Chapter 308: 308 37th letter of intent

Kalia's bright silver hair bounces and drives her petite body. In both hands, she holds up a large black and scarlet sword.

There is nothing complicated about what she does, just the same as always. That's exactly what I've been doing since I was a child, swinging my sword over and over again, thousands of times, tens of thousands of times. That's all. As far as Kalia is concerned, not even a single mistake can happen there.

The flowing line, which can now be called a masterpiece, is drawn in the hollow. At the same time, the myth of the giants was swept away.

It was aimed at the hostile saint. To swallow the threat that called itself a spirit. The gold opened its eyes.

Shiro and scarlet mingled in a glow that devoured the great temple in an instant. My vision is covered and my throat is forced in by the wild wind pressure. It was more than a human could bear.

The stone slabs of the Great Temple creaked slightly, as if unable to withstand the violent force of the flash and wind pressure.

At some point, the creaking turned into moans, the moans into screams, and finally the screams turned into sounds of disintegration. The stone slabs cracked and distorted cracks appeared on the pillars.

There's nothing strange about that. In a way, it's natural.

The swing wielded by Caria was a myth of giants. A Titan is a term for one who brings catastrophic destruction.

So if a part of that power is used in the bed of his king of all people. The result will be nothing but absolute destruction.

The great temple, which has stood the test of time since ancient times, shudders as if it has finally done its job. The sand was swept away, and pebbles wriggled in the air, trembling.

--Then, at some point, a fatal sound was heard. The sound of the great bones that had held up the great temple, their centers shattering.

The sudden and complete collapse began. Something that seemed stupefying, even against the weight of history.

As if celebrating the awakening of a new Titan. And as if mourning the disappearance of the Titans of old. The Great Temple is disappearing.

The vices, the saints, and the giants. Regardless of any of them, the collapse swallowed them all. As if to say it was a baptism for a new step.

At some point, the Great Temple melted into the dead snow and disappeared into the white. Slowly, it stopped its long walk and fell asleep.

It was as if to say that one of the old times was over.

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The golden eyes twinkled as they stomped on the piles of dead snow and looked down on the Great Temple, which was now rubble. His lips flickered as if he were dancing.

"It's awful. It's staggering.

Muttering, Altius shrugged. The smell of sand and dust from the fragments of the Great Temple assaulted his nostrils.

Looking around the sky, he squinted his eyes as if searching for something. The villainous Lugis, as well as the person who created this mess, Kalia-Bardnick, were nowhere to be seen.

He has fled. Altius had no choice but to lower his gaze.

Of course, he could have been caught in the collapsing Great Temple and died, spewing his guts out like a crushed frog.

Altius denied it in his heart, brushing the dust from his hair with his fingertips. No, they won't die this way.

The reason is simple. I don't know if it's the Owl spinning its fingertips or some other factor. Whatever it is, they made the giant Flimsulat rise to his waist. They even made it disappear.

So it can't die.

Fate is not something to be taken lightly. The world is not so kind as to let you die so easily after annihilating a great demon. When they die, they deserve an end.

"Alueno. I think I understand at least a little bit of what you're saying. Just a little bit.

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Altius said, tracing his lips with his finger as if talking to his own body. It wasn't a very emotional statement, but it was a very emotional statement for Altius.

Perhaps it was because he and Alueno were getting closer little by little. Altius felt that the human emotions that should have disappeared were now slightly embraced in his heart.

Complete assimilation was already in sight. Normally, he should just take his time and spin the thread. It would be the least dangerous.

Only then will Alueno's limbs become the body of the Holy Spirit, and Altius' incarnation will be complete.

--And then the original will finally return to us.

I thought that would be the best course of action, but... Altius let out a white breath and shook his shoulders.

I can't say that. Apparently, it was not a good idea to give them too much time.

At this point, Altius had a change of heart. It was about Lugis and heraldry.

In the past, Lugis, and even the heraldry, was not too insignificant.

In fact, even now, although the heraldry has begun to expand its power, it is still a weak beast that has only bared its fangs a little. It is an existence that can be blown away with a breath of air from the giant beast that is the Great Sacred Church created by Altius.

The flag is flying high, but somewhere along the line it will be chewed up and its existence will be erased.

Yes, at least in this world, everyone understands and recognizes that. Perhaps even the heraldic saint Mattia.

That's why. Altius changed his mind. His cheeks fluttered.

Today, Altius was originally going to settle everything right here. The great hero, the saint Alueno, Altius' beloved children, and the fool Lugis.

The stage where all of them are gathered is the appropriate place for the end. Lugis should have been defeated by the Great Hero, and all the beloved children should have been entangled in his hands.

But for whatever reason, he survived. Not only that, he even managed to fight the great hero.

Impossible. It's impossible. At least it was supposed to be. So today, the impossible has become possible.

Originally, only a brave man favored by the gods or a hero born of fate's choice could make the impossible possible. But Lugis, an ordinary man, has no such thing.

He is a nobody, and he cannot be chosen by anything. So the only way to describe what happened today is...

--Yes, a miracle.

The one who is Lugis was not chosen by anything, but he chose the miracle of fate of his own free will. He sorted out the causes and effects, stepped over the events, and grabbed it after behaving in a way that could be considered bad.

Altius had seen such a man once. He made you think that it was all in your hands, but before you knew it, it rolled out of your hands and finally sunk its fangs into you.

Let's change our perception and understanding. If you call yourself a divine spirit, all wrongs must be righted.

As if to tell the world, Altius speaks. Beyond his words, there is no one.

The soul and body of the great hero are here, and the knight of honor is still alive. But the time for leisurely waiting is over.

A firm hand will not be enough to clench that heart. Sometimes you have to make a move that you know will hurt.

Altius made the decision very easily.

It should have happened after the Gospel War was over. Altius' lips rippled as he said this. He could see that Arueno had a sort of smile on his face.

--Well, big bad. If you perform miracles, I'll paint over even that. For the sake of my saint's peace, bend the knee as much as you can.

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