Chapter 370: The Third Bomb
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The industrial refrigerator was knocked down, the cooking table was shattered in two, and the door to the central storage room was pierced by several pieces of metal.
And for those who know how to do it, these injuries are like Braille, showing attribute markings.
It contains information on how to properly use the doorknob.
Aresta was speechless.
But these signs of destruction are as oracles as the cracks that appear after a tortoise shell is roasted with fire.
"Why are you helping us?"
Aresta looked at the two demon gods in front of him expressionlessly.
Sissy and Nephthys.
Although these two seem to have just been beaten. But it doesn't prevent the other party's true identity from being a demon god.
"Ahem! I don't distinguish between good and evil, I just want to be beaten. We can help if we want to, and we don't help if we don't want to! β
The lady thrust her waist and looked up at the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle very arrogantly.
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Aresta felt the need to stay longer.
He found the body of Cologne, so he hurried over.
But he met two demon gods with very vague purposes.
obviously has such a powerful power, but in the end it is only for his own use. In Aresta's view, this can only be described as sad. Her "contented loneliness" is different from Aresta Crowley, who was slandered by third-rate newspapers and criticized by the public who did not know how to question the reports, and was almost crushed. But the silver girl was not jealous. Her mindset is like seeing an ugly old man who can't tell the difference between "having money" and "only having money".
Now it's time to move on.
She walked from the kitchen to the central pantry, looking down at the elevator shaft on the wall.
Every surface sprang out of Ether avatars.
The silver girl scoffed.
"What a bad move. Haven't you heard the story of Rapunzel, Cologne? β
Aresta Crowley and Mina Mathers waved their arms, and fierce flames and wind blades raged through the vertical elevator shaft. That's the extent of those angelic artifacts. It's not like in the desert when fuel is limited, and you have to dodge attacks that keep bursting from the ground, and once we turn from defense to attack, it will not be difficult to eliminate those Ether avatars and move on.
The era travels from Isis to Osiris and ends at Horus.
Specifically, Aresta has overcome the second Brett Avenue and even confronted the Demon God in order to achieve his goal. Now, just angels aren't enough to stop her.
They were all burned, cut off, and hung there in pieces.
The wreckage of the threat has instead become a foothold for the magician.
But this is the magician, who analyzes the signs and turns them into his own, pretends to be a god of superior wisdom to perform grand ceremonies, and turns the revered superior being into a stepping stone to knowledge and technology. They are "humans" who use their will to tame fear and use it as a weapon.
She climbed the shaft, kicked open the thick metal door, and stepped into the space inside.
"Hi Aresta, my enemy."
Cologne has been waiting here for a long time.
Are Aresta Crowley and Mina Mathers really good people who can be called the opposite of the Great Devil?
"I didn't expect you to recover from such an injury. Given your personality, you shouldn't use healing magic on yourself. β
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"No, you're not recovering, are you? Are you moving while tearing through that serious wound? Your days are numbered. β
Blood oozed from the silver girl's body.
This is not surprising at this point. The lady and Nephthys, who came along, also noticed this.
Still, Aresta must not fall in front of Lilith. You must not let your daughter see how embarrassed she looks. Coughing up blood or rolling on the floor in pain are postponed.
Meanwhile.
Welcoming guests with such an arrogant appearance, but still mixed with a sense of despicability, is this also the nature of demons?
Colonzun smiled confidently at Aresta, but her eyes glanced to the side from time to time.
She's looking at Mina Mathers, the Black Cat Witch.
No, it was the baby Lilith who was held on her chest.
The silver girl took a step to the side, blocking the evil gaze.
"Don't worry. I never intended to take advantage of her. β
"Say whatever you want. I basically know what you're thinking, but will things really turn out the way you want them to, Aresta? β
Her tone sounded very bored.
Even though she pretended to be Aresta's second daughter and stabbed her in the stomach from the front, the silver-haired girl still didn't die. Considering that countless Crowleys have spread all over the world, and even Colonzun herself has been sealed in the school city, it seems that she should have overcome several unexpected situations. From this point of view, the two are similar. Stumbling on the road isn't enough to stop them. They will learn from their lessons and find the next steps to overcome obstacles that should not have been possible.
