The Great White Winged Demon God 2
(A bird)
Eltharion stares up at a lone figure swimming in the blue sky.
Beyond the raised hand, a winged shadow is flying leisurely under a white cloud.
Even Eltharion, who can run faster than any of the monsters in the swamp, cannot fly.
Even if he jumps as hard as he can, he won't reach that sky.
(A bird...)
The lone figure flew over the swamp, over the forest, and eventually toward the pioneer village.
It is a migratory bird.
A symbol of freedom, unbound by anything.
It's different from him, who can't go outside because he's controlled by the god of the swamp.
(If I had wings on my back, would I have been able to fly higher than that bird?)
He lowered his raised hand.
The shadow of the migratory bird had already disappeared behind the trees of the forest.
A strong wind blows across the swamp, blowing his white robe and golden hair.
Perhaps that was the beginning of Eltharion's ego.
Eltharion admired birds and longed for the world outside the forest.
× × ×
The great white winged demon god spreads its wings.
The bones of its wings are dazzling gold.
The wing membranes are thick and uneven, looking like bird feathers from a distance.
Both white arms have the appearance of raging flames.
Its feet were likewise engulfed in flames.
"[Love, me]"
The words echoed softly, as if in a bedtime chat, and all the warriors in the area stopped moving.
Everyone stood stunned and dropped the weapons in their hands.
Even Siegfried and Tiger looked up at the white devil without a word.
"Hiii..." "Ah... ah..."
The only two female warriors who were supporting Siegfried were on their butts with expressions of fear on their faces.
Ruthless golden eyes turned towards the two female warriors.
"Ah" "――――"
Golden crystals growing from the ground transform their entire bodies into hedgehogs.
The two lifeless bodies were enveloped in blue light, and a small holy tree bloomed on top of the gold.
Alchemy [Immortal Gold] is a technique that creates a perfect substance that resembles but is different from gold, but the holy tree cannot take root in the gold, and only tangled ivy vines of blue light on its surface.
"Let's take a moment to pray to the holy tree."
The demon god's voice was deep and sounded like it was shaking the depths of his stomach.
Siegfried, floating in the sky, muttered with an expression as if his soul had been taken out.
"This shouldn't happen... I, this Siegfried, shouldn't think that anything other than the holy tree is beautiful..."
"Die"
"――――. No, s-stop! No......"
Siegfried's hand goes up, regardless of his will.
The holy sword that was in his hand was placed on his neck.
The demon god said, [Love, me].
This is the same as Eltharion's [Sleep, world], a feat that is a miracle of a higher order than magic.
The angelic devil―― the authority that Christopher wields can be summed up in one word: enchantment.
Anyone who sees him loses the will to fight and becomes a puppet who does whatever he wants.
Physical strength and skill in the holy arts are irrelevant.
Has the contamination by the holy tree reached its limit?
Are they inhabiting a devil-slaying pseudo-holy sword, or are they warriors who have drawn the holy sword?
Those with a will of steel can also resist, but basically, they cannot resist.
His authority speaks to the instincts of the intelligent.
Not only those who have a s*xual desire, but also those who are moved by beauty, there is no way to prevent the authority.
The only way is to accept the authority and then endure it.
If they cannot endure it, they are puppets.
And even if they do endure, they usually become cripples.
By the way, Christo respects strong-willed people.
He also respects the will of others.
It was because of the power he possessed.
If you are to stand on the same level as Christo, you must first have the will.
Those with weak wills are all neutralized by his [World Poetry] ――With just one chant, [Love, me], everyone is rendered powerless.
On the contrary, they would be manipulated and turned into his soldiers.
From Christo's perspective, all intelligent creatures were equally worthless.
If he commands it, they will become his puppet.
He can kill someone if he wishes, and he can also make them into s*xual slaves regardless of their will.
Christo didn't understand how creatures who had everything going their way could be considered valuable.
Therefore, they are all worthless.
Fair and equal.
Therefore, he was born as a demon god who rules people and regulates the world.
"Siegfried. I cannot understand your fanaticism in devoting yourself to the holy tree, but the strength of your will is worthy of respect. Therefore, I will not invade your consciousness. I will kill you as a human being."
"No, ah... ah..."
The holy sword digs into Siegfried's neck.
