The Chosen Ones Also Want a Youth Romance Story

"Accept my gift and use it to corrupt the world."

[Devourer-Matrix] said this while pushing the strange black and white data forward a little.

Kanda Shu had never seen such a pure [Devourer], and he was instinctively wary of this thing.

At this moment, he was not clear about the purpose of [Invader-Matrix]. If, as He said, the "constancy" of God had been completely eroded by Him, then the situation would be a little tricky. In the previous several confrontations, Kanda Osamu had realized that [Invader] was by no means a friendly existence.

It was these high-dimensional creatures that fed on data that caused great suffering to the Digimon in the Digital World and provoked a war between the two worlds.

He maintained a relatively safe distance from this strange data.

"This is the purest [Devourer]. All impurities have been removed. It contains endless energy and has the ability to rewrite everything. This ball of data will help you change the world."

"And data like this cannot be researched by humans. Only I can give you this kind of thing, and I have a lot of it in my hands."

The [Devourer-Mother] explained patiently.

"…What if I refuse?"

After a moment's silence, Kanda Osamu raised his head, his eyes firm.

"I just want to be completely free from your control."

Although it is unclear what kind of power this data possesses, given Kanda Osamu's current condition, if an accident occurs after using this data, he will have no way to take countermeasures. Even if no accident occurs, he vaguely feels that [The Invader-Matrix] has bad intentions.

"You reject me?"

This answer seemed to be beyond the expectations of the [Devourer-Matrix]. He shook his head with a disappointed tone.

"You and I are the same existence. We are both creatures from a higher dimension. Your body contains a soul that does not belong to this world."

"Who knows? Some things are not as simple as what you see with your own eyes... Maybe I am just an ordinary person living in this world."

Kanda Osamu continued.

"So [Devourer-Matrix], do you know now who tampered with my memory?"

“I can’t answer that question.”

"But actually this question is not important. Compared with my suspicious origins, at least now... I am standing here, living seriously in this world, right?"

Kanda Shu stopped talking. He slowly raised his head, ignoring the strange corrosive force as nothing, and looked up at the strange god in the sky.

"[Devourer-Matrix], I don't need anything you said. My only family is the people who fight alongside me in this world. Only you are a visitor from a higher dimension, and you are incompatible with this world."

"...I won't agree to that, [Devourer-Matrix]."

Kanda Osamu suddenly said, he was extremely confident.

"Your mission is to erode and devour."

[The Devourer-Mother] lowered its cold gaze, and a strange erosion descended. This power was no longer difficult to observe in Kanda Osamu's eyes.

"You refuse my blessing, so I will take back all the corrosive power in your body."

As the words of [The Invader-Matrix] fell, He gently raised His hand, and Kanda Osamu gradually lost control of his body, just like a person who fell into a coma. He tried to wake himself up, but got no response at all.

"Don't worry...I will create another qualified child."

The voice began to become intermittent, and soon after, the chaotic sound of electricity could no longer be heard. The steps of the chosen one became erratic, and after swaying a few times, he fell powerlessly into the dark curtain. As his body fell, his remaining consciousness finally fell into a deep sleep.

"So, accept your death, human."

……

……

"Who are you? Why... I haven't seen you in the Temple of the Round Table?"

Jesmon still couldn't believe the Paladin Digimon in front of him, and he confirmed the other party's identity again.

The pale blue cloak blocked his vision, and the pitch-black armor blocked everything, but from the glowing holy sword [Graydarfar], Jesmon could still sense a familiar aura, the aura of a Paladin Digimon.

Judging from this force, the opponent is definitely a member of the "Royal Knights".

"Just complete your mission, newcomer."

Alphamon stood at the front and replied calmly.

Jesmon still seemed a little hesitant, but after Alphamon's calm reply, he did not continue to ask. Perhaps he was not qualified to know the identity of this paladin. After all, he had just officially become a member of the "Royal Knights" not long ago.

With a blank resume and no experience, Jesmon wasn't sure whether he should obey his senior's orders at this time.

"So what should I do now?"

After a moment's silence, Jesmon finally asked. Because he had just had a head-on confrontation with Lucemon - Satan Form, his cold white armor was covered with some scars, but with only this level of injuries, he could still continue fighting.

Alphamon said, "Go down there and defeat those Dark-type Digimon. I'll take care of this guy first."