Accompanying her manager, Mina Mathers, who had been providing Aresta with objective observations, gently opened her mouth under the veil.
"Archdemon Kronzun."
"What a face I have as a bad person, Demon Dao Book. You refuse to decompose one of the garbage. β
Cologne also shot back.
"Everything in the world is in a cycle of life and death. I exist to clear blockages and repair cycles. I'm Cologne. You should know how evil an ugly individual is, constantly devouring things around him, and bloated individuals. β
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"Aresta Crowley. You are the best proof of this. β
The demon stretched out its slender fingers.
The dark gesture seemed to announce who would die.
"It is impossible for ordinary people who have gone through a hundred years to maintain such a form. Even if medical technology could have helped, you would have died a long time ago. It is because you have survived to this day that the world has become like this. School City is a battlefield built for the sake of Shangjo when hemp? Nonsense. Even if that's the truth, you're the one who actually does it, Aresta. In 1947, if you had stepped into the graveyard with a deep sense of regret, the world would not have evolved like this. β
"You're ......"
Mina Mathers, the black cat witch, wanted to say something, but Aresta reached out to stop her.
The accusations continued.
"The flow of time seems to consume everything mercilessly, but there are too many exceptions to the redemption in this world: the Fantasy Slayer, the 'Demon God', the original canon, the resurrected Lilith, and the resurrected Ivus...... And me, the Great Demon Cologne. β
ββ¦β¦ So, do you also know that you are on the side of evil? β
"Of course. I'm going to fix all the cyclic errors and let the next era be born. At one time, more than half of the particles were attacked. If it weren't for the Second Adam's blood atoning for his sins, the world would not have lasted to this day. And those fatal blockages are all born of wisdom. I am the one who protects the hidden thread of the Tree of Lifeβthe Great Demon who protects the Abyss. Whatever my purpose is, I am indeed defiled...... So, I'm going to spoil everything. Along with myself, and the whole tree of life that contains me, it is no exception. It makes no sense to destroy only a part of the part. If something is left behind and causes a distortion that turns into eternal calamity, history will only repeat itself. I would have 10 spheres, 22 paths, and a hidden 11th symbolic to nothing. Collision between phases? Sparks and droplets? Treating superficial symptoms alone won't save anyone. All blockages must be removed from the root and the baton must be handed over to future generations. β
And the desire to protect certain people in the existing world will hinder the passing of the baton. This is tantamount to sticking to the throne and killing all possibilities. And the factors that hinder this process are deadly blockages in the world circulation...... Is that what Cologne thinks?
Aresta shook her head.
ββ¦β¦ What are you trying to protect, Cologne? β
"It's this world, but I'm not interested in this era."
Legends about the foods that underpinned a region or culture, such as corn, palm trees, meat and fish, often refer to the theme of killing. A god or man would be killed and chopped up for some reason, and their flesh would be thrown into the land or sea to provide food that people found in nature.
For Colognz, that's a kind of redemption.
She will destroy everything that exists and prepare for the next one to come. It doesn't have to be human. Even if it is a fish-man or a bird-man that emerges from nature, or a giant amoeba without a vertebus, or an eight-legged octopus alien. As long as they are born naturally and then die out naturally, she doesn't care how prosperous they are. Even though she sees herself as the destroyer of evil, she will not stop doing this root redemption.
Even if the concept is so terrible, it is equivalent to killing a loved one while he is still alive, chopping up the body and scattering it in the ground as fertilizer, so as to gather the animals, and finally declaring it a great success because the descendants can inherit it.
Aresta Crowley exhaled slowly.
She spoke.
"It's just nonsense."
Rumble!
The conflict begins!
On the one hand, there is the 'human being' who has overcome the inferiority complex and picked up the Bible again.
On the other side is the Archdemon who stands in a position that surpasses Isis, Osiris, and Horus.
Aresta struck by pressing the end of the palm staff to the ground, dragging the tail flame like a lit match, and Colonzun didn't move a finger.
First, let's try it out.
Ether Incarnate β 7: DEO. β
"It's too slow."
