Chapter: 189
Boom As I lifted the mace, the divine energy that Armadi bestowed upon me began to stir within my body.
The divine authority was so pure and strong, it made my own feel like a cheap knock-off.
My body, lacking as it was, was overwhelmed with powerful energy.
Normally, I wouldn’t have been able to control the movement of energy at all.
Ugh! If I hadn’t been able to manage it, I would have surely screamed in pain at the chaotic energy swirling around me.
But not now. Grandpa had been controlling the divine energy residing within me.
I knew Grandpa was amazing.
I had witnessed his heroic tales, experienced his force, and followed the path he walked with his teachings.
But experiencing his abilities firsthand was utterly breathtaking.
To handle divine power like this?
Part of the divinity gifted by Armadi was enhancing my body.
It wasn’t just about simply strengthening my flesh like I normally would.
From my heart to the tips of my fingers and toes, every part of my body was being protected by divine energy.
Thanks to that, I could endure this divine power’s movement without feeling the slightest pain.
Was that all?
The divine energy gathering at the mace’s tip did not just concentrate but continued to weave magic, amplifying itself over and over.
– You shouldn’t be this surprised.
My dear girl. As I gasped in awe, Grandpa chuckled gently.
Turning to see his face first caught my eye with a determined gaze.
– Now, here’s where the real fun begins.
As soon as Grandpa spoke, the divine energy at the mace’s tip exploded outward.
A massive magic circle formed from the gathered divine energy.
Still a novice in magic, I at least understood the basics now.
So I could tell.
This was not a gift from the gods.
It was created by humans.
– This technique was devised by our party’s wizard to replicate Armadi’s miracles.
Not just asking for the authority of God, but combining divine power and human strength to create a marvel.
A result of humans struggling to replicate the deeds of the gods.
– I struggled a bit to catch up to Grandpa’s enthusiasm.
Dozens of magic circles were drawn atop the enormous one, and then more were layered over them.
{What kind of nonsense is this!}
Could Armadi feel the divine energy?
The Evil God shouted and glared at me.
In those void black eyes, hatred and killing intent swirled.
The enmity of one holding the position of a god. I should have been terrified, but all I could do was laugh.
{Did you think I would sit idly by?}
The Evil God moved to thwart the miracle, but nothing he did reached me.
His flames were suddenly blocked by the ice that had sprung up.
The curse he spat was cut off by the blessing spoken by a priest.
The Evil God’s judgment against mortals was met by the greatsword of a warrior.
Of course, it wasn’t an equal standoff.
Even if it was imperfect, an Evil God was still an Evil God.
The wizard desperately holding back the inferno could feel his magic dwindling,
Sweat was pouring from the priest’s forehead as he uttered blessings,
And the knight, holding the frontline, had a smile that was increasingly stiffening.
If this standoff continued, the Evil God would surely unleash his fury upon the world.
{Do not interfere! You worthless beings!}
But before the Evil God could fulfill his will, the miracle readied itself faster.
I stared dumbly upward. A sphere formed from the countless layers of divinity.
The massive sphere filled with the divine energy gifted by Armadi was no mere spell.
It could only be called a sun.
– Here it is, my dear girl. This is the miracle you sought.
*
This is tough.
Johan wiped the sweat dribbling from his forehead as he resisted the miracle through blessings.
Even if imperfect, the Evil God was indeed an Evil God.
The power possessed by a being transcending the category of living creatures was never something humans could counter indefinitely.
Allen seemed to have some energy left, but Georg and I were different.
Even if we ground our teeth and held on, the limit would inevitably come.
Sigh. What on earth were the heroes of the past who defeated complete Evil Gods like?
Even an incomplete one was this overwhelming; how could humans have managed a complete Evil God?
Respect welled within me.
{I told you to stop interfering!}
As I heard the Evil God’s roar, Johan gripped his cross, and behind him, warmth radiated.
Not the suffocating heat that had originally settled in the cave, but comfort and peace brought by the sun above.
Feeling it, Johan turned, dropping his hands in disbelief.
“…What the heck is this?”
The sun was there.
This wasn’t an exaggeration, akin to witnessing a colossal flame.
I saw a clear sun shining down on us, visible from the azure sky.
How could this be happening?
