An ordinary profession creates the world's strongest

"That's right, everything is my plaything, Anomaly."

Ehidrujuye snapped his fingers again, an ominous sound he had made many times since the beginning of the war.

As expected, the gradually dissipating blue flames began to stir like a living being, quickly penetrating the interiors of the four cross-area cannons. Then—

“Ah!”

Hajime let out a short wail, and at the same time, the four cross-area cannons erupted with intense flames.

The remaining flames of the "Divine Flame" and the shock of the detonation continued to torment Hajime.

Hajime summoned a test tube container (ampoule), broke off the tip of the ampoule with his trembling hands, and was about to drink the contents when his hand was accurately shot through by the "Thunder God Spear".

"Damn it! That's the last holy water!"

Hajime shouted angrily with a look of pain on his face.

Hearing this, Eshidrujuye's mouth curled up in joy. The next moment...

"Let me ask you this. What do you think demons and demihumans are?"

Such a voice came from behind Hajime and rang in his ears.

A shiver of fear and disgust ran down Hajime's spine, but he still activated the mechanism in the elbow of his prosthetic limb. He fired the shotgun and used the recoil to spin at high speed, pointing Donal's gun behind him.

However, there was no one there. Instead, there was a sudden movement on the left.

Out of the corner of Hajime's eye, he saw Ehidrujuye's figure, he reached out and touched the Gatling Pile Bunker, and then, Hajime's last high-powered weapon was reduced to dust.

In the state of direct contact, the protective effect of the "Amulet of Creation" seemed to be completely unable to keep up with the speed of destruction.

Hajime let out a "tsk" and pulled the trigger to fire the Donard, but the crimson flash missed its target.

Ehidrujuye's figure reappeared behind Hajime. He carried the smallest of the three rings of backlight on his back, and in one hand he held a large sword formed from the intense light.

(Transferring without using the "Space Gate"—it's Tenzai! As expected, he can do it himself!)

Having just seen the Thunder God Spear and Azure Dragon being able to be directly transferred, Hajime had certainly anticipated this. However, the instantaneous spatial transfer was actually even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Following the warning uttered by his powerful instinct, Hajime leaped forward with all his might. Simultaneously, he unleashed a shockwave from his prosthetic limb, intending to use the momentum to escape the range of the greatsword of light. However—

「!?」

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the area from the back of my shoulder to the other side of my abdomen.

Hajime spun, his blood spurting out in a crimson spiral in the air. He'd been slashed. Distance and the effects of the "King Kong" were completely meaningless; he was struck from behind, his coat slashed through.

Looking closely, the upper part of the greatsword of light in Eshidrujuye's hand disappeared in the ripples emerging in space, and emerged out of thin air from somewhere else.

At this moment, the sword's tip retreated into the ripples of space and disappeared. The greatsword of light in Ehidrujuye's hand returned to its original, complete form.

This magical sword not only retracts and expands freely, but can also leap through space and slash, its attacks even having a penetrating effect. It should be called the "Great Divine Sword."

"God is asking you a question. You must answer, oddity."

Hajime groaned in pain, but still ignored Echidrujuye's request and turned the Cross Field Cannon and the Death God Army towards Echidrujuye.

They were fighting against the Meteor Swarm and the Apostles of Light, and doing so would be like turning their backs on the enemy. Of course, several of them were shot down, but Hajime had no choice now.

The weapons he controlled rushed towards Eshidrujuye from all directions. He narrowed his eyes impatiently and waved his hand slowly.

In an instant, the entire space, except for the place where Hajime and Ehidrujuye were, shattered into countless pieces, like a cracked mirror.

Spatial magic "Thousand Breaks" can create countless spatial fractures.

Though called a Thousand Severance, the spatial ruptures it caused were more than a few thousand. At least ten thousand, instantly transforming a vast area of ​​space into a field of absolute severance, even sweeping meteor showers and the Apostles of Light were caught in the crossfire. This single strike completely annihilated the entire Death God army. All but the four Cross Field Cannons accompanying Hajime were shattered to pieces.

After the projection ended, the space returned to pure white, dotted with large amounts of fire from the explosions of the Cross Field Cannon and the Death Army.

On the other hand, the second and third ring-shaped rear lights that remained far behind were intact and continued to spit out light stars and apostles of light as if nothing had happened.

Eshidrujuye didn't look tired at all, not even out of breath.

The relaxed expression on her face clearly showed that she didn't take Hajime seriously at all.

