𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘さんのイラストまとめ

@EqualToHeavens — It was a few seconds, before a wide smile gracefully painted his features once more; 〝Either way, it doesn’t matter. I’m hoping it doesn’t come to that, but it wouldn’t be the first pantheon that we clear out.~〞

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@EqualToHeavens 〝Of course, I haven’t been messing around all this time!〞After getting the small-talk out of the way, Mo-Ri Jin’s smile began to fade, albeit, ever-so-slightly.

Instead of the friendliness that laced his tone naught but an instant ago, was curiosity, and wariness. —

〝So,〞Greeted a familiar voice, which would emerge from the shadows, and step into the light, so that his face may be recognizable to the fallen angel— 〝What’s /your/ take on all of this, blondie?〞

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@EqualToHeavens 〝Yo, other me. Back for more?〞

He greeted him with a smile, but the tone of the other Monkey left a lot of meaning to decipher.

@ThyHellraiser — If thelunch was powerful enough to send the other reeling back, this added kick would serve to keep him into place.

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@ThyHellraiser @MugiwaraKingu @ArmedWithPowers — through the emptiness of space.

〝Still, you’re not strong enough to be as bold as to try and break our contract— come, let me show you how wrong you were to come back!〞

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@ThyHellraiser @MugiwaraKingu @ArmedWithPowers 〝Hah!〞Jin used the back of his hand to swipe the blood away from his lips, then perched into a smirk despite the pain which he was feeling.

〝You weren’t lying.〞With a deep inhale, he equipped his armor suits, and aimed the Yeoui forwards; 〝I’m not the same, either!〞—

@iRimuruTempest — a bolt of ( magical ) lightning struck down upon the pair.

〝Strike. Again, and again. Strike endlessly.〞As Kinto-Un rained hell from above, painting the sky with a haze of Purple, Mo-Ri Jin would await to see what kind of resistance to Magic Rimuru potentially had.

@iRimuruTempest — perhaps it was the fast that his hands were now empty, rather than encumbered with his staff, or perhaps it was the fact that the kick he seemingly delivered to the Slime’s back was a single motion, that hit seven different spots upon his back. Who knew?

Leg extended, —