The blade of the sword is clearly engraved with a line of text.

If Richard had been nearby, he would have been surprised to notice that the text written on the face was of the same origin as the "Spark Furnace" hidden at the bottom of the Black Tower.

Of course, this is merely an intuition, because no human being can truly understand this way of writing and reading; Only those who are recognized can understand the meaning of a sentence, but they can never grasp the rules of this writing system.

In the world of spiritualism, it is known as the "language of angels", and it is a truth that countless shamans have tirelessly pursued, and every word written by the language of angels has incredible power in itself.

The Starfire Furnace reads "Everything comes from the fire" (Dio), while the sword held by Joan Borgia reads......

*

He stared deeply at the blade in his hand.

For as long as Joan can remember, the sword has accompanied him, and at the same time bound him; It is his destiny, a symbol of noble bloodline.

For Joan, it's more like a curse for eternity.

But he couldn't resist.

How can even resist oneself who can't do it against one's father?

The only thing he could do was carry it on his back.

[I ask you—]

The young cardinal shouted to the sky, as if in doing so, he could send his voice to the end of the heavenly vault for the gods high in the clouds to hear.

At the same time, the blade shimmered with a pure white glow, echoing him.

"Fingerprint authentication, passed. Iris certification, passed. In the event of an emergency, your authentication process will be forwarded to the intelligent review...... If the audit fails, enter the C-2324 temporary plan, and the safety restriction lifting operation begins. 1，2，3…… The removal is complete and the case uninstaller starts. ”

Words that were strange and incomprehensible to Joan Borgia echoed in her ears, a mechanical, old-fashioned female voice, unsettling in her tone.

But he didn't care, and continued to chant aloud the spell to break the seal.

"Outer space is temporarily carrying the ground weapon 'Emperor's Staff'...... One attempt, no ...... The heating duct is cooled...... Second attempt, success. The guidance and locking will be transferred to the A-27 'Mars' conning tower satellite. ”

"The order passed...... Target range confirmation. Scope alignment has been completed. Preparing to recharge......"

"The countdown is about to begin. 3……”

At this moment, the time flowing around me seemed to stand still. Every drop of rain that falls from the sky is trapped in the air, shimmering with crystalline light.

Joan's clear pupils reflected the reflection of the sword.

Originally, this sword had no name, but because its purpose was to destroy all "divine enemies", it had the name of "Divine Annihilation" in the Great Sanctuary;

It is the ultimate weapon that has slaughtered countless demons, heretics, and betrayers;

It is forged by half of the power left to the world by the "Angel of War", one of the four Seraphs under the throne of the main god, one of the three major artifacts held by the Holy See, and the national treasure of the Kingdom of Esperia.

“2，”

And now, it's in the hands of Joan Borgia; In this world, only he can use it.

Everything will come to an end, and this is the day of judgment.

“1，”

[I ask you......]

In an almost fanatical tone, he read out the words engraved on the blade of the sword word by word:

- [Who is Lord of hosts?] （QuisDomiuum）]

“0。”

In an instant, the stagnant rain flew towards each other in the howling wind, absorbing countless rising water columns like a tornado on the surface of the sea, connecting the sky and the earth, this scene was like going back in time.

*

At first, no one knew exactly what was going on.

The rain is still falling, and the night is still dark.

Until the distant horizon, a dazzling light rose—

The pitch-black sky, which had no stars and no moon, was torn apart in an instant.

It's not like the sun is rising early. Compared with the sun, this rising star is cold, sharp, and does not carry the slightest heat;

However, its brilliance is more dazzling and purer for any star, like a white horse dragging the wheel of the sun, a meteor across the entire sky.

The dark clouds that had always shrouded the vast wilderness dissipated as if fearful, and the cold and biting wind and rain that permeated the heavens and the earth were all swept away.

Voices followed.

It was as if a thousand giants were beating gongs and drums in the clouds, and a thousand giants were rushing from across the earth, rumbling in all directions, full of oppression.

The sound grew louder and soon became deafening, flooding the wilderness like a tidal wave, until at last the heavens and the earth echoed with only one voice:

"Boom!"

A huge cavity with a diameter of tens of kilometers appeared in the center of the dark clouds, and the brilliant and dazzling sky light swayed from it.

Like a colossal god walking in the dark world, he wielded a knife with all his might, slashing through the starry sky and night that covered the earth.

The light grew bigger and bigger, and when it fell from the sky and to the ground, it shone on the universe and swallowed everything in view—

*

Howard Nuren regretted it.

In his long life, there had never been a time when his heart was so remorseful.

Even if the betrayal of Steppenwolf was exposed, he didn't have any guilt or fear, because he knew he had a chance to start over.

And that's exactly what happened.

The only minor problem is that it takes a little bit longer......

That's why he is so old now.

A dark wizard who breaks the taboo doesn't really die, he will always come back.

No one is not afraid of death –

The higher you rise to a high position, the more power and power you have, and the more you explore the realm of life, the stronger this fear becomes.

The more people know, the more they can't see through it.

The reason why Howard Newren desperately crawled out of the coffin, why he dragged his old body, why he gave up his human identity......

It's all about being able to continue living.

But at this moment, this fear seems to have really become a reality:

The Lord of the Worms connected to Howard roared in anger and unleashed the ability to burrow, wanting to get back underground as quickly as possible, using the nearby terrain as a counterpart.

However, it was too late.

The dark wizard was "buried" in the depths of the layers of intertwined meridian bloodlines, and the cloudy pupils reflected the white light that fell from the sky and pierced the demon's body like lightning.

That light actually penetrated the barrier of heavy carapace, skin, muscles, and internal organs, and illuminated the deepest part......

"Artifact ......"

The Dark Wizard muttered.

He knew very well that the only thing that could possess this power could be the manifestation of "power" or "miracle". Neither the saint nor the god ever appeared.

All of this, just because the other party raised the sword in his hand-

"Why—"

The dark wizard hiding in the kingdom of flesh lamented, and was eventually swallowed by the blazing white light.