The Protagonists of Romance Fantasy Novels Have Escaped

154 – 154. The Cursed Ones (3)

The tide of monsters that had surged in like a flood had gradually diminished.

A radiant white light.

The barrier of the holy sword that surrounded the Demon King’s castle emitted a brilliant halo.

For the monsters that had been corrupted by absorbing the divinity of the calamity god, the radiance of the one true god was akin to a deadly poison. The monsters, significantly weakened by the influence of the holy sword, ultimately met their end under the relentless onslaught of the seraph.

– To think the light of the one true god shines so brilliantly; is that the true power of the holy sword…! Such strength is far too excessive for a mortal to wield.

The sanctity manifested by the united four holy swords of extermination is on par with the descent of the one true god.

Unbelievable.

To handle it all with just one’s own power.

Moreover, he was in a state of severe injury, to the point of risking his life.

The holy flame that had driven away the blizzard now covered even the sky that had grown cold.

– …These vermin.

As I witnessed the miracle of the holy sword wrought by humans,

A vile group emerged, attempting to disrupt the manifestation of the radiance.

They were demons.

Demons from the demon realm, freed at the world’s end, swarmed from all directions.

In particular, the great demons of the demon realm, who appeared alongside the pitch-black storm clouds, twisted the mood of the seraph, Bellasiel. Though they had no intention of actively cooperating with the calamity of war, they unleashed their full power to eradicate the loathsome great demons.

“Bellasiel! You wretched…!”

“How dare you invade the tomb of the Demon King!”

Great demons.

Nobles of the demon realm who had sworn loyalty to the Demon King.

The great demons commanding the shadow army boasted powers rivaling those of the archangels of the celestial realm. Yet, even the highest beings representing the demon realm could not match the radiance of justice.

– Release it.

Bellasiel, having set down the bow of extermination, extended both hands.

In that moment,

Over fifty holy artifacts escorting the seraph simultaneously radiated light.

“Do not retreat! Kill that damned seraph!!”

“The sworn enemy that has brought disaster to the demon realm!”

A flash of annihilation punishing evil.

At its center stood the seraph, shining in platinum.

Four pairs of enormous wings spread out to the sides.

The platinum armor reflecting light, shining brilliantly.

The countless forces of the demon realm surrounded the seraph. The surging waves of malevolence crashed forward like a furious tide, as if they would swallow the flash at any moment.

– O great and singular deity, I beseech your power to grant eternal silence to the armies of evil.

The current of backlight.

Within it, a radiant holy spear.

A perfect pure white, devoid of any taint.

Belasiel raised the spear of the sealed horse, aiming it at the forces of the demon realm.

– Fall to the ground. The sky is a realm permitted only to the singular deity.

The spear, imbued with light, fell like a comet piercing the night sky.

────!!

───────!!!

A thunderous roar echoed, akin to the creation of the world.

Simultaneously, the pure white dawn annihilated the countless forces of the demon realm. It was a result that occurred in the blink of an eye, so swift that not even the cries of the dying could be heard.

“How cruel. Truly, those who worship the singular deity are far more brutal, aren’t they?”

– Be quiet, vampire.

A woman with flowing black hair approached, her wings connected by a veil fluttering behind her.

It was Ariel, who had been deployed to the scene alongside Belasiel.

Did she think it unnecessary to step forward?

Or was she afraid of being swept away by the seraph’s strike?

Ariel’s judgment to join late was accurate. Had she been close to Belasiel, she would undoubtedly have been swept away in the current of sanctity along with the demons of the demon realm.

Tch.

Belasiel clicked his tongue, expressing disappointment at having missed the chance to discreetly deal with the vampire.

“Must be nice, huh? Wiping out eternal enemies like demons and steadily building up your merits for the master’s favor. It’s a perfect two-for-one deal.”

“Shut up! I’ve never once desired the favor of such a filthy creature!”

The vampire chuckled, her laughter ringing out.

At that, the seraph’s beautiful face twisted in an instant.

“Still so rebellious. It would be nice if you could slowly acknowledge our master-servant relationship.”

– If I ever break free from your restraints…! Vampire, you won’t escape unscathed either!

I will repel all intruders until the Second Saint Beatrice is safely rescued.

The rescue and protection of my allies will take absolute priority.

Just before activating the long-range teleportation magic, two commands were bestowed upon the chains of restraint.

