Retirement from Hogwarts

"It seems that the so-called God is nothing more than that?" Jack, who held up his staff with both hands to support his spiritual barrier and was locked in a stalemate with Sullivan's slashing, said with a smile to Sullivan's old face, which was close at hand. .

"The blasphemers will be punished." Sullivan looked at Jack with a playful smile, and the words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"That requires the power of that god to pass the test. But I think you, a priest who has taken away his own god, are still a bit weak." Jack said here and winked at him provocatively.

"You...damn it!" With a roar that shook the ceiling of the church, Sullivan severely strengthened the divine power he outputted to the long sword.

"Hey, His Majesty the Pope, are you okay? Why don't you have any strength?" Jack felt the power coming from the other person's hand and the abnormal flush on his face, and his eyes couldn't help but be filled with sympathy. "Looking at how frail you are, I'm afraid you haven't had that for a long time, right?"

"Ah!!! Damn brat, let's see how much more slutty you can be." As Sullivan roared, a pair of luxurious purple wings appeared behind him.Then, outside the church, a purple ring replaced the rising sun, and countless luxurious purple energy began to visibly gather toward Sullivan.Countless gravels scattered in the field during the previous battle between the two began to float erratically in the air as the energy fluctuations became more intense at the intersection of the two swords and staffs after the expansion of Sullivan's domain.

"This is impossible! How did you, a brat who is not even a great mage, get such a huge magic output!" Sullivan looked at Jack who still looked relaxed and couldn't help but screamed in disbelief.

"Although I don't have it, your former master did. Have you forgotten your Shadow Angel?" Jack said as he released the staff in front of him and ended the performance of his efforts to output magic power.He winked at him as he stroked the angel sculpture that appeared at the top of the staff after Sullivan's Shadow Angel was sealed within it. "Magic is something that never favors opportunistic people."

"Damn it, you are actually a magic thief?!" After finding out that Jack had actually been using the divine power extracted from his former master by his Shadow Angel to deal with him, Sullivan couldn't help but feel like his beloved toy had been robbed. The child was as angry as a child. "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! The power of Dark Moon is mine and will always be mine!"

"Is it yours? Maybe it was before, but it will never be yours in the future, Sullivan!" As Jack's words fell, the roots of the World Tree followed Sullivan after making sufficient preparations. The divine power channel between Wan and the Dark Moon God pierced into Sullivan's magic pool in one go. "Do it, Hermione."

I don't know when Hermione used the cover of the invisibility cloak to sneak up behind Sullivan. Following Jack's words, she took off the invisibility cloak covering her body and accurately pierced the double-headed spiral gun in her hand into Sullivan's heart. .

"The god-killing spear..." As the god-killing spear penetrated, Sullivan, whose spiritual sea was messed up, completely lost control of the magic pool.The magic power in his magic pool that was stubbornly unwilling to be absorbed by the roots of the World Tree quickly lost the ability to resist, and was completely absorbed by the World Tree's staff.

Sucked it all up.

"A fake magic stick is imitating others in playing angel clones. You are probably the first mage who dares to mess around without even understanding the nature of gods." Jack watched as he was beaten into a mummy by the World Tree Staff. Sullivan couldn't help but shook his head.

"Why are those people outside suddenly silent?" Hermione, who was holding a Longinus gun, stared at the two doors of the church that had become quiet after Sullivan's death and couldn't help but become nervous. "Those Silver Knights aren't planning to use suicide attacks, are they?"

"Don't worry, this is a natural phenomenon when the Divine Power Network is restarted." Jack waved his hand to signal Hermione not to be too nervous, and then began to wave his wand to repair the church door and interior decoration. "In exchange for helping him eliminate the blasphemous priests in the divine power network, the Dark Moon God is willing to cooperate with us to help him move his followers out of this world, and give us some real history about this world."

"Is He really trustworthy?" She asked Jack with some worry.Obviously, Hermione, who had been tricked twice by Osrois, had lost her basic trust in strangers. "Isn't this so-called Dark Moon God also a member of the Demon King?"

"Don't worry, brother is not anyone's puppet." Just when Hermione was worried, a woman in white with a tulle and a dragon tail walked into the church door that was pushed open by her Silver Knight guards. While answering Hermione's questions in her innocent child-like voice, she walked towards them. "I am You Ersi Ka, the saint of the Church of the Dark Moon God. I am very happy to meet you, the brave men who saved my brother. I am here to lead you to the temple on the orders of the Shadow Sun."

"Are you the sister of the Dark Moon God? You don't seem to be any different from me?" Hermione couldn't help but become curious as she looked at the beautiful 'god girl' who was walking in front of her.

"We are not fundamentally different from you, Miss Hermione. The so-called gods are just another path chosen by those who know that they are not qualified to become Grand Arcanists." Youersika listened to Hermione's words. The question was followed by a soft explanation. "This way, you two, please."

After taking the two people to the castle on the top of the mountain on a huge spiral staircase that could move up and down, Youersika took them to a stop in front of the steps of the castle. "Welcome to my hometown, Anor Londo. Although the city is ruined, it is the last place for my family."

"Oh my god, how did you build this castle back then?" Hermione couldn't help but marveled as she looked at the white snow on the castle square and the sea of ​​clouds surrounding the castle. "This kind of building is simply an impossible miracle in this world."

"This city had been repaired for many years when I was born, but I heard from my brother before that this city was a memorial city built by my father and the dragon-slaying heroes to commemorate the end of the Age of Chaos." You'er Sika explained while leading them towards the palace.

"Welcome to you, the brave men who killed Sullivan. I am the God of the Dark Moon - Shadow Sun Gwendelin. I would like to express my most sincere gratitude to you." After passing through the foyer, he entered the palace. In the main hall, a thin figure who relied on the power of the throne to sit upright appeared in front of them.