NOVEL NEXT Chapter 269
First, we endure.
To protect this many people on the battlefield, paradoxically, we need to send them elsewhere.
“Lucius! Block it!”
Lucius threw the Holy Spear into the sky.
The spear exploded in the air, scattering like rain and intercepting the enemies around us.
“Ugh!”
Luciel, wielding the Holy Sword painted with the light of the Moon Goddess, tried to charge forward, but it was useless.
Lucius continued to throw the Holy Spear from his place, and the javelins struck the oncoming foes like living eagles.
Even though our backs were against each other, the spears Lucius threw pierced through the air gracefully, as if they had wings.
“Wide Area Transportation Spell, deploy.”
I focused on my magic.
I strengthened my legs and firmly gripped my staff as I drew out a large-scale magic circle.
“This bastard! Why aren’t you listening to me? That person you’re leaning against, the one you’re backing up, is Demon Lord Bel Phegor!!”
“Stop talking nonsense!”
Zefar charged in again with his nonsense, but Lucius threw the Holy Spear at him three times in a row, pushing him back.
Clang, clang!!
“Why aren’t you listening to me?! That guy is the Demon Lord!”
“You’ve got to be kidding!”
No matter how sturdy the Black Dragon’s body was, Lucius’s relentless spear bombardment seemed impossible to endure.
“O wind!”
Now and then, Lucius stomped the ground hard, creating a Golden Storm.
A golden whirlwind surged from where the Meteor Kraken anchored its legs into the ground, destroying all attacks aimed at us and the thousands of people gathered beneath it.
Not even the Archangel who had corrupted the Holy Sword could approach.
The demons pouring in大量 also could not come closer.
And I, a great sorcerer aware of the importance of speed and efficiency,
“…Done!”
The magic circle was complete.
While Lucius held firmly, I was able to rapidly finish the magic circle.
“Wide Area Teleportation, Mass Teleport!”
Crack.
The Meteor Kraken’s body changed in an instant.
“What is this?!”
“This is a full-on teleportation!”
After removing all the Kimarias that were burrowing underground, the Meteor Kraken successfully extended its legs completely beneath the ground where the humans stood.
“Lucius! Catch me!”
“Yes! …Guh!”
He hesitated for a moment to remove the Holy Spear, but Lucius tightly grabbed my waist from behind.
“Go—!”
Thud.
“Birfrost!”
The moment I thrust my staff down with power, the Meteor Kraken vanished in an instant, bursting forth with radiant colors.
“…!!”
Lucius, who held my waist, quickly unleashed his magic.
In the blink of an eye, we floated into the air, and Lucius slowed our descent using the magic of the Holy Sword.
“Phew.”
“Where did we go?”
“Near Brideham.”
The distance from where Brideham is to here is quite far.
But it was a clean success.
I confirmed the safe landing of the Meteor Kraken near Brideham using clairvoyant magic.
‘Of course, it’s me.’
The Kraken settled onto the ground, guiding the people outside cautiously.
As a bonus, the Spirit Device Bahamut and Celcius that burst out of the Brideham hangar emerged to reassure everyone.
“How…”
“It’s all the power of magic. Just a bit of struggling, though.”
Transporting such mass and so many people at once is impossible even for an ordinary great sorcerer.
“Only I can do this. How is it? The power of magic.”
“…That incredible power of magic could be described as ‘divine domain.'”
“Right? Now, we should start dealing with those guys.”
Gently stepping onto the ground, I converted my staff into magic.
“Lucius, now it’s your turn.”
“Me?”
“Now you just have to sweep all of them away.”
There are many ways to do it.
I could use five Holy Swords to wipe them all out, or take them down one by one.
But I wanted to show them something.
I wanted to show directly what had caused the Demon Lord Belphegor to fall.
What the Demon Lord faced.
Even the Archangel.
Even the self-proclaimed Demon Lord.
And if there were anyone human around, them too.
“Super Ultimate Technique.”
“Yes!”
Lucius extended the Holy Spear skyward.
As the golden lance soared high, golden magic began to concentrate.
Just swinging this around?
No.
‘Simply that won’t be enough.’
I wanted to show the dazzling golden flash that would destroy everything in this land.
“Come forth. Divine power that purifies all.”
The Holy Spear Lucius extended into the sky became a ‘lightning rod.’
A marker to decide the firing point of the beam shot from the Sleipnir already preparing in the Sky Island far away.
“…A magic bombardment that annihilates everything except the Hero of the Holy Sword.”
Perhaps realizing the imminent danger, Luciel and Beel Zephar rushed towards us simultaneously.
“Stop! You crazy fools! Are you planning to blow up this entire planet?!”
