Perspective: Darryl.
Phil's completely demonized, isn't he?
I sighed helplessly as I looked at the evil Filia that had become more than a demon king.
Red eyes, blue and red hair, and that evil smile on her lips. If it wasn't for the fact that I had seen this face ten minutes ago, I wouldn't have believed that this guy was Firia.
But where the hell did this guy get his equipment? I've never seen an evening gown like this before, have I? Did Phil carry it with him all the time? That's a pretty strange guy....
I can't help but feel a little envious of this guy Phil after looking at the Dragon Pearl of the previously obtained Green Dragon inside my body.
I've gone to a lot of trouble for this Dragon Pearl, but Phil, who's just casually pinched a few skills together, actually has this kind of power.
Is it really so easy to obtain the power of the evil path?
No wonder there are so many evil people in history.
"Get off me! What the hell...what the hell are you! This power, it shouldn't exist!"
The translucent soul that had been dragged out of Phil's body was struggling in the air, and it looked like it was about to be received inside Filia's book. What had this guy turned into? I took a glance just now, and before Filia became like this, she was clearly holding a greatsword in one hand and a taijutsu in the other, but now I can't see any other weapons except for the book in her hand.
"Don't worry."
Filia opened her mouth to say.
Her voice also became very strange, it was a sound that had never been heard before. It was completely devoid of the girl's crisp and lovely feeling from before, and instead had a low echo to it.
If it were anywhere else, this would clearly be a big boss, right?
"Your soul will become, collected. Always, forever inside my book."
"No! I don't want it!"
The soul began to struggle rapidly, but Filia was completely unmoved, extending her hand, and a black dagger appeared directly in her palm.
And she didn't strike directly, but pointed forward, and the dagger directly pierced the mid-air soul, which stopped shaking for a moment, and then brushed it into the book.
The body of Phil who was standing just now was also like a kite with a broken string, and it fell down with a snap.
"Up."
With a wave of her hand, Phil's body, which was about to fall to the ground, slowly stopped and stood up.
"So that's, that's, that's your body."
Filia slowly floated over and then touched it to Phil's face.
"So that's it, Holy Angel of the Dead, you're, like, very interesting."
This guy...what the hell?
I looked at the bizarre scene, and then at White Moonlight.
This guy also looked like he didn't know what to say about this bizarre scene.
"Is this guy attacking himself?"
In the end, he ended up holding out for such a sentence, what the hell was going through this guy's head?
"What to do? Are we just going to watch? What the hell is this guy planning to do?"
"Who knows?"
White Moonlight looked around.
"Those enemies don't know what's happening yet, you see, even though they've avoided the area, they're still fighting."
"After all, a monster like Firia can't be understood by ordinary people... no, ordinary demons."
I laughed bitterly, then continued to ask.
"What's next? We wait for them to finish?"
Filia was now saying something to herself as she looked at Phil.
And Phil's eyes were closed at this point and he didn't know what side of Phil's soul was on.
"Look, look, there's an enemy coming."
Just as I said that, two werewolves actually jumped right up from below.
Although it should be possible to fight with the so-called seventh generation werewolves from before with the release of the dragon's energy, but... these two guys coming up now seem to be from the previous five generations, and their level is actually at the dreaded level 90, so it seems that the enemy is really scary.
I silently looked at Filia who was still talking to herself there.
Looks like what's coming next is going to be interesting~
"What are you!"
The werewolf who jumped up looked at the scene in front of him and was also incredulous.
"I should have asked you that question."
Filia let go of Phil and looked at them.
"Now, but you guys, you're not invited."
"Let go of Phil-sama! Let me meet you!"
One of the werewolves, who would have been a third-generation werewolf by the title, grew to 10 meters in one fell swoop! A huge claw was raised and swung down at Filia.
However, Filia didn't move at all, didn't defend, and didn't dodge.
Instead, she slowly lifted her head and looked at the arm that swung down in mid-air.
"Crack."
The next scene became extremely bizarre.
The werewolf's arm actually broke into sections like a broken doll's arm!
And the broken parts were iced up so that not a drop of blood spilled.
And as the broken parts fell to the ground, they shattered right into ice chips.
The field was suddenly silent, except for the distant sound of shouting and the business of ice breaking apart.
"You..."
Filia opened the book and a void in the air was violently sucked in.
"Want to come along, too?"
"........"
The werewolf's body began to shake unconsciously, and with an acceleration he rushed behind Phil and grabbed him, then jumped out.
"Hey!"
But Filia didn't move at all, so I was busy greeting White Moonlight and chasing after the werewolf.
"........"
From a distance, I seemed to hear Filia say something.
But I didn't hear it.
---- Seven Nights Kevin Original Novel----.
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