Chapter 163: Final Chapter – 3

Chapter 163: Final Chapter – 3

The god moves, and with it… the world moves as he commands.

The absolute command of the Creator.

At that command… the world, twisted and serving the Creator’s infinite malice, sweeps over the creatures who dared to defy the god.

……While faintly, but clearly, resisting that command as much as possible with its own will.

“Fall, and plummet.”

At the god’s words, the ground collapses.

And… the abyss reveals itself.

A sight that makes one wonder if this is hell, as described in the scriptures, is revealed.

However, no one falls into that abyss… but pain crosses the faces of all the adversaries who rebelled against the god.

They each don divinity and resist the abyss that suddenly appeared from the ground… but ultimately, there will be a limit.

Just as the god was enjoying the sight of the adversaries struggling to endure, something unexpected happened.

“…Restore it. So they don’t fall.”

A request from a young voice, contrasting with the god’s imperious command.

However… at those words, the abyss once again hides itself, and the ground rises.

The divinity that the world itself acknowledged and gifted. The owner of that divinity speaks to the world.

Please close the abyss created by the god.

And the world…… obeyed those words, just as it had done for the god.

This time, unlike with the god, willingly.

“…Ha. How troublesome. To possess divinity.”

“You cannot suppress us with your authority over the world.”

“It was an expected outcome that it wouldn’t be so easy. I was just planning to wear down some of your strength…… It seems you possess true divinity, not some fake divinity you pulled from somewhere.”

At the same time, the god extends a hand. Something ineffable, incomprehensible, yet warning on an instinctual level, flies towards them.

Not mana, not magic, not divine power… but something with pure physical force.

However… that attack is blocked by the Knight Commander’s sword strike.

Wielding divinity on her sword, she directly steps forward and parries all incoming attacks.

A clean defense that doesn’t even require the other adversaries or the girl to step forward directly.

At the same time… it was a defense that was too fast and strong for other adversaries to block and counter, requiring overwhelming physical ability and experience.

Perhaps the girl could manage, but it was too much for the adversaries, each with different specialties, to block that.

At best, the combination of the Hero and the Holy Sword might be able to hold that position for a moment.

And… the girl, who was watching this, took something out from her pocket.

…It was a dazzlingly bright potion.

And, once again, words imbued with divinity echoed through the world.

“Bring forth a sanctuary.”

With that… heaven and earth moved, and something rose.

A sanctuary for creatures bloomed beneath the god’s feet.

It was a contradictory sanctuary, where the god was an uninvited guest…… but here, the only sacred beings were the creatures, not the Creator.

The liquid in the glass bottle the girl held completely disappeared, leaving only a complete sanctuary in its place.

The sanctuary, which bloomed so dazzlingly and beautifully, had an alluring charm in itself… but there was a more important point.

Within the sanctuary, sacred beings, the creatures, could rise endlessly.

The Knight Commander’s armor is pierced.

Nevertheless, the Knight Commander’s sword blocks the god’s attack.

Her leg is pierced.

Nevertheless, she blocks the god’s attack again.

Her arm is attacked.

Nevertheless…… she continues to block the attacks.

The attacks continue, but the Knight Commander does not fall.

Even if her arm was severed, and her heart pierced…… the unfolded sanctuary made all that pain, wounds, and injuries as if they never existed.

Countless sword trajectories flashed and were etched, and accordingly, the god’s endlessly pouring attacks were shattered.

The trajectory left by the Knight Commander, moving ceaselessly and continuously… was like light.

At that sight, the god gestures again.

This time, endless, irrational things pour forth.

Things that existed or were destined to exist in the world rise from the ground and rush indiscriminately at the Knight Commander.

What blocked the rampage of souls, targeting only one person, was a wall made of divine power, exuding nobility and holiness.

Because the divine magic, manifested by the divine arts of another, by a believer who was once more devout than anyone, was not something souls could easily overcome.

Moreover…… even more so if the nature of the divine art being wielded had changed to be deeply related to souls.

“Wow… they’re swarming like crazy, aren’t they?”

“…If their numbers increase, there will be a limit to holding them back.”

“Oh, don’t worry? I might be a bit weak at beating up one guy, but……”

A brief conversation among the adversaries.

The next moment, a light so bright it was hard to open one’s eyes spread out.

What was revealed after the light receded… were souls burning and disappearing.

After the blazing light that annihilated everything swept through, all that remained on the land were the burning, suffering fuel, and the blazing light greedily devouring that fuel.

“Sweeping everything is my specialty.”

“Alright, we’ll do this… Hero! Assist the Knight Commander!”

“…Ah, alright!”

