Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

Countless onions floating in the sky.

A big triangular cone at its center.

Something that makes me want to tell you to do it sexually in space.

I don't think so.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, living in this world.

You guys worked hard.

Well, if you have a pervert who's happy to let you float like that, you don't even save the energy you save.

I thought how much energy the uni alone was embezzling, but with all this stuff, one or two people in the world would be saved.

I'd rather be exploited and survived, this world.

That's all the proof that the inhabitants of this world worked so hard for.

Ear, good luck. Good luck!

... Well, that's why it's no different to what I do.

"All personnel, evacuate at all costs."

Issue evacuation orders to all Departments in a speech.

Even bloodsuckers and ghosts are tough to deal with cows.

Even that queen couldn't have done anything without my assistant knife, but it's floating like a hundred million bucks to count, so he runs, but he wins.

Besides, if I'm serious, I might wind up.

Mela excels at that.

I had backed the army before I issued an evacuation order.

He said not to mull if something unforeseen happened beforehand, and yet instant instant.

I don't know why Mela is the best general among us to withdraw as soon as she feels in danger.

Secure the reincarnator via Gastric Fluid Sisters.

Throw appropriately into different spaces.

Something was going on between the two of us, but we chased that one to secure it.

Hmm.

I have no problem making this a battlefield without any worries.

Okay, do you mean it?

Ah.

I wanted to avoid exposing everything in my hand if I could, but I also had to tell you so.

The corners of the triangle cone begin to glow as I prepare steadily downwards.

- Do you want to shoot?

- That sounds like gunfire!

As I expected, after a moment the light became a laser of the polar thickness and fired at me.

Yes, yes, boshute into different spaces.

Kara's, keep giving it back!

The polar laser that came towards me is sucked into the gate to the different spaces that emerged before me.

Then, from the exit of the gate that emerged next to it, a laser pops out towards the triangle cone.

Anyone would think if they were using space!

The one that connects spaces and pays them back with ranged attacks intact!

The laser you shot yourself hits the triangle cone.

but after all, the triangle cone seemed to have a tie, and the laser was bounced off as it emitted a blurry light.

Probably a junction that combines magic interfering junctions with reflexes?

The laser is bounced by the junction and branched and splashed in all directions.

Those landing points, they disappeared.

... too powerful -.

What the hell is that?

The ground at the landing point is disappearing?

I mean, it's a crater, it's a hole.

Are you physically willing to smash this planet?

I thought it was a zero powered cannon. It was a zero star super laser.

How much energy are you wasting on that one shot?

I'm glad I didn't think about defending you properly or anything.

You can't defend yourself like that.

Phew, but ranged attacks don't work for me!

Let's bounce everything back!

Well, sink it before they shoot the second shot.

I steal about the black thing only once.

Black is being taken by ghosts.

You noticed my gaze, I looked back, but soon I turned forward again and resumed evacuation.

In the meantime, he doesn't seem willing to intervene in this fight.

That's fine, but it's a shame you're going to show it in my hand.

But when people ask me if I can get through this without being serious, it's tough.

No, I can't do it if it takes me a while, but if I keep doing this for such a long time, it will disappear through the scorched earth.

Hmm.

Okay, come on.

While I say goodbye to different spaces myself.

Hmm.

No matter how destructive the beam shot is, it won't reach me unless it comes beyond space!

What's so cowardly about using space?

It means you can do whatever you want unilaterally to someone who doesn't have the space capability.

Well, that's why space capability is a must for God.

Amongst other things, I seem to specialize in space capabilities.

So shall we open the lid of Hell's Cauldron?

Aerial with triangular cones and sea urchins floating.

Further above it, a crack in space enters.

The crack takes the pattern of a spider's nest and spreads, creating a cover over the forest where the elves are located.

And countless eyes peering through the ground from the cracks.

Eight million eyes look down on the ground.

The evil eye of our splinter's bulimia.

The evil eye of bulimia, activated simultaneously by the uzo and the hissing splinter, devours the energy of the triangle cones and the onions.

Neither the triangle cone nor the onions emit anti-aircraft fire, but they are inhibited by the nested space of the spider, and the splinters will not be able to reach any of its attacks.

Well, they're blocking the space.

There is no way it will arrive.

In doing so, the cows who were devoured with energy fall to the ground.

This is what I mean.

After making full use of its spatial capabilities and pulling countless splits into different spaces "My Home," it unilaterally exploits energy with the evil eye of bulimia.

I know it's God, but if we run out of energy, it's just an organism.

Because it is the amount of energy that is unlikely in a normal organism that makes God enough, if you take it away, God cannot be called God.

A freshly half-baked god, I knit a method of warfare to counter black.

I mean, this is all I had.

'Cause if you get it straight from the front, you're sure to lose.

So I just had to thoroughly stretch out the original hand tag.

Blah, this is all I can do.

As a god, there are so few things I can say disqualified.

Still, this new My Home method of warfare I've been polishing to defeat Black, a god of character.

There is no way that every Elf weapon can be broken.

Make sure it's black again.

Wow.

I'm looking at you so much.

Stop it, don't look at me.

That's all I can do, so if they take care of this, I'll pack it.

That's why I didn't want to do it.

Please, just take care of it. Okay?

While I prayed for that, all the onions fell to the ground, and so did the last triangle cone.