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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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There was no doubt.
The ornament on the platinum-decorated wrist.
It was the magical equipment that the Magic Tower, the headquarters of great magicians, had dedicated to the Sage.
Bergriser.
It was the masterpiece of the Magic Tower that contained magical power close to infinity in a small ornament.
The Sage, a member of the Saintess Party, could freely handle nearly a thousand bombardment spells thanks to this magical equipment from the Magic Tower.
Like a never-drying spring, the overflowing magical power always brought victory to the Sage.
He would bombard infinitely until the enemies were annihilated.
That’s why the masses also called the Sage the ‘Thousand Demon Sorcerer.’
‘Why does an Apostle of the Disaster God have the Magic Tower’s magical equipment, you damn four-eyes!!’
As the holy sword’s slash and gravity magic collided, all the surrounding furniture and debris were swept away.
At the same time, Edanant and the Apostle of the Disaster God rushed at each other.
Clang-
The sharp sword tip and the fist cloaked in magical power collided.
“Where on earth did you get the Sage’s magical equipment? Tell me!!”
“You reacted immediately when I activated the magical equipment, and you seem to know about it in detail…”
The black-haired woman showed an interesting reaction to Edanant’s angry shout.
Then, she raised the platinum bracelet with a faint smile.
She had no intention of telling him willingly.
Nor did she intend to hand it over willingly.
Her intentions could be guessed from how she skillfully activated the magical equipment.
At that, Edanant gritted his teeth and raised Aldebaran.
“Y-Your Majesty…! Quickly, escort His Majesty!”
“We will escort you to safety, Your Majesty!”
Knights armored in sturdy full plate began to escort Barbarossa while watching the Apostle of the Disaster God warily.
They were surrounded by the rebel army on all sides.
If they rashly went outside, a shower of arrows would pour down like heavy rain.
But it would be safer than the scene where a monster that had appeared while devastating the palace was rampaging.
The knights, overwhelmed by the chilling atmosphere emanating from the Apostle of the Disaster God, tried to escape from the palace while escorting the emperor and the First Imperial Princess.
“The opponent is an Apostle of the Disaster God. I will confront her.”
“H-How on earth did they…!”
At Edanant’s words, Barbarossa glared at the black-haired woman with wide eyes.
An Apostle of the Disaster God.
How on earth had they invaded the imperial palace?
As soon as the Racial War ended, they had put in all their effort to eradicate the groups that worshiped forgotten gods.
Especially the groups that worshiped the Disaster God, recorded as the root of all evil, had been tracked down and exterminated to the very end.
They had completely cut off their lineage,
Yet the remnants of the Disaster God had continued their lineage.
Barbarossa clenched his fist so hard that the back of his hand split as he let out a lament.
“Young Master Edanant, it’s dangerous alone! At least with the imperial knights…”
“It’s alright. I specialize in subjugating cult followers.”
Edanant shrugged his shoulders and answered Isabel’s cry.
Of all things, it had to be an Apostle who worshiped the Disaster God.
She was the most troublesome, strong opponent he had faced since the end of the war.
If he didn’t face her seriously, they would all be annihilated.
The Apostle of the Disaster God, who had suddenly attacked the emperor’s palace, was even armed with the Sage’s magical equipment.
Edanant, who had never lost his composure in any situation, had to swallow dry saliva and prepare for death.
“You’re overflowing with composure. You seem to be letting them go?”
“Let them go? No, I’ve just let them loose for a moment.”
Barbarossa and Isabel left the half-collapsed palace under the escort of the imperial knights.
Despite the targets for execution clearly escaping before her eyes, the Apostle of the Disaster God didn’t move.
She overflowed with composure.
It was evidence that she was overconfident in her own strength.
And it also meant that she didn’t take her opponent before her eyes thoughtfully.
“Holy sword user… Your name was Edanant von Hohenberc, right? I remember.”
“To think the Apostle of the Disaster God would remember my name.”
“I am Ariel Spellada. An Apostle who worships the Fresh Blood Disaster God.”
“…Fresh Blood.”
The Fresh Blood Disaster God.
It was a name he was hearing for the first time.
Fresh Blood (鮮血).
Could it be the heretical god worshiped by vampires?
He quietly observed the black-haired woman.
Her deathly pale skin and eerily beautiful appearance were indeed characteristics of a vampire.
“That’s right, I’m a vampire.”
Her eyes, which had been shining pitch-black, changed to blood-red in an instant.
At the same time, hundreds of magic formations filled the space like stars in the night sky.
It was similar.
It was as if he was facing the Sage.
Her skill in imitating the original was excellent, but she couldn’t completely replicate the Thousand Demon Sorcerer.
However, as the blessing of the Disaster God fused with the magic formations, it reached a destructive power rivaling the original.
‘Damn it…! Where on earth did this monster appear from? I thought it was all over when the Demon King died!’
The magical power that had changed to blood-red began to surge from the ground like sparks.
It was the blessing of Fresh Blood.
The black-haired vampire revealed her full power.
If she had been an arrogant personality that carelessly revealed openings, it would have been somewhat easier to deal with her.
But unfortunately, the beautiful monster before his eyes was a character who put her all into everything.
The half-collapsed palace began to shake.
