Nobita's Time Heist

Take a deep breath.

The crackling lightning was continuously compressed and shaped in its mouth. Finally, the high-intensity plasma converged into a beam of light, which it spewed out as dragon breath with a tilt of its head!

"Boom-!!"

Lightning pierced the darkness, like a meteor igniting the sky, before crashing down to the other side of the earth.

Chapter 75: You've even put on such shameful clothes...

"boom----!!"

A clump of rainwater suddenly appeared, blocking the lightning bolt instantly. Rainwater isn't pure water; it contains many impurities, making it a conductor. In the instant of conduction, the beam of lightning pierced through the entire rainwater clump, sending up puffs of blue smoke.

However, thanks to that incident, the original path was deflected and it grazed the ground. Even so, from the perspective of someone inside the military camp, it was frightening enough.

"As expected, it won't be that easy."

Shizuka maintained her pose with one arm outstretched. Her wrist, ankle, and collar were adorned with pale pink arm armor, anklets, a tie, and a short cape, creating an incongruous cosplay effect on her shrine maiden attire. A few beads of cold sweat glistened on her forehead; clearly, the attack had taken a considerable toll on her.

"It took me a lot of effort to overcome my shame and put on this..."

(【Upgrade Lamp】: From the movie "Nobita's Space Heroes," this is a specially designed prop for the film that can upgrade ordinary items. When illuminated by this prop, the costumes originally used by the five characters for filming superhero movies become genuine superhero gear. Wearing these costumes enhances their physical abilities, allowing them to easily jump into the air, possess strength equivalent to 50 times that of an average person, and unlock unique special abilities.)

"..."

The repeated setbacks caused the dragon to shift its gaze back to Shizuka. It seemed to finally understand that there was no other way to truly carry out its plan to annihilate the Tokugawa clan; it had to remove all the obstacles in its path.

The last vestiges of humanity within them were quickly extinguished in those gilded, vertical pupils. In their place lay a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws, pouncing towards the ground.

"Shizuka, watch out—!!"

Actually, Fat Tiger didn't need to shout at all. With such a huge thing swooping down towards the ground, even a fool would know to run. Wearing her hero's outfit, her running and jumping abilities were much stronger than ordinary people. Before the dragon's claws fell, she had already made several extremely light leaps, clearing the temple walls and landing steadily on the rain-soaked street.

"boom----!!"

With a flash of claws, the temple was instantly split in two from the middle, collapsing with a deafening roar. Broken walls and tiles flew out, raising a spectacular cloud of dust in the rain.

The view of Osaka Castle from all over the world was like a discarded rag, swept up by the cold wind and sent flying into the sky.

With a furious roar, the sky shook and the earth trembled, as if all the raindrops had tilted. Countless arcs of electricity emanated from it, mercilessly spreading across the ground; such widespread destructive power inevitably caused some collateral damage.

At this moment, the people living in Osaka Castle, civilians and soldiers alike, were fleeing in despair. They might have thought they would die for their country on the day the castle fell, but they probably never imagined they would die at the hands of a crazed monster… Lightning pierced through their hearts, a hissing sound rang out, and a part of their flesh was instantly carbonized, and a life departed in immense pain. Bodies charred black by the lightning, emitting puffs of white smoke, fell one after another before Shizuka's eyes. Each muffled thud felt like a direct blow to the girl's heart, making it pound wildly.

Despite all the adventures she'd been through, her nerves hadn't been hardened to the point of being as tough as iron. Seeing this scene, Shizuka's mind went blank for a moment. She suddenly didn't know where she was or what she was supposed to do.

As they grow older, the purity of their adventures seems to evolve, becoming accompanied by "profits," "danger," and even things they had never considered before.

death.

This made her ask herself: were these people's deaths predetermined by history? Or were their deaths caused by her group's arrival and the series of interventions she took?

……

"Shizuka—!!" Gian's angry shout came from not far away, like a blow to the head, waking the confused girl up with a single blow. "Turn on the light!"

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In every major competition, there are always some teammates who are not calm enough or have poor stress resistance. Halfway through the game, their minds are filled with the scenario of failure, and their operation is naturally distorted. As a result, they are completely controlled by their teammates.

He places wards when his teammates tell him to, and scouts when they tell him to, mechanically spamming skills without considering whether these skills will hinder the enemy's engagement in team fights. At this stage, his teammates feel incredibly exhausted, and a situation that could have been won is quickly turned into a disaster after the enemy capitalizes on a few opportunities.

Unfortunately, Shizuka is in pretty much this state right now... She didn't think too much about it, and seeing Gian running towards her, she subconsciously took out a magnifying lamp from her pocket and shone it on him.

