Ch.244Messing with the NPC That Shouldn’t Be Messed With (2)

I have no intention of reviving her as a ghoul. If I wanted to bring her back as some undead, I wouldn’t need to use a power like this—I could do it with a snap of my fingers. What I want is for this child to come back to life as she was.

And.

-CRACKLE!!

“Yes, I figured you’d respond like that.”

I’m breaking the taboo of reviving the dead. Especially since she’s called a saint, one of God’s creations, I expected interference.

Lightning suddenly begins to spark around the heart where I’m channeling my power. An impossible divine energy, one that shouldn’t manifest, starts flowing out. Ha, you bastard.

“When your daughter was dying, you wouldn’t share even a mouse-testicle’s worth of divine power, but now that she might live again, you interfere? And you call yourselves gods?!”

[⎯⌖⌦⌫⌐⌄∀⊂]

“Fuck. What are you saying?!!”

“…Luxuria, who exactly are you talking to?”

“Someone. The most pathetic piece of shit in this world.”

After giving a casual answer to Jack, who can only move his mouth after having all his energy drained by me, I ignore the annoying text floating before my eyes and use my power as strongly as possible.

If you wanted to interfere, you should have done it before my power manifested. Get lost, this is my domain!!!

[⎯⎯!#!@!&!⎯⎯!…]

The noisy text floating before my eyes disappears, pushed away by my power, and even that rat-dick-sized divine energy quickly vanishes. And…

“As I thought. I can do this.”

Should I call this luck?

Ira’s heart. This seed, the source of all Ira’s divine power and life, is hilariously connecting almost perfectly with me right now.

Thanks to the recent battle, when she slammed all her divine power into me, a channel for divine energy opened in me that wasn’t there before.

And right now, Ira’s heart is empty. Which means.

“If I fill it with my demonic energy and all my power… ARGH?!!”

Pushing demonic energy through the thin channel that originally carried divine energy hurts more than I expected.

The sensation is like pushing too hard might tear it like a virgin’s hole, but pushing too weakly might let my power flow back out. Above all, the friction between the residual divine energy and my demonic energy is too intense…!!

Damn it. I’m a virgin, yet I’m doing this sex-like act with demonic energy first. What am I even doing? I’m a woman, for crying out loud?!!

But I have no intention of giving up. The man I’ve chosen is by my side, so the female I’ve chosen should be by my side too. Even if it means sacrificing the purity I’ve preserved until now for that supreme moment, I must have this girl even if it kills me!!!

And so, within my pink power, the process of implanting my power and demonic energy into Ira’s heart continued, while I couldn’t even answer Jack’s worried calls.

-THUD.

“Huff, huff, huff….”

“Lu, Luxuri… a?”

“…I, it’s. Done…”

When the work is finished, the tension releases and I fall to my knees, breathing roughly.

I succeeded in “birthing” her heart as a properly living human one, not making it into something rotten like a demon’s core or a zombie’s heart. Now, if I just put this back in and let my demonic energy flow…

-CRASH⎯⎯⎯⎯!!!

“What now…?!”

“…This fucker, seriously.”

My power’s domain cracks slightly. Probably the god trying to interfere with me using its “followers.”

“But it’s already too late.”

-PLUNGE.

When I put Ira’s heart back in, I can roughly tell how much time has passed. At least two hours. Her body, which had been lukewarm, was now almost ice-cold.

“Please, work.”

What I’m doing now is close to twisting my power. I’m forcibly pushing in life energy that comes from human desire to live and to leave offspring, to “birth” the dead Ira again. Because of this, even if successful, Ira probably won’t return as a saint. But.

“I don’t care about her being a saint. I like you for who you are…!”

I pour my demonic energy into her body. I reconnect all the torn muscles and blood vessels. My power is for birthing through reproduction, not healing, so healing isn’t part of my power’s nature. Despite failing several times as Ira’s body tears apart, I have no intention of giving up.

In truth, at this point, she’ll be half-demon, but with my exquisite technique, she’ll still remain half-human.

The only slight regret is that she’ll definitely be in a position similar to my subordinate…

-CRASH!!!

“Damn it…!!”

We’re almost there, just one step away. If I can just make Ira’s heart beat!!!

My power’s domain collapses, and disgusting gold-shining figures start to appear. Wait. Don’t tell me those are all saints?!

[Resurrection of the dead is forbidden.]

[Eliminate the demon defiling the saint.]

[Punish the demon defiling the sanctity of life.]

I can’t help but grimace at these beings speaking with voices that don’t seem human.

If I think about how Ira might have become just like these idiots. It’s utterly disgusting. With that feeling, I raise my empty hand toward the glowing women gradually breaking my power and open my mouth.

“Go suck God’s balls. You morons.”

As I raise my middle finger and sneer, they all start trying to throw their weapons through the broken holes.

Oh no! I thought they couldn’t get in before the power domain broke…!!

-THUMP, THUMP!

“It wor—!”

-THWACK!!!!!

“⎯?!!!”

“LUXURIA!!!”

Just as I feel Ira’s hot heart starting to beat again in response to my demonic energy, this time I become a pincushion.

＊

My thoughts froze as Luxuria became a skewer right before my eyes, pierced by all sorts of weapons.

‘What the hell is happening? Wasn’t Luxuria talking to “God”?!’

Luxuria, who charged in to revive the saint called the daughter chosen by God. And women glowing with divine power who threw weapons to stop her.

-COUGH.

Seeing her coughing blood just like Saint Ira who collapsed earlier, I forcibly moved my body, which had been powerless until now, and approached her…

-THWACK!!

[The demon has been eliminated.]

[Kill the resurrected being.]

[Erase the existence that disrupts the cycle.]

Before I could reach her. A spear pierced Luxuria’s head, and she stopped moving while kneeling.

