Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

The presence, named Archangel Michael, was too heterogeneous and intense for humans. There is no doubt that a mere confrontation and a breathless existence are truly beyond humanity.

Even Seiya, who has crossed many enemies so far, has difficulty breathing in front of Michael. Seya slightly retreated, thinking that she could not understand why such existence had been captured in the framework of a super magician.

I don't realize this unique world because there is only Michael, but if a normal magician were here, he would die just by seeing Michael. Fortunately, the magic of the night attribute that Seya was wearing to escape the rules that complicated her is relieving the pressure from Michael, but if there was no magic of the night attribute, Seya would not be safe.

Seiya's expression, reminded of the overwhelming difference between just being present and being a creature, is steep. Michael looks at Seiya like that and says he's stunned.

"Have you lost your word when you saw me? But you can be proud that you didn't lose your life seeing me in my true self. Get that pride out of your heart."

Michael raised his right hand toward Seiya. A white flame appeared on the right hand when Michael slightly enclosed his strength. The white flame, burning in pure white, was beautiful and divine enough to attract the viewer.

Seiya, who is familiar with magic, fully understands that it is similar to magic. Therefore, Seyya is not surprised that Michael can exercise his power regardless of the rules set in the unique world.

"Holy Flame Vortex Dance"

The white flame that was thrown at Seyya with Michael's words spreads in an instant, trying to swallow Seyya. In response to this attack, Sayid waved the Great Sword Death End three times and struck the white flame with a slashing attack riding on the magic of the night attribute.

However, Seiya's slashing can slow down the momentum of the white flame, but it cannot be stopped. Furthermore, it is correct to say that slowing down does not significantly slow down the movement, but rather does not work if viewed with a wide eye.

Previously, Seiya was able to vanish everything with a slash with the magic of the night attribute, but the attack was ineffective with three slashes.

If you can't prevent it, Seiya jumped over the sky trying to avoid it. Then, the white flame slipped through Seiya's feet and swallowed the whole rear and disappeared.

Seiya, who stood on the ground, could only stare at Michael while holding the Death End of the Great Sword. If Michael wanted to, he could change the trajectory of the fire and chase Seyya. But Michael didn't chase him.

Normally, I could speculate that there might be some reason, but Seya knew that Michael dared not chase him. If you look at Michael, there is no big difference between chasing him and not chasing him.

Michael told Seiya with a sharp expression.

"I can't seal my power by setting new rules. This power is beyond human intelligence, and no end of power can be understood like a human. If you don't understand, you can't make rules."

Seiya's expression became more steep. Even though I have read my own thoughts, there is no other way to do it if I am told once again that Michael's power is beyond comprehension.

"That power... magic?

Magic is a force different from modern magic. It is a technology that flourished in the era when the Creator Noah descended as a monarch 300 years ago, and its power stands apart from modern magic.

According to Morgana, it is possible to do things that cannot be considered by modern magic, such as the power to manipulate time. Then it's no wonder Seya, who is familiar with modern magic, can't understand it.

But Michael's answer was no.

"Do you mock my power with magic? It's a little uncomfortable to be equated with the vulgar power of mankind."

Even magic can be described as a vulgar power, but Seiya doesn't have the magic to do it. Not only are magical attributes such as the light attributes and dark attributes that I am good at, but even the power of the holy attributes and night attributes can't stand a tooth in front of Michael. All the power of Seyya, who has defeated many enemies so far, has been denied.

Archangel Michael. He will undoubtedly be the strongest being in this human race. This is a story if Michael can be extrapolated to human standards.

"Well, it's inconvenient to stay here any longer. Let's put an end to this play."

Michael's words were an indisputable sign of the end of the war. With Seya's defeat, of course.

"The Holy Flame, the Brazilian Curse, the Ghost."

Seyer couldn't understand what he was saying or what it meant. But I know that what Michael is trying to do is something beyond his imagination. And for the convenience of Michael aiming for his own life, it falls on himself.

The next moment, one side is filled by a white flame. The flame of disorderly burning gradually increases, reaching a height where people can easily be swallowed in an instant.

"It's over, Christina-Seya. Thank you for entertaining me for a short time. I put it in the name of the Archangel Michael. Sleep in peace."

The white flames flaming at the sign of Michael's words moved all at once toward Seiya, and swallowed up Seiya. Without knowing that the white flames would stay, they gathered towards Seyya one after the other and gradually transformed into a giant sphere that swallowed Seyya.

I can't see what's going on inside, but given that they're flames, Seya inside won't be safe.

When the white flame that swallowed Seiya burns even more, it instantly increases its power and tries to burn out Seiya's flesh. The attack by the Archangel Michael, also known as the Flame of Judgment, is relentless. It's only natural that I took Seiya seriously.

But it was the next moment.

The enormous flames that were shaking their fury as they swallowed Seiya disappeared in an instant. It was as if it had been vanished by someone.

The flame disappeared and the inside of Seiya became revealed. Although she suffered a scratch, it does not appear to have resulted in a fatal injury.

The big sword Death End, held in both hands, had white letters shining.