On the contrary, the beginning was already in ruins.

The black coat, stronger than metal armor, was tattered like a rag, and the blood-soaked clothes looked damp and heavy. The white hair stained red by blood was even more shocking. The blood flowing from the cheeks looked like tears of blood.

In this battle situation, it cannot be said that the two sides are evenly matched.

Even though he felt annoyed by this reality, Hajime still wanted to buy time to reply, so he decided to answer the other person's question.

"Huh, huh... Ugh... Aren't they, the indigenous people?"

"That's wrong. Demons and demihumans are a combination of humans and monsters. I am their true creator."

"...Why would you do such a thing... I understand. It's probably from the experiment you were doing to create a container."

"Oh? You're pretty quick-witted. You got it right."

Eshidrujuye casually swung the great sword in his hand, a happy smile on his face.

According to his subsequent explanation, even with all the magical techniques used, Eshidrujuye's original body could not resist the wear and tear of eternity.

However, his soul had become too powerful through the secret art of transforming faith into the power of existence. Finding a body that could house such a powerful soul was difficult, so he decided to create his own.

Demihumans focused on physical strength, while demons focused on affinity with magic. The existence of these races was the result of a terrifying amount of human experimentation.

"The results of my experiments with dragonites and vampires are not bad, but they're still not enough. I gave up on my research on dragonites halfway through... However, the extinction of this self-proclaimed noble race amidst persecution and betrayal is a rather interesting sideshow."

Eshidrujuye shrugged nonchalantly, seeming a little embarrassed about the minor failure that occurred during his research.

But for Hajime, when he thought of the suffering and sorrow of Tio and his tribesmen, all that surged in his heart was murderous intent.

Glancing at Hajime, who was suppressing his rage, Eshidrujuye twisted his lips obscenely and began to speak non-stop.

"As for Yarbuheit and the Liberator, they are occasionally bodies that appear that are suitable to be vessels for God."

"Suitable……"

"They are the descendants of those we granted wisdom long ago, some of whom have experienced a reversion to their ancestors. Their bodies can bear my soul, but they will eventually perish."

"So you... hide in the divine realm and wait... while... toying with this world..."

"That's right! And then, I finally found it! Three hundred years ago, finally!"

A look of joy appeared on Eshidrujuye's face, and he opened his arms as if to show off his body.

Hajime scoffed and said with disdain.

"The vampire nation... ultimately perished... out of rage? You think... they killed your precious 'Son of God', so..."

He mocked Eshidrujuye for being too foolish to call himself a god, and then raised Donal and Hulak at the same time.

Even though Hajime showed an extremely disrespectful attitude, Eshidrujuye remained calm, placed one hand on his chest, and began to express his gratitude.

The sinister smile on his face, as thick as mud, clearly showed that his thanks were just sarcastic.

"I want to thank you, Anomaly. You found my vessel for me and gave me such pleasure. Your service is truly remarkable. As a reward, I will kill you with my own hands."

"If you can do it... then give it a try!"

In response to Hajime's roar, Ehidrujue merely sneered. Then, he vanished into thin air.

Hajime, still holding Donal and Hulak, fired all his bullets in succession. The flash of light passed through the "Gate of Space and Time" that Orestes had opened in front of the gun and shot out from behind.

As expected, Ehidrujuye appeared behind him.

This was Hajime's guess, based on experience. He had precisely timed his movements and deliberately fired in diverging directions, so no matter how the opponent dodged, they were inevitably hit.

However, Eshidrujuye was not at all anxious, nor even surprised.

His arm suddenly blurred, and several smooth, platinum-colored sword flashes flashed through the air. The bullets were all cut in half, deviating from their original trajectory and shooting towards Eshidrujuye's back.

Facing multiple electromagnetically accelerated bullets fired at such a close distance, he was able to identify them with the naked eye before cutting them off. Such a skill was hard to believe.

This wasn't just a matter of focus speed and reflexes. No matter how much my physical abilities improved, it was physically impossible to accomplish such a thing in time.

Therefore, there is only one answer. I just realized there is a way to do this.

"It's Godspeed!"

"Oh, so that's how you named it. Good, I'll call it that too."

Hajime turned his head, his cheeks twitching stiffly as he continued to control the four cross-area cannons, firing scattershot. Each one was a specially made bullet that emitted a massive shockwave.

Before being hit by the bullet, Eshidrujuye suddenly disappeared without a sound or any warning.

