Chapter 508 – Final Battle (3)

“Going!”

Taking my words as a signal, Iona, I, and Helena kicked the ground.

Leading the way was Helena, the strongest among us. She wore brilliance like armor, and her body was strengthened to the limit with limitless divine power. Even though it is only a spirit, there are various resistances that arise from embracing the godhead.

In one hand, she held a mace that was buried in light and its shape was invisible, and in the other hand, she wore the forepaw of Solari, which was created by directly projecting divine power rather than divine power. She looked like a beastman who had become a paladin.

The current Helena, where sacredness and wildness coexist, is probably the most perfect reflection of Solari.

But it doesn’t end here.

A translucent shape hugs and pushes Helena’s back as she rushes like a chariot. Clara usually minimized projecting power outside the medallion, saying it was too costly.

Helena raised her mace towards Rahim, who was in the middle of dispelling her magic.

“At last! Aren’t you saying that you can’t bear a world without your lover and that you want to destroy it all? That’s just complaining! It’s just a way to vent! “You bastard!”

[Do you know that a saint like us can use her self-sacrifice spell at any time? This is only possible if she has a sincere desire to achieve it even if it means giving up her all. Rahim, do you think Flora really wants to do what you are doing now?]

She shouted and brought down her mace straight down.

A determined expression. A heavy blow that strikes like lightning. Reminiscent of heavenly punishment… No, it was actually a blow that contained more power than that.

However, Rahim easily struck her down with one careless swing of her holy sword.

“I know. Flora wouldn’t want it. But I wish.”

Quang!

A loud noise rings out. Even when I blocked with one hand, my posture was broken, but what about now that I have both hands? Originally, it was a powerful force that would not be strange even if it flew far away.

But it didn’t happen. Because instead of blocking Rahim’s attack with her shield, Helena prevented her own body from collapsing.

It’s an outrageous method. It’s like being hit by a carriage with your back against a wall. It is natural that the unresolved shock crushes Helena’s whole body.

But Helena is a saint. A righteous saint of light who specializes in combat.

The power of Solari, which had the strongest healing power next to her Circulating Life Power, began to quickly heal Helena’s damaged body.

Rahim’s holy sword stabs in, aiming for that slight gap. What prevented this was none other than Solari’s front foot.

Phew!

The lion’s thick front paw is pierced, and the holy sword sticks out through the back of the hand. However, perhaps because she had broken through her divine power, which was dense energy itself, the sharp blade never touched Helena’s neck.

Solari, who blocked Rahim’s holy sword like that, raised the corners of her mouth with a smirk.

“Gotcha.”

Kuuk.

Solari holding on to the holy sword with her hand pierced. The force was so strong that even when Rahim pulled it hard, it only made an unpleasant metallic sound and did not come out easily.

Iris’s magic fell on Rahim, who stopped in his tracks. It is not an elemental burst. Since he asked me to pour out magic without stopping, I used another magic that could be cast right away.

Of course, it would be difficult to inflict fatal wounds on Rahim due to lack of power… There will be more than enough to leave scratches.

A rock that wants to penetrate into the body like lightning, and a cold ray that freezes everything just by touching it. The wind clinging heavily to one arm that was already close to ashes.

The elemental magic that Iris has been combining for hundreds of years is eating away at Rahim’s body.

New scars appear one by one on top of old scars. But even this will soon be shaken off. Before that, Iona threw herself down.

Eyes dyed bright red. A graveyard of thorn spears made of blood that has already been completed.

The owner of a space that looks like a thorn vine forest or a sword cat. Iona picks up one of the Chepesus lying around and charges at it.

“Haaaaa!”

A strike without hesitation aimed at the heart. However, Rahim avoids Iona’s surprise attack by twisting her upper body without letting go of her holy sword.

It wasn’t the end just because I avoided it once.

Chepeshu suddenly wriggled like a plant growing and lengthened towards Rahim. Rahim frowned at that persistent appearance and reduced the light of the holy sword, but instead surrounded his entire body with an aura mixed with divine power.