In a sense, in her panic and confusion, she chose a very poor fighting style. Perhaps Gian learned from the battle between Doraemon and Mafka and wanted to use a straightforward method like gigantification to defeat this enemy, but... no matter what, Mafka is a creature made of wind element, while the enemy in front of her is a real physical being.

But what's done is done, and now they can only make the best of a bad situation and continue this difficult battle.

The fist, which had suddenly grown to enormous size, created a terrifying shockwave in the air and, accompanied by Fat Tiger's hoarse roar, slammed into the dragon's head.

"Boom————!!!"

With a deafening, sonic boom, the dragon was struck, its form stiffening, letting out a roar laced with rage and pain. Having just been brutally beaten by Fat Tiger, the dragon likely still harbored lingering memories of its aversion, its golden vertical pupils blazing with venomous hatred.

The massive body collapsed to the ground, crushing numerous houses. Fat Tiger gritted his teeth, reached out, and grabbed the dragon's throat. The barbed scales tore at his clothes, leaving shallow marks on his arm. The dragon, being a dragon after all, wouldn't tolerate a human touching it like that, and fought back fiercely. For a moment, man and dragon were locked in a fierce struggle. Despite their similar size, the dragon's wildness and ferocity made this tug-of-war far more difficult.

Its tail, like that of a rattlesnake, rose up and emitted a series of awe-inspiring resonances in the air, as if some other creature were suddenly thrusting towards Fat Tiger's back.

"laugh--!!"

It pierced the flesh with a muffled thud, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Woo..."

Fat Tiger, with unwavering courage, withstood the thrust to his left shoulder without uttering a sound. Instead, he tightened his grip, pinning the dragon beneath him and giving it no chance. The dragon restlessly flapped its wings, gathering lightning in its mouth, about to unleash its dragon breath.

His clenched right fist slammed into her face once again.

"Boom————!!!"

"Boom————!!!"

"Boom————!!!"

Like an old blacksmith wielding a hammer, striking a piece of fine pig iron, Fat Tiger struck the dragon's head three times with his right fist, shattering the ground beneath them. The shockwave spread outwards, causing the entire Osaka Castle to tremble three times. The dragon, struck by this powerful blow, seemed to fall into a brief daze, its body collapsing limply to the ground.

Hold the dragon's neck with both hands and slowly lift it up, stand with your feet apart, and use your powerful core muscles in your waist and abdomen as the point of force.

"what----!"

With a loud shout, Fat Tiger spun twice in place with the practiced ease of a shot putter, hurling the dragon's body high over the city wall and crashing it precisely into the moat with a resounding boom.

Chapter 76: When the hero makes his entrance, all he brings to his teammates is hope!

Having fought to this point, both sides were bloodthirsty and had no more scruples. Fat Tiger tried to choose a route where he wouldn't step on anyone. In just a few steps, the entire castle seemed to follow him as he leaped and bounded over the newly built defensive structures of Osaka Castle with a precise jump.

With a loud thud, his feet slammed heavily onto the ground, making a noise no less than a ground-shattering commotion. As for how much effort would be spent afterwards to recover the losses or erase the locals' memories of this insane scene... that was no longer on his mind.

"Roar……"

The moat appeared wide, but it wasn't actually very deep. The dragon stood up again, and like all wild beasts, spread its wings to expand its size as much as possible to intimidate its opponents.

Originally a bit dizzy from the three punches, the river water washed its head and actually sobered it up. It assumed a hunting stance like a crocodile, lying motionless in the river, with only its golden vertical pupils blinking occasionally.

"You cunning beast!"

Fat Tiger gritted his teeth, squatted down, and took a deep breath.

In the height of summer, an unusual chill permeated the air. The roles of hunter and prey shifted several times in that instant, both holding their breath, observing the other's potential weaknesses. In a flash, Fat Tiger took a thunderous stride, swinging his arms to their maximum extent to amplify the momentum and power of his impact. His running body created a gust of wind, blowing away the surrounding raindrops. He used his strongest shoulder as the point of impact, like a speeding train colliding with the dragon in a spectacular collision.

"Thump—!!!"

The river was blocked, and the earth cracked open.

The moat, which had been perfectly fine, was now cracked in the riverbed by the immense impact. The river water flowed out along this gap. In any case, with no one around, Fatty Tiger was able to act more freely. His primate-derived limbs gave him a significant advantage in this situation. He grabbed the dragon's neck with both hands and slammed it into the river, attempting to drown it.

"Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling..."

