I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

In the last revolving door of his life, Lord Absolon still recalled the unbearable past.

"Silver Demon", a human being who should be humble and insignificant, can turn Lord Demon Dragon's 3000 years into darkness.

That's right...

That day.

That day—it was almost the same as today 3000 years later!

A human with silver hair and golden eyes walked slowly.

The human body is indistinguishable and insignificant in front of the god-species dragon, as if it can be slapped into a meat paste with just a random slap.

However, I don't know why.

The black dragon in the memory didn't know what was going to happen, but subconsciously flinched, still speaking loudly.

— Ignorant human beings!Are you trying to kill yourself!

The current black dragon has just been revived, and the magic power around him has not dissipated. Logically speaking, it should be more imposing.

however.

"Hey, Long, who do you want to tear into pieces?"

"No—no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! My lord, I didn't expect that in the past 3000 years, I would still be honored to meet you——"

"But looking at you, it seems that you don't want to see me at all?"

"No no no no no no no no no, I mean, I really want to see you again! I must regard you as my master, and I will be at your service from now on..."

"There is no need for dispatch."

"?!"

It has become shorter than it was 3000 years ago...ah no, the silver-haired demon who is more condensed into essence has not changed at all.

Every time he took a step, Absolun's back would hurt, as if his spine had been broken.

Every time he raised his hand, Absolen's head would ache, as if the ice spear from the nightmare had already pierced his head.

The huge wings also ached for a while, as if they were torn from the root in the next second, and they no longer belonged to it.

He speaks again...

A bone-piercing chill emerged, rushing straight from the dragon's head to the base of the dragon's tail.

The "silver-haired devil" who has become more "condensed": "First of all, even if I want to recruit a younger brother, I won't hire you who are so ugly and look at dirty eyes."

Abu Sauron (traumatized): "Ugh!"

"Secondly, what were you doing before I came out?"

The "silver-haired devil" didn't ignore his friend who was trapped at first glance.

Even if your friend seems to be in good spirits, it doesn't seem like a serious problem.

However, the meaning is different.

Some things cannot be judged by the success or failure of the results.Even if there is only this intention, it will inevitably bear the due price.

So, he said: "Dare to hurt my friend, you guy—"

"It's. It's. It's looking for death!"

Abu Sauron: "...Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Oh!

After the sacrificial ceremony was over, the light of the magic circle dimmed, but a new dazzling light suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The sound of "呲啦" came from the dragon's tail that was instantly nailed to the ground by the ice cone, and the dragon's scales, which were as hard as black iron, shattered in an uproar.

The one who lit the lamp was the esper boy who came with the silver-haired boy.

Leaving the territory of the Egyptian gods, Saiki Kusuo's superpowers finally returned to normal. At this time, he can speak fast, "I don't know if it's comfortable for you violent people to fight in a dark place." Lighting is provided manually.

"Finally—I don't know why, but I think you are especially upset."

This is the slightly pondering sound made by the silver-haired boy when he stepped the huge dragon head into the ground.

too weird.

He felt that the movements of grabbing, throwing, stepping, and stepping were very familiar.

It seems that a long time ago, he followed the same steps and did it one by one.

Oh.

As if "he" really did it.

Whether or not the same dragon was slaughtered thousands of years ago is not important to Eric, anyway, there is only one end to anger him.

After going around and around, Lord Abu Sauron, the magic dragon, still failed to escape from the hands of the "Silver Demon".

The specific process of the silver demon slaughtering the poor dragon is full of blood, so I won't elaborate here.

There are also many minors at the scene.

3000 years ago, the only one who watched poor Lord Abu Sauron being [Mosaic] was the cunning, hateful, and damned white-haired nightmare.

White-haired Nightmare watched the whole process of the silver-haired hero saving Nightmare, and the temperament of the whole Nightmare became different. It seemed that the pink bubbles of disgusting dead dragons had been added, and the purple eyes would light up.

After 3000 years, the number of onlookers actually expanded.

Although the pink aura of the disgusting dragon did not reappear, the bald man who was used as a sacrifice stood alive and kicked aside, watching the battle with his chin in his hands, quite disrespectful to the dragon.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by bursts of toothache background sounds, blood was splashed on the spot, and it seemed that a lot of blood splashed far away and landed at the feet of the onlookers.

Saiki Kusuo is the only one who can compare calmness with Saitama.

People with superpowers think this scene is very eye-catching, and it is still not suitable for junior high school students to watch.

However, after thinking about it, he was forced to watch the "adult world" which is even more unsuitable for junior high school students.

only.

Silently stretched out the hand trying to cover the youth's pure eyes, but was pulled down by the youth himself excitedly.

Jin: "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, brother is so handsome!!!"

It's that simple to be sure to pursue a big brother.

Watching him kill a dragon is enough.

"That's a dragon? It's amazing! It's the first time I've seen it! It doesn't seem to be the same as the dragons in our mainland. Can you get closer and study it?"

Questions popped up one after another and couldn't stop. The golden boy, who was not intimidated by the blood at all, still shouted passionately: "Brother Eric! Can you leave a piece for me to study!"

"..."

In stark contrast to Kim, stood Saitama's side, the boy duo fell into dead silence.

The pampered Atobe uncle covered his mouth.

The exposed half of his face was inexplicably darkened, and he expressed his rich heart at this time through his eyebrows twitched into a ball.

There is no doubt about it.

Today must be the most impressive and unforgettable day in Keigo Atobe's life.

That day, the kidnapper's car hit him head-on. It turned out that it wasn't just Superman, there was also an evil star!

