(Heartfelt thanks to 'Xuanxuan. Yunmiao' for the 1888 reward, and to 'Penglai,' 'Pokémon,' 'Some Shut-In,' and 'Seven Kills of Fate' for their rewards!)
Noah dreamed again after a long time.
He dreamed of the Saint and the Demon King's final battle.
It was as though the dreams he had before were about to be linked together.
Today, Noah once again watched the entire process of the Saint and Demon King's final battle from God's perspective.
And it was as though everything that came afterward was going to be played out as well.
Noah saw the most heartbreaking memory in his contract spirit's life.
"Spurt—!"
Deep within the dim, lightless fortress, the dazzling silver holy sword that illuminated space itself and dispelled the darkness pierced straight through the Demon King's heart, whose entire body burned with pitch-black flames, bursting forth with a bleak flash.
"Roaaaargh—!"
His heart pierced and his entire body enveloped by the radiance of the 'Demon Slayer,' the Demon King, who had already become a mass of resentment and lost all reason, let out a bloodcurdling roar.
"Clang—!"
The 'Vorpal Sword,' tightly gripped in the Demon King's hand and now belonging to the strongest Sword Dance Princess, fell to the ground with a clear ring.
"Bzzzt—!"
The Spirit Crests carved into the Demon King's body, representing the seventy-two spirits under his command, gradually vanished beneath that intense light.
Just as the legends had said.
The 'Demon Slayer,' which possessed terrifying curse resistance capable of even severing contracts between spirits and Elf Users, directly erased the contracts between the Demon King and the seventy-two spirits under his command, freeing all of his spirits.
Within that blinding radiance, the Demon King's form, like a mass of resentment, seemed to be purified as it gradually dispersed. Before long, he had completely