Chapter 114.1

I swing Venuzdonoa downwards cleaning the blood off it.

“….Haa……haa…..my breathing….”

“Are we saved……?”

“…..Looks like it…..”

“Did that guy save us…..?”

The students who could all breathe again looked at me.

There’s some complicated looks coming my way.

Whatever. I don’t need to concern myself with them right now.

If the heavenly father is destroyed then the world’s order will be disrupted and eventually the world will be destroyed.

“Origin Regeneration <Agronemut>.” (Arnos)

I regenerate Nousgalia’s origin.

When used against an enemy it doesn’t matter that it’s not the second time since it originates from my attack.

The body of Eldomade that had disappeared reappears and he regains consciousness.

“See? You can’t destroy me.” Nousgalia laughs proudly.

“You fool who spits on the heavens. Receive you punishment for betraying the order. Look upon the figure of God.” (Nousgalia)

Nousgalia speaks the words of God that cause miracles.

His body is wrapped in a dazzling light, however, he soon c̲o̲c̲k̲s̲ an eyebrow and a puzzled expression appears on his face.

All of a sudden the light settled down.

“What’s wrong Nousgalia? According to your words you were going to show me the figure of God.” (Arnos)

I let go of Venuzdonoa to show my victory and cancel the three-dimensional magic formation.

“Or could it be perhaps you’ve noticed that the origin of God is only at 10%?” (Arnos)

“Don’t speak so rudely. Gods dignity is absolute.” (Nousgalia)

Nousgalia speaks but the power in his words is weaker than before.

“It was a mistake to parasitize Eldomade’s body and origin. While you’re in it you can survive with only 10% of your origin. The worlds order won’t collapse either even with the heavenly father only having 10% of his origin. You are a god, an immortal. It will be easy for you to regenerate your origin but not while Venuzdonoa is around.” (Arnos)

I made it so any magic used to restore his origin would only restore 10% so even when I used <Aggronemut> myself he only came back at 10%.

“Don’t worry. The world would be destroyed if you couldn’t carry out your order so I made so you can just about restore order and do your duty.” (Arnos)

Nousgalia glares at me. There was pure hatred in his eyes for me who destroys order.

“….When did you learn to completely control the power of the god of destruction….?” (Nousgalia)

“2000 years ago I could only destroy with it but now in these peaceful times I was able to overcome that weakness.” (Arnos)

I laugh before continuing.

“How does it feel to have a worthless mazoku go easy on you heavenly father?” (Arnos)

The mazoku in this era are weak so I’ve been having to constantly keep control of my magic at all times but this has had the benefit of improving my precision and control.

Instead of destroying the god and his order, I can do this which protects the world while taking the power of a god away.

Gods are order and because of that, they can only act in accordance with the rules of their order.

“With that half-god, half-mazoku body try behaving yourself a bit while in my presence and this cla̲s̲s̲.” (Arnos)

I turn my back on Nousgalia and head back to my seat.

“You are a foolish one demon king of tyranny. Did you think you’d taken the power of God away from me with this? The order of your destruction will be born soon. Your end was determined long ago by the gods.” (Nousgalia)

“Oh? So was it also decreed by the gods that the god of destruction would fall into my hands and that you’d become a fragment of your old self?” (Arnos)

Nousgalia is lost for words for a moment.

“Remember Nousgalia. This is what we call being a sore loser in this world.” (Arnos)

I sit down after speaking over my shoulder to Nousgalia.

“I know that god.” Ray says leaning forward in his seat.

“I think I know what you’re about to say but go on.” (Arnos)

“He talked to Jerga-sensei about making origin magic.” (Ray)

I see. Apparently, he wants me dead at all costs.

I’ve sealed his power for the time being but my troubles haven’t gotten any less.