Chapter Index

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    Edanant.

    I’m sorry, Edanant.

    The miserable and foolish woman shed tears and repented until the last moment.

    why-.

    Why on earth did I desperately hope for forgiveness?

    No matter how earnestly I said it, there was no way it would be heard by the person seeking forgiveness. Nevertheless, the miserable and foolish woman fell into an eternal sleep, leaving behind only fleeting sobs until the end.

    can not understand.

    Even though I rewound the memories of that woman accumulated in my mind over and over again.

    Vellus hair. respect. regret. guilty.

    It was a totality of emotions too complex for a newborn monster to understand.

    Edanand von Hohenberg.

    Is that man really that important?

    Enough to recite your name with your frozen lips trembling?

    In order to become a pure white saint loved by everyone, it was necessary to understand the sad feelings that remained like a residual fire in her heart. Only by understanding those feelings will you be able to become a pure white saint.

    Edanant.

    What kind of being is he?

    Need to check.

    I had to confront the stranger who came from outside and see what kind of being he was.

    Only then-.

    It had to be that way.

    * * *

    Cheolpuk-.

    Black, dead blood poured out.

    The monster looking at him felt a flood of emotions that made his heart tremble.

    sick.

    As if pricked by a sharp awl.

    Why?

    I made it like that.

    denied me How dare you criticize me as a ‘mutant’?

    It’s natural karma.

    You deserve to writh in pain while bleeding.

    The monster with flowing white hair stared at Edanant, its thin shoulders shaking. Even though I insisted on the legitimacy of my actions as if I was brainwashing myself, the pitiful trembling feeling could not be easily calmed down.

    -It really hurts so bad.

    “… Step back. Edanant can’t beat me. Next time, I will really kill you.”

    It’s not a lie.

    It wasn’t even a trick.

    The power of the spirit fused with the ash of death could kill even a god.

    It takes a life.

    Although it is a very monotonous and simple ability, its lethality is certain.

    As if to prove it, he immediately drove Edanant to the brink of death. If the command of instant death had succeeded, Edanant would have become a guest of immortality.

    – Bring Beatrice back. Now don’t say it twice.

    Edanant warned while wiping away the blood that was dripping down.

    I won’t back down.

    Even though I almost lost my life to the hands of death.

    Even in a precarious situation facing hopeless odds, he just wants Beatrice back. I felt such deep anger that my mind became distant at Edanant’s consistent behavior.

    “I told you I was Beatrice! Why do you keep insisting?”

    -stubborn? I think it is a natural assertion.

    “She’s just a foolish woman who chose her own destruction. You know Edanant too, right? He was an incompetent, stupid and coward, and with an unnecessary sacrifice, he brought destruction not only to himself but also to the men who loved him!”

    -… … .

    That is correct.

    Beatrice chose her own destruction.

    To prevent the end of the world,

    In order to restore the gray world to its original state, he summoned the evil of death.

    It is only the result of causal retribution.

    Didn’t Maximilian, who remained until the end, try to accept the fate of causal retribution by using his life force to permanently isolate the Demon King? All of his colleagues who had been reduced to cursed beings must have felt the same way as Maximilian.

    -What I want is a world with stupid and ignorant people. Even if the gray of the finale disappears and the world returns to its original state… I can’t do it without them. It’s meaningless.

    “… … .”

    – Bring them back. And all we have to do is prevent the end of the world again.

    “… It’s sophistry.”

    This is an absurd rant.

    It would have been nice if the sacrifices of the lovers had been accepted calmly.

    If the saint’s party is freed from the curse of misfortune, the end of the world, which had been decided to postpone, will move again. Edanant’s actions were nothing more than a selfish act of foolishness aimed at putting the world in crisis again.

    However, the monster implicitly felt envious of Edanant’s actions.

    -You can never be Beatrice.

    “Shut up… !”

    Edanant declared and took a step forward.

    The monster expressed its anger by distorting its beautiful face.

    -There is only one Beatrice in the world.

    “It doesn’t matter. Because Beatrice is already dead. If he’s still alive, I can kill him.

    Kwaaang-!!

    Blah blah blah.

    The intensity of the war exploded.

    At the same time, the giant wrapped in a frost storm moved.

    The fruitless questions and answers are over.

    Now the only option left is to subdue the opponent through force.

    As the barrage was fired, the Ashes of Death, who were guarding the monster, stretched out both hands to block it. Next, the Ashes of Death threatened Edanant, swinging their fists covered in frost storms.

    * * *

    The evil and evil giant, who combined the appearance and abilities of the devil and the undead, was a powder that symbolized the misfortune of death.

    Not the main body.

    But it was extremely close to the main body.

    Even though it was in an incomplete form with only the upper body summoned, it was enough to threaten Edanant. He swung a spear forged from cold while spitting out a frost storm that seemed to freeze even the space.

    Kwagwagwagwagwa-.

    Each time the sharp tip of the spear struck, a wide crack appeared. And the crack exploded, shooting out sharp ice.

    If it touches you, it’s over.

    It had the power to trap targets who were cut or pierced by a spear in an ice hell.

    Are you planning to stuff me?

    If the blow is allowed to happen, it will be kept as an ice sculpture for the rest of its life.

    -But it doesn’t work that way.

    Fire spewed out.

    Surface-to-air missiles mounted on launchers flew in at once.

