I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Elunere remained silent, her eyes slightly narrowed as she watched Modoro's Night Walk, sensing the lingering aura around her, and naturally understood what he meant.

The person who left the deepest and most unforgettable impression on Elunere, besides Reinhardt, was Mikado Ryumei, who had entered the parallel node before this place.

The two can be described as opposites attracting, and likes repelling.

They can sense the same desires from each other, but Mikado Ryumei and Elunere are fundamentally different.

The former has 'happiness' and 'contentment' to speak of, while the latter is always burning eternally, yet can never catch up with what it wants.

It is this difference that creates a deep sense of estrangement between two people who are so similar, like looking in a mirror.

If Mikado Ryūmei doesn't want to see Elunere, then what are Elunere's feelings towards her?

If he wanted to, he could immediately enter the parallel phase node.

When countless viewers looked at Elunere at this moment and thought of Mikado Ryūmei's appearance before, they felt that apart from the slight differences in hair color and facial features, the two were almost like looking in a mirror.

There was a similar example before, Keishiro Oozuki, who was like Wilhelm. Although it felt strange, I didn't think much of it.

Now another case has appeared, which... seems to be beyond explanation as a coincidence.

"...Parallelism theory, that's probably it. Is that snake somewhere watching everything and laughing?"

With a deathly pale and gloomy face that remained completely expressionless, Michelle feigned a hint of anger as she recounted the horror drama that had been controlled and manipulated in a low voice.

He had also met some members of Matilda's faction; the connection between Ominous Moon Knight and the Grand Duke was far too obvious.

One instance might be described as a coincidence, but the appearance of a plural instance cannot be denied.

That Mikado Ryūmei, in a sense, is also Eluneore; the two are similar yet different.

"Ah, I understand how you feel, Makina. That guy just loves watching this kind of farce, doesn't he?"

Elunere raised her hand and took the cigarette from the corner of her mouth, her eyes turning cold and a sinister sneer appearing on her lips. She said with a look of utter disdain:

"Lord Heydrich is good in every way, but it's infuriating and annoying that he gets along so well with that guy!"

She's not stupid; no matter how much you refute Makina's conclusions, they're probably correct.

As for why the two, who are the same person, are so different, who knows how much that stinky snake secretly manipulated things (Mercury silently looked at his best friend Lei Zhe, indicating that he didn't want to take the blame for this).

"The parallel world theory, huh? That makes sense. Although you two are different, your personalities are like mirror images of each other."

While Modoro maintained an elegant and composed smile on the surface, he was equally displeased inside.

The feeling of being manipulated and controlled is something no one would enjoy experiencing.

Was everything planned? From the past to the present...?

Anyone who isn't an idiot will eventually discover clues that are impossible to ignore if they think about it more carefully.

"Hmph! So you're the Nightwalker, are you? This is the second time I've experienced this, you dead man."

The red-haired woman, Elunere, exuding a demonic, scorching aura, sneered as she stared at Modoro Nightwalker with icy eyes.

She could not tolerate the other party's provocative act of attempting to disrupt the transmutation array.

A crimson magic circle appeared behind them, and from within it emerged a massive cannon. The Dora Train Cannon burned with crimson flames, its muzzle aimed directly at the enemy.

It devours all things in the world, and the inescapable, sure-hit magic bullet roars out.

"go to hell!"

The crimson flames burst forth, bursting directly from the cannon barrel, their attack range encompassing the entire world—transforming the world into the cannon barrel, trapping the enemy inside, with no way to escape.

However, Modoro never intended to escape in the first place.

Ugh, it's really frustrating, but that's the feeling, like hovering on the edge of death...

He was intoxicated by the scorching winds of death, but his gaze was always fixed on Michel, who exuded a strong aura of death.

The other person gave him the feeling that death was inevitable!

But it also gave Modoro the feeling of the final, enormous door before the end of his night journey, and that nauseating sense of dread told him:

Everything you want can be found in him.

Dissatisfaction and excitement—this contradictory feeling twisted Modoro's mood.

This feeling of being manipulated and controlled, this fervent sense of impending achievement, has created everything at this moment.

But nothing else matters anymore. Once he achieves his goal through his night travels, he will surely settle accounts with everything.

Manipulating him during his Night Journey will come at a price!

P.S.: Happy New Year! Before the sixth day of the environment, Nightwalker is actually Reiji's creation. After the fifth day of the world following the change of the throne, there will be a scene where Nightwalker sinks into the throne and sees himself fighting with San (laughs #).

Lei Zhe: How did the shit get here...cough cough, I got carried away...

Night Walker: K sa ma (you fucking bastard)!!! !!! !!! !

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Chapter Ninety-Nine: Divine Mantra and Divine Power—Mahakara, the Great Ruler!

The perspective shifts again, returning to the ultimate battlefield where martial gods clash.

"pound---!"

The deafening sound of crushing spread to the very beginning of time, and the boundless ocean of the universe roared and shattered.

A sword light can be seen traveling against the flow of time, severing everything that has developed into this world!

Let the entire universe be erased from its very beginning, let it be broken, fractured, and finally reduced to nothingness.

