The Protagonists of Romance Fantasy Novels Have Escaped - Chapter 172
172 – 172. The End of an Era (4)
The electromagnetic cannon firing at close range.
The crimson vortex transformed into a bullet laden with lightning, striking Gael directly.
The gauntlet shattered.
Even blood and flesh splattered down.
The expansion of power, amplified to its limit, sent the gauntlet and Edanant’s grip flying. Torn skin and protruding bones, charred by the explosion, bore witness to the devastation.
Damn it.
Edanant cursed as he glared at the enemy before him.
“That hurts quite a bit. Who would have thought… I’d be allowed to be attacked?”
Gael lifted his head.
The wounds scorched by the explosion were revealed.
The traces of being swept away by the torrent of war covered his beautiful face.
Half of his features, including his eyes and nose, had been ravaged, yet it was not a fatal blow. The strike that should have obliterated his face and upper body left him with mere superficial injuries.
“Not enough to reach the throne.”
—Damn that throne. It’s so high…!
Was the power,
the firepower insufficient?
Even after squeezing out the best possible method, was it still out of reach?
Despite the relentless assault from Ludmila and Javelin, the power of the extreme light never wavered. As Gael faced crisis, the extreme light, which had momentarily lost its momentum, surged forth and intercepted the bullet of the crimson vortex.
“I reject that.”
He extended his hand, marked with the stigmata of constellations.
At the same moment, a pure white radiance erupted.
I’m going to die.
Faced with the brilliant light, Edanant confronted the worst possible scenario.
—Not yet, for I and Elizabeth have no intention of ending this tragically.
Swoosh!
Countless ice spears shot up like skewers. Gael, whose power from the Aurora Wheel had been imperfectly disrupted by Edanant’s strike, kicked off the ground and retreated.
He chose to evade instead of attacking.
That meant—
It was almost a confirmation of his current state of incapacitation.
The Reagent of Death pressed Gael, wielding a great sword that emitted a horrific chill. As expected, Gael found himself in a defensive position, unable to unleash the power of the Aurora Wheel immediately.
“Edan! Are you alright?”
“Yeah… well. I can hold on for a bit.”
Clank.
The gauntlet, which had been crumpled like a tin can, was restored once more.
The hand, crushed to the point of being unrecognizable, remained the same. For now, he decided to perform only a rough emergency treatment to continue the battle.
* * *
Though the Reagent of Death was overwhelming in the full-scale battle, it was but a fleeting moment. Gael, having swiftly regained the power of the Aurora Wheel, began his full offensive once again.
The power of the One True God was intact.
For a moment,
Just a brief moment, he had shown a gap.
As if to prove this, a streak of light fell from the sky, and halos of light surged from the ground. As the Reagent of Death began to lose its momentum, Ludmila and Javelin rushed in to support simultaneously.
—Tyranny, I shall grant you the glorious opportunity to guard my burden.
“Enough noise. If even a scratch touches Liza’s body, I won’t let it slide.”
—Of course. I too do not wish for the body of the maiden, as beautiful as white jade, to be marred.
“…It’s coming!”
A torrent of flashes.
What opposed it was a barrage of nearly hundreds of machine guns.
With every orange flame that ignited, bullets rained down, clashing with the power of the Aurora Wheel. Having experienced the boundless power of the Reagent of War, Gael twisted his thick lips, swallowing his tension.
‘The Reagent of War that creates all weapons existing in the world. And the outsiders who possess the knowledge of highly advanced scientific civilization.’
It was dangerous.
He could not predict what variables might arise.
The biggest problem was that sudden variables quickly affected the surroundings. Such was the change in Ludmila, who had awakened in unison with the Reagent of Tyranny.
Tyranny had fully awakened.
Almost simultaneously, Kia, who had also been affected, was likely on the brink of awakening as well.
-My head is spinning like crazy. Anyway… is this how it’s done?
A change occurred in the girl with flowing silver hair. As a golden halo appeared above her head, the four pairs of wings attached to her back rapidly expanded.
Eyes of deep blue, tinged with a murky hue.
A black mantle fluttering wildly in the gale.
As she raised the corrupted holy relic, a black thunderstorm surged forth. In stark contrast to the previous times when she was repeatedly pushed back by the power of the aurora wheel, the newly formed lightning began to engulf the pure white radiance.
Erosion.
A unique power of famine that rivals the amplification of the war’s corruption.
With a strong resolve not to fall behind the unmarried princess, she merged with the corruption of famine. It was a perilous gamble, but she overcame the madness of the corruption solely through competition and jealousy.
