Chapter 81
"Kind people should be happy, and just people should be rewarded. This is how the Human World should be. If it is not like this now, then I hope it will be like this in the future... because humanity has always been like this, realizing its ideals little by little."
One day, may we achieve a just and benevolent world.
Upon hearing this solemn declaration, Typhon was speechless; she believed it was an ideal that could never be realized.
They considered this to be a nice-sounding but unrealistic and empty fantasy.
That's what she really thought, and it should have been easy for her to dismiss it, but for some reason, she just couldn't bring herself to say it.
Because Typhon understood, and Avia knew this as well.
The moment Avia entered Rome, she understood that this Rome was no longer the Rome of the mortal world, but a place created by Kihara using a kind of Reality Marble in the realm of human spirit.
In short, Kihara used Ate's ability to coexist spiritually with humans, allowing anyone who enters Rome now to instantly step into her spiritual realm.
Typhon wanted to say more, but in the next instant, the crimson world was filled with boundless radiance, and she and Avia were on the only, narrow, dark, and dangerous road.
When she came to her senses, there was another person in front of Primordial Dragon, and she subconsciously suppressed the urge to run away.
"How ugly," Kihara sneered. "Another imitator like Francesca."
For Kihara, who already knew Francesca's true nature, although she couldn't see Novia's face clearly in the illusion, she felt a similar feeling from Avia in front of her. However, she didn't think it was the same person. She just felt that it was a 'non-human' person who had started imitating Francesca at some point.
"Francesca... So you did see the R'lyeh Manuscript, and you even used it, didn't you?"
"Indeed, that's precisely why!"
The Savior spread his arms wide, declaring, "The Planet will receive the final Revelation, and once again, humanity will find its rightful Garden of Eden!"
That bewitching voice echoed between heaven and earth, flying into the distance.
It echoes among the Planet, reaching beyond the Stars.
The man saw it: a being called the Outer God roared, casting countless shadows over the starry sky.
Facing the moon, facing the earth, they make no attempt to conceal their Desire, proclaim their own terror, and display the glory of Chaos.
And just as he had imagined in the worst-case scenario, the Planet, blinded by the Savior, completely gave up any attempt to resist, leaving only the moon's Mooncell Crystal to suppress and stop it.
At the same time, Avia felt something familiar yet strange calling to him from above, as if once the Outer God descended, he would involuntarily choose something and thus do something helpless.
After forcibly suppressing the impulse, the man, knowing there was no need for further words, unleashed all his power.
At this moment, in the only darkness within this world of boundless light, only the echo of Thunderbolt reverberates.
Then, Thunderbolt roared, Deafening Crash roar, a sharp sound that shook heaven and earth, brewed between the infinite electrodes.
Seeing this, Kihara's lips curled into a slight smile as he unleashed his power within that darkness, supported by countless spiritual Faith and Holy Scripture—
"The gods have long since turned to dust, what connection do you have with the world? The Age of Gods is long gone."
The surrounding silvery light spots, resembling an ocean, erupted with terrifying Od, instantly manifesting as if infinite Ether cannons were appearing behind them, and a phantom of the moon emerged from the high sky.
Mysterious strength and endurance are meaningless before this Holy Scripture, like the final act of an aging, colossal Star, devouring the surrounding spirit; before it, there should only be the possibility of being razed to the ground.
In that brief instant, the power of the Holy Scripture and Faith clashed with the trembling outlines of the violent lightning, producing a sound that tore everything apart.
Then, amidst the thunderous collision of the Holy Scripture, the Holy Sword, and the Demonic Sword, it was as if a burning ominous star rose from it, and a massive rift spread out from the two of them.
But then, with a contraction of his wrists, the Holy Sword and the Demonic Sword in his hands thrust forward again, striking the Savior with a thunderous roar, the Holy Scripture emitting a dull thud.
At the same time, Avia was suddenly jolted and involuntarily bent over as Kihara attacked her abdomen with the power of the Holy Scripture.
The man who was hit staggered back, gasped for breath for a moment, but quickly recovered, his eyes showing no sign of wavering.
The battle has begun again.
Boom!
How much time has actually passed? How many days and nights have gone by in a world with different flow rates? We can't even tell anymore. In fact, it doesn't matter in this place.
Kihara reached out and grasped the twin swords that Avia had swung down, slowly tightening his grip, his smile terrifying:
"So, this is the Holy Sword that I was rightfully entitled to obtain."
