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"That is!"
Denken, who had already led the main body of court mages to retreat to the city walls.
Looking at the terrifying slash that suddenly emerged on the front line, seemingly splitting heaven and earth, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
There was no doubt that Denken was shocked.
And the shock in Denken's heart was already visible on his face.
Who is this person? To be so brave!
"How about it..."
"Have you found the reason for the demons' resurrection?"
Böse was also shocked by the power Stark unleashed.
But after sensing a peak-level aura approaching Stark's direction.
He could no longer afford to be shocked.
He hurriedly asked Denken about the important matter.
After all, if the demons truly could infinitely resurrect, how on earth could humanity even fight!
"The reason..."
Denken returned to his senses.
With a darkened face, his expression looked very grim at this moment.
"Böse, do you know how the Mythical Era ended?"
"The Mythical Era?"
Böse was stunned.
But in the next second, he couldn't help but become slightly angry.
"Denken, stop being cryptic!"
"Look what time it is!"
In the distance.
Stark had already clashed with that person.
Countless terrifying attack waves rippled out!
It was as if a series of massive explosions were occurring!
Outside the Imperial Capital, the forest where the demon army emerged was now reduced to a wasteland!
"Böse, this is not being cryptic."
Denken said seriously.
"This might be related to the secrets left over from ancient times."
"Secrets?"
Böse fell silent.
He was not as well-read as Denken.
But even so.
He had heard of that secret that had been circulating since ancient times.
"Are you talking about [The Fall of the Goddess]?"
Böse's body couldn't help but tremble.
He said in disbelief.
"Isn't that just a delusion of the ancestors? After all, how could an almighty Goddess die?"
"How could such a thing truly exist..."
"A power that can kill a god!"
"And even if it is related to the fall of the Goddess, how could that power appear in the Demons!"
Unfortunately.
Denken only remained silent.
As if to say.
The fact is just like that.
Some questions.
When you speak them out.
You already know the answer.
"What is that?"
A dazzling light pierced through heaven and earth!
Even Fern and the others at the Continental Magic Association in the Imperial Capital were attracted by this sudden light.
"It's Stark."
Serie answered Fern's doubt while rising from the luxurious sofa.
She gently distorted her neck.
As if she were warming up.
"Has he encountered danger?"
Frieren's emerald-like brilliant eyes showed a hint of surprise.
After all, she knew all too well that if Stark was forced to get serious.
He must have encountered a very terrifying enemy!
"You guys wait here..."
"I'll go bring him back."
As Serie spoke, she was about to move.
But Frieren and Fern stood up right after her.
"I'm going too."
"I'm going too!"
"Hmm?"
Serie stared at the two nervous girls.
She couldn't help but let a smile curl at the corners of her mouth.
"Wait here, I'll be back soon."
Her words carried absolute confidence.
Just like when Serie flew out from the Continental Magic Association.
Dashing toward the battlefield like a streak of golden light.
She, Serie, was like a sun rising in the night.
In the face of absolute strength.
She had the confidence to do everything she wanted to do!
"Damn it."
Another fierce strike!
After Rivale's figure quickly separated from Stark.
He couldn't help but pant slightly.
Without realizing it, Rivale's body was already covered with hideous scars.
Even though Rivale had lost most of his perception of pain.
He still couldn't help but be angered by Stark's fighting style of taking a thousand points of damage to deal eight hundred.
"The ones who deserve to die are you demons who trample on life at will!"
Stark gritted his teeth, struggling to steady himself as he stood opposite Rivale.
Even though he was covered in blood at this moment!
He still stood tenaciously in front of Rivale.
Refusing to take a step back!
"If you keep fighting, you will die."
Not far away.
Linie, who was watching the battle while holding her demon sword, looked at Stark's appearance.
She couldn't help but frown and speak.
She admitted she had underestimated this human.
But facing Rivale.
It was clear that even Stark at full power could no longer hold out.
"I haven't lost yet, have I?"
Blood flowed from the corner of Stark's mouth.
He sneered and raised his heavy axe again.
"You are strong..."
"Even compared to your master Eisen, you are no less."
"But you should know..."
"Even your master Eisen was merely defeated by my hand."
Rivale coldly shed the large trench coat he was wearing.
With a serious gaze, he turned the axe in his hand into double blades mounted on his arms.
Holding his breath.
The silent Rivale was ready to strike.
He clearly did nothing.
He just stood there motionless.
But Stark couldn't help but tremble all over!
As if he were being watched by something of great terror!
He would die!
In Stark's red eyes.
Rivale's figure seemed to turn into a monster with black shadows, magnifying infinitely!
As if he would be devoured in the next second!
"Will I die?"
Stark suddenly spoke.
His dull expression made Linie stunned for a moment.
Only Rivale remained fully concentrated, staring fixedly at Stark.
"But..."
His dull expression suddenly became furious!
"But compared to death, what I fear more is losing again!"
Red flames suddenly enveloped Stark's entire body!
Even the heavy axe in his hand was covered by that ultimate flame at this moment!
The scorching flames soared out of thin air with Stark's roar, actually transforming into a roaring dragon shape!
Even this flaming dragon was no less impressive than the phantom monster shadow appearing behind Rivale in the dark night!
"Magic... swordsman."
Rivale spoke.
His gaze looking at Stark became fiery and burning!
But his expression also carried a trace of bitterness.
For hundreds or thousands of years!
The opponent he had dreamed of meeting had appeared!
But their meeting was such a scene!
Schlacht!
Rivale's black eyes were incredibly angry.
But even so!
He could only be "loyal"! Obeying Schlacht's orders without question.
To finish Stark.
To open the path for the demon army to continue advancing.
"Come, let me win this despicable battle."
Rivale suddenly gave up attacking first.
He relaxed all his muscles.
Calmly, he prepared to welcome the arrival of Stark's full-power strike.
To welcome this grand strike he had looked forward to in his life!
He, who could resurrect infinitely, had already won.
He just needed to wait until Stark was exhausted.
Wait, Stark.
Wait for this opponent he respected immensely to burst forth with the final fireworks of his remaining life.
"As expected of the fellow I fancy."
Just as Stark prepared his full-power strike!
Just as Rivale was ready to witness this powerful combat technique never seen before in history!
A golden light arrived at the battlefield.
Serie stood calmly high in the sky, her lips curling up.
Looking down at the people on the ground.
Looking down at all the demons on the ground, and even in the sky!
It seemed that since she appeared, she was meant to be superior!
And interestingly.
The facts should be so.
"Serie."
Schlacht, at the rear of the army, looked at the figure in the sky that could not be looked at directly.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
His lips curled into a cold smile.
That god-like fellow had descended as expected.
But for today's demons.
Even slaying a god might just be possible?
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