Hakoniwa: Opening Fusion and Back to Izayoi

Right now, the world is burning.

This is by no means a metaphor.

Even the sky was scorched black by the raging fire in the city, and the green clouds were dyed black smoke.

The flame that burned for seven days and seven nights was not extinguished not only did not satisfy the people who lived here, but even devoured the uninhabited ruins and continued to spread outward.

Lightning glowing in the dark clouds struck mountains and rivers, shattering the walls of the dam and creating turbid currents. The uncontrollable flow of water immediately flooded the river, gradually submerging the city. The raging torrent from the mountains mercilessly engulfed the homes, and the cries for help could only disappear from the water.

The earth cracked due to successive earthquakes, and the gray streets made of artificial concrete easily lost their urban function. Even if a major disaster country has taken precautions, it can only preserve its appearance. The life-sustaining veins along the buildings were quickly cut off, and the world’s largest city was reduced to a gray tower.

This is a drawing of hell – yes, a picture of hell.

This scene is indeed worthy of being called the streets of hell.

The toddlers who lost their parents cried and searched for their parents, but no characters appeared to answer their call, and they could only die slowly because their skin was burned black.

The tears had been evaporated by the high heat before they landed, and the blood changed from red to black as it dripped.

People in a state of panic rushed to escape, only to be crushed and trampled by others who fled and lost their lives.

Under the sense of individuality revealed in the state of limits, there is no room for the spirit of fraternity to germinate.

These people, deprived of their human dignity, look like beasts trying to escape disaster.

After casually looking at the sky.

You can see the sea of clouds shrouded in black smoke rolling up like a whirlpool, and the thunder seems to be the roar of the cloven-hoofed class.

The appearance of stirring the atmosphere with its hooves is indeed worthy of being compared to a yak galloping in the sky.

However, the super beast that appeared in this destroyed city is not the only one.

The king of cloven hooves moving stupidly in the dark clouds.

Look at the dead-eyed giant who laughs at it.

The Dragon King who set off a storm with eight heads.

The golden retriever fluttered in the wind but was ashamed of the ape god who lowered his head.

At the other end of the smoke, more demon kings roared and ravaged the human world.

The mere appearance of one of the strongest demon kings who may be enough to endanger human history is gathering to burn the world. Isn’t this a hellish sight, and what is it?

As the embodiment of calamity, the demon kings should be like storms, like tsunamis, like thunderstorms, showing their fangs to everything in the world indiscriminately.

However, this is not the most terrifying existence.

The superbeasts that gallop above the civilized city are undoubtedly the destroyers of history, they appear like natural disasters, and disappear like natural disasters, and in the trajectory of their actions, even ruins will not be left.

However –

This is not really a trial.

The vicious creatures incarnated by [Natural Disasters] are just pure [perpetrators]! There is not a trace of [justice] in their actions, they exist in themselves, only to destroy.

But.

Those three heads are completely different existences.

They are not pure abusers, but real trials.

There is an alien dragon that destroys all civilizations indiscriminately, and the red jade pupil of the three-headed demon dragon reflects the ultimate despair.

There is the invisible demon king of the captive civilization in the birdcage, which is the ideal land of lost intellect.

The decadent black wind surrounds the end of the world, and the faceless end is releasing the signal of [hunger], ready to pull the trigger of devouring at any time.

Finally –

There is also a pure white figure.

Separate from civilization, he looked at it all with a rational eye.

He is not a natural disaster, nor a trial.

The existence of that heterogeneity is not recognized by the times, but stands above existing concepts.

However, what he was carrying was the Black Eternal Banner representing the [End].

Behind that pure white body, the world fell into chaos.

At his feet, lies a million gods.

One person slaughtered thousands of gods and Buddhas, and carried the sins of blood alone.

At this time, the wind of eschatological destruction blows in the earth.

He pointed straight to the sky and asked for the top of the box.

“Come on…”

At this moment, that back, under the background of the black flag, even after a hundred years, is still frozen in the legend.

At the same time, in the pupils of this great demon king.

What is reflected is another flag.

It was the boundless earth, and the end of the earth gave birth to the first light, that is…

Right at this moment!

An evil pupil opened its eyes.

With cold sweat all over his body, this [Thousand Eyes] big cadre woke up.

The Great Devil of Omniscience and Almighty, Laplace!

This time the slumber is far shorter than the past slumber.

It’s because of this dream!

“This is… Dream!? ”

She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, covered her cheeks, and all the red light in her evil pupils glowed before.

That was… The cold light of killing.

What is reflected is the existence of corpses, and the cruel scene of millions of gods being repelled.

And then –

The next moment, she understood.

This is not a dream.

This is her great prophecy.

Future eschatology is much more than that.

Natural disasters and trials, this is just the beginning.

I finally calmed down.

On the shoulder, he was patted by someone.

“Are you awake? Laplace ——? ”

That’s a woman’s voice.

Looking back, it was a strange woman, although her body was petite, but it was not necessarily what it was.

Considering that the other party’s Lingge cannot be detected, it is likely that external measures are taken to hide the Lingge.

“You’re ——?”

Laplace tilted his head.

A hint of doubt appeared on her pretty face.

The girl smiled briskly.

“Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, the first time you incarnated into human form, you haven’t seen it yet-”

Moment.

The girl unlocked the Lingge.

At this moment, Laplace’s demon eyes saw through everything in an instant.

It was a dragon.

Its very existence is enough to rival a world.

Without living up to her shocking size, there is indeed a cosmology behind it.

“World Dragon… Is that you? Julimore—”

“Hundreds of years away, is it okay?”

The World Dragon smiled and gently hugged Laplace, who was covered in sweat.

“My name is still a secret for the time being, if you are external, just call me Xiaoju.”

“Through the hands of the two goddesses, a definite prophecy content has been formulated for you, and judging by your nervous appearance, it seems that you have predicted something incredible!”

Hearing this, Laplace’s body trembled.

“I see, the end of the box court world and the civilized world-”