Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"(What is it?!

A homunculus boy with a stunned look at a swordsman who should have been clearly fatally and thoughtfully damaged, but who stood up as if he didn't care about it.

His life wasn't that long, but it seemed clear to me that a swordsman who could poke at an almost defenseless human steeple and move as if nothing had happened with it was extremely unusual.

He therefore attempted to ask an additional question to the swordsman who had named himself.

- I don't care about names, etc. I was wondering if you were really human.

But I couldn't let him speak the language.

Zdwong!!

With the sound of a battleship shelling, it was released from the swordsman - a mere strike (one fu) of the sword.

That hit the sword the boy had, and he, with that shock,

Doshavan!

Doshavan!

Doshavan!

He was blown away while destroying the cylinder behind him sometime.

"What is this..."

It was the swordsman himself who unleashed the attack who uttered the word.

Maybe he's more confused than a blown up boy that the circumstances can't swallow.

It just didn't seem like a big deal to him now that he decided to die as a warrior.

For him now, the result was everything.

Then, when he made sure that the turbine blade was free, he proceeded toward the broken cylinder, standing it up.

Then,

Bhun!

Some parts of the broken cylinder fly towards the swordsman.

Again, Homncrus didn't stop functioning to the extent that the swordsman blew it at his disposal.

The swordsman took it,

Zdwong!!

and struck back up with a sword swept out from the bottom as it luxuriously cut,

Dogowong!!

I blew the sole to ceiling height.

As a result, along with the lighting that was on the ceiling, part of the ceiling collapses and several cylinders directly beneath it crumble.

But for a swordsman today, such triviality doesn't seem to bother me.

When he came to the cylinder that was in front of him, he swinged the peak portion of the turbine blade he had as if hitting a ball of golf,

Zdwong!!

Every base of the cylinder, in the direction where Homunculus would be, was blown away.

Of course, all the cylinders that were on its axis, as if they were to be erased by shelling.

At that moment, after him, signs arise unexpectedly.

Gahhhhhh!!

In response to the signs, when the swordsman laid his sword, a strong shock sound echoed on the spot.

While the clothes wore out there, there was a boy looking intact, using a bearded sword, who seemed to be about to be slashed by a swordsman.

"You monster!

"A monster?"

A homunculus boy, who sensed the attack had been prevented, takes a distance while backstepping several times, where he exhales evil against the swordsman.

"It's about you! Okama! You, you're definitely not human!

"... what are you talking about?

"Chip! That doesn't make sense..."

Even if the words were true, did you feel frustrated that you couldn't get through, a boy with a bitter look on his face?

Then he gave up fighting the swordsman of monstrous strength from the front, or threw down the sword bent on the spot.

And not only did he say that it had changed, but when he pulled out of it the large black object of his palm that was on his waist belt, he turned it toward the swordsman and said:

"Don't rely on this. I don't like it, but I don't know what else to do..."

It was that moment.

Pah!!

Along with the dry sound,

Buzz......

It was from the feet of the swordsman that such a dull sound was heard.

Then shortly,

"Ouch!

Looks like he lost his strength from his leg and at the same time a severe pain ran.

"Does it work on boulders even when it comes to chemicals..."

Pah!!

Pah!!

Pah!!

A dry sound that echoes continuously into the space on the spot.

Every time there was a small hole in the swordsman's legs, abdomen, shoulders and arms, he finally,

Dossa......

He seems to have stuck his knee on the ground.

"What is this..."

A swordsman who doesn't understand why there is a hole in his body and blood is gushing out of it, dropping his gaze into his own hands stained in bright red and solidifying.

Then the boy, who regained his grin, approached the swordsman, vigilant,

"Ah? A gun?

and mouth the name of the tool......

Towards the swordsman's chest as if the circumstances had not yet swallowed,

Pah!!

Again, I pulled that black tool trigger.

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"Damn... the secret base I built is ruined..."

As early as possible, the boy turns his eyes to the space where he was in a tragic situation, so much so that he wonders if it would be quicker to find an unbroken cylinder.

Then he vomits evil toward the corpse (...) falling at his feet.

"And more importantly, the (...) rider (...) of mi (...) d (...) e (...) de (...) n (...)... Damn, up there, they're going to complain a lot... Damn......"

Then he,

Doggo!!

I kicked the abominable corpse that was rolling there.

Apparently, the boy was pretty stressed out.

Is that because he was forced to do a job he didn't even like, or because he also couldn't beat the 'monster' in front of him without using a gun...

In any case, after this, he seems to have some kind of negative circular from his supervisor.

And that's when.

He noticed something.

"Hmm? Bugs?

On the side of the man who kicked him earlier, a black object the size of his thumb was moving with a crust.

"After the chemical dies too, the worm eats it and it decays and ends..."

Hard to say, complicated look at the way it is, boy.

At this time he seemed a little confused, with emotions gushing out of his chest that he could not even understand.

Then he started thinking about abandoning the facility and walking away.

Casa casa......

"Another bug..."

In his sight, it appears that a black object has once again been reflected.

"That's odd... I've never seen a bug like this here before..."

The first bug adhered to the body of a breathless man and was likely brought in.

On the other hand, there was no explanation for the bug that was away from the man, except that he came into the room himself.

Nevertheless, simply because so far, the boy has never seen it and the possibility that it is an insect everywhere also could not be denied......

After all, the boy didn't seem to be alarmed when he saw the bug.

But at that point, things had already started... and they were already over.

Sole was where the bug running on the ground was going and where the boy looked ahead.

'I'm sorry, Mr. Victor. You got hurt because of the weak weapon and protective equipment I gave you...'

"No, that's not true. Thank you very much. In fact, this is how you live, so you don't have a problem with it, do you?

'Thank you, Mr. Victor...' So, the way you talk, you're back to normal, huh?

"Huh? Oh, speaking of..."

A man who was supposed to have died there - had a conversation with a naked girl who had appeared on the spot at some point.

Look at those two, now it's time for a hardening homunculus boy.

Then, to him, the naked girl looks back...

And I smiled and said:

"Yurusai"

It was that moment.

Zozozozozozozozo......

When countless black bugs thought that they had run the ceiling together, two impossible things emerged from it.

First, the sky.

Yes, it is a bright blue sky.

There was supposed to be a mountain range over 2,000 meters to the surface, but the blue sky appeared as if it hadn't existed from the beginning.

And the next thing you know,

"Nah..."

Bright white clouds...... not.

A giant structure floating white and shining in the sky, in front of the boy,

Dogowo!!

and has plugged in cylindrical objects.

That was, nevertheless, the black tool the boy had in his hands until earlier - with the same structure as a gun.

Inside the cylinder, a helical groove was made, structured as if to eject something from inside.

However, if something is different, is it the size?

It is one or 9mm in diameter, one or 1200mm in diameter.

And toward the dazzling boy,

Zdwong!!

and massive tungsten-orihalcon alloy chunks that fly out at speeds greater than five times the sound.

At that moment, even the low (...) ku (...) and the (...) y (...) mountainous areas of Nixhaele seem to have passed flat and become land.