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I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea. I'm not sure.

I'm sure you've heard of it. It comes naturally.

Everis, who is not expecting any particular answer, says as if reciting a poem.

”Maybe you're the first. Let's give this one a shot.

Now, raise your cannons in celebration!　Miaranze!

Above the castle, there was a small black shadow flying with a hazy moon on its back.

A small black shadow flew over the castle, carrying a hazy moon.

The nexus of magic power flowing through the earth.

The place where a lot of magic power gathers in the earth's veins is called a ”hot spot”.

A hotspot supplies a large amount of magic power that cannot be supplied by ordinary people.

This magic power is used to run city defense systems, to perform large-scale magic, and in some cases, it is also used for civilian purposes.

Almost without exception, the capitals of each country are located on top of high quality magical power pools (hotspots), and cities above a certain size are basically the same. That is to say, this Teirakainen.

This is the reason why this Teirakainen is also protected in the basement of the castle, and the mechanism for controlling the earth's veins is ...... called the ”router”.

If it is taken away, it means the complete fall of the city.

”That's the ...... Holy Beast. A minion of the Great God.

Miaranse was hovering over the castle.

In the half-ruined castle town, a hulking, deformed beast was staggering about.

Its body is literally rotten and white.

A deformed head that looks as if it is wearing a golden mask.

There is no anger or sadness in it, it just fights and destroys like a golem.

It looks like .......

That's what Mihranze spat out, simply.

He who reigns in this twisted and mad world. A false salvation to be spat upon.

An abomination worthy of its minions.

Even Mihranze, who had spent his childhood isolated from the world with his family and had been kept as ”livestock” ever since, knew how to pray to God.

He had prayed to the Great One many times for his salvation. But who was it that saved Miaranse?

It was an undead ...... avenger who had gone down to the evil gods.

It's a maid's job to exterminate vermin. I have been given the power to do so by her.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've.

Evil. That's fine. Neither justice, hope, nor righteous faith could save Mihranze.

Even the Temple refused to save Mihranze, and it was the rightful ruling class, the nobles, who kept him.

Then I will gladly fall into evil.

Let me show my way by damaging all that is right and holy.

Miaranse had a silvery steel wire wrapped around his body.

Some of the wires hung long and disappeared from the balcony into the castle.

They were magical conductors that led directly to the router beneath the castle. Evelisse had given it to me before we left.

With this, Miaranse can draw magic power directly from the earth's veins.

Miaranse kneaded the magic.

It was so poor that it was obvious even to himself, but the magic power that Miaranze could use directly connected to the earth's veins was enormous, and he only needed to weave magic power in quantity rather than quality.

A huge amount of power was being output through the forming machine called Miaranze.

One by one, things emerged around Miarangze.

They are like long, thin stakes.

A spear, as if made of hardened blood.

Normally, this magic would only be used to solidify evil energy into a spear shape and send it flying, but due to the large amount of magic power that had been poured into it, the spear had become a massive halberd, beautifully detailed.

One, ten, fifty, a hundred, two hundred, five hundred such spears ......

Floating in the night sky. Filling the night sky.

Spears float. Countless spears with their tips aligned.

Spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear, spear.

[Performance bias: emphasis on the number of bullets (spread custom)] ...... <>!

A rain of spears fell.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

”GORE-aaa!

Gislain breathed out a breath. At the same time, his whole body emitted a flash of light.

It made about 20% of the incoming spears thin and slender. It cannot even be offset. A long and slender spear had a small area exposed to the holy air compared to the force put into it.

And of course, a spear that misses its target has no effect whatsoever.

The reddish-black spears that flew through the holy air pierced the pure white scales.

Several of them thrust and shattered, leaving Gislain unharmed. The instant holy beast in his body must have taken his place and died.

But not a moment later the next spear landed.

The next spear lands. The next spear lands.

The next spear lands.

Zhislan's body was cut down.

The flesh and holy energy to create a new holy beast had finally run out and he had no choice but to take it.

The scales cracked, the flesh split, the golden mask cracked.

The tongue was sewn, the legs pierced, the belly bloated.

So overwhelming was the number of spears that they buried Zithran in a flash.

They rained down on Gislain as if to crucify him on the ground, then pierced him from above.

The countless spears that stood like gravestones eventually shattered all at once like glass vessels dropped on the floor.

All that was left was a scattering of ashes.