The Protagonists of the Novel Escaped

I want to protect the world.

When did I start harboring such a will?

– Even though it’s just a vanity from a fictional world, it’s a space where many people with a self live.

I realized it.

Through the journey with the Saintess Party.

I must protect the country.

I want to protect my family and loved ones.

I move forward to uphold my precious dreams and beliefs.

For months, I have traversed the continent, witnessing and experiencing countless figures of all shapes and sizes. As my experiences piled up and memories increased, I realized that the world I possessed was not mere vanity.

There were great heroes who recorded shining achievements.

There were ordinary citizens who sacrificed themselves to protect their families.

They’re not just characters from a story.

To define it that way is an insult to everyone on the continent.

I want to protect.

The world.

The future that is rightfully theirs.

*

With a bang, the heat pressure bomb exploded, unleashing a merciless pressure.

Flames flashed.

At the same time, the hot storm unleashed by the explosion spread forth.

The ruins burn.

The hot gas inhaled through prayer scorched my respiratory organs.

And then, a shockwave hit me like a mace.

I couldn’t open my eyes.

It felt like I was thrown alive into a furnace, pain flooded in.

The explosive power of the heat pressure bomb was infinitely weaker than that of high explosives, but it boasted horrific lethality. The dust explosion’s pressure, while preserving the buildings, roasted the humans in the city and overwhelmed the Creator Deity.

“……!!”

I tried to scream.

But no voice came out.

Had my phonetic organs burned along with my respiratory ones? Gael, whose wings and entire body had turned into blackened charcoal due to the heat pressure bomb’s trigger, struggled to raise both hands as his final struggle.

Fwooosh-

The power of the extreme light emitted.

Barely managing to block the heat pressure bomb’s storm, Gael opened his eyes, preparing for a counterattack.

– It’s over now. So give up.

Dense, smoky clouds loomed over the kaleidoscope sky.

A monster that had become a rag, torn and battered, stood firm.

He had received a fatal injury.

It wouldn’t be strange to die at any moment.

Nonetheless, Edanant raised his right arm, now mostly devoid of flesh, creating a crimson whirlpool. He seemed determined to unleash his final weapon, aiming to completely eliminate the Creator Deity.

Madness.

Only insanity derived from a strong will and belief existed.

There is no opponent I can’t beat with firepower.
If I can’t win, it’s because my firepower is lacking.

Firepower.

I need more firepower.

It was the moment when humanity drew out the wedge of the calamity they created.

– How long will you bear this alone? How foolish my pitiful believer is.

A girl with red hair appeared.

Edanant stretched out his right hand.
The girl grasped the right hand left with only a mere skeleton.

War.

A calamity born from humanity’s long-standing greed.

The swirling crimson captured the original sin of humanity caused by the horrors of war. The original sin forged in the shape of a bomb would put an end to the Creator Deity, who had reigned for eternity.

– With this blow, I announce the end of an era.

Through the ultra-high pressure and ultra-high heat trigger of uranium, hydrogen is stimulated to initiate nuclear fusion.

It was a weapon called a hydrogen bomb, or thermonuclear bomb.

Now I am death and have become the destroyer of worlds.

With a blinding flash, the atomic bomb exploded, initiating fission and fusion reactions. Following that, the hydrogen caused an additional fusion, coating the city of creation with plasma rivaling the sun.

*

A swirling crimson plasma engulfed the city of creation.

The temple vanished without a trace.
Moreover, all the buildings in the city evaporated along with the debris.

The destroyer has descended.

The trigger of the hydrogen bomb leaves no trace. The extremely hot plasma that incinerates even fine dust and stones resembles the divine punishment of a destroyer, denying life and despising creation.

────────!!!

The flash fell.

And the aftershock, accompanied by high heat, struck the epicenter, igniting the surrounding spaces.

Light and heat.
Explosive rays struck, creating a disaster following the plasma explosion.

Growwwl

Due to overwhelming thermal energy, the oxygen at the epicenter ignited. Then, a storm accompanied by the aftershock rushed through, pushing aside all the gases that existed nearby, creating a temporary vacuum state.

Air rushed in rapidly.

