Through the blown ceiling of the cathedral, they could see a huge vortex that covered the sky.
The sight of a dark and distant color, like the darkness of the beginning, spreading across the blue sky, seemed as if it were sculpting the sky.
"It's a crack. Time has been forcibly turned back, and space-time has been distorted!"
Terence gritted his teeth and shouted.
A colorful, twisted space-time appeared between the torn cracks.
"Wait, if you do that, the demons coming out of the cracks..."
The mysterious color briefly took people's breath away.
"Aaaaaaaaaa!"
Huge red eyes flashed through the cracks.
Kaaaaaaah!
Soon, a monstrous bird spread its huge wings and descended through the crack.
"Ahhh! Run away! Get out of the way! Aaaah!"
Demons began to rain down from the sky.
The cathedral was instantly transformed into chaos.
"It's too late, the magic has already begun!"
In the midst of the chaos, Jason shouted in a frenzy.
"The golden rule clock is turning! Now neither you, Cesare, nor anyone else can stop it!"
Time, the past that is getting closer and closer, is on my side, Jason Katzen!
Cesare, who was looking at the scene with cold eyes, coldly mocked him.
"It's not the first time you've been a jerk, but now I don't need to keep you alive."
"You!"
"Every time you put your neck out, you end up doing such useless things."
Two swords clashed fiercely.
Jason fought with all his might against Cesare's black aura, but all he could do was tremble and hold out in the face of the overwhelming difference in skill.
"What confidence do you have with such poor skills, Jason?"
Heuk, Jason gasped for breath as he warded off Cesare's fierce aura.
Even if he poured all his experiences from his past life into it, Jason couldn't overpower him.
But Jason was no longer anxious.
He knew that he would be the winner of this final duel.
***
Peleus ran towards Medea as she set foot on the ground.
Meanwhile, the Black Hand, resembling Jason's obsession, continued its momentum.
"Protect Dea!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Agemas cut off the black hands that were constantly reaching out.
At that moment, Gallo's cry was heard.
"Sir Neriel, your body!"
Medea turned her head.
Neriel's form was fading. The lines of her armor rippled, colors appearing and disappearing repeatedly.
“What the hell is this...!”
"Be careful, it might be black magic!"
One, two, the bodies of Agemas spread in the same way.
And...
"Your Majesty!"
Peleus.
Medea's gaze turned to Cesare.
His form was also disorganized.
'Things that never existed in this world are being erased.'
Medea had a hunch.
"Don't let your guard down! Dea's protection is our top priority!"
Peleus gave orders even as his body disappeared.
But,
"Damn it, there are too many!"
Monsters poured down from the sky like a waterfall.
"These are the primordial monsters! They are the ones that existed before the darkness was eradicated."
Terence took out the magic stone in a hurry.
Their hands were trembling at the sight of the darkness that exceeded their expectations.
Meanwhile, the crack in the sky was slowly and steadily moving closer to the ground.
"Peleus."
Medea raised her head and assessed the progress of the crack.
"Give me some time with Agemas."
"Dea, it's dangerous. You stay here. I'll move..."
Peleus grabbed her arm.
But Medea shook her head firmly, yet calmly.
"From now on, this is my fight."
"Yeah, you-"
Medea drew her sword.
A pure white light shimmered from the sharp blade.
It was a different kind of aura, and the power was much clearer and sharper than that of any other knight he had seen.
“Please do me a favor.”
Medea turned around as if she couldn't wait any longer.
Peleus, who was trying to catch her, stopped and blinked.
As his sister ran out to save everything, he felt like he saw a vision of white wings embracing her.
Kiaaaagh.
The two swords clashed, and an eerie, ear-scratching sound echoed.
Even in the hellish scene where cracks appeared, and primordial monsters poured out, Jason and Cesare's swords were still entangled.
Still, the outcome was clear.
Cachang-!
As if it were the last time, Cesare's black aura struck.
Slash.
The moment Jason's shoulder was cut off.
"..."
Cesare hesitated.
The air around his hand was rippling and twisting.
"Didn't I tell you! You can never beat me!"
Along with Jason's laughter, the intense aura that Cesare had been emitting was also gradually losing its power.
"I was wondering what the clock hands meant."
Cesare looked up at the sky.
A violent vortex in the sky was spinning counterclockwise.
"You died a long time ago. How can a dead man defeat a living man?"
