Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

Blood winds gust, cracks run on the earth, and there are countless piles of rubble and craters.

Black clouds in the sky. In the narrow midst of the clouds is the Fire, as if the Magma were overflowing from the gap of the earth. There is always a thunderbolt and the world is stained with blood and flaming red.

"The world on the other side of the mirror" - the other side of the unidentified mirror hidden beneath the Vatican was exactly what it deserved to be called "Hell".

"Huh!? - Minutes of body!?

It was Kosuke who responded to the boy's cry for salvation and stormed into hell that leaked his stunned voice.

The moment you dive in the mirror, the Grant family minutes body and link are interrupted and at the same time your senses tell you that you can summon the body for a maximum number of minutes. He was unintentionally deactivated.

"After all, you mean the world is different..."

No matter how good Kosuke's body is, he can't keep the world together. Even if autonomous action is possible, its source of power is the magic of the body. If the world is cut off from each other, it cannot be maintained by boulders.

A corner of my head is overwhelmed with thoughts that would have worried Emily and the others, but the abnormal, paranormal and imminent situation in front of me does not allow me to think extra.

Even worse, there are countless shadows in the bloody wind that have exhibited the appearance of a dense sandstorm.

"Damn. It's a pain in the ass..."

Unexpectedly zero fallen evil.

Conditions, the environment, and the situation, everything sucks.

Blood winds seem to have a lot of negative effects on the human body. From the moment he steps in, Kosuke feels it all the time - a tingling pain in his lungs, burning tingling skin, feeling like energy is being extracted from the core of his body to live, such as strength, vitality, and mental strength.

It seems that this world is not at all friendly to those who live.

Besides, due to the increased intensity and density of the blood winds, we lost sight of different human types and recapture targets.

Kosuke's signal sensing is usually about a hundred and fifty meters radius. Once you remember the signs, you can keep capturing up to 300 meters, but you can't sense them within that range.

Instead, the signs of a frightening number of "something" that makes it silly to count.

Nonetheless, only some direction is known. We must push in that direction and again capture, retrieve and escape her within our senses.

(Time limit is... that's about enough)

Quick sunglasses. Re-adjust the position of the mask covering the lower half of the face to the nose. I impose a time limit on myself and whine inside.

For a moment, there are different voices that echo directly into the brain.

- Ningen! Ningen!

- Ningengairru! Ikita, Ningenru!

- Quacero, quacero.

"Are you ready to talk?!? I mean, you noticed me!?

Even the expression stuttering heaven is still not enough. Besides, even if you noticed yourself, I'm not happy at all. Rather, it feels like my skin is poppy and ice cubes have slipped off my spine.

But I didn't have time to be rigid on the difficult pastries to name. A terrific number of "things" hit the surrounding bloodwinds.

It's like a wild cheetah hitting prey at top speed. And tricky movements using surrounding debris and craters are like monkeys crossing the tree seas endlessly.

Unusual speeds and strange movements would make it difficult to cope at first sight. A concurrent person would undoubtedly be hit with a first hand.

"I don't have time for this!

Hyung, a sword flashed in the blood wind. I thought Kosuke appeared a few meters away. What a fragrance to quicken and cripple sunglasses with one hand. He said he hasn't been in Sir Abyss mode in earnest yet.

Naturally the result...

"Something" attacked - blood-running red and black eyes, sparsely growing hair and teeth, unusually long hands and feet, slender, missing gray bodies everywhere. Yet only the belly is unusually bloated. A monster, like a hungry ghost, rolled to the ground with his neck dropped without a single exception.

And I got up normally.

"Liar!?

Kouya, who had a bit of Lord Abyss in it. Unexpectedly return to vegetables.

The hungry modkies who did get their necks dropped regenerate their heads when they bubble that cross section. Those with rolling heads disappear exposed to blood winds as if they were also weathering rapidly.

Even while I'm doing that, the hungry modkies are attacking me one after another.

"Chip. You don't have time for this, but it's a hassle!

