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    Deep within the Sunless Forest at the empire''s northwest edge...


    "So you''re saying you weren''t the ones who attacked the vige?"


    Liushina sat on arge rock, looking at the people still bowing deeply before her.


    These were followers of the Purification Cult, marked with six-headed beast tattoos.


    They weren''t ordinary followers.They were special-grade followers stationed at the main headquarters.


    "Yes, Mother! The monsters that attacked ck Fairy Vige were created by the radical faction of our headquarters when their creatures went berserk."


    The elderly man at the front of the followers, bowing even deeper, answered.


    His name was Collins.


    He was one of the executives at the Purification Cult''s headquarters.


    "And you moderates are trying to clean up these monsters by gathering them back?"


    "Oh yes! Your insight is truly remarkable!"


    "...You just exined that to me."


    Their exnation boiled down to this:


    The Purification Cult''s headquarters was divided between radicals who wanted to purify the world before the Witch of a Thousand Killings returned, and moderates who wanted to wait until after her return. The radicals had caused this incident.


    The headquarters had continued developing Liushina''s blood magic, which they had somehow obtained in the past, in their own way. The radical faction had semi-deliberately caused the resulting creatures to go berserk.


    ''Hmm, it''s certainly different. They developed it in a direction I never considered.''


    Liushina thought this while watching the creatures standing quietly beside Collins.


    It seemed these creatures - or more precisely, her magic as modified by the Purification Cult''s headquarters - were the clue her master had mentioned.


    ''In that case, there''s only one way forward...''


    As Liushina organized her thoughts-


    "So... what are you going to do... Mother?"


    R nervously spoke up beside her, watching carefully.


    Her eyes showed great confusion.


    Why were these suddenly appearing Purification Cult members prostrating themselves and calling Liushina "Mother"?


    And why was Liushina epting it so naturally?


    ''Could Lina be...''


    Though R''s natural intuition had helped her guess Liushina''s identity, she kept quiet.


    For now, she just tried her best not to draw attention.


    "Why are you calling me that too?"


    "Everyone else was doing it so I thought I should..."


    "Youck conviction."


    Though it was survival instinct rather thanck of conviction, Liushina couldn''t know that. She clicked her tongue once before turning to Collins and continuing.


    "We''re going to headquarters. Lead the way."


    "Oh, of course! Everything shall be as Mother wishes!"


    Collins answered excitedly, bowing even deeper.


    If the Witch of a Thousand Killings - practically the Purification Cult''s reason for existing - sided with their moderate faction, they could easily deal with the radicals'' violence.


    "Um, should Ie too? I don''t think you need me anymore..."


    R carefully suggested parting ways at this decision, but-


    "What are you talking about? Did you forget our promise to explore the forest''s center together? Of course you''reing."


    Her suggestion was immediately rejected.


    As R''s face fell, Liushina rose from the rock with anticipation growing in her eyes.


    The clue to ascending beyond a thousand killings was gradually drawing closer.


    * * *


    With grotesque screams, the hidden demons revealed their true forms, filling the main lecture hall with nauseating demonic energy.


    The others present reacted in two ways:


    "Th-that''s..."


    Some froze in shock, unable to ept what was happening.


    "Finally showing yourselves, rats."


    Others quietly prepared spells for battle.


    All the magicians who hade with Zion belonged to thetter group.


    ''The effect is good.''


    Zion smiled quietly as he watched the numerous demons forcibly revealed by the red light.


    The detection circle, refined through coboration between the Grand Magic Tower''s professors including Ahmad and the Blood Tower, showed incredibly improved effectivenesspared to before.


    Previously at the Celestial Sword Manor, even using Prisci''s blood, it could only reveal mid-rank demons.


    But now it affected not just high-ranking demons but even those beyond that level.


    ''At this rate...''


    It seemed the time to clean out all demons in the imperial pce wasn''t far off. As Zion finished this thought-


    "Let''s erase them from this world."


    WHOOSH!


    The battle finally began as Ahmad''s white mes selectively incinerated only the demons.


    BOOM!


    The magicians unleashed their prepared high-level spells without hesitation while-


    "You fucking humans!"


    The demons counterattacked even in their confusion.


    Though their attacks were threatening, they couldn''t reverse the situation.


    This entire scenario was already a perfectlyid trap by Zion.


    Moreover-


    "Show no mercy! Today we hunt everyst rat here."


    The magicians Zion had brought were extremely capable.


    Not just Ahmad of the Seven Heavens, but others like Ackendelt were also among the city''s highest-ranked magicians.


    Strong enough that Zion didn''t even need to step in.


    "Damn it! Damn it all!"


    Histon cursed as he watched his subordinate demons being hunted down one by one.


    Where had it all gone wrong?


    At this rate, theirplete annihtion was just a matter of time.


    They couldn''t flee either, since "that person" was watching.


    "ARRGH! ZION AGNES!"


    Histon screamed in rage as he red at Zion, the architect of this situation.


    Then suddenly-


    "That''s..."


    His eyes lit up with strange intent.


    A woman sitting in the lecture hall''s left corner, staring nkly at the battle - Celphia Woodhart, their target.


    ''They''re leaving the target exposed like this?''


    Neither Prince Zion nor the other magicians were anywhere near her.


    Though this might seem questionable, there was no time to think about it now.


    "Target her! We must kill her here no matter what!"


    As Histon instinctively realized this was theirst chance, two nearby demons rushed toward Celphia at terrifying speed.


    "Stop those demons!"


    Ackendelt shouted urgently in response, but-


    "No, stay back."


    Zion stopped him.


    Even as high-ranking demons rushed toward Celphia, Zion watched without the slightest concern in his eyes.


    ''Here''s where the seed sprouts.''


    This too was part of his n.


