Lonely Attack on the Different World

The demon who accomplished the feat of turning shrimp into a monkey face was just a kick in the ass and a drop?

Day 114 Morning Cathedral of the Patriarchate

The cathedral is prepared for invasion from the basement and the ground, which means it was relatively brittle up there. The top of the dome is magically and strictly protected by equipment for magic accumulation and absorption, but the physical defense is low, and the hole is the skylight made of a central stained glass that hits the release area where the magic is collected. Before that, the last time I was concerned, the tower, its big bell caught my attention oddly. Yeah, I got a feeling about the golden eye drop!

"Uh, I knew it was a demon prop...... hmm, acoustic weapon? Trapped inside with a sonic weapon and smashed with vibrating waves. Egg! Well, to say you're hung is a drop in a broad interpretation of what's in the process of being pulled by gravity and falling into a gravitational field, so let's pick it up. Yeah, this is pretty good stuff, huh? If we keep stuffing the Mochas in this bell and letting them take a stormy 16-beat streak, even Mocha could get smashed and smart, let's give it a try next time? Some of them are like bars for continuous hitting, right?

I'll kick it off because I've got something coming from below, and this would be a thief fierce attempt to pick up my pickup altogether. I picked it up, so it's mine! I thought it was golden-eyed. It was my bell! Besides, I put it down and picked it up, so the dropper and picker's pickup protection law dictates it's mine, right?

"Uh, maybe a bell? I picked it up first, so what's mine, because preserving priorities is the order of the law, and to put it plainly, the sooner you win, so what's mine? Yeah, they were hanging me."

"Ko, kill him!

The serpent, Mr. Hyde, the chicken, Mr. Coca, the lizard, Mr. Basi's simultaneous attack of poison and abnormality, no more cathedral protection. I'll tell him to kill me. I'm sure he'll be ready to kill me.

"And, and, God enemy, take it away!

"" "" Ha!

I'm treating you like a god enemy again, don't be hostile, you're going to unilaterally bump, so at least it's going to be like a god "Shin" slap (bump)?

"You're a god enemy, but I'm not calling myself that. I was put on my own, but isn't this where you put it? Well, I'm not on God's side or a believer, but normal boys in high school don't share God's" Jitsu "hobby," Fetish "hobby, which is absolutely natural, right? I don't even know if they push their perverted hobby, Abnormal, to certify heresy or divine enemies, because I'm a normal Normal, pure-minded boy in high school, and I'm prettier than Grandpa! Objections get bummed!

The disturbing pain, the boring old men. They shut the door in front of me when I went down in the dust, you feel so bad! Well, I'm not going in from here from the start, and the errands and the entrance are up there?

The skylight, located at the top of the cathedral and almost in the centre, just above it hung an earlier bell. It's still a radiation trick that pours the magic gathered by Skylight Here inside, which means the most magical part underneath.

That's why I break it, because they say old boys and girls had the habit of breaking window vitreous! By the way, they say you also have the habit of running out on a stolen horse, looks like old boys high school kids had a lot of trouble too?

"Gu...." Wow, I stepped on something! The feeling was creepy, so I kick it, monkey-faced shrimp "Toad"? Is it a new breed of demon, a rather scrupulous and hustling creature, so I'll kick it down. Cheng Cheng, is that how the bell and this chair tear down in synergy earlier -...

"Is the bell above falling here -... so this is the design that calls in here at the center of magic to finish it off -? Hmm, so this chair's a demon prop, too, and it's falling, so I pick it up? Come on? Hmm, the big bell I just picked up and I slapped it down to the bottom with this chair trapped, and with the acoustic effect of the bell, I turned it into dust in fine dust and sealed it underground...... this doesn't suck even in the labyrinth royalty, well it doesn't hook you up, does it? Betta? But if you're an unknown and honest labyrinth royalty, you'll hang it, and if you hang it, it's pretty destructive. This... Oh, would it collapse if the shock were added here?!? That's a completely indispensable and complete design, and now it's extremely perfect to bury and crush all the way down to attack magic while still being beaten to the bottom and poured by the rain of debris, yeah. Oh, the sacred relic was falling! Hi-ro! It's mine!

