Nobita's Time Heist

Almost forced to listen to the origin story of a villain, Nobita initially only wanted to stall for time to think about how to deal with him. But before he knew it, he seemed to be drawn into the story and began to think.

From a conventional perspective, Nostradamus was undoubtedly a great man in the first half of his life, but he was eventually driven to the brink of despair, and fate played a cruel trick on him. As a result, despite his superhuman talents, he ultimately broke with God and used his power ruthlessly, even at the cost of his own life, ultimately becoming a monster detached from heaven, earth, and humanity.

At this point, he was finally free from God's shackles; he was free.

Nobita, a person with exceptionally strong empathy, couldn't help but wonder if he, having experienced these harsh realities, could still retain his initial kindness and desire to help others. Or would he, like Nostradamus, completely lose hope in humanity and the human heart, thus succumbing to an even darker extreme?

At first, he was puzzled. Why would a perfectly normal person suddenly want to destroy the world? Everyone has a motive for their actions; no one is born evil. There must be an internal logic behind his actions. But now, he understood completely… this Nostradamus before him was still living in the anger, resentment, and despair of his previous life. Because he no longer had a physical body, these negative emotions would never fade; rather, he was composed of these very things.

His purpose is to summon the spiritual tide to cleanse this filthy world, enabling people to understand each other in his own way, thereby achieving revenge against God and against fate.

A person who lives for a single idea cannot be swayed by empty words.

That being the case...

……

"Snapped!"

Four pairs of hands slapped together at the same time, producing an incredibly crisp sound. Nostradamus's pupils widened, and a blood-red killing intent emanated from his demonic eyes.

"I've told you the story I needed to tell, and I've given you ample time to prepare, Nobita..."

"In the name of the savior, fight me!!"

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"boom------!!!"

As he himself said, the mystical arts on Earth place greater emphasis on the application of natural elements. At this moment, the four pairs of hands hanging inside the medical robe slowly separated, each palm shimmering with a surging ball of elemental power. Da Xiong had never seen such a powerful elemental tide before; it was almost solid, constantly churning in his hands.

Even the atmosphere above was stirred up by him, and a menacing black vortex appeared in the clouds. The medical robe formed from black sand fluttered in the wind, and with his blood-red eyes, his figure seemed to have expanded out of thin air, with sharp teeth, resembling a monster wearing human skin.

"Shizuka, Asur..." Sensing something was wrong, Nobita subconsciously licked his lips and quickly called out, "Get behind me first!"

"These first few moves are just a greeting. Can you handle them?!"

The topmost pair of hands suddenly spread out, pushing out a ball of azure elemental magic. Like a dazzling shooting star, it streaked across the sky, scattering a few damp raindrops in the process.

"boom--!!"

Like a balloon exploding in mid-air, water visibly gathered in one place, crashing down with overwhelming mass. He couldn't imagine how such a massive amount of water could be conjured up so suddenly; a rough estimate suggested that this layer of water spreading in mid-air could easily fill a reservoir. He had assumed he would start with something like lightning, as before, so Nobita had prepared a protective cloak in his pocket. This completely disrupted his original plan.

The surging tide, like countless wild horses born from the waves, uses the terrain to its advantage, rolling from high to low, determined to crush everything in its path.

The moment the rising steam stung his eyes, Nobita's expression changed slightly, and his right hand, reaching into his pocket, no longer hesitated.

"Moses' Staff—!!"

(Moses' Staff: Just like in the famous myth, this gadget can separate any liquid, including lake water, river water, and sea water. Note that the larger the mass of the liquid, the more electricity is required to separate it. Once the battery runs out, the separated liquid will revert to its original state, which is extremely dangerous; please monitor the battery level carefully.)

"Ugh..." As soon as Shizuka saw the cane, she thought of particularly "wonderful" memories, and the way she looked at Nobita immediately changed.

Doraemon originally used the Anywhere Door to find Suneo's remote-controlled boat that had fallen into the park lake, instantly splitting a small basin of water in two. But Nobita, ever the troublemaker, wasn't satisfied and earnestly demanded Doraemon bring out the Anywhere Door again, saying he wanted to "do another little experiment." As expected, when the door opened, Shizuka was taking a bath again.

I don't know what he was thinking at the time, but he directly separated the hot water in the bathtub before he believed in the power of this tool.

