Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

Generally, there is a physical formula represented by F = mg. This is an expression indicating the magnitude F of gravity applied to an object of mass m. where g is gravity acceleration. Briefly, this formula shows that gravity increases proportionally to the mass of an object.

This is one basic formula, and if we do the tricky theories and calculations, we can see that it is the positional energy of the object, or the speed obtained by the acceleration of gravity.

But let's be simpler here.

Gravity is, I mean, power. By analogy, it's just like the ability to throw things or strike them out.

If it's a man's arm, muscle strength. If gunpowder, explosive power.

You can think of it as something like that.

Here, let's get back to it.

To increase gravity, you just need to increase the mass. For that matter, the force on the object increases, so does the energy it has, and the speed at which it is obtained increases.

Well, it doesn't hurt to drop paper scum on your feet without having to talk about it that hard, but you sensibly know it's very dangerous to drop heavy objects from high into the condition that it hurts when you drop stones.

The same thing was happening in a vast corner of the ocean.

"Keep going! Here!"

There was a young man there who threw things from the top of the ship. What you have in your hand are natural objects that do not affect the environment in any way, even if you throw them into the sea, such as stone grains or shards of coral.

I just look like I'm playing.

But the expression of the seamen floating on the sea level and looking at it doesn't look very good in the wind as they tour the play. By analogy, he looks like an ordinary person who would accompany a missile launch.

It should be, too, because he - the stone off the hands of the spring tree - falls on the big rock, the shards of the coral on the large crystal of the coral, and the ship falls in rough waves about to be drunk, so I don't know what face to look after anymore.

At least, it's not like children's play. I wonder if it is no longer helpful to say a kind of weapon.

To that evidence, even if we say that it was under the water, there was an unimaginable tragedy going on in some pretty deep places.

A massive falling object falling directly from the top, on the seabed where the demons were sitting. Kill the demons and destroy the seabed with just enough weight to match it and the destructive power proportional to their weight. Resistance is equally futile. There is no limit to the number of its destruction. No matter how many bullets, they're rolling to the bottom.

In addition, it is nearly impossible to cast an inexhaustible bullet that falls like a meteor rain. Soon it will be built, the rubble of destruction crushes the escape of the demons, and then with a further crush from above, it builds the mountains of death and wreckage to the bottom of the sea.

As a result, bigger and stronger barriers were about to be built than rocky reefs and so on to surround the city.

"Ha-ha-ha! Me, Double! Me, Double! Great momentum, we're leveling up! I don't know what the hell's going on... but the ocean is awesome! My time is right now!

"Yes, yes, I know that, so throw it for me properly, okay?

"I know, I know. Here!"

A knit that shouldn't have any drug-like effect on the level, but doesn't forget the helm of childhood taming, which is somewhat high. Haruki, who is wiping out demons with considerable momentum, can't help but look away from the status plate.

The seamen who looked up from the sea level at the exchange were wet in salt water.

Spring Tree's simple work was really effective. I just need to think about if I fell into the city.

Yes, this was also a dangerous bridge of catastrophic things if one step wrong. You see, the support of the seamen is great. He's guiding us to a precise drop position so that we'll never hit the city. How difficult that is. You have to read the current flow and also take into account the speed of the fall, so that you can afford not to fall into the city by mistake and specify the fall position.

Well, it was also natural to try desperately to protect the city from both, even though it was the same whether the rocks fell, ravaged by demons or their cities perished, but a critical outline inside.

Lycood's proposed proposal was as bold as that. Regardless, where some have fallen, he will be able to handle it himself, but thanks to the support of the seamen so far, he has not had to do it.

"Yabe, the ball is gone..."

Unexpectedly, Spring Tree groans, stopping his throwing hand.

The seamen who hear it peek into the changed seabed and are stunned.

At the bottom of the sea, there is a wide spectrum of demons crushed by giant stones and fragments of some kind, and demons who are interrupted by it and cannot be attacked, without the art of just making them into rubble that comes down like rain from above, crushing them.

Let's get this straight. All those demons that were there were almost swept away already.

All that remains is a regenerative Kraken or a demon of strength lining it up, but there is no art of putting it to the huge weight of falling down like rain, and it's orous. Should it be called a delightful miscalculation to jump into danger for a moment and not make the choice of surfacing to sea level?

By the way, that's a delightful miscalculation behind them in the sense that even the most powerful species they know living in a sea called the Black Dragon wouldn't have to fight in the present, but they were totally frightened.

"Excuse me, can you pick up the next ball?

The seamen, who shook their heads at a rate that was likely to punch them in the asked knot, begged us not to let the city be crushed by this merciless falling rock, and began diving at the same time, from above the only safe city.

"Here, on the sea. Ball replenishment personnel headed in."

'Copy that, I'll cover you. We've cleaned up a lot of demons that got inside, but please keep dropping the fence at that rate.'