Hajime followed his instincts, releasing the foothold created by the "air force" and letting himself fall. At the same time, two sword lights crossed above his head like a pair of giant scissors.

"Double greatswords...! I thought your swordsmanship looked familiar, and it turns out to be true!"

"Nothing surprising, right? As the apostle's master, of course I can use their swordsmanship."

Not only magic, but even close combat, which Yue himself was not good at, he had reached a superb level of skill. As if to boast about this, Ehidrujue approached fiercely.

Of course, his strength was no exaggeration—not only that, it was even greater than he described himself.

In an instant, a storm of slashing attacks filled every corner of his vision. The slashing speed was so fast that even with Hajime's "Instant Light," he could only see the linear trajectory.

Moreover, each slash is a penetrating attack that can ignore defense.

“Uoooohhhhhhh!”

Hajime used his prosthetic limbs to launch shockwaves, allowing his body to fly using the force of the jets. He then used "Aero" and "Shrink the Earth" to constantly change his position slightly, while simultaneously using his four cross-area cannons to launch wave-like attacks to contain his opponent.

Eshidrujuye dodged these attacks with a continuous movement at such high speed that it left no afterimages behind, and pursued Hajime closely with a relaxed smile on his face.

Even when Hajime countered with Orestes's special technique of space-jumping precision shooting, he still managed to cut the bullet in half. He did this as if to demonstrate his own abilities.

Then, the opponent found a flaw that couldn't even be called a flaw—

"Look! You're missing another piece of equipment!"

The Great Sword shattered a cross-field cannon at a speed as fast as a laser, and the tip of the sword passed through space and scratched Shi's shoulder through the air.

"Anomaly, how are you? I've been destroying the sacred artifacts you rely on like limbs being torn off one by one. How do you feel? You're outmatched in physical combat, and even in close combat, you're being completely suppressed. How do you feel?"

"Are you asking me to despair? Don't be ridiculous. Your mere existence is a joke."

Annoyingly, neither the meteor shower nor the messenger of light attacked Hajime. Instead, they formed a sphere around Hajime and Ehidrujue, adorning the arena where they were locked in a fatal fight.

Judging from the current situation, we can only despair.

Hajime's body was wailing, his attacks were completely unable to reach his opponent, and he was suffering damage with every second.

"How many divine weapons do you still possess? Or are you at your wit's end? If not, then display them all! Let me destroy all your means and watch as your unyielding expression gives way to complete despair!"

“Ugh…!”

Before he could groan, ten sword lights came rushing towards him.

Hajime almost relied on his intuition to avoid these attacks. However, due to his ineffective defense, he was unable to completely avoid them, and multiple wounds appeared on his body.

At this time, all the Orestes were finally destroyed. Amidst the flying debris and blood, the helpless Hajime could only summon a large number of grenades out of thin air to deal with it.

Uses a magic shockwave to bombard a wide area, pushing away everything around it.

Ehidrujuye only cut off the shockwave that would affect him, causing no pain.

The flames of the explosion spread in the empty space, raising white smoke into the sky.

The effect of obstructing vision is indeed meaningless to this opponent.

As he began to move, Eshidrujuye appeared and disappeared in the smoke, then suddenly reappeared in another place, like a phantom.

The elusive continuous transfers combined with the swift sword slashes formed simultaneous slashes from all directions.

Hajime gritted his teeth, desperately trying to grasp Ehidrujuye's movements. But...

I just can't master it no matter what I do.

It was like a dead end on the chessboard, with all available tricks being taken away one after another, and he was gradually forced into a desperate situation.

"What's wrong? You're not going to use 'God Slayer'? If you pray while using it, you might be lucky enough to hurt me."

"Stop blabbering!"

All Hajime had left was his spirit. He didn't have the words to retort to Ehidrujue's provocation. Perhaps due to excessive bleeding or the prolonged activation of "Limit Break," his eyes began to lose focus slightly, appearing hollow and lifeless.

"Hmm, it seems you can't produce a new divine weapon. Your body is almost broken... It seems it's time to end it."

After saying that, Eshidrujuye snapped his fingers and fired twenty "Thunder God Spears" in succession.

To torture Hajime, he deliberately fired his 'Thunder God Spear' at even intervals. Unfortunately, Hajime still managed to dodge them, or penetrate the 'core' of the magic with precise shots, at least avoiding fatal damage.

His survival instinct is very strong.