[2068]

The main hall of the royal palace.

On the throne.

The old demon king flipped the palm holding the Zi-O third-order watch, hid it in his sleeve, raised his eyes, and looked at the space-time door composed of starlight in the sky in front of him.

Wisps of black mist erupted from it, converging into a humanoid black shadow.

The Space-Time Gate dissipated.

And the humanoid black shadow formed by the convergence of the black mist immediately cast his eyes on the Demon Time King on the throne.

The black mist circulating around her froze for a moment, and then as if she understood something, the black mist that made up her body suddenly became unstable due to violent mood swings.

"Demonic ——!

！ ”

Roars of hatred and reluctance echoed through the empty hall.

"Is everything I'm doing in vain, all under your observation of the timeline——!

？ ”

If not, why did the king act so quickly and in time?

However, the old demon king bluntly rejected the speculation of the black mist humanoid.

"How could it be ......?"

The old demon king comforted the black mist figure in front of him.

"The blockades and misrepresentations you've made aren't ineffective, and I really can't clearly observe your presence and behavior on the timeline...... Otherwise, how could I have allowed you to wander away for so long? ”

Well-founded and convincing.

The old opponent of the Demon Time King, the consciousness of the director of the time management bureau who was separated and left as a backhand, has been a black hand in many timelines, has rich experience in doing things, the first big success is in front of him but it fails, and he is unwilling to use all his strength to block the ability to kill the savior who exudes a "mocking" atmosphere, but as soon as he makes a move, he is pulled to the time in front of the Demon King's palace, and the undead heard this, his thoughts froze, and then subconsciously asked:

"Then why are you ......?"

I saw that the old demon king was not in a hurry, and calmly gave a conclusion.

"It's very simple, because, I rely on my brain."

In other words, you think that the exposure and failure of your plan are due to the disparity in strength, but in fact, it is the suppression of IQ.

Hearing this, the Black Mist Humanoid was immediately stunned.

“？？？”

Then, the mentality exploded directly.

What the hell are you ——!

The black mist on her body surged, and the irritable words had already poured into her throat, but before she could say anything, the black mist humanoid had been instantly imprisoned and stood still.

Immediately, the body starts from the edge and begins to annihilate little by little.

The intense pain continued to stimulate her spirit.

She wanted to scream but couldn't.

You can't even close your eyes.

In front of her gaze was the Demon King who sat high on the throne, calmly and indifferently watching her gradually perish.

And before her consciousness was completely annihilated, she had a deep, completely incomprehensible blankness, in addition to pain.

[What are you doing, you caught me here instead of killing me directly, isn't it because you want to ask me something?] ]

[Again......]

[You took me here just to mock me?] ]

[I can't understand it......]

At this point, the last trace of consciousness of the black mist humanoid was completely silent with a deep dazedness.

The confinement is lifted.

The last wisps of black mist that were annihilating the humanoid remnants of the black mist were falling downward.

The king looked down at the wisp of black mist that was about to be completely annihilated, but his eyes passed through the wisp of black mist, and even through the ground of the main hall, and continued to go down, down, down......

Finally, reach the depths of the leylines.

There, there is a huge ship blocked by numerous chains painted with knights' coats of arms.

In the ship's command room, the equipment used to monitor many timelines was grounded without a signal, and there were no operators.

Only on the captain's throne sat a tall man with his eyes closed, his chest slightly heaving, confirming that he was still alive.

Director of the Bureau of Time Management.

In his hand, a switch connected to the pulse of his own life is tightly fastened.

Then, through the command deck, continue down, down, down......

What existed in the bilge was a huge, black mist, destructive bomb......

A bomb made by the power of demons!

……

……

【Zi-O Line】

The darkness is gone.

Only then did White Worth withdraw his gaze from the air, turn around, look at Gates beside him, and declare seriously:

"Now, it's really over, my savior."

Hearing this, Gates, who didn't dare to relax his vigilance because of the sudden crisis just now, slowly calmed down his heart that was beating violently, was silent, lifted his transformation, and looked at White Watts as well.

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

Seeing this, a heartfelt smile appeared on White Wards' face.

"Thank you for your trust, my Savior."

Then, he raised his hand and motioned for Gates to look around.

"Behold, my Lord Savior, this red dust is full of dust, and the lights are dim......"

The world that has been extinguished has come back to life and come back to life.

Time also passed from Christmas Eve to Christmas Day.

The tall Christmas tree is lit up with colorful lights.

The streets were crowded with people under the trees.

Shops full of Christmas decorations are bustling with people.

Santa Claus, dressed in red, walks around with a bulging red envelope on his back, and from time to time pulls out interesting little gifts for passers-by.

Conversations, laughter, blessings......

Peace, joy.

Sweep away the few remnants of the apocalyptic vision that still lingers in Gates's mind.

Immediately, White Watts's voice continued.

“…… Is it as I have answered you, in the future where you become the savior, the world, or the way it was, nothing has changed, and people's lives, everything, are still as smooth as time stopped. ”

Gates looked at this stable and beautiful world stupidly, and couldn't help but think of the rest of White Watts' words at that time.

[What more could you ask for?] ]

He couldn't help but whisper.

"yes, what more could you ask for?"

White Watts listened with a smile, his eyes staring deeply at the Gates in front of him, but as if he was not just staring at the Gates in front of him.

"My Lord Savior, just as I promised you, now, let me inform you of the return date of His Majesty the Demon King......

He took a deep breath and said.

"Now, today, here."

Gates wondered: When did I ask you for this?

But immediately, his attention was drawn to the message of White Worth's words.

"So, King Shi will be back soon?" He hurriedly asked.

"Yes." White Watts nodded, "So, it's time for me to say goodbye to you, too." ”

"Farewell?"

White Watts' words pulled Gates back to reality from his excitement.

It was only then that he realized that White Watts' body was gradually disappearing transparently.

"Wait...... Wait a minute! You're ......."

"Don't you already know? My Savior.

"I am the one on another timeline from which another possibility of divergence extends, and now that the possibility of that future has been cut off, I have naturally lost the basis of existence.

"Don't grieve, my Savior, I have no regrets.

"So,

"Last ......"

With that, White Watts took a step back.

"Please let me introduce myself to you one last time."

He gracefully stroked his chest, leaned over, and saluted.

"I am the creator of the future, your loyal helper, White Woz."

Then, he raised his head slightly, and at the last moment before disappearing, he met Gates's gaze, smiling, and sincerely wishing.

"May your future never be shrouded in darkness."