Marvel's Strongest Magician

"Since I have embarked on the road of the devil king, I must have the determination to be destroyed by fate!"

Pest, the young girl in a speckled dress, the fledgling cute new devil, under her rose-colored eyes, I don't know how many complicated thoughts meander.

But she was extremely determined, and she appeared on the stage as a devil king, and she was proud of having a curtain call that fit the weight of a devil king.

"Come on, nameless god, maybe you will defeat me, but before that, let you see the majesty of the devil!"

She tried her best to open her arms to the stage, and her two-piece sleeves danced wildly in the black wind. After affirming her own beliefs, Pest showed a calm smile instead.

Cold and sweet.

If it was a normal Roman, she would definitely burst out laughing out loud after being completely shattered by her declaration.

But Romani just watched quietly. He satisfies the maiden's last thirst.

boom boom boom

The ground began to change drastically, and with the violent earthquake, the grimoire on Pest's chest was automatically opened.

Rainbow lights shot out from the pages of the book, rushed into the sky, and then wrapped the entire stage area!

The chaotic contestants below looked up one after another, and the iconic spectacle of the North District, which almost reached the boundary wall of the zenith, disappeared.

The Gothic pointed-arch buildings in the town were distorted in the phantom, and then replaced by wooden flat houses.

The streets, scenery, and even the colors have all changed, a completely unfamiliar pink town.

...reconstructed from Grimoires, Hamel Town!

"that's all?"

Seeing the drastic change under his feet, Roman looked back to Pest's small face, his expression so indifferent that it was almost empty.

Pest took a deep breath, with a determined expression, as if she was about to hold a grand ceremony before a life-long battle.

"Don't be too proud, three digits. The level of the spirit level does not mean the absolute difference in strength!"

Unwillingly, she found an excuse for the gap, or she didn't want to make herself look like a mantis, and she also hoped that Romani could show her true strength and treat it seriously.

"My body is a group of 80 million evil spirits of the Black Death, summoned by the former demon king of the fantasy grimoire group, and entrusted with the character of Death God—the Black Death Spot Death God!"

Without revealing her true identity, it is more like a declaration of loneliness that a young girl crowns herself in front of thousands of people.

"The root of all evils that caused the Black Death to spread on the ground and brought hunger and poverty - is the lazy sun! I represent the Black Death, I represent the 80 million tormenting spirits, and I embrace the host who takes revenge on the sun permissions!"

The tone of the announcement to this world was excited and ups and downs, and she, who was expressionless, was extremely excited at the moment, and her cheeks were stained with an abnormal blush.

It was in response to the eighty million voices of resentment that she came to the Little Garden of the Gods and challenged the sun!

That's right, Bai Yasha's coming to the East District was part of her plan, but it didn't take into account the variable of Roman.

As if responding to her awakening, the howling black wind expanded wildly outwards, rolling in all directions, heaven and earth.

Even, its fierce power covered the sky, surrounded Romani, and fought against the infinite radiance behind him!

The black wind and the white light confuse the sky, but they are clearly opposed to each other;

In the center of the dense black wind, the true image of the pitch-black dragon is revealed, and the "evil" of the Black Death is expressed in the shape of the legendary "dragon".

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The howling all over the sky turned into a dragon's chant, and while breaking through the shining light thorns, the dragon's scales were worn away, fell off, and withered into black wind and smoke.

But it was still a gigantic monster, the dragon's body blocked the shadows cast by the sun, and plunged the whole town into darkness.

As the huge black dragon approached, the ever-circling and shining light thorns gradually shortened until they could not reach the lower layer, leaving only the light thorn wheel behind Romani, slowly rotating.

"Roman...don't lose this guy!"

Seeing that the sky above was completely blocked by black, Izayoi panicked a little and decided to end the play, with a tomahawk split, he smashed the Weser into the soil from head to toe.

It's like burying a stake alive in the ground.

Then he flew into the air with the counter force, twisted his waist, landed after a circle and a half, and stomped hard on the ground!

The hem of the clothes and the short skirt flew upside down at the same time, the beautiful blond hair danced wildly in the sky, and the waves of wind and waves suddenly lined up centered on Izayoi!

It's like going to a calm lake and being smashed by a meteorite from the sky, and the solid rock and soil splash like waves to a height of 100 meters in all directions.

The air in the center of the area exploded into flames during the friction, and the whole piece of land sank deeply, leaving a scorched black crater.

Sixteen nights vacated from the smoky soil and landed safely.

But the bad thing is... Although her body was not harmed, her clothes were so torn that she could hardly wear them again.

"Tsk!"

Miss Izayoi, who wanted to imitate Roman when they met for the first time, tried hard to kick out the mushroom cloud, clicked her tongue hard.

 …

Romani was not disturbed by the movement below.

He barely moved, watching Pest with cold eyes trying to maintain the power of the black wind, and barely blocked his light.

The black dragon is already close at hand, but it can't get close to Romani's area within ten meters. Once it gets close, it will be pierced by a light thorn into a big black hole, and Pest needs more strength to recover.

That's right, just surrounded a standing Romani with black wind, Pest almost tried his best.

"You...what the hell are you doing!!"

The devil girl clenched her lower lip, unaware that cold sweat had already rolled down her cheeks.

"backing?"

Romani actually thought about it seriously.

How should I answer, give a series of titles like the last time I fought with Bai 870 Yasha?

That's just the second curse method used to restrain Bai Yasha, to stand on the side of attribute restraint.

Even if you inherit everything from your father, you can reproduce all the legends of your father with the godhead, and the direction of development is the same path of the only god.

But Romani, after all, is just Romani, not Him, let alone follow His old ways.

He has to go out of his own way, not to become Him, otherwise his only godhood is a joke.

Only the unique one is the real unique one.

Since the former Romani chose the road of "nothing", then the current self...

It is to embark on the path of "One".

Turning everything into one, turning everything into one, and learning from the direction of Yog-Sothoth, who turned everything into one, is the right step for him to step on.

Thoughts flashed by, and Romani's half-opened eyes reflected Pest's hard-working face.

"I am... the God of One."

After saying this, the spur of light behind him shrank suddenly, condensed to the size of a ping pong ball, flew around in a circle, and landed in Romani's palm.

During this time, the light also dimmed. Pest didn't understand why he did this, but he didn't miss the perfect opportunity to let the surrounding black wind crush it!

The black wind dragon opened its terrifying giant bite, as if the heaven and the earth were working together, covering the sky and biting Romani.

But—"I say, let there be light."