If you look closely, the monkey-faced shrimp shrimp had a demonic prop, like a rare demon? Well, what you have because you were rolling over is a drop, you picked it up, didn't you? It's mine, right?

Blood splashes wind up the blood wind and the air stains up, there's no good guy here. There's no resentment, there's no way he's here, but I'm gonna cut him loose, because he's just an old man, even if he says so!

Gold bars on ghosts, like bars on boys high school! But I want high school girls to ban Morningstar because it's too dangerous a combination, gun sword possession and other control laws are too harsh to discriminate against Mr. Morningstar because of "guns" and "swords"! Who said anything about a high-school girl swinging a morningstar equipped iron ball over a blade and a five-centimeter penis knife is definitely scarier!

I tried to bump it, still don't confine yourself to beating the old man with something like a bar when he bumps. I also have no problem with the old men's gear that was indoors on the top floor because I took it and put it on the floor properly once and dropped it before picking it up. That's why I can't resist the Resist anymore, stiffening it with the poison of Mr. Lizard Bazi. Let's hand them all over to the Sister Daughter because they are all the main culprits. If it is a religion that does not acknowledge the sins committed by the priests, it is better not to be in this world. Religion turns into a group of petitioners who deceive the Word of God when they try not to admit mistakes and make it cloudy with words so as not to lose authority. What would you do if the god you told me about, Jinji?

Once I tied him up, it wasn't fun to tie the old man up, and I refused to develop porn, and the noisy hustle was like a bar, and I gently stroked him (Bocco) and he grew up. Why would an old man be such a bothersome substance? Ugly.

Then ask (bocco) the question, where is the mastermind that is not here, the entrance to the back of the presbytery that is here in the Cathedral "Here" from all its beginnings… Let's go meet the true mastermind that manages the Cathedral and all the sacred relics and manipulates the Church and the historical popes from behind, I want to ask you something.

"Something dark, narrow, poor, not what I thought? More like this, it's plain even though I was thinking of a beautiful lady-filled, cackerwuff development with treasure zaku and captivity! I don't know who you are! You sound like a pathetic person who doesn't have any friends with me if I'm talking to you alone... guh! It was a mental attack trap, it's working so well! Don't be afraid, Elders trap!

They haven't heard back from you. "Hitoshiki" is a robust, undecorated, stripped stone wall, a warehouse-like construction that is clean but not much more lifelike than qualitative. I was wondering if you were extraordinarily luxurious in the shadow of the church, and you were like a mistress and a mistress, a dark and permanent passage with only the minimum necessary magical guidance lamps.

Apart from the trap of a mental attack, there is no security or trap. However, if you proceed through the permanent corridor, a closed door opens to the inside to welcome you when you are slightly patrolling whether to open it or break it. Doors open one after another without a moment of hesitation, but with no sign of people... a trap?

A slight sign of immense ancient tree-like silence and a slight vibe that seemed to disappear awaited a slight sign that did not seem like a person. Other than that, he is dying, the silence after his annihilation, the majesty exuded by those who pass away to death fills the indoors. It was a completely unexpected development, a possibility that was not among those who enumerated and inquisited pan "Oh" possibilities. People who have absolutely nothing to do with the church.

The elders - there are only a few people left to call them that are likely to speak, and only those who weather and wait for them to collapse and depart. The regeneration of the Great Labyrinth disappeared. I can't imagine how long I've been in a room with nothing like this for. And the face is grinning to appease.

"I've been waiting for you, you're strong. I am now the custodian of a seal called the Cathedral, named after our elders, who has set up this sealed cathedral and entrusted it to us to wait and tell us by the wise man Zasimov that a strong man will appear who will even step on this cathedral…" Please save the Orthodox Virgin Faleria and the pagan Virgin Nefertili, the seal of this Great Labyrinth, the way to step on the cathedral and be strong ". I've been waiting for you for eternity, it's good to have you here before the cathedral decays... so... Zash, Lord Moff's... to come..."

