No. 339
“Paradises protect wizards from monsters, and wizards spread their camps!”
“Don't back down! Attack!”
The Pope was being pushed back little by little by our attack.
'Glee, can you get behind the Pope and hold him?'
[That, Glee?! How dare you like me...…!]
‘Can you do it, can’t you?’
Glasalabolas stubbornly shut his mouth, and Baal glanced at him.
Glacial glacial labolas replied with a chuckle, kicking his tongue.
[He's quick to respond, so it's hard for a long time.]
‘When the signal is given, approach back.’
And I turned to Boune and Pur.
'Bune summons a ghost army, and Pur pours rain around the Pope so that he can't keep an eye on it, and lightning strikes.'
[Okay.]
[Good.]
'Storas strikes Glee's leg as soon as he catches the Pope, immobilizing him.'
I commanded the demons, and prepared to call upon 'Death'.
'Death' was becoming transparent as if it would disappear any moment.
There is not much time left.
John and Ishak were pushing the Pope.
As Ishak stepped on the wreckage of the collapsed building, leapt and drew his sword, the Pope twisted and escaped.
As soon as the Pope's posture collapsed, John pursued him and cut off the Pope's arm.
The Pope's demons rushed at John. When John was pushed out, Henri came this time.
The magical chains that stretched out of Henri's hands wrapped around him.
Heilang gathered around him, as if the pope, whose face stiffened with tension, was trying to intercept Boune's powers.
At that moment, I signaled.
‘Pur, Boone. Now.’
Dark clouds filled the sky above the Holy See, and in an instant, it rained like a torrential downpour.
Bang!
Bang, bang!
Lightning struck the Pope's surroundings, and Boune's ghost soldiers subdued the ghosts the Pope had summoned.
It was when the Pope, blocked by rain and ghostly walls, stopped moving.
‘Glee, it’s now!’
Glasalabolas quickly became invisible as if it was seeped by the wind.
And approach from behind,
“Ugh……!”
-Holds the Pope.
I held the summoned 'Death' in my hand and ran.
[LeBlaine.]
An unfamiliar voice resounded in my mind.
When I heard a friendly voice that I didn't know who it was, I felt strength in my hands.
The wall of rain that surrounded the Pope cracked and passed through the ghost soldiers.
The Pope's eyes met.
How much has it broken?
How have precious things been destroyed?
How miserable was the me of my first life, who cried desperately with a sword stuck in my chest at the altar, the me of the second life, who begged for affection, and the me of the third life, who died under the bridge.
I threw the 'Death' that even the hilt had begun to disappear, towards his chest.
Kwagwagwakwak-!
When the barrier surrounding the Pope collided with the nib of 'Death', sparks erupted with a violent friction sound.
I was pushed back, blindfolded with one arm.
Someone wrapped my back. A firm chest touched my back, and a large hand wrapped around mine.
[You remind me of when I thought I would be a good father.]
'Dad.'
He grabbed my hand and let out another powerful 'Death'.
Bang-!
Suddenly, the barrier was broken, and the day of 'Death' cut through the heart of the Pope.
“Mary……”
“It’s LeBlaine.”
Breakage.
A cracking sound was heard from somewhere.
I knew it without anyone teaching me. A crack in his core that became Etwaal.
The ghost soldiers who hijacked Boone's abilities and created them disappeared. It was the same with Purson's monster army.
The holy beasts of the temple that were made using Purson's monsters were also splitting apart.
* * *
When Dubbleed and the Allied Forces of the Empire began to fight against the Temple, the holy beasts who escaped from the temple ruined the island.
The system centered on the brilliant development of the empire was messed up, and the imperial palace also collapsed.
Except for the street near the Top of the Hope, where LeBlaine had spread the barrier, it was difficult to find a safe building.
The royal family, the nobles, and the lost people gathered at the shopping district barrier and looked at the magic landscape laid out by the wizards of the Imperial Palace.
[Maria……]
[It's LeBlaine.]
People stared at the Magyeong with sweat on their hands.
Some hats held their hands together and prayed to an unknown god, some old men groaned, and others raised their voices to cheer.
The Emperor clenched his fists.
'Little bit more.'
'Please.'
'Fall down... … !’
Breakage.
A clear popping sound was heard through the magic mirror.
The Pope, who was hit by the sword that Dubleed's wife and daughter had been carrying, gradually petrified and collapsed.
LeBlaine in the Magical Sight exclaimed.
[The Pope has lost the power of the devil! Don't be afraid! Attack!]
The Imperial Army's pride, the Cheonma Troops, fired their bows like rain from above, and the Wizards of the Horse Tower, led by Duke Grimoire, joined the attack. The noblemen attacked the falling holy beasts.
The Pope staggered towards LeBlaine.
Leah, Zakari and Surir led the way, and Dubleed's Irie blocked him.
'Win... … !’
The emperor, who leaned on Cecilia and gave strength to his whole body, opened his eyes.
* * *
The Pope left one step behind and no longer came to me.
Pierced by Zachari's spear, Leiah's sword, and Surir and Irie's weapons, he slowly collapsed.
