Death Games
Laravell Plan

“Kau—” by forcing the scarred body to rise, Laraquel was sitting on the ground now. “Who are you really?”

Aza, no. Whether he or the older brother in the body, surely Laravell was the one who spoke. “Agrible. Is this war?”

“Aza?” beltelgeuse. “No. You who?”

The person asked looked over. “I? I'm Laravell, her brother.”

“You! You're the one who's been buried!” gyges's higher-ups remember him. Because he buried Laravell in Hadesia.

“Ah, true too. My body is dead yes,” he smiled. “But forget it, you must be using a strange curse on my sister,” her figure also turned towards Reygan Cottia.

The appearance of the pervert was quite a mess. Her chest shirt was a little torn like it was on fire. So is the area of his arm, who else is the perpetrator if not the first magma thorn Aza.

“Your sister? Soul spells? Is it possible you're in a radio?”

“Let go of your curse.”

Jerked. So the blink of an eye, because Laravell who moved Aza's body was already standing right in front of Reygan.

“You're pretty fast apparently.”

Laravell smiled. “It looks like so. So, can you release your curse?” his hand was raised touching the chest of the pervert.

Surprised Reygan, as there was a hot sensation brewing there. As fast as lightning he dodged, but Aza's magma attack had also hit the chest first.

His skin was like melting and it was witnessed by several pairs of eyes.

“You're pretty dangerous. If I let go, I will suffer,” Reygan chuckles and brushes off the magma in the body easily. Even worse, the melted skin heals again.

And it made Laravell look intently at himself. “You're gyges, but your healing is like an elf. Is it possible because of that sword?” his eyes were shining diamonds on Reygan's sword hilt.

“Your eyes are quite observant apparently. Yes, this is the fee for slaughtering phoenix.”

That perverted remark made Laravell turn his attention to Reve. The young phoenix figure looked strangely at him. And their glances were cut off as Laravell turned his head towards Perseus who was standing far away from him.

“Three perverts yes,” he said suddenly. After watching who was there, he smiled at Reygan.

“It seems, I know how to immobilize you.”

Aegayon's plot adjacent to each other was shocked to hear it.

“Hei! What do you mean?!” Laraquel interrupted suddenly.

“Intense fun so radio. My spell, can confirm the kind of ability around me.”

Reygan frowned as a result of his words. Suddenly Laravell raised his hand and touched his forehead.

“Good. Can you hear my voice?” said it.

And everyone who was in the land of gyges, gasped for hearing it. All who could see him in the surrounding area, immediately turned to him. Either because of his ability, anyone knows that Laravell in Aza's body is the one who speaks.

“A-what happened? It's not Aza's voice,” Xavier Lucifero's voice is stammering.

Perseus was also Kuyang who could hear him, looking at him.

“T need no pleasantries. Two elftraz (healers), I will use you to heal people instantly. I understand the situation. By using the eternal flame of two phoenixes, they will become your energy supply.”

The three perverts who were listening to it were also jolted.

“By saying your plan, do you think it will work? You guys might be fine. But we, have an agreement with Helga also the underworld so it will not be able to die.”

Laravell smiled. I don't know what's funny, it looks kind of upset Reygan. He tilted his face while still holding his head. A sign that his voice spell is still reaching around him.

“I heard. And I can feel it too. My mother's memories of the past are left, already telling me. If you are stalling for the resurrection of Helga.”

Surely the listeners under Laravell's spell were shocked to hear his words.

“It seems, not a weak radio huh,” Perseus was chuckling.

“He will definitely be here. I can feel the flow of energy. This battle, would be the first step of his arrival. After you escape to the world, the shackles open.”

Reygan smiled at him. “You're done.”

“It's a pity that heaven was not involved, but fortunately the three Gods are here,” said Laravell casually. 

“God?!” meek surprised Kuyang and Laraquel together.

“Isn't it time for you guys to come out? If Helga shows up, the heaven will intervene. Aren't I right? The gods are not enthroned,” finished saying that Laravell also turned his head alternately on three figures.

Making several pairs of eyes that see gasp made.

“T-wait, k-why is he looking here?” xavier's shock finds the direction of Laravell's view.

“Link his eyes, is that maybe you?” perseus asked at the figure before his eyes.

Who else if not the Hydra King. Hydragel Kers with his mouth full of wine. He swallowed his mouth and laughed softly. “Crazy basics. I've been kicked from the throne and useless.”

In a different place, Reygan also gave a strange glance towards Laraquel's gaze at the other figure. “You Gods? Aren't you just a useless phoenix?” he told the surprised Reve Nel Keres. 

And the rest, the last figure that the Gods had expected was simply smiling looking at them. “So, it's time huh?” lascarzio Hybrida sat next to Trempusa. “Good. It seems like it is time for you to take part, my covenant brother, Trempusa.”

And his hand touched the head of the king of Empusa. Instantly smoke billowed on his head, making the figure spontaneously put on a strange face staring at the surroundings.

“I-this, what happened?” confused Trempusa.

“Build. It is time to punish them,” said Lascarzio who left him.

“Wait, are you sure they're Gods?” ask Laraquel suddenly. Ignoring his sick condition, he let out a curious voice.

“Come on, just prove the truth. I'll start, so be prepared elftraz (healer), phoenix.” Without waiting any longer, Laravell kept his hand that touched his head. So that the mantra of his voice no longer applies to the ears of the listeners.

Without a cue he flicked his hand so that the dragon wings immediately flapped gallantly. And the tail of magma also sprang up and transformed into a giant snake. With seven heads soaring into the air.

“Alright, let's start.” He threw his palm onto the ground. “Oculos habeo. The multa habeo nomina. Videre possum quia ubique sum. Isqa ego sum, haec larva est. Noli me vexare, noli me confodere. Quia credo veniam ad te. Tuum avellere laetitia.”

“(Holy call. The sacred mantra nomina. The eternal gate, the darkness that resounds. The curse that sounded, the blood red throne. Giving teaser marks, giving a piercer mark. Raise the line, whisper the dead. Picking up the souls of sinners.”

“Abteriov, senka porta! Open, shadow gate!)” 

 Ground vibrates.

Red smoke on its surface. Gradually magic circles were drawn on their ceilings. At the same time, two blue chains rose from the body of Reve Nel Keres and Castroz Kerez lying helpless. Move quickly to hit the backs of the elftraz (healers).

“She, is she serious?” horusca suddenly said. 

And a green aura flared from his body as well as Cley Vortha. It did not take long for the two to heal themselves due to the first thorn attack of Aza magma. Of course, the unexpected happens next. Where threads similar to the aura of both of them also burst forth in large numbers and then stabbed whoever was there.

Except the three perverts who didn't get it. 

“You think, until when can your spell be active? You all can heal yourself over and over again. But we can't be killed. You only shortened the life of the phoenix for a futile fight,” grinned Reygan who smiled obliquely at Laravell.