The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

End Chapter - 12 Yin Yang Tian

The sound of a sword trident sounds.

Sparks scatter along with metal sounds, blowing heavily from body to body.

"Grr......!

Keep the momentum big and backward, put up the sword.

As soon as he opens his eyes wide to the appearance of chaos that suddenly appeared behind him, like darkness, he flashes his sword behind him without turning around.

What I felt was a hard hand.

If you look at it, the sword of chaos is easily taking the silver over, and at the same time you feel a sense of crisis in the cold laughter that floats on its cheeks, a chaotic forekick pierces your belly.

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

"Gi, Gin!?"

Big blow, piercing into a pile of rubble.

If I turned my gaze toward the screamer, how long had I been blown to this point, when the bond I was straining existed in the immediate vicinity, from which my anxiously swaying gaze was being sent to me?

"Big, sturdy... because"

That's right. Stand up, hands on your knees and stand up.

Don't worry about anything.

It's certainly adversity, the difference in power will be historical.

But I'm not going to lose.

"I don't even see a millimeter of a future to lose"

Inhale heavily and return the silks-over that was gripping in your right hand.

Chaos hoisted his brow butt small to the outrage of letting go of his weapon, but shortly afterwards he saw the light created into my hand and let the colour of disappointment float to his expression to see.

"- Ni artifact kadukeus"

A golden light overflows, and a wand is summoned to my left.

Chaos should know, as much as that wand specializes in 'recovery'.

That's why I floated my disappointment.

Oh, my God, I thought we were gonna hit each other.

I thought you were going to specialize in recovery and focus on defense.

"... That's not sweet enough for me to win"

As soon as there was a huge amount of anger overflowing from her body, I accidentally laughed at the blackening emotions that involved intimidation and killing.

I thought it would be too soon to be disappointed.

Nah, that's not sweet enough to win.

- I know a hundred things about that.

I know.

I don't like it, but I do.

The strength of this man, the thickness of his guts, the reopening of times of need.

I know probably the best in the world.

So I thought, how can I beat that monster?

Think, think, think.

That's the easy answer I came up with.

- Then all you have to do is smash your limits with force moves.

"Even my father was mistaken. This Caduceus wasn't created to protect someone.... Well, I guess I'm glad I ended up saving Zeus and a lot of others - but still, the essence isn't"

Laugh so - soon afterwards, the surrounding souls draw a spiral and begin to converge.

Did the chaos surprise you, too, when you escaped from the confines of Gabba and your soul and carefully pointed your gaze at me like you were shooting at me?

"Artifact Kadukeus. This is the so-called wand of healing that extinguishes doom. As something turns to doom, undo its doom with the power of absolute healing. Keep the status quo. I created it just for that, the D artifact for me."

And speaking of which, I guess I also found the chaos.

There was an absolute impatience in the face of chaos that stunned me and ran this way.

Though I feel 'well perceived' in its appearance - it leaves a soul converging to the tip of the wand, without any fine dust, all put together, to (...) and (...) flow (...) into (...) of the body (...).

- And the silver magic blew away.

"Grr......!

The silver magic surrounds my body and begins to swirl.

- And at the same time, the pain ran through my body.

"but......"

In other words, 'force moves'.

I can't fit all the magic in my body. I can't fit all my souls.

I therefore decided to wrap it around the outside. Anyway, you can still use magic, and on top of that you can also get absolute power at medium range. Hooray.

But there are still disadvantages.

That means - lack of power in melee combat.

The soul is out there, which means it's incomplete.

Medium range and long range means of attack such as magic and rule of soul, but still close range means my power is still better than before, only to the extent.

"The ideal of melee combat is to have a large vessel and a soul poured into it. If the vessel is large, the door will form and my physical abilities will be limited. Conversely, if your soul is too big, your soul will overflow and you're not in melee combat. Well, that demon king over there is a good example. '

When did they say that?

... right. It happened that I came to visit, when I talked to Loki about my soul.

If the vessel is large, you won't be able to use your powers like Kuse once did.

If the soul is large, it will be extremely shot and weakened, like the Demon King, and it will interfere with melee combat.

It's a total trouble, and although I'm not eyeing it because I have a lousy vessel right now, if my long-range barrage, or a monster at the end that comes swinging off at speed to the rule of my soul, shows up, at that point, it means I have no better chance of winning right now.

'Cause I'm not up close right now.

That's why I thought about it.

I was wondering how I could fight that 'monster' at close range.

The soul is too big, if you can put them all in a vessel then I'm sure everything will be solved, but if you do, it's a more obvious story than seeing a fire such as what happens if you pour liquid into a smaller vessel that greatly exceeds the allowable amount.

Then what? You wanna give up?

Think about it that way - duh, one possibility came up in my head.

- If the flesh can't stand it, why don't we just keep recovering all the time so that it can?

Laugh like that and shake the wand off loud.

The silver vortex, which covered the perimeter as soon as possible, melted into the air and disappeared, from which emerged my figure with a golden wand in one hand.

For gold and red dressing, red feathers.

The shaking hair in the corner of his vision is dyed silver, with the back hair stretching all the way around his waist, whether he was unable to sneak, or his physical activity had passed.

At the end of his gaze is the appearance of chaos that opens his eyes with dismay, and with a glimpse of it, I offer one hand to Kyoka, who is solidifying in the junction.

"Can I borrow your hair?

"Heh? Ah, ha-ha"

You tempered me the first time you saw me, you turned my face bright red, but you threw a red hair fastening over the junction that was putting my back hair together behind my neck.

When I receive it with my left hand, I laugh at Kyoka and tell her this, tying my own silver hair behind her neck just like she did.

"- Wait a minute. I will return it alive."

Kyoka opened her eyes wide to the words.

- Well, and.

I'm ready.

There's a reason you can't lose, there's a promise.

Turning her gaze forward, there was a chaos that cured her from stiffness or distorted her face greatly, and I crossed my gaze with her, and I slapped a ton of ground with a cane stone clash to show her.

Overflowing halfway is the silver magic.

"Mode" Yin Yang Tian/People ""

This is my real wife's hand.

No further enhancement exists but the 'God' shown in the world tree.

And that's probably the same with chaos.

That's why let's say this with confidence.

"Shall we fight, chaos, from here on out, in full bloom?"

to that word.

Chaos breathed heavily - and held his fist.

"... would be a water balloon on the verge of rupture without a stick of its wand"

The chaos, who shrugged so much without asking anyone, turned his soothingly cold, lit eyes to me.

That was, however, a feeling as if the cuttoe of the bloodwet sword was being stuck to his throat, but still never just frightened.