His hands move back and forth as if he were sawing away at the thick muscles in his neck―― the sternocleidomastoid muscle.
Stab*, pull*, stab*...
Red blood gushes out.
Siegfried looked at his hands that was decapitating his neck with a face of fear and despair.
"H-help, help mee!"
"Even if you die, you will only go to the holy tree. You, a warrior of the holy tree, have no fear, do you? I, a coward, secretly admired you. Now, show me your bravery to the end."
Stab*, stab*, stab*, snap*.
"Ah……"
Siegfried's head snapped to the side, and the next moment, he splashed down.
His head, with the whites of his eyes exposed, falls to the ground, followed by his wingless body, which tumbles onto the rotten ground.
Siegfried's face, which had been brutally decapitated, was wet with tears and snot, and his tongue was stuck out.
"Tiger, you are incompetent."
"...Ah..."
"Tear off your own thing."
"Eh? Ooh? Agyaaaa!? Ah, aaahh."
"Stick your lousy stick in your own brain and die."
"Aii, iiieee. Aii, I'm going to stab it... ooh... ♡ It's coming in... ♡"
"Does it feel good? I'm glad you died following your instincts."
After that, the two holy sword maidens also commit suicide.
Finally, he turned all the warriors in the place into gold with [Immortal Gold] and Christo's punishments were finished.
It wasn't even a contest.
He merely ordered them to do so.
That was all it took for everyone to die a brutal death.
After finishing the one-sided massacre, Christo turned his giant white body towards Eltharion.
"Why did you help me?"
"I didn't help you. I was going to kill all of them from the beginning. I will kill you, too, depending on your answer."
"Whose side are you on?"
"I'm on my side. I'll kill you, too, if you get in my way."
"What……?"
The white devil bared its sharp fangs and smiled.
"Eltharion, you said you would destroy the humans."
"……Yeah"
"Will you not change your will?"
"It won't change. You've seen the ugliness of humans too, haven't you? They are the disease of this world. If we don't cut them out and incinerate them, the world will continue to rot!"
"I see"
The red stone buried in Christo's hand pulses.
Eltharion opened his eyes and immediately jumped backward.
"Kuh, what the hell are you doing!"
"I'll kill you"
Christo had a sadistic smile in his golden eyes.
"I will erase you from this world without a trace. When you die, Ulrika will be next."
"What?"
"If you don't like it, fight it with all your might."
At Christo's challenge, Eltharion's shoulders shook.
His whole body glows blue.
His handsome face distorts and transforms into a four-legged tree giant.
"As expected, this is how it's going to be. But it's all right. This body is just beginning to adapt to the [Blue Ashes]."
"Good. It's tasteless to just torture a feckless idiot one way or the other."
"You are a great evil. A true evil. You will lose your life because you came out when you should have remained dormant forever within my barrier."
In front of the white devil's eyes, the true form of Eltharion―― a four-legged giant appeared.
His arms, which had begun to adapt to the body tissues of the holy tree, were glowing blue-white, and his terrifying face was streaked with blue thunder-like patterns.
The new Eltharion, or the demon god of the great tree, has a huge blue sword in his right hand and a blue bow in his left hand, which resembles a shining sun.
"Fufufu."
Christo flapped his white wings and leaped into the sky.
The mulch on the ground explodes, and many trees in the forest are blown up by the wind.
The remaining forces of the mercenary group, which had been separated by a golden wall, screamed as if they were going crazy when they saw the majesty of the white demon.
"I don't understand why you would protect humans. Are you still a demon?"
"From my point of view, I don't understand your idea of trying to destroy humans."
"From the beginning to the end, I didn't share the same principles as you."
"I agree, Eltharion, the [Mighty Star]. I hope that even on the ground, it will continue to shine until the end like a star in the heavens."
"I'll shoot through your wings and knock you to the ground."
"Do it if you can."
Christo's fangs peeked out from his mouth, which was split up to his ears, and countless rune stones and golden sparkles spread around him.
× × ×
(A bird)
"[God Spear]...!"
Eltharion dashes through the waist-high trees of the forest, glaring at the sky and drawing a holy seal.
Countless blue spears are generated around him as he runs at high speed on the ground, and they fire all at once towards the sky.
However, the spear loses its shape after flying halfway into the sky, turning into blue particles and disappearing.
