I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

It seems the pressure wasn't enough...

The demons' fighting spirit plummeted to rock bottom; continuing would only result in them being utterly crushed by his domineering power.

The experiment ended almost as soon as it began.

While Du Wei was thinking this—

"Drink it!!"

A figure wielding a greatsword suddenly appeared from the other side and approached Du Wei.

It was undoubtedly a surprise attack targeting an opening.

However, the same situation as with Kiba Yuto occurred.

The blade struck his shoulder, creating a searing spark, but failed to leave a single mark on his skin.

"Oh, the church?"

Du Wei looked at the person who came and judged their identity.

Because she held a holy sword unique to the church.

"We won't let you invaders run rampant! Our reinforcements have arrived! This world has no need for heretics like you!"

"support?"

A hint of amusement appeared in Du Wei's clear eyes.

The girl wielding her sword showed no fear in her blade, and was much simpler and more innocent than Kiba.

No, to be precise, I didn't think about anything at all.

Being a swordsman is indeed a great achievement, but rigid thinking can sometimes be very dangerous.

"You're still too green. If I were to get serious, I'd rather have your god and demon king come out. Because if they don't act now, they might never have another chance."

"Demons and heretics! I, the Holy Swordsman Genovya Quata, will not flinch, not even if it means sacrificing my life!"

Genovya is a Holy Swordswoman in the Papacy.

For many years, they have been under the direct management of the celestial forces. Since the Lord still exists in the world, they have accepted the Lord's guidance without complaint or regret.

It's not just the offspring of demons who are being taught about external enemies.

Even the Lord himself clearly stated that enemies from beyond the realm were the greatest enemy, and she was fortunate enough to witness the Lord's sorrowful expression.

The troubles that heresy brings to the Lord will be resolved by them.

The shimmering blade sliced ​​across Du Wei's shoulder; the holy sword, which used to cut through iron like mud, was now so dull that one couldn't help but doubt its sharpness.

How could this be...? It didn't even cause a scratch...!

Those who witnessed the hat trick were stunned and speechless, unaware of the extent of the enemy's endurance and resilience.

You should know that the Holy Sword is a replica of the King's Sword.

A holy sword crafted by the very hand of the God of the Bible.

To prepare for potential external enemies, the God of the Bible had been undertaking a large-scale military upgrade long ago.

Mass-produced King's Sword is one of the categories.

Although it's marketed as a replica, it's only slightly inferior to the genuine King's Sword...

"He won't back down. He's really hardworking and ambitious. His sword is even simpler than I thought. Maybe he's qualified to adapt to my 'reason'."

"What....?"

Genovia was unsure what Duvi was referring to.

However, it gives people a rather ominous feeling.

Like a flower bud in full bloom, exuding a sweet fragrance to lure its prey, this carnivorous flower emanates a captivating yet deadly aura.

Beyond the fear, it is especially anxiety-inducing.

My heart was filled with trepidation yet also peace.

The soul exists in two extremely contradictory states, and the intertwined emotions disturb the mind.

The next second—

When Genovia realized the enemy's actions, a bad premonition spread rapidly from the bottom of her heart like wildfire.

"In terms of swordsmanship, this pure sword is quite good. However, it must be able to withstand my domineering aura. Can this quality and will prove its purity? If it is not pure enough, it will fall into an abyss of no return."

Du Wei gently reached out and grasped the King's Sword.

Watching him touch his beloved sword, I felt a sense of disgust, as if my soul had been tainted by some kind of radiance.

Stop, stop... Don't... Don't touch my sword...

Genovia saw a light in Du Wei's deep eyes that seemed colder than anything else.

"Let's rework it a bit."

Du Wei wore a mocking smile.

As if hearing her heartfelt prayer, he slightly tightened his grip on the King's Sword.

A sound like a heart breaking came out.

The entire King's Sword was covered with dense, spiderweb-like cracks, and the sound of it breaking was like the mournful cry of a blade on the eve of destruction.

Bang--!!

With a gentle squeeze, Du Wei shattered the King's Sword.

The fragments scattered in front of Genovya.

It's been destroyed, it's been destroyed...

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still for her, and the sword of love given to her by the Lord was shattered like trash.

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The fragile strings of the soul have been broken.

The destruction of the weapon was tantamount to the destruction of the swordsman's life, and Genovya endured the backlash of rampaging energy within her body.

She suffered the same fate as Shiroe Toujou and Yuto Kiba before her, being thrown dozens of meters away by an invisible aura.

It crashed into the modern building made of steel and concrete.

The cold air made the demons feel uneasy, as if their bones were being pounded by an iron hammer.

We can't beat them, there's no way to win.

The gap in strength between them and Du Wei is too great; they cannot sustain a fight for a short period of time with their current strength.

Rias and Sona are aware of the cruel reality.

Half of the members lost their ability to move, and the remaining half had exhausted all their strength just to maintain this awareness.

Continuing down this path will only lead to their complete annihilation.

In fact, their efforts were not entirely in vain, as evidenced by the earlier arrival of Genovya.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Light guns rained down from the sky like arrows.

The fact that the reinforcements had been placed upside down in front of Du Wei, stopping him in his tracks, was the best proof that support had arrived.

Stopping was not out of Du Wei's fear.

Instead, their attention shifted after they realized who was approaching. 27

To Du Wei, the light gun was nothing more than a slightly brighter blade of grass, which could be bent and broken with the slightest touch.

You don't even need to do anything.

He could do all of this with just a single breath.

"Heh, so you've arrived? And quite a few unfamiliar faces. After all these years, are you ready to experience despair a second time?"

Du Wei raised his head, his attitude arrogant.

The arrival of the people floating in the air reassured Rias and the others considerably, as they were all leaders within the Bible's forces.

The God of the Bible is placed first.

On either side of her were members of the Underworld and the Heavenly Realm who had survived the Demon Realm, as well as the Fallen Angel Governor Azazel and the Fallen Angel Bychu.

The underworld has recently seen the addition of many new generations.

For example, Lucifer of the Gremory family, Achuka Beelzebub who inherited the name Beelzebub, and Seraph Leviathan of the Sidi family who inherited the name Leviathan... they are all the new generation of hope for the underworld.

Now, people gather in Komao Town to jointly deal with external enemies.

The moment they entered Komao Town, they sensed something amiss, as if several invisible chains were binding them.

The whole world is filled with a sense of alienation and incongruity.