He was inexplicably glad that the first thing the car bumped into was a super human with a good temper, instead of looking at the small reality of the person—vomit!

"Ah, um, uh...as long as the matter can be resolved smoothly, haha, hahaha."

The detective seemed normal, but when he listened carefully, his tone was hard to conceal.

"Kid... cover your eyes."

"It's okay, big brother Atobe, but you, it's better not to read it."

"No—my uncle just wants to see clearly! In this world, what can be magically turned into... Pfft!"

Atobe Keigo is destined to have such a catastrophe, and how much tenacious and unyielding spirit is needed to support him to overcome this difficulty, so I won't mention it here for the time being.

Akashi Seijuro, who has not yet woken up from a coma, seems to have become the luckiest person at the moment by accident.

……

very noisy.

Consciousness floats up and down in the dark world, without light.

He vaguely felt that he had been floating in the empty space for quite a long time, what happened around him, and what changes occurred, for him who was half awake, he didn't know anything.

Wait until this time.

It seemed that some noise penetrated the wall of the void space and fell into the ears of the still comatose red-haired boy.

At that moment, Akashi Seijuro hadn't opened his eyes yet.

He vaguely had the illusion that this was another "he" sleeping in his body talking to him.

He has always known "him" exists.

Unable to control.

Can not change.

Nor does he intend to change.

Because, in everything, he made the right decision.

Victory is everything, so everything about him is also correct.

...What happened that was out of control?

The teenager whose consciousness is not yet clear can't remember.

Slowly remembering, it seems that a little light is cast on the top of the head.

With this light, Akashi Seijuro's memory of reality began to gradually wake up.

The first to return was the cruise ship.

A broken cruise ship, icy waters, darkness, darkness, mysterious and incredible islands, and...

"..."

"!!!"

The sleeping emperor woke up.

It turned out that he encountered all kinds of strange events beyond imagination.

Not only that, but a creature of unknown origin occupied his body, controlled him, and did a series of crazy things!

Whether it is a strange event or being manipulated by a creature, the emperor absolutely cannot bear it.

When he woke up, his rationality was not disturbed at all, but his anger was real.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

A strange light flickered through the red-haired boy's different pupils, which was both cold and arrogant, and also an astonishing deterrent that people could not violate.

His line of sight is like this, straight forward...

"Snapped."

"..."

"Who said this kid is fine? Look, isn't the eyeball still changing color?"

Akashi·Double Personality·Emperor·Seijuro (eyes wide open as if he was greatly shocked): "..."

Snapped.

Just sitting up, he was slapped on the face by a bloody man squatting in front of him.

As expected of Emperor Akashi.

To be able to face the most terrifying existence here with one glance, but still keep his expression from collapsing, that is to say, his soul was shocked.

The blood man... No, it was just Eric, who was stained with dragon's blood, observing.

He thought that the little devil's head bent over by the dragon had some troublesome sequelae, otherwise why would his eyes still look weird?

Take a shot, if you don't wake up the little ghost, then take another shot, or not?Come on again.

"I don't think this can be solved by smearing blood on someone's face."

Saiki Kusuo finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Eric: "What!"

Ok.

In fact, Eric is really not good at solving the sequelae of bending over.

But he thought, isn't the red-haired kid's frightened look on his face (he didn't think he was frightened at all), isn't it a sign of a lost soul?

"This method is too violent."

"I didn't do anything to him!"

"But, you wiped all the dragon's blood on Akashi's innocent face."

Eric: "..."

I was dumbfounded.

Just when Eric seemed a little embarrassed and was about to speak again, he stumbled across something, and his momentum suddenly rose again: "See for yourself, I didn't mess around. Isn't this already working!"

Akashi Seijuro whose eyes seemed to fade suddenly: "..."

"You're already awake. Hey, kid, is there something wrong?"

Akashi Seijuro, who found the corpse of the dragon that was still about to make a mosaic in the distance: "..."

"No way, why..."

"—Wait! The dragon is alive again!"

Jin, who was squatting next to the "body" of Lord Abu Sauron, suddenly shouted.

However, just when the word "wait" rang out, a freshly crafted ice gun flew over and killed the dying dragon with a single shot.

Eric didn't even look back then.

Raise your hand, turn your wrist slightly, condense the ice, and swing your arm at will - as smooth and natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, and even bring out an extremely confident and proud posture.

"Tsk."

Leaving Akashi Seijuro behind for the time being, the silver-haired boy stood up and looked back slowly.

No matter how ups and downs they felt when they witnessed the tragic scene before, at this moment, the eyes of the teenagers could not help but focus on him, and the one who just woke up was no exception.

Don't know what he's going to do.

Don't know what he's going to do.

Looking at it, I couldn't move it away for a while, and my heart tightened inexplicably.

"In that case..."

Standing proudly, the silver-haired boy's eyes were indifferent, revealing endless majesty.

He said: "You..."

Everyone (inexplicably expecting): "Huh?"

"Aren't you—are you hungry?"

"Hungry...huh???"

Eric was quite satisfied: "Just be hungry."

"Here, the tail stub I deliberately left over there."

He swallowed every word, and said something that shocked everyone: "It's roasted and eaten. According to my experience, I don't know where it came from, that piece of meat is very delicious when roasted."

"..."

demon.

As expected of a terrifying man who could become a dragon's nightmare!

then.

When the day ended.

The last time the group stayed on the island was to get together and roast a fresh and delicious dragon tail.

……

"It's really delicious."