Third Person POV
A hundred attack spells unleashed by a hundred magicians. Flames, ice, lightning… In the world of Burn, the privilege of lightning magic belongs to the hero, but in other worlds, there are those who use it freely… They fly towards Ed, who stands in the center with tremendous momentum.
But there is no explosion or thundering sound that should be there. That’s because all the attack magic vanishes the moment it touches Ed’s body.
“Really, it vanished!?”
“Don’t be stunned! Keep firing magic without rest!”
“Yes, sir!”
Of course, it’s not over with just one shot per person. Even though they had heard of it, a male magician, astonished at an existence that could negate magic at such a large scale, hastily resumes his chanting at the voice of a nearby colleague.
Two shots, three shots, and more attack magic was unleashed. A storm of magic that had the firepower to wipe out a large force of 200 or 300, but… Ed, who receives it at the center, wears a relaxed smile.
“HAHA! What’s wrong, is that all!? I’m still far from my limit!”
Even though it might be drowned out by the sound of flying magic, Ed still lets out a loud laugh. Though invisible to the eye, he is clad in a peculiar power.
“Hmm, the mana is gathering nicely! Now, humans, pour all your power and strike that man with mana!”
“”Yes!””
Ed’s Banishing Skill, [Magic Absorption], A power that absorbs and nullifies all magic that touches his body, but Ed himself can’t use magic, and his own mana is correspondingly low.
So where does the nullified and absorbed mana go? If there’s no room inside Ed himself… the answer lies here now.
“…It’s about time. Hey, girl!”
“I understand!”
Around Ed, mana that had been absorbed and had nowhere to go was gushing and swirling. The Black Knight, who saw the spectacle of bluish-white light towering like spires, called out to Lunaritia, the most skilled spirit user in this place.
“Now, everyone! Now is the time to call the spirits back to this land! To our oldest allies, let the voices of the elves be heard!”
“”Yes!””
In response to that call, a hundred elves appear, replacing the magicians. They all begin chanting, awakening the power of the spirits all around.
“I’ve prepared a full meal of mana. So please, lend me your strength…!”
No. It’s not a chant, but a call. In the barren and weakened land, the spirits that were fading away gather around Ed at the call of the elves, and the power of the spirits is completely lost from outside the circle.
Therefore, this is a dangerous bet. If it fails, it will be the death blow to the dying land… but still, the elves don’t hesitate to exert their power, bearing that fear and responsibility.
For a bustling and healthy tomorrow’s world, even if there’s a risk of bearing a thousand years of disgrace. The wishes of the elves are fulfilled, and the spirits, who are not even contracted, further enhance their power as they obtain the high concentration of mana that surrounded Ed, enough to be faintly visible.
“…It’s fine now! Please, next!”
“Very well! Now it’s the turn of the priests! Show that barbaric pseudo-God who scorned your prayers the power of true faith!”
“”Yes!””
At the Black Knight’s call, a hundred priests who had been waiting in the back line up next to the elves.
They pray to the God every day and preach the teachings of the God. For them, the existence of “Winged” is something that can never be accepted. While some may say that justice requires sacrifice, and some may even happily accept that sacrifice, the majority of people in the world do not.
Hence, the priests who serve the god had great confusion spread among them. Those who deny that such a thing is a god, those who cry and beg for forgiveness, those who simply keep asking “Why?”… Among the many who lost their faith, those who line up here have all found faith within themselves.
“No matter what the outer god is like, my god is within me!”
“Protect the people and save the world! That’s my faith!”
“Future to the world! Hope to the people! God dwells in the smiles of everyday life!”
It’s not a prayer directed at the god that became the source of the “Winged” No one knows whether the god they believe in exists and has the power of a god.
But their prayers reach out, and healing power is directed at Ed. It would also be nullified and absorbed by Ed’s [Magiasorb] if it were magic, but the mana having the sole aim of “healing the world” was poured into the spirits, and even the uncertain power of the spirits was determined.
“Amazing, amazing! With this, with this for sure… Ed!”
“It’s the final step! Do it, my main body!”
“Alright!”
Lunaritia and the Black Knight…or rather the thoughts of everyone present were received by Ed, and he stabbed the ground with a single branch he had been holding all along.
It was a branch of a tree called Kirukia, which had become a spirit tree in a certain Elf village. The tree, which was of the same species as the spirit tree of Lunaritia’s birthplace, had been cruelly broken by the attack of the winged creatures and had lost its power.
