The Devil Who Grants Wishes - Chapter 207
207 – Final Battle (2)
‘…I think it’s more worth doing than I thought?’
To be honest, I wasn’t confident.
I’m not trying to joke that I wasn’t confident of losing, but I was really saying that I wasn’t confident of winning.
That is natural.
I am only half my size and I am this strong, so how on earth can I defeat someone else who is just my half size and also has a lot of divine status?
That’s why I desperately raised my warrior party. Those who, unlike me, are blessed with the ability to continue to grow without limitations.
However, that prediction appears to be wrong.
This one has a very good chance of winning.
‘The warrior party hadn’t even defeated me yet, so I was very nervous that the fight might have started too quickly… What the hell, that bastard. Aren’t you staggering?’
The other me, no, the spirit of light who has taken on half a body, his initial spirit has disappeared everywhere and he is just staggering around like a drunkard.
If it is natural, then it is natural.
Even if a person’s soul suddenly entered the body of a bird, would it be able to flap its wings skillfully?
This is impossible. Since it has a body capable of doing so, it will be able to fly to some extent, but it will take a considerable amount of time to fly as skillfully as a real bird.
This is the state in which the Spirit of Light is now.
No matter how powerful a body they possess, they are unable to utilize that strength properly because they are not used to that powerful body.
Compared to when I first returned to Faust’s body, no, to my real body, the difference is truly world-class.
When I returned to my true body, I was so familiar and so skillful that I freely used all kinds of magic, but now the power of the light can’t even keep up with my toes from back then.
“How dare these bastards-!!”
Quaaa!!
The gigantic pillar of light emitted by the god of light sweeps the world like a stream of water spouting from a hose sweeping through a flower bed.
An enormous amount of brilliance makes the night sky pure white, and substances that are directly hit by the brilliance emit blue or red light, making it look as if they have become plasma.
It is a sight so dreamy that it seems impossible to exist in reality.
“What… Is this?”
“Why did you bother to sweep the world with a beam of light? Wouldn’t the power be dispersed and weakened?”
But of course, such an attack is not an effective hit against the hero party.
The motion before the attack was too long, giving Lucia, Celestine, and Irene enough time to deploy their shields, and the light beam that swept across the world did not break the shields of those three because the damage was not concentrated at one point. I couldn’t do it.
Celestine and Lucia’s incredulous words swept across the quiet space in an instant, and the God of Light’s face was even more distorted with anger when he saw them looking at him with wonder, as if he were watching an animal in a zoo.
Gooooo!!
“The next attack is coming… Hmm, Lena.”
“I know even if you don’t say it.”
Seeing the whirlpool of light sweeping around the hero party, the hero party narrows its eyes and predicts what attack will come next, and comes up with an optimal response method that matches the prediction.
Lena, who is already pulling the bowstring before hearing Iris’s words, shoots an arrow toward the center of the whirlpool.
This is a special arrow that Faust carefully prepared in preparation for the decisive battle.
Roaring-
“…What is it?”
Seeing the whirlpool of light he created disappearing in an instant, the God of Light is greatly embarrassed.
It is impossible for the Spirit of Light to think that the whirlpool will disappear just because an arrow is stuck in the center of the whirlpool.
The God of Light glances at the arrow Lena shot with blazing eyes and is immediately shocked.
‘What is that…? Is it possible to write that many magic formulas on just one arrow?’
The Divine Wisdom of Light is astonishing, like a researcher who has just seen a semiconductor measuring 0.01 Nanometers. In his opinion, it was physically impossible and unrealistic to cram that many magic formulas into just one arrow, but he couldn’t help but be astonished as such an unrealistic thing was happening right in front of his eyes.
The size of the magic circle and runes written on that arrow is very small. It’s so difficult to see properly, it almost looks like cotton if you don’t focus your attention.
‘…There are some techniques I’ve never seen before. First of all, it can be confirmed that it is a technique that affects spiritual power, but is that even possible? How on earth can something like a spell made up of mana interfere with divine power?
Squeak!
“ㅡKhaaa!?”
And the warrior party does not miss the fact that the God of Light is analyzing with astonishment.
Iris, who received Celestine’s blessing to walk faster and make no sound, quickly leaps and charges in front of the God of Light, and then swings her sword, converting the kinetic energy created by the body’s charge into the impact of the sword. .
The armor-shaped shell covering the body of the God of Light is cut like a watermelon. If the attack were to hit the same area one more time, Faust’s other body, dominated by the spirit of light as the host, would die.
“…Oh.”