With his head bowed, that's all the old men, dried up like mummies, crushed to decay, dust and vanished into the wind?

The name of the cathedral producer who is a giant demon prop is Sage Zashmov... he was the one who knew!? Because that's "Howtoo Demon Prop!" You're the author! Totally, I can't believe you even made such a big magic prop and fought the Great Labyrinth until after you died, but you were banned from books by those who protected you... well, no title?

And even then, while protecting people, the wish was to help the two Virgins, and one is your dancing daughter.

And to fulfill that wish, the old man, who kept playing his eternal time in the cathedral and remained immortal, just kept guarding the word, was ashed and collapsed away with the Doya face that did it all. You didn't have the skill to defeat the Great Labyrinth, or you didn't have the help to save the Virgin... so I sealed the Great Labyrinth, prepared a cathedral to fight demons for when they could no longer be contained, and still waited, entrusting them to a future of perpetual robbery without giving up their wishes even if they died. And they threw me round!

"Well, I seem to know your dancing daughter? You were trying to save your daughter from that dance, too? Plus, there's a mountain of things I'd like to say about the title, but still," Howtoo demonic props! Thank you so much for taking care of the series. Grandpa took the liberty of entrusting it to you and disappeared with his doya face satisfied on his own? I'm super good at breaking promises and turning down favors. Ask me to do it entirely on my own, disappear contentedly on my own, and this is why the old man is a troublemaker these days, right? I'm sorry, aren't I?

The elders, who thought they were the dark clan of the church manipulating the cathedral from behind, were warriors who suppressed the Great Labyrinth underground to protect the people and prepare for the flood Stampede to come. I guess after eternity I was zeroed "Ochibu" by a body I couldn't fight myself, and took in the church.

Descendants of a clan who survived a seemingly insane eternal time trying to fulfill their promise of a long time ago, even if they succeeded in decaying themselves if they stepped out of the cathedral. That's when the Cathedral lost its power of regeneration and came to an end, still waiting, I guess, to convey this final word. They fucked you, didn't they?

I didn't die all the time just for that, it was the satisfying and proud earliest face, Doya, because it had finally fulfilled its mission and passed away.

You can't rebel if you live up to your eternal promise and die so satisfied... because (Doya) your face lived proudly in that proud death, and when I just told you what a great deal that pride was, you were my old man who passed away without even listening. Well... I broke down the cathedral, so it was hard to say no, and the person who said "but no" also laughed and dust "chili" and passed away in the wind. Old people at all have trouble listening to young people because of me.

In the end, I wanted to save but I sealed it without saving it, and if I couldn't stop it, I tried to kill it with my hands, never to let someone kill me while I was trapped in darkness... if I couldn't help you, I wanted to let you die, maybe... until the end of time, I couldn't make that decision.

What was there was an ancient decaying weathered mural, a heirloom so degraded that it was hard to see because it was Luo Jin-Eye.

"Once the world was made the oldest God, and the world went towards the end of eternity.

But the oldest God called for a new God, and tried to save him that lived and lived.

The new God turned the darkness that destroys the world into magic, and the world was bewitched, and given the power to fight darkness... '

This is the oldest legend, the oldest inheritance of God. It is the first (beginning) of a world that is neither in the books of the royal palace of the kingdom nor in the narrative heritage of the kingdom of the beast man. Only I am talking about the oldest legend I have read in "Villager A's Diary," the end of an era where there was no magic or status, and the beginning of a world of swords, magic and status.

And the next mural is the inheritance of the goddess of war, an act of the legendary tragedy of being betrayed by men and dropped at the bottom of the labyrinth while making her the oldest Virgin and once pushing the demon to the periphery and on the verge of annihilation. From here, there was also inheritance on the border and in the kingdom, and I knew the storytelling of the kingdom of the beasts, and my elf daughter knew, and I guess this is the true history from here. Villager A's diary had ended here.

