24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"In this way, the world's crisis can be resolved."

After adapting to the rules of this world, the Hounds of Tindalos seemed to speak more fluently.

It approached step by step, bewitching Illya with its sincere and sincere tone.

"Stand right there! Don't move!"

Unfortunately, these words not only failed to impress Illya, but instead stimulated the magical girl's heart.

Illya waved the golden holy sword in her hand, and the dazzling sword light burst out, cutting a crack in front of the Tindalos Hound.

"Hey! Hiss..."

The monster groaned unwillingly, but did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool easily.

"Abby, I don't care what kind of key you are or what kind of witch you are from the outside world. I only know that you are a gentle child and Ilia's friend."

"Saving the world...or saving my friends, I have made a choice long ago."

"Now! Tell me! Abby!"

Turning around, Illya grabbed Abigail's shoulders and forced the blond girl to look at her.

"Do you... want to live?"

This question made Abi's mouth slightly open.

I want to live because the pancakes are delicious, the mashed potatoes filled with broth are delicious, and the warm egg tarts are delicious.

But if she continues to live, she will continue to bring misfortune to the people around her, and eventually the evil god will come to this world and destroy everything.

Abigail wants to live, but she doesn't want to see anyone else die because of her.

This tangled psychology continued to torture her young heart.

279. Save the world or save your friends?

Abigail's hesitation was seen by everyone.

Her existence itself will cause changes in the people around her, and even cause harm to the world.

Faced with such a fate, as a 12-year-old girl, should she choose to survive strongly or abandon this cursed life?

"From our point of view, it is best to let the Hounds of Tindalos take away Abigail...but isn't it not good to have such a cruel price to be borne by a child?"

"Cowardly! There must be something hateful about this poor person. She knows that she has a special constitution, but she still shamelessly kills other people. Letting this evil witch continue to live is nothing but a disaster!"

"Isn't there any other way... sacrificing one person to save the world or something, it's weird no matter how you think about it, right?"

"After all, human beings must put the collective first. Giving up one person for billions of people is a good deal no matter how you think about it."

"You are standing and talking without pain in your back. If one of you is asked to sacrifice, will you be willing?"

"... Let's just talk about it. I'm not an evil witch."

In the BB live broadcast room, people had a heated discussion about Abigail's stay.

Illya also looked at Abi seriously, holding her shoulders firmly with both hands.

"Illya...I, Abi..."

The crying sound in Abigail's voice became more and more obvious, and she wanted to say the words to give up her life in order not to hurt anyone again.

However, death is a terrible thing, and the Lord does not allow believers to commit suicide. Abigail is a devout Puritan and cannot have that kind of courage.

"Abby, calm down."

"No one can blame you because you are a good kid with a good heart."

"We may encounter many difficulties in the future, but we will eventually overcome them no matter what."

"Abigail, don't give up on yourself, keep up with your friends, hope is in every tomorrow."

"I also... don't want to give up on anything anymore!"

Illya's eyes were clear and firm, and she wanted to share her courage with Abigail.

This feeling was indeed conveyed.

"The world or Abi...which one will Illya choose?"

Looking at Illya like this, Abigail finally regained her energy.

She asked timidly.

"Ilia will save Abi, and then...save the world."

"Magical girls exist to do the impossible. My being here is the result of countless miracles."

"Then why...don't you pray for everyone's happiness!?"

Illya grabbed Abigail's little hand and made a promise in an absolutely royal atmosphere.

For a moment, the surrounding darkness seemed to be dispelled.

"Oh...Abi...Abi really doesn't want to die!"

Completely moved by Ilia's true feelings, Abigail let go of all her burdens with a cry.

The knight girl hugged the thin girl tightly into her arms, and the scene seemed harmonious and had reached a happy ending.

"Huh...Humans are really short-sighted."

Fortunately, the Hound of Tindalos, who had been offline for a long time, spoke up at the critical moment and interrupted the hug between Illya and Abigail.

