Chapter 163 Chapter 163: We Surrender
Chapter 163: We Surrender
"So, you who appear here in the form of the living, can you answer my question?"
Before the Taboo, the opponent's mental arts posed no threat.
Theresa remained silent. She raised her hand once more, covered in the black, suture-like patterns formed by Oripathy.
Her attitude was clear!
"Heaven's Fire, unsheathed."
This time, the surging flames instantly interrupted Theresa's spellcasting. The scorching heat of the air against her hands made her frown slightly.
Dark magic coalesced at her feet, transforming into a black spear over ten meters long!
The black spear bloomed, instantly turning the area within several hundred meters around it into a world of thorns. While thrusting towards Kevin, it also protected Theresa at its center.
The blade, enchanted by the King of the Corrupting Heart, was entwined with a dense aura of death. Theresis once again erupted with that extreme speed.
Both of them attacked simultaneously, clearly forming a pincer attack against Kevin!
"Futile struggle."
The Judgement of Shamash did not deviate in the slightest, still slashing towards Theresa as if completely ignoring Theresis's attack.
However, facing Kevin's wide-open back, alarm bells rang loudly in Theresis's mind, sending a chill through his entire body.
Black ice sprouted from the ground beneath Kevin's feet like bamboo shoots after rain, then rapidly surged upward!
Clang! Crack!
This seemingly unstoppable sword successfully cut through three ice pillars but was thwarted by the fourth thick ice pillar that followed.
Ice pillars crowded in frantically.
Left with no choice, Theresis could only abandon his weapon stuck in the ice pillar and retreat.
Whether it was him or Theresa, their race was merely the most common Sarkaz, lacking the numerous methods of the Ten Royal Court races.
Even Theresa, before donning that crown and mastering that black magic, was just like him, her elder brother.
They relied purely on swordsmanship and physical prowess to hold their ground among countless monsters.
But he stopped; Kevin did not!
Whoosh!
The violent flames crushed the black thorns blocking Theresa's path.
The flames and that man's figure continuously enlarged in her pupils.
Yet Theresa showed not a hint of panic. Her gaze even held a trace of peculiar serenity.
Whoosh!
The flames swept past, the resulting airflow roaring by, blowing all of her
pink-white hair back behind her.
"?"
The greatsword stopped above her brow. The faint heat emanating from its tip slightly curled a few strands of her hair.
A flicker of other emotion finally appeared in Theresa's vacant eyes—surprise, perhaps?
She instinctively looked at Kevin. Their gazes met.
When that holy golden light shone once more,
the Confessarius who could only observe from the periphery of the main battlefield felt a sense of foreboding rise in their hearts.
......
Echoes came from the breakpoint of life—a chant of souls not yet at rest.
"Long time no see, Kevin."
In the illusory soul space, a figure whose mere presence made one feel deeply intimate stood there.
"Theresa."
Kevin looked at her, just like when they first met.
"Thank you for everything you've done for us."
A peaceful smile appeared on her face.
"I was merely entrusted by someone. It seems you are aware of everything that happened."
"They did not obscure my perception. 'She' and I only differ in personality. Perhaps it can also be seen as a decision I made?"
Theresa did not feel even the slightest bit of indignation over the Confessarius' actions that could be called blasphemous.
"Could you convey a little bit of encouragement from me to Amiya?"
She could sense her own condition. Time was running out.
The shackles forcibly imposed on this body by the Confessarius melted away completely in the golden light.
"You can go yourself."
"No, I might become reluctant to leave then. This is fine. That child has really grown so much. Please praise her for me."
She had already seen it back on the Fragment Tower—Amiya's growth.
Theresa felt very gratified.
But her soul had long since returned to the embrace of the Sarkaz. As someone from the past, it's better to let her remain in the past.
"Alright."
"Thank you. Ah, it seems it's time to go."
Theresa's entire body began to shimmer with starlight.
It was the radiance of the soul.
"So beautiful~"
She cupped her hands as if receiving some grace.
Even though it was merely a cruel extinction.
Kevin quietly watched her final moments.
......
Ten seconds? One second?
Or perhaps only an instant?
As Theresa's body was about to fall to the ground, a nest-like ice bed caught it.
The Confessarius wanted to step forward but were stopped by Theresis.
His gaze held a sense of liberation. For the Sarkaz, the souls of the deceased are sacred.
But gratitude aside, the battle still needed to continue.
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"You won't have a chance. All resistance is nothing but futile struggle."
Fast!
When that meteor-like strike descended upon him, only one thought remained in the King of the Corrupting Heart's mind!
Only when Kevin truly got serious did they finally witness that despair-inducing gap in strength.
As a Lord of the Royal Court, he hadn't even managed to make a decent reaction
before that blazing greatsword, carrying destructive flames, pierced through his chest and then exploded him into countless fragments from within.
Seeing his "colleague" meet such a miserable end, the Lord of Bloodlines' eyelid twitched imperceptibly.
Of course, he wasn't much better off himself. His blood tide had been evaporated, and merely being grazed by Heaven's Fire had melted half his body.
The Confessarius' formation was shattered by a single strike; they all still lay on the ground now, their fates unknown.
Theresis leaned on his sword, barely supporting his body that had already reached its absolute limit.
The flames of calamity ignited once more. Having witnessed Sarkaz history through Adam's eyes, Kevin respected Theresis's choice.
He walked step by step into the sky. The Judgement of Shamash in his hand actually began to transform its form once again.
Black, orange, blue—the blade unfolded layer by layer. The originally majestic greatsword became magnificent.
The Sword of Salvation!
Flames erupted. A thick pillar of fire connected heaven and earth. No one doubted that if this strike landed, Londinium, the Sarkaz... whether they could escape the fate of annihilation.
Theresis looked around.
The Confessarius whose fates were unknown; the King of the Corrupting Heart who had just reformed his body; the Lord of Bloodlines who had completely given up; and those Sarkaz warriors still remaining inside Londinium...
"Disappointing, Amiya of the Military Commission. However, I respect your decision..."
Kevin raised high the authority of destruction. What would bring an end to the long night was not light, but calamitous fire.
"Wait!"
At the moment before the star was about to fall, Theresis finally called out to Kevin.
Reluctance, powerlessness, bitterness, relief—his gaze underwent rapid transformations layer by layer.
"Stop. We... surrender."
This Amiya who once led the Military Commission to victory in the Kazdel civil war; Theresis, one of the Six Heroes,
declared surrender.
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