Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

The dark magician slowly put away his wand and looked up at the thick black fog that filled the sky. This black fog was like a huge black curtain, covering the entire world and revealing a creepy and gloomy atmosphere.

At this moment, his gaze gradually shifted to the huge dark puppet demon god, Deguf, that towered into the clouds not far away.

Before this, the dark magician had planned to send Deguff along with two other extremely powerful super ancient monsters to wipe out the village that dared to resist him.

However, shortly after Daedala and Orochi set off, an inexplicable sense of unease suddenly came over Dracula Magma. After careful consideration, he finally decided to recall this terrifying dark puppet.

Now it seems that the decision at that time was undoubtedly correct. At least he still has the capital to launch another fierce attack.

"O power of darkness! Become one with me completely!" Along with this roar, the platform where the dark magician was standing began to tremble violently, surging like surging waves.

At the same time, the dark fog as thick as ink seemed to have received some mysterious call, rushing towards this side like crazy, and was continuously swallowed and absorbed by the platform.

In the blink of an eye, the dark magician's body was completely engulfed and enveloped by the boundless power of darkness. The dark mist enveloped him like a cocoon. Beside him, the dark demon god Deguff, also surrounded by the dark power, was not spared either. Their bodies gradually began to merge.

Before this, Deguff was like an emotionless killing machine, mechanically following orders. However, now that the dark magician's powerful dominant consciousness has merged into its body, what kind of wonderful and unknown chemical reaction will occur between the two?

Just as the fusion of the Dark Magician and Deguff was proceeding in full swing, the sky of the entire dark world suddenly became increasingly gloomy and depressing, and the dark aura became increasingly strong and pungent.

Finally, Dracula Magma, who had successfully merged into the body of the demon god Dracula, suddenly burst into a deafening laugh: "Hahahahahaha! Tiny humans, now feel the deep despair brought by this darkness!" Before he finished speaking, he mercilessly released terrifying black lightning, which struck in all directions with the power to destroy the world.

In an instant, loud noises were heard one after another. The originally hard rocks were instantly blown to pieces, and the earth began to shake violently, as if the end of the world had come. It was extremely terrifying.

Looking at the huge body under his control that was wantonly destroying everything around it, leaving a mess wherever it went, the dark magician seemed still not satisfied with this.

Then, its body suddenly changed again, transforming into a huge cocoon-like object. This cocoon was like a bottomless pit, madly devouring the endless stream of powerful dark forces from the dark world.

As time passed, the sun gradually set, and night slowly descended like a thick black curtain, covering the entire earth in endless darkness.

Fearing that the Dark Devil would attack the village again under cover of night, everyone evacuated the village without hesitation before the crisis was completely resolved, rushing to a spacious and enormous cave on the mountainside. This was their temporary refuge.

"Crackle!" Dry branches burned in the blazing fire, occasionally emitting crisp and loud explosions. The faint firelight illuminated a corner of the cave, but it was only barely enough to make out each other's faces.

Dagu, Lina, Zhao Ming, Zhen Jiaoyi and many men, women, young and old in the village were all sitting around the warm fire, living a simple life like primitive humans.

"Oh, I wonder when that dark magician will attack again?" Zhen Jiaoyi looked around curiously with his eyes wide open. He was very excited about this new life experience. For a moment, he could not suppress his inner excitement and curiosity, and he seemed a little too lively and active.

Seeing this, Lina, who was standing by, gently raised her hand and tapped his head, saying in a soft voice, "Can you please be quiet for a moment? We've all been working hard all day!"

Lina slowly turned her head and looked to the other side. She saw Dagu and Zhao Ming lying quietly on a patch of soft animal hide. Their eyes were closed, their breathing steady and deep, clearly already in a sweet dream. Furthermore, the entire village was also gathered around the fire, cuddled together and sound asleep.

Amui sat alone a little further away, his powerful hands tightly gripping the bronze divine light rod, his eyes fixed on the seemingly ordinary metal rod in his hand, his eyes filled with shock and surprise.

Under the illumination of the blazing fire, the bronze magic rod exudes a mysterious and charming luster, like a precious treasure from ancient times, as if silently telling the world a series of thrilling and endless legendary stories.

Daigu and Shinkaku's detailed descriptions of the bronze divine light rod still resonated vividly in Amui's mind. The thought that such a small and exquisite object could contain the magical power to instantly transform a human body into an immense giant made Amui's previously calm heart beat violently. Excitement surged through him like a tide, making it almost impossible to suppress his inner excitement.

He couldn't help but stretch out his other hand and gently stroke the slightly rough surface of the bronze divine light stick, running his fingers along its texture, carefully feeling the unique texture.

At the same time, various images of himself transforming into a giant after waving the magic stick kept appearing in his mind: standing upright and steady like a towering mountain in a vast expanse of land;

Faced with the huge beasts and hideous monsters rushing in from all directions, they did not retreat in fear, but bravely stepped forward, relying on the powerful giant strength they possessed, to resolutely defend and protect this beautiful and rich homeland under their feet.

At that moment, a gentle breeze rustled past, like an invisible hand gently ruffling Amui's hair. He tightly grasped the bronze divine light rod, which emanated a mysterious light, and his gaze gradually became incomparably firm, as if burning with a blazing flame.

He knew that this immense power was more than just an extraordinary ability; it also carried a heavy responsibility. Whenever he thought about the crises that might be brewing in the future, he couldn't help but ask himself: Could he, like the fearless Daiko and Makaku Tsubasa, step forward without hesitation, harnessing this power to become a great hero protecting the village?

Amui took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind that no matter what difficulties, obstacles, or storms he faced in the future, he would never let down the giant blood flowing in his body.

Because that bloodline contains the magical power that allows him to transform into a shining warrior, giving him the courage and strength to fight a desperate battle with the hideous and terrifying monsters. And all of this is to fulfill the sacred mission entrusted to him - as a giant, he resolutely defends the justice that he holds deep in his heart!

"Guard...?" Amui murmured softly, his eyes fixed on the bronze divine light stick in his hand. His thoughts surged like the tide, and he gradually fell into deep contemplation.

For this young man, the meaning of "protection" is too heavy. It means endless dedication, sacrifice, and even the possibility of facing life and death. However, despite this, Amui remains undeterred, bravely facing the huge challenges fraught with uncertainty.

At this moment, Youshalei, who had been standing quietly behind Amui, stared at him silently. Her beautiful, deep eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion. The pendant around her neck suddenly flickered with a faint light, which was fleeting.

Then, without making a sound, You Shalei turned and quietly left. As she walked further away, she left behind only a few words, so low that they were almost inaudible: "The light... has begun to awaken..."