Volume 4 Chapter 34 Light
It's frustrating because he's too strong.
While watching Larkan, who is targeting me with his Spiritual Penetration Art (Shinrei), I can't help but think so. My magic power is so intense that it hurts, and I can no longer tell where I have injuries on my body. My mind is accelerating on its own, and if my concentration breaks even a little, I won't be able to control it anymore.
Even though I powered up with the determination to die, I still can't reach him.
This is Lord. The strongest warrior who even killed Glaive.
But I stand up and avert my gaze. Lisha is dancing outside the Sanctuary. She must be exhausted from being captured, and even though she's outside the Sanctuary, she doesn't know when an attack might come.
Even in such a situation, there is no doubt in her dance.
I can feel her sincere prayers reaching me.
So, I'll be fine.
The words she gave me will be my support. Prayer will become my strength.
With my battered body, I focus on Larkan.
My deep red cape sways, and my magic power pulsates.
The "Flame Linker (Infinite Light)" is a spell I'm using for the first time, but I understand its basic effects.
Improving physical abilities is only secondary.
The essence of this spell lies in another aspect.
My magic power burns even brighter, and red light is forged in my hands from the edge of my cape.
In my right hand, a silver bastard sword, and in my left hand, a crimson greatsword.
I have created weapons with magic power before, but this is fundamentally different.
Larkan, seeing my state, opened his eyes wide in surprise.
I see, he noticed just by seeing this.
"You, could it be that magic..."
"'Yes, Larkan. This is the power of "Flame Linker." I ignite the power of the people sleeping within me here.'"
I said. After all, my path is not lonely.
From me to Larkan, a shining path is shown. It is the unwavering pride of a knight. It is the path of glory that the man who kept his back to me continued to walk.
Its name, 'Flame Linker - Knight's Pride'
This magic makes the originally impossible "reproduction of others' magic" possible.
In exchange, a deep understanding of that magic is required, but I have seen Glaive's magic many times. So, it is burned into my brain.
From here on, there is no turning back.
I will just move forward and defeat him.
But when I was about to take a step forward, Larkan discarded his cloak.
His past wounds were exposed to the moonlight, and his blue shining eyes showed a raging emotion like a turbulent sea.
"I see. There is no greater excitement than this. When was the last time I felt the sensation of rising higher in battle? Let's be grateful for being able to clash swords with you."
Larkan's words were not a lie.
He is already the strongest, yet he doesn't stop. In front of my "Flame Linker", he releases his magic power without hesitation.
The blue magic power swirls behind Larkan and takes shape.
My heart tightens, and a heavy and cold presence that makes my blood freeze. When faced with a transcendent existence, people can only bow their heads in awe.
The presence that appeared behind Larkan was exactly that.
Its body length is probably close to three meters. It wears something like a surplice with blue and gold embroidery, and its thin body is embraced by its own arms. Not two, but hundreds of arms intertwine and wrap around it.
I can't see its face. It looks somewhat like a beast, but its long black hair covers its appearance.
I've seen it before, but it is much more vivid than at that time, and it has manifested.
"Spiritual Penetration Manifestation - Anrosto (Shinrei Kengen - Distortion to Truth)"
The ultimate goal that all magicians aim for has been achieved there by him.
This is his Spiritual Penetration Art. The root of Larkan's magic. The embodiment of the potential that resides within oneself. What a pressure it is, I might believe it if someone said this is a god. Such a unique presence.
But I spread my arms and hold up the silver and red swords that have become twin swords.
I will accept everything from him and surpass it.
With mixed emotions, I take a step and tread upon the dusty ground. The surge of heat and power that runs through my body scatters behind my eyelids.
"'This is the end, Larkan!'"
"I will twist and bend your supremacy, Silver!"
The moment I moved forward, his shinrei's shape spread its arms.
The swarm of black arms seemed as if cracks had appeared in space.
There was no time to leisurely watch it. Countless hands approached, ignoring the concept of distance.
Each one of them possesses the same power as "Ash" magic that Larkan used.
In other words, if they touch me, it's over.
I run towards Larkan, using the ground, the air, and everything as my foothold. The hands that narrowly pass through are immediately cut off and rush back.
Clearly unavoidable things are disintegrated by "Stella".
No matter how much I move, I never retreat. The sensation of a slight advance accumulating into a definite power.
But the many "Ash" hands use various means to grasp me. Sometimes space distorts or "Sper" appears, trying to restrict my movements.
However, I handle all of them and move forward.
Besides, the person I admired was stronger.
Now, my twin swords flicker. They cut off their fingers, correct distorted space, and open up a path.
A red flash accelerates through the blue magic power.
Faster, faster, and faster.
When I finally caught Larkan within range, his Shinrei's arm teleported. Up, down, front, back, left, right, everything as far as my eye can see. Now, I'm surrounded by these hands.
It seems Larkan also anticipated the moment when I could definitely kill him.
'Axe Collapse'
Distortions give birth to distortions, and collapses rush in from all directions. I'm inside the prison of death that cannot be avoided or defended against.
"'――'"
My nerves sharpened, and unnecessary information disappeared from my field of vision. Instead, I saw a blue sparkling magic power in the darkness that look like a starry sky.
I lost my sense of direction and didn't even know if I was standing. In such a situation, only the sensation of the sword I held was certain.
(Do not obstruct my path, Larkan.)
Before I could even think, both of my hands moved. The sword flash enhanced by "Knight's Pride" connects stars to stars and creates a rift in the world.
Slash. Slash. Slash. Slash. Slash. Slash.
I completely see through the flow of flowing magic power and in an instant, I cut through the prison of "Axe Collapse".
Now, Larkan is in front of me.
His Shinrei extends its arm, and he swung his halberd, but it's slow.
My sword reaches it faster than that.
The twin swords mow down the neck and torso at the same time, definitively ending his life.
Blood traces an arc following the tip of the sword. However, when I saw it again, it was a woman's delicate body that loses its strength.
"'Huh――'"
"――"
Silence descends upon the raging world.
It was an unexpected event for both me and Larkan. No, if I think about it, it might not have been a strange story. She would move the same way no matter the situation.
Because we were fighting in a world of just the two of us, I didn't notice.
"Larkan, sama..."
The demon woman crumbled.
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