Jason, not missing the moment when his strength wavered, aimed for Cesare's shoulder.
Splash-!
Hot blood scattered through the air.
"Yes, Cesare Katzen, do you understand now? You should have already become a skeleton!"
Jason shouted in joy.
Not only to Cesare, but also to Medea, who was approaching them.
“Look at Dea!”
Jason pointed overhead.
The afterimage distorted as if the air was being twisted, and the crown appeared and disappeared repeatedly.
Finally!
Jason was sure.
Everything will fall into place.
Doesn't this crown, which weighs heavily on the head, prove it?
I am the chosen warrior, the great emperor of Katzen, and the victor of this adventure.
"..."
Cesare also looked at the Emperor's crown becoming clearer over Jason's head.
'So, after I died, that guy really became the Emperor of Katzen.'
The feeling of just hearing it and seeing it with his own eyes was very different.
'He drove Dea to death wearing that crown.'
Anger boiled like the afterglow of a furnace.
It felt like he was experiencing the humiliation Medea felt with his whole body.
"What a waste of money, a worthless pet dog taking over an empty house and making a fuss."
The jawline of the body was firmly hardened.
"Then enjoy the glory of dying to the dead. It'll be quite a sight for your last."
His black aura struck Jason fiercely.
It was a punishment given to Jason on behalf of Medea.
“Oh my gosh, you bastard!”
Jason was astonished that the power remained even after the black magic had progressed considerably.
However, Cesare's aura soon lost its color. Time was forcibly binding him.
Splash-!
Without missing the moment when he wavered, Jason's sword dug into Cesare's shoulder.
Cesare's hot blood scattered into the air.
'Damn!'
When Jason's sword, with its cruel eyes shining, tried to pierce Cesare's heart,
Gakkak! Another sword blocked.
“Jason.”
Medea twisted her sword and struck Jason's, then sent Cesare back and faced him.
Jason, swallowing the regret of ending up in an unsuccessful attempt, twisted his lips.
"Medea, now is the time."
A look of triumph spread across his face.
"Come back with me."
"..."
"Let's go back to the beginning. To the place where we were happy."
"No."
Medea raised her head.
There was no fear or hesitation in her green eyes.
"I have waited for this, Jason, this moment when I will crush your last, unique hope."
"...What?"
As soon as Medea finished speaking,
“Now!”
The mercenaries of the facade rushed towards the five black pillars surrounding the black magic circle.
Kwasik!
The dagger was deeply embedded in the pillar.
At the same time, Theo began to chant the temple's incantation.
"In the name of the goddess, I declare: The evil darkness that has gone against the providence of this world, split and disappear on its own."
At that moment, white light emanated from the flaws.
Five rays of light flowed through the magic circle, as if purifying dark magic.
Kurling.
A cracking sound rang out from the center located below the statue of the goddess.
Then, the sharp lines of the black magic circle began to split.
Jason's body staggered as he exchanged swords with Cesare.
"What, what...!"
Jason's eyes widened. The giant black magic circle beneath his feet was breaking apart.
Then, ugh!
Jason shed crimson blood.
The darkness of the Black Magic Warfare flowed back and affected him.
The black hand that was reaching out towards Medea also stopped in mid-air as if in a convulsion.
The screams and flapping of the wings of the monsters pouring down from the sky became weaker.
“Oh, no..."
Jason looked up at the sight with eyes of disbelief.
"No, no!"
Soon, he screamed.
Just moments before, Jason had felt the exact same thing Rachel had felt: rising to the peak of joy and then falling back into the abyss.
"Remember? It was the power of the goddess that extinguished the primordial darkness in the first place."
What? Medea's voice broke through his crumbling ears.
"There is a piece of a pendant imbued with my power embedded in their swords."
Jason's face was distorted.
He tried to run forward, but a white beam of light blocked his path like a spear.
"So, Jason, where does this power I wield now come from?"
Guess what.
Medea stretched out her arms.
Dong!
Another flash of light shot out in a straight line from the tip of her sword.
Kieeem!
Kaaaaagh!
A white beam of light split the air and pierced straight through the hearts of the beasts.
The creatures that grabbed people with their claws, the Titans that trampled the streets, and gray smoke rose up in puffs as if the darkness was disappearing at each pierced spot.
The beam of light that destroyed them looked like a pure white spear.
It was an almighty power that could take away and destroy all darkness in one blow.
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