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Chapter 540 How can we hand over Earth to you heartless bastards?

The fist delivered an unusually crisp touch, and a sensation of piercing through something.

"————"

Yuuki Yuna stared upwards, knowing that the attack, infused with her entire being and spirit, had worked.

With a "crack" sound, she saw the existence before her gradually disintegrate... The gods, those enormous beings, slowly disappeared into the air like a sandcastle collapsing.

She watched all this, feeling her body slowly falling, plummeting into the flames that engulfed the world.

Although she still had a great deal of energy in her body, she was too weak to move. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that her comrades who had fought alongside her were also falling uncontrollably from the starry sky, their minds relaxed.

Faced with the unreasonable, the principles of nature, fate, the pinnacle, and the gods, humanity's obsessions were truly revealed to them.

If that's the case... well, consider it revenge against the unreasonable "god"... right? So tired, I just want to rest—

Fate will never allow this moment of peace.

With just one glance, the girl's gaze seemed to catch a fleeting glimpse of crimson starlight, and then, through the starlight, it touched the scattered fragments.

All the fragments are slowly but surely being restored, while the core continues to coalesce, as if in a constant cycle of birth and death, illustrating the truth of the world…

In an instant, it felt as if her heart had been pierced and torn apart. She desperately tried to suppress her cries, and she seemed to hear the sneer of the gods.

On their chests, flame-shaped marks reappeared once more, a cursed mark cast by the gods, signifying that their souls would once again be controlled by the heavens.

"The so-called gods are always so unreasonable. Trying to defeat them is an impossible task for humankind."

A matter of course fact.

No matter how close one gets to a god, one is still not a god; no matter how much one imitates the nature of divine power, it is not the true power of a god. The limit of a mortal is only that of a mortal.

Perhaps in terms of sheer energy level, she could already contend with the gods, but this universe is, after all, a fiery universe created by the gods, who are the embodiment of rules and natural law.

Can the power granted by any "outer gods" or "evil gods" in this universe truly defeat these "gods" who occupy the world and manipulate everything?

Rather than saying they were shattered by her fist, it would be more accurate to say they deliberately abandoned their defenses and scattered on their own.

Even though the fully restored [God] has no eyes, Yuna feels that it is watching her and mocking her.

"All the light of day is an enemy."

Amidst the roaring crimson flames and the sneer echoing in their minds, the heroes wore expressions of embarrassment. As their physical strength reached its limit, the hands holding their weapons were about to lose their power.

This continued until the girls' hearts succumbed.

No one is allowed to return alive.

Because they are gods, they are the representatives of this universe, which is the reason for being classified as "god-level." This hell, which embodies irrationality and injustice, naturally continues to exist.

"Ughhhhhhhh!!"

Her vision turned blood red, and she could see no other colors. Her body felt as heavy as lead, and her consciousness was almost merging into the night sky, but Yuuki Yuna still stared at the death before her.

He glared angrily at the mockery of the gods.

She didn't know if she was crying or laughing, or what her expression was, but she knew that all she wanted was to shatter them all, reduce them to fragments, and scatter them everywhere, to obliterate, kill, and obliterate them until they were nothing!

Her overused body groaned, every part of her screaming for her to stop. With the resolve to die, the girl clenched her fist again, and the illusory cherry blossoms bloomed behind her once more. The excessively intense energy vibrations resembled endless, crystal-clear, and sacred petals dancing in the air, even causing spatial tremors.

Has all the blood flowing from your body been drained?

No.

Have all the tears that flowed from your eyes been shed?
No.

What happened to the courage that had once vanished from my heart?
This is inexhaustible and can be used without limit.

Just thinking about those figures makes courage surge naturally.

So what?!

"I can't fall! I'll fight again! How can I lose to you heartless bastards?!"

But before she could risk her life, a hand gently rested on her shoulder—it was a comrade who had crossed the battlefield and caught up from behind.

"Yuna-chan...you did a great job, but you probably forgot one thing—"

That gentle yet powerful voice resounded directly in Yuuki Yuna's mind, dispelling all the lingering mockery and incredibly calming her heart instantly.

