At this moment, the scene was filled with sorrow.
Yuuto knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, while Freed and Valper watched with satisfaction.
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred. The scattered particles entered Yuuto's body. A blue light emanated from Yuuto's body, starting faintly and gradually becoming denser, as many figures appeared behind him, accompanied by a chorus of singing.
Those figures were Yuuto's companions who had died protecting him during the Holy Sword Project. They looked at Yuuto, who was kneeling on the ground, with concern. Then, one by one, they placed their hands on Yuuto.
"Yuuto! Pull yourself together!"
Countless familiar voices echoed in Yuuto's ears, and the light in his previously hollow eyes seemed to return.
He turned his head to look behind him. All his deceased companions were there.
Tears flowed from Yuuto's eyes. "Ev... everyone."
The surrounding souls began to lecture Yuuto one by one.
"Yuuto! Get a grip!"
"That's right! Pull yourself together! You're the one everyone protected and sent out!"
"You have to live for me too! Go see a new world!"
...
Immediately after, a little girl came before Yuuto. She helped Yuuto wipe away his tears.
"You have to work hard! This is the last time we can help you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, all the souls transformed into particles of light and entered Yuuto's body. At the same time, everyone's blessings were bestowed upon him.
"Accept it! Accept us!"
"This is the last thing we can do for you."
"Our hearts will always be one."
Warm light shone upon Yuuto, and tears also uncontrollably flowed from the eyes of Issei, who was beside him. Irina also recovered under the forgiveness of the souls.
At this moment, a miracle was about to unfold.
Kokabiel, who was about to deliver the finishing blow, looked over with an interested smile.
Yuuto slowly stood up, his eyes turning resolute. Sword Birth reappeared before him.
"To prevent more innocent people from being harmed, I will send you wicked people to meet Satan!"
Yuuto grasped the demonic sword in his hand.
Valper's heart trembled, feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"Freed!"
Freed, who was fighting Xenovia, heard Valper's call and wanted to go support him but was blocked by Issei.
"No one can interrupt Yuuto's battle!"
Saying that, Issei punched Freed in the face, sending him flying.
"Damn devil! You hit my face!"
"Not only will I hit your face, but I'll also shove this holy sword up your ass!"
Issei charged towards Freed again.
...
Valper looked at the approaching Yuuto and quickly used a light shield to block his advance.
"I transform into a sword!"
"My companions who are one with me, let us cross together, cross over the unfulfilled thoughts and wishes!"
"Here! I shall become the sword of those I protect, revere, and cherish."
"Sword Birth!"
As his thoughts reached their peak, light and darkness intertwined, and demonic and holy power merged.
A brand new sword appeared in Yuuto's hand. This was the Holy Demonic Sword of Tein Supremacy.
Valper looked at the perfectly integrated two elements, revealing an incredulous expression.
These two powers should have been impossible to merge. Unless...
God was dead!
When this thought surfaced in Valper's mind, he himself found it unbelievable.
God is dead!
Michael deceived everyone in the Church.
The only situation where holy power and demonic power could merge was if God was already dead.
Yuuto raised the Holy Demonic Sword in his hand.
Looking at Yuuto, Valper burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! God has long since..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Holy Demonic Sword swung towards his light shield, and with a "boom," the light shield shattered.
Valper looked at the sword assailing him without fear.
God is dead!
In an instant, Valper was engulfed by this power and died.
"Tsk tsk, how interesting." Kokabiel looked at Yuuto from the sky and muttered to himself.
...
On Xenovia's side.
Xenovia wielded the Holy Sword of Destruction, while Freed continuously dodged.
"The old man's dead. It seems my senior has already dealt with it, so I need to hurry too." Xenovia muttered to herself, then raised her right hand and chanted incantations.
"Peter, Basil, Dionysius, and Holy Mother Mary, please hear my voice!"
A golden magic circle appeared and a sword entwined with chains emerged.
"In the name of the believers residing in this sword, I command its release!"
As her voice faded, Xenovia gripped the hilt, and all the chains broke.
This was the Holy Sword Durandal!
A holy sword rumored to be able to cut through everything in the world.
"Hahahaha! This is quite unexpected!"
Freed looked at Xenovia, not expecting to ever see a true Holy Sword wielder.
Xenovia held the greatsword in one hand, pointing it at Freed. "Apostate, and the heretical sword in your hand. Are you ready for this to end!"
She then charged at Freed. Freed looked at the charging Xenovia, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
"Come on!"
Freed held his three-in-one holy sword, and charged towards Xenovia.
The attributes of the three holy swords—Dreams, Heaven's Flash, and Transparency—activated.
Many shadows appeared around Freed, and at the same time, the holy sword in his hand became transparent.
Freed's transparent holy sword and Xenovia's durandal began to clash.
"Hahahaha! Come on, just like that, let's get excited!"
The fierce confrontation made Freed's blood boil.
But the next second.
Clang!
"No! My holy sword that I haven't even warmed up yet!"
"Impossible!"
The holy sword in Freed's hand developed numerous cracks, and as it disintegrated, it turned into scrap metal.
Freed looked at Xenovia, who was walking towards him, sweat pouring down his body.