Once again, with the maximum amount of divine descent magic, Sakura took out a thin rectangular metal container from her pocket, pried it open with a force that almost broke the lid and scattered the contents.

　It was a myriad of spells.

　A pseudo-reproduction of Eastern spellcraft drawn up by Noir's [Tool Making] skill, interwoven with the power of Melissa's [Attribute Magic] skill, and created by reflecting Melissa's knowledge.

　This is a prototype magic tool that suppresses and controls the gods' descent, a mass of powerful fire attributes, from the outside.

　While it was intended to be worn as a piece of equipment in the future, it was produced as a bridging device until it was completed.

　Since the effect can only be desired for a short period of time, and the manufacturing process takes longer than necessary, Sakura had planned to consider this as her last trump card and preserve it, but - there was no hesitation in cutting the trump card here and now.

''You say, the power of Hinokagahime's soul ...... perhaps I have only drawn it out once before. No, I should say that I was able to ...... borrow it.

　Countless spells swirled around the cherry blossoms, riding on the hot air they wore, and surrounded them like a vault (dome).

It was when I confronted the leaders of Agat Ram. It was not for any auspicious reason that we were united in mind. We had no sympathy for each other's motives, only our objectives.

　The magical power that fills the body of the cherry blossom increases in brilliance.

　It's like the morning sun breaking through the night, and the flames it wears are just like a robe of feathers.

　The long hair that flutters in the hot wind shimmers so brightly that you may believe it is woven with light, and it even radiates a certain kind of divinity.

　The bright light that surpasses red, surpasses scarlet, and leads to gold - the manifestation of the sun.

　The emergence of the enormous amount of magic and heat, a group of dragons dancing on the ceiling of the rock felt threatened, and swooped down, fangs bared and roars scattered.

　But Sakura, without moving a single step, unleashes a series of unseen slashes and flashes to a distance beyond the reach of her blade, cutting down the dragon flock in the blink of an eye.

''Hinokagahime!　The man you love is with Luke White Wolf!　As long as they take on Agart Ram ...... the Demon King Eavaldi, I need the strength to fight with them too!　Now once again ...... no!　I need your help until the moment we take down Agart Ram!

　The pressure of the outpouring of magic crushed the scorched ground, spreading caves and cracks in the ground underfoot.

　The cherry-blossom-colored blade now glowed beyond the incandescence of white heat, emitting a heat that could turn a flesh-and-blood body into charcoal just by touching it.

''I hereby swear!　I will fight for my pride and for my friends!　To repay Lord Luke's debt!　To support Garnett's vengeance!　And ......!

　The one who is looking at you with the eyes of an unmistakable cherry blossom is the demon general Suzuri, who uses your father's body as his vessel for the first time.

　Not once did I think of him as my father.

　However, the reason why the demon Suzuri knows how to descend is because of the remaining knowledge of her father's intentions. -- I couldn't stop myself from thinking that.

　And if so, what would he do?　Do you cry out for release?　Do you kneel in despair?

　No, no. No, definitely no. Never, no.

　If the consciousness of the Shiranui Kuranjin remained in Demon General Suzuri, then there is only one thing Shiranui Sakura has to do.

''To show your father that ...... I have finally accomplished it.

　The moment she said those words, Sakura felt an incomparable power surge up from within herself.

　Not an uncontrollable, runaway force, not an invasive interference that paints the body and mind, but an impulse filled with a soul-stirring heat and power.

　Out of the corner of your eye, Demon General Suzuri twists the edges of his mouth fearlessly.

I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to get it right. Or maybe it could even surpass me, which is perfect.

　Suzuri didn't even show any pretense of escaping from this place, she just straight up confronted Sakura and raised her voice to echo through the fourth level.

''Shiranui Sakura!　Now you know what to do!　The names of the magic wielded by Hinokaganbiiko and Hinokagahime!　The words that bring out the true power in your soul!
'Oh ...... that I can understand. A part of my soul has become a copy of Hinokagahime, drawing strength and memory from .......
Scream!　That name!

　Sakura took a stance as if she were carrying her sword and stepped powerfully on the scorched earth.

''--Hinokagutsuchi.

　A flash of light from the blade that was swung down - a slash of luminosity rushed through.

　It ripped through the surface of the fourth level, tearing through the ground of the fourth level to a faraway place where it could not be seen in an instant, slicing and burning everything that was in the process.

　Did Demon General Suzuri also disappear in the glow of the slash - Sakura could not confirm the existence of this fact with her own five senses.

　Perhaps as a reaction to the rapid use of her powerful and unfamiliar power, Sakura felt her consciousness rapidly fade.

　However, this was not because her soul was being painted over by the Hinokagahime, but only because she was genuinely reaching her limit and becoming comatose.

　I didn't have any reason to believe that, but I could naturally understand that.

"(Oh ...... with this power, I'm sure I'll be ......)

　This is an overwhelming firepower that's an order of magnitude different from the traditional God's Descent.

　Moreover, it's obvious that she hasn't fully drawn all of her power.

　Cherry blossoms trembled at the mighty and unfathomable power of the true magic entrusted to her by Hinokagatsutsuchi, and she let go of her consciousness for the time being with a burning sense of satisfaction.