And the women who threw those weapons began preparing to throw more weapons through the widening hole, this time aiming at the saint she was trying to revive, who had probably come back to life…

“…What the hell are you bitches doing!!!”

I kicked off the ground with all my might and drove my fist into the three glowing beasts.

I struck face, neck, and abdomen, breaking waists, breaking legs, and snapping arms that reached out to resist.

These bitches seemed surprised by my attack as if it were an impossible ambush, which raised questions, but that’s no reason to stop attacking.

Right now, my whole body is moving on its own due to anger, but with each punch and kick, I realize clearly that I can’t fight for more than a few more seconds with my slightly recovered strength.

I snatched the spear from the woman I was hitting and ran it through her face, pinning her to the ground. Then I made the axe swing from another woman collide with a weapon from an attacker on the opposite side, kicked her jaw upward, and pierced both her eyes with my fingers.

As she opened her mouth to scream at my attack, I shoved my fist into her maw, grabbed her tongue and ripped it out. The axe-wielder began to collapse backward, and I followed the recoil, changing the direction of the axe blade she was holding and chopping it down into her face.

And when the last glowing woman hesitated and backed away, seemingly shocked by my actions, I quickly closed the distance. A reflexive sword strike aimed directly at my neck, but I dodged it by just bending my waist and then kicked the flat of the blade.

She seemed surprised by my counterattack, saying something like “impossible,” but that’s what I want to say.

Isn’t this completely absurd? Your saint colleague died, and a demon is desperately trying to revive the saint, but what the hell are you doing?!

After kicking her empty abdomen with all my might, before she could fly away from my attack, I grabbed her shoulder and kneed her in the solar plexus, then kneed her face as it came down with her bent waist, and when I saw her lowering the arm holding the sword, I grabbed it and drove it deep into the area near her heart.

“Huff! Huff! Huff… That’s the end.”

-SWOOSH!!

“Shit…?!!”

Feeling a presence behind me suddenly, I twisted my body, and a spear pierced my ranger’s cloak. Turning my eyes to look behind, I could see that the woman I had turned into a face-skewer had pulled it out and was stabbing at me again.

And behind her, I could see the one with the axe embedded in her face trying to pull it out, leaving me unable to hide my bewilderment. Seriously, who’s the demon and who’s the saint here? From what I can see, you’re the undead…!!

I poured all my remaining strength into fighting the reviving saints, and then…

-STAB!!

“Ugh?!!”

A spear blade sprouted in my stomach too. Damn it, my strength!! If only I could avenge Luxuria at least…

-BOOM!!!!!

[!!!!]

The saint who had pierced my stomach with her spear was suddenly caught in a black explosion and vaporized, and I looked in the direction the attack had come from.

“You fucking bitch… cough. How dare you pierce my man’s belly? You’ll really die… cough…!!”

Luxuria was staggering to her feet with a broken spear in her face, an axe and sword protruding from her abdomen and chest, having attacked the saint, but.

“COUGH…!!”

“Lu, Luxuria…! Treatment!! You need to take the saint and escape to recover…!!”

“…Ah, haha. Sorry, but I don’t want to be trash who abandons her husband. And.”

[Eliminate the demon who destroyed the cycle…!!]

-BOOM!!!

“Cough… I don’t plan on becoming a widow on my wedding night either… oh.”

-THUD. CLANG!!

After blasting away the axe-woman who was charging at her with an explosion, Luxuria, seemingly unable to even stand anymore, fell to her knees forward, using the sword stuck in her stomach as a cane, and in the situation where everyone was down, only the enemy holding a sword remained, slowly approaching Luxuria.

That appearance doesn’t seem like one showing leisure or mercy. No matter how I look at it, she’s not letting her guard down even against the dying Luxuria.

Damn it, if only she would let her guard down…!!

“Hey, you fucking bitch!! Me!! I’m your opponent first!! Come here!!!”

-STEP, STEP.

The saint, ignoring me who had been stopped by the spear, approached Luxuria. I called out to her as if screaming, but she stood precisely and steadily in front of Luxuria without even turning her head.

[The demon who broke the taboo will be pun…]

-CRUNCH!!!

[?!!!]

With a sudden attack from behind, her head and body were separated, and she died.

“GROWL!!! CRUNCH!!”

“…Mi, Miho?”

-CRUNCH!! CRUNCH!!

The white tiger with bandages on her legs, my wife, the snow-white tiger, swallowed the head she had bitten off, and then, as if to be sure, ate the entire body of the fallen saint except for the arms and legs, then approached me in a reassuring manner.

“…Miho, I told you not to come. Why did you come?”

“Growl, growl.♥”

After stroking Miho’s head as she immediately began licking the blood from my stomach, I leaned on her back as a cane and approached Luxuria.

The broken spear still remained in her head, and an axe and sword were still embedded in her abdomen. Instant death for a human.

“Luxuria. Are you alive?”

“…No.”

As Luxuria lifted her head to look at me and smiled broadly, I couldn’t help but smile too. And she immediately moved her mouth to say…

“But this is probably fatal? Cough.”

“…What?”

“…The weapons stuck in my body are all divine energy masses. I used almost all my strength to save Ira, so I don’t think I can recover.”

“Wh-what…? Th-then, don’t tell me. That attack earlier…!!”

“…Haha, that was just squeezing out what I had left. If I use even my lifespan, I can produce that much power, being one of the Seven Deadly Sins after all.”

“Th-then.”

“Ah. To think I’d die on my wedding day. … Sniff. How can this be…”

Her golden eyes well up, and blood tears begin to flow, blurring my vision too. Ah, ahhh…!!!

“Luxuriaaaa…!!”

“…Sob, Jaaack!!”

In the end, on the day we were united, we only shed tears.