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Hercules Unicorn looked at Mitsukoro's appearance, and from the bottom of his heart, there was a sense of worship and surrender.

It seems that the man standing in front of him is not a silent Mitsukoro.

It is the origin of the digital world, the only true God.

"Beetlemon, in my eyes, your evolutionary data, there are no secrets. "

Mitsukoro looked at the golden beetle under his feet, stroked it gently, and said expressionlessly.

Beetlemon, an insect-based Digimon that can be found everywhere.

For the average person.

The ultimate Herculese unicorn is its final form.

But in the eyes of Mitsukoro, who has mastered the secrets of the data world and can be called the "juvenile world tree".

Its evolutionary journey has only just begun.

"Decoding, the ultimate body re-evolves. "

"The Emperor of Worms, the Tyrant Unicorn Beast. "

Mitsukoro tapped his fingertips.

Countless data turbulences emitting dark ripples instantly covered the golden beetle's body.

It is constantly divided, transformed, and reorganized.

The one that finally appeared in front of you.

It is an ultimate insect emperor with a body size of more than a kilometer and one wing, like wings that cover the sky-

Tyrant, unicorn!

"Very good, in this state, there is a hint of the texture of the ultimate creature. "

The corners of Mitsukolang's mouth covered by data drew a mysterious arc.

The Tyrant Unicorn is covered in a dense alloy of time.

Even if you bomb with the maximum yield of hydrogen bombs, you will not be able to leave a shallow white mark.

"In addition, the Tyrant Unicorn can manipulate the will of all insect-type Digimon as he pleases, mass-producing fully and mature insect-based Digimon, and its special moves [Bug Burst" and "Bug Whirlwind" can attack and defend at once, with almost no weaknesses. "

Mitsukoro floated over a data panel in front of his eyes and interpreted it in a low voice.

"Buzz. "

The tyrant unicorn hovers in mid-air and lets out a low hissing sound to swear loyalty to Mitsukoro.

With his current strength, as well as Mitsukoro's decoding speed.

Every minute, it can produce one full-fledged Insect Digimon, or 100 mature Digimon.

However, what Mitsukoro needs is not this kind of high-end combat power.

"It's just a bunch of data, let's fill it in. "

Looking at the tyrant unicorn beast covered in purple armor, handsome and cold.

With a wave of his hand, Mitsuko Lang defined a cold command.

"We are producing larval insect-based Digimon at full speed, with an estimated 100,000 per minute. "

"Each juvenile Digimon is covered in a hard carapace, which can be considered ten times the weight of the same volume of rock. "

In front of Mitsukoro's eyes, a string of sophisticated data flashed.

According to the calculations.

At least 32 minutes and 4 seconds, it can produce enough entomon-based Digimon to fill Mount Rich Earth.

Use the endless insect tide to plug the crater that brought destruction to humanity.

This is Mitsukoro's choice.

Hmmm-

The tyrant unicorn beast dodged and instantly crossed a distance of thousands of miles.

Stood in front of Mt. Futu.

Mitsukoro also took a slight step.

In front of him, a myriad of gates of data and nothingness were outlined.

It's like a signal spreading.

Mitsukoro transforms himself into "digital", transmits it to Mt. Tomito, and then concretizes it into "reality" to achieve a teleportation-like effect.

"Let's get started. "

He looked at the Tyrant Unicorn Beast and nodded slightly.

Bang la blah.

In the void, countless small, but incomparably heavy insect Digimon covered in hard carapaces fell into the hot molten slurry below.

There were no screams, as Mitsuko erased their pain data.

He stood in the air and looked down on it all.

Like a god, like a devil!

......

In the Dongjing neighborhood, the restless citizens all ran to the street.

Cars are jammed on the road, lined up in a long line of steel ruins.

People are anxiously honking the horn, and the sound of the beeping horn makes the mood even more anxious.

Fear, impatience, worry, anger, despair...

Countless negative emotions turned into almost substantial black gas, slowly flowing towards the digital gap.

Hidden in the darkness, the Apocalyptic Beast grows in power.

Until—

"What's that?"

"A long river of black and purple flows into the molten slurry from above the moon. "

"What kind of phenomenon is this, is it Amaterasu descending?"

Suddenly, a grumpy driver noticed an anomaly in the direction of Mount Futu.

Eyes widened.

Tianhe, the real Tianhe!

Following the position of the silver moon hanging upside down, towards the mountain pass at the core of Futu Mountain, the black and purple river water was continuously tilted.

Is it the water of the River Styx?

Or is it the salvation of all, the holy water of salvation?

Just when everyone wants to kneel and pray.

A voice of disdain echoed through the congested streets.

"Aren't we fooled enough?"

"First of all, the black sun over Dongjing blasted the Futu Mountain to erupt. "

"It was a huge ball of energy as bright as gold, and it ended up farting and nothing was done. "

"None of these supernatural phenomena are good for humans, hurry up and run for your life, no one can save RB. "

Oh, yes.

The disdainful voices that echoed in the streets sounded the alarm in everyone's hearts.

Already deceived twice, isn't that enough?

This time, it must be the same as before, a disillusionment...

According to the Meteorological Bureau and the Ministry of Volcanoes, the activity of Futu Mountain is currently declining rapidly at an index of 2.71% per minute, and it is expected that it will return to normal in fifteen minutes at most!"

"According to the data from the front-line investigation of the Self-Defense Forces, the main reason for the outbreak of the crisis in Mt. Futu is a black-purple beast with a body size of more than 1,000 meters. He seems to be controlled by humans and is doing his best to save RB. "

"Now, let's focus the real-time camera on this black and purple beast, the hero who saved the world, the chosen son of RB-"

Just when everyone is desperate.

The sound of radio resounding throughout the urban area, through dozens of armed helicopters, spread rapidly throughout the entire Dongjing City.

The eyes of the desperate people slowly widened, and large drops of crystal liquid flowed.

Saved!

I was frightened for dozens of hours.

From a civilized city where human beings are impregnable, to a poor refugee who has lost his home.

They were finally saved!

"It's that man! the bespectacled hero, he's the chosen son of RB, the only god who can save us!"

"Go to his Amen, go to his Amitabha, go to his immeasurable celestial. Only that man is the real God, the God who will appear in front of mankind!"

The helicopter set up a virtual projection to magnify the image of Photon Lang countless times.

Displayed throughout the city, let everyone remember his existence.

Even the host of the TV station was excited and shouted loudly.

"Once upon a time, I was a staunch materialist who believed that humans were the most powerful creatures in the world, and that there would be no existence above them at all. "

"Today, I finally understood. "

"It turns out that there really are gods in this world!