Episode 914 Kang Ja-ran
Holy Armor, Arminel.Holy Spear, Gran-ter.
Saint Ersetia, armed with two divine artifacts, twisted her body. A spearhead and a forearm encased in carapace clashed. She narrowed her eyes.
As expected, he’s not from a great beastkin tribe.
There are many subspecies of beastmen, but I have never heard of a beastman with these characteristics, and their combat prowess is on a completely different level.
He might be an anomaly, like King Antias of that era.
However, Antias would not simply leave a predator of this caliber unchecked. Beastmen place greater importance on a hierarchy based on force than humans do.A beastman who does not obey the leader’s commands cannot become a member of the tribe.
If you think about it in reverse, all of this might be a scheme orchestrated by Antias… butputting aside my dislike of it, there is absolutely no possibility that Antias, as the ruler of the Great Tribe, would readily declare war on humanity in the midst of this.
Boom!
The clouds from all directions were pushed away.
Its damaged carapace was restored in an instant, as if it possessed regenerative powers. Even after hours of combat, neither of them sustained any significant injuries.The Saintess was not the only one to recover quickly even after being severely wounded.
“So this is a being called a Transcendent of the Faith Realm… You certainly exceed expectations. But how many more Transcendents like you are on this continent?”“Why are you curious about that?”“Well, isn’t that the case?”
Barcazel said.
“Dragons are inherently free-spirited and prioritize primal instincts, so they do not harbor ambitions acquired later in life. However, the human race is different. Among them, humans and beastmen possess such desires particularly strongly. It is their nature to wield power ambitiously if they possess it.”“…….”“I have heard that in this era, your human transcendents are beings who have transcended the boundaries of their species, yet they still harbor ambitions just the same. Is it called an ideal? That is why I cannot help but have such doubts.”
Barcazel raised his arm to the side in an exaggerated manner and pointed at the world.
“Why didn’t the world perish sooner?”
Where there are many strong people, conflict is inevitable.
Even a normally docile beast goes berserk when its territory is invaded. Peace? Harmony? There is no such thing. The world is nothing but war and truces.Even if we hold hands and smile for now, it is bound to end in ruin someday. Tranquility is merely the beginning and a stepping stone for the next war.
“It is my principle not to answer the questions of blasphemers, but I feel sorry for you on a human level, so I will teach you a piece of basic common sense.”
Ersetia pointed at Barcazel with the Holy Lance.
“The world calls that ‘balance.’”“Balance, huh?”
Barcazel bared his teeth.
“There couldn’t be anything more dangerous than that───!”
Barcazel descended, further unleashing his overflowing wildness. His ferocity, as terrifying as his appearance, dampened the divine power.
At that moment.
Ersetia lowered the tip of her spear with precision and assumed a stance.
“Luas.”
Kuooooh… … .
Holy radiance reflected light, turning the dawn into midday. It was as if a vortex of light had enveloped her.
“At this rate, we won’t be able to decide the winner even if we fight for days. Considering the hidden potential of Suin, it will be difficult to determine the winner and loser in a single blow with the release of the Holy Spear alone.”
In the current battle between Ersetia and Barcazel, it was impossible to say who had the upper hand.Although their individual abilities differed, they were evenly matched.
Even Ersetia had never seriously faced an opponent of this caliber. It was only natural. After all, it had been a peaceful era until now.As the Saint of the Luas religion, there was never any need for her to kill a transcendent being.
‘… … Verden.’
The face of the figure who boldly revealed the truth at the World Conference that he had killed five transcendent beings flashed through my mind.
He is clearly a figure of the same era, yet I wonder what kind of life he is living.He is a man whose thoughts are unknowable, but at the very least, he must always be prepared to willingly step into the unknown.
My resolve couldn’t possibly be less than his.
The density of divine power surged to its extreme, stimulating the Holy Spear and Holy Armor. It was the first time the true power of these two divine artifacts had been awakened simultaneously.Not only was there no worthy opponent, but… there had never been a divine being chosen by two divine artifacts like her.
You never know what might happen.
However, there is no doubt.
Please grant permission.
