Chapter 42 – Angel

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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Since when did my wings start feeling uncomfortable.

Ceciel frowned whenever she tossed and turned on the bed.

It was a question she deliberately looked away from despite knowing the answer.

However, a harsh memory did not tolerate feeble attempts. In the same way one could not block the sunlight by raising their hand, that was.

[I am the sun. I am the very origin of all things that all creations in the world lean on.]

A stern voice lingering in her ears. Ceciel tightly shut her eyelids.

However, what her closed eyelids showed was the sight of the time when the world was being dyed dark.

[I take back the things I have given you.]

The Sun God turned his back on the heavens and the world.

Under the sun dyed black, in the world sinking into darkness, the light emitted by the gods was too faint.

[The Sun God has gone mad!]

[O Sun, why.]

Nevertheless, they intended to fight.

It was a simple reason. They thought that if all the gods united, they could defeat even the Sun God.

Ceciel was also among the group challenging the Sun God.

It would be possible if all the stars in the heavens fought as one, wouldn’t it.

It was a complacent judgment.

The Sun God emitted a dark purple aura beyond his resplendently colorful feather cloak.

That flesh made of unchanging gold and mysteriously sparkling green obsidian did not tolerate those who dared to challenge him.

The gods who challenged first died first.

[Frail and weak ones. To think such beings who are only propped up and cannot even exist independently dare to be called gods.]

Every time the Sun God, far away, flicked his finger, a star shattered.

No matter how solid a star was, it was powerless before the Sun God’s power.

The one that lasted a bit longer was Growing Life. It was because he at least screamed out.

While Growing Life’s limbs were being torn apart following the Sun God’s gesture, he desperately shouted out.

[Run away…]

[You cannot win. You must not win either!]

[Run away!]

There was nothing Ceciel and the angels could do.

They simply had to follow the words of the master they served. In fact, even if there was no order, they would have run away.

Because even the gods who witnessed the Sun God’s mightiness gave up the fight and started to flee.

The Celestial Church, which remained until the end to persuade him, was no exception.

After completely crushing those who intended to remain in the heavens, the Sun God looked at the fleeing stars and declared flatly.

[Since I had ascended you and made you into stars.]

Screams began to resonate from all over the world that lost its light.

There were gods and angels trying to save people even if belatedly, but the Sun God didn’t even allow that.

The dark purple aura showed all the places where people hid like wriggling tentacles.

The light dyed pitch-black restricted the power of gods and angels.

Groups and civilizations, systems and histories, and even religion were denied by the Sun God.

[Now I shall crash you and make you into prey.]

Ceciel and the angels following Ceciel turned a blind eye to the screaming ones.

If they hadn’t, they would have died long ago.

The angels crawled into caves and hid in the shadows, only waiting for the sun to set.

[Challenge me.]

Since that day, Ceciel had never once forgotten the Sun God’s words.

[Save me the trouble of finding you.]

He was a god who tore apart and killed even gods with a few hand gestures.

Only then did she remember the titles calling the Sun God.

God of gods, Star of stars.

[If you were once stars, shouldn’t you fight proudly and die.]

“No, no, no!”

It was an illusion.

It was just a simple dream.

The moment Ceciel murmured like that, the illusion began to move on its own.

The one who used to reign in the heavens with an arrogant attitude suddenly turned his head.

The resplendently colorful feather cloak covering the armor-like flesh made of gold and green obsidian.

Unlike the sun dyed black, the two pupils still burning brightly were looking at Ceciel.

[Seraph Ceciel of the Church of the Cycle. You surely know the reason your wings are uncomfortable.]

“N, no…”

[I see and remember. Those who turned a blind eye to those they had to protect, hid themselves, and prolonged their lives.]

“Illusion! It’s an illusion! A bullshit dream!”

It was the moment Ceciel desperately wailed. The Sun God’s momentum became fierce.

“How dare you treat the revelation I sent down as a mere pipe dream?”

“Aaaaaaaaak!!!!”

Ceciel kicked her blanket away just like that.

After catching her breath while panting for a long time. She looked around to see if anything had changed.

Fortunately, except for the bed that became a mess, everything was the same.

“Haa, haa… Ye, yes. It’s a dream. A dream.”

Whew…

It was when Ceciel sighed and regained her stability.

The sound of footsteps roughly pounding the hallway scratched Ceciel’s nerves raw.

“Hey, what is it. I told you not to run around while I’m sleeping, right?”

Although she snapped fiercely, the answer that came back wasn’t words of agreement.

The man who had run with all his might pounded on the bedroom door strongly and shouted with a hoarse voice.

“Lady Ceciel, it’s an attack!”

“What? Has the sun already risen?”

“No, they invaded before the sun rose! And Lord Anniel told me to call Lady Ceciel!”

The Sun God had a very strong attachment towards the world.

Now that that attachment was reversed and became hatred, Ceciel realized how generous the Sun God had been until now.

The offensive of Blood-Soaked Mud and his subordinate monsters far exceeded expectations.

To the extent that the monsters that had invaded until now were merely trivial. The angels, who had unknowingly built up their confidence, realized belatedly.

That they weren’t growing, but the enemies were just cutting them infinite slack.

They noticed too late that they had kept them alive for a reason and came to kill them for a reason.

=Aaaaaaaaak!=

=Caught one.=

Aiming Bone Fragment moved as if hunting flying ducks.

He formed a barrage with monsters similar to himself.

Once the angels were exhausted from moving to avoid the barrage, he sniped them.

Naturally, they couldn’t fly anymore with wings torn and pierced by bone fragments and faint divine power.