Kagak!

Although Rahim’s aura was dented, he successfully blocked Iona’s signature magic. Once.

“Where where! “Why don’t you try blocking them all!”

According to Iona’s will, which was emitting a thick scent of blood, the Chepesu stuck in all directions of her all flew towards Rahim.

Some were struck in a straight line in the air, some were curved as bizarrely as before, and one was held in Iona’s hand and fired with its power amplified.

“… “Remaining tricks!”

In the end, Rahim removed his burned hand from the holy sword and began to block the flying thorn spears.

Whip!

As he moved directly rather than just hitting him quietly, the damage to Rahim’s auror was noticeably reduced.

Blood began to flow from his dark red skin, but Rahim succeeded in blocking dozens of Chepeshu.

This is the moment when she holds the nearly drawn holy sword again with both hands and positions herself as if she is about to cut down Iona with Solari’s front paw.

“Blood. “Did you spill it?”

Along with Iona’s charming smile, one of Rahim’s arms stiffened.

“This… ?”

This is possible because Iona has risen in rank as a vampire and has become infinitely closer to the true ancestor.

Iona, who can exercise absolute control over blood even if it is not her own, hardened the blood that flowed out of her and bound Rahim’s arms.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her raised mouth, which must have been too much for Iona to do. But she did not show it and shouted.

“Now!”

“I know!”

A brief moment of time between Helena and Iona. Meanwhile, my magic was complete. Her magic, which had been kept in her mind rather than in her mouth, was released at once.

“Punishment!”

A complex magic circle drawn on the tip of the staff. However, this time, the corresponding magic circle did not appear in the sky.

Instead, a light sword the size of an ordinary heavy weapon rises in front of the staff. The sword body made by forging light and the flames wrapped around it shake unstably.

Originally, Punishment was a magic that maximized this instability and caused an explosion.

That’s enough for now. But not anymore. The explosion is strong, instantaneous, has a wide range, and is difficult to avoid… As the power itself spreads, Rahim is able to cut it down.

So I compressed it.

The size equivalent to a small tower was compressed and compressed again, reducing it to a size that was easy to hold with one hand. The structure has become so unstable that it has become a magic that explodes immediately when concentration is slightly lost, but it doesn’t matter to me.

As soon as the furniture was finished compressing, I immediately brought out the dagger.

A dagger that voraciously devours my magic, befitting its description of swallowing light. And not long after, a lightsaber identical to the compressed piece of furniture grows on top of the dagger.

The difference is that both the sword body and the flames surrounding it are all stained black. And the option of the dagger that responds to the divine power of the noble reign is being applied as is.

“Tsk.”

Did he sense something unusual about the sight of the black burning great sword? Rahim clicked his tongue, broke the wrist that was about to cut Iona, and swung it straight at me.

The holy sword imbued with pure white brilliance and the dagger transformed into a jet-black greatsword collide with each other.

Kwaaaaa!

Shock waves spreading in concentric circles. With the help of various auxiliary magic and Helena’s buffs, the body that is about to be pushed away is forcibly held together.

A sword made to cut down an evil god and a dagger made from the corpse of an evil god gnaw at each other, scattering fragments of magical power and divine power in all directions.

Although he was a little behind in power, he succeeded in completely blocking the holy sword that could cut through anything for the first time.

As they paused, all kinds of fancy magic fell as if they had been waiting. Rahim avoids most attacks by twisting his body, and cancels out attacks that cannot be avoided with his raised aura.

However, the defense was not perfect, as it took a lot of strength to block my dagger that engulfed the Punishment.

The magic, which had so far only left small scratches, hit Rahim’s body directly for the first time.

Grumble!

Although it was extinguished immediately, the flame burned Rahim’s shoulder for a moment.

Blisters begin to form in real time on the red-hot shoulders.

Since he was using his strength to block my sword, he probably didn’t have enough energy to defend himself. It can be said that it is indeed a smooth flow, but… This happened during a brief standoff.