It would collapse soon.
The massive debris falling with thuds seemed to affirm this fact.
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The hand-to-hand combat between the imperial and rebel armies, which seemed like it would continue until one side was annihilated, stopped as lightning-stained blood-red struck down.
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The palace where the emperor resided collapsed.
And the ground split like a spider web, swallowing up numerous soldiers.
A monster had appeared.
Bombardment magic enhanced by the blessing of Fresh Blood rained down, instantly destroying the surroundings.
The soldiers who witnessed this let out screams and even threw away their weapons as they fled.
“To think you would parry all the attacks…! Not bad, holy sword user!”
“…”
Front, back, left, right.
Magic formations deployed from all directions, creating a festival of fire and lightning.
Edanant demonstrated the skill of parrying all attacks while continuously swinging Aldebaran, which emitted pure white radiance.
If he missed even one, it would lead to a fatal wound.
Pure white trajectories were engraved in the air every time he cut through fire and lightning.
“But it’s meaningless!”
He fired bullets in rapid succession while pulling the trigger, hoping they might work, but they didn’t reach the vampire.
Edanant clicked his tongue as he witnessed all the bullets being deflected.
He was particularly unfortunate today.
Until now, there hadn’t been anyone whose head he couldn’t put a bullet in.
“Kugh!”
Bombardment magic fell from the vampire in succession as if cornering a cat.
Edanant had to parry the attack each time and move to another location.
‘If I use my blessing, I could turn the tide… Damn it, there are too many humans around. No matter where I flee, there will definitely be one or two humans.’
Would there be a space without witnesses in the imperial palace that had turned into a fierce battlefield?
Because numerous troops were concentrated, there would be witnesses no matter where he went.
A place cut off from the outside.
An area where human feet couldn’t reach.
Such a convenient and favorable space wouldn’t just appear out of nowhere.
As Edanant continued the race of death with the Fresh Blood Apostle while in a state of anxiety, he suddenly seemed to recall something and raised his head.
A peculiar light flashed in his golden eyes.
“…That’s it!”
He turned his steps and changed direction.
Shockingly, Edanant headed towards the banquet hall, where Elizaveta and the great nobles were.
“How long do you intend to run? Now, be obedient and become a sacrifice for Fresh Blood.”
“……”
Although a chilling voice demanding death was heard, Edanant, who was moving at full speed, didn’t respond.
It wasn’t worth answering.
He hurried his steps even more and advanced in a straight line.
“Rue!”
“E-Edan…?!”
He finally reached the banquet hall.
Edanant called out to the tiny fairy in a resounding voice.
The girl poked her head out.
Upon seeing the Apostle of the Disaster God launching successive bombardment magic, the girl turned pale and screamed.
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The Fresh Blood Apostle flashed her blood-red eyes and intensified her bombardment even more at Edanant’s movements as he fled cleverly like a sewer rat.
The ground exploded, and dust swirled thickly.
It looked like a scene of bombardment with firearms, including cannons, at the forefront.
Rue, who witnessed the devastation and the people in the banquet hall, looked at Edanant while trembling.
As if he found it lonely to die alone, he was bringing a monstrous beast to a place where numerous people were gathered.
“Wh-What on earth are you bringing?!”
“Shut up… Just open the door with the little ones!”
“You want me to open the banquet hall door…?”
“This is no time for your usual jokes!”
Damn it.
What a dimwitted fairy.
A top-notch partner should understand even if it seems like I’m trying to get us all killed.
He had made a miscalculation. He hadn’t accounted for the Luinongs’ low intelligence.
“Open a passage connected to the fairies’ paradise. Hurry up, Rue!”
“Okay! Got it!”
Elizaveta, who was next to them, explained to Rue and the Luinongs.
At that, the tiny fairies who had been showing question marks let out exclamations and nodded their heads.
The fairies joined hands.
And a bright flash began to swallow the witnesses’ field of vision.
Edanant, who had been desperately blocking to prevent the banquet hall from being swept up in the bombardment magic, sighed in relief upon seeing the bright flash.
And he prepared a decisive strike against the Fresh Blood Apostle.
“Kugh, what on earth…!”
“Prepare to fall into paradise, Fresh Blood Apostle.”
The dazzling flash emitted as the Luinongs opened the passage was enough to rob the vision of those watching the scene up close.
The same was true for Ariel, who witnessed the flash head-on.
He didn’t miss the opening.
Black that surged like a mirage formed an army of muskets.
With sharp gunshots, a shower of bullets was fired, targeting the Fresh Blood Apostle.
Although most of the bullets were blocked by the defensive magic Ariel instinctively deployed, he still succeeded in counterattacking.
“Aagh! I-Impossible…! How can you…!!”
The numerous firearms deployed in the air were undoubtedly weapons formed by the blessing of the Disaster God.
How!
How on earth could he use the blessing of the Disaster God…!
It was unbelievable.
How could a swordsman chosen by the Earth Mother’s holy sword use the blessing of the Disaster God?
The beautiful vampire cried out sharply in shock.
But Edanant didn’t allow even a moment’s respite.
The loaded muskets spewed flames and resumed the shower of bullets.
Ariel was thrown into the center in the massive firepower again, where pure white radiance continued.
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