The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 102: ARTIFACT STAR WRITER (3)

Two extremely powerful energies collided with each other. Veronica with the sword she used before was held only by Astaroth's black fist. Causing thunderstorms to the ceiling as if immediately in ruins.

Veronica's status was now different from before. With him transforming as an Archangel, he now has as much power as I have. Magic power overflowed within him causing waves of high fluctuations.

The friction of the sword blade that was splashed with holy magic produced a fierce spark as each of its slashes swung.

Despite being struck down by an outcry and a strong desire for revenge, his rationality has not changed. For the sake of achieving that he continued to swing his weapon faster and faster until Astaroth himself could not keep up with his speed and was cornered.

Black blood flowed from all over Astaroth's body. Well, even though he had a high regeneration rate, yet he could do nothing to be able to keep his distance from Veronica.

Veronica follows Astaroth wherever she jumps to try to get away from him. The speed of the [Reverse Speed] Skill was completely different from before, it was faster even than light.

A slash!

Veronica's ordinary sword slashed down Astaroth's right arm and fell to the ground with a fairly loud bang, so it ended there? No, the flesh that falls will then fall, while the wound will boil and come back intact.

It seemed that this time Astaroth felt no pain at all and ignored him. The red blood sword slashed through the air roughly many times, and roared full of wrath.

[Grah! Shimatiya!]

Veronica did not budge in the slightest and dodged every attack well. Reaching this level, it took maximum experience otherwise he would be swallowed by his own strength. However, I may think excessively, because he seems fine in his movements.

[Gaze of Wisdom] still I did not extinguish and continued to follow the direction of their fight.

I'm sorry because this is all I can do, other than not having the strength anymore to move a lot, only Veronica can still be active in close combat.

I admit it, melee combat was a bad disaster for me when Astaroth had entered in such a battle type mode.

Then in front of my sight was the woman who was fighting for revenge for the death of her colleague.

Wh-snake!!

How many times Veronica slashed she would reach him where she was headed by the instincts that spoke.

“Leader, even if your choice is wrong, I will still follow you. So, don't blame yourself.”„

The conclusion he got, as well as the unpredictable Variables became a gripping reward.

The sword sparks grew fiercer, the cracks in the blades began to look and occur, as the two swords that resisted each other collided and twisted.

“Edgar..”

Although at the end of his life the man still smiled in his sacrifice.

A death that no one had left, he had never imagined it before. Neither the body, nor the remaining will no longer exist.

“Captain, thank you for saving me.”„

Saved from the disgusting actions of the nobles, only to make Veronica see her own misfortune in the past. And then it made her who she is now.

A girl who used to be tortured to the point where fate turned her into an assassin, and killed the nobleman who slaughtered her neck viciously.

“Tetia..”.

One after another and slowly the forces of the Shadow ruler [Underground] were formed after he picked up and saved those who were in trouble in his life. In suffering due to being beaten.

That's not hard to happen, given what kind of world this is.

“Dreams? Hm... My dream is to marry a sexy woman who can cook!”„

In a journey full of twists and turns of life, the Shadow he formed was none other than his family, as well as his dreams.

Although his identity was hidden at that time, he never once did not listen to the heart curses of his subordinates.

To the root of their dreams that they want to realize. Even if it's ridiculous.

“Carl... Everything.”

Small scratches caused by the collision of two swords impacted Veronica's pale skin.

He did not care about the injuries he received voluntarily, he did intend to do so.

“Wounds like this won't be able to kill me.”

A fleeting silence broke Astaroth's wings. Unknowingly Veronica had already accelerated with speed and slashed both of her bent wings. He jerked his sword down and the splash of blood from his blade disappeared.

“Still not.”

Astaroth turned around and smashed the floor with a shout.

[Byhai!!]

The mine blast only attacked the empty spot. There was no trace of anyone standing there.

A slash!

The two wings that had not been perfectly regenerated managed to break back. Astaroth groaned in pain with an angry expression. While Veronica's expression was calm and empty.

“My subordinates are indeed people who do not know manners. But they have high dreams. As their leader I respect their choices. Therefore, your death is now not only a dream for me, but all my subordinates that you have lost.”

As if talking to a moving fortress, Veronica remained well-defended.

I who observed a little far away made sure the direction of this fight went according to plan. My retina looked deep inside Astaroth's body whose makeup was completely heated up as abnormal magic gathered into his body's flow.

I'm a little whimper. Even though it is said that he is a nation of devils, it is still the structure of the body... Disgust.

From within the body it beats like every organ is a living thing. All I'm looking for is his heart!

When I got it right away I shouted firmly.

“His heart is on the left side of the stomach near his stomach.”

The direction of the arch of the sword blade instantly bent even though his hand had to be twisted due to the rejection of Astaroth's greatsword attack. Veronica's sword slashed through the thick left abdomen with rotten flesh.

Then that every time her blade dug into her thick flesh that spewed out black blood, Veronica seemed to have trouble penetrating inward as she could to reach the point of the given coordinates.

I was shocked and hurriedly shouted.