Once again, countless Ether energy cannons and lunar phantoms erupted as the Savior waved his arm.
Infinite, with an inexhaustible source of energy, even the World Tree of Norse mythology cannot compare to it now that the Age of Gods has passed. This is the power that single-handedly defeated the Second Magic and the Moon King.
Under this force, the man fought back stubbornly, but then Kihara raised his foot and stomped down on his face.
He rolled, dodged, staggered to his feet, panting heavily, and felt waves of dizziness and blurred vision.
"You imitation cannot unleash the full power of the Holy Sword."
She smiled, raised her hand, and suddenly swung it forward, unleashing terrifying power that drove Avia directly into the wall of the Papal Palace.
You used my sword to hurt me?
Kihara slowly approached, gazing intently at that face. "Who gave you this confidence?"
She slowly bent down and picked up the Holy Sword that had once belonged to her from the ground, her gentle smile revealing both malice and ferocity:
"It's supposed to be a beautiful end, so why are there still creatures like you hindering the arrival of Garden of Eden?" The Savior shook his head in disappointment. "So, you're not truly human. True humans wouldn't hinder this day from coming. As Kouhaku said, 'Many kinds of sin exist, but—this is the oldest evil, the sin of rejecting Revelation.'"
Kihara slowly raised the Holy Sword. The Holy Sword flashed, but the sharp blade stopped abruptly before Avia's eyes.
The end of the handle was suddenly gripped tightly by a raised hand, preventing any further movement, and light emanating from the Rhine Gold burst forth from the man's body.
The sound of the Holy Sword being rubbed together burst forth, then recoiled and rose.
She slowly moved away from between the man's raised five fingers.
Emerging from the drowsiness and Flesh pain, he suddenly raised his hand, clenched it tightly, and swung it out!
It slammed into the Savior's face, and with a deafening roar, Kihara was sent flying backward, landing in the boundless radiance.
Then, as the man raised his face and looked in that direction, a deafening Deafening Crash erupted from within the light.
The light flickered and quickly faded, but in the deepest darkness, a sneer rang out.
"Heh, even so, how long can your current strength last?"
As soon as the words fell, once again, countless Ether energy cannons and countless lunar phantoms erupted as the Savior waved his hands.
Time passed unnoticed. Typhon, now in his 'armor,' gazed at the unprecedented scene before him and realized he couldn't keep up with the two's speed. They were too fast. Even as he continuously unleashed the full power of his Blazing Lava, his machine instantly overloaded, yet he still couldn't keep pace...
Then a certain sound rang out, and in her daze, Typhon seemed to hear a cracking sound. Only then did she realize that the cracks were spreading from the armor, which made Typhon feel fear once again—the fear of death.
"I don't want to die... I really don't want to die... I... I don't want to die..."
Her voice was very soft, as if she hadn't said anything at all, but the man still heard her.
So even in the midst of the fierce battle, he still managed to give an answer.
"Is this what you wished for? Don't worry, I won't let Typhon die," the man declared hoarsely. "After all, you've worked hard all this time, and I promised you long ago, Typhon Ephimilous, you will definitely soar through the skies."
"No, you'll die. Besides, I was just saying that casually, please don't take it seriously..."
Although I am terrified of death, I am still unwilling to leave like this, because this human being will die.
Typhon didn't want this to happen; after all, he hadn't yet devoured him...
Avia understood that Typhon was still very afraid, but that was normal; death was a terrifying prospect for everyone, and he was no exception.
Therefore, he chose to abandon his armor and summon Typhon's mech in this world.
"Ah, right, since the armor won't work, we'll use my mecha. That's right, this guy can't possibly be stronger Those Guys on Olympus, yeah, that's right--"
However, the man who resisted the onslaught of the infinite Ether cannons and the phantom of the moon by relying on the Authority of the Norse just smiled, said nothing, and looked at her.
Typhon sighed impatiently, scratching his head as if pondering what he wanted to say.
"Come in already! Are you trying to make me beg you? Fine, you win, come in now! You won't have to go and cause trouble for those guys!"
The man stood there, stunned, staring at her as if he were meeting her for the first time.
It wasn't until Typhon finally couldn't bear to reveal his Shame and roared again that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Typhon, you know, you were like this the first time I met you, but back then you were genuinely dissatisfied with the world," he said quietly. "And, I was kind of deceiving you, because I knew you wanted freedom, so I said those things. In other words, our time together was built on a facade, so you—"
"I don't care! That's what you did! That's the wish you made to me! You have to take responsibility for me!"
