Chapter 487: 487 482. The dragon takes off from the 80th layer. Evil will surely be defeated and your tears will stop..txt

So I can't be 'happy'.

I will never.

Thanks to Glenn and Fafner, who made me resolve to do so, I was able to wake up from my "dream" instantly.

--I open my eyes.

The vision I opened was all purple.

I was surrounded by an eerie glow of purple.

The whole direction was like the surface of the sea.

It was a purple color that kept flowing, like a ripple.

For a moment, I almost thought I was being swallowed by the murky waters of the ocean.

But I realize that my body is warm, comfortable, and free, and I reassess the situation.

A 'purple thread' thick enough to be visible concentrates on me alone, creating a cocoon and trapping me.

It must have been a magic that wrapped me like a cradle and gave the subject a gentle dream.

But it wasn't just a neural connection that took over the brain and guided it. The inside of the cocoon was clearly different in dimension from normal. The target's time and life were all likely to be made to do what the sorcerer wanted.

It's a horrifying sealing magic.

However, when I looked closely at the connection between the countless 'purple threads' and me, my skin was trembling in defeat and emitting a dull, black light.

--I'm going to be able to say that the body of my "Dragon Newt" is trying to "adapt" to this gentle environment. It's also the most intense ever.

I was confused by the vibrating skin.

My 'adaptation' should have been weakened to the limit after Kanami defeated me a month ago. It could be said that it was almost gone. That 'adaptation' has returned now?　No, not back, but much more powerful than before. Is it because of The Black Thread?　Is it because the long-delayed ritual has progressed?　But I haven't killed God yet. In my dreams, I was only able to deny it.

No, I'm good.

You can do whatever you want.

I don't care if I'm shaking.

There's only one thing I have to do now.

"I want to be just like Fafner.

Bringing back the 'dragonization' that was about to be disarmed now, I sharply extended my claws.

And with a twist of my arm, I cut through the purple threads around me.

It was easily cut off.

However, it was too thick.

Even after the thousand purple threads were lightly cut, the vision was still all purple.

It was a situation similar to scratching algae in a muddy stream.

There was simply too much of the 'purple thread'.

But then the answer is simple.

'More. ......!　Eat more: ......!　Eat the trauma and get over it: ......!　More bites, bigger and stronger!

He put the shredded 'purple thread' in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

The trembling of his skin swelled up and the dull luminescence intensified.

The 'Dragonization' accelerated, and a thick red mist began to fill the 'divine Cocoon'.

My limbs and soul grow even more bloated as the sustenance I devoured is turned into flesh and blood.

''- ''Sip the sinful blood, the sinful seed to the hungry, the vivid soul that vomits... oh, oh, oh!

With "Chanting", I hoped that even this "purple thread" would get tired of biting me and evolve into a further existence. Not just to get used to this environment. It's more than that--.

"Eat more, 'adapt'!　Adaptation, more!　Because this is not a 'curse'!　This!　This is ahhh, everyone's legacy!　Mi, everyone's--!

But my voice trembled because I know more than anyone else how hard it is to 'adapt', because I know firsthand how hard it is.

It's truly horrible to become boring.

It loses its fresh flavor and life becomes a tasteless, tasteless 'nothingness' of tastelessness.

Even the fusion of science and magic that I loved and expected so much is 'boring', so there will be nothing to enjoy in my life beyond this point.

It may be pointless to be alive anymore. The more you adapt and become strong, the more painful and unhappy I become - and in the end, I become an existence like that Kanami.

But still.

It's because I can do exactly what that idiot (Kanami) is doing.

I never want to give up.

Because the person who can show me that I still won't give up is no one else but me anymore--

'So!　Not someone else!　It's me!　I ate them all!　This 'real hero', this 'real hero', Seldra Queen Fillion, aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh--!

No matter how bad the 'purple thread' tastes, we will continue to eat and eat and 'adapt'.

