Zongman, starting from the invasion of the Red World Demon King

She stood up in this crisis, which had nothing to do with her, not to protect the adults, but to protect the children, that's all! The reason was surprisingly simple.

People were also stunned.

But then—they seemed to understand. It was a heart that had long been utterly disappointed with the world and adults. But even so…

This artist who called himself the eccentric of the future, this teenager named Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, could still explode in such terrible rage at those who bullied children!

What does a child mean to him?

Or what do children mean to these artistic heroes?

And what about the adults? What do they do when the crisis hits?

Think about it carefully... It was fear, it was escape, it was hysteria! Even at the beginning, when I didn't know Mozart's identity, I vented my negative emotions to the child-like person!

Now he is even more shameless, forgetting the ugly behavior of himself and others before, and instead regards him as the only savior?

For a moment, an immense feeling of shame washed over many people's chests.

On the other side, Emperor Snakemon: Wait, didn't Mozartmon just say it was [Garbled 栮哟珊吾齐(九)6傘]?

Trash? Even if the opponent was an Ultimate Form, he couldn't insult it like that. It was one of the Twelve Divine Generals under the Four Sacred Beasts! How could the opponent treat him with such contempt?

For a moment, anger and humiliation overwhelmed the last bit of vigilance - he attacked directly!

"Garbage? I'm going to tear you to pieces! Wolfgang Amadeus Mozartmon!!!" It was rare that Kingsnakemon actually remembered such a long list of powerful names.

With a loud bang, the royal snake beast suddenly attacked, crawled out of the tunnel and rushed towards the young Mozart.

The young Mozart, who had been deliberately stalling for time, had already accumulated a large amount of magic power and secretly arranged various movements. He reacted very quickly, immediately took out his baton and played the beautiful Requiem! I've been guarding against you for a long time!

Buzz buzz buzz, ding ding dong dong——!

Countless harmonious voices sounded at the same time, playing a grand orchestral symphony!

Caught off guard, the King Snake Beast absorbed all the sound waves head-on, and its entire body flipped over under the impact.

Although King Snakemon is a complete form, it was killed by the three mature forms of the protagonist group in the third part.

Even though the mature Digimon of the protagonists are generally much stronger than those of normal Digimon, it is really embarrassing for a perfect Digimon to be killed by the mature ones. In addition, Kingdramon himself is injured, and his combat power is actually far less terrifying than the young Mozart expected. It cannot be compared with a perfect Digimon like Machine Tyrannosaurus equipped with a nuclear warhead!

Boom~! ! !

The entire subway station shook violently, as if a dragon had turned over. The people in the city on the ground were all unsteady on their feet, looking down at the ground in shock and confusion, not knowing what was happening.

"Krisha, the treasure of light!" The King Snakemon, whose attack was blocked, fell into an increasingly violent state and directly used its own ultimate move. It raised its head and ejected a treasure like a spear from its mouth, heading towards the young Mozart.

At this time, the young Mozart's posture and stance also changed. In the previous attack, in order to protect the children from the huge body of the Royal Snake Beast, he had just landed with the children in an open space. Faced with the direct attack of the Complete Form's ultimate move, the children shouted worriedly: "Brother Mozart, get out of the way!"

"No, it's too late--!!" The young Mozart's expression became more serious than ever, staring at the flying Hokoro.

"Haydn String Quartet——!!!" Countless golden music pieces written on five-line musical notations flew out and blocked in front of him. It was an acknowledgement of the achievements of his great mentor, his pioneer. It was a condensed silhouette of his happy childhood, which took him as his guiding goal, and the two years that made him feel happy from the bottom of his heart, transformed into music.

Digimon's attacks have always been simple and direct. Before evolving to Ultimate Form, most Digimon only have one monotonous special move, and no other special attacks that are very easy to dodge...

However……--

Although he didn't look back, the young Mozart could feel the faint breathing sounds and the pairs of eyes filled with genuine worry behind him.

