CH 388

“Yes. He lost his head, so that’s pretty much just a puppet controlled by purifying light at this point.”

Before I even finish my answer, Ahri is already jumping forward.

“Skill, Heaven’s Judgment!”

Yells Ahri as her face turns red and she acts like she’s about to throw her spear. Of course, that loud voice also reaches the Weakest Seventh Seat.

It starts descending while spinning, making it hard for Ahri to aim, and quickly closes the gap between them.

But that was Ahri’s plan all along.

Nice. She pretended to activate a skill, and drew the Weakest Seventh Seat close. But were his ears not on his head? Or was it actually the purifying light that picked up the sound?

Ahri undoes her throwing stance, and yells again.

“Skill 『Weakening』.”

The third skill she acquired activates.

Red light covers the tip of her spear, but part of it moves away and swirls like a vortex.

The red vortex spreads, surrounding the Weakest Seventh Seat and its purifying light as it stands right in front of Ahri.

The vortex of red light starts spinning, like it’s carving the purifying light.

Every time the purifying light touches the red light, part of it is scraped, flies away, and dissipates.

Not a lot of purifying light disappears each time it happens, but the vortex isn’t stopping. The rotation keeps getting faster, and for a moment, the red light breaks through the purifying light and reaches the body of the Weakest Seventh Seat.

Not to mention that the vortex is covering what’s in front of the Weakest Seventh Seat. Ahri is right in front of it, but it seems hesitant to jump forward.

Eventually, the Weakest Seventh Seat can’t stand anymore of this and runs.

However, that physique that was once nice has deteriorated.

Its skin has lost its elasticity, its muscles withered, and I see blots here and there.

It’s like the red vortex scraped not only purifying light, but also life force itself from the Weakest Seventh Seat.

What a frightening skill… It took so little time to render the enemy unrecognizable…

It stumbles as it tries to get away, but one of the wings falls along the way.

The Weakest Seventh Seat can’t stay in the air, and falls to the ground with a thud.

There’s only a little purifying light left in that body.

It starts to take humanoid form, and it’s smaller than a child.

It’s a homunculus, and it stands up and runs away.

“『Manifest』 Aroma Vine. That over there please.”

I take out the black curse cloth and hand it to Aroma Vine.

Its vines slither and stretch, and reach the homunculus very quickly, despite it trying to run away.

Aroma Vine is good with more intricate work, so it quickly wraps the homunculus with the black curse cloth, wraps vines around it, and tightens them.

The black curse cloth gets thinner and thinner as Aroma Vine constricts it, until the purifying light scatters into the air.

I feel like I can hear the homunculus scream for a second.