Gunaugh?

　Drismegian, bewildered by the strange things that happen to me.
　The surrounding area is still surrounded by white flames, and although I will not be burned, instead all infringements will be erased.
　In this flame, any attack magic and combat aura are erased as soon as they are emitted, and even if you are hit directly, the impact is erased and is no different than being stroked, even if you are hit directly.

''What........?　Like something just touched me!''

　In the midst of it all, Doris Megian was in the extreme state of confusion.

　As the Lord of Hell, a phenomenon is occurring that is completely beyond the reach of this person who is the authority of malice and violence.

''Nuh-uh!　Nuh-uhhhh?

　He suddenly screamed and thrust his hand into the ground.
　No, it's not.
　Clinging to the ground?

　It was like a careless person who is about to accidentally fall down from a high place and reflexively grabs anywhere in a hurry.
　It was similar to such an action.

"What the hell?　What's happening!　It's being pulled, it's being pulled, ughhhhhhhh!

　At first I wondered what he was doing, but then I started to understand.

　I'm not sure how much trouble he's been exposed to.
　He's leaning forward and dangling like he's going somewhere.

　I tried to go against that flow by stamping my feet and digging my fingers into the ground, but it didn't have the desired effect.

''Somewhere.........it's pulling me........?

　It was as if an unseen force was catching and pulling Drismegian in.
　No, in fact, it must be so.

　It was as if the Drismegian was the only one whose gravity was changing direction and falling right beside him.

　But why is this happening?
　Is this some kind of magic act?

　But now it's surrounded in all directions by the white flames of Jikang Kabuto's Heaven, blocking all offensive actions and also nullifying any attacks that could be made on it from the outside.

　But what is that power that is forcibly pulling Doris Megian down?
　Who is the...?

"Whoa!　No!　Stop pulling!　You did this to me, dammit!

　I watched Drismegian's desperate tug of war and finally understood.

　The person pulling is Mr. Alanziel.
　He is standing upright, holding his specialty stick stick cane and holding it in his right eye.

　His spine is stretched out in an upright posture. It contrasts with Drismegian's haphazard stance as he crawls to the ground.

　What I noticed was that Drismegian was falling towards Mr. Arantzill.
　Headlong and headlong in a straight sideways direction.

'Mr. Arantzill is calling him!

　I realized that's all I could see.
　The poor wretch is being drawn helplessly towards the great brave who waits steadfastly.

''Ooohhhhhh?　Stop!　No, oh no!

　I tried to bring out my giant knot-foot and stick it into the ground, but for some reason it didn't sting well.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

　Just silently but absolutely, the Drismegian is sucked towards Mr. Arantzill.

''But what in the world........what's going on.......?

　Estelica-san, whose wounds had completely regenerated, also seemed unable to accept the events in front of her.

''He's a human race........he's an aura user, you know?　I don't care if it's a magic with a dramatically wide range of applications, how could such an inexplicable phenomenon with an aura that can only slash, poke, or shatter?
I've moved up a notch.

　I know what I'm talking about.

　Mr. Aranzir went into his first battle to protect what was important to him. He stepped out into the further reaches of the aura.

　He is inherently such a gifted man.
　If his talent had not been distorted by the misfortune of his youth, he would have reached a level far beyond ordinary people long ago.

''.........The aura characteristics that that person is emitting now are not applicable to any of the four existing characteristics.''

　Dare I say 'sky'.

　The aura of the sky's characteristic aura draws the enemy in.

''Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!　Aaaaahhhh!''

　Drizmegian must have sensed that it's not good for him to continue to be drawn in like this.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　The more he struggles, the more powerful the attraction becomes.

　I am drawn into the aura of emptiness that Mr. Alanziel has created around me, as if I am being sucked into it.

''My own eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!　Kuaaaahhhh?!

　Finally, the hands, feet, and huge arthropods that look like stakes leave the ground and fall headfirst to the side.

　It is a very good idea to have a good idea of what you want to do with it.

　At the end of it all is Mr. Alanziel.
　The body of Drismegian was there just in time for him to raise and swing his stick stick cane from the gaze of his adorably beautiful positive eyes, and then swing it down.

''Seioh Cleavage Sky.''

　The stick cane filled with aura very naturally, yet mercilessly, cut off both sides of Drismegian's body in a circle from his waist.

''Ayoeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

　The upper and lower body parted in tears as such a bizarre monster was unable to put up a satisfactory resistance.
　It was also far away from the area where the white flames flared up when it fell right beside him, so Aranzir-san's slash flashes did their job without any problems.

''Qing-On-Splitting Sky........?''

　That was the new frontier that Aranzir-san had reached.
　With the aura of 'Sora', which does not belong to any of the four existing traits, she attracts the targeted target with her aura of 'Sora' and draws them in from the other side in time for a special attack without moving a single step.

Although the name "Sado" is attached to it, there is no need to send a slash at your opponent because he is going to slash you from the direction of your opponent.
　This is a completely different dimension of immense skill.

"Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.　What is it?　What is this?　But don't lick it!　A mere cut-off of my body is as bad as a mere cut-off of my body, and with my life-force that has turned into a dragonborn, I'll be able to do it in a heartbeat...!

　Are you going to...?
　You're gonna play it back?

　You call that a non-fatal wound?
　But....?

"Wow....?　Why.........?

　Drismegian didn't regenerate at all, but only lumbered around in each upper and lower body.
　There is no indication that the cross-sections are connected at all.

"Why is that?　Why won't it regenerate?　The life force of the 'wraith body' should have been increased by the power of the demonic beast!
"The aura that cut you down is the aura of the 'sky'!

　Mr. Alanziel says.

'It's different from any of the existing characteristics, turning the void into a decapitating force. What is sliced and diced by 'emptiness' is also 'empty' in cross section. Therefore, it cannot be joined together.
'Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!'

　Mr. Alanziel's very new situation.

　That person who fought for most of his life, driven by anger and hatred to bury his sorrow, fought for what he was defending for the first time today.

　With that alone, that person knocked on the door of a realm that no one had been able to enter until today.

''..................After all, that person was an amazing person.

　Standing next to me, Estelica said.

''After all, I, like myself, was just a bringer of that man from the beginning. That person is the main character of this era. I am, I am........!

　I didn't know what to say to Estelica-san, who was in tears.

　On the other hand, Granberza-sama to Aranziel-san........

''It was truly a brilliant........and terrifying feat.

　Kudos to your longtime nemesis.

''If this technique had been perfected during our working days, I would have been defeated by you. The aura of the 'sky' without hostility or harm, even my compassionate white flame would not have been able to resist you.
No....

　Mr. Alanziel said with realization.

'We wouldn't even have to fight anymore. If only we'd gotten to this point with each other.
Are you free of hate yet?
Probably.

　The human mind is not so easy.
　There will be times when you think you've realized, but you haven't realized anything.

'But if my mind was truly freed. Dariel, Estelica, and you, I suppose it's all thanks to you.
It's mutual.

　Both of them have been enemies for most of their lives, both of them having territory that no one else can penetrate but each other.

　He had made enemies with these two people.
　As I thought, Drismegian, no matter how powerful he was, could only be called a fool.