There is not so much intrigue in the children's world. They know clearly who saved them, and they only have longing and worry for Mozart who stood up like a hero at the critical moment.

They may not know Mozart as well as adults, but they have simpler and more sincere hearts than adults.

and so--

Puff--~!!! Blood exploded...

Although I tried my best to block it, the ultimate move of the perfect form, no matter how weak it is, is still the perfect form.

Faced with the weapon that easily tore apart his proud circle of defense of the movement, at the critical moment, the young Mozart chose to use his own flesh and blood as the second line of defense.

Chapter 22 Beasts who do not know what love is, listen to this requiem of death!

Held in the arms of the young Mozart, he was so thin, not much older than the children, and even had an equally small figure, but at this moment he was like an insurmountable mountain, with his arms open to protect the children tightly.

Blood dripped onto the children's faces, some confused and some dazed, puff!

Although he tried his best to hold it back, the blood that spurted out of the young Mozart's mouth still dyed the hair of the little girl in his arms red.

Ah, the bright red color——it's exactly the same color as that girl with flaming hair and dazzling eyes.

He was clearly planning to help, but ended up getting himself into such a difficult and crisis situation.

How stupid—my body actually moved on its own.

"Ahem... I'm okay... right?" He forced a pale smile, a gentle smile stained with blood. The brilliance of this little musical genius was probably enough for these children to remember for a lifetime.

Some people are so gorgeous that you can never forget them after seeing them once, and you may even regret it for the rest of your life.

For these tiny people now protected by the tiny Heroic Spirit's flesh and blood, that moment was like the moment when the young boy named Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart fell on the magnificent Viennese palace as a child and witnessed the girl Marie Antoinette, who was like a glorious embodiment.

Ah, the glorious one. That beautiful angel who, though clearly on the verge of collapse, still forced herself to smile, comforting herself.

When she came to her senses, the little girl, who had witnessed this scene and had it deeply imprinted in the deepest part of her mind, had tears welling up in her eyes and couldn't help sobbing sadly.

"Brother Mozart, you are injured..."

The young Mozart calmly reached out and wiped away the golden beans that the little girl was about to drop.

"Don't cry—it's ungentlemanly to make a lady look so sad."

“B-but… I… wuuuuuuuuuuuuu!! Uuuuuu, blood… You’re bleeding so much!”

Blood, blood, blood, dyed the silver red... The little girl in front of him seemed to look like Mary.

Looking at himself in such a miserable state in a trance, he felt as if his body and mind had been sublimated.

Have you ever had the experience of risking your life for others, overcoming your inner fears and weaknesses to protect the weak, and having the courage to face death?

Is this the heroic spirit?

Living in an overly peaceful era, he had not experienced enough hardships, so it was a special experience that he would have found difficult to experience.

Looking at the little girl who was sobbing from the bottom of her heart and about to burst into tears because of her injury, and the children behind her who were infected as if they were about to cry out loud, as if they were about to die.

If it ends in such a tragic heroic manner - it would be a romantic thing at least, and it might be worth it.

Even if he unfortunately died here, he would be satisfied to see such a scene and save so many young lives.

"The innocence of a child is the most beautiful thing in the world. So - please continue to live happily."

At this moment, the young Mozart took a deep breath and spoke while slowly standing up. Behind him was a blurry scene of bones visible and rotting flesh flying around.

Fortunately—the Emperor Snakemon's weapon lost its power after tearing the flesh on his back.

If it had been a little sharper, a little more ferocious, he would have been cut in half! !

"Once upon a time, there was a little lady. A young boy, upon first meeting her in a palace in Vienna, was captivated by her radiant appearance. From then on, his songs, hailed as a musical genius, often sang praises of a woman... I wish to give you my most beautiful blessings and my favorite music. If you had accepted my proposal when you were six, I would have become a normal person in the future."

