"I am the strongest, the one who holds every victory in his hands!"
As Roland's powerful voice rang out, boundless golden light rippled outward like water, driving away all darkness.
Across the sacred sky, densely scattered points of light lit up one after another.
With even the limitless distance shrouded in light, it was hard not to suspect that this had been achieved by manipulating Phases, but Othinus flatly rejected that possibility.
-The ground beneath her feet remained that same pitch-black expanse against which even light was powerless.
In fact, set against the omnipresent light, that lonely yet stubborn darkness stood out even more.
This was a phenomenon brought about by Roland's use of power.
Even this scene, resembling the moment before day and night separated from Chaos, was probably within his expectations.
It was not that the light in the sky could not erode the darkness, but that preserving it allowed him to maximize his power.
Using darkness to accentuate light, good to accentuate evil, and herself... to accentuate the sanctity of the sword of justice.
Othinus saw it clearly.
Every one of those starlike points of light was an embryonic Wisdom Sword.
"Dualism of good and evil... an Avatar of the Eastern God of War?"
A Demon God's wisdom allowed Othinus to recognize what this power had produced.
But precisely because of that, uncertainty appeared on the girl's delicate face for the first time.
"You're clearly a Demon God of the Cross Church. Given your capabilities, why do you possess the power of Zoroastrianism?"
A Demon God's power encompassed all magic within the world, even allowing them to develop spells in the domain of Demon Gods using powers from Phases other than their own.
Just as Ollerus, whose power was intimately connected to Norse mythology, could create the