Chapter 489

Chapter 489

Amidst the clash of luminescence, the radiance that had painted the sky and bathed the entire city in a vibrant green hue found itself overshadowed by the immense brilliance released by the colossal black dragon, Megalodria, as he ascended into the heavens.

Davey had explicitly instructed Megalodria to devour it all, leaving no room for complaints regarding the method, don't you think? While one might argue that it was a mere play on words, the fact remained that the Breath consumed the radiance of the thermonuclear bomb.

The somber clouds in the sky dispersed, forming a circular void as the overwhelming and awe-inspiring Breath raged above. And as for the bomb, cloaked in a verdant glow? It disintegrated into thousands of fragments, akin to white phosphorus munitions descending from the heavens.

However, Megalodria, still emanating Breath that rent the sky asunder, simply turned his head and incinerated everything descending from above.

—Roaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!!!

Leon gazed up at the sky, his mind in a haze, as light once again graced the city. The dark clouds that had shrouded them in darkness were torn asunder. Laeuri, who had lost consciousness, missed this sight but still received some protection from Davey.

Before long, Megalodria unfurled his four pairs of wings and gently touched down on the ground. Upon seeing this, Davey swiftly produced a sizable chunk of meat from his pocket dimension and hurled it toward the colossal storm dragon king.

"I've infused it with radiation. I think you'll find the flavor rather invigorating."

[Hmph! Don't think for a moment that I'll be satisfied with this!]

"So, you won't eat it?"

[I'll eat!]

Despite his grumbling, Megalodria devoured the meat Davey had thrown at him, leaving not a single bite behind.

"Davey, radiation is lethal to living creatures."

"That fellow has a rather finicky palate."

"...Rinne has taken note of the Storm Dragon King's peculiar dietary preferences," Rinne remarked as she jotted down notes with her pen from an unknown source.

As absurd as it may sound, Davey knew someone whose preferred snack was magma and another who savored extremely cold ice. And the colossal sky lizard before him? He had a taste for radiation.

[Contractor, I sense numerous signals approaching us. They carry the same foul scent of decaying and rotting bodies that permeates this city.]

If Megalodria, a grandmaster-class mythical beast, stepped in, they wouldn't pose a problem. However, Davey hadn't given such an order.

"Let them be. I have a purpose for all my devil mana."

Davey had made a promise, an oath, regarding how to deal with beings stripped of fear, moving solely on instinct.

Megalodria's presence was undeniably overwhelming and terrifying. Yet, Davey could sense that those culprits from Parasol, who were behind all this, had mobilized their biological weapons in the city to erase him.

Davey reached out to Perserque, who pouted. She seemed disappointed to part with the Transcendence's Demise that she had held for some time. Nevertheless, she reluctantly returned it to Davey in the end.

“Sob... Just wait for me. I will come find you again.”

“You’re not a part of a broken family.” Davey clicked his tongue.

Just like any other mage, Perserque showed a terrible obsession over a staff.

‘It would be preferable if she exhibited some of that obsession toward me.’

Suddenly, Davey pondered an easy way to deal with Perserque, but he promptly dismissed it and buried it in the deepest corners of his mind.

Once he held the Transcendence's Demise, Davey swiftly turned and leaped onto the rubble of a demolished building nearby. He silently surveyed the now-devastated city, placing one hand on the ground and closing his eyes. Then, he summoned the dormant dark mana within him.

This city held great significance for Davey, prompting one to wonder why. After all, hadn't he already gathered all the plutium he needed earlier? The reason lay in the fact that the amount of plutium he had secured was still slightly less than his initial expectations.

"Davey, why can't you just admit that you don't want to see ordinary people die because of the Abyss?"

Davey had pledged to never turn a blind eye to the suffering of the deceased. This was the duty of one who served as God's saint. Goddess Freyja's reach extended beyond the Tionis Continent, and all life in any world was her creation—a fact that would remain unchanged.

"Be quiet! Fool," Davey retorted as Perserque chuckled, her laughter suggesting she had found an intriguing amusement.

Davey was certain that Parasol had already positioned numerous surveillance devices throughout the city. They were probably watching him at this very moment. Nevertheless, they were welcome to observe as much as they pleased.

"I'll ensure you witness a scene unlike any other."

Whether they were mutants or regular infected, they were still lifeless bodies. It seemed only fitting to respond to those who toyed with corpses on behalf of the dead.

