The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

The change was abrupt.

Disgusting magic overflowing from all over your body in a niggling and tragically distorted mouth.

To his appearance, to his magic, the core of his body is alarmed to flee.

My face is distorted by the fear that overflows from my mind helplessly - and the voice of chaos strikes me in the ear.

"-" Root King/Darkness ""

Darkness, and.

Try to respond to that word she told you. The darkness overflows from all over her body, and you cover your eyes with your arms aggressively in that overly vast darkness, turning the bounced Chloe's arms to the front guard and falling back.

- And his consciousness screamed and leaned toward the fist that pierced his side head (temple).

"but...... ugh"

Pushing through was a cranial-piercing shock.

Seeing the guard solidified forward, he sucks up his magic a lot by eating his teeth into his fists that are quick, sharp, and stronger than he could have been a few steps, no, a dozen steps, or more, than he did before, with a calm judgment that has accurately shot his temples in the face.

"Command your soul!" Stop moving "!

Orders to the surrounding soul.

I've been slapping my fist, which means he's still within my soul.

Unfortunately, in the current situation, where the surroundings cannot be ascertained at all in the darkness that surrounds them, orders are given directly to the soul rather than spreading the spatial grasp, and through the soul, the movement is stopped by magic and goose character.

That one is many times faster and quicker.

- but what I returned was a bare hand.

"... not here, you say?

He stares at the surrounding darkness in small pieces and squeezes his arms away.

As soon as possible, silver magic blows into the surrounding space, plucking away those darknesses in an instant - but beyond that, no sign of chaos was found.

And at the same time, a tremendous mass of magic is reflected within the spatial grasp that was expanding in parallel.

"Nah."

He opens his eyes with dismay and looks up over the sky.

- The darkness itself was there.

Someone who looks exactly like he's wrapped up in darkness.... Well, it's obvious who I am under this circumstance, but I still had to be stunned by the way it looked.

The cloak of pitch black makes a noise and is in the wind.

It is a disastrous giant wing that stretches out of its back.

In short trousers that also look like skirts, steep points such as upper body, knees and tibia are covered in black armor.

The brunette, who had been cut short, was stretched to the waist at some point, and the guy who paid for the glossy brunette, as he had painted it all with that paint, stared at me with soothing, deep red eyes.

"... well, you don't seem surprised and voiceless"

"... oh, I'm honestly surprised"

Honestly, I was surprised from the bottom of my heart.

Stop Ifried in the world tree...... or when defeating him.

The power that chaos gave a glimpse - [Root King/Dragon] and do it.

It was me who thought it would be okay if I kept an alert for now...

'Oh, hey... what the heck... heh! But even worse, the magic swelled even more explosively... plus my physical abilities are ridiculously up there!

"I know what you're looking at..."

Wipe the cold sweat that conveys his cheeks with a clench as he returns it to Chloe, who made a noise in his heart.

Would it feel like 'what the hell' if I were to speak the truth in a nutshell?

Sensibly speaking, the previous phase of [dragon].

Is it like the difference between the human and the beast type where it's called sacred beastification?

Even so, when it comes to power, the moon and soothing are good places.

Though I thought so, I breathed heavily and was forced to hoist the corner of my mouth.

"... No way, I don't know if I'm a men's or women's clothing boy like you. Getty stuff skirts and hair fuzzy, etc. I'm in the mood for nightmares."

"... I see. He wants to die too long."

As soon as I got there, the authenticity without a threshold, the seriousness of killing was knocked in.

I couldn't help but notice the massive turbulence of killings that made me feel like I'd been beaten up.

- Shortly afterwards, I opened my eyes with dismay at the appearance of chaos that appeared behind me.

'There's a status difference...... Huh!

Ul screams - and his black sword is sucked in with my neck tied.

The moonlight eye saw its overwhelming speed, and I switched to the back of chaos with a position shift.

And flash.

A blow by SilsOver with no mercy whatsoever. The chaos that has viewed it sideways has aligned itself with the black sword to the sills over in a one-spin, opposite fashion without defying the flow of the sword softly.

Arts and crafts that cannot appear real without an overwhelming difference in status.

I feel my cheeks pull heavily on too much reinforcement as the spark is scattered wide and I can jump wide from arm to arm.

"Haze, things... ugh"

"This is probably what everyone else in the world thinks. I don't want you to be the only one."

When the sword swept down heavily and flew away without defying the momentum behind his back, a vast stream of magic began from above to the chaos that immediately followed him.

Even at close range, the chaos that looked up at the sky for a moment to the shelling carried out as if it were a cover fire is a word.

- Cancel it.

As soon as possible, the overflowing black magic runoff was expected to instantly bring those magic, and shortly afterwards it was visible that the possession magic of chaos had risen slightly.

- I ate my magic, nothing else.

If you leak your tongue that you are cheatier than before on that fact, you will become half-hearted and relative to chaos in a position where you can retreat at any time.

The chaos with the silver cuttings poked at him is frightening - he didn't show up at all, but instead laughed and accelerated.

"Now, for insulting my sister, I will have her life to atone for."

"That's risky, you son of a bitch...... ugh!

Geeing, and the metal noise rings.

The surrounding roof was shattered by too many shocks, and we lost support in the space directly beneath us - that is, the sound of the sword trident as each roof fell between the sights.

Force and speed are better over there. I think it's better to make it into technology. How much effort has been put into it. The opponent is a former space-time god, assuming. The better you think you can't win when it comes to handling weapons.

There are differences in status and technology.

So it doesn't turn out to be a disadvantage - but still.

"If you can't win with your own power, all you have to do is flirt with it in diversity......"

Originally, it wasn't the way I fought, like slashing from the front. [M]

The original way I fought was diverse, flirting with opponents, targeting gaps, weaknesses, momentary alarm and relaxation, the type of words that would suit me, such as vulgarly known sighs.

Well, I didn't have to use such a sigh while I was fighting, and beating each other was the supreme mistake I was beginning to make, but once I died, I thought of it all.

I'm not special.

I got power, I got company. And I got a little pride.

Still not one thing, nothing gained without any effort, etc.

It's not like it was special from the beginning, never.

There is nothing to gain without sipping muddy water and without fail.

Therefore, I can assure you.

I'm not a champion, I'm a challenger.

"Now it's time to take that seat......"

"Now it's time to take that seat back!

Now the seat is empty.

Anyway, we haven't settled yet.

I'm dead, and this guy's a living stretch.

- Maybe we don't think it's that kind of settlement.

Two growls sounded, swords crossed, and explosions sounded.

Our bodies bounced big.

As he descends on the falling debris, he steps quickly and rushes out into the sky.

At the same time, the distance from the chaos that kicked and flew off the rubble is instantly eaten up, with each other's foreheads making a dull noise and bumping into each other.

Blood dances.

Clari and his vision are distorted by too many shocks, but it seemed that chaos was no exception, and his face is distorted by my too much stonehead addition and subtraction.

"... Ha, lethal wounds. Years early! How about the power of a stonehead who couldn't beat his skull up once!

"Ko, this...... ugh!

Chaos groaned so bitterly.

When I see him and applaud him, and draw up his magic, countless shadow figures appear around me as soon as possible.

That number, a total of ten.

Immediately five of them scaffold the remaining five bodies to the chaos.

When the opposing chaos stares at those shadow figures, it flashes into their bodies with a sword wrapped around a black aura.

Then, in an instant, he returns to the shadow, and the shadow that is scattered away, and those shadows that are left behind at the time of the scatter, take away the vision of chaos only for a moment.

"... chip"

Small, tongue-in-cheek leaks - and hits a drop kick with a chaotic belly.

"but..."

I guess I just didn't think it was chaotic.

Hold the sword, set up the cannon, hold the poison bow.

In time, a dare drop kick.

A small groaning chaos on a deep, belly-pushed drop kick unleashes a back-fingered fist on me, but above me, and my body impaled upon it between the glances beneath my eyes.

"Gu...... duh, it doesn't work"

When I say so to too many shocks, I rise, and at the same time countless debris pours down from the sky, one of which, huge debris, is thrown at me with my face up.

A small groan in front of that rubble looming at a fierce speed will softly re-draw the magic.

A golden flame swings from the chisel to the body - and palms with gut hands.

"Mode" Yin Yang Master "Huh"

In a moment, a golden flame will overflow from my body.

Yin Yang Master.

One ability that I, the Shadow God, have awakened by gaining the power of "Yang".

In the meantime, it's still going to take some time to get [big moves] out. That's why we cut through in Yin Yang Master mode for now...

"... you think you can cut through with that?

- From behind, my voice sounded.

Without experiencing a shock thrust through his back before looking back, he stuck his breath and was blown to the rubble with momentum.

… inescapable.

Exhaling heavily into that fact, he summons Sils Over back into his palm softly.

"In my name, atone."

Unleashing it like that is an inevitable series of attacks.

When you narrow your eyelids softly, you pull out the sword that accompanies your hips in your abode - all at once!

"-" Judgment of God "

Moments later, countless lines ran through the rubble.

Thousands, tens of thousands and - soon after, they will disintegrate all at once.

The debris that was in front of me was slashed down without a trace, and I confirmed it, and I let out my wings and stagnated.

There is a chaos ahead of me that doesn't break my grin, and I'm kind of at a disadvantage and I'm in a bit of a hurry.

"Are we done here? I think it was a pinch before."

"Well, it's a pinch in the prep movement. Don't get the feeling this is out of expectation."

Our eyes laughed, but they didn't laugh at all.