ALL NOVEL Chapter 154
The army of magical beasts that had surged like a tide gradually began to diminish.
A brilliant white radiance.
The barrier of the holy sword that surrounded the Demon King’s castle emanated a dazzling light, leading to this outcome.
For the magical beasts that had been corrupted by absorbing the divine status of the Disaster God, the radiance of the Creator Deity was like a deadly poison. Weakened significantly by the influence of the holy sword, the magical beasts eventually met their end at the relentless onslaught of the Seraph.
– How could the brilliance of the Creator Deity shine so brilliantly? Is this truly the full power of the holy sword…! It’s far too much power for mere mortals to wield.
The holy sword of demon-slaying manifested a divine might comparable to the descent of the Creator Deity.
Unbelievable.
To handle it all on his own.
Isn’t he in a state so severely injured that his life is at stake?
The sacred flames swept away the frost storm, covering the sky that had been cold and silent.
– Such vermin.
While witnessing the miracle of the holy sword forged by humans,
Ugly hordes appeared trying to disrupt the manifestation of the brilliance.
Demons.
The demons of the demon realm, released at the end of the world, swarmed in from all directions.
In particular, the great demons of the demon realm, appearing alongside dark storm clouds, twisted the mood of Seraph Belashiel. Although they had no intention of actively cooperating with the Disaster of War, she opened her full strength to eradicate these hideous great demons.
“Belashiel! You wretched…!”
“How dare you invade the tomb of the Demon King!”
Great demons.
Nobles of the demon realm sworn to loyalty to the Demon King.
The great demons commanding the shadow army boasted power on par with the archangels of the heavenly realm. However, even the highest representatives of the demon realm could not stand against the radiance of justice.
– Release it.
Belashiel lowered the demon-slaying bow into the air as she extended both hands.
At that moment,
The 50 holy relics guarding the Seraph lit up in unison.
“Don’t back down! Kill that damned Seraph!!”
“It’s the arch-enemy that brought disaster to the demon realm!”
The radiant light that punishes evil.
In the center of it stood the Seraph shining in platinum.
With four pairs of gigantic wings spread wide.
Reflecting the light, her radiant platinum armor shone brightly.
The nearly countless armies of the demon realm surrounded the Seraph. The raging tide of evil surged forth like a furious wave about to engulf the shining light.
– Great Creator Deity, lend me your power to bestow eternal silence upon the armies of evil.
The vortex of counter-light.
Within it, the glowing sacred spear.
Pure white perfection with no filth present.
Belashiel raised the holy spear of demon-slaying, aiming it at the armies of the demon realm.
– Fall down to the ground. The sky is solely the realm permitted to the Creator Deity.
The spear imbued with light fell like a comet piercing through the night sky.
────!!
───────!!!
A thunderous roar akin to the apocalypse reverberated.
Simultaneously, the pure white dawn annihilated the nearly infinite armies of the demon realm. It was a result that occurred in an instant, so quickly that even the final cries were inaudible.
“Isn’t that harsh? Truly, the followers of the Creator Deity are much more brutal, aren’t they?”
– Shut up, vampire.
A woman with black hair fluttering wings connected by a membrane approached from behind.
It was Ariel, who was deployed to the scene alongside Belashiel.
Did she think there was no need to step in herself?
Or was she afraid of getting caught up in the Seraph’s strike?
Once the situation calmed down, Ariel joined late, her judgment proved accurate. If she had been close to Belashiel, she would certainly have been swept away by the torrent of sanctity alongside the demons.
Tch.
Belashiel clicked her tongue, expressing her disappointment as she had planned to secretly deal with the vampire on this occasion.
“Must be nice, huh? You wiped out your eternal enemy, the demon, and also accumulated achievements to gain your master’s favor. Total two birds with one stone.”
“Shut it! I’ve never once desired such a filthy favor!”
The vampire chuckled softly.
At that, the beautiful face of the Seraph twisted in displeasure.
“You’re still so rebellious. You should just acknowledge the master-servant relationship by now.”
– Someday, when I break free from the pressure demon’s chains…! Vampire, you won’t be safe either!
I will repel all intruders until the second Saintess Beatrice is safely rescued.
I will prioritize the cries and protection of my allies above all else.
