It reached the deepest point where there were signs of the subgods of the end.
Initially, the roots of the strictly ruling world tree covered the entrance, but when Gene manipulated something, oh wonder, the roots that were ruled by the subgod of the end moved themselves, paving the way according to this thought.
"I see, misuse of mana"
"You know that. Well, it's a power that people say is annoying."
Perhaps, but the power of the subGod at the end of eroding the world tree is as much power of life interference as I am or inferior to it.
That means at the same time the use of mana.
Because the power of various miracles by the Creator God (player) also uses Mana.
If so, it would be possible to hack mana from the outside at the same time and crack open the roots of this world tree closed by the subgod of the end in reverse if the illegally available demon clan were to extremes its path.
Of course, it's impossible to be just a demon clan, and Gene, the demon clan of these various flying performances, was the solution then.
You can't do miracles yourself because you only interfere illegally with mana.
But you're saying it's possible to twist and bend the miracles that exist for your own benefit?
Depending on how you use it, it is a great ability.
"But it's weird, the braves were ahead of us in the space ahead, wasn't it? But I don't see any kids."
It is.
Nothing existed in this labyrinth, in the deepest space and in the thoughtful hall, except that the roots were tightly strewn throughout the room.
I can't help but see the shadow because I don't know what it looks like more than I don't know how far the existence of the subgod of the end is assimilated to the world tree.
But the brave are at least human.
It is somewhat doubtful to say that the brave man cannot be seen.
"No, I think they probably returned to the elves with a transfer. The ability to move around the world is a skill that can be described as the eighteenth of the brave. I knew humans were inconvenient, because they needed a meal and a break."
"Oh, I see. So is that."
Oh, did I?
Oh, no, it's like I might have been, like I don't even care.
Well, I neglected the app commentary because it wasn't like I could get a brave job myself.
Speaking of which, I'm starting to feel like the brave man's typical skills had teleporting skills.
Mizette is convinced, I guess, because she also understands the typical ability in this world to speak of brave men, metastasis.
Good, you don't have to question yourself.
I wasn't very interested in senior positions, and I almost found out that I was a hen.
No, it's not.
Skills like composite jobs and basic jobs are in my head.
I just figured it would be a senior position, because yes, it's something that I don't have the opportunity to do.
Repeating such pointless self-questioning, he stepped in between the deepest battles that would have been fought until earlier.
Even when it comes to rooms, their size is pretty big.
Three portions of the school's gymnasium would be graciously paid, on such a scale.
"It feels kind of sacred..."
"That's right. This is a world tree temple created with the same power as the miracle of the Creator."
"Huh? Yeah? Um...?
Gene waves her hand like nothing ever happens to a black girl who doesn't know what she's talking about.
Do you understand what you don't understand from the beginning and explain it for now?
Well, that's not the scene I'm describing from scratch.
When everyone enters the room while guarding the area, a voice is heard from the vicinity of the ceiling.
If you look closely, there were dolls floating in the universe with inorganic flesh, like human-shaped robots.
Is the shape a woman at once?
If the texture isn't even inorganic, it's pretty beautiful.
Gene didn't seem particularly surprised when he noticed it from the start, but honestly, I was super surprised.
"Good morning, Ningen ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my playroom."
"Wow!?
"Become!? You're out!!
As surprised as I am, Mizette instantly pulls the knife out and takes the stand.
Miss Kuroko was bewildered by the mysterious robot that suddenly appeared, and seemed unable to hide her bewilderment from an inorganic opponent unlike before.
Anyway, until now, all the dragons and monsters with wooden textures were opponents, and they looked surprisingly comical.
If a sudden SF chick comes out, he'll doubt the game designer's sensibility.
That's how this surprise works.
"Yes, I'm out. So, who are you guys?... Earlier, the Ningen people like Yusha saw me and they attacked me, but you guys did that for that purpose?
The subgod of the end floats gently in the air and asks so.
In fact, we don't want to fight, and our opponents don't seem to like that intent, but... it just seems so, this guy's aim would be to fight from the start.
In that evidence, he asks the question this way but again blocks the entrance with his roots, deforming one hand like a chainsaw and sprinkling grunge sparks.
"I mean, you're the chainsaw... Worldview would be different."
"Chainsaw? Is this a weapon with that name? It seems more aggressive than a sword, so it's a piece of equipment I created myself. Hmm, the wisdom of Ningen is also an insult."
Apparently, that chainsaw idea was created by this guy himself, the look of a sword that shifted from an originally nothing to an easily attackable shape.
Somehow, you're scared of all the ideas that come from pure intent to kill.
Imagining that there is no such attachment, this time it moves from the other side.
"Well, anything is fine. My name is Deus Ex Machina. He is a creature born into this world for some reason, not a good idea. I'm not really sure why I'm alive or dead, so... it's up to me to try the world for now. Good day, then."
Greetings, and so on, and now deform the other arm into a laser gun-like shape and start the attack with no motion.
No questions asked.