9th Circle Lord

A secluded field in the centre of the south-west.

An old man is plowing a field in a wide open field.

Whenever a plow is caught, only one palm of sweet potato and potato sprouts.

The old man grinds deeply buried crops, whether they are strong or skilled at plowing.

It was when the old man was working on farming.

Kuoooooooong!

Suddenly, a sharp thunder bursts into the sky, and a huge meteorite falls.

The meteorite that appeared in an instant struck the ground like a shot.

Quaa 'ang!

The earthquake turned upside down with the noise.

A soaring pillar of dirt fills the sky, and a staggering mountain bird flees in flocks.

The meteorite is planted deep into the ground.

The surroundings melt and the vapour rises due to the hot heat.

But a remarkable sight was revealed.

Shhh!

In the middle of the meteorite, the cloudy silver water flows.

It is as viscous as lava and emits steam.

The silver water that came out began to condense within minutes and formed a hard solid.

The solid form resembled a crude golem.

An unidentified silver golem suddenly fills the floor.

Kwaaang!

The silver golem, which once again trembled and jumped hundreds of meters at a time, watched the direction in which the old man was farming the field.

A long time ago, a silver golem flew in the direction of the old man.

The old man was still being sold to farming.

Even though the meteorite is falling nearby, it is not an inner color that responds to whether the ear is black or not.

Open it!

A lightly landed silver golem looks at the old man and deforms within.

Like a doppelganger, he takes the same look as an old man.

An alien opened his mouth.

“Intelligent. Lowest combat power. Optimal invasion conditions. Launch the planetary destruction project. ”

An alien, cut off in a monotonous and stiff voice, approached the elderly man and stretched out his arm.

The alien's arm instantly cuts into the shape of a giant blade.

Bang!

The alien's knife didn't cut the old man's head off.

I hit the temples, I couldn't cut a single hair.

The alien nodded unnaturally.

That's when the old man with the last sweet potato can raised his head.

The old man said to the alien.

“You're here now. I got bored waiting.”

The old man reached out.

The alien's head was placed on a cliff, and it sounded like it was overhead.

Chuaaaaaah!

His head is plucked and his lost body shakes.

The old man stared at his head.

He said.

“You've learned the power of darkness. Where else is it leaking? ”

The alien's mouth was as puffy as a crustacean.

“Excellent combat power. Trick. Trick. Alarms. Danger. ”

Unlike before, the voice is urgent.

Luther smiles coldly at such an alien.

“Are you telling your colleagues? Tell him it's too late. ”

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The body and head that appeared were instantly burned.

The old man looked up at the sky.

I saw a giant ship penetrating the atmosphere and flying over the planet.

It means you're an alien with a high degree of civilization if you're running a ship across space.

“That would be fun.”

An old man who spoke to himself swept his face.

The wrinkled skin turned younger and younger within.

Luther's finger aimed at the sky.

Quaa 'ang!

Suddenly a black ellipse appears in the center of the ellipsoid ship, and it swallows as it is.

Luther glittered his eyes as if he had found a new toy.

“I didn't think I'd be bored. ”

There could not be any interesting beings in the immense universe that could not know the end.

Luther shook his hand.

“Now, let's start a new journey. ”

What would a new civilization look like?

Putting the ship itself into its own empty world, Luther moves with a relaxed face.

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