Chapter 1309: Return to the Rakudai World
After traveling through various surface worlds of the Konosuba World for over half a year, Eiji finally noticed the dimensional gate activating one day.
However, the name that lit up was that of the Rakudai World.
What could he say? Time to go home and rest!
But upon returning, he found the international situation seemed rather turbulent.
A group of troublemaking terrorists with nothing better to do had attacked Stella's homeland, the small Nordic country of Famillion Kingdom.
They sought neither profit nor wealth—only destruction and pleasure.
These purely malicious terrorists, five in total, had launched attacks within Famillion Kingdom that drew attention from both the Alliance and the Union.
Coincidentally, Kurogane Ikki and Stella happened to be visiting family at the time and became involved in confronting the terrorists.
Eventually, through various efforts and mediation, the conflict transformed into a 5v5 representative battle of Blazers.
Eiji returned to the Rakudai World precisely at this moment.
"You're saying the Alliance wants me to provide support?"
"Correct. Famillion Kingdom can't even produce a single B-rank Blazer. Even with Kurogane Ikki and Stella, the 5v5 situation remains overwhelmingly unfavorable. So Famillion Kingdom sought help from the Alliance, and the Alliance immediately contacted you."
Saikyo Nene waved her phone.
"They probably want to showcase the Sword God's power to boost the Alliance's prestige."
Since the Alliance couldn't reach Eiji directly, they'd made numerous calls to her phone.
"By the way, I'll be providing support too."
"Since it's Stella's homeland in trouble, we should help out."
Eiji agreed without hesitation.
As for the Alliance's intentions, he'd personally discuss them with White Beard later—he was sure White Beard would be happy to listen to others' opinions!
"Come forth! Seventh Beast, Kiffa Ater (Yasha's Black Sword)!"
Thus, Eiji unleashed his ultimate move.
The pitch-black three-vajra sword plummeted from thousands of meters high, accelerating wildly with gravity. The tremendous impact instantly shattered the ground for dozens of kilometers, sending destructive waves in all directions that obliterated buildings, roads, and vehicles!
The finals venue was the capital of Famillion Kingdom's neighboring country, which had been completely controlled by the five terrorists.
Before the representative battle began, all residents had been evacuated by the Alliance.
Therefore, without even meeting the terrorists face-to-face, Eiji opened with his ultimate move, utterly destroying the entire neighboring capital!
Kurogane Ikki, Stella, Saikyo Nene, and even the Alliance's reinforcement—France's strongest "Black Knight"—stood frozen in shock.
When did this guy learn such a skill?
Could it be another case of the all-purpose "true Blazer ability hasn't awakened yet"?
"In-incredible! Everyone look carefully! With just one strike from the Sword God, the entire capital of Quidoran Kingdom has become ruins! What terrifying destructive power—even more frightening than Yashajin's forbidden technique, Tyrant Star!"
High above, after stabilizing their helicopter, the commentator screamed hysterically.
This representative battle was being broadcast live to the entire world.
"Hey, one of the five terrorists is actually a controlled prince from a neighboring country—the man who's about to become my brother-in-law!"
On the ground, Stella jolted and quickly rushed forward, shouting.
Among these five terrorists, the leader was reportedly a scumbag called the "Puppet King"—the true identity of Reisen Hiraga—a puppeteer at the demon level. With the right methods, he could supposedly control millions of people worldwide in one go!
This scumbag had secretly controlled countless global political figures. If exposed, the international situation would face massive upheaval.
Deploying Eiji, the newly ascended Sword God, was likely the Alliance's attempt to eliminate the Puppet King here if possible.
"Neighboring prince? You mean that one?"
Eiji pointed to an empty space in the distance.
Someone had breached the ruined capital and was confronting a young man riding a golden warhorse.
It was a beauty who bore some resemblance to Stella, looking no older than twenty.
The young man opposite was one of the five terrorists—the neighboring prince controlled by the Puppet King. His Noble Artifact was a flying warhorse and lance, allowing him to evade the bombardment of Yami no Ken.
Unlike the three-hundred-meter giant who was instantly reduced to mincemeat, completely dead.
The remaining three had just crawled out of the rubble.
One was a shota, with countless magical threads extending from his body—apparently the Puppet King himself.
Another was a sloppily dressed middle-aged man, supposedly the world's strongest mercenary.
The last was a woman controlling plants and toxins, who looked like a seductive troublemaker.
Eiji didn't bother remembering the names of small fries, so he didn't know what they were called.
But in reality, these three were no ordinary individuals.
At the very least, the shota and the middle-aged man were clearly both demons!
"Wow, moved by love?"
Eiji ignored the trio opposite and watched with great interest as Stella's sister faced the neighboring prince.
The controlled prince appeared emotionally detached, but his face was full of struggle when attacking.
The sister was earnestly trying to persuade him with words.
The prince raised his knight's lance but hesitated to strike.
The sister deliberately threw herself onto the lance, blood flowing like a river.
The prince was instantly shocked, breaking through the Puppet King's control in that moment, holding his sister and weeping bitterly.
"I remember you mentioned earlier that after being controlled, that prince was forced to kill his parents, former companions, and many citizens?"
Eiji narrowed his eyes.
"That's correct, though it wasn't a scene he wished to see..."
Kurogane Ikki hesitated slightly.
"I don't mean to look down on him."
Though Eiji said this, his face showed clear disgust.
"But think about it—he killed his own parents, yet can't bear to see his lover die before him... Quite the filial piety, hahaha!"
Uh.
The group exchanged glances, unsure how to respond.
In the setting, both Flemish and this neighboring country were known for their peace-loving nature, with leaders who could be considered wise rulers, without conflicts between monarchs and subjects or fathers and sons.
"You bastards—!"
While speaking, the middle-aged man who had crawled out of the dirt in the distance flew into a rage and prepared to attack immediately.
"Shut up, Alnasl Minium (Twin Horns of Crimson)!"
A two-horned horse draped entirely in solar flames dove forth, its crimson shockwaves transforming into chaotic pillars of light that swept across the land, shooting fiercely toward the trio!
The three were struck head-on by the massive shockwave.
The burly man instantly shattered into sand, while the young boy swiftly wrapped himself with countless spiritual threads.
The seductive minx fared slightly worse—as a plant manipulator, she stood no chance against the shockwaves. In her panic, she was crushed into fine dust.