The sun, which should spread warmth to the world outside, was somehow here in this narrow cave?
Am I hallucinating?
Am I facing something strange due to the Evil God?
{This is insane! How can a mere brat like you create this?}
“Haha!”
Johan doubted his eyes, then lowered his gaze to the obnoxiously bright laugh echoing beneath the sun.
And then he saw it.
The small girl holding up the sun like it was a holy torch.
Oh, I see.
The sun destined to protect the world wasn’t fallen underground.
That little girl had created the sun in this cave.
Reiterating it in my mind felt nonsensical.
If I hadn’t witnessed it, I would have considered it a trivial tale.
Even if mixed into bard songs, I would have wondered if it was an over-exaggeration.
But all of it was true.
The girl holding the sun wore her trademark mischievous smile while looking at the flabbergasted Evil God from afar.
“Did you think I’d scream? ♡ Did you want me to beg for my life? ♡ Trying to fill your pathetic self-esteem with that? ♡ Wow, that’s gross! ♡”
{You wretched creature!}
“Eek! So scary! ♡ Really. Hehe! Like an Evil God? ♡”
{Dare you mock Bahdi, you mortal!}
The flame of the Evil God that had been swirling endlessly suddenly scattered, all its heat rushing to his hand.
I was a sun too.
A sun that wasn’t the gentle one shining down, but a vile sun that could scorch human lives.
One that mocked the dying souls standing on drought-stricken land.
A being wishing for all life on earth to wither away.
{That creature shall regret it!}
As Bahdi grasped the white sun, the light began spilling from the sun held aloft by the girl.
Johan finally realized what the sun created by the girl was.
Only he could understand it.
It was the divine energy of the great Armadi.
The same light he witnessed when he sought to guide him long ago.
The sacred light oozing from the sun filled the cave.
The gloomy atmosphere, once filled with wicked colors, began to brighten like midday.
The heat that sought to turn everything to ashes was replaced by warmth caring for the land.
The wicked auras lingering in the cave retreated, searching for shadows behind them.
Even the Evil God was no exception.
The hand that moved to erase the small girl was halted midway and couldn’t move an inch.
{How? How is this possible!}
“Curious about why this happened? ♡ I don’t need to tell you, but I’m nice, so I’ll give you a hint. Here’s the answer for the fool who burned his own brain! ♡”
The white sun began shrinking.
What once resembled a benevolent sun was now less than half its size.
It became smaller than Bahdi’s fist and eventually disappeared altogether.
“Because you’re just trash! ♡”
As if there was never anything there in the first place.
{No!}
With the sun that defended against the Evil God now gone, it was time for the Evil God to face Armadi’s divine energy directly.
{This can’t be happening.}
Bahdi swung his axe in futile resistance, but it was meaningless.
The sun he had created with all his might was extinguished beneath another sun’s light.
That measly axe couldn’t possibly withstand Armadi’s divinity.
The axe, which started cracking, shattered and scattered into the void.
{I will not be sealed again!}
As the flames consisting of the Evil God’s hands, arms, legs, and body lost their center,
The seals that had contained him seized that tiny chance.
As if drawn by the power of the land, the elements making up the Evil God began to be drawn into the crevices of the walls.
{I will curse you, Armadi! I hope everything you love turns to ashes!}
That voice rang out like a scream.
In the end, the sun held aloft by the girl filled the cave with its warmth.
The Evil God, having lost his way, could only head toward the place he despised the most.
Not long after everything of Bahdi was trapped within the seals, the cracks etched upon them restored themselves.
Johan, who absorbed the entire scene with his eyes, knelt down as he gazed at the sunny glow still radiating.
It was something no common sense could comprehend or understand.
If heard, it would provoke laughter and scorn.
Those with perceptive ears would be amazed while the pessimistic would doubt without reason.
People would call it a miracle.
And at this moment, Johan witnessed the miracle unfold before his very eyes.
My site has received a lot of DMCA notices, lol. From now on, I will update the MTL on https://darkmtl.com/.
The site is fast and lightweight because there are no ads yet. However, the theme is different from Cybor-TL, so take some time to familiarize yourself.
Support me by donating at least $10, and you'll have the right to request any novel from Novelpia (excluding 19+ content) using a newly developed tool.