His golden eyes gazed up at the sky, his slightly curly short hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes flashed with divine light as he opened and closed them. In his every move, there was a hint of terrifying majesty.

Its entire body radiates a light golden brilliance, like steel that has been forged in a blast furnace and had its impurities removed, as beautiful as a polished stone.

Hibiki Tachibana gave Yuna a gentle smile and reached out to wipe away her blood and tears.

"—Dealing with them isn't just your responsibility; I won't let them get away with it either!"

Behind her, from behind her golden-white battle armor, a pair of wings extended from her slender waist, fluttering slowly on either side of her petite body, shimmering and dazzling, like clouds hanging from the sky, and boundless golden flames.

Her wings, like those of a phoenix, each feather burning with fierce fighting spirit, made her seem like a blazing fire in the starry sky, a sun brighter than any sea of ​​fire.

The surging energy that erupted and spread like a tidal wave was a power that rivaled even the bravest warriors, a power capable of confronting the gods, reaching the level of a "miracle." And along with it appeared…

singing.

Behind her were the other Symphogear wearers, radiating equal power. Their bodies were enveloped in five-colored divine light, their wings were dazzlingly beautiful, and a kind of divinity surrounded them, scattering outwards like a prism and releasing a brilliance that could overwhelm the stars.

The girls are singing.

The rhythm, beat, and melody all reflect their inner thoughts, until the very end, when they sing out their resolve, giving them the strength to win this battle.

Is it a blessing or a curse? Is it a move that brings the dead back to life?
There's no need to hesitate or waver.

"————" Yuuki Yuna exhaled a breath and grabbed the wings that were reaching out to her before stepping into the abyss.

I will never forget this scene.

Cherry blossom petals fell like snowflakes, the song of the phoenix echoed in the starry sky, the gods' offensive resumed, and the battle continued.

"This is the story of brave warriors who risked their lives in a war that determined the fate of the world."

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Although the Linker, which can increase the coefficient, has been used in advance, there is a limit to how much the drug can increase the coefficient.

For immature Symphogear users like Xiaoqiege and Yuedu Diao, even if they desperately increased their output, they were still so fragile that even a swarm of stardust could cause fatal damage, and they might not even be able to cope with a single constellation.

The amount of phonic gain used corresponds to the amount of backfire (which can be understood as forces acting in pairs). The higher the adaptability coefficient, the less backfire there is. So, what usually limits the output of gear users is not that the gear itself is not powerful enough, but that the gear user cannot handle too much backfire.

To put it bluntly, it's just 'too weak'.

Even if they wanted to help, they didn't have the overwhelming strength of the Four Brothers of the North Star, who could challenge the "Heaven" with their fists. Apart from using their canes to manipulate "noise" to share the pressure, what was the point of their coming here?

There is only one answer——

"XD Mode (X-Drive, restrictions removed)"

Symphogear's hidden final battle capabilities are also a symbol of "miracles".

In this state, all 316,557,220 locks can be unlocked, and the wearer's Symphogear combat power will increase dramatically, skill destructive power will be greatly enhanced, and physical abilities will be elevated to an unbelievable level.

If we could awaken it, perhaps we could intervene in that most dangerous battlefield.

However, the activation conditions for XD mode are extremely demanding. With nine players present, it requires the Phonic Gain generated by approximately 10 billion people. It is practically impossible to activate under normal circumstances. Therefore, although it is a killer feature, it is generally unusable, and its activation itself is a miracle.

How can miracles be achieved?
Even before the world was destroyed, it only had a population of a million. Even if everyone sang together, it wouldn't be enough to activate the final battle mode, let alone with just the nine Symphogear users.

Although the performers themselves can generate high-quality Phonic Gain through chorus and resonance, it is still difficult to reach the point of activating X-Drive mode, at least not for them now.

However, there are people here who can do it—

The world suddenly shook.

Whistling and singing sounds.

That was the breath of sound.