The second knife is also a knife puller.

Squeeze your outstretched arms and drop your neck like a mistake.

Try to crawl and trample the approaching one, step on the jumping one and jump even more. Without the bitterness of flying with a sensitive stone, he wrapped it up and skewered the five bodies.

More flying hungry modokies are swept away by a spinning slaughter in the air, trampling underfoot enemies at the same time as landing.

And all its enemies rose and regenerated as if nothing had happened.

"Immortal!? There's no kiri!

Omnidirectional. Temporarily invisible even to the sky due to the rain of the hungry modoki that jumped out of the bloody wind.

Shall we cover our prey with overwhelming quantities? Zoggy, such as being covered in a dome of hungry modkies.

"Please, -" Black Vortex! "

Gravity Magic "Black Vortex" - Magic that unfolds a gravitational field in any direction.

Kosuke forcefully blew through the swarm of hungry modkies falling over his head, leaving it to his free fall over the sky.

Then, under his eyes, he unfolded a gravitational field in the horizontal direction, populating his skin with the sight of a hungry modoki reaching out for Kosuke creating a mountain. Start the free fall in the direction of the path.

"Guh, I knew it would get tough. Mr. Yue is a real monster."

During the free fall directly above, Kosuke raises his voice of distress due to the strain placed on his body due to his sudden conversion to the free fall directly beside him and the enormous magic consumption caused by the continued use of gravitational magic.

In fact, the gravitational magic that Kosuke can use in action is extremely limited. The degree of gravitational reorientation that sticks to ceilings, etc., the granting of gravitational fields, the increase or decrease of gravity around oneself - to this extent.

Like Yue, you can't do it without taking the time to instantly crush enemies, swallow and compress all attacks to create gravitational spheres to return, compound with attribute magic, and so on.

It seems easy because Yue activates to breathe without chanting and is freely pseudo-flying, such as the "black vortex", which is the first step in gravitational magic, but it is also possible because it performs a super-high technique of multiple simultaneous control of gravitational magic, from speed adjustment to direction adjustment to the continuous neutralization of the original gravity.

The same way Hajime or Shea can't use gravitational magic without a magical talent.

Though somewhat talented, for Kosuke, who is inherently avant-garde and can't operate magic directly, or even carry extrahuman magic, the magic of a god called gravitational magic is a trump card, while at the same time being too high-end magic that is not user-friendly.

It should be noted that Kosuke's pseudo-flyable time is only about thirty seconds. Although the story is different if you are in a limit breaking state or in the maximum depth state of Sir Abyss mode.

Again, the bride of Naruto's monster, after all, is a monster! And Kosuke, who was desperately activating the continuation of gravitational magic while spitting stupidity that could never be said against his face, finally caught the long-awaited sign at the price of the magic consumed like hot water.

We have more than a dozen seconds left to fly, but we're free to drop. Enough to pack a distance of about a few hundred meters.

Kosuke held his breath and shifted his mask in an attempt to recover his body damage and magic by taking healing pills within the present. And trying to take the healing pills out of the treasure trove...

on the brink of it,

- Oh, my God.

Dirty screams poking at my ear.

"Huh!?

If you deflect the orbit by unlocking the black vortex and making the original fall, you will pass by instantly, trying to plunder it.

It's a hungry moddock with thin enough skin membrane wings to be transparent. Aside from the wings, it features sharp fangs and an extremely distorted head as if the brain were exposed, brewing ugliness even this.

"Now what!?

Kosuke stretches out his irritating mixed voice for dropping his recovery pills in the shock when he plundered them and for breathing blood wind without a mask.

At the same time, he returns the mask and jumps further from another direction using the skill "Wood Leaf Dance" - a skill "Derivation of Shadow Dance" that jumps dust and dust from the air into a momentary scaffold.

but here again, the problem is simple quantities.

The winged hungry modoki, leaping from all directions with scratchy screaming spirits, rushes one after the other in an orbit that roughly ignores aerodynamics, and finally, the unity succeeds in hitting the body.

