Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 312: The Melancholic Witch

Souma and Shiji banged their weapons in the air, not only fighting through their swords using different magic.

It was hard to follow how they fought that was clear, the strength of the two was not within human logic.

"Hellfire's."

"Hell of the..."

Before Shiji cast his spell his hand flew in front of his face so that blood spurted from the neat cut, he swiftly took his hand before retreating.

"Just say Shiji, you're just a hero from the past, Souma is better than you. While you only saved one world he has saved many worlds."

Shiji reunited his hands before replying.

"Why are you so proud, you're definitely not her."

"This body is already mine in other words all of her accomplishments are for me."

"You are only a perverted god that Souma defeated but when you finally transferred your consciousness to him, nothing more and less."

"I can't deny it, but it was only in the past.That's thanks to the piling up of sadness and negative feelings from all over the world I was arguably reborn."

Souma smiled as he thrust his sword on the ground to be able to fuse his hands for a moment, simultaneously the 12 female statues with each of his eyes closed had surrounded Shiji's figure.

"I'll kill you so you can't be reincarnated."

Shiji flicked his finger and at the same time 12 giant gates fell from the sky smashing all over the statue to shreds strewn about.

"Tartarus Gate, I never thought you could create such a gate."

"I can create as much as I want."

Now one of the gates also overtook Souma until the ground below was smashed into pieces.

Not shaking Souma just held it with one hand and then shattered into pieces.

"Sadly, I haven't been serious since."

Shiji stomped his feet before darting forward, he raised the other sword in his hand before affirming it towards Souma.

Metal sparks clashed against each other in the air.

When Souma jumped backwards, under his feet an iron jaw had caught him.

"Iron Maiden."

"Not useful."

The sword that should not be used to cut through iron could be used by Souma well, after destroying Iron Maiden, he said, Souma slashed vertically making Shiji spew blood from his mouth before being hit by the Fire Bolt until he flew through five buildings behind him.

"This sword was made by the Goddess Amaterasu, not that it's so great."

Shiji tried to heal himself unfortunately it was not very useful for him, there was a kind of curse that made either magic or medicine work very slowly.

An absolute wound that could kill an immortal being? Shiji muttered before he laughed as he wiped the blood from his mouth until Souma tilted his head.

"Are you crazy?"

"I'm sorry, it's been a long time since I fought in earnest. It's quite fun."

Shiji removed the other sword and sheathed back his sword. He opened his sword quickly.

"Freedom of dimensions."

Srak.

Both of Souma's hands were cut into pieces.

"Huh? How could? Should be my god's eye?"

"I can slash anything I see, things like sight have no effect on me."

Souma looked up at the sky and he saw that a magic circle had been created there.

"Since when?"

"When we fight I've prepared that, now it's up to you."

"You?"

From the circle the falling rays hit Souma making the entire area explode fiercely leaving a giant crater 50 meters in diameter, despite being attacked by such a devastating attack. Souma was still alive lying staring at the sky.

"Since you fell into the darkness you've stopped growing stronger Souma, no, I should have said God of Orbit."

"Dam."

Shiji stepped on the body of Souma who lost both hands.

"If you kill me, Souma will also die."

"Not so either."

Shiji thrust his sword right into his stomach.

"Impossible? This sword."

"My sword only kills people I want to kill."

"DAMN YOU SHIJI, WHEN SOON I REALLY GET UP."

The light shot out from Souma's body and then disappeared afterwards.

Souma opened his eyes.

"You're awake."

"It seems I've done something troublesome."

"Obviously, but more than that can you heal your own hands, the real fight will start now."

Shiji averted his gaze and saw a woman in priest clothes walking while humming. She has melancholic eyes regardless of her beautiful appearance.

He also carried a rifle in his hand while twirling it as if it were a toy.

"Bonjour, that was just an interesting show. I've obviously got to kill you here before it gets troublesome."

"Witch Fram," murmured Souma thus.