The Platinum Dragon Lord was a bit dazed.
He originally thought his Wild Magic could at least cause some damage to the Sword Saint. After all, the current Sword Saint was only possessed by divine power and wasn't the actual Evil God's Main Body. Even if she was strong, there should be a limit. His Wild Magic was among the top-tier offensive spells, capable of dealing damage that even World-Class Items couldn't negate—one of the abilities he acquired specifically to counter players.
But what was that?
No defense, no evasion.
She rushed straight through his magic and then, as if shooing a puppy, lightly tapped his head with a fist? And just an attack of that level made him feel agonizing pain, his brain instantly overwhelmed by painful sensations as if his brains were being beaten out. That punch clearly didn't look like it used much force, yet the disparity in power was actually this vast? He truly couldn't imagine—if just the descending divine power was this strong, how strong must the Evil God's true form be!
Firelight burned the sky. The Platinum Dragon Lord struggled to open his eyes and saw that demonic sword piercing the clouds—or perhaps it could be called a divine sword, for it was a mythological armament constructed entirely of mana. Its power was even above that of World-Class Items, a divine weapon truly capable of dealing a world-shattering blow. If this sword were to grow larger, it might destroy a planet with a single strike. That was the great sword symbolizing the arrival of the Dusk.
"Is it... over?"
As expected, trying to oppose the world-destroying Evil God from the prophecy by himself was too reckless. That was an existence that, in the prophecy, could easily defeat the dragon army led by the Dragon Emperor. He should have known long ago that he couldn't be the opponent's match. Wild Magic? World-Class Items? Those things couldn't even scratch the opponent's skin. This was an existence that exceeded those bounds. To use levels as a description, it was as if a Level 300 existence appeared in a Level 100 version; all skills and items in the current environment could not deal damage to this existence that exceeded the version.
Facing the weakened Platinum Dragon Lord, Tsukasa had no intention of letting him go. The ultimate magic, Dusk, was perfectly released for the first time, and under the Demonic Sword Refinement skill, it transformed into the world-ending divine sword. She was confident this single strike could instant-kill anyone—even Wakaba-san from the previous world, or that Demon King whose attributes reached the system's upper limit.
The Platinum Dragon Lord, who was far weaker than Wakaba-san and the Demon King, was even less likely to withstand this strike. After all, this was true damage that far exceeded the opponent's total HP. With one strike, this Dragon Lord would likely
not even have ashes left.
[Demonic Sword Refinement · Laevateinn: A skill obtained by combining Alchemy Magic: Demonic Sword Creation with the magic Dusk. Creates a one-time Great Sword of Dusk, dealing 10 times the total mana consumed as true damage. This skill has no upper limit. — "Now, the prologue of the Dusk has been played!"]
The skill itself had no upper limit.
But the minimum lower limit required
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of mana. Previously, Tsukasa could only use an incomplete form of Dusk, but even that incomplete Dusk was terrifying due to its true damage property. The current skill was even beyond the complete form of Dusk.
Minimum
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x10 true damage.
Among all the creatures Tsukasa had encountered so far, not a single one had HP that could reach this number—not even the Dragon God, let alone this small Dragon Lord before her. At this moment, her confidence wasn't due to arrogance, but because her power truly exceeded the world's limit.
As for why?
Based on the consumption required to create the Magic Sword Laevateinn, she calculated that her current total mana was at least over 1 million. If she used her full power to create Laevateinn, the analytical ability of her Sword Saint State provided the answer: it would be enough to destroy this planet. The sacrificial ritual of the Goddess Cult had brought her a considerable surprise; the effect of that ritual was not a simple addition or subtraction of the sacrifices' attributes, but rather, after absorbing the sacrifices, her own life had evolved, and her attribute values increased through a multiplicative algorithm.
To describe it using an anime she had seen in the past, it was like the moment a Saiyan transforms into a Super Saiyan. Her attributes, which were originally only in the tens of thousands, soared to millions—a level of strength so great she could hardly believe it herself. In this state, she couldn't even continue with the psychological thought of assuming she was weak, because she knew she was currently the strongest!
Because the Voice of the World spoke thus: she was now the strongest in this world. If she insisted on doing so, destroying the world would be no problem at all.
But she was not the kind of person who would do such a thing.
Moreover, although her divinity was that of the Goddess of Dusk—the ultimate god of destruction—she also possessed the skill [Heart of Nature], known as the "Incarnation of the World's Child." Furthermore, the bloodline bonus of the Sword Saint was something similar. In other words, her relationship with the world was clearly as close as parent and child. Why did these tiny creatures think she wanted to destroy the world? Oh, it turns out they were worried about their own race being destroyed by her and had no interest in whether the world itself actually perished. That's fine then; she could understand their fear.
However, understanding did not mean she could forgive such behavior. Because they feared her power, they wanted to eliminate her; thus, it was only natural for them to be eliminated by her. One must know that although the Goddess Cult was born because of her, that incident was an accident as far as she was concerned. And whether it was for her own sake or not, at the very least, she was truly helping to eliminate the evil Goddess Cult. And now, just because she had obtained the power of a god, they wanted to eliminate her? That was far too unreasonable; she could not accept it.
With a single strike, the earth collapsed, and flames burst through the ground. The entire plain turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
Tsukasa noticed that Ainz Ooal Gown over there was using space teleportation to take the other survivors away. She didn't stop him because she knew Ainz Ooal Gown was a smart man. As long as she went to persuade him later, Ainz Ooal Gown would certainly not become her enemy.
However... she looked down at the sea of fire.
The entire plain was ablaze, and the ground was flowing lava. It was clear that the terrain here had become completely unsuitable for living creatures. Although she had felt the sensation of a hit with that last strike, the Platinum Dragon Lord had still managed to escape. The opponent used summoning magic to complete a swap with a previously placed puppet, letting the puppet die in his place to evade that sword strike. He should have retreated back to his home base by now.
Although she could immediately give chase and slay the opponent, she was in no hurry. Moreover, that ominous premonition she had always felt in her heart had not disappeared. If anything, as her power grew stronger, this premonition became more intense. She couldn't quite understand it; she currently had no enemies left in this world, so why this ominous feeling? But she trusted her intuition, so she decided to go back and find Alice first.
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