Magical User Aozaki Aoko Case Files Chapter 192

Time moved into the night.

Since it had been confirmed that the Dead Apostles didn’t dare to come out much during the day, and killing mere fodder was meaningless, Aoko spent the day playing while also making some preparations.

As time passed bit by bit, the sky gradually darkened. The neon lights of Souya’s commercial street illuminated the bustling area, and a large number of pedestrians rubbed shoulders. If the Fukain Byorin were to descend upon this place, the damage caused instantly would far surpass that of Frof’s previous level.

When it came to mass destruction, Fukain Byorin Anarush was a professional among professionals. Each appearance brought about immense death, making it a constant source of hatred for the Church. However, every encirclement operation ultimately ended in failure, even for Merem Solomon.

Considering that if Aoko and Touko openly accompanied Arcueid, they would likely be recognized by the two hidden Ancestors, who would then refrain from showing themselves.

Therefore, the two sisters were currently using a second-tier Illusionism spell, Invisibility, following close behind Arcueid without maintaining too much distance.

Considering the speed at which the enemies would emerge and cause destruction, the three had pre-planned a route, aiming to gradually lure the targets tracking Arcueid to a more sparsely populated area. For this purpose, Aoko and Touko had both prepared large-scale crowd-dispersing and protective spells in advance.

As time approached midnight, fewer and fewer pedestrians remained on the streets. However, as part of a colossal metropolis, the nightlife in the Souya district was quite vibrant, and some people wouldn’t disperse even after midnight.

When Arcueid nonchalantly arrived at what was roughly the end of the pedestrian street, a place not fully illuminated by neon lights, the rats hiding in the shadows finally couldn’t resist making their move.

Aoko wasn’t sure if the White Wing Lord failed to see that the three of them were fishing, or if he was overconfident in his ability to surround and kill Arcueid, whose power was undiminished, and the two Magic Users who were likely beside her. In any case, he made his move.

A blood-red, pulsating sphere of flesh, about one meter in diameter with exposed veins on its surface, appeared out of thin air and descended towards Arcueid on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Aoko and Touko immediately cast their crowd-dispersing spell in unison. The sisters’ deep, abyssal magical power covered an area of several tens of kilometers. Any ordinary humans within this range would immediately begin an orderly evacuation.

“Disrespectful ones,” Arcueid’s eyes suddenly turned golden, looking towards a certain direction in the sky, which was likely the entrance to the [Castle]. “You begin to act without even stating your names? Or perhaps, you who call yourselves Ancestors have not even learned the most basic etiquette from your master?”

Aoko and Touko had already focused their minds, staring intently at the descending red sphere, ready to seal it or transfer it to a more convenient combat location at any moment.

“Answer me, my small, livestock-like subordinates,” Arcueid commanded the hidden enemies in a tone completely different from her usual, adopting a condescending attitude. “Proof of the Ancestor, root of the disease nest, hidden like a whirlpool’s hole, conceiving the scion of a new principle. To you, what is blood?”

After a brief silence, the blood-red sphere temporarily hovered in the air, ceasing its descent, and an aged voice echoed through the air.

“—Answering with a heart of reverence, my blood is plunder, my blood is life, my principle is to follow the primal impulse.”

When the first voice finished, a second, younger-sounding male voice emerged.

“—My castle is my kingdom, my principle is my world, my domain is that which operates principles.”

“Princess of the True Ancestors,” the aged voice said, “In this current era, there is no longer a need for executioners to maintain the operating principles. We shall now return you, child of the Crimson Moon, to the planet—”

“Hmph, what boastful talk,” Arcueid’s eyes returned to their clear, ruby color. She placed one hand on her hip, smiling as she looked up at the sky. “Ortoross, you wouldn’t think you could kill me with just the Fukain Byorin, would you? Have you perhaps forgotten how this thing came to be?”

This time, the voices in the sky didn’t answer Arcueid’s question again, but she also didn’t want to waste any more words on these two. Killing one Roa was killing, and killing two more Ancestors who jumped out to seek death was also killing; there was no difference.

Suddenly, the surrounding ground burst open. Hundreds of “vines” shimmering with a faint green light grew out at a speed completely imperceptible to ordinary humans, tightly binding the red sphere in the air.

This red blood sphere struggled violently, seemingly trying to break free from Arcueid’s restraint, but Arcueid merely frowned. The struggles of the Fukain Byorin seed could not break through the seal of her Marble Phantasm.

“—As expected of Princess White, it seems there’s no chance of taking you down with just the Fukain Byorin seed,” the slightly younger male voice said in a feigned tone. “Then, please allow me to show off—”

“Principle Release—[Castle, is Kingdom]!”

Suddenly, the Phase Transition Barrier, like a deployed Reality Marble, rapidly expanded. Aoko seized the opportunity, pulling Touko’s hand, and instantly activated Any Door, appearing beside Arcueid. All three were enveloped within Krom Clauss’s Principle Blood Boundary.

When they opened their eyes again, the three had arrived in an ancient and magnificent Gothic-style city. The sky was covered with hazy gray clouds, stretching as far as the eye could see.

“It should be Krom Clauss’s Principle Blood Boundary,” Aoko said. “Arcueid, how do you feel—”

“Oh, no,” Arcueid’s expression was a little panicked. “I can’t maintain my Marble Phantasm in here!”

“Is something wrong?” Aoko said. “You don’t need to worry. Besides, even if you can’t use Marble Phantasm, dealing with a Dead Apostle Ancestor shouldn’t be a problem, right? After all, your physical capabilities—”

“That’s not the problem!” Arcueid said. “It’s that I just sealed the Fukain Byorin seed, but I can’t use Marble Phantasm in this barrier, so that seed—”

Arcueid’s words were cut short as the surrounding ground began to tremble. Aoko decisively used Mass Flight, sending the three of them soaring into the air.

And when they looked down again, a large number of eerie “forests” had grown out of nowhere in the city. Some of the vines, clearly not good news, were already stretching towards them.

“I see,” Aoko nodded. “So that’s their plan. Using the Fukain Byorin’s otherworldly characteristics, combined with [Castle, is Kingdom], to sever our connection to the planet and the Greater Source, and then use the internal authority of the Reality Marble to deal with us?”

A series of violent explosions occurred in the tree-filled city. Aoko’s entire set of Magic Crests was fully lit, and a massive amount of magic bullets burned out large clearings in the dim forest in an instant.

“But I have to say, you’ve miscalculated.”