episode_0699

The god Armadi was a being who seemed to be the real manifestation of the word goodness.

If she says something is true, everyone will believe it is true.

If she tells everyone to believe something, everyone will believe it.

If she says something should be done, everyone will follow her.

Absolute trust felt in the very existence.

The way she seemed to make it seem like everything would work out well if you just believed in her no matter what happened seemed to tell us why Armadi was the Lord and why people of the world believed in her.

If I had seen her for the first time, I would have simply stood in front of her, admiring her.

However, this was not my first time meeting Armadi.

To be precise, Lucy Arlen had seen Armadi’s appearance before.

Red hair that was long and hung down to her waist.

Even the squint eyes give off a sense of calm and wisdom.

The corners of the mouth are suitable for a soft smile.

There is also a gentle and warm voice that carries the name Lucy.

I couldn’t laugh because they were all things that remained so vivid in my memory.

This fucking bitch.

There are lines that can be crossed and lines that cannot be crossed.

No matter how much he wanted to get my attention, the author Seonshin can’t be like this!

‘Grandpa! Was this pervert such a trash author?!’

This is an insult to the dead and a provocation to the living!

Does it make sense that the one who gave the gift would do something that Agra would do?!

This is so disgusting I can’t stand it!

I shouted with genuine anger, but there was no answer from my grandfather.

Hey? Grandpa? Where did you go?

It’s not like you’re not answering because it’s difficult to answer.

The moment he stopped in his tracks at the fact that the voice of the person who had always been by his side had disappeared, Agra spoke up.

“You’re so relaxed. If someone saw you, they’d think you were done for.”

I gritted my teeth and moved my body, feeling the murderous intent coming from behind.

I wanted to swear at any moment, but now was not the time.

It’s okay to grab the collar of that pervert who’s crazy about getting stepped on by a girl later.

Actually, I want to grab it right now, but I have to put it off for a bit. There is a priority for everything.

Unlike that pervert, I’m not so stupid as to be unable to distinguish between public and private.

I took a deep breath and looked around, and felt that things had changed.

Aside from Armadi’s anger at her imitation of Lucy’s mother, Agra’s presence on Earth has been noticeably diminished by her descent.

In addition, those who were lurking within the sacred realm, excluding us, also rose from the weight of the evil spirits. Once again, they were ready to clash with the armies.

“You really get lonely♡ Are you mad because I ignored you for a while?♡ Hehe♡ You’re really a caregiver~♡”

I tried to provoke Agra to aggro, but his gaze was not directed towards me.

He only looked at Armadi, who was standing behind me.

“This isn’t all you’ve prepared, is it? Don’t you know the end is near? It’s impossible to stop me with just the human army.”

The moment Agra raised his hand with laughter, several corpses appeared from under the ground.

Although they are people of all races and cultures, those who were once dead took out their weapons as if it were natural as soon as they opened their eyes.

Agra’s Army. A death sentence that appears when you can’t stop that guy’s tantrum pattern.

“Of course not. Agra. You know me as I know you.”

Suddenly, Armadi came next to me and the moment he put his hand on Mace, an indescribable energy filled him and a bright light came out of the Mace.

“It’s been a while, loser. Did you enjoy the land we gave you?”

Garad, a knight clad in pure white armor, flicks the tip of his sword and speaks provocatively.

“It must have been fun. You get along well with dark and sinister guys.”

Erginus emerged from his shadow, shrugged, and took out a wooden staff.

“Let’s end this damn relationship now. Agra.”

The warrior who saved the world in the past points his sword at Agra and reveals his murderous intent.

“This is my first time seeing you in real life, Lucy.”

And the grandfather standing next to me smiled faintly while pressing my hair.

“What do you think? Is it believable when you see it in person?”

“Eh, I don’t know, but it smells like shit. Is it hard to hide your age?”

“…How strange. That guy must have finished cursing, so why doesn’t his tone change?”

Ah. Right. That’s right. I unconsciously ended up saying it like I used to.

I thought I made a mistake and slowly averted my gaze, but then my grandfather smiled and stepped forward.

“Let’s ask about this later.”

“I wish you would just forget it.”

“Before you go, let me just say one thing, Lucy. The Lord has no intention of mocking you. So don’t show your anger to him.”

“…Huh?”

The grandfather runs forward, leaving behind incomprehensible words.

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“Does doing it now mean relying on the heroes of the past?”

Armadi nods at Agra’s nagging voice.

“I know I can’t face you alone.”

