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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 216

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devil.

They are the unbelievable bastards of the world who enjoy hiding themselves by deceiving and toying with people and sending them into the abyss. These bastards are just ‘evil’, to which expressions such as pure evil or moderate evil are nothing more than a luxury..

The method of driving people into the abyss is so extraordinary that when they hear that they were tricked by the devil, they say, 'You idiot. Are you fooled by something like that?' A race of con-artists who are born to be so gifted that most people cannot make fun of them..

I don't know who created those bastards, but I can clearly see what they were thinking..

A race created entirely to exploit humans. That's the devil.

In the end, it is a by-product of God. I believe in God. There is no such thing. It is no wonder that they are alien life forms that have no connection with the gods of this world. These burning trash, which are close to waste, are not even weak..

Even if it is written only in the literature, it says that wizards are toyed with magic and warriors are toyed with force. I don't know to what extent, but wouldn't it be a significant level??

And voila! That was the story before Eldmia Egar was born.!

[Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!]

As soon as the sword was pulled out, the demon cub, whose head was also cut out, screamed desperately. It was really shitty that he didn't die after that, but he wasn't a threat to me at all..

"I was scared for no reason. This is absolutely extreme."

I don't know what its structure was, but what he called 'flesh' was not made of ordinary blood and flesh, but a mass of magical power. Just like creating and controlling an avatar in a game, that devil bastard must board that body in order to properly enter this world..

Then, I am curious about what kind of structure the blood arrows mentioned earlier have, and what process does the special ability given to other devil worshipers go through before they actually have a body..

You can figure it out little by little.

[What, what! What the hell is your identity?!!!]

"Oh, even if the head is pulled out, are the sensations of the body still connected? After all, it's better to deal with it than when it's just a lump of blood.."

When it was covered in blood, I thought that even if I tried to shoot and swing the sword and needle with a hundred blades, it would literally be nothing more than cutting water with a knife, so I used punches, but now the attack works properly. Thanks to this, the guy's head was crying as he looked at the nine needles being stuck in his body..

[stop!! stop!! Stop it you crazy bastard.!!]

"Where did that shitty tone from earlier go? He said he would play with me. let's play together. Just because I made a body, I won't play with it right away.?"

[Oh my gosh! Wow!]

In my entire past life, I never had the taste of an asshole who took pleasure in causing physical harm to people, but right now, I am enjoying it so much.!

Not only is this pup literally not a human pup, but it is a horse breed that cannot be saved! After I stopped playing with his messy body, I walked up to him and picked up his gagging head..

It's just a humanoid, but it's a face that's hard to describe. The hairless head has all the facial features, but it is far from human at all..

In some ways, it looks like a bat with its scalp pulled out.?

"Don't you think it would be an interesting thing to think about??"

[Guwe.. ugh... well, what??]

"When you hit the altar with your head, will you worry about your head or the altar??"

[Oh, you crazy bastard! Of course mine...]

Without waiting for an answer, I rushed to the altar and hit the altar with the devil's head..

How dare you try to spoil my interesting thoughts.?

-Kwaang!!

[Loudly!]

I hit him pretty seriously, but surprisingly, his head was still intact.!

No, saying he was fine was a bit of an exaggeration. It looked like the clown was caved in, as if it had been hit by a single blow..

[stop! That's it!]

"Let's do it one or three more times. Just once, the results of the experiment become unreliable.."

[Come on, let’s make a contract! What do you want?! Just say it! whatever...!]

"I don't sign contracts with people who are weaker than me."

[Ugh, ugh.!!]

It's a contest as to whether my shoulders get stiff or your head loses its shape first..

It would be nice if I could dig up some information as well..

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The first thing that caught Deoni's eyes when she came to her senses from a strong sense of exhaustion was a headless corpse lying on the floor..

Her common sense would have her believe that the body belonged to the human who was with her, but her eyes and intuition would tell her it was the devil's..

In reality, the latter was correct. Not only did the corpse not wear anything that could be called clothes, it could not even be called a human body. It was a bit strange to see an unidentifiable needle sticking into her body, as if it were torture, but what caught her nerves even more than that was the sound..

The sound of hitting something hard with something wet, thick and strong..

She barely managed to get up and look at the source of the sound, but what came into view was an altar in a completely collapsed state, unlike her last memory, and the back of a human being..

Deoni trembled, sensing immense hostility in that sight. Although he couldn't tell specifically what he was doing because he was covered in a human body, he was burning with tremendous anger and hostility towards the altar or something hitting the altar..

Actually, I couldn't figure out what it was. The decapitated body of a human being and an altar. And when the devil's head, which was clearly severed but nowhere to be seen, was put together... the result was obvious..

