The battle dynamics have completely reversed.
The human figure, Lai Enhart, relentlessly forces the crimson phantom representing God to retreat until she is huddled in a corner.
【No……】
My child, you can't do this!
A phantom voice appeared in his ears, an angry rebuke resounding in Reinhardt's ears:
I am your creator! I saved you! You...you can't treat me like this!
But he remained unmoved and continued walking forward.
Then, the voice changed its tone and became Queen Mary's voice:
[Your Majesty! You mustn't do this!]
You're killing me!
You've already killed me once, do you want to kill me again?
The sight of her sobbing made Leonhardt pause for a moment, but he started walking again the next moment, even faster!
"No! Don't talk with Mary's face on your face!"
Running, the enraged king swung his greatsword forcefully at the false god's right hand!
Clang!
As the sword fell, there was no joy on Reinhardt's face; on the contrary, he felt sorrow.
Because the moment the longsword pierced the false god's body, he felt that some sounds were missing behind him.
Those sorrowful voices, those surviving souls, have finally found peace.
Some did not die voluntarily, but were destroyed by the force of the attack.
But from another perspective, they have indeed found peace, the peace they had waited for for a thousand years.
Each time this giant sword is used to strike, it consumes the souls behind it.
You are killing them!
Will it stop?
You are killing them with your own hands!
The answer...
ah!
A silent roar escaped his throat, and Lenhart's eyes, reddened by tears, widened as he raised his greatsword once more...
"They are already dead..."
With an angry roar, a sound that sounded more like a wail than a roar, the greatsword fell.
"He's already dead!"
!
Tears fell, but Leonhardt's spine remained straight, without the slightest bend.
He carries on the weight of a world's aspirations.
They wouldn't allow him to hesitate.
(Kill her!)
(Kill her!)
They would do anything, even if it meant becoming sparks that ignite the fire!
They included tenant farmers burdened with taxes their entire lives, laundry maids living in their masters' homes, and nobles enjoying privileges...
These people, who had different social standing in the past, were no different at this moment; they all shared a common name—Avengers!
(Kill God!)
The shouts grew louder and louder, they roared in Renhardt's ears, flowing into his body.
(Kill God!
)
Hearing the roars and howls, Lai Enhart clenched his fists.
"My former Lord!"
With a roar, Lai Enhart raised his greatsword high and glared at the unrecognizable god beneath his feet.
The benevolent and great deities of my memory are now in such a tragic state.
sad.
(Kill God!
! )
The greatsword did not deflect at all, piercing straight into the false god's chest and pinning her to the ground!
Farewell!
Ahhh!
!
The moment the greatsword pierced his chest, the false god let out the most piercing roar, which echoed in the hearts of everyone present.
She struggled to raise her right hand, trying to tear at Leonhardt's body.
Kakaka...
Before she could reach it, her blood-red figure began to shatter, revealing her true form.
The crimson color on the figure faded rapidly, turning into a gray that was rare in this dim world, and its face began to change continuously.
The faces of different people change rapidly, and the thousand different faces finally come to a stop.
That was not anyone Lai Enhart had ever seen before; it was a face he had never seen before.
Instead, she had a slender face that I had never seen before. She looked like a wise middle-aged woman, and there was no trace of violence in her.
The raised arm fell limply, and the false god, now regaining his senses, looked down at the giant sword on his chest, seemingly unsurprised by everything that was happening.
She raised her head, nodded to Leonhard, and then, with difficulty, addressed the last remaining soul behind him:
【sorry……】
Then, she turned her head to look at the sky behind Leonhardt and smiled at the demon in the sky who was slowly opening his eyes.
That was a radiant smile.
That was a carefree, liberated smile after finally breaking free from fate.
His lips moved slightly, but before he could utter a sound, his bloodless, illusory soul shattered completely.
She has perished.
He fell at the hands of his former followers.
They perished because of the power they held.
She finally, completely perished in the passage of time.
Card!
Golden light burst forth from her shattered body.
...
...
Ning Feng, sitting in the chair, frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.
"In the end, was the last sentence 'Thank you...'?"
But why is he saying thank you to me?
He understood the false god's apology to Leonhardt at the end, but he didn't understand why the other party was thanking him.
She knew all this; she couldn't possibly be unaware that she had extinguished her last hope of recovery, and shouldn't be thanking herself.
unless……
A cool, aloof voice rang out from the side. The mysterious woman with light-colored eyes withdrew her gaze and spoke softly:
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