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Chapter 460 A Brand New Power

Why aren't you dressed properly?

If a stranger saw Jagi for the first time, they would most likely have this question in their mind...

Of course, this is because he always wore a punk-style jacket with an open front, which was not much different from being shirtless, making him look eccentric...

But apart from that, his strong and muscular physique, his every move, his posture and shift of weight all give people the impression of a genuine strongman, so not many people would actually voice this question.

"Why aren't you dressed properly?"

As a being with its own consciousness, Shinigami Senkei had expressed his opinion on this matter, and his partner, Matoi Ryuko, after thinking for a while, gave a hesitant answer.

"Perhaps it's because... he's too strong..."

Yes, some might say that someone who can't even protect their own clothes can't be considered a strong person, but—

There are many types of strong individuals.

There are elegant, white-haired, Taoist-style, dashing, and otherworldly types who recite poems upon their entrance, but there are also muscular types like Beidou Ren, whose physique changes when they go all out, and who burst out of clothes and energy at the start of the game.

The former can determine the winner with a mere wave of their hand, and even their hairstyle cannot be messed up. But for the latter, in a battle of super-fast movement, in a death match where they are forced to exert all their strength and drain their brains, let alone spare the energy to protect their clothes, even their teeth and bones are weapons for fighting.

Amidst the brutal, beast-like carnage and the visceral violence of the fight, the "clothing-tearing" state is practically synonymous with the breaking of the seal, just like in the opening animation.

Given the Beidou Brothers' fighting frequency and the speed at which their clothes rip off, even if one day they walked the world dressed in animal skin coats like cavemen, no one would find it strange at all.

It's strange that they got so many identical clothes from somewhere!

However, if it is made of original combat life fibers, then the divine armor made from it should be able to withstand battles between strong individuals, right?

Therefore, everyone was naturally very curious about what answer Jia Ji, who had always been known for his terrible fashion sense, would give at this moment.

"No matter what, it couldn't be uglier than this one, right?"

"That's too absolute... I think, given his aesthetic sense, he might very well create some kind of superhero-style bodysuit and bell-bottoms, turning into an ultimate form that's neither human nor whale; the possibility of Ojaman is extremely slim..."

“Being naked with a robe would be better than this.”

"On the bright side, maybe I'll transform into an unknown costumed character?"

"A floral shirt that a friendly old man would wear!"

"Um... actually, the black suit and white shirt that Punisher Uroft wore was quite good-looking, and Stanbit's all-red British-style coat was also nice."

"No vests and capes, no vests and capes... just no vests and capes!"

Of course, no matter what they discuss or complain about now, they can't change the already created design of the divine garment and force it to be redesigned.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the most secret laboratory of the Instinct Word. The moment they stepped into the room, before they could react, they looked up and saw the divine robe floating in mid-air, shining with a special radiance under the lights.

They couldn't help but exclaim in unison.

"Wow..." xN
The first thing that catches everyone's eye is a lifelike, sinuous creature, its domineering and majestic body coiling around the front and back.
—【Roaring Dragon】

An indescribable, deep, piercing hum descended without warning, and the ferocious dragon head embroidered on its chest suddenly unleashed two tangible flames from its lively eyes, roaring at the crowd who saw its face.

"!"

The buzzing sound suddenly rose, turning into a shrill whistle that tore the heavens and earth apart. In everyone's eyes, countless golden divine lights gathered into thousands of powerful arrows, shooting out in all directions from the inside out. Fortunately, they were buried deep underground, otherwise half the sky would have been stained.

After an unknown amount of time, the light gradually faded, but in the next instant, dazzling stars appeared as if adorning the dragon's golden scales, while behind the dragon was a deep, magnificent purple, as if it were a dreamlike night sky.

“The stars in the northern sky, the constellations in the celestial sphere…” Yakumo Yukari exclaimed in surprise.

On this small divine garment, stars were arranged and outlined, with countless fine points of light, like stars scattered across the Milky Way. The stars circled around, and the vast starlight surged and turbulent, forming a magnificent star map.