    Meanwhile, the demons had nearly reached Celphia.


    "Ah, aah..."


    The surrounding students could only groan helplessly, crushed by the overwhelming demonic energy radiating from the demons.


    Like them, Celphia stood frozen, staring nkly at the approaching demons. But there was one difference:


    Her nk eyes held an emotion entirely different from fear or despair.


    THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!


    Celphia''s heart beat wildly.


    This pounding had started the moment the demons revealed their true forms.


    What was happening?


    Celphia couldn''t understand the changes urring within her.


    Why was the world seeming to move more slowly?


    Why were the surrounding noises fading?


    But one thing was absolutely clear:


    The trembling in her body that apanied her heartbeat came from excitement and anticipation surging from deep within her soul.


    Swish-


    Celphia''s hand extended forward slowly and lightly, blocking the first demon''s attack as if it were the most natural thing in the world.


    Before bewilderment could even fill the demon''s eyes-


    CRUNCH!


    All its demonic energy was sucked through the point of contact into Celphia.


    Her wildly beating heart transformed the absorbed demonic energy into apletely different form of power.


    CRACK!


    As that power burst outward again, it blew away the upper body of the second charging demon.


    Demonic Energy Consumption.


    The unique anti-demon characteristic that only Celphia Woodhart possessed.


    This was the moment that characteristic finally revealed itself to the world.


    "!!!!!"


    While everyone in the lecture hall was struck with amazement at this unbelievable sight, only Zion''s eyes shone with satisfaction.


    ''Not bad.''


    Though she copsed afterward, being able to crush two high-ranking demons immediately upon awakening made her future growth potential immeasurable.


    Moreover, this characteristic''s true valuey elsewhere.


    ''Multiple bestowal.''


    The ability she would naturally gain as her characteristic developed.


    Thinking about this, it waspletely understandable why the demon realm was so desperate to kill Celphia.


    Meanwhile-


    ''I need to escape.''


    After watching his subordinates fall to Celphia, this thought filled Histon''s mind.


    He couldn''t understand how a mere failing student had instantly dispatched two high-ranking demons, but now wasn''t the time to wonder about that.


    The mission''s final attempt hadpletely failed, and staying would only mean death.


    ''At this level, "that person" will understand why I fled.''


    Just as Histon was about to move toward the lecture hall''s window-


    CLUNK!


    His body suddenly froze in ce.


    "B-but...!"


    Trembling as if talking to someone, Histon muttered-


    "Now target Zion Agnes."


    With shaking eyes, he quietly spoke these words before suddenly charging toward Zion.


    BOOM!


    As if on cue, all remaining demons followed behind him.


    Perhaps because they thought it was theirst chance?


    The explosive demonic energy bursting from the desperately charging demons momentarily pushed back all iing spells.


    This briefly opened a single path through the slightly dyed magicians'' response.


    Histon and the demons didn''t miss this opportunity.


    "P-Prince Zion!"


    Several floating city magicians shouted urgently as the demons instantly reached Zion through the opened path.


    Though they knew Prince Zion was strong, the demonic energy radiating from the charging demons was equally terrifying.


    And Zion could feel this clearly.


    ''Their power feels simr to or greater than Hanosral from before.''


    Zion''s eyes curved slightly as he assessed Histon charging at the front.


    His past self had certainly struggled against Hanosral, even needing to use Chronos''s Questions.


    But-


    ''Now is different.''


    An iparable gap existed between his current and past self.


    With this thought, Exia silently appeared in Zion''s outstretched hand.


    The Light-Extinguishing Sword naturally absorbed all surrounding light, converting it to darkness.


    This darkness gathered along Exia''s de, creating additional des.


    Oneyer.


    Twoyers.


    Threeyers...


    Just as five deyers and Partial Eclipse ovepped-


    "Die, spawn of Agnes!"


    Zion''s sword finally swung toward Histon, who was unleashing all his demonic energy with an almost desperate expression.


    Following Exia''s trajectory, a single ck line shot past Histon and the demons behind him, instantly reaching the edge of vision.


    Then-


    SCREECH!


    Everything touched by that ck line began splitting in two.


    Was this what the strikes of mythical heroes looked like?


    ...


    The lecture hall fell silent at this sword strike that went beyond shock to awe.


    Even Ahmad and Ackendelt, who had witnessed Zion''s battle with Stigma, weren''t immune.


    Having seen it once before didn''t diminish the shiver it induced.


    Swish-


    In this silence, the bodies of Histon and his demons, who had met their end without even screaming, slowly disappeared.


    Even after dealing with all demons in the lecture hall, Zion didn''t lower Exia.


    One rat still remained hidden.


    "Why don''t youe out?"


    Zion murmured softly, fixing his gaze on one section of the half-destroyed lecture hall wall.


    At that moment-


    "Wow, you''re pretty good, aren''t you?"


    A cheerful voicepletely at odds with the situation rang through everyone''s ears.


    With this, a girl emerged from the rippling wall.


    She looked barely into her early teens.


    A girl in a crimson dress adorned withce, her lips stained purple.


    ''That one...''


    Zion''s eyes grew cold as ice as he looked at her.


    That girl - no, that monster - was a being that should not be here.


    WHOOSH!


    Muspelheim automatically reacted, enveloping Zion''s body.


    -Contractor, danger.


    The frost spirit appeared unbidden at his side, raising its authority while warily eyeing the girl.


    Yet the girl just smiled brightly while looking at Zion.


    Though no power could be felt from her, Zion could clearly see:


    The world itself was screaming and crumbling just from her standing there.


    Archdemon of Madness, Acrimosia.


    One of the Four Great Demons, and the being who ruled all blood and madness in the world.


    This was the girl''s true identity.Toggle New Ads


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