Chapter 137: Mixed Colors (1)
The sea breeze sweeping over the water current was fierce.
To Nodens, even that felt light. Beyond the exoskeleton wrapping his limbs like iron armor, the sea breeze touching Nodens's flesh was like a re breeze. The sea surface felt blue and peaceful at the sa ti. The sea engraved in Nodens's compound eyes was beautiful beyond asure.
‘It is ugly.’
Thus, it was ugly.
The figure of Abel standing before his eyes.
Sothing blackish and mushy. To Nodens, Abel looked like that. All humans were regarded like lumps of filth. If there is a race that would pollute the sea, it would be none other than humans. Putting strength into his right arm hardened like a saw blade, Nodens did not doubt the integrity of the sea he stood upon.
‘It must be so.’
It will be ugly.
It will feel ugly.
Narrowing his eyes, Abel thought.
It wasn't difficult to peek into Nodens's heart. Since he had confronted nurous Intelligent Species.
The aspects of the world sensed by humans created by the Main Gods and monsters manufactured by the Demon King were different. Although they stood on the sa sea, Abel's sea was filthy, and Nodens's sea was clean.
“Intelligent Species.”
Abel opened his mouth.
While lightly swinging his beloved sword.
“Did you say Nodens.”
“That is correct.”
Nodens nodded.
“That is my na.”
“Is it a na you nad yourself.”
“That is correct.”
Nodens nodded again.
“Why do you ask. About my na.”
“Because monsters wouldn't need a na.”
Abel's answer was concise, but,
Nodens was staring. At a single straight line being engraved behind Abel's back. A white line segnt occupied the empty air like an afterimage of a sword strike. One, two, finally countless. Cracks spread in all directions as if intending to cut even the sky.
“Because there would be no reason to reveal your na to anyone, nor reason to be called by na.”
Aura.
Nodens was ignorant about it, but he was instinctively realizing it. He cuts. He cuts away. That Abel's answer was being pronounced not by mouth but by sword.
“Answer , monster.”
Even if you have a self,
There would have been no event to reveal your na, nor event to be called by na.
Abel muttered like that.
“The Banshees you command have no self. No matter how much you recite nas, it would be colorless. Then what is it.”
For what purpose did you want a na.
To what did you intend to reveal your na, and by what did you intend to be called by na.
In this sea you occupied……,
“What on earth exists.”
“It is the world.”
Nodens's answer was concise, but,
Abel was staring. At a single straight line being engraved behind Nodens's back. A black line segnt occupied the empty air like an afterimage of a sword strike. One, two, finally countless. Abel's dark blue eyes watching it shook briefly.
“Inside this sea…….”
Aura.
Is he imitating Aura.
Putting strength into his eyes, Abel thought.
“Everything of mine exists.”
He had seen nurous Intelligent Species until now, but there were few Intelligent Species using Aura. Since Aura was a power forged through conviction. Above all, Nodens had grasped it at once. After understanding Abel's conviction imdiately, he made it his own and was using it. Like a child quick to learn.
“Human, our purposes match.”
Nodens made a laughing sound.
After witnessing the Aura spreading by his side,
“We just wish to protect our respective hos.”
He prepared to take a step forward.
He cuts. He cuts away. Only cutting away.
After grasping Abel's conviction, with the crystals forming his compound eyes flushed red.
“That is exactly why. Because we possess equal purposes, there is no room for understanding. Isn't that so.”
“Of course.”
Abel put strength into the hilt of his beloved sword.
Supporting the beloved sword with two hands, he solidified his stance. While margin-colored Aura flowed along the sword blade, Aura divided into black and white tangled busily in the midst of empty air, and,
“Co.”
At the sa ti Abel opened his mouth,
“I go.”
TAP, it went.
Ripples spreading at Nodens's feet.
──WHAM! The Auras that ford cracks collided all at once, and sword wind raged, shaking the water current. Seawater laden with salt splashed, blocking Nodens's and Abel's vision. Blue moisture was engraved in Nodens's eyes, and black moisture in Abel's eyes. Nodens's sea held fragrance, and Abel's sea held stench, and the mont the incessantly swung sword strikes ravaged the seawater,
SCREEECH──!
Banshees gliding all at once.
Countless Banshees beyond count revealed themselves,
And while most of them were being torn apart by Abel's Aura,
‘That's not all.’
In the midst of being unable to see ahead,
Extending his beloved sword, Abel intuited.
‘Inside this sea──.’
There is sothing else.
Sothing indescribable.
Sothing that would be like the world to a certain monster.
* * *
Suddenly, a voice echoed in Lizer's head.
It was Ernst's. Ernst was using a communication spell through the Tactical Controller. Perhaps because it had been abandoned for a long ti, the density of the spell was poor. Ernst's voice reaching Lizer was crackling.
“It seems there's a little static, but it's fine.”
I can understand, he thought.
Shrugging his shoulders, Lizer muttered.
Holding a faint smile, he looked at a distant place. Beyond the hill, the vastly spread sky was cloudy. It seed as if rain would pour down any mont.
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