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“KiHIT!”

Big cockroaches with long tails like whips!

The ‘maple’ broke their eggs and flew in unison.

“Kihii-!"

Pudda-duck!

The Dragon of Doom snorted.

“Flying bugs again! Come, come as you please! I'll burn you to the ground! Not even the hope of what you have in your heart! ” T r a n s l at ed b y jp mt l.c o ｍ

Bloop!

The Dragon of the Apocalypse made a hot flame with its hands.

It was enough to burn the bugs.

However, these wingworms were a little different from the donkeys.

Maples who only live a day were not meant to fight in the first place.

Survival.

“Kihei!” T r an sl a te d by jp mt l.coｍ

Puddin '!

The maple didn't attack the Dragon of Doom.

Instead, the memory of their birth rests on top of the heads of the forest species.

[Oh, no, not again.]

“Wait, let me see! ”

The rabbit screamed and quickly took out his cell phone.

And as I looked ahead through the camera app, an amazing scene was beginning beyond that.

“It's an egg! It's spawning! ”

Maples laying eggs on the heads of memory and forest tribes!

And the eggs swell up at a rapid rate.

Boo-ooo!

[Hiic! Look at the speed!]

“What? Why is it growing so fast? ”

With a tremendous rate of hatching, the jewels and rabbits were terrified, and a second maple was born. Tra n sl ated by jp ｍ t l.ｃo ｍ

Boo-ooo! Bang! Fang Fang!

“Kihei!”

The eggs burst and the ‘second’ maple flapped their wings.

But I quickly sat down again and lay eggs on people's heads.

Boo, boo, boo! Bam!

A third maple was born.

And then they lay another egg.

The process was repeated over and over again.

“Now, hold on! How long are you planning on laying eggs? ”

The dragon of the Apocalypse had no choice but to panic.

As time went on, the number of maple in the sky was growing exponentially!

Like they don't care about anything but laying eggs!

Bam, bam! Bam!

To keep laying eggs, they started protecting their hosts!

Memory and the forest! T ra n sl a t ed by jpｍt l .ｃo ｍ

“Kihii-!"

All the attacks on them have been completely blocked and they have begun to oxidize!

“Dare! Worms -! ”

The Doomsday Dragon spewed out its fury and continued to burn maple blocking its sight.

Dozens of maples turned to ash at once, yet the number of maples was growing steadily and steadily, without any fading tone.

[Yaaaa! I remember the time of the attack! Memories!]

“Get out of here! Hurry up!"

The desperate screams of the memory reach the forest tribes.

“Hehe! Your Highness! Please be safe!”

“Someday I'll have to go again...! ”

The tribes of the forest that had survived came up with the tail of a maple full of sky.

The other hand still cherishes the branch of the world's number.

Puddin '!

Maples hang them by their tails and scatter their horns.

Of course, we couldn't manipulate their direction, but the maple that could carry their tails at any time was full of sky. T ra nsla t e d by Ｊpmtl.c o ｍ

“You think you can get away from me! ”

After all, the dragon of the Apocalypse paused to siphon the power of the world's waters.

Since the world water didn't set foot anyway, it was a quick task to remove the seeds of hope that were fleeing from him now.

He took his hands off the water of the world, spread out his hands and gave tremendous energy to the forest tribes…….

Chubby!

“ ……! ”

At that moment, the Dragon of the Apocalypse felt ominous and hurriedly looked back at the memory.

A young and weak saint who performs such a foolish miracle even with the power of creation.

“... Don't you feel sorry for him? How happy it is to eat...... ”

She mutters, not breathing any records, with a stern look on her face.

[Harpoon-2]

Something shocking happened.

I noticed that Harpoon didn't have a mouth.

Somehow I only lived a day!

I was starving to death!

Don't you feel sorry for him?

How happy it is to eat, and starve to death while laying eggs all day!

Besides, even if you were born with eggs, you'd still be like your parents, right?

…….

“Now, hold on! What is that record? Why do I feel like this...!? ”

Choo-choo! Choo-choo!

The second record of the whirlwind.

The ominous‘ brawl ’that I felt in that content gave me the creeps of the end dragon.

“Doppelgänger.”

The snow shines straight down.

Bam, bam! Bam!

The record is complete, and the Doppelgänger has begun to be born, not Maple, above the heads of the Memory and Forest races.

[Awesome….]

Why did the rabbit's mouth open?

White hair.

Doppelgängers with expressionless, frozen impressions.

Their appearance resembled the memory of each of the forest tribes who had fled.

But that wasn't the problem.

“... Wow, this is really great! ”

Jungdown remembered very well.

None of the doppelgangers he met at Mugando were born empty-handed.

The same armor or clothing was worn by the participants who were their hosts.

Above all, even the ‘weapon’ that the participants were carrying was born with their hands.

Just like that...

[Awesome! The Doppelgängers were born with one branch of the world's number in their hands!]

Surprisingly, the Doppelgängers, born to the forest tribes, hold the branches of the world's number in their arms, just like their hosts.

And the Doppelgängers were born with all of the host's memories, so there was no need for a Katabutana explanation to understand the situation.