"But—no matter what happens, Mozart will definitely devote himself to music, becoming a person who cuts off all human rationality... And you are so understanding and gentle, so, even if it is to fulfill this small happiness and freedom, you will never agree to that proposal."

Suddenly, with a smile on his face, the young Mozart, who seemed about to turn around and turn around, said:

"Regrets are normal, imperfection is life... The life of the man named Mozart has long ended, but my little ladies, yours has just begun. If my long-dead body can still become the light that illuminates your progress and protects your beauty, then my coming here this time will be somewhat meaningful."

Humans are indeed filthy. The young Mozart is different from the Mozart in FGO. The so-called heroic spirit setting is just a template to make the world accept the plagiarism better.

He is not the Mozart of FGO. If it were Shot, even if he also thought that humans were filthy, the musician who called himself a scumbag would not dislike humans because of this. Perhaps it was because Princess Mary left a ray of light in his heart when he was six years old.

Although he will not pursue the phantom named Mary in order to fully master his power, he seems to have found a more precious treasure that suits his heart.

The pure and kind hearts of those children, who, like the princess, care about him from the bottom of their hearts and shed tears for him, are what he should truly cherish and protect.

"Unlike my future self, who hasn't yet grown into a scumbag, these children, untainted by any color—still innocent, pure, and full of infinite possibilities like blank sheets of paper—are simply the most precious treasures in this filthy world! They guide us to continue believing in this world! In humanity! The last beauty—! However..."

"Royal Snakemon—! Ah, you, you!! You actually want to destroy this beauty! To you who want to destroy all this—you who cannot understand how to cherish such a precious treasure, you who dare to destroy this beautiful music, be prepared! Even if it means burning this spiritual foundation, I will make you feel the despair!!"

Beneath the calm voice was murderous intent and anger that seemed to have been suppressed to the limit. It was a roaring will.

Only when he truly mastered his full strength under extreme burning did he realize that this power could be far more powerful than he had imagined! That was the power that could truly allow him to protect what he wanted to protect!

"You beasts who do not know what love is and cannot understand the beauty of music, listen to this devil's music - a requiem for death!"

"Noble Phantasm——Requiem for Death——!!"

Blood flowed from the forehead, staining one eye red all the way to the chin. Even though the eyes were stained and soaked with blood, there was no sign of blinking. The will burning in them was as red as gold. It was clearly a requiem, but it turned into a demonic sound in an instant like an erupting volcano and surged out.

Chapter 23: Just an ordinary musician who can defeat the perfect body

Click——!

That was the requiem he wrote for himself in history. It was the most mysterious musical song in the eyes of the world that brought about death and was dedicated to the god of death.

At this moment, it fits the current situation!

The power of the young Mozart is also similar to the spiritual base of the Moon World. Although it is not known which world this power comes from, after being templated, it has formed a treasure similar to the heroic spirit of the Moon World, but at this moment Mozart is indeed burning!

This musician was even more powerful than expected. A deathly musical frenzy—a dark and ominous materialized sound wave that brought peace to all things enveloped the Royal Snakemon.

Inside, there is a fiery fighting spirit, surging anger and murderous intent that is in full swing, as raging as the wind, forest and mountain fire.

It was as if the stronger the will within her heart, the more violent and terrifying the Requiem became. There was no limit yet, no limit yet! But this level was enough—!

One of the greatest musicians in the world, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, is here, inviting him to die!

The huge white beast should feel honored to be able to rest in peace with him!

It couldn't even do its best move of wrapping its huge body around the enemy and strangling them. At this moment, like a lone boat caught in a storm, the Emperor Snakemon let out a cry of pain as its flesh began to be quickly torn apart by the tide of sound.

“No—!!! If you kill me, the Four Sacred Beasts won’t let you go!! Damn it—! Ahhhh!!!! Stop it!”

The Emperor Snake finally panicked and became afraid.

But it's too late...

