I Got 999 Level With One Cut

Myzranda led Riko Hasegawa's clone around a corner and came to a dark and gloomy room. The only light source in the room was the two braziers in the corner. There were five broken portraits hanging on the wall. Under the dim light of the fire, these already blurry portraits looked even more difficult to recognize.    

Most of the characters on the paintings were hidden in the shadows, and only the vague outline could be seen.    

"Has Bravehearts been in this world for a long time?" Riko's doppelganger asked, "These paintings seem to be quite old."    

"No, the great Demon King, they only came three years ago."    

"Then why are the paintings so broken?"    

"I purposely made it old." The old Myzranda stood in front of the portrait. The fire only lit up half of the old man's wrinkled face. "Don't you think I'm cooler this way?"    

"Alright, great Demon King. Now let me introduce you to these powerful and kind Bravehearts."    

The old man pointed at the first portrait in front of him.    

"This is Braveheart of Divine Secrets, Sato."    

It was a young man who looked like a high school student. Half of his face was hidden in the darkness. Only a blue eye was revealed. The young man's left arm was hidden under a white cloak, and his right hand was spread open. He was holding a phone.    

"He came from a world with advanced casting technology. Coincidentally, when he was summoned here as Bravehearts, he brought the God's Machinery from that world with him. Although the machine was small, its function was shocking. It could record the images of reality while emitting a dazzling light, and it also contained endless knowledge. Other than that, Sato is also an unprecedented magic genius who can resonate with all elements."    

Riko knew about mobile phones.    

But Loli Merlin, who was watching the live broadcast from afar, had never seen a mobile phone before. Her eyes lit up as she rubbed her hands." Rikku, can you think of a way to bring this thing back? I want to study it."    

On the other side, Myzranda's explanation continued. He slightly moved his body and picked up a wooden stick from the ground. He poked it into the brazier and lit it up. Then he raised the torch in front of him and lit up the second and third portraits.    

There was a person holding a pilot's helmet and leaning against a silver propeller fighter. The other one was obviously a mage: he wore black-framed glasses that symbolized wisdom and his left hand was covered in flames. On his right hand was a ball of ice.    

"They are Braveheart of the Iron Bird, Yamamoto and Mage Braveheart. Yukawa."    

The old Magus suddenly coughed violently before he could finish his sentence. Riko quietly cast a life magic on him before he patted his chest and straightened his back.    

"Sorry, Lord Dem. I am old and my body is not good."    

Myzranda should be quite old according to the standards of ordinary people. His magic level had not reached the level where he could maintain his health forever.    

However, her body did not continue to develop.    

"Yamamoto has a giant bird with a steel body as his mount. That bird can dive down from an unimaginable height and spew flames. It can kill dozens of people in an instant. Yukawa, on the other hand, was the strongest Devil Instructor in the history of Ansk."    

Myzranda looked at Riko's doppelganger who was still smiling, seemingly not worried at all. He was a little worried.    

"They are the two strongest Bravehearts. Please do not let your guard down. Especially Yukawa. His magic power is far stronger than any existing mage in Ansk. I'm afraid only the ancestor who made the prophecy and you can defeat him. "    

The silver-haired girl nodded. "I understand."    

It was said that no one in the outside world knew the names of the last two members of the Bravehearts Alliance. One of them was good at scheming, while the other was very mysterious. It was said that he had never shown himself. Even his portrait was a blurry shadow. It was said that someone had once seen the most mysterious Bravehearts from afar. He also said that Bravehearts was a fat man. However, this statement was not confirmed in the end.    

"They are the enemies you will have to face in the future."    

The old Magus explained everything like a game guide. He turned around and threw the almost burnt torch on the cold floor. His old and murky yellow eyes stared at the silver-haired girl who still looked too young.    

In fact, when Riko first appeared on the sacred obsidian altar. He still had some doubts about her ability. Even though the ancestor of the Gray Robed Mages had never told the public what kind of appearance Bravehearts and Demon King would take in the world. However, there had always been a legend about the same topic in Ansk.    

The young Bravehearts had traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, defeating countless enemies along the way. Finally, they stood on the long staircase under the throne, challenging those fellows who looked like bad people at first glance. And now, the summoned Bravehearts were indeed young and powerful. But this Demon King was very different from what he imagined.    

He had never heard of a little girl being Demon King.    

Therefore, Myzranda even suspected that he had summoned the wrong person.    

However, Riko quickly revealed her powerful magic power to prove her identity, which made the old wizard feel very complicated.    

On the one hand, he did not want such a young girl to shoulder the heavy responsibility of Demon King. On the other hand, he was looking forward to her using the power in her hands to overturn Bravehearts's tyranny.    

"I know, I am very grateful to you."    

Riko's doppelganger revealed a gentle smile that did not match Demon King's identity.    

Myzranda silently sighed in his heart.    

Maybe she could become a good Demon King?