So, let's put aside the point of going on with it any further, and in a day like today, around the Mediterranean city, over the rocky reef zone, there seems to be no mistake that the barrier of the population is likely to pile up.

A certain corner off the center of the city, with confusing, staggered red and black shadows. Heavy collision sounds echo through the city, changing war conditions without having time to breathe at a terrible speed.

The strength of the two was antagonistic.

One by one, the offense continues.

It was Ray who accidentally collapsed it. Avoid the attack by the spear, fly big back and lure them into their area of expertise.

It's up to the Demon King to get on with it.

After a moment of patrolling, the Demon King turned his back and fled.

I see, he's not stupid.

Ray ran to pack the distance he had vacated at once. But the rate of antagonism doesn't allow it.

Then Ray turned the thought of emergency evasion into pursuit.

─ ─ Moving momentarily.

An unnatural upward and downward relationship that instantly neats. Falling into the space in front of the Demon King, Ray flashed his hair and scarlet flames.

But it ends up empty with nothing to capture. I avoided it. Try to jump over it. As Ray's awe-inspiring perception of space distortion set out for a moment of interruption, he jumped over every distortion of space before Ray could swing through it.

But it's the red wing that stands in the way of it. The moment it turned into a blade, my fist clashed.

A fist that wears a hole. Hardness wore quite a few wings, and it ran through a straight line. The power of unrelated buildings being sacrificed and jumping across and through holes to the junction is just one word.

Ray followed the regret of being pulled out for a moment, immediately onto its back.

But I doubt the Demon King, who has not fought back in any way.

(Haven't you come to kill me? Have you changed your purpose? What are you after?

Eventually, in seconds rather than in hours. Built in the heart of the city, the temple is in sight.

At the edge of its sight, a shadow that flies gently around the building. Before that, there are shadows of people flying from the roof to the roof endlessly dressed in some sort of luggage.

The shadow's hair color is gold. Skin is the color of race, at least not seaman.

"Did you move like that?

Ray was uncomfortable with the condition, but more than that, the fact that the current enemy was heading straight toward the shadow immediately cut off the discomfort due to the ultimate problem.

Demon King jumped off the building onto the road. Ray kicks the roof hard, wondering if he'll let him go, and jumps in there. But it's a trap.

The moment the demon king fell out, the demonized seamen popped up so as to stand in the way.

Ray still went straight ahead without a moment of stagnation to them who were more aware than he was of the faction on that side.

The red aurora disturbs Ray's vision. It's a sign of an explosion. They decide to blow themselves up, without hesitation, whether they were going to make everyone more of a throwaway pawn than they were.

But you can't have him do it so easily and over and over again.

Just before it explodes, Ray puts it all in. into the stopped time of the storage space.

Having thrust himself into its entrance, he took away their clothes and equipment, and ray, naked round, pulled the seaman standing in front of him like a truck, beating them all down based on a sword of tentacles, and tying them up with magic.

Thus, without stopping for a moment, the demon king turned with a frown to Ray, who handily deactivated the raider.

In front of him, Ray smiled just saying that he had come up with something bad.

It scares the demon king to laugh at Ray, who laughs like a child who has come up with a prank and laughs as if he is enjoying this uninspiring battle for a moment.

"Return"

Before it reaches the ear of the Demon King, the door of the space that trapped the explosion opens its mouth.

At the same time we perceive, the demon king stirred by the blast. It was a huge explosion when the explosive demon stone that was causing the seamen to self-destruct was returned to the Demon King exactly as it was.

Apparently, Ray has learned how to use the new storage space competently again. The birth of a demonic stone bullet that can be punched in anywhere, anytime, without a time lag.

One hand of the Demon King has given Ray new power.

In the aftermath of the explosion, smoke strikes, but Ray's perception, among other things, does not lose sight of the Demon King. Relying on the demonic costume, Ray himself jumped into the explosion and fleshed to the demon king, whose distance was blocked by a moment of fright.

But one more step. It was a few meters short.

Ray stopped his leg ahead of him as he slipped through the smoke.

…………

There was Gilk, who was burned and disoriented, and a mermaid captured by the Demon King.

"Don't move... but he understands."

On one hand, Lyla is grabbing her neck and choking. A demon king with a purple sphere in his other hand and delightfully loosened his mouth.

Only chills and gaze, point at the falling gilk and check the condition. At first glance, Gilk is apparently passed out. There are signs of beatings on his face, all muddy, but he doesn't seem to be suffering from severe illness. Just in case Gilk was exposed to the liquid of the potion directly from the storage space, Ray narrowed his eyes uncomfortably and returned his consciousness to the demon king in front of him.

"... so? What are you going to use that hostage to demand?

"Demand, etc.... the Lord will cut this girl off without mercy, shall we?

