Raising Villains the Right Way Chapter 248

The blinding white light that had taken everything away returned the lost senses to everyone present in the vast snowy field, fairly and equally.

First ca hearing, with the sound of the rough wind.

Then ca the sense of sll that made breathing feel like it would freeze the lungs, and the sense of touch that could feel the piercing cold.

And finally, sight.

"......"

Everyone could only stare blankly ahead.

There stood Baarma.

His torso and right arm had completely vanished, and Baarma had collapsed helplessly.

"Ah."

"Ah—"

Voices burst out in disbelief at the impossible sight.

A faint gasp ca from the Allied Forces.

Among Baarma’s followers, there was a deep sense of dismay and sighs.

They all stared ahead as if entranced.

That eerie and quiet silence was shattered by the dismayed voice of one of Baarma’s followers.

A groan of disbelief, as if unable to accept the situation.

Clang— He dropped his weapon, and as he blankly stared at the dismbered Baarma whose torso and right arm had been blown away,

"Uwaaaaah~!"

He shook his head in denial again and again, then let out a shrill scream and turned to run away.

For soone who had road around massacring other races as Baarma’s follower, it was a pitiful sight.

However, that retreat quickly spread fear among the other followers.

"O—"

"Uwaa~"

Even the devout followers who had shown unshakable faith began to drop their weapons one by one and back away.

A tiny crack ford from a small shock.

In an instant, fear spread like an epidemic.

"Our... our god—"

"This can’t be—"

It spread everywhere.

"This... this doesn’t make sense."

"We can’t win, we’re going to lose—"

Continuously.

"Aaaaah!"

"Why is this happening!"

Endlessly.

"......"

This was not a situation where a fierce battle was raging.

Nor was it one where a blade hovered at their throats.

Even so, the followers ran more desperately than ever before.

The apostles who had directly received power from Baarma stood in their way to stop them.

But the crack that had already ford caused uncontrollable chaos.

The mont they saw the red wave scatter into the distance.

"Aaaaaah—"

From among the despairing Allied Forces, a small voice of disbelief slipped out.

"Did we... win?"

"Did we defeat Baarma?"

"......"

“Our god... brought us victory~!"

That astonishnt quickly turned into a powerful hope that swept through the entire Allied Forces.

Cheers erupted like thunder.

A thrill spread across the battlefield.

The Allied Forces embraced each other without distinguishing race, weeping tears of joy.

"Marquis! Are you okay!?"

"......Feels like I’m dying, but I’m fine. At least I can still walk."

"Godfather."

"Rine, you did well."

"No. If you hadn’t stalled for ti against Baarma, Godfather, hitting him would’ve been practically impossible."

Alon let out a soft sigh.

Just as he staggered over to Rine and Penia—

[Hehehehe~]

A voice was heard.

A terribly unpleasant voice.

Everyone who had been celebrating their victory turned to look toward the source.

There stood Baarma, missing his torso, smirking as he got back up.

[Hehe... So this is how it ended before I could summon them. Truly unfortunate. However—]

Baarma continued speaking as if the blood dripping from his lips ant nothing.

[—I don't really feel like just going down quietly.]

He reached his hand toward the mouth located on his right thigh.

Riiip—

|-!?

RIIIIIIIP~!!

!!!!!

He tore it open.

And then.

From the ripped mouth, a sudden explosion of the Abyss.

Before anyone realized it, it devoured the empty air and ford a massive circle.

Ruuuuumble~!!!!!

And began to absorb everything.

Grin—!

[A gift.]

With a twisted smile, Baarma said,

[Let’s see how you handle this.]

He hurled the dark abyss he had created toward the Allied Forces and was consud by it.

The mont it started sucking in everything like a black hole, Alon frowned.

"Marquis~!"

Even in this dire mont, Penia, who had been deep in thought, shouted as if she had figured sothing out.

"That thing! It looks different, but it’s similar to the Strange Gate!"

"......!"

“It’s not a fully-ford space, but the essence is the sa as the Strange Gate!”

"Then if we enter that—!"

"Yes, we can try! But—!"

Penia furrowed her brow and looked behind.

There stood the Allied Forces, staring blankly at the incoming abyss.

Can we do it?

A sudden doubt arose in Alon’s mind.

But the hesitation didn’t last long.

“Reverse Heaven (逆天).”

At Alon’s murmur, his body was wrapped in white radiance.

With countless stars rising above, he ford a seal of ice behind him.

Ice Seal.

Ten Forms.

Imdiately, he ford a seal and expanded his mana, trying to halt the abyss’s path.

"Chup."

Unfortunately, he only managed to slightly tilt its trajectory downward.

The abyss continued to suck everything in.

CRACKKK!!!

Before it could reach the Allied Forces, the abyss slowly crashed into the ground, shattering the earth and drilling downward.

Naturally, the ground beneath Alon, Penia, and Rine also crumbled in an instant.

The three lost their balance and began to fall.

Magrina and Ryanga, watching them, were seen trying to force their frozen bodies into motion.

It was the sa for Nangwon and Lia, who stared down in shock.

Ar too spread her still-tiny wings that weren’t fully grown.

But—

"Don’t co!"

Their actions halted at Alon’s single shout.

He looked up at the children staring down at him.

Then, using the still-active Reverse Heaven power, he delivered a final ssage to each of them.

"Marquis! I think we need to do it now?! If we get sucked in like this, there’ll be nothing left! We have to do it now! Right nowwwww!"

At Penia’s desperate shout as they continued falling—

"Hu—"

He finally cald his breath.

Then recalled the formula Penia had told him earlier.

