The Shimizu Stage, which had been transformed into a metal floating platform, was wrapped in a silver glow, and it soared along the spiral corridor like a bullet fired after being pushed into the chamber of a gun, reaching the thick clouds almost instantaneously.

And the storm called by Susanoo surrounded it, forming a gray blockade.

The sword-wielding god seemed to relax his body, and naturally inserted the clouds in his hand into the surface of the stage.

This action alone caused a crack that seemed to cut the ground off, and the metal structure that had begun to crack in front of him spread in a straight line to the front of Li Wu, and then squirmed and fitted, repairing to its original appearance.

"It looks sturdy, barely enough to be used as a battlefield."

Susanoo nodded as if satisfied, "It's just that this music is really weird, and it's a technique that you have arranged in advance?" ”

“…… No. ”

You don't have to worry about background music!

Listening to Mizuki's voice, Li Wu clenched his fists, lit a flame that was so pure that it was almost transparent, and pressed it into his chest.

If it weren't for the new skills he had learned a few days ago, he really wasn't sure if he would have survived outside the atmosphere.

Blood is injected into the heart like lit alcohol.

The body's engine gnaws at the poured fuel and begins to run at an overclock.

Considering Susanoo's nature as a heroic god who slayed the Yaki Orochi, Ascaron, who was the dragon-slaying sword, did not have any special restraint effect on him.

So, let's do the opposite.

In myths and legends, it is not always the heroes who succeed in conquering the dragon snake, sometimes they also die at the mouth of monsters, and even fall into evil dragons themselves due to bathing in dragon blood.

Li Wu exhaled a scorching breath that even caused pulsing sparks around him, and his eyes lit up with a dark red light like embers.

The top burns in pieces in the heat, revealing a bronzed pattern that seems to flow under the skin.

He raised the holy sword in his hand, and the originally docile weapon was now like a furious beast that had been stimulated and furious, like the magic spear of Cúthalin in Celtic mythology, growing a thorn-like barb, and even pierced deeply into the palm of his master.

The blood that burned directly in the air covered the bright silver greatsword like flowing magma, and forcibly stained it with dark red blood rust and reshaped it into another form.

Eventually, the blood-colored cross-sword spear was re-grasped in his hand.

And the tyrannical flames violently swept up from the wrist of the spear, and wrapped like silk around the arm upwards, spreading out behind the back, as if hunting and dancing a bright red cloak in the wind.

Feeling the sudden increase in the heavy mass of his body as if he had been stuffed into a mountain range, Li Wu declared in a loud voice:

"I swear that I will burn the enemy with the fire of heaven and make the sword soldiers move on the earth!"

It is no longer a guardian power born to resist great evil, but a violent force that has lowered its punishment and razed the city to the ground, and the reversed spirit has turned the power of nothingness into substance, pulling out the last restriction valve of the body.

"I see, you are an evil dragon!"

It was like the martial god of the old man saying the words that Li Wu was familiar with, and there was a subtle feeling of karma.

Susanoo took a step back, casually raised the Excalibur that was inserted into the ground in the excitement of the height, and once again swung a slash that went diagonally upwards from below!

In an instant, incandescent thunder lifted the entire surface of the stage, causing the magical creature to let out a trembling wail.

This is not a martial art honed by an individual as an imaginary enemy, but a wide-area destruction that shatters the earth and splits the sky, as if the power of nature were manifested!

Facing the slash that could almost be called a natural disaster, Li Wu raised the holy sword in his hand and slashed vertically towards the center of the arc-like sword ray.

Even though he had taken on a sword-like shape, he was better at swinging his sword than at spearmanship.

Following the bestial instinct that erupted from the burning blood, Li Wu roared and let out a battle cry.

The next moment, the collision of thunder and flame exploded at the top of the troposphere.

As the brutal slash hit the seemingly unstoppable sword pressure, the raging storm around it was halted or even dispersed, and the red waves of air rushed sideways like a tsunami, tearing open a huge hole in the blue clouds.

It was as if the thunder itself of Tianwei's incarnation had been cut off.

It was as if the sea had been parted in order to reach its destination, and the mortal who had done such an incredible thing had no intention of stopping, and raised the cross sword gun in his hand and unleashed a second slash that hit the point one after another.