"Ahhh!?

- Iquiteru, Ningen!

Kickingly, Kosuke sweats cold into the jaw gate closed in front of him. Of course, I don't have the kind of hema to take a direct hit, and although I'm well guarded with a crossed little knife, I'm terribly bad with minutes in the air.

Pushed by the impetus of the rush, he pushes straight through the storm of blood winds. Behind that, there's a novice, as if to do a pinch.

Kosuke's eyes narrowed.

"- Come on, you want me to? -" Fire, red whirlwind. "

- Abyss Flow Fire/Wind Mixed Formation Fire Red Whirlwind (Dark of Reversing Abyss)

A swirling flame stretches out to heaven and earth as it wraps around it. A tornado of flames swirls around the operator, an omnidirectional defensive magic.

The hungry modoki who stood fangs on the knife, those who sought to sandwich from behind and, on the contrary, those who were peeking up and down into the gap, all together wind up in a magical flame.

And after the flame tornado went out with the sound of the puffy wind bursting, someone quickens the sunglasses meaninglessly...

That's Kosuke...

No, I began to get annoyed at not being able to carry things smoothly, and finally removed the tag of my heart - Sir Abyss Gate!

"Ho. Apparently, before my abyss moves, there's no regeneration, either?

Sir Avisgate in a fragrant pose that narrows his eyes behind his sunglasses while staying in the air with the power of aerodynamic boots.

As the saying goes, the winged hungry modokies who ate the "Fire Red Whirlwind" are exposed to the wind by dusting their bodies without the appearance of regeneration.

Are you vulnerable to flames? Or because it's a magical attack? If the latter, would physical attacks be effective even if enchanted?

Nevertheless, time to verify is scarce.

As the winged hungry modoki surrounded her with density enough to cover her surroundings in a spherical shape, Sir crucified the knife as she invincibly distorted her mouth.

It doesn't make any particular sense!

"If you mean you can stop me from being noble in this abyss, you can try! Hell of a lot of dead people!

I don't know when you became a nobleman! But I've always named you Sir, and the details are good!

Sir, when he bent his knees in the air, the next moment, he popped out like a single shell. At the same time, activate the gravitational magic "Black Vortex" again.

He cleaves as he twists himself to barrel roll the winged hungry modoki who came to the front.

Depending on the shaken trajectory, two small machetes carve the remnants of a red and shining cross in the air.

Originally, a pitch-black knife now has a glow of herring.

- Little Taiko, the burning thunderbolt, the doomsday knife.

This is an artifact that compresses and wraps the advanced magic of the Flame attribute to "False Light Say-O".

Magic + Ultra-high heat blade to melt all cuts. It is unclear which was more effective, but the indication, the mutilated winged hungry modoki weathers and disappears without regeneration.

Sir said, "Huh" to them who still attack such a lord in quantity.

Winged hungry modoki who came from left to right to set up an assault.

"Where are you looking?

"You're out of town, aren't you?

Two black shadows. At the same time as they fall directly from the top, the two winged hungry modoki fall as they are sliced their heads and coned.

Beginner with long arms stretched from the front.

"Who are you standing in front of?

Poked up directly from the bottom, vanished as it blew away. A third black figure twists and turns and cuts ahead.

Three figures -- three identities -- surrounded the main body Sir with a delta formation, left, right, and front.

The more you push with the amount, the more the three bodies are ready to strike, the more the body appears from the extinguishing edge and strikes a single blow.

The winged hungry modoki had no way of stopping its furious advances, and Sir finally broke through the siege net.

"Huh, you're out!

At the same time, it also seemed to be a breakthrough in a high density bloodwind storm.

Sir leaped across the storm of blood winds that had fallen out by making a noise of bobble, but rarely lost his words and was stunned.

"What... is this place"

Black clouds and cracked skies. Density is down, people, and the still brisk blood winds and the dry, rough earth remain intact.

