Only after Izumi had departed did the true impact of his actions begin to spread through the world of Godslayers.
Japan had sunk.
An entire nation erased from the surface of the Earth.
Of the population, only a few thousand had survived by sheer coincidence.
Across the globe, shockwaves rippled through every country.
Countless people stared at satellite footage, watching in disbelief as what had once been Japan disappeared beneath the ocean.
No one could process it.
The two newly born Godslayers were far too terrifying.
Even veteran Godslayers were left speechless.
Those who had access to the recorded battle footage nearly went mad upon seeing it.
The entire Milky Way, transformed into a colossal magic formation.
What kind of sorcery could possibly involve an entire galaxy?
Was that really power a Godslayer could wield?
Are you sure this was still within the realm of Godslayers?
And worse—
That power had clearly been compressed.
If the Milky Way served as the spell's framework, how could the result be only this level of destruction?
This didn't add up.
And their instincts were right.
If Izumi had unleashed that Authority at full output, the Earth would have been annihilated in an instant.
The only reason it wasn't—
Was because he himself would have been caught in the blast.
Unless he activated it from deep space, there was no way to escape its true range.
The genuine effect of that Authority was simple and horrifying:
Dragging planets and smashing them into the target.
Just imagining it made one's blood run cold.
What had been used in Japan was nothing more than the surface of its power.
The entire occult world trembled.
Izumi was far too dangerous.
And it wasn't just those who knew the truth.
Even ordinary people were shaken to their core.
They didn't see gods or Godslayers.
They only saw a meteor storm obliterate a country.
A natural disaster of apocalyptic scale.
To them, it was nothing short of the end of the world.
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Elsewhere—
Erica Blandelli had just stepped off a plane when she read the message on her phone.
She froze.
"…What?"
Japan… sank?
What the hell was this?
She had only been gone for a short while.
Was this some kind of joke?
Staring at the screen, Erica's mind went blank.
He actually did it.
So that was why he told her to leave.
So that was why he didn't bring her along.
He hadn't gone to fight—
He had gone to erase a nation.
A shiver ran down her spine.
Izumi…
Was far too terrifying.
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Meanwhile, after leaving behind an unforgettable scar on the Godslayer world, Izumi and Kanon returned to their original universe.
The moment Izumi stepped into the villa's living room, several familiar faces were already present.
But the instant Kanase Kanon appeared—
Gabriel froze.
"…Kanon?"
Her mind went blank.
What was going on?
Why did she suddenly feel an instinctive sense of danger crawling up her spine?
Why did the Church's saintess feel like this?
Before Gabriel could process it, **Alucard—or rather, Agulola Florestina—**had already rushed forward and thrown herself into Izumi's arms.
"Hmph! You were gone for a whole month!"
Her voice brimmed with dissatisfaction.
She hadn't tasted Izumi's blood in an entire month.
That alone was unforgivable.
With a small growl, she bared her fangs and bit down on his arm.
Clink.
She couldn't even break his skin.
Worse—
She almost shattered her own teeth.
For a moment, Agulola looked like she was about to cry from sheer stupidity.
Izumi's mouth twitched.
"…You really never learn, do you?"
"Wait—one month?"
"You're joking, right?"
"Over there, only a few days passed."
Le fay nodded vigorously.
"That's right, Izumi-sama."
"You were gone for a whole month here."
"We even thought you ran off with Kanon and abandoned Megumi."
Her gaze turned suspicious.
A seasoned scumbag, indeed.
Katō Megumi stared at him silently, her expression heavy with resentment.
Izumi suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.
Gabriel finally snapped.
"Kanon!"
"What happened to you?!"
Kanon lowered her head awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, Lady Gabriel."
"I… failed your expectations."
She shot Izumi a slightly resentful look.
Ever since becoming a Godslayer, every time she saw Gabriel, she felt an uncontrollable urge to draw her blade.
What was she supposed to do about that?!
This constitution was way too cursed!
Gabriel, meanwhile, was completely lost.
"…Huh?"
The others also turned their attention to Kanon.
Ophis tilted her head, first looking at Izumi—her eyes growing brighter—then calmly observing Kanon.
"…Godslayer."
"She slew a god."
Silence fell.
Everyone stared at Kanon in disbelief.
The Church's saintess…
Became a Godslayer?
Kanon nodded timidly.
"Yes…"
"That's… what happened."
She looked like she was on the verge of tears.
Before Gabriel could ask more, the door opened again.
Michael, Azazel, and Sirzechs Lucifer stepped inside.
They had been in a meeting regarding the newly discovered world, but the aura emanating from here had been impossible to ignore.
The moment Michael laid eyes on Kanon—
And felt the instinctive hostility rising within himself—
His expression darkened instantly.
Sirzechs was equally shaken.
The aura radiating from Kanon felt eerily similar to Lucifer's.
As for Azazel—
His eyes sparkled.
He could clearly sense Fallen Angel power within her.
This girl…
Would make a perfect saintess for the Fallen Angels!
Just as he was about to speak—
Izumi casually dropped a bomb.
"Kanon and I went to another world."
"And we killed Lucifer there."
"And before dying, that Lucifer handed all of his power to Kanon."
The room froze.
"…Lu—Lucifer?"
"Go—Godslaying…?"
The leaders of all three factions were completely dumbfounded.
Azazel, however, burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Well done!"
"That Lucifer had great taste!"
"Girl, want to be my second-in-command?"
"I'll even hand over the Governor-General position to you in the future!"
He was ecstatic.
A Church saintess inheriting Lucifer's power?
No one would believe it even if you beat them to death.
Gabriel and Michael's faces turned green.
This was beyond humiliating.
They wanted to curse out loud.
Damn you, Lucifer—why did you have to corrupt our saintess?!
Kanon had been the most talented saintess in history.
And now?
Gone.
Completely gone.
Their moods couldn't possibly be worse.