Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 535 True God VS Demigod, the End is Also the Beginning!

"Draw your sword, brother."

Allen watched helplessly as Aisha's face cracked and crumbled into powder right before his eyes.

In that instant, he felt a thousand emotions welling up inside him, surging, twisting, tearing, and wailing within him.

His emotions overflowed from his chest and surfaced on his ferocious face.

They seemed to take on concrete shapes, transforming into various colored blocks that flickered and shimmered before Allen's eyes. Ultimately, however, following the surge of emotion, they coalesced into four words before Allen's eyes:

"I will live."

—From a conversation in the rainy night at the Xilong Royal Capital Hotel, from Aisha making a solemn promise to Eren with a forced smile.

Instantly, the almost out-of-control emotions were calmed down, and Allen regained his composure.

Boom! !

In the distance, Alstead flipped and landed on the ground. He looked in Allen's direction with a puzzled expression, as if he couldn't understand why an extra variable had suddenly appeared. What exactly was that silver armor? How could his divine sword be taken away by such a weak suit of armor?
The people around him were terrified. After a moment of stunned silence, they scattered and fled with all their might.

Allen, however, did not look at Alsteid, who was ten meters away.

He didn't even look at the arcs of electricity swirling around him, nor did he look at the divine sword with its hilt pointed at him, as if inviting him to wait for him to grasp it.

He simply glanced to his side.

In my sight, Aisha's body, which I had just blasted away with my breath technique, had just landed.

Immediately, in Eren's constricted pupils, Aisha, who had just landed, let out a shrill wail!
"what!!!!!"

She knelt on the ground, clutching her stomach, curled up in a ball, her muscles tense, her back arched high like a cat's.

It was as if he had just been thrown two meters into the air and fallen, hitting a vital point, leaving his whole body tense and unable to move.

Alster narrowed his eyes, glanced at Aisha, and in a flash returned to Allen, reaching out to grab the blade of the divine sword.

But just as he gripped the blade, the gleaming knife shifted slightly in his sight and leaped out of his hand like a fish.

This sudden change surprised him even more than the silver armor that had just appeared. His burning pupils flashed with clear astonishment, and he turned his head sharply.

A tattered boot is coming right at you!

! ! ! ! Thump! ! ! !

A visible void suddenly exploded in front of the two! A blow that seemed to shatter space itself landed on Alsterd's face!

Alsted was sent flying diagonally upwards by a brutal, superhuman force! He soared into the air!

The wind that was blowing so fiercely that it roared a scorched rut five meters deep and more than ten meters long into the ground!

Swish!

Allen gripped the divine blade, twisting it into a dazzling display of blade flowers. As he dodged Alster's attempt to seize the blade, his right foot, wielding a whip kick, landed steadily on the ground.

Pale white arcs of electricity danced around him, their crackling sounds seeming to tear space apart. They escaped from the vanished magical armor, carrying the divine sword with them, and circled and sang like thousands of birds before Allen.
With a flap of its wings, it plunged its body into Allen's body!
At this moment, Allen truly felt the immense power! He looked at the arcs of electricity seeping into his body and a sudden realization dawned on him:

These arcs are not lightning, they are...
The transformation of the divine jade.

It can restrain and control the divine sword, can blast away Orstide who wields divine power, and can elevate one's own level of life.

The divine jade, symbolizing the source of divine power, melted into the blinding arcs of magical electricity.

What is the rank of Allen's physical body, which is a human born from the god Allen?
The status of deities.

What if Allen's physical body, combined with this divine jade from who-knows-where, the source of divine power, the object left behind by the creator god to demonstrate divine power?
the answer is.
The level of the true God.

*Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!*
With the blessing of the divine jade, Allen's senses expanded, almost spreading to the entire area of ​​Vebon. His thoughts moved at an alarming speed, and in his five senses, the world seemed to have stopped in time!

The only thing that was moving was Alsteid, who was several kilometers away and had already adjusted his landing posture, rushing towards them at high speed!

Allen clenched his fist, feeling the immense power while simultaneously sensing it rapidly slipping away.

The lightning and roars around him grew more rapid, and the power of the divine jade dissipated even faster.

At the same time, the divine jade brought with it an extremely powerful flow of energy, as well as an extremely clear logical ability.

Allen immediately thought of the final battle against the gods in the original work, where he used a divine jade to burn everything he had to seal the gods in the world of nothingness as the first dragon god.