As Jesmon listened to Alphamon's words, a strange look flashed in his eyes. This was a familiar sentence, which he had just said to Nishijima Daigo not long ago. But the difference from before was that Alphamon's wording seemed to emphasize "solve" instead of "delay" as he said.

It sounded incredible, but he didn't dare to confirm whether the other party could do it.

Jesmon's gaze shifted to the holy sword [Graydarfar] in Alphamon's hand. This was a weapon that only appeared in mythology, but now it was held in the hands of this dark paladin, allowing her to swing it and cut down enemies.

"...Then I'll leave this to you."

After a moment of silence, Jesmon said, "Please be careful. If you need help, feel free to call my name."

"I see."

Alphamon nodded calmly, then turned around and clenched the two holy swords in her hands. She looked at the dragon stained with darkness, the Lucemon-Satan form that symbolized the apocalypse, drew a cross in front of her, and spoke softly.

“I always believe that the future is full of infinite possibilities, but this may require the future owner to create it.”

Chapter 233 Selecting an Opponent

"This should be the final battle, right?"

A low dragon roar was heard in his ears, and the "Angel of Wisdom" Cherubimon spoke to himself.

The "fault zone" at this time is completely different from before. A dark curtain covers the entire ancient city. The nightmare army surges in like a deep tide, and dark energy particles spread around with their footsteps.

The darkness reached its zenith, the silence was almost sacred, as if the dawn would never come,

Cherubimon fixed his gaze on the Chosen Ones not far away and casually observed their expressions. He only felt a sense of pleasant satisfaction at the reactions of these humans, especially after discovering that Omegamon and his partner were not here.

For Daigo Nishijima and others, the Revelation Dragon under the night sky no longer requires their attention for the time being.

That was not a fight they could join.

Whether it is Daigo Nishijima who has a "holy beast" as his partner, Yamato Toma Daimon who just joined the battlefield from the rear, or Yukinoshita Yukino who has already summoned angels and demons, they now have no time to worry about the dark dragon in the sky.

Directly in front of them was the nightmare army that was like a pitch-black wave. The deep darkness could hardly illuminate their figures. Only a hideous corner could be vaguely seen. Scarlet eyes were staring at them, and the devil's roar echoed in their ears.

At the forefront of the Nightmare Legion, there were several familiar yet unfamiliar figures. One of them was the "Emperor" Yellow Dragonmon who had appeared not long ago and defeated Omegamon and Kanda Osamu. He controlled the power of the "Center", but this was not enough to free him from the bondage of Lucemon.

Pitch-black dragon flames permeated his body, like a dragon tyrant about to destroy the world.

With Huanglongmon's powerful status, even this should not have been able to control his consciousness, but Lucemon absorbed the power of the six demon kings, endless darkness wrapped around his limbs, and injected Himekawa Maki's consciousness into the digital core, and her out-of-control emotions interfered with Huanglongmon's will.

As a result, Huanglongmon, who controls the "Center", will fall into absolute evil and darkness, allowing the power of Lucemon to restrain his consciousness and he can only let out crazy dragon roars.

"When you're awake, the power you possess seems endless... both light and darkness are under your control... but in the end you only have a little consciousness left. This feeling is really strange, and you even go crazy because of a human being."

Cherubimon seemed to be feeling sorry for what happened to Yellowdramon, shaking his head as he spoke.

"What an incompetent tyrant."

His eyes fell on Nishijima Daigo, and a somewhat sarcastic smile appeared on Cherubimon's face.

"Go, Huanglongmon, defeat your companions... Whether it's Baihumon or the Chosen One, you can handle them."

"Go away."

A somewhat manic voice sounded, originating from within the body of the Yellow Dragon Beast.

"Hehe... Then I won't interfere in this matter."

Cherubimon grinned evilly, and then witnessed with delight as the mad Yellowdramon roared out, and the energy of resentment flowed indiscriminately towards White Tigermon and Nishijima Daigo right in front of him.

That was from the subconscious of Himekawa Maki, a strange mixture of negative emotions, trembling with the beating of the digital core. Countless memories poured into Huanglongmon's mind like a tide. His consciousness had long been integrated with Himekawa Maki, and he could barely recall the distant past.

In that adventure of saving the world, his sacrifice at the last moment resulted in the evolution of the Four Sacred Beasts. If Huanglongmon was awake, he would have known that this was the best choice. However, he had lost his self-consciousness and was in an absolute state of madness...