The Saintess, who wielded divine power with properties related to souls, and conversely, the Knight Commander and the Mercenary Captain, who wielded divine power specialized in enhancing physical abilities.

Furthermore, in front of the Hero, the owner of the Holy Sword imbued with self and wisdom—even if her divine art skills were inferior to theirs—the god’s attacks gradually lost their power.

Compared to the god’s divinity, which was just divinity… the girl’s divinity had various forms, and the adversaries each wielded the divinity that suited them best.

That’s why…… the Knight Commander and the Hero could block the god’s attacks, and the Saintess and the Mercenary Captain could deal with the irrational souls summoned by the god.

“……So, you’re blocking it? If so…”

A sneer appeared on the god’s lips as he watched them for a moment.

At the same time… the future timelines twisted.

Into a world where only futures of successful blocking existed… the god arbitrarily inserted futures where the adversaries suddenly collapsed.

And, little by little, but clearly, he nurtured that future.

Plausibility? Inevitability? Such rules are largely ignored in the face of an absolute Creator.

Futures where the adversaries suffer damage and die, such as the ground suddenly collapsing and an unusually strong soul attempting a mutual kill, are inserted by the god.

However……

“That one, that one, and aim there!”

“…Are you sure?”

“Quickly!”

No matter how much the future is altered, and even if futures are inserted according to one’s will without being inevitable…

If one observes that future and grasps all its origins.

Even if futures are inserted, when all their foundations disappear… can such a future still come to pass?

“Correct the twisted future.”

“……! You, you again!!”

“And… block interference with the timeline.”

And, the god was not the only being with divinity capable of twisting the future.

As the Prophet observed the future, the Demon King shattered it, and the girl blocked another alteration of the future, the twisted future stabilized.

Still, strange and wrong futures bloomed by the god, but the Prophet and the Demon King corrected all those distortions.

Before the Prophet who saw all futures, and the Demon King, a being created solely to reign and destroy, the cornerstones for twisting the future were annihilated moment by moment.

Thus…… the attacks directly wielded by the god were blocked by the Knight Commander, and the Hero and Holy Sword who had joined to cover her back.

The irrational souls directly summoned by the god were dealt with by the Saintess and the Mercenary Captain.

Finally… even the futures inserted to collapse them were shattered by the Prophet and the Demon King.

Even the world, which always obeyed his commands, obeyed the girl’s words better today, embracing her divinity more.

A clearly wrong situation, and a situation that should not exist.

In such a situation… the god wielded divinity indiscriminately.

Space was severed.

Time was severed.

The world was severed.

Gradually, everything was severed and collapsed.

……But even with such severing and collapsing, the adversaries wielding the girl’s divinity were not directly harmed.

It was an unchangeable fact, as long as divinity dwelled in the girl’s body.

Therefore, the god decided.

He gathered all the remaining divinity within himself and created another, very small world within the world.

A world where truth, reason, and law could all be bent to his will, a world where his absolute authority was the reason and truth.

It wasn’t a proper world… and it couldn’t last, but it had one purpose.

Floating the distorted world, condensed into a small sphere, in his hand, the god glared at the girl.

The adversaries were fighting well, blocking the god’s attacks, but only to the extent of blocking attacks created by the god.

However… this time, the god was preparing to attack, using the distorted world condensed in his hand as a weapon.

And the girl, seeing this, also gripped her Holy Sword, preparing for the clash.

“……It seems they’re going to fight over there.”

*’…It seems so.’*

“Shouldn’t we… help?”

*’…No, that is a battle of divine beings that transcends our limits. We will focus on these attacks that this “god” fellow left behind.’*

After those words, each adversary, after seeing the girl for the last time, once again began to block what they had to block.

The souls, much more violent after the god gathered and condensed his divinity, the intensified attacks flying towards the Knight Commander and the Hero, and the even faster twisting futures.

They left the battle of the gods entirely to the girl… and they themselves began to do what was before them.

Because the moment one of them fell or failed, the balance would break, and the god, inevitably gaining an opening, would seize victory.

…Still, the adversaries were creatures, and the god was the Creator, so they, the creatures, were at a disadvantage.

***

“……In the end, it’s just the two of us.”

“Yes… it’s a confrontation between you, who dared to disturb my world, and me, the absolute being of this world. I admit it. You are something more than a mere creature.”

With those words, the distorted world condensed in the god’s hand was shot forth.

Leaving a trajectory as black as pitch.

At the same time, the god’s body moved directly, and ineffable attacks surged forth.

“Therefore… now, you will abandon that divinity and perish.”

“…Man, you talk a lot of shit.”

The girl, who had been gazing at the attack for a moment, gripped her Holy Sword.

And, with a clear sound, a flash of light shot forth.

Pitch black and brilliant light intersected.