As if to prove it, Bellashiel annihilated the demons that were about to interfere without a moment’s hesitation. Of course, even without Edanant’s orders, she would have swept them all away.

– Vampire, you are nothing but a hindrance. So step back.

“How much more do you need to be favored by the Seer…? Is being a concubine not enough? Truly, you are as greedy as a hypocrite.” – C-concubine?! Ugh! Who dares to call me a concubine! It’s just a baseless rumor made up by humans!

“Right, I suppose that’s how it is.”

Concubine.

The moment she heard that word, she reacted with a violent outburst, as if having a seizure.

How many misunderstandings had she endured during her time in this world?

Thanks to her lascivious figure, she had to bear the disgrace of being labeled a “self-proclaimed Seraph” among the servants of the Hoenberk family, which made Bellashiel furious at Ariel’s statement.

Kuuung───!!!

“What…!”

When the demonic forces that had surrounded the Demon King’s castle were obliterated, the ground began to tremble with a deafening roar, as if lightning had struck right beside them.

Was it the work of demons?

No,

That couldn’t be.

The dark energy spewing from the fissures in the ground was a cursed sludge permitted only to the dead. Witnessing this, Bellashiel unfolded the Shield of Exorcism to block the accursed torrent.

“What on earth is that! No way… Undead?”

Ariel, who was clinging to Bellashiel and protected by her shield, peeked out and spoke.

In the center of the murky, muddy aura, there was a single undead being.

Abyss Knight.

The skeleton born from the dark abyss was classified as a top-tier undead, the Abyss Knight.

Accepting the reek of death, the once-great swordsman had fallen to the undead, raising his sharp blade high. With a chilling scream, numerous spirits began to emerge from the ground’s fissures.

* * *

While the Seraph and the vampire were in distress,

Edanant, who was engaged in fierce combat within the Demon King’s castle, was also enduring hardships just like them.

“Ethan…! Edanant, Edanant!! Edanant──!!!”

Whoosh-.

From the left eye, the holy flame of divinity surged.

In stark contrast, the black flame of calamity ignited in the right eye.

The God of Disaster and the God of Creation.

Unleashing the opposing divine powers of black and white simultaneously, Beatrice launched an assault on Edanant.

‘Could it be that the essence of the One God and the deathly calamity have completely fused? This is absurd.’

Edanant, who had wielded the holy sword of the One God and the calamity of war, was able to avoid a divine clash because he was a ‘freak’—a being in which the soul of a reincarnated individual and the original soul coexisted within a single body.

The monster before him was similar.

As if it had been sculpted with Edanant as the motif.

The creature, which had devoured Beatrice’s soul and the deathly calamity, wielded the divine powers of creation and disaster with ferocity, as if they were its own.

‘Stop.’

“Could it be the Word of Command…?!”

The command that flowed forth with a white breath seized Edanant’s steps.

The ability to materialize words through reality manipulation.

The devotees of the Holy Kingdom referred to the power of the Word of Command as the ‘Miracle of the Saint.’

Instantly immobilized, Edanant swallowed his breath and raised his head. The divine and calamity flames, taking the form of a fierce beast, charged directly at him.

Tatata──!!

The muskets erupted in unison.

The flames, pierced by countless bullets, could not reach Edanant and dwindled away.

‘Burst.’ ‘Be trampled.’

Beatrice had never once used the power of the Word of Command for destruction or slaughter. She understood better than anyone the dangers it possessed.

However, the monster clad in Beatrice’s visage was different.

Explosive death and crushing death.

It mobilized the power of the Word of Command, named the Miracle of the Saint, solely for destruction and slaughter.

Hundreds of muskets were annihilated by the reality manipulation of the Word of Command. Following that, an intangible shockwave struck, ensnaring Edanant.

“Beatrice!!”

A voice, filled with agitation, rang out loudly.

And the divine essence of war surged like a whirlwind, temporarily repelling the oppression of the Word of Command.

“How long are you going to keep sleeping! You’re not a princess, you’re a saint!”

Clang.

The particles of ash took the form of a machine gun.

A total of 40 barrels.

All the machine guns aimed at the monster, which was unleashing a torrent of white hair.

I hesitated for a moment while looking at Beatrice. But Edanant, having made a firm decision, unleashed a barrage of fire upon the monster before him.