Pawahara Seijo no Osananajimi to Zetsuen Shitara, Nanimokamo ga Umaku Iku Yō ni Natte Saikyō no Bōke

[The ‘Fist’ Blackdoll]

“Guoooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!”

Shangarula was already in Beastified form, and he was in a fierce fight with other Beastified werewolves.

――Shaa!

“““Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?”””

But having been blackdollified, Shangarula was one size larger than the other werewolves, and he far outstripped them in terms of strength and speed, too.

“The Sacred Treasure must be overdrawing his power. Put simply, it is forcing him into undermoon state regardless the absence of the moon,” Shiva-san remarked.

“Undermoon state… You mentioned before that werewolves’ fighting power can jump several folds under the moonlight—are you referring to that?” I asked.

Shiva-san nodded, “Yeah, that’s right. The condition is very restrictive, but it’s said that once he’s in that state, Shangarula can even rival a Beastified Elysium. Still, I never imagined I would witness it for myself in this kind of situation.”

“In any case, we have to stop him as soon as possible. I’ll be going first, so please back me up.” Tirna said.

“Yeah, got it,” nodding, I manifested a shield to be a foothold for Tirna.

“Okay—here I go!”

Bang! Kicking off the shield, Tirna launched a kamikaze attack on Shangarula, whereas we went down to the village to save the injured people.

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“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

――Thwack!

“Gugaa!?”

Tirna’s lightning-cladded fist landed squarely on Shangarula’s face.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Guh!?”

――Crack, crack, crack, crack!

But it didn’t seem to be doing much damage, and the right arm he swung in counter carved out four lines on the ground.

His strength was ridiculous.

Had Tirna took it head-on, her slender body would have been torn to pieces regardless of her dwarven armour.

In their previous battle when he was still in control of his mind, Tirna had asked him why he didn’t fight her seriously, but… now she understood.

Certainly, if he had exerted this much power back then, Tirna would have lost.

She might have a chance to win if it was waterside, but unfortunately, their current battlefield was in a snowy forest.

Hence, she definitely couldn’t defeat him by herself.

“Oraaa!”

――Bang!

“Gigaa!?”

But now Tirna had ‘him’.

Cladded in the flames of god and wearing gauntlet-type weapons like Tirna—the strongest man in history.

“Let’s do this, Tirna!”

“Mm!”

Yes, it was Tirna’s beloved Exa.

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“Gugaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

――Shaaaa.

“I see. Looks like the power of purification isn’t completely ineffective.”

A part of his body was exposed for moment after my blow landed on it, but the black aura closed it back up immediately after. Thus, I made a hypothesis.

Shangarula’s current condition was the same as that of the Mother Earth back then.

In other words, he had been consumed by the overwhelming amount of ‘filth’ flowing out from the Sacred Treasure.

In that case, we should first completely purify the ‘filth’, then during the time it took to regenerate, we turned the Sacred Treasure into Hallowed Sacred Treasure with Tirna’s Holy Armament.

Just that, Agartha had taken Shangarula’s life at his request, so it might be difficult to save his life.

It was regretful, but well, he had died honourably as one of the saints.

If his corpse remained, I would cremate him.

““Grand Prominence Blow!””

――Bang!

“Guogah!?”

Heavy punches landed on Shangarula’s body from left and right at the same time.

“Tirna!”

“Mm! –Grand Storm Shoot!”

Bam! Struck on the chin as he was about to fall down, Shangarula was violently thrown up into the air as if somersaulting.

“Gu-gah…!?”

And as he was floating mid-air facing up, I, cladded in flames of purification, struck him with all my might!

“—Grand Prometheus Fall!”