Chapter 140: Ghost

[3rd POV]

"... right here on the city border, this canyon remains as evidence of the battle between those who stand above humans. The terrifying sounds of the fight, like thunder, echoed through the city. There are video recordings from around the world showing the well-known Superman and Supergirl fighting someone who is likely... an alien."

The Gotham news anchor finished her report, and the channel began showing various footage captured by people around the world.

In China, there were recordings of the flight and battle as well as the destroyed section of the Great Wall of China and a hole in the ground.

Then there were videos from Dubai, showing the heroes saving people from terrorists, followed by the arrival of a three-meter-tall monster and the next fight.

A tourist in Pakistan had captured the commotion, and the sky seemed to bleed with crimson where laser beams could be seen.

The clouds were blown away, and the thunderous noises made people tremble.

The public was again reminded of the events in Metropolis when an alien ship arrived.

Superman became known as the "Son of El," as one they had called him.

The footage of the battle in Metropolis was still fresh in the hearts of ordinary citizens, and how the government was trying to hold Superman accountable.

Yet, all the video evidence showed that he was doing everything he could to protect people.

"When gods fight, mortals suffer."

Bruce Wayne remarked darkly while sitting in front of a massive monitor in his cave and intently staring at something only he could see.

"Master Bruce, perhaps you should rest?"

Alfred asked, standing beside him.

"I'll rest when I'm dead."

He said and exhaled.

"You're right... sorry."

"There's no need, sir. I can understand you. I am overwhelmed by the capabilities that are displayed too. It's frightening to imagine if such beings began to sow chaos... it's good that we have Superman and the others, and even our well-known benefactor."

"Gods don't care about mere mortals. Mortals must take care of themselves..."

Bruce replied.

"Master Dick is waiting for you upstairs."

Alfred reported.

There was no response.

"You haven't come to terms with what happened, and that's why you're tormenting yourself now."

Alfred placed a hand on Bruce's shoulder, and he finally looked up at him.

"This isn't your fault. We all knew what we were getting into, and no one regretted it. What happened has only made Dick train harder and made me realize how... how much you both mean to me."

Bruce Wayne sighed while leaning back in his chair, and his eyes were still fixed on the monitor.

The footage of the recent battle played on a loop, a constant reminder of the danger and the stakes involved.

"You're right, Alfred."

Bruce finally admitted, his voice softer.

"But we can't afford to be afraid, and if they have more like him, more "Ghosts," we need to be prepared. We need to find out who else the government might have hidden away and what their next move will be."

"Agreed, sir. But even Batman needs to rest. Take a moment and speak with Master Dick. You'll need his perspective on this as well."

Alfred suggested gently.

"Fine,"

Bruce conceded, standing up.

"But just for a moment."

Bruce couldn't get rid of the feeling of unease that got into his chest as he came out of the Batcave.

The appearance of the Ghost was a stark reminder that even their most trusted institutions could harbor unknown threats.

The world needed its heroes to be alert, united, and ready for anything that might happen next more than ever.

"Alfred... I could have lost you because of my lack of agility. But I won't let that happen again..."

"You've become harsher with criminals. Is it because of his words?"

"... he's neither our enemy nor Superman or Supergirl, but I want to be prepared for encounters with such enemies. This incident proved they can appear unexpectedly. Fortunately, they spoke in English, and I understood what they were saying from some quality recordings... how does the government have such a being?"

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[Anthony's POV]

"Damn it, Biblical! Just die already! Die! Wither! Without your spear, you can't do anything?!"

The hundred-meter, three-headed dragon yelled while glaring with hatred at the small figure in front of him.

"Thank your creator for this... Angra Mainyu, I know you're somewhere nearby."

I looked around.

At that moment, Azi-Dahaka roared, and the space around me tried to warp... but the reality around me seemed firmer while preventing it.

Then, various spells capable of wiping out Japan in a second rained down on me.

Azi is considered one of the Evil Dragons and was recently resurrected... all dragons were marked in the Heavenly System that is how I managed to track him down.

He was resurrected by his creator Angra Mainyu, the evil god of Persian mythology.

He's somewhere here since I teleported in Australia from the Underworld into the space between worlds.

"You'll pay for this! Just take it and die! Why won't you just die?! I just came back to life!"

Azi screamed while masterfully wielding magic and creating tens of thousands of spells per second.

He tried to stop time around me, warp the space, teleport me under a powerful spell, and even seal me.

He's a formidable opponent considering his extensive knowledge and abilities... if I weren't tenfold stronger and couldn't physically manipulate the reality around me.

"Take this!"

I threw a spear at him, and he tried to stop with hundreds of barriers that appeared instantly, but the spear pierced through them all and embedded itself in his body causing him to roar in pain.

"I don't want it! Take it back!"

He disintegrated into sparks, and ten of his copies appeared, simultaneously using an ultimate attack...

He broke through the barrier and flew into the inter-world space, but it restored itself afterward.

I simply distorted reality again while standing still... a very convenient ability even if it has limits.

"Do you want to fly?"

He suddenly rose into the air and began to transform into a cage but he created a huge magic seal that wiped out all the surroundings within a kilometer radius.

"I don't..."

One of his dragon's heads exploded into bloody fragments from my blow.

After that, he tried to cast me with an illusion, but a spear flew through his back and into my hand.