It turned out to be so.

Aisha's magical armor brought the divine orb, which was in a burning state, and merged it into her body.

The Divine Jade itself is not that powerful, capable of pushing its still incompletely fleshed body to the level of a true god.

However, fully activating the Divine Jade and using its power irreversibly makes it very strong.

It was so powerful that it allowed it to see the scenery at the level of gods ahead of time.

Then the question comes
In the future, they will unleash the full power of the Divine Jade, even at the cost of burning their own lives.
who is it?

Allen looked at Alsteed, who had broken the sound barrier.

At this moment, the image reflected in Alsteid's eyes was the shadow of the divine sword he held in his hand. The next instant, Allen sensed Alsteid's intention.

In the midst of the intense crisis, Alstead followed his combat instincts and made the most accurate judgment:
No matter where Allen's inexplicable divine power comes from, as long as he seizes the divine sword and drags the battle into a protracted war, he will still be the winner!
If he wins, all those variables surrounding him, the divine apostle, that are different from those in countless past reincarnations—whether they originate from humans, gods, or others—can be slowly and carefully analyzed before him, now that he has lost his fighting ability, until a result is reached, until a 'future' is revealed.

In this way, no matter what the outcome of this cycle is, he will be able to gain the ability to control variables in the next cycle.

In this case
Allen suddenly raised his hand, extending his index and middle fingers, and wind spikes imbued with divine power shot out from his fingertips! The destructive power was entirely converted into speed, and the continuous wind spikes appeared in front of Alsteed in an instant as soon as they left Allen's fingertips!
The latter, also urging the divine jade within its body, caused the dragon gate of the dragon sculpture to break free from the air and crash into the wind spikes with a bang!
After completely absorbing the spiraling wind magic surrounding the sword aura, Alsted swung his light katana several times with his bare hands, shattering the sword aura, and his figure still managed to move forward.

The cracked gate in front of him blocked his view, but a flash of light appeared in his pupils, and he immediately turned to the left.

at the same time.

The gleaming divine blade sliced ​​through the still-floating fragments of the former Lungmen without any hesitation, and slashed towards Orsteed's face!

The latter's dragon eyes suddenly lit up, and his palm, wrapped in a strong dragon saint battle aura, actually grabbed straight at the blade of the divine sword!
The divine sword, which he could not use often, was stored in an extremely hidden dragon ruin, sealed by the secret magic of the Orsted dragon clan. Whenever he had to use it, he would use a summoning spell to summon the divine sword, and after using it, he would use the summoning spell in reverse to put it back!
In other words, the moment Orsteed touches the divine blade...

The blade will then be summoned!
This was a carefully planned scheme to seize the knife by exploiting an information gap!

Just then, a high-frequency vibrating voice suddenly rang out.

"plucked."

Allen watched as Alstead stared into the burning pupils of the divine sword, his slashing fingers lightly flicking the hilt, which then flipped in the air and slipped from his grasp.

At the same time, he swung his fist, crackling with electricity, and punched Alsteid in the face!
As a Water God-level swordsman, how could the latter not have seen this move before? At this critical moment, he actually clenched his fist in reverse, changed his body position in a strange posture, and slammed it into Allen's fist!
Sparks flew everywhere! They pierced Auersted's face, leaving wounds that healed instantly!
The fighting spirit was blinding, piercing bloody holes in Allen's neck, which healed instantly!
Neither of them could do anything about the other!
A vacuum zone was created in front of the two of them!
Allen caught the falling knife with his backhand and slashed horizontally at Alsterd's waist!
The latter ducked and retreated out of the range of Allen's blade, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, his steps slowed down for a moment. The blade cut a wound on his side that almost severed his waist. The Emperor-level healing spell was cast without incantation, and his muscles instantly stuck together.

Under Allen's intense gaze, Alsted suddenly crouched down, his strength rising, and delivered a knee strike aimed at Allen's waist and abdomen!

It slammed solidly into Allen's abdomen, and the immense impact sent Allen flying into the air.

Alsteed reached out to grab his divine sword, but unexpectedly, while Allen was unsteady, his other hand had somehow condensed into a ball of blazing white flame, which he then flung towards Alsteed's hand.

The latter immediately stopped and snapped his fingers.

"Chaos Demon"

The flame goes out.