All the Dreamscape and nothingness, it continues to eat endlessly.

In proportion to the amount of food it eats, the 'dragon's tail' will grow, the 'dragon's wings' will expand, and the 'dragon's scales' will stretch.

--The 'Half-Corpse (・・・・)' advances (...).

At the end of it, I flapped my 'dragon wings' as much as I could.

Wherever.

I'm a wanderer.

Everywhere, high.

Higher and higher and higher--!

You could do it, Snow.

If I can't do it, shame on me.

Soar higher than the Descendants and get out of there straight away.

I'm sure that no matter how much purple thread is attached to you...

"Fly (yeah) yeah!　Aaaaaaahhhhhh!　Ahhhhhh!　Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaah!　

Flying.

They adapt, and then they take a bite, and then they fly.

Adapt, and then take a flying leap.

We adapt, we bite, and then we fly.

Keep soaring.

--Breaking through (・・・・).

Beyond the purple one, the black one.

I break through the cocoon and manage to get back to the back side of the 100 layers.

I feel a sense of freedom, as if I've escaped the clouds.

I felt as if I was flying through the dark clouds of my hometown.

And at the center of that nostalgic dark cloud, a man wearing a black robe was standing there.

The man looked up at me as I slipped out of my cocoon, almost falling backwards (・・・・), surprised, and called out my name.

'...... Se, Serdra?　Why--

Finally.

That 'future' and 'past' can be seen, Kanami said, "Why?".

I don't know the exact reason why, either.

But I'm sure it started with a small accident that happened on the ground.

It may have started out as a small misstep, but I'm sure it was the beginning of a small incident on the ground. But Snow, Glenn, Fafner, and I--everyone did their best to stay alive and work toward a common goal.

Everyone continued to cause accidents in The End of the Season Festival without fear of failure, believing that even if they fell, they would connect with someone else.

All of them connected, overlapped and expanded, and now - now

There was finally one mistake that even Kanami, who could be called the administrator of the world, didn't anticipate, and that was a mistake.

Even if it was really trivial, it happened.

--the name of that mistake (mistake) was Seldra Queen Fillion.

Now.

Now it's now or never.

I'm going to unleash The Dragon's Roar on my only chance to win.

............. -- "Replacement Connection

Kanami must have sensed the entangling desire.

Not wanting to allow even the slightest chance of victory, he constructed a magic that moved to another dimension.

The black space behind the 100th layer is being repainted with the magic "Replace Connection" as if the entire bucket of ink was turned over.

Kanami's figure was about to disappear from my sight.

A border that can be called a dimensional wall has emerged between me and Kanami.

But it's not going to 'escape'.

It's the same as it was in the past.

In order to chase and bite him, he cast a wind magic.

It was a 'dragon's step' while flapping its wings.

It was a flight that surpassed the speed of speed, thunderclap and divine speed - but it didn't shrink.

I'm crushing a thousand miles in an instant - but Kanami's figure is moving away from me.

If this continues, I will be able to escape to another dimension unreasonably.

To that god-like power--.

--I 'adapt' to the power of an unreasonable God.

Adapt' to that dimensionality.

Adapt' to the distortion of its space.

I'll 'adapt' to its time manipulation.

I even bit into the empty space in front of me, eating through the dimensional walls that bordered it, and emerged into a new space.

However, the destination was not the back side of the 100 layers I had just left. But it wasn't the front side either.

The place where I would fall if the magic 《Replace Connection》 that Kanami had warned me about before failed--

-- leading to the same (・・・・・・) dimension as Kanami (・・・・・).

I continued to chew in the strange space of the 'inter-dimensional space' that I had heard about.

I chewed well on the messy, peeling dimensional walls in a place where living things can't live as living things.

It was a fresh taste.

I shake off the tears with an empty smile as I feel a new energy fill my body, feeding off the dimensional walls.

