
A sheen of purplish light shone on the forest, then all the monsters that were far from the battle location stared at the sheen. They can feel two things for sure, fear and admiration. The arrow of the moon, Arcanum was lowered and finished off the White Tiger in one decisive attack.
Rigel and the others remained on guard, perhaps the same thing as before happened. However, Rigel thought that would not happen, considering that the White Tiger core was completely destroyed this time around.
As soon as the dust cloud disappeared, the appearance of chunks of flesh, bones and fangs was shown. Each Hero and other fighter prepare to attack, because there is no certainty between dead or not.
Petra threw a light fan to be sure, but there was no sign of any special movement. Finding that, Rigel went back down and approached him, to confirm it once more.
"He really is dead. His life energy and magic completely vanished without a trace, as if being sucked in by something," he murmured.
The corpse in front of him was now just a mere corpse, probably no longer useful as it did not have any magic left. The bones may be strong enough to be used as weapons, but they may not be as powerful as Ray's dagger made of Hydra fangs.
Could it be that his magic energy was sucked all by that arrow? If so, it would not be surprising...
Quite the contrary, it was terrible. Just this time Rigel saw something like that, probably because Yuri had never used it in the battles he had been through all this time. Well, after all there wasn't much of a great fight until he needed to use it. Similarly, Rigel's World Of Void is not often used.
"How's Rigel doing??" Takumi peeked at him.
Because he was too tired to scream, Rigel could only raise his thumb as a sign that everything was fine. Despite the fatigue piling up on him, he forced himself to keep an eye on him until the end.
Once you know everything well, then the people who are going down the crater, standing in line with him.
"Huh, it's finally finished as well huh," Aland clapped in relief as he stared at the broken corpse in front of them.
"Yes. What a long, exhausting fight."
Although it may only last for one night, it feels for days. Even Rigel had not expected it to be as long and exhausting as this. He barely stood up, he had enough to push his limits until he finally fell to his knees.
"Rigel! What's up?!"
Ray was the first to react. With concern he immediately grabbed Rigel.
"Damn.., this seems to be my limit. The rest I leave to you." his consciousness immediately floated up after saying so.
"Just calm. He was just asleep from exhaustion" Ray confirmed as soon as he felt his breath.
Rigel is by far probably the most contributing White Tiger attack. For three days he prepared things without sleep and he also devised a strategy.
It was no surprise that he would reach his limit after harboring a lot of fatigue within him.
"Seeing it like this makes me a little relieved. At first I was a little afraid of him, considering his strength completely surpassed ours" Nadia said.
"agree. At first I almost thought that he was a god or something, but seeing him as vulnerable like this made me grateful," Marcel said with a loving look.
"Your eyes can make a misunderstanding, you know," Takumi mumbled softly.
"Araa~, are you jealous of me, dear Takumi??"
"Bu-not that, I-I'm not jealous at all," Takumi followed his guyon and acted tsundere. It looks good when used on women, but not on men.
Staring at Takumi and Marcel, all laughing cheerfully. It was a bit of a refresher from the life and death fight they had been through. There is no harm in providing a little entertainment.
"You can joke now. We better get back to the Region. I think we should rest Rigel and our bodies. Besides, I can't wait to see the great thing Rigel has created!" yuri exclaimed excitedly.
"Not a bad choice" Petra gave her approval, followed by the others.
Ray swiftly memapah Rigel. Takumi also helps him on the other hand to make it easier to bring Rigel.
"Since you all seem exhausted, if you don't mind, let me use my Spatial magic. As an alternative to teleportation," Natalia bowed respectfully gracefully and without losing the slightest bit of formality.
"Yes. Then please, please."
"Thank you for your generosity. Then, Gate."
A gate that looks like a white hole. With that gate, they could return to the Region in an instant. Without any doubt, they took a step in. Starting from Takumi and Ray who memapah Rigel until finally all enter it.
"Even though it's using instant teleportation. I can't help but be surprised by Spatial magic," Nadia was amazed as she stepped out of the Gate.
"Isn't this similar to that, any door belongs to a 21st century robot," Yuri attributed it to an anime on earth.
Even anyone knows who it means. Because the film has been worldwide and popular among young children.
"Yes too. When I remember it, I feel a little longing for the earth. Rigel can or can't, yeah. Creating something like an anime," Nadia started muttering something useless.
"Well, put that aside. We'd better get Rigel to rest and let our bodies rest."
No one rejected Petra's suggestion. After all, all felt the same fatigue, so it was fine to rest before another matter came over.
"Then you go first. I'll take Rigel to his room with Ray."
Takumi and Ray without much ability left the others in front of the gate. They just kept quiet and stared at Takumi and Ray's departure. Can finish Rigel without a lot of problems, obviously they are still quite powerful.
"Then, I will prepare some arrangements to bring the combat loot from the fight against the White Tiger calamity."
The day went on, then the Heroes who fought all night fell asleep until noon arrived.
[***]
The wind blew peacefully, a cloaked man sat down with his boss. Although invisible, his own existence seemed bored towards the world. A clear picture of the man looking forward to the exciting entertainment to come.
