Chapter 117

Wishdale paused for a moment before saying, "So you mean... it's because I killed too many 'Originium Person' that the Originium has spread and multiplied even faster?"

[Almost]

"Tsk."

But no matter what you say now, it's no use.

It seems that the Primal Originium also calculated that it could cover the entire planet with Originium today.

Then.

The Primal Originium finally looked at Wishdale for the first time.

Then the earth was turned upside down.

What was originally the land of Victoria was completely torn apart, ripped open, and shoveled up.

The collision of tectonic plates even squeezed the original basin into a high mountain.

Countless Originium rained down from the sky, including those from Wishdale.

Despite his cat-like agility, Wishdale managed to twist his waist as he fell from the sky.

But while still in mid-air, Wishdale saw that on the ground, the Steam Knight, the Inner Guard, the Tower Warlock, and even the Great Beast were all copied one by one.

And among them, there was a touch of pink.

"... Your Highness Theresia...?"

The moment he saw the pink figure, Wishdale's pupils contracted sharply.

Seemingly having lost all fighting ability, it allowed its body to free fall.

This situation also caused the Primal Originium to stop replicating and attacking, seemingly feeling that the overall situation was settled.

This situation continued until—

The Floating Cannons surrounding Wishdale began to flash with dazzling white light at their muzzles, and the light continuously converged towards the giant cannon in Wishdale's hand.

"Ha... I'm actually a little glad now, you bastard."

Indeed, upon seeing the cloned Theresia, anger, fear, and a sense of powerlessness instantly overwhelmed Wishdale's heart.

But:

"Thank goodness you've never revealed your true form, otherwise if even you were copied by Originium... ha, then I probably would have really died here."

However, during the past month of getting to know each other, a large part of Wishdale's heart had been occupied by someone else.

"You didn't expect that, did you, you Originium? Lying and deceiving are things that humans are best at!"

The white light converged, and the scorching beam of light, seemingly capable of destroying everything, blasted unhesitatingly from the muzzle of the cannon in Wishdale's hand toward the Primal Originium.