In any case, there is probably no better solution to the current situation.

……

"Water... part ways—!"

"Thump—!!"

The water that fell to the ground snapped in two, as if sliced ​​in half by an invisible knife, the cut perfectly clean. One could clearly see how the surging water inside the cut had swallowed the city. In ancient times, flooding was considered one of the most difficult strategies in warfare, because building materials were generally less robust than modern ones, and were highly likely to be washed away by floods.

The water ripped off the rooftops and swept away every small object on the street. Nostradamus's expression changed slightly. He had considered many possibilities, but he had never expected that Nobita would actually replicate a famous miracle to counter his mystical arts.

"That's interesting. So... how about this move!?"

With a second wave of his hands, the elemental orb whistled and crashed to the ground, like a firework exploding on the earth. With a bang, vast fields of flowers merged into one, blue, purple, red… flowers of every season blooming indiscriminately.

Flowers are beautiful, but when they seem to break free of some constraint and begin to frantically devour the land, they cease to be a sight to behold. In the blink of an eye, the streets, rooftops, and even the cracks between bricks are filled with blossoms. Despite having just been cleansed by water elements, they have found a place to take root in such a short time. These seemingly delicate petals, shrouded in black sand, exude an irresistible, bewitching allure.

"Snapped!"

With a gentle snap of the fingers, countless petals rose into the air, their forms transforming from soft to hard. Steel needles floated in the air, reflecting a chilling light. Under the influence of this mysterious magic, even the most harmless-looking objects became threatening.

“Damn it…” Asur bit his lip, raised one hand, and pointed it tremblingly at the other party, “It’s the magic that turns flower fields into steel needles!”

"So specific?!"

With a wave of his hand, the steel needles floating in the air all changed direction, shooting towards the crowd like a dense rain curtain!

Chapter 240: I'm eating, eating, eating, eating!

"Dangdangdangdang..."

A series of rapid collisions rang out, sparks flying everywhere. Asur barely managed to deploy his shield, which was entirely composed of hexagons, protecting Shizuka and Nobita behind him.

Dozens of seconds passed, and the attack frequency did not decrease at all. The girl's face gradually showed signs of strain, while her opponent remained relaxed and carefree. He even raised his hands, like a conductor leading an orchestra, rhythmically raising and lowering them. The flying needles began to adjust their angles, shooting towards the connection points of each hexagon, even adding a spinning motion in the air, trying to drill through these fragile connection points.

“Shield magic? What a pity. I really wanted to see what level you were at your peak. It seems Jaqen Helma hurt you quite badly.” Nostradamus slowly released his third hand, mocking, “It’s rather pathetic that a mage can’t fully unleash his magic.”

"Let's end this torture as soon as possible!"

Thunder and flames condensed together, the two extremely destructive elements gnawing at and influencing each other, eventually forming a jet-black flame several meters high!

"call out----!"

Its core was nearly solid, and the tiny impurities in the surrounding air were ignited by the high temperature, forming rings of brilliant flames that caused the magic to expand several times its original size, emitting a strange shriek. The moment it broke free from Nostradamus's grasp, the black fireball swiftly changed direction, crackling through the air like a ball of lightning, poised to tear everything apart as it hurtled towards the ground!

The intense heat doesn't lie; before the plants even hit the ground, they were already ablaze.

"A dual-element saturation attack?" Asur licked his chapped lips, watching the black fire star about to fall, and said with resentment, "If I hadn't been ambushed, this level of mixed elements..."

"It's alright, you did a good job," Nobita comforted him. "Since we can't block it head-on, why not try a different approach and neutralize its attack?"

"Harmless"?

……

"【Material Transformation Lamp】--!!" Nobita skillfully took out the gadget from his pocket, adjusted the knob, and a beam of light shone on it.

"【Magnifying Flashlight】--!!" Seeing that the material transformation wasn't fast enough, Shizuka, as if on cue, stepped in to assist. She used the magnifying flashlight to precisely magnify the prop in Nobita's hand, significantly increasing the lantern's coverage area.

Under the intense combination of their skills, the Black Death Star, which had not yet landed, turned into a harmless ball of yarn with a "poof" sound, as if by magic!