Immediately, I gently bend my wrist, and the sword I was holding goes with Rahim’s holy sword as if it were being sucked in. I realized this when I saw Rahim’s knee raising towards my solar plexus, which was in a posture that made me feel like I was falling forward.

Although I can fight quite well in close quarters, my main job is as a mage. I knew there was a huge gap between Rahim and me.

But I guess it was a bigger difference than I thought.

We urgently wrapped scales and shields around the solar plexus to minimize damage, but the shock was still transmitted through all of this. It feels like there is a hole in my stomach and my intestines are turning to mush.

“Wow!”

My body floats in the air with a handful of blood pouring from my mouth.

A holy sword flew towards my now defenseless neck. I am surprised but not afraid. Because I wasn’t fighting alone.

“Put that sword away!”

“Whose student are you touching?”

A shoulder charge using Solari’s front foot, which was suddenly regenerated. And the remains of Chepeş scattered on the floor wriggled and turned into thorns that strangled Rahim’s arms.

Thanks to this, the sword strike was completely missed.

Kwak-ga-ga-ga-gak!

The slash that passes by me splits the space and leaves a deep scar.

I felt dizzy for a moment, but the system calibration silently moved my body according to my will.

He calmly twists his waist to land and uses that torque to swing the dagger.

However, I was unlucky this time.

Teuong!

“Tsk!”

Rahim’s holy sword shoots up from below and strikes the black greatsword in the same direction as I swing.

A body twisting as the rotational force used to exert force escapes my control. This time, the holy sword was struck quickly and accurately without Helena or Iona having time to block it.

The target is the forehead. The distance was so close that it was too late to cast another spell. A chilling moment that clearly conveys Rahim’s determination to end me.

“Junior… !”

My body is pulled to the side along with Fay’s completely unexpected voice. Thanks to this, the holy sword passes above the top of the head rather than between the eyebrows.

The sword that was still shining on its own pierced through the golem of the Fae that had pulled me in.

The golem, which had a similar design to the giant golem that was boarded earlier, only became smaller in size, collapsed in an instant.

Taking advantage of that opportunity, I quickly widened the distance with Blink and adjusted my posture.

“Ha… Ha…”

I took a deep breath and compared the damage to each other in my head.

If this group had been a little unlucky, anyone would have died, but Rahim’s only injuries were a burn on his shoulder and the resulting blisters.

Truly unfair exchange fee. But there is no other way. If you have to do something, you have no choice but to do it somehow.

It takes a moment to strengthen your will and increase your magical power. Front, not back. Rebecca’s voice was heard from quite far away.

“Stop! Stop, Rahim!”

Rebecca, holding Flora’s body and holding her staff to her head, spoke with tears streaming down her face.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do to Flora.”

“Rebecca you… !”

Anyway, I didn’t know that Rebecca would turn out like this. Rahim rushes towards this direction for a moment but then stops.

Rebecca spoke to him in her sad voice.

“You always hurt me Rahim. … But now you’re going to hurt too.”

Magical light flashes from the tip of Rebecca’s staff, and some kind of magic is about to be completed. As soon as Rahim notices this, he runs like crazy and swings the holy sword.

All of Rebecca’s protective magic was shattered and her upper body was cut deeply, but the magic had already been completed.

However, at the end, what the staff pointed to was Rahim, not Flora.

Churrrr

The sound of chains coming from far away. A world in rapid change. At the end, the materialized contradiction becomes a chain of flames and wraps around Rahim.

The material is the blood spurted from Rebecca’s upper body. Is it because it is a great magic that was activated by using oneself as a sacrifice? Rahim, who was restrained more strongly than before, frowned and shouted.

“What are you thinking, Rebecca?”

“Rahim. To fulfill your request, I have been forced to survive for the past 300 years. So, it would be profitable for you to do me a favor.”

After saying that, Rebecca stretched out her trembling arm and stroked Rahim’s cheek. Her hands, stained red with her own blood, leave clear marks.

“… Please die with me.”

Rebecca smiled brightly.

Like a girl who confessed her love.