"What?!"
At the center of the endless light, Kokabiel felt the magic power he had been controlling suddenly slip completely out of his grasp.
Shock flooded his mind.
As the original controller, even though he had lost control, his perception of that mass of magic power hadn't weakened much.
And precisely because of that, he could clearly sense it.
The magic power he intended to use to obliterate all of Saitama Prefecture was vanishing at a speed far faster than his own release.
This wasn't neutralization.
It wasn't dispersal.
It was a disappearance from "one" to "zero."
From existence to nonexistence.
In a single instant, it turned from "magic power" into something that felt as if it had never existed at all.
Combined with the words he had heard earlier-
"Time, revolve."
What had happened was already obvious.
"Time manipulation?! Impossible!"
"Even that 'God' who died long ago could only stop time for a limited duration!"
"He couldn't possibly reverse it!"
"You-a mere human... no, a mere beast, a servant-how could you possess such terrifying power?!"
In his shock, Kokabiel didn't restrain his voice at all.
Not only Hiro, Lint Sellzen, and Kiba Yuuto nearby heard him clearly-
Rias, Akeno, Koneko, and the others in the distance did as well.
"God... is... dead..."
Hearing this sudden revelation, Rias's eyes widened.
She muttered in disbelief.
"This really is an unexpected, earth-shattering secret."
Beside her, Akeno was also surprised, but far less dramatically.
She likely didn't care much in the first place.
As devils who believed in no religion, the two of them didn't suffer much mental shock.
But for believers who had devoted themselves to "God"-
The truth Kokabiel spoke was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
"God..."
"...is dead..."
Separated by hundreds of meters, Asia and Lint Sellzen spoke almost in unison.
Even their expressions were nearly identical.
The kind that only appeared after one's entire worldview collapsed.
Under the terrifying "restoration" ability of Sadalmelik-Albus, the brilliance Kokabiel had painstakingly gathered vanished in an instant.
What remained was his pale face.
And fear.
"What the gods can't do doesn't mean I can't!"
Bang!
Hiro stomped heavily on the ground.
In the next instant, he appeared in front of Kokabiel at a speed the fallen angel couldn't even react to.
His right fist clenched.
Then-
Thump-!
"Puh!"
The blow slammed brutally into Kokabiel's abdomen.
His eyes bulged.
A mouthful of blood burst out, mixed with fragments of internal organs.
Kokabiel's counterattack was completely avoided as Hiro shifted with a simple turn.
If Hiro hadn't been gripping his shoulder, that single punch would have sent Kokabiel flying to the edge of the barrier again.
With the change in direction, it might have even flung him straight out of it.
"Damn it!"
Kokabiel cursed hoarsely, unwillingness burning in his eyes.
He grit his blood-soaked teeth.
His left hand pressed against Hiro's grip on his shoulder.
A spear of light formed in his right hand.
"Die!"
He roared.
Bang!!
The light spear was casually slapped aside by Hiro's crimson palm.
At the same time, Kokabiel himself was smashed straight into the soft ground beneath Hiro's feet.
Whoosh-
A longsword infused with holy aura was tossed out casually.
It pierced down and pinned Kokabiel firmly to the earth.
Hiro stepped on him.
"Ah!"
A cry of pain rang out.
Naturally, Kokabiel didn't give up struggling.
But before he could move, he felt it.
Every part of his body-
Including his severely damaged internal organs-
Was being suppressed completely.
He couldn't stand.
He couldn't pull out the sword.
He couldn't even move a finger.
Damn it.
Is the gap between me and this human really so vast that I can't even touch him?
Realizing this, Kokabiel gave up.
He lay there like a dead fish, face pressed into dirt that smelled of earth.
After a brief silence, Asia and the others were still rushing over from afar.
Kokabiel, being stepped on by Hiro, suddenly laughed.
"Hehe."
"Alright. I lost this time."
"But how are you going to deal with me?"
"Kill me?"
"Even if I tried to provoke a three-faction war, it was only an attempt."
"I'm still a cadre of the fallen angels."
"If you kill me, the fallen angels might directly declare war on the devils."
"At that point, you'll be the ones who started the war."
"So?"
"What will you do?"
Listening to his rambling even in this state, Hiro felt momentarily speechless.
Why didn't you have this much brain in the original work?
Thump.
Hiro used his foot to turn Kokabiel's head to the side.
His eyes were already blood-red.
"K-kid, your eyes-"
Before Kokabiel could finish, he was dragged completely into the Mangekyō illusion.
In an instant, he became a puppet.
Afterward, Hiro closed his eyes and opened them again.
The crimson faded.
Brown irises returned.
The reason he had gone through the trouble of capturing Kokabiel alive wasn't to make things easier for Rias.
Nor was it to curry favor with Azazel through Sona Sitri.
It was for the girls of Kuoh Academy-
The ones who had just learned the truth that "the gods are dead."
Oh, right.
And there was also that half-dead old man.
Within Hiro's Haki perception, Valper's presence was steadily weakening.
It would still take some time before he actually died.
"Asia. Lint Sellzen. Xenovia. Irina."
"Ask whatever you want. Quickly."
Hiro spoke calmly to the four girls who had rushed over.
Xenovia and Irina hadn't participated in the battle.
Yet by coincidence, they had arrived just in time to hear that truth spoken aloud.
Noticing this through Observation Haki, Hiro sighed inwardly.
Fate really was something.
After receiving his confirmation, the already anxious girls didn't hesitate.
They asked their questions one after another.
"Is it true that the gods are dead?"
"Yes."
Kokabiel answered Xenovia's question with dull, empty eyes.
"Then... our prayers..."
Amid the clang-clang-clang of Kiba Yuuto destroying Holy Swords, Hiro, Rias, and the others waited quietly.
Before long, Asia and the others had obtained the answers they wanted.
Their eyes were filled with confusion.
With wavering.
With shock.
Seeing this, Hiro took out the Teigu-March of the Dead: Eight Spears-from his system space.
He walked past Asia and the others.
"Wait! Hiro, you can't kill him!"
Understanding his intent, Rias's face tightened with anxiety.
She reached out, trying to stop him.
"Why can't I?"
Hiro glanced at her calmly.
At the same time, he released a concentrated burst of his accumulated top-Tier Conqueror's Haki-
Point to point.
Eye to eye.
Person to person.
Under that gaze, Rias's mind went blank.
She couldn't muster even the slightest resistance.
"Th-there's nothing wrong with it..."
She spoke unconsciously.
Beside her, Akeno seemed to sense something.
A flicker of confusion passed through her eyes.
But after looking at Hiro's back, she said nothing.
Dozens of meters away, Kiba Yuuto was still continuing his clang-clang-clang Holy Sword demolition.
Hiro raised his right hand.
March of the Dead flashed.
And sliced cleanly across Kokabiel's neck.
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