After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Chapter 201 The Disappearance of the Book

"Ah...I see."

When the dark red energy tightly wrapped around his body like a python, Fyodor suddenly realized.

There was some mysterious force that had been interfering with his thinking. From the beginning to the end, all this was just an elaborate trap designed specifically for the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man.

But... he slowly raised his head and stared straight at Draco, his eyes revealing an indescribable depth.

"Have you known this for a long time?" His voice was low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a barely perceptible tremor.

Draco seemed unconcerned by the murderous intent he revealed.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. "If you mean the person who killed you will become your next one. Then yes, I do understand that very well."

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was already accustomed to such unreasonable things.

Hey, isn’t there a noose in the cursed world who has a new brain and has lived for thousands of years?

Since it is impossible to completely eliminate it, then why not give up trying? Gojo Satoru once gave him this magical prison gate.

Now that Naohua has died, it can be used to imprison another thousand-year-old man.

Thinking of this, Draco couldn't help but sigh at his own intelligence.

At the same time, Harry, hiding in a dark corner, silently cast a wandless and silent spell.

A faint light flashed, and Fudi Yingchi and Gogol, who had just arrived beside Draco through space teleportation and was about to swing his knife, were instantly frozen in place, unable to move.

"Hahaha, it's true, you really know everything!" Fyodor suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter was crisp and pleasant, but it was mixed with some elusive charm.

Despite being in trouble, he remained extremely calm and composed, and even the smile on his face never disappeared for a moment.

He didn't see the flash of light and thought it was Draco's ability.

"Anything else you want to say? You can point it here." Draco stretched out his hand to summon the Golden Snitch-style camera hidden in the air. Then he removed its disguise.

"Say hello to everyone?" Draco tilted his head and looked at Fudi Yingchi and the others while holding the camera.

"Everyone?" Fudi Yingchi had a bad feeling.

"Yes, this is a camera. It's live streaming. The whole country can see you." His tone was no longer cold, but became cheerful. "Including the part where you admitted to being the leader of the Five Decaying Celestial Beings."

“…” Fudi Yingchi knew that he was finished.

"This must have been Dazai's idea, right?" Fyodor smiled good-naturedly. He shook his head and said, "I don't have any other questions."

That's right, now he understood everything. The power that had once blinded him and prevented him from perceiving anything unusual came from the book, or perhaps it was the world itself.

Behind this seemingly fair game lies the will of the world, which does not seem to want him to be the ultimate winner.

He slowly closed his eyes, letting his body and mind immerse in the endless darkness.

Draco whispered, "Prison Gate, close the door."

Then, Draco stepped forward and bent down to pick up the small box that had fallen to the ground and was covered with strange eyes on its surface.

After staring at it for a moment, he finally decided to stuff it into the mysterious Book of Genesis and seal it. Then, he put the Book of Genesis back into the space where it belonged.

Next, Draco took out the one-time performance props he had carefully prepared in advance - which would replace the book and be destroyed during the live broadcast.

After all, although it seemed that there were only ordinary people in the live broadcast room, Draco knew that the supernatural organizations of various countries were lurking in it, paying attention to his every move.

As for why he didn't just take it, the reason was simple: this ordinary and unremarkable book was completely incompatible with his elegant taste and was not worthy of appearing in his noble hands.

You know, the Malfoy family has top-notch aesthetics.

It is worth mentioning that Draco cleverly fixed the camera firmly so that it was always aimed at the majestic dragon outside the window.

Therefore, no one except Harry could witness this series of smooth operations.

As for Fudi Yingchi and Gogol? They were frozen in place like statues, unable to turn their heads to observe Draco's actions.

After completing all the steps, Draco walked to the window with light steps in a happy mood, and his eyes leisurely cast towards the red dragon shrouded in white mist.

The live broadcast room was filled with dense barrages of comments, making it seem very lively.

"A friendly reminder that it's okay to breathe."

"Thanks for the reminder, I almost suffocated!"

"Did you all see this? Is this true or false?"

"Why are there still people doubting the authenticity of this? First, can you see if you can exit this live broadcast room?"

"Isn't this a huge shock..."

"Yeah, who would have thought...Fudi Yingchi is crazy about him..."

"According to the anime just now, it should be over now, right? Evil has triumphed over justice..."

"It's not over yet! Did you forget about the dragon behind??"

"!!! I remember that white-haired guy said at the beginning that Yokohama would be incinerated in half an hour. How long has it been now?"

"About 20 minutes."

"The upstairs is so calm, they're even counting the time?"

"Ah, because I'm in Yokohama and I want to have something good to eat before I die. So I checked the time."

"...amazing! Is this the supreme sense of relaxation that only Yokohama residents possess?"

"As expected of a city where people with special abilities gather..."

We are not fools and we all know what is going on.

"Little dragon." Harry removed the magic on his body and walked to Draco, which made Fudi Yingchi and Gogol's hearts jump.

This person! When did he get here? They hadn't noticed at all.

"Harry, I'll leave these two people to you. The people from the Special Powers Department will be here soon. I'll go deal with the dragon." Draco happily jumped into Harry's arms and rubbed against him.

He was exhausted. Acting wasn't easy. He wanted to suck Harry's energy back!

"Okay, be careful." Harry touched Draco's head lovingly, but he was still a little worried.

He knew that Draco's strength should be far beyond theirs, but he grew up with Draco, and in his heart, Draco would always be the little prince who needed his protection.

Draco waved his hand casually, and the window disappeared.

The book in his hand emitted a white light, and a pair of huge wings appeared behind him out of thin air. He flew in the air, heading straight towards the dragon.

It’s not that he can’t fly, but after all, Draco can’t show too much.

