Chapter 80

Chapter 79 is the seventy-ninth chapter of the Dead Mount Death Play manga.

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Xiaoyu Lei, thinking of Polka Shinoyama while dashing away from Lemmings and Soara Habaki, wishes—for the sake of Rozan Shinoyama and the Shinoyama Clan—that Polka will life a happy life at Rozan's side, and, with a touch of bitterness, that Polka will remain his oblivious self with respect to Xiaoyu's own jealousy.

A certain nearby Elemental meanwhile ignores a certain soaring shark plush in favor of assaulting Misaki Sakimiya with endless pavement fragments. Just as Misaki is deciding that she must create distance between herself and Polka, Xiaoyu pops up to call her name; Misaki tosses Xiaoyu the Polka Plush via her detached hand and urges him to look after it—only to look before her once more and see she is on a collision course with a bus.

The bus dissipates into bats even as Misaki flings her arms over her head to shield herself. Shocked, Misaki and Xiaoyu alike take in her unharmed body; it is Xiaoyu who is now distracted as a pavement fragment hurtles toward him, but a flung chain fractures the fractures it before it can make contact. In the seconds that Xiaoyu wonders whether someone is interfering with "this space," the airborne fragment upon which he kneels succumbs to gravity. So too does Misaki's; upon peering over its edge, Misaki observes a stranger standing over Lulu.

Leuf Vellize, taking into account the Great Elementals' excessive wariness and overcaution, expresses disbelief at the apparent fact that "that monster has come over to this world." When Lulu asks who Vellize is, Vellize attempts to communicate with the Elemental that hovers above Lulu's head and discovers that the Elemental language has apparently ceased in the "one hundred short years since [she] was killed." How pathetic, she says, but she places a gentle hand on Lulu's head and says entrusting her own soul to the Corpse God was worthwhile after all—for doing so has allowed her to see the face of her descendant.

Majiri Agakura remarks to Bao that she would not have severed Xiaoyu's prosthetic hand as she did had she known he would replace it with the arm of a dragon. Bao, attention still on Xiaoyu, says that the threat to him has passed; this causes Majiri to perform a happy twirl, so pleased is she at the two of them doing something so sisterly as protecting their "little brother and sister" from the shadows.

Bao emphasizes that she cares exclusively for her own brother, though she adds that she is grateful that Majiri warned her that Xiaoyu was in danger after their fight. Therefore, she shall "honor their alliance" by agreeing to a truce. "Xiaoyu will choose the path he wishes to take. In the meantime..."

...Civil senses that the Elementals have been restrained, something he did not think could or would happen. Framrodia Byandiraz takes the opportunity to unleash a spot of magic his way that Civil only just manages to handle and acknowledges as much: "Aww... Ha-ha! And just as I was getting used to it." Nevertheless, to lose now to Corpse God in such a manner would be "unbearable," so he pledges to give the finale his all.

A potent magic circle manifests behind him, more sharp and perfect than any of the warped iterations Civil has produced until now. The two imperial court sorcerers and Corpse God gasp, for this is no longer a likeness or imitation: this is the very magic circle that Arius Sabaramond once utilized. The butterfly-winged sorcerer cries that such magic can and will "blow away" the entire city; nevertheless, to stand down now would be unthinkable, so Framrodia steps forward in answer to Civil's challenge.

Corpse God says that Framrodia has far greater "pure strength," while Corpse God comparatively has been borrowing power and setting it to work; he has been using people as his tools. As Framrodia conjures a spell, he replies that neither he nor the other dead have complaints, relics of the past that they are, so Corpse God may use them "as tools until [they] break and advance forward." Corpse God is alive, he declares, and the essence of being alive has little to do with whether one's body is dead—it is to do with whether one is or is not looking to the future.

"Riz!" Framrodia calls, "In this world...by your own world...protect what you want to protect this time around!"

Forward his hand stretches, commanding a magic circle as crisp and vehement as his words.

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