Descent of the Angel
The twinkling of stars spread out in full glory. Some of those twinkling lights grow larger and larger, shining with a brilliance that is hard to believe they are stars. It is so large that one might think that a full moon has fallen to the ground. But it is clear it is not a full moon. The moon is one in the night sky. There are dozens of spheres of light falling now.
Those spheres of light did not fall to the ground. All of them stopped in midair and transformed. First, it changed shape, then it became wings, and eventually, its body took shape. Dozens of divine race types took shape.
"……Oh, I see."
Ren, who was making the magical beast run as fast as he could, noticed this and stopped. By killing Yuya and the others, he would be able to make the divine race, at least, retreat. He thought that this guess was wrong.
In fact, it was not entirely wrong. But when the dozens of divine races appeared to the ground, how many people would have been killed? Michael is thinking of turning the Luine Kingdom, the most powerful country with a vast territory, into an uninhabitable land.
"What are we going to do?"
Shizuku and Rin, who rode together with the magical beast, have caught up with Ren because he stopped.
"What we're going to do? For now, I think we should run away so we don't get killed."
If they can't win, then run away. Rin thinks this is the right answer. But will they be able to escape? The situation is quite doubtful.
The first four divine races appeared. Now there are three of them, and they are blocking Ren and his group's way. They are still floating in the sky, but they are definitely facing Ren and the others.
"...If that was to protect the heroes, then my thinking was not wrong."
"What about the new divine races?"
"That. What is it? If it's a simple show of force, It can't be helped."
If there are no restrictions on the part of the divine race, Ren thinks that there is no way to win here and now. He used all the ammunition of the magic cannon they had made to defeat one of them. The cannon itself must have been destroyed as well, although he had not checked because he had fled. There is no way to defeat them.
"Luna will do her best."
"I'm happy about that... but there are so many enemies."
"......If we try hard enough."
Even if they did their best, they can barely beat it. Luna knows it. It is abnormal to think that even one can be defeated.
"Ren-sama... I'm sorry."
It was her fault for putting Ren in this situation. Rin thinks so. That's what she thought, and since she learned that Ren appeared on the battlefield, she's been depressed.
"You finally opened your mouth and what? What's with that? I thought it was something like [I love you] or something."
"...I love you. I love Ren-sama."
There is no reason to hesitate to say I love you. She was able to see Ren again, albeit under the worst possible circumstances. The joy is spreading in her heart even though she's feeling very depressed.
"It's embarrassing when you really say that... but I'm glad to hear it. Those guys in the sky can wait. First, we'll get to them. Killing the heroes."
There is nothing he can do about it. Even so, Ren didn't want to do nothing. He himself, and everyone with him might die in this place. He will most certainly die. That's why he wanted to resist.
Ren is not afraid of death. That has not changed. However, he decided to reject not only suicide but also being killed by someone else. This is a little different from the old Ren.
"Let's go."
It is not only the divine race that tries to block Ren and the others' path as they try to move forward. The soldiers of the Izrim Empire Army, who had not moved at all up to now, and the people controlled by the divine race, were heading toward them.
They can't let Ren and the others move forward. Michael and the divine races think so.
"Leave that to us."
Here, King Albert, whose existence Ren had been ignoring for a long time, opened his mouth. He also led his forces and was chasing after Ren.
"This was originally your war."
"...That's right. It's only natural for us to fight."
"But with that number?"
King Albert led an army of about 100 men. Considering the Luine Kingdom Army, which has a large army of 10,000, it is quite small.
"The number is not always better. I have learned that that is the way to fight a war against the divine race."
Even if they have the numbers, they will just fire large-scale attack magic at them when they are gathered in a group. The Luine Kingdom thought that fighting with a small, select few would result in fewer casualties.
"Well, I'll leave it to you... I think we can manage at least to break through......."
Even if they say he'll leave it to them, the people who have become mad soldiers will come straight at Ren and the others. To defeat the Yuya and the others who would be behind them, they would have to break through the army that would be charging at them.
Ren makes the magical beast run. Shizuku, Rin, and the demons follow. The Nord Empire Army was brought in by the balloon, and Baat who were fighting along with Rin. Luine Kingdom Army also followed behind them.
Ren runs in the lead. A bolt of lightning strikes in the front. The army was split in half by the direct hit. Ren and the others plunged straight into the opening.
"No way!?"
However, their charge was stopped by the magic released by the divine race. A shockwave blocked Ren and the others' path. It crushed the mad soldiers.
"Be careful! The divine race doesn't hesitate to kill their allies!"
"Shouldn't you tell me that first?"
Complaining about King Albert's advice, Ren searches for a way to proceed. But in the end, he has no choice but to go straight ahead. It is the shortest and fastest way, if not blocked by the magic of the divine race.
"It's coming again!"
It was Shizuku who responded to Luna's voice. The flash of light released by the clash of magic lit up overhead. Wings of light spread wide. Shizuku activated the [Wings of Compassion].
"...Uwaaaaa!"
"Help! Help me!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
The mad soldier who was healed by the [Wings of Compassion], a voice calling for help to the people of the Luine Kingdom. The voice further spread to the entire army that was charging.
"……What happened?"
"They were driven mad by the magic of the divine race. Perhaps it was undone."
Rin answered Ren's question. Rin is fighting all this time. She knows something that Ren does not.
"Driven mad..."
Ren did not know about the mad soldiers. He was ready to fight as soon as he arrived at the battlefield and entered the war. He had not had a chance to ask what kind of battles had been fought so far.
"There were no more soldiers to intercept us. But......"
The magic of the divine race was not something Rin knew. No magic had ever been used for such a long period of time and for such a wide area.
