Chapter 1139 – The Warrior’s Dream

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How long has it been since Atlasia walked into Tiamat’s wide-open mouth?

When we entered, did Galatea talk for a little over a minute?

In any case, it may not have been that long, but to those waiting outside, it may have felt similar to the eons it took for heaven and earth to fall and be recreated.

This is especially true if you are dealing with Tiamat’s descendants who are constantly crawling out.

In the midst of a time when it felt like not only my stomach was burning, but my stamina and magical energy were burning away, finally.

The party must have seen the huge blade of light that pierced above Tiamat’s head.

It resembled the light emitted by the holy sword.

Although it was not divine magic, it shined more brilliantly than any other magic power.

And, the light that had been extending upwards finally swung down, as if it was slowly falling forward.

Finally, we succeeded in tearing apart the huge body of Tiamat from the inside.

“Cleon…!”

“Lady Fleur!”

Everyone would have no doubt that it was Cleon and Fleur’s achievement.

Finally, the light that cut down Tiamat disappears.

Tia Matt let out an inexplicable scream, and it seemed like her life was cut short.

Blood did not flow from the monster, perhaps because the high heat of sacred magic had destroyed the cut area.

Instead, think of something sticking out from within the crack.

It was Atlasia, which looked quite different from when I walked inside.

Instead of shining white armor, the body had almost nothing left but a silver inner frame.

If I hadn’t lightened my body as much as possible, I wouldn’t have been able to jump out like that.

“Uh… Wait.”

However, upon seeing Atlasia, Attis opened his mouth.

This is because it did not look like Atlasia would calculate its own fall position and land on the ground.

The party had no choice but to check the location where Atlasia would fall and dodge to the side.

“Wow!!”

Schrödinger was in the closest position, so he hurriedly escaped from there screaming.

Finally.

Wow!!!

Crunch bang bang!!

Finally, Atlasia fell headfirst and fell to the ground.

I rolled over and over again, bounced off, and rolled around on the ground.

When he finally came to a halt, her arms and legs were torn off, and about half of his face was shattered.

“Wow, wow…”

As Sasha looked at that, she couldn’t help but voice her concern for Cleon and Fleur who were inside.

If it was that much of a shock, the people inside would have been thrown all over the place as if they had been put in a blender.

But, right after that.

[Everyone! Get away from Tiamat!]

It was Cleon’s voice mixed with noise.

“Yes?”

Amelia asked that question in response to Cleon’s words.

The next moment, Kuon, who was close to her, quickly grabbed Amelia’s body and pulled her away from Tia Matt.

And, not long after.

From the gap in Tiamat’s cut body, intense light flowed again.

However, the shape and nature of the sword seemed a little different from the light from earlier.

The reason was because it was similar to the light ‘when gunpowder explodes’.

“Wow Ah, Ah !!! Now, wait !!”

Kuon, who noticed this, quickly turned around and spread a huge barrier wall between the area where her companions were and where Tiamat was.

And the next moment.

Kwaaaaang!!!

As an intense explosion rang out, Tiamat’s body exploded!

Literally, like a huge bomb exploding, the sound of ‘boom, boom!’ Rang out over and over again, and Tiamat exploded and was stillborn, leaving no body behind.

There were no body fragments sticking out, and if it were neat, it could be considered neat.

“Ugh…!”

“Sasha!?”

The prisoners with good hearing (+Sasha) had no choice but to collapse on the spot, as if their heads were spinning at the sound of the explosion.

“Why, why did it explode…?”

Lila just muttered as if she couldn’t understand.

Well, even if I told you, it would be difficult to understand.

When Atlasia Sword’s special move is activated, the enemy’s monster is cut down and after a certain period of time.

That means it explodes.

Originally, Atlasia would have to pose after that while holding the sword.

Of course, Atlasia now had no such power or body left.

“Ha…”

Inside the cockpit of Atlasia, Cleon sighed like that.

And in his arms was Fleur, who had let go of the cockpit lever and was trying to calm her pounding heart.

Of course, the reason is to protect her from the shock that occurs inside Atlasia as she falls.

It was the second time today. Cleon somehow managed to keep Fleur safe by using his body as a cushion.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes… Thanks… Thank you.”

If Fleur answers like that, Cleon will also nod his head and look around.

First of all, I have to leave Atlasia’s cockpit after completing this role…

It’s a mess, dented and broken, and you can’t move your limbs properly.

When I think about it, I didn’t come in by opening somewhere, but I came in by being teleported using the bracelet I received from Oldburn.

“… Isn’t it possible to escape manually?”

As Cleon said that, he somehow moved his hand, trying to touch the bracelet on his wrist…

“Huh!?”

Because he was so close, he ended up touching the back of Fleur’s waist, and when Fleur made a sound like a scream, he was startled and stopped her hand.

“S-sorry…!”

“Oh, no, it’s okay…! More than that, what is ‘Atra’…?”

Fleur said so, and the screen still visible in front of them-

However, seeing that beyond was filled with only a sandstorm of noise, I searched for the artificial spirit that burned out the last flame.

The only thing that resonates is a sound that tickles your ears.

And finally, when even the noisy screen disappeared, there was silence in the cockpit for a moment.

“She, I guess…”

Cleon had no choice but to say that.

Since artificial spirits do not have a body, the only thing that maintains their mind and soul is magical power.

And, due to the attack a little while ago, he, Cleon, Fleur, and even Galatea.

