Holy Smite.

  A 7th tier spell that enveloped the target in a n of pure light and inflicted massive damage if they were evil aligned.

  A spell beyond mortals’ capability. A spell that only the highest rankings of angels could cast. But as the “True Light”, Yuuji was capable of casting an enhanced version of this spell.

  Holy Judgement.

  A spell which purifies aroys all undead up to level 70 and deals massive damage to all undead, fiend, and those who were evil-aligned or have ive-karma.

  Enhanced by the passive of “True Light” whicreases its effectiveness and damage, no undead here within a 40ft (~12m) radius would survive with their unlife.

  Unleashing this spell, Yuuji annihited the massive horde of death and deear the door. Then, he unleashed Holy Aura II: Fortitude, to calm the guards and give them strength for a moment.

  Yuuji approached one of the guards who had fallen on the ground and crawled ba fear, leaving a trail of liquid that had seeped into the earth. His face was ashen white as he looked up to him, though some colors were starting to return thanks to his holy aura. However, tainted blood of the undead still g onto his hands, arms, spear, and armor, intermingling with the cold sweat he had perspired from the near-death experienbsp;

  With one hand still holding Avalon, to Est’s displeasure which she clearly expressed in his mind, Yuuji picked up the fallen guard from the ground with his other hand.

  A look of shock spread across the guard’s face when he was suddenly lifted up from the ground so effortlessly, as if he wasn’t an adult man with ons and armor.

  “It seems we made it just in time. Thank you for holding on so far, brave soldiers. Leave the rest to us.”

  From simply being in his presence, fear had disappeared from their hearts as stalwart determination began to fill them, repg it.

  Like a ray of light in the midst of a harsh, unending winter blizzard, the warmth and assurance his presence had brought made even some of them shed a tear.

  “T-Thank you for saving us, great adventurer!”

  Yuuji simply nodded his head.

  However, to Albert and the rest of the guards, the simple gesture of accepting their gratitude but refusing any further praise as if it was only natural for him to save them reverberated deep in their heart.

  Ihis was how a true hero they’ve only read in storybooks or heard in legends should react towards any praise for their heroism. With humility and grabsp;

  Yuuji looked towards the door. With the massive horde of undead annihited by his spell, the situation was safe for now. However, the damage that had been inflicted upon the doors and walls were signifit.

  If another wave of undead of simir iy were to hit it, he wouldn’t be surprised if it were to burst any sed. In fact, even now, without aernal forces ag upon it, its hinges were already groaning and its metal parts creaking as it was about to colpse from its ow.

  “Sir, would you opees for us?”

  All the guards froze in their spot upon hearing Yuuji’s words. And Albert, who was asked this question by their savior, couldn’t help but look at him in shobsp;

  He couldn’t even begin to uand why his savior would ask for something so absurd?

  “S-Sir, with all due respect, we ot opees! W-While you may have annihited many with your spell, w-we’ve seen thousands more beyond it! I am sure they are marg here as we speak!”

  The answer he received was as he expected. After all, opening the gates would mean that the flood of rotting corpses and the abominable beings of undead would ehe city to massacre all the living within.

  And without much time to expin the reality of their capability to wipe the entire horde of uo the guards, who would have a hard time believing subelievable cims, Yuuji yielded.

  “Very well. Then, please keep wat the gates to make sure no undead slips through, and help evacuate the masses from the area.”

  “Eh? W-Wai–”

  Yuuji moved past the guards, followed by Aika, Momonga, and Lupu.

  Then as they approached the gate, Aika waved her hand, letting it dahrough the air as the ephemeral light of magic shi the tip of her fiips.

  Awe struck the guards when they saw the elegant, graceful gesture of the woman with otherworldly beauty before them.

  While most of her face was covered by a fox’s mask, the little they could see vihem that a face more beautiful than anything they’ve ever seen id behind it.

  Just then, all of them snapped out of their daze when they saw all four were lifted up into the air, floating, and flew away and over the gates.

  Now all was silence.

  They stared with open mouths and stunned eyes for a while, as though a typhoon had just swept past them. The first guard to recover spoke in a voice that trembled untrolbly:

  “Oi… do you hear it?”

  “Hear what?”

  “The sounds of the undead.”

  Even though they straiheir ears to listen, they could not hear anything. It was as though a veil of silence had been drawn across the nd. The stant sound of the undead pounding on the doors from just now was o be found.

  They looked up to the sky, and saw rays of golden light shining from the heavens above, despite it being in the middle of the night.

