Seventh Reincarnation
Last Fight

The attack succeeded.

"How, Madam?"

Est's voice sounded a little proud.

"Yes, as expected of Est... Hmm, eh?"

At this moment, Areishiamen realized something.

"E-Est-C... Y-You're stuck!"

'...!?'

With half of its blade embedded in the wall, the Sacred Sword was unable to move in the slightest.

In the back, Ars held back his laughter as he watched Est get caught in the wall.

"I hope we're not in trouble..."

'...Madam, save me.'

In a rare moment, Est's voice sounded a little anxious this time.

"Wait a minute, I'll pull you out..."

Areishia placed one foot on the wall and pushed firmly, exerting all of her body strength to pull out that Sacred Sword.

Finally, the Holy Sword was successfully plucked from the wall.

"Fiuh~, it scares me." Areishia heaved a sigh of relief.

"Send this task to me."

Patting Areishia on the shoulder, Ars attacked the wall using Balmung.

After swinging the sword a few times, a huge hole appeared on that sturdy wall. Then, they entered the Zohar Palace.

Along the way, they saw a ceiling with countless spirit crystals embedded and a large hall. Heavy stone columns lined the center while intricate relief sculptures were carved into the walls.

They walked along a seemingly endless corridor. After walking for about ten minutes, a stone gate appeared before them.

Embedded in the center of the gate was a huge crystal. Areishia placed her hands on top and the gate slowly opened, both doors opening to the side.

Inside the gate was darkness.

The moment they entered the hall, the flaming crystals illuminated the darkness of the hall.

"I've been waiting for you the Holy Queen for a long time."

The one who spoke was a young man sitting on the throne seat and accompanied by twelve young and beautiful women.

He was a handsome young man, long black hair, and wore a blood-red coat.

Solomon Yerusians... The most powerful elementalist in history, who had brought terror and chaos to the continent.

He exuded an oppressive aura, enough to scare away the Girl Princess who usually underestimated men.

"You're the Demon King Solomon?" Areishia fearlessly pointed the Sacred Sword towards her enemy.

"If it wasn't me, maybe the guy behind you? This is the first meeting and will be the last. You guys didn't come here to chat, let's start fighting to the death."

Solomon landed lightly on the ground. A dense darkness poison instantly shot out from his entire body.

"Areishia, you just focus on fighting Solomon, let me face the Demon King's Girl Princess." Ars said while looking at the twelve girls with different charms.

The Demon King Solomon forcibly married the daughters of the conquered countries, and made them his own.

Moreover, he had chosen girls with extraordinary talent to become Elementalists from among the princesses and bestowed his strength on them.

The princesses who received the power of the Demon King were known as the 'Demon King Girl Princess'. Together with the 72 Spirits, they had terrorized the Holy Queen's world rescue forces.

During the two years of war, Areishia and Ars had often faced the Demon King Girl Princess until only two people were left.

"First, destroy the insects that destroy the scenery." Solomon's gaze glanced at the Girl Princess by Areishia's side.

That voice of hatred seemed to curse the entire creation.

He slowly extended his right hand.

"Burn all souls, black thunder— Hell Blast."

The darkness lightning released from Solomon came in the form of raging torrential currents.

"I won't let it!"

The Sacred Sword shone brightly as Areishia sent out Divine power, then she fended off the attack.

*BOOOMM*

Only her shockwave caused the Girls Princesses to fall backwards. Evidently, in the last fight, they had only become a burden.

"How can a Demon King be this strong?"

"Is this the power of the male Elementalists?!"

"Very strong... Only the Holy Queen can fight him."

Only now did they realize how powerful Solomon was, the man they had always looked down upon.

Areishia and Solomon had begun a close confrontation.

Alf Laylah Wa-Laylah, summoning countless Spirits.

Void, the Demon Spirit that controls the storm.

Ifrit, the Spirit of Fire who controls different types of fire.

The Sphinx, a spirit with a human head, the body of a lion, and the wings of an eagle, which possesses extraordinary physical strength.

Moreover, the other Demon King Girl Princess used the Spirit in the form of Elemental Waffe.

Dantalion, Belial, Barbatos, Naberius, Sabnock, Shax, Orias, and Zagan.

Ars single-handedly fought the twelve Demonic King Girl Daughters who controlled Solomon's Contracted Spirit.

There was no Princess Girl to help him, instead they wished he would die here with Demon King Solomon.

So, the Girl Princess who was supposed to help Areishia, instead watched the fight from the sidelines.

"Tsk, Areishia shouldn't have taken them." Ars muttered in annoyance as he continued to fight back against the fierce attacks of the Demon King Girl Princesses.

*Whoosh*

He beheaded the Demon King Girl Princess who controlled Alf Laylah Wa-Laylah. Without the presence of countless Spirits, the burden of his battle became lighter.

"Aren't you angry to see one of your comrades killed by me?"

Unfortunately, Ars' words were not responded to by anyone and they continued to attack him at the cost of their lives.

"What Solomon did to you so desperate."

Looking at the eyes of the Demon King Girl Princess, who was hollow and empty. It was the eyes of those who had given up on the world and only wanted death.

*BRAME*

"Rest in peace." Ars whispered in the ears of the Demon King Girl, whose heart was pierced by Balmung.

"Accept... Love..." Said the girl weakly, then her lifeless body fell onto the cold floor.

"There are 10 more."

*Ting*

Ars blocked the sword that attacked silently from behind. Then, he continued the fight while occasionally looking at the fight between Areishia and Solomon.

Solomon stretched out both his hands this time. His eyes were shining with a terrifying light.

"externally... Sleep—Cocytus."

Shrouded in a white mist, everything within a radius centered on Solomon froze.

From the ground, countless piles of ice reached Areishia.

Areishia unleashed Divine power at once.

Countless white sword flashes left sword shadows one after another, he rushed forward like a whirlwind.

Faced with ice arms attacking from all directions, Areishia smashed, cut, or broke them with every move.

Stepping on the giant chunk of ice that fell to the ground, Areishia jumped into the air.

The impact of the comet's fall shook the air.

Along with his black clothes, Solomon's body split in two. A giant crack appeared on the ground.

Areishia was not pleased, as she did not feel the attack hit Solomon.

He immediately jumped to the side. At the same time, a black sword flashed, right above his head.

(Shadow Spirit, huh?)

Solomon raised his thin black hand. The golden ring on his finger instantly shone a terrifying blue.

(Mrs, be careful. He will call the Spirit!)

Est issued a warning.

The Ring is Solomon's Ring.

A legendary artifact capable of controlling 72 Archdemon Class Spirits.

"From underground, come on... Antekku—Midgardsormr."

*Earlier*

Along with a devastating earthquake, the land at Ragna Ys was split.

Emerging from the crack in the shattered ground.

A gigantic snake that was all covered in countless steel-like scales.

"It seems I have to put everything in..." Areishia gripped the Sacred Sword in her hand tightly, while her left hand rubbed her stomach.

"Est, this will be our last fight. Lend me your strength."

"Yes, Madam. I am your sword, I will do anything for you."

Est responds.

Then, the fight that would be recorded in history began.