“Her?”
“She’s prettier than I expected? So that’s why that guy was searching for her desperately.”
“Who are you talking about?”
“But hey, how do you have a body like that? With that kind of level, you must have been useful in the past too…”
“…….”
I grip the hammer once more.
The demon race is indeed the demon race.
“Hmph. Ready to fight right away?”
“You seem to be just talking without meaning anything.”
“As expected of a walking example of ignorance. That’s why angels—”
KWA-BOOM!!!
The holy power exploding from the White Guardian violently strikes the demon.
The demon bursts twice due to the effect of the White Guardian.
Even without using any specific technique, the hammer imbued with the power of destruction demonstrates its strength, blowing up the possessed Doll Sorcerer.
“Wow, that’s insane.”
“Truly, the great Lily…”
“Huh? Why is this so easy? Isn’t this the boss?”
“It’s not over yet.”
Hehehehe…
As the Doll Sorcerer bursts, an immense amount of magic fills the area once again.
Due to the holy power flowing around me, neither I nor the Rookie behind me could be touched, but it was still quite a threatening size.
Clack! Clack! Eerie sounds emerged as the doll absorbed the magic, beginning to undergo a grotesque transformation.
Before long, a giant face of a Doll Sorcerer made of dark red magic appeared atop the doll’s neck.
It had become a bit smaller, but it was still larger than us.
—Auu… the holy power is really bothersome. It gives me chills.
“Where’s the main body?”
—Do you think I’ll believe you if I tell you?
The demon nested within the doll grins broadly.
Such a reliable-looking face.
“No.”
—That’s harsh~ Aren’t you being completely resolute? What would you do if I actually told you?
“A demon wouldn’t tell the truth.”
If celestial beings are a race that offers only names and excuses, demons are a race already painted with ‘lies’ from the start.
The costs only benefit the demons, and excuses don’t exist at all.
Their actions have no other reason, and even if you were to seek one, it would likely just be ‘because.’
Because of this, the way demons think and act has drawn the resentment of many.
In fact, the majority of people, other races, and monsters in the past labeled demons as evil and favored the celestial race instead.
Celestial beings appear white and sacred, but it’s all just a front, providing sufficient excuses and costs.
“So it’s even more disgusting.”
If they had proudly claimed to be evil like the demons, perhaps we would have considered them equally.
But that wasn’t the case.
Celestial beings committed evil deeds while falsely claiming to uphold good and justice.
“Both of them should be killed, no doubt about that.”
“It seems like I have to do something.”
─Hehe~ Are you going to kill me?
“Yes.”
Hoooonngg!!!
I spun the hammer at high speed.
An immense Holy Storm erupted around me, and I used the momentum to move swiftly.
Regardless of the circumstances, both the Celestial Race and Demon Race are all scum that need to be killed.
Among them, the most disgusting are the Celestials, but that doesn’t mean I plan to spare the Demons.
‘Roar of Acceleration.’
With the speed of the hammer’s rotation combined with Teshiniria’s heavy technique, my speed reached about 30% of my prime.
In a blink of an eye, I struck the massive shield standing in front of the doll.
The shield was adorned with feathers of a dark crimson color, seven venomous snakes, a rough wolf’s mouth, the horn of a skull rhinoceros, twenty-eight prayer beads, and 107 deadly weapons hanging from it.
An exceedingly bizarre shield dented under the impact of the hammer.
But it didn’t connect.
‘Did they combine cloning with it?’
─Hah, huh? You’re really fast! At this rate, it’s faster than using triple ‘Acceleration.’
“Quite sturdy.”
─Right? That guy asked me to leave it a bit intact, but the bodies of those from another world harbor tremendous power. Although only a tiny fraction can be used, gathering a bit can be quite meaningful…
‘Source of Explosion.’
KWA-BOOOM!!
An explosion erupted based on the accelerated holy power.
Due to the countless techniques layered upon each other, the shield alongside the doll itself disintegrated and bounced off in all directions.
I didn’t miss the opportunity and triggered another explosion, summoning Kraken’s Spear.
“Lance of Heavy Rain.”
KRA-KLUNG!!
A powerful wave shook the mirror’s space managed by Preservation as ‘Space’ assisted.
Thousands of replicated spears that floated in the sky pierced through the remaining debris of magic.
SHWAAAHH!!!
Simultaneously, due to the power of Kraken’s Spear, multiple tentacle attacks were unleashed with each replicated spear.
A collaboration of tens of thousands of spears and hundreds of thousands of octopus legs.
The spectacle was akin to…
“???”
“Are you insane?!”
“Whoa, how many legs are there?”
“There are quite a lot.”
It felt as if thousands of Krakens were dancing in the air.
A summoning technique that even a Kraken couldn’t execute.
