Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

How long has it been?

I feel like I've been fighting for quite some time.

But that was also just my subjectivity that was lengthening my physical senses time, and it was probably actually an out-of-the-box short time.

I don't even know how many more attacks I'm going to make.

My piercing pierced the robot's chest and activated external magic destroyed the soul that resided in its fuselage.

Robo shook its body as if it would cramp only once, stopping the movement altogether.

Even if you pull your hand out, the worn holes do not regenerate, and the body that loses support falls to the ground without hesitation.

The sound of an out-of-the-box light cashan seemed like the sound of a loose shell that had lost its weight: its soul.

Done.

No, not yet.

This robot is not Potimus himself, even if it is a Potimus trump card.

Until you give the guidance to Potimus himself, it's not the end.

Still, it's tough.

I don't have a scratch on my look. It remains beautiful, but the contents are already worn out.

Because of the effects of humility that have shattered my soul.

I was able to use some of the energy I took from the robot as a buffer, but it's not there. Rika is good enough.

Now, if I solve the effects of humility, I don't know what will happen.

The candle fire shines brightest just before it burns out.

For God's sake, hold it till Potimus finishes it.

- If it's over, go outside.

A voice that echoes directly on your head.

Is that a message from White?

I don't want you to do this to me, even though the magic interfering kingdom is still active.

I feel less confident.

Anyway, what White calls you on purpose means you should go outside, right?

Forcefully open the door that closed when you came in.

That's right, I was just trying to keep God locked up, and I had a hard time opening it.

He opens the door as he says it, and this again he goes up a long hill as he says it, and goes outside.

What I saw there was somehow far above my imagination.

Burning woods over there.

Where the firehand is rising, there's a round giant object rolling around that I'm not sure what it is.

A huge silhouette that stands out in such a hellish sight.

A giant circular object was flying, as if to cover the sky.

If you want to describe that in a nutshell from Bai's memory, UFO.

There's a lot of rumors about aliens on it. That one.

But this expression doesn't come off either.

A circular one floating in space, because it would be a spaceship correctly.

There is no way that Potimus is unaware of the current state of this planet.

The reason Potimus is so obsessed with this planet like a sandy cabinet is because there is a system.

I was cursing a lot of bad guys about the system earlier, but that's because they betrayed my expectations.

Potimus had hoped for the system.

I wondered if it would make me a god.

But Potimus couldn't be a god.

Still, with a glimmer of hope, Potimus sat on this planet.

Hope maybe one day I can be a god.

But I should have been aware that even Potimus himself said that was a pale expectation.

That's why it's natural to have it ready.

How to get out of this planet.

Potimus can leave this planet at any time.

That's why we can even flatten things like stars perishing.

That means the star's escape is now floating in the air.

Especially if the means to escape is caught in a white thread.

As such, the featherworm caught on to the spider's nest and just waited to be preyed upon.

Hmm.

It actually makes me laugh when it passes.

White, you're awesome.

What are you doing while I'm playing with Robo?

Too good a job for words.

I'm pretty sure there's a Potimus in there.

When I was fighting Robo, I couldn't hear Potimus on the way.

You were abandoning your robot and running away with Sassa.

That robot, though laboriously crafted, is just one of the tools from the point of view of Interpreted Potimus.

In exchange for his own life, it's not even a choice for Potimus to worry about which way to take it.

One of the yarns tying up the spaceship is stuck to the ground right next to me.

The yarn thickness is enough that every person has no problem walking on it.

If you look around lightly, White doesn't look like him.

However, that's sort of what it means to have yarn all the time telling you to tell them to go, too.

Get on the yarn and scaffold there and go up.

Something just went up and you're stupid.

I warned him if there was any interception from the spacecraft, but without it, we quickly reached the spacecraft.

I guess that means you're already powerless by White.

Get on the starship all the time and look for something like a hatch.

I lost it enough to find it. I knew I'd pull it off with strength, and I went inside.

It's amazingly dark on board.

No lighting.

Well, having dark vision skills doesn't matter to me.

Walk.

It's just huge and the aisle is long as silly.

Walk.

There were factory-like facilities over glass and farm-like facilities.

I guess it's designed to allow people to make ends meet in this spaceship alone.

Depending on it, it can sag the universe in hundreds of years.

Not only did I expect from the system, but the invisible anxiety ahead might be one of the reasons Potimus didn't leave this planet.

This planet only has a god named Gürier, but other stars may have more gods.

If you think about it that way, you can't do anything far-fetched.

Walk.

Sounds like a defensive robot came out wary, but weaker than that one I was fighting in the basement until just now.

Kick it.

When I deal with other robots, I can see very well that they were fighting in that basement, was it Gloria type Ω, or that was speciality.

Walk.

Oddly enough, Potimus' split came under attack.

A righteous face is distorted and terrible by impatience and fear.

Until now, Potimus had never distorted his face like this, whether his split was killed or not.

I don't mind throwing away as much of the split as I want, but that's how much trouble the main unit gets when it's killed.

Of course.

Clean up the sharp split.

Even if it is now reinforced by machines, the stage at which it can be dealt with on a split-by-split basis is far exceeded.

"I mean, it's packed."

I walked and walked, and before I got there, it was there.

Elf old man's body, inside a transparent cylinder.

There are countless tubes connected to that body.

Whether the cylinder is coagulated with a special material or something, the old man doesn't even move with Pickle.

"Stop it! Stop it, stop it, stop it! I don't want it to end! It can't be over! I must live forever! Please! Stop it!

Well, instead of not moving, the speakers are screaming.

The plea from the speaker constantly to stop and the mixed with meaningless screams is dripping away.

I'm not breathing, so I can keep screaming.

For Potimus, flesh is only a container to live in, and as long as you live, that's fine.

When you want to move, just use a split.

Flesh that just lives without wandering around in this cylinder, this is the body of Potimus.

I could have imagined it would be this way, but it's actually pathetic to look at it with this eye.

This is the end of the line, of a man who stuck to living and just pursued it.

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I don't like it! I don't want to die. Okay, no, no!

"Unfortunately, Potimus, you will see worse than death."

I have no sympathy for Potimus, who keeps calling.

Doesn't even make me feel like I have to.

I thought there might be something more to creep up on, but I don't feel so surprised myself.

"Abyss Magic"

Potimus, who hears my whining, makes even more frenzied screams.

Abyss magic is special magic.

Against the outward magic that destroys the soul, the abyss magic breaks down the soul and restores it to the system.

Don't just kill him.

This man, with his soul, makes atonement for this world.

It takes to prepare for abyss magic.

Unlike outward magic, abyss magic requires advanced magic construction.

I'm sure that's what Master D does on purpose.

It was the outward magic that was set against God.

It is the magic of the abyss that was created to bring judgment to one another in this world.

Take away the option of rebirth and give the judgment of having it restored to the system.

That it was judged to be more positive for this world than to be reborn.

It takes time to activate, and I secretly think it's proof that it's not suitable for action.

"Bye, Dad (...)"

He no longer said meaningful words, but just activated abyss magic toward the body of the screaming Potimus.

And only the silence remained.