"...At this rate, we can't do anything, huh?"
Shizuku's magic manages to prevent the attack, but it doesn't last forever. The magic will be broken in not so long time. On the other hand, the magic of the divine race knows that even if the current magic is broken, another attack will come.
If they can't do anything and just hide under the [Wings of Compassion], they're sure to lose.
"Luna!"
It was Luna who moved to break out of this situation. Even though they could not see her, the black sphere that appeared in the air told them that she was there. The sphere, which was small at first, grew larger and larger. The jet-black sphere was larger than the body of the divine race and swelled up even larger. It suddenly exploded.
Shadows spreading in the air fell on some of the divine race. Parts of their shining bodies turned black like shadows and disappeared.
"...Luna? Luna, are you okay!?"
To Ren, the connection with Luna feels thin and fragile. A sense of loss, as if something great had been cut away, makes Ren's heart tremble.
"Luna……"
However, even if Luna risked her existence disappearing, she could not defeat all of the divine race. Only one was erased. Ren and the others' predicament continues.
"...No good ...already ...the limit, maybe?"
And Shizuku's magic has reached its limit. The [Wings of Compassion] are gradually getting smaller. The range of protection was narrowed and the people were subjected to the magic attacks of the divine race.
"Help!" "I don't want to die!"
Screams echoed through the area, but there was nothing Shizuku could do about it.
"...I don't want to ...somehow ...I ...I want to protect them! Please! I don't care what happens to me! Save Ren, save everyone!"
Other than praying.
"……Eh?"
Shizuku's [Wings of Compassion] are getting smaller and smaller. But even more luminous wings spread over those tiny wings. Six larger wings with a stronger radiance enveloped the screaming people.
"...Kazuki."
Ren's muttering voice reached Shizuku's ears.
"That's... Kazuki-san?"
Indeed, that person was there. The woman standing in front of the people with her hands outstretched wide as if to protect them from the divine race in the sky, shining brightly, was visible to Shizuku as well.
Different from the divine race. An angel with a compassionate heart that Shizuku envisioned descended to the ground. Shizuku felt this way.
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Many of the divine race came to the ground, looking as if the stars had fallen to the ground. They had responded to Michael's summons. Not since a thousand years ago have so many divine races appeared in the ground. Even for the divine race who have lived for ten thousand years, this is the first time in a long time.
"Is this okay? It might disturb reason."
The divine race is not an existence that should be in the ground. If so many of them were to manifest themselves in the ground, the balance of the world might be upset. No one knows what will happen as a result, but it is certain that it will not be good.
"We will end it all before it gets disturbed. No problem."
Michael has no grounds for asserting that there is no problem. He is not the one who knows it. He's the kind of person who puts his feelings before the world.
"...First of all, we must stop that."
He knows that this should not be a problem. But many divine races have already manifested themselves. As Michael said, they have to get things done quickly.
Besides, there are those who are working to kill their vessels. it must be prevented.
The invisible pressure of the air falls to the ground. Many humans have been crushed by it.
"A miss? No, is it luck... or intuition? Either way is fine."
If it misses, hit it again. Also, the divine race shoots magic toward the ground. But this time it was blocked by the opponent's magic. Shining wings spread out.
"That's... that's right. Even though she was chosen as a vessel."
From Mei's memory, the divine race understood that it was Shizuku who cast the magic.
"Thanks to that, even if they are fake, they got that kind of power. It's foolish to oppose us without understanding who it's thanks to."
"Who inhabits her?"
"I don’t know. I could not influence it enough to feel it. That's the kind of being it is."
The divine race does not know who inhabits the former heroes. Without the ritual, their existence remains extremely diminutive. The will never take shape. Only Michael, who dwells in Yuya, is special. There is a reason why Michael thinks he will become a god, in a manner of speaking.
"...That's one. That power is like..."
"Don't say it. It's dirty to hear the name of someone who has fallen to the demon race."
"……I understand."
It is like the strength of one of their allies. It was true that it was a comrade, and that is why it was a name that could not be spoken.
"Destroy it quickly. There are still things that need to be destroyed."
"I know."
Stubborn as counterfeit. This is her honest thought, but if she speaks it out, Michael will get angry again. The same is true if they let their guard down and loosen their mental shields. He will read their feelings and gets angry.
Focus on something else first. As Michael said, they focused on crushing the opponent's magic and crushing the people under it.
"...Get away!"
But it was Michael who interfered with that concentration.
"What? That's... not good!"
A jet-black sphere suddenly appeared. They understood what it was and immediately took evasive action. The unlucky ones were the newly appeared divine race who were within the range of Luna's magic.
The sphere bursts. The body of the divine race that was exposed to it turned dark. It does not just turn black. The existence of that part of its body disappeared. The divine race, unable to maintain who it is, disintegrates.
"...Absurd ...that's absurd!"
This is the second one. The divine race, who were supposed to be the absolute of this world, were obliterated by beings living in the lower world. That should not happen. It reminds Michael of his past failures. He must be perfect, and he must not fail. He could not suffer the consequences of another failure here.
"Crush them! Attack them all at once!"
"All at once?"
"Just do it!"
"We don't have to go that far..."
Even if they don't do that, their defensive magic will be gone soon. Its power is already waning. The wings that covered the people are getting smaller. Michael's order was useless, or so they thought.
"…Hey? That's... can you call that a fake too?"
Six wings, much larger than before, spread out. They can tell without attacking. The mana emitted by the shining wings is comparable to theirs.
"...N-no way... is it really Auriel...?"
Michael unintentionally utters a name that he himself says is [dirty to hear]. The name of a fallen angel who once had power on par with himself.
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