I! Dimensional Trader

Humanity will fully rise.

"Gensokyo! The three words I said at first are engraved in the most basic principles of the existence of the world, so the establishment of Gensokyo is a crucial step in guiding the evolution of the world."

"I want to open up the principles of Gensokyo! Separating the world's mystery and technology, the mystery belongs to Gensokyo, and the reality belongs to human beings! When the two are completed, the two major inhibitory forces are combined with the vortex of nourishing the root. The foundation of the great world has been formed."

Chu Hand let out his breath, feeling a place with a monstrous aura in the distance, and smiled casually.

"What a strong demon! The fourth-order demon king, this is just after the end of the age of the gods... This guy, I am afraid he can be regarded as the most peak life of the demon clan today!"

Looking up to identify the direction, Chu Han rose up into the air and quickly swept northward.

This is a field of sunflowers, boundless, with only a bright golden color left.

Such a flower field seems too abrupt in this area, out of tune with the surrounding, but inexplicably coordinated.

In the center of the flower field, a quiet girl in a red plaid skirt sat on a chair. She stared at the flower field in front of her, and her back was a little lonely.

Her name is Feng Jian Youxiang.

Since the fall of the Age of Gods, one of the strongest peak demon gods in the rise of the demon clan is respected as the Lord of the Four Seasons of Flowers, alongside the demon sage Yakumo Zi.

The breeze blew, the flowers swayed, and there were faint signs of withering, but they bloomed again under the nourishment of her power.

"Life... how fragile!" Feng Jian Youxiang whispered softly, as if feeling it.

"It is indeed fragile, because it is not strong enough! It is not favored by heaven. Strength and destiny, neither can be obtained... How can it be strong?" Suddenly, a flat and gentle voice sounded behind her.

Feng Jian Youxiang's pupils shrank suddenly, but her voice was still calm without the slightest fluctuation.

"Interesting! Someone actually invaded my domain, and I didn't notice it at all. Are you Lord God?"

"It's not a god! If you want to define me by race, you can call me human!"

"Humans! That kind of life that is more fragile than flowers and trees? Forget it, instead of focusing on that, it is better to consider some more important things..."

Feng Jian Youxiang nodded, reached out to hold the sun umbrella standing beside him, and said lightly.

"Fight me first!"

The tone was as if he was talking about eating and drinking.

When Chu Han heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but he remembered what he thought about the identity of the person in front of him.

If it was that guy, even if he made such a move, there would be no surprises?

Because she was the wildest berserker!

Suddenly, Feng Jian Youxiang held the sun umbrella beside her, then turned around and pointed at Chu Hand.

A dazzling and pure strange light that is not mixed with any power suddenly erupted.

This is the most basic magic cannon.

Chu Han is proficient in dozens of systems of magic, whether it is ancient rune magic or post-modern witchcraft, he knows everything well.

In any system of magic, the magic cannon is nothing but a collection of pure magic power.

But... this magic cannon is different!

Because the person who uses it is the fragrance of the wind.

"interesting!"

Chu Han smiled, his purple pupils exuded magnificent colors, and the magic cannon rushed in front of him and stopped abruptly.

It was as if time stood still at this moment.

"This is..." Feng Jian Youxiang did not panic, but became excited, "You really are a strong person beyond my imagination, this is the best! Because of this..."

"I can do my best!"

Feng Jian Youxiang's figure rushed over in an instant, and in an instant, he rushed in front of Chu Han, raised his fist high, and slammed it over.

The fist smashed through the magic cannon that he had shot before, and turned into a dazzling magic storm.

The surging energy, wrapped in unparalleled power, smashed in front of Chu Han.

"Can't you even avoid this kind of attack? Did I look up to him?"

Feng Jian Youxiang frowned, but when her fist hit Chu Han's body, the disdain on her face suddenly solidified.

"Want to hurt me! This little power is far from enough." Chu Han smiled softly, not because he couldn't avoid it, but...

Disdain to avoid!

This body of his has been tempered for a long time, and there is no shortage of it. The simple fighting ability is enough to match the Holy King, which is desperate.

Even if he doesn't use any supernatural power, with this body alone, in the currently undeveloped Gensokyo world, there are only a handful of people who can hurt him.

Maybe Kazami Youxiang, who has reached the peak, can, but the current Kazami Youxiang is impossible.

Just when Feng Jian Youxiang was shocked, Chu Han said, "Although I have no ill will towards you, I don't have a fighting philosophy that I can't fight back... So, it's my turn!"

Chu Han suddenly raised his fist, and with a loud bang, he attacked Fengjian Youxiang's abdomen at a speed that surpassed light.

In an instant, the fist hit Feng Jian Youxiang, the storm burst, and Feng Jian Youxiang disappeared instantly.

With a loud bang, a powerful shock wave was frozen from a peak in the distance, and it stopped with an imperceptible sound, and the entire mountain was smashed to pieces.