A series of bubbles rose from the river, the dragon's body churning and its wings flapping as it charged left and right. The man and the dragon seemed to be practicing wrestling in the mud. Fat Tiger, relying on his weight and strength, gradually gained the upper hand, pinning the dragon firmly to the riverbed, and pounding down with his fists the size of sandbags, making the moat water seem to boil.

……

Above Osaka Castle, Shizuka floated in the air on her bamboo dragonfly, watching the fierce battle in the river not far away. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her expression revealed obvious worry.

"Shizuka, are you alright? Your expression is terrifying..." After all the remote-controlled miniature fighters were destroyed, there was no point in Suneo staying on the roof any longer. "Gian was clearly in the lead, wasn't he?"

"Is that how you see it?" Shizuka shook her head, her voice lacking confidence. "Xiao Wu seems to have temporarily suppressed his opponent, but before his fist can actually hit his opponent, it has to pass through the water. Even if the river isn't very deep, the buoyancy of the water will still offset a considerable portion of the force. The damage it can cause is far less than you might imagine."

"It didn't retaliate, probably because it wanted to wear down Xiao Wu's stamina. When he kept repeating the punching motion and lost his vigilance, it would launch a surprise attack."

After hearing what she said, Suneo started sweating profusely. Looking at him again, it seemed that Gian's punching motion was not as crisp and clean as before.

What the spectators feel, the players on the field can also feel.

"brush--!!"

The tail, which had been lurking underwater, suddenly lashed out, hooking onto Fat Tiger's ankle and pulling him violently, instantly disrupting his balance. All the movements were underwater; at that moment, his attention was entirely focused on the dragon's head, and he hadn't expected such a move. His legs lost their center of gravity, and his body tilted instantly!

Fortunately, even after being hit by his opponent's attack, Fat Tiger's reaction was still incredibly fast. He immediately did a perfect split on the riverbed, barely managing to steady himself and avoid falling overboard. Even so, all the previous suppression was wasted. The dragon roared, spread its wings from the water, and launched a ferocious attack, just like an amphibian leaving the surface.

With a fierce bite, it landed on Fat Tiger's injured shoulder, its sharp teeth piercing the flesh. Using the momentum of its forward lunge, it kept shaking its body, trying to drive its teeth even deeper.

"Ugh... Ah—!!"

As a part of his flesh was being gnawed at, even the toughest man like Fat Tiger couldn't help but cry out. After all, he was facing a wild beast, and he wasn't entirely unprepared. Before the jaws closed completely, he took a stone from his pocket, which he had hidden there when he crouched down, and stuffed it inside. It wasn't too big, but it was just enough to hold the jaws shut, like a small stone stuck between gears. The dragon also noticed the foreign object in its mouth and twisted its body even more vigorously, trying to bite off a piece of flesh from his shoulder.

The smell of blood stimulated its instincts; at that moment, it even forgot its option to absorb lightning. Its wild nature was unleashed; it only wanted to bite this enormous prey to death and then tear it to pieces.

Gradually, its bite force began to gain the upper hand, and blood seeped from Fat Tiger's shoulder. Although he was still tensing his muscles and resisting stubbornly, his sharp teeth had already pierced the area where he was bleeding.

A hint of amusement flickered in the cunning beast's gilded vertical pupils—it could clearly sense that the opponent's resistance was weakening. Just a little longer, perhaps only a few dozen seconds, and its teeth would be deep enough to pierce deeply, then it would twist its body dramatically and tear off his shoulder.

"There's no other way. At times like this, I can only try shrinking the flashlight... Waaah... Wha... What's going on..."

Suddenly feeling an unusual sensation inside her pocket, Shizuka was briefly surprised, but then remembered something, and her expression immediately changed from surprise to joy. She proactively widened the opening of her pocket.

But surprisingly, a heavy and wild engine roar gradually came from the other end of the pocket.

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"boom----!!!"

The thrilling drumbeats reached their peak, and a roaring jeep honked twice before bursting out of the pocket at an incredible angle—a truly grand entrance!

The dollar didn't expect that it would plummet immediately after it came out. It quickly transformed in the air, reduced its altitude, and landed with a graceful and clean forward roll, barely managing to stop its downward momentum with a loud thud.

A true hero, when he steps onto the scene, can only bring hope to his teammates!

"Nobita..." Suneo's tone carried a sense of relief.

Shizuka's expression was filled with barely concealed excitement, as if everything had been put back into order after his appearance.

"..." Nobita didn't have time to respond to them. In this unfamiliar space and time, everything was brand new, and his brain was rapidly adapting to everything here.

