Giant footprints chased the rat, trying to stomp it, and Demon Spirit Emperor Odom felt an unprecedented fear, attempting to dodge.
But the gigantic figure had already covered all his escape routes, and the 40-meter-long greatsword in Nobi Hiroshi's hand seemed light as nothing.
"Silver Swordsman, if you have the guts, change back to your original form and fight me fair and square!"
Piercing the black robe, the rat-man was impaled on the sword tip, shouting, this was his last stubbornness.
"Are you an idiot, you stinky rat?"
"Next life, remember to reincarnate as a beautiful Demon Queen, at least you'll save your life."
With a horizontal side-slash, Nobi Hiroshi expressionlessly sent the boss of this game on his way.
Under the greatsword, Demon Spirit Emperor Odom's body was easily torn like thin paper, fiercely pinned to the ground.
"Pfft... Damn human..."
Demon Spirit Emperor Odom stared with unwilling eyes, his hand hanging in mid-air falling limply.
His mouth tasted sweet, then he spat out a mouthful of blood, directly exploding into countless fragments.
A very classic death scene.
"It worked, Demon Spirit Emperor Odom is dead!"
The battle ended, and Jingya grabbed Nobi Hiroshi's arm, shaking him continuously; witnessing the Demon King's downfall with her own eyes, the girl was overjoyed.
Nobi Hiroshi gently patted Jingya's head and said with a smile, "This is all thanks to your help, Jingya; without that tool just now, I wouldn't have been able to defeat Demon Spirit Emperor Odom."
Upon hearing this, Jingya's face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head, smiling somewhat shyly.
This wasn't just polite talk, but sincere gratitude to her.
"Silver Swordsman, Demon Spirit Emperor Odom has been eliminated, can we go see the King now?" Jiatuos and Snaimis excitedly urged.
Although it wasn't the main credit, as followers, they would also get a share of the spoils.
As a commoner, Jiatuos would at least receive a decent noble title.
"That's right, let's go."
Nobi Hiroshi nodded, then dragged Doraemon, who had been offline the whole time, awake.
He hadn't expected Demon Spirit Great Emperor to be eliminated while he was asleep!
Doraemon smiled to ease the awkwardness, then pulled out the anywhere door for everyone to return to Andrew City to deliver the good news.
"Demon Spirit Emperor Odom has been eliminated! Thank you so much, Silver Swordsman!"
"Chef, quickly go and order, tonight we're holding a grand celebration banquet!"
The Andrew City Lord's face was streaked with tears of joy; he excitedly shook Nobi Hiroshi's hand and bowed deeply.
Without Demon Spirit Great Emperor, the lost territories would soon be restored.
As night fell, the square was already lit with countless torches and colorful lanterns.
The celebration banquet was held in the central square, illuminating the entire area as if it were daytime.
The city residents busily moved wooden tables and long benches, and the tables were filled with all kinds of delicious food and drinks.
Nobi Hiroshi and his companions were seated at the main table, facing a rich feast.
On the table were golden-crisp roasted whole lambs, freshly picked fruits, and various elaborately made pastries and breads.
Beside them were barrels of fruit juice and mead, for everyone to enjoy freely.
With everything ready, people began to dance merrily around the bonfire.
The melodious sounds of instruments, accompanied by laughter, formed a unique rhythm.
Nobi Hiroshi and Jingya were also invited to join the dance group; their steps, though clumsy, were full of enthusiasm, leaving only pure joy and relaxation.
"Nobita, aren't you coming to play?"
Doraemon danced a robot dance around the bonfire, then turned and waved to Nobi Nobita, who was alone in the corner.
"Hiss... No... no..."
"I'm a bit inconvenient right now."
Nobita pressed the table with a pained expression, trying not to let others notice anything unusual.
He sighed, feeling exhausted.
"This broken dream is finally almost over, that's great; I never want to use this tool again, it's completely junk."
Sitting sideways on the animal skin cushion, a certain spot was in unbearable pain.
Enjoying the residents' performance and drinking juice, Nobi Nobita felt as if he had been liberated.
He no longer cared about princesses or protagonists, only wanting this painful dream to end quickly.
"Hey! Hello, people of Yamiruman, I am Jiatuos, the companion of the Silver Swordsman!"
"To commemorate this historic moment, let me bring the party to a climax!"
Leaping onto the high platform, Jiatuos felt restless, having an urge to sing a song in such an environment.
He acted on the thought, shouting loudly to the surrounding crowd, feeling quite good about himself.
"No!"
"Don't sing!"
With a look of alarm, Doraemon threw down the food in his hand and rushed desperately towards Jiatuos's position; if that kind of singing came out, no one present would be spared.
"Yay! Lord Jiatuos! Let us hear your wonderful singing!"
The unknowing onlookers were still cheering, completely oblivious to the danger, their faces beaming with expectant smiles.
Then…
"Boom!"
A loud bang!
Jiatuos's beautiful singing swept across the entire party venue like an explosion.
Doraemon was ultimately a step too late.
The expressions on the audience's faces froze, and they were sent reeling by the sudden shockwave, some even fainting directly.
"Help me, God! No, Silver Swordsman, come save me quickly!"
"Σ_ (??? 」∠) Ugh!"
The entire square instantly plunged into chaos, its severity no less than a demon spirit army massacring a city.
The entire Dream World seemed to be twisting, simply because it couldn't control the monstrous demonic sound.
Sizzle sizzle~
In the real world, in Nobita's room, thick black smoke billowed from the back of the Dream Creation Machine.
Screws flew off, the internal parts turned into a mush, emitting an ear-piercing noise.
"Ah!!!"
"Fat Tiger! You deserve to die!"
The terminally ill patient sat up with a start, Nobi Hiroshi abruptly rose, the sensor antenna on his forehead directly cracked, leaving trails of cold sweat.
The collar of his shirt was soaked with cold sweat.
"Whew~ Whew~"
Clutching his chest, the startled Zheng Tai propped himself up from the floor and slowly got to his feet.
He stared blankly at the newly risen morning sun outside the window, pulled out a few tissues from the desk, wiped his cheeks, and his forearm couldn't help but tremble.
"Good thing I woke up… This was truly a terrifying dream, and I haven't even collected the clear rewards yet."
Barefoot, Nobi Hiroshi came downstairs and stood in front of the washbasin, brushing his teeth, feeling like he had survived a disaster.
Although it was still a bit early, he couldn't fall back asleep.
"Xiao Hong, why are you up so early today? Do I not need to call you?"
In the mirror, a voluptuous figure suddenly appeared behind Zheng Tai, her ample assets directly resting behind his head.
"Ah ha, Aunt Tamako!"
As Nobi Hiroshi was brushing his teeth, a strange sound suddenly came from his nasal cavity.
A cold, clammy sensation entered his pajama pants.
"Xiao Hong today is different."
The woman's face showed a hint of confusion.
Perhaps it was due to being startled awake; unlike usual, it was just a soft, small bread.
But that didn't matter; the understanding Yuzi moved in front of Hong, squatted down, looked up, and extended her charming tongue to lick.
"Hmm… hum…"
Nobi Hiroshi's brushing movements slowed down, and the hand holding the water cup trembled slightly, resisting the upward impact.
He watched Aunt Tamako brushing her teeth, skillfully cleaning every corner of her mouth, not even sparing her throat; she was a bit too clean.
ABABABAB combo.
The strange sounds from the washbasin finally stopped, and Nobi Hiroshi finished brushing his teeth, spitting out the toothpaste foam from his mouth.
Yuzi was a bit careless and swallowed the toothpaste directly, her face flushed.
It should be fine; it's not anything else, just toothpaste.