It fell limply to the ground, the black and red yarn scattered, yet strangely, it possessed a certain artistic quality. Asur, watching from the side, was dumbfounded, exclaiming in disbelief, thinking to himself, "The thought process of a Time-Space Anchor is truly different; how could they use a prop to create such an effect?!"

"...To think you could deflect my attack in such a way, I knew I couldn't underestimate you." After having his three attacks thwarted, Nostradamus was somewhat embarrassed. He opened his fourth pair of hands, revealing a mass of gravity compressed to its limit in his palms, just like a black hole from a science fiction book, only with a dark red outline.

He leaned forward, holding the object like a dove of peace, and gently released the last elemental magic.

"Boom————!!!"

A powerful, muffled thud, as if someone had struck space itself with a hammer, caused the gravitational mass to suddenly burst open, drilling a point into spacetime. The point expanded continuously, becoming vaguely discernible as a sphere. Its curved surface, facing Nobita and his friends, reflected all the details of this world, while its side, facing away from them, connected to the dark, boundless universe. Soon, this mirror-like sphere slowly rose, its surface seemingly beginning to ripple slightly like water.

"What the hell? Why is it flying into the sky?" Asur became wary. "Is it going to rain knives down this time?"

"No, I just feel like something's not right..."

As if sensing something, Nobita crouched down and placed his palms on the ground. Sure enough, the ground was trembling slightly, the frequency perfectly matching that of the sphere's surface. As the tremors grew stronger, a strange sound came from afar, like the sky being torn apart by some high-speed, massive object.

"boom------!"

The sphere suspended in mid-air suddenly flashed, bursting forth with blinding light. A meteorite, easily a hundred meters wide, appeared, trailing a dazzling halo and a fiery tail, as it plummeted towards the ground. Compared to this, the previous three magical attacks seemed childish, like children playing house. Nobita had seen meteorites hit the Earth before, but this was the first time he had ever witnessed one so close, and actively summoned by humans.

light.

sound.

heat.

The three elements merged into one at this moment, like a sharp sword hanging high in the sky, about to pierce the earth!

"How about now? Your headlights couldn't possibly convert such a large object into other substances, could they?!" Nostradamus spread out all eight arms and laughed with great satisfaction at the sight of everyone stunned by the meteorite. "A weak physical body can only be reduced to ashes in the impact! But my body, which is made of spirit, can remain unaffected by the impact... Hahaha... It seems there are some advantages after all."

"Admit it, Nobita, you lost! This is one of my ultimate secret techniques, you can't handle it at all!"

……

Indeed, as he said, shrinking lights and material-changing lights are ultimately just "lamp tube" level props. The light they emit is unlikely to cover the entire volume of the meteorite at the beginning. And the remaining time certainly won't be enough for them to slowly adjust the angle. Roughly estimated, in a few more seconds, the meteorite will hit the ground, instantly wiping out the city and vaporizing them along with it.

So, how about gambling on the performance of defensive items? [Softball], [Protective Cloak]—betting that their defense is strong enough to save your life even if a meteorite hits your face?

If he were alone, Nobita would most likely have shrunk to the bottom.

As a frequently used item in Doraemon's adventures, the protective cloak is a tried-and-tested all-rounder. It combines offense and defense, is easy to carry, and is simple to use. Its true principle is "fully automatic vector reflection," a high-tech gadget. Doraemon often uses it to deal with those reckless, all-out attacks, usually achieving a kill on first encounter—it's exceptionally useful.

but……

"Nobita?"

Shizuka's calls brought him back to his senses, and in that split second, he made up his mind.

The presence of the two girls changed everything. He would rather go himself than gamble on the low probability event not happening.

"It's alright, it's just a meteorite. Watch me..."

"Oh, I know how this unfolds. At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if you had a super robot in your pocket." Despite having experienced a time travel, Asur intuitively guessed the existence of Alexander Cross. "What follows is a 'just a meteorite, watch me push it back' kind of solo showmanship and a heroic turn of events, right?"

"Forehead……"

Nobita paused for a moment, and had to admit, the way she described it... seemed pretty cool.

Unfortunately, it is not.

"Strictly speaking, I intend to..."

Nobita tilted his head back, looking at the ever-growing meteorite, and murmured, "Eat it."

Chapter 241: The Great Druid Da Xiong

"[Artificial Black Hole]—!!"

