The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

I have made and used many of my wife's hands to get this far.

That's what would have won if it weren't under the circumstances.

Proof of that is the 'resuscitation ceremony' held by the previously activated junction, which, for once, points to the death of chaos.

I mean - if it wasn't here, I would have won.

But I honestly don't care about that.

Chaos brought me in here because of her maneuver. And I couldn't prevent it. [M] Then you can't think of an 'IF' that if you weren't here.

I set up this operation assuming to the future that chaos would surely kill me, and I couldn't read through it.

That's all there is to it.

"Beating each other...? It's ironic that we keep each other, powerful, and the last thing we decide to win or lose is a beating."

If you unleash magic, you may absorb it, so I want to avoid anything other than a magical attack with the power of "opening" directly.

And the chaos of how he thinks it's not from the amount of magic consumed, but still can't wipe away a glimmer of anxiety with 'another blow, isn't there' and doesn't even want to give him time to chant in close range.

Our intentions - we were at the point of one answer.

That's the punch painted on the mud.

- Cutting each other's lives with fists, mud-dead each other.

"But well, I'm not dissatisfied"

"... I agree with that too"

But there was no discontent with us.

Because...

"It's easy to understand, quick - I can smash you."

- At the same time, I kicked the earth and ran out.

Chaos can put a tremendous amount of 'End (Dj Orus)' magic into both arms. Arre is the worst magic that will be eaten at that point if you touch it.

But I can disable that magic.

"Huh!

Moments, the magic of the Red Lotus blows up from both arms.

- Ultra-high-density magic with the power of openness.

With this magic, there's no problem.

The gaze intersects.

Crimson eyes stare at this one. I'm sure I have similar eyes.

Already with the enemy or the world?

Leave all that alone for now - more importantly, I don't like this person standing in front of me.

- I don't like them because they're my own family, because they're my sister and brother. I can't accept it.

So smash it with your fists.

I'll break that rotten sexual root from the ground up.

... you would too, wouldn't you? Chaos.

Your life started with misfortune. Before that, my brother, who was hell at first, but lived quite happily ever after, showed up, and you don't like it, do you?

From the side, though this must be a killing with the fate of the world.

If you stick it in - it's just a sister-brother fight, after all.

"Let's go, chaos!

"Come, Executor!

My fist clashed and a blast struck my surroundings.

The magic of the Red Lotus is all over my body.

The chaos in front of us is also blowing a pitch-black aura out of our bodies again, and the magic of red, black, and two colors reigns between us.

And we'll see...

"Ha!"

After a fist collision, I grabbed her arm and pulled her straight here.

And a sharp fist rolling out at the same time.

The fist that blows up the magic of the Red Lotus roars straight to the face of chaos - shortly afterwards, the gripping black sword of chaos cuts off the flaming left arm.

And - gush, the impact thrust through my head, sparks scattered from my eyes.

"Ahhh......"

"Gu......"

My skull shatters and blood breaks out of my forehead.

In the sight of blood, the forehead of chaos, staring with thin eyes open, was also wounded, and it was clear that he would have eaten the prick of his head.

"Haa!"

The chaos that bled but shook my sword rushed out to me, still not in good shape - soon after, I can kick my jaw up from the bottom.

"but...... ugh!?"

The vision of chaos captures - my feet kicked up my own jaw.

It was in a state where I was getting my head poked and my upper body was off, so I could aim and kick it up for the moment when my sense of chaos was disoriented towards me.

Wipe the blood from your forehead with the sleeves of your clothes and exhale loudly to prepare your breath.

"Ha, the little kid who once missed killing, he's gotten a lot stronger too...?

"Gu......, this - Gu!

Running out at the same time with each other - giggling, the metal sounds.

Her gripping black sword and my summoning divine sword Silverover impinge, scattering sparks.

"Why - why, Executor! You would understand my intentions and what I'm doing! You are a man who can trample on his own… and others if you care about yourself. Undisputed, my kind!

"Idiot or you..., that's the story, when and what time it was - heh!

I can shake off my sword and push her away.

