A spiral-shaped, pale golden spear of light pierced the dragon's body.
The scale and momentum were enormous.
The light illuminated half the city.
The scorch marks on the ground stretched straight from Gray's feet to the horizon, as straight as if drawn with a ruler.
That power comes from the planet itself.
It is the light cast by the Tower of the Planet, anchored to the surface of the world.
Theoretically, it can exist at all levels of laws.
The moment the light spear pierced the dragon's scales, it was like a drop of water falling on a lotus leaf.
Not a single trace was left.
The dragon didn't even glance back.
The light from the Holy Lance, powerful enough to anchor the laws of nature, did not cause any damage to the demonic dragon.
Gray was stunned.
"... Why?"
Lord El-Melloi II stood on the balcony, his face turning from expectant to Pale.
The power of the planet itself.
The highest-level concept costume.
The attack had no effect on the target?
" Atheism..."
Lord El-Melloi II's lips moved.
He finally understood the true meaning of those three words.
It's not immunity to any particular Magecraft or Noble Phantasm.
This is a complete denial of the concept of "products of the Age of Gods".
The Horsemen of the Apocalypse are creations of the gods.
The Holy Lance is the most powerful weapon left over from the Age of Gods.
But all of these were ineffective against that demonic dragon.
Because it denies God.
It denies everything that God created.
" Gray, step back."
Lord El-Melloi II's voice was dry.
Gray bit her lip and withdrew the Holy Lance.
Add had fallen silent; after that mechanical announcement of "Third Stage Limit Released," he made no further sound.
at the same time.
In the western sky.
That summoning circle was constructed by the four Horsemen of the Apocalypse using their very existence.
It burst forth with extreme brilliance.
A white beam of light shot into the sky, tearing a hole in the sky that had been stained dark red by the oppressive power of the demonic dragon.
The center of the light.
A figure slowly emerged.
The figure was very petite.
He was wearing a green hooded cloak that looked a bit like a waterproof raincoat, with a pair of long rabbit ears sticking up on the hood.
She wore a white mini skirt underneath and matching green rain boots.
A rabbit hand puppet was on her left hand.
Her long blue hair swayed gently, and her blue eyes were as clear as two gemstones.
She was suspended in mid-air as soon as she was summoned.
Yoshino.
She blinked.
Then she noticed her surroundings.
Flames carrying an ominous aura emanated from all directions.
Dark red flames, exuding an aura of despair, were surging towards her from all directions.
The flames tried to burn her.
They tried to erase her very existence from the world.
The Flame of Purification.
The final fire that can burn even concepts to ashes.
But all of it was rendered ineffective.
The flames extinguished automatically the moment they touched Yoshino's body.
Chesed.
Chesed is the fourth Sephira in Sephira Kabbalah.
Mercy.
Unconditional love.
Attacks from people who are inherently evil are ineffective.
All hostile attacks are ineffective.
All attacks driven by a desire to fight are ineffective.
The Flame of Purification is, in fact, a flame filled with malice.
It is the destructive power born from Satan's hatred of the world.
In the face of Mercy, its malice becomes a shackle of self-denial.
Yoshino looked down at the extinguished flames around her and tilted her head.
"It's so hot."
The puppet in her left hand Yoshinon, moved slightly.
"It's not about whether it's hot or not! Look around, Yoshino! What color has the sky turned!"
Yoshino looked up as Yoshinon spoke.
The sky was dark red.
Dark clouds covered the sky.
An atmosphere of despair, like an invisible membrane, enveloped the entire city.
It was cold and heavy, making you want to give up everything.
She didn't like this feeling.
The sky, which had been shrouded in despair and dark clouds, suddenly began to drizzle.
The raindrops are very light.
Very gentle.
It doesn't feel cold when it falls on your face; instead, it gives you a sense of peace.
These raindrops contain the power of [ Chesed ].
Raindrops fell on the ground, on the buildings, and on the ordinary people who were paralyzed on the ground by the dragon's oppressive power.
The atmosphere of despair was neutralized.
Those who were previously unable to think due to fear gradually regained their clarity of vision.
The civilians in the city stopped crying.
The Magecraft regained their senses.
Even Richard and Alcides, who were lying on the ground unable to move, felt the pressure on them lessen slightly.
The dragon's oppressive aura remained, but at least they could breathe.
In the rain, Yoshino closed her eyes.