  A heavenly light… A heavenly miracle…

  “as that warrior…”

  “I-I’ve never heard of him either… But calling someoh skills like that a copper-pte is too much of a joke. He should be one of those legendary adventurers with an Adamae, right?”

  Albert, along with the others quietly voiced their approval. Someone like that could not be a mere copper-pte adventurer.

  The beautiful woman in pure white robes as well. Even being able to cast the third-tier spell [Fly] was enough to make that caster a master. But casting a single spell which could give the ability to fly on four people at the same time… It was simply unheard of.

  They did not know what the other two were capable of, but at the very least, those two should be someone who possessed a pte made of the highest rank of all metals – in other words, a hero.

  There was no other possibility.

  “We… Perhaps we just saarty of legends. A warrior of light… and a pure white archmage. Heroes.”

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  With no outside prying eyes, Yuuji exged Avalon with Est, after musistence from her.

  And now that she was finally wielded by Yuuji, the spirit sword sn couldn’t stop glowing brightly.

  Moving through the seemingly tless waves of undead, a space of around 60ft (~18m) around Yuuji was void of any corruption and decay. His golden aura, which purified any undead it touched, created a space of purity and holihat no creatures of death and decay could enter.

  Glowing with the gold, ephemeral light of Holy Aura IV: Peace which granted all allies with immunity to fear, fusion, insanity, medium recovery to both HP and MP, a medium increase to all stats, and sing all mid-tier curses and evil spirits, Yuuji advahrough the crypt at the forefront of the group with the rest following closely behind him.

  “[Aura Saber]”

  With a swing of the delighted Est, a golden wave of divine energy that inated from beyond the stars and heavens erased the existence of hundreds of undeads in its wake.

  The divine energy of the orue “Light” did not discriminate against the type of undead. Skeletons, zombies, wights, ghouls, swell skins, corrupt dead, ghasts, an eggs, everything was erased and purified equally.

  After a while, Momonga looked back towards the gate and double checked the distaween them and the doors to the graveyard to see if any guards could still see them.

  Having them see a small part of Yuuji’s power was something they inteo do in order to further boost their popurity and legend so they could reach the Adamantite rank quickly.

  However, the following things Momonga inteo do to speed things up was not something that should be seen by them.

  After making sure no eyes – physiagical – were watg, Momonga closed his eyes and imagiwo of his dearest friends, and willed them to be.

  “Touch Me-san, Ulbert-san, will you please help me with the ads?”

  Before them, the phantoms of the World Champion and God of Destru appeared fag Momonga.

  The full pted warrior wielding a sword and shield gave him a thumbs up, while the goat headed magic caster i-bck suit a cape nodded.

  Without a word, the two disappeared from their spot. And a moment ter, sounds of breaking bones, ripping flesh, and explosions resouhroughout the graveyard, returning tless undeads bato their graves.

  Yuuji smiled softly and turo look at Momonga as he looked into the distance, as if he could still see the phantoms of his fuildmates.

  “Having Touch Me-san and Ulbert-san deal with ads… Isn’t it a bit too overkill?”

  Momonga chuckled at Yuuji’s words.

  “It totally is. But, Ulbert-san will be happy with the destru he could unleash. Though, Touch Me-san might pin a bit.”

  “Hehe~ He definitely will~ But, it’ll make our job here much quicker!”

  Aika giggled.

  “Well, I might do it quicker, but if I do, I might destroy this entire part of the city along with them~”

  “... Please don’t use [Meteor Swarm] here, Aika-san. You’ll not only destroy this part of the city, but the ehing. You’ll also kill Nfirea.”

  “I know~ That’s why I’m gd I’m not the one who has to do it~”

  The group tinued in their path.

  Soon, they reached a chapel at the heart of the graveyard. Several uspicious-looking fellows were standing in a circle in front of the chapel, apparently dug some kind of ritual.

  Bck robes adorheir bodies, c them entirely, and which varied in both texture and color. Their bck head cloths hid their faces, only showing their eyes. While the wooden staves they carried had strange carvings on their ends.

  The only exposed face beloo the man in the middle. His appearance was that of an undead zombie, and though Yuuji and Momonga khat he was in fact alive from the anime, Yuuji and Momonga still fided in their divine sense and geass respectively to firm it.

  He was well-dressed, or at least adorned in a better quality robe than the rest, and seemed to be trating on the bck stohat he held in his hand.

  The wind carried whispered words to their ears. The voices in the air rose and fell in unison. It sounded like some sort of chatting.

