One-way traffic

This is not her true strength at all.

It's merely at the level of a sun or a galaxy—it shouldn't be this weak. It belongs to the true power of the White Yaksha, something that could rival the mass of the entire universe on its own.

"Huh...? So, the girl called White Demon who's been showing strength so far is actually quite weak?"

"That guy's true power should be stronger than it is now. What he's using now is probably less than 30% of his original strength."

It was precisely because they could see that all the power that the White Yaksha was displaying at this moment was nothing to these two.

Whether it's Accelerator or Kakine Teitoku, their current power has made them so formidable that even a White Yaksha of this level is no longer a threat to them.

'...Oh dear, it seems that I'm not quite good enough to attract a kid like you right now.'

That's why the White Yaksha said that.

Because she was clear about her current situation with these two people, she did not intend to extend an invitation to them to undergo the trial as well.

So, what's next?

"Let's see how far these guys can go for now."

"It's rare that you and I share the same thoughts."

As Accelerator and Kakine Teitoku spoke, they turned their gaze to the White Demon, who intended to test the three problem children.

Wait and see.

Chapter 765 The Community Environment After the Demon King's Attack

A little while has passed.

Then, during this period, the White Demon puts on a test of Kasukabe Yō's Grace Game.

The challenge is to keep her afloat from falling off a griffin that can fly at high speed; that's the core of the game.

It sounds simple, but in reality, it's incredibly difficult for the average human being to do it.

Even so, the final result was still that Kasukabe Yo won.

At the same time, relying on Yao's own power, she also gained the ability to grasp and tread on the air, similar to a griffin, to maintain a flying posture at high altitudes by making her limbs grasp the wind.

"Alright, that concludes today's business."

"How boring! This is the first time we've come here, and this is all the test we get?"

"Don't be so greedy, kid. Do you really think you can easily get through all these trials even if I don't personally take action?"

"Ha, you don't actually think that this kind of playful banter counts as a test for me, do you?"

Izayoi Sakamaki remained as arrogant as ever.

However, White Demon knew that the reason he could be so arrogant was entirely because he had the means to be arrogant.

"You are still too weak."

Looking at the three 'NoName' members in front of him, Shiroyasha spoke earnestly.

"If we were to fight the real Demon King, the two girls, apart from this kid, would be killed in an instant... You simply do not have the strength to fight the Demon King."

"Oh dear, how rude of me."

It was obvious that Kudo Asuka did not agree with White Yaksha's words at all.

"And speaking only about the three of us, I feel like you haven't considered the other three at all."

"That's right. Even during the trial just now, they were watching the three of us the whole time. You, on the other hand, didn't seem to be paying any attention to the three of us at all?"

"Stop changing the subject. I'm mainly talking about the three of you right now. Sigh... I really don't know if your overly optimistic attitude is a good thing."

In fact, the reason why White Yaksha didn't mention Accelerator and his trio was because she was well aware of their strength.

Even without examining the actual strength displayed by these three individuals, one can readily grasp that their power is undeniable.

Among the current trio of problem children, perhaps only Izayoi Sakamaki can be compared to him.

As for Kudo Asuka and Kasukabe Yo, neither of them are qualified in terms of combat experience or blessings.

All three of them still possess unparalleled potential that can be developed.

"Black Rabbit, that's all for today. Please accept the gift cards."

"I understand, thank you so much for taking care of us today, Lady White Demon!"

"Mmm, it's okay. Just remember to let me rub Black Rabbit for ten minutes next time you come!"

"Please, please don't make those strange requests!!"

And so, with Shiroyasha watching them go, the group of 'NoName' left the shop and headed towards the road leading to the community.

White Yaksha watched these people leave until their figures disappeared from sight.

"Lady White Demon, our shop is closing down completely."

"Then let's close the door. By the way, why didn't you sit down and discuss things with us? You're clearly a pretty girl of a similar caliber."

"Please do not compare me to those 'NoName' types, Lord White Demon."

The shop assistant girl with long blue hair seemed to have a strong aversion to the nameless community, even though she hadn't said anything before.

White Demon could understand this to some extent.

"You're all too focused on the surface of this community."

"Please forgive my bluntness, Lord White Demon, but I do not believe that 'NoName' has any chance to return to its former glory."