But it was a spirit tree, after all. Once home to many spirits and nurtured with the unconditional love of many Elves, it now connected to the Earth again, filled with an abundance of spiritual power in its slender branch… and a miracle occurred.
“Whoa!?”
Ed was surprised by the sudden growth of the tree and leaped back from the spot. In the meantime, the branch grew quickly, its thick roots ran through the ground, and its branches became lush with green leaves.
Three meters, five meters, Kirukia’s branch grew and grew… and when it became a large tree of about ten meters, it finished its growth and emitted a bright light.
In an instant, soft green grass began to grow from the base of the tree into the barren land. It spread to a radius of about 100 meters, halfway between the tree and the surrounding spellcasters, but then the tree lost its light, and the expansion of the grassland ended there.
“…Hmm, this is the limit.”
After waiting about five minutes and confirming that nothing else would happen, the Black Knight used a flying spell to soar into the air and move atop the new spirit tree. Then, looking around as if to survey the area, he spoke loudly to the people.
“Listen! You inferior humans! And look at this sight! This is the result of all your efforts. A mere patch of land that would end if you built even one mansion, and a single tree that has exhausted its power. This is your achievement, but…”
“………………..”
People fell into silence at the Black Knight’s subtle phrasing. But the Black Knight continued without concern.
“Be proud! You humans have revived the land that the winged ones, who deceive the will of the gods, have defiled! Do you understand? The power of lowly humans has resisted and triumphed over the noble power of the gods!”
“…Victory? Did we… win?”
“Yeah, that’s right! Just look, there’s grass growing on the ground!”
“Grass… but yeah. Everywhere around us is wasteland, but here the green has revived.”
A murmur spread among the people. Their consciousness was finally catching up with the sudden change that had taken place before their eyes. And to give the final push, the Black Knight raised his drawn sword to the heavens and declared.
“I will say it again! The first phase of the operation is a success! People have obtained the cornerstone to revive the world with their own hands! Behold! Rejoice! It’s our… VICTORY!”
“O… O…”
“”WOOOOOO!!!!””
The rising cheers resounded with enough force to shake the earth, and victory’s roar echoed in the barren wilderness.
Thus, the joint operation of humans and the Demon King had successfully completed its first step.
Third Person POV
A hundred attack spells unleashed by a hundred magicians. Flames, ice, lightning… In the world of Burn, the privilege of lightning magic belongs to the hero, but in other worlds, there are those who use it freely… They fly towards Ed, who stands in the center with tremendous momentum.
But there is no explosion or thundering sound that should be there. That’s because all the attack magic vanishes the moment it touches Ed’s body.
“Really, it vanished!?”
“Don’t be stunned! Keep firing magic without rest!”
“Yes, sir!”
Of course, it’s not over with just one shot per person. Even though they had heard of it, a male magician, astonished at an existence that could negate magic at such a large scale, hastily resumes his chanting at the voice of a nearby colleague.
Two shots, three shots, and more attack magic was unleashed. A storm of magic that had the firepower to wipe out a large force of 200 or 300, but… Ed, who receives it at the center, wears a relaxed smile.
“HAHA! What’s wrong, is that all!? I’m still far from my limit!”
Even though it might be drowned out by the sound of flying magic, Ed still lets out a loud laugh. Though invisible to the eye, he is clad in a peculiar power.
“Hmm, the mana is gathering nicely! Now, humans, pour all your power and strike that man with mana!”
“”Yes!””
Ed’s Banishing Skill, [Magic Absorption], A power that absorbs and nullifies all magic that touches his body, but Ed himself can’t use magic, and his own mana is correspondingly low.
So where does the nullified and absorbed mana go? If there’s no room inside Ed himself… the answer lies here now.
“…It’s about time. Hey, girl!”
“I understand!”
Around Ed, mana that had been absorbed and had nowhere to go was gushing and swirling. The Black Knight, who saw the spectacle of bluish-white light towering like spires, called out to Lunaritia, the most skilled spirit user in this place.
“Now, everyone! Now is the time to call the spirits back to this land! To our oldest allies, let the voices of the elves be heard!”
“”Yes!””
In response to that call, a hundred elves appear, replacing the magicians. They all begin chanting, awakening the power of the spirits all around.
“I’ve prepared a full meal of mana. So please, lend me your strength…!”
No. It’s not a chant, but a call. In the barren and weakened land, the spirits that were fading away gather around Ed at the call of the elves, and the power of the spirits is completely lost from outside the circle.