  However, it didn’t sound like a requiem meant to honor the dead. But some sort of dark ritual which bsphemed against the deceased.

  Yuuji and the rest did not hesitate to approach. And as they walked below the magical lights, the suspicious group of people noticed and took a stanbsp;

  “Khajit-sama, they’re here…”

  The man at the ter, the undead-looking man, gred at the fool who uttered his name before the enemy, before returning his attention to the holy padin and his party.

  He winced as the bck orb in his hand began to glow with unholy light in respoo the pure divine and holy aura emanating from its natural enemy.

  “A cult of death doing a ritual in a graveyard… What an uncouth hobby.”

  “Hmph… I say the same to you. But I’m not enting on your hobby of lig the Gods’ asses. Who are you anyway? Some padin from the Holy kingdom?”

  The man standing in the ter of the circle, Khajit, asked as he looked at Yuuji with intered.

  “I’m an adventurer on an assig, looking for a missing young man… I trust you know who I’m talking about, even if I don’t state his name?”

  The other members of the group took a stance, firming that they were not is dragged into the matter.

  “No armies… You’re bad at lying, holy knight. While they may be weak to holy aura, it’s impossible for you to break through the horde of uhat easily.”

  His eyes then shifted towards Aika, Momonga, and Lupu, closely them. Then, upon ing to a clusion on his osided grin appeared on his grim, pale fabsp;

  “I see… It must’ve been an exhausting journey huh? You are better actors than you are adventurers.”

  Yuuji deadpanned in silence. Aika yawned. Momonga looked at the obvious bad guy and cultist with a fused expression, while Lupu held back a chuckle at the bizarre mental gymnastic the guy just did.

  “Well… You may think however you wish, Khajit.”

  “... And you are?”

  “Oh that’s right, I fot to introduce myself. But perhaps, you have your panion join us so we won’t have to introduce ourselves twice.”

  Khajit looked coldly at Yuuji.

  “What do you me–”

  “Spare me the lies, Khajit. We both know none of your nky, sunlight-defit minions could kidnap even a little girl from the fortress city. There should be someone profit ih amongst you. Though, I guess they must be hiding because they’re cowardly by nature.”

  “Fufu~ Oh my~ Your praise honors me, your holiness~”

  Suddenly, a female voice rang out from the chapel.

  A young woman, robes, with sholden hair slowly emerged into the light, and every step she took was apanied by the cttering of metal against metal.

  “You…”

  “Ahhh~ they fou already, so there’s no more point in hiding. Speaking of which~ I only hid because I ’t use the [ceal Life] spell~”

  The woman grinned, in respoo the somewhat angered Khazit.

  While she was beautiful, the psychotic grin that reached her blood red eyes could easily scare grown men away.

  Yuuji, Aika, and Momonga could reize who she was, even without using Momonga’s geass. She was the one who once held the position of 9th seat in the Bck Scripture – the stro army ae force of the Sheocracy – and stole the “ of Wisdom” from one of the Six Miko Princesses of the Theocracy befoing rogue.

  “May I know your name? Ah, I’m Clementine. Pleased to meetcha~”

  “Likewise. My name is Alexander. And these are my rades. Lilith, Momon, and Lupu.

  “I’ve never heard that name before… how about you?”

  “I haven’t heard of it myself — and I’ve gathered information on all the highranked adventurers iy, so how is it I’ve never heard of a Momon among them? Still, how did you know it was here?”

  “A gathering of cultists. A massive dark ritual. Where else would someone need a person who possesses the talent to use any magical items desperately enough to kidnap them?”

  “...”

  Silence fell. But before long, Clementine’s scoff echoed through the silenight.

  “Pfft! Ahahaha~ You gotta give that to ‘im, Khajit! It’s true, after all~ You sure didn’t think this through, huh~?”“Damn you…”

  Clementine narrowed her eyes, ign the gre of the old man, and looked towards the white gold padin.

  She threw open her coat, revealing what looked like scale mail whidividual ptes had mismatched pos. However, despite everything solely lit by moonlight, Yuuji, Aika, and Momonga’s excellent vision saw through the truth immediately.

  Those were not metal ptes which made up the scale mail. They were tless advees. Ptinum, gold, silver, iron, copper, even mithril and orichalcum.

  All these were the proof of all the adventurers Clementine had been killing, the trophies taken from her hunts. The innumerable vengeful groans seemed to haunt the metal ptes’ king.

  “Now then, we all know where this is going. So, who will apany me for a little game tonight~?”

  “Fufu~ How cute~”

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