The World's Strongest Witch Becomes Unemployed
Chapter 80: The Resurrection of the Demon King
I could sense that Rider was watching this fight from a distance.
"What's the hero Fel, are you admitting your defeat? Now you're just history so you shouldn't have to protect this world."
On Pride's statement I smiled a little.
When I was a kid, I was just a girl who lived on the streets without direction. No one cared if I died or not, yet Irena and the others extended their hands to me.
"Ara, you look dirty.. We are adventurers, do you want to join?"
"He has quite strong muscles, I think he can help a little."
"Be quiet Gustav, no girl wants to be praised because they have muscles, is it really Marlin."
"Yes, they all mostly just want to be praised face and chest as well, by the way about chest, Irena you still have the biggest size so far."
Irena hit Marlin in the face until she was thrown into the air.
"Please step on me too Irena-sama."
"Be careful with this stupid guy, so how would you like to join in?"
After going through many trips we started helping the people we went through and when we realized everyone started calling us heroes.
That's when protecting someone is my place in this world.
I stomped my feet to lung forward, through the speed of sonic wave I had appeared behind Pride to slash at him.
He held her down with his sword as if he had eyes behind his back yet I also not only attacked him recklessly.
My body absorbing the power of the holy sword grew stronger to the point of maximizing it at the final limit. With that surge of power, Pride tried to retreat but I continued to hunt him down like a wild animal.
The only person of the seven deadly sins who cannot live is himself.
The Pride Sword was thrown and I had the momentum to slash it diagonally from shoulder to stomach. Blood gushed from him just as I wanted to chop off his head he used teleportation magic to retreat five meters out of my reach.
"That's almost." He said healing himself as quickly as possible, he ended up fighting just like the Necromancer did. Five coffins appeared in front of him and the moment it disappeared a figure called Yokai was inside.
"So he's my collection."
Only a madman like him was capable of such a feat, the five Yokai attacked me simultaneously from all directions, I slashed at one before dodging the counterattack.
Two of them lost their heads and two of their bodies became halves, for the last one I jumped in front of him as I shot my sword through his head until it fell to the ground.
Although all were defeated, Pride still had a satisfied face.
"As expected of a hero, my collection is nothing. If I could kill you you would be my best collection."
I pointed the tip of my sword at him.
"It won't happen, you're the one who's dead."
"Fuhaha, I have the last collection I can use. After searching for it I was finally able to find it and then fix it back, this is the most incredible."
"What did you say?"
A well-looking chest appeared in front of the Pride, peering from inside there a two-meter-high skull with luxurious clothes, an oversized robe as well as a crown on its head. In his hand he held a large sword with the handle of a human head made into one.
"You gotta be kidding me?"
"Are you surprised? Not that this was admirable.he was a creature that everyone feared, Demon King Diablos."
I didn't think the demon lord could be used like this.
