I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

What was initially presented was merely a shadow.

An image without a physical form; it contains no elements that constitute a physical entity.

Despite being nothing special, it exudes an astonishing aura of yin energy, displaying an overwhelming presence. This aggregate of resentment is a visible remnant of power.

The blurry shadow began to have weight.

According to the principle of purity, the soul is in the past tense, and therefore can only present itself in the same form as in the past.

However, this is not a resurrection.

It is impossible to fully reproduce the soul by making it tangible.

The embodiment of the soul is more of a dreamlike mimicry.

Even his remains were destroyed beyond recognition. His former form was gone, leaving him with a certain incompleteness.

"Oberon, how does it feel to wake up again?"

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Du Wei chose to awaken Oberon.

He fought against Duvi in ​​the past as the self-destructing factor of Britain, and was eventually defeated along with the calamity, becoming a member of the demon realm.

Therefore, there is no problem with Du Wei's choice to personify him.

The world of Demon Realm and Britain are no longer the same.

In other words, Oberon was no longer a self-destructive force of Britain, but a member of Duvie's million-strong army.

Or perhaps it's part of his cells.

Oberon twisted its neck, stretched its limbs and wings, and received basic information through its newly acquired vision.

This physical body is an illusion.

Only he himself can recognize the body woven from flesh and blood.

"What the heck... What the hell is this... Why am I still here... and what do I see here is you, you hateful '190' guy..."

Because he gained vocal cords, his voice became smoother, but reality remained as distorted as ever on the other side.

The tone of disgust remained unchanged from what I remembered.

He possessed a contempt that seemed to want to tear the whole world apart, as if even the air he breathed was rotten to him.

I find this world disgusting from the bottom of my heart.

A world ruled by gods?

A world filled with comparisons and hypocrisy made him feel nauseous.

"Your first words upon leaving were complaints?"

"Otherwise what? Do you want me to celebrate? Well, I'm sorry, but I'm just that kind of capricious person. If there's anything I can congratulate, it's crushing those annoying pests."

Duve and Oberon were talking as if they were playing a game of chess.

The two had a complicated and tragic relationship.

To some extent, the two were quite compatible, but due to their ill-fated relationship, they never had the chance to talk about it.

Even now, it's the same.

The Bible faction and others looked at the newly appeared Oberon.

He possesses the same level of Yin energy as the Fairy Knight, and his mere presence here is enough to cause distortion.

A strange man, seemingly endlessly empty.

It seemed that looking at him would drag them into an abyss, and their intuition told them that they should never trust that guy.

They couldn't understand it, as always.

Being in a lake makes it impossible to fully grasp the information about these crocodiles. But it is precisely because of the perspective of a saltwater fish that one can see their strange and alluring beauty.

"That's why I brought you out. At the very least, my Demon Realm needs your help."

"Ah, I'm really annoyed by what you said. I won't comment on your remarks, after all, that's just my nature. The world you created is the one I hate the most, it's too beautiful."

Oberon's words may or may not be true.

Like a mirage, it's hard to tell what's real and what's fake; you can glean a lot of information from these words.

Whether it's the fairy kingdom of Britain or pan-human history.

He loathed each and every one of them to the point of wanting to destroy them.

Oberon was unable to evaluate the pure world that Dewey created. What was the fundamental reason for this?

He was quite aware of it himself.

The very existence of Oberon is a falsehood; even true thoughts become lies the moment they are uttered.

Therefore, he did not offer any comment.

For him, it was all like a midsummer night's dream.

"Alright, then I won't ask for your opinion anymore. Cleaning up the trash is probably what you want to do most."

"Ha, did I have the option to refuse? Since you dragged me out of this, of course I'll lend you a hand. Let me make this clear beforehand, this isn't for anyone in particular, it's just that this world is too much of an eyesore. In fact, I'm disgusted with the idea of ​​obeying you from the bottom of my heart."

Oberon recounted his feelings.

Whether it's true or false is irrelevant to Du Wei.

Because he believed in Oberon's belief in destroying the world, the aversion etched into his soul was real.

"I'll leave this to you."

"Haha, is it really okay for you to leave everything to me? Nobody will be happy in the end."

"Ha, if you can change once, you can change again. To create, you must first experience destruction. No destruction, no construction."

Du Wei turned his back to Oberon.

His slightly tilted face bore a joyful smile, making him look like a young man preparing to welcome a celebration.

"Tsk, I knew I didn't like you."

Oberon clicked his tongue in response.

Their relationship is more like that of close friends who are good at bickering...

Even if he were not acting on Duve's orders, Oberon would still choose to protect the foundation of this spell.

Because this is the best way to destroy the DXD world.

Therefore, there is no reason not to protect it.

Space seemed to surge like waves, unfolding a spatial magic trick for teleportation before Du Wei.

To quickly reach the location of India.

Dewey had Morgan perform a water mirror magic trick that could be used for movement.

Orpheus sensed a strange power interfering with the space.

She naturally stepped into the Water Mirror Technique.

The first thing Orpheus thought of to repay Du Wei's kindness was to stay by his side.

Du Wei, who didn't mind the adorable dragon following him, didn't say much.

When the Water Mirror Magic was activated, it was as magnificent as pulling the starry sky, instantly teleporting the two to the other side of the distant ocean.

Only the forces of the Bible and others remained in Kooh Town.

And, as a substitute for the wedge, Oberon.

"Looks like you guys are a bunch of boring folks too. It's quite nice to put on such a show of bravado. Of course, I'm referring to the disgusting aspects."

Oberon looked down at the crowd below.

The disgust in his eyes was undisguised, and the aura he exuded was extremely ominous, so dense that it was almost visible to the naked eye.

Although his personality and aura are equally gloomy and dark, he is not taciturn in his actions.

It could even be said that 1.1 is overactive.

No one had much to say about him.

Because that overwhelming yin energy was full of malevolence and conveyed a sense of disgust that was greater than anything else.

"If this were on stage, this might have been the climax. Fortunately, there's still an audience here, so at least some fun remains."

Oberon's smile curved into a crescent shape.

His wicked smile was chilling.

"I'll reveal my real name to you at the very end. It would be too pathetic if I didn't even know my opponent's name."

My name is Oberon Vortigern—I am the Naraku Worm destined to destroy your world and plunge everything into the abyss.