(Artificial Black Hole: In order to study the structure of black holes, 22nd-century researchers created an edible model of a black hole. Out of a certain perverse sense of humor, the restraints were shaped like a rice cooker. The simulated black hole appears in a very abstract form, tasting somewhat like a tasteless rice cracker. Just a small crumb is enough to stimulate the user's appetite, making it remarkably effective in combating psychogenic anorexia. It is important to note that even as a model, this device is quite dangerous; never consume excessive amounts of the black hole at once to avoid accidental ingestion or other adverse reactions.)

Before this, Gian had been the reigning champion of the town's eating contest, until Doraemon brought out this gadget. Nobita saw that this thing was dark and looked like a crispy biscuit, so he actually broke off a piece and licked it clean, even his fingers.

A black hole the size of a palm went right into his stomach, and he instantly transformed into a zombie, eating and eating and eating and eating! In the town's eating contest, he devoured a plate of steamed buns, a plate of senbei (rice crackers), and a plate of dorayaki in one go, completely outshining Gian. In fact, it's quite remarkable that Gian, with his human body, could compete with Nobita until the third round before finally losing!

……

"Click, click!"

He proudly showed off the rice cooker, devouring half a bucket of the black hole model in a few bites. Nobita licked the black hole residue from his lips, said nothing more, shoved the rice cooker into Shizuka's hand, and activated his bamboo copter, flying towards the falling meteorite. The difference in size between the two was so vast that it created a rather tragic beauty in the scene, like Don Quixote challenging a windmill.

"Oh? Instead of turning and running away, you're moving closer to my arcane magic?" Nostradamus laughed wildly in the air, like a kite floating in the sky. "Useless... Mass determines victory or defeat, determines everything! A supermassive attack simulated by arcane magic can never be blocked by anything!"

In the first few seconds, just as he claimed, the immense mass and speed engulfed everything. It was as if Nobita had used his own life to perfectly exemplify the idiom "a mantis trying to stop a chariot"—he was instantly engulfed by the scorching halo of the meteorite and disappeared without a trace.

But soon, things started to go wrong.

The front half of the meteorite was rapidly disappearing, along with the triumphant smile on Nostradamus's face. For the first time, the prophet wondered if he was dreaming. He rubbed his eyes, widening his ram-like pupils to make sure he was seeing reality.

"ah--------"

The emphasis is incredibly mesmerizing, like when you're getting your throat checked and the doctor uses a depressor to cover your tongue, making you make that sound. Nobita keeps his mouth wide open, the prop takes effect, and the black hole in his throat begins to exert its power. The more he eats, the stronger the black hole model's effect becomes; it's less about "eating" and more about "sucking" that mass directly into that bottomless abyss at the bottom of his throat.

The meteorite's downward momentum was halted. In the blink of an eye, the meteorite lost a third of its volume, while Nobita was still opening his mouth wide, inhaling the turbulent air!

"..."

Asur's expression was one of utter astonishment. If it were her, in such a short time, she would have thought of the traditional approach—trying to unleash a larger shield spell to block the meteor. If that failed, she would cast a further piercing spell to penetrate the meteor and minimize the power of a secondary impact… But Nobita's thinking was quite unique. Rather than confronting the meteor, he focused more on neutralizing its attack.

He deflected every punch thrown at him with a push of his palm; this fighting style was completely different from what she had learned in another universe.

With the filter, even the way he was eating in the air looked handsome.

……

"Aww!"

After swallowing the last bite, Da Xiong licked his lips again, seemingly wanting to join in the critiques of various cooking techniques on variety shows. He had intended to say something, but after thinking for a long time, his mind went blank, and nothing came to mind.

"As expected, he's even more difficult to deal with than I imagined." Nostradamus narrowed his eyes, re-examining Nobita's body, and said in a deep voice, "In that case..."

"drink!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and his figure disintegrated again, transforming into a cloud of loose black sand that instantly surged towards Da Xiong, engulfing him before he could react. Da Xiong felt tiny particles constantly hitting his face. Moments later, the black whirlwind swept him up and carried him away from the city, seemingly taking him somewhere.

“Hiss———”

The fine sand particles slapped against my face at high speed, giving it a prickly feel. It seems that even so-called spirits are composed of tiny particles.

"No...no..." Nobita gritted his teeth, and despite the overwhelming dizziness, he still managed to pull out the gadget. "You can forget about it!"