Aresta swung the end of the palm staff, which had accumulated a lot of frictional heat. The flame cut through the roots of the angel made of blonde hair.
At the moment when the hair was scattered, the next blow struck from behind the curtain.
A sinister face appears with blonde hair as a display.
"The third summoning text: its name is IDOIGO, the wind in the wind, follow the text of the same color slate in the palm of the hand, and order you to show the power of cleansing!"
Rumble!!!!!!
This is a torrent of elements that should not exist in the surface world, without the slightest impurity. The storm that could slice through everything was aimed straight at Aresta Crowley's neck.
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Having no time to pay attention to the stab in the stomach, Aresta pulled up the Palm Staff and deliberately cut it off in order to force the attack off course, but at the same time, a new vicious sediment appeared.
It manifests itself in the form of a face on hair.
"THE THIRD SUMMONING TEXT: ITS NAME IS LILACZA, THE WATER IN THE WIND, INSERT THE ELEMENT INTO THE ELEMENT, AND OBEY ME AS THE ELEMENT OF THE PRESENT WORLD!!"
"Mina Mathers!!"
Swept away, the blade of the wind leaping directly above was enveloped in a cold mist and writhed in a motion similar to the tail of a viper or scorpion, and pounced on the baby Lilith in the arms of a lady in a Western mourning dress. Mina, who was holding the baby in her slender arms, gasped and pulled out the palette knife.
"My vision is brought to the outside world through the medium of art, so that it can connect with the small universe of others and erode the whole universe. Feel the colors of the reconstructed Tomb of the Seven Walls. Show up, claws, black four-legged beasts, show your might!! β
Call!!
A storm rolls up with an action independent of the palette knife. No, if you sprinkle fine sand or flour all over the space, you can see something that looks like the claw marks of a carnivore running in parallel.
Intense sparks flew up, and the deadly elemental summoned by Cologne finally returned to nothingness.
However, the demon's evil smile did not disappear.
ββ¦β¦ It's just me improvising, but the elements mixed with impurities will really bounce off at this level. It is true that the actions of the superficial world can interfere with each other. That's right. β
The Black Cat Witch was not pleased with her results.
In fact, she frowned, as if she had predicted what the demon would say next.
"In other words, a frontal blow from the Pure Elemental should be able to break the palette knife with your hand and kill the baby you are holding in front of your chest."
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"Are you trying to call me mean? Aresta, from the moment you arrived here, I had something to protect: the three treasures of Scotland and the Stone of Destiny. Move all the pieces on the board and compete for the opponent's king. That's what we're fighting for. β
Long golden hair swayed in the void like a scorpion tail.
No, the strand of hair was tapping a piece of paper divided like a Go board, and letters appeared in a specific order in the grid, making it look like a keyboard.
"Anyway, you don't think you're going to be able to kill me like this, do you?"
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"Why are you here? You only have one way to live now. If you feel like fighting me while being distracted to protect your kids, then give it a try, Aresta! β
Cologne even smiled and listed the conditions for killing himself, should he be said to be the embodiment of natural decomposition? She said that the world would not be able to return to its normal cycle unless even she herself was wiped out. But it's not enough to manipulate A and B in the surface world so that they collide and destroy each other. If only Cologne was left in the empty world, it would be equivalent to leaving impurities. In addition, without a belligerent opponent, she would lose the means to kill herself. There is no point in becoming a ghost card in the game of drawing ghost cards. By any means, Cologne must pair all the cards, including himself, and discard them all.
"My name is Cologne. My number is 333, which means diffusion. I am the Great Demon who tears the bonds between people and hinders the union of the world! β
The eerie face that emerged from the long blond hair was more powerful, more vivid, and more sinister than ever.
"Ben Great Demon swears again!! The walls of the abyss stand before me, and I will draw a line that stands in the way of all things, representing incomprehension and intolerance. The Ritual of the Deceased - Mo Aher will remove all stagnation and complete the natural decomposition of the world!! β
There is no truth to this statement.
Although it sounds like some kind of unified theory, it's all nonsense.
That's probably why she's called a demon and not an angel.
The two eyes clashed.
Aresta Crowley and the archdemon Cologne.
Right now.
