Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

"Ariel! What is that?

The voices of the chopped potimus echo.

At the same time, the movement of the robot, which has been aggressively attacking until then, stops.

"Even if they say that, which one are you talking about? I don't understand it without a specific expression."

I shrug my shoulders deliberately to make a fool of myself, and shake my head for Christ's sake.

I would have lightly flushed my attitude like that if I were normal, but apparently I was still stuck with cutting feathers, and I could hear the biting sound of a giri even over the speaker.

"It's about that white thing! What is that!?

That's right.

Yeah, I knew.

You said you didn't know that, but you did.

I can't think of anything other than Baek causing that Potimus to panic.

But I don't have half the rush of Potimus.

Isn't it maybe the first time I've heard Potimus scream so far revealing his emotions?

Potimus usually looks down on others and doesn't show emotional emotions.

I don't care what they do downstairs.

Because I'm looking down, it seems like I'm ashamed to let someone move my emotions like that.

So even if they move their emotions, they don't put it on the table.

Even so, let's play this wolf right now.

So something has happened for Potimus that goes far beyond his assumptions.

Yeah, White wouldn't do it.

"What? What? Did Bai do something to you?

I don't think you'll answer that, but I was curious, so I asked.

"Here's the question you're asking! Come on, answer what that thing is!

No longer screams like a scream.

Hmm.

I don't know.

I would have liked to have let that voice come out with my hands if I could.

Has Bai crossed the line?

"I don't know what happened, but apparently it feels like White did it to you? That hurts so bad."

If I laughed at him spirally, a robot suddenly attacked me that had stopped moving until then.

Backstep the first attack left to anger.

"Angry? Did I piss you off? Short temper. Isn't there enough calcium? This is why you shouldn't be a drawstring sprinkler."

If you provoke me, Robo will come at you dumb honestly.

"Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Where'd the calculations go crazy? That kind of thing wouldn't make sense!

The curse of solitude echoes in vain.

Brittle.

I knew it, but this man is weak.

Potimus was strong because he had only ever dealt with weaker beings than himself.

Potimus wasn't strong, he was just weaker than that.

That's why I was strong.

So I could show off my spare time.

But I do.

This man is actually weaker than anyone.

Weaker than anyone, but therefore sought strength more than anyone else.

The end of it all is now Potimus.

When I was strong, I mistakenly thought I was stronger, the same and weaker man.

I dealt with a stronger being than I was, Bai, and the plating peeled off and I saw my original weakness.

"Weak."

"What?

Potimus, who overheard a pounding, murmuring voice, heard back in a low voice.

"Potimus, you're weak."

I didn't mean to make you listen to anything. It's a whine, but if this is how you heard me back, let's be clear.

"I don't want you to be satisfied with the system's tentative power."

It's not a strong weakness in that sense.

I know this guy won't know if I tell him.

"Yes, the system. What brings you to God? You couldn't have been a god! But what's that? If so, why? Oh, shit! Damn it!

I don't even know what you're talking about anymore, Potimus repeatedly cursing disjunctions.

You were influenced by such a husband, and the robot's movements are disastrous.

The drill approaches my face.

Take it with your teeth.

It sounds galloping and nasty, but I ate the drill too hard on my chin without worrying.

"Wait. Wait, wait, wait! Yeah, why? Why are you still alive?

Oh?

Have you finally noticed?

"Why is the wound healing? Why are we fighting Gloria Ω on an equal footing in the magic interfering kingdom? What do you mean!?

It's too late to notice.

I was torn apart by a robot drilling.

He was choked on the belly, pierced through the chest, blown off his arm, and cut a thousand feet.

But those wounds are already healed.

"No way, you too!? You think you've become a god too!?

Potimus screams.

Having looked down so many times before, I went up the stairs to God I was looking for.

That must be the biggest humiliation for Potimus.

"No, I'm not."

But unfortunately not.

I have not become a god.

I can't be a god.

If it's that easy to be a god, even Potimus should have been a god a long time ago.

"I didn't become a god. But temporarily, we can do enough to interact with God. You know how to do that, don't you?

The robot falls back.

It looked like Potimus was bare.

"No way."

"No way."

"Are you insane?

They'll say terrible things.

Well, from Potimus, I guess it's not a sane shack.

That's why you're weak.

I'm probably weak, too, but I'm going to have enough courage to risk my life for a purpose.

"Humble."

My newly acquired, Seven Virtues skill.

By that effect I am temporarily gaining comparable abilities to God.

When White's soul shards, ex-human and my soul merged, my soul increased in volume for that matter.

My soul, whose contents were already stuck in bread, like a cracked container on the verge of rupture.

White's soul stained as if to repair that crack.

Thanks to that I was able to acquire new skills that I was no longer able to take any further.

Mindfulness stories and other skills that I didn't need to take because I was alone until then, and the last thing I could take was this skill of humility.

Besides White, this skill I kept secret is my trump card.

I have no hesitation in cutting that trump card.

Even if so, this soul, trying to burn it out.

"Humility: The power of n % to go to God. It consumes its own soul and temporarily acquires a power comparable to that of God. It also overtakes the system of W and obtains the right to interfere in the MA region '