"Bow down. To be able to feel the glory of the one true god—this is the Primordial Runes passed down from the great gods."
Looking at the Chaldea group, unable to move, the queen revealed a faint smile.
Primordial Runes.
Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted his teeth and struggled to raise his head, glaring fixedly at Scathach-Skadi.
As expected of the sole goddess of Scandinavia. Even Sigurd had mastered something like that; Scathach-Skadi, ruler of Scandinavia, could not possibly lack such power!
But what could they do?
Even mobilizing magical energy had become extraordinarily difficult.
Was his journey going to end here?
Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes brimmed with ferocity—no matter what, he did not want to stop moving forward—no matter what!
Yet the compulsive Primordial Runes still rendered him immobile—after all, he was only human.
"This will not cause you pain, nor will it take away your magical energy. It will merely make your entire body feel like an empty shell. That is all."
"Stop, children."
"Feel the majesty of a god, and a god's love."
"Senpai...!"
Mash, already weak to begin with, seemed to have shaken off a small part of her restraints. Yet she still could not move her body, and could only call out to Fujimaru Ritsuka with difficulty.
"So this is... what they call a god?"
Napoleon tried to raise his massive cannon, but could not do so at all. He could only grimace in discomfort.
"I can't even move a finger. Damn it..."
"Roar!"
Norla had been outright locked in his monstrous form. He could not even transform back, and could only stand before Scathach-Skadi in the form of that hideous monster.
Ophelia shook her head, evidently unimpressed by the Chaldea group's reaction. At the same time, she put her eyepatch back on, covering her silver-red eye.
"Your