The Replica Magic Starting from Black Four

Chapter 242 Can I borrow your Demon-Slaying Sword for a moment?
As Nero's hands emitted a pale blue sealing magic, fine blue patterns surged across Richter's body.

Mumu immediately sensed the magic power emanating from Richter, as if he had come to life.

That's right, we should use the word "alive"!

Although Richter's magic power was astonishing, even approaching the realm of magic power, the natural magic power in the air was not active, and could even be described as dormant.

If Richter was a wisp of air before, he has now become the wind!
hum-

Richter's once calm, golden eyes now held a clear light, and a gentle expression appeared on his expressionless face as he looked at Lumiel opposite him.

"Long time no see, thank you, Lumière."

Richter spoke gently.

Lumiel smiled slightly and said in return, "Long time no see, Richter."

boom!boom!
At the same time, amazing waves of magical energy erupted from Lumière and Richter.

A white, boiling ball of magic enveloped the two of them, and even the golden magic that Richter had previously emitted was transformed into a purer white magic!
"Oh my, did we make it this time? That's wonderful!"

“500 years ago, that was a truly sad way to say goodbye.”

The Word-Spell Demon spread out its slender black fingers and let out a mocking laugh, "Then this time, I'll send both of you to the Yellow Springs together."

A flash of white light emanated from Richter, and in an instant, he arrived at the location where Mumu and the others were.

"So fast!"

Asta and Yuno were both taken aback, thinking to themselves.

but.

However, Mumu noticed Richter's movement, but his face didn't show much surprise. Instead, he glanced at the Demon Sword in his hand.

"Lord Richter."

When Patri saw Richter suddenly appear in front of him, he was at a loss and his face was filled with regret.

Richter showed no blame whatsoever, and instead remained gentle.

“My soul watches all this from the depths of chaos. 500 years ago, we lost to the devil’s plan. In despair, in order not to harm the guilty, and in order not to give birth to a deeper despair.”

“It was Lumiel who stopped me. No matter what you look like, it seems there are people who will stop you.”

Richter paused here, his golden pupils sweeping over the three people behind him, and continued with a smile:
“Patley, what you are doing with your sword may be justice to you, but for those you have turned your sword against, it is an absolutely unforgivable sin.”

Richter stepped forward, looked at Patley who had lowered his head, and reached out to pull him into his arms:
“Even if I can’t be forgiven, I still want to tell you that you tried your best, Patley.”

She really is a gentle person.

Yumu calmly watched this scene, at least from the perspective of his own elven people.

The sins of those who died in the battle between the two sides, and of the humans whose souls were sacrificed, are also very real.

The Elves who were wiped out 500 years ago were also victims of the Clover Kingdom's... no, more accurately, the sins of the kingdom's royal family and nobles.

The leaders of both sides from 500 years ago have appeared at this moment, and it is indeed time to settle the grudges and sins between humans and elves.

As for what to think about the jujube tree?
Of course... I watched it standing up.

The only ones who can represent the two races and clear up this misunderstanding are the Elf Chieftain and the First Magic Emperor. If one has to find a fault, then it is all the fault of the Word Demon.

The royal family and nobles of the Clover Kingdom, as well as the elves, have put aside their grudges. He, an ordinary person, has no right to interfere in this matter.

Mogi's gaze remained perfectly calm throughout.

What he needs to do next is his own business!
After comforting Patley, Richter looked up, his golden eyes meeting Yuki's, and asked gently, "Could I borrow your Demon-Slaying Sword for a moment?"

Momo raised an eyebrow, raised her hand, and tossed the Demon-Slaying Sword over. *Thud!*
"Thank you."

Richter reached out and grabbed the Demon Slayer Sword. White magic surged into it, making the already white metallic blade of the Demon Slayer Sword even brighter.

“This sword should have been yours originally, and I also want to see its true power,” Miki said nonchalantly.

As a user of sword magic!
The Demon-Slaying Sword can only unleash its true power in Richter's hands; the increase in Richter's strength from this sword is incomparable to that of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"No, the moment this sword was in your hand, it already belonged to you."

Richter gently shook his head, smiled, and then turned to look at the Word-Power Demon:
"Let's put an end to our 500 years here!"

The Demon of Words looked at the crowd in the distance with great interest, not in a hurry to make a move, like a cat playing with a mouse, adopting a playful attitude.

"That's a really good statement."

"Don't worry, I'll devour all your ridiculous ideas and then end this!"

When the Demon of Words uttered the last word, his voice suddenly turned cold.

Bang!
The large amount of dark blue gel surging on the ground suddenly erupted, forming huge waves that surrounded the people from all directions!

They plan to devour everyone in one fell swoop!

Faced with what lies before them, they find themselves in an inescapable predicament in the blink of an eye.

Before the others could make a move.

boom! boom!
The magic power emanating from Richter and Lumière erupted once again.

"Light Magic Domain - The Holy Light of the Savior!"

"Sword Magic - Unleash a Flash Combo!"

Lumière and Richter simultaneously let out a low shout.

The natural magic that had been lingering in the air suddenly became active, bursting forth with dazzling white light, illuminating the entire hall with its brilliant radiance.

For a moment, everyone was blinded!

Pillars of light, imbued with magical energy, exploded outwards from them!

The white slashes, condensed from magic, were instantly unleashed by Richter in dozens of strikes!
Through breathing, Miki clearly felt that the large amount of dark blue gel that had been surging in from all directions and could devour magic power and magic was instantly cleared away!

The magical attacks unleashed by the two caused the black-blue gel to be completely annihilated before it could even absorb them!
As the dazzling light faded.

Everyone looked shocked when they saw the large amount of gel scattered all around them.

"The level of this light magic far surpasses that of Patri's light magic. And the slash released by the Demon Sword is also far more powerful than usual."

Mogi noticed an astonishing amount of magical power remaining in the air even after the magic ended, and his eyes widened in surprise.

These two are indeed quite extraordinary!

In terms of the attack power just released, it was about the same as Conrad's when he entered the four-element state!

Even if Mochiki defeats Conrad, he still has to admit one thing!
In terms of attack power, he was inferior to Conrad. If it weren't for the power of "penetrating magic" and "chain magic", and even the activation of "fate magic", the outcome would have been uncertain!
To put it harshly.

His playing style is indeed a bit unscrupulous, but that's part of his strength.

Mumu's gaze swept quickly across the shattered black-blue gel in mid-air, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

really.

As long as it's a type of Netherworld magic that can harm demons, the final battle against demons is still a contest of magical power!
(End of this chapter)