The Holy Right of a Comic

That's right, the spells used by Mathers and Alesta are from the same school, and both of them use Christian spells.

"You have already lost, Mathers! When you use the Christian spell, you have already lost, face your own defeat again, and go back to the hell that belongs to you!"

Alesta shouted, and on the distant horizon, the morning light was rising from the east, dyeing the earth with a golden color, just like the golden dawn.

The collision of white light and white light, the agitation of magic power and magic power, the fighting of mystery and mystery.

If Alesta's impact staff slams down ferociously, Mathers uses the four elements of the Minor Arcana to fight against it.

The flames are rushing, the hurricane is roaring, the earth is turned into dust, and only the brilliance of angels shines on the universe.

Two monsters, both of whom have reached the rank of leader of the temple, are fighting on this tiny planet.

If both sides were not fighting with mystery, the aftermath of this battle alone would be enough to sweep the world.

Aresta stroked the old "Bible" in her hand, and chanted the words aloud: "...Saint Christopher once served the devil on the way to find a monarch worth following, and he repented for it."

"...Until he met the Son of God, who was as heavy as the world, the pressure made this saint unbearable, and he almost drowned!"

"The wooden stick in his hand is the real monarch he is looking for, the Son of God. He is the king of kings and the ruler of all kingdoms!"

"...Son of God blessed with anointing oil, Amen!"

Alesta refers to herself by the story of Saint Christopher.

The most evil person in the world who was born in a Christian family once turned his back on God and reversed the tree of life to serve the devil.

But in the end, she met the Son of God, met God, and finally got redemption and blessing.

The weight of the world was on Mathers.

That is the quality of the whole world is condensed on that tiny origin.

It is enough to penetrate the material world in an instant, disrupt the four worlds, and make everything distorted and collapsed.

Even under the heavy pressure of these four worlds, even physical phenomena such as black holes are difficult to appear.

Even Mathers, who is not a human being and has surpassed his own limits, will collapse under such power.

But the golden length is still more than enough, because it is nothing more than magic after all.

The cup of water, the staff of fire, the sword of wind, and the disk of earth, the symbols of the four elements were separated from Mathers' hands.

Then on top of the symbols of the four elements, there are four shadows that condense from nothingness to reality.

The angel with a sword, the angel with a lily in his hand, the guardian angel of travelers, and the angel who guards the gates of hell.

In this way, the four archangels grasped the symbols of the four elements, and Mathers directly brought the arrival of the four angels with his own knowledge and wisdom.

"Uriel, the fire of the gods, is an exiled angel, a demon who fell deep in the ground, he is one of the seven who were expelled from the seat of light for the convenience of mankind, and there is no trace in the story of God. "

"...The scriptures are absolute. In the name of Saint Zachary, I will dispel your worship of angels and break the harmony of the four bodies!"

Mathers pointed with his finger, and he would use the concept of mysticism to directly dispel Aresta's angelic body, causing her to fall from the rank of the leader of the temple back to the peak of the 7=4 human.

"Saint Zachary means God's favorite, but Mathers, God's favorite is not you, but me!"

Alesta ignored Mathers' magic at all, and instead pointed to Mathers and said:

"...The Son of God said with his finger, devil, go and attach to the pig's body, so the evil spirit left the human body and entered the pig's body, maintaining the peace of the world!"

As Aresta's words fell, Mathers' eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief, "...how could it be?"

The angelic power on his body completely collapsed under Alesta's words, and even the dazzling white light disappeared.

Instead, he fell down the ranks at this moment, changing from an angel to a human.

But Alesta didn't react at all after being affected by his magic.

"I've said it, Mathers! When you use Christian spells, you have already failed, because I have repented and been saved, and God will never be on your side!"

"...everything is created by God, even if it is the power that runs against him or lurks in the abyss, my fingertips touch the tree of evil, and the wisdom I grab from there is neither good nor evil!"

Alesta chanted the Spirit of Words loudly again, and this time what she chanted was the biggest and most important idea of ​​Christianity!

Everything is created by God, whether it is the goodness of heaven or the evil of hell and abyss, all of this is under the permission of God.

Therefore, there is no difference between good and evil in power, because even the betrayal and power of the seven demon kings of hell are only a part of God himself.

God is supreme, God is supreme, God is great!

"Everything is under the Lord's permission!"

With the words that put God above everything, Aresta's wrists, ankles, etc. suddenly bled.

That is the stigmata of the Son of God, which is the source of the saint's power.

For other living saints, they generally only have one or two stigmata at most.

But there were so many stigmata on Aresta's body that she was already exactly the same as Christ. At this moment, she completely obtained all the power of the Son of God and turned into a true holiness.

The impact wand in her hand has become a long spear. Now Alesta, relying on her physical body alone, is enough to collide with stars and shatter galaxies.

White light flashed, and under Mathers' astonished expression, the shock rod had penetrated his chest and heart.

"Human beings do have limits, but I still want to judge you in the name of human beings, Mathers!"

Aresta said out of breath.

The Son of God is the symbol of mankind, so the power of the Son of God is also a part of human history. .

Chapter 138: The Realm of Gold

"Ha, that's the end of it."

Alesta forcefully pulled out the shock rod from Mathers' chest, and saw the blood sprayed from the hole-like wound of the golden leader in front of her, all over the ground under her feet.

Alesta staggered two steps back, stumbled and sat on the ground panting violently.

The long spear in his hand that had turned into a double helix of DNA had once again turned into a staff of impact, and Aresta's face was also pale.

The seemingly simple battle is extremely dangerous. Both of them are truly strong men who have surpassed the peak of human beings and reached the level of the leader of the temple.