“I don’t think anything will change just because those guys are here? Maybe in the past, but now the end is right in front of us.”

It is different from the time when the era of past myths was coming to an end.

The power of the end is heralding the end.

This is the moment when the world comes to an end.

It is true that they are variables that surpass human level, but even so, they are still humans. They cannot threaten Agra at this point.

“You have to try it to find out!”

A warrior who charged through Agra’s army thrusts his sword at his neck.

Agra frowned slightly, accepted the sword, grabbed the man’s face, and threw him far away.

“Or are you going to tear apart your existence like last time and test my power?”

He roughly pulled out the sword that had been stuck in his neck and threw it away, then looked at Armadi and smiled again.

“I really hope so. I wonder what would happen if you, who became weak from the sacrifices you made back then, lost your strength again.”

That doesn’t mean Armadi is a threat.

Because during his prime, the god Armadi, who had been blessing the world alone, cut off his own flesh and disappeared, ending the era of myth.

Even if the age of myths begins again, the divinities scattered across the land will not return, so the current Armadi cannot stand against the completely revived Agra.

“Give up and accept it. Even if you make the best judgment, the end will come eventually.”

After all, this situation was predicted from the time the first Armadis won.

Armadi sacrificed himself to achieve victory, but it was only a delay in the end.

Knowing that, Agra willingly accepted defeat.

Because he knew that the moment he was resurrected later, Armadi would not be able to stop him.

“I won’t say that you are wrong. It is the law of the world that if there is a beginning, there will be an end, and we are the ones who follow the will of the law.”

“You don’t seem to be giving up at all, despite what you’re saying?”

“But it seems like now is not the time to end it.”

Armadi, smiling faintly, approaches the Pope, who is shedding tears as he looks at him.

“Agra. Have you never felt strange about your apostle? How could he give me all power when he knew that I was weak?”

“…Wait a minute.”

The moment Agra senses something is strange and tries to move his body, darkness engulfs his arms and legs.

“It’s still ugly at the crucial moment.”

“I love being a villain. I can bully people without any remorse.”

Agra’s movements to use his power to dispel the darkness were blocked by Garad.

“Get out of the way!”

“Stay still. You can’t get through.”

Ruel is guarding the front.

“Oh, Lord! Please work a miracle!”

Somewhere, a warrior who has retrieved his sword raises his voice.

“My army!”

Accordingly, Agra’s forces, having regained their composure, charged towards Armadi, but this time Lucy and her companions pushed them back.

“Ohhh! Great Lord!”

Armadi, who reached the Pope in the time he had gained in this way, silently extended his hand to him as he shed tears of emotion.

“Ahhh! You knew! You brought me here! I understood! I believed! ”

The Pope hurriedly searched through his pockets and took out the holy relics he had been carefully keeping.

A necklace in the shape of a cross.

An object that appears to be nothing on the outside, but is actually connected to countless places on this earth.

The Pope’s purpose in committing numerous evil acts in the Church.

Armadi bit his lip as he looked at the cross holding the necklace, then forced a smile. Then he knelt down and put his face next to the Pope’s ear.

The Pope waited for Armadi to speak with a face full of anticipation.

“Did you really think I would compliment you?”

The words that came out of her mouth were the exact opposite of what the Pope expected.

“I felt sick to my stomach every time I saw you on the ground. I felt goosebumps all over my body every time I prayed to you because you had misunderstood me.”

“Misunderstanding…you say?”

“I never saved you.”

That’s not true. Armadi reached out to the wandering lamb.

“Huh? That. No way.”

“Why would I save a wicked person like you?”

He gave light to the wandering man, hoping that he would find the right path.

“I felt your light. I heard your voice!”

“Is that a delusion?”

“Please don’t deny it! I was saved by you! That’s why I abandoned the world for you!”

However, the results of that salvation were truly disastrous, as countless people on Earth had to be sacrificed for the sin of reaching out to the wrong people.

“You can’t handle your own evil, so you’re trying to blame it on me. How pathetic.”

As Armadi gnashed his teeth and spat out his accusations with deep, deep anger, the Pope lost all strength and fell to the floor.

“…That can’t be.”

“Wander through hell forever, you disgusting thing. Hell is for you.”

Armadi turned his head away, his eyes lost for where to go, and stepped forward, clutching the cross.

Next to the red hair fluttering in the rough wind.

Armadi is by the side of the person he loves and cherishes more than anyone else in this world.

To work a miracle there.

To convey my apologies along with the reunion.