Chapter 143.2

There was a necklace made of two shells that served as a pendant, with the design of a decagram.

Whether this is her true form as a spirit or not, her appearance resembles that of the Great Spirit Reno.

“.”

From the magic circle, the leaves of a massive tree spring up, and when they affix themselves to Lay’s retreating right and left arms, the blue jewels that bound his hands are shattered.

Subsequently, the magic line of the pentagram that had been scribbled on his chest also faded away.

“… Is that your true form…?”

“Aha… I guess so…? It doesn’t really feel like it, but I’m relieved that… I’m in human form…”

“How’s your body feeling?”

Compared to spirits, half-spirits and half-demons often exhibit a dearth of rumours and legends, that their sources tend to diminish.

This is especially the case for those in their true forms.

“I’m fine. I’ve always been energetic. Besides, I can’t afford to say such a thing when Lay-san is in a pinch.”

Misa draws a magic circle with both hands.

This is a spirit magic technique.

“.”

A myriad of lightning arrows are launched at the Spirit King.

In pursuit, Lay rushed after them, grasping the sword of in both hands.

As if to intercept them, Gigadeas, the spirit of wind and thunder, unleashed hundreds of arrows from the Spirit King’s side as well.

The thunder and lightning collide with each other, triggering a rumbling noise that reverberates throughout the room.

“Hah!!”

As Lay approached the Spirit King, he boldly lured the attack to his chest as he waved his love sword in his right hand down on the Spirit King’s mask.

With his treasure sword Ailearrow, the Spirit King could draw a pentagram. Given the Spirit King’s ability, he could do that within a split second of colliding with him.

Lay presumably resolved to destroy his mask before the pentagram could be drawn all the way to the end.

Narrowly evading the sword of that was swung at his mask, the Spirit King took the hit on his shoulder. His jet-black armor is torn open, and a blade of light sinks into that shoulder.

The Spirit King advanced a step further.

The treasure sword Ailearrow is lifted. At the same time, Lay swung the sword in his left hand.

A spark of light gleamed, and Lay’s eyes widened.

Without bringing his sword down, the Spirit King steps ahead, and as if brushing past him, he dodges Lay’s attack.

There is only one aim.

As swiftly as he could, Lay turned and was met with the sight of brilliant red blood pouring out.

“… Ah…”

The Spirit King’s treasure sword pierced Misa’s heart.

The sword of light in Lay’s hand extinguished.

Even the , which converted love into magical power, would be rendered ineffective if the feelings were erased.

Misa’s life is about to disappear.

“…”

Letting out a small breath, Lay dispassionately stared at the Spirit King.

He had been through the “Shuraba” (the fighting scene/scene of carnage) on many occasions. He is well aware that no one can be protected once they have been engulfed in a battle.

Because of his concern for Misa, he silently and unflinchingly watched as her life faded away.

With a single step, Lay faced the Spirit King and continued to take steps toward him.

Then――

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My demon eye was disrupted and Lay’s vision was cut off.

“Thou mustn’t look away, Demon King. Thine anti-magic has been neglected.”

I am running on a cloud bridge.

The Spirit King’s castle lies ahead of me.

Standing in my way is the Scarlet Monument King Gilisiris.

With his magic, he disconnected the magical line that shared Lay’s vision.

“This is a good opportunity. I shalt show thou the fruits of my two thousand years of research.”

The Scarlet Monument King draws gigantic multiple magic circles overhead.

Abruptly, a scarlet monumental stone, perhaps the size of a mountain, surfaces.

From there, glimpses of magical power that evoked a sense of eternity overflowed, sending violent tremors through the air.

“Now, watch keenly. Two thousand years of study, a feat of magic that looms over the depths of the abyss. Such is the greatness of the Scarlet Monument King Gilisiris――”

While he was delivering his exaggerated speech, I was penetrating his abdomen with my right hand.

“… Argh…”

“You haven’t changed, Scarlet Monument King. A battle is not a research presentation. If you wish to utilize grand magic, you must ascertain your opponent’s openings.”

A magic circle is drawn within the Scarlet Monument King’s internal body.

Then the magic power flowing in his gelatinous body was seized up.

“.”

This curse will induce the opponent’s magic to run out of control on the spot and lead to their death.

Gilisiris’s body was coated in a black serpentine bruise, and he began to rampage violently as if he was about to be devoured.

The gelatinous body of Gilisiris loses its primitive form and converts into water.

As if under a curse, it blackens and decays.

I withdrew my arm, and a magic circle of was left there.

“.”

If one dips their fingertips into the magic circle, the right hand will be dyed pitch black.

I gripped the magic circle of that was floating in the void and crushed it.

Like water dissipating in all directions, Gilisiris and his source were shattered as well.