Allen's body was thrown into the air!

With a whoosh, the ground within a three-meter radius of where they had just clashed, and even the magic in the air, turned to ashes.

Both of them were masters of the Water God Style, each strike imbued with divine power, aiming to cripple their opponent into incapacitated. Yet, the power they unleashed was always controlled to the 'perfect' degree, leaving the fleeing pedestrians of the surrounding Royal Dragon Kingdom frozen in their original running postures, as if frozen in time.

Alsted looked up, his magic power surging as he prepared to strike Allen, who had been sent flying by his hammer.

Only then did Allen's voice, lingering from the blow that had struck his abdomen, drift into his ears on the violent wind.

"You are indeed powerful, Alsteed. As a god-level master of all three schools of swordsmanship, you know all my moves inside and out, and with the flow of energy from you, you are flawless. But..."

"Have you seen my 'misguided' plan with the Light Blade?"

As the voice fell, in Alstead's pupils, the wind pressure from the knee strike to Allen's waist and abdomen tore his shirt into shreds, his similarly disheveled white hair flying from side to side.

He stood upside down in the air, the powerful air pressure generated by the blowing technique at his feet providing him with a foothold in mid-air.

He gripped the hilt with his backhand and sheathed the divine sword.

The arcs of electricity surrounding Allen's figure emitted a final burst of light, almost obscuring his features.

The next instant, his figure disappeared from Alsteid's sight.

He felt a gust of wind blow past him, and the divine blade swayed leisurely in front of him.

Two bright ribbons of blood stretched out, and Alsted felt a chill on his arms. Then, before his eyes, his hands flew into the air.

Faster than the Blade of Light. An unexpected attack.
Alsteed's pupils constricted, and he suddenly leaned back!

The divine blade grazed his neck! At the same time, Orsteed unleashed the magic power he had just accumulated!
!!!boom!!!

A fierce cloud of dust billowed up, spreading for ten meters in radius, layer upon layer of former Lungmen relentlessly piling up around Alsted. At the same time, before his wrist hit the ground, he precisely placed his severed wrist against the detached hand's cut, casting an Emperor-level healing spell that instantly removed the blood. Alsted reattached his hand.

At the same time, he suddenly looked up and saw that his front gate had not yet collapsed, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Such a good opportunity to attack, why didn't they use their divine blade to strike?

why?
Just then, a lazy voice came from outside the Dragon Gate:

"Even though I was mentally prepared, it still hurts so much, brother. Can you comfort me? See, I've already tried my best."

"."

The former Longmen turned to ashes in front of Orsteed, who looked up at the source of the sound.

Allen Boreas Greirat, whose electric arcs had diminished by more than half, was now standing on the steps of the Millis Gate, several dozen meters away.

In front of him, Aisha Notos Greirat, who had been curled up on the ground unable to move just moments before, was now lying on her back, face up.
In the distance, Allen watched Aisha with a tense expression.

Around the latter, layers of eerie smoke and dust moved on the ground without wind, rising, floating, and slowly rotating.

It transformed into a gray planetary ring, floating around Aisha.

Seeing this, and feeling his divine power rapidly draining from his body, Allen quickly asked, "Is there another trick up your sleeve?"

Aisha was sweating profusely, her hair soaked with cold sweat. She blinked her green eyes and looked up at Ellen. Suddenly, she smiled and reached out to touch the dust that was flying towards her face.

Wisps of smoke greedily seeped into Aisha's pores.

Black pupils and green pupils reflected each other's faces.

Their gazes met, transcending time, flowing backward against the river:

Crossing the ruins of the royal palace

—During the audience with the King of Long Kingdom, they exchanged a knowing smile before the chessboard.

Crossing the undulating mountains

—On a rainy night in Xilong, they exchanged tentative, intense glances at each other by the window.

Traversing the deep, dense forest

—A field of stubble without ears of grain, a reunion gazed upon through the mist.

The distance across mountains and sea
—A fleeting glimpse of Flowfall City across the waterway before the Great Migration.

Arriving at the window of the village of Bouyena
—On the way to the capital, I turned back to see the surprised look in your eyes as you entered through the broken window.

Finally, persistently going against the current, we arrived at the starting point:

That was a snowy night in the village of Buena:

"Wow. Wow."

"It's born! It's born! Thank you so much, Ms. Lilia! Oh! It's a girl!! My lord!"

