Chapter 902

Kitahara Iori didn't have time to care about the snide remarks in the live stream.

Being on the front line of the scene, he could feel the pressure filling every corner of heaven and earth better than anyone else.

He knew the peerless power of the descending Demon God better than anyone else.

But he still drew the Susanoo Sword at the first moment and piloted the hundreds-of-meters-tall Martial God to soar into the sky.

Compared to the Demon God, the falling wreckage of the Angel of Sky was the problem that should be solved immediately.

Otherwise, from Tokyo-3, Kasugai, Koga, to Osaka, not a single person would survive.

But...

Kitahara Iori, who had slashed down with all his might, froze in mid-air, looked at the sword in his hand, and then looked at the corpse of the Angel of Sky that had passed by him.

Emp... ty?

"Wait, Big Brother, what are you doing..."

Halfway through his sentence, Shinji Ikari's voice stopped abruptly.

The falling "Angel of Sky" fell into the mountains, and the moment it made contact with the mountains, it collapsed entirely.

It turned into an empty, shriveled skin covering the mountains, pressing until the mountains collapsed and the earth shook.

But that was all...

"The Angel of Sky was... eaten from the inside?"

The two looked at each other, both feeling a deep chill.

Clearly.

The Demon God was not only strong but also vicious as hell.

"There's no other way, it seems I can only call for help first."

Kitahara Iori took a deep breath.

"Big Brother, could it be that big sister, oh, big brother?"

Shinji Ikari was stunned.

He remembered a certain blonde who had been gender-bent by his Big Brother Kitahara.

In fact, that person was the first magical girl of this generation.

But...

Shinji Ikari remembered that blonde gentleman's whispers like a demon and his posture like a fierce ghost, and hesitated.

Big Brother, are you sure that when Mr. Imamura comes over, it won't be to first...

"Not bad."

Kitahara Iori opened the light screen while murmuring: "Kohei, my best friend, only you can help me."

The live stream was shocked.

"Holy shit, streamer, are you sure he won't kill you first when he comes over?"

"Hiss, the streamer caused him to lose his 'second brother'; anyone would want to kill the streamer first, right?"

There were also old haters who wiped away moved tears: "Newcomers, you don't understand this; this is friendship."

"Friendship full of murderous intent, right?"

"I suggest the streamer think carefully, otherwise there might be three Demon Gods rampaging."

I'm also in despair.

But what can I do...

Kitahara Iori was lifeless.

Two major Demon Gods came together, and there were only two of them; what's the use of that?

But if there were three, one could drag Melba, and the other two wouldn't ask to kill, just to repel Golza, and then concentrate their power to kill one, even if they just drove it away...

Uh, at least there's a glimmer of hope, right?

And Kohei's magecraft realm has always been a step ahead of him.

He didn't think that as a victim implicated by him, Kohei Imamura hadn't received care from Brother Luo.

Perhaps the progress was even faster than his, and the magical girl transformation was definitely stronger than his.

You have to be impressive, Kohei!!!

"Kohei, my brother, long time no..."

Kitahara Iori squeezed out a hearty smile and opened the light screen with a death-defying awareness.

"... The fire shot by the drawn bow, freezing the night sky... the desolate blue farewell song shoots down the lover..."

Overlapping singing voices, the noise of heavy metal speakers, and flashing, swaying spotlights.

A blonde girl wearing a gorgeous performance costume was singing to her heart's content amidst the screams and cheers of dense crowds of girls.

Shinji Ikari and the live stream fell into silence together.

Kitahara Iori was silent for a moment, feeling a stinging pain in his eyes, and decisively turned it off.

"Must have dialed the wrong number, let me try again..."

The live stream also nodded repeatedly.

"Right, try again."

They felt their eyes were about to go blind just now; perhaps it was because they had been watching the live stream all night and the mental pressure was too great, leading to hallucinations.

They actually saw the streamer's blonde gay friend wearing women's clothes, dancing and singing on stage, and singing that most popular song in the streets and alleys nowadays, the song of human evil's funeral, "The Day I Shot My Lover."

What was even more terrifying was that their shameful hearts were moved.

They actually felt that the blonde girl was a bit cute; could it be because men understand men best?

Illusion,

It's definitely an illusion.

Taking a deep breath, Kitahara Iori opened the communication again under the nervous gaze of the audience...

"Ahhh—Sister, I love you!!"

"Luvi-sama———!!!"

The boys and girls danced their glowing fluorescent sticks into a whirlwind, screaming at the top of their lungs, and some even fainted on the spot.

The enthusiastic stage, the atmosphere was simply as hot as summer.

Looking at the enthusiastic stage, then looking at their own Earth-kun who was about to be finished, Kitahara Iori was expressionless: "Looks like it's wrong again... wrong my ass, that's definitely that guy Kohei!!!"

He waved his fist with a ferocious expression.

Even if this guy turned to ash, he wouldn't mistake him.

On that gorgeous stage, the blonde girl shining with brilliant light was definitely Kohei Imamura, his gay friend Kohei.

Even the name used was the "Luvi" he had removed.

If it wasn't Kohei, who was it?

But that was for you to use this code name to transform into a magical girl to save the world, not to stand on the stage shining with brilliant light.

Too arrogant, this guy Kohei.

That expression of happiness, that expression of having achieved his life's ideals, was too disgusting.

Kitahara Iori clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red.

Why was he here, trembling with fear, preparing to fight for his life, while this guy Kohei could enjoy happiness and the worship and yearning of millions?

Even the current difficulty was just the beginning; there were countless bitter battles waiting for him in the future...

"Giggle giggle... Kohei, I will use this right hand of mine to shatter your happiness."

Kitahara Iori laughed in a broken way, laughing so much that Shinji Ikari beside him jumped far away like a cat with its fur standing on end, looking at her vigilantly.

"Scum, streamer..."

"This kind of mentality of being so jealous that you want to destroy is too ugly."

"Huang Mao brother really had eight lifetimes of bad luck to end up with a good brother like you."

Old viewers (haters) didn't need to guess; seeing Kitahara's twisted expression of jealousy, they knew what he was thinking.

These scum brothers of theirs were too famous in the eyes of these old viewers.

At this moment.

"... In this world that has lost its lover, what color flowers will bloom? The cross-fire embracing the silver moon, like thorns wrapping around the body, the desolate and clean last arrow, shoots me down..."

In the sorrowful and lonely tune.

Amidst the screams and cheers of the dense crowd in the entire venue, the girl finished the song, and like an elegant noble princess, she bowed and slowly looked up.