It is not only the Demon Lord who has been subjugated—the Final Trial of Humanity, [Dystopia].
Even the Demon Lord, the Final Trial of Humanity who has yet to appear, [Absolute Evil], is also related to the Perpetual Motion Machine of the Third Kind.
It can be said that this Spirituality is the key to the future of human history.
It even affected the existence of Little Garden itself.
So—
"Your Spirituality is too dangerous."
Saying so, Takumi just glanced at him.
The storm that was enough to burn up a continent was extinguished in an instant.
As if it were killed, or never existed.
Then, the pitch-black Realm Gate opened, like an invisible giant hand, tightly clasping the Demon Lord Maxwell, who was about to escape through the Realm, in the palm of his hand.
"How is this possible?!"
When he noticed that his Realm had shifted and he was actually suppressed, the Demon Lord Maxwell screamed in anger.
Only then did he realize that the other party was a Realm Controller far above himself.
An ominous premonition haunted him.
Even if the Gift of Realm has been sealed, can the immortal body still work?
The answer is, of course, no.
In Takumi's palm, a white solar wind blew.
This was the pure white wind that shatters the boundaries of matter and turns everything into plasma, symbolizing the breath of the stars.
Even if one just stared at it, one could feel the sun-like heat and extreme temperature.
"The Gift I just got from Shiroyasha; I'll just give it a try."
So he muttered.
Takumi flipped his hand.
From the [Protection of the White Night King], the white storm belonging to the Sun Spirit directly devoured the Demon Lord Maxwell.
He had been cut into hundreds of pieces by Leticia, and his immortal body had shown no reaction.
But under the sun's radiance, there was not even a single splash, and he fell directly into eternal silence.
At the last moment before his consciousness disappeared...
What the Demon Lord Maxwell was thinking of was not Willa, whom he had been pursuing for a long time, nor the overwhelming power of Takumi.
Being killed by a strong man... although he was not resigned to it, he did not feel anything particular.
But what really made him unhappy was:
You can kill me, but you can't insult me!
For the reason Takumi gave to kill him, he was rightfully resentful.
Saying "Your Spirituality is too dangerous," and then destroying him with a backhand?
So, which side is actually more dangerous?
—The Nine-Tails of the Naruto World gave a like here.
Takumi didn't hear and didn't care about Maxwell's inner voice.
What he cared about now was the prompt sound coming from his ear.
"Excuse me, do you want to recycle all the Spirituality of the other party?"
After Maxwell's death, the Dimensional Store immediately popped up this prompt.
In the rules of the Dimensional Store, the Store Manager relied on his own strength to obtain the ownership of external goods.
This was undoubtedly one of the means of "restocking".
Therefore, there was a corresponding recycling mechanism.
Moreover, the authority of the Dimensional Store was obviously higher than that of the Little Garden Center.
That is to say, as long as Takumi wanted to, he could even snatch food from the mouth of the Center of Little Garden.
For the inquiry in front of him, Takumi naturally had no reason to refuse.
"Yes!"
He answered immediately.
And soon—
"Ding! Congratulations on your new product, the Perpetual Motion Machine of the Second Kind Spirituality!"
"Ding! Congratulations on getting the new product, the Perpetual Motion Machine of the Third Kind Spirituality!"
"Ding! Congratulations on getting the Gift, the Realm of Cold and Heat!"
Three times in a row, the Demon Lord Maxwell's Spirit was directly stripped by the Dimensional Store.
Not only his own Spirituality, but even the Spirituality of the Perpetual Motion Machine of the Third Kind that was forcibly stuffed into him was recovered.
Checking out the new items he had acquired, Takumi touched his chin.
If there were another Perpetual Motion Machine of the First Kind, could he get the Perpetual Motion Machine set together?
While he was researching commodities, on the battlefield, Willa, the Great Demon of Blue Flames who had witnessed everything, opened her mouth slightly, revealing a look of disbelief.
"That... that pervert was wiped out just like that?"
She had been harassed for a long time and had been unable to deal with him.
Even after coming to Little Garden and entrusting the most prestigious member of [Arcadia], he could not be successfully expelled.
Willa originally thought that no one could deal with the Demon Lord Maxwell.
But she never imagined that the stalker who had been bothering her for so long was actually destroyed by the man in front of her in just one encounter.
If this was a dream, it was too beautiful.
If this was true, it was too absurd.
Seeing the incredible expression on Willa's face, Canary smiled slightly.
"Who do you think we invited here?"
"W-Who?"
Willa asked dumbly.
"The Owner of the Dimensional Store, the most mysterious businessman, the strong man who once prevented the conflict between the Queen of Halloween and Lord Shiroyasha..."
Canary casually listed Takumi's titles.
Seeing that Willa was still confused, she remembered that this child might not know the weight of the two Problem Children, Shiroyasha and the Queen of Halloween.
So, after a pause, she introduced it very briefly.
"In short, you would be right to treat him as a heavy hitter who can rival the Pantheon of a Million Gods."
As for Takumi's strength, even she had never seen the whole picture.
"Hiss!"
Rivaling a Million Gods.
Hearing this title, even Willa understood the gravity of it.
"I see, I will thank Master Takumi properly!"
Nodding firmly, Willa looked at Takumi with gratitude.
Being able to get rid of this pervert was, for her, a kindness comparable to saving her life.
"...Uh."
Hearing Willa say that, Canary paused.
She had wanted to remind her that she, Canary, had paid for the service.
However, this might look like stealing credit. If it weren't for Takumi this time, it would indeed have been impossible to get rid of that pervert.
Thinking so, she gave up explaining.