[9th Circle Transcendental Devil Magic.]

[Death Roar.]

Shwaaaaaaaa!!!

Naturally, the ghost resisted when Davey attempted to restrain him. He used his malevolent energy, as if questioning why Davey would hinder him. Such a ghost was one who couldn't discern right from wrong.

"I clearly told you to exercise restraint. You're out, you rascal."

Clench! Fwiiiiiiiiiiiiish!!!

For ghosts of this nature, Davey had no choice but to compel them to ascend. As Cheoyeong, a notable figure from the Kingdom of Silla, once said, "Pestilent Ghosts that refuse to listen should be beaten into submission."

[6th Class Holy Magic]

[Turn Undead]

The impact of Turn Undead, now evolved to the 6th Class, was profoundly stunning. Using this magic, Davey compelled the ghosts that had gone berserk by inundating them with an overwhelming surge of holy mana.

Leon could only manage a wry smile as he sensed the energy manifesting around him.

In the blink of an eye, the ghosts that had appeared throughout the city vanished one by one. The spirits that had finally released their resentments also began to fade away. The ghosts lost their form, reverting to black mist once again. Yet, the core of their souls had already started to transform into a radiant white light, just as it had been at the outset.

[Uncle... Uncle, were you the one who saved us?]

A young boy who held the hand of an even younger girl approached Davey. The boy's face, now adorned with a radiant white light, displayed an innocent and pure smile, a world away from the gruesome and vicious expressions they had worn upon their initial appearance.

"Did it hurt a lot?"

The boy giggled upon hearing Davey's question. [It hurt a lot. Rachel cried loudly. We were trapped in a dark, damp, and frightening place when we heard Uncle's voice.]

The boy lifted his head and continued, [Mom told us to always say thank you when we receive help. Rachel, come on, let's say thank you to Uncle.]

[T-Thank you very much,] Rachel mumbled thanks to Davey, her tone cute and endearing.

Davey looked at them and gently patted the boy's head. "What's your name?"

[It's Reikin.]

"Right, Reikin. The adults deeply regret that you, who should have grown up with that pure smile on your face, got caught up in the conflict among the grown-ups." Davey didn't hear a response, yet he continued, "I hope you'll be born to parents who will make you happy in another world."

[Thank you,] Reikin replied, and a bright light enveloped the two siblings until they completely vanished.

And it wasn't just them. Countless victims in the city reverted to pure white souls and began to disappear.

[In the name of the Saint, I offer my blessings to you, who died unjustly. May the light accompany you as you enter the cycle of reincarnation.]

Davey muttered as his blessings spread across the area, enveloping the spirits that were gradually fading away. Light slowly trickled through the gaps in the thick cover of dark clouds that Megalodria had torn apart earlier. As a result, the somber and eerie atmosphere that had shrouded the city began to dissipate.

Afterward, Davey once again gripped Leon's shoulder and cast another space transfer spell. He said, "Leon, go and convey this message to Evanov."

"Go ahead, my dear friend."

"Return to this city. Rebuild this place and make it your home. Despite the past destruction, it's still a far better place than where you currently reside."

As long as the source of the infection and all the infected had been eliminated, there would be no further threat to this city.

"But there are still many infected remaining..."

"I'll take care of them."

"Davey, what do you intend to do?"

"My task here is essentially complete. However, there's one thing I can't and won't handle."

From this point forward, that would become their responsibility. Davey then leaped onto Megalodria's back. As Perserque and Rinne joined him on the dragon's back, he snapped his fingers and added, "Regarding the woman you mentioned, Corporal Laeuri, you can handle her. It's no longer my concern."

Boom!!!

With that, Leon and Laeuri vanished from the city.

Then, with an eerie smile on his face, Davey seized a green jewel. He had a hunch that the foreign entity aiding the Parasol Corporation and hiding somewhere on this continent was a Princess of the Abyss, and he believed she was observing him.

As he expected, a sound emanated from one of the damaged communication devices in the vicinity.

Bzzt... Bzzt...

Davey couldn't hear a voice through the transmission device, but they somehow conveyed their intentions to him through it. Davey's hostility surged as he felt the unsettling power of the Abyss.

"You're watching, aren't you? Wait for me there."

‘I'll come to meet you right away. It doesn't matter if you die or if I flee. Shall we have a showdown?’