He plays the flaming left arm as he pokes the tip of the silks-over squeezed into his right arm softly.

"I'm not your kind. I'm me, you're you. I can't believe I'm trying to destroy the world."

"No, you're my kind"

Unexpectedly frown upon the covered words.

"I destroy the world only for me. Kill all mankind, the gods. Yes, everything stepped on all other wills and claims for self-satisfaction"

- You're not like me at all.

Yes, try to say it.

"Let's ask, executor. Let's say that all mankind has become enemies of you and your people. Defamation is constant and all mankind has determined you to be enemies. Under such circumstances - if you don't take the same choice as I do, can you really say it?

- I don't think so, I'm stuck in words.

And the chaos that makes me laugh when I see how it goes.

"That's right, that's right, enforcer. The difference between me and you is the difference between what matters. I care about myself, and you care about your people. And just as I prioritized the former over my own emotions and a large number of other wills-"

- I'm sure you'll get company.

"If you're going to help your people, you're going to kill a lot of other people. If anything else gets in the way for my people to live happily ever after, they're just as relentless as I am."

Take the chaos that has been cut, with a daunting divine sword.

Unlike earlier, chaos holds the sword in both hands, so that the sword supported by one hand is pushed jizzily.

"Look at reality, you're my brother, even if it's not a blood connection. You have the same idea as me, and in some cases you don't even hate to take the same method as me. That's why... deny me!

- Oh, yeah.

Now, for the first time since I was told, I feel it.

I can understand what the chaos is doing.

How does she feel about doing this?

From the bottom of my heart, I can understand.

- Sure, I'm your understander.

But only one.

Me and you, something decidedly different exists.

- So.

"I'm not your kind."

As much as you want - tap into the fist of the flame.

"Ha ha...!? Why..."

The chaos, which held the sword with both hands but could not therefore be taken, leaks blood from the edge of the mouth to a blow struck in the belly.

"Why? That would be easy."

What if I were in her shoes?

What if everyone is identified by the world as an enemy?

Sure, I resent the world.

You might even want to smash it.

But chaos.

"If that happens, I do push my will through. But I won't break the world like you. If I say one thing or the other, I want the world to recognize us. Let me admit, we were wrong - let them sit down and apologize."

When I said it and hung up the edge of my mouth in a mean way.

"Sorry, chaos. I have a much worse personality than you."

So we're not like each other. Similar things at best, sisters and brothers.

But maybe I understand your feelings the most.

And my feelings are [that's why].

More than anyone else - because I know how you feel more than anyone else in the world.

- I'm an idiot. I want to stop my sister.

"I - I don't like you"

Unexpectedly round your eyes to words released suddenly.

"... what?

"I hate you. Maybe I'll just hate it for the rest of my life and stay there. This dislike probably won't heal. physiologically unacceptable"

- What happened all of a sudden?

Trying to say that...... and then I realized she was laughing.

"I wonder how much you keep denying me, no matter how many words I overlap. That's why I hate you - and as a brother, I hate you more."

- As for my brother.

The words make me laugh bitterly.

"That's an odd encounter. I hate you, too, and as a sister, I hate you more. You're childish and busy instead of my sister."

"... hey, you're the only one who doesn't want me to tell you"

She laughs so - soon afterwards, she sees the black magic engulfing her fist, which was slamming into her abdomen, jumping backwards aggressively.

"Nah."

"'Open (Dj Origin)',? Surely the only one who can be resistant to my powers will be yours, first and later. There's nothing wrong with you being proud of that."

- But, executor.

That's how it went on. She stuck her arm forward and turned her palms up.

Bow, a black flaming magic is summoned over his palms.

"But, well, it's me who's been down this road. If it's resistant, it'll crush, trample, eat it all up, right?

My spine gets cold unexpectedly by that word.

I mean, chaos, that's what I'm saying.

- I thought I'd eat up everything about you enough to make that resistance even 'pointless'.

Unexpectedly sweating cold and cramping my cheeks to me.

"My brother (...). I don't like you. That's why I'm gonna do everything I can to kill you... and crush you."