It seems unlikely to reach even the clouds that hover far above.
(That's the bird I've wished for so long, flying across the sky.)
Eltharion held his hand up to the sky, just as he had done when he was a child.
A lone figure danced as if weaving through the clouds.
It was much larger, more beautiful, and more dazzling than a migratory bird.
The large wings leave a white afterimage in the night sky.
Just when he thought Christopher's figure had faded, the sky sparkled in gold and countless swords fell.
The rune magic [Arrow of Light] falls.
None of Eltharion's attacks on the ground reached him, and on the contrary, Christopher's air attacks pierced his limbs, destroyed the weapons in his hands, and tore him to shreds.
Blue particles then gather in the places where the body is broken and supplement the flesh.
Although he lost his regenerative ability, he thought he could continue fighting forever with this.
(You coward)
Eltharion's eyes distort as he draws the large bow in his left hand and takes aim.
Without wings, he cannot fly.
The attack cannot reach Christopher.
Knowing this, he unilaterally bombed Eltharion from high altitude.
(Damn, wings! If only I had wings...!)
"Eltharion, why would you destroy the humans?"
The sky in the distance shines white, and a bullet accurately pierces one of Eltharion's brain and heart.
If he stops moving, golden crystals will grow from the ground and try to skewer his limbs, trying to pierce his stomach.
Eltharion responded to Christopher's words coming from high up in the sky.
"Because they are ugly. If you destroy their civilization, they will go back to their primitive lifestyle, and they won't have the luxury of using their cunning minds. They will live cooperatively in nature and die properly."
"Didn't you say that the demon god is a being who rules people? Does destroying them mean controlling them?"
"Thinning is necessary!"
"That's too radical. The world loves humans as much as it loves us spirits. Of course, the monsters too. I suppose there are too many of us, lest one of the demons destroy man or monster on its own accord."
"What do you want to say"
While Eltharion continued his conversation, he was searching for a way to deal a blow to Christopher.
The key is that obnoxious birdman.
A mercenary leader named Siegfried who was killed by Christopher.
He had deployed his [God Shield] in the shape of a bird's wing and was flying in the sky.
If he does the same, Eltharion might be able to stay in the air for a little while.
"You are the guardian of nature, Eltharion. You were born as a deterrent to prevent humans from building civilization and physically destroying nature and the world too much. The way you are, there is nothing wrong with pushing man to the brink of extinction."
"[God Shield]!"
Eltharion ties the holy seal to grow wings on his back.
It's not enough to just imitate Siegfried.
His body structure and weight are different from him.
"However, vampires and I, by nature, exist alongside humans. If humans become on the verge of extinction, we who live by getting power from humans will lose our power and eventually become just monsters."
"So you are taking the side of man?"
"That could be one of the reasons. But more than that, I seem to be growing fond of the intelligent race of human beings. They each have their own individuality and complement each other's deficiencies. They are a species that is independent as individuals, yet powerful and unmatched as a group. I never get tired of watching them. It's fascinating to explore."
"Do you think of them as pets or something?"
"No. It's a relationship of equals. Sometimes I get upset, but I try to be very gentlemanly and be equal to them. I feel like I can...... understand the old man now. I want to be with them, get to know them better, and share the same experiences with them...... None of these are feelings you have for your pet that you're so in love with, are they? You love Ulrika, you should know that."
"You're crazy! Have you become crazy from interacting with humans too much?"
"Hahahaha! You think so? Maybe so! I guess so! Hahahahaha!"
Countless arrows of light rained down.
It looks like the stars in the night sky are falling.
Unable to dodge, Eltharion who was on the ground, his entire body was pierced by white light along with the forest.
"Ugh"
"I crushed 33 hearts with this! What happened? The regeneration is slowing down! Weren't you supposed to destroy this wing! Do it!"
(Even if you don't say it...!)
An arrogant demon god.
Like Eltharion, he hasn't had any battle-like battles so far. It should be.
Catch him off guard for a moment and knock him off with a single blow.
If only the wings were torn off, he would have the advantage on the ground.
Eltharion's golden eyes blazed with murderous intent.
Ninety percent of his entire body had been eroded by [Blue Ash] due to repeated regenerations.
He no longer feels pain.