With her keen eyesight, she could tell in an instant that all the constellations in the northern star field of the night sky were embroidered on it without missing a single one.

"Could it be that they plagiarized those two people's ideas?"

It's no wonder that Yukari Yakumo would think that way, since apart from Eirin Yagokoro and Modora, very few people would tattoo stars on their clothes. However, she quickly dismissed this idea, as even those two sages couldn't possibly go to such an extreme.

This is a Tang suit.

The collar is high and the front is open, without any pleats or folds. A row of seven grape-shaped buttons is sewn on the front placket, and there are slits on the left and right sides. The sleeves are flowing and unimaginably wide, as if they contain an endless sea of ​​stars.

Although it was just a piece of Tang clothing, the angry dragon was so domineering that it seemed to cover the heavens and the earth, sweep across the sky, and trembled violently as if it wanted to break free from the threads and fly out into the sky!

Using cosmic life as material, and with the world's number one sewing master, Wan Yishen, and hundreds of students specializing in sewing working tirelessly day and night, they created this masterpiece—the Divine Robe: Hokuto!
To master and subdue such an extravagant divine garment, one must be either exceptionally tall and strong to the point of being inhuman, or a spirited and arrogant hero. Otherwise, wearing it would only make one look out of place, dragging the sky and sweeping the earth, with the garment itself being completely obscured.

"This...this...this isn't right, is it?"

"How come you look so handsome?"

Everyone present, including the creator of the divine garment, was shaken and emotionally disturbed, their hearts filled with turmoil. They could no longer maintain their initial composure, but there was nothing they could do about it.

It's a bit too difficult for people to believe that this usually jovial and unconventional figure actually has such impeccable taste in clothing...

This person's style is completely different from ours! Just as everyone was stunned, the tall man appeared in front of them at some point, and with a casual reach, captured the roaring dragon, rendering it unable to move.

He took a deep breath, smiled, and shouted:
"—Humans soar through the heavens in their robes, divine beings wield the Big Dipper!!"

The Tang suit in his hand instantly expanded and disintegrated, turning into reddish-brown fibers that surrounded him, preventing outsiders from seeing what was happening inside. Orange-yellow mist surged like boiling water, and a ferocious dragon head suddenly tore through the mist barrier, swallowing it whole with its enormous maw.

The divine garment expanded and changed at an unbelievable speed, with thick life-force threads throbbing and twitching violently, wildly, ferociously, and coldly...

A chilling crimson light, the life force that was on the verge of death, the ferocious cosmic monster, revived the moment it came into contact with the human's nerve currents, and transformed into a colossal creature at an unbelievable speed!

As if taking root in the human body, it sprouted and grew rapidly. A howling wind roared, and blood-red life-forces with a diameter of over one meter, like tentacles, were rampaging through the laboratory, devouring everything visible to the naked eye.

"Aieeee... what should we do?"

While the rampaging divine garment was nothing to the girls with extraordinary powers, it could crush ordinary researchers on the spot with just a light touch.

At its peak, in its full form, this life form, capable of swallowing an entire planet whole, encountered such a vast and unfathomable electrical current for the first time, and immediately began to greedily absorb it.

The wind pressure stirred up by the battle of life surged, the hard ground trembled and cracked open with huge fissures, as if the whole world was shaking, and the crushing force and immense power, enough to smash steel into powder, spewed out in all directions like the angry breath of a monster.

As the tailors of the Instinct word were about to be swept into this bloody ocean and turned into unconscious batteries, the creator of this divine garment, Chan Yishen, fearlessly threw his head back and laughed.

"Hahaha, this is my masterpiece! You ate it, you ate it, Jacques, how do you feel?!"

His eyes were filled with fanaticism.

For a divine garment to recognize its master, it is not a simple matter. Apart from those whose blood is created using Ryuko Matoi's DNA, anyone else who wants to subdue the divine garment must have the power to bear it.

Even the current Satsuki Kiryuin could no longer withstand it, and the divine robe made of this highest-grade material was something that even the deceased Luo Xiao might not be able to wear and make submit to.

