"I did not kill you, Fujimaru Ritsuka."
"Your power surpasses ours. That is undeniable."
All of Demon God Baal's eyes stared at Fujimaru Ritsuka, his voice trembling with rage.
"I know. I know that."
"—And precisely because I know, I feel even more humiliated."
"Humiliation, shame, insult, indescribable fury—I can feel these emotions."
"But you will die."
Baal's voice was incomparably certain.
"You will definitely die."
".What?"
There was a measure of bewilderment in Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes.
"Ha, hahahaha——!!!!"
Baal suddenly burst into tremendous laughter. Amid that laughter, his body vanished almost instantly, leaving behind Anno's somewhat damaged Spirit Origin.
".All right, it's about time I left too."
Anno struggled to his feet, his expression somewhat pained.
Fusing with Baal had indeed been a tremendous enhancement for Baal, but for him, it had absolutely been a massive weakening.
Not only had his Spirit Origin become a complete wreck, but he could not bring out any of his attack power either.
Artoria glanced at him, her eyes stern.
"Haha, although that brat Yan Qing is a complete bastard, some of the things he said were indeed right."
Anno touched his chest and shrugged.
"I've had quite a bit of fun in Shinjuku myself. Now, it's time to pay the price for all that enjoyment."
"Goodbye."
The dashing old lecher turned into golden light and vanished from the spot.
".It's over, then."
James Moriarty stood somewhere near the center, watching Anno disappear as he muttered to himself.
An indescribable pain filled Artoria's chest. She abruptly pointed her Holy Sword at Moriarty.
"All right, now it's your turn to die!"
"You're finished!"
"No."
Moriarty interrupted Artoria.
Moriarty smiled.
He smiled with utter confidence and satisfaction.
"The ones who are finished are you."
"And this planet."
Bzz—
Bzzzzzz——
A faint vibration came from above