But there was something remarkable.

"City, was it? This is it."

Yes, what was in Sir's eyes was a desolate city, a street.

A bunch of semi-destructed buildings that remind me that it was a skyscraper. Rising, or decided roads. Some corners have been turned into rubble mountains, while others have large holes reminiscent of Naruto.

All the way across the sprawling devastated city, there were red, shining mountains that erupted magma, and they also saw a huge lake that seemed to be made of that magma. Exactly what "Hell's Cauldron" sounds like.

An end-of-life world must mean this.

Sir thought so for no reason.

- Yi, Yi, Yi.

- Ningeyeueen

Sir scolds himself for what he is scolding as he shoots down the winged hungry modoki that jumped out of the storm of the blood wind behind him.

Focus and explore more precisely where the signs you capture.

And

- I found it.

Sir ran out into the universe as a shadow.

I hear voices.

Dirty, mind-scratching voice.

Thousands or tens of thousands of times, the voice of the enemy.

The fever of Naruto and the shadow like a hedron stroke the skin.

Oh, another usual dream...

That's what I thought Claudia, but why?

It's supposed to be a dream, but the senses are more real than usual.

Would that demon, who keeps sitting so stuck in his brain, have been so vividly inflicting pain and suffering?

- Shiga, come on.

Why not?

Words are different than usual. "He mocks first, then says." When the time comes (...) ". That's how it goes on." To sin, to dwell, to the narrow realm. "

Oh, well. And, in a blurry consciousness, Claudia was convinced.

The time has come. The "guy" who took my parents, the only reason I missed him. Transfer it to execution, when.

I was most afraid, that's when!

"Ugh?

A roaring, tinnitus-like wind is pounding my ears. The uncomfortable and painful wind that strokes the skin and the blunt pain felt on the dovetail gradually awakens the consciousness.

Claudia opened her eyes with a groan. Still, half the consciousness was in the kind of state it was in the dream world, but the discomfort, the anguish, and the intense discomfort that the flotation of the hands and feet gives rapidly surfaces the consciousness.

"-"

Consciousness that becomes clearer makes you realize what wraps around your torso. That feeling that is too vague, that the soul reacts to rejection and remembers nausea. Signs.

"Time Ga, Come Ta"

Approximately, a terrible mockery arrived in my ear that I didn't think was of the world.

It's not a dream. I'm not the voice I hear in my dreams. Sure, it's reaching my ear now!

――

Claudia screamed without a voice. A blurry head sounds a red alert by chance. Soul warnings rapidly restored consciousness.

"False King Lino co-ga-customer e, abomination sii seal ha relieve keta. Virtual Ronald, my body, my body, my body, my body, my body, my body, my body. I Ga Mother."

Again, the mockery echoed like scratching metal with a nail. That's all, too blasphemous a blasphemous voice that makes people's minds and other things easily freak out.

A nightmare jumped into Claudia's sight with her gaze up as a reality.

"Shadow." "Shadows" concentrated and taken the form of men. Like blood vessels, countless flames rush forth, erupting from the cracks of "shadows". The eyes, the mouth, the nose, the presence shaped by fire. Claudia is held in her left arm, stretched out of her body.

"Are you - heh, go-ho!?

Claudia opened her eyes wide and tried to say something, but the blunt pain in her dovetail coughs her up.

At the same time, that blunt pain rocked my memory back.

"Oh, Aziz! Omar!?"

Look around you as you are held. All I see is a bloody storm and a devastated city. No one to look for.

but the answer was unexpectedly, brought by the lodging enemy.

"Kakakaka. anoningennara, zuni, i ga no food tonatta. Datta Reward Da '

"Oh, oh, no..."

"Anoningen" - Claudia guessed, definitely about Omar.

Omar Garrett. A man who was Claudia's companion and subordinate. And... the traitor who caused this.

Claudia remembers. When Omar reported that Aziz and I were rushing to the Mirror Gate, which leads to hell.

