Chapter 260
✠Inferinos was not exactly lied to.
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It is absolutely unacceptable for the First Apostle of the Incantation Cult to be afflicted by an Incantation skill. Resistance to Incantation skills increases by 200%.]And received divine protection.
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If you summarize the above three points, isn’t it sufficient to simply say that mental strength was enhanced?
Of course, all these things are merely supplementary aids. My will naturally had to be the main pillar in regaining consciousness.
My desperate will to resist and live overflowed naturally.
‘If I die, Tesillid dies too.’
This time too, he must have activated the Bond of Protection. Prepared to offer his own neck in place of mine.
When that thought crossed my mind, I couldn’t help but snap to attention.
I confronted Inferinos, maintaining a distance of about ten steps. I adjusted my stance and re-gripped Holy Scythe Librilly.
The light of aura climbed up from the scythe blade resting on the ground.
Currently, I was in a Divine Descent state, having achieved the realms of an Aura Master and the 9th Divine Power Tier. There was a change in the quality of my aura.
The clear and holy aura enveloping Holy Scythe Librilly was the Divine Aura, which had been Tesillid’s exclusive property.
This fight, it’s worth it.
‘I’ll win.’
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I channeled the super strength into my limbs and kicked off the ground as if taking a running start.
A crater formed where I had just stood, and explosive speed imbued my legs.
Seeing me approach, Inferinos hastily extended a hand forward.
<It’s a King’s Order! Kneel!>
“It’s useless. I paid up.”
Now, Inferinos’s Demon King’s Word dared not infringe upon my body’s control.
I broke through the straight path, stacking skills. I donned an armor of invincibility and sang a hymn requesting divine blessing.
Now, it’s time to summon the army I command.
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Dozens of aura blades materialized in the air.
Swords of light, imbued with formidable power, blossomed splendidly to my left and right.
I charged forward, leading the army of swords. To counter me, Inferinos extended her dark blue hair long.
Her hair, like a swarm of starving snakes, writhed and fiercely surged towards me.
However, her hair’s attack trajectory was altered by my aura blades.
Now five steps ahead.
Approaching Inferinos, who wouldn’t allow her territory to be breached, became a critical point from then on.
I requested a revelation about the battle from the gods and simultaneously stacked breakthrough skills.
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I resumed my approach, breaking through the defensive line. Four steps, three steps, and…
“Inferinos!”
<…!>
I called out the enemy’s true name like a battle cry and took a step forward.
Finally, two steps ahead. Inferinos entered the range of my attack.
My body, already enveloped in a dozen skills, had every blood vessel throbbing.
I hammered in one more skill here.
This is the last one.
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At this moment, martial arts that had reached their peak imbued my body.
Movements akin to the pinnacle of fluidity unfolded as naturally as breathing. I danced, freely interchanging Holy Scythe Librilly’s scythe and sword forms.
While I repeatedly advanced and retreated, Inferinos also wielded her hair with formidable power, pulling me in and shaking me off.
The Coliseum’s ballroom. Here, the one defending the throne and the one attempting to seize it dance together.
<How utterly unpleasant!>
Yet, her red eyes were excited as if in ecstasy, despite the increasing number of wounds on her body.
Both she and I intuitively knew. That the scales of victory were gradually tipping.
[‘Voice-Spirit that Constructs the World’ warns that there is not much time left.]
The light of destruction scattered by Inferinos and me. Even amidst the retinal-burning brightness, our gazes met.
Each of us, sensing something, adjusted our stances.
<Hooah.>
With Inferinos’s large inhale, all the demonic energy from the surroundings was sucked into her.
The next moment, the condensed demonic energy exploded, shaking the ground and sky.
Kwar-reureureung!
Her dark blue hair spread wide as if to engulf the world. They stretched from all directions to swallow me.
It was as if a fully bloomed flower was turning back time, retracting into a bud.
Chulkeok.
