The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)

When the flames went out, the spirits collapsed on the spot.

They staggered to their feet, but their bodies turned pale and translucent, as if they were about to disappear.

“…Everyone…” (Reno)

Everything will be fine, Reno. (???)

A voice echoed.

One that sounded familiar.

A translucent tree appeared behind Reno.

It was the Great War’s Tree Migelonov, who was supposed to have disappeared two thousand years ago.

“…Granny…? How…?” (Reno)

“…The same way as you. I borrowed Fran’s body and came back to life. Because there’s something I forgot to tell my dear, dear granddaughter, you see…” (Migelonov)

A leaf fluttered down from Migelonov.

It landed on Reno’s chest and vanished.

“Don’t worry about us, Reno. We all love you. And we love the one you love. The path you take is the path we take.” (Migelonov)

Migelonov turned into particles of light, which formed a magic circle on Reno’s palm.

It was as if she gave her the last of her wisdom.

“Now, let’s protect him together. It’s time for us to return the favor to the Great Spirit King, who has been protecting us for two thousand years.” (Migelonov)

Nodding in response, Reno activated the spell formula Migelonov had given her.

Tons of spirits gathered near her and poured their magic power into the magic circle.

The six wings on her back began to glow, faintly and dimly.

“<Spirit Army Alha Alfrem>.” (Reno)

The spirits were clad in green light, and gathered around Shin.

The Titi, Gennul, Lignon, Gigadeith, and Reno glowed green and turned into nebulous bodies of magic, then they gave him power.

“…Reno. You have my gratitude.” (Shin)

With the God-Slasher and the Pillage Blade in hands, Shin once again charged at Nosgalia.

“May all of thine ignorant spirits perish with thee, Disastrous God-Slaying Sword.” (Nosgalia)

Nosgalia flapped his wings of light.

The area was engulfed in golden flames, but Shin’s two swords cut through them.

A drop of water dripped from their tips.

The power of the eight-headed dragon resided in them, strengthening the demon swords.

The way he used Gennul and the Titi’s abilities earlier was probably a fragment of <Spirit Army Alha Alfrem>.

The moment Nosgalia glared at Shin, he turned into mist and split into countless copies of himself.

Using the ability of the mischievous fairies, the Shins surrounded Nosgalia.

The latter flapped his wings of light again, and all the Shins caught fire.

When the golden flames went out, however, he was nowhere to be seen.

“How foolish of thee to use the same tricks over and over against a god.” (Nosgalia)

With his Magic Eyes closed, Nosgalia sent the Divine Sword Roduier flying.

Shin’s power of Hiding wore off, revealing his appearance.

At the same time, he thrusted Gneodoros into the ground.

When he did, trees grew out of it one after another.

The moment Roduier stabbed one of them, the tree became like a hard cocoon, and wrapped the Divine Sword in numerous layers. This was the power of Ennunien.

“Then how about a thousand of them?” (Nosgalia)

When he said that, Nosgalia flapped his wings and detached countless feathers from them.

All of those morphed into a thousand Divine Sword Roduier, which he hurled at Shin.

There weren’t any openings to avoid them, and it was impossible to knock them down with a sword.

But the moment Shin kicked off the ground, his body turned into a lightning bolt.

With a thunderous roar, he zigzagged through the gaps between the Divine Swords, and shot through Nosgalia’s heart.

“Gah…! Ngh…!” (Nosgalia)

With a zapping sound, Shin changed back to normal, and turned around.

Immediately after that, he thrusted out his God-Slasher at Nosgalia at high speed.

His wings of light closed on him, as if to shield him.

But they closed one second too late.

The moment both wings closed completely, Shin slipped the blade of Gneodoros past them through a gap small enough to pass a needle through it, and hollowed out Nosgalia’s body with it.

Fresh blood splattered, and feathers scattered in the air.

His body was impaled, yet Nosgalia was still smiling.

“…Perish, God-Slaying Sword…” (Nosgalia)

Without paying attention to him, Shin pushed Gneodoros even deeper into Nosgalia’s body.

“…Haha!” The god let out a dry chuckle.

“Allow me to grant unto thine ignorant self my divine wisdom: the word of a god is absolute. As thou have taken hold of love, and as thou have raised Avos Dilhevia, thou shalt never escape my divine words. Fare thee well, Disastrous God-Slaying Swo—” (Nosgalia)

A crack appeared on Nosgalia’s body.

The reddish-black blade of the God-Slasher that pierced through him began to emit sinister particles of magic that seemed to be drawing a spiral.

“<God-Slasher, Third Secret: Hell>.” (Shin)

Nostalgia’s source was sliced in half in an instant.

When Shin let go of the God-Slasher, the Heavenly Father tripped over his own two feet.

However, he immediately looked back up.

“…Haha…! The source of a god is indestructible… I shalt nev— GAACK…!!?” (Nosgalia)

Nosgalia revived himself, but his source, which had been cleaved in two by the God-Slasher still embedded in his body, was now divided into four pieces.

“…Gods are… immort— GAHAAH…!!” (Nosgalia)

Shin was coldly gazing at Nosgalia as he screamed.

“<Hell> is, as the name implies, a hell of blades that slice the target’s source. This is the punishment that the God-Slasher inflicts on the gods.” (Shin)

After being split into four, his source was split into eight, then sixteen, and in the next moment, it was split into thirty-two. The source of a god could never break down, but this was precisely why this sword secret of the God-Slasher would slice his source endlessly.

He would continue to suffer the torture of having his source sliced and diced until it could no longer be split.

“Back then, I thought I had failed to cut down your words.” (Shin)

Shin used the Pillage Blade to slash the throat of Nosgalia, who fell to his knees on the spot.

Then without a moment’s pause, he drew the Jewel Sword Eilarrow.

“But I suppose Reno was right.” (Shin)

Shin flashed his sword across Nosgalia’s body in a pentagram pattern.

He was now sealed with the God-Slasher still embedded in his source.

His body vanished, leaving behind only the red jewel he was sealed in.

“No matter how many times you try to use those words of yours, there is no way I could ever fail to cut them down.” (Shin)

Whether it was in the past or the present…

Shin had succeeded in cutting down the words uttered by that god.