Over the past three years, the 'NoName' community was originally an extremely powerful community, the strongest in the entire Eastern District, and even a mythical one.

But everything was destroyed when an overwhelming apocalypse, which was completely irresistible, descended.

"Past glories are forever just that—past things, and what's dead in the past can never be retrieved."

"Of course I know what you're trying to say."

However, that's what the shop assistant said.

The expression on White Yaksha's face then changed.

“You know, not long ago I thought the same thing as you: that it was almost impossible for ‘NoName’ to return to its former glory… until today.”

"Is it because of those three newcomers who are no different from problem children?"

"Haha! Even you say that? Problem children is a nostalgic term... cough cough, but it's not really just their fault."

At this point, White Yaksha began to recall certain things.

That happened about three minutes ago.

In reality, it was just a brief conversation that took place during Kasukabe Yō's Gift Game.

'Where did your original power go?'

'This… telepathy? No, it's probably a higher level of ability…'

"You don't need to understand these things. Just answer my questions. Of course, whether you want to answer or not is entirely up to you."

At that moment, a voice suddenly appeared in White Yaksha's mind.

It was the exact same voice as that white-haired, red-eyed kid.

'You should have possessed immense power, enough to rival the entire universe. Why did you seal that power within your body?'

"...This really surprised me; they even dug up my family's secrets."

White Yaksha shook his head, both surprised and helpless.

What if I said that I did all of this because I had no other choice?

'...How so?'

'In order to protect something necessary, we have to give up what we already have.'

At this moment, the girl who calls herself the Demon King seems to have a more complex emotion in her voice.

Is it helplessness? Or resentment?

Despite this, there was absolutely no trace of regret on her face.

"I, a follower of Buddhism, have sealed away my own power and even deliberately lowered my status, all to gain trust and exist in this lower-level eastern district, protecting everything here."

If we were to delve deeper, it might involve a very long-ago story.

Accelerator did not provide any further information.

Knowing these things is enough.

'I can't figure you out, or that brown-haired kid over there.'

'My relationship with that guy is far more incredible than you can imagine.'

'I see… I'm a little confused. If I were to regain my full power, what would I mean to the two of you?'

'The strong.'

Therefore, Accelerator did not hesitate to give such an evaluation.

But that's about it.

'Hahaha! Amazing! I really don't know how Black Rabbit managed to summon people like you to this little garden. It seems you really do—no, you definitely do have a way to lead this fallen community to its peak.'

'Perhaps, but before that, I need to accomplish my primary purpose for coming here.'

'Oh? Is there anything else you absolutely must do in the miniature garden?'

White Demon awaited Accelerator's response, but the other party did not send any further messages for a long time.

You'll find out later.

The next moment, the solid sound entered his ears.

It was no longer pure telepathic communication, but rather Accelerator standing not far away, looking directly at him and speaking.

"When that time comes, there will definitely be an opportunity for guys like you."

"Hmph... I'll be watching closely then."

For a long time, no one has been able to speak with the White Demon of such a high rank.

In the distant past, she was an existence infinitely close to the strongest level, a powerful figure who was difficult to find an opponent even across countless worlds.

However, even knowing his own peak power, White Yaksha was still willing to treat Accelerator with the same respect and respect.

Simply because the other party can see the true limits of his power at a glance.

If it were them.

"I believe that when the time comes, 'NoName' will definitely be able to recover."

The Demon King, who represents the White Night, wholeheartedly believes this.

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By this time, they had already returned to the territory called 'NoName'.

but…

Rather than being a place where people live, the immediate impression it gives is more like—

A desolate wasteland, deserted and forgotten.

"Ah—Black Rabbit!!"

In the distance of this wasteland appeared a short figure, a boy with short green hair.

"Young Master Ren!"

Upon noticing the other person, Black Rabbit quickly went to greet them.

"Why did you come out here? It's dangerous!"

"It's nothing, it's just at the entrance of our community, what danger is there?"

"but…"

"Alright, now that all the new members are here, let's quickly show everyone around our community."

However, although Ren's tone on the surface seemed to convey this positive and enthusiastic attitude.

But anyone could hear the worry hidden in his tone.