Rescue Plan
Sometimes artists or sculptors will carve reliefs on pillars to add character to the smooth, flat, but monotonous columns. But if you put a bunch of blood-soaked people on them, with their flesh twisted and claws bared, it's just plain grotesque and disgusting.
"We have finally arrived! My Lord, my Father Solomon, do you see us? The figures of us who redeem mankind!"
Raum's words sounded as Abhimanyu as those of a warrior about to sacrifice himself for his dream, but that was all it was. Dr. Roman of Chaldea, looking at the Demon God Pillar riddled with human figures, covered his eyes in despair.
"Why don't you take a look at yourself? How dare you claim to be saving humanity?"
Ritsuka was so angry at this guy that she wanted to laugh out loud, but the overwhelming energy around her prevented her from laughing. Abigail's power was too strong, even distorting space itself.
"It really Yog Sothoth... In a way, that's good news?"
Bai Mo frowned. In a way, as one of the three pillars of the Cthulhu Mythos, Yog -Sothoth was a not-so-bad choice compared to the other two.
"That's not even close! The energy of the entire American Continent is being rapidly depleted, and the entire Magecraft foundation of the world is malfunctioning. Time and space are completely out of balance. If necessary, we'll have to burn down that continent that serves as a gateway to the gods."
Da Vinci's anxious words reached us. Even if Yog Sothoth might not have been hostile, the world and humanity as it was today could not accept the gaze of such a being.
Bai Mo's attacks were all folded by the distorted space. At this moment, this energy was no longer as simple as just the energy of Earth. Abigail was the key, and the door she opened only overflowed with a little power, yet it was already unimaginably vast.
Raum himself surged with immense magical power, and the Salem inhabitants on his body completely shed their disguises, revealing the appearance of a ghoul. He roared and questioned, countless eyes fixed on Abigail.
"The method of simply strapping the actor to their body for self-exposure is truly brutal."
The Queen of Sheba, her teeth itching, glanced at Bai Mo Bai Mo, who happened to be looking at her as well.
Is there a way to guide this?
"Do you have the strength to kill him?"
The two spoke in unison, and then the Queen of Sheba took out a small lantern engraved with Raum's name. She wiped the lantern, and a crimson mist surrounded Bai Mo.
At the same time, Circe also placed his hand on Bai Mo's shoulder.
I will guide you through the fog.
The Advice for Departure shimmered around him, and Raum chose the coast as the final battleground. Although it was now distorted beyond recognition, the stage area was still the sea.
The spatial distortion within it means that this short distance may have an unimaginable span, and once inside, the directions become intricately complex. What appears to be this thing in front of you might actually be veered off into outer space if the distorted space were unfolded.
With his perception restricted, Bai Mo's usual attacks would naturally be ineffective at this distance. But coincidentally, Bai Mo had just acquired a weapon that could accurately lock onto this guy.
"Raum!"
As Bai Mo revealed the true name of the Demon God, a brilliant longsword flew out from behind him. He channeled all his power into it, injecting a massive amount of energy, and then unleashed a powerful punch. The Sword of Victory, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky with the force of 820,000 horses.
The Sword of Victory locked onto Raum, its strike certain to kill. This divine sword, forged by Nidhogg through countless trials, with the help of the Queen of Sheba and Circe, traversed distorted space, traveling an unimaginable distance in a mere instant, heading straight for Raum.
Raum tried to resist, but his defenses were no match for the sword's sharpness, and his attempts to slow it down could not diminish the power of the Bai Mo. With a soft sound, the sword cleaved him in two, and Raum let out a sharp wail.
"You fools, are you resisting? Resisting this only chance to save the world?!"
"I already told you, with your pathetic appearance and everything you've done, what right do you have to talk about this?"
Upon hearing Ritsuka's question, Raum, like a priest in Christianity church who had seen someone praying while holding a statue of Satan, angrily rebuked:
"How short-sighted! We, the Seventy-Two Demon Gods, have been observing the progress and development of humanity since the very beginning of our existence. And in the long course of development, humanity has only been going around in circles aimlessly."
This species, which learns nothing from history, cannot be saved by the resources of this planet alone. Therefore! I have found the only path to salvation!
Hearing Raum's resolute words, Ritsuka and the others were somewhat stunned, while only Bai Mo continued to move his fingers, manipulating the Sword of Victory to cut him into a thousand pieces.
However, even with a sword piercing his heart, Raum still looked up to the sky and roared:
"Internal forces will only lead to repeated mistakes; only external forces and a higher level of civilization can bring true liberation to humanity!"
All I need to do is invoke the spirits of Outer God and make humanity completely subservient to him! This is the truly correct conclusion I've reached after meticulous calculations. You should agree with me, understand me, and praise me!
"Are you insane, Solomon? Look at the junk you brought out!"
The Queen of Sheba roared in fury. Summoned here by the Counter Force and tragically defeated, she had been Tituba for several cycles, suffering countless losses. And in the end, Raum had orchestrated this whole ordeal just for this?
To put it nicely, they're vassals; to put it bluntly, this Demon God Pillar is planning to sell humanity directly to the Outer God as slaves.
Just like in a country where many talented people are debating different directions for development, Raum jumps out and says, "I have a plan: why don't we just let foreign troops occupy the country and turn the people into slaves of those troops?"
"Humanity is truly blessed to have you; you've completely disgraced Solomon!"
"Shut up, you lackey of Counter Force! My merits and demerits will be judged by posterity! Aww!"
Raum let out a howl, and a raven, carrying distorted spatial power, flew towards Lavinia. The key to the connection was Abigail; for Abigail to become a suitable vessel, her mind needed to be twisted, deviating from humanity.
In the previous five cycles, Abigail repeatedly lost everything. The immense memories had a profound impact on Abigail, and now she was almost at the last hurdle.
Therefore, the best solution is to take away her best friend.
With a bang, blood splattered, but it wasn't Lavinia's blood. Bai Mo's right hand plunged directly into the distorted space, leaving a bloody mess. But at this distance and to this extent, Raum couldn't escape either.
Eighty-two hundred thousand horsepower of power -- the Zen-shaking Samsara.
With a sharp crack, the crow fell to the ground, its flesh mangled and bloody.
"It's over?"
Ritsuka, who was comforting Abigail, asked, but the next moment, Raum's bird head twisted strangely, staring directly at Abigail, and a scarlet light shone directly into her eyes.
This is not harm; on the contrary, it is a gift.
A brief gift that allows one to look directly into the soul.
She saw it; the way souls existed. Ritsuka and the others' souls were like burning furnaces, full of power. Bai Mo's soul was very strange, like a whale whose outline was barely visible in the deep sea.
But her gaze lingered on Lavinia. It was a soul, like a burning match, on the verge of being extinguished.
Her uncle's words echoed deep within her heart.
"Abigail Williams, your parents died because of you, and you know very well that the person standing beside you is the Queen of Sheba, not Tituba. And do you remember? You once asked me for a friend..."
Now, she too will vanish, vanish because of you, vanish forever... all because of you."
The stage vanished into dust, transforming into a dazzling the Starry Night. The girl's dress disappeared, replaced by an exaggerated black witch's hat. Her long golden hair turned a pale silver, and a dark keyhole appeared between her eyebrows.
Meanwhile, beings in the Starry Night cast their gaze upon this tiny place.