Its disdain was visible to the naked eye, as smoke filled the air, and its tendrils and bone spurs were unreservedly displayed.

"Since you are unwilling to cooperate, let you all die!"

The moment the attack was completed, the Tindalos Hound turned into a shadow and pounced.

The vicious claws and fangs tear apart the space, and the sticky malice is everywhere like the low pressure before the storm.

"Damn it! It's you!"

As if there were eyes behind her back, Illya held Abigail and twisted around, easily dodging the attack of the Tindalos hound.

After using the Saber class card, she has A-level intuitive skills, which makes it almost impossible to be at a disadvantage in close combat.

"Magic is released! Strengthen speed and strength!"

Pushing Abigail into the divine power barrier emanating from Apollo on Paris' head, Illya's whole body surged with a substantial amount of red magic power.

His physical fitness was further strengthened, and he collided with the Tindalos hound.

"You are just friends who have just met! Why would you do this for her!?"

The tentacles of the Tindalos hound danced wildly, and the bone spurs on the tail kept attacking Illya.

"Forcing the entire world's misfortunes on a young girl! Doesn't it feel despicable to do this!?"

Illya dodged the attack as much as possible, and then took advantage of the opponent's opportunity to swing her sword.

The sharpness of the golden holy sword can easily tear apart the tough flesh of life outside the realm, and this sword has some kind of sacred power, making it impossible for the Hound of Tindalos to recover from its injuries like it did against Benyan.

"So! You human cubs are really unreasonable!?"

After a battle, the Hound of Tindalos not only failed to take advantage, but several tentacles on its body were cut off, and the thick smoke became much thinner.

This is obviously a sign of heavy damage, and there is no benefit in continuing to fight.

"What's wrong with children being willful?"

Lifting the sword, Illya caused another wound to the Tindalos Hound.

The Hound of Tindalos also took the opportunity to jump back, away from the golden holy sword with divine power.

"Wait for me...I will come back again."

"By then, I won't be the only one here."

"With the countless hounds of Tindaros, and the noble and powerful Lord of Tindaros, we will turn this world into a hunting ground, and engage in an eternal war with the One who unites all things!"

The Hound of Tindalos was horrified because its injuries could not be recovered. It was full of hatred and pus-filled eyes and stared at Illya ferociously. While turning its body into smoke and blending into the space, it did not forget to threaten.

"You can't leave..."

Illya stood on the spot, holding the holy sword high in her hand.

"This sword is the breath of the stars."

"The gathering wishes of warriors, the shining flow of life."

Light, endless light.

They emerged from the soil and vegetation, emerged from the boundless darkness, and even surged out of Illya's body.

Finally, they converged on the golden holy sword, making it shine like another sun.

"The Sword of Salvation? Is... is it authentic?"

Apollo, who was sitting on Paris' head, saw this scene, and the mouth of the golden-horned lamb couldn't help but open slightly.

"The Sword of Salvation? What is that, Lord Apollo?"

Paris spoke in confusion. He had no idea what had happened in this world.

"About 3000 years ago, the predatory star dropped three elite soldiers on the earth...one of them turned into a white giant and harvested all the major mythological systems on the surface."

"The true form of our Greek Mecha-god was destroyed in that white destruction."

"The one who finally repelled the white giant was a Holy Sword user. He held the Holy Sword of the Stars forged by six original fairies in the Inner Sea of ​​Stars, and saved this world from the brink of destruction."

Apollo did not answer Paris' question directly, but told a story about the past history of the Gods.

However, the meaning of his words is self-evident. The Holy Sword of the Star that defeated the white giant is now in front of him.

"Outside the world, coming with hostility, an absolutely evil enemy!"

"Take it! Excalibur! "The Sword of Promised Victory"! ! ! "

Just before the Hound of Tindalos was about to completely integrate into the space, escape from this inherent barrier, and escape from this world.

Illya took a step forward. The powerful force brought huge pressure, and the spreading shock wave reverberated on the ground.

Without any pause, the holy sword filled with golden light in his hand suddenly swung down.