The existence that could be called sword qi cracked through the center like fragile glass, as if it had gained new vitality, and the flames of wrath that pulsed with joy erupted into a tidal wave of light, crushing and blowing away between them.

They were in a position far below the clouds that had just been dispersed by the shock wave, and had crossed the stratosphere, which was relatively peaceful and stable, and the temperature in the vicinity should have begun to drop sharply to nearly minus 100 degrees.

But as the stage for the fierce battle between the two, it is as hot as a burning furnace.

As if omitting the action of retraction, Li Wu could only be seen repeatedly stabbing the blood-colored sword spear at high speed, and the impact set off completely dispersed the thin air, breaking the sword rays wrapped in the storm and thunder one by one.

As if he didn't need to breathe anymore, the constant heat in his body that was almost boiling pushed him to fight tirelessly and forever, and then take a step towards the enemy in front of him!

The moment he stepped forward, the cobweb-like cracks spread out on the clear water stage that had repaired himself again after being ravaged, and the figure that turned into a meteor crossed the sword circle of the fire and thunder that invaded the god, and raised a hideous blood-colored cross towards the upper right.

Then, Li Wu twisted his waist like a human spring on a tight clockwork, and unleashed a slash as if swinging a dragon's tail, slamming it into Susanoo.

The dragon-slayer's holy sword collided with the sky clouds again, and Susanoo, who parried the blow, leaned back slightly, and the metal under his feet cracked like mud, creating a huge pit.

Instead of retreating, he dragged the blade in his hand and rubbed an orange-yellow spark on the barbed cross-sword gun, took a step forward, and swung sideways at a cloudy sword strike.

Sensing the other party's intentions, Li Wu retreated backwards, pulled back Ascalon, which was longer than the enemy's sword, and blocked the cut that seemed to appear directly across the space at the critical position with the middle section.

He maintained this distance, swinging the pitch-black divine sword, and the blood-colored cross sword spear was like a dragon snake swimming in the depths of the sea, biting at Susanoo's heart again.

Susanoo, who had to return to a defensive stance, skillfully pressed his sword against the tip of the spear, and the electric light and the flames of the explosion fought and entangled with each other, but the next moment the sword and spear transformed into a red giant sword, and was held by both hands to provoke a violent oblique slash, and after the sword and sword intersected again, Li Wu suddenly retreated half a step, holding the end of the regrown holy spear and stabbing out continuously, setting off a ring of fire that spread in a ring.

Each blow would cause an atmospheric tremor, and each parry would set off a storm or summon thunder around the floating stage, and Li Wu, who launched an uninterrupted combo, was like sticking a sword and spear to the Tiancong Cloud Sword, not giving the opponent any respite.

If it weren't for the fact that the two didn't vent the aftermath of the floating platform under them out of some tacit understanding, I'm afraid that the battlefield itself would have collapsed long ago.

The shrill popping and whistling sounds gradually diminish as the altitude rises, and the temperature rises sharply due to the absorption of ultraviolet radiation, and the air even appears to be highly ionized.

And the looping "Innocent Starter" was not affected, which is outrageous.

"Singing and fighting, I seem to have understood the beauty of such behavior."

The god, who seemed to be gradually drawing closer to the youth, laughed wildly, as if he had forgotten the purpose of the battle and was simply intoxicated by it.

But it's a bit bad to comprehend.

Susanoo once again raised his sword to intersect with the crimson spear, reciting a new word.

"Rumors, songs, things that shake the earth and mountains will be destroyed—"

The sacred words transcend the limits of physical laws and resound in the sky with great grandeur.

At the same time, the Shimizu Stage that was launched completely turned into a meteor, shaking in the violently rubbing atmosphere because it was about to break away.

This should be a Jedi that would discourage any creature.

However, for both sides of the battle, it is not that they have to adapt to this heavenly hell, but that the environment is violently altered and reshaped.

Like the eye of a typhoon, the nearby atmosphere is drawn by the distortion of the power of the storm god, forming a huge white vortex over the country.

In the vortex, red and incandescent thunder can be faintly seen, as if returning to the ancient earth, waiting for the lightning to open up the cry of the first life.