=Eat them up before they can heal them.=

=S, stop! E, euaaaaak!=

What waited for the fallen angel were only the jaws of monsters.

To the monsters starved for spirit and flesh, the scent of the heavens was a disgusting yet sweet spice.

Even while frowning, they dug in gluttonously.

Aiming Bone Fragment, who had already tasted the flesh of a god, merely smacked his lips.

=It would be nice if there was at least a weak god.=

On the other hand, the angels found it overwhelming just to dodge around the barrage made of bones and filth.

They could only watch the sight of their fellow angel being eaten.

“Uirniel!”

“Don’t go, put distance! Don’t leave the starlight’s covering fire!”

The one reason a fight was even established was only one.

Because the stars in the night sky were desperately helping.

-Star Protection miracle, Protection of the Sentinel Star

-Star Protection miracle, Dawn of the Consoling Star

-Star Protection miracle, Falling Tear of the Ever-Weeping Star

The starlight of the Sentinel Star instantly burned the monsters moving along the alleys.

The faint light of the Consoling Star soothed and coaxed the survivors not to fall into panic, inducing them to evacuate.

The tears shed by the Ever-Weeping Star helped the angels’ coordination by reducing the influence of the Great Demon and the Black Sun.

‘They are not simple stars. Each and every star possesses a power that overwhelms mediocre gods.’

Anniel knew their level very well.

If it weren’t for the starlight’s covering fire, they would have already been annihilated.

Aiming Bone Fragment was a force that couldn’t guarantee victory even if the angels were in perfect condition.

As time passed, this fact became clearer.

Aiming Bone Fragment and his subordinate monsters continued to hunt the angels.

“Why isn’t Lady Ceciel coming?!”

“Protect the people! Don’t repeat the same mistake!”

Voices gradually shrinking.

The injured were falling one by one. Anniel was no exception.

The only fortunate thing was the fact that he met Ceciel before being eaten.

A familiar voice was heard by Anniel, who had bounced off to the city wall and was dying.

“Anniel! Why didn’t you come wake me?!”

“I thought you would notice… It seems someone blocked it.”

An angel’s senses were by no means ordinary.

No matter how tired Ceciel was, it was not to the extent of not noticing a battle.

Anniel realized with his characteristic insight that there was an intervention.

And also what was needed to break through this situation.

“Ceciel.”

“What! Seriously… Then you should have woken me even if you had to slap my cheek!”

“We absolutely cannot stop them. Unless you use that method.”

“Is there a method?”

Anniel dug up a memory everyone knew but kept quiet about.

“Let’s make the people shoulder the duty of sacrifice too.”

There was only one way for both themselves and the angel to survive together.

Ceciel, who noticed what he was talking about, opened her eyes wide.

“Y, you.”

“Ceciel, we can’t beat them with our current physical condition. We must recover. We explain the situation to them and…”

“….”

“We must take their spirits and flesh.”

The time for those who were protected to protect another had come.

Anniel thought so.

Ceciel did not repeat the same mistake.

All the angels who fought together died. Now she was alone.

Ceciel gritted her teeth while looking down at the people falling over and over again while running away.

I would not abandon them ever again.

Presently, when she firmed her resolve.

=What… is this?!=

She felt her heart sink at the sight of the demon turning his gaze elsewhere with her right under his nose.

And seeing the sight that continued next, it sank once more.

First, rain fell.

She was amazed because she saw the tears shed by the Ever-Weeping Star for the first time.

However, it couldn’t be as surprising as the sight that followed.

“Nonsense…”

A golden color was washing away the ink filling the world.

Not only the traces of the old civilization, but even the monsters that had hidden between them, all of it.

Without even a single loud roar, simply by shining on them, stone walls and monsters alike melted away entirely.

Followed along that afterglow, a very thin blue solid line was drawn.

Kwadeudeudeudeudeuk.

Then unfailingly, the ground was dug up along the path the blue gaze passed.

Even the buildings that barely maintained their shapes collapsed with a crash from the aftermath.

The bone fragments that were shot so densely it was burdensome even to dodge them.

Bang!

Were completely smashed apart and scattered into dust at a single clap.

There were few things she could figure out while barely chasing after the flashing halo of light.

What Ceciel found out was solely that the being emitting that light was deliberately widening the distance between the demon and the survivors.

When she was just keeping her mouth open like that.

[Angel, block the fog!]

Only after hearing the bizarre and mysterious voice did she know its identity.

The god who made stars, who she had only guessed would exist.

Wait… fog?

The moment Ceciel came back to her senses, a wedge-shaped fog was flying while splitting the empty air.

The final blow shot by Aiming Bone Fragment.

Ceciel realized that fact and swung the sword grasped in her hand with all her might.

Kaaaaaaaaaang!

“Euk!”

She deflected it before it came to the place where people were.

The bone fragments scattered as the thorn smashed apart were crunching everything nearby.

Leaving holes in roofs and stone walls alike while piercing through the ground.

The price of blocking an attack of this caliber was by no means light.

BOOM!!

Ceciel bounced away from the recoil of deflecting the thorn with her sword and crashed into a watchtower.

Haa, haa, haa…

It hurts.

And she suffered for a long time from the surging pain.

Until a mysterious, unfamiliar yet warm breath touched her, that was.

“Huh?”

The pain disappeared.

What waited for Ceciel who raised her head while wondering was.

“You’re not from the Celestial Church.”

A halo close to fluorescent color.

Beneath a frayed cloak covering his body, countless stars orbiting while drawing trajectories.

Both legs and left hand shining brightly white.

A right arm made of golden branches with a gentle feeling that completed while weaving in smooth curves.

And lastly, a pair of starlight looking down at her.