The other Hell Knights were not much better.

Although the Moonlight Sword was a powerful magical weapon, it was impossible for it to be immune to the effects of the anti-magic field - at this moment, they were essentially unarmed.

"Get out of the way! Want to go to the River Styx now!?"

Now, the Companion Sun still exists, and the Hell Knights who die in battle will immediately fall into the River Styx.

"Ha." Asur, riding on Pegasus, stood above everyone and laughed loudly. "If I let you successfully return to Hell, wouldn't the result be the same?"

"Then go to die!"

Asul restrained his smile.

He, and the combined power of Pegasus, were no match for Zariel.

It's just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

However, he still resolutely clamped his grip on the horse's belly and whispered, "...Partner, if I can make it back alive today, I will call you out again."

A paladin's mount is a projection of a celestial being; even if they dissipate upon the material plane, they never truly die.

——But the holy warrior himself does not have this treatment.

The Pegasus neighed and spread its wings.

Zariel could circumvent the obstruction of ordinary Hell Knights, but he could no longer easily avoid the Pegasus with a wingspan of several meters.

She was too lazy to hide anymore.

She had already seen that the Forsaken had finally descended from the sky out of concern for the safety of Emiya and the others, forming another line of defense.

The posture perfectly matched Zariel's understanding of a traditional Seraph.

However, the Forsaken wore not the traditional loose-fitting robes, but rather the typical loose-fitting attire of a mage. It was somewhat out of place for him to participate in a melee with such attire.

——No matter what, this is her last chance. If she gets stopped here...

Zariel would have had to commit suicide immediately.

************************

Metatron landed in front of Emya and the others like a meteor, and up ahead, Zariel had already collided with Pegasus and casually smashed Asur to the ground like garbage.

In this brief gap, Emilia took the longbow and an ordinary arrow thrown by her teacher from her hands.

Silver sighed and with a tap on Emiya's waist, his body expanded to the same height as Metatron at the moment.

Everything went according to plan.

Emilia really wanted to ask her teacher - was she afraid of the anti-magic field?

But now is not the time.

Asur's Pegasus was instantly smashed into pieces by the giant hammer, turning into tiny specks of light that scattered across the ground. After the impact, Asur plummeted to the ground, narrowly caught by the Hell Knights.

Between Zariel and Emiya, only Metatron was left this time.

Without any hesitation, Zariel swung his hammer like a meteor.

Metatron simply examined the scars all over Zariel's body and nodded as if to confirm.

She said, "...Mordenkainen's Sundering!"

The invincible anti-magic field finally met its only opponent.

The disintegration technique instantly stripped off the anti-magic field on Zariel's body, along with his armor, weapons, and even the dimensional hole he carried with him.

The Devil Grand Duke's treasury gushed out from the dimensional hole like a waterfall, and then, these countless treasures that could be exchanged for several cities were ruthlessly turned into scrap metal by the Disintegration Technique. Even the potions in them lost their color and turned into transparent water.

—However, Zariel's hammer managed to remain unharmed.

This time, the hammer encountered no obstacles.

It brought with it a dull gust of wind and the raging fire of hell, roaring and branding Metatron's chest with a devastating blow.

Metatron stumbled back a few steps, but smiled. "Zariel, I sincerely suggest you take another look at your companion."

"Humph."

This method of attracting attention is a bit too cheap.

Companion Sun is Bayer's masterpiece and is almost indestructible.

Even the Disintegration Spell was powerless against the Companion Sun—the only legitimate way to unlock it was with the adamantine magic key forged by Bile himself. And the only way to break the Companion Sun was with the weapon of its master, Zariel.

The Sword of the Fearless could, but it had been destroyed by Zariel himself.

The remaining weapons are now in Zariel's hands. If you want to get them, you have to snatch them from Zariel.

However, thanks to her giant transformation technique, Amya was now as tall as Zariel. Zariel could not help but see the bow deforming under the force of Amya's hand. Embedded in the bowstring was an ordinary arrow.

Before Zariel could react, the arrow had already left the bow.

Did he miss the shot?

Archery is an extremely sophisticated skill, and it is not surprising that one may make mistakes when excited and nervous.

Zariel knew that now was not the time to be distracted, but she still realized that there was something very wrong with the arrow.

However, she immediately discovered that there were still so many things that were wrong in this world.

Zariel saw with her own eyes that Metatron silently raised a weapon that could never, should never be there, between her and Zariel.

She was very familiar with that sword.

Its name was the Fearless. It had been with her all the time, day and night.

"...This is impossible!!!" Even though Zariel knew that every second counted, her eyes were still bloodshot. "Just now, I destroyed it with my own hands!"

