“From now on.”
Chapter 2 of Alkeia Annihilation Battle.
“The war to subdue apostates begins.”
Commencement.
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I let out a long breath.
If you open your eyes and look ahead, what you see there is an apostate who has spit out all the shadows he has swallowed. As I looked at the overflowing shade, I inadvertently thought of the past.
“It’s similar.”
Kyle, that guy felt that way too.
I chuckled, and burst out laughing in a way that didn’t suit the situation. I smoothed my hair and caught my breath.
『In the end, we came this far.』
“That’s right.”
shaking ground. Trembling air.
When you look up at the sky, what you see is a completely open sky.
“Somehow, I came.”
I lowered my raised head.
Those who look straight ahead are apostates. The apostate, who had been within arm’s reach just a moment ago, seemed very far away at this moment.
Providence sways under the open sky.
Things that are taken for granted become no longer taken for granted.
The scenery of a collapsing world appears both mysterious and miserable. I opened my mouth as I stared at the creaking space, unable to bear the shadow.
“It took a long time.”
Everything that an apostate has is trampled upon, taken away, and denied.
By taking away her space, trampling on her consideration, and ruining all the stages she had prepared, I pushed the apostate into a corner. Make me take out none other than that thing.
Bouncing black lightning.
An old substance that had stayed in her heart for over hundreds of years. A curse she swallowed in the past for humanity.
Unless the apostate took that out, this subjugation battle was meaningless. If an apostate is subjugated while embracing that, it will not be the death of only the apostate. The one who dies on the spot will be both an apostate and a hero who never let go of the curse he swallowed for humanity.
So, it has no meaning.
Only then can we follow the path of the goddess of ashes.
The only ones I trample on are apostates.
The only one who faces death here is the disaster, Gletus. I had no intention of leaving any room for that death to become even slightly more noble. Because ‘apostates’ were beings that had to be thoroughly trampled upon.
···That way, they will also understand.
There is a superman who has lived his whole life resenting apostates.
There are people who have lived their entire lives to deny the words of apostates, and who have had countless things taken from them. I had a duty to answer for their lives and sacrifices.
‘And the answer I have to give them is…’
It separates the deaths of saints and apostates.
A disaster must die only as a disaster, and a hero must die only as a hero. This was the answer I would give them, and at the same time, it was the answer I should give to a wizard who had been waiting for this day.
“···thanks.”
“I haven’t even started yet, but I’m thankful.”
『It’s a difficult road, isn’t it?』
I laughed.
It’s as they say. Indeed, it is a difficult path.
“That’s right, it’s a difficult road.”
Difficult, cumbersome and tricky way.
But in essence, that is what is best. Because it is a place that can only be reached by walking the most difficult path, it is called the best.
“My future self proved that the only thing you can reach by taking the easy route is a wilderness with nothing in it.”
I have not yet forgotten the story the Ash Goddess told me and the ending she reached. So, I had to take the opposite path from her.
“So now I have to prove it again.”
I closed my eyes and opened them.
What comes to mind is a platinum-colored ring of light. I chuckled as time slowed down for an instant. This is the speed at which Kyle sees the world.
“If you choose the roughest path and do your best, you can reach the place…”
Those who shed their blood for me, those who died for me, those who gave me this power for me. Where should I, who shoulder their lives, reach with them?
“I have to prove that there is an ending that will satisfy everyone.”
There is no need for an ending that one barely accepts with resignation after mulling over and over. Only an ending where everyone would smile and be satisfied was meaningful to me. It’s okay to curse at him because he’s crazy. It’s okay to laugh at me because I’m a dreamer.
No matter what anyone says.
“That should include you too. Cardi.”
That’s how I live.
“So just wait.”
I laughed.
“I’m going to drag you by your hair.”
This is how I kill apostates.
2.
The apostate closed his eyes.
When I close my eyes, what I hear is a scream.
A sound came from the water that was sloshing around him. Screams, resentment, voices cursing the shining stars in the sky. She who knows the origin and nature of the shadows knows what this voice is.
The screams of those who could not live or die.
Hearing their cries, the apostate stretched out his arms. The long, thin fingers are like a baton. To the apostate’s eyes, the overflowing water of the old world looked like countless musical instruments.
The king of ten thousand demons, the devil king.
The role given to this erroneous being is to answer that scream. Letting the echoing screams flow where they should. Guiding the screams. Therefore, it is the role of the devil to resolve their resentment.
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‘But, there is no way it will be resolved forever.’
The apostate laughed bitterly.
Their resentment can never be resolved. Aren’t they people who can neither live nor die? Since it cannot be liberated, it cannot be resolved. Because it is not resolved…
‘The shade is close to infinite.’
Isn’t that why they suffered so much?
The apostate waved his raised finger. The swirling water sloshed along her fingers. She took shape and then collapsed again and again.
This is what it feels like.
She slowly opened her closed eyes.
Eyes shining dark red. What those eyes are looking at is the sky. What is visible beyond the open sky is the providence surrounding this world. The providence that the apostate so desperately wanted to violate was there.
It was there, but I couldn’t reach it.
The apostate touched his heart.
A wound carved into the heart. The piercing wound from her holy spear was preventing her from becoming whole. The apostate sighed and let out a long sigh.
“That’s funny.”
You came all the way here and grabbed my ankle.
But, it doesn’t matter.
Even if you can’t become perfect on your own, isn’t there a lot of material here that can make you perfect?
