The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Status.

It's a gratifying way to quantify the person's physical and mental abilities and display them on a window.

Even modern Japan hasn't developed that much technology, and I'm guessing that's what God is all about - made by the Creator (Euras).

So, what's the situation now?

─ ─ ─ Status drastically reduced.

─ ─ My body is full of discomfort and I can't move.

Needless to say, these two lines were all I needed.

Well, status-related can get involved if we don't get out of here as soon as possible now, as we'll hear about the situation later. That's why I'm trying to get up from earlier, but I'm not getting up at all.

Changes in center of gravity and drastic decrease in status due to right arm loss.

To be honest, I'm weaker than those adventurers out there right now. Because even single digit toddlers can't do it.

─ ─ Ha, it's going to be depressing.

There is such a strange sense of loss that what has been piling up so far has collapsed all at once.

...... I want to die.

"I know you do, but I won't allow you to die or anything, okay?

Apparently, Kyoka enjoyed her earlier. I've still said that and stabbed the nail with a snotty nose.

"Well, be as careful as you can..." No! Absolutely not, so hey!! "...... haha, ok"

─ ─ Apparently not in earnest.

But I also have something of meaning and pride. [M]

"But I'll do the same thing again when I'm in the same situation. No matter how much they disagree with me, I can't give this away.

"Fuck, fuck..."

"No way. 'How painful do you think someone left behind is? Don't tell me you just don't want to suffer. I simply don't want to suffer. So I'll help you guys and make it easier for you to keep all your suffering. You're not gonna let anybody complain, are you?

─ ─ If you don't want to, you can hate me, because I'm used to being alone. And at the end of the day, Kyoka clogs the word "ugly".

Actually, if he hates me, he might die, but if he helps me, if he doesn't have to be sad when I die, he'll never get over it.

And I'm sure Kyoka was stuck in words because she knew so much about my emotions.

"Ha......, he's called Tundele"

...... Who is it? He taught me how to tundelle in the day and night.

- Oh, it could have been me.

And even as I talk about it, I get to the entrance and exit of the interaction stage, supported by the white night and Kyoka. Kuse and Ho Hana and the brave men who evacuated earlier there, and even the Knights and other squire demons, were crowded in the El Grid, and after all, as soon as I stepped into the back gallery a little bit, I rushed over to Doba.

"Oh, hey silver! I've been watching you, but you're okay!? Ugh, you're losing your arm!?

"That's right, Lord! This Kuse and I are right! Sure, you deserve praise for saving Kyoka, but when the Lord dies, you have no ex-child!?

"Yes, Master! Limit yourself to boulders..."

"Silver? Ugh, it's my concern that you don't have arms..."

It seemed a little loud.

"Heh, so you guys should have abandoned Kyoka over there, huh?

When I said, in an instant, the mob quieted back down.

"Besides, it's not like me to be flushed over there in silence, is it? If you want to do it, mess up and mess up their thoughts until the end of the day, then you fucking laugh and die. It's more like me."

It's the strongest way to upset someone even when they're dead, right? And everyone exhaled and laughed at me when I said it in a light condition.

Well, it's not very much if you don't do it with all this brightness, but this one doesn't have it.

Mr. Whiram - by the way, no more black wings or example magic, Lex brought him from stage to the modem - used his concentration and strength considerably in the battle over the outline, watching the 'chaos' and Whiram still floating in the sky and the recurrence of trauma, even more so the Kyouka crisis in Lucifer's appearance, the magnitude of the burden on the body of the artifact caused by the hypervelocity position conversion using the majority of his magic, and even the extinction of his right arm and status.

─ ─ To be honest, I'm finally conscious, and I'm probably the limit to what I'm up to until I see this fight.

But this is a battle that can be attributed to me as well.

I'm sure you shouldn't turn your back here and make a mistake.

When I thought about it, I asked Kyoka and Bai Night to take me to a position where I could see the battle on stage.

To see if I am in danger again, Kyoka and her followers, the Knights are waiting right beside me... or Kyoka is sitting right between my crotches, and the braves are using me and the stage from a distance to Ergrid and the Beast King. At first, they are picking up some of the blood I spilled when I was beaten by Viram and using it against you. If you'd asked me nothing, I'd give it to you... but, well, let's take care of me and take it.

So what happened over there while I was evacuating to the safety zone? And because I was tired, I put my chin over Kyoka's head and fixed my gaze on the stage.

Kyoka's "heavy" gaze and Kuse's niggardly gaze pierced her, but somehow the attitude settled strangely for me when I was tired.

─ ─ Well, I was scared to imagine Kyoka dying, too, you can't say that.

Yes, I dared to think that Kyoka would understand.

I looked over the stage as Kyoka turned red and Urachi inflated her cheeks to express her anger.

─ ─ -Oops? Somehow Zeus and Reaper are looking at this one as they nibble......,

I recall that I could read the two of us in unison at the thought of it, and I turn a little blind to the embarrassment.

Luckily, Lucifer was ahead.

I don't have any dust on my clothes compared to when I first saw it, and I don't see any scratches.

─ ─ But the chaos, which was so great until earlier, lurked as early as five meters, and Lucifer breathed with Zezé on his shoulders.

In comparison, the Reaper/Almighty God pair is completely intact and I don't see any shortness of breath.

Hey, you don't have to look closely. Why are you in the torch and eating Micah?

At the end of my sight, there's a Goth girl peeling Micah by sticking her foot in a familiar torch that she took out of somewhere...... Ah, I just passed her peeled Micah to Aitz Reaper!?

And speaking of the Passed Reaper, a sickle that emits such an overwhelming sense of intimidation - perhaps an artifact - that my Adamas sickle is incomparable to that Micah.

In the next moment, all of Micah's shards in the three-day moon shape, beautifully cut along the border, will goal-in to Reaper's open mouth.

─ ─ Well, speaking of what you want to say,

"Ah, he and the others...... fuck you!?

That is nothing short of saying.

Did you get the torch out of somewhere? God forbids interference in the lower realm in the first place. What's not? Or how did you cut Micah along the border with a sickle wave? I mean, you're not a marshmallow, Micah. You're too good at catching, aren't you? Or did you know those two?

I think there has been a lot of "say" since the second half, but there are endless questions in my mind.

─ ─ But it must be obvious that this is already a safe place.

And Lucifer did something stupid, too.

I can only say to Zeus, the most powerful of all creatures, that he is an idiot to deal with two shadow magic specialists, Reaper.

Well, it seems that Reaper is enough.

And, apparently, Reaper walks technologically to the torch because Micah didn't have enough, putting her nail tip inside the one and sighing the adorable sigh of "Hiu". And then I pulled that Micah from Zeus, who was peeling Micah.

"Ha!?," said Zeus, with a desperate face.

But I already put that Micah in my mouth, Reaper.

Oh, you're getting some giddy vibes, aren't you?

I'm talking about what you're doing in one of Micah's, but apparently God didn't convince you.

"Reaper, superior god habit and businessness. Me, supreme god...... right?

"Almighty God, I'm sorry to say this, but you're the highest god class if you're only strong. Besides, if you discriminate against people, they'll hate you from some idiot, right?

"Mmm...... then, Micah"

That was Zeus sticking his tiny hands out to Reaper.

"Unfortunately, it looks like this Micah that I just finished eating was the last one. Almighty God, this game is your defeat for being stupid and honest with me."

"Hey, hey, what..., maybe Reaper......"

"Kukuku, there's no way you'll ever forget, almighty God? I am the user of all shadows. That is the skill of the Shadow King. In other words,"

Zeus, listen to that word and stiffen your body with a "ha"......,

"Wow, I usually read, the top thoughts....., replaced.....?"

Though wary, Reaper turned to Zeus, whom he heard terribly, said this with a dooya face when he snapped his fingers patsy.

"Exactly!

Seeing and listening to a conversation that only looks like that farce,

"... what are you doing, those idiots?"

And at the same time I was convinced of the connection between Reaper and me.

Speaking of the status quo, the atmosphere between the two has gotten worse, and Lucifer is resting remorsefully with his teeth giddy.

There's been a lot of time, so let me show you my reasoning here.

Of course, that reasoning is about my birth and my connection to Reaper.

Even so, when the word 'offspring' came out of Reaper's own mouth, it was confirmed.

Now, where the hell did we start talking......, and of course we should talk from the beginning.

That's why I'm going to take the trajectory that I've been living in - and I'm going to give it to you.

First of all, I don't remember, but I must have been born somewhere in modern Japan in an already doomed city.

The house is Zhongkura (...) house.

─ ─ Perhaps it was a home where people knew the rare 'magic' on Earth. Evidence is that no one has yet affirmed that "magic does not exist on Earth".

The magic that has been handed down in that house, that is the 'shadow magic'.

Generations, months and months to develop, improve, and pass on to new generations.

I'm sure it was like that, and I inherited shadow magic too, so I guess I could have used shadow magic in one shot since I got here.

─ ─ And Reaper must be my ancestor, and he must have gotten into this world after mastering shadow magic.

And well, this is the first part.

─ ─ ─ There may be some discrepancies, but I think the root part fits.

And the next thing I know, it's from the dream.

And after several years of months, chaos finally came to the city.

As I dreamed, the city was burned by magic, and my father and mother, who perceived it beforehand, give me magic to keep me alive.

But foolish I am found in chaos there, and I am attacked by it.

That's how I got hit in the right arm, in the left eye, and even in the lungs.

─ ─ ─ Still, I think it was thanks to the protection of my parents by their magic that I was spared instant death.

That's what I dreamed about.

Well, it's not reasoning or anything. I just said what I saw as it was.

And then someone helped me. I guess I became the adopted son of those two stupid couples, and I still am.

─ ─ Well, I'm not surprised because I knew from the beginning that blood wasn't normally connected. I still remember when I was adopted in the first place.

The only thing I don't know is who helped me, but now that I think about it, maybe that stupid couple knew the magic, too.

I doubt even if I could cure the damage caused by the chaos that said 'I won't go back' even if I had Reaper just because I knew the magic lightly, but I'll ask Zeus next time I ask what's going on here.

─ ─ ─ I mean, if that stupid couple knows magic, after they made it look like they were killed in a car accident and fled, they magically went on a world trip or something, and by now only their sister (ITS) was left at home saying, "It's just Mammoth Sue! Aren't you surprised to be back saying," or something?

Well, you'll have to do some extreme light magic and discernment skills to make it look like you're dead... well, now that I've thought about it, it won't make any sense. I'm sure I'll never see them again.

I mean, isn't she the one whose brother died and cried?

...... Well, eighty-nine in the middle of nowhere, I guess, in the living room or in my own room.

Whoa, that's a sloppy story.

Well, here's how I explained it for once?

"Isn't that nice? The chaos and the information is completely cut off in me, so it looks like the Japanese city has been destroyed by the demons, but there's more or less. Finally, I wonder if Ginn's parents are about to return from a world trip?

─ ─ Well, there's a time line discrepancy over here and there, so it's like a week after Ginn died. and Kyoka present exemplary answers.

I knew those two idiots who didn't seem to die after all, were alive and enjoying their trip without even knowing that their son was dead?

All right, if I see you next time, I'll punch you in the face.

"Ha ha... I wish I could"

I heard Kyoka's profound words about that, but apparently there was no time left to ask about it.

Not only the toe, but the man in the black robe who was already completely seated up and in the futon stood up looking sincerely disgusted and Zeus had grown to the torch at some point......? I don't know because it covers my face softly, but I got a new Micah from it and I'm happy, and that black robe just disappears hooked when I'm done with it......... hey, what is it now, a ghost or a ghost?

But my fear of ghosts filled Lucifer's body with killing.

"For better or worse, you've been making fun of me, right? Enough, I'll destroy every continent because it's troublesome"

Lucifer talks about restoring health and not getting pretty sprinkled.

Those two on the boulder...... No, I thought it would be impossible to do that before the three of them (...), but unfortunately at the next moment I had to change the idea just a little bit.

"'Sin of Arrogance (...)' activated!

In a moment, the intimidation I feel from Lucifer swells several times more than earlier, so much so that I accidentally lean back just because of that too intimidating feeling.

The two pairs of wings on the back get even bigger, and two devilish horns peek out of that red-haired gap.

The body grew around and at once approached the look that I said 'demon', changing from a 'fallen angel' kind of look.

When I leaned against that too intimidating feeling, my grassy body leaned because I didn't have a wall behind me, and I pressed it in with my left arm, but... but apparently my body is also unprejoiced and unpleasant. I can't even sit properly like this.

But there's no point in thinking about it and all of it if you don't retreat until you defeat that monster (Lucifer).

Not only do the brave men tremble in the flurry of too much power, but the submissive demons such as Hui Night and Akiho also tremble with complete fear.

─ ─ But I never felt any fear in front of that Lucifer.

Oh, why have I ever felt fear or anything about Lucifer?

Such a question overheads me.

Sure, if it weren't for them, they might have been crushed by fear.

- But we have them here.

My eyes were filled with Gosloli blonde girls desperately stripping Micah and her ancestors, who were still immeasurable in strength.

What if Lucifer now, and Zeus or Reaper half the play.

Which one hangs to win? If you ask, I will answer immediately. [M]

─ ─ ─ Anyway, I can't think of how those two would lose half the game.

"Now, in shadow magic, in the name of Jongkura, and in the name of the lost, I'll show you how to fight a dozen battles, my old man, my fucking busy junior."

When Reaper said so, she took one of Micah's out of the cage and said this confidently.

"You miserable bastard, Ethan, you can't defeat Micah with one. If you don't want to crawl on the ground like a potato worm, lose it. The name was......, was it definitely bug fur (...)?

That face looked just like that when I was on track.