No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

From behind the aisle of Dustlevine, I heard something heavy and low.

"Hey, what the fuck!?"

I raise my voice unexpectedly.

"What's that?"

The goddess frowns and thinks.

"What's going on?

"... the voice now belongs to the evil god Monugonese. There's no entity when it comes to voice, it's like a mental wave."

'Did you hear something? I didn't hear anything.

"I see, doesn't that sound like Sun Shiloh? What, the 'voice' of evil gods? Are you saying that the evil god Monugonese is here too?

"... there he is, I guess. The last sign of the evil gods has been interrupted."

That's what the goddess said with a serious face.

"Signs interrupted? So, until then, the goddess was feeling signs of evil gods?

"No, my present power did not know that far. For the first time in a while, I realized there were signs of evil gods."

I think about the Goddess's answer, too.

"... the evil god was here, naturally if you think about it. He was also the party that sealed Dustlevine. Once the unsealed Dustlvain is in the hands of the Good God, the Evil God will have to wait to be destroyed"

"But you disappeared, didn't you?

Michi turns her gaze to ask the goddess.

"Yeah. It's gone. Besides, that 'voice' earlier... didn't sound like a scream?

"Screaming? Evil gods?"

But even the severely painful 'voice' just now sounded like a scream. It was a 'voice' of stuffy pain and mourning.

If you look closely, blood is drawn from the face of the goddess.

Even in the dim lighting of Dustlevine. And enough to tell.

"That's not good. Maybe it's the worst thing that's ever happened to you."

"Hmm. Hiroshi Pestle's secondary took away Mr. Atrazenek's power as a god, didn't it? If so, all you can think about is... '

"... No way, the secondary is to the power of evil gods..."

Michi is stunned by Sun Shiloh's calm words.

I said looking back at everyone.

"- Let's hurry. Before it's too late."

Everyone nods and we go behind Dustlevine.

Inside Dustlevine, there was no such thing as a demon.

In the first place, unlike what the goddess told me beforehand, the interior is not dungeoned.

No, according to the goddess, the dungeonization is being lifted.

It was a clap out, but it's convenient to move on.

We march along mapping the complex compartments of Dustlevine - without doing anything like that - and head straight for those who hear 'voices' with Jeremiah's holy sword "Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)".

Eventually, we get to the core of Dustlevine.

Is it a bridge? It's like a control room to move a battleship. The vast spaces lined up on the console are glazed on all sides.

Behind the bridge, a man sat on a console mounted on a transparent wall.

"It was too late, Edgar Culver"

A good man in his thirties or so, dressed in white. The long, sliced eyes in the back of the glasses shine a cold light.

For me, it's someone I'll never forget.

(No, I'm not the only one)

Behind me as I stepped into the bridge, there was a sign that Mr. Michi would be upset.

"Hiroshi Pestle - No, Secondary"

I speak the man's name.

A man laughed and lifted his hips off the console.

"I'd like you to stop calling me that disdainful name. Because I am beyond primal in every sense."

Moments, intense signs erupted from the man's body.

"Gu......!

Man - My heart pulses and my breath clogs at the fluctuations released by the secondary.

With good and evil.

The two forces that are opