readsfreenovel Chapter 108 You Can't Even Imagine How Strong She Is
Chapter 108 You Can't Even Imagine How Strong She Is
While it's good that ■■■ has stopped making any moves, this kind of complete and utter silence, as if exhausted and drained, is not a good thing at all.
Shirley, who had been taken to the top floor of the inn by Lucifer, immediately saw the demons trapped on the rooftop by the black dragon's body.
■■■ The scales on the snow-white mountain peaks were still scattering fine snow around them, and her enormous dragon horns were buried in a thick silver mass, like a burnt-out dead tree.
Pantheon grabbed a rag from somewhere and, along with Nifedi, frantically tried to cover the black dragon's massive body.
“…Shirley, her body is so cold, colder than ever before.”
Seeing Shirley approach, Vicky, with her hands on ■■■'s body, looked at her lover with a worried expression.
"God...this must be fucking painful..."
Standing on the spot where the dragon scales had fallen off, Angel looked at the gruesome wound frozen in front of him, his face contorting as if he were experiencing the same pain himself.
"You crazy, reckless bitch..."
The Spider Sinner muttered softly as he reached out and gently rubbed the edge of the giant beast's wound, where the frost had stopped the bleeding.
"I can't even remember the last time I've seen snow since I came to this godforsaken place... and the snow... some of it seems cold, and some of it seems scalding hot."
Standing still, Hesk caught the fine snowflakes in his hand and stared at the water droplets in his palm.
"...like snow and ashes."
The big cat clenched its fists, then looked with a complicated expression at the grayish-white objects that kept falling from the Black Dragon's Back Glacier.
Alastor, who was furthest from the demons, was standing on the edge of the rooftop looking down. No demon knew what he was thinking at that moment.
“Vicky! Has Alastor discovered something?”
Seeing Wendigo standing motionless, conspicuously in the white expanse, Shirley, her mind in turmoil, immediately asked the question.
"That's the direction where ■■■ is located."
"...She buried her head in our room. Even though she's like this, she seems to still be somewhat conscious."
Vicky tried to explain.
"However, it's also possible that Alastor was standing there motionless because ■■■ smashed his radio booth."
Perhaps because she felt that Alastor wouldn't care too much about material things, and neither would demons, the white-haired demoness silently added another sentence.
……
Despite the dire situation, Vicky's guess was surprisingly reasonable.
Shirley's expression turned strange for a moment: "..."
Shirley, flying high in the sky, actually saw things more clearly.
In fact, not only did she smash Alastor's radio hut, but she also tore the airship that Pantheon had rammed into the inn to shreds.
"Pfft...cough."
Knowing that laughing in this situation was immoral, Lucifer couldn't help but cover up his gloating with a few loud and obvious coughs.
The King of Hell's overly obvious commotion attracted the attention of the sinners scattered across the rooftop.
Apart from Alastor, whose eyes were slightly narrowed, most of the demons turned their gazes toward Shirley, who stood in the center with a solemn expression, as if silently asking her what to do next.
But now, Shirley could only stare at the weak body of the woman, her hands clasped together, her face solemn.
She seemed to need some time to think.
"..."
"Ahem! Actually, Shirley, your friend shouldn't have died so easily."
To help his daughter, who was already feeling unwell, Lucifer cleared his throat and began to comfort her, feeling it was time to explain why he had looked so understanding.
"…What does that mean?"
With a bewildered expression, Angel leaned against the black dragon's body and asked the question that had been on everyone's mind.
"Didn't I say from the beginning? This Miss ■■■'s 'system' is different from ours."
In response to Angel's question, Lucifer, leaning on his cane, shrugged lightly.
“Although that was a long time ago, long before that, we would divide the world into ‘this side’ and ‘that side’—and Heaven and Hell would manage their respective areas like guys with their own jobs.”
"Otherwise, given the total number of humans in the world, the creatures in the sky would have been exhausted to death on the day of the Great Purge."
At this point, the King of Hell revealed a hint of schadenfreude.
"...'This side' and 'that side'? How come I've never heard you mention these things before, Dad?"
Shirley, standing beside Lucifer, looked both surprised and confused.
"Because that's practically another world's thing. We can't even handle the things right here, so how can we have time to pay attention to what's next?"
Lucifer said this in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Although humans are all pretty much the same, the rulers of the entire world are not so simple—Shirley, shouldn't you be able to see that from this lady named ■■■?"
"The angel's power is ineffective against her because she does not belong to this world's system. As 'administrators,' we cannot touch her, and as an 'administrator' of another world, she naturally cannot harm the angel either."
The King of Hell stood with his arms crossed, looking somewhat nonchalant.
"It's like you're standing in front of an unbreakable mirror. Can you hurt yourself on the other side of the mirror?"
"..."
"But the criminals she killed were all...!"
Perhaps because she discovered that her father did indeed know something about ■■■, Xia Li, who had never thought of asking her father for help, frowned and spoke anxiously.
"Dead beyond dead? That's really a good thing...!"
"..."
"Ahem... But this is mainly because she doesn't survive on her own body; she exists on the faith of others."
Lucifer, giving an irrelevant answer, looked at his daughter with a slightly guilty expression, "But these are all things recorded in the book—the existence of beings in another world, similar to angels and heaven, mostly depends on faith."
"……Belief?"
Although she was more curious about why the sinners killed by ■■■ could not be resurrected, Shirley, who was indeed unaware of such matters, stood frozen in place.
"Ah, it's that kind of boring stuff, like the most boring commandments for angels... blah blah blah."
At this point, Lucifer rolled his eyes in disgust, as if he had just remembered something unpleasant. Then he patiently said to the blonde sorceress in front of him, "But this is also a very unstable way of being, because if they lose the faith of others, they will become no different from ordinary people... It's novel, but I don't approve of this way of entrusting one's life to others."
"...But faith not only constructs the souls and bodies of the 'angels' or 'managers' of another world, but also their abilities."
Seemingly lost in some memory, the King of Hell twirled his cane, his expression inexplicably playful.
"But because their power comes from faith, you could say that their power is limitless—which is why I don't let you get close to her."
"Because I can't protect you from the person on the other side of the mirror, and you have no idea what she might do to you or what kind of power she has."
"Wait a minute, forgive my bluntness... Uh, Your Highness, you have indeed been talking about 'faith' and such, but whose faith is this? Who is believing in [the faith of] ...
Hesker couldn't help but ask from the side.
Because they had been standing on the roof for a long time, the big cat now looked like it was covered in snow.
"Of course it's human faith. This creature, ■■■, seems to have been created by human imagination itself."
Lucifer raised one eyebrow.
"As long as there is one person in this world who believes in her, she will not die... But do you know how many people on the 'other side of the mirror' believe in her? Haha, you would never guess that number..."
"The beliefs and imagination of everyone in the world will become the strength of this Miss [Name]."
"—In short, you simply cannot imagine just how strong this Miss ■■■ is."