Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

A violent trembling sound and the sound of rushing water suddenly resounded here.

In an instant, the spirals of these two water flows expanded dramatically.

It expanded to a size similar to the blow that had just severely injured Gabriel.

"That attack just now proves that my ultimate move is quite effective."

"In that case..."

Misaki Shokuhou's lips curled up slightly.

"You probably can't stop this, right?"

Chapter 416 Halloween Queen

"choke--!"

A cold, sharp glint appeared in the light.

"Bam—!"

A heavy roar resounded.

A gigantic, withered hand that blots out the sky, and an orange lightsaber capable of shattering the earth.

Like a crescent moon, the knife marks, and the setting sun falling continuously from the sky.

The Star of Bethlehem beneath our feet is already in a state of disrepair.

Even if it now represents the foundation of the world to some extent, this level of attack has far exceeded its tolerance.

It's something to be thankful for.

Fortunately, neither of these two guys ever tried to dodge the other's attack; they always went head-to-head with each other.

(That's not enough!)

Makoto Haramura's gaze burned intensely, and the golden light emanating from his pupils seemed to be indicating something.

(This alone won't do.)

He is now craving, craving even greater power.

He could win if things stay in this stalemate.

But how can we just leave it like this?

He was pursuing greater power, and it was absolutely unacceptable for him to be stopped by someone as insignificant as him.

Give me the power to overcome everything!

"Rumble..."

This is a golden world; wherever you look, it's all golden.

Golden walls.

The ground is golden.

A golden house.

There is also a great sun, high in the sky, burning hot and radiating endless light.

"here it is?"

Walking along the flower-lined path, Makoto Haramura stared in astonishment at everything before him.

From any perspective, he was certain that this was definitely not the material world.

Because in that situation, it was impossible for anyone to approach him silently and move him away.

"We've finally arrived."

This is a golden manor. Although the abundance of gold throughout raises questions about its taste, the manor is indeed well-maintained.

A variety of flowers vying for attention, the number of manicured lawns, and the direction from which the sound came—that exquisite European-style gazebo.

That was a young girl admiring the flowers.

Their eyes suddenly met.

Eyes that shine like a precious gem, a blend of clear water and verdant forest.

Makoto Haramura was so amazed that he looked at it closely.

She was a young girl with radiant golden hair that shone like the sun, and her natural and unpretentious aura was as gentle as a breeze blowing through rice stalks.

Needless to say, her appearance goes without saying.

This beauty cannot be described by words alone; it transcends human comprehension.

"you are?"

He shifted his gaze away from the girl's astonishing...cough cough...parts and met her eyes again.

Makoto Haramura searched the depths of his memory and was certain that he had never seen this girl before.

"Ok!"

The girl tilted her head cutely.

"Trick of Treat".

Then, smiling, she opened her fair palm, in which lay a candy.

"Nice to meet you, my son."

"..."

—Queen Halloween…

The girl is the center of the Celtic pantheon, a deified being of Halloween, who also governs day and night, life and death, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the boundary between stars. She is one of the three strongest Sun Spirits in the Garden of Shadows.

Although her spirit level is judged to be in the three digits, the Halloween Queen is actually a three-digit exceptional being with power approaching the level of a full-fledged domain.

Although not at the level of ferocity required for humanity's ultimate trial, the Halloween Queen often wreaks havoc by recklessly wielding her power, thus being classified as a member of the Demon Lords.

Meanwhile, Trick of Treat.

The most famous story of Halloween is about trick-or-treating ghosts and candy. As long as you give them candy, the trick-or-treating ghosts will leave happily.

As the queen of Halloween mythology, this contract is a ritual to make others realize that I am harmless to you.

This is what the woman in front of me once held in the Little Garden.

However, in Makoto Haramura's eyes, this woman also has another identity.

That was Makoto Haramura's mother.

As mentioned earlier, Makoto Haramura's Celestial Spirit physique is entirely derived from the Halloween Queen.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the White Demon.

It was summoned by the Halloween Queen using her power to make a wish, and it is the human whose constitution is most suitable to bear her in the history of the Little Garden.

He replaced all of Haramura Makoto's blood, reshaped Haramura Makoto's blood and flesh, and restored him to the form of an infant before handing him over to the White Demon.

Therefore, there is absolutely no problem in saying that the people in front of you are Makoto Haramura's biological parents.

“I’ve been waiting for you to come here.”

The Halloween Queen remained seated in her chair without rising. Instead, she gracefully picked up a teapot and a cup, filled them with tea, and placed them opposite her.

Despite being filled with doubts, Makoto Haramura still arrived opposite the Halloween Queen without any precautions.

He doesn't need to be on guard at all.

After all, she was the one who gave him new life; she was his mother. If she wanted to harm him, what could he do?

"This is the depths of your soul's sea."

"Do you understand why you've reached this final destination today?"

why?

To be honest, Makoto Haramura is still completely clueless.

I have absolutely no idea what's going on.

However, since his nominal mother had pointed it out, it meant that he had a direction to consider.

The depths of the sea of ​​souls.

The final place.

The battle just now.

That wonderful feeling.

Countless images flashed through Makoto Haramura's mind, and the information was constantly being integrated.

"To me, the constitution of a Sun Spirit is not something I was born with, but rather something I was given."

"For an existence like me, being a half-star spirit should be my upper limit."

After thinking for a long time, Makoto Haramura finally spoke slowly.

That's right, normally speaking, half-star spirit should be the upper limit of Makoto Haramura's abilities.

In the miniature garden, all three strongest species are naturally grown.

No species can be the strongest through natural gestation.

For example, a purebred dragon cannot produce a purebred dragon; it can only produce a sub-dragon.

Like the Protoss, they can only give birth to half-Protoss.

The innate gods and Buddhas are somewhat special. They are formed by the combination of their powers, manifested through mythology, and advanced through history.

However, if it is conceived naturally, even if it is born from two naturally born gods or Buddhas, it will only be a demigod, like Hercules.

For a Protoss born under Makoto Haramura's circumstances, his limit is that of a Demi-Protoss.

Even if the Halloween Queen used her own blood essence to replace all his blood and flesh.

His maximum potential is only half-star spirit.

"So, just now, did my soul undergo a change?"

Only the soul remains.

Only the soul remains.

In the Otherworld, humanity is roughly divided into two parts.

One is the inside, and the other is the outside.

The outer side refers to blood and flesh, while the inner side refers to the soul.

Makoto Haramura's outer appearance had long been altered, but what remained unchanged was his soul, which had endured three lifetimes.

"As expected of my son."

"It seems that the idiot White Demon didn't affect you too much."

Hearing Makoto Haramura's answer, the Halloween Queen nodded in satisfaction.

Makoto Haramura's lips twitched.

The disdain was so obvious; even from half a meter away, he could feel the Halloween Queen's intense disdain for the White Demon.

"You guessed right, it is indeed because of the soul."

Elegantly picking up the teacup on the table, the Halloween Queen brought it to her bright red lips and took a small sip.

“Normally speaking, being a half-star spirit is your limit.”

“However, since White Yaksha and I have made such preparations, it is certainly impossible for us to send you, a half-star spirit, into battle.”

"Half-star spirits are definitely far from enough."

The most important issue involved here is the transformation of Makoto Haramura's soul.

Normally, if it were still in use as a sandplay therapy, then due to the rules of sandplay therapy, this is something that cannot be changed or altered.

So, at the moment the Little Garden shattered, the White Demon and the Halloween Woman altered his soul.

"After the transformation, your soul is more compatible with the Sun Star Spirit constitution."