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“Ugh…”
‘…?’
But at that moment, the warrior party’s condition suddenly becomes strange. To be exact, this is the condition of Lucia, Iris, Celestine, and Lena, excluding Irene.
It’s like he’s a little excited… Ah.
‘Are these b*tches crazy?’
“Come to your senses!! Where on earth are you focusing your attention right now?!”
When she realized that everyone’s eyes were focused on the area where Iris had just removed her shell, her words came out reflexively.
Where on earth are those b*tches looking at right now? Even if you have some desire, shouldn’t you choose the time and place?
Above all, I am still not satisfied with the subject that I had been satisfying my desire for a long time… Huh…
“It’s just me in the flesh, it’s not me. Don’t you know very well that it’s the spirit of light!?”
“Yeah, but… The body is my father, right?”
After hearing my shouting, Lucia hesitated and then answered hesitantly, perhaps as if she had put on her gun holster.
…Isn’t the body mine?
Yes… That’s true, but now isn’t the time to worry about that, right?
“…Oh, I’m just a little confused. No, I’m sorry.”
As I looked at the warrior party with a lamenting expression, everyone’s expressions soon changed from excitement to embarrassment.
For sure, now is the time, and they will know very well rationally that they should not do this.
The problem is that the instinct does not listen to reason properly.
…Looking at this, I’m really glad I got along with everyone at that time.
If everyone’s desires had been left alone without temporarily satisfying them, now… Wow, I don’t even want to think about it. For this final battle to be ruined by nothing more than s*xual desire is a disaster that cannot be expressed in words.
“How dare you!!”
“Ugh, everyone get ready!!”
And the God of Light who looked at the whole scene… Was truly enraged.
To direct such obscene emotions towards one’s own body is an absolute insult to the ephemerally noble and mysterious God of Light who has the authority to manage the world.
The body occupied by the deity of light began to shine brightly, and soon spewed out brilliant light everywhere. Although it is clearly night now, there are several brilliant suns in the sky.
This is not simply a metaphor for shining brightly.
A truly blazing ball of fire covers the night sky.
I’m not sure if those spheres of fire are really emitting heat and light through nuclear fusion like the sun does, but… It is certain that they are emitting an overwhelming amount of light and heat comparable to that.
Quaaa!!
As the spirit of light beckons, the sun shines down toward the ground. As if countless shooting stars were falling, the warrior party was hit directly by the meteor’s destructive power.
But again, I’m not too worried this time.
No matter how many suns fell, they did not fall concentrated on one point, but were scattered on the ground. It is certain that the impact will not be that great.
A huge amount of dust fills the place. As a rough estimate, this fog of dust would be tens of kilometers^3 in volume.
‘No, why does he keep making such broad attacks? Even though the hero party pointed it out a little while ago, seeing him still clenching his teeth and doing that makes me quite proud–‘
aaah!
“-What!?”
At that moment, a hand suddenly broke through the dust and grabbed hold of my body.
That hand is my hand, no, it is another hand of mine controlled by the God of Light.
“I finally won.”
“…”
The owner of that hand, the Spirit of Light, smiles and speaks as if he has struck the final blow. Looking at the pride dripping from every word he said, it seems like he really thought he had blown checkmate.
…Declaring victory just by touching the body? There is a level of foolishness… Right…?
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‘What is this?’
My inner world is shaking.
It is not because my mental strength is weakened and I am shaken.
Something sleeping in my inner world is responding to the spirit of light touching my body.
And that something… Pfft.
[…What is this situation now?]
Seraphia, no, the words of Serapia’s thoughts resonate in my head.
Seraphia’s thoughts, which could not reach the God of Light and simply existed as thoughts without self, have now regained their identity.
“Seraphia!! I have restored your self. Hurry and disturb Faust in the inner world!!”
[…Ah, that’s how it happened.]
The God of Light explains the situation to Seraphia, who is confused as she has just regained her sense of self, and gives orders at the same time.
After hearing those words, Seraphia nods her head and seems to understand it in her own way.
No way, just by touching bodies, Seraphia can regain her sense of self… Ugh, damn it. Even though it was easy, I found it too easy.
It is possible to suppress at least one of Noah’s thoughts, but if Serapia is added to this, it will be too difficult.
[Why me? Why does the God of Light give orders to me, the God of Light?]
“…What?”
But I think the worst situation has somehow been avoided.
I can know Seraphia’s thoughts as much as they exist in my world of images. Seraphia’s thoughts really don’t know why she should listen to the words of the God of Light.