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A brilliant light gathers in Glenn’s grasp and travels up the sword. The divinity that overflowed like a swollen lake was also intensely contained in the blood dripping from his hands.

Enchantment, sword skills, and more advanced sword skills. All of them bring light to the sword. But that alone is not enough to harm an apostle.

Difference in rank.

Something like a kind of law. It’s just a simple rule.

Low-ranking humans cannot harm God, and anything borrowed from humans cannot harm the apostles, who are no different from God’s alter ego.

The same goes for borrowed divinity.

For the Paladins, it is to borrow the power of God for a while, and in the end, the nature of the low rank does not change.

…There is no way it will change.

“…”

Jagannatha stared at the light on the sword. The gaze was sharp, but the essence of light could not be properly grasped.

No, you may have already figured it out.

It’s just that I’m forcing it from somewhere in my heart.

‘Probably not. Probably not. ‘How can a person who doesn’t even hold a holy sword?’

It is not a level that a mere human can achieve. In this way, Jagannatha denied it countless times. However, in the end, I will admit it.

‘no way…’

The idea of Jagannatha is shaken. His five senses were screaming at him not to be stubborn anymore.

The skin touched by the emitted light, the sparks flying, the divinity so dazzling that it is difficult to face it properly.

And, the experience of facing the past first-hand serves as a warning to Jagannatha.

A woman who spread brilliant light. The last time I saw her, she was full of anger and spewing out violence. The display of anger without any sense of sublimity was like a disaster described in myth.

It splits the sky, shatters the earth, and turns heaven and earth upside down. Its majesty proudly revealed that even the apostles who spread the gospel of the Lord were mere creatures.

godhead.

“…I can no longer call you human.”

Jagannatha finally admits it obediently. I don’t know the reason, but Glenn Frien has become a god and is capable of destroying the Apostles.

Good luck!

A black flame rose above Jagannatha’s neck. As if replacing a head and face that did not exist, black flames formed a pillar of fire and emitted an absurd amount of heat. And an arm like an iron skewer pulled a long sword out of the flames.

The twisted figure did not look like a sword. However, the thorn-like blade made it exist as a sword.

[Oros]

The sword created from all the negativity in the world was filled with darkness. The headless angel is ready to bring God’s punishment upon the earth.

Grumbling-

A slash filled with disaster struck. The world that represented destruction collapsed, and the space through which the sword passed was erased. Glenn countered with the sword of light.

Flash-

Power and authority clash. Where violence touched, destruction fell. Instead of sparks, transcendental light exploded, and instead of a storm, destruction created a mess around the surroundings.

But that’s only for a moment. The difference between the two was clearly revealed.

Jagannatha is ultimately an apostle. No matter how much he was an alter ego of God, there was an irreversible difference in status between him and Glenn, who ascended to godhood on his own.

Kwasik!

A crack appeared in the magic sword. Glenn took a light step forward. That was all, but Jagannatha was pushed back in an instant.

Kwazijic! The sword that could not hold up was cruelly broken.

At the moment of recognition, there was no escape, and the headless angel was exposed to a barrage of slashes coming down with fierce force.

Jagannatha hurriedly raised his arms.

The sacred sword touched the darkness like an iron skewer.

Crumbling!

Thunder rumbled in the space where the sword passed.

A sword with teeth here and there was not suitable for the act of cutting, but since it had ascended to godhood, its form did not matter. As long as Glenn decides to cut, the apostle’s body will be torn to pieces.

Suddenly!

The apostle’s arm was cut off. It cannot maintain its shape and falls off.

Glenn doesn’t stop there. The goal is the complete annihilation of the apostles. The moment I infused my whole body with strength to swing the sword again.

“Wow…”

The blood that poured out wetted the underside of my chin. His status has risen to a high level, but his body has not been able to keep up.

It was no wonder that the body, which was already at its limit, collapsed immediately, and the dantian that had been squeezed in a desiccated state had already broken long ago.

However, Glenn’s sword did not stop.

Grumble!

A ray of light is drawn across the pitch-black body. A sacred flame spreads from the beam of light.

“Ah, ah…”

Jagannatha felt a burning sensation. The name of the unfamiliar sensation was pain, but the black ring above my head danced with joy.

“Huh, huh.”

It was a laugh that was like a sob.

The pain of my body burning alive ate away at my essence, but the joy I suddenly felt was greater than the pain.

“…”

The line from shoulder to thigh was slipping. Tentacle-like darkness erupts from the body and attempts to repair the body, but is often burned down by flames and reduced to ashes.

Clap!

The body fell, unable to withstand the force of the fall. Jagannatha looked up at the man who looked like he was about to collapse on the ground, which had already turned to ashes.

The shining golden eyes blinked as if they were blinking, and the dull reddish-brown hair had turned white and did not look like it belonged to a living person.

It seems strange even if he dies right away.

Then there was a loud, exploding sound. This wasn’t from Glenn.

“…Why are you smiling?”

