Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

Bastrel, whose lower body, arms and back, and most of its body turned into an old god dragon, a thing very similar to my own, looked ecstatic at her own transformed body.

Bastrell smiles happily from the bottom of his heart, looking at the claws of his hands, which would tear even the solid armor and shield of the gods.

Bastrel opens and closes his palms as if to test whether the transformed body behaves as he wishes, and suddenly has the same expression as a child who comes up with a mischief.

When the five fingers of Bastorell's right hand were opened, and there was no sign in the center of it, a white light glowed without any sign, and on the palm, darkness spread all over the territory, and immediately countless glows in it. Begin to occur.

"Well, how does the universe create the world in this way? To be able to create this easily also seems to be an illusion of the training that has been repeated so far."

What Bastrell created in his palms without any extra effort was truly a universe in its words.

The impoverished darkness expands the territory faster than the light, and new light emerges in it.

The sun. Countless suns and subsequent planets form, forming nebulae and galaxies, and countless galaxies instantly fill the universe.

Then a single universe was generated, and more and more universes were generated, and the world produced by Bastrel continued to grow indefinitely to the scale of the multiverse, and contained a myriad of multiverses. Forming a vast world.

Life hasn't sprout yet, but if you leave it alone, life will be born soon, and the concept of life and death will be born.

"Let's celebrate the joy of climbing that height now with the utmost joy."

Bastrel is a spiritually far-reaching departure from the perfect life "human", which is the goal of the gods, but is physically the highest individual in the super race.

The facial features and voices that can be taken by both men and women are just the manifestation, and Bastrel's body is an androgynous that has both male and female characteristics.

Bastrell must have all the breasts, uterus, cocks and testes in good working order.

Hermaphroditic, androgynous, that is, capable of single reproduction, no gender-related differences in mentality, and no gender-related discrimination and bias in thinking.

The perfect person had the functions of both men and women, and the spirit was to be created as being equal to both men and women.

From that point of view, Bastrel can be said to be almost the same as humans only in physical terms.

However, it should be said that Bastrel is now neither a human nor an old deity dragon, because of the artificially given factors of me and Renia, he has now gained his body as an old deity dragon.

There are countless worlds around Bastrel in a blink of an eye, with over 100 million of them still lifeless and barely after their birth.

Each time I exercise the power of the Old God Dragon, Bastrell, which continues to increase its power and spirit, creates a universe so that it can bite that my power has reached the point where it can create a universe to breathe. continuing.

"Fufufu, I'm sorry. It looks like you've just floated too much.

For you, the tricks you can do even with a god who is below you are an exciting experience for me, who was just a tiny person. ''

Bastrell, who notices my gaze, is ashamed of herself and mutters like an excuse and squeezes her palm lightly.

At the same time, the myriad worlds that had fluffed around Bastrel disappeared as if the blisters between the waves could be played.

"Now we apologize for making extra obscene things and polluting this closed world.

Still, oh, was it a world like heaven? Was Makai such a world?

And with the dragon world, oh, oh, the power of remembering the cold swirls in the back muscles.

Can you understand the rumbling in my chest?

My eyes (manako) now clearly show the appearance of many spirits playing in the spirit world, and their ears listen to the sound of the words exchanged by the fairy world queens, and if they fly with their wings, they will reach the heavens If you reach this point, you can easily decapit the evil gods of the demon world by shaking this arm.

Everything is thanks to you and that lady. And I have to thank the researchers of the ultra-prehistoric civilization who have bred me to create me, and the rulers who aimed for it. ''

"I can't do that soon. I'll do my best until I'm satisfied."

"Oh, I say something that I can't get together. Why don't you welcome me to a new countryman?"

"Your nature is not what you wanted and obtained, so there is no reason to evade you with the ability to increase power in response to the power of me and Renia.

However, the nature of your manipulating that power is unacceptable to me. From the first time you saw you, you were hated, grudged, and angry about the dead.

The hatred that could curse and kill one million at a time would have been just a material for you to enhance your spirit.

Do you know? We call evil those who are innocent for their pleasure, those who are irrelevant, those who can sacrifice with joy. "

In response to my words, Bastrell made an instant look, which was quickly replaced by ridicule.

Bastrel talks to me like an adult looking at an indistinguishable child, or a compassion for a fool who doesn't know anything, and trying to teach him as if he were wise.

"Hehehe, this is something that is surprisingly smelly. Is it okay to say idealism?

Normally, you hit a wall somewhere and drop the sign of the principle that you stumbled on a stone, but if you have the power of yours, you may have been able to penetrate it so far.

Dragon, the most powerful, the great, the innocent?

Birth is sin, living is sin, death is sin, strong is sin, weak is sin, rich is sin, desire is sin, desire is sin, everything is possible Many gods preach that not only doing things but also living and dying are sins.

If you are guilty of doing anything, isn't it much more constructive to live your life to fulfill your needs?

That said, uh, my logic is the quibble that many foolish people have spoken about. ''

"Well, in the past, those who have stood before me many times and have spoken out of my ears."

"Then I've just exchanged more words, and I'm just sorry for your mood. Let's get into the main task soon."

From the scales covering the extremities of Bastrel, the wings extending from the back, to the corners where the black hair grows, the unprecedented power has begun to overflow, and I have to say that I am powerful before my eyes Power begins to develop.

What you can feel from the bass trel in front of you is, above all, my own power that I am used to, and the power of Renia, which I recently learned.

"What a wonderful, the power of the old god dragon! The power of the god monster created to defeat that old dragon! Let's fight with you with infinite appreciation and love!"

"I don't need gratitude or love. Let this closed world disappear from the world as a gift!"

I and Bastrell flew towards each other at exactly the same time.

There was no point in the speed of the earth world.

Even if it is twice the speed of light, one hundred times, or infinite times, if it reaches our range, it cannot be described as fast.

Such a scale is disgusting, but a subordinate concept that applies only to those living in the terrestrial world.

Bastrell spreads his hands to the left and right like birds, and swings me down with a clear murder on the huge dragon's energy and magical power concentrated in his palm.

In response, I threw the power stored in one of my right hands back into the approach of Bastorell.

Without the enclosed space created for this battle, the aftermath of the crash would have destroyed and / or created many worlds.

The force exploding at our midway point is a brilliant light, scorching and shocking that strikes our whole body, but regardless of which I keep moving forward.

Bastrell was also scorched on his bare skin in the aftermath of the force collision and damaged some of the scales, but still approaching me.

While closing the distance, Bastrell's wounds were closed and he continued to increase his strength in response.

After all, the more I exercise, the more the Bastrell will rise in strength and spirituality and rise to the same realm as me.

I and Bastrell began to stomach their attacks, which had the power to pierce each other's defenses, without getting bored.

My scale, which was not damaged by the god of the sea, Octul, was exposed to me by Bastrel and the power of Renia, and Bastrel was also injured by my shaking attacks.

Bastrell's left arm is peeled off from the base, the scales that protect the abdomen fly, and the wings on his back tear in places.

The pain that is inevitable in a language that can hurt the soul every time it is hurt is supposed to be attacking Bastrel, but despite being constantly rubbed by the waves of pain that are coming, the color of pain is not floating on his face.

The eyes of the bastrell, which emit rainbow light from the eyes, horns from the head, and new black-and-white shading scales on the nape, appear on the face of Bastrell, which is merely emotion of delight.

Are you happy, Bastorel? Comfortable, bath trell.

Are you so happy that you have reached the territory of the ancient dragon beyond the gods you might have dreamed of?

What is known that the extremity of the magic that I have been sitting on was only a small decoration, so much of an enthusiasm.

Bastrel's body, from the head to the base of the foot, still maintained its human form, but, like Christina and Domina, the gorgeous breasts suitable for this extraordinary beauty rise and rise from the crotch. The male genitalia also had a solid erection.

While feeling sexual pleasure, Bastrell is obsessed with the pleasure of exercising his power to keep his spirit and flesh out.

"Oh, I'm glad I met you. I've never been as happy and proud of this body and soul that you created!

Eternally, let's spend time that feels eternal even in this world where time doesn't flow, the dragon.

How I love you, my father! Oh, I definitely love you now! ! "

"Did you say disappear? Bastrell."

While being blown off from the left half by the rainbow-colored breath that I released from my wide open mouth, Bastrell glanced at me with a torrent of rainbow-colored light from the tip of my right hand, as if mirrored. .

In response to the aggressive light that fills all my sights and approaches, I shake my left arm with force and smash the torrent as if I cut the falling waterfall into a single character.

"It's so painful to shake your power.

Control of the flow of time, elucidation of the secrets of space, relationship between life and death, event manipulation by altering causality, use of infinite power by connecting to different worlds, methods of world creation.

It was once sought that, according to the gods, some of the secrets they had obtained were as simple as they could have been and had no dread.

What dwarfs of those living on the earth, and how powerful the gods are. And this power of you that transcends even those gods! Exactly the top of the world. ''

Bastrel, who has revived the left half of the body blown away by me, is in a slightly relaxed tone, yet emits light bullets sparkling in seven colors while talking to me hot.

If each shot affects the terrestrial world, it has the power to erase superclusters, island universes, or even three dimensions.

But even myself, Caravis, Maillard, and Aldes are just laughing with their nose, even from the lower gods.

Well, if you have this level of power, is the bass trel completely controlled? I don't know how much I can make use of, but ...

"I'm not interested in the apex, but you seem to be different. As far as you can see, your spirituality is as vulgar as before, and you can't feel noble."

"Fuufufu, if you gain strength, your mind must change, but no matter how much strength you get, please praise me that you have not been dragged to your heart."

"That's why!"

Bastrel, struck by a newly fired light bullet of seven colors, is blown down from the abdominal cavity and laughs fiercely, sprinkling its offal and red blood.

――Not enough to play, let's play more, let's hurt more, kill more, forever!

Bastrel's smile seemed to tell the story.