I didn’t stop my approach, positioning Holy Scythe Librilly’s vertical axis to face forward. Its sharp tip gleamed towards Inferinos.
I concentrated power capable of grinding mountains and evaporating lakes into a single point.
Just by the momentum of thrusting Holy Scythe Librilly forward, a whirlwind spread behind me like multiple pairs of wings.
Finally, the moment my body was swallowed by the blue cannibalistic flower.
I slammed a strike, no different from a Light Siege Ram, into the enemy.
“Inferinooosss!”
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Kwakwang!
A flash of light pierced Inferinos.
It tore apart the mighty demonic energy, ruthlessly crushed her high-ranking status, and ultimately shattered the enemy’s physical body.
The sensation of penetration transmitted through both arms. This was real.
The circular shockwave, transmitted through the medium, ground the Coliseum into fragments.
Even my two legs, strengthened to stand firm like Mount Tai, scraped the ground and were pushed back by the recoil.
The flickering light in my vision had settled. Amidst the scattered dust of light, like fireflies, my sight returned to normal.
My nemesis appeared in the center of my vision.
“……”
Inferinos, pierced by Holy Scythe Librilly.
She was slowly breaking apart and disappearing.
“Aillet Rodelain.”
Her voice, which had returned to normal, echoed in my ears.
“I acknowledge you.”
“……”
Chang-geurang!
The winds of the battlefield swept away her body, like shards of broken glass.
It was a noble death, befitting a king.
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My whole body felt hot.
The red embers filling the air seemed like the remnants of heat expelled from my breath.
Standing in the middle of the battlefield, I waited for my violently throbbing heart to calm.✠Even after the battle ended, the subjugation force couldn’t breathe for a long time.
The overwhelming martial prowess displayed by the Holy Saint. It was as if a deity had directly manifested, befitting the name Dance of the Heavens Beyond Heavens.
The Vanguard of the End Times ultimately defeated the Demon King and remained the final victor.
Her shimmering silver hair streamed long like a banner of victory. It was a sight that could only inspire awe.
“Her Holiness the Holy Saint…”
“She did it, she did it. She defeated the Demon King!”
“We’re alive…! We’re alive…!”
“Her Holiness the Holy Saint won! It’s our victory!”
Waaah, cheers erupted, shaking the heavens.
The joy of victory also led to praise for the deity who sent her to the earth and the spread of faith.
The Incantation Cult showed signs of expanding its influence.
“Ail…”
Tesillid, tied in the VIP section, closed his eyes with a faint smile of relief.
The Holy-Demonic Sword, floating in the air, slowly descended to the ground.
The sword still maintained its impressive form with a white blade and a blue square gem.
Despite his grim resolve to become evil to protect good, the need for a demonic sword did not arise.
Indeed, she was his Aillet Rodelain.
She always manages to achieve her goals through her own strength alone.
Her actions contrasted with his own past. She was different from him, who despaired due to a lack of power and whose choices, thought to be the best, always led to the worst outcomes.
Then she wouldn’t be tainted by darkness like him. She would surely remain good until the very end.
Just being by her side, he felt as if the failed timelines he had experienced during his good days were being healed.
So.
He wished to watch her save the world in her own way.
He ended up reverting to his good self, who desired the world’s salvation.
Even if it meant walking a somewhat difficult and arduous path, he wanted to be someone worthy of her.
The repentant sinner wished so.
…However, he had momentarily forgotten.
That his deity had always answered his wishes in a sadistic manner.
This time was no exception.
“Ugh!”
Aillet, who had been standing gracefully in the middle of the battlefield, suddenly bent at the waist.
“…Ail?”
Tesillid’s eyes and voice trembled as he looked at her.
He tried to instinctively sit up, but for some reason, the spectator seats didn’t release him even after the duel ended.
As if something more remained.
Or, as if this was the true beginning.
An ominous premonition flashed in his sea-colored eyes.
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