Volume 1, Chapter 4 Part 5

Far above.

At the height where it almost even reached the clouds, collisions of stars were repeated.

Star with golden brightness and star that shined with ominous blood red entangled with each other in a dogfight.

Sumika and Baphomet’s aerial fight at subsonic speed didn’t yield even a single step at each other and it became a fierce struggle.

That reality exasperated the demon baphomet into irritation.

The race called baphomet was a prominent magician even in the demon world.

It was shameful to be unable to overcome a human at a sorcery battle.

{█ █ █ █!!}

Howling something with pronounciation that a human couldn’t comprehend, the demon thrust out its right palm at Sumika who was in pursuit.

Instantly. A bluish white giant magic circle was deployed with the palm as the center, from there several dozen spears of ice were fired.

This was also the technique of the demon world that was far more advance than the human’s sorcery culture.

A single shot of that ice spear couldn’t be defended just by a single sorcery barrier of a human.

There were dozens of such spears. ―In addition the baphomet shot those out in rapid-fire like a machine gun.

But Sumika didn’t falter against that.

Without even decreasing the magic power she burned as fuel for , Sumika maintained her speed and flew at the barrage of ice spears.

And then―

“―Bend.”

With compressed chanting that was shortened until the very limit, Sumika invoked a dimension element third grade sorcery・Space Curve.

It twisted the space itself in front of her.

The ice spear too couldn’t move straight with the space itself twisted.

Smoothly, the spears’ trajectory changed as if the spears were avoiding Sumika, flying at the wrong direction.

Correct, just receiving everything with a sorcery barrier was not the defense method of a magician.

Certainly the baphomet had the advantage in firepower.

But Sumika was the one who was extraordinarily skilled in taking instant decisions.

That quick-wit didn’t allow baphomet to land a decisive blow.

And then even in the offense aspect―Sumika was gradually pressuring baphomet.

“――-“

After dodging baphomet’s sorcery, this time it was Sumika who commenced the attack.

Preparing her two revolvers, Sumika shot all the total of twelve bullet loaded into the magazine in an instant.

Naturally, baphomet didn’t just let itself get hit by those easily.

The speed of the bullets was roughly in the speed of sound.

Then if it just moved faster than that it would be easy to evade.

Baphomet used acceleration sorcery on itself and broke the sound barrier instantly to soar in the sky.

Shooting at it was meaningless with this much speed―that was how it should be, yet

{█, █――!!!!}

Suddenly baphomet leaked out cries of pain and its movement was dulled.

The reddish black liquid scattered at the surrounding air, was baphomet’s blood.

If one was looking there was twelve holes opened on its body.

The bullet that should have been evaded, that it should be able to evade, had all hit it.

Baphomet was confused by that mystery.

But, it was only something natural from Sumika’s point of view.

Her contracted heroic spirit Billy the Kid’s wouldn’t miss.

The shooting of that hero who carved his name as legend, was a devilish technique of absolute accuracy that bound the cause and effect of [impact] at the same time of [shooting].

That devilish technique already didn’t need the process of shooting the bullet before the bullet hit the opponent. It was a curse that created wounds due to the effect of absolutely hitting the aimed opponent the moment the firing hammer of the gun hit the detonator of the bullet.

“――-“

Sumika wasted no time to unleash chantless Photon Bullet in pursuit of baphomet whose movement was dulled.

Even with baphomet immediately deploying a barrier to defend against that―

The instant the Photon Bullet impacted the shield, Sumika reloaded her revolvers once more and unleashed , gouging new holes at baphomet’s large body,

{█ █ █ █ █ █ ――!!!!}

Anguish reverberated in the sky.

The shooting that passed through even the barrier steadily weakened baphomet.

The struggle of aerial fight was already in the process of breaking down.

Sumika had already grasped the premonition of victory, while baphomet was certainly hearing the footsteps of defeat behind it.

During such happening,

―A certain strategy flashed in the mind of the demon who had a premonition of its own defeat.

{█ █ █ █, █ █!}

Baphomet ascended further above while scattering blood from its wounds.

It climbed until the height where the back could even touch the clouds.

And then it raised both its hands above its head and chanted a spell with the language of the demon world―

Above its hands, it created a light bullet with diameter around five meters that emitted aurora just like the sun.

Was that an energy bullet created from magic power?

No.

Sumika realized its true nature in a glance.

A fake sun―it was not. That was truly, something the same like a sun.

It was a super high density plasma body, made by extremely condensing space and atmosphere.

Nuclear fusion was repeated at its center, it was a tiny pseudo sun.

There was no way she could get hit by that.

If she was hit then not even ash would remain.

After all it was an energy body that could possibly even evaporate a country.

She had to absolutely avoid that, that was what she thought.

“――ah!”

However―right there Sumika noticed.

The position of herself and the enemy, the meaning of the enemy moving until far above the sky.

Correct, baphomet was, overlapping the firing line.

If Sumika evaded, the allies below her would be annihilated.

{█ █――!!!!}

Howling with a voice that one could feel joy from it, baphomet threw the pseudo sun it created.

The target was naturally Sumika.

The speed of that pseudo sun could by no means be called fast.

It was far slower than the ice spears from before.

It was a speed that one could easily deal with if they wanted to dodge.

But―even so, Sumika couldn’t dodge.

Right below here was her comrades. If she dodged here, the damage below would be enormous.

Therefore she couldn’t dodge. Unable to evade Sumika stood still in the air. She couldn’t help but do that.

It was just as baphomet planned. Baphomet’s mouth warped from being sure of its victory,

“I have waited for you to let your guard down like that.”

Because it was confident, its reaction to everything was slow.

Sumika summoned a crimson file during a moment that didn’t even reach an instant.

It was a file of manuscript, the knowledge of a great number of grimoires that she herself had copied.

Opening that file, Sumika unhesitatingly chose several sheets of loose-leaf and tore them.

It was the pieces of paper that Sumika chose. It was the grimoire written in the sixth century Persia by Nestar Mobedan Mobed.

[Letters of Nestar], it was the duplicate of that.

And then with that duplicate in hand, Sumika closed here eyes, ―and said the words that connected herself with the abyss of space.

Listen from beyond o the most shining person at the abyss of heaven and earth

The seething stars shine radiantly in blasphemy I inform thy the engraving of fate

Living flame o the king of red Formalhaut

Arrival reign trample

In this occasion right now in order to exhibit thy supremacy on this star

During an instant of the blink of an eye, yet in calmness, the words were clearly spinning like a song.

Along with the words, the piece of paper was wrapped in flames and its shape was transforming into a golden bullet.

And then Sumika quickly loaded the bullet into her revolver―

“Burn to nothing. ― Cthugha!!!!”

The constellations of the Southern Fish α. The evil god imprisoned inside the star that burned the brightest in this space.

Along with the true name of that person that was hidden in the abyss, Sumika pulled the trigger of the .

Instantly, what burst out from the gun muzzle was―flame that burned bright red.

That flame distorted the surrounding space and air with abnormal heat while growing huge.

Before long―it became a giant lion, running in the sky with claws that resembled crystals.

It aimed at the baphomet in a straight line.

Baphomet couldn’t react.

Its carelessness due to its confidence in its victory made its judgment late for an instant.

And then that moment that was even less than a hundredth of a second decided the battle.

Even faster than an instant, the flaming lion reached very near the baphomet.

Opening its jaws that was lined up with fangs made of flame, it swallowed the baphomet together with the pseudo sun.

The living flame, the personification of god who had the shape of flame, erased that demon without leaving behind even a single dust literally.

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