Despite his best efforts, he only managed a very rough finish, barely managing to sew out the outline of the divine garment. As for the wildness and spiritual impact it contained, he had absolutely no way to capture it.

During the sewing process, he even discovered that the dormant primal combat life fibers seemed to be spontaneously transforming into this form, and his hands were merely tools forced to move, enabling this process.

Crimson red, turning everything that dared to approach into dust, a satisfied voice rang out from the life-force storm:
"Perfect!"

——Boom!
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
A shrill whistling sound swept through everyone's eardrums, accompanied by a piercing friction sound, like the impact of steel against steel, the silent wailing of hundreds and thousands of violent life-forces. And then... contraction!
As if being dragged from behind by something terrifying and enormous with unparalleled force, the divine robe, which had already swelled up completely, began to shrink uncontrollably.

The aura of the heavens merged with the light, soaring into the sky, piercing through the ceiling above, and reaching the heavens. The seven stars lit up one after another, like a long dragon flying. Those were the stars that govern killing and are boundless in their ferocity—the Big Dipper!
Beidou is doomed!

Roar! ! ! ! !
A roar like a dragon's howl erupted once more, but this time, no matter how it struggled, it was suppressed by pure, savage power. It could only tremble as it gradually transformed from a blurry, angry monster back into its original form, obediently draped over the person's body, existing as a well-fitting garment.

The witnesses were not surprised by this outcome at all. Did she really think she could resist that person with just a piece of clothing?

Opinions on this matter were divided, with one side expressing genuine admiration: "Wow, Jagi is so stylish!"

The other side, looking like a defeated dog, exclaimed in disbelief, "Ugh—I actually lost to him."

Clearly, at this moment, his fashion sense completely surpassed that of Yakumo Yukari, Tokisaki Kurumi, Esdeath... leaving everyone with no choice but to admit defeat...

Jagi burst into laughter, a kind of magnanimity that no one had ever seen on his face before. It was an arrogant disdain for the world and a disregard for heroes. His solid muscles stretched his clothes to the point of almost tearing them, making him as imposing as a towering mountain range.

A powerful and invisible aura suddenly spread out with his wild laughter, like an incomparably vast and boundless expanse, encompassing everything, including all things in heaven and earth, all living beings and phenomena, within his heart.

At this moment, one might actually think that the man in front of them, dressed in a dark purple wide-sleeved Tang suit embroidered with dragons and stars, is a good man, upright and honorable, a true hero.

However, this divine garment, so smooth that it could be called "seamless," was not damaged in the slightest even after its struggle with him, demonstrating its remarkable toughness.

Coming to my senses, I heard someone whisper in the crowd, their tone full of disbelief:
"They definitely copied someone's design!"

"Ah!"

Jia Ji ignored her, clapped his hands, and sneered, "What a load of bull! Have you even worn it? It's called the Seven Star Armor, the Big Dipper Divine Robe! You can't have it, so you're slandering me? How shameful!"

Indeed, that is the case. Of course, he couldn't have designed such a divine garment out of thin air; there was a reference point for it—

One of the inheritors of the strongest assassination fist, the strongest man in the thousand-year history of Hokuto Shinken, the sixty-second generation successor, the 'King of Hell' who dominated Shanghai, the Fist of the Azure Sky who nipped nuclear war in the bud a hundred years ahead of schedule, his uncle

—Kenjiro Kasumi!
That tall and strong man, as imposing as the heavens, carried the weight of an entire era on his shoulders.

The girls, who had never seen him before, or even heard of his name, inexplicably pictured the man in their minds, and then…

Gradually, he merged with the man in front of him, whose body exuded the might of the sky!

Why did he choose this outfit, the one worn by the man most respected by his master Longquan, as the prototype for his divine garment?

—Because of a certain girl.

After scanning around, apart from Kanade and Nagato Yuki who were unable to move easily, almost everyone else had arrived.

The reason I used the word "almost" is because one person is still missing.

That was a girl named Yamoto Koki.

(End of this chapter)