Chapter 225 – Light of Nephritis
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‘Shadow of Time’. In front of his eyes his, Yogtos saw the holy sword of flame that had dealt with him in the past burn fiercely once more.
Thousands of years ago, a warrior with a mechanical body wielded it.
It was very annoying because he had the power to freely handle the flames feared by his limbs his, ‘Tindalos’.
In the end, even while wiping out all the remaining remnants after the supply of time technology was cut off from the dimensional rift, Yogtos’ consciousness remained in small fragments and clung to Horus’ cybernetic brain.
“Are you going to change owners and stand in my way again… The Holy Sword of Flame?”
The white light of his shadow-like face his, as if unable to conceal its displeasure his, radiated hatred, covering his face his with what served as his hands his.
And the one holding the holy sword is ‘Quon’, who has awakened as a saint and a hero at the same time by accepting the power of Galatine.
The white armor and red feathers, symbolizing purity, remind us of a phoenix soaring anew from the flames.
In that form, the power as a miko contained within Quon was drawn out by the holy sword, and his abilities were awakened to a state more suitable for battle.
Even if you’ve never trained in swordsmanship like Cleon, holy flames cover the whole area every time you wield this great sword of flame.
It was rapidly burning through Tindalos and space itself.
“I heard that your holy swords become stronger every time they change owners… But that seems to be true. The flames are so powerful that they cannot be compared to those of thousands of years ago… I feel like vomiting.”
When Yogtos said that, Galatine, held in Quon’s hand, rang out.
[It’s not just you who grows and learns, Shadow. Four guys with powers that go against the providence of the stars… This time, I will burn everything without leaving a single piece of meat or a handful of ashes!]
When Galatin’s will is raging like a blazing flame, Quon’s eyes her are also dyed red to match it, converting her divine magic power into the power of flame.
“What will Layla say when she sees…”
It was Quon who gave her muttering voice that seemed to prove that she still had her own self.
It is a strange thing to fuse with the will of her holy sword her, and it makes her feel as if there is another herself inside her.
It felt like she was using parts of her body separately, without conflicting with her quon and her own personality.
Should I say a personality to wield a holy sword and a personality to use divine magic?
“But it’s a pity, Galatine! No matter how much you are a holy sword that handles the power of flame, this is my small territory. In this place where magic power is so concentrated that it compares favorably with the rifts in the other dimension… Do you think something will change if you wield power?”
Yogtoth witnesses all the dog heads he has summoned burn away, but he abandons his human form and soon transforms into a sphere with huge eyeballs.
The shadow’s hands and legs split into several pieces, and it was transformed into a tentacle-like form.
Vocal organs did not exist in the first place, but his will was still speaking with a trembling voice.
Now, it has changed to a form that permeates directly through the head, not through the ears.
[I am the whole and one, the one and the whole. A predator that brings an unexpected end in the shadows of time. Everything of the past, present, and future is not distinguished within me.]
The evil will of the predator that revealed its true form in the endless space of darkness was overwhelming.
It exudes a much stronger magic pressure than he felt when confronting Humbaba before, and it creates his hound his, ‘Tindalos’, in all parts of space.
The essence of Tindalos is neither a mass of magical power nor a part of Yogtos.
These were all dimensional remnants swallowed by Yogtos, monsters created by the merging of numerous human thoughts, and shaped by the longing for the uncontrollable phenomenon of time.
“The holy sword here is not a single ‘Galatine’.”
Cleon feels that the power of the imprint has returned, and first of all, he stretches out his hand and calls out Caliburn, who is not here.
Then, the golden holy sword that appeared through the air came straight into Cleon’s hand and wrapped around his body just like that time to protect him from the erosion of the magical power of another dimension.
[I just woke up… Whoa.]
When she yawns like that, Cleon looks at her her and the pack of dogs that have engulfed her around her back her, with her wry grin her slashing down the hounds of Tindalos that are charging at Quon in real time.
“That big sword, isn’t it heavy?”
When Cleon speaks to Quon, who has a nervous face, as if joking, Quon listens and nods his head.
“Uh, yes. For some reason, it feels lighter than the staff I usually hold.”
[It is thanks to the strong fusion between me and you. Quon.]
“… It’s strange, I can hear Galatine’s voice even to me.”
[This is not unusual. You are strongly connected to Quon. It must be that my will is conveyed through her.]
Cleon nodded his head as if agreeing with Gallatin’s words, and first of all, he thought about what to do with the enemies in front of him.
“There are too many… Galatea. Shall we go with that?”
[‘That’…, You mean ‘free extinction’?]
