Diablo: Huh? Wasn't it supposed to be me? Or was it my older sister?
Mephisto: Sigh... You two idiots... Ira, the heat of hell can help you.
The blazing fire now also coiled around Ira's legs...
And Ira and the World Tree Beast are separated only by some fragmented planes, but is Ira's power sufficient at this moment? Is his assistance enough? Perhaps...
Even if it's not enough, everyone has already done their best.
Regardless of victory or defeat, everyone had a great time.
...
At that moment, a unique wind, a wind that brushed past her face, an omnipresent wind, reached Ira's senses; it was all too familiar, that feeling...
[Satan Ye: Is this the Dragon Realm? If so, Mr. Ira's speed can be even faster!]
Yes, it can be even faster, just like Ira and Satan flew hand in hand in the Dragon Realm. He knows how to use the feeling from the Dragon Realm... the feeling of being unrestrained.
Let's go through it! Through the gaps between the winds!
[Satan Ye: Mr. Ira!]
[Ira: Huh?]
[Satan Leaf: Free and unrestrained...]
[Satan Leaf: Fly!!!!!!!!!]
Ira looked up and saw Satan-Yeh, his hands cupped in a megaphone shape, seemingly shouting something...
"Um!!!"
The instant Ira answered, his kick, which traversed planes, intersected with the World Tree Beast's punch... and in that instant, a dazzling array of seven colors appeared!
It pierced straight through the body of the World Tree Beast!
The radiance of the nine realms converges here, and the will of countless living beings is condensed upon it.
Iraq has no reason or possibility of failing.
...
"Phew... Actually, I was wondering if the World Tree could be considered the creator of all of us?"
Ira simply stood on the ground beneath the myriad worlds, brushing off the vines that had pierced through the World Tree Beast and placed on his body. He turned his back to the World Tree Beast, which was rapidly falling from the sky.
"Perhaps, since the World Tree created us, it has the right to kill and take our lives? I don't know if the world itself thinks so, but..."
As Ira spoke casually, he embraced Satan Leaf, who pounced down from the sky. He paid no attention to the loud crash of the already dead World Tree Beast falling, and just smiled... letting the sobbing Satan Leaf wipe his tears on him.
"Waaaah! Mr. Ira~ Waaaaaah~~"
Oh dear, I was really worried sick.
[The molting older sister: Why do you only say half of what you mean?]
[Snake-Shedding Lolita: Exactly, exactly what is it that's "but"?]
"However... all living beings will find their own way out."
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The End
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