Agumon who wants to become Omegamon

the reason.

The silver-white sword blade, now a bow shard, reflected the horrified eyes of the Wrestling Volcano Beast and the cold expression of the Armored King Beast.

"Phoenix Fire Strike..."

The whispers sounded like those of a lover, yet they contained a terrifying coldness and indifference.

As the flames erupted and the Wrestling Volcanomon was exhausted, Armoredmon's free hand immediately drew back the bowstring to a full moon position. A jet-black arrow, carrying immense destructive power, was then aimed at the Wrestling Volcanomon.

Volcanic Beast.

With a drastic change in his expression, he released the bowstring and fired the arrow. And then, a beam of dark light erupted!

What followed was the miserable state of the wrestling volcano beast.

"A sword... can be used like this?"

Frankenstein's eyes twitched as he watched the smoke clear, and Armoredmon, looking so majestic, hadn't caused any damage at all!

and···.··

That bow...

With Frankenstein's sharp eyes, he could naturally tell that it was a bow made of two longswords. He never imagined that swords could be used to create the appearance of an archer.

"Could it be...?"

Frankenstein's eyes changed, and he raised an eyebrow, realizing a possibility: the archer was the true form of the Armored Beast, and the two swords were just ordinary melee weapons.

After all, isn't it normal for archers to be able to fight in melee? Just like those unorthodox Grand Mages who max out all their magic points with buffs and then deal with the rest in melee.

This is how a magician should operate!

Of course, these science monsters didn't know this; they were just guessing that Armoredmon's attack focus was on ranged attacks.

His conjecture was subsequently proven correct.

Seeing that they seemed to have recovered, Armored Beast drew its bowstring taut again, aimed at them, and fired continuously.

The speed of the arrows was comparable to the firing of a machine gun; in an instant, the jet-black arrows covered the area around the noble pumpkin beasts.

This was just a normal attack from Armored Beast.

"not good!"

Seeing this, the noble pumpkin beast's expression changed drastically. It hurriedly raised the "Harmony Jack's Staff" in its hand, and the spatial fluctuations from before reappeared, causing a large amount of water... or rather, pumpkin soup, to gush up from the ground, turning into a stream of water.

The walls, painted in a dark brown, defended against the overwhelming barrage of arrows.

"Atlantic Giant - Modified"

The move, which was originally supposed to involve pouring a large amount of pumpkin soup into a person's body to cause them to rupture, has been modified again. However, this is normal practice, since this is the real digital world, and anything is possible.

Because the enemy isn't a target; they won't just stand still and let you shoot them.

"I can't hold them off for long, Frankenstein's monster!"

The noble pumpkin beast's eyes darkened as it looked at the part of its defense that had been penetrated. It gritted its teeth and shouted at the only free hand that was the science monster.

"learn."

Frankenstein's monster had long since put down the wrestling volcano beast and was now wielding his enormous battle axe.

Then, it broke out of the protective circle of the noble Pumpkin Beast and charged directly at the Armored King Beast.

"Commendable courage." Facing the Frankenstein monster facing the rain of arrows head-on, Armoredmon nodded calmly in agreement, but then added, "But it's foolish for you to be the only one charging forward."

Armored Beast calmly commented, and in an instant, it drew the bowstring taut again, converging with the previously unique arrow, but it was not the kind of power that was like a beam of light like "Phoenix Fire Strike".

"Phoenix Arrow!"

The pitch-black flames transformed once again into a burning arrow, but unlike before, this was no longer a light cannon, but an attack with enhanced piercing capabilities—essentially an upgraded version of the arrow.

Because this move was adapted from "Rinka Slash".

"I'm not the only one!"

Frankenmon ignored the attack from Armored Kingmon and said this.

The next moment, Armored Beast understood what he meant.

"Don't forget us, you bastard!"

Wrestling Volcano Beast roared, unleashing a fist beam blast of flames that struck Armored Kingmon's powerful arrow, negating the attack aimed at Frankenmon.

"Trick or treat, Wallace!"

The Noble Pumpkin Beast spread its hands and made a grasping motion, and small pumpkins appeared around the Armored King Beast. These were miniature versions of the Noble Pumpkin Beast, created to prevent its enormous size from being easily cut down.

Although the power has decreased with the size of the monster, the speed has increased significantly. In fact, all the pumpkin bombs hit the Armored Beast, and the damage caused was not much worse than the original large pumpkin bomb explosion.

However, since the Armored Beast could sense the fluctuations in space, how could it remain indifferent and allow them to approach?

Before the pumpkin bombs even appeared, Armored Beast seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, its hand speed increasing dramatically in an instant. It not only detonated all the approaching pumpkin bombs but also managed to repel Frankenstein Monster in the process.

They practically nailed him to the ground.

"hateful!"

"We can't get close at all."

The three members of the Noble Pumpkin Beast were all in bad shape, as the Armored Kingmon's attacks became even more rapid. Even the Noble Pumpkin Beast, which hadn't been the primary target before, had its pristine white dress stained with dust, let alone the Armored Kingmon.

The Royal Beasts primarily target Frankenstein Monsters and Wrestling Volcano Beasts.

Just when the three of them were about to give up, exhausted from the fight.

Armored Beast went all out, unleashing a "Phoenix Fire Strike".

After the explosion subsided, only the three of them remained, lying paralyzed on the ground.

This was a complete and utter crushing defeat, both in process and in result!

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Chapter Thirty-Four: The Movements of All Parties (Part Two)

"Hey!"