He reported that the seal on the "Mirror Gate" was about to be unsealed and that the "Gate of Hell" would open as it was.

However, what appeared in Claudia's eyes when she arrived at the scene was the "Mirror Gate", which had not even broken the seal or other shards.

What it meant and what jumped into Claudia's ear as she tried to ask Omar was the anguished voice of Aziz.

Looking back at something, you two look intimate as if you were hugging each other. As if, like Claudia, Omar had assembled to Aziz the moment he looked back to inquire.

And an important brother-in-law who falls straight off his knees.

It's not like there's a blood connection. But from the time I took over him, a young man in a situation similar to my own, Aziz is a family like his real brother. Such a dearest brother is sinking in blood.

Why, why is Aziz down? Why is there a knife stung in your stomach? Why are you bleeding so much?

Claudia, unable to understand immediately what happened in front of her, calls on Azis to scream. Omar approached her like that.

What Claudia remembers is that the impact on the dovetail she felt shortly afterwards and the "Holy Sky Light Frame" she had was taken away and thrown away.

So Claudia hunched her chest. "Since they made me abandon the Holy Sky Light Shelf, I didn't think so, but it was a confirmation of the late...

The obvious result is a sigh of blood.

"Explorer Ha, Koleka?

"! I'm giving it back!

Claudia couldn't help screaming that way, even though she knew it was futile, pointless and even hilarious.

"Something like a tentacle stretched from the shoulder of a shadow hangs an ancient reddish brown cross with a chain. That's what caused Claudia to bluish her face. Never put it in the hands of an enemy, a treasure only Claudia was allowed to have.

Claudia closed her eyes softly before mocking Claudia's agitation.

I didn't give up.

The other way around.

To fight.

No weapons, no companions, but from that day, when my heart was engraved with the original landscape named Nightmare, as I have been determined, prepared and prepared!

"- Hear thou, O LORD, the prayer of thy son. Please keep your pity, your mourning voice in your heart. Bless your devout followers."

An expression of power that can only be used by a handful of people, even within the organization to which Claudia belongs. Exercise of Miracles by Sacred Words.

A pale emerald light wraps Claudia and burns the "shadow" arms that bind her.

But...

"Kakakaka. yoki, agaki. Delicious Da '

The same mockery and the fireworks mixed with black wrapped around Claudia. And even more, intense oppression strikes Claudia. I heard an unpleasant noise on my ribs. Severe pain breaks through the brain.

"Huh!? - Lord, may you turn down the wickedness of the wicked and make the righteous strong. What protects me is God's shield. God saves those who fix their hearts"

But Claudia never stops praying. It doesn't stop to the point of pain.

The gentle phosphorescent light, like the fluorescent light that wraps Claudia, shines harder and harder, causing the white smoke to rise in the "shadow" arms.

There's a chunk of su and shadow before her like that...

"Claire? Why do you torment your mother?

"Huh!?

A prayer to do a miracle stopped. Resume immediately,

'Isn't that terrible, Claire? Are you still going to make your father suffer?

"Ya, stop!

A nostalgic voice, yet one that conceived hatred, stopped praying this time.

What was in front of Claudia was the nostalgia - the figure of my mother and father. The two that were only necked.

The sight of the day flashes back. In an attempt to shake it off, Claudia tries to further strengthen the power of the miracle, but the two suffer in proportion.

"Uh-huh."

Shadowed by the determination of that day.

I know. This is an illusion. This is a nightmare that the other world and the Shadows show.

I know.

However,

"Stop it, Claire."

"Please, no more, don't suffer"

Oh, my God, my own weakness. Claudia stopped the words of prayer altogether, with feelings similar to despair.

And a burning fireworks. It's like saying you're going to punish me, but burn Claudia's skin.

"Ahhhhh!?

"I'm pregnant with the highest flesh. Broken Shihashinai '

But they just don't break it, and it doesn't mean they probably won't. An uncomfortable voice painted with abuse and ridicule seems to burn the wound.