''Kook, kuhahaha!　Kuhahahahahaha!　Hahahahahahaha!

Come on, Kanami.

Eat it, get used to it.

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That little getaway won't work on me ever again.

I'll bite again and again, no matter how high I raise the dimension of my escape.

Kanami, whose appetite for me has been bumped, asks again.

'Why ......, Seldora ......?'

'Kuhahahahahaha!　Why is it (・・・・) and why is it (......)?

The only reason why I was able to come here is because I ate it.

I fought the Kanami, the divine cocoon and the laws of the world. Or, in the words of my favorite book, "Outer Space" or "Future Science". I've been chewing on them, and they've all been helpful. But none of them are "why? I didn't think it was the answer to

All of this was my bread and butter.

In terms of the food chain and ecosystem, I was definitely the top of the food chain.

God, the world, and dimensions are just inferior to me now.

So the "why? If I had to answer in one word to the

I spit out the poison I've been eating for a thousand years.

'Because I'm the legendary ......, good-looking (・・・・) dragon.

I took a sip of it, and it fell quietly into my mind.

I could finally swallow the dimensions in my mouth, too.

The dragon ......?　The figure is no longer ...... No, you're a 'dragon man' (dragon-newt). Mixed.

No. I was born a true evil dragon, the most powerful one. I'm not sure if I'm the most powerful, but if I'm a dragon, then it's only natural that I'm the most powerful. ...... right?

I'm talking about a mess.

But if there's a reason, I really do think "because he was a dragon" is the most appropriate.

So far, there have been a lot of words. On top of those big concepts of 'God', 'world' and 'dimension', there was a bigger 'dragon' - that's why I caught up to Kanami's dimension - that's the only way I can describe it anymore! There is no, and even if I'm wrong, I'll believe it through.

I've always thought that.

Even though I was a child (kid), I really thought it.

It was written in the book Kanami lent me.

It had been passed down from generation to generation in our world as well, to the dragon race.

Parents and friends, everyone and anyone said it.

More than fairy tales and myths, the Dragon, which has existed since ancient times, is the pinnacle of all living things. And the pinnacle of that pinnacle is the 'True Evil Dragon (Fafner)'.

So I believed, and the ritual continued.

'Don't look at me like that, but I'll show you soon ....... You'll all be watching, too: ....... Listen to me: ....... And don't ever allow it to happen again ....... This is my real--

And recite.　

The 'last page' of that ritual in front of the Kanami.

It's not anyone's "writing".

It is the 'chanting' of the life that he spun and lived out as 'Seldra,' the young dragon of his village.

The 'Chanting' of the life he spun and lived out as the 'One Young Dragon of the Village (Seldora)'.

I would vomit and devour and cry and grow up.

That's what life was like.

The body that has been poisoned with pollies, and I want to kill the world (you) too.

So, all along, I wanted to kill me.

I wanted to make it easier.

That killing intent is my true "...magic".

"--Magic, the God Killer Evil Dragon (Sin Fafnir).

My vision turned bright red.

The weight of my body increased rapidly. My body continues to feel like it's boiling with bumps and bruises. The feeling of biological discomfort and disgust is intense - but I calm down and accept it.

I understood ahead of time what kind of 'magic' it would be.

I've heard there have been many different types of "magic" up to this point.

Attack magic and defense magic.

There are two kinds of magic: supplementary magic and recovery magic.

--The real 'magic' of Serdra Queen Filion is transformation magic.

Of course.

Because from the beginning.

I've been living here all along.

I've known since the beginning.

I was afraid, frightened, terrified, cowering and running away - but I knew that someday I would have to make my whole body completely dragonized, which I've never done before, and I would have to do it for real.

Because everyone understood this, they have been raising me with care.

Ever since I was a child.

I've been in that dragon village ever since I was born.

No, my ancestors were born before I was born, and it's been ever since I was born.

