The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 117
Chapter 117: Unyielding
“Perhaps I used too much power.”
Yomi looked down at the mountain of rubble scattered below. The once grand structure was now completely destroyed, and those who had been in the center of the devastation were likely not unscathed.
“Is the show over? I, a mere human, surprisingly found it quite enjoyable.”
Yomi began to float towards the gate. After a short while, one of the rubble piles began to shake, and from beneath it, something like a stone lid rose, pushed up by tree roots.
“Hmph… Ugh…”
The roots lifted the stone lid away. The trees that had surrounded us withered as if they had fulfilled their purpose.
“Somehow… did we make it in time?”
Amane, with her magatama glowing faintly, collapsed to her knees, sweating profusely like a waterfall. Serena and Shurin’s formations were undone, and Rakul also knelt on one knee.
“I used Tsukuyo’s power to resonate the three sacred treasures. We were able to block the attack, but it put a heavy burden on you all…”
“Mother!”
Before Amane could finish speaking, Hinowa and Amelie rushed to her side. It was clear that they had pushed themselves beyond their limits to stop Yomi’s attack.
Looking up, I saw Yomi’s gate changing further. Countless corpses formed its outer layer, and the gate took on the shape of a massive monster’s head. As it roared, the surrounding rubble and Yomi’s soldiers and monsters were sucked into it.
(This is the real… power of a high-level god.)
Even though it wasn’t using its full strength, Yomi’s power overwhelmed us. The scale of the destruction was easy to trigger, and I realized that I was facing something fundamentally different from anything I had encountered before.
(What would you do? …No, I don’t even need to ask.)
I thought back to my past admiration, a little self-mocking. If it were that man, the answer would be simple.
Then, I realized that I didn’t need to hesitate. Above all, there was still a method I hadn’t tried yet. I hadn’t been able to before, but now that I knew the key, I felt like I could do it.
“Rakul.”
“…Yeah, leave it to me.”
Rakul nodded, sensing my intent. Water surrounded me and healed my wounds, enough to allow me to move at full strength.
“I’m sorry. It’s all I can do…”
“No, this helps.”
I responded, and Serena smiled weakly before collapsing in exhaustion. Immediately, Shurin supported her.
“Berg.”
I turned around at Aria’s call. Then, Aria’s lips met mine, and our breaths mingled.
“Promise me. Promise that you’ll come back alive.”
“…Yeah, I still have things I want to do and things I need to do.”
I made a promise with Aria, then stepped onto the rubble. With the Seven-Branch Sword in hand, I gave my command.
“Eight Thunder Gods, descend upon me.”
“Ha, understood.”
The Eight Thunder Gods flowed from the Seven-Branch Sword into my body. Lightning surged throughout my body, scattering in all directions.
I grabbed the Chaos Crusader and the High End, then leaped onto the rubble, heading toward Yomi and the gate.
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