The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 585

The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~

Chapter 585   Evil God Subjugation Battle: Lancia and Rieta’s Special Moves

“Penetrating Arrow,” “Meteor,” “Shooting,” “Sniping,” “Rapid Fire,” “Downpour,” “Sure Shot,” “Demon-Breaking Arrow,” and then “Assassination” — ‘Starfall.'”

Lancia, with her bow drawn, rapidly recited the names of her skills. Whether it was because they were akin to shooting down stars in the sky or because they resembled falling meteors.

While Lancia had unleashed a powerful skill at the beginning of this battle, it was nothing compared to this technique.

In Lancia’s hands, the arrows gleamed with light. Once released, they traced a line in the air. However, as they advanced towards the evil god, the lines diverged like threads coming undone, splitting into countless strands.

Yet, even though they diverged, each line remained the same size. They resembled countless streaks of light, much like a meteor shower. A large mutant creature intruded into the trajectory of one of the beams, but upon being struck by a single beam of light, its body burst apart, dead.

All it took was one line. And there were countless of them flying, and moreover, they were unleashed a total of four times.

All of them headed towards the evil god and landed.

The body of the evil god was riddled with holes of various sizes.

However, as if to say that the attack meant nothing, the body of the evil god began to repair itself.

All that attack had been rendered meaningless. It would be a despairing sight under normal circumstances.

But however, that was within expectations. The opponent is the evil god. A being referred to as a ‘god,’ after all. It’s natural that it can heal wounds.

So that’s fine.

What just happened was just to assess the situation. To see if the attacks were effective. To stop the evil god’s movements.

As Lancia released her arrow and collapsed from exhaustion, I heard a voice from Mother.

“Arise, O earth; show my will here; crush those who oppose me; this is a prayer; the mercy of the earth, protecting all; yet, prayers do not reach the world; their mercy is obstructed by malice; therefore, O great earth that protects all life, manifest before me — Summon Spirit: Anki.”

The incantation I heard was a nine-verse one, meaning it was a summoning of a spirit. However, this was the result of my intervention.

Instead of summoning a spirit to borrow its power, it’s stronger to possess the spirit’s power directly.

However, as a consequence, the lifespan of the caster would be depleted. Surely Mother would go to such lengths for us to win safely. That’s why I stopped her on the Ninth Tier. Even so, by pouring in the remaining skill uses and magic power, we should be able to unleash power comparable to the Tenth rank.

“Oh my, it’s been a while. This time… seems like quite a big battle.”

Appearing was a woman who spoke in a somewhat sluggish and drawn-out manner.

From her voice and demeanor, she didn’t seem strong, but the power constituting her being was so powerful that even I, who wasn’t a mage, could easily sense it.

However, perhaps because the quality of that power resembled Flora’s, there was a strange lack of fear. Maybe it’s because she’s a spirit.

Seeing a spirit for the first time—excluding Flora, of course—ignited a bit of curiosity in me, but I couldn’t linger here forever. I prepared to head towards the evil god.

When I say “prepared,” it’s not like I did anything significant. In fact, it’s already done. What did I do, you ask? Well… yeah. I just… yeah. I just stood on the Demon King’s back.

I mean, what else could I do? I wanted to run normally too. But with Father, the Hero, and the enhanced gatekeepers charging in, with Granny’s reinforcement, there’s no non-combatant among them. That means if I sprinted at full speed, I’d be left behind. That’s unacceptable, so this was the compromise. Well, it’s still better than the initial idea of piggybacking on Father’s back, so it’s an improvement.

So, with me on the Demon King’s back, secured in place by tentacles to prevent falling, I finished my preparation. Now, all that was left was for Mother to launch her attack, and then we would charge in.

“Yes, lend me your power. The enemy is that big tree over there.”

“I see… Well then, I’ll lend you my power.”

“You can use as much power as you want this time.”

“Huh!? Wait, hold on! Mother!?”

The cost of summoning a spirit should only be the magic power expended when initially calling it.

Why is she suddenly talking about costs now…!? Wait, could she be planning to switch to possession right now!?

“Oh? If you say such things to spirits, they might take everything you have until you die, you know?”

“Yes, I know. But I don’t mind. It’s for the sake of my child.”

“For the sake of your child, for the sake of your child… you’ve been saying that all along, but it feels a bit different this time. …Alright then. I’ll help you without asking for anything in return this time.”

I tried to hurry down from the Demon King’s back to Mother, but I couldn’t because of the tentacles wrapping around me. As I frantically tried to free myself, I overheard that conversation.

She doesn’t want anything in return? Does that mean she’ll lend her power without any cost?

“Is this… really okay?”
“Well, you see, powerful spirits like me are fine even without receiving things like the caster’s lifespan. I just collect them because they’re convenient to have. And besides… that thing definitely needs to be dealt with, or it’s going to be a big problem.”

“I see. If you’re willing to lend your power, then any reason will do.”

Mother seemed surprised too, but she quickly nodded at the spirit’s words and extended her hand.

And then, the spirit’s hand overlapped with hers…

“Spirit Possession.”

As Flora seemed to slip into my body, the spirit dissolved into Mother’s body as if melting away, and in exchange, I began to feel the power of the spirit that Mother had sensed until then.

What followed was swift. Immediately after possessing Mother, she fixed her gaze on the enemy and cast a spell.

With just a wave of her hand, the earth writhed, trapping the evil god from both sides like a massive trap.

But that wasn’t all. With a single clap of her hands, the ground that had trapped the evil god transformed into a colossal spear, piercing and impaling its body.

“Ugh… just a little more…”

“No, that’s enough, Rieta. You don’t have to do it all alone. There are others here to protect him. Like me. So leave the rest to us.”

“You… are right.”

That was all she did, but the scale was different. After all, she manipulated a vast area of several kilometers of land.

Perhaps she overexerted herself all at once because Mother suddenly knelt down, but Father, who had somehow appeared on the city wall, embraced her shoulders, and Mother smiled back at him.

“Getting cozy at a time like this, damn father.”

He probably jumped onto the city wall to try to stop her when she mentioned paying the spirit’s price. That’s fine in itself, and it’s also a relief that Mother didn’t collapse from using too much power.

But did they really need to get cozy afterward? Isn’t this the final battle? Shouldn’t they finish it off?

“Hey, damn father! Let’s go!”

“Yeah. Alright then, let’s get moving, Your Majesty the Demon King.”

“Annoying…”

The increased motivation might be because this is a crucial battle, or perhaps it’s just because he tried to act cool in front of Mother earlier… I hope it’s the former. If it’s the latter, it just leaves a frustrating feeling that’s hard to describe.

Well, regardless, there’s no time to waste talking here. We can’t miss this opportunity when Lancia and Mother have stopped the enemy’s movements by inflicting wounds.

“Everyone, charge!”

With my command, Granny’s troops and the knights of Karakas rushed forward, followed by the Demon King (me) and the witch riding on the real Demon King, with Father and the Hero running alongside, heading towards the evil god.

“Then, Hero, make a grand entrance. Don’t worry, even if you fall, there’ll be someone to pick you up.”

Before long, we collided with the remaining horde of monsters, and Granny’s troops and the knights of Karakas tore through them to clear a path. As we advanced through it, our speed started to decrease. Dealing with all the remaining small fry was becoming impossible.

So, it’s about time to stop here and give the next group a turn.

“Are you sure about this?”

The Hero, who represents the next group, asked me with a furrowed brow, but come on, just get on with it. Slowpoke.

“Quit stalling. I’ve never once thought of him as a father. He’s been an enemy to me since birth.”

“I see.”

With that said, the Hero turned his gaze forward without saying anything more.