Okay, the apostate snapped his fingers.
What bounces on the snapped finger is a degenerate deity. This is the power possessed by the saint who was closest to god. Gleria had an aptitude for all sacred arts, but if I had to pick one sacred art that she was most proficient in, it would of course be this.
Sacred art, life weaving.
The weaving of life, or what is called creation.
This is a sacred art that only Gleria Bel Armias could handle, and even at the time, it was designated as a sacred art. The church considered this to be apostasy, saying that the creation of life is the power of only God in the sky.
Therefore, during her days as a saint, she only used the miracle of rebirth, which was an extension of the creation of life. She holds the belief that other people’s lives should not be used as a tool.
However, that belief collapsed with apostasy.
As an apostate, she learned how to use the creation of life more efficiently and in different ways. The fusion, mixing, melting, and transformation of life… thus creating a new life form. Insulting countless lives, she became an alchemist and summoner rather than a saint.
“iced coffee···.”
And, at this moment, the apostate feels.
Perhaps the same shock as when I created my familiar for the first time. She felt the countless lives contained in the rolling water. She heard the curses and resentments melting there.
The vibration of life felt even deeper.
The apostate was delighted as he looked at the shadow mixed with the old water. It is truly the best material. It is the ultimate offering.
“Wake up, children.”
···The best ingredients were given to summoners who had reached the divine level, to saints of apostasy, and to alchemists who had reached the heights.
“Let them hear your screams.”
Every time she waved her finger, the shadow took shape. The shadow that flutters along with its owner’s hand is no longer an old object. It is not a scream that just flows and scatters.
“So that the screams echo.”
The shade she held, the shade that was just an old object, now has the most appropriate form. The overflowing shadow took the form of a grasp.
Kwak, Kwasik. Quad deuk.
Hands and grips held each other.
scratched That’s how stairs are created. A staircase is built that leads to a hole in the sky. Stepping on the stairs, the apostate walked step by step toward the sky. Climbed the path to perfection.
As he climbed the stairs, the apostate waved his hand.
There was so much water that it overflowed, and there was so much that she could do with her hands. A grip rose from the water that had accumulated on the ground, from the water that had surged into the sky, and from the blood of the gods that flowed through the ground.
Looking at the rising grasp, the apostate suddenly thought.
Hundreds of years ago, the princess I encountered at the Temple of Shade looked like this, right? It’s a truly nostalgic memory. It will also be a memory that will not make you smile.
“Now it’s my turn to go up.”
The apostate looked down and smiled.
“If you can, try to stop it.”
Just like we did in the past.
3.
I flinch.
Belnoir inadvertently took a step back, looking at the hands rising from all directions. I feel reluctant. There was a bizarre scene there that made the viewer inadvertently take a step back.
···Where should I start and how should I deal with him?
Belnoa’s eyes were constantly moving as he looked at the overflowing hand. Belnoa wasn’t the only one who couldn’t get close to his grasp. Chloe, Lark, Natida, and even Resty’s familiar retreated before his grasp.
It’s God. What you face is a piece of God.
They were feeling the fear that comes from the unknown… of an indescribable being that all living creatures must feel. I can’t breathe. My body becomes stiff from the intimidating feeling that presses down on the entire area.
“Big, huh…”
I thought I was used to magical energy, but this is on a different level. It is different from the signs of disaster. In the oppressive air, an unknown voice whispered into my ear:
Kneel down.
Kneel before God and before the king.
It is a being that forces everything it encounters into submission. Everyone’s bodies stiffened in front of the Demon King they were meeting for the first time. The hands that were visible in their eyes began to shake and slowly grow larger. As if it would cover the sky.
“first of all.”
Someone’s voice echoed in their ears along with a beeping sound. Clear voice.
『Let go of the breath you are holding. Take a deep breath.』
In response to that voice, the sound of suffocating breath echoed here and there. Exhaling, Belle Noah opened her eyes wide. Because she had heard this voice before.
“Man Cardi…?”
Cardi did not respond to the muttering.
Cardi continued with a short laugh.
『If you exhale, open your eyes wide. Don’t face it with shaking eyes. Strengthen your eyes and open them wide.』
Cardi spoke briefly.
『Look at the essence. Don’t be scared.』
Only then did the statue of the Demon King in sight of the punitive force, including Belnoa and Chloe, sink. The huge grip shrunk and became the same size as when we first encountered it.
『If you face the essence.』
Cardi’s voice became a little clearer.
『Listen to me.』
The punitive force began moving again.
Holding their respective weapons, they listened to the voice ringing in their ears. A voice that rings clear.
『I am Cardi.』
『Cardi van Armiel.』
Cardi revealed her name.
In this place, where the sky is open, the maxims of the stars do not bind Cardi. That’s why Cardi shouted his name without hesitation.
『He is a great sage who defeated the Demon King hundreds of years ago.』
Great Sage, Cardi Van Armiel.
『I will let you know from now on.』
he shouted.
『How to subdue the devil.』
『How to harm those black hands.』
『How to reach that center.』
In the past, the great wizard who fought a decisive battle with the Demon King for ten days and nights smiled. Even if you lose your power, you don’t lose your knowledge. His voice echoed throughout the battlefield.
『Follow the instructions.』
『I’ll send you to the center.』
Cardi took the battlefield in Cardi’s own way.
Once again, to reach a place I couldn’t reach that day. To prove his thousand years.
fantasy,
