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Chapter 478 Rage and Power
No! This can't be real!!
Dad! Tell me! This isn't true!

"Mom...she was clearly taken in by those cult members...!"

Delicia screamed, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls.

She abruptly turned her head to look at that monstrous head...

The girl's voice was choked with sobs, filled with desperate pleas.

She couldn't accept that her gentle and loving mother could look like that in the picture.
Upon hearing his daughter's call, the city lord's head trembled violently, but he subconsciously looked away.

He couldn't bear to look into his daughter's eyes, which were filled with pain and questioning.

That gaze, like a red-hot iron, burned his very soul.

"Hehehe...cultists?"

"Don't rush, little girl! The real show... has only just begun!"

Ubik's nauseating laughter rang out again, filled with undisguised malice.

The scene continues.

"Anger... what a burning, pure emotion! The pain of betrayal, the despair of collapsing faith... drove our poor city lord to raise the sword of vengeance!"

Accompanied by Ubik's voice,

In the scene, the young city lord's eyes are bloodshot, his reason completely consumed by rage.

Like a demon returned from hell, he brandished his longsword and charged into that filthy sea of ​​flesh!
Swords flashed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!
Screams, wails, pleas for mercy...

Mixed with the previous chaotic sounds, it became an even more frenzied and desperate symphony.

The city lord swung his sword numbly, severing the writhing and screaming bodies one by one, his armor stained with blood.

He went berserk, until... until there was no one left standing in the basement.

When he finally came to his senses, panting heavily, from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he found himself standing in the very center of hell.

Only one person remained standing in front of his sword.

That was... his wife, the person he loved most.

She was still alive, her clothes disheveled, her eyes vacant.

She looked at him, without fear, without pleading, only a kind of... almost numb calm.

The city lord's sword stopped in mid-air.

The blade that had just slaughtered dozens of people now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and no matter what, it could not be swung down.

Because... the woman in front of him... is his wife whom he loves with all his heart.

But she was also... a traitor! The devil who dragged him into the abyss!
Love and hate, like two venomous snakes, were tearing at his heart. Pain, anger, humiliation, resentment... all sorts of extreme emotions collided and fermented violently in his chest, almost tearing him apart!
In this overwhelming despair, the city lord turned his sword against himself...

But at that moment, a strange, scarlet, egg-shaped object, resembling one covered in blood vessels, suddenly appeared in the scene.

Behemoth!

It seemed to sense its master's intense despair, and the human face on its surface began to distort, tears streamed down its face, and finally it let out a silent scream!
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The air rippled like water once more, even more violently than before! A deeper, more distorted dimensional rift slowly opened before the young city lord!

The figures of the Hands of God, like unchanging sculptures from ancient times, appeared at the other end of the crack, coldly watching him.

"Make a choice, you poor thing..."

Hate? Then destroy her. Resentment? Then sacrifice her… use your most precious possession to gain power that transcends all this suffering…

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The image freezes on the young city lord's face, contorted with extreme pain. He looks at his wife before him, then at the lofty hand of God in the crack.

Ultimately, he made his choice.

"And so, the contract was made! He sacrificed his wife who betrayed him, abandoned his crumbling humanity, and gained inhuman power in exchange for this 'powerful' form!"

"This! This is the 'truth' about your mother's death that your father has been hiding from you all along... Hahahaha!"

Yubik laughed heartily, looking expectantly at the girl named Delicia.

the truth……

Like the sharpest blade, it pierced through Delicia's last defenses.

"Ah...ah...lying! Lying!!!"

The girl let out an unintelligible sob. She could no longer hold on, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground in despair.

His face was deathly pale, devoid of color, leaving only endless emptiness and collapse.

It turns out... the so-called cultists... the so-called guardians... were all lies! Her father, with his own hands... sacrificed her mother! He was transformed into a non-human monster!

The city lord's head remained silent, the remaining features on his enormous, fleshy face contorted in agony.

He wanted to explain, to argue, to tell his daughter about his despair and pain at the time... but faced with his daughter's utterly broken eyes, all his words seemed pale and powerless.

How should he face her?
"See, it's not difficult at all, right?"
You've already succeeded once. Now, it's just a matter of repeating the same choice.

Slan's seductive voice rang out.

"That's right! Offer up this little girl! Your most beloved daughter! Just imagine how powerful you will become! Enough to crush all enemies and live forever!"

Yubik floated over as well, tempting him.

“Offer her up… just as you offered her up as you did to her mother…”

The city lord's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his huge single eye turned sharply towards Delicia, who was lying on the ground. His eyes flashed with struggle, greed, and... a trace of barely perceptible madness.

Survive! Become stronger!
"Don't touch Delicia!"

Just then, a small figure suddenly appeared in front of Delicia.

It's the little imp Buck!

He opened his small arms, his body trembling slightly with fear, but his eyes were unusually firm.

He could clearly feel the immense, suffocating malice emanating from the Hand of God and the head of the city lord!

"You... monsters!"

Buck mustered his courage and shouted.

"Heh... a tiny insect trying to stop a chariot with its bare hands?"

Ubik scoffed dismissively.

"You guys... how far are you going to go to manipulate people's hearts..."

Just then, a hoarse and deep voice abruptly interrupted Yubik's taunts.

Everyone followed the sound.

Guts, the black-clad swordsman who should have collapsed from exhaustion, actually stood up unsteadily!
He stood up, leaning on the huge dragon-slaying sword. Although his wounds were still bleeding and his face was as pale as paper, his eyes burned with an inextinguishable flame!
He walked forward step by step, with difficulty, toward the high and mighty hand of God!

"It's really... infuriating... to treat other people's pain and despair as a theatrical performance... you bunch of bastards!"

Gus's voice was filled with suppressed rage.

"Oh? Still struggling, you ant? How pathetic. Why don't you just lie there and accept your fate?"

Griffith looked down at his former friend, his voice devoid of any warmth, as if he were evaluating an insignificant object.

Guts did not answer; he simply raised his head and held up the massive dragon-slaying sword toward Griffith.

next moment!
Crack!

Tiny sparks of electricity suddenly danced across Guts's battered body!

At first, there were only a few scattered spots, like fireflies.

But a moment later, these electrical sparks suddenly surged!

Zila——! ! !
Blinding blue arcs of electricity erupted from Guts' body like a raging python, coiling around his body!

Centered on Guts, an invisible yet immense force suddenly spread out!
That is in another world, a force known as the rotation of magnetic fields...

hum - hum - hum -

The entire extradimensional space constructed by the hand of God began to tremble violently under the impact of this sudden force!

The spiral staircase beneath their feet groaned under the weight, and visible ripples even appeared on the spatial barrier, as if a boulder had been thrown into a calm lake!

"what?!"

Yubik screamed, and for the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on the chubby baby's face.

Slan stopped licking her lips, a hint of surprise flashing in her alluring eyes.

This power... does not belong to the cause and effect of this world!
Griffith's indifference finally vanished. He looked at Guts, who was enveloped in violent electricity, and at the Dragon Slayer sword that was also humming and flashing with electricity. His eyes narrowed slightly.

Guts felt the power surging within him, and heard the words the voice told him…

Is this... hope?!
"Griffiths, I've come... to kill you!!!"

(End of this chapter)