Chapter 179

Even Enrite did not know what it meant to create salvation.

Of course, if you think about it simply, it wouldn’t be a harmful act.

‘It is separate from destroying evil. It must be that the roles are divided.’

There must be a reason why it is divided into two sentences.

To create salvation and to destroy evil.

Both are related to some extent, but they do not have the same meaning.

‘Can’t it be finished with just one?’

Even if you save this world, if the enemy remains, you will have to fight again.

Conversely, even if the monsters are annihilated, if the land is devastated, everyone will die.

Shion had a similar opinion about this, and had recently witnessed the phenomenon.

‘… I erased the magic.’

Enrite confronted the demonic sword with Shion and confirmed its power.

Only the slime dragon’s attack was offset, and other than that, it had no effect.

Since it was said to destroy evil, it must have removed only the elements connected with evil.

‘I don’t know if I need this power.’

Demonic sword users have been overcoming immortality for a long time.

Resonating between demonic swords, awakening demonic swords, or using artificial demonic swords.

The slime dragon only had high regenerative power and magic recovery power, and if it could have been approached, it would have been destroyed somehow.

In other words, there was no reason to use the power to destroy evil other than to block attacks.

‘If the Demon God becomes stronger than the Slime Dragon, I might be able to use it… … .’

It was virtually impossible.

Because there was no way for the Demon God to regain power.

What can I do in a situation where I can neither bring power to the 3rd demon king nor use an artificial sword?

‘Should I get rid of it now?’

Enrite looked sideways at Lecia and recalled that demonic sword.

The Dragon Demon Sword, Dran Calgonis.

It was a weapon used by an ally and an artificial magic sword left by chance.

Even Dran Calgonis had to be destroyed before any possibility would arise.

‘It’s a waste of that power.’

Along with Acid Rain and Brecht, it was a demonic sword that could destroy immortality without resonating with it.

Considering the situation, he should have Dran Calgonis.

However, since the danger to demons was also inherent, it was impossible to leave it alone.

‘It’s uneasy to take it, and there’s no place to use it if you throw it away… … .’

“Now you can move as you please.”

Harnette lets go of Brecht and follows his trail.

Brecht flapped his wings and scattered sparks, then flew towards someone.

“… … ?”

Brecht hovered around Zion and casually sat on her shoulder.

Then he started walking slowly and shaking his head.

“Sister, why are you doing this?”

“How do I know? You do what you want to do.”

Shion looks down at Brecht with a suspicious expression on her face.

Brecht didn’t care about that gaze and pecked everywhere with his beak.

Surprisingly, I didn’t feel any pain, and it felt like warm energy was seeping into my skin.

“This can’t happen… … .”

Lesia muttered while watching Brecht closely.

At least, he might have understood it if only his ego, like himself or Enrite, had a separate life.

However, Brecht was moving freely after the demonic sword itself was transformed.

It seems to have an ego, but since it follows Hannett, even that could have been arbitrarily adjusted.

“It has already happened. Shouldn’t I accept it?”

Enritte makes eye contact with Brecht and looks intently at him.

It was as if there was a distinct self in it beyond the golden flame.

It felt as if he had recognized that he was once a demonic sword.

“Would you like to come see me?”

Enritte cautiously stretched out her hand toward Brecht.

Then Brecht hesitated for a moment, then spread his wings and took off.

“… Come, so come.”

Lecia let out a laugh while observing Brecht.

Brecht was looking up at Enritte while sitting on the palm of his hand.

“Did you understand what I was saying?”

“I do understand. But I’m not going to anyone.”

Hannett ended his friendship with Brecht and came face to face in the form of a bird.

Although Brecht listened to himself, he was not kind to others.

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Judging from how he approached Shion and Enrite without hesitation, wouldn’t it be indirectly connected to his own will?

“… … .”

Enrithe remains silent and slowly points her finger at Brecht.

Brecht doesn’t even show signs of avoiding, but naturally accepts Enritte’s touch.

‘Did they say something like this was cute?’

Enrithe falls into a strange sensation and strokes Brecht.

It was certainly made of flame, but it did not pour out heat.

Rather, it seemed to spread warmth and give comfort.

‘I wonder if I feel these feelings.’

Now, not only the body but also the mind were becoming human.

I didn’t even realize it, and I was buried in the flow.

Why did the fact that he was the ego of the demonic sword felt so strange?

‘What’s going on with Lesia… … .’

“Can you come to me too?”

Lecia showed curiosity and held out her hand.

He approached Shion and Enrite, but there was no reason not to come to him.

“… … .”

Brecht looked at Lesia indifferently, then quickly turned his head away.

Lesia only stares blankly at Brecht in a state of bewilderment.

