For the first time in his life, Jean found inwardly what it was like to have his gut churning. It must be good or evil.
　The hatred that couldn't be hidden was all in his fist, fist to fist....

　Jean opens his mouth, cool on the surface.

'Mekphis, you are the one who made Mr. Hispida.........'
Yes, it was a very pathetic end indeed. But since she was buried by Sigsam's hand, she was in a way freed from her delusions.
You don't tell me that!
"--?

　In a frustration that made the hairs on his body stand on end, Jean moved in an instant to the front of Mekphis' eyes in the shape of Hispida - striking the contempt-filled cheek with all the strength he could muster. There was only pure anger on it, a mere fist.

　The magic book-type AWR that overflowed from his hand didn't try to leave Mekphis's surroundings and floated in the air as if following the blown away.

''Finish your penance, because I have to report to Mr. Hispida's gravestone with your wreckage.

　His wide-open eyes are filled with only one rage.

''Mode [The Sword of Hatzuhara]

　In Jean's hand, 【Rage Ball】 changed its appearance into a single swing of a sword. Even the handle was a large sword with a single color of Shirogane. A beauty of form like a work of art.
　The AWR [Rage Ball] is just one form. When this special metal was discovered, it was exactly in the form of a sword from the beginning.

　The [Sword of Hatzuhara] is the original form.

　Mekphis let out a giggle and stood up, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth as he announced in an amused tone, ''I'm surprised.

''This is a surprise. Is this the God Killer's Treasure Sword in name only?''

　There is no such thing and it is a sword that appears in an imaginary myth. The unique blade design is very similar, but there is a sentence in the literature that says it was actually used hundreds of years in the past, but there is little evidence that it is based on historical fact. However, there is little evidence that it is based on historical fact, as its very existence is based on mythology.


　According to legend, the evil gods who abandoned mankind were responsible for giving mankind an impossible task. It was a sanction in the name of purge. To overthrow it, the evil god was dismembered by a purported hero, a twisted myth.
　It was even said that there were eight plagues, the god's alter ego, in various places. Today, there are many different interpretations of the plagues, but they have all been replaced by words of warning for people today.
　In this mythology, the act of avenging the creator of mankind, the god, has been debated and left unresolved. It is said that this was the catalyst for the spread of the dichotomy between s*x-good and s*x-evil theories, and this may be the basis of the current religious thought on meteorology.

In the first place, meteometal can't be solved with today's technology. "We can't solve meteometalism with today's technology in the first place, so you'll have to see for yourself.

　Jean, who changed the direction of the sword blade held in both hands, runs with a quiet rage.

''I hope you don't torment me any more...[Eight Luminaries, Eight Stars]

　The magic book rolled up into one and touched five fingers on the open page, announcing the name of the magic. Eight light balls floated around it, floating irregularly. It's a mechanical motion as if they were trying to draw some kind of symbol.
　Immediately after it moved and stopped, the rays of light were emitted all at once.

　However, Jean, who is foolishly advancing straight ahead, swung his sword in succession at an unnoticeable speed and flicked it.

''--!
Mr. Hispida would not have made that choice.

　The [Hatzuhara's Sword], which played all of the continuous rays of light, lived up to its name. On the contrary.

　--With this, the performance of that thing!

　Mekphis, who let out an inwardly astonished voice, immediately put up a barrier. Fortunately, the magic book of the mage named Hispida has more magic in defense than offensive magic. I'll choose a high ranking one among them, though.

''That too--!

　To the barriers that are torn down as soon as they are built.

'Mr. Hispida wouldn't have a choice!
Are you going to slay me?

　Hispida's plea in a moment's notice was a counterpoint to Jean's anger. The blade that was raised without the slightest hesitation now turned and slashed through Mekphis' chest.

''Guh!　No mercy, no--!

　Fresh blood overflows from the wound carved deep into his chest. At that moment, Mekphis has the sensation that his body is leaking and at the same time something is approaching at the same time. He feels as if he's about to find something he's lost....
　However, for less than a second of such a second, only the sense of real danger was reflected in his eyes.

　Jean, who had swung out, released one hand from the hilt and held out his hand in front of Mekphis' eyes. The magic power that concentrates there and the magic formula that emerges on the blade of the 【Hatsubara's Sword】.
　The AWR, a special alloy that remembers its shape, remembers the magic formula itself and reflects it immediately.

''Hellfire [Hellfire].''

　Explosive blazing flames erupted from his palm. The fire force, which is even referred to as the dragon's fire, is clothed in electric shocks and erupts a wave of flames in one direction without mercy. It's not just a matter of time before you're ready to go.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

''Hagyaaaaaaaa........''

　Ugly, strange voices roared in Hispida's voice. The flames clinging to his limbs burned his flesh without a trace. Exposed to the industrial fire, Mekphis turned his entire body into something red and black like charcoal without seeking refuge.

　Jean's arm, which was swung down after only a few seconds, signifies that the magic is over.

''Ha, gagga........''

　Jean felt nothing for Mekphis, who was barely able to stand. If I had to pick one, it would be the kind of relief that I'm glad I'm not dead yet.

　The burned and bare eyeballs were looking up at the sky with their faces. The black smoke that stretches out from the mouth as if to exhale the smoke that rises from inside the body.
　The eyes turn downward as if they were being dragged, as if the eyeballs were moving with a scurry, and catch Jean.

　It hadn't already stopped its original form as Hispida, but it showed its cruelty-free appearance - something that drove Jean on more severely than anything else.

'Don't defile yourself any further, Hispida-san--'

　Mekphis' body swelled up like a blister at the same time as he held his sword, and as it was quickly absorbed by his entire body, he was now transformed into the form of Arus.
　The wounds from the past are now clean and crisp.

　And still with the same smile.

"Don't worry. I was made to look that bad. It's equivalent to losing enough information to shape her existence. It was funny enough as a sideshow.
Now, Ars, I see you like to play second fiddle.

　Even after all those attacks, the main body called Mekphis remained unharmed.
　Jean continued to search for a way to defeat him. In emotional terms, it could be said that he had achieved one thing. That's why he analyzed and made a hypothesis.

　I guess he is not entirely immortal. Mekphis said he had lost the information.

'Well, let's move on to round two, then.

　The power of the most powerful magician is bent into his hands with a quick snap. A huge number of magic acquisitions. It's one of the largest magic acquisition numbers even within Mekphis' memory.
　It's not the same as Hispida's, but the body of Ars is outstanding, even down to its physical ability.
　It's also a superb body.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it.