①From: A Ridiculous Magic Instructor and the Taboo Cult

②From: The Genius Prince's Deficit Nation Revitalization Strategy

Chapter Fifty-Two: Outer Gods Battle Demon Star, Starship Clashes with Tentacles' Flesh

call out---!

A violent scream pierced the sky.

The fiery bird flapped its scorching wings, breaking through the air with unstoppable force, tearing the sky and the earth apart, bringing with it an angry roar.

"This is the height I can reach now! Fly, my great golden wings!"

The dark-skinned, aloof female warrior transformed into phoenix wings and soared into the sky, rushing towards the blazing white light.

His heart trembled with fear, or rather, it wasn't Kennis's heart that trembled, but Poseidon's divine nature as a sea god that was filled with dread.

Kennis instantly saw... Poseidon's deepest, most profound fear.

It will never forget that scene from 12,000 years ago.

Starlight pierced the dark sky, descending from the vast Milky Way.

The falling demon star tore apart the world, causing the gods to tremble and the mysterious to be shaken.

Those were star fragments destined to destroy the world.

Tearing, tearing, tearing.

All attacks were meaningless; Artemis's orbital cannons couldn't even leave a scratch on that white radiance.

The white giant, bathed in a divine, soft light, possessed destructive power that terrified and spurred all creatures to flee in terror until it was exhausted.

Deep-sea ships were retrieved by the giants like toys.

The giant, like a child, broke the ocean-going ships into pieces, and even crushed the divine core.

This marked the final end of ancient civilization.

After the planet had rotated thirty times, the war finally came to an end.

But the outcome of the war was a price that the Olympian gods could hardly bear.

Kenneth: ......

A giant bird rises above the ocean.

The dark brown deity then realized what kind of monster it was facing.

A colossal object, too large to be fully seen, was a gigantic, snow-white human figure that violently invaded one's vision.

That's right, that's the King of Destruction, the true destroyer.

Its enormous eyes gleamed with a deliberate, unsettling light, and its hands seemed to have torn apart the majestic mountains.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa——!"

The enormous hand possessed a power that was beyond comprehension.

"impossible?!"

It was just a sharp roar.

The crimson flames on the female warrior's body were extinguished instantly.

"How could such a thing happen!"

The water is dissipating, or more accurately, it's being absorbed.

The power of the gods is of no use in the face of such a terrifying being.

Bang!

The destruction caused by the aura surrounding it is a terrifying calamity that surpasses even that of a Noble Phantasm.

Kenneth was momentarily stunned, a flash of fear crossing his eyes.

A gigantic hand came crashing through the air; a single swipe was enough to cause destruction.

This is not something that heroes or gods can defeat.

"Pfft—!"

The female warrior let out a chilling scream.

The speed at which Kenneth rushed forward was more than twice as fast as the speed at which he was slapped away.

The black and white leather armor melted instantly due to the abnormal magic of the demon star, revealing hot, bloody flesh that fell into the sea.

"Kainese——————!"

After all, these were Servants and partners with whom she had made a contract, so Kirshtalia still managed to call out with concern.

However, this combat power is truly... beyond the limits of the Star level.

"bring it on."

A blue summoning circle emerged from the scorching sea, dark and malevolent.

It exuded evil and filth, and flowed out a disgusting mud that looked like black animal ester.

"What filthy and blasphemous thing is that? Lord, please forgive my sins..." The saintess felt the terrifying filth and her body trembled involuntarily.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka were here, he would definitely know what kind of creature Debit had summoned.

Extraterrestrial life forms, which flew to the dark star terminal outside the universe during the Big Bang.

He hesitated for a moment; perhaps this was a good opportunity to destroy Chaldea... but...

Humans are creatures capable of doing good deeds.

These words have been etched in the heart of the 10-year-old boy.

We cannot trample on the kindness of these people here.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips, and a gentle expression appeared on his handsome face: "Two minutes. Don't waste the two minutes I've spent holding off this guy... junior."

Time and space seemed to be distorted like a fault line, and on a certain dimension beyond human comprehension, Debit's thinking was like that of a superman.

Black tentacles, accompanied by a roar like that of a giant elephant.

Suddenly, vines burst forth from the sea.

Slippery, countless enormous scarlet eyes mingled with black sewage, emanating an indescribable aura in the crimson firelight. Ugly and ferocious, between sharp fangs was a delicate, slender tongue, like a soft cone.

That was just a tentacle. Compared to it, even the Demon Pillar and the Sea Demon are adorable pets.

"My God, Master from Another World... what exactly did you summon? Why do I feel this strange fear and terror?"

Boudica covered her lips, her body trembling uncontrollably with shock.

“Gatanotoya…” Debit replied calmly.

Ophelia: "No way... the Great Old Ones of Cthulhu... can humans really summon those things?!"

When did you begin to have the illusion that Mr. Dai was human?

“A tiny clone among countless tentacles,” Debit said with a hint of pleasure.

Can you please stop breaking your sentences in half? And even if it's a clone of a tentacle, it's not a normal thing!

"Phew, at least finish your sentence, Debit. But, to be able to summon something like this... just what are you—" Kirshtalia's eyes widened in surprise as a pale golden light began to spread across the entire early 20th century sky.

An accident in his childhood caused irreversible damage to his magic circuits.

This prevented him from having a large amount of magic power flowing through his body [even so, it was still hundreds of millions more than Kadoc and Fujimaru Ritsuka], so he could only act as a communicator and coordinator.

It's like Prometheus stealing fire from the heavens to communicate between humans and the gods.

"Hmm... No need for further words, Kirshtalia."

Debit closed the terrifying human skin book, and heard a sharp, infant-like cry in his ear.

"Since you've asked me to, I will naturally fight well. Although my fighting style may be a little different."

Life outside the domain.

There are many unknown mysteries in this world; looking at them is like looking at a fog.

It will give you an indescribable sneer, and then, when you're not paying attention, it will devour you whole, skin and all.

All that remains is a permanent shadow in some place.

His gaze sharpened, and a rare hint of seriousness appeared in his usually indifferent eyes. This time, his opponent was a destroyer that even he could not ignore.

"Aaaaaaaaaa—!"

The white giant's piercing howl brought destructive annihilation and despairing shockwaves. The white giant, who had once torn apart the major pantheons of this world, now steamed the floodwaters, turning them a crimson color.

"This kind of monster... there's probably no way to deal with it with this, right?" Miss Jing Ke looked at the dagger in her hand, shook her head, and said helplessly.

A comical scene.

A white giant is destroying the world, while a dark-skinned evil god is protecting it—no, it can't be said to be protecting the world.

It only has this effect under Debit's control.

"Hiaaaaaaa!" An indescribable scream tore through space, and countless large, smooth, and tender eyes gathered with filthy energy.

Immediately after

Burst forth, erupt!

(Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii---)

The monster, its Sanity plummeting, let out a nonsensical laugh, and crimson energy shot from its rising dark tentacles onto the white giant's fluorescent shell.

Boom!

A dark explosion, a dark explosion bursting forth in the light, the world divided into three parts by three different but pure colors: white, black, and gold.

Unlike Gilles de Rais, Debit was completely controlling the phantom of the evil god. He had a brain that was no different from a human's, but completely different from a human's, highly focused, afraid of missing any detail.

Even he was unaware that the Demon Star, which had once terrified the entire planet, had extended its enormous, several-meter-long hand as it printed out a civilization entity on Earth.

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