This included the temperature, the climate, and what was happening not far away—a battle between humans and dragons. Having experienced everything in Westworld, he quickly assessed the situation, and the safest reaction would be to immediately reach for his tools.

"【Bartering Handkerchiefs】—!!"

(From the movie "Nobita's Legend of the Sun King", the designated item is placed in a handkerchief, and then the item is said to be exchanged, and the two items will be exchanged automatically.)

Nobita deliberately flew to a slightly higher place, wrapped himself in a towel, and shouted, "Switch me with Gian!"

Chapter 77: He and Doraemon are becoming more and more alike

The thing that was in its mouth suddenly disappeared, leaving the dragon completely bewildered. Its upper and lower teeth unexpectedly bit into empty air, colliding together and almost sparking. With a snap, its body jerked violently, nearly biting its tongue. Suddenly, it saw a boy floating in the air, wearing glasses, who seemed to be scrutinizing it.

"Sure enough, even the symptoms are exactly the same..." Nobita was basically certain what was going on behind the scenes at the Apairon Foundation. Just to be on the safe side, he still asked, "Are you also a member of the [Crimson God's] family?"

"Roar----!!!"

The words "Crimson God" stirred up Hideyori's few remaining memories of being human. In those fleeting seconds, it became him again, carrying with it an unbearable pain and sorrow. Unlike Dutch, who had nothing and therefore dared to do anything, Hideyori, burdened by immense pressure to ensure the survival of the Toyotomi clan, chose the path of self-sacrifice.

He had lingering attachments to the world: the bustling city, the prestige of his family, absolute power, and a life of luxury… From birth, he had never experienced a day of hunger or cold. But, in order to fight against Tokugawa Ieyasu, he personally sacrificed this privileged life.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, he could not transform back into Toyotomi Hideyori; he could only exist forever as a ferocious monster. The thought fueled his anxiety and pain, driving him further into a frenzy. He disregarded everything else, instantly flapping his wings and roaring as he accelerated, engaging in a mid-air chase with Nobita.

"Crack!"

With its sharp teeth almost touching its heels, it successfully drew the other's attention to itself. Without saying a word, Da Xiong turned around and immediately performed a beautiful spinning maneuver, climbing dozens of meters and leading it into the sky.

……

"Wow... I... my goodness..." Suneo was still in shock from the perilous game and his tongue, which usually held eight or ten sentences, was now stammering. "Nobita, how... I mean, I always thought he was far away from us. How could he know we were in danger?"

"Is that even a question? That kid always uses gadgets in a mysterious and unpredictable way. After all, he's spent the most time with Doraemon, so his understanding of gadgets is... ugh... damn it!"

After relaxing, blood began to seep uncontrollably from Fat Tiger's shoulder. He hadn't paid attention to it during the fierce battle, but now that he looked at it again, it was more than just a bite wound on his shoulder!

Fighting a dragon hand-to-hand, its barbed scales constantly caused damage, leaving my wrists covered in numerous fine cuts. Though not fatal, they oozed tiny beads of blood, enough to suffocate someone with trypophobia. And then there was that rattlesnake-like tail, lashing out at my ankle with far more force than it appeared, inevitably causing bruises.

"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry..." Jingxiang's voice was extremely low. Clearly, she felt very guilty about the outcome. She took out the [Magnifying Light] and pressed the reset button on him. "It's all my fault for not thinking of a good solution. In the end... it turned out like this."

"What kind of talk is that, Shizuka? I did it myself. If anyone's to blame, it's me for being so stupid and not thinking things through... Haha..."

After shrinking, Gian could finally lie down peacefully without worrying about crushing anything. Looking at the gloomy sky, he let out a long sigh. "Although I hate to admit it, when Nobita showed up, I had a strange feeling. Just think of it as me being bitten by a dragon and not thinking straight, but I just felt..."

"After Doraemon left, he's been acting a bit strange. He's still late, still gets zero points, and still misses shots. Compared to before, at least now he tries again and again, and I don't think the result matters anymore."

"I always felt something was off, but I couldn't quite put my finger on why. But just now, the instant he pulled it out of his pocket, I think I understood..."

Gian's gaze was fixed on the depths of the clouds, where lightning flickered erratically. One could imagine that Nobita was engaged in a battle of wits and courage with that terrifying lightning dragon.

"He's imitating Doraemon, and he's getting better and better at it."

……

“Gian.” The tense atmosphere was broken by Suneo. “You’re bleeding.”

"This is the [Time Pack]. Although it has a first-aid kit, inspired by Nobita, I also think this is more useful..."