The world still needs to be integrated. He is not going back after slaying the dragon. He still has to find Pansy and the others.

In order to avoid trouble in the days ahead, he decided to take the trouble and perform another play.

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Along the way, they saw injured superpowers, an armed detective agency rushing to save people, and the port mafia deliberately attacking and guiding the dragon to a sparsely populated area...

"They're just like ordinary people; they'll grow old, get sick, and die, but they have some abilities," Draco said softly. It wasn't clear if he was talking to himself or to the people in the livestream.

"Being kept in Yokohama by the government, he could be abandoned at any time..." Draco sneered and said no more.

He shook the book, and golden spots of light flew down like a flood, flying towards those who were seriously injured.

Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency seemed to realize something, and their good eyesight allowed them to see Draco as soon as they looked up.

It seems that the problem with Fyodor has been solved, but I don’t know about Genichirō... Fukuzawa Yukichi breathed a sigh of relief. Ranpo told them that the matter would be over once they saw Draco.

Mori Ogai also noticed the healing of his wounds and Draco flying in the sky.

"Hey, thank you so much, Mr. Malfoy. Your Highness Silver Wolf, do you know what Mr. Malfoy likes? When this is over, the Port Mafia will definitely pay you a visit." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at him and ignored him. He sheathed his sword and prepared to go find the members of the Armed Detective Agency.

Mori Ogai didn't mind and casually sent a signal. Ozaki Kouyo soon came over.

He flew very close to the dragon, and the camera followed Draco, following him.

Draco opened the blank book and stared at the dragon in front of him.

The dragon seemed to sense danger and slowly stopped swimming, staring at Draco. Occasionally, a hint of closeness flashed in its cold eyes, but it was quickly filled with brutality.

Time was running out, and rescuing people on the way took some time. All in all, there were only three minutes left.

He took out a pen and wrote something on the blank page in his hand. The camera slowly moved closer, and the various supernatural organizations in various countries were all at their ease. It must be some kind of power or authority...

——Draco Malfoy defeated the dragon, and at the same time, the book disappeared. No one would find it anymore, and there would be no book in the world anymore.

Everyone was keenly aware of one thing: this was Draco's wish. If Draco destroyed the dragon, then the book would truly disappear!

For a time, people from all sides were rushing to Yokohama, but the obstruction of the white fog made even the transcendents have to think twice, not to mention that no one took it seriously at the beginning, and now it is impossible to transfer manpower.

The big organizations were fine, and some might even be happy to see it happen. After all, this was a really troublesome thing, and if it wasn't handled properly, it could potentially trigger another war.

Two minutes——

Draco closed the book with satisfaction and let go.

When everyone in the Armed Detective Agency was startled and prepared to fight for it, they didn't expect the book to just float beside him.

The Armed Detective Agency knew that the book was in Draco's possession; Mr. Dazai and Mr. Ranpo had hinted at it. Of course, they knew nothing of the plan; they were only responsible for carrying out Mr. Ranpo's instructions.

"Well, we also have to pay attention to Snow White and the prince inside. It seems we can't be too rough." Draco thought.

One minute.

He raised his palm towards the dragon, and golden spots of light gathered together madly. The energy made the incineration mutants who were already in Yokohama Port feel frightened.

You know, he is a transcendent.

He suddenly slumped in his chair, losing his serious demeanor, muttering, "You can't use me at all. What a pity! I finally have the chance to use my supernatural powers."

The light spot compressed into a small ball. The dragon instinctively felt the threat and gathered energy in its mouth.

However, Draco did not give it a chance. The ball of light instantly rushed towards the dragon, and then suddenly expanded the moment it touched the dragon.

The dragon was completely submerged.

10 ...

9 ...

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3 ...

2 ...

The dragon-shaped ball of light suddenly shattered into tiny spots of light, floating and covering the entire Yokohama, revealing two figures slowly floating down inside.

The dragon was long gone.

"Mr. Dazai!" "Bandage waste device!" "Chuya!" "Cadre Nakahara!"

The Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia were the first to see the two figures, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.

They were too far away and couldn't get forward in time.

However, the slightly petite figure kicked the white figure upwards before landing, and then a red light appeared around his body. He landed steadily on the ground and reached out to catch the falling Dazai Osamu.

"Isn't that too rough of you to treat Snow White? Chuuya~" Dazai Osamu rubbed his waist that had been badly hit.

"Ah, there's no need to be so gentle when treating a scum like you." Nakahara Chuuya glanced at Dazai Osamu in his arms, but his ears turned red visibly.

The people from the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia who arrived didn't know whether they should step forward.

Ah... this is a bit subtle...

Draco smiled as he watched the gradually dissipating white mist and Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya land safely. The book beside him suddenly emitted light, and then, little by little, under the gaze of everyone in the live broadcast room, it turned into particles and disappeared.

Draco waited quietly for the book to disappear before glancing at the camera and decisively turning it off.

Looking at the black live broadcast room, everyone felt as if they were in a dream.

Then the whole city became noisy.

Sakaguchi Ango sighed in relief and slumped back into his chair. Yokohama didn't need to be destroyed... That's great!

It's just a book... He couldn't help but think of his superiors, and it gave him a headache. There would be a lot of arguments.

But...whatever! Yokohama survived once again!

Dame Agatha sighed with regret. "What a pity... But, just one strike..." She lowered her eyes, concealing the deep thought in them.

No matter what the reason is, the supernatural organizations of various countries have turned their attention to this small Yokohama.

In other words, it was placed on Draco, the creature that looked like a book, whose abilities far exceeded those of the Transcendent.

I think Yokohama will welcome waves of people in the future.