The demon king returns the question in a sure way.

"If you want to die or make unscrupulous demands. Somewhat willing to give in"

"Ho, like what?

"If you want to miss it, let's do it"

Ray responded instantly.

But the demon king cuts back with his tried eyes.

"Hmm, but if I say I'm taking this little girl until Non runs away, then at that moment, let's slaughter her, shall we?

"You know me well, you're right."

Lila let Ray, who threw up without any evil, jump her body pickly for a moment. Maybe he thought he was going to kill me.

But Ray didn't abandon Lyla.

"If it's enough to exchange such an untrustworthy promise, it's better to take one or eight back."

If you missed it, you'd be killed anyway. Ray thinks the Demon King can't put his credibility down enough to be sure of that.

But vice versa.

"Let's give that word back exactly as it was. The point is, Non and the others can't put their trust in each other. Now there's no way to negotiate. If the Lord were to make a few more concessions, he would not need to take the life of this daughter... no, poor thing."

The demon king vomited words of sympathy for Lyla so as to stir up Ray's guilt. But Ray flushes it like a float.

Don't delude me.

Negotiations have not existed since the beginning. If there is, please.

It is the Demon King who will be disadvantaged if the battle is prolonged as it is. This negotiation itself is not fair in the first place.

"This situation seems to be cornered, and you're the one who's the real pinch. You can't waste your time, can you?

With the hostage taken, Ray will never get out poorly, only to not break that invincible attitude. The Demon King cannot kill Lila on this occasion anyway. Rather, a bad rush can lead to a reversal of the position and threaten Lyla's life.

Well, that could also be said to afford the art of saving, before the Demon King kills Lila.

"Adults, leave Lyla alone. That's the only way out, don't you think?

"Sure... there was room for negotiation if it was a little more disruptive."

A demon king who unfortunately dropped his shoulder.

At that time, a shadow fell on the spot. A big shadow.

A large wing dragon broke through the ceiling and fell to the point where Lyla, who was pampering her mouth for air from suffocation, accidentally drank her breath.

But neither Ray nor the Demon King try to look at it, but they keep staring at each other.

"When you get here, you're stunned and speechless."

"We have to secure the escape route. It's not even at the bottom of the ocean like this."

"Sure, should I have thought about it and put it down? Well, there's no next time, so I don't mind."

A demon king jumped on the back of a wing dragon shortly after Ray told him he wouldn't let him get away with it. Ray is not delayed for a moment, and flies to it. But as I anticipated it, Lyla was thrown big in the distance.

"─ Eh."

Wind pressure that prevents me from even opening my eyes. A throat that suddenly releases and doesn't work well. It makes me want to cough up and even one of the screams about being thrown fast.

As a result, it appeared in the form of a breathtaking scream.

Towards her like that, Ray dives directly beneath the tail of the pterosaur and approaches him in the shortest possible time, catching that hand in the air.

"I'm sorry to scare you, are you still conscious?

To confirm Ray, who seemed slightly sorry, Lyla nodded cocklessly, looking white and desperately squeezing out with disturbed breathing.

"Give me a sphere... big, give me a sperm sphere..."

It was fragmentary and unpredictable, but Ray nodded instantly, guessing what she wanted to convey.

"Oh, I got it."

Ray, who lowered his lira over the roof, flips instantly. Ahead, a demon king who used Lyla to escape Ray was about to cross the back of a wing dragon and get out of the junction.

"Bye, kid. Next time, I'm serious about you."

Apparently, he already thinks he's escaped. Indeed, instantaneous motion is a time limit. Momentary travel is also tough at this distance.

But it was licked.

"─ Contraction"

Nobody says that's the only way to get around fast.

"Hey, what⁉"

Suddenly, a shaken scaffold. No, an attracted scaffold, to be exact. I stepped on that inertia for a moment.

Soon, a red thread stretched out of his tail connects to Ray's abdomen and shrinks like rubber in his eyes.

Yes, the planting was already over when I helped Lyla. It was too thin to be seen, and it was a faint thread of magic to sense, and Ray was connected. Means of pursuit.

"─ But sweet!

The demon king shook his knife through the base of his tail, glaring at his face.

Bash, the economy. Blood pops up often, and winged dragons whisper in pain. However, the rotational speed of the wing increases as if it had been whipped, increasing the speed of the pulled path and attempting to escape outside the junction.

"That's sweet"

But if we get this close, it's ours.

"─ Gravity point"

Moment after moment, the space between Ray and the Demon King was consumed. It narrows the distance between the two, between moments. and the gravity generated was far more potent than gravity and forced to attract those around it.

Ray kicks through the ground hard and sprays his magic. While influenced by its gravitational pull, it defied it with the power to strike it off, accelerating even its lashes in its superweight.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With the roar, the flames heat.

