CH 345

With each step, Inglis vanished completely! And in the next instant, a ripple of light appeared halfway between her original position and the Prisma.

In just two steps, she had covered that vast distance. It wasn’t a physical leap, but a result of her newfound power. Her Ether had been elevated by the Hyrule Menaces, propelling her beyond the realm of a mere half-god Divine Knight and into the realm of the gods.

For gods, the world unfolds effortlessly, and they traverse it with a single thought.

The sight of gods surpasses that of mortals, just as their steps do.

With a casual glance and a simple step, the true power of the Gods and the Ether was revealed. They effortlessly manipulated the intricate web of connections, rewriting the very fabric of the world according to their will. This was the essence of true omnipotence, the ability to shape and control the Ether.

However, Inglis realizes that her current use of the Ether is still unrefined and relies mostly on brute force. She has yet to reach the level of the gods who can rewrite the very fabric of the world with High Ether.

Even the gods have their own limitations and strengths, and only the Origin, the God of Creation, possesses the ability to manipulate High Ether in all its forms. This is why Alistair, the goddess who made Inglis a Divine Knight, admitted that even she was not perfect and needed Inglis’ help.

Inglis had managed to enter the realm of High Ether, albeit to a limited extent, thanks to the assistance of Eris and Ripple. And now, she was witnessing the fruits of that transformation. With a single step, she could traverse distances equivalent to ten, a hundred, or even a thousand steps—there was no limit based on her strength. This was the power of the Divine Feat.

Taking her third step, Inglis found herself standing behind the Prisma, which had fully recovered from its wounds.

“How do you do?”

Inglis smiled and bowed to the Prisma, causing it to turn around in surprise.

“…?!”

However, the Prisma quickly turned its right palm towards the city while still facing Inglis.

“DoN’t—mOvE…! thIS… Fi—nAL!”

It seemed to be repeating the same strategy, although with a slight variation. Instead of grabbing Inglis, it threatened to attack the city from a distance. However…

“That won’t do, you see.”

The moment Inglis uttered those words, numerous beams of light streaked down Prisma’s right arm, slicing it into pieces and scattering chunks of flesh on the ground.

“OOOAaAAHHHHH……?! BAs……tArD—!”

Refusing to give up, the Prisma extended its left hand towards the city. Choosing a path of least resistance and seeking an easy way out did not benefit anyone. Inglis wished it would display more of the relentless killing intent that was typical of Magic Stone Beasts, rather than relying on a losing gamble like this.

Well, the outcome would be the same regardless…

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“Forgive me, but that won’t do either.”

Just like its right arm, the Prisma’s left arm shattered into pieces as well.

“GOAAAAaaaAAAAaa?!!!”

The Prisma let out a bellow, its body contorting backwards.

“…! Ah, don’t…! You mustn’t move so much…!”

Inglis attempted to stop it, but…

Streaks of light coursed through Prisma’s entire body, slicing it into chunks that collapsed to the ground.

“You still had some fight left in you… and now you’re completely defeated.”

Its body had already been riddled with slashes from the beginning. The Prisma had no chance to react, and its body crumbled from the points where it had bent. To be honest, Inglis had already dealt the fatal blow as she took her third step. However, the sharpness of the weaponized Eris and the exhilarating sensation of the Divine Feat seemed to have led her to overdo it slightly.

Inglis had hoped for a bit more from the Prisma, but she couldn’t blame the monster. The Hyrule Menaces were simply too overpowering. Even Inglis herself was taken aback by their immense strength. Merely wielding them amplified her power to the point where she could step into the realm of true gods.

“…You’re amazing, Miss Eris. You far exceeded my expectations!”

The Ultimate Power—a power that could intoxicate anyone.

“What… did I really do that?! I… I couldn’t tell… What the hell?!”

It seemed that even the wielder herself didn’t fully comprehend it.

“Whoa… I didn’t have any part to play…”

Ripple exclaimed, to which Inglis responded.

“No, we’re just getting started!”

This Prisma possessed such vitality and regenerative abilities that it could even revive with just its lower body. Being sliced into pieces didn’t necessarily mean it would die.

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In fact, Inglis could sense a lingering power emanating from the scattered flesh. The pieces wriggled and twitched ever so slightly.

“You’re right, it’s still moving…!”

“Y-you think it’s going to revive again…?!”

“Yes! So let’s make sure it won’t…!”

Inglis hurled one of the twin swords into the ground, aiming for the center of the scattered flesh of the Prisma.

“HAAaaah!”

She leaped high into the air, spinning with momentum, before landing forcefully on the hilt of the sword.

Crash!

The impact caused the ground to collapse and form a deep crater. The destructive force pierced through the earth, launching all the pieces of the Prisma’s flesh high into the night sky.

At that moment, Inglis reached for the golden rifle holstered behind her waist. With her finger on the trigger, she raised her right hand and pointed the barrel to the heavens. She didn’t need precise aim. Just a single shot into the night sky would be enough.

After all…

She was about to unleash a tremendous blast that would engulf the very sky!

“Goodbye——!”

An intense torrent of light erupted from the golden barrel’s muzzle, its width surpassing the earlier crater. It soared high, piercing through the night sky and shattering clouds. It resembled a luminous waterfall flowing upward or a comet ascending from the ground.

“Next time, please remember your pride as a Magic Stone Beast… and come back, okay?”

Inglis cast a regretful smile towards the sky. There was no response, no signs of life. Only the captivating sight of the ascending light remained.