Mira lowered her head to look, somewhat dazed.
The Loving Mother was howling as it retreated step by step. Bullets rained down upon it, plowing through its massive body again and again. The side facing the sea had already been blasted into a mass of mangled flesh.
"W-what?!"
"Impossible! All the rituals have failed. Even I, the summoner, can't control It. The [Loving Mother] should have grown utterly unstoppable—that's what the Holy Scripture says."
"Then you can add a line to the Holy Scripture: rituals can be performed with a Gatling Gun."
Mira's expression instantly became spectacular.
"I'm not joking with you. I wrote part of Empire Truth's Holy Scripture myself. It gets updated every few days now. If something like a Holy Scripture can't keep up with the times, it's no better than toilet paper."
Nini looked utterly carefree, but the assault never stopped. She commanded the Banshees through the Mind Link, and the battle was nearly one-sided.
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"You just said you were the summoner? Why did you summon the [Loving Mother]—never mind, that isn't important anymore. Tell us what other tricks It has."
Mira fell silent for a moment, then lowered her gaze to the black threads stretching in every direction. "These are Its methods. The [Loving Mother] can use these threads to pull in living beings It has ensnared. That's it!"
Her voice abruptly rose several pitches. The evil god, which had been beaten to the brink of death, suddenly let out a roar. As it roared, the black threads tightened.
The Faithguard Army, the Harbor Guard, and the countless people struck by the threads were all yanked one step forward.
Fortunately, the pull of the threads was not irresistible. After a brief bout of chaos, nearly everyone managed to withstand it.
But the animals were