    There is only one target -.

    It is the ashes of death that guard the monster.

    Surface-to-air missiles flew across the fierce frost storm and struck down the ash of death. At the same time, the pointed warhead that succeeded in penetrating exploded, inflicting severe damage.

    Couuung.

    One shoulder and arm fell.

    And numerous cracks appeared in the massive body, as if it was about to be crushed at any moment.

    『Nothing except me is allowed to flow. Everyone stop.』

    Ice chunks pouring down,

    The loud roar that resulted,

    Even the surface-to-air missiles that were coming from the launch pad all stopped in an instant.

    The words caught the time.

    Even the flow of space showed its powerlessness against the power of words.

    This is inherently impossible.

    The scope of influence of words was limited to objects with a clear shape.

    The power of words and spirits, integrated with the evil of death, has come to bind even time and space. Edanant, who had maintained his sanity in a world that had stopped for an instant, expressed astonishment at the sight before his eyes.

    『Fly away.』

    Tuhwaaang!!

    The power of the verbal spirit with physical force exploded.

    In a world where time had stopped, Edanant, who was allowed to attack, was sent flying backwards at the same time as a strong explosion sound.

    I rolled on the floor several times.

    Because it was still in a suspended state, it was impossible to fail.

    So Edenant had to be pinned against the wall, defenseless, like a rotten tree.

    -It’s not enough to just use objects, now time has stopped? Such a damn word… !

    “Cough, Cough… !”

    I gritted my teeth and raised my head.

    The sight of a monster coughing along with blood came into view.

    The statement caused a backlash.

    This is because it went beyond the laws of physics and violated the laws of the world.

    He groaned in pain and vomited out blood while clutching the back of his neck. Even the power of words with an infinite range seemed to have clear limits.

    -stop. If you keep using it too much, your throat will be damaged.

    “Why are you worried about me… ? Edanant, weren’t you planning on killing me?

    -That’s right. There is a degree to being crazy. Worrying about your safety against the enemy?

    “… … .”

    I can’t hate you.

    No matter how much it hurt me, I couldn’t truly hate it.

    love is poison

    And it was a curse that weakened the heart infinitely.

    Is there some remnants of that woman who fell into eternal sleep remaining in my heart? A faint smile spread across his blood-stained mouth.

    “Beat me, Edanant. Or she will never wake up.”

    The chill of death surged.

    The black frost wind that enveloped my entire body soon turned into full-body armor and scattered all over my body.

    Armor of fortune.

    It was very similar to the full body armor deployed by Edanant.

    It’s probably full-body armor that imitates Edanant’s technology. Aside from the fact that its appearance emphasized the woman’s slender body, it was practically a replica.

    -okay.

    Edanant took a step forward, stretching out his grip.

    As if to express his will, a torrent of dark red surged and enveloped Edanant.

    A girl appeared.

    The girl who appeared behind Edanant stretched out her hand and lent her strength.

    The identity of the girl with flowing red hair was the disaster of war. Since it did not materialize, it was in a state similar to that of a spirit, but it cooperated with Edanant to use its full power by wrapping both hands around Edanant’s neck.

    Win.

    War whispered.

    In response, Edanant brought out his utmost divinity.

    ─────!!!

    No further conversation was necessary.

    Just bumping into each other.

    In order to save the saint, they swung their godheads at each other in the hopes of becoming that saint themselves.

    War. death.

    A dark red torrent and a jet-black frost storm collided, shaking the Demon King’s castle.

    Numerous weapons appeared, but this time they were destroyed by the power of the ghost. Nevertheless, the disaster of war showed the madness of mobilizing almost countless weapons as if the limitations had been completely lifted.

    Iron blood.

    The feast of guns and cannons formed in a dark red torrent was reminiscent of iron made of blood.

    The monster’s beautiful face, which had shown a relaxed appearance as it freely manipulated the power of words and the divinity of death, gradually became more urgent. This is because the bombardment offensive continued to amplify and began to increase in scale.

    Amplification.

    A special power possessed by the fortune of war.

    The power that grows stronger through repeated amplification will soon devour even death.

    “I don’t leave it like that. 『Stand up, power of death that destroys all life in the universe.』”

    Kuddeuddeuk.

    When the monster beckoned, the ashes of death, which were in a half-destructive state, revived by creating a giant body.

    All wounds have recovered.

    Not only that, the ferocious and evil giant, who had only an upper body, gained a lower body.

    The giant of death stood tall and stretched out both hands. Then, a great sword of cold, large enough to cut through the Demon King’s castle, was given into the giant’s hands.

    That sword is dangerous.

    If you make a mistake, you could be hit by a blow.

    Edanant, who was staring at the battlefield amidst the dark red torrent, expressed embarrassment.

    “Edanant!!”

    When the conflict of war and death was reaching its climax,

    A woman’s shrill scream rang out.

    A dark red torrent. A pitch-black frost storm.

    In an imminent situation where the outcome of the battle seemed to be decided in an instant, a variable that could bring about new possibilities flew in.

    Elizabeth.

    The Empire’s 3rd princess appeared, escorted by archmages.

    Kuung-.

    An unusual event occurred with the appearance of a villainess.

    The giant of death, who seemed ready to strike with his great sword at any moment, retreated as if to bow. Shock spread across the monster’s beautiful face at such a sudden change.

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