The most powerful attack available to Galatea and Cleon would be a pitch-black blade capable of slicing through space itself, although it consumes a large amount of mana.
If it was that power that contained the power of the stars, even if it was small, it would be possible to cut through this small area that engulfed them and escape.
“Ha!”
While Galatea was answering, Cleon blocked the enemy’s attack with the magic sword and cut off the enemy’s head with the holy sword.
I heard a sound of ‘rumbling’ from behind, and I saw three hounds running in a row disappearing at the same time without leaving ashes.
[…As long as you can use the power of the imprint, gathering magic power itself is not a problem. If you use it like this, those two who are still trapped in this world will be dangerous.]
Galatea was also speechless after seeing Quon’s performance of her, but she soon regained her senses and answered Cleon.
“Mejed and Verastol…”
Listening to the story from earlier, Medjed and Verastol, like himself, will be haunted by the regrets of the past and trapped inside.
“Mi-sorry. My head is full just sending voices to Cleon… The two of them…”
Quon says so, but Cleon shakes his head, knowing full well how dangerous it is to send telepathy in a place so full of magic in another dimension.
[Then. Let’s wake them up.]
Then, Galatine interrupted their conversation, and Quon’s eyes turned red once more.
[What are you planning to do? Holy Sword of Flame.]
Yogtos, too, seemed to feel threatened by the power of the Holy Sword, which suddenly increased its output of him, and spread several layers of shields around his body while looking at Quon.
“The predator of another dimension. The shadow of time. You call me the ‘Holy Sword of Flame’, but that title is wrong.”
[…What?]
At the sound of her galatine’s voice her, Yogtos gave her an expression of unsure of what she was talking about as she squinted her huge eyes.
In an instant, the flames that swept the surroundings and burned Tindalos in all directions gathered in Galatine, and the surroundings became dark again.
As if excited by the fact that the things that threatened them had disappeared and the darkness itself, Tindalos rushed towards the party, but-
Yogtos’s eyes were filled with astonishment as he watched Galatine’s blade slowly heat up.
[… No way!]
“My name is Galatine! It’s the ‘Sacred Sword of the Sun’ that rises over the dark horizon and burns the shadows!”
The holy sword held high in the sky rotated 360 degrees like an hour hand and drew a huge circle.
It was difficult to tell whether Galatine’s magical power remaining in the sword’s trajectory was flame or divine magic because of its heat and sacredness.
Cleon was able to notice that it was ‘the magical power of the stars’.
The circle created shines brightly like the sun and rises into the sky, spreading its power to the surroundings.
It was, indeed, the time of sunrise.
The world of darkness, which had been covered in shadows, became bright in an instant.
The sun shone brightly as if fueled by the dark magic itself that ruled space.
It emitted dazzlingly brilliant light and was rapidly consuming the power of Tindalos and Yogtos.
[Kuh, this light…! Disgusting… Star light… !]
And, Galatine’s power doesn’t stop there-
The other dimension that existed in Tindalos-even the remnants of another time-space was burned to bring out Verastol and Mejed who were trapped inside.
“Uh, uh…!? This is… Me, my grandfather and I…”
Medjed is wearing Verastol’s armor instead, just like when he was swallowed up.
And Verastol naturally appeared in front of Cleon and Quon, sitting down in a high-exposure outfit similar to Mejed’s bikini.
“…”
Vera Stoll looked somewhat devastated, then looked up at Quon.
“Gwa, are you okay? Mr. Berastol!”
Could it be that I was caught up in that world too deeply? Talk to Verastol in a worried tone about Quon.
Only then did Verastol see Quon holding ‘Galatine’in his hand.
“Quon… Why do you want Galatine…”
“That, that’s… It’s a bit long to explain, but…”
“I don’t think now is the time to argue with that…!”
When Cleon said so, Yogtos immediately bisects his gigantic body and throws it at the sun created by Quon.
The gigantic shadow envelopes the purifying sun as it is, swallowing it and annihilating it.
The Tindalos, who had been hesitant, were starting to move again.
[Kuk, kuk… Indeed. Did you destroy the labyrinth of another dimension with the ‘power of the sun’, which is conceptually related to time… However, even the power of the sun is meaningless in the face of infinite time. As long as you guys can’t do anything with time, it’s impossible to burn me and this army.]
“There’s no such thing…! I’ll definitely stop you and send you back to where you came from…!”
Quon’s eyes changed back to blue when Gallatin’s control was lost.
Cleon thought it was Quon who had just spoken, but then Galatine’s voice came through the holy sword and Quon.
[Sorry, Quon. What he said is pretty much true. In order to completely evict him from this world, you and I are not enough.]
