First, let's take a fresh look at the powers you've acquired.

　Rouge said.

The 'chaos form' that transforms the Miracle Armor into a high-powered form. It's a localized ward created by the increased divine energy (aura) and the 'black vestments' (chaos jacket). And the 'Aura Burst' technique that instantly and explosively raises the divine energy. These are the three in total.
As a result, you have the ability to overwhelm other heroes. So much more powerful than even a demon warlord.

　Noir continues.

'In the past──in the age of mythology, every brave man had that power. Except for the current Demon King Freed, to fight the strongest and most primordial Demon King of all time, Velfer.
''After that, the demon race was weakened by the power of the gods, but the gods were also consumed by the battle against the demon king. In the aftermath, the heroes were also weakened.

　Once again, Rouge and Noir took turns telling him.

'We're getting weak too...?

　Ludmira murmured.

The Miracle Armor is an armor that embodies the power of a god. Therefore, if the god's power is weakened, its output will also be weakened.
On the contrary, the higher the power of the gods, the more powerful the Miracle Armor will be.

　Rouge and Noir take turns explaining.

'God is regaining the power he once had.
Therefore, you must develop the mental capacity to embody that power.
If we can do that, we'll be even more powerful than we are now.
Or maybe even more powerful than a demon king.
So that's what you're training for this time?

　The two apostles nodded in response to Ludmilla's question.

'The control of the Miraculous Armor is controlled by the owner's mental power - the mind itself. In this training, each of you will be facing your own roots.

　Saying, Rouge looked at Ludmilla and the others.

'However, if you cannot overcome - your spirit will be destroyed and you will never wake up again.
Never again...

　Ludmilla gulps and gulps.

'Do you still want to do it?'
Of course.

　The first to advance out was Fiore.

　Normally gentle, elegantly smiling beauty - now it was filled with a tremendous fighting spirit.
　And vengeance.

"To avenge my beloved brother, I will not spare my heart or my life.
Of course.

　Theon also advanced.
　His expression was also full of fighting spirit.

''To show the pride of the House of Mertirat, which is linked from the Sword Saint Zyrus.
Me too.

　Ludmilla declared in a dignified tone.

　It was the same for her that she was determined to fight against the demon race.

　To put an end to the continuous war between humanity and the demon tribe.
　To protect this world and its people from the threat of the demon tribe.
　The people like her who were taken away from their loved ones by the demon tribe are never to be born again.

I want the power to end all this! I hope you have the power to do just that!
You three have made your decisions as you see fit. So let's get right to it.

　Rouge thrusts out her right hand.
　The light pink lightning that poured out of it danced like powdery snow and wrapped around Ludmila and the others' bodies.

　All of the colors and scenery - all of them disappeared from sight.

"This is....?

　Ludmila is confused.

　A sense of elation, as if her consciousness was floating away.
　After that, the sensation of falling, as if your consciousness is sinking to nowhere.

I..........

　In her up-and-down consciousness, Ludmilla remembers.

　It is the source of her own heart.
　The beginning of her as a brave woman──.

The reason why I.........became a brave man....

　Yes, that was when Ludmila was still a little girl.

　A village engulfed in flames.
　People close to her are being killed by demons.

　The memories of that horrible tragedy come back vividly now.