No matter how much of a Kraken it was, attacking in such a multifaceted manner would be impossible.
This was possible because I fully understood the control over holy power and the abilities of Kraken.
After the aftermath passed, I surveyed the now quiet surroundings.
The trace of magic had almost vanished.
Done.
Almost.
“Acceleration (velócĭtas).”
“Compassion.”
At the same time, the technique activates.
I, who have protected the surroundings with a shield while holding the dark greatsword that flew from afar, along with the compassion of the saintess.
Kagagagagaga…!
It’s Black.
Not the real Black, but a cloned version.
Originally having black hair, the cloned Black had a color even darker than before.
Moreover, since Black must have lost his body in defeat, he’s probably stronger than the real Black.
“Black?!”
“What, what the hell?!”
“Wasn’t it over? Isn’t that the West Alliance Leader?!”
“…….”
Rookies in the back are making a fuss.
Thinking about it, all the demons I met after returning were in poor condition.
The sealing sword Verd tried to escape from the Sword Saint and devour the World Tree, but he was weakened since it was shortly after being unsealed.
He was somewhat decent in the world of possibilities, but that was in the Spiritual World, so it doesn’t count.
The followers of the demon ‘Kofus’ were nothing special either.
They were practically test subjects of the demon race, having split their power. The only usable vampire, the Demon King of the One, was easily subdued under Lasty’s authority.
Even Immensus, the High-Class Demon and owner of the Growth’s Altar whom I had encountered recently, was in a sealed state, so there were essentially no proper demons.
Kagagagak…!
But the demon in front of me is different.
‘Pure-blood Demon.’
With a power level above intermediate, their ability itself could rival that of the upper class.
Moreover, while the Celestial Race possesses an innate strength and healing technology, the demon race has only one ability.
“Vibration (trĕmor).”
‘Magic.’
Weeeeeeee!!
Swiiiiish!!
A sophisticated magic that even I struggle to comprehend entwines itself with the cloned Black’s sword, slicing through my shield and cutting into my shoulder.
“Lady Lily!”
“…!”
The magic burrows into my body.
This is different from simply absorbing magic to heal the Emperor’s body.
Unlike the magic that sticks to the Emperor, just trying to hang around, this is clearly magic aimed at eliminating me.
The magic rampaged violently to bring me down, and in response, the holy energy within me quickly countered.
My left shoulder droops down.
Such a wound should heal within seconds, thanks to my regeneration from using compassion.
I momentarily planned to retreat to recover while keeping an eye on the rookies, but the cloned Black wouldn’t allow it.
“Vibration (trĕmor), Acceleration (velócĭtas), Vibration (trĕmor), Loop (ruminátĭo).”
Wiiiiiing!!!
Hundreds of millions, no, tens of millions of vibrations from the gigantic greatsword shattered all my defensive measures.
Swoosh! As if that weren’t enough, Black snatched away my left forearm and charged at my neck.
Accelerated by “Acceleration,” Black was moving faster than ever.
The speed of Black, the Magic Sword Master, was now quicker than Yena’s — I couldn’t help but laugh.
“This is what a battle feels like.”
A life-or-death fight with the Demon Race.
I had become so numb fighting their remnants, their heritage, or whatever random stuff they tossed at me.
This battle with them was ridiculously unfair.
I swung my spear and sent the bumbling rookie trio flying over the crack behind me.
In a situation where magic and holy power were rampaging, I didn’t know where that connected rift would lead, but being here suffering was definitely worse.
“I’ve definitely got Deoen under control, so there shouldn’t be a problem.”
Clearing out these nuisances, I dodged with acceleration while taking stock of the situation.
“The magical hierarchy is upper-level. Dispel is practically impossible. But if I hit it, everything’s going to blow up…”
The sword itself had already turned into a bomb due to countless magical overlaps.
If I struck that, an enormous explosion would surely follow.
Of course, I’d bet my life I could survive that, but there was no reason to take unnecessary risks by attacking.
“Black isn’t the one using magic.”
Black was just swinging the sword around.
To deceive me, Black kept chanting ‘incantation,’ but was in an extreme state modified to handle the ‘overlapping sword’.
There’s no way he could use magic.
There had to be a preserved existence close by — either Neris or another mage user.
If I took down Black with all my might, the hidden preserved being might just cast a spell right away.
“The demon race is just a corpse without magic. I need to take out the mage first.”
For now, I had to pretend to be tricked by Black while searching for the mage.
If it’s Lassie leading, we’d find it in no time.
What I had to do right now was…
Crack!
“Sever (sĕco)…?”
Swoosh!
The first rule of fighting a mage.
“Change the prepared battlefield.”
Gooooh…
The sea began to stir.
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