Therefore, this is a dangerous bet. If it fails, it will be the death blow to the dying land… but still, the elves don’t hesitate to exert their power, bearing that fear and responsibility.
For a bustling and healthy tomorrow’s world, even if there’s a risk of bearing a thousand years of disgrace. The wishes of the elves are fulfilled, and the spirits, who are not even contracted, further enhance their power as they obtain the high concentration of mana that surrounded Ed, enough to be faintly visible.
“…It’s fine now! Please, next!”
“Very well! Now it’s the turn of the priests! Show that barbaric pseudo-God who scorned your prayers the power of true faith!”
“”Yes!””
At the Black Knight’s call, a hundred priests who had been waiting in the back line up next to the elves.
They pray to the God every day and preach the teachings of the God. For them, the existence of “Winged” is something that can never be accepted. While some may say that justice requires sacrifice, and some may even happily accept that sacrifice, the majority of people in the world do not.
Hence, the priests who serve the god had great confusion spread among them. Those who deny that such a thing is a god, those who cry and beg for forgiveness, those who simply keep asking “Why?”… Among the many who lost their faith, those who line up here have all found faith within themselves.
“No matter what the outer god is like, my god is within me!”
“Protect the people and save the world! That’s my faith!”
“Future to the world! Hope to the people! God dwells in the smiles of everyday life!”
It’s not a prayer directed at the god that became the source of the “Winged” No one knows whether the god they believe in exists and has the power of a god.
But their prayers reach out, and healing power is directed at Ed. It would also be nullified and absorbed by Ed’s [Magiasorb] if it were magic, but the mana having the sole aim of “healing the world” was poured into the spirits, and even the uncertain power of the spirits was determined.
“Amazing, amazing! With this, with this for sure… Ed!”
“It’s the final step! Do it, my main body!”
“Alright!”
Lunaritia and the Black Knight…or rather the thoughts of everyone present were received by Ed, and he stabbed the ground with a single branch he had been holding all along.
It was a branch of a tree called Kirukia, which had become a spirit tree in a certain Elf village. The tree, which was of the same species as the spirit tree of Lunaritia’s birthplace, had been cruelly broken by the attack of the winged creatures and had lost its power.
But it was a spirit tree, after all. Once home to many spirits and nurtured with the unconditional love of many Elves, it now connected to the Earth again, filled with an abundance of spiritual power in its slender branch… and a miracle occurred.
“Whoa!?”
Ed was surprised by the sudden growth of the tree and leaped back from the spot. In the meantime, the branch grew quickly, its thick roots ran through the ground, and its branches became lush with green leaves.
Three meters, five meters, Kirukia’s branch grew and grew… and when it became a large tree of about ten meters, it finished its growth and emitted a bright light.
In an instant, soft green grass began to grow from the base of the tree into the barren land. It spread to a radius of about 100 meters, halfway between the tree and the surrounding spellcasters, but then the tree lost its light, and the expansion of the grassland ended there.
“…Hmm, this is the limit.”
After waiting about five minutes and confirming that nothing else would happen, the Black Knight used a flying spell to soar into the air and move atop the new spirit tree. Then, looking around as if to survey the area, he spoke loudly to the people.
“Listen! You inferior humans! And look at this sight! This is the result of all your efforts. A mere patch of land that would end if you built even one mansion, and a single tree that has exhausted its power. This is your achievement, but…”
“………………..”
People fell into silence at the Black Knight’s subtle phrasing. But the Black Knight continued without concern.
“Be proud! You humans have revived the land that the winged ones, who deceive the will of the gods, have defiled! Do you understand? The power of lowly humans has resisted and triumphed over the noble power of the gods!”
“…Victory? Did we… win?”
“Yeah, that’s right! Just look, there’s grass growing on the ground!”
“Grass… but yeah. Everywhere around us is wasteland, but here the green has revived.”
A murmur spread among the people. Their consciousness was finally catching up with the sudden change that had taken place before their eyes. And to give the final push, the Black Knight raised his drawn sword to the heavens and declared.
“I will say it again! The first phase of the operation is a success! People have obtained the cornerstone to revive the world with their own hands! Behold! Rejoice! It’s our… VICTORY!”
“O… O…”
“”WOOOOOO!!!!””
The rising cheers resounded with enough force to shake the earth, and victory’s roar echoed in the barren wilderness.
Thus, the joint operation of humans and the Demon King had successfully completed its first step.
