Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

A black cubic building, in the middle of a floating continent.

I was confronted by the Necromancer Falcan in a room full of black walls and floors lit by magical light on the first floor of the basement.

Fast forward, knock it down.

Or do we draw the story out?

Think as you look at the Falkan with the truth eye.

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[Status]

First Name: Falcan

Race: Demon Race

Occupation: Captain of the Demon King Kingsguard

Class: Dark Knight LV99 Devil LV50

Attributes: [Demon] [Fire]

Attack: 25,000.

Defense: 25,000

Vitality: 25,000.

Mental strength: 25,000.

[Skills]

Horse Spear Assault (Lance Charge): Running through with horses and piercing with spears. Double damage to one column vertically.

Rigorous Spear (Waveland): Intense thrust attack. Additional wind damage.

Shadow Spear (Shadow Lance): Generate and pierce a spear from the shadow. Defense value ignore attack. Non-moveable state grant.

Extinction Spear Fierce Breaking (No Life Piercing): Multi-stage Penetration. Immediate attack. Small range.

Spiral Spear Defense (Spiral Defense): Spin the spear for absolute defense. Physics & Magic Disabled. He can't act.

[Passive skills]

Predicting Behavior (Four Sites): Predicting and predicting the person's next behavior.

Sixth Sense (Six Senses): Have a keen sense of all things.

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Above the strength of literally different digits, loaded with instant death attacks.

Talk to the Falcan on the skeleton horse.

"Let's be frank. Where is the Demon King?

"He's up there."

"Where are the petrified gods?

"Down here."

That's what Falcan said, pointing to the downstairs on the right side of the center.

"Where is the god of creation?

"Likewise. I'm here"

Lapisia next door doesn't say anything with her fist gripped and stared.

You mean it's not a lie?

But the suspicion grows.

"Are you honest?

"I don't want to fight for nothing."

Fight and I'll win. Absolutely.

- Does this guy predict that?

Step on the black floor as you rock your Japanese clothes.

"What's the purpose?

"Even I don't want to die. It's not just a bad condition, is it? Is there anything else you want to know?

"... how is the Demon King doing?

"I didn't do anything - would that be a lie? Let's just say it's quiet."

Lapisia says nothing.

However, the moment Falcan went "nothing" he breathed heavily.

I put my mouth in the form of a "kick", but the conversation continued, so I went back to my original position.

In the end, my blue hair just wobbled.

- Something catches me.

Seriously? This guy predicts the immediate future by [predicting behavior].

Wasn't it by this power that you were successfully impressed last time?

It is believed that you have chosen to be the best answer for the Demon King.

Future predictions are troublesome.

But what's the real aim of the Falcon?

I keep dealing with them while I know I can't win.

Are you asking me to stay alert?

I was thinking, I take a lot of breath.

- No, it's not. Buy time!

The Demon King is not in good shape yet, but it is believed that buying time would favour the Demon King.

Even if we keep having this conversation, it's what the Falcon thinks.

- Then there's one way to take it!

I bit my back teeth tight and stepped on the black floor.

Step forward at a windy speed.

The blue flames burning in the orbits of the Falkan swayed.

"Colour!?

I took a breath to the side of him, rocked my Japanese clothes and stepped in big!

Keep the momentum, pull out the katana wrapped in pale light!

"Ha-ha-ha!

Kim!

A high noise echoes indoors on the black wall.

Falcon's spear was playing my machete.

"Well, don't do it."

- I didn't know you'd take my slaughter.

That's just having predictive and sixth sense skills.

But he couldn't take it until the shock, and he retreated from the floor to the wall as he raised smoke.

In a large room covered with black floors and walls, me and the Falcon try to keep our distance.

But that's a flash, too.

Moved on to the attack immediately.

Drive the Falkan up with a sharp sword attack.

That's right.

said Granny Cordelia, who wields a teaching whip at school.

"Prediction sees the most likely future," he said.

Then if you attack me at a rate that exceeds my predictions, I won't see a future other than being attacked!

Falcan kicked and sidestepped the side of the skeletal horse in desperate attempt to get distance.

Skeleton face crooked and roaring.

"Kuh! Wait, wait! O brave man!"

Stir it up while cutting it up.

"What's up, Falcan! There's room until just now! The Demon King isn't in the book yet, is he? I'm guessing you're still trying to restore your powers, aren't you? - By sucking the power of the gods!

I just sickled in the second half.

But the Falkan screamed as he desperately swept away the spear.

"There is no such fact! The gods also support the Demon King! The Demon King is only resting as usual!

"Hey, hey!

Lapisia in a battle posture pointed her young lips and rang with a cute voice.

- Finally, I lied!

"That's a heck of a lie! Is the Genesis God deceiving and sucking on power, too? Or one of you guys!?

"Well, Genesis God is just a collaborator!

"That's a lie, too!

Definitely because Lapisia jumped and yelled "Kick my ass!"!

Hounded to the corner of the black room, the Falcan speared with fierce momentum as he tongued in remorse.

A fierce thrust of fierce winds.

- Rigorous spear (Waveland)?

Move half a step sideways and gently avoid the spear.

Falcan grinned and distorted his skeletal face, but the next moment, he opens his mouth in amazement.

Did you predict my behavior?

But it's late.

"I'm sorry to hear that. The wind won't work on me - scatter."

It was wrapped around a spear, a foggy wind as sharp as a blade.

"Shit!

Falcan seeps remorse into his screams, and still waves his spear to the side.

but I didn't miss grabbing the middle of the spear.

Absolute defense - you're willing to do a spiral defense!

I rock my Japanese clothes, roll my black hair back, and shake down the top stairs of my knife.

"I'm finding out, you predictor! Follow the name of the Fluorescent River compared to ancient life, let it flow more than it did in the Divine Age, gather in a bunch and become a torrent -" Devil's Water Slash "!

Zahhhhh!

The deafening sound of slashing metal echoes inside the black room.

Each spear and skeletal horse turned the Falcan into two straight pieces.

Karan, Karakara, and bones and weapons scattered all over the floor.

Suddenly, a firehand rose from the Falcon, which fell on the floor.

My bones are falling apart.

Falcan looks up to heaven, surrounded by a blue and white flame.

"Oh... Vernus, ma'am. You are the righteous. You are the Almighty. I was happy to be beside you..."

throw up as I looked down beside him.

"What is omnipotent? You're just rambling around selfishly."

Falcan turned his skeleton face at me as he burned.

"He and I are squires and friends... thousands of years of resentment now..."

Without being able to say it to the end, the Falcan became a blue-white ash and burned out.

Indoors that will be quiet.

I scratched my head with Polypoli.

"I'm sure the Demon King won't think anything of you. - Well, he was a pain in the ass."

Celica rocked the red skirt and approached. Big breasts shake.

"Master Kaika. I couldn't stop looking at him with a sword strike."

"Well, that wasn't a big deal - come on, let's go. The petrified gods are down here. We have to stop the demon king from recovering."

"Yes," "Yeah," "Good luck!

And I followed them, down the stairs.

The lower hierarchy appears.

A big room made of black floors and walls.

It is lined with white stone statues, shaped to the divine.

But it was not normal.

- I just breathed into that unusual sight.