Flutter-.
She spread all four pairs of wings at once.
And while shouting the king’s scepter of the black night, she unleashed the spear of thunder.
-Ethan!
-Yeah, got it!
Though the gauntlet was somehow restored, the tattered grip remained as it was.
Every time the horrifically shattered wrist bone dug inward, pain surged through her. Yet, Edanant displayed superhuman mental strength as she responded to Javelin’s call.
“The corruption of innocence…! Like a yaksha, you gnaw until the end!”
The multicolored hues manifested from the power of the aurora wheel stained the lofty sky like a kaleidoscope. With every flash of the kaleidoscopic sky, streaks of light poured down incessantly.
There was no end in sight.
Despite the struggle of the red dragon and the white dragon, the one true god remained ever-present.
Facing the kaleidoscopic sky, Edanant felt a sense of nausea accompanied by a dissonance. It was as if she were trapped in a mirror maze with no exit.
-Yes, I’ll gnaw at you again and again! Until you’re exhausted and collapse!
The blazing flames of tyranny.
The thunder spear of famine.
Even the extreme cold of death was added to the mix.
With the intention of overwhelming the battlefield, she unfolded the kaleidoscopic sky, but she began to be gradually caught up. Moreover, if the turbulent currents of war were to descend, the disparity in power would align into a similar parallel.
Kwahwahwah!!
The turbulent currents of war, amplifying repeatedly.
Edanant focused it into her broken right hand.
“Without getting tired of the outer weapon…!”
Weapons of mass destruction, led by machine guns and artillery, delivered a heavy sense of dread. Every time Edanant deployed a new weapon, Gael had no choice but to feel a sense of urgency as he was allowed no openings.
The wound that swept across my face throbbed.
The fear carried by the remnants of Edanant and the war was inflicted as pain.
I had no choice but to acknowledge it.
The ability of Edanant to create variables each time was sufficient to usurp the throne.
Thus, I placed my hopes and expectations on the notion that an outsider from beyond would completely end the pinnacle of faith that had reigned for centuries.
– Gael!
“Isolate them!”
The growing stigmata of the constellations completely covered my pale skin.
All the constellations were revealed.
As the power of the auroral rate combined with them, all the constellations shone like the Morning Star.
The weapon meant to oppose this was a thermobaric bomb, concentrated with the maelstrom of war. Edanant, equipped with a thermobaric bomb filled with numerous flammable gases in his right hand, prepared for a gamble akin to a suicide mission.
* * *
Blood flowed from my eyes, stained black by the remnants.
From my nose and mouth,
Even droplets dripped from my ears.
It was the consequence of recklessly unleashing a divinity that far exceeded the permissible limits. Like a punishment bestowed upon a foolish human who knew no satisfaction, a pain surged through me as if all my biological cells were burning away.
Endure.
Endure somehow.
Even in a precarious state where it felt like my whole body would shatter at any moment, I displayed an escalating madness. It was a desperate struggle to grasp the destructive power that would annihilate the singular deity, wagering my own life.
Boom—! Boom—!
Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!
A loud explosion followed, echoing like a heart that was expelling a fierce pulse.
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Amplification.
With each booming sound, the dark red maelstrom explosively spread.
Thus, the surging dark red maelstrom confronted the brilliantly shining constellations and the radiance of the auroral rate. The essence of war that Edanant had squeezed out for the last time matched the pinnacle of faith blow for blow.
‘I will win. I will definitely win… Just think of winning.’
The closing of an ancient era.
And the opening of a new one.
The disappearance of the saintly party.
The conclusion of all stories that began from that point would be determined through the current all-out war.
The power of the immutable, the force of the extreme light ratio, and the turbulent currents of war ignited once more.
The sharply contrasting entities—the pinnacle of faith and the foreigner from beyond—rushed toward the turning point of an era, delivering their final blows to one another.
The divine punishment of the one true god.
The usurper’s defiance against heaven.
The creator god and the god of calamity.
The earth mother and the innocent’s misfortune.
After an eternity of opposition, the triggers of life and destruction were finally pulled.
“Ethan!!”
A sharp scream echoed.
In response, Edanant extended his fist, equipped with a thermal pressure bomb, leaving the scream behind.
He would pour all his strength into this strike.
If that wasn’t enough, he would sacrifice his life and soul.
The searing heat of the thermal pressure bomb, incinerating all surrounding oxygen and annihilating every living being, surged forth in pure white radiance.
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