A Righteous Demon Girl and the Angel She’ll Never Meet-Chapter 24 : Chapter 24

Chapter 24 : You finally fell into my hands!
Faced with this unavoidable and powerful blow, Aimiya neither showed any intention of dodging nor any signs of using magic defense.
She raised the Sword of light in her hand and swung it upwards at an extremely tricky angle.
What was she trying to do?
An ordinary Two-winged angel, could she possibly want to compete in strength with the enhanced Corpse Bearer?
Seeing Aimiya advance instead of retreating, the same doubt flashed through the minds of both the black-robed man and Iphilia.
And in the next moment, they understood what Aimiya was trying to do.
Just as the Sword of light in Aimiya's hand was about to collide with the Corpse Bearer's arm, which was coming with the force of an avalanche, Aimiya gently turned the Sword of light in her hand, moving away the blade that was originally aimed at the Corpse Bearer.
Instead, she used the hilt of the Sword of light—that is, the handguard—to fiercely crash into the Corpse Bearer's rapidly approaching attack.
“Clang!”
The moment the handguard and the arm collided, a humming sound like that of swords clashing erupted! And what was even more surprising was that the Corpse Bearer, which was made of flesh and blood, actually fell backwards after this blow as if it had been repelled , while the Sword of light in Aimiya's hand suddenly burst forth with an unparalleled brilliance after repelling the Corpse Bearer's attack!
Countless sparkling points of light floated up from around the sword body and merged into the Sword of light in Aimiya's hand, causing the blade part of the Sword of light above the hilt to suddenly increase in length by several meters!
And on the blade of the Sword of light, a thin scarlet line faintly extended from the spine of the sword, rapidly spreading across the entire sword body like a branching tree.
『Good chance!』
Although she didn't quite understand how Aimiya did it, Iphilia also instantly realized that this was the best opportunity to deal with the Corpse Bearer.
She hurriedly raised her right arm, which could still move, and a light purple magic circle, a full two meters in diameter, instantly condensed from her palm.
Thick tentacles covered in pitch-black scales suddenly drilled out from the magic circle, and in an instant, they bound the Corpse Bearer's limbs, leaving its most vulnerable chest area completely exposed under Aimiya's Sword of light.
“Ahhhh!”
Aimiya shouted loudly, and fiercely slashed the Sword of light, which she held horizontally in front of her, towards the Corpse Bearer.
A golden sword beam, like a laser cannon, instantly shot out, easily cutting the Corpse Bearer, along with the nearby floor tiles and walls, in half as if cutting tofu.
“This, impossible! Magic cannot possibly harm the Corpse Bearer blessed by a divine being! Damn angel! What did you do!?”
The black-robed man, seeing the Corpse Bearer defeated, roared in disbelief.
If he could still understand Aimiya previously using the semi-corporeal angel armament—that is, the Sword of light—to injure the Corpse Bearer, then the sword strike Aimiya just delivered, whether in terms of aura or manifestation, was clearly a very orthodox light-attribute magic!
The black-robed man couldn't understand at all why the Corpse Bearer, blessed with the divine being's 【Magic Immunity】, failed to withstand the “magic” Aimiya released just now.
“What's impossible? Oh my, is this small fry -Mr. who wears a black hood and doesn't even dare to show his true face getting angry from embarrassment? No way, no way?”
Aimiya put away her Sword of light and looked at the black-robed man, whose emotions were close to madness, with a joyful expression.
She seemed to greatly enjoy the other party's anger from embarrassment, looking like someone watching a show and not minding the trouble.
“Don't give me that glib talk, damn angel! What exactly did you do!? Why can you ignore the divine being's blessing and harm the Corpse Bearer! A mere angel, how can you surpass the grace bestowed by the Creator!!!”
“It's very simple. Since this pile of junk corpses of yours has 【Magic Immunity】, then just don't use magic, right?”
“Impossible! What you just used was clearly light-attribute magic!!!”
“Tsk tsk tsk, still don't believe it after I told you～Nevermind, seeing how pitiful you are, I'll be merciful and enlighten you”
Aimiya put on a somewhat contemptuous expression and lightly uttered the name of the move she had just used.
“『seraph sword』（Seraph's Counter Guard).”
“A miracle personally taught by Lord Seraph Gabriel, a counter-stream move that can withstand all attacks in the world. At the same time, it can convert the resisted power into part of the next attack and comes with the effect of ignoring all aura blessings. It's a divine skill that even Lady Archangel Mikaili praised!”
Aimiya looked quite smug, but this was understandable.
For a Two-winged angel to be able to use a move from that legendary Six-winged Archangel, whose strength was said to be comparable to Lucifer's in legends, if it were any other angel, their wings would probably be pointing to the sky by now.
『However, even with the personal guidance of that Seraph, Aimiya, who can learn such a miracle, is probably no ordinary angel. It seems I underestimated her before.』
Iphilia looked at the smug Aimiya and thought to herself.
However, what she still didn't understand was, since Aimiya was already so powerful, what was she still doing in the human world? It couldn't possibly be just to go to school, right?
She couldn't really be that idle, right?
“Gabriel's miracle… Damn it, I've lost this time! But next time, you won't be so lucky!”
The black-robed man looked like he was gritting his teeth, turned around, and prepared to slip away.
However, neither Iphilia nor Aimiya would definitely let him leave so easily. Iphilia waved her large hand, and Acheron, who had been waiting on standby for a long time, instantly leaped up and pinned the fleeing black-robed man to the ground with one paw.
“Hahaha! Don't think you can catch me! Remember this, old man! I will definitely be back—”
The black-robed man, pinned to the ground by Acheron, suddenly deflated like a punctured leather ball.
A large amount of foul-smelling black water gushed out from under his cloak.
Even Acheron, being a demonic beast, was disgusted by it and quite disdainfully retracted the paw that was stepping on the cloak.
“Escaped? Or a puppet!?”
Aimiya carefully hooked away the cloak covering the black water with her foot, revealing a layer of “skin” underneath that had shriveled like paper.
She frowned and said with some displeasure.
“Tsk, I feel like I've heard this guy's exit line somewhere before… It seems to be—a certain cartoon little gray wolf?”
Iphilia sat slumped on the ground, using her body to press on her injured parts to stop the bleeding as much as possible. Even at this time, she still had some leisure time to make such a small joke, which showed how big her heart was…
“Yo? Do demons also watch cartoons? Iphilia-classmate”
Aimiya turned around and slowly walked to Iphilia's side. Looking at Iphilia, who was limp on the ground and had lost her mobility, her face showed the same expression as last night—as if she had seen some fun toy.
“Right now, you probably can't do anything, can you?”
Aimiya extended her index finger and lightly lifted Iphilia's little face, smiling at her like a wicked little demon.
“Which means… you finally fell into my hands, right?”