The massive Asmodeus slowly extended his hand to grab Mammon.
Mammon erupted in anger at the sight and shoved Asmodeus away.
It was unexpectedly strong, though.
But it wasn’t enough to defeat him.
[You dare try to harm me from within me? A being who hasn’t even been alive for a year?]
Mammon’s body began to grow again.
In the blink of an eye, Mammon grew to a size similar to Asmodeus and let out a roar.
[I have fought at the very front lines more than anyone during the War in Heaven! Do you believe you can defeat me? There should be limits to your arrogance!!]
Mammon threw a punch.
During the War in Heaven, all Asmodeus did was cleverly hide and strike from behind.
On the contrary, Mammon had been a frontline fighter who battled the gods directly.
He had unmatched confidence in one-on-one combat.
Just as he was about to quickly conclude the obvious victory…
A brilliant light burst from Asmodeus’ hand, and the sensation in Mammon’s right hand, which was powerfully thrusting forward, disappeared.
[Arghhhh!! Aaaaaaaah!!!]
Mammon clutched his right arm and retreated with a scream.
His right arm had been severed and fallen to the ground.
The brilliant light in Asmodeus’ hand had clearly taken the form of a sword.
Divine Power.
The purest divine power, shining brilliantly, was naturally grasped in the hands of the Demon King.
[You’re right. I haven’t been born for a year. Even though I sucked up an immense amount of faith in half a year, I am still far weaker compared to you who has been strengthening yourself for 300 years. But let me remind you what kind of power I’ve been absorbing this half year.]
Asmodeus chuckled and picked up Mammon’s severed arm from the floor.
The powerful will and divinity residing in Mammon’s arm were absorbed into Asmodeus’ body and disappeared.
[It’s faith. Mammon. While it’s not related to me, your sort can feel immense pain when even slightly wounded due to the purely faithful hearts. Even if I’m weaker than you, an adult struck by a child’s sword can still d*e, right?]
[You!!…You parasite!!]
With a scream from Mammon, Asmodeus burst into laughter.
[Moreover, the battlefield of this fight is the worst possible for you.]
With his sword in hand, Lust charged at Greed, who had lost an arm.
The severed arm regenerated instantly, and Mammon roared as he rushed at Asmodeus, determined not to lose.
[Don’t underestimate me!! Do you think I fear the divine power after fighting so many Gods of the Temple of the Divine!! That kind of divine power… I…]
And in the next moment.
Asmodeus had vanished.
The splendid sword of divine power,
The overwhelming demeanor of Asmodeus’ divinity,
All of it was no longer felt anywhere.
While Mammon was confused,
[Where did he go…Aaaaargh!!]
With a sour sensation, it was his left leg that was severed this time and fell to the ground.
Asmodeus reappeared swiftly, picked up the leg that had fallen, and absorbed it once again.
[Did you forget? No one can hide better than me. Moreover, we are fighting within your divinity. If I mimic your divinity perfectly, there’s no way for you to detect me.]
[You!! This dog!!…]
Mammon regenerated his left leg in anger at Asmodeus’ mocking tone and prepared to fight again.
[Why would I choose a frontal battle where I’m obviously going to lose?]
But Asmodeus disappeared again as he watched Mammon’s movements.
He could not be seen.
No matter where he looked, all he could feel was his own divinity.
The frontal battle, the nonsense, the opponent was simply nowhere to be seen.
[Where are you…Where ar…Aaaargh!!]
This time, it was his left arm.
The severed arm was snatched by Asmodeus even before it hit the ground and was consumed immediately.
[These are extremely pure and intense wills. Your divinity is quite delicious, Mammon. Thank you. Thanks to you, I am becoming stronger much faster.]
[Ah, no!! No!! It’s mine!! What I collected!! It’s my divinity that I collected!! You have no right to take it so easily!!…]
Once again, Asmodeus disappeared.
He could not be seen anywhere.
Mammon felt fear.
There was no way for him to win this fight.
But it wasn’t entirely hopeless.
Mammon’s gaze shifted to the small, insignificant soul of Saint Amael lying on the floor further away, where Asmodeus’ power resided.
If he destroyed it, he could win.
As soon as he made the decision, Mammon began to run at an incredible speed.
Even if his limbs were severed, he had no intention of stopping.
He had to quickly capture the boy as a hostage to drive Asmodeus away.
However, the situation did not go as Mammon had planned.
[I was waiting for you to make your move.]
A tearing sound echoed, and Mammon’s body was cut into dozens of pieces, scattering all over the floor.
In his terrible agony, he couldn’t even scream properly.
As Mammon, scattered in pieces, slowly looked behind him, dozens of strings of divine power stretched tightly, filling the air.
It was a trap.
He had charged in so fast that there was no way his body wouldn’t be cut.
[It was too obvious that you would target the Saint. I had traps set up beforehand.]
[You… You mongrel…]
[You should’ve chosen your battlefield better. Your arrogance that I could swallow you easily and your greed for my divinity and power were your undoing.]
Asmodeus began to quickly absorb the divinity and will of the shattered Mammon.
Simultaneously, the Asmodeus who had a muscular and angular face was slowly transforming.
He was revealing his original form as he absorbed the intense power Mammon had gathered over 300 years.
His muscular body began to thin out.
Wings sprouted from his back, which was previously empty.