"Heeh~. So they can beat him so fast. Nice, nice. Because I thought it would happen much longer than expected. However, fine. At least my entertainment will arrive soon."
He smiled with satisfaction, while staring at the unusual sight before him. If it was someone else who saw it, they would definitely think that it was an impossibility.
The man pressed down on his chest with a long feeling of joy that was not felt. He enjoys the flow of his heart, the freshness and perfection of being a living being.
"Ahh, what a nostalgia because for so long my heart has not been pounding like this."
"It's all thanks to you, who foolishly left the cage, little elf. Thanks to that, I didn't have to bother looking for a suitable guarantee to start my game."
He took out a mirror that looked like a makeup mirror. It may seem strange, seeing her talking cheerfully together in a mirror. But it is not unusual if the mirror itself is not an ordinary mirror.
"What are you planning?? And why are you here before the time comes?!"
there was a peri—girl in the mirror reflection. He seemed to be trapped inside and there was no way to get out from inside. Her beautiful face displayed anger, her hands were pounding against the mirror but produced nothing.
"Eitherway. What I plan or plan is none of your business. Your most important task is to be the guarantee that makes human—Rigel and the leader of your race take part in my game. You better keep quiet and watch what happens next, hahaha..."
He laughed with satisfaction. I don't know when he last laughed like this. Perhaps because in its original place there was only endless boredom to be found.
The girl behind the mirror knew very well, that there was no point in prying information. There was no way for him to convey.
"You'll regret it!! A big mistake provoked her anger and my mother the fairy queen!! Your death won't be long."
"Lantas I will take death myself to sip tea with me. Besides, you should know that nothing can kill me so easily, Priscilla."
Priscilla, trapped in a mirror, could only move her teeth until they broke and bleed. He was truly sorry for his own stupidity and hated himself who did not think long back then.
However, regret will still be regret. Until the Hereafter it cannot be changed.
"In addition, I guarantee none of them can touch me. Not even a strand of my hair will be able to reach."
It sounded like a mere babble from a figure who felt himself strong. However, Priscilla did not consider the words he was throwing a joke. If it was him, there was a high chance.
"You flew so high that one day the sun would burn you!!"
"If I sacrifice the clouds, I will not burn. Then, those people and stepmothers that you love so much may not be able to reach this place. If it dies or fails, humanity will be destroyed. But if it were the opposite, it would all be interesting."
All he wanted was a game that gave him pleasure. He has felt saturation for so long and occasionally wants to entertain himself as much as possible.
"What do you mean??" Priscilla asked softly. He did not understand what the man was trying to convey with his ambiguous words.
Although he did not have confidence that his question would get an answer. But he still questioned it, with a more domineering curiosity.
"Haha!! Even without the need to dust the pepper of my clothes, they would have a hard time dealing with these lizards."
He turned his mirror around, letting Priscilla see what was in front of him and the strange sight the man had witnessed from the start.
There is only one word, terrible, there is only one exact picture, namely despair. Although she was almost never frightened, for the first time in a long time, Priscilla was terrified. A cold sweat started to come out and his body trembled from the scene before him.
"... What the hell is this.., how, how could such a thing be..," he was unable to speak well, perhaps from being too shocked.
"As you can see. This will be the opening before the end of the day!! The day when the strongest and the loser will be determined!! The last game to be played, ahead of Ragnarok!! The Dragon War is about to begin."
Hundreds of—thousands of Dragons were kneeling before him, more precisely against the sleeping figure in the cave that was right below him sitting. With himself at the peak of the cave, he felt like a god leading the Dragon race towards their extinction or the end of their stupid ideology.
"... What heinous things did you do to them?? Cross marriage?? Maybe not only that..., then, why would a person who considers strength is justice want to follow it?? Explain to me, Acnologia!!"
His voice echoed quite loudly, to the point of waking the sleeping Dragon under the cave where the person was sitting.
His closed eyes were now open, displaying clearly the glare of the eyes of a savage beast that could kill prey without touching it.
"He gave me strength and strength is everything. Then making those foolish Dragons a little more useful would also increase my strength, Little Fairy..."
His response was not wrong at all. But it was not such an answer that Priscilla wanted to hear. He began to feel despair. Although Rigel and his mother were strong, they did not guarantee victory against the pure and non-pure Dragon army.
Not to mention, with the intervention of that person and the strengthened Acnologia makes things complicated. So what can he give? A prayer? But to whom?? God is the one who started it, so it is not appropriate for him to ask the one who started the chaos.
"Ah, can't the day get any faster?? My heart could explode if I waited longer!! The initial opening planned and anticipated...., roughly would be as lively as what, huh?? Maybe the Dragon race will become extinct, but it's none of my business."
He does not care about anything he sacrifices, as long as he can feel the happiness he wants to feel. Even if he had to sacrifice the world, he would do it.
"You're so noisy, motherfucker. Let me sleep a little longer."
"Sooner or later you'll wake up again, slacker. We'd better wait together, how the wheel of destiny will turn its axis..."