Instant Messiah

Sally was the first to move against Cristella, who took a fighting stance.

Put your hands on your chest, kneel down and start saying something. Seeing such a surrendered system, Nine was a little overwhelmed.

Let's just stir this up and beg for our lives.

But I quickly change my mind.

Didn't I see a similar sight when I headed north to persuade the gallon?

chest. It reminds me of a soprano where magic was built with demonic stones.

"If you do it"

I accidentally stepped out with Nine's mouth, a hasty word. There's no way a human can come here without a chance.

It offends itself to forget that premise too naturally, even for a moment. I tried to rush to her, but she had already activated what was the only operation.

The wind strokes my body.

It didn't seem like an attack, but it was understandable that the surrounding air had obviously changed.

(... what is this? No, you can judge the effect later. What we need now is not some useless me, but accurate Chris cover...!

Lord Tia whispered, the word that Chris would be killed by the hands of the brave.

I've been blindly following her words so far, but I've realized what only holds one thing in my belly. I've peddled everything, but right now, all this time, I can't trust her words. Above all, I don't want to believe -!

"Mr. Gallon, Mr. Aroma! Help me! Come here!

Unfortunately, the best thing I could do now was to ask them for help.

In fact, I don't think there's anything else I can do about it right now.

But.

"Argh!? They're both there, aren't they?! Heh, heh, heh!

"It's no use. Now between the outside world and this throne is blocked from the outside world. It's unfolding around Sally too... and I can't even get my hands on her."

Abyss, who recognises that he is an enemy that should defeat this one entirely, tells this one in a chilled voice.

"Spatial isolation. Recently, it's a technology that has finally been put into practice.... You rejected this ultimatum. Then there's only one thing we need to do."

With that said, Mr. Abyss... no, my enemy, crossing his arms in front of his body, with his fists on his shoulders, declared.

"Apostle twelfth," Power "Abyss Helen. In the name of God, I will destroy the most heretical, the Demon King and his ministers"

... I don't see any more shards of friendly attitude like I did when I first met you. Mr. Abyss has now named himself an apostle in order to kill this one.

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Immediately after Sally expressed her surgery, Aroma and Gallon, who were waiting outside between the thrones, noticed an immediate anomaly.

…… What is it, this!

With immediate disrespect, Gallon tried to kick open the door.

But there's no (...) response there at all. Obviously, the door there slipped through the leg with the kick. However, it cannot be touched, nor can it go further than a certain amount.

"Connections......!? Oh, no way a human can do this! Because this is...!

"Our... Eva technology! Even to Ninina, there's no way you can do this! Who the hell knows how... no way"

... was something I never wanted to believe.

But sure. I once had doubts about Diabolo's information being leaked unnaturally. Therefore, there have been simultaneous investigations of persons of uncertain origin.

... In the end, no obvious evidence was found.

I heard the other day that Nine had finished it, but that was only the kind of assassin.

"Insider... at a time like this... no, for this time...?

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It was a shame to hear Mr. Abyss's name.

... I don't have enough to name it. But Mr. Abyss helped me once, bent over.

That's not why I decided to show minimal courtesy.

"... make it a Diabolo chair, my dad, my husband, my brother, a toy. Taoism is also a concurrent task, besides various things. Nice to meet you, 'Nobody' Nine."

- Be gentle this time. I pray that you will die in peace for no reason.

That being said...

It doesn't make a difference that a bad feeling binds.

I can honestly use Tia's help in this earlier case, but if they isolate the space, there's no escape for me. He's not dead.

I'll have to ask for it.

(Dear Tia, Please, give me a hand!

- I don't want to...

"Ha!?

I accidentally raised my voice. Sally and I still whining about something, we've been looking at each other a little bit.

(Yes, don't like it! I'm not in a situation where you can be kidding me right now!

- Well, watch. Their overriding goal is the Crusade of the Demon King. As long as we keep our distance, we won't be attacking you for a while.

(So follow me)

Chris waved lightly as he was about to shout out unexpectedly during Dear Tia's rebellion.

Mr. Abyss goes with it, or almost at the same time flies back.

Immediately afterwards, the floor was decided in a circular fashion by what moves. No noise, clean and thorough.

I guess it's not the kind of attack Mr. Abyss would be happy to take, at least, to see his stretched face.

But Chris' expression remains the same as usual. It looks boring, like a face that says I just stroked it. In fact, I guess it's that much effort for her.

It is repeated several times. Chris flickers his hand and Mr. Abis avoids it even. Occasionally, he punches and scrapes columns, kicks walls, jumps floors, kicks ceilings...

(... you were licking about Mr. Abyss. You've stopped him enough.)

I can't wait to get caught up in it, so I pull behind the shithole and Chris. Again, it's not easy, but if I get caught up in such an out-of-the-way battle, I'm dead.

Moo and they were quickly hit because they suddenly challenged Chris to a head-on battle. When it comes to getting away thoroughly, it deserves to be called a monster just for the fact that it's still alive relative to Chris, though he'll be relieving himself.

... Chris is quite mentally murky. I knew in my battle with Moo that I would not suddenly kill my opponent with all my might.

I'm sure Pride won't allow it. It's a kid thing.

... but I didn't dislike Chris' childhood outrageously because he was cute to me.

(... but maybe Sally and I are the brave ones, right? She didn't do anything, but she's gonna take Chris down with that? He said if I prayed, God would help me...?... No, you're not! Oh, shit. This!

... overlap and notice your idiocy additions and subtractions.

Mr. Abyss has kept his distance from Chris since just now.

I mean, there's only one purpose.

"Chris! Finish Abyss quickly!

I accidentally called and threw it away.

Chris has silently struck directly next to this one.

I chilled my liver, but I don't even have time to apologize.

Chris is an absolute strong man. That's why you don't need to rush. Kill him, let him go, but he'll never hurt himself before.

But not only on this occasion.

"We're buying time for the situation right now! Not before the brave do something, we have to finish Abyss!

"... what?

... from Chris, that reply. My sense of crisis and the time to bridge the temperature difference between her consciousness had already been lost.

"All heretics, pray. Now our brave men will put an end to your evil raw."

The voice of a cruel Mr. Abyss.

In response, the brave man slowly rose up by unraveling his prayer posture.

On its back were big wings, angelic like Chris and Nanjo, but translucent, unlike Chris.