"The Demonic Eye of Death …"
Seeing the cold murderous intent emanating from the two rituals, Matthew could not help but break out in a cold sweat.
Frankly speaking, the two rituals were not outstanding at all in terms of their strength as servants. The only thing that was passable was their extraordinary speed and battle instincts.
However, the pressure of being stared at by the pair of swirling ice-blue eyes was inexplicable.
Because the eyes were looking at death, looking at the end, looking at the vital points that could obliterate them.
Everyone in Chaldea was shocked speechless.
"You're saying that's the Demonic Eye of Death …?!"
"It's a lie, right?!"
"Doesn't that mean the embodiment of the God's power is controlled by the kimono girl?!"
Olga Marie, Da Vinci, and Roman's group all lost their cool.
In Celtic mythology, there was an evil god called the Evil Eye.
He was the king of the Fomorians.
His name was Balor.
Legend had it that the Evil Eye King had a closed eye. Once it opened, anything that was swept by this eye, whether it was a human or a god, would die instantly.
With this evil eye, even if it was an army formed by the gods, it only needed a glance to kill them all. It was an incomparably terrifying and powerful demon god.
And this demon eye that could bestow death to gods was the original form of the Demonic Eye of Death.
How could the people in Chaldea not be shocked after knowing that the two rituals had such a pair of demon eyes?
Especially Olga Marie. To this aristocratic descendant of the Association, this was a mystery that only existed in the Divine Realm. It led to the highest level of demon eyes — the Demonic Eye of Rainbow.
It was amazing that such a pair of Devil Eyes would appear on a servant.
Perhaps this would mean that the humans had the authority of the Demon God Balor!
But …
"This pair of eyes is not as powerful as you think."
The two rituals said straightforwardly.
"There's no way to kill a target with just a gaze, let alone multiple targets. All you can do is see the line of death of everything in sight, which is easier to kill the target's vital points."
Everything in the world had a beginning and an end.
Everything was destined to come to an end the moment it was born.
The time of the end was also decided at the moment when the object was born.
This was the so-called death.
Where there is a beginning, there must be an end. Therefore, everything will eventually return to nothingness.
The [Mystic Eye of Death] could use this' death 'as a concept to interfere, allowing the wielder of the [Mystic Eye of Death] to see' lines'. As long as the wielder of the [Mystic Eye of Death] cut along these 'lines', they could unconditionally reach the death of the target, inflicting irreparable, defenseless and irreversible damage on the target.
In view of this, Merlin's barrier was destroyed by the two rituals because the two rituals "killed" the barrier along the line of death.
It wasn't just enchantments, but magic, curses, psionic powers, and superpowers. As long as they struck the line of death, the two rituals could kill them.
On the other hand …
"As long as you can't cut the center line, you can't do anything. Therefore, for humans, it doesn't make a difference whether they have this ability or not."
The two rituals said so.
This was also a fact.
Because they had to hit the target to kill, it didn't matter if they had this pair of [Mystic Eyes] when dealing with humans.
After all, humans were so fragile. If they were hit by a knife, there was an 80% chance that they would die. There was no need for the power of this pair of [Mystic Eyes].
However, when the target was an inhuman existence, be it humans or objects, they were all equal in front of this pair of [Mystic Eyes].
"As long as it's a living thing, then even if it's a god, I'll kill it for you."
As they spoke, the two rituals closed in once again.
"Woo …!"
Matthew had no choice but to dodge. She didn't dare to face the two rituals head-on.
For a moment, the light of the blade was like a beam, and the shadow of the shield was like a wheel, causing the two girls to constantly change their direction and height. They jumped back and forth and chased each other on the rock piles, launching a fierce battle.
In this fierce battle, Matthew was obviously at a disadvantage.
For Mashu, this time she encountered the worst opponent she had ever encountered.
Due to the [Mystic Eyes of Death], Matthew couldn't defend because it would be cut off no matter if she used her shield or magic. She couldn't successfully block that ordinary little knife at all. She couldn't be hit either. Otherwise, the line of death would be cut off. As a concept that had already been determined, no matter what method was used, it couldn't be cured.
Of course, even if the line of death was really cut, it didn't mean that Matthew would really die.
Even if Matthew was killed now, the concept of her existence itself had long been recorded in Rozen's soul. Rozen could summon Matthew again at any time.
However, that meant that Matthew would need to die once first.
In order to avoid this ending, Matthew had to fight with all her might.
"Matthew!"
In the air, Rozen, who had been covered in dazzling fire powder, fluttered his black Haori. While dodging the incoming rock piles, he caught a glimpse of Matthew's situation and subconsciously wanted to go over to help.
Unfortunately …
"Your opponent is me!"
Ereshkigal raised the spear in his hand again, and countless rock piles formed again. They turned into a torrential rain and poured down, covering the sky and covering the earth, shrouding Rozen.
This time, Rozen couldn't dodge all the attacks.
It wasn't because he couldn't see through the rock piles' trajectory, but it was the opposite.
It was precisely because he could see through all the rock piles' trajectory that Rozan Can was sure that this time, all his dodging space was blocked by the rock piles, and there was no way to dodge.
This was the underground, not the vast and boundless sky.
The space was limited, and once he was surrounded, there would be no place to hide.
Fortunately …
"I don't only have one Follower! Ereshkigal! "
Rozen stopped hiding.
"Come out! Attila! "
Rozen's call made Ereshkigal's pupils shrink, and his expression became more serious than ever.
"Buzz!"
In front of Rozen, with a wave of spiritual light that shook like mist, a white girl suddenly appeared.
Countless rock piles attacked him like a storm.
Seeing this, the white girl in front of Rozen spoke coldly.
"[Destruction]."
The destructive light suddenly appeared in mid-air and swept out like a waterfall.
"Boom boom boom …!"
Amidst the loud noise, all the rock piles in the path of the destructive light seemed to have been annihilated, and all of them were crushed and destroyed, disappearing without a trace.
“.....！”
Seeing the light coming in his direction, Ereshkigal was shocked and quickly dodged to the side.
"Boom —!"
Under the rumbling that shook the entire wilderness, a bottomless ravine that was as deep as an abyss appeared on the ground in the divine temple in the depths of the Underworld, raising countless dust and rubble.
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