Jacques.

I was in the dark room.

From the other side of the closed curtain, the sunlight is shooting in.

It seemed like something I would never get, even though it was the distance I could reach.

My nose doesn't work.

No, are you sealing it yourself?

I don't want to smell that iron smell any more...

I don't think about the future.

Because all I can think about is despair.

I don't think about the present.

Because as far as I can see, all I have is fear.

I don't think about the past.

Because it's too far away, and it's plundering.

Then what am I thinking about right now?

Get lost in the future, in the present and in the past......

And then, yes...

- You're only going to the other world, right?

Oh.

That's right.

Reminds me.

I'm from another world.

One day suddenly, the lock on the house that was locked up was unlocked...

Run around outside with joy......

My sister caught me up......

Jumped by a truck.

And finally, I was able to escape into a world beyond the reach of the devil.

But he came after me.

Even beyond the world.

His name, his position, his body, even everything changed, he followed him like a shadow.

We have to fight.

I had to kill him.

He's not my sister anymore.

The devil.

It's a demon in the form of a sister.

So...

I, my brother, had to kill him.

Yet.

Yet...

Are you still coming after me?

Instead of the world, will even death come through?

You did, didn't you?

You said no, didn't you?

You denied it so much, why are you still following me?

Please don't.

Forgive me already.

If you really are my sister.

If you really like me.

For a little while, listen to me!!!

I don't like it anymore.

Because of this, I thought I could be happy with the crowd.

It involved a large number of people.

It's my fault.

No, it's my sister's fault.

But it's my fault.

I don't like it anymore.

I don't want to think about it.

In the future too.

Even today.

In the past.

And to the other world as well.

When I went, it was gone.

………… …………

Unexpectedly, I'm back in reality.

Cold feeling on both wrists.

Yeah, I got caught...

Right next to you, there's a shadow...

Right, right.

The shadow is "brother"...

I almost got panicked again.

But in his hazy sight, he sees the shadow go away, barely stomping.

What the fuck.

Hey, what's up?

I could even question it.

But I wasn't decent enough right now to be able to think concretely.

- Gashan.

And there's a noise.

Probably the sound of closing the door to the cabin.

I left.

That was the limit to understanding.

As if an overloaded computer were forced to exit.

Once again, my consciousness fell into a black sleep.

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◆ Phil ◆

I still couldn't find Ji-kun's whereabouts.

The fact that you can't find it by searching so massively may mean that it's hidden somewhere you can't find it in a normal way.

Even so.

Operation Roller by my 'friend' finds you sooner or later.

At least the enemy was supposed to be scared of the possibility.

So...

I was not at all surprised when I heard voices from nowhere.

'- Uh. Mr. Filine. Mr. Philine Posford, can you hear me?

I don't see him.

The voice echoes all over there, I don't even know the direction.

'I urge you to stop marching any further. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble.'

"I don't. Give me back Ji-kun."

"I can't."

"Then I'll take it back myself."

'I can't do that either - because it's closed to traffic before there!

A 'friend' in my vicinity whispered in unison.

That's instinct.

Against the crisis, as an organism, reflective.

Zun, and the footsteps swayed.

It's a regular rhythm.

From beyond the darkness obsessed with the front, he shows up all the time.

It was a dragon.

A long neck and tail that twist narrowly.

Coke-like scales of color that armor your whole body.

With four legs that seem to crush us like ants, man approaches us.

'You can die in peace. I'll pick you up later!

The dragon opened Agate wide and breathed in as much as he wanted.

I thought so.

From the back of his throat, a red lotus flame erupts.

I know you could have run away.

I did not choose it.

Raise your left hand.

So, 'Friends' moved.

Seventeen salamanders in total.

The fiery lizard demons collided head-on into the dragon's brace.

From the point of view of the volume, it is reasonable to be burned out in an instant.

But if it's any other demon, talk about it.

Salamander is a flame-eating demon.

By seventeen salamanders, the dragon braces were eaten up with no remaining fire powder.

What reached me was hot air at best.

I gave further instructions to my 'friends' as I gently pressed my overwhelming hair.

Around the dragon, there is accidental powdered snow.

The monster who looked like a snowman - by JackFrost.

The frost startles over the cock-colored scales, and the dragon slows down the movement more and more.

"No matter how big and strong you are, you end up being a lizard - you're a warm animal"

By the time the frost covered his entire body, he wasn't even moving anymore.

"We are doomed to temperature changes. I'm sorry, but sleep quietly."

Mr. Frozen Dragon vanished, trying to shatter and scatter.

We will continue along the way that has been opened.

"Stop the traffic, you're saying."

Gagon!! and the labyrinth itself rocked.

That's what I thought while I was at it.