But that didn't mean I understood the anger..

Did humans have their own stories? However, it was clear that both demons and humans had seen each other for the first time. To say that a human being is so angry simply because he or she is included in the demon species does not fit with an open mind toward demons..

Deoni, who had been lost in her doubts about humanity, came to her senses after the man straightened his back and stopped knocking on the altar..

Surprisingly, the devil's head that I was holding in my hand maintained its shape to some extent. Compared to the almost completely destroyed altar, I had no idea how strong the devil's body was. The head held in the human hand, which may not even be dead, was making the sound of dying breath..

The man who created such a terrible scene opened his mouth in disgust as he threw the devil's head on the altar..

"I've been thinking about it. I think you cherish the altar more than your own head.."

[Zssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss…...]

"I don't know what you're talking about, but when are you going to die? I'm so sick of it now that I wish I could die.."

"...The devil can only die if you pull out his heart and burst it.."

At Deoni's answer, the human gaze that was stuck in the sobbing demon's head turned to her..

"Are you awake? Are you feeling okay??"

"Originally, it would have been very dangerous... but it's okay thanks to you quickly neutralizing the demon.."

The human being smiled, saying he was glad, as if the anger he felt from behind had never existed from the beginning, and walked away from the altar and approached the devil's corpse..

Contrary to the thought that he would naturally rip out the heart, he just dragged the devil's body back to the altar..

"hey. I heard?"

Even as he couldn't understand what he was trying to do, the devil's head was gradually regaining its original shape from its miserable appearance. It was a disgustingly outstanding recovery, but on the contrary, the devil's eyes were trembling like aspen trees, befitting the expression that they had lost their vitality..

"You can only die if your heart explodes.."

[Yes, that's right. Well, if we were to manifest... we would have to awaken our hearts to be able to heal... it would be very difficult for us to commit suicide. Then even the spiritual body disappears....]

So please kill me.

Deoni unconsciously opened her eyes wide as she saw the demon begging for death. The devil, who put into his mouth words that could not help but believe his ears, even shed tears and wished for death..

What on earth did you do while you were unconscious to make something like that possible??

"bare mouth?"

[What, what do you want? Yes, I will do everything I can.!]

Humans were even willing to risk death to steal something from the devil. In a scene more unbelievable than the words "good devil," Deoni could only stare at the scene, at a loss for words..

"Don't get involved with me again. Whether you intended it or not is none of my business. If you get involved with me in any way, we'll have a lot more fun than we did today.."

[Every time I write this, I swear! That devil Ingladiou will never... uh...]

"Eldmia Ega."

[Eh, Eldmia Ega Ning and I have no conflict! It's real!]

"What if it's not real? All you have to do is pout again.."

Deoni, who witnessed the rare sight of a human being speaking casually, pulling out a sword and stabbing the heart where it would be, shedding tears of joy and repeatedly saying "thank you" before disappearing, felt dizzy for a moment at the unrealistic sight. I stumbled.

However, as if the surreal results he had created did not matter, the human turned around and put away his sword again, just looking at her with an unimpressed attitude..

"They say the space here is a little distorted because of that devil bastard's tricks. He said that if he dies, he will quickly return to his original state, so I might have to hurry up there to avoid meeting my colleagues.?"

"...Well, I'm in a position where I can't do that.."

It was so shocking that she had forgotten about it, but in fact, Deoni had received a revelation from the demon God Epaga that was just as shocking as before. When she thought about it again with her mind starting to become clearer little by little, it was still a shocking story, so she hesitated to speak, licking her lips without realizing it..

"Eldmia Ega. There was a message from Epacah who drank it to you.."

"I think the only thing he wants me to do is ask you not to kill me or give up on my dream.?"

"no. neither."

For a moment, I was very curious about what his longing was and why he was thinking like that, but that wasn't what was important right now..

Eldmia looked very surprised, but Deoni, who was just a messenger, felt like she was dying in many ways. I don't know what the author is talking about, but... the message that Epaga delivered must have been conveyed to him..

Those were blasphemous words that Deoni, who had led an upright life, could not bear to say..

"Yes, the demon God Epaga... gave... instructions...."

"What?"

"You are there. I told you to correct it properly because you are not a fucking bastard, but you are a fucking bitch.!"

Astonishment spread across Eldmia's face..

I don't know what the reason was, but even after he finally regained his composure after being frozen in that state for a long time, he rolled his eyes in a very serious manner and said one word after thinking about it, which was eye-opening in many ways..

"Well... what should I do to properly pray to Epagan??"

Deoni had to feel dizzy at the sight of Eldmia washing her eyes and asking about the Demon God's prayer method in a polite manner that was hard to find in her previous attitude..