It can be said that they are the existences at the top of the world other than the demon gods.

Those simple magic and word spirits are actually the wisdom and knowledge of the two people's life, and it is a grand ceremony released by them desperately squeezing their lives.

It's like the ceremony where Alesta beat Mathers back from the leader of the temple to the 7=4 rank, it's not something that can be easily used.

Mathers also wanted to use this ritual to defeat Aresta, but he failed in the end.

Because Mathers used Christian spells, and all the mysteries of Christianity are in Roy's hands.

Naturally, as long as Roy does not agree to its use, Mathers will fail any spells related to Christianity, which is why Aresta is confident that she will win.

"Yeah, it's over... sooner than expected."

Mathers coughed twice, his injury was not simply a big hole pierced through his body.

The magic concept and ritual concept in it have completely destroyed his vitality and life.

To heal such an injury, he needs to hold a big ceremony again, but Aresta will never allow him to do so.

As for the other members of the Golden Dawn, it is impossible to save him.

Mathers, who is good at one-man shows, will not have anyone to help when he is in danger.

Mathers found a fairly flat surface and sat down.

At this time, the hatred between the two old enemies has become faint, as if they have returned to the honeymoon period of the two, the time when Aresta worshiped him as a teacher and learned magic.

Mathers and Aresta knew that this would be the last time they would see each other for real.

"I'm jealous of you, Mathers... I came from a wealthy family, and I have owned a large amount of wealth since I was a child. I spent my youth happily on my father's inheritance~."

"...But I don't even have a single understanding person around me, Mathers, I still can't believe how you built the Golden Dawn, so that so many outstanding people gather around you, trust you, and worship you .”

"As for me, what am I lacking, it will make those talented people hate me."

Perhaps knowing that this was the last time, Aresta spoke out the most despicable thoughts in her heart without any scruples.

Aresta's face was full of jealousy.

No one knew that what she felt most about Mathers was actually not disgust, but envy and jealousy.

"That's what you think, Aresta, it's really ugly... But I can't say anything about you, because this man named Mathers is also envious of you."

The proud highlander, on his deathbed, didn't mind expressing his deepest thoughts, feelings that he had never expressed before.

"I lived in a corner of London since I was a child. I struggled for money and made my wife suffer from poverty. Therefore, I have always had low self-esteem and can only escape by studying magic."

"...But what about you? You have a lot of wealth, you have an appearance that makes women obsessed, and you can get everything you want at your fingertips. Even your talent in magic far exceeds me."

"But you are like this, but you do nothing. You have let down your talent and ability for nothing."

"...Sometimes I think, if I were you, I would be able to fulfill my noble wish."

Mathers' tone was a little excited, he coughed twice, and more bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Restore the Stuart dynasty?"

Aresta laughed.

"You won't understand, Aresta... You, who have never had a goal, won't understand the feeling of someone desperately pursuing a certain purpose."

Mathers laughed loudly, and he also laughed at Alesta, "... money, talents, looks, physical strength, magic, you have everything except love, Alesta!"

"...so you will never understand the humbleness of those who live at the bottom!"

Mathers' voice became louder in vain, accusing Aresta hoarsely.

For a while, Aresta fell silent.

"It turned out to be like this. Serious inferiority complex will be exchanged for humiliation and ridicule of others. This is the reason for your arrogance, Mathers."

"...It's ridiculous. This is the inferiority of human beings. Humans only see what they don't have, but not everything they have."

"Human beings are never satisfied, that's why they have that vile jealousy."

"...This is the two of us, Mathers! We are great shit magicians, we are just ordinary human beings, and we don't even understand the most basic truth."

Alesta laughed, her voice was clear and beautiful, and she laughed at herself.

Dust stained her beautiful long silver hair and that delicate and beautiful face, but she didn't have time to pay attention to these, she just laughed loudly.

"Hmph, although we already understood these things, we subconsciously avoided them. Although that sentence is vulgar, it will never go out of style."

"... Cherish everything in front of you, be satisfied with everything in front of you, be grateful for everything in front of you. Although these words are simple, how many people can do it?"

Mathers sighed.

He remained motionless, draining the last of his life into magical power, making himself as if he had returned to the light, and the whole person became healthy instead.

"'ˇBut I'm still going to kill you, Mathers! Not for me, but for your wife, Mina, whose love you never received, even though she gave you the real kindness in life."

"...Even if she is always by your side, you have never realized it. A heartless person like you is not even qualified to use magic, so I must kill you!"

Aresta spoke decisively, as if this was her mission.

"To each other, if I still have the strength, I will definitely kill you. You have everything but you have not done anything. It is a waste of God's gift to you."

"...You who have achieved nothing, living is just a waste of food, you have never brought anything to this world, and it is I, not you, who promote the development of this human society and the development of magic!"

Mathers smiled coldly, his eyes gradually dimmed, and the breath of life slowly disappeared from his body.

Aresta has everything materially but seeks love.

Mathers has everything that loves but pursues material things.

One of them believes that what people should pursue is inner stability, and the other thinks that people should fulfill a noble mission when they are alive (good).

There is no right or wrong between the two, only differences in philosophy.

But the two diametrically opposed people became mutual understanding at this last moment.

The one who knows oneself best is always the enemy skin in fate.

The golden body dissipated like this, turning into a Tarot card called The Fool and many Minor Arcana cards symbolizing the four elements.

"You are a fool, Mathers..."

Alesta sighed with emotion, and saw the Wetter Tarot symbolizing 'gold' fly away into the distance.

...

On the border of London, Roy, who was about to leave the country, stopped. He looked to the north, and there was a golden light shooting here from a distant direction.