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Chapter 68: Oath.(✾・ワ・)

Chapter 68: Oath.(✾・ワ・)

Intense sparks flew from the clash of blades, scattering through the air as the blades cut into the ground, leaving deep fissures.

Luna wielded the Decapitator with all her strength, her rapid and impressive offensive.

However, the woman only used rigid movements, defending herself against all of Luna’s attacks.

Damn it...

Luna bit her lips, enduring the intense pain coursing through her body as she attacked frenetically.

Her goal was simply to delay the woman, to give Shirley time to escape.

However, as she truly engaged in the fight, she was shocked to realize that the woman was stronger than she had imagined.

At first glance, it seemed the woman was merely defending, but in reality, if Luna didn’t attack with all her strength, allowing the woman to take a “defensive” stance, once the opponent counterattacked, Luna would be quickly defeated.

This can’t go on!

After consuming the Primordial Blood, Luna had already decided to delay that woman at all costs.

If things continued this way, she could only keep the woman occupied for a short time, so she needed more reinforcements, needed “people” who could keep the woman occupied even after her death.

No matter the cost!

After a violent attack, Luna quickly retreated, lifting the Decapitator she held.

For thousands of years, the souls under her blade were countless.

These souls had not disappeared but were preserved as Luna’s eternal masterpiece, enduring endless torture.

But the mystery of this Decapitator went far beyond that...

“Traitors, murderers, sinners!”

As Luna recited, a dark aura quickly condensed on the saw, forming a swirling black vortex, where faces of various races appeared.

The souls that had died under Luna’s judgment revealed themselves, howling, roaring, and screaming in rage, as if wanting to break their chains and destroy everything around them.

“I — Luna Bartoli, hereby make an oath —”

“To forgive your betrayals —”

“To forgive your murders —”

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“To forgive your sins —”

“To grant you — eternal liberation!”

In an instant, the dark aura exploded, raising an immense wave of energy, as if those souls were rejoicing in their liberation, celebrating, but the sound was an even more frenzied and fierce scream.

“Now —”

Luna pointed the saw at the mysterious woman.

“You must behead this person, as proof of redemption.”

At this moment, all the souls stopped howling, turning towards the mysterious woman.

“Until the end of life, until the end of the soul, until the annihilation of consciousness, I, Luna Bartoli, make an eternal oath —”

“Now, fight, give it your all, go mad!”

“Fulfill your oath —”

Luna took a deep breath and shouted the final phrase.

“For freedom —”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh —!!!!! ”

The souls released an unprecedented roar, at that moment, they were the most cruel, brutal, and insane ghosts, unleashing all the pain they had endured for so long, pouring their fury upon the woman.

These bodiless souls surged en masse against the woman, turning this world into a true hell.

Despair, darkness, and terror quickly spread, draining all the essence of life.

The ground cracked, plants withered, and even if this battle ended, there would be no life in that region for several decades.

The hood covered the woman’s face, so her expression could not be seen, but her steps did not falter, her body did not tremble, and her offensive did not disorient...

She fought as always, facing the enemies that came, even though her opponents were nearly infinite souls.

A gigantic sword emitting an intense aura of light was in her hands, leaving a trail of light around her, and all the souls that touched the light were instantly obliterated.

If living soldiers died in such a manner, they would certainly feel fear, but they were different.

Their liberation, their freedom, was the true end.

They sought liberation, they sought death.

Therefore, instead of retreating, they became even more ferocious!

Looking at this scene, Luna occasionally remembered the souls that had been killed for various crimes.

Now, those souls that had suffered until this moment were finally being liberated, and this scene was truly painful to witness...

These precious artworks, these preserved memories, were dissipating in the screams of disintegrating souls.

Suddenly, a large volume of blood exploded from within Luna, interrupting her memories.

She knelt, supporting one hand on the ground, as the rejection of the Primordial Blood in her body became increasingly intense.

Her time was running out...

However, as long as these souls were still present, it was enough.

These countless souls...

Even if she died there, to fulfill the oath she had made, those souls would continue to fight eternally, or until everything came to an end...

Luna lowered her head, suddenly feeling that the scene seemed quieter.

What had happened?

An intense doubt forced her to lift her head.

A soft light illuminated the sky, revealing a glow on the dark cloak, and a column of light descended, connecting to the giant sword the woman held.

At that moment, the frenzied souls fell silent, observing this scene.

The woman said nothing, but the aura of light around her became more intense, as if behind her golden and ethereal wings were forming, dreams and reality.

The golden and pure wings silently opened, and soft golden feathers slowly fell, touching the ground and turning into light, disappearing.

What is this...

Luna looked at this scene almost stunned.

With her knowledge and everything she had seen throughout her long life, she knew what it was...

But... it couldn’t be!

No way!

Impossible!!!

Under the radiant light, Luna’s body trembled.

The soft and warm light exploded instantly, a dazzling and blinding light obscured her vision, and the immense light rose towards the sky from the woman, tearing her clothes.

At the same time, she spun her wrist and tightened her grip on the sword.

The light exploding in her hand followed her movement, tracing a slanted trajectory in the air.

The world... is quiet...