Even at this very moment, she felt the goddess’s love and benevolence.
The great, divine being of light.
A halo of light bursting from the Holy Lance and Holy Armor blinded everyone nearby. A sacred pillar connected the sky and the earth as one.
Barcagel relied on his intuition and dug his nails in.
Tragedy.
The hand that was about to grab the nape of the neck hidden between the armor and tear it off was caught by something. A force strong enough to make him flinch crushed the carapace.
The light subsided.
A shadow fell across Barcazel’s eyes.
“……!”
Barcazel, struck by the spear shaft, was thrown backward but regained his balance on his wings. Even so, his vision was still bathed in light.
The shoulder was struck.
It crashed.
Boom!
Barcazel barely managed to rotate his body and withstand the impact with his arms and legs. The ground around him sank down.Gulp.Blood flowed from Barcazel’s mouth as he knelt on one knee on the floor. A shock unlike anything he had felt before tore through his entire body.
“Hahaha…! The power of the strange weapon called a divine artifact. Is this your true potential?”
As Barcazel raised his head, Ersetia, with four wings formed of light on her back, was in the stance of a spear thrower.
“Leaving that ‘promise’ aside, I wonder what the world will become of. Enough that I don’t want to lose the ‘destiny’ I have barely regained.”
He clutched his head tightly.
Who will be the master of this era?
The wildness of life.
Crunch crunch.
Strong claws shattered the carapace and dug into the flesh. The pressure exceeding the skull dangerously stimulated the brain.
Instinct roars.
As he brought the threat of death upon himself, the blood flow in his body accelerated. The wounded beast’s wildness was maximized, making it much more ferocious.
Window of Dawn
The Holy Spear shot out in the blink of an eye with a flash… Barcazel twisted his waist with overwhelming reflexes and snatched it.
“I want to see what the source of this light is.”“You are impossible.”
Before I knew it, the saint was within striking distance.
Because it’s Suin.
The religion of Luas worships the light of the goddess and is a religion solely for humanity. Soulless beastmen cannot go to Luas’s side no matter what kind of life they lead.
dervish.
Ersetia is a staunch anthropocentric who fundamentally defines all races except humans as inferior non-humans.
In the past, humans were discriminated against, but now do humans discriminate?
The ground split open.
“This is truly an age of madness.”
The Holy Spear turned into a sacred light and returned to Ersetia’s hand, and Barcazel let out a shout and released the restrictions on his physical strength.
He swung his hand with the edge of his hand raised.
Crack.
The mountain range split apart.
It was the power that split his masterpiece and body in half while fighting to the death with the worst dwarf on earth long ago.
The ability to replace life with wildness.
A beast of massacre has arrived, slaughtering two emperors of opposing human empires and staining the central continent red with hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
Ersetia shifted her center of gravity backward and arched her back to dodge.
I instinctively felt that even with the miracle of healing, taking a direct hit was dangerous.It was the same for Barcasel.
Kuuuuuung!
The Holy Lance, imbued with the highest miracles, is repeatedly intercepted before it can even be swung. Immediately afterwards, the wings of light and the wings of the beastmen clash.Concentrated in murderous intent, they do not retreat and engage in a fierce battle.
Heaven and earth.The battlefield was this world.
A radius of several kilometers collapsed.
Kill.
Barcazel unleashed a barrage of attacks, overwhelming the Saint. She gritted her teeth at the shock that her holy armor could not withstand.Soon, Barcazel took a short leap and kicked with all his might.
Falling into the sky.
Kwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwang!
A power greater than what destroyed the city of Goldhill engulfed the Saint. The earth surged like waves. Shattered cliffs covered the spot where the Saint had been blown away.
Barcazel laughed maniacally at the battle euphoria, which was even more intense than in the old days.
This is the first time this has happened.
The experience of being overwhelmed like this.
Just as he sliced through all the chains of light rushing down from the sky, Ersetia, having emerged from the wreckage, closed in and struck his empty abdomen with her elbow.
Barcazel’s lungs trembled.
“Ugh…!”
Boom!
His jaw was lifted by the subsequent punch.