God knows what will happen.

Cherubimon looked at Yellowdramon's continuous roars and growls without any disgust. Instead, he nodded with satisfaction. The long-planned moment had finally arrived. This was the Dragon Tyrant created by him personally. It was simply his most proud and proudest work.

After Huanglongmon rushed into the battlefield, Cherubim slowly turned his head and then set his eyes on the Demon King beside him.

"Huh, I never thought this plan would actually work, but this is nothing to Lord Lucemon. Deathmon, it's your turn now, choose your opponent."

Just as Cherubimon finally completed his plan, Deathmon finally escaped the blockade of the Dark Area. However, for a being like him, the reward given by Lucemon was far from enough, so...

"That human looks very unusual. Leave him to me to deal with."

Deathmon's eyes were on Daimon. Unlike the other summons, Daimon was only accompanied by a complete Greymon. Such a weak opponent just met Deathmon's requirements.

This answer obviously caught Cherubimon by surprise. He had originally wanted Deathmon to deal with the Beast Knight, but he had not expected that the other party would choose that weak human. Humph... Do you want to go back on your word at this time?

But he can't attack now. This is a temporary measure. Cherubimon doesn't want to face Deathmon, who is also a demon king, at this moment. Without the suppression of strength and status, the opponent will never succumb to him easily.

In that case, let's agree to this guy's request, Cherubimon thought.

"What are you thinking about? Cherubim, leave that guy to me."

The Death Beast's voice carried a hint of urging. The "demon dragon" above him became more and more terrifying and twisted. He didn't want to stay here. After dealing with the weak human, he would prepare to leave this space.

"Okay, okay, I get it."

Cherubimon nodded slowly, looking completely unhurried.

After receiving the answer from the Cherubim, Deathmon stopped talking. He quietly walked to the side, and the shadow instantly swallowed his figure. Along with a surge of darkness, the ultimate demon king also silently joined the battlefield.

"So... am I the only one left on the field?"

Cherubimon muttered to himself as he looked around. At this moment, there were still two fighters left in the Chosen Ones' camp. However, before he could make a decision, Cherubimon suddenly felt a familiar breath.

...Angemon?

He stared at the covered face, feeling very strange. It was clearly just a complete Angewomon, and there was nothing special about it, but it reminded him of the appearance of Seraphimon... Damn it.

Cherubimon raised his right hand, called forward the perfect soldier standing at the front of the Nightmare Army, then turned and looked at him.

"Use the power of the Legion to defeat that Beast Knight. Don't let Master Lucemon and me down."

As he said this, he used the power of the Demon King and poured it into the Digimon's Digicore.

A distorted and strange voice sounded, accompanied by low breathing and the wailing of a devil. The form of the Digimon in front of him began to change, and gradually evolved into the ultimate form of Venomous Vampiremon.

"You will be in charge of the army for now. As for me..."

Cherubimon's eyes were on Angewomon and LadyMon. He didn't want to miss this opportunity to take action.

"Let's test the other party's true identity."

Chapter 234: Fall

"Since your crown is the real one, then why..."

Yukinoshita Yukino's brows were tightly furrowed, and a lot of gloom squeezed out of her seemingly calm voice.

"...That one is of course also real, after all, it contains all my power as a demon king."

LadyMon was silent for a moment. She didn't want to answer this question at first, but she gradually realized how tricky the matter was.

At this moment, all her attention was focused on the Revelation Dragon under the night sky. She was being led by the "Super Demon King". Even if she held the real "Lust" Crown, she could not stop Lucemon from taking the last step. She was just struggling to survive.

But she was not afraid. Ladymon had foreseen her own ending. She was destined to return to her peak state, even if not now.

Ladymon casually played with the "lust" crown in her hand, as if it were some kind of evil hobby, without worrying at all whether this action would attract the attention of the Revelation Dragon in the sky. Lucemon-Satan form was overwhelmed by the unprecedented expansion of power, and he didn't notice the ants below at all.

As the "Lust" crown flickered slightly, some color returned to the pale skin. Ladymon suddenly turned her head and looked at Angewomon beside her: "When did you regain your strength? I had no idea."

Angewomon tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Just a few days ago?"

Her condition doesn't look very good, or rather, very bad. After all, unlike Lady-Diemon who has mastered the Crown of "Lust", Angewomon can only rely on the Digital Soul of her partner to recover her strength.

"Are you ok?"