Ian's Ultimate Terror, Doraemon, Save Me!
"Boom--"
With a dull, heavy thud.
The Evil Mage and the Siming Darkness both shuddered, their eyes widening in horror as they looked behind them at the dark figure shrouded in dust.
That monster...
He's back!!
The two looked back in a panic.
"Clap!" "Clap!" "Clap!"...
Accompanied by the slow, heavy, and steady sound of footsteps.
Their hearts were pounding.
A soft laugh rang out, like a familiar old acquaintance greeting each other, but it was no less than a devil's whisper in their ears.
"How does it feel to return from hell?"
Upon hearing these words...
In the half of the Evil Mage's head that had now recovered, a deep fear was revealed in the bloodshot eye.
It was clear that his previous calm demeanor had vanished, replaced by an uncontrollable terror.
He seemed to want to say something.
Unfortunately, his tongue was broken and was slowly recovering, making it impossible for him to clearly express himself.
Siming, standing to the side, stiffened, and after noticing Ian, whispered.
"I'm sorry, Evil Mage..."
The words had barely left his mouth.
"Boom!"
In an instant, his body, shrouded in a black cloak, exploded into a ball of blazing blue flame, then sped away and disappeared from the scene.
In the arena, only a black cloak slowly burning with blazing blue flames and Evil Mage with one side of his face contorted with rage remained.
"Laugh..."
On the ravaged ground, tiny, eerie blue flames slowly flickered.
Ian glanced at the dark figure of the Siming who had fled without a word, and couldn't help but chuckle. His gaze fell on the terrified Evil Mage, and he laughed.
"It seems... your companions have abandoned you..."
"He's quite pragmatic, but unfortunately not smart enough; he thought he could really escape..."
"The sad thing is, although you have been resurrected, your companions don't believe you can still be saved!"
At this point in the story...
Ian looked at the other person, a smirk playing on his lips, his gaze revealing a chilling intent.
"How pathetic... You finally experienced a miracle, only to have that hope dashed. Why don't you try and see if a miracle... might happen to you again?"
As he spoke, Ian approached the other person slowly with a cold smile on his face.
At this moment, the Evil Mage's last remaining eyeball was wide open, as if desperately trying to escape.
Unfortunately, his damaged body is still in the process of recovery.
Amplified by the lingering blood-red threads of Post-mortem Nen, it reconstructed the organs in his chest and abdomen, as well as the muscles and nerves in his thighs.
Given enough time, he might recover and become a normal adult again.
But Ian won't give him that hope.
He wanted the other person to die in this despair.
Ian's imposing figure approached his opponent step by step, while the black robes of Siming, which had fallen to the ground, slowly burned in the icy blue flames, emitting a hissing sound.
At this moment, the Evil Mage was like a sitting duck.
With Ian's current powerful physique, all he needs to do is get close to his opponent; one punch is all it takes to easily smash his head to pieces!
"Crack!"
At this moment, Ian had approached within five meters of the Evil Mage.
Just then...
An unexpected situation suddenly occurred!
"تصبح على الخير..."
Suddenly, the Evil Mage's only remaining eye widened, its pupil bloodshot, as he stared intently at Ian.
At this very moment!
The fear that had been on his face was gone, replaced by a calmness that suppressed madness.
Even though his tongue was broken, he was still uttering strange sounds.
Ian's expression froze for a moment.
The light in his eyes seemed to dim slightly, and he stood frozen in place.
A series of obscure and strange sounds seemed to penetrate his ears and spread rapidly into his brain.
At this moment, Ian was in sight.
All around was pitch black, and in the distance, on the vast land, an indescribable creature slowly rose from the horizon.
Huge... desolate... obscure... creeping... polluted... solid...
Even Ian!
At that moment, I felt as if I was gripped by immense fear.
His body was so terrified by witnessing the colossal object, beyond description, slowly rising from the ground that he was unable to move!
Outer God?
In my mind!
Complex and intense thoughts from his past life flooded his mind, threatening to devour all of Ian's reason!
All sorts of whimsical ideas that came from my mind.
But now it has become a weapon to punish him, transforming into the most terrifying and horrifying imagination, aiming to completely break his spirit.
In the distance, there was a terrifying creature so enormous it was almost as big as the moon near Earth.
Ian couldn't even describe its horror in words!
Those tentacles, which blotted out the sky, seemed capable of tearing the earth apart. At that moment, the other party seemed to transform into the monsters or Gods that came from the most terrifying imaginations of humankind.
At the same time.
The real world.