Blood foam seeped from between Barcazel’s teeth and scattered. A holy spear flew at him from right in front of his nose. Barcazel, who immediately turned his head, flinched.
The distance.
All newcomers of the Ruas Church receive systematic education in all aspects, in addition to faith and doctrine. This includes not only weapon skills but also combat skills.Having mastered all of Cardinal Gregorban of Justice’s martial arts, she is not constrained by distance in any situation.
Basically, the martial arts class is strong at close range, while the magic class is strong at long range.The faith class can encompass both of these strengths.
Immediately after hundreds of rays of light struck, Barcazel’s carapace split open. Blood belatedly gushed out from between the cracks in the carapace.
Three strikes of light struck Barcazel, whose body was immobilized by divine power. His side, head, and chest. Even his bones were cracked.Feeling the sensation of his internal organs rupturing, he broke free from the restraints with sheer force… and laughed.
“Hahahahahaha.”“To those who confess their sins and wish to repent, the opportunity to pay the price for them.”
Ersetia twisted the palm touching Barcazel’s solar plexus 90 degrees.Divine power flickered.
Holy Light: Atonement
The divine beam pierced the beastman’s body. Although it did not actually penetrate, the miraculous power was more than enough to thoroughly soak the inside out.
Barcazel did not fall but put strength into his forelegs and swung his arms.It was blocked by the Holy Spear.The nature behind Ersetia collapsed, but she herself stared at him heartlessly without moving a single step.
Barcazel, covered in wounds.A saint whose only possessions are a single streak of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth and a tear of blood from her left eye.
“Immeasurable resistance… that armor. It’s quite a nuisance.”“You feel the same way.”
Bang.
Ersetia dug her fingertips into the crevices of the dark, regenerating carapace.She tore at the carapace and squeezed the red flesh.
“……!!……!!!”“Let’s tear this arm apart first.”
Barcazel did not lose his smile despite the pain of his nerves being torn apart. The predator’s eyes kept a close watch on Ersetia’s physical condition.
Even the saint expended a great deal of strength.
It appears that they are unaccustomed to the current situation in many ways.
If he really hadn’t been bothered, he would have already torn off his own right arm.
Now is the time.
Now is the very next chance.
Whoosh!
Barcazel flapped its wings and leaped with all its might toward the sky. The muscle caught in Ersetia’s finger tore.
“I admit that you are the strongest saint! Therefore, I will specially teach you the truth of the world. A strong being is not always strong!”
He kicked the air several times and stopped for a moment at the edge of the sky.
“To survive is true strength.”
Sky Massacre.
Barcazel transformed into a meteor and plummeted vertically toward the ground.The heat from atmospheric friction damaged its wings and seeped into its carapace, burning its flesh, but the more this happened, the faster it became.
It is the deadliest blow, unleashing the body’s reserves through the wildness of life.Evasion is futile.You will die before you can escape.
When it hits the ground, it reaches where Cardinal Serfania is.
Ersetia drew upon her divine power and pulled the Holy Spear back with full force. Preparations were complete.Her faith had reached its peak.
“Luas.”
Reactive Holy Spear and Holy Armor.
“Deserved condemnation for the enemies of humanity.”
Finally, she manifested a divine miracle.
The Goddess’s Judgment
The Holy Lance, having turned into a single point of light, rushed precisely into Barcazel’s orbit. There was no margin of error for either. Neither retreated.Eventually… …they crossed at each other’s centers.
────────────!
Light burst forth violently, coloring a part of the central continent. The warmth of the light touched the skin, dispelling the cold. The Goddess’s Spear mercilessly destroys the enemies of faith while gently embracing humanity.
The night disappeared.
A world manifested in which light had deeply permeated the earth and turned into day. Ersetia, who had used a transcendental technique—a super-tier magic of the Faith Realm—gasped for breath with difficulty.
… … Boom!
Barcasel’s severed right arm fell and rolled on the dirty floor.Blood gushed out, forming a puddle.
Silence fell.
“How dare you……!”
Having retrieved the Holy Lance, the Saint immediately soared high into the sky with several leaps.At the edge of her vision, she saw Barcazel staggering away.