However, this power has become commonplace. That's right, the terrifying power that used to require all-out effort to unleash can now be delivered with just a casual basic attack.

Power, divine might, and Tai Chi values ​​are constantly being refined and clashed as the intensity of the battle increases.

I want to kill, I want to be the best version of myself, I want to give it my all.

Their mutual desires cannot be fulfilled by one person alone, so they need each other's enemies and rivals.

Otherwise, one would have no reason to exist.

"Boom—!"

Three people? No, not counting the infinite number of Zizhi's selves, it's more accurate to say that five people are fighting each other, and the intensity of their battle has reached a terrifying level that is beyond words.

Sojiro and Shiori had no other thoughts; at this moment, they were focused, quick, skillful, and immersed in their desire for the principles of sword and mirage.

Responding to each of Nanami's terrifying attacks, which were all at their absolute limit, he clashed with the two terrifying war gods.

Blades danced wildly, blazing sun and mirages swirled, fists cleaved the heavens and earth—the five figures, like the most dazzling fireworks, burst forth with their own miracles.

"Haaah—!!!"

Accompanied by the roar of the divine sword, Soujiro is the most powerful god of seeking the truth, and every strike he has delivered has severed countless universes since then.

As the battle intensifies, their battlefields transform into another dimensional world with each shattered world.

No one cared what kind of world this was, nor did they care how the aftershocks of their battle would affect this place; their only focus was defeating, conquering, and overcoming the enemy before them!

In the final battle, with nothing held back, Soujiro and Shiori fought with everything they had, not knowing if it was the last round.

By squeezing out more energy and extracting more potential to transform into power, Soujiro and Shiori entered the Taiji Realm and became the Gods of Seeking the Way. They pushed this terrifying realm, which could be described as "heaven," to its absolute limit in battle!

Meanwhile, Nanami's face no longer held any calm or boredom; instead, she displayed a sense of exhilaration in battle, pushing the two war gods to their absolute limits in a fight that defied description!

"BOOM ...

Without uttering a single word or engaging in any fancy actions, they used the most primitive human hands and feet and cold weapons to create a world-shaking fist power between their seven fingers and five fists, causing the heavens and earth to be rebuilt, shattering the chaos and dividing yin and yang to define the five elements.

Maha Wheel-Turning Fist, Karma Wheel-Turning Fist, Maha Demon-Subduing Pestle...

It surpasses light by countless times, is free from the constraints of the laws and rules of cosmic physics, and unleashes a series of astonishing attacks in a time span that is less than a Planck's time.

"Decapitation Hurricane—"

"Dharani Peacock King—"

Similarly, in response to the combined ultimate killing moves, Soujiro's strikes are guaranteed to hit, and Shiori's power opens up possibilities for miracles.

The former, once drawn, is a demonic sword that disregards common sense. It is the manifestation that Soujiro desperately desires, eliminating the deviation from this phenomenon. No matter how the opponent resists or deflects the blade, something will definitely be cut.

The latter, Shiori, is no match for Soujiro in terms of absolute attack power, so she must assist the opponent in terms of output, making the opponent's sword more ferocious, more powerful, and stronger!

"Zheng————"

Amidst the burst of unparalleled brilliance, time and space were shattered, and the boundaries of dimensional space were ravaged into nothingness. The bizarre and fantastical scenes from this world within the battlefield, as well as the adjacent other worlds beyond, flashed by rapidly like a revolving lantern.

Then... cut it all off, pulverize it, and destroy it!

The world is being destroyed, the universe is evaporating, and the framework of the multiverse is collapsing.

No one cared that, watching Nanami surrounded by two powerful war gods, Soujiro and Shiori were, to some extent, fascinated and indulging in each other's 'pleasure'.

“Guhahahahahaha, ahahahahaha—” X2.

Laughing heartily and with boundless joy, Soujiro and Shiori were extremely happy at this moment, and the increasing injuries on their bodies could not stop their joy.

The look in Nanami's eyes was not hostile, but filled with joy and happiness.

As expected of the other party, they are truly amazing. I have become stronger now, yet I still haven't been able to truly touch them.

Can the opponent become stronger and faster? Can I become stronger and faster?

They are all so sweet.

Their strength increased dramatically during this battle, far exceeding the speed at which they cultivated.

At this moment, the sweet feeling is even more blissful than being in love.

Praising the enemy's strength, ultimate realm, and divine technology, and gazing at the unparalleled martial might of Nanami, who displayed the duality of war godhood, it was as if he felt love.

Their eyes welled up with tears of excitement, and Sojiro and Shiori prayed that this moment could last forever.

From birth to now, no battle has been more supreme than this one.

"That's good, that's fine, please continue your attack without hesitation!"

Laughing and roaring, Soujiro's face was filled with fanaticism and joy. The sword in his hand transformed into a dazzling meteor that cleaved the heavens and earth. He happily exclaimed:

"Look, the sword is even sharper than before! I'm mesmerized! I can't stop! Ahhh... this moment is just amazing."

He enjoys the fact that he is constantly becoming stronger, rejoices in the fact that they are constantly becoming sharper, and the fact that he cannot see the end of the other's journey excites him even more.