Holy Right : A Multiverse Occultist

"Hah! Boy, already at your limit? Then savour the taste the defeat from this old man!"

In front of what is one of the Tokyo's largest park, Marquis Voban, who has turned into a Werewolf, taunted as he confronted with Roy.

This is the famous Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden in Tokyo. Roy and Marquis Voban fight started in Chiyoda Ward and in the process, they fought till they reached Shinjuku Gyoen.

"Ha, surely I am at my limit, but finding sucess in failure is in my bloodline. Like the 'fool' use to say– 'I slept with faith of victory and found a corpse of failure in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin of hope in the morning'."

Roy's body was covered with scars and ruptures, his clothes were torn and shredded in several places, and the skin was stained with blood which flowed down, staining his clothes red; but his voice was still vigorous and jaunty. 

For a Campione, this kind of injury may seem terrifying from outside, but at best it can only be regarded as a skin trauma. It's his <Prince of Blazing Light>'s duration that has come to a limit. 

The flame-like holy white wings behind him evaporated. The angel like halo on his head also waned out, and Roy's Archangel Physiology restored back to the Human Physiology.

It can be said that Roy has lost his strongest mobility, his physique no longer powerful enough to fight with Marquis in the Werewolf form. 

"Hah! Boy, even in this situation you tongue is so sharp. But, you were able to push this old man into a corner. As a newcomer, you have done a remarkable deed, but although your authorities are powerful, they have too many restrictions. As long as someone knows how to restrain your rules, he can win easily by finding the 'loopholes'."

Although the Marquis Voban is cunning, ruthless and bloodthirsty; but he also has the arrogance of the Oldest Campione.

However, Roy was able to fight with him, the oldest devil king equally, in his view this is worthy of his praise.

"Win easily? Marquis, you are still as foolish as ever. Moreover, in the eyes of others, you are injured more grievously than me."

Roy assumed a mocking smile and continued to provoke. 

His <Advent of Heavenly Host> and <Prince of Blazing Light> are already on cooldown. 

Without the Archangel Physiology, the power of <Jacob's Limbs> has even lesser effect on Marquis Voban in the Werewolf form. 

<Miraculous Spring of Life> is not an offensive power, plus it is his hole card that he wants to keep hidden, this power will only be used when he has no other choice. 

So the <Sin of Sodom> is the only divine authority left, but both he and Marquis knows that he will not use it. 

<Sin of Sodom> is AOE skill that attacks without discrimination, everyone within the range will bear the attack.

He is not worried about the common peoples, though he is not a bloodthirsty demon who disregard other's life, he has never been a hero who endangers his own life for the sake of others. 

Like the 'Fool' said– "If you are 'walking in darkness', do not make the 'sun' rise by self sacrifice; but wait in confidence for the dawn, and enjoy the pleasures of the night meanwhile."

But, Roy cannot use this power, because both his knights plus the Hime-Mikos and witches he needs are in Tokyo, they will surely not able to resist the power of his divine authority. 

So, except for Roy's final ultimate power, on the surface, he is indeed at the end of the crossbow and has lost the possibility of competing with Marquis Voban and securing the victory. 

"Boy, you still have the strength to blabber when you are about to die. You are more courageous than I thought..."

Under Roy's unbearable fierce attack, Marquis Voban was almost beaten like a sandbag, only occasionally he was able to replace his injuries with desperate methods, causing Roy to suffer some skin injuries.

Marquis Voban has never faced such a miserable situation since he became a Campione, so he can't let this boy live to become a time bomb hanging around his neck. 

If Roy still had his Archangel Physiology for five more minutes, together with the <Jacob's Limbs>, he would definitely be able to destroy Marquis's body. 

But the limitations and conditions are the weakness of Roy's <Holy Right>, which he desperately wants to make up.

"Boy, your magical energy should already be close to the bottom, I want to see how many more punches you can throw, before I chew you up."

Marquis Voban scrutinized Roy with his wolf-like green pupils and jeered in a bloodthirsty tone.

"How many more punches can I throw? Why don't you come and try out dog-headed Marquis?"

Roy raised his brows, his tone was still fearless and arrogant.

"It was my carelessness that I was completely unprepared and suddenly attacked by you before. Your power is really weird and tricky. I can't guarantee that you are still not hiding some ultimate tricks."

"You can laugh at this old man as much as you want. I dare not get close to you, but your ridicule needs your life to pay the price."

Marquis Vorban squinted his green eyes, cautiously looking for any sudden moves with his wolf like cunning eyes. 

"I won't laugh at your caution, Marquis. But, if you hesitate, you will lose!"

Roy said, his grin was even more arrogant.

"This old body has reached its limit. But my 'soul' can continue to fight. It was you who forced me like this, kid, don't regret it. Behold the power of the Oldest Campione. Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Marquis Voban let out a wolfish laughter, suddenly his laughter stiffled, his ten meter tall body fell to the ground, raising the dust on the ground; his body was stiff cold as if he had died, losing his lifeforce.

