294 It Comes! (2/2)
Before the enchantment, Jerome held St. George's Spear. The majesty that could overwhelm everything surfaced silently on the blade.
Charles almost suffocated. He raised his hand and shouted hoarsely. ”Hey, old man, don't be impulsive. Wait!”
”Gavin has the Royal Musician Division’s resonating bell. It’s enough to temporarily borrow the power of all the royal musicians outside of Avalon, including the four grandmasters besides me...If he fails, then we have no other choice.” Jerome lowered his head toward the slowly opening gate and the shadow on the burning throne. ”I’m sorry, Your Majesty. If I am a sinner of Anglo, please let me accompany you in Hell forever.”
He grasped his spear and lifted it up with all his strength. Thus, the magnificent movement burst out of thin air. In the void, countless souls praised together as if divine power fell from the sky. It ran in the water, land, fire, and wind. It had created all and could now destroy all as well.
The heart of Avalon's Shadow roared and shook.
Outside of the kingdom of shadows, the grandmasters of the Royal Musician Division closed their eyes and resonated with each other in the dark room. They injected all the power into Jerome’s body so that he would not be quickly burned out by the horrible flame.
Jerome was covered with mournful wounds by the terrible power. Blood flowed but soon evaporated. Above his head, the ring of the aether that resonated with the world surfaced silently. It glowed and trembled. Overwhelmed by that terrifying power, it was about to crumble.
”May all glory be vested in Anglo. May we rest in this great glory,” he roared. Grasping his spear, he thrust it down his feet.
It was earth shattering.
Amidst the booms, blazing light projected from the spear. Twisted ripples appeared around the vast enchantment that enveloped the palace. The shadow world had been distorted and was about to be completely torn apart.
Vigorous power emerged from Jerome’s body and melted into the holy spear. It was going to throw the palace into the depths of the aetheric world, making it vanish from this world forever.
Charles’ body was lifted by the power like a fallen leaf. He floated in the air, involuntarily flipping. He forced himself to look back at Jerome's shadow.
Enveloped in a frenzy of flames, Jerome held the holy spear high. Before the holy spear, the music theory within Avalon’s Shadow broke apart layer by layer.
But at that moment everything became still.
The flames solidified in the air, the blast became stagnate in the air, the cracks stopped spreading, and the rumbling stopped. Everything stopped in the sudden stillness. It was as if time was at a standstill.
Charles gazed at the gravels hovering before him. All he felt was fear in the depth of his heart—at that moment, everything in Avalon’s Shadow ceased. Everything seemed to be rooted to the spot, unable to move. Even the magnificent aetheric sea solidified under this terrible majesty. This was the most extreme example of Modifications. It was a force terrifying beyond human imagination.
In the dark vortex overhead, a hand slowly stretched out.
It pressed into the void.
So everything stopped in time.
”He has arrived!”
”He has arrived!”
”He has arrived!”
The dark musicians enthusiastically praised, cheering and dancing. They offered blood and bones, water and earth, souls and the life of their prey to welcome his coming.
Having planned for decades, consumed countless treasures and accumulations, and Malpas’s resolute sacrifice, they finally exchanged the coming of the ‘power.’
It was a terrible shadow cast from the aetheric world; it was the incarnation of the abyss.
It was the root of all evils, the master of darkness, the mother of chaos, the king of destruction and killing. The God who ruled all the sources of darkness of this world—the natural catastrophe Hyakume!
God’s incarnate had descended. Thus, a frenzied song of destruction played in the world in the shadows.