Noticing her grandfather's barrage of unnecessary questions, Roxanne spoke with a noticeable edge of irritation. "Well, Grandpa, can we keep the questions to ourselves for now? I'm really tired," she muttered, her voice thick with genuine exhaustion.
Roxanne wasn't lying here. For resurrecting Yahweh, Roxanne really went all out. At this moment her magic power amount is less than 20%. But even when her mana bar is at its lowest, she could still kill a Satan-class being with just her martial arts and magic weapons.
Seeing his granddaughter's face that is clearly a bit pale, Yahweh decided to ask her later. "Okay you go and get some rest; I will take over for now. " Yahweh spoke as he patted Roxanne's head.
" Well then I'm clocking out " Roxanne said as she unceremoniously opened a portal and left Kyoto. Since there is someone reliable to handle the aftermath, she could slack off as she wants.
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Seeing Roxanne leave just like that, Yahweh's mouth twitched. Sigh, sometimes he even wondered who his granddaughter takes after. She definitely wasn't like her mother, who was the "all-business, remarkably reliable" type. And she certainly didn't take after her father—a man who made a career out of being professionally unreliable, only to suddenly lock in and become a hero the second things actually went south.
Yahweh then turned to look at the battlefield. In fact there was really nothing to do. The Shadow Garden had already cleaned up the remnants of the hero faction. The Gremory and Sitri peerage members also freed Yasaka from her mind-control state. The Shinto faction had already cleaned up any other enemies that tried to profit from the chaotic battlefield.
All in all, everything that should be done with violence is already over. It seems what's left for him is only to give an explanation to the world.
And this seemed to be something he was very good at. Yahweh thought with a chuckle as he looked at the sky. With his powers fully returned, he could feel more than a dozen gazes directing here. Some were filled with curiosity, but most were filled with malice.
Well, this is normal after all, it's the standard reality of the Bible Faction; having a target on their back is practically a tradition at this point.
Yahweh maintained that kind, gentle smile, but the atmosphere around him began to warp as the pressure thickened. His aura surged, effortlessly climbing past the Satan-class threshold and skyrocketing toward the realm of a low-class Dragon God.
But he wasn't done. The pressure continued to swell, heavy and suffocating, until it eventually eclipsed even the massive power Scarlet had released.
As Yahweh released his full pressure, he looked at the sky, "Well then, guests, the show is over, so could I ask you to go back so we can clean the place?"
Yahweh's words were kind, and he didn't even drop a single threat, but the killing intent he released was another story. It was so thick that everyone watching felt a shiver run down their spine, and they didn't waste any time retracting their gazes.
Soon, the area was clear. Almost everyone had looked away in fear, leaving only one persistent gaze behind.
Seeing that there was still someone that still dared to stay despite his pressure, Yahweh was honestly surprised. But surprise aside, his brows furrowed as he could feel the malice coming from this gaze.
And this malice is not just directed at him. In fact this malice was directed at the world. One could say the owner of this gaze was a complete psychopath. So Yahweh decided to let this world get free of one psychopath.
Opening his hand to the air, Yahweh spoke, "In my name, I command thee to return."
At his words, light began to gather around his palm, condensing into a spear of pure radiance. As the glow faded, a perfect copy of the True Longinus sat in Yahweh's hand. Just like how angels and fallen angels could create light weapons whenever they wanted, Yahweh casually treated the True Longinus like a basic weapon.
Taking a throwing stance, he began to chant, "This strike shall vanquish all heretics and purify this world from filth."
As the words left Yahweh's mouth, the True Longinus erupted with a blinding light. The ancient runes carved along its length began to glow with a divine intensity, pulsing like a heartbeat of pure power.
The surrounding space began to crack and tremble, unable to contain the sheer holiness of the weapon. Sparks of golden lightning danced around the spear's tip, and the air hummed with a sound like a thousand choirs singing at once.
When the chant was finished, Yahweh threw the True Longinus straight towards the sky. The spear transformed into a blinding stream of light that tore through the clouds.
" There that should take care of that guy " Yahweh spoke as he clapped his hands. This wasn't Yahweh being arrogant. But that strike was a serious strike from a dragon god-level being. If that guy were really able to survive that, he would send a few more spear strikes.
For him it's not a big thing. For a grandmaster in weapon creation, creating these True Longinus was not a big deal for now. The only cost would be the stamina and magic power needed to throw the spear.
" Now then let's just call Michael and have him give a public statement " Yahweh spoke to himself as he went down to talk with Amaterasu and call Michael here.
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In a small realm hidden deep inside the Dimensional Gap, the air was heavy and gloomy. This was the secret hideout of Rizevim Livan Lucifer, the leader of the Khaos Brigade.
Inside a castle that looked just as dark and gloomy as the sky above, Rizevim Livan Lucifer sat on his throne. A smile full of malice was plastered on his face as he watched the chaos unfolding from his seat. Beside him stood his loyal assistant, Euclid Lucifuge, who remained calm despite the unsettling aura of his master.
"Hahahaha, did you see that, Euclid? "Rizevim asked, laughing like a madman, his voice dripping with twisted amusement. "The old man, the God of the Bible, is back. The God that made every other pantheon despair is back. Hahahahaha. And what's more, he seemed to have gotten even more stronger "
Euclid nodded, though his expression remained serious. "It is a troublesome development, Lord Rizevim. God's return changes the balance of power significantly. We need to adjust our plans for the Khaos Brigade accordingly."
" hahaha what plans? With God here, those guys would definitely go back to hiding " Rizevim said as he kept laughing like this doesn't affect him at all. Well, honestly speaking, although Khoas Brigade is his, he actually doesn't care much about it. If it were destroyed, he could make another one later.
" Then Lord Rizevim, should we also retract our forces?" Euclid asked as he looked at Rizevim.
"Yes, the Khoas Brigade has no other use. Also tell our forces in the underworld to go into hiding too. I bet that girl would take this opportunity to clean house " Rizevim spoke with an indifferent tone.
" But before that you should send someone to go and kill those heroes. Their sacred gears are quite useful. Especially that Annihilation Maker. I really like that—" Rizevim's words were cut short as he looked at the sky with horror.
Suddenly, the grey sky above the castle split wide open. Yahweh's attack came crashing down like a pillar of divine judgment. The True Longinus streak of light slammed into the realm with such force that the entire castle began to shake violently. The ground cracked under the holy pressure, and the walls of the throne room started to crumble.
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