He released his sword and raised a trembling fist, gathering magic around it. “The closer you get to destruction,” Diedrich continued, “the more powerful your source will grow to overcome it. But at that moment, your magic becomes so powerful, your existence itself is enough to destroy this world...”
Amid its approaching destruction, my distorted source was further corrupted when impaled by Kandaquizorte and its restrictions.
“It is near impossible to control that destruction. Of course, the almighty Demon King can make anything happen, but what if the powers of the Goddess of the Future restrict that from happening?” Diedrich asked.
Diedrich had given up restricting any of the Jio Graze, Zola e Dypt, Vebzud, and Ji Noavus attacking him in favor of using the Goddess of the Future’s order to throw my source into disarray.
“In order to stop yourself from harming this world,” Diedrich concluded, “you will turn that overflowing power of destruction onto yourself.”
He knew the truth of my destructive source: I constantly, constantly suppressed its power.
An immense number of black particles, masses of unrealized, uncast pure magic, overflowed from my out-of-control source. They glowed, a dark black that promised to swallow the whole world in darkness.
The black particles rose to the ceiling and covered the entire room. As Diedrich predicted, at once I tried to force down the power and shut it within me as much as I could.
“Kuh,” I grunted.
My source, now on a rampage, began to lead me to my own destruction.
“If you were willing to harm this world in order to win this battle, we would have had no chance of victory. This is the only victorious future Naphta and I saw with our Divine Eyes,” Diedrich said, wrapping Nojiaz around his fist.
The magic-consuming spell would bring my source one step closer to destruction.
“Sleep for a bit, Demon King. Once the world is saved, it’ll be your turn.”
Dull-colored phosphorescence glimmered as Diedrich raised his Nojiaz. I was too focused on stopping my source from running out of control to counterattack. The destructive magic within me threatening to burst out of control was far stronger than Diedrich’s fists or Kandaquizorte’s spear.
-Volume 7 Chap 36