This shame of the Perfect Form was also caused by attacking a child in the original novel, which completely infuriated the protagonists and they were beaten by three mature-stage forms together. This time it was even more embarrassing... Facing the young Mozart, who was far inferior to him in strength, he could only briefly stimulate the true power of the Noble Phantasm when he was desperate. He failed to kill Mozart in the first place, and instead put himself in a life-and-death crisis this time.

The young Mozart's Noble Phantasm was very powerful... - while burning himself out, he also found another way to gain self-identity in the end. Although he did not find a Mary of his own, he still fully stimulated his will as an artist. In the process, his control over his own power also increased rapidly.

Of course, this is also good luck. This time Mozart appears in the form of a boy, not a young man. If it was Mozart in the form of a young man, although he also has the same artistic heroic spirit who loves children, his obsession with Mary would probably be deeper, and it would become more difficult to resonate with him.

Bang~! ! !

Faced with the King Snakemon struggling desperately to break free from the tide of demonic sound, the young Mozart finally detonated his Requiem completely, igniting all his strength in one go, and then fell into a violent Requiem, tearing the King Snakemon apart in an instant, and instantly turning it into data all over the sky. At the same time, this terrifying sound riot also directly penetrated the ceiling above his head and rushed out of the earth. The materialized sound column formed a shining light and instantly hit the distant sky.

Buzz! An extremely piercing and sharp sound rang out near everyone's eardrums. Everyone reached out to cover their ears, revealing expressions of immense pain. The next moment, they felt their vision go black before they briefly passed out.

Horrible, horrible, horrible!

How terrifying! The world seemed to plunge into silent darkness in an instant! No one could have imagined that the heroic spirit of a mere musician—young Mozart—could unleash such terrifying power in the final moments! He risked his life with such ferocity!

It was so terrifying! At that moment, people really felt like the world was about to be destroyed.

After a long time, the whole world finally gradually returned to peace.

After he could no longer sense or notice how much time had passed, the first man slowly opened his eyes in a daze. Although his brain was still a little deaf, he subconsciously looked towards the place where the young Mozart had stood before. At this moment, there was nothing there, only scattered pools of blood on the ground, as if to prove that the heroic young man had indeed been there.

it's over? !

“We’re… saved!!”

"Wait, where's Mozart? Did he...die together with that monster?"

At this moment, everything is finally calm. Those who survived are either confused, crying with joy, or feeling lost.

He was saved, but that small, heroic figure that inspired both awe and admiration disappeared.

They didn't even have the time to properly thank the heroic spirit.

But according to what he said before, the heroic spirits should have died long ago.

He chose to leave the hope of life to the children who are still living in the present. Should we say that he benefited from the children? If it were not for the young Mozart who could not bear it anymore and wanted to save those children, who knows how many more people would have died in the mouth of the white giant snake today.

"Brother Mozart...?" The children could no longer hold back their tears. They didn't want to believe that brother Mozart, who had tried so hard to protect them, was just - dead?

Even if the Heroic Spirit has already died once, according to the story of Valheim in Nordic countries, he just returned to Valhalla, and there is a possibility that he will come back in the future if there is a chance. But for children who may not even know much about mythology, they really thought that their brother Mozart was dead!

If it weren't for protecting them...

……

"...Uh, cough, cough!!" At this time, our young Mozart, who should have died heroically, appeared in the men's restroom of the subway station, and his figure had returned to the original posture of Saigo Homura.

"Burning my life only caused my body to be slightly injured, hiss~!! The physical pain is okay, but I was also severely traumatized mentally... I almost thought I was going to die!" Yan grimaced in pain, but there was a smile on his face.

It feels so good to survive a disaster!

Although I suffered heavy losses and was really forced into a desperate situation, I only wanted to save people at that time and didn't consider other things at all. Even though I delayed time and prepared secretly for a long time, I still relied on the explosion to win the real victory. Facing the complete form, how could I dare to hold back? I am lucky that I didn't die!