It's all come to this, how can they retract their resentment towards each other?
Only when a side is slain can the Blade of Killing Intent enter the sheath.
Therefore, what follows is not the repetition of that broken vow.
Instead, it was mixed with words of clear killing intent.
Cologne took a position holding an invisible Western sword in his hand, sending strength into his arm.
Aresta Crowley argues that the world "came to the final judgment in 1904," and that after that, it was the new system of technology used to control enormous power that dominated the world.
"All numbers are equivalent. In my right hand is the resurrected Nuit. Let's look at the extended value (possibility) and go beyond the finite realm. In my left hand is the vengeful Hadit, condense all power to the smallest point and create a single meaning. In other words, the blow unleashed by the circle of Ra-Hoor-Khuit, which accelerates infinitely, will appear on the surface of this world. β
This is the ultimate blow comparable to the Demon God.
Not only can trees go up, but they can also be used to go down. The power poured down from a little bit of the sky acquires color and properties along various paths, and eventually becomes a myriad of substances created by this world.
What would happen if the sorcerer had made that force fall like thunder by his own will?
Pure energy will rush towards the target in the process of high-speed materialization. It's as if a self-forging warhead that creates a metal arrow by exploding, which easily penetrates the armor of a tank.
That's how the magician Aresta used to describe it.
Its essence is a block of energy capable of severing the target's bond with certainty. As a marker, it is like a bolt of lightning that constantly zigzags left and right while rushing towards its goal.
There is no more convenient technique for the Great Demon who is placed in the position of protecting the three most extreme points of the world, preventing everything from uniting and breaking apart the world.
"Magick: Sword of Fire. The power that manifests itself from the drop of the mass point, bathing this person. β
"Wise Virgin Barbaron, show your crimson ......power!!"
Aresta roared, but too slowly.
If she continues like this, she will be defeated.
At that moment, Lilith, the baby who was held on Mina Mathers' chest, waved her little hand and drew a circle in the air.
But it doesn't make sense.
Given the relative speed, it's too late to do it after Magick: Flaming Sword has already been released. Still, it caught up.
Integration collapsed. Cause and effect are ignored.
In other words, it's a miracle.
Smack!! With the sound of jagged teeth twisting, the tip of the Magick: Flaming Sword, which was supposed to hit the target directly, twisted. Captured by Lilith's shield-shaped circle, it spins around and ends up trapped in a never-ending loop.
Although Aresta and his party were saved by this unnatural phenomenon, the silver girl's face was like ashes.
That's why Lilith is the key to eliminating Cologne.
As long as Lilith is sacrificed, Cologne will immediately be carried away to eat a boxed lunch
Therefore, Aresta must ensure that Lilith's presence is not consumed.
Just now, part of Lilith's presence was consumed, which was used to reverse the attack sent by Cologne.
"Aresta, if you go on like this, you will still fail~"
Cologne showed a happy smile, even if there were two demon gods pressing the formation, Colonzun didn't care.
The soul that is free from original sin still has a relationship with itself, and only Lilith is left.
"I remember, Xuefeng that young man has an ideology that says, specific problems are analyzed on a case-by-case basis, don't you want to know why I know you better than you think?"
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Cologne was full of question marks, and suddenly, she felt that she had missed something, that is, someone outside the rules of Yukikaze.
"Hahaha, in the end, he still admits that he is a human being, and he still likes a human little girl, lsp, obviously I am also blonde~ Who is she who likes that petite girl?"
Rumble!
In Aresta's smile, Cologne exploded.
The third bomb, the loser eats the dust and launches.
Time is set back an hour again.
During this hour's time, Snow Wind will take Flanda out of this world, passively removing the effect of time regression and continuous reincarnation.
Then, it's time to officially eliminate Cologne.
"Ah, it's back again. This time, everyone has memories of going back in time. β
When the third bomb exploded, an hour ago, Aresta and the powerhouses of the school city gathered in Edinburgh Castle again.
If nothing else, the next moment should be when the Ether avatar of Cologne Zun came to attack.
"It's up to you, Yukikaze."
Aresta sat on the ground a little tired.
It's so tiring to go back in time.
(End of chapter)