Without stopping the Reverse Heaven technique, he ford a seal.

And then, within the abyss that had been empty just monts before, as if shapes were being aligned, a violet world began to slowly take form.

“It’s... It’s working!”

Penia bead with joy as she watched the slowly forming world.

Alon gritted his teeth and began reciting the incantations Penia had told him, one by one.

With each phrase, the abyss gradually began to be adorned in shades of violet.

The ground appeared.

The sky ford, buildings rose, and life erged.

In reality, he was rely summoning shapes based on the rules Penia had deciphered, but it felt as if he were creating an entire world.

As he continued to speak the phrases—

“Huff, Marquis—we need to speed up a bit. The abyss is starting to shrink. We have to finish before that energy disappears!”

At Penia’s urging, Alon looked outside.

Just as she had said, the abyss that Baarma had thrown seed to be losing power; the gray sky now overlapped with the violet world Alon was constructing.

A bizarre sight where ti and space were twisted into chaos.

Seeing it, Alon quickened his incantations even more.

At that mont—

|-!!!

A blood-curdling sound tore through the ears of Alon, Penia, and Rine.

The three of them all looked up at once.

“No... No way—”

Penia’s voice trembled with shock.

|-!!!

"......!"

And they saw it—a maw, forcing its body through the black void between ti and space, with pale white skin.

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“There’s no way... This shouldn’t be possible.”

Penia muttered blankly, eyes wide in disbelief at the impossible sight.

"......!"

Rine, who had used all her strength to control Agathon, also frowned as she saw the maw squeezing through the partially ford space.

Alon, too, realized things had taken a turn for the absolute worst.

“It’s a shell!”

“What?”

Penia shouted.

“That maw—it’s just a shell with no intellect! I don’t sense any mind at all! It doesn’t even look like the one we saw last ti...! I think it was caught in the debris of ti and space!”

Even as his mind threatened to explode, Alon observed the creature while maintaining his seal.

The maw had already crossed more than halfway through the rift, tearing through the forming world.

As Penia had said, it looked very different from the one they had fought before.

Its size had grown absurdly large, but its movents were sluggish.

The face was the sa one they had seen before, but its pale eyes only shimred with basic survival instincts.

“We have to push it back! This space isn’t naturally ford—it’s artificially created and unstable! If that thing breaks through, the whole world will collapse~!”

“...I’ll do sothing about it.”

“No, Marquis! If you stop casting magic now, this world we’re building will collapse! And then it’s all over! We won’t be able to return to our original tiline!”

Penia imdiately began channeling mana.

But her expression was grim.

She already knew.

With her power alone, there was no way to push back sothing that had already passed more than halfway through.

Alon hesitated for a split second.

His mind, strained from using the Reverse Heaven magic, was already overloaded.

He was at his limit.

And yet, there was still one thod Alon hadn’t used.

A way to expel the maw from this space without collapsing it.

But he hesitated because of the risk.

Alon’s body was already at its breaking point.

If he took one more step beyond this, he might survive...but he would suffer permanent damage without question.

So he hesitated—just briefly.

“Huu—”

Then Alon made his decision.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak—

“Godfather, I’ll try sothing.”

Rine’s calm voice rang out.

“You can’t. Not right now.”

Alon answered without a mont’s hesitation.

If she were in her usual condition, it might have been possible.

But not now.

There wasn’t enough ti to summon Pluton, which she could only call forth in limited form.

And the newly obtained Agathon was the sa.

Yet despite Alon’s refusal, Rine smiled gently.

“Don’t worry, Godfather. I have a way.”

She turned her body toward the approaching maw that was tearing into the space,

and—

CRACKKK—!!!

She began firing golden coffins in all directions.

The coffins rapidly drew chaotic magic circles.

Between Alon and Rine, a massive barrier ford.

Watching from Alon’s side, Penia gasped.

“Lady Rine!? That’s a severance seal... and a sealing formation!”

Realizing the nature of the magic, her face turned pale.

“—!”

“......—!”

Alon’s eyes widened as well.

Rine looked at him calmly and whispered,

“...It’s nice.”

“What...?”

“Because I get to see your face, Godfather.”

Then she smiled brightly, as if sothing had been lifted from her heart.

“Honestly, I was a little jealous of Seolrang.”

The golden coffins ford a dizzying array of magical sigils.

They grew faster and faster, cutting off the space between Alon and Rine.

“Stop, Rine.”

“Don’t worry so much, Godfather. I’m not going to fall into so void in ti. Baarma’s power is already gone, so I’ll probably just fall under the World Tree.”

The golden coffins forming the wall began covering Rine’s feet.

“You don’t have to sacrifice yourself.”

“No, I do. That thing’s going to crawl out instead of falling into the void. I need to keep it contained.”

The coffins reached Rine’s knees.

“I don’t want to sacrifice my family.”

“Is that so.”

“Yes, so—”

“That’s exactly why.”

The coffins reached her waist.

“What...?”

“Godfather, I don’t want to watch my family be sacrificed either. Especially you—you’re more special to than anyone. And—”

The golden coffins reached just beneath Rine’s chest.

“This is sothing I want to do.”

“...Why?”

“Because, just like I think of you—”

As the coffins covered her collarbone, Rine gave a pure, serene smile with not a trace of regret.

“I want to be soone special to you too.”

She whispered softly,

“We’ll see each other again. Ti doesn’t flow inside the seal.”

“So—”

Soon.

“Even if hundreds of years pass—”

The mont the golden coffins completely sealed off the space,

“—I’ll be waiting.”

Until you co find .

With her final voice— the once-incomplete violet world was completed.