To the right arm of the demon king who stood on his feet. On a hand with a ball, a sword that fell to flow.

The heat that dissolves even iron gently dissolves the Demon King's arms, leaving a flaming trajectory and cutting it off.

Cookable skin. Cookable meat. severed bone.

The feeling condensed in an instant and ran through through my shoulders in pain.

"Ugh...!

Falling arms. each other's bodies crossed by sleuths. Hold the tip of the burnt arm and look back with anger-stained eyes.

At that time, what I saw in his eyes was the sight of a belt of light that fell from heaven and dyed the sea white.

"... the mission failed."

Time over. Time out.

Relative to the goddess and the goddess of the sea, there is no reason to live.

Anger falls out, and the color of defeat falls on its face.

"But this grudge will be cleared one day. Until then, by keeping that neck adorable, God kill it!

So that's wrong, Ray listened to that throwaway dialogue as he pulled the ball off the Demon King's arm.

"So I'm telling you, I won't let you get away with it."

The Demon King is already at the junction. Out of the realm of instantaneous movement and the thread of magic is no longer connected. Neither is the effect of the gravity point as much as it would have been if it had been activated.

But as long as you're there, as long as Ray doesn't lose sight of its existence, the art of pursuing it is still left.

Forced abduction skills, different spatial generation.

As long as there is that, only those who can teleport will be able to escape the rays that turned to chase them. That's an analogy, even if they took hostages.

So much so that the move is powerful as a chase.

And its scope is wide enough to allow not only the Demon King, but also the two gods who are finally back on the road. It was worth the spare time.

─ ─ Now, it's completely packed.

"Different spatials-"

It was then. The moment Ray tries to create his own world, his voice echoes in his head.

─ ─ I shouldn't.

That was a voice that sounded terribly asleep.

But hallucinations are common. If you go to a spiritual mansion or something, that already sounds depressing.

And if you're going to deal with it, you're going to try to get in like one day.

Ignorance is best.

Ray cut it off instantly, forcing it.

"─ Yes."

But.

─ ─ No.

The world to be born was suddenly gripped by so overwhelming a force that it lay and instantly pushed down.

"Ha...?

Unexpectedly Ray disappears across the sea in front of Ray, who exposes his dumb face. Seeing it, he tried in a hurry to force the activation again, but it was also crushed by something unknown.

─ ─ Unlistenable child.

A voice that still talks to Ray, who stands in the sky flashly about what has happened.

I didn't think so. It was in my hand. And Ray turned to me.

And then there, sleeping, I saw my eyes staring at this...

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ⁉ ︎

A scream without a voice. That, I guess.

When I thought I couldn't hear the ghost, I saw a woman's eyes in my hand.

What a horror experience. I really thought I'd post it to Benko O.

Ray also forgot that it was a necessity of the kingdom and accidentally let it go in the air.

"Ah..."

─ ─ Ah...

and the voices of Lyla and the ghost who watched downstairs overlap.

But it never fell. I don't know anything. Lyla sees it and exhales hu and relief, but Ray is not a hoarding thing. Conversely, he takes a breath with Gokuri, unknowingly, his hips pull and his torso leans back.

Because it popped up. I was in the sphere, my eyes, my mouth, my nose, my face, my body.

A floating body. Translucent body. Light skin tone that doesn't feel lively.

-It's dangerous.

"So, so I got out. Ah!

Now it was a real scream. Neither does it seem, but Ray, who is seriously about to lose his hips, loses his balance and falls to the ground.

Ray shook his head in dull pain as he raised the water splash in abundance, raising his fearful face. Again, there stands a spirit body that has moved in front of me at some point.

"Ooh, if you curse me, Charstena, Goddess, Char, I'm so mad at you!

─ ─ Scary. Why is that?

"Why, there's shit too!

Being afraid of ghosts is common sense in the world, especially in the case of Ray, who has felt close enough to exist. What's more, if you can show the invincible spirit and even the power you don't understand, the reason you're frightened is just too much.

"Ray, Ray, Duh, what's wrong? What... what happened?

And it was my beloved goddess who changed her blood phase and ran over there. Yes, a goddess. I'm sure the goddess could send a lost soul into the afterlife, and Ray followed her for salvation.

"Shh, shh, listen, listen. Ho... it's real. It's a real haunt. De-mind me, de-mind me. Keep it up and I'll be cursed."

"... Huh?

Charstena solidified and listened back for plenty of 3 seconds. Wonder, when Ray's frightened face looked in the direction...

"... Spirit, huh?

"That's right, I've had the experience of being talked to, but I've never seen it before either... Huh? Spirit?"

"Yeah, Spirit"

Nodding small, Charstena. She nods cocklessly as she agrees, translucent.

Moments later, Ray opened his eyes and mouth cuttingly.

"I'm confused, you guys!

It was a cry from the bottom of my heart.