Short hair grew longer, and the hand holding the sword softened.
And soon,
Asmodeus had transformed into a form familiar to Mammon.
A beautiful angel with four pairs of wings.
Two pairs of the left wings were grotesquely twisted, and two pairs of the right wings shone brilliantly.
Looking down at Mammon, who trembled in fear while gazing up at him, Asmodeus burst into laughter mixed with a mocking tone.
[You look good, Greed. Crawling around like a bug is really hilarious.]
[Why are you doing this? Why? You could have returned to Pandemonium with that much power! Is it ambition? Are you doing this because of ambition to surpass Lucifer too?]
[No. I already told you. I’m doing this because you messed with the Saint…Amael.]
An absurd laugh erupted from Mammon’s mouth.
[Are you really doing all this just for that guy? Do you think Pandemonium will let you be?]
[Do your worst. Do you think threatening me will change the future where you’re eaten by me?]
Asmodeus had absorbed most of Mammon’s divinity that had fallen to the floor.
There was only a small amount left.
[You should’ve left it alone in the first place.]
[Haggle!! Let’s negotiate! There’s no need to go this far! Lust! Let’s implement my plan together! I’ll give you half of the will that flows out!]
[I don’t want to. I’ve already decided to consume you. Moreover, Amael dislikes the world burning. I can’t assist with that.]
Asmodeus waved his hand teasingly.
[Goodbye, Mammon. I won’t miss you.]
[No!! This can’t be! It can’t!!]
Before absorbing the remaining little divinity, Mammon attempted to escape.
Gathering the remaining will and divinity, Mammon hastily tore a hole in the air and desperately crawled through it.
[Where do you think you’re going?]
Of course, he didn’t get far before Asmodeus caught him.
She quickly began to absorb Mammon’s remaining divinity.
[Dammit!! sh*t!!]
Having no option but to make a choice that didn’t end up pleasing Greed,
Mammon finally managed to escape from the spiritual world by abandoning all the remaining will and divinity.
[Urgh!! Aaaah!!]
The human world welcomed Mammon.
The basement where time had stopped.
Inside it, the fleshy mass created by the fusion of three followers thrashed around and screamed.
[M-my divinity!! My will!! No!! It can’t be!! This can’t happen!!]
Is this what it feels like to lose everything accumulated for 300 years due to a scam?
Mammon screamed, shedding tears of injustice and anger,
and despair that had crossed the threshold.
The time stop that had enveloped the entire world was lifted.
And,
[No…No you!! Aaaaaaah!!]
A light burst from Amael’s body.
A massive pillar of light surged skyward endlessly from his body.
The light pillar, breaking through the basement where the laborists had been hiding and the building, became so huge that everyone in the city could see it.
“There’s no point standing in fear of the police! We have the Saint on our side!”
“Anyway, whether we d*e fighting the police or simply return to live, it makes no difference! We must win the fight!”
“Arrest all these extremists! They’re laborists!! I’ll authorize the shooting!”
“Start shooting now……”
The policemen and laborers who had been fighting,
“Now! Suppress them immediately! Why did I make you the chief!!”
-Ha, but congressman. There are too many workers. If bl**d is shed here, there’s a high possibility that this strike rally will turn into a riot.
“It’s not my problem!! Can’t you see that our factories have stopped? Use force and suppress them immediately……”
The congressman and police chief shouting,
“This…what is this…”
“Lenauro comrade!!! Retreat!!”
The laborists gathered in the basement,
Everyone stopped and lost their words as they looked at the pillar of light.
The gentle and warm light illuminated every corner of Scrap Yard indiscriminately.
No walls could block the light from reaching the people.
The rich and the poor,
The sick and the healthy,
The sad and the joyful all looked at the pillar of light the same way.
The pillar of light soon began to slowly engrave a sentence in the sky.
A sentence that symbolized weeping eyes.
The symbol of the Goddess of Grace, Lilia, was clearly engraved in the sky of Scrap Yard.
And upon seeing this,
Mammon and his followers screamed.
[Anathema!! Anathema!! M-my body… it’s burning!! Aaaah!!]
Mammon’s physical form began to crumble.
Crumbling and screaming terribly,
[Mistress!! Mistress!! I’ll never forget!! I will never forget!!…]
With that final scream of agony, Mammon’s body collapsed and crumbled into dust.
Both Kal Renaro and the laborists fell to the ground from the horrifying screams of the divinity.
They writhed on the floor for a while and finally, about ten minutes later, managed to get up.
They looked at each other,
Looked at the melted body of Mammon on the floor,
And then looked at Amael, who was emitting light from his body.
There wasn’t much deliberation.
Although the laborists despised the capitalists and loathed those in power, they knew what the right decision was in the current situation.
“Contact the capital! Get in touch with the White Church and the Black Fortress!!”
Kal Renaro shouted as if screaming.
“There are demon worshipers in the city!! Request immediate military deployment!!”
And around the same time,
“There are demon worshipers!!”
“Immediately contact the White Church!! There are demon worshipers and dark magicians in the city!!”
Even the factory owners who lived in luxurious mansions were shouting the same thing.
Perhaps for the first time.
A moment when the opinion of the laborers and the capitalists of Scrap Yard aligned.
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[Large amount of experience gained!]
[Skill level up completed!!]
