《Maou Shoujo Magical Chaos》Chapter 143.3 - Still Not The Final Bossfight
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"Do I have to remind you that you lost half your mass already?" Matching him, I turn into my blonde appearance and cross my arms defiantly. Past Mataku, I spot Korenga rising from the crater she was pummeled into without a hint of damage. But I quickly return my gaze to him to hide the fact that the Black God is up again. If she could only rip off his head and reduce his mass by a lot at once, we could be done quickly.
"As Mithra here said, this isn't the time for us to fight." Anybody else saying it would have come across as attempting to get out of a losing battle. But why does the Primordial Terror sound as if he's in a stronger position? "You have somebody to rescue."
"Who do you mean?" I narrow my eyes and glare at him. Don't tell me he pulled an Alverost and used this world-ending situation as a distraction for another goal, such as kidnap Kamii or Hestia. Tokomaha is still carrying the moon on her shoulders, and Aurelia is right here with me, so I don't know who else he could refer to.
"Maybe that person isn't too important to you, but she can change the course of fate." With a nonchalant glance past me, he leaves me hanging with this cryptic statement. Then he turns on the spot and extends his arm to catch Korenga by the throat just as she charges at him. The surface of his hand recoils from her, but he keeps his hold through sheer willpower. "You were a most useful case study. But I found a better alternative, so you are no longer needed."
At those words, my eyes widen as I suspect that he's going to take away her powers. But instead, he easily lifts her off her feet and tosses her up into the sky at such a velocity that she's already a tiny speck against Tokomaha's tan skin when I look up. Don't tell me that's who I'm supposed to save? I don't doubt for a moment that Korenga can survive falling from orbit.
"What do you mean by case study?" I can already guess that he's talking about her properties that make her inedible to our kind. He somehow applied that to the starving artificial Crawling Chaos that I found in the cellar of Kairaki palace. But what even was be the point in doing that? He made her his own natural enemy.
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"In time, you will learn." Mithra answers for Mataku as if trying to prevent him from disclosing anything else. Then he turns to Flann, wordlessly staring at her for a moment as if wanting to say something. His silence tells me that he either can't find the words or has reconsidered, as he then turns back to me. "The solar winds heading for Earth are of greater concern. Until then, your battle will have to wait."
This time, before I can react, Mithra and Mataku both disappear in a vortex. The tension from the situation was already gone, so I didn't feel the need to try and stop them. For now, I need to catch Korenga so that she doesn't fall into the ocean or something.
I glance at Aurelia, who looks dissatisfied with this conclusion. The silver lining is that we saved Earth, and Chaos-Juzual is now gone as well. Now, the only Old Humans standing against me are Shelnir and Areteniha. But Mataku is still a danger to this world, and we should have dealt with him when we had the chance.
With a nod at the golden girl to stay put, I fly up into the air and use Hestia's eye template to locate the falling Black God. But I notice that her trajectory is changing, slowly bending toward Tokomaha's exposed backside rather than falling straight at the blue planet below. Her body has a gravity field of its own and, I realize that where her feet are firmly planted on northern Ceogath, the atmosphere seems to be swirling about her.
Quickly catching up to Korenga, I extend a hand to catch her, only for her to grab my wrist with crushing strength and pull me in. It seems she has entered her berserker mode, in which she can't tell friend from foe anymore. She's going to try to bear-hug me as she did with Mataku before.
But I separate myself into two pieces before she can do so. It's the return of one consciousness inhabiting two bodies at once! My lower half takes Korenga's legs while the upper half grabs hold of both her hands. With a perfectly coordinated swing, I toss her back at the moon, aiming at the golden spot that Aurelia created. I'll let her keep her in check while I work on something more important.
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Merging back into one body and flying around Tokomaha's back, under her armpit, and toward her front, I look up to find her face showing a strained expression. She seems to have a hard time carrying the moon's weight as it's still being pulled toward Earth by gravity.
"You can push back now." I call out to her as loudly as I can, causing the leaf-haired goddess to blink in surprise. Only at her size, a blink seems to take several seconds to complete. She's used to communicating through Senka at this point, so she doesn't try to look around.
Still, her expression shows irritation, as if wanting to say that she would have done so long ago if she could. She's still much smaller than the moon and doesn't seem to be able to grow further. The fact that she can even carry it in the first place is an incredible feat. I wish I could help her, but I can't even begin to imagine how to move this celestial body with my mind alone.
But then an idea comes to me, and I prepare myself with a few deep breaths of vacuum. Making the physical motion is just for show.
"[Let's have lots of sex after this is over!]" I give her an incentive to do her best, causing Tokomaha to blush from ear to ear. Her grip nearly slips, but she catches herself at the last moment and turns her head slightly as if searching for me. Then she gives up and grinds her teeth before pushing with newfound vigor while still looking embarrassed. I almost doomed the world with that one, but it seems to be working as intended. "[You can do it.]"
This time, I speak quietly, more to myself than to the little goddess turned titan. But I can see in her gaze that she heard it as her lips curl up into a smile. Gone is the blush, as she focuses her body and mind on this monumental task.
With a silent roar, Tokomaha straightens her legs, back, and then her arms. Ceogath, the continent the Dominion is located on, cracks under her feet. The web extending around her are visible even from space, and my eyes nearly pop out when I think about just how big of an area that affected. But finally, the moon moves and soon leaves the hands of the giant goddess.
I watch as it drifts away from Earth for a while before realizing that without anybody stopping it, it's going to leave Earth's gravity well. One can't judge the speed of things in space because reference points are few and far between, so it's hard to tell how fast the moon is moving now. In either case, Senka said that it would be bad if the moon were gone, as it affects many things like tides and gravity.
Looking to the side, I see that the sun seems brighter than before. That must be because of the solar winds heading here, which will most likely take a few more days to reach us.
It's just one thing after another.
"[Good job, Tokomaha.]" I'd love to pet her leaf hair, but she's just too big for that right now. I'll give her lots of love later when we're all back in the palace of Arkaim. "[Stay where we last parted. I'll come to get you soon.]"
With these words, I fly to the moon once again to pick up Aurelia and Korenga before having Flann teleport us back home. We'll have to solve the moon problem with Senka's help once again.
As I approach the golden lake, I find Korenga encased in a sphere of gold with only her head sticking out. She must have given trouble to Aurelia, so she did that to make her stop. Binding her like that does seem to be an excellent way to end her rampage without having to knock her out, but only the golden queen can do that.
"It's done." I sigh even though no air escapes my mouth since I have no lungs in this form. Looking up, I see Tokomaha shrinking toward the surface of Earth, the planet we all saved together. "Let's go home."
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