She is receiving a message.
In their final moments before falling into slumber, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse conveyed to her the purpose of their summons.
Protect the innocent lambs.
The lamb's name is Tsubaki Kuruoka.
This is also my current contractual partner.
Equivalent to Master.
Yoshinon moved her left hand.
So, we're supposed to protect a little girl?
Yoshino nodded.
She wasn't averse to protecting a little girl.
But she has another problem.
"Um... Yoshinon."
"Um?"
"What's with that fire-breathing dragon on the other side?"
Yoshino's gaze drifted into the distance.
The deep purple dragon, wearing seven crowns, was hovering in the air.
Its front paws are wrapped around a jet-black sphere.
Its gaze was fixed intently on him.
Yoshino stared at it carefully for a few seconds.
Then her eyes widened slightly.
"Isn't that... Lucemon Satan Mode from Digimon?"
Seven crowns.
A deep purple body.
Golden spikes.
Wing membrane.
Tail.
It's practically drawn straight from the concept art.
"How did he end up on Fate's side?"
Yoshinon's ears twitched.
That's not the point!
Yoshino blinked.
Then she remembered.
etc.
Satan?
Yoshino remembers.
Sajyou Manaka said.
She— Origami Tobiichi —possesses [ Atheism ] power derived from Satan.
That force that denied God, denied the products of the divine era, and denied all mystical systems.
Its origin is that demonic dragon.
"Could it be...?"
Yoshino's voice lowered.
"When I got into trouble... I attracted Satan."
She recalled her last memories.
The Spirit Core was severed.
In his Origami form, he was ambushed by Heracles, who pierced his Spirit Core.
Then she fell into a coma.
Then there's the feeling of being summoned.
And then, I appeared here.
A sense of helplessness rushed to my brain.
Yoshino sighed.
But Yoshinon understood.
That contains so much.
exhausted.
have no choice.
There's also a slight sense of resignation, like "I knew it would happen again."
Looks like I'll have to clean up this mess myself.
Yoshino said.
Yoshinon moved her hand.
"You seem quite nonchalant about it."
"Because... we can't just leave it unattended."
Everyone was there. Chun was there too.
She paused for a moment.
"And... inside that black sphere is Origami."
"It's 'me'."
Yoshino didn't say anything more.
She raised her right hand.
"Bring it on."
A ray of light burst forth from her palm.
A giant white rabbit puppet, about three meters tall, emerged from the light.
Zadkiel ( Zadkiel ).
A white, rabbit-shaped puppet hovered beside Yoshino, emanating a pale blue chill.
Its eyes are two ice-blue gems.
She looks very gentle.
Yoshino turned to look at the Zadkiel.
" Zadkiel, go protect Tsubaki-chan!"
The giant rabbit nodded.
He then turned around and leaped towards the mansion at top speed.
Its body drew a white trail in the air.
Each time it lands, it leaves a thin layer of frost in the air.
A few seconds later.
The giant rabbit arrived at the Western-style house where Tsubaki Kuruoka lived.
Chun was curled up on the sofa, crying.
She heard a noise outside the window and looked up.
She saw the huge white rabbit.
"Mr. Black... Mr. Black? No... who are you?"
The giant rabbit did not answer.
It simply reached out its hand to the ailanthus.
Then.
Its size began to shrink.
Finally, it transformed into a soft white light.
The light drifted towards Chun.
It merged into her body.
Chun felt a warm power.
Her tears stopped, and the fear in her heart was dispelled.
Immediately afterwards.
A suit of armor appeared around Chun's body.
The main body is a full suit of silver-white armor.
The surface of the armor was covered with pale blue patterns, like ice crystals.
Two long decorative rods stand upright on the top of the helmet.
The design resembles rabbit ears.
This armor is called [ Siryon ].
Another form of the Zadkiel.
It transformed into armor, covering the surface of the camellia's body.
This armor boasts defensive capabilities that are among the best of all elven angels.
As long as this armor remains, nothing can harm Chun.
Chun stood up from the sofa.
She looked down at the silver-white armor she was wearing.
"How amazing..."
She reached out a finger and touched the surface of the armor.
It was cold.
But it's not cold.
On the contrary, I felt quite at ease.
"Thank you... Mr. White Rabbit."
The surface of the armor gleamed slightly.
It's like saying "You're welcome".