The holy spear was launched, dragging a cluster of platinum-colored stars.
The group of lights drawn by the holy spear across the battlefield even looks like people running. Starlight, who resembles a warrior who always ran forward holding a spear… who stood in front of everyone, runs through the battlefield.
‘Ah, damn it…’
After finishing throwing the javelin, Destel felt his vision becoming blurred. Her body was cold and she felt chilled. Excessive bleeding. Her blood was leaking like crazy from her pierced and open wounds. With a final crack at her javelin, Hal’s starlight left Destel’s body.
···I can’t see straight ahead.
Still, Destel blinked, wanting to see the result of the spear he fired. She strained her eyes and looked ahead of her. Destel, who kept blinking like that, suddenly felt a sense of discomfort.
slow. So much.
The world was moving slowly.
It was moving so slowly that it stopped completely. In the pause, Destel saw something fluttering before her eyes.
···Ash?
What is flying before your eyes is ash.
It is the same as the symbol of the gray wizard, Raniel. But there was something different from the ash it was scattering. If Raniel’s ashes feel like firewood waiting for embers…
This is ash that can no longer burn.
Having used up all that he has, he no longer has any regrets… so in some ways, he even appears to be a light ashes.
Sarah.
In frozen time, only the ash moved.
This is the moment when the ash, scattering like snow, touches Destel’s body. Destel’s eyes, which were obviously looking ahead, were now reflecting a very distant place.
Giants that were everywhere.
The battlefield was gradually starting to tilt.
Raniel is also fighting beyond.
All of that was overlaid on a different landscape.
What Destel sees is a land stained black. A devastated land where life can no longer live. The land stretched all the way beyond the horizon. It was like a landscape of a destroyed world, Destel suddenly thought.
Flash.
Destel now looked ahead with clearer vision.
Someone was standing there. By chance, he was wearing a platinum-colored uniform, which looked familiar to him. It was hard to recognize the shape because it was stained with blood and soiled, but it was probably…
Snap.
Destel looked down at the sound he heard.
Blood was flowing below me. The flowing blood continued to the man standing beyond. Destel moved his gaze along the trail of blood.
“why.”
“Why didn’t you help me?”
“Why did you run away? why?”
“I heard you’re a hero. “You and that person who is said to be the strongest hero, everything, everything…”
What comes from the blood is a voice.
Along with a howling voice, a landscape passed over the devastated land. There was a girl crying while hugging Belnoa’s body. Chloe was there, scratching her skin with her fingernails and screaming.
“why. Why why······.”
Blood continues to flow.
What could be heard from the flowing blood was criticism, resentment, and ridicule. Suddenly, no voice could be heard from the blood that continued to flow.
“······.”
A man standing at the edge of blood.
He slowly looked back. He turned around, and he made eye contact with De Stell. Although the face was different from his own… and the expression he was making was also very different, Destel recognized the man.
My future self was standing there.
He looked at Destel. Standing on top of the blood, wearing blood-soaked clothes, he slowly opened his mouth.
“···iced coffee.”
Groaning, he smiled.
A faint smile.
Just before the smile disappeared, he asked a question.
“You don’t regret it this time?”
The moment Destel was about to answer something, he, standing far away, smiled and turned his head.
“I’m glad.”
As if I had heard an answer.
At that moment, the scenery collapsed. What destroyed the scenery was the platinum-colored holy spear thrown by Destel. Just as the stationary hands of a clock move, the Holy Spear moved forward, shattering the landscape of a destroyed world.
Past the sword-wielding Lark.
Pass by Resty, who is commanding the summons, and go forward, and then forward again. Seongchang moves towards a landscape that no one in the distant future has been able to reach.
Ssssssssssssssssssssssss!
The spear of light pierced the giants and advanced across the battlefield, finally reaching the apostate. She stretched out her hand toward her spear, but her spear passed through her outstretched hand and touched her heart. Once upon a time, there was a hero who stuck a spear into it.
This is the moment when the tip of the spear is stuck in the heart of disaster.
In a flash, all the starlight accumulated in the window was released. The overflowing starlight engulfs the apostate. It was only for a moment, but the world was colored with starlight.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
A roar that echoes all the way to this far away place.
The black cross that soared into the sky shook, and the hole in the sky that had gradually grown larger stopped expanding. The giants who had been following the apostate’s orders also stopped all at once.
Thus, the gap created.
Thus the road opened.
Looking at the path created by the spear he had thrown, recalling the unknown scenery he had seen a moment ago… Destel slowly turned his head.
“······.”
The juniors are looking at themselves bleeding.
Destel smiled as he looked at the two people.
“Go see.”
said Destel, extending his hand and pointing at the apostate.
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“To your stage.”
While Chloe and Belnoa nodded and ran towards the center of the temple, Destel fell down in his place. What I sit down and ponder over is the question my future self asked me.
“Do you have any regrets,” he asked.
Destel muttered as if answering that question.
“I will not. regret.”
Destel smiled as he looked at his juniors running along the path he had opened. She smiled, more satisfied than ever.
2.
The apostate, Gleria Bel Armias, looked at the spear fired at her. The star spear draws a straight line and approaches at high speed. The spear was a weapon that had already left the owner’s hand and was thrown…
In the eyes of an apostate, something completely different is seen.
In the rushing starlight, the apostate saw.
He saw a warrior rushing toward him, bleeding, holding a holy spear. I saw the brilliance he gave off. At this moment, captivated by the radiance that I thought I would never see again, the apostate’s response was delayed.
I tried to reach out later, but it was already too late.
