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"Why does that guy think he can be a hero after something like that?!"

【Want to crush that possibility? 】

【Then try to surpass me. 】

[If you cannot surpass the Emperor (Balance), you will decide that you cannot defeat yourself. ]

[Even a fight to the death with all your might is fine. 】

【It is also good to study hard and intelligently. 】

[Try wearing the armor created for transcendence. ]

【You don't have much time left.】

……

Moon Shadow Membrane Fang didn't understand what was going on.

Why did the tower disappear?

Why would a monster emitting a terrifying aura like that of the abyss come here?

Why is it that even though I already have unlimited power, I am still being trampled under the feet of the other party?

He raised his head desperately, trying to see the true face of the person inside through the other person's pale blue eye lenses.

This is the hope of the Empire of Japan! Do you know what you are doing?

If you kill me...if you kill the people here...the future of Japan will be--but it will be--

Purple-black spots of light floated out from Yueying Mofang's body and fell onto the Dark Emperor's Armor.

Yueying Moya was in a trance for a moment, and then realized something.

Why does this swelling occur?

Why are there so many complicated perspectives?

Where have all the pillars of the country around us gone?

Why did the monsters fall to the ground one after another, and the purple-black spots of light coming from their bodies fell on the armored man who was stepping on them and looked as noble as an emperor?

A monster with mirror-like armor on its chest fell down. The smooth mirror armor was facing Yueying Membrane Fang, allowing him to see his current appearance.

It has huge bright red compound eyes, gray-black insect wings on its back, and a body as plump and tender as a maggot, but with a disgusting yellow-green color.

what--

He remembered.

It turns out he was already dead.

In fact, he was dead a long time ago.

In his twentieth year of life, he was caught up in an explosion caused by a terrorist attack.

then……

Something that you absorb when you are born replaces you and then you "survive".

He followed his original wish to become prime minister and revive Japan.

And Lord Taowu only asked him to abandon his human body.

It's nothing.

Japan no longer has any native inhabitants or humans anymore, and for more than 20 years even the "children" that have just been born have been nothing more than infantile companions.

In this case, it seems that I have been preparing for... invasion all along?

Yueyingmoya figured everything out.

Really, in the end, we couldn’t even implement it.

He had no feeling of shame. Whether as a human or as a mutant, this man felt that he was not wrong.

Just kill me.

He looked at Yang Pojun, hoping to gain some final respect.

However, some connection told him that human decency had nothing to do with the Moon Shadow Fang.

It was as if he had received an imperial edict, or as if he had become a puppet.

The mutants stood up and formed a circle around the Dark Emperor.

They are dancing to celebrate the arrival of the ruler of the shadow world.

They are cheering, declaring war on the light.

They are roaring for their weak and useless kin.

The Dark Emperor raised his foot and stepped on the ground.

The overwhelming divine power completely destroyed the ability of the sword that was used to create an almost permanent fixed time and space on the entire floating island.

The floating island, no longer needed, fell.

The floating island, which is equivalent to the area of ​​three Maracanã stadiums, fell down, and gravity gave it a reasonable acceleration.

In this world, Newton can rest in peace in his urn without having to float out through the cracks to take care of things.

Because no matter how magical the magic is, there is no individual in the world today who can single-handedly stop this exaggerated floating island from falling through the Emperor's magnetic field's ability to control objects through the air.

……

"General! Look up there?!"

As his subordinates exclaimed, Xiu Denan, who was holding a cigarette, subconsciously looked up and saw the "justice" falling from the sky.

"Fuck, what the hell?!"

The shock made the cigarette in his mouth fall to the ground, and the sense of crisis caused by the crazy reaction made him activate the free method for communication.

"Everyone retreat! Return to Xingli Palace! An unavoidable and extremely powerful attack is coming!"

Colorful flames shot up into the sky, the free methods coordinated with each other, the strong led the weak, and moved quickly towards the direction of Xingli Palace.

Many of the Red World's followers have already seen the terrifying falling object, and while marveling at the might of their leader, they desperately tried to protect themselves.

"You actually used this method to capture the Four Evil Towers... You really found a reckless partner, leader."

On a high tower of the Xingli Palace, Bellpeol, who saw this scene from afar, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

[206] Emperor Yan (Thirteen)

Yang Pojun weakly supported himself on the ground and managed to stand up.

All around him, pure white magic stickers were floating in the air. There were so many of them that he had no interest in counting the specific numbers.

The dark blue magic box lay quietly on the ground, open.

The white magic stickers fell into the magic box one by one like young swallows returning to their nests. The magic stickers, which had obvious thickness, overlapped in space at the moment of overlap, without their thickness increasing even a little bit.

Yang Pojun was clear about this.

That is a superposition of two-dimensional seals, and can also be regarded as the use of space-time abilities.

However, the target of the ability is not himself, but the magic sealing box that was transformed from the tower.

Yang Pojun is very clear about the direct reason why he has become like this.

His own sword-cutting ability was triggered.

The sword-cutting ability called [Po Jun Xing Ming] would bring about a great crisis accompanied by great opportunities. The so-called crisis was undoubtedly the forced armor fusion that nearly killed him. As for the great opportunity... he would have an extra external magic-sealing box and a large number of supernatural beasts that he had the authority to control.

