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The situation has changed in a way that has exceeded everyone's expectations.
One second ago, Pope Brad was still dominating the paper giant of the Book Demon with his God of All Weapons, but the next moment, the Minotaur was knocked down and mercilessly suppressed by the demon's magic!
Inside the palace, Otta and his ministers looked at each other, unsure whether to feel happy or sad...
"The God of All Weapons was actually defeated by a mere demon?!" Minister Tus, standing beside Ota, was somewhat shocked.
"Calm down, Tus!" Ota took a deep breath. It was good that the crazed Pope Brad was subdued, but the current scene was not what Ota wanted to see. His tense face twitched.
"Look closely! The God of All Weapons is only paralyzed, temporarily incapacitated! That great demon used unconventional methods... it activated the backup plan we left on the God of All Weapons!!!"
"What? This is impossible!" Tus's eyes widened. "Isn't this a secret known only to the Hero and the Holy Sword? How did these demons get their hands on it?!"
“It’s already quite obvious…” Ota took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his eyes revealed deep hatred:
"It's that mole! He's at it again!!"
Ota was absolutely certain that only that elusive mole could have obtained such crucial information and paralyzed their God of All Weapons!
He even had a gut feeling that the mole was nearby, about to unleash its evil claws!
"Your Highness, what should we do next... Will Pope Brad be in danger?"
Tuss was somewhat worried. Even if Pope Brad had lost his mind, he absolutely could not die at the hands of a demon, as that would be a heavy blow to the entire nation.
“Don’t worry, Tus.” Ota shook his head: “That barrier is not something a demon can break, not to mention look at its current state, that illusory body already shows… its power is exhausted! No demon can defeat the God of All Weapons! Let alone harm Pope Brad inside!”
Thinking of this, Ota finally revealed his pride: the God of All Weapons was meticulously designed by him and Mino. Even if the mere demons mastered that backup plan, so what? They could not possibly destroy the God of All Weapons completely!
Before long, with the barrier delaying him, Brad, having adjusted his condition, will be able to reactivate the God of All Weapons and completely annihilate the demon!
“But, Your Highness Ota…” Tus spoke weakly at this moment:
"If Pope Brad regains control of the God of All Weapons, this time... we might really be wiped out here, right?"
Ota's expression froze on his face.
Just then, a strangely familiar, righteous shout came from above:
"—Hey! Take this!!!"
……
The top of a tower in the palace.
The long red banner fluttered in the wind, transforming into a silent flame.
The long, black sword at the girl's waist emitted a faint hum: "My lord, may I ask... why did we climb to such a high place?"
"Oh? Want to know why?" Her clothes were slightly damp with sweat, and her legs were trembling, as if she had used all her strength to climb up. Yet, the girl calmly placed one hand on her blindfold and answered softly:
"Of course, it's because rescuing someone from a high place...that's cooler."
“Never mind.” Darkfrey turned the blade.
boom--!
The loud noise caught the attention of the man and his sword. From this height, they could see through the transparent defensive array the mechanical giants and demons locked in fierce combat before the palace gates. Darkfrey's sword trembled: "That's... the God of All Weapons? It's Pope Brad! He's fighting that demon!!!"
"Wow!" Shana's eyes lit up. "Wow, that mechanical giant is so cool!"
“Right!” Darkfrey’s blade burst into flames with excitement as he proudly introduced, “That’s a powerful weapon that combines the power of thousands of holy artifacts from the Holy Church. It’s a giant weapon that can elevate the power of a weapon saint to a terrifying level. We’ve named it: Minotaur!”
"What a lousy name..."
Shana's expression shifted to one of disdain. The red-haired girl had reached the age where she felt ashamed to be associated with her brother: "I take back what I said before."
"Hey! Are you being rude?"
Dacfrey was shocked and wanted to protest, but the scene had already changed drastically.
"Impossible? That demon actually overpowered Pope Brad?!" Darkfrey was shocked. Unlike Altote, it had not yet come into contact with the core secrets of the God of All Weapons. In the eyes of outsiders, the God of All Weapons seemed to have been defeated in an instant by the Book Demon with its agile methods.
"This is bad! Pope Brad is in danger!!!" Darkfrey cried out urgently, "Now that demon has the upper hand!"
“No need to panic, Darkfrey.” Shana’s voice grew deeper in the night. The calm grip on the hilt of her sword gradually calmed Darkfrey down. Shana’s tone was filled with unwavering confidence: “It’s our turn to save the Pope from this predicament.”
"Isn't this the opportunity you've been dreaming of—a chance to change your title?"
Shana reached out, removed the eyepatch from her right eye, and threw it down from the tower: "We'll drive that demon away—"
“But,” Darkfrey hesitated, “my lord, you currently possess no divine power whatsoever…”
In an instant—
Dark demonic flames instantly enveloped Shana.
The night was so deep that it obscured the countless stars, and dark clouds rolled in from all directions, bringing a touch of utter darkness to the capital.
"It's time for that power to step in..." Atop the tower shrouded in darkness, Shana opened her clear yet intensely burning eyes, and the terrifying magical power swirling around her transformed into a storm of flames that soared into the sky!
"—At this moment, I am darkness!"
……
The palace, on the other side, atop a tall building.
A divine radiance flashed and vanished, and a cloaked figure stood atop the palace, gazing upon the devastated ruins to the west of the capital. Divine power trembled angrily around him.
"That despicable demon! How could it have destroyed the capital like this?! Unforgivable!!!"
Mino, who descended upon Dane, clenched his fists and looked at the God of All Weapons and Swell, who were fighting fiercely in front of the palace. His eyes were filled with anger: Who dragged the people of the commoners into this war? The culprit who caused all this is now obvious!
boom--!
As the key was inserted, the God of All Weapons collapsed to the ground, enveloped by a defensive barrier. Svir gained the upper hand in the battle... Without further hesitation, Mino slowly drew his longsword:
"Finally, I don't have to worry about accidentally harming Pope Brad anymore. In that case, you should pay the price for your crimes of ravaging the civilian district!"
Endless points of light emerged from all around, and an unprecedented aura of light rippled wildly across the top of the palace.
This is also why Mino chose to act here: saving the day from a high vantage point was really cool.
A surge of light rose rapidly, the mark of a warrior within him pulsed with excitement, and bathed in this boundless light, Mino's eyes shone like a clear, golden sun as he chanted the sword technique aloud:
"Victory is certain! Ex-Curry Stick—!!!"
Chapter 231 The Pope's Tragedy
"In any case, the power and structure of the God of All Weapons have been figured out... The magic power is almost depleted, it's time to dispel the descent spell and leave."
Under the night sky.
Swell's body gradually became ethereal, but suddenly, a strange fluctuation emerged from beneath him.
"Huh? This is it?"
The pages paused slightly, and Swell suddenly felt an extremely deep chill, as if some kind of tainted knowledge had revealed a corner of itself. It lowered its head: the fluctuation came from the God of All Things, who was already paralyzed on the ground.
Brad, whose prosthetic eye was located in his chest cavity near his heart, ripped it off in a bloody mess! Withered, dark red blood flowed from the eye socket, but the prosthetic eye exuded a chilling aura, making Brad's aged face look more sinister than holy!
"What... kind of power is this?" Swell was astonished. Just as he was about to activate his authority of knowledge to analyze the "artificial eye," a righteous shout came from a great distance.
"—Hey! Take this!!!"
An unprecedented sense of crisis surged into its heart in an instant. Swell's heart skipped a beat, and the moment it turned its head to look, it immediately realized that something was wrong!
When it sensed the danger, it should have immediately deactivated the Book Leap Technique and returned to the Demon King's Castle. In just a moment of turning its head, the pure light energy locked onto it!
What terrifying skill! Who is it?! Swell was horrified.
It gazed towards the summit of the palace, but could no longer make out the person's features; a dazzling pillar of light shot into the sky! Brilliant, star-like particles of light enveloped the entire palace, then instantly coalesced into an incredibly terrifying storm of light, shattering even the defensive array! The light intertwined, rubbed, collided, and annihilated, then split into even more terrifying energy!
The sword, like a beam of light, pierced through space and slashed directly towards him!
"Victory is certain! Ex-Curry Stick—!!!"
"A legendary sword technique?!" Goosebumps rose on the pages of Swell's book as it sensed the terrifying yet somewhat familiar holy power of light. It had already calculated the source of that astonishing power in its mind:
"——Brave?!"
The thought of death flashed through his mind. Without any will to resist, Swell frantically activated all his magic power and immediately ended the Book Leap Technique!
The obsidian's light was almost an explosion of squeezed potential; Swell's body disintegrated into specks of black light, which vanished into the void along special rules.
But that sword energy of light, almost miraculously, flickered slightly, and its deepest ray of light shot straight into the void like a shooting star, disappearing without a trace—
The remaining, boundless, and unreserved divine sword energy plummeted straight down, striking the God of All Weapons on the ground...
……
A stream of jet-black flames, capable of burning away all souls, continuously erupted from the girl's body and flowed into the Holy Blade of Fire in her hand.
For the first time, magic surged, churned, condensed, and churned within her body, unleashing terrifying power... Grasping Darkfriar, she heard the sound of shattering chains emanating from within her, and Shana's crimson eyes gleamed with dazzling red light!
Night fell straight down, the pitch-black aura extinguishing all life around it. The silence of the wind, the annihilation of light, the wails of the dead, the falling starlight... all transformed into the purest darkness, condensing on the blade!
At this moment, all five senses were lost, power condensed into a singularity, and the crimson girl seemed to be isolated from the entire world, brewing an incomparably profound darkness.
The next moment, they were all ignited by a pair of crimson demonic eyes—
"My name is Shana! The Shakugan no Shana!!!"
Every last bit of magic within her was poured out; her body, devoid of both holy power and magic, was as fragile as an ant. Yet, Shana's eyes shone like the morning star, and her voice burned and pulsed like flames.
"Bound by light and darkness, bearing all sins, severing those suffering endless torment!!!"
"Blacker than black, darker than darkness, let my crimson golden light reside here! Sleeping desires awaken at this moment, the gaze of the abyss crumbles here—betting this darkest slash, all evil will have nowhere to hide under the night!"
Dark power surged into every inch of the mineral, the blade tip hummed violently, and Darkfrey cried out in alarm:
"My lord! The nature of the magic is too violent. If the distance is too great, this strike will dissipate completely before it even hits the demon!!!"
This was the first time Darkfri had ever amplified his magic power so drastically. Just containing this unstable magic power within his body had already pushed Darkfri to his limit... let alone releasing it outwards and hitting the distant demon with such precision.
"Who said... I'm going to cut this blade down?" Shana's tone remained unwavering. The black demonic flames in her hand ignited silently. Shana extended two fingers with her left hand, aiming at the palace walls, while her right hand gripped Darkfrie in a javelin-like motion.
"Darkfrey, do you know what a sword technique that falls from the sky is?"
An intense jolt of force surged from the hilt of the sword, and Darkfrey, as if realizing something, trembled violently in panic: "Could it be, my lord, you intend to..."
The next moment, Shana's actions spoke louder than her answer.
The surging demonic flames completely enveloped the blade, incinerating all the air that blocked its path. Darkfri was enveloped in endless demonic energy, transforming into a terrifying black light, and with Shana's shout, it crashed down like a meteor!
"The Blade Piercing Through Deathly Flames (Explosion!) —!!!"