I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

The cars driven by seniors entered the highway and were first relieved to shake off a large group of black zombies. But at the same time, I feel anxious.

That black zombie has slow legs and movement, of the car... not to mention no speed to catch up with us running down the highway.

But this trial prepared by Mr. Shiro... should not be easy to clear in the car like this.

Are you thinking something similar to me, Arisa and the others are careful to keep their perimeter alert, and they also have weapons in their hands so that they can move quickly.

"Huh!? Looks like they're coming after us."

I heard Mr. Wind from the back seat and when we looked at the rear of the car at the same time... I rode a motorcycle and saw a group of black zombies approaching this way.

"Hey, here... What's a zombie doing using civilized instruments? No, technically, I don't know about zombies... but you don't know what a zombie movie is."

Well, if a zombie does come after me on a motorcycle in a zombie movie, it's something arr... the pseudonym black zombie in this virtual world seems to use the instruments of civilization as well.

Regardless of the impression, it's pretty tough to get away from a big bike with a one box car for seven people.

"I'll intercept. Open the sunroof, please."

"Okay."

Senior Liddy stands up with bows and arrows for archery to intercept the black zombies that follow him.

"Senior Liddy, there's also a rifle, right?

"I'm not as clever as you are, so this is the one you're used to using."

Turning down the large rifle offered by Arisa, Senior Liddy rides his body out of the sunroof making sure he stands on the back of his seat and releases an arrow in a flowing motion.

Even though it was unstable, the arrows released one after the other captured precisely the heads of the black zombies riding the motorcycle and repelled them one after the other.

"You look just as good. There's something wrong with this..."

"An accident?"

I noticed something about Arisa as I gave Senior Liddy the addition of an arrow, and Pictorina also gave me a strange look. At the end of our gaze looking backwards, a bike with a black zombie on it was making an odd move.

The three motorcycles hit each other as shown, and the three black zombies they were riding mixed together... turned into a black tiger-like figure and ran off the road.

"Do you want to merge or something!? Really, anything!

"... uh-huh, in short, maybe this virtual world is like one game. Those black zombies are weak because they don't have a lot of capacity (resources), but do they feel that they can change to a lot of capacity (resources) by combining them?"

While telling in some laid back tone, Mr. Faye operates his laptop at a tremendous rate. Unlike a relaxed tone, typing takes place at a stifling rate with a scowl-like momentum.

"Senior Senior, pull him away just a little at maximum speed... and don't stop in the right lane"

"Mr. Wind? What are you doing?

"Uh-huh? Well, I was wondering if I could just sweep it off once... Okay, 'firing'"

Mr. Wind answered my question in a loose tone as usual...... firing? What? What?

Something at the same time that that question came to my mind... yes, I could hear that kind of noise, like flying at high speed and from what.

"... Um, Mr. Wind? What did you fire?

"Yeah? 'Tactical Tomahawk'"

"Tomahawk!?

Uh, it's me, isn't it? Tomahawk in this case is not an axe or anything... of a missile!?

Shortly after that I heard a tremendous roar from the rear and the car rocked violently. If you look at the frightened rear after that sway had subsided...... the black zombie population was grated and part of the highway was blown away as well.

"Become... na... why missiles!? Or was the missile in college too!?

"It's good to have it ready - you even had a dedicated high-performance laptop. Anyway, this world will disappear after the trial, and you don't have to worry about the physical damage."

I get stunned by so much happening. I mean, what is Mr. Shiro really going to do? You even have missiles... you want me to go to war?

I was surprised at the interception by the missile, but then it went very well. Destroying parts of the highway will obviously reduce the number of black zombies coming after us, and the sporadic black zombies will also proceed while Arisa intercepts them.

At this pace, I can get out of the suburbs in about 10 minutes. Then the destination hacienda is right away.

But I don't know what it feels like to be this messy...... I feel too well.

"... don't you feel like your attacker is loose?

"Yeah, I thought so too"

"... a trap?... or... something... ready?

Apparently everyone was thinking the same thing... and even worse, the hunch was in the middle.

"Huh!? Guys, look to the right!!

Hearing the screams of our seniors, we simultaneously turned our attention to the view seen through the window to the right... lost the word.

Quite far away in terms of distance...... a large twin building at an international level, near the center of the city. Now there was a huge black sphere to include it only, and that sphere seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

What passed behind our brains when we saw it was an earlier sight... three black zombies merged and grew into giant tigers... no, an evolutionary sight.

"This sucks..."

"Yeah, Mr. Wind. It sucks... if the number of humans present in this virtual world is the same as the original Earth... even if you think about it in Japan alone, about 120 million... if there are more than 7 billion zombies coming together from all over the world... if it all comes together, how much to the different digit capacities (resources) - huh!?

When Arisa tells him with a hurried look, a black sphere that swallowed a giant twin building immediately after starts to pulse and reshape.

Because it concentrates and densifies the collected capacity (resources), or its color is even more disastrously intense than that of black zombies.

A pitch-black wing that releases a presence even under the black sky, a giant that releases a tremendous intimidation without eyes or nose, as always.

"Sorry, Mr. Fast Man. I was wrong to recognize... Mr. Hayato apparently wasn't the protagonist of the zombie movie... he was the protagonist of The Monster Movie"

Yes, it was... a giant - pitch-black dragon - that would be hundreds of meters, preferably.