Just before activating the Long-range Teleportation Magic, two commands were placed upon the chains of the pressure demon.
Proving that point, Belashiel obliterated the demons trying to disrupt her without hesitation. Of course, even without Edanant’s command, she would have swept them all away.
– Vampire, you are nothing but a hindrance. So step back.
“How much favor must I earn from the Seer…? Could it be that being a mistress isn’t enough? Truly, how greedy for the hypocrite you are.” – Mistress?! Ugh! Who the hell says I’m a mistress! That’s just a ridiculous rumor created by humans!
“Right, you’d say that.”
Mistress.
Upon hearing that word, she reacted dramatically as if having a seizure.
During her time in the mortal realm, how many misunderstandings had she faced?
Having to bear the disgrace of being labeled as ‘self-proclaimed Seraph’ alongside the ridiculous claims that her seductive figure led her to be chosen as a mistress, Belashiel fumed at Ariel’s words.
Kuuuuuuuuhhhh───!!!
“What…!”
As the armies of the demon realm that surrounded the Demon King’s castle were wiped out,
A thundering sound like a lightning strike shook the ground right next to her.
Is this the work of the demons?
No,
There’s no way.
The dark energy erupting from the gap created by the ground splitting apart was solely the cursed turbid flow permitted to the dead. Seeing this, Belashiel unfolded the Shield of Exorcism to block the cursed flow.
“What the hell is that! T-this can’t be… undead?”
Ariel, who was clinging to Belashiel’s shield, peeked out and opened her mouth.
In the center of the murky energy pouring out was a single undead creature.
Abyss Knight.
Born from the dark depths, the skeleton was classified as the highest-tier undead—an Abyss Knight.
Having fallen to undead due to the Disaster of Death, the sword saint raised his sharp blade. Following this, spine-chilling screams began to rise as numerous specters started to emerge from the ground’s gaps.
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While the Seraph and the vampire were bewildered,
Edanant, engaged in fierce battle within the Demon King’s castle, was undergoing his own hardships.
“Edan…! Edanant, Edanant!! Edanant──!!!”
Whirr…
Holy flames surged from his left eye.
Conversely, black flames of disaster ignited in his right eye.
The Disaster God and the Creator Deity.
Unfolding the contrasting black-and-white divine statuses simultaneously, Beatrice poured her assault against Edanant.
“Could it be that the divine status of the Creator Deity and the disaster of death have completely merged? Absurd.”
Edanant, who had made use of the holy sword of the Creator Deity and the disaster of war, could avoid the divine collision precisely because he was a ‘mutant’ where the soul of a reincarnated being coexisted with his original soul in a single body.
The monster before him was similar.
As if it were molded from Edanant himself.
The beast that devoured Beatrice’s soul and the disaster of death wielded the divine statuses of creation and disaster as if they were its own.
“Stop.”
“Could it be a command?!”
The command that flowed out like a pure white breath seized Edanant’s steps.
The ability to materialize words through reality manipulation.
The believers of the Holy Kingdom referred to this power as the ‘Miracle of the Saintess.’
Momentarily immobilized, Edanant swallowed hard and looked up. The fierce flames of divine and disaster surged toward him head-on.
Tatatatatata──!!
Muskets all fired in unison.
The flames that had been punctured by countless bullets could not reach Edanant and died down.
“Explode.” “Be crushed.”
Beatrice had never once used the power of command for the purpose of destruction and slaughter. She understood the risks of the power better than anyone.
However, the monster wearing Beatrice’s appearance was different.
Explosion Death and Crush Death.
It mobilized the power of command, named the Miracle of the Saintess, solely for destruction and slaughter.
Hundreds of muskets vanished due to the reality manipulation of the command. Following that, an intangible shockwave hit, holding down Edanant.
“Beatrice!!”
An agitated voice rang out loudly.
And the divine status of war surged like a whirlwind, temporarily bouncing back the oppression of the command.
“How long are you going to keep sleeping! You’re not a princess, you’re a Saintess!”
Clack.
The particles of disaster formed into the shape of a machine gun.
A total of 40 guns.
All of the machine guns aimed at the monster with white hair.
For a moment, he hesitated as he looked at Beatrice. But then, as if having resolved firmly, Edanant unleashed a barrage of fire upon the monster before him.