Avia walked to the bottom of Typhon's machine and smiled.
"Alright, alright, since you've said that, of course I'll take responsibility... So, let's go."
The man reached out to the Storm Maiden of Greece.
Now that I've said that, how can I just stand by and watch you continue to get hurt?
And so, amidst the impending, earth-shattering roar, Typhon stared blankly at him for a long time before finally mustering his courage, raising his arm, and stepping over countless ashes and dust, trying to touch his fingertips.
It was like groping for salvation, but the hand waiting there had already reached out to her and firmly grasped her palm.
Typhon stared blankly at him as he turned away, for a long, long time, as if he finally understood something.
"... What is this...?"
"... Hold on tight." He smiled and told her, "Meli will take you away from here."
In that critical moment, Meli, within the Rhine Gold, also broke free of the illusion, forcibly dimming the glory of the Holy Sword. This allowed Avia to knock Kihara away in that instant. At the same time, the Magus of Flowers told him that she could take Avia away from here, away from this sealed spiritual world, back to the Present World, even if it was just back to Avalon.
But you can only take one person with you.
"Why?!" she cried out, choking back sobs. "I just... I just didn't want you to die! Why did you lie to me..."
I'm sorry, I lied to you.
He murmured softly, this was his final farewell and apology, and then revealed a villainous expression to the illusory figure of Meli.
"... What kind of expression is that?"
"This is the expression of pain that I promised you."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, this doesn't look like it at all! You just have a plain, villainous face!"
The man shook his head, as if giving a self-deprecating smile:
"This is only the second time I've acted like this in front of someone, but after saying so many cool things, it's not good to start wavering and getting scared at the end and make a fool of myself. I'm sorry, even so, I still can't make that kind of expression."
"Then what kind of agreement is this...?"
Meli sighed, watching his retreating figure with a complex expression.
For a fleeting moment, she wanted this human to go back to where he belonged, without needing to care about the destruction of the world.
But in the end, he still picked up his wand and said:
"You... you're still so boring. There's really nothing memorable about you since I met you."
Even so, she felt somewhat sad.
"Isn't there any other way?" the girl asked softly. "Is it really necessary to do it this way?"
Meli already knew about Avia's plan. As for the Savior was the source of endless power, he wanted to use the Demonic Sword True World, Demonic Sword that should not have appeared now, to seal him back to the time when the Demonic Sword should have been born. In other words, he wanted to seal Kihara back to the day the Land of Steel ends.
It sounded simple, but the girl couldn't figure out how to actually do it. Did this Demonic Sword really have such an effect?
And even if it were truly locked down, you would still suffer terribly.
She didn't know, and didn't quite believe, that it could really be that simple, but she didn't have the courage to ask.
Just as the White-Haired Girl was about to leave with Typhon, Avia turned around, her voice full of encouragement, and said:
"Don't worry, the Future of the world has only just begun."
This was the final farewell. The man calmly raised his head and walked towards the Savior.
But behind him, Meli could no longer suppress the Sorrow welling up inside her. "Those who break their promises deserve to Hell."
Upon hearing this, the man turned around, looked at the blurry figure, and smiled nonchalantly.
"That's right, I was destined for Hell."
And so, the figure remained in the darkness, as if bearing everything, as it walked into Hell, burning its last light.
He said, "And you are going to the true Avalon."
The moment he finished speaking, the mournful cry of the Norse Authority emanating from him rose from the space, like a bubble, piercing through layers of obstacles and blockades to reach the moon, where he joined forces with the Mooncell Crystal to prevent the Evil God from descending.
At this moment, besides the Demonic Sword: True World, which was merging with the Holy Sword, he possessed only one other thing—
As Kihara said, with the support of the Planet, it's natural that she can't use the Holy Sword at full power against her, given the contract with Altrouge Brunestud.
However, although Altrouge Brunestud is a hybrid of True Ancestor and Dead Apostle, she also received the White Demon Hound from 'Gaia'. Indirectly speaking, she should be a being recognized by the Planet. Therefore, Avia voluntarily submitted to the contract and chose to slowly transform herself into Dead Apostle.
So, at the moment the contract was established, he, imbued with the power of Altrouge Brunestud, reached out in a daze and gripped the Holy Sword before him.