Atra, who took most of the magical power and struck Tiamat with the final blow, would not even have the magical energy left to maintain the bare minimum of self.

In other words, from the artificial spirit’s point of view, she…

“…”

Fleur nodded her head quietly as if she understood what Cleon meant, even though he didn’t continue.

“… I see… Surely, she too in the end─”

[Who, who─ ‘Chi, crackling─’ Ma, the last—the last—?]

“Aaaaah!?”

Just as Fleur was about to say something touching, a disturbing voice was heard once again.

Although it still contained a lot of mechanical sounds, I could recognize it as Atra’s voice that I had heard before.

“Atra…!? How?”

And, once again.

When light flashed out, a hologram of Atra appeared in front of Cleon and Fleur.

And, up until now, Galatea would have been there.

Galatea was also in a kind of dormant state because she had poured all of her magical power into the attack a little while ago.

Instead.

[Haaaaam… I slept well~ I guess I didn’t use as much magic as I thought]

Caliban was seen stretching.

“Caliburn!”

[Yes~ If Cleon’s partner is Galatea, the trump card is always me~]

From the explanation, it seemed that when she was connected to Atlasia with Galatea, she went into a dormant state early on and was stockpiling her magical power in preparation for something that might happen.

And that magic power was not passed on to the Atlasia maneuver.

[Due to Cleon’s personality, at the end, he will scrape up everything that is left, all the way to the bottom of the floor, and explode it. Should I say it is a kind of savings and insurance?]

“Ugh…! Well, I can’t refute it, but…!”

It wasn’t for nothing that I became a bandage mummy at the end of each part.

[Thanks to you, I was able to buy some time to say my final goodbyes before sending you all back outside.]

“Last greeting…”

And if Atra said that, Fleur would have thought, ‘I guess so’ and bowed her head.

[Yes. Well, Atlasia has become like this, and the important power source has been damaged due to overload, so if you all leave here, my role will end.]

And as she said that, her face looked a little relieved.

[But to you all, I am grateful. At the end of the last. Because I was able to become a warrior who protects people, just like I wanted.]

Even if her disappearance is confirmed, she has no regrets because her own wish has come true ─

“Wait. What are you talking about?”

At that time, Cleon interrupted Atra’s final greeting.

“Mr. Cleon…?”

“A final greeting? That can’t be possible. Didn’t I say it before? I don’t want an ending where you (the hero) save the world with your sacrifice.”

Yes, Cleon already said that a little while ago.

Because no one, including him, wanted that kind of ending.

[…? Ha, but. Atlasia is now damaged beyond repair…? Magic power will soon be depleted…]

“You can continue to supply magic power from outside, and Atlasia can be repaired even if it is not completely complete. Or, you can create another similar body. Fortunately, there is an old man out there who has been obsessed with machines all his life.”

“…!”

Fleur would look surprised for a moment at Cleon’s words.

“You just pulled out the holy sword, right? It would be too bad to end it all in one go. … Your hero legend has only just begun.”

Cleon said that as if he was certain, and Atra, who heard that, was unable to reply for a moment.

[Really… I can continue to be a hero?]

“Yes. Well, it’s a strange story for me, a magic swordsman, to tell, but… I promise.”

No longer will anyone have to make sacrifices.

Don’t let them follow the same path as Lesia.

By defeating the man who had blown her into the gap between the two dimensions, her belief had become even stronger.

“Let’s go, Atra. This world needs a hero like you.”

A warrior whose heart is strong and whose beliefs are correct enough to protect someone without looking back at himself.

Even though I couldn’t hold his hand directly, I heard Cleon’s words.

Atra was definitely pulled up and saved.

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The soul that escapes from Tiamat, who died an ugly explosion, flies up to the sky.

He could feel the force pulling him in his spiritual veins, but he still couldn’t go inside.

‘In the end, Tiamat is one of the demonic beasts I created… Although it is said to be the peak. It can’t end like this.’

Now, there is no organization left called the Returners, and without belonging to any of them, Laplace has been reduced to a dreamer who dreamed of the world he would create.

He would have lost his body again and was struggling in the air to move on to his next body.

‘Now that this has happened… Next time, we will need to thoroughly create a demonic beast that specializes in killing people around the demon swordsman. Assassin type… Or, something small enough to be barely visible to the human eye… Yeah, a bug form wouldn’t be bad either.’

If you don’t have a demon with the necessary abilities, just create another chimera.

Again and again.

Even if it means overcoming death, I will take revenge on them.

Is it because my perspective was narrowed because I was caught up in such wandering thoughts?

Laplace did not properly notice something huge approaching him.

And, it was only when he thought that a shadow had fallen over his small, small, and ugly, twisted soul that he discovered it.

Cheok, gaping mouth.

That scary mouth with vicious teeth growing out.

‘What, what!? Why are you here!? Akto-‘

Boom.

When his mouth closes before he can even cry out his name.

The ‘Father of the Wyverns’ who lived for a long time… The wild god of invasion swallowed the souls of his enemies within him.

A weak soul will be torn apart, digested, and soon disappear in front of a huge soul.

[It’s just as I thought… Reincarnated… Your soul tastes like rotten meat.]

As he said that, he spun around in the sky and returned to his own territory.

Originally, he would not have been able to come out between the mountain ranges.

‘Coincidentally’.

At that time, it was possible because no guardians were observing him.

For a long time, clinging to the shadow of history.

In the true sense of the word, the group called the Returners, who have been eating away at the peace of so many people—

It was the moment of the end of that history.