But what did Slime do wrong?

Chapter 16 Noble Phantasm & Liberation & Confrontation

Lim quickly passed through the air with an expressionless face.

At the moment when the magic power has completely covered Fuyuki City, everything that happened in this city cannot escape Limuru's eyes.As long as he wants to know, the relevant information will be presented to him immediately, and it will not even take more than a second.

And it is precisely because of this reason that Limuru can easily see something he wants to know.

...Although Limuru would rather not have seen these.

It was death condensed by blood.Rimuru is no stranger to death, and even his position as the Demon King was originally awakened because tens of thousands of human souls were sacrificed.

But even so, when Limuru saw everything, she would still instinctively feel disgusted.

It was the "furniture" that was pieced together from human bodies after cruelly dismembering them. Just looking at it, I couldn't help but want to vomit; in the place that should be Caster's position and base camp, except for these weird and gloomy In addition to the “furniture” of Jesus, there are also naked human bodies hung high, crucified to death, and bowed their heads in the likeness of Jesus.

Rimuru covered her mouth with one hand and retched a few times.

He withdrew his perception and stopped at the entrance of a sewer pipe.The golden pupils were flickering with flickering light, separated by the long distance and the walls in between, "seeing" the purgatory on earth behind.

The boy silently pulled his mask and put it on, covering all the expressions on his face.

He looked at the passage in front of him with disgust, which was covered with blood, pieces of meat, human tissue, and other things that were not beautiful, and moved his fingers.

"Ifrit."

After such a low voice call, the air became hot almost instantly.

The high fire elf who had been imprisoned in the stomach for a long time was released from the prison for a long time. The whole body was full of burning and dancing red flames, and some parts even showed a magnificent, golden color due to the high temperature. Red color.

"Master Rimuru."

Ifrit knelt down on one knee in front of Rimuru.

Although he was once an enemy, in fact, Ifrit had already willingly surrendered to Limuru.

He was imprisoned in the latter's stomach for quite a while, but also because of the storm dragon Veldora, he was able to see what happened outside.

And Ifrit thought, as long as anyone has met Limulu Tempest and spent a period of time with him... then, no one will be able to escape the charm of the other party's personality.

They will all be willing to offer all their loyalty and strength to this king who is not quite like a king.

"Ifrit, burn them all." The devil said coldly, "along with those sins...and, send them to death."

"Even for the dead, there is absolutely no reason to trample on the body like this."

Ifrit lowered his head: "Yes, Master Rimuru."

The figure of the elf with the upper flame attribute spread out in an instant, turned into a flowing flame, and rushed towards the sewer whistling all the way.Wherever it passed, those broken arms and limbs all turned into dust flying in the air, and then disappeared.

But such a high-temperature flame did not damage the surrounding sewer pipes at all. It had to be said that it was also an extremely terrifying and precise ability to control the flame.

Lim's face was as cold as frost, and he walked forward along the path cleared by Ifrit.Bright flames danced and spread out in front of him, like a carpet that was specially laid for him and stretched all the way.

When it went deeper into the passage, it was not as clean as before, but the air was filled with the smell of some kind of scorched protein.

Fortunately, Ifrit is indeed awesome. Except for the taste, which is really powerless, those things that may make people feel uncomfortable are all dealt with cleanly, without even a shadow.

Then Rimuru saw the humans and heroic spirits who were confronting Ifrit.

The eyebrows under the mask immediately frowned.

"Is that you?"

In this almost airtight space, the echo effect is very good, and it can almost be used as a loudspeaker.

It is precisely because of this reason that although Limuru's footsteps are not heavy, they can be easily caught after the echo - not to mention that the five senses of the heroic spirits are originally stronger than those of humans. It is really not difficult to detect Limuru's approach because of his keenness.

Caster stared at his protruding eyes like goldfish, stretched out arms with strange complexion, and the ten fingers of both hands had excessively sharp and long nails, which looked really different from those evil wizards in folklore. What a difference.

"What is this, what is this! A reckless act!" Two lines of tears flowed from Caster's eyes, "Why do you want to destroy such a supreme art!"

Limuru looked at him fiercely: "What did you say?"

The young man was a little awkward, and read those words one by one: "You mean, you call this art?!"

It was rare for his mood to fluctuate so violently, and the magic power around him could no longer maintain stability due to the change of his master's mood, and became violent.

"Don't you think so?" Caster had a frenzied, pilgrimage-like expression on his face, "These——are art!"

He looked at the "furniture" and "decorations" around him with nostalgic and cherished eyes that had not yet been burned by Ifrit, while the human master beside him sang for him with a voice full of joy Carol: "Yes, my lord! This is truly a beautiful and rare art!"

"but!"

Caster's voice turned abruptly, and the expression on his face darkened.

"Such a rare and beautiful art, why should it be destroyed!"

He looked at the passage where Limuru and Ifrit came from with extremely distressed eyes. On the ground there was still a layer of white-washed bone powder and some bone gravel that could not be completely burned.

"What is this—a treasonous act!"

Caster looked absolutely devastated.

"I want you to pay the price!"

"enough!"

Limulu interrupted his exaggerated and somewhat over-the-top performance like singing an opera, and it was rare to be surrounded by killing intent-this is an extremely rare and incredible feeling for him who is peaceful in nature. the behavior of.

And from the pair of golden pupils under the boy's mask, there was a terrible fierce light streaming out.

He raised his hand, and something like a beam of light, a silk thread, or a net suddenly appeared beside him, piercing through Caster's body, and also piercing through the heart of his master Ryunosuke Uyuu. limbs and head.

"Ah... this is..."

Blood overflowed from Ryunosuke Yusheng's mouth, but he didn't seem to care about the death he was about to meet, he just looked at the blood and felt cold.

"Warm, red?"

The murderer laughed.

"This is exactly what I have been looking for! Is it hidden in my own body?!"

Unlike him, Caster was more or less aware that his spiritual foundation was rapidly disintegrating, and that meant that he was about to retire from this Holy Grail War.

But how can this be? !He had just seen the saint who he had been thinking about day and night from the crystal ball tonight, and he hadn't had time to say a single word to her!

"No! Lady Saint!"

Black-purple blood splashed from his body and splashed on the book in his hand.

Noble Phantasm, Liberation.

"Prelati's Spellbook"!