It is unknown what his mentality was, but the Shadow Emperor gave him a very direct way to use these white magic stickers - using the magic stickers as ritual tools to summon projections of supernatural beasts with only about 30% of their original combat power as auxiliary soldiers, and fully releasing the supernatural beasts but not guaranteeing accurate commands as high-level soldiers.

Strictly speaking, his current condition is the result of the exhaustion of his magic power and the indoctrination of his brain with knowledge.

The nature of magic in this world is closer to mental power, and if you overdraw it, you will pass out.

To put it simply, the principle of the ability to instill knowledge is to use intention to blast information directly into the brain. If the person is alive, the instillation is successful; if the person is dead, it is a mental attack.

It could be said to be a young lady getting into a bridal sedan - Yang Pojun's performance, which was the first time he experienced such a thing, was the result of his strong body.

However, the information that was bombarded into his brain was not just this, there was also a deep study of magic power and detailed insights into the process of many people breaking through and becoming demons.

If one wants to become a demon, one must train oneself to the extreme before one can touch a [door].

If you push open the [door], you will naturally become a demon. In other words, only by becoming a demon can you push open that door.

Speaking of training to the extreme, Yang Pojun believes that he has reached his limit now. He is also mentally recognized by the Shura Armor that requires the strongest energy to summon. In other words, he only needs an opportunity.

This opportunity can be an epiphany or the sublimation of skills, but most of the time it is a moment when one is on the verge of the limit in a fierce battle.

Do you want to fight Xiu Denan with your bare hands?

No, not enough.

He made a judgment without any reason.

Xiu Denan was stronger than he was without the Shura Armor, but that was all. The excitement he had felt when he first met him had long since faded. Unless the number of opponents like him reached three digits, Yang Pojun would no longer have any reaction.

Is there any... martial arts competition or something that would be held by hundreds of Red World Demon Kings? It would be best if they were all at the same level as Xiu Denan.

Thinking about something that he knew was impossible, Yang Pojun sighed and sat on the golden imperial horse from the side.

Stroking his mount with his slender and powerful hands, he began to complain in a reproachful tone.

"Really? What's wrong with you?"

"They actually lost to the evil forces so easily. The title of the highest fighting force in the Ming Realm is crying."

However, there is actually no such name.

Emperor Horse didn't move, so Yang Pojun continued to sit there, waiting for the condition to ease.

The Emperor of Light War Dragon is now also reflecting on whether his actions were wrong based on Yang Pojun's emotional fluctuations.

Human beings are creatures with their own rules and public rules. The latter are easy to understand, namely laws and social morals, while the former is probably a person's combination of three views and bottom line.

Thoughts cannot be expressed in words; they are more reflected in actions.

For example, as Yang Pojun's mentality changed from burning with rage to unbearable pain to calmness, the Emperor of Light War Dragon always thought that according to the example of most people in Yang Pojun's common sense, he should have some drastic words and deeds to relieve his pain and express his emotions.

The result is self-regulation.

Yang Pojun didn't do much about it.

So the Emperor of Light War Dragon still doesn't know if what he did is right or not—

About the fact that his dark self forced him to merge his armor.

Things like right and wrong should not be left to non-humans to judge, but should be defined by humans.

However, Yang Pojun's strong personal human supremacism has affected it, causing it to be in a state of mixture of divinity and humanity.

Under normal circumstances, the Emperor of Light Dragon would be responsible for helping Emperor Man maintain the [balance], and as his last line of defense, would prevent Emperor Man from losing himself.

Half of the fifteen former Emperors who suffered [real defeat] and became Shadow Emperors were defeated by their own armored beasts. Based on this alone, it may not be wrong to say that the Emperor War Dragon of Light is an execution tool exclusively used by Emperors.

But in the final analysis, it - or rather, their duty is to maintain the last guarantee of the bottom line of their summoners. Even if the Emperor of Light War Dragon with superfluous humanity may have troubled emotions, it will not affect what it does for Yang Pojun.

The [brain] that was completely out of specification started to work, and with the power that Yang Pojun half took and half borrowed from the sacrificial snake, he kneaded out a cup of hot cocoa. The Emperor War Dragon of Light made the cup of hot drink float in front of Yang Pojun's eyes.

"……Thanks."

I lowered my head and took a sip. The calories and sugar relieved the pain in my brain a little.

Yang Pojun began to think about whether there was any shortcut that could allow him to become a demon as quickly as possible.

He worked hard to sort out the information and finally came up with two possibilities.

One is to conquer a Four Evil Tower without using the Emperor Armor.

Although the Violent Tower looked very weak when seen for the first time, that was because their own defense mechanism would increase in strength according to the number of enemies. Just like this time, the Stubborn Tower regarded the hundreds of millions of supernatural beasts that were theoretically created by its power as enemies. If he did not use the power of the Shadow Emperor to take over the tower in the first place, a monster formed by the combination of magic stones and magic power would appear later.

Most of them are in the form of fantasy beasts, divine beasts and demonic beasts in human mythology. The dragon species that once ravaged demons, red world disciples and fire fog warriors are actually not alienated wild beasts, but semi-energy life forms constructed directly by combining magic power and magic stones based on their forms.

If you bring all the members of the masquerade party to the game, there will probably be a dozen or so of these guys that can solo the masquerade party.

Yang Pojun can try this method.

The second way is to participate in fighting competitions organized by humans.