He groaned and looked up at me.
“Why, Mary… … Why are you always… … Am I not... … .”
“… … .”
“Leave me who loves you so much… … why… … .”
match!
I slapped the Pope on the cheek.
“This belongs to my mother, whom you ordered Benedict to kill.”
match!
“This is the share of a father who has lost his beloved wife and daughter and blamed himself for the rest of his life.”
match!
“This is for my older brothers who have been lonely all their lives in the bondage of the villain you created.”
match!
“The share of those you killed.”
match!
“My share as a young child who begged me to never open my eyes again even after I died countless times because of you!!”
“Mary… … .”
“You are terrible.”
“… … .”
“I’m horrified, I’m angry and I can’t stand it.”
“… … .”
"Live. Don't see a single hair in front of me anymore. please die please… … !”
I shouted evil while holding his collar tightly.
What is this feeling of emptiness and despair? Why do I feel like I've lost one more precious thing because of you?
The Pope looked at me frantically and stretched out his hand.
“You kill me. If I could die at your hands, ah, Meria... … .”
The Pope has done evil. He ripped off the ground and shouted.
“I will never make your wish come true.”
“Ma, Mary… … .”
“I will forget you. As soon as I turn around, I will erase it from my memory as if I didn’t exist.”
“How can you be so cruel? Merry-"
John, who held the only 'Death' left with the blade of his sword, pierced his chest.
“Uh… … !”
Those who have lost their families, those who have lost their lovers, and those who have lost their lives to him have mutilated the Pope over and over again.
“Everything you do will be an illusion, and you won’t leave me with a single, fuzzy memory.”
“Ma… … Ri!”
Tears of blood flowed from the Pope's eyes. His trembling hands grabbed my feet and gently pulled it away.
It was the moment when he closed his eyes, who was wriggling like a worm while holding his breath.
bang-!
Thunder split the sky. The world is covered in darkness.
Paimon looked at Purpur with a smirk.
“What did you do?”
“I, not me!”
Pur hurriedly waved his hand.
Baal hardened and looked up at the sky. A whitish light began to spread through the darkness that covered the sky, eventually forming a red pillar and falling on the Pope's body.
The Pope squirmed like a worm.
And… … .
“Aaaah!”
A soldier sat down and started screaming.
Others also sat down one by one or grabbed their heads and shouted.
It wasn't just the Pope. Human screams were heard from afar.
Baal shouted.
“Neriad!”
Standing stunned among the fallen, I watched the light pouring over the Pope's body.
From the moment the light appeared, she instinctively had a premonition.
The advent of Neriad.
Beep-!
The tinnitus ran through my head as sharply as an arrowhead.
His eyes turned bright red, and his whole body convulsed.
I know this feeling.
The enemy's sense of going to the divine space... … !
‘Serga-sama.’
[Baby.]
His voice echoed in my mind.
[The power of Neriad, which has lost its medium, is collapsing. At the last minute, he'll break the royalties. I don't have much time to earn... … you are… … Neria... … !]
Serga's voice cut off intermittently, and then disappeared.
Then he went away.
I glanced at the people, startled.
“Long-distance movement! Come on, Long-distance movement... … !”
Johan took out the remaining Long-distance movement from his arms, and Ishak and Henry ran to me.
“You have to run away. It will start to fall apart from here. hurry!"
bang!
A large hall was built around the Pope's body.
Those around him disappeared without a trace.
John hurriedly tore the Long-distance movement.
A dazzling light enveloped the Allied Forces.
When I opened my eyes again, it was a shopping street.
“Young Lady!”
“Dubleed Ball!”
People inside the shopping district barrier ran towards us.
Among them was the emperor, and I quickly told him.
“Abandon the system and move to the capital. Order the people to move immediately!”
"what?"
“The Neriad will devour the world.”
The nobles shouted like a seizure.
“How can you leave the capital and run away!”
Ishak also shouted.
“Then you’re going to be swept away by the collapse and die?!”
said Madame Camilla.
“It will take time for the people to pack up.”
“I don't have time to pack up. You have to run away as quickly as possible. I don't know how long Serga will be able to stop Neriad."
“Is it possible to live outside the system?”
“… … I want to buy time. Time to come up with a solution.”
The emperor staggered and grabbed his forehead.
“It doesn’t even seem like there is a way.”
“… … .”
The nobility gathered together asked.
"Can't God Serga save us?"
The power of God is strengthened through the belief of humans.
Just because Neriad lost faith and weakened, it does not mean that Serga absorbed the faith and became stronger.
Of course, there was a small religion that believed in Serga, which made it stronger than before.
How many people truly believe when they say to the people, 'Trust Serga!'
But it was then.
tuk.
A book fell from the bosom of the fake Trigon who had moved with him.
“What, what? I never put anything like that.”
“… … ?”
"is not it. did I put Ah… … Yes, it looks like I put it in.”
He suddenly became dazed and muttered. As if a new scene had been inserted into the memory.
I narrowed my brow and picked up the book.
‘What the hell is this?’
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