I didn't hold back Samael's poison this time, and he fell immediately.

"Bastard... your mother... dogshit..."

He wheezed before expiring.

"You shouldn't have made plans for my girl."

I said and sealed his soul in a medallion and his body in a dimensional ring.

"Alright, if you don't want to do it the easy way..."

The entire area trembled from the aura I released, and I felt someone trying to breach the barrier on the other end.

"There you are."

I appeared in that place and saw him trying to escape...

"..."

Angra Mainyu fell silent, but his presence became comprehensive, and Darkness attacked me... into which I also cloaked myself.

I then punched him, breaking through one hundred and fifty-six barriers and destroying two-thirds of the landmass.

"You're not him..."

Angra suddenly spoke while preparing to go all out.

"I'm new here... and people like you restrain me in this world."

The spear activated, and armor appeared on me greatly enhancing my abilities.

I charged forward at him who planned to kill all beings with Longinus in this state.

I wasn't going to underestimate him, and I could feel his strength, which was formidable.

My first spear strike hit him in the abdomen... not killing him but creating a fist-sized hole.

Angra's durability was too good, but I didn't stop there and didn't allow him to teleport away.

The reality collapsed on him and didn't allow him to move.

I took advantage of that while plunging my sword into his head to slash it off from his neck.

The final blow shattered the barrier, and the remaining piece of land fell into the Underworld.

"Well, I like that even gods try to run away from me now."

I admitted while placing him in a medallion.

Angra's soul is quite capable of restoring the body.

"How was the dragon hunt?"

Michael descended next to me.

"It was dangerous! I'll be upset if anything happens."

Gabriel said, pouting cutely.

They decided to accompany me when they found out I went to hunt the Evil Dragon... and now Michael was looking at me even more intently, and... if he were human, I would say he worshiped me.

"I handled it, Gabi, so don't worry. The Evil Dragon's and that little god's souls are mine now."

I patted her.

"Now, let's get out of here before those curious about the disappearance of a piece of the Underworld appear."

I teleported all of us to Heaven.

"I have ideas on how to use the souls of these villains..."

"Brother, so it really is him, right?"

Gabriel asked with a pure and innocent smile.

"I believe so. Like our brothers Uriel and Raphael..."

"Yes, his dislike for dragons is quite noticeable... although he tamed those two."

Gabriel smiled sweetly.

...

I can create many interesting things with the soul of divine beings and I have idea to create an artifact... the Sacred Gear but my own version.

I've already created one—Rhongomyniad, but I'll be starting from scratch this time.

I began with Azi's soul, as it was incredibly powerful and magically gifted.

It seemed like a perfect fit for Hermione as a Sacred Gear that could elevate her power.

I immediately used Nth metal to create the Sacred Gear.

Azis's soul couldn't even resist me due to my strength and the poison of Samael's spear.

The forging process of the Sacred Gear on the Seventh Heaven went very smoothly under the temperature of a star's core.

Ultimately, I crafted a staff that could change at the owner's will.

It could instantly start exchanging energy with the owner's soul and enhance magical potential and talent.

I used Angra's soul to create a Sacred Gearfor Winter that suited her best.

Angra Mainyu was far from a benevolent god, but he had Light magic experience.

However, Angra's greatest strength lay in elemental magic and barrier creation, which aligned well with Winter's Manifestation.

Finally, there was Erin, and I decided to acquire an existing Sacred Gear—the Holy Flame.

It belonged to a person who belonged to a group of wandering magicians...

After assessing the owner's sins without remorse, I took it and improved it myself.

This Sacred Gear took the form of a Holy Cross where Jesus was crucified and could generate powerful sacred purple flames... exactly matching the color of Erin's eyes.

I had to make a few adjustments to its "willfulness," as it could choose its own master.

For Shinoa, I used Divine Dividing... yes, I made a deal with Azazel.

Azazel agreed because Vali's betrayal could have caused damage.

He was also very interested in how I could get the Sacred Gear out of him without killing him.

Initially, Albion was against it... but then he saw my chibi-dragon who was curious about how to fit into the Sacred Gear.

That was too much for him, and he agreed to the same deal as the Red Emperor of Dragons.

 In other words, I offer them a body, but I take ninety-five percent of their strength to leave it in the Sacred Gear.

The Boosted Gear will go to Rias because it suits her the most.

It sounds simple only in words, but separating their power from their Souls was difficult...

I managed to separate them, and now two Dragons have been reborn in the world but greatly weakened.

I was able to restore their bodies through alchemy and also used some Ninth Metal.

However, they still remained dragons and could regain their strength through training, like Crom Cruach... who had already reached their level of strength.

A sense of rivalry ignited in their eyes towards the new power when learning this.

Albion and Ddraig once again began to taunt each other while trying to determine who was stronger... but now they possessed the power of at most a Mid-Class Devil and were the size of cats, but that was due to my magic.

I granted them the ability to change their size at will and gave them a blessing of my own...

They are dragons with divine blessings that will help them gain strength even faster.

Their actual size is somewhere around that of a cow.

I knew these two loved this kind of play and ignored the destruction.

The deal also included that they must not kill innocent civilians and simply innocent people.

 I also promised to take them to places where there would be many battles so they could quickly gain strength.

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