What's more, he was beginning to hear strange hallucinations.
Like the whispers of countless people.
Is this the will of the person who was taken into the holy tree?
Or was this the will of the holy tree borrowing the appearance of human will?
No matter what it was, Eltharion thought anything would be fine as long as it could lend its strength.
"[God Shield]!"
The holy seal of the shield was drawn with the sword in his right hand.
A line of light ran through the darkness of the night.
Eltharion felt wings growing on his back.
He can jump.
He can fly.
Now he can fly to the clouds.
Eltharion becomes a free bird.
(Christopher switches to flying low for conversation. Now)
I can reach――.
Eltharion's four strong legs creaked.
He emitted a clear blue light from his entire body, scattering blue particles like scales as he spread the distorted bird wings that grew from his back.
(Christopher)
"The one who will fly higher is... me...!"
Eltharion kicked the ground forcefully.
Flapping its big blue wings.
He doesn't know if he can fly to the clouds.
However, he thought it would be possible to fly over the head of that careless devil.
"――――"
"Die...!"
The dark night sky.
Eltharion soared to the same height as Christopher, gliding through the air with his wings and firing a bone spear from his left hand's large bow.
At the same time, he used the large sword in his right arm to split the white devil's head.
(But what if he uses magic to deflect the attack...?)
Anxiety crosses his mind.
But he discarded that possibility.
He was sure it would be fine.
Tonight, Eltharion will overcome his fate.
Eltharion believed in his own potential more than anyone else.
(Yes!)
A bone spear pierces the right wing of the white devil.
The giant body swayed, and the defenseless head was thrown in front of the sword.
He strikes it down.
He then drags him to the ground, sinks him into the mud, and continues to kill him until he dies.
Eltharion vigorously swung down the holy tree's sword that shone blue.
His appearance reminded Christo of Lou, the Hero of Light who defeated the Demon King of Chaos a hundred years ago.
The sword smashed through the middle of the devil's horns, and black smoke leaked from the wound.
"…………!"
The white demon god's figure disappears in a haze.
Eltharion's golden eyes widened.
(Spatial transfer!)
"Ooh..."
The attack didn't hit.
Instead, countless golden swords were sticking out from his back.
The blue wings that Eltharion desperately created were brutally destroyed by massive magic. When he twisted to look up at the sky, he saw the white devil at a much higher altitude, looking down emotionlessly.
Absolute existence.
Invincible wings that can't even be touched.
Even though they were the same demon god, they seemed to have different ranks.
He has probably completed much more of the missions given by the world than Eltharion. Debauchery, depravity, deceit, seduction ――the demon god, laden with all manner of vices, possessed far more power than Eltharion.
He flew believing in the possibility, but he failed.
Eltharion falls into a state of frustration and emptiness.
As if in pursuit, countless spears of white light and golden swords rained down.
They completely destroyed and crushed Eltharion, who was slammed into the ground, turning him into dust.
(Why? Why...?)
"You're an idiot, Eltharion. I would have let you off the hook if you had told me that you would not be hostile to humans, even if it was a lie."
(Christopher!)
All hearts are destroyed.
His brains are completely crushed.
Eltharion melted into blue light as countless plants sprouted in the center of a huge crater in the ground.
× × ×
Christo, who had returned to his Godfred form, landed slowly in the destroyed forest.
In the center of the blast site, along with countless golden swords, was the wreckage of Eltharion, who had been transformed into the misshapen form of a Trent.
His body from the chest down looked like the trunk of a fallen tree, and he just stared up at the night sky in a daze.
The edges of the sky are already starting to turn white.
Dawn seemed to be near.
"――――"
Eltharion's face suddenly turned toward him, and a bone spear shot from his mouth.
The attack did not hit Christo, who was putting up the [Northern Flame Wall], and the spear flew in the wrong direction.
"...Are you willing to make a deal with me?"
"No. Do you have a last request for Ulrika?"
"...Aren't you going to kill her after this?"
"That was a lie to make you get serious."
"……"
Eltharion is about to end up as a mere tree, like the god of the swamp, as a result of his attempt to assimilate the [Blue Ashes]. In this state, he would only wait for death and no hope whatsoever.
If one wants to show him mercy, one should kill him immediately.
Christo carefully measures the distance to avoid being attacked by Eltharion.