Like an engraving, Claudia's body is engraved with marks of burns like mite swelling. Severe pain clogs his throat, and instead of words of prayer, even scratches the will to disobey.

From Claudia's eyes, the little Shizuku fell zero.

Immediately exposed to blood winds and disappeared. That is not due to pain, but to remorse.

It is for this day that we have been piling up drills for more than ten years.

"To suppress negative emotions such as hatred and anger that empower the shadow, and to fight with a clean mind. To defeat the original landscape of nightmares nesting in your heart.

Yet I can't do anything.

Because I was betrayed by what I believed. Because I witnessed my brother being fatally wounded. Because I don't have a weapon on hand.

There's no excuse for that.

I thought I could do more. I believed that the accumulated drilling and experience, daily prayer and faith had already given me the power to beat the Shadows.

But here's the result.

"... Lord, please help me save you. With your help."

"Kakakakakaka"

Seek salvation from God as he does, but all he returns is a grudging voice that incites disgust.

The light of salvation doesn't plug in.

(Lord, why do you not respond...)

I can't hear God.

Then at least,

(… please, please)

From now on, I want you to punish yourself for what would be a great sinner to humanity. I want you to punish me for a sin I couldn't resist.

And the family, who will fight through to the end, will tell their fellow citizens that there is no salvation at all.

…… ... ningen?

The call was not addressed to Claudia.

"Shadow" stopped. Claudia manages to raise her face, breathing painfully and constantly. And understand while blurring. He said he didn't call on himself.

"The shadow was so surprised that he looked around.

Immediately after, countless wind-cut sounds!

"The shadow swept away one arm. Like following its trajectory, the whip of the Fire flies, slamming down the countless things that have flown in.

One of them pierced the tip of Claudia's gaze that was being held.

Claudia was a shaped dagger I'd never seen before. A strange shape that extends the rhombus shape, mounts a pattern without a wax, and its tips are rounded. Even though it is pitch-black like sucking in light, it shines thin for some reason.

"This is..."

Big, eye-opening. I can tell even if I've never seen it. That it is a dagger that encloses versatility but is suitable for throwing, something that this otherworldly existence cannot possibly use.

Yes, it's a weapon used by humans!

"Where are we going?

I heard people. Young, it's a man's voice. That's what I hear from the other side of the blood wind ahead.

"Let me tell you that I don't know the circumstances, but I can't impress you. I learned a little more about how to escort."

"The shadow narrowed his eyes.

Claudia also turns her gaze toward her voice.

That's how he showed up.

"Most of all, it might have been a little harsh advice for you to look like an underhanded portrayal... stay put, healthy brother, at your request. Do you want me to give her back?"

A black man who appeared seeping out of the blood wind.

Sunglasses and a mask covering the lower half of the face barely tell the face. The way he walks slowly with a small knife in one hand is likely to be forgotten that this is the infidelity as hell.

I thought my buddy was here to help me, but I don't see him in Claudia's memory. You look like a younger, Oriental youth than yourself...

He - for some reason, made a crisp turn. I quickened my sunglasses. I crossed my arms and posed fragrant! I don't know why!

Claudia's brain was filled with doubt!

"Shadow waved the fireworks without question. Did you break the speed of sound in an instant? Leaving behind the sound of a burst of air called pan, it reaches its target within a moment.

Normally, without instant spare time, the youth would have been burned to death by the whip of the fireworks, or their bodies severed.

Of course, the young man - hurt and worn out Claudia - was putting up for it with a "shadowy, joyful mockery" heard as he approached - Sir bounced his whip back lightly with a red-hot knife.

"The eyes of the shadow are opened. That's the same with Claudia.

Sir laughed invincibly before such a different monster and the woman to be helped - proclaimed.

"From this, execute irrationality. That you have preceded the abyss, mourn and decay at best"

Claudia thought.

Oh, Lord, thank you.

Salvation, that you have given.

But, Lord.

Tell me one thing.

- Why did your user turn again?