Ssssssssssssssssssssssss!
The holy spear that rushed in pierced the apostate’s hand.
It pierced the back of the hand, went further, and lodged itself in the heart of the apostate. She burst out laughing as she looked at her sacred spear, flashing fiercely as it pierced her heart.
A flash of light.
What followed was a roar that shook the eardrums.
All the concentrated starlight was released and shook the apostate’s body. The starlight bursting through the heart burned the apostate’s retina. Her skin and body were torn apart.
Squeak, squeak.
The cross that soared toward the sky shook.
Because of the shaking, the sky that had opened stopped for a moment. Even the connection with the familiars was shaken and the titans stopped. After the explosion of light subsides, what remains is a completely devastated apostate.
Patter.
A handful of blood poured from her mouth and eyes.
She stood upright, staggering, and looked at her body. Arms burned and tattered by starlight. Tanned skin. A hole in her chest. Looking at them, the apostate laughed.
The Holy Spear disappeared with an explosion of light, but the scars it carved never disappear. Destel carved a new scar on top of the scar that Galahal carved.
“Ah, really…”
The apostate laughed as he touched the wound.
She moaned as she bled.
It’s a variable. It was an unexpected variable. At this moment, nothing is going as the apostate expected.
‘A man who could not protect anything, a man who expected to be consumed by madness and destruction, a coward who thought he would run away forever…’
Those who thought they had lost their shine.
Those who thought they would never shine again finally gained light again. You are showing that light to yourself.
‘As if everything I had was wrong.’
All expectations were wrong.
All the prophecies she said were denied.
The path she walked as an apostate, her beliefs, and her values are completely denied.
“indeed.”
The apostate looked ahead, bleeding.
There is a person behind the contract who does not miss this opportunity and comes running. The apostate laughed at the stage that the lovely Huin had prepared for him. As if it were infinitely more enjoyable.
…All plans went wrong.
···The situation has deepened.
Gleria Bel Armias is rather happy about this situation. She cannot bear this moment of being denied, this moment of encountering those who shine brightly beyond her expectations, because it is so enjoyable.
Wow.
Raniel dug in and swung his fist.
A fist covered in several layers of overlapping spells plunged into the apostate’s face. With a shock that shook his brain, the apostate tumbled awkwardly on the floor.
“Ahhh···.”
If you barely manage to raise yourself up.
You see people coming towards you from all directions. There are people coming here, tearing apart the nameless gods and ruining all the stages they have prepared.
The one holding the sword of Ganicalt.
Someone who was chosen by the stars like you.
The one who carried on Belial’s will.
A child who looks like him.
Someone who followed the same path as you and reached the limit.
“Cut everything you have.”
and.
“If there’s nothing more, you’re done here.”
Even the person behind the contract who brought them to this point.
The apostate burst into laughter as he looked at Raniel coming toward him with a thud. If you have something, show it all. From those words, I felt like I finally understood her intentions.
“I couldn’t even imagine.”
The apostate raised his arms and swept them down his face.
“I think I finally understand what you are trying to achieve by doing this and why you are trying to deny me so much.”
The apostate laughed.
“Because you look like that person.”
Trampled thoroughly.
Because I’m not a person who moves with just that purpose.
“You.”
The apostate tilted his head.
“You’re trying to strip me of my apostasy, aren’t you?”
Raniel flinched and frowned.
“You are planning to separate the apostate, Cletus… from the saint, Gleria Bel Armias. You plan to strip me of my apostasy and have me die as a saint. yes?”
That is the salvation that child thought of.
Perhaps, this is the salvation that person wanted.
“Thank you, though.”
A hand swept down his face.
The moment the hand went down to her chin, white light bloomed from her palm. What ticks, ticks, and blooms is her divinity that she possesses.
“I decline. “Because that can’t be possible.”
Tick, tidididdik.
The rising light turns black. Dragging out the black light, the apostate raised his finger toward the sky. It’s not fully open, but that’s enough.
Although it still takes time for the reversal to take place.
The opening has already occurred.
Looking at the apostate raising his hands towards the sky, Raniel let out a long sigh. Letting out her breath, she tapped my ear.
“Hey, Cardi.”
The apostate flinched and stopped raising his finger. The apostate turned to Raniel at the sound of his missed name. Something she couldn’t let go until the very end. Her last regret left to her.
“I heard that’s true?”
“you···.”
The apostate looked at Raniel with shaking eyes. It looks as if you are talking to someone. She had a long string attached somewhere to her ear.
“What do you plan to do?”
“Who are you talking to?”
Raniel does not answer the apostate’s questions.
He just chuckles and tilts his head. Raniel continued as if telling an apostate to listen. As she continued her words, her apostate eyes wavered.
…Actually, it’s connected not far away.
So, is that person here?
Have we come this far? Breaking the rule of not intervening and coming this far…? No, no way. That can’t be possible. There can be no such good story.
‘But, maybe…’
Even though he denied it inwardly, the apostate’s gaze continued to waver. She walked towards Ran El. She opened her mouth and spoke in a shaky voice.
“you.”
“I don’t think it will be easy?”
“I asked who you were talking to.”
“Well, I’ll do as much as I can.”
“I ask…”
Raniel lowered the hand that was tapping his ear.
He sneered and raised his head.
“Who is it?”
Raniel hit the ground with a thud.
She said, closing the distance between herself and the apostate in an instant.
“He is a foolish wizard who has been lying around for a thousand years just to save you.”
Shut up.
Raniel grabbed the apostate’s outstretched finger.
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