“I’ll be back.”


“Ah, hey!”


I left Bert-san behind and dashed towards the front line.
I could use up to 150% of my body enhancement now, so there was no need to use magic for this level of movement.


Coming out of the High Elf Village, I was informed by the King of the Daemons that this city was under attack via a transmission from a magic tool.


They appeared to be in a bad situation, and so even if I tried to teleport using magic, the coordinates mark had been broken, so I could not transfer.
That’s why I buffed up Pochi with [Agility Up] and flew for about half a day to reach the city, a journey that would have taken more than two and a half days on ground.


As I flew out onto the battlefield, the vigor returned to the faces of the townspeople and Daemons troops who knew me, and the whispers gradually turned into shouts of joy.




I muttered quietly, and a simple map of the battlefield was projected in my brain, showing those who were hostile to me, those who were neutral, and those who were on my side, in red, white, and blue.


(Enemy 2834.
Normal 792.
Friendly 1570.)


Are most of those in neutral status because they were drafted into the militia and more frightened than willing to fight? The number of people both here and there was much smaller than I had heard.
I had not paid much attention to the flow of time in the fairy world, but it seemed that I had been taking it too easy.


“I won’t let anything terrible happen to anyone anymore.”


I landed on top of the crumbling tower and took out a huge silver staff, about two meters long, and raised it to the heavens.


“[I am the one who pursues the truth, the one who seeks the art of ruling reason].”


As I began chanting, a magical circle of light floated around me.


[The old gods, the heavenly tunes, the singing of the messengers, and the horns of the battlefield.
Be proud, glorious warriors!]


The magic circle of light soared into the sky and spread to encompass the entire battlefield.


“Grant to the precious souls of my heroes the strength to stand and be at peace.”


10th Class Light Magic–




Particles of light fell like snow from the magic circle, transforming the entire area into [Sanctuary], healing the bodies of those not hostile to me and giving those on my side the strength to fight.


10th Class Light Magic–[Sanctuary].


The Daemons who received the power of that light rose to their feet with a yell, and the Caenista militia dropped their weapons and looked up at me with stunned faces.


In the VRMMO, HP/MP automatic recovery of enemies with dark attributes would be Disabled.
Magic Nullification effect on allies and an HP/MP auto-recovery increase effect, but now it applied to all enemies, making it much more prevalent.


Well, it can’t be helped, can it? As my Grandma would say–




The beast-shaped golem that I chased off earlier – Earth Spirit – reappeared on the front lines and started preparing to attack, vibrating the atmosphere to take out Daemon’s army and me.


(Arch Elemental: Alignment Earth.
Status: Bad.


Is that a Great Spirit of Earth? Even so, it was really severely weakened.
It only had the power comparable to that of several advanced Spirits.


Is this the Spirit bound by the magical tool that Grandmother mentioned…?  




Dozens of huge rocks appeared at the Spirit’s cry, and a dozen or so were shot at me and the Daemon Army – and the militiamen who were fighting them.


(7th Class Magic: Rock Cannon Damage 1300)


Only a 7th Class Magic, [Rock Cannon]?


As screams and shouts echoed from the Daemons and humans involved, I jumped from the top of the stronghold using my physical enhancements and used [Homing] on all the boulders smashing them down as I hopped over them at a high speed. 


“–[Death Slug]–“




With a deafening roar, I smashed the remaining rocks with a six-shot barrage using my Magic Gun Combat Skill.


Putting away the break revolver, whose black-gold color was scorched red by the continuous use of Combat Skills that should not be possible to activate continuously, I pointed my fingertips at the Earth Spirit while staying in the air, and the blue sky began to discharge electric charges.






The battlefield became silent as a huge thunderbolt fell from the heavens and the Earth Spirit, pierced by the 9th Class Magic [Mjollnir], fell to pieces with an inaudible scream, and what sounded like a woman’s scream could be heard from the distance.


As long as I knew what Spirit I was facing against, I would have no problem defeating it, since even that Great Spirit was weakened.
After all, according to my grandmother, I am now–


(Carol: Status Level 213.
HP765/770 MP890/1235.)


[Carol, you have set a foot in the realm of the Gods.]


Is what I ended up doing after that event…

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