Out of nowhere, before the 'corpse' of the Marquis Voban fell, a thunderous loud roar of a dragon sounded from all directions.

"Open, Gate Of Underworld! Queen Of Underworld, The Elder Sister Of Mother Earth, Descending To The Territory Of The Fearsome Ereshkigal! The Dragon Of Underworld Has Come To Reap The Souls, Leaving Nothing In It's Wake–"

The soul of Marquis broke through the shackles of the body, and transformed into a black scaled dragon of about 50 meters in length.  

The same emerald green, wolf like eyes were tyrannical, and the momentum coming from the huge draconic body was ferocious and bloodthirsty, just like a huge war machine.

"– Because Now Is The Time I Surpass Death."

The black dragon roared at the sky, the sky seem to trembling and the earth seem to be rumbling. 

"<Otherland's Dragon>..."

Roy whispered upon seeing the fiendish black dragon. 

This Authority is exactly the Marquis's ultimate move when faced with a life and death crisis. 

The Authority was obtained from Marquis on slaying the Mesopotamian Mother Earth Goddess, Inanna. It grants him the ability to transform his soul into a giant jet-black dragon that is standing in front of Roy. 

Voban in his dragon body is halfway indestructible. Even if the dragon body has been destroyed, he can return like a ghost. 

This authority is also capable of performing a resurrection by creating a new body for Voban to enter as long as his soul is still alive. 

Moreover it also helpful in escaping from mortal situations, as this authority follows Innana's legend of traversing into Ereshkigal's realm of death. 

If Voban desires it, he can serve his life and traverse to the Netherworld via the land of the dead to hide from his adversaries. 

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The black dragon of the underworld laughed wildly. To him it seems that the winner was already decided. 

Roy chuckled lightly: "It's true that I am powerless, but I am not a person who leaves his life or death in the hands of others."

"The Holy Tree Of Life! Bless On Thy Guardian!"

The 'Status Revival' of the <Miraculous Spring of Life> invoked!

His injuries vanished, and the exhausted magical energy and stamina restored to the full. 

"Come on, Marquis, I can continue to fight!"

Roy stood up straight and looked straight at the huge jet black dragon in front of him.

"Hah! The last roar of the defeated! This fearlessness is worthy of praise, but it worth's nothing. Your life ends here!"

The black dragon of the underworld opened its huge bony mouth, and the abyssal dragon's breath spewed out, burning the ground under it's feet into the coke of death.

"Thelema Is A Religion Of Joy And Beauty. Humor Is Our Armor And Laughter Our Weapon. No Longer Do We Look Upon Solemnity And Self-Effacement As Synonymous With Spirituality."

"Thelema Is A Law Of Liberty That Holds The Keys To Unlock The Innate Potential Of Every Individual, To Release Ourselves From The Burden Of Sorrow And Fear, And To Allow Ourselves To Be Ourselves And Rejoice Therein."

"As It Says In The Book Of The Law, "remember All Ye That Existence Is Pure Joy." With This Knowledge, We Can Consciously And Willfully Engage In That Ultimate Sacrament We Know As Existence."

"I, Roy Crowley Therefore Say With The Foolish Beast Of Apocalypse, "Look, Brother, We Are Free! Rejoice With Me, Sister, There Is No Law Beyond Do What Thou Wilt!"

Roy chanted a defense spell from The Book of The Law as he made a finger gun gesture and 'fired' at Marquis Voban–

<Debacle of Babel>!

The surface of his body was shielded by the Quasi-Angelic spell but clearly the dragon breath was weakening it's effect. 

At the same time, the power of the God's punishment also rushed into Marquis Voban's body. However, the current Marquis Voban is the Dragon of the Underworld.  

As an authority related to 'dragons and snakes', a dragon body unquestionably has strong immortality of the Earth Goddess. 

Moreover, Marquis Voban's immortality is a combination of being a 'undead dragon' and the vitality of Earth Mother Goddess. 

This power of the rule of immortality offsetts the power of 'anti-rule', but it was not totally useless. 

"It hurts, it hurts! This curse has the power to dissipate my soul, and it deserves to be God's punishment on the Mankind."

The black dragon exclaimed in pain, the myth of the Tower of Babel is very famous. How could Marquis Voban fail to see the origin of Roy's trick.

"Marquis, is this power your strongest power, so–"

A triumphant smile appeared on Roy's face.

"...The last piece of the puzzle has been placed and the puzzle completed. It is time for some magick!"

"The Holy Father! The Holy Son! The Holy Spirit! The Three In One! The One In Three! Co-equal And Co-eternal, One In Essence, Nature, Power, Action, And Will!"

"So, I Question Out Loud– Quis ut Deus? Who Is Like God?"

"I Am!"

Roy shouted. As his voice fell, golden holy brilliance suddenly stretched out from his right shoulder and turned into a huge mosaic-like twisted, golden hand! 

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