“What have I done wrong?”

“Maybe not… … .”

“Puff breath… … .”

Enrite burst into a small laugh and covered her mouth.

Lesia carelessly puts her chin on her face and makes a disapproving expression.

“Yeah, that would be fun. I don’t know why they are doing this to me.”

“Hmmm… I wasn’t laughing.”

“I know. It’s just that this situation is funny.”

Lesia looked at Enrite with a faint smile.

The corners of Enrite’s eyes and mouth were slightly curved.

‘It’s a bit embarrassing, but… I just want you to laugh.’

Enritte has always displayed a cool yet calm demeanor.

He didn’t show a gap even for a moment, and he didn’t let go of himself.

However, when Harnette died, she poured out pure emotions, and now she is smiling at ease.

Shouldn’t this also be seen as a process of exchanging emotions?

‘Now I’m in a situation where even the demonic sword is ignoring me… … .’

Warmth flowed through the lonely left hand.

Lecia slowly turned her head and met Brecht’s gaze.

“what? Didn’t you want to come?”

“… … .”

Brecht responded by riding on his wrist.

Lesia seems to think for a moment, but soon realizes the meaning.

“Did he play a joke on me?”

Brecht hesitated for a moment, then gave a subtle nod.

Lecia burst into laughter and showed sharp eyes.

“Have I done anything wrong to you?”

“… … .”

“Ahh… Did you just want to play around with it?”

“… … .”

“What a weird kid.”

Lesia runs her finger through Brecht, recalling the touch.

I wondered if he hated himself because of the artificial magic sword.

However, Brecht did not reject his touch and just casually passed over his arm.

‘How much more do you want to go against it?’

Harnette transcended the providence by reviving while awakening the demonic sword.

However, even that demonic sword had deviated from providence, and was even doing ironic things.

‘It’s a little different from what I thought… … .’

Harnette’s presence was so unique.

I had expected it for a long time, but it seemed to have surpassed even that.

At least Shion, Enrithe, and Brandis had to be treated at the same level as Hanette.

‘As expected, there was nothing to worry about.’

Even the fact that the Demon God was alive felt meaningless.

The Demon God also surpassed the providence, but this one was even more out of line.

If the Demon God wanted to defeat them, he would have to throw away what he had and break the providence itself.

‘I don’t think I’ll lose.’

It was an uncertain method and a last resort.

However, the conditions were met, and the variable of being a demon still remained.

It was impossible to predict everything, so I was just waiting for that time to come.

‘Because you never know when that might happen… Should I enjoy this moment?’

* * *

Caronbelaz Continent, deep inside a cave.

The demon healed his wounds, albeit belatedly, and got up from his seat.

There was nothing left of him now, but it wasn’t over yet.

Even the slime dragon was annihilated, so the plan was able to proceed immediately.

“Even you couldn’t beat a human. Kahag… … .”

The slime dragon died painfully, and the demonic sword of eternal life, Xile Verza, was destroyed at the same time.

Obviously, humans must have been aiming for artificial swords to keep themselves in check.

“A wise choice, but it won’t change the outcome!”

Even that was included in the plan.

Whether the slime dragon won or lost had nothing to do with it.

It was doing its part just by harming humans.

“Come back to me, Geil Verza.”

The Demon God condenses the dark red airflow and scatters it for a long time.

Then, a thin line was drawn, and soon it began to open little by little.

Numerous fragments and powder fall through the cracks and are scattered on the ground.

‘I couldn’t bring much.’

It had to be.

It was shattered while taking out the slime dragon’s power.

In addition, some fragments of Gail Verza disappeared, so even the absorbed power must have been lost.

‘But… All you need is strength.’

The Demon God crushes all the fragments of Gail Verza and extracts the contained power.

Then white, gray, and green halos converged and slowly began to rotate.

This was the essence of the slime dragon and the source of the four major disasters.

“… … .”

The Demon God looks down at the group of lights that could not be merged and falls into agony.

Originally, he intended to use this power to create another demon king.

However, he couldn’t absorb enough, and he had no choice but to give up because he was weak.

‘If I accept this power, I will disappear.’

It is not difficult to simply mix mana.

Dran Calgonis, the dragon’s demonic sword, was made with the same principle, and La Blair’s, the demonic sword of rest, differed only in the materials used.

However, the moment the sources meet, the medium in the center will disappear without leaving even a trace.

“Even so! It must come to ruin!”

The Demon God let go of his hesitation and stuck the light into his body.

Even the dark red color permeates between the three groups of lights, bringing out new colors.

The body of the Demon God gradually cracked and began to be enveloped in that color.

“After I die… The worst witch… will be born… … .”