Against the World II: Transgression
Chapter 36: The Stronger Saints, part 3
Four and a half kilometers west of Carmel City, hovering hundreds of meters in the air was the Fourth Saint Rossia Himera. He floated silently with one hand raised upwards, his eyes intensely observing the course of the battle. Spell Dream Sanctuary is ready to be active at any time.
Battle—if it can be called battle—has lasted for a few minutes. The number of Knights Templar soldiers who had been killed on the path of honor had been countless, and they still continued to fall one by one quickly. However, the spirit and determination of the soldiers did not fade in the slightest; they were even more tempestuous. Therefore, Rossia also refrained from activating her spell.
They wanted to show him that they deserved to be his subordinates. So Rossia had to look at it until the coals that their eyes were burning were extinguished. That is his form of confession. That's how they appreciate their determination. What kind of leader would he be if he could not appreciate the fighting spirit of his soldiers?
…at least, that is what Rossia thought. However, seeing one of the three Deus Chaperon members eliminate over a thousand soldiers in one strike, Rossia's decision instantly changed. It activates the spell.
“O gods a—”
Pyaaaar! The magic circle that Rossia had created instantly shattered into pieces, and hundreds of wind arrows wrapped in star dust shot rapidly towards the woman.
Rossia's reaction is pretty predictive. Because the arrows slide diagonally upwards, the most efficient way to dodge is to shoot straight down or up. Sliding straight down was what the saint did. And because the action is predictive, Rossia is not surprised at the appearance of Atland with both of his star dust swords.
“I can't let you use that shitty spell again!” exclaiming Atland with a thin grin, both swords swing sharply—try luck finish the saint in one attack.
A golden aura instantly wrapped around Rossia's body, increasing the saint's speed and physical strength. The magic wand of old model—which gives the effect of paralysis when hitting the target (his new model's wand was broken when he first escaped from Xavier von Hernandez)— is also clad in a golden aura. Rossia used the stick to block the two star dust swords of the archer— who is also very good at playing the sword.
“Holy Magic: Bright Radiance!” rossia exclaimed along with hitting her magic wand with both Atland energy swords.
Atland crashed, but nothing more. He's not a vampire or a demon, the Bright Radiance effect won't have much effect on him. But hurting him with that spell was not Rossia's intention. The saint only wanted to widen the distance between them to more freely finish off the archer quickly.
Rossia directly stuck her magic wand on the ground, her two palms fused together. “Heavenly Magic: Rain the Swords!”
Instantly a super massive golden-colored magic circle filled the sky. And, in an instant, thousands of golden swords shot swiftly from the magic circle towards Atland. Rossia focused herself, the swords she made targeting Atland from various directions. He made it so that there was no room for him to escape.
Atland reacted by throwing both of his star dust swords into the air, then both of his hands extended upwards: he: two medium-sized magic circles instantly appeared and shot out a large number of wind arrows in succession. All of the wind arrows successfully counteracted every golden sword that fell; none of them shot out.
Rossia took off the union of both hands and pulled the magic wand, darting rapidly towards the busy Atland.
“Do you think I should keep quiet in place to maintain that spell?” rossia asked with a grin on her lips, her wand swinging forcefully towards the right side of Atland—'s head and Atland only screeched in response. “Your role is done!”
…Unfortunately, a short spear had first hit his wand before it hit Atland.
“My name is Diametra,” said the perpetrator who just blocked the Rossia— magic wandhe was the one who killed a thousand more soldiers in one attack. “Sorry if this seems unfair, but we will both be your opponents. Krakart will continue to finish the fight of your soldiers alone. It's a bit heavy because the number of your troops is still quite a lot, but we need to defeat you first before returning to help him.”
Atland made both of his magic circles— who shot the wind arrows—sirna. However, Rossia did not point the golden swords at Atland or Diametra. He obliterated the magic circle and fused all the golden swords into long spears. That's all he did at the same time as levitating a twisting kick with his right foot on the Diametra.
Although surprised, Diametra had crouched down to avoid the kick. At the same time he even took the time to move his right foot to kick Rossia's left foot on which he stood. Unfortunately, exactly an inch before he succeeded, the saint's feet were no longer resting on the ground. Rossia had already shot into the air then flew at hypersonic speed towards—
“—Krakart! Activate your Beastification mode!” diametra shouted as loudly as he could—but of course his voice could not be heard the warebeat.
...— — — — — — —...
Krakart used his sharp claws to quickly finish off the Knights Templar soldiers one by one. He was determined not to use his Beastification mode; he needed to store energy and fight efficiently. There was still a Fourth Saint who became an enemy. Therefore, he could not use magic to slaughter the Knights Templar like the one Diametra had done.
Krakart tilted his head avoiding the spear thrust of a soldier. At the same time, his sharp claws swung backwards and severed the neck of a soldier. Then, he snatched away the spear he had just directed for his use. Some of the soldiers instantly bounced, and one of them was killed by a spear eye that pierced through the armor and stuck right in the heart.
Krakart then jumped up to avoid a dozen spears that targeted his lower body. “You must me—!”
—and suddenly a hand gripped Krakart's face firmly.
Krakart had not had time to bring his hand to the face to break free, his body had already been thrown up. Krakart spontaneously deployed mana to enter his Beastification mode his opponent was not someone he could match in ordinary mode. However, a stick had first struck Krakart's stomach, and he was thrown diagonally upward. Worse, Krakart's body has been exposed to the effects of paralysis.The process of entering his Beastification mode is inhibited.
Krakart tried his best to force his body into Beastification mode. However, let alone that, he even had trouble taking out his wings. The panic completely engulfed the warebeast— for the first time in a long time.
Rossia wastes no time. Along with he threw the body of the warebeast with his staff earlier, at that moment he made a golden spear made of the array of sword— which had been hovering in the air—measuring targeting the warebeast.
And, when a pair of Krakart wings managed to come out, that was when a giant spear eye pierced through his back.
Krakart did not make a sound, his eyes only looked in disbelief at the huge gaping hole in his growth. And he doesn't even have time to recompense what happened to him. His entire body had been pierced by a golden sword. Head too.
“...Ah, though I want to die at the hands of Whalef...”—Only those words that had crossed Krakart's head before his consciousness completely disappeared.
“One of them has been killed,” muttered Rossia who hovered a few meters above his group of soldiers. “Bring all wounded soldiers back to Carmel,” his orders without subjecting the gaze. “I myself will overcome the two remaining people.”
Without waiting for the response of the soldiers, Rossia again darted to where the two enemies were. And within seconds he had already landed a dozen meters in front of the two of them.
“Good choice to free Atland from the paralysis that my wand caused,” praise the saint. “If you try to save the warebeast, you won't have time and I'll be able to kill Atland too easily. Well, now do you guys want to give up, or want to catch up with the warebeast?”