Ogremon X, who had been watching the whole thing, finally couldn't help but speak up. He had kept quiet before because he was afraid of affecting Armoredmon's performance, but now, seeing Armoredmon using such force, he finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"Don't worry," came the cold voice of the Armored Beast. "They're fine, they just need to lie down for a while."

"At this crucial moment..."

Ogremon X's voice suddenly turned low and somber; without a doubt, Armoredmon could guess how grim his expression had become.

"Whether it's the key or not isn't for you to decide." The Armored Kingmon's gaze remained icy, its rationality bordering on coldness. It knew perfectly well what Ogremon X was referring to, but precisely because of that, it was even more determined to injure Ogremon X's comrades.

My friends.

The key to revenge lies not with the Noble Pumpkin Beast and the others, but with himself and with the Armored King Beast.

If it's just a matter of discussing a plan and then using the power of the Armored Beast to sweep through, it's fine if they can win, but if they can't, then they're basically just packing up and sending them away.

For his own sake, Armored Beast felt it was necessary to take some time to prepare. Who knew how powerful the Death Beast, who had ruled the City of the Dead for many years, was, and how many trump cards it had up its sleeve? It was certainly beyond Armored Beast's imagination.

Therefore, Armored Beast felt it was better to wait a while and allow its strength to improve in order to deal with any possible emergencies.

"Tch..." Ogremon X pouted in dissatisfaction, then said, "So what do you plan to do?"

"Nothing."

The voice of Armoredmon rang out, ignoring Ogremon X's thoughts, and continued, "Now is not a good time, let's do it later."

After saying that, a beam of light emanated from Armoredmon, and in an instant, Armoredmon split into two Digimon.

"Let's carry them back to the restaurant now."

Huangfu Weilai's clear voice rang out, gesturing to the uncertain-looking Ogremon X in front of him.

"..."

OgreX did not respond.

"Sigh..." Huangfu Weilai sighed in distress, and continued, "Don't you care about your companion's injuries?"

"Tsk..."

Ogremon X finally responded, glaring at Huangfu Future with displeasure. He knew Huangfu Future wouldn't kill him, but thinking this, his pace quickened as he ran towards Noble Pumpkinmon and the others.

As for killing them, he could still inflict serious injuries, so he still needed to assess the condition of the noble pumpkin beast and the others.

"Saying one thing and meaning another... that old tsundere..."

Silently watching Ogre Beast X walk past his back, Huangfu Future labeled him.

"Wake up, wrestling volcano beast."

"The noble pumpkin beast, and the Frankenstein monster..."

Ogre X tried to rouse them by nudging their bodies, but all the efforts were in vain.

Seeing this, even Huangfu Weilai secretly began to wonder if he had gone too far.

Of course, his expression showed no reaction to this, and he proactively said again, "Take them back to the restaurant."

Then, he stepped forward, hoisted the largest wrestling volcano beast and the Frankenstein monster onto his shoulders, and walked back along the original restaurant route.

"Sigh...that's the only way..."

Ogremon X sighed, but could only follow Huangfu Future's plan. So, the strong-looking Ogremon carried the seemingly small and noble Pumpkinmon on his back.

Hmm... as expected, the dress and the elegant pumpkin beast fit so snugly because they were both so slender...

Soon, the two disappeared one after the other from the devastated site.

While Huangfu Weilai and his group were in hiding, a major event was thoroughly communicated throughout the Dark Zone, prompting investigation and reflection from all sides.

That was a battle between Beelzemon, one of the Seven Demon Kings, and Gallantmon, one of the Royal Knights, in some place.

The outcome is unknown; all that is known is that the land in that region has been broken down into raw data.

Although it was later fixed by an unknown Digimon, this could not change the previous impact; it could only be said that the harm caused to the local area was minimized.

boom!

In some unknown land, a sound of angry pounding echoed. At the same time, a roar resounded.

"Why are the Royal Knights in the Dark Area?!"

The owner of the voice was filled with resentment and an imperceptible...fear, as if the title of Royal Knight had a significant impact on him.

"Stop. All previous actions have ceased. Whatever this Royal Knight is trying to do, let's ignore him. He can't stay in the Dark Zone for long. We'll make our move after he leaves."

An old voice spoke, and he seemed very authoritative. As soon as he spoke, the other Digimon stopped complaining.

"But sir, this could render all our previous actions futile."

One of the Digimon raised a question in bewilderment, seemingly unable to comprehend the actions of the owner of the aged voice.

"Hmph, young lad, you have no idea how terrifying the 'Royal Knights' are."

The aged voice did not speak, but another voice answered the previous question, its tone filled with sarcasm.

"What did you say!"

The Digimon that had asked the question earlier was clearly enraged; its tone turned sinister, and a cold glint appeared in its eyes.

"Heh!" The Digimon responded with a disdainful chuckle, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

"enough!"

At this moment, an aged voice timely stopped the potential infighting, releasing a massive amount of data and giving the two Digimon a warning look, which made them lower their heads and admit their mistakes before they stopped.

Then, looking at the "little guy" from before, he said, "You have only been an Ultimate form for a short time, and you still have the potential to rise higher."

The aged voice seemed to be praising the Digimon, but the one being praised felt no joy, because he knew the aged voice hadn't finished speaking.

Sure enough, the conversation took a turn.

"That's why you don't know how terrifying the Royal Knights... no, I mean Omegamon are."

"I can't say much about the other Royal Knights, but Omegamon alone has the power to wipe us all out. My fear of the Royal Knights stems only from Omegamon."

The aged voice seemed to be explaining, but its tone was full of melancholy, as if it were a Digimon that had escaped from Omegamon.