Glenn parted his chapped lips. The angel had no head, so he couldn’t tell what kind of face it was making, but Glenn immediately felt that the sound of the wind coming out sounded like laughter.

“Because it’s fun.”

Jagannatha said as he felt his body breaking. I thought he had lost his mind at the sudden arrival of death, but his trembling voice denied him.

“The Lord created a road companion. Thanks to you, the road to the underworld won’t be lonely.”

“I see.”

Glenn struck down the light that had not yet gone out.

Crispy!

Pop! Crispy!

As if his work was not yet finished, he mercilessly struck the apostle’s body, which was beginning to break apart.

“What about Comrade Gil? If you want to go, go first.”

His hands were shaking, as if he had already started to lose strength, but he continued to pound Jaganata into powder without stopping.

thud!

Only when there was nothing left to break did Glenn stop. Even when he appeared like that, even the fragments he was holding in his hand turned into powder and disappeared.

“…I’m exhausted.”

Glenn knelt on the ruins that could no longer be called a meadow. Even though his whole body didn’t have any strength, his heart was pounding as if it was going to explode at any moment and he was wasting his mental strength.

Pajik! There was an ugly crack in the sword that was supporting the body. The sword he had swung for half his life slowly crumbled and crumbled, as if it knew when to sharpen.

Glenn’s body slumped forward. He looked at the horizon with red, bloodshot eyes.

There was nothing in the endless grassland.

“…He’s not coming.”

Glenn spoke softly and chuckled. Was the battle too short? Still, we fought quite loudly, but no one came this way.

‘…I’m sad that I’m going to die alone.’

I confidently told the apostle that I was glad I had died alone, but as my body grew cold and my head boiled with heat, I unconsciously became weak.

“Still, I wanted to make a last wish.”

ha-

I let out a sigh, but what echoed in my ears was the sound of the wind escaping. Glenn couldn’t tell if his neck was damaged or if his ears weren’t functioning properly.

‘…It’s a lonely death.’

Finally, even the strength to open my lips disappears. A feeling of exhaustion came over my entire body, and my eyes slowly closed.

The moment I accepted death like that.

Whoa!

I felt a bright light beyond my eyelids.

‘…what?’

Glenn shivered at the sudden feeling of warm energy. The energy of blowing air into a dying ember seemed to breathe new life into it, making even someone who did not believe in God feel holy.

That’s not all.

Glenn even felt the circulating flow of the soul. My hazy consciousness becomes increasingly clear, and vitality flows into my body, which seemed to be about to break down.

A word that suddenly comes to mind.

Rebirth

Glenn recalled a story he once heard from a girl who looked like him.

‘…is this really reincarnation?’

I thought it was nonsense and kept denying it, but the denial gradually lost its power. Because unfamiliarity slowly returned to the body that had been wandering in the thick of death.

The warmth grew bigger and bigger.

The body is suddenly lifted up.

I am finally convinced.

A warm feeling that embraces your body.

Glenn felt at ease as if he were in his mother’s arms.

‘I hope this life is a normal family.’

It’s not even a warrior’s family.

There are no devils or angels.

Yes, I wish we were an ordinary family with no need to swing a sword at all. I’ve gotten sick of fighting, and I don’t like hunters either.

Still, I don’t like being hungry, so I hope we live in a well-off family where we don’t have to worry about eating in moderation.

‘…I wish I could be born in a bakery.’

Ready to accept a new life.

Eventually, Glenn strengthened his eyelids with a simple wish.

“…Siriel?”

“Huh? Oppa!”

In front of me was my nephew who looked a little messy. Siriel, carrying Lucia, smiles brightly.

“He really came back to life! My uncle is alive!”

“I knew it.”

“…”

Glenn turned his awkward neck and looked at the sky. There was a son there with a tired face.

“…poetry.”

“Are you in any uncomfortable place?”

Siron lowered his gaze and looked at Glenn. Glenn turned his face, feeling embarrassed for some reason.

“Why are you blushing so disgustingly? Would you like me to drop you off?”

“…I thought I was reincarnated.”

“Yes?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Glenn shook his head as if to shake off his empty heart. What you feel on your back is the power that breathes life and the sacred law of healing. The identity of the warm energy was Siron’s talent.

Glenn broke the silence, shaking off his lingering feelings about reincarnation.

“But you’re not asking what happened?”

“A lot must have happened.”

“Killed the apostle.”

“Yes, good job.”

Shiron looked at Glenn, who was a little flattered, and raised the corner of his mouth. On the contrary, Glenn stiffened his mouth.

“You don’t seem to believe it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Didn’t you just laugh? You may not believe it, but I killed an apostle. Even though I do not have the power of prophecy, I personally erased the Apostle’s seat with my own strength.”

“Who said what? Can I give you some more praise?”

“…It was done.”

Glenn turned his head and stared at the vast meadow.

I saw a shadow running across the horizon.

A strange yet familiar appearance.

It was my brother’s.