“Stop it! If you do that, everything will—”
“Do it, Lucius.”
The moment my command dropped, Lucius lightly pulled the handle of the Holy Spear.
Click.
The moment the handle of the spear, akin to a trigger, was pulled,
Boom.
A golden cross sparkled in the dark night sky.
Maybe everyone is too far away to see.
So, I would show it directly.
What I had seen 500 years ago when I flew through space to attack Sky Island.
“Take a look. This is the power of the Holy Sword, the power of the God who protects the Intermediate Realm.”
Flap.
A rainbow-like aurora spread across the night sky.
Through that veil, a view appeared somewhere, and that view was none other than the Sky Island far away in space.
“What is that…?!”
“Sky Island, Valhalla.”
A night sky filled with darkness.
“Indeed, you caught on fast. I was already above the island, lingering in reverse orbit.”
The Sky Island, which had been in orbit, stopped precisely at the place it had arrived long ago.
Clang.
It resembled an island, but from below, a cover gradually opened like unfolding wings.
A rocky mass, a trunk-like cover unfolded like wings, revealing the form of a flower.
Clang, clang.
The structures comprising Sky Island began to transform in an instant, gradually revealing a massive circular ring beneath the island.
“Wind…mill?”
“We have long referred to such a thing as a circulator. A circulating device.”
Like a ‘circulator.’
Inside the ring were wings like windmills, and at the center stood the Spirit Device glowing with golden light toward the ground.
And the Spirit Device held the Holy Spear with shimmering golden brilliance, just like Lucius.
As the wings attached to the ring began to spin, golden magic began to gather towards the back of the Sky Island.
“Experiencing it is far more enlightening than just enduring a meteor. You will understand the ‘true power’ of one of the seven gods who protect the Intermediate Realm.”
It was clear to anyone that it was being ‘concentrated,’ and anyone would know it would soon fall to the ground.
Because.
The more the Holy Spear clutched by the Spirit Device Sleipnir shone, the more the tip of Lucius’s spear sparkled with a red dot.
‘It looks different from my time.’
Back then, it bore the face of a giant golden beast resembling the dark dragon, as if it had borrowed the form of an evil spirit.
That must have reflected the spirit of the Hero who had tried to kill me then.
Sleipnir now is different.
The golden knight reflecting Lucius’s spirit.
Perhaps the spirit device and the holy sword too, this must be the ‘true form’ shown through Lucius.
“Lucius, are you ready?”
I lightly drummed my feet and summoned magic around me.
While defending against all attacks falling towards us, I reached for the handle of Lucius’s spear.
“You know the name of the technique, right?”
“Yes.”
He already knew everything from the Golden Throne.
The rest was merely reciting and casting the technique.
“Master.”
“Yeah.”
“I understand now why Heroes say the names of their techniques.”
“I do too.”
Well.
Because it’s cool.
I took a deep breath and waited for Lucius to speak.
A countdown?
Such a thing was unnecessary.
While holding onto the handle of the Holy Spear, through our slightly touching hands, I could read Lucius’s timing perfectly.
“Odin’s Lance.”
From the Sky Island.
As the Spirit Device Sleipnir extended the Holy Spear toward the ground,
“Spear the Gungnir.”
□□□□□□□□□ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!
A bombardment of orbital strikes covered the entire Leberced Arpe.
Should I call it a purifying beam?
Should I call it a large-scale annihilation-type superweapon?
Well.
Since the Sky Island’s role is ‘to purify the planet’s air,’
it’s not entirely wrong to mean that it purifies the muck polluting this planet.
“Wow. It’s incredibly bright. Everyone across the continent will see it.”
The golden light descending from the sky approached as if it would swallow everything on the ground, and I clasped hands with Lucius.
“Lucius, if that falls, will both the Archangel and the Demon Lord die? The entire radius of 5 km will be covered by that magical flash.”
That’s how orbital bombardments work.
“Only the Wind’s Hero will be safe from the orbital strike.”
I pointed to the hand holding Lucius.
“Should I teleport somewhere else for a bit or just hang around here?”
“…I’m worried whether I’ll be fine if that falls alone.”
Lucius smiled faintly, turning back toward me.
Flap.
“I’ll protect you, so will you give me courage?”
He draped the golden magic cloak fluttering behind him over my shoulders.
“I need you, Master.”
“I can’t help it then.”
I pulled on Lucius’s cloak with my other hand, giving strength to his hand holding the Holy Spear.
“It’s okay. You won’t die. If you do, I’ll die with you, so don’t worry at all.”
Courage for the Hero.
“Master, do you believe?”
“…Yes!”
With Lucius’s bright, powerful answer,
The world.
Was brightly bathed in golden light.