The sacred right side of a certain manga Chapter 030

It was as if the dust and smoke from a volcanic eruption had obscured the sky, scarlet flames hovered above the burning ashes, and twisted whirlpools appeared one after another in the high heavens.

On the sea, boiling bubbles and the smell of sulfur emerged from the land of the island, as if this land had connected to the legendary hell. A murderous, destructive, and oppressive atmosphere filled this space.

Dozens of light angels formed by Aether were still entangled with Roy. It was at this moment that Roy realized the troublesome aspect of this Authority. Although these angels could not defeat him, they could completely entangle him temporarily and consume his physical and mental energy. At the same time, they could also allow the master who summoned these angels to escape at any time.

Just like what Metatron was doing now.

“Perish, sinful Sodom and Gomorrah!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh——————”

Heavenly flames, brimming with the power of the sun, descended from the sky. Countless fiery rains fell like meteor showers in the universe. The smell of sulfur on the earth grew denser. Surging magma and scorching earthfire erupted from hell, from the core of the planet.

Those were the heavenly flames that could burn away all evil, and those were the earthly flames that would drag everything into hell. When the heavenly flames and the earthly flames merged and intertwined in the human world, it would be the day of destruction for all things.

The burning sea and the gushing sulfurous fire soared into the sky with immense impact, blasting large holes into Ponza Island and utterly shattering it. The natural rock formations and beautiful beaches, the modern cities and man-made structures created by humans, were reduced to dust under the wrath of the gods. Then, the solar flames descending from the sky crushed those fragments again, turning them completely into ashes.

Erica dared not look back. She could only feel the roar of the sky, the wrath of the earth, the raging waves of the sea, and the scorching light that left no evil hidden.

The Great Knight of Bronze Black Cross thought of the story recorded in the Bible, where Lot’s wife looked back because she longed for Sodom, and thus turned into a pillar of salt. Erica didn’t know if Roy’s re-enactment of the myth of the burning of the city of sin also possessed such an Authority, but she dared not try. She could only fly in the opposite direction with her eyes closed, fearing that even a slight glance from the corner of her eye would bring her the same divine punishment as Lot’s wife.

The angels surrounding Roy were silently burned into Aether particles by the merging flames of heaven and earth. Metatron, who was fleeing, was even more violently struck by the destructive heavenly fire and earthly fire. Endless meteors smashed into It, and the sulfurous flames from hell scorched Its soul. Amidst the earth-shattering roar, Roy seemed to hear Metatron’s screams and also heard It shouting something.

“It’s over, return to the myths, you heretic!”

Roy’s raised left hand suddenly clenched into a fist. The final flames of heaven and earth burst forth with a sudden roar, and the thunderous tremor directly burned a huge void in the sea. Where the destroyed Ponza Island had vanished, a massive vortex, hundreds of meters in diameter, appeared.

The anomaly in the Tyrrhenian Sea caused a chain reaction in nature. At this time, a tsunami also appeared on the west coast of Italy, a disaster that humans could absolutely not predict in advance.

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“Hiss… what on earth happened at Ponza Island? It even affected the west coast of Italy.”

On the west coast, there were no longer any tourists. Dozens of magicians and knights had long been waiting here. Upon seeing the incoming waves, they immediately activated the magical rituals they had prepared, stopping the tsunami and preventing it from causing too much damage.

Fortunately, this was not a tsunami caused by an earthquake. After Roy, the instigator, concluded his Authority, the tsunami affecting the west coast of Italy gradually lost its power and turned into ordinary waves.

Numerous magicians and knights gazed with awe and fear at the scene beyond the horizon. Even from here, they could feel the abnormal surge of magical power and the apocalyptic anomaly in the sky.

“Lord Paolo Brantri truly lives up to his reputation as Italy’s strongest knight, one who has battled divine beasts and fought alongside God Slayers. If Lord Paolo hadn’t anticipated that the battle between ‘The King’ and the Disobedient God would cause a natural disaster, this stretch of coast would undoubtedly have suffered severe damage.”

A knight exclaimed with emotion. They were just ordinary magicians and knights. Although they knew of ‘The King’s’ tyranny and the natural disasters brought by Disobedient Gods, this was their first time witnessing a battle between the two.

No, this couldn’t even be considered witnessing firsthand; it was merely observing from across the sea. Yet, even so, even across the Tyrrhenian Sea, the battle between the two sides could still cross this sea and affect mainland Italy. The descriptions of God Slayers and Disobedient Gods in those ancient texts were not exaggerated in the slightest.

This was the Demon King on earth and a walking natural disaster. No wonder God Slayers could do as they pleased on the earth, and no wonder only God Slayers could fight against Disobedient Gods. This level of battle was simply beyond the intervention of ordinary magicians and knights.

What kind of miracles did those God Slayers, still in their mortal stages, possess to accomplish the great feat of slaying a god!

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At this moment, Roy had no idea of the exclamations of the magicians and knights in mainland Italy. Even if he did, he would have no time to pay attention.

Roy’s spirit and will once again condensed into a spiritual body, appearing in Pandora’s domain within the ‘Boundary of Life and Death’.

“We meet again so soon, my dear son.”

Just like the continuation from when he last left, as Roy’s consciousness momentarily dimmed and then returned to clarity, he smelled that alluring, poppy-like scent. The back of his head still felt that slightly slender yet soft and tender thigh.

‘Kneeling again.’

This thought flashed through Roy’s mind.

This was his second time slaying a god and entering this space. Roy now had almost no concept of unconsciousness, unlike the first time he slayed a god, when it took him a long time to regain consciousness.

Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the goddess with an extremely slender and frail figure, appearing to be only twelve or thirteen years old, whom one didn’t know whether to describe