Identifies the location of the heart and brain, and generates a golden sword made from [Immortal Gold] at his feet.
He was about to ask him again if he had a request when he felt someone running towards them from the square.
"Ulrika..."
Eltharion whispers.
Without taking his eyes off Eltharion, Christo simply waited.
"Eltharion! Y-you! Get away from Eltharion!"
This was the second time Ulrika had thrown a stone for Eltharion's sake.
As soon as she saw Eltharion and Christo, who was in the form of a masked demon, Ulrika threw the stone she had picked up.
(It is strange that earlier she was trembling behind Melvina's back.)
Christo floats a rune stone to intimidate Ulrika.
However, this is also one of the strengths of the human race.
Even if they are cowardly and weak, they can sacrifice their life for someone.
Even more so if that someone is someone they love.
Realizing that her attack on Christo was pointless, Ulrika threw herself onto the fallen Eltharion.
"I-I don't care what happens to me! Please spare Eltharion!"
"Do you love Eltharion?"
"W-what, all of a sudden."
"Do you love him?"
"I-I love him!"
Ulrika declared without hesitation as she hugged him, who had almost turned into a tree and couldn't move.
"What about you, Eltharion? Do you love that woman?"
"...She is the one who taught me about the outside world. She is pure, kind, and different from other humans. I love her."
"I see. ――Woman."
"What! W-wanna do it, youu!"
"Eltharion's lifespan is short. In the not-too-distant future, he will become just a tree and die."
"Eltharion will not die! We will find someone who can heal him and treat him!"
"Then bet on that possibility. You will watch over Eltharion until the end."
"You'll spare us?"
Ulrika cried out in surprise as Christo turned his back and started walking.
Christo nodded silently.
Eltharion has almost become a tree, and is no longer able to destroy human civilization.
He was planning to kill him so he wouldn't suffer, but if there was someone who wanted to spend the little time he had left with her, there was no point in killing him.
"Woman. Eltharion intends to destroy the human race."
"Eh……"
"I don't think he can do it anymore with that body, but if a miracle were to occur, you would be the one to restrain Eltharion. You would hold onto his heart. When he loses his temper and loses hope over the ugliness of humans, like this time, Even if he does, you must calm him down. Otherwise, as soon as he recovers, I will destroy him again."
"I understand."
Ulrika nodded to Christo, though she looked doubtfully at Eltharion.
"Hey, Chri――"
"I'll kill you."
"Godfred Salvatori"
"What?"
Eltharion's golden eyes twisted as he glared at Christo.
"I'll never forget this humiliation. Someday I'll make you regret letting me live."
"That's the spirit. If you don't give up on your will to live, you and that woman will be able to meet your final moments together."
Therefore, the [Primordial Elixir] would not be necessary, so he would not give it to him.
On the other hand, all the treasures are taken by Christo.
He has already had Patricia transport the boat and the spirit horse.
"I'm always open to a rematch. I'm also interested in seeing how far you can push my power. Life is a journey of exploration."
He's not a human, so the term [life] may not be accurate, but...
With those final words, Christo left the place.
× × ×
(Now then, let's go back to the depths of the forest, take off my disguise, and meet up with Laranoa-sensei and the others.)
While walking alone through the northern forest, which is completely black and empty, Christo makes plans for the future.
The god of the swamp was dead.
He couldn't get earth magic either.
The only good thing that happened was that the villagers no longer had to cultivate the forest.
After this, various paperwork awaits Christo.
(Ulrika should be fine)
This end was one of the things he had anticipated.
He had already given Patricia a carriage and some money.
She will take care of the rest after she finishes handling the spirit horse and the boat.
Patricia is so useful that it bothers him.
He's really glad he didn't make Gwendolyn his companion.
"――Wait!"
"Hmm?"
He turned around at the sound of a bell-like voice.
When he looked, he saw Melvina running from behind.
Ridiculous, she was supposed to be sealed inside the wall of Immortal gold―― While he was thinking that, she jumped in front of Christo at the speed of a bear running at full speed.
"――――"
"Wait, demon."
Without taking a breath, Melvina pulled out the sword from her waist and pointed it at Christo.
"Who are you? Why did you help me?"
"……"
(Huh, maybe this is not good?)
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