"Hey, Noda, bring her out so I can see her!"

"Wait, let me find a cloth to wrap myself in."

"Wow wow wow wow!!!"

"I'm Daddy, hey, don't cry, I'm Daddy, Aisha, haha, don't cry. Uh... why are you crying even harder?"

"Really? Let me see."

"Hmm? Why did you suddenly stop crying? I was a little frustrated. Look, this child grabbed Allen's hand first. What's the logic behind that?"

At that moment, snow was falling under the moon.

A soul from the future traversed the distance of time and space and entered his body.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and even though her vision was still blurry, she accurately located the familiar voice and the finger that was reaching out to tease her.

At this moment, the ground is ablaze with rosy clouds.

Before the Temple of Milis in the Kingdom of Wanglong, amidst the dramatic changes, the vision was no longer blurred, and Allen's appearance could be seen at a glance.

The surrounding smoke and dust had vanished without a trace; the moment they touched Aisha's palm, they were absorbed into her body.

An annihilated shell, searching for a soul.

The will of the world calibrates and corrects, subtracting the superfluous and filling in the missing.

then.

Traces covered traces, ruts overlapped ruts, and streams merged into streams.

Aisha, to become Aisha.

The graceful woman, who had turned her long black and white dress into a short skirt, got up from the ground in a rather unladylike manner and then lazily stretched.

She had a great figure, which her short skirt couldn't hide, and her bones crackled and popped.

Her long, fiery red hair cascaded down, swaying in the wind and reaching her waist.

Standing beside Aisha, who had suddenly grown into a strong adult, Allen glanced at her face and seemed to see that ugly scar again.

But in the blink of an eye, this illusion vanished.

—Her cheeks were only smudged with some dust, and the protruding tip of the divine sword was not on her abdomen.

With a clang, the divine power within Allen's body dissipated without a trace. Unable to control the divine blade, it slipped from his hand, fell to the ground, and vanished instantly.

Allen shifted his gaze from Aisha to Alsteed in the distance.

Strangely, ever since Aisha began absorbing her own corpse, the other party has remained motionless, sitting with his head down and his eyes closed, as if he were thinking about something.

It seems like it is.
go to bed?

Just then, Aisha hopped over to Eren's side. Her deep green eyes widened, and she reached out and touched her head to measure Eren's collarbone. Only then did a satisfied smile appear on her beautiful face.

She then took two steps forward, her hands behind her back and her skirt swaying, and walked to the entrance of the Temple of Milis. She looked around, her eyes lit up, and she picked something up from the ground.

Allen turned to look.

It was a tetrahedral shrunken crystal.

The grooves of the magic circle can still be faintly seen on top.

It is the crystallization of Dragon Saint's battle qi.

No, to be precise, it is the Dragon Saint Battle Qi Crystal engraved with the Reincarnation Secret Technique, the Dragon Saint Battle Qi Crystal within the body of the future, already deceased self.

It flickered in Allen's field of vision.

Aisha hid the object she'd dug out of Eren's grave behind her back, her eyes narrowing into crescents as she came into Eren's view. She tilted her head and smiled, saying:
"Brother, guess what my next move is?"

The voice no longer had a childish quality.

His voice was slightly hoarse and somewhat deep.

It sounded like the hissing of silk fabric rubbing against sandalwood, or like the baking sound of rain and mist that had lingered on a mountain peak all night being baked by the morning sun.

Her maturity was so striking that Allen found it difficult to adapt for a while:

He looked away, focusing only on Alsteid in the distance:

"I don't know, but there's no chance to regret it now. The divine jade you brought me has been used up. However, it seems that the other party has calmed down and can communicate normally."

Aisha chuckled and brushed her slightly overgrown bangs behind her forehead.

The smile vanished from her face, and she turned to look at Alsteed from afar.

next moment.

Alsted woke up, took a long, hissing breath, and opened his eyes.

The dragon's fiery eyes looked at the two of them.

Alan's back muscles tensed for a moment, but then he heard Aisha wave her hand beside him: "Long time no see, how are you feeling, Alsteed?"

Alster glanced at Aisha before eagerly shifting his gaze to Eren's face, revealing a bizarre smile that sent a chill down Eren's spine.

他 说:

“'Long time no see,' Aisha Notos Grerat.”

"Long time no see," said Allen Boreas Greirat.

(End of this chapter)