My mother's love song

"The great evil must be defeated, and in order to defeat the great evil, one must become more, more evil than he is."

“So, accept the anger.”

"The worlds that have forgotten Shimabara Hell will not forgive... It is impossible to forgive, it is unforgivable. Even if everyone forgets, I will be the only one who will not forget!"

"I! Amakusa Shiro Tokisada! I will use the glory of the Ucchusho Castle to appease my anger!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

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In a Japanese-style room somewhere in the main city of Yanli Ulterior City.

"Hey, wake up. Wake up now."

Semiramis held up the half-torn dress by Rhodes and kicked Atalanta who was sleeping on the tatami.

"Meow meow..."

The black girl slowly opened her eyes from a peaceful sleep.

"Assassin!"

She glared at her former enemy warily and drew her bow, ready to draw the arrow.

"Stop it and look around you."

"Ok?"

Atalanta looked around. This was no longer the throne room of the arrogant empress. Instead, the scene was replaced by a Japanese-style room that was dyed red by the ominous crimson moon.

"Kill kill kill kill kill kill..."

Along with the smelly fog came the distant howling of animals.

Atalanta looked closely and saw dark shadows of resentment floating in all directions.

"What happened? Assassin, what have you done?"

"Kill kill kill kill kill kill..."

It crawled towards Atalanta, sharpening its claws like a wild beast.

"!"

Atalanta, who had transformed into a berserker, was even more agile than when she was an archer. She dodged the attack with a simple leap back.

"Assassin! What are these!?"

"You'll understand after seeing this. This is the enemy."

Semiramis raised her slender fingers and used magic to shoot through a black beast that pounced on her.

"It's our enemy..."

Atalanta narrowed her eyes, drew her bow, and asked, "Assassin, have you already..."

Semiramis blushed and said angrily, "That's it! Stop asking me questions all the time. I'm the Master's Servant now!"

"..."

Atalanta Alter raised her eyebrows and said, "How come I heard Assassin's sounds of joy when I was sleeping soundly just now?"

So this woman was holding Rhodes' waist and performing the "ritual" of the master-servant contract?

Atalanta put down her bow and looked at the empress: "By the way, aren't you being too loud?"

"Hey, long-winded!"

Semiramis grunted through gritted teeth.

At this moment, monsters as numerous as stars rushed towards them like a black wave.

"Humph, I'll settle the score with Rhodes later."

There is no time for confusion.

A strong magical power emanated from Atalanta's delicate body, and she switched to killing mode in an instant.

Looking at the beast tide that was still growing, the girl smiled disapprovingly: "I am an expert in destroying monsters."

Suddenly, Atalanta Alter disappeared in the small Japanese-style room.

Then, on the next side, the herd of animals scattered like an explosion.

Atalanta's speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

Her actions were beyond the scope of biological beings both physically and at the reflex level, and there was hardly any "preparatory action" involved in her actions.

The black vortex that was wrapped around Atalanta in layers made her abilities as a creature take a huge leap, and it even seemed as if she had merged into the vortex.

No, that's not wrong. She must have really integrated into it.

The wild boars of Calydon are magical beasts, which are a general term for all creatures that do not belong to the ecosystem of this world. Their existence is mysterious and beyond magic.

What's more, it is the divine beast of the Moon Goddess that has existed since the Age of Gods.

Atalanta ran rampant without any rules, unilaterally crushing the ever-growing tide of beasts, while avoiding the enemy's attacks by a hair's breadth.

Judging from its behavior, it seems that the bones, nerves, muscles and other structures that a living being should have do not exist at all.

Even the non-intelligent black beasts must have felt fear, after all, it was like they were fighting an amorphous creature that happened to have human nature.

But on the other hand, Atalanta remained rational.

The girl had never felt so good before.

It is so comfortable to devote oneself completely to destruction.

Use your physical abilities to the fullest extent possible to drive this skin of the mythical beast.

Atalanta was not worried about her magic going out of control, because she knew that Rhodes would act as her inhibitor and protect the human part of her soul.