"That's not necessarily true." Metatron said word by word, "Why don't you guess why I asked you to turn back just now?"

"what?"

Then, Metatron snapped his fingers.

The magic on the arrow quietly dissipated, revealing its original appearance.

——A huge sky-blue sword that is two meters long.

It's called the Fearless.

In a short period of time, three of his swords appeared, and Zariel's brain almost crashed.

But then, Zariel realized something even more sinister.

Companion day!

The sky-blue giant sword whistled in the air.

Also wailing was Banri himself, who was stabbed by the giant sword.

The sphere, which had been worshipped by the people of Eltoril for decades, shook heavily.

"Click it."

There was a shattering sound at the place where it was stabbed, and fine cracks spread to every corner of the sphere in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the light that was once absorbed by the companion sun began to slowly overflow from the companion sun like water flowing in an old dam.

First, a subtle light slowly seeped out, outlining the shape of the Companion Sun, which had been submerged in darkness. Then, more and more light gushed out from the Companion Sun like a torrent.

Finally, accompanied by a sound like breaking glass, the companion sun suspended high in the sky completely lost its buoyancy, and the huge sphere completely shattered into countless irregular metal blocks.

In the center of the sphere was a woman with ragged clothes and bronze skin, looking so emaciated that she was almost a skeleton.

The feathers on her wings were almost completely stripped off.

She fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and the nearby Hell Knight Mage finally caught up in time and rescued her.

But what shocked Zariel even more was another thing. The question was, how did these outsiders know how to destroy Banri?

They seemed to have been preparing for this moment from the beginning, and they didn't even do anything tentative with Banri, but instead rushed towards the correct answer from the beginning.

As for who had betrayed the information? Zariel didn't even have to guess.

Bayer——!!!

"Zariel, don't be distracted on the battlefield." Just at this moment, Metatron said indifferently.

The price of Zariel's distraction was a horrific sword wound on his abdomen that was so deep that the bone was visible.

The Dauntless was furious.

Even though it was Zariel that was struck, it showed no mercy.

But Zariel covered his abdomen and became completely awake.

She raised the hammer again, aiming it at her own head. "Today, you are stronger. But perhaps in a few years, perhaps decades, we will meet again."

Even though Metatron was right in front of her, he was too late to stop Zariel from killing himself.

The premise is that Metatron is not a wizard.

"...chain triggering technique."

Metatron said coldly.

An ivory statue around her waist suddenly shattered.

Seven rainbow-like rays burst out in front of Metatron, bombarding Zariel. Then, a loud bang like thunder suddenly exploded in Zariel's mind, freezing her in place.

Laws and decrees, deterrence.

Then, Zariel's body began to crackle, and in an instant it turned into a whole rock.

Law and Order: Petrification.

The command series of spells are always the most suitable spells to be the last straw.

boom.

Zariel's body transformed into a statue that fell heavily to the ground, like a hammer hitting everyone's heart.

O'N'Dell, a young priest in the Church of Amaunator, blinked and murmured, "We're still alive? We're saved? We succeeded?"

The Hell Knights stared blankly at the statue of Zariel's body, their mouths wide open, unable to believe their eyes.

Even Yin hesitated at this moment: "It succeeded... It actually succeeded. I wasn't very optimistic at first."

Mars finally felt relieved, no longer having to force himself to stand, and sank to the ground. Elastrid also weakly supported her shield, barely standing, but her face was flushed with excitement.

Sig blinked and finally laughed: "Emmya, did you see that? We succeeded!"

She suddenly grabbed Emilia's sleeve and shook her almost crazily: "We captured that Grand Duke Avernus alive..."

"We captured that arrogant Zariel, who was supposed to exist only in legends!"

81 Baier's new job

The war is over.

This war started for no reason and ended in a shocking way.

Even the aftermath was enough to teleport from the material plane all the way to Hell.

Mr. Bayer, one of the participants in this battle, finally waited for the moment when his room was opened after several days of house arrest.

It should be said that the visitor this time was important enough that even before the door was opened, the visitor's words alone made Bayer's heart sink to the bottom of hell.

"Sir Bayer, are you used to living in the cold Carnia?"

Kania, the eighth layer of hell.

The master of this level of hell is one of the most powerful and cunning among the devil dukes.

—Mephistopheles.

Bayer couldn't move, his body already frozen solid to the wall. When asked, he could only reply, "You're kidding. I used to work in Kania, too."

"Ah, I almost forgot about that. After all, you looked more oppressive as the former Grand Duke of Avernus," said Mephistopheles.

"You're joking again," Bayer replied. "I'm no longer Grand Duke Avernus."

"Perhaps soon."

"You're joking," Bayer said calmly. "Your words are too heavy for a subordinate of Grand Duke Zariel."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like