Seventh Reincarnation
Defeat of Alexandros

"Oh darkness, return to the absence of—[Deus Ira]!"

The sword of light that stretched all the way to the top of the sky, swung down.

Facing the attack, Ars' expression did not fluctuate.

*Clank*

Swords clashed against each other, the dazzling light of divine power sweeping across the entire surroundings.

"Weak." Ars Saying.

The light from the Vorpal Sword and the Sacred Sword expanded instantly.

A burst of light enveloped Alexandros, making his entire body fly backwards.

"Cough..."

Alexandros hit the Palace barrier. After coughing up a mouthful of blood, he lay down and could not get up.

"Impossible... How can a human be this strong? Who exactly are you?"

Spewing blood from his mouth, Alexandros stared back at Ars.

Divine power surged to cover himself completely and began to repair his injured body.

"I? I was your nightmare?"

Despite knowing the girl in front of him is not Areishia, but Alexandros, did not dampen Ars discomfort when he hurt her.

"You forced me to do this."

Clutching the hilt of his sword, Alexandros stood up.

"Use all your tricks, I'll give you time to prepare."

Ars wanted to make Alexandros regret and despair for Areishia to be his container. Therefore, he did not directly finish him off.

"You're gonna pay for your arrogance, Ars."

Darkness enveloped Alexandros, the armor and Holy Sword losing its holy aura.

Ars simply watched without any intention of disrupting Alexandros' transformation process. No matter how powerful the other party's increase in strength was, it wouldn't change fate.

In the face of absolute power, schemes and intrigue were useless!

"So it's Otherworldly Darkness (True Darkness) huh..."

The Elemental Lords were ravaged by the Darkness of the Other World and needed the Sword Dance to maintain their sanity for a while. Ars learned of this secret while accessing the Akashic Records.

Although Ars cuek, the two Contracted Spirits are different.

(Ars, be careful.)

Clasped in his right hand, Est spoke.

(The Darkness of the Other World is very dangerous)

(Fufu, so you feel it, my sister) Restia chuckles.

(I'm not your sister) Est denied.

(In order, I am the first Spirit of Ars, while you are the second Spirit. That makes you my little sister) Restia's logic makes sense.

(I was with Ars longer) Est said proudly.

Ignoring the petty quarrel inside his head, Ars watched over Alexandros tainted with the Darkness of the Other World.

The Otherworldly Darkness had enveloped Alexandros turning into a black sphere that floated in the air, the sphere began to tremble with a deafening sound.

Just then, a crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the dark ball that engulfed Alexandros.

The next second, the ball was torn from the inside.

Spouting like blood, the Darkness of the Other World descended instantly, dyeing the palace black.

Next, two glowing arms emerged from the middle of the torn open ball.

"Oh, no wonder Alexandros is so confident. This scale of strength had already surpassed the limits of this world."

Ars was not intimidated by the pressure that was on him. To him, it was like a gentle breeze.

The dark ball was torn to shreds and then appeared in this world.

A statue of a warrior, three times the height of a human, with golden luminous wings.

The beautiful face formed from the pure white stone looked masculine as well as feminine, shining with a bright light, the jewel-like eyes were staring coldly at Ars.

Just then, the Sacred Sword shone and Est spoke.

(I was created to destroy them. The primordial memories sleeping inside me told me. The initial purpose of every Spirit Weapon created in this world was to destroy such an angel.)

Grasped in Ars' hands, Est exudes an overwhelming sense of hostility.

(Be careful, Ars, although you are strong, your enemy is not weak either) Restia reminded.

"Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiii."

The angel made a voice with a strange tone.

"Tsk, the body of Areishia is not only used by Alexandros, even now used as a medium of summoning Angels. Can't you guys just let him rest in peace?!"

Unfortunately, the Angel did not care about Ars's nagging. It glided like it was sliding on the ground. The next second, it suddenly disappeared from sight.

*bAM*

In response, Ars used the Holy Sword to block. He casually bore the earth-shattering impact.

"[Evil Flame]."

The Vorpal sword was shrouded in black flames similar to Amaterasu. Then, the sword drove at lightning-like speed as it hit the Angel's stomach.

*ding*

However, the tip of the Vorpal Sword was blocked by the shining rune barrier.

(This is [Anti-Field], this barrier of rejection has removed the attribute of darkness at a conceptual level) Est ahead of the reason Ars' attack was ineffective.

A circle of light appeared on the angel's head.

"Riiiiiiiiiii."

The angels made a rumbling sound that resembled supersonic waves.

"Let's end this quickly. I can't bear to see Areishia's corpse abused any longer." Ars is sad.

The space and time around the angel became dense, making it impossible to move.

"[Absolute Slicing]"

Ars swung the Holy Sword and the Vorpal Sword simultaneously.

*Crush-Bang*

The sound of broken glass was clearly heard in the palace.

"Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiin—"

The angel shouted for the last time before disappearing, and the figure of Alexandros appeared.

"What...!?"

Alexandros cold face showed shock for the first time.

"Beating the Angels with just one strike... It's not something that mortal beings can do."

A confident smile disappeared from that face. He muttered. With an expression of disbelief, Alexandros looked at Ars with a new look.

"Impossible, how could the Angel lose to mu—"

"If you still have another trump card, use it quickly. This is your last chance."

There was no joy and pleasure on Ars's face.

"Don't underestimate me, man!!!"

Grasping the fake Holy Sword, Alexandros was constantly attacking at lightning speed.

*Clank Clank Clank*

"You seem to have nothing. Then, die."

"[Absolute Slicing]."

Ars slashed Alexandros cross-cut.

"God... How could this happen..."

Having said that, Alexander's soul was shattered into hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of pieces.

The destruction of Alexander's soul left Areishia's body empty, and fell forward, but Ars caught it first.

"Areishiah..."

The two swords in his hand disappeared and returned to the Spirit Seal, Ars lips trembling feeling the cold temperature of Areishia's body.

"I'm sorry... Ii'm sorry... Sorry I couldn't protect you..."

Even Ars who had a sturdy Dao Heart, was unable to stem his tears, and he cried while tightly hugging Areishia.

"Areishia!"

Restia and Est came out from the Spirit Seal, then Est held Areishia's hand while crying.

"Sigh~... The fate of the Holy Queen was very sad. Even after his death, he was still being used."

Restia sighed, an atmosphere of sadness also plagued her.