"Calydon, give me strength!"

Dust flew up in the air as the girl suddenly jumped up, smashing the Japanese-style ceiling and bathing her beautiful and dangerous body in the red moon.

"Burning shadow, arrow that flies away from the moon, bear my hatred! Dark Sky Eclipse Shot [Tauropolos Skia Thermokrasia]!"

Boom, boom! ! !

The girl's weapon that fell from the sky was like the Moon Goddess's divine punishment hammer, blasting away and blowing away the endless black tide of beasts.

Atalanta stood on the hilltop of wreckage and licked her lips seductively.

"Do you think you can win a fight with a real beast?"

Chapter 408 I know you are dying, but can you listen to my confession before dying?

The ultimate demon castle that appeared to save humanity and defeat evil.

In the castle tower, the two men confronted each other.

After connecting to the Holy Grail and liberating the Impure World Castle, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's spiritual reaction has far surpassed the realm of heroic spirits and reached the realm of gods... no, the realm of demon kings.

"Let the Hammer of Heaven fall!"

Falling down like a meteor

It was a dark hammer that surpassed the blow that Spartacus had unleashed at the cost of his own body.

“…!!”

Faced with such a fierce attack, Joan of Arc only fought back with a holy flag.

In an instant, the sound of the whole world disappeared.

The collision between the Heaven's Hammer and the Holy Flag, which were comparable to anti-city treasures, caused violent explosions to sound all around.

“Gah, ha…!!”

The one retreating was Jeanne d'Arc.

Although the Saint's flag maintains an extremely fervent faith, it is impossible for it to have the power to completely defend against an attack that is powerful enough to destroy a fortress or even a planet that is thousands of years old.

Indeed, Jeanne was able to withstand the first blow from Heaven with the help of the holy flag, but Amakusa Shiro launched the next attack without any concern.

A second roar and silence.

Joan of Arc had long since given up the sense of pain.

Even if the impact could shatter all the bones in her body, the saint did not take it seriously.

All she could do was bear it and think.

Find the flaw in the attack and release the treasure that can reverse the situation.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Look at this darkness coming! The world will move towards salvation under my guidance!"

"Disgusted with the filthy world, the filthy earthly world is unbearable! Desire for the Pure Land, bliss after death is what people desire!"

"My city of disgust has already taken shape, therefore..."

Amakusa Shiro's mad roar stopped, and a feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart.

Joan of Arc let go of the holy flag and drew her sword.

The silver sword awarded by the Church of St. Catalina is indeed a good weapon.

However, this level of mystery alone is not enough to win.

However, contrary to Amakusa's expectations, she cut her palm with the knife.

The saint didn't care about the blood oozing out at all and just knelt down.

Put your hands together and close your eyes.

That overly graceful posture would be perceived as an act of surrender or martyrdom.

But Amakusa Shiro Tokisada saw a different scene.

To regard the Greater Holy Grail as an enemy is equivalent to using a human body as an enemy of the world.

No matter how good a Servant is, it is extremely difficult to be an enemy of the system itself.

Moreover, Jeanne, who is a Ruler herself, cannot defeat this system.

...Except for this only remaining treasure.

There was no time to think, and the decision had already been made.

The girl who was burned to death was pitied by people in later generations.

The repetitive torture and inquisition made him feel regretful that everything he firmly believed in was judged to be false.

Until the very end, no one could understand her, so she must have been very painful.

She should resent the Lord and humans, and feel despair.

how come.

In her opinion, this was a justifiable retribution.

It is only natural that so many people have been hurt because of her.

In fact, she even expected such an end.

She believed that the most miserable execution in the world was the most suitable for her.

Because, if not, the debt that I owe cannot be settled.

It was because this wish was finally fulfilled that Joan of Arc believed in the existence of the Lord.

Thank you, Rod.

If it weren't for your guidance, I would still be confused now.

Although you said that you were a runner who failed to become the Lord, to me you are the true Savior who cannot be replaced by anyone.

Thank God, my Rod…my desires were fulfilled till the end.

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the skies are the work of the hand of God."