"Uh, what is it? If I don't listen to you, you're gonna fight me until you die and destroy me for no reason? Say that again, you're kidding me. Come on."

The voice of God opens its mouth and laughs.

Four [Spirit Servants] don't move.

Both the armored man and the woman in the coat stand still when summoned.

The enormous shadow of mystery also walks irrelevant.

The giant three-faced spider is staring at me and salivating, but for now, there's no sign he's going to attack me.

Even without the voice of God, there are four lixillas that are low quoted and demonized.

There's no way it's going to be such a battle.

"All you could do was put your head on the ground at best and beg for forgiveness. I'm in a bit of a good mood, so if you treat him equally, take Lilixilla's ridiculous advice and go fuck yourself. Come on. Shall I make sure of that? If one gets busted, do you really choose to die? Come on."

Did you think I could pass my opinions on a guy like this?

This guy is a chunk of madness.

At the end of the day, prioritize your emotions.

As a negotiator, it sucks.

'Calm down, please! If you want to guarantee the safety of all of us, you can cooperate at the very least. But you can't help using me to break the world in this day and age!

I made a [pronouncement].

This is what I wanted to pull out of God's voice, on minimum terms.

If we stay like this, God's voice could come out tough.

Even now, I thought I should present my thoughts.

If we can fight pointlessly, we should lose each other.

"I didn't know you'd still stick to such conditions over this period. I'm sorry I can lick you any more. I called you because of this, and these kids want to get busted."

The voice of God raised the altitude.

"Besides, I've already decided what to do with you. If you don't listen to me obediently, that doesn't matter. Just let me do it the most effective way against you. Baal, show him the difference in power!

of the Great Spider Baal, three faces laughed.

They're going to launch an attack!

Let's get out of here!

I let go of [reading] to my surroundings.

I seriously thought it would be my hand to fight him to death if he was enough to be used scattered by the voice of God to kill them all.

But there was also the thought of having the voice of God present a compromise by showing an attitude of self-abandonment, regardless.

Besides, now that I've been shown a clear difference in power so far, I just don't think I'm going to take a special attack and die in vain.

If I was alone, I'd have had a choice to place a bet.

But now, I get involved with the other guys on this scene.

Trent is out front of me looking like Tyrant Guardian.

If I run away soon, Trent will be sacrificed by Baal.

I ran past Trent and approached Baal.

"Ah, Lord!

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!"

Baal was also out front.

Shortly after I avoided it, I was to get a body hit from the front.

A shock ran all over my body and my body was blown away backwards.

I slap the ground with my tail and get in position quickly.

I didn't have to get blown up big somehow.

But that's all.

In the current collision, the bones of the shoulder and chest entered.

My whole body is screaming with a blow right now.

It was a hell of a heavy hit.

In terms of status, Baal is definitely better than me.

Trent rushed to me.

"My Lord! Before! Before!

Ma, before...?

I rush to regain my thoughts of the sharp pain, face up and check forward.

But Baal, who thrust me, stops laughing nastyly at Guerraggera with three faces.

No other [Spirit Servant] should have shown any movement yet...

Right on my diagonal, there was a guy in the voice of God floating around.

The voice of God has a full grin on its face, which is half broken.

At the tip of one hand that was raised, black light was gathered.

"What's wrong? Was it that sweet of you to leave it to [Spirit Servant] so I wouldn't move? With that level of mindset, it often reminded me of getting out of this mess."

"What...!

The black light that was gathering in the hands of the voice of God spread and became a great magic formation to cover my surroundings.

I feel unpleasant signs.

It's not just an attack.

This guy, what are you gonna do?

As I hurried to get away from this scene, I lowered the arm of the one with the voice of God empty and pointed my fingertips at me.

It strikes me with sudden discomfort, as if my brain had been shaken.

Thoughts turn white and you can't think about anything.

"Ga, ga, a..."

"Don't waste your resistance with the mess, please. So don't make me say it again and again. You don't have a choice."

Again, that was a mental attack earlier!

Meer also said that the voice of God would use this attack a lot.

Perhaps this is just the right move to succumb to your opponent quickly without letting him live.

The light of the black magic formation is wrapping around my body.

I can't move.

My forelegs, they don't lift.

It seems to be the type of skill that takes time to activate, but the time was earned with a strange mental attack.

"Dragon god!

"Lord, wow!

Aro and Trent, who were nearby, are running towards me.

Into the realm of the Black Magic Formation.

Don't come! Get caught up in something!

"Has Xiaoxiao mixed in? I don't want you to molest my boxyard... well, don't worry about it."

The voice of God narrows his eyes.

I moved my back leg desperately, kicking the ground and trying to get out of the magic formation.

The rear leg didn't hit the ground.

It felt as if the hind legs rubbed through the ground.

Oh, what have I done...?

"[Transcendental transmission]"

The voice of God whines.

The surrounding vision is smeared in white and nothing is visible.

"You should come up with a level. The hostages, you've met, are everything in this world. Hurry back or we'll all be dead."

The laughter of God's voice keeps getting farther and farther.