“It failed! Get away from him first.”

Unexpected direction of movement. No matter how deep I try to swim into Astaroth's body I'm not used to seeing his real heart move by itself like it's alive.

“Now it moves again..” said I in a confused tone of voice.

Veronica had kept the distance she could. But Astaroth's madness can't be faded much longer. Veronica won't have much time.

Activating the longer [Gaze of Wisdom] made my eyes start to redden and as if they could come out of their sockets. My pupils moved following Astaroth and also following the strange movements of his heart, it kept moving.

There was no need to rush, however, our chances were not on our side so I continued to give Veronica the right direction without being able to blink.

“Near his throat behind the nape of his neck!”

Just then Astaroth lost his head. But that's still not good news. His heart sank back into his middle body. Then his head came back again.

“On his right thigh above his knee!”

The right leg is missing. Losing balance is a good thing to make the enemy out of control over his body. Right after that Astaroth jumped out with his remaining leg and healed the missing leg. We still failed.

On her landing, Veronica was already waiting behind her with a sword that would pierce her like a needle.

That's when the directives really fit into the plan I implemented.

“Next to his lungs!”

Something was hiding inside Veronica, roaring, inside her blade. The holy energy enveloping the layer of his sword blade was extremely condensed.

The shifting of the direction of the heart, the fishing where he would move the heart, where he jumped, all the predictions I have made sure of the success rate, because Veronica is advancing.

Astaroth did not choose the time to be able to open his wings let alone land his feet on the floor, because Veronica was already there waiting for this great moment.

Tsu-sususut!!

The gleaming silver sword shrieked violently, waves sweeping out, with the strength of its arm the sword managed to stab from Astaroth's back like a spear that was thrust into him, piercing through his middle lung.

Astaroth's body finally perforated.

When we are confident in this conclusion, another unexpected variable arises. And I who noticed it clearly immediately shouted at Veronica who was about to reach a point of satisfaction.

“Her heart is out of his body! Veronica!”

Veronica jerked a little. But he was not surprised at the change he was convinced of it and indeed deliberately kept it for the last moment.

Gabriel's weapon.

[Ancient Sacred Artifact ‘Annihilation Sword Purification’ has been activated!]

Clumps of flesh as big as an adult human fist shot out from Astaroth's body and wriggled in the air, creating a resonance back for a high degree of regeneration.

The wind around changed, a white feather fell on top of that lump of flesh, Veronica who was flapping her wings had put a position of both hands up that grasped the ancient holy sword.

The wiggling clumps of meat started bubbling like acid in the mud.

Tsa-sasasa!!

The status aura of an angel rose strongly. It was truly the power of an angel who had once defeated absolute evil.

“Mati.”

A slash! The soft.

The [Anihilation Sword Purification] weapon was swung to the very bottom, creating a perfect straight line, and in the silence from its beautifully flowing landing, the light began to radiate from that straight line and burst into the vast sky.

The sacred light annihilated the lump of flesh from the heart of Astaroth, until it became the smallest particle in the universe.

[‘The Archangel’ transformation has been completed.]

Wings disappeared from Veronica's back, Gabriel's sword was also lost and a sign of holiness returned to me.

The roaring ceiling marked the end.

[Ancient Sacred Artifacts ‘Authority of Constellation’ has been turned off.]

Artifacts belonging to Samael were also extinguished.  The loose space that displayed billions of beautiful stars had already slowly closed and turned back into a ruined wall of the hall.

I shook my head as if this was a dream because victory was unexpected and quickly came to my senses and saw Veronica had been laying low on the ground with a blank look and contemplation.

My legs were shaking uncontrollably and a powerful migraine was striking my head, this was the [After Effect] resulting from the excessive use of magic power, but I endured, desperately trying.

I slowly walked towards Veronica, and also on my right palm a flickering light gathered and I made a flower out of golden light, then spoke while crouching nearby.

“All I can do is this.” I put a flower on the floor in front of him. “Let everyone eventually return to the light and find a new place. Including you and me. I want to say thank you to that man for saving me, and this is all I can give him now.”

I stood up again and turned, in the remains of the battle there was the throne seat belonging to Astaroth had become rubble and near it was a cloth, I took it from the dust.

[Reflector Coat (Relic)]

The black coat that Astaroth previously used as an accessory near his throne.

Then a bitter thought came into my head. Had Astaroth worn this would we have been able to win? Even with all the functions of this item I doubt we will win. Luck is sometimes a blessing. I nodded lightly and was grateful for relief.

It seemed like this item was the Dungeon's completion reward. I silently looked at the coat I was holding and then glanced at Veronica.

“We will be back.” I pair a black coat on Veronica. “Although they are nowhere near us, their memories will always be in our minds. Therefore, crying is also not a mistake now.”

Veronica looked up at me, that blank expression, turning bent into a shattered look full of sadness and tears of tears from a woman her comrades left behind who was more than family to her.

“Uwaaah! Damnit damnit! Shit!”

He hugged himself with a flower of light that he held then it turned into a grain of light that melted together on the ceiling.