Ordinary people look up at the vision of looking down on the earth like an eyeball, and think of the sudden flood disaster in Kyoto, and even the end of the world.

Those in the know waited with concern or anticipation for the final outcome of the battle.

As for the sides of the battle...... I'm afraid I didn't think about anything.

Except for the music as a magical effect and the words of the gods, the sound of swords and halberds and all other sounds had fallen silent.

The battlefield out of the outer atmosphere is constantly and constantly sailing through the pitch-black cosmos towards its intended destination.

With the blue planet as a backdrop, Susanoo recited the words that represented his heroic god, and Susanoo turned his jet-black blade to unleash his power to slay the dragon snake.

It was a different kind of sword technique than a map cannon that used thunder and storm as a sword swing, but a sword technique that brought monsters to an end and the earth to destroy itself.

In my current state, I'm sure I'll be hit hard.

If you are killed by a special attack after you blow up, you always feel that there will be a rather strong comedic effect.

The Kurigala sword has been withdrawn at the stage of liftoff, which means that the battle over there should be over, should this hole card be opened now?

Thoughts flashed quickly, and the proposal was rejected.

In this case, we must devote ourselves to the fight with all our whole body and soul-

Li Wu, who had turned into an evil dragon, showed a somewhat fierce smile, and the true red flames swirled around the end of the cross sword spear and tightened, forming a cone-shaped band of light.

Quickly stepped back to avoid the sword strike, and the holy spear behind his back stabbed out like a poisonous snake.

As if a silent thunderbolt fell, the flame that had shrunk to the limit condensed into a thick and twisted spiral at the tip of the spear, and turned into a red pillar of light rushing out at this moment.

I can shoot a cannon too!

Faced with a wedge of the cross that threatened to be nailed into the earth, Susanoo swung his sword to slash through the surging flames, but the raging crimson spirit still engulfed his body mercilessly, and easily leaped out of the edge of the Shimizu stage that stretched to the size of an island, leaving a blazing light in the universe.

Then, there is the second shot.

The same momentum, the same restrained red aurora swept like a dragon's breath, and was cut vertically by the prepared gods.

Then came the third, the fourth......

Steady and straightforward, the flat swords and guns were handed out one after another.

If there is a mountain in front of you, it will run through the rocks;

If there is an ocean ahead, evaporate the water;

As if it had become a reversal of the initial situation of the battle, Li Wu unleashed a force that could change the shape of the ground, while Susanoo tried to break through to him with a divine sword.

Eventually, the heavy mountain of swords and spears collided again, and the two sides that approached in silence turned into two warring phantoms as if in a pantomime, leaving the ground cavinating and crumbling as they went.

Attack, Block, Shoot Back.

Forgetting the purpose, ignoring the identity.

Everything but battle is impure.

It's like an ore that has been burned by a flame to remove impurities, and then forged into pure steel.

Why is there a text on the head of the enemy in front of me that disturbs the battle situation?

What the hell are these words?

Why stick to the concept of completion? Why does it manifest its power in the form of myths and legends?

The heat in his body burned away the cobwebs that were hidden in front of him, and the clear and transparent flames led him to a deeper level.

Although it was only for a moment, Li Wu did see it.

It is the network that underpins the operation of the world, rooted in every cultural concept, every collective or individual consciousness, behind every myth and folklore.

- It's crumbling.

However, before he could see clearly, the illusion of the rapid fall of reality was erased, and the desolate surface of the satellite was rapidly approaching.

Subsequently, the stage that fell from the sky caused a strong shock wave that lifted up the earthy yellow lunar soil.

"Even if the future is imprisoned, even if the future will disappear...... Turn the agreement between you and me into magic that will never change...... I will remember your words as clear as the wind, and call my name affectionately......"

The girl who stopped falling hummed softly as if the lyrics that seemed to suddenly ring in her ears, and sighed.

"It feels like something...... Dropped? ”

The background music program designed by the countermeasures bureau was really not strong enough, or the Shimizu Stage Demon Modification, which carried them all the way to fight, was already an incredibly solid artifact like the floor tiles of Liudong Temple, but in the end, it collapsed near the destination under overwhelming pressure.

However, for the two sides who were already immersed in the deathmatch, it was nothing more than a change of battlefield.

(End of chapter)