The reason why the dragon race has been experimenting and testing their history of desire is because they know that the real magic lies at the end of their soul cannibalism.

That's why the effect of the magic "Sin Fafnir" remains in its name--.

--'God-killing evil dragon', and become (...).

I knew the outcome, so even when my reddened vision cleared, I wasn't upset.

I moved my eyeballs, slowly.

-- I check my figure that I had been turning away from for a long time.

First, my chest.

It was a very wide, large chest.

However, I can no longer say how many meters or how many people it was. The chest I looked down on was as wide as a continent, for the plain of flesh stretched out to the horizon.

It was large.

Big beyond the bounds of common sense.

It was no longer huge.

The arms next to its chest were equally wide and larger than the world's largest mountain range - far bigger than the world's largest mountain range - and I couldn't look away.

Naturally, I no longer wear clothes.

I'm not going to be the only one to have a lot of money.

--I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it.

It was too big.

I'm going to have to reevaluate the arm that I can't see past as the dragon's paw.

While looking back on my life, my body has become extremely enlarged.

No, it's already beyond the dimension of the word "enlargement". I can only say that my existence has transformed into something else entirely, a rapid growth that surpasses both God and dimensions.

I was transformed into a dragon standing on top of a god, and my eyes move as I drifted through the 'inter-dimensional space'.

I'm going to separate the human eyes from the human eyes and call them the dragon's eyes.

I'm not going to be able to get it right.

It's a magical vision shift.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.

It was smaller than a grain of sand at the end of an endless dark cloud, but I was able to catch it because I am a dragon.

Small.

It was the form of a very small Kanami.

That Kanami was looking up at me as if its body was about to fall back again.

A hollow sneer rises from the pit of my stomach at the situation as if it were a scholar in a white coat looking through a microscope. ...... Now, how many billion times taller am I than Kanami?　No, to the billions?　More?　Maybe it's not just an astronomical number anymore, but it can't be measured in numbers. It's a strange feeling. Well, anyway. Really, oh, .......

It's grown.

I'm eating too much.

But because of them, I'm bigger.

I was able to break the god's cocoon and hatch.

And now I'm only going to get bigger.

Bigger and bigger, and bigger and bigger.

Infinitely bigger.

--there is no going back (・・・・・・).

Of course, I'm not going to be able to live or die as a normal 'person' anymore.

Thanks to Glenn and everyone else.

I want to say thank you out loud, and I try to let out a 'dragon's roar'.

But as it is, it's too loud. The vibrations in the back of the "dragon's throat" were arranged with the "dragon's magic" to make it sound like a human language.

And then, from above, I turn to the diminutive god and declare my gratitude as if to thank him.

''--This (...), this (...), this (...) 'Inter-dimensional space (・・・・・)' is the eighty layers (・・・・・・). ''The one who steals the truth of nothingness'' is the hierarchy of Seldra. Because of the nostalgic sky, it was crowned as the abode of the "Evil Dragon". I will repeat the 80th Test as many times as I can. It's a very trivial task, but I want to keep on putting you through it.

It is a vibration that resonates beyond dimensions.

From far away, I have endowed Kanami with the hierarchy of the labyrinth.

.............

I'm glad I said it properly .......

Now I'm following "The One Who Stole the Reason (Everyone)" .......

My body is still heavy. But in the 80th layer of The One Who Stole the Truth of Nothing, I felt like I could fly high and high, dressed like a true hero, as far as I could go.

Because so many 80 layers are wide, high, vacuous, and good sky .......

While killing everyone else, I can stretch out and fly around here and keep swimming comfortably .......

I'm not sad anymore.

From a young dragon to an adult dragon, I am complete.

But the tears just flow.

I'm not going to be the only one who can do that.

Ah .......

Really, it's a nice sky .......

Even when I was a bad boy, this is how I was .......

I flew freely ...... in a sky of dark clouds like this.

All my life I've been flying ...... and I've been flying .......

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