The enormous harp rang out for the first time in this world, its magnificent sound soaring into the sky like crashing waves, shattering countless stardust.

【Jianqin】—The harp of Dagda, the god in Celtic mythology, whose power can manipulate the changing of the seasons. The Faust Robe, which was created after being activated by Carol's alchemy, possesses the power of the four elements.

『──Miracles are killed by miraculous vows, (I vow to kill all miracles)──」

The zither, which is itself a musical instrument, extracts power by burning brain electrical signals that are equivalent to memories. The output of the holy relic, which is forcibly activated, is equivalent to the intensity of the swan song released by the players, no... it should far exceed it.

『——Thinking out the fine dust and burning it out, (mere memories burn until no embers remain)…』

The purple crown-like headdress is inlaid with four rhombus-shaped gemstones representing earth, fire, water, and wind.

The beautiful blonde girl, as flawless as a fairy, transformed from naive to mature in an instant. Her lips parted slightly, and her voice, filled with murderous intent, suddenly pierced through the noise and spread like a tide.

The deep-colored armor clung to her snow-white skin, her fair and radiant profile contrasting with her magnificent robes, exuding an eerie aura. Her gaze was cold and arrogant, carrying an overbearing presence that looked down upon the world.

The delicate strings of the harp were plucked by nimble fingers, and the fourteen alchemical arrays lit up one by one.

But similarly, every word and every note that flowed from those lips and teeth was a world-destroying song, a pure and unreserved expression of hatred for this world, carrying a strong sense of madness, a song only suitable for one person to sing alone.

Endless divine radiance erupted, transforming into an energy storm that trembled the heavens and the void, as if billions of units of force were pressing down. Golden particles danced and scattered like shooting stars in the night sky. The rain of light seemed to be attracted by something, disappearing into the bodies of the Symphogear wearers.

The Phonic Gain generated by their almost tangible singing was absorbed by them, and the seams of their suits made a "crackling" sound. Unable to withstand the overwhelming energy, the armor began to crack.

Once again, a thunderous roar erupted, accompanied by a myriad of rays of light and auspicious colors. The deafening rumble was a testament to the ongoing transformation of their divine armor, a moment unlike any other in the past.

((what happens…))
(What's going on?!)
In the next instant, for reasons unknown, everyone suddenly awakened an ability that resembled a psychic power. Everyone was suddenly able to connect mentally with their companions, communicating with each other through telepathy without speaking.

((Hmm, this feeling?))
With their hearts connected and understanding each other, they formed a spiritual network, and the girls' strength and intellect began to coalesce, as if they had always been one.

(I feel my body swelling up————)
(Although I don't understand, such powerful death...)
(If it were now, it seems like anything could be done!)
He felt a powerful sensation throughout his body, as if he were about to ascend to immortality.

They felt an unprecedented sense of omnipotence, with output capabilities far exceeding those of losing control of their swords. Minor injuries were healed, their spirits were incredibly fulfilled, and their physical abilities reached a peak. Coupled with increased concentration, they felt they could do anything.

The "Song of Destruction" offered to the girls in a world that had already been destroyed by the "Miracle Killer" enabled them to begin their "miraculous" journey.

Energy formed angel-like wings behind the girls, and the waves emanating from their songs overlapped, gradually increasing the colors.

……

I clearly don't want to sing.

But the singing that welled up from within couldn't be stopped.

All by herself, she was able to awaken Symphogear's final battle function. This was the swan song of Carol, the "most vicious and evil alchemist"!
"My singing voice possesses a phonic gain that surpasses the best of billions!"

The harp vanished. The magic circle collapsed. The alchemist's body shattered into particles, and before her consciousness dissolved into the white light... she, as always, revealed a mocking, wicked smile to the heavens.

"How can we hand over the Earth to these heartless bastards! Hibiki Tachibana, go and kill them!"

"yes!"

however…

At that very moment, she heard a voice that was different from her own.

More and more songs, almost like shouts, like venting, like roars, came from beyond the world.

(End of this chapter)