And a large amount of smoke and dust soared into the sky, forming a mushroom-shaped cloud that filled the kaleidoscope sky.

A giant mushroom-shaped dust cloud.
And the dozens of rings formed around it.

It declared the end of the era that had prospered under the Creator Deity for centuries.

Thud thud.
Thud thud, thud thud thud—!!!

The city of creation crumbles.

The holy sanctuary symbolizing the Creator Deity’s arrogance was collapsing.

The golden clouds that had enveloped vitality were completely incinerated by the plasma explosion. The destroyer of the world, born from the madness of war, was more than enough to obliterate the mysterious place where the traces of the Divine Era were recorded.

Thud.

Crash.

Boom—.

The collapse led to a new collapse.

The city of creation met its end due to the hydrogen bomb. Then the pillars and peaks supporting the city began to fall in succession, leading to a massive subsidence that was unimaginably beyond prediction.

“……”

The Creator Deity.

No, the woman who was once the Creator Deity fell, her blackened wings trailing behind her.

She disappeared into the abyss, alongside the countless falling debris. Having been swept away by the trigger of the hydrogen bomb, she would surely have no way to return with the loss of the power of extreme light.

– Edan! Edanant!!

– Quickly, reach out, Edan!

The Saintess of the Fallen Angel and the Half Human Half Dragon of Tyranny approached the barely hanging Edanant on the sheer cliff, extending their hands.

Grab—.
They caught his left arm.

They also tried to catch his right arm, but all that remained was a stump, severed at the shoulder. He had lost his right arm to the aftermath of the electromagnetic cannon and heat pressure bomb, followed by the hydrogen bomb.

– The collapse is about to start again! We need to evacuate first!

– Yes!

A deafening roar echoed.

The ruins of the city precariously hanging over the ground were about to fall.

We have to escape as quickly as possible.
If the heavy debris fell all at once, we would experience a living burial.

– Hahaha, hahahaha!! The Creator Deity has fallen!

– Finally, the long era of the hypocrite has come to an end.
Ludmilla and Zebeline frowned in unison. The Tyranny of the Three-Headed Dragon and the Fallen Angel of Famine expelled their intense emotions, disrupting focus.

Shut up.

Right now, rescuing Edan is the top priority.

The loss severed down to the collarbone indicated a precarious injury. In urgent need of treatment, Ludmilla and Zebeline fled from the abyss.

Rumble—.

With a thunderous boom, the debris poured down.

The abyss created by the explosion of the hydrogen bomb greedily swallowed all traces of the city of creation as if it were a singularity in space-time. All buildings surrounded by golden clouds and the temple worshiping the Creator Deity were swept away along with dust.

– Edan! Snap out of it!

– I’ll get back to you as quickly as possible… just hold on a bit longer!

It was after the disaster of death, having possessed Elizaveta, had settled in the safe zone.

In a hurry to regroup, Ludmilla and Zebeline flapped their wings, increasing their speed.

*

The light extinguished.

At last, the luminance of hypocrisy waned.

The era of the Creator Deity came to an end.

Soon, it would be revealed to the followers who had worshipped the false Creator Deity.

The Daughter of War, like the other disasters, expelled her intense emotions. The exhilaration and elation of casting down the arrogant Creator Deity reached the feeble consciousness of Edanant, who had fallen into a state of coma.

– Edanant, my beloved believer! I knew you would do it! If it’s you, the outsider, I was sure you would extinguish the light of the hypocrite!

When a deity perishes, their believers lose their saintly power.

It was a natural outcome.
Saintly power is the grace granted by the deity to their believers.

By now, all the priests and holy knights of the Holy Kingdom must be in disarray. The disaster of losing the saintly power, which they had fervently believed in alongside their faith, must have struck them. Soon enough, the believers would realize that the Creator Deity, who had once reigned as an absolute entity, had completely departed.

– You must be very tired. After enduring so much hardship.

Rest easy.

When you wake up, a beautiful girl will be there to welcome you.

She’ll stroke your forehead,

tickle your cheeks,

and grant you a blessing of a kiss for the great believer who opened the new era.

‘…….’

With that plea, Edanant’s consciousness sank into slumber.

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