"You have to run to survive! ’

If you run, you'll die! When the Dragon of Doom destroys the world! ’

‘So we should hide somewhere where the dragon of the Apocalypse does not know and plant the branches of the world's number! ’

We have to raise the world! ’

They desperately began to flee the dragon of the Apocalypse.

[Wow! The Dragon of the Apocalypse will be twice as busy! Oh, no! Maples are still breeding doppelgangers! Soon you'll be triple or quadruple busy!]

“…… that's not the point. ”

Yes?

The rabbit turns its head in a straight line.

And he looked at the Doppelgänger in Memory.

The Book of Life in her hands, to be exact.

The rabbit's complexion became pale.

[Huff. Is that really...?]

“How can the Book of Life exist again-! ”

The dragon of the Apocalypse was appalled.

The Doppelgänger of Memory was born with the Book of Life!

The memory urgently asked the girl who looked just like her.

“Great! Let's read the diary together! Read anything!"

“…… Yes. ”

The Doppelgänger of Memory looks a little dazed, but nods coldly.

She knew it because she was born with all of her memories.

The only way to live now is to read the book of life.

“Mosquitoes living in the forest.... ”

The Doppelgänger of Memory begins to read the book of life.

And surprisingly, in the book of life she was holding, enormous diversions appeared!

The dragon of the Apocalypse turns to the memory, without even thinking of chasing after the tribes of the forest.

“No way! How can there be only one book of life in the world? ”

“Not two. ”

“ ……! ”

In this chaotic situation, the memory of looking straight at the dragon of the Apocalypse was brisket sweat.

And beside it....

Chuck. Chuck.

The third and fourth doppelgangers stood side by side and opened their "Book of Life."

And in all of those books, every single record began to rush out of the world.

Grrrrrrr! Krrrrrrr!

Kiheek-!

“Ugh! Crazy! Are those books really the Book of Life? ”

As many times as so far, the dragon of the Apocalypse was terrified and had no choice but to retreat.

One by one it was a weakened record, but there were too many.

“I can't let this madness continue! Die!”

The Dragon of Doom desperately killed one Doppelgänger in memory.

But even then, the Doppelgänger of Memory was still being reborn.

Hold the Book of Life in your hand.

“Wow, the answer is quantitative assault! This is how you do it! ”

And in the middle of this fierce battlefield, Jungdown was clapping his hands with popcorn.

[It's really cool. I don't think I can win, but I don't think I'll ever lose. By the way...... Is that really okay?]

It was the Alpha who resisted the rabbit's words.

Unique

There is only one book of life in the world.

If such an aggressive existence were copied so indiscriminately.

[Finally... you did it... Yeah, that's exactly what I wanted.]

Solia's voice is utterly exhausted.

As the book of life became more and more disastrous, the personality that was born in it, Solia, became weaker and weaker.

But it's okay now.

Solia can disappear smiling.

However, I was sorry.

[I'm sorry... However, no matter how much I thought about it, there was no other way. I only chose the car to avoid the worst. So...]

Solia knows that she can't hear her voice anymore, but she continues to speak.

To his own brother who will be left alone.

[So... don't cry. I'm really okay.]

“ ……. ”

The memory was crying.

I will realize it later.

This is exactly the kind of plan Sollia wanted.

That is why he continued to urge himself until the records of the Doppelgänger were found in the diary.

Knowing that...

The memory could never stop reading.

The more the Book of Life grows, knowing that the existence of his sister Solia, who has always been by his side, is rapidly dissipating.

She continued to read the Doppelgänger diary over and over again.

I can't even wipe my tears from my eyes.

“Don't be ridiculous! Do you really think I'll be attacked by such a trivial attack? Grrrrrrr!”

Surrounded by thousands, the dragon of the Apocalypse is completely engulfed in rage.

And I gave up on keeping the ‘human’.

Boom! Boom!

The perfect human body.

As Emperor Bamum's body was torn apart, the dragon of the Apocalypse began to swell.

It didn't matter how the shape changed, because I had already obtained the flesh.

No matter how hard you train, the weak human skin can be torn and bled.

To deal with such endless enemies, you have to be bigger and stronger.

And the ferocious teeth and claws that will tear them apart!

“Mwah!”

“Huh? Where did you see him? ”

Jungdown tilts his head and stutters his memory.

And a memory that comes to mind.

‘That monster...? The lizard statue I encountered when I first arrived at the Temple of Life... ’

Gargoyle, the gatekeeper guarding the entrance to the Temple of Life, was a sculpture based on his appearance. >

[Now, this is the last time. You know what to do, don't you?]

Solia whispers sweetly towards the memory.

[Now the Book of Life is angry enough. Enough to accept you. At this rate, you'll be able to accept the letter of life even if you don't give your life.]

“ ……. ”

The memory is no longer able to hear Solia's voice.

But instinctively I realized what I needed to do.

The fact that in order to deal with that incredible demon, you have to be something like him.

Solia whispers to her again.

[Read the first page of the diary.]

The memory covers the bookshelf.

On the day I met the book of life for the first time, I read his first record.

The first day I became a saint.

His‘ name ’, which he dedicated to the Book of Life.

“…… Erthea's diary. ”

And at that moment, all the records were completed.

Flash!

“ ……! ”

A golden energy burst from the diary!

The radiant energy covered the entire body of the memory.

[Hertia, Dragon of Life. That will be your name from now on.]