The first third one depicts two Virgin Witches, the oldest and the new Witch of God.... If this is true, then this is the past of your dancing daughter and perhaps sleeping daughter. So there's no such thing as a sad and hopeless past to grind with the wand of a world tree (like Bharu), and it's not worth remembering this stuff.

You two were just trying to pull together to rescue the goddess of war, and you refuse to let that be the end of the tragedy that kills and betrays us both? Dance Serving the Oldest God The church that serves your daughter to a new God called her heresy and witch deceived her and dropped her at the bottom of the labyrinth, just like when she was a goddess of war. It was Sleeping Daughter who arrived at the bottom of the labyrinth alone to dance and try to save your daughter, where the story ends, trapped in the lowest darkness.

So I destroyed it, I won't admit this is the end! You lick too many modern boys high school students at all, the mural I finally found in a world without books is a sad tragedy? But I say no! Rejected, 'cause it's not funny! I won't admit it because I don't want to see or read anything like this, let's go rewrite the tragedy a little bit, it's not popular at all right now, is it? Let's go to the bottom level and get it out of the way, it's a total punch.

And since its earliest days, a leap, a Shinto. God entrusted His power to man, so that man is the heir of God and the Son of God. And a party that calls itself God's guide and cows the production of demonic props. I guess that's why there was only a magic guide light or some kind of shitty workshop, the elders didn't have a mastermind here, not some kind of mastermind. Finally, I found it.

"I see - a faction that doesn't live in coming every day knowing the dangers of the cathedral, did these guys set you up... you know you still do that, right?

The present pope is a newcomer denomination that only draws the blood of the bygone royal family, the faction of the oldest first popes is deliberately away… Moreover, you are largely sucking away the magic of the cathedral, which is why the Cathedral's maintenance has been drastically reduced. I must have said, "Howtoo demonic props!" The author's old man said he aimed for a fortress of immortality in the future, but he said he even built Reverse Babel, an inverted labyrinth that won't decay until the time the Great Underground Labyrinth dies, and there seems to be a bunch of them who ruin everything, and the enemy of the Goddess of War and the two Virgin Daughters, Kaki. Yeah, let's crush it, 'cause we were looking for these guys, weren't we?

Let's pick up what we'll pick up before we leave, the elders of the keeper of the sacred relics have disappeared, we can't leave such a dangerous drop behind and let's pick it all up.

"Wow! It's just the" Big Collection of Preserved Zyvesz of Demonic Props "! It's a title that I know exactly how it feels to have banned the book and burned it, but as usual, the contents are seriously one-sided. Wow, this is the origin of that demon guide light, The Original! You didn't put the prototype on too long!?"

The results of the research are well written, divided into "variations" of the diversity that separated the sturdy, fuel-efficient and finely thought out about those who use them, who were scholars, craftsmen and researchers. I wanted to leave this to the world, but that left it? Again, money making and things making are in conflict, people easily flow. I guess it's the proverb that tilts the balance toward the weight of gold coins. At the request of a distant old fellow internal worker, let's spread it to workshops all over the kingdom, because I'm sure I left it behind believing that this light would illuminate the Devil's Forest and the Great Labyrinth... yeah, it looks lucrative.

And look down, look down, contempt, look under your eyes.

"Mitsuya!

The Cathedral, whose domed creation is physically a more robust fortress than the Cathedral, has been manipulated by the imperial pope while manipulating the Church and ruling the Patriarchate from the shadows. A nest of fanatical, fanatical, propitious, ethno-exclusionists, that's cancer. You're going to need surgical treatment, excision, burning, killing with chemicals, gently and gently until you're fully healed.

Say hello. You're Meteo instead of Knock. Dancing to the universe on an empty foot - I found my goal... Yeah, I've been looking for you, haven't I? He said he'd definitely bump out one day.