"Boom!"
Just as the icy blue flames were about to consume the black robes that had fallen beside the Evil Mage, they suddenly dispersed, revealing a hunched figure!
He was an old man with strange flame patterns etched on his forehead!
He had just landed.
Without the slightest hesitation, he merely glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Evil Mage who was muttering something to himself.
The next moment.
His body exploded with power!
Two fiercely surging, bright blue flames burned in the center of his outstretched palms, and then he quickly moved to the side of Ian was standing motionless.
Without hesitation, he directly slammed the blazing blue flames onto the opponent's burly body.
This is precisely the perfectly coordinated combined attack from their Scythe of Judgment!
Evil Mages possess the ability to manipulate blood and create mental illusions, allowing them to briefly control their enemies!
His flames can even burn Nen, so even the most powerful Nen user would be killed if they were careless!
"Laugh--"
The torrential flames covered Ian's entire body, and the surging icy blue flames, like concentrated sulfuric acid, continuously eroded his Nen.
Siming's expression was solemn as he stared intently, having already unleashed the full power of this mental fire!
At this moment, cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He dared not be careless in the slightest. He knew that once the monster in front of him woke up, he and the Evil Mage would surely face death!
The strategy they devised, with his life and the Evil Mage's life at stake, left neither side daring to predict the outcome!
It's a pity... Golden Gun isn't here, otherwise their chances of winning would be even higher!
This is how battles are fought by Nen users.
Whether it was carelessness or a mistake...
With no information available, until the very last moment, no one knows which way the scales of victory will tip!
"Hurry... hurry..."
Siming Darkness was drenched in cold sweat. The old man clenched his teeth and stared intently at the incredibly powerful young man before him, whose icy blue flames were relentlessly attacking him!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
Even Uvogin, Chrollo, and Emina, who were far away, hadn't expected this...
Ian paid the price for his carelessness.
His pupils reflected the terrifying creature, as large as the sky; the extreme oppression made it hard for him to breathe!
Normally it would be fine.
However, the rapid mental processing brought about by the [Performance-Enhancing Liquid] also made his thinking dozens of times faster than that of an ordinary person under the influence of the Evil Mage's ability to create illusions.
In just a few Kung Fu Hustle, he witnessed the most terrifying scene hidden deep within his heart!
But at the same time.
When fear reaches its extreme, the extinguished rationality begins to rebound rapidly!
"Outer... Outer God?"
Cthulhu?
"By the way... I have 4D Pocket. Even if the sky collapses and the earth cracks, even if the entire planet is devoured by you monsters, I still have a chance to turn the tables!"
In an instant, the fear on Ian's face vanished!
As he imagined it.
In the next second.
A miracle has occurred!
At that very moment, behind the enormous, boundless, writhing monster that resembled a fallen planet, a new, perfectly round white sphere appeared once more!
Ian's reason is returning!
"It's okay... it's okay!"
"Even if everything comes to an end, I still have the system. It can reverse time and space, and rewrite any unfavorable situation!"
As his thoughts began to form.
From within the perfectly round white sphere, a massive beam of light shot out, enveloping the boundless monster.
The next second!
Something terrifying happened!
The writhing monster shrank in an instant, moving at incredible speed!
From a shape the size of the moon, twisted, obscure, and incomprehensible limbs, it transformed in almost a second into the size of a city, appearing from afar like a gigantic space monster covering the entire sky.
Then the next second.
Its body shrank again.
Twisted, writhing tentacles with suckers; bizarre patterns that constantly change color; a brown body secreting various viscous liquids...
At this very moment, before Ian's eyes, floated the sky.
It was just a giant octopus that was several hundred meters long!
Although it was also a huge creature.
However, compared to the oppressive feeling of being shrouded in clouds, as if a planet were falling, it is now completely different!
Even now, he could easily shatter it with a single punch!
"What?! It's just a mere Sea Kings, trying to scare me by pretending to be Outer God!"
Ian's reason returned, and he sneered, wishing he could fly into the air right now and smash that writhing octopus to pieces with one punch!
"However... the other party just shrunk..."
"Did someone use the [Small Light]? That's strange, I don't think I used that item!"
Could it be...?
Ian looked puzzled, then raised his head and gazed at the universe, his eyes seeming to see through the heavens.
And at this very moment.
The clouds in the sky parted, as if he could see the starry sky directly.
He finally saw the round, white ball clearly.
It was a hand!
And the owner of the hand!
It was a huge, round, blue head with wide-open eyes, as big as the moon!