"You seem to want me to do that."

The newly acquired text had been silent until it surfaced after communicating with the other party and being hand-picked as the Demon King, which made Li Wu have to wonder if Lilith had done something, so he never used it.

What's more, it's even more suspicious for her to put on such an expectant appearance now.

But in the current situation, it seems that they have fallen into a conspiracy.

Hoshikawa Aoi and the others didn't say it, they fell into a disadvantage just by fighting, and the picture displayed had already dissipated at this opportunity, and they didn't know the follow-up situation at all.

"After all, I'd like to see it, too."

The cloak behind Lilith's skirt was raised as she floated in the air, and without making a movement, a doubling number of black spheres appeared at her side like planets orbiting the stars.

"Saturation shelling."

The pitch-black points of light spread out like rapidly expanding miniature black holes, raining down a torrential rain on the ground.

Reminiscent of the sword of Damocles hanging high, the torrent of magic cannons shook the space around it, evoking a paralyzing sensation in the body before it could reach its body, similar to the premonition of danger that stands on end before a thunderstorm climbs up the spine.

It was as if the entire pure white space was about to be completely dyed black, and the shelling that made the air on the path wrinkle and twist like a wrinkle just by passing through the barren land in an instant, with no edge in sight.

Li Wu held up the blood-stained and thorny spear, and the shadows under his feet twisted into scales and wings, flowing blood in the shape of a cross.

"I'm going to break the rain!"

As he gradually became stronger, he used less and less self-fulfilling prophecy, which was activated with the chanting of the spirit of words, and blessed himself with the invisible power of the underworld.

The crimson flames deflected like black pillars of light that would never stop falling, as if evaporating raindrops and drying water, and those that could not resist were shattered and flown with swords and guns.

With the help of the power of prophecy, he seemed to have raised the attribute of "luck" up a few steps, and each bombardment smashed the attack from the sky just right, and even several shadowy rays passed through the mirror-like spatial boundary, and the magic cannons shot behind him and under him were miraculously staggered or dodged, becoming a meaningless sneak attack.

It was as if the heavy rain curtain that was impossible to dodge had been forcibly separated from the bottom up, and the non-physical flow of magic power was bounced off under the protection of the dragon slayer's body, and the Ascalon, which was delivered and waved at great speed, turned into a crimson meteor because of the light bands formed by the flowing fire, and the noise generated by the collision was like the sound of a cymbal and a gong, superimposed on each other.

However, this is not enough.

Although it is impossible to distinguish between the upper and lower in this pure white dimension, it is still as if the saturated shelling that connects the heavens and the earth does not stop, as if the source of power will not be exhausted.

There has to be a counterattack.

Holding the magic spear, which has been dubbed "Brionac", "Thunder Spear" and "Bombardment Five" in popular culture, the other free arm tightens like a wound bed crossbow, and the blazing white electric light wraps around the body of the spear, as if casting it as if it were all cast into thunder.

Extend your elbows back and bend them, then throw them like a spear.

In an instant, the air exploded in all directions, turning into a ring of shock waves and spreading, and the flash of light thrown at this moment dug upwards against the rain curtain formed by the magic cannon!

It was both the light of the sun and the thunder shining in the sky, as if reversing the image of a discharge common in storms, and the thunder spear rising from the ground cut through the turbidity-like dark pillar of light and swept past the left side of the body of the witch in the sky.

For the first time, the sound of rotten wood breaking was heard, as if an invisible blade had sliced through it, and large swaths of flesh fell along with pale bone stubble, and the magic cannon repetition with the momentum of washing the world ceased.

"Tsk."

Although he had achieved a lot of results, Li Wu still sighed irritably.

The pure white space that had just been torn open by him with all his might, and was about to fall, was gradually repairing back to its original appearance after this attack and defense.

"Pure white Eden is about to be repaired, and it seems that I am still taking advantage of this game."

Lilith hung down her half-sectional left arm softly, and her gorgeous dress was splashed with her own blood, looking terrifying, but she still didn't care, "Do you want to keep fighting?" As a teacher, I will definitely always be there for my lovely students. ”

"You know what? I've actually started to miss you as a bald middle-aged teacher, at least not as annoying as it is now. ”

Li Wu trash talk to Biao as he pulled out the Kuli Garo sword again.

"Huh? Didn't you say that the sword was useless to me? ”

Lilith said, "Don't try things that don't make sense. ”

"You're right, so I'm going to use it - let you see what you want to see."

The other party is currently showing the same type of spatial ability as Shiratori Maoi.,The ability to transform into a magical girl.,It's suspected that it can give itself immortality and super-fast regeneration of pure white space.。

Combined with what she said before, the Song Project is to cultivate the required spatial abilities, and at worst, it is speculated that the other party may have the power to imitate or copy the abilities of others.

But this time, his intuition did not produce the urge to hit the bull's-eye, Li Wu felt that this speculation was still some distance from the truth, not to mention that he really didn't have time to spend it with her anymore.

【Demon King (0% Completion)】

From the mirror that Lilith showed at the time, I could indeed see what she was talking about.

And there is only one ability.

"Deus ex machina, the power of the séance, the sudden use of a mechanism in ancient Greek drama to send actors playing gods to the stage, forcibly solve puzzles, and lead all stories to the end......"

If it is true that as Lilith said, he bears the fate of destroying all supernatural factors, and in the future, no matter whether it is mythical or magical girl vs. tentacle monster type of story, then it is really a proper ability.

"I've been waiting for a long time—"

Lilith's eyes flashed with joy, "In the face of a catastrophic threat of the level of 'World Collision', what kind of power will it open up to you?" ”

The previous violation of the feeling has finally been confirmed here.

If the reason for her troubles is that the reason of the world is about to collapse, and she doesn't want to fall victim to the destruction of the transcendent side of world consciousness, then there is really no incentive to summon the world of Rubicon again—unless her wish is for everyone to die together.

Now, this is more like a means of "intimidating" the world consciousness, and the real purpose is probably for the new abilities he has acquired, as she said.

Even if you guess it, you have to use it, this is the so-called yang scheme.

Then take a gamble and see if your plan that you don't know yet succeeds or if you die right here.

The black dragon wrapped around the sword let out a groan of pain, transformed into a different form by the heterogeneous force.

A sword weapon capable of severing the essence of all things seemed to work well with the new ability, and his instinct led him to do so, and rusty gears surfaced on the surface of the blade, recasting it into its old form, the blade lengthened and carved into a decaying hollow.

The cyan flames were extinguished, replaced by a declining breeze around the blade, and half of the space where he had started was replaced by a dilapidated stage made of countless moving gears.

That is the end of all legends and fantasy stories, the end of being drowned in the torrent of time, and the end of the gods and Buddhas helplessly forgotten.

Li Wu swung his hollowed-out blade forward.

(End of chapter)