The walls collapse like sand mountains and two giants appear.

Two dragons bigger than just now.

It was a space where the walls collapsed and widened, overlooking us.

But I turned my eyes away from his sons, and turned my consciousness to the unseen voice.

"You've got a lot of strong kids, haven't you?

'Wouldn't you stop if it wasn't about this much?

"I wish I could have gotten more numbers anyway - or couldn't I?"

…………

The dragons throw up their braces.

- Just before, bazi bazi!! and the sound can be played.

One of the two had cramps and stopped moving.

Around it, there are many birds surrounded by blue and white lightning.

There's probably one impending flame.

It was easy to prevent that if you asked everyone in the salamander.

I reckon.

The brace release time of the dragon just now is five seconds.

Given the difference in physique, this time it's about eight seconds?

Move the JackFrost squad while you can.

If two are hard at the same time, you just have to repeat defeating one twice.

"It's important, of course, to align strong kids -"

Frost covers paralyzed dragons.

It was almost simultaneous with the giant getting ice pickled and the other one spitting out the braces.

"- Without numbers, diversity is lacking. It's easy to get your weaknesses."

The Jackfrosts keep moving.

When I wondered if the frost had fallen on the body of the remaining dragon, I stopped moving as I counted seven.

Two giant dragons continue to crush and scatter.

Looking up at that shard pouring down like snow, I said to the invisible thief cat.

"Look, why don't you look for the next kid soon? At the same (...) time (...) with (...) 3 (...) body (...) with (...) or (...) fucked (...) with (...) (...) with (...)?"

It was an easy association.

This ability to dominate, which also appears to be similar in power to mine, is surely the same thing that made the spiritual art of the wicked spiritualists share.

Azerea had guessed that the Blue Flaming Woman was using three spiritual techniques at the same time.

By binding the three spirits, you're sharing three different spiritual techniques.

And now there are three dragons pointing out.

That's the limit. 'Cause it's weirder not to notice.

Because if you can manipulate more than four, more than four spirits, there's no reason not to.

If it's a mislead, that's the perfect time to seed it.

But the fourth one's not coming out.

There is no response from my voice either.

I honestly think I went looking for a new handkerchief.

I can largely imagine enemy spirituality.

Effect of letting all three spiritual arts share.

Effect of brainwashing three creatures.

It's a seemingly different effect, but the mechanism is the same.

Because this is what my spiritual art is, I know much better about the consciousness of creatures than others.

Each consciousness has a wavelength.

It can vary from individual to individual, even if it is of the same race.

You can't share consciousness without someone with some wavelength.

For example, brothers, sisters, and so on, if they are not close, they will eat the weaker with the stronger wavelengths.

I mean, "erosion" happens, not "sharing" of spirit.

This is the mechanism of brainwashing.

The voice child erodes and manipulates the spirit of the demons in his own spirit.

If so, I think there's probably no limit to the distance.

Being attacked by a brainwashed demon doesn't necessarily mean there's a voice child near it.

But I figured out to take the other action itself.

I'm sure he'll brainwash the nearby demons and turn over here and come buy us some time.

In time, you should try to pawn the most powerful child possible.

Then it's easy.

Feeling like I've seen it before, strong demons often have big bodies as well.

I mean, he's in a big room, not a hallway or a small room.

If you focus on 'everyone' looking for a place like that, they'll hang themselves on the net.

Some of the 'friends' I took with me went away subtly.

I march unchanged.

As I kicked the demons attacking me, I heard reports of scouts in words only I could understand.

It didn't take much time.

I think I found it.

I cautioned Dema and took the back many times, but apparently for sure.

She seemed like a girl as old as me.

"I'm already... really hot"

I point my mouth.

It's called Azelea... and it's a little suspicious.

Well, as a daughter-in-law, it's a bit superior for your husband to be hot!

... Oops, I need to keep it out of my face.

Because they should be watching me over there, just as I'm letting them watch me over there.

I identified the enemy's whereabouts, but I did not follow them.

With surveillance on, march in the labyrinth bullshit.

The other side still hasn't realized where they are.

But I know my trends, so if I turn my back on Ji-kun's whereabouts, I'll definitely react.

Even if it's coincidence.

So go ahead and bullshit inside the labyrinth and determine the direction in which the other one will react.

If you repeat that twice, you'll know exactly where Ji-kun is.

North for a moment.

... off the hook.

Next east.

... off the hook.

Now south.

... Did you react a little?

Back southeast.

... here.

Move and try again.

Be firm, be polite and polite.

Don't forget to pretend you're dealing with all the old demons that are being turned over.

- I missed it.

My lips are dull.

I'm done acting.

You're there, aren't you, Ji-kun?

And I went, at first sight, to the place which I had set out.