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- Zesshi put on her helmet again and activated the power she was born with.
- By guiding that power into the weapon once held by a God, she could use the greatest power wielded by the God of Death, Surshana. And so-
- "[-The Goal of All Life is Death]."
- A clock manifested behind her immediately.
- This was one of her trump cards that she could only use when she wielded this great scythe.
- The skill that brought certain death.
- The skill which made one's death impossible to resist.
- The skill that hadn't been beaten even once.
- "Eh!?"
- The girl let out a voice of surprise. A display of emotion so honest that even Zesshi found it genuine.
- {-What? So she wasn't an undead? Well, I can very much understand her feelings. Anyone would assume that I was using some mysterious skill with unknown effects if they didn't know about this skill. But, you see. This clock behind me doesn't have any effect by itself. It's nothing more than a herald for the power that will be coming later. Really—it's too soon to be surprised yet.}
- Following that, Zesshi brought out the spells infused in the great scythe.
- And naturally, the one she selected was—
- "[Death]."
- She heard a click at the same time she activated the spell at the girl. The clock started to count the time.
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