“Ah… That, is that so?”
He spoke confidently, but when he heard such an answer, Quon was taken aback.
But the next moment, her eyes turned red.
“But fortunately, there is someone important to you here.”
Then, when Cleon turned her body at the sudden feeling of a hand being placed on his shoulder her.
Quon- To be precise, the lips of Quon possessed by Gallatin could be seen overlapping Cleon.
“Wow!?”
It was Medjed’s voice that screamed from the side.
[What are you doing during the fight!]
Although Galatea also screams in the other direction.
“Yeah…Chu…♡”
Unfazed, Quon (Galatine) bit Cleon’s lower lip, mixed his blood his with his own saliva, and in addition to the imprint connection, a stronger temporary magic channel opened between Cleon and Quon.
Cleon, who was flustered after the short but intense kiss, and after dropping his body her, the color of his eyes her returned to normal-
Quon blushes bright red.
“Go, go Galatine!? What the hell!”
[I opened the magic passage so that I can join forces with the Holy Demon Swordsman. I felt his magic in you, and your magic in him, so I thought he already had a good enough relationship.]
“Yeah, but that’s it!”
Quon, who did not deny it, was intensified by her emotions of her, and the flames from her armor and blade of her naturally spread to the surroundings, burning the tentacles of Tindalos and Yogtos.
[…Wouldn’t it be enough if I continued with that…]
[It’s an interesting holy sword for newcomers~]
Hearing the voices of Galatea and Caliburn, Cleon saw Verastol get up from his seat.
“…Verastor. Can you fight?”
“It’s useless… I’m worried. A monster from another dimension? Ha. It’s no different from demons.”
Saying so, she picks up her own shield, which has fallen beside her mejed her.
Seeing Cleon and Verastol fighting, he must have noticed that his magic his had returned.
And, if you cover the shield with divine light and swing it, the bursting shockwave will knock down the Tindalos all at once.
[Then Cleon. I will borrow your magic and strength. Please leave everything to Quon, at least temporarily.]
“…Great!”
Cleon nodded his head almost without hesitation, then raised the mana of his whole body her with the two swords crossed.
Dismissal… After two or three sparks popped up, the mana accumulated in Cleon’s body flowed into Quon.
As the magic pressure that naturally surrounded Quon grew stronger in an instant, Quon felt his heart pounding.
“Laugh…♡!? Kwu…♡ What is this…♡?”
And what I felt was the illusion that my whole body was wrapped in Cleon.
Deep inside her, Cleon’s magic penetrates deeper and deeper.
[Be patient. Quon. I will do the control of the body.]
When Galatine spoke to Quon, who involuntarily moaned from his mouth her, only one of Quon’s eyes her turned red and his body his moved.
Cleon’s magical power is refined through Quon’s body his, and flows into the holy sword as it is.
Even though Cleon’s own black magic and Quon’s divine magic rebel, they mix as if they recognized each other and form a great unity.
The amount of mana is large, even greater.
And the waves of flame start from the holy sword.
“Analysis of the target’s formula structure… Completed. Imitation-limited liberation.”
[Now, wait…! Seriously, taking other people’s things as they please…!Mana control organ, limited release!]
Hearing the sentence that came out of Quon’s mouth, Galatea is taken aback, but soon releases her own magical power her and hands it over to Galatin.
“Thank you. The magic sword of the stars. Compression process complete…!In order to annihilate the target, the limit on yourself is lifted.”
The condensation of powerful mana felt from the back, perhaps even Berastol felt something.
She quickly dragged Medjed behind her, holding up the large shield to protect herself and her body.
[That- what is it? It is a compression phenomenon of magical power that has never been confirmed before. No, I have observed something similar. A long time ago, beyond the rift in the second dimension – shining with brilliant gold -]
“Burn number 19 and rise to the sky…!”
Yogtos saw it and tried to escape.
However, this is a small area inside ‘Tindalos’ that developed regardless of his will.
Even Yogtos needed a very short time to get out of it.
And that time was much longer than the time for Quon’s sword to be swung.
“Above/permanent extinction (僞/無想滅塵) – Ahura Mazda!”
The flames of the flames colored all of his vision.
Waves – No, it was an overwhelming amount of flame and light that was incomparable to it.
Indeed, it was to the point of misunderstanding that the light of the sun had descended.
[KRaaaaa!]
The scream of Yogtos echoed beyond that light.
Things like Tindalos were no longer something that could survive here.
“To the gap in the other dimension…! Go back!!”
Quon’s cry and wind burn Galatine even more red.
The predator that had swallowed up the world hiding in the shadows of time was to be completely annihilated from this world.
