Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest-Chapter 1874: The Horseman Of War And Conquest
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SLAAAASH!
"...?!"
The White Rider’s eyes widened in shock as his head tumbled from his neck. Blood sprayed violently from the severed stump, and his white stallion slowly dissolved into swirling white mist.
"Haaa... Haaa... I-I... I did it?"
Yasuke’s hands trembled as he stared at Avenger’s body collapsing to the ground, scattering into pure spirit energy.
Heroic Spirits were unique entities with a Spirit Core formed from their history and myths. They possessed no true physical form, only ethereal essence.
When they manifested physically for battle, they inherited vulnerabilities similar to those of a living being.
A strike to the neck, head, or heart could damage the Spirit Core.
A complete beheading like this was, without question...
An instant kill!
"I won..."
Yasuke exhaled heavily. Silence fell across the battlefield. The flames of war and vengeful specters began to fade away.
"Avenger?! What...! Don’t tell me you died out of nowhere?!"
His master’s furious, disbelieving scream rang out from above. She descended on butterfly-like wings. Yasuke turned his threatening gaze toward her.
She might surpass any human or even most magi in power, but against a Heroic Spirit, she stood no chance.
"...!" She clenched her teeth and retreated, sensing that Yasuke had no intention of letting her escape.
"Nein."
But then it came.
A cold, razor-sharp pain pierced Yasuke’s stomach. The metallic taste of blood flooded his mouth.
A black-red knife had driven through his back. His eyes widened as he glared at the figure behind him.
The Fuhrer.
The flames of war reignited. Vengeful spirits rose once more as though nothing had happened. The man stood reborn.
"Y-You...?! But...! I...! Killed you...! I destroyed your Spirit Core!"
"I am the Embodiment of War, the White Rider, Conquest. Did you truly believe, son, that I could die so easily? You destroyed one of my many forms. So what?"
"Y-You monster...! You shouldn’t exist!"
Yasuke glared at Alice. The only way to end Avenger was to kill his master. He had resolved to slay her—learning she was as wicked as the spirit she commanded had left him with little hesitation.
He gripped his katana tightly, but a curse began invading his body. His skin blackened like charcoal around the wound, red magic circuits spreading outward.
"Gaaaha?! Uugh...! I-I can’t move...!"
He dropped to his knees, gasping, vomiting blood as his spiritual energy leaked uncontrollably. His hands shook violently.
"That dagger is forged from my Spirit Core. Whatever I pierce with it—provided it is compatible with my power—becomes assimilated."
"...?!"
"You are worthy, Yasuke. Join me. Become one of my Vengeful Spirits. Together we shall bring humanity to its end! For I am an agent of God, sent here for that very purpose!"
"Agent of God...?"
Yasuke stared at Avenger with a mocking, defiant grin.
"You are no agent of God... you are humanity’s sins incarnate... a demon..." His sword crackled with purple thunder. "And I shall... slay you, as a demon myself!"
Yasuke activated his second trump card—his final hope.
His second Legendary Treasure, a decisive, all-or-nothing strike.
"Kuro-Ikazuchi no Shōgeki – Black Thunder Execution!!!"
Screaming his Legendary Treasure’s name while vomiting blood, Yasuke transformed into a spear of pure black lightning and launched himself forward.
Not at Avenger.
But at Alice!
At long last, Yasuke revealed why he had been summoned as an Assassin-class Heroic Spirit despite his chivalrous nature.
The attack was instantaneous, bypassing distance and most defenses.
Indeed, in a single heartbeat...
BOOOM!
The moment he reformed behind her, the suppressed thunder detonated. Massive internal and external damage tore through Alice’s chest.
"Gaaaah?!"
She vomited blood and plummeted from the sky. Her heart and lungs were completely obliterated. Yasuke crashed to the ground below, a faint smile on his lips.
It had been a perfect assassination.
"Master!"
Avenger panicked, revealing a rare flaw, rushing toward Alice. She should have died instantly, yet she clung to life thanks to the unique nature of her race.
The Darkwood Fae were descendants of the Darkwood Fairy Queen and a Dhampir who once served the Ancient Vampires of Europe.
Their lineage blended spiritual fae abilities with demonic magic and vampiric resilience.
Among their gifts was a pseudo-immortal body.
"A-Ahh...! Avenger..." she whispered, lips trembling as blood poured from her mouth.
Her heart and lungs attempted to regenerate, but the lingering electricity seared her reforming flesh, tendrils of muscle and nerve burning away.
She murmured words Yasuke couldn’t hear from where he lay. Avenger’s hands trembled.
He gently caressed her face. Alice smiled weakly.
Then Avenger seized her head and twisted violently, snapping her neck and tearing her spine free.
"...?!"
Yasuke coughed blood at the sight.
A Heroic Spirit brutally murdering his own master? What madness was this?
But then...
Something even more insane unfolded, something Yasuke, despite serving a vampire master, had never witnessed.
From her severed spine, nerves sprouted. Flesh, blood, bone, cartilage, muscle, and skin regrew rapidly.
Avenger held her tenderly as she was reborn.
A black-red miasma poured into her reforming body. Her new form was being forged by Avenger himself.
She burned with demonic hatred. The power of war and conquest surged through her veins—literally.
"Be reborn, my master! I shall forge your body with the flames of war and the screams of despair from all its victims!"
Until Alice stood whole once more, completely naked, her aura blazing.
Her discarded corpse burned to ashes while her new body took shape through forbidden, cursed magic.
Her butterfly-like wings reformed, now woven from black and red flames of conquest.
Her pale skin was etched with glowing red magic circuits, pulsing with the power of the Avenger-class Heroic Spirit she had summoned.
To survive, Alice had fused with a fragment of her own Heroic Spirit—something Yasuke would never have believed possible.
"Heheh... HAHAHAHAHA!"
She laughed.
She laughed while clutching her face, eyes gleaming bright red as power overflowed from her body.
"This is incredible! Avenger—so this is the world you see?!"
She felt bound to him on a deeper level. Avenger slowly turned his gaze toward Yasuke and raised his hand.
Yasuke was lifted into the air.
"Gaaah?!"
Dozens of crimson hands erupted from his own wound—formed from his own blood—holding him immobile.
"T-This is...?!"
He couldn’t move. Only his mind remained free. He was completely under Avenger’s control.
A single command, and he would become a monstrous Vengeful War Spirit.
And everything would end.
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