Chapter 354 – The Omen

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At the same time as the bloody lightning burst out, white-no, long silver hair that glowed by itself with magic power flew in all directions.

It soared as if in response to the owner’s anger, breaking the fist that was holding it like a sharp spear, freeing the body that was restrained.

“You bastard…!! I can’t forgive you!!”

Peruluca draws out the power of the vampire within himself with anger, even though he has not vampirized blood.

The surging magic power becomes ruby ​​crimson lightning, like her pupils her, and constitutes a curse.

Originally, an indirect curse that interfered with human sins and brought them out.

However, her magic now manifested from her is the wrath of a god that seems to punish all those sins.

Since ancient times, a phenomenon expressed by the greatest number of artists when it is said that punishment falls.

Called thunderbolt or lightning, sparks made up of dozens of clusters soared into the sky once, then turned into a giant pillar, the mace of a god, and pierced Alexios.

Peruluca’s attack, which suddenly increased its output, was unexpected even to Alexios, as it missed the shadow that was being held at the same time and staggered greatly.

“Kuh… Vain resistance… Yes, that guy you were relying on is already dead…! Look at that bleeding…! That wound…!”

While enduring the pain, Alexios said that while pointing at Cleon’s fallen body with his sharp tail his.

A hole pierced through the stomach from the back of his.

It’s thin, but the tunnel was built enough to easily pass Peruluca’s arm her.

Looking at the horribly shredded entrails visible inside her, Luca Peru runs a chill down her spine and her eyes darken to the extent that she cannot continue her speech.

Perhaps thinking that it was a gap, Alexios drew the tail that proved its power by piercing Cleon, and this time aimed at Peruluca’s body her.

Death and blood-soaked spear blades surged faster than before.

“Even if I pretend to be strong, there’s nothing like the possibility of stopping me from you half-assed bastards!”

Alexios’s cries close to conceit echoed.

—But.

Quarreung…!

A vibrating sound that resonates in the air.

What rips through the air and scatters is the same crimson lightning as before.

However, unlike the one that was close to a natural phenomenon that fell from the sky, it was obviously shaped by Peruluca’s will and flew in a straight line.

Pierce the tail that approaches you.

And that’s not all.

Peruluca’s red lightning, which reflects the vampire’s specialty of dissolving mana, pierces Alessios’ skin from the point it touches and burrows into it.

And, from the part it touched, Alexios’ body spread like poison and collapsed.

“As for you guys… Never… Never, never, never…! I can’t forgive you!!!”

Peruluca raises the output of lightning with fury like a scream.

Alexios sees it and cannot hide his embarrassment his, but quickly cuts off his own tail to deal with the collapse before it travels through his body his.

“Female…!”

Of course, even if the collapse spread throughout, there would be no problem in reconstructing the body if Illenu had magic power.

However, there was no doubt that that alone would consume a considerable amount of mana.

The moment she glered at Peru Luca, who had become her her enemy, her she could no longer look down on, and decided to distance herself from her.

“Cleon!”

Amelia reached through the siege of blood clones with her own strength her.

Alexios frowned at the appearance of another enemy and looked in the direction of the sound, but Amelia’s eyes were not on Alesis, but towards the fallen Cleon.

Of course, all she saw was Cleon, who had fallen to the ground, bleeding from her.

Thinking stops, pupils dilate.

With her heart beating fast, Amelia ran towards Cleon, forgetting that Alessios even existed.

Alesios frowned at her actions as if she did n’t care about him, but after being freed from restraints, the shadow of Illenu – Cleon’s thought body from another world that had conserved his strength her – quickly closed the distance and drew a sword at himself. As if annoyed at seeing him wield it, he blocked the area around his body with a translucent film of blood.

“It’s boring…! How long are you going to repeat these meaningless fights!”

“Who would say…!”

When Wilhelmina shouted at Alexios, who was shouting in an arrogant manner, as if he was dumbfounded, Alexios’ eyes turned to that direction once again.

“Ah, that’s right. My real body that you’re holding back… If you get hold of it, this whole fight could be over.”

“Chit…”

She asks if she intends to target herself this time, and Wilhelmina tries to buy her time by reinforcing the barrier of her divine magic that somehow protects her.

Of course, it wasn’t Shadow and Peruluca who would be watching Alessios like that, and rushed with all their might to stop Alessios.

So, Amelia approached Cleon while the two were buying time and Alessios’ attention.

Even the weapon she was holding, the hammer of ice, fell to the ground, and she brought her hand to Cleon’s body her, not caring that her transformation her was canceled.

Up close, the seriousness of the wound was conveyed even more strongly.

Thinking of how to block Cleon’s stomach from which his intestines were leaking through neatly, he tore off the clothes she was wearing and tried to cover them.

Amelia’s hands her tremble as she instinctively realizes the futility of her actions her.

The beating of the heart became even faster.

The sound was so loud that she could hear it in her own ears.

‘Cleon is dead…’

As only that sentence filled my head, all the noisy battle sounds around me were drowned out.

There is no way to stop the blood from flowing out like this.

Disconnected from her Holy Spirit her and unable to use her proper divine magic, she tries to squeeze her own divine magic somehow to close his wounds her.

However, it is not enough.

Dying The fire of life goes out.

How should I tell Lubera and everyone in the original world?

She can no longer face his smile her.

She becomes unable to see his back her.

She becomes untouchable by his touch her.

A valued colleague, friend, and—

The thumping heart stopped beating in an instant.

The moment the accident went out of control, I reached the one truth.

Touching the emotions you have been hiding from anyone else, even from yourself.

It was hidden in admiration, friendship, curiosity, and trust.

Long hair.

After meeting Cleon, there were many people who wanted his heart her, so Amelia had turned her head away from such feelings early on.

Besides, it goes without saying that her own status as an imprisoned princess was interfering with her relationship her with him.

“No…!”

Her voice her, which came out of her small mouth her as she held her head in her hands, was different from her usual sweet or reserved voice her.

A voice tinged with despair and trembling, but honest with desire.

It was a voice soaked in regret, wanting to reverse what had happened.

Pike, sparks flew from her chest to her.

The phenomenon, which she herself did not seem to notice, was a phenomenon that occurred when her ‘another magic crystal’ reacted to her dark emotions.

Centered on her body her, her divine magic her is reversed and turns into dark, sticky black magic.

From the tips of her feet her to the tips of her fingers her, black magic began to appear covering the surface of her body her.

Even her platinum blonde hair was gradually dyed purple.

“——!”

Among the other party fighting on the other side of the wall of siege, Gray and Thief raised their heads.

He couldn’t hide his bewilderment at the sudden appearance of magical powers that were terrifyingly dark and filled with negative emotions.

Sif squeezed the Gungnir in his hand her, and Hermes quickly gave Gray advice on what to do next.

[Gray. Hurry to Princess Amelia.]

“Sssss…! Got it…!”

Gray, who had an idea of ​​the owner of that magical power, wrapped himself in a blackout suit and broke through the wall of encirclement, and Amelia was—

I ran towards the source of magical power.

Gray, who broke through the siege wall looking for gaps with acceleration as if time had moved forward, immediately saw Amelia’s figure with those two eyes.

“What is it… That…!”

As if black flowers were blooming, several thin walls of black magic rose from the ground and were trying to wrap Amelia’s body in her.

Sensing something eerie, Gray ran to Amelia without delay.

It was because Amelia had a premonition that if she was surrounded by all those petals, something irreversible would happen.

Fortunately, it was easily torn off and scattered in the air just by Gray reaching out and tearing it apart during construction.

Seeing Amelia’s appearance her, which had already undergone some transformation, Gray held her breath.

[Gray!]

“Al, there is! Amelia is a sword that stops! If you radiate such magic power…! It’s like a demon sword!”

“…Gray…”

Amelia looked back at Gray as tears flowed from her eyes her, which had once been blue-now gold.

And, what he was holding in his arms was his and Cleon’s body was hers.

Gray is also shocked to see his wounds her, and has the illusion that his hair is rising upside down, but-

[Calm down, Grey. If you get out of control, you can’t calm things down. He is still alive In addition, let me tell you that there is a good chance of recovery.]

“──Sir…!”

As a result of Hermes’ cold analysis, Gray also approaches Cleon, regaining his lost reason, and brings his face her to his heart her and puts his ear to his ear his.

Then he could see that his heart was still beating, albeit slowly.

“I-I’m serious. I’m alive…”

“…Eh…?”

At Gray’s words, Amelia also turned to Gray’s and Cleon’s faces with a surprised face.

Gray’s face is a bit hard to believe, but it’s a relief.

Cleon, despite the terrible appearance of having his stomach pierced, had an expression that showed no pain at all.

“Ah, Amelia. Cleon is still alive. Besides, Hermes said that recovery is possible.”

“That, crab… Is it really…?”

At Amelia’s question, Gray nodded her head vigorously, holding her hand her with both of her hands.

“Hermes does not lie…!”

“Ha, but… I have such a huge wound… I can’t do it with my recovery magic…!”

[Recovery magic is unnecessary. Two factors will explain that he can self-recover.]

At that time, Hermes raises his voice to explain to Amelia.

[First of all, a magic has already been cast on his body. Even if the body and soul are separated, it is a type of necromancy that forcibly maintains life so that the body does not die. However, it only prevents the connection between the body and soul from being completely severed, and cannot prevent the damaged part from decaying.]

“So, then, does Cleon’s soul no longer exist in this body!?”

“How is that different from being dead!?”

When Amelia and Gray raised their voices in excitement, Hermes immediately continued to elaborate.

[His soul her is near. Judging by the situation, it seems that she entered the body of the goddess of death, who is connected by her contact with her. She must be thinking of doing something about another goddess who is rampaging over there.]

“But you said the scars remain…?”

[Yes. But Cleon seems to have already taken the recovery medicine. Little by little, the wound heals naturally. Compared to healing magic, the speed is so slow that it seems to be invisible, but… You can see that the blood in the body is recovering quickly even with this amount of blood loss.]

“…Recovery medicine…?”

When Gray tilted his head, Amelia looked at Cleon’s body her with a tense expression.

To tell the truth, Cleon didn’t even know that his body was recovering.

The ‘restorative medicine’ that Hermes analyzed was the special treatment medicine Layla made for her when she came here.

Ingredients are ingredients, adding to Lyla’s potion-making skills for her.

Since he took all of that precious thing by himself, even after all the wounds on his body he were healed, the medicinal effect remained and slowly restored Cleon’s body condition.

Fortunately, even if that caused Cleon’s body to suffer fatal wounds.

Thanks to Wilhelmina’s magic and Layla’s healing medicine, it was possible to walk a tightrope on the edge of death.

When Cleon said he could recover, Amelia let out a sigh of relief.

At some point, the body that had been changing had returned to its original form, and Gray looked at Amelia like that.

‘The change just before… Was obviously strange. I don’t think I even noticed…’

[Yes… But, the power of the princess is to activate the magic crystal as a medium. Does she have a medium that can generate that much dark magic?]

Gray exchanging voices with each other’s spirit.

Amelia stood up in front of Gray and grabbed her hammer her.

Then, he raised the power of the hammer once more, and stood as if to keep the position until Cleon returned.

“…Anyway! The sword that believes in Cleon and protects this place!”

“…Yes!”

In an instant, Amelia spread her terrifying magical power her to the point of beating the Great Devil.

Leaving a bit of uneasiness behind, Gray and Amelia rekindled their fighting spirit.