We devoted ourselves to the Supreme God, to humanity, sacrificing everything for them.
Is this the reward we receive?
What did we do wrong?
There wasn’t a day when we didn’t think about how things could have turned out differently.
Should we have not cooperated in the first place?
Wouldn’t it have been better to pretend ignorance from the start?
No, no matter how we struggled, it was apparent that we would ultimately be feared.
We were just young back then, too ignorant of everything.
The four gods despaired.
At the fact that we were abandoned.
At the outcome of being betrayed.
And that’s why, what we have to do from now on became clear on its own.
We shall destroy the world created by the gods.
This is the ultimate harassment.
Since our existence will disappear anyway, even if we succeed, we must make a spectacular end.
We shall destroy the lives formed over this millennium.
It is something only we, who descended to the mortal realm, can do, and the gods cannot reach this far.
It took a considerable amount of time to escape from that space, but we achieved results.
By allowing souls from a different world to infiltrate this world and bestowing them with a tiny fraction of our power, we gained the ability to interfere in the world.
Escaping from this space required a certain method, but we managed to overcome it somehow.
Just that alone took five hundred years.
We failed the previous time, but based on that failure, we succeeded five hundred years later.
And yet, this current situation.
Just when we finally managed to escape, they are now exposed to a life-threatening crisis.
If I don’t survive, our objective cannot be achieved.
Those three subordinates, using the power of me, the voices of Heaven, have increased their strength.
It is inevitable that they will greatly weaken if I am gone.
So, I had to stay alive.
Even if I couldn’t fight, I had to continue to exist.
“I won’t let you escape.”
“Aggh!?”
Viscous liquid oozed from the ground, turning into numerous needle-like objects that impaled me, the voices of Heaven.
I was completely immobilized and unable to escape.
I tried to use my skills somehow, but for now, it took all my effort just to maintain this form.
The slimy, viscous liquid formed the shape of a hand.
Then, a body was formed, slowly standing up and glaring at me, the voices of Heaven.
“You damn devil!!!!”
“I was buried underground by the voice of the land. I’ve been waiting for this moment. It’s the end for you, voices of Heaven.”
Iubora.
A devil with a slimy, viscous body that can transform his physical form at will.
Mind control is just an additional ability.
His true power lies here.
He transformed his arm into a massive blade, aiming for my throat.
With such a weakened state, even a mid-level devil like Iubora could easily defeat me.
The fact that I couldn’t break free from his restraints gave him absolute confidence.
“Farewell.”
“You mother fu-…AAAAAAAHHHH!!!”
Thud!!
“…ngha?”
Iubora’s arm was gone.
As he tried to figure out what happened, his body crushed.
The viscous liquid scattered around me, being consumed by the ground.
“C’mon…. Asa. What’s with that face of yours…? As a leader, be more composed.”
“…Shut it-… help me…”
The voice of the land, by using bare hands, destroyed Iubora’s restraints.