The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Talent is the chain that binds you.

Recently, I have been reminded that I don't like it.

Talent is the only thing that makes it a weapon. It was written in the novel that I don't care if I'm extremely talented or not, but my talent here is - the size of the vessel, the sense of moving my body.

When technology and brains have become useless in one extreme state or another.

It seeps out for the first time since then - talent.

"Ordinary people, it's like that's all you're undermining."

Some of them, such as Alpha and Satan, turn being ordinary people into a weapon in itself, but that's only a handful of the whole thing.

At least - I'm not.

Because being an ordinary person is dragging my legs.

Because you have your body tied to the chain of talent.

Chains that keep tying themselves up, even when they cross walls.

A talent that will never grow any further because all talent has blossomed due to the divine sword.

No chance of blooming - dead buds.

It's just that I've been thinking about it lately.

What if the only thing that's dead is the surface, and deep down in it, the buds are building up power.

- Impossible.

That's not possible.

Anyway, all my talents are blossoming.

But I still can't give up that hope.

It's because I'm the one who blossomed all my talent.

- I resent that chain.

I feel the power overflow.

Until now, the height I've never been able to try - the other side of the wall.

The view from here looked only slightly different than usual.

The world itself looks radiant, and at the same time, it looks somewhere, tiny.

I'm sure this is the reacher's - strongest view.

- But to name the strongest, it's still early.

There's still one enemy left to defeat.

"... over the wall. Let's praise that fact honestly. But, executor. That's why you don't think... you can take the strongest seat with it, right?

Naturally.

I can't believe I'm the strongest at this level.

The strongest is one that is way ahead of us.

- So.

"Though it would be the final showdown to determine its strongest"

"Initial", which was blowing from his body, adds even more momentum.

Chaos grinned at his mouth at the raging pale flame - softly, sticking his right hand forward.

"Oh, right. So, executioner, die a man."

Moment after moment, a black ray emanates from her palm.

The highway blow that I used to be able to finally take is so powerful that even I, resistant to the End (Dj Orus), would hesitate to take it myself.

- Different character.

Apollon was certainly strong, too - but chaos is literally different in character. Even this brief blow is as powerful as all my previous powers.

That's why I laughed bitterly.

- Right now, against myself, who can easily admire this.

"'Out of step'"

My body had disappeared from the spot like a pneumonia, and shortly afterwards, I was driving far away from the rays.

Aim for chaos. She grinned more deeply at the fact that I flashed, but spread her hands wide open.

"Is it still hard to stop with one blow......! Then all you have to do is increase the number!

What turned up was - a spear of magic totalling more than fifty.

If each and every one of them is a regular person, they boast the power to die just by eating a blow. I don't know if that's the DEUS class or not, but if you take it, you'll be eaten up with a single blow.

"Come on, go!

As she waves down her right hand, all those spears fly at me.

At all, when the intensity of chaos frightens me. And when it turns out that we haven't done all we can yet,

- That's how hard it is to do it.

Free the magic.

Using is shadow - and yang magic.

"Divine Sword Sills Over"

Summoned to your left hand is a silver and silver sword.

to the sword - conferred two conflicting attributes.

'Ugh...... hey, what is the approximate magic manipulation! Wow, you're not as good as me, but you're not so good! My flame, it won't be long before you use it!

Apollon screams in my head.

This is the rear guard. It doesn't matter if it's the second or third time you see it, it has to be used here to talk.

Grab the black pattern--

"Serial -" Assassination ""

- Moments, the world turned into slow motion.

Silver eyes shine in my left eye.

The all-powerful demonic eye - the moonlight eye - that commands space, masters everything, dominates everything, and manipulates everything.

The moonlight eye force, which was further enhanced by crossing the wall, was amazing, and those attacks, which would have even exceeded the speed of sound, even seemed as if they had stopped.

"Ha!"

Gin-ha!

A sword drawn out slashes the spear in true two and dumps it.

I don't loosen my running legs, I just slash and throw away all my spears as I push forward even.

And cut off the last one - right after, all the spears exploded. That is proof of an almost simultaneous event, that is, almost simultaneous, instantaneous slashing away of all spears.

"Shh!"

Wave your sword down without getting lost while in the blast flames.

And - gimpy scattered sparks.

The scattered sparks reflected a thin, chaotic appearance - and soon afterwards I flew as far back as I could.

And countless spears will be summoned to where I was until about the hour, eating through the ground.

"Knock..."

From the gap between the blasts, I could see the look of chaos laughing at the niggles.

Continuously backstepping behind me, each time a spear of magic is summoned to where he was until a moment ago.

The spear stops perfectly about a hundred meters away, and I stop on the spot again.

"Range Limit......?

As a possibility - isn't it?

That's so powerful. Sometimes the more you get away from yourself, the sweeter the control may be.

But what is relative now is the strongest at the moment - chaos. There can't be such a weakness, only for her.

To the evidence, she turned her shoulders with cockroaches.

"... It's been a while, but that's quite something. I'm sorry about the slow starter, but, Executor, I want you to stick around until you're at least in the mood."

She's like that without any feelings.

The room overflowing from the ends of the word indicates that she is still not serious at all.

Totally......, I was proud that the Apollon fight was the hardest I've ever fought, but apparently this fight is going to be a lot harder.

Well, and this...

"In front of me, are you free to be alarmed?

- I swung my clenched fist through to the chaos that looked back behind me.

"Gu...... ugh!?"

Fist wrapped around 'Silver Flame' and 'Heavenly Heaven (...)'.

That was a clean hit to the cheek of chaos that looked back in all its dimensions, and if you turn your gaze to her blown away - that cheek had a definite scratch on it.

"Ki, you...... ugh!

"What's the matter, mightiest, you're bleeding."

The chaos, which should have transcended the concept of [death], did bleed from the edge of his mouth and he was on his knees.

Well, she is, indeed, a cheat bastard whose very existence is irregular.

The strongest and worst being to make it completely immortal, to absorb any attack and convert it into energy.

There was no victory before that, and I don't think we'd have been unlucky if we met.

- Except for me.

"Position conversion. I didn't know you couldn't even see through such a basic tactic. Is it really a slow starter, or -"

- You haven't been in battle, are you just a bong?

Visible, aura overflowing from chaos increases.

Even if it was originally Kronos, the god of time and space. There's no way it's a bong. You must have crossed many battlefields, crossed death lines, and gained more experience than I did.

- But that's only a past event.

"Don't let the glory of the past shine on you, mightiest. Now you are more foolish than I am because you have no enemies, but because of that, you have abandoned your efforts with clarity over your power. How many years have you been relaxed? Sense of battle? Intuition or sixth sense? It's so dull and obvious."

That's so bad that I can't even take a blow right now.

She devours her teeth with remorse.

What a slow starter. What's sticking until then?

Not really - don't make me laugh, Mr. Most Powerful.

"Stick till the book is in good shape? That's our line."

An orange flame blew from all over my body.

The second stage - Heaven.

The earth becomes scorched earth at temperatures approaching the sun, and cold sweat transmits to the cheeks of chaos, whether it is the heat or otherwise.

"Sorry about the slow starter, chaos. I'm finally getting used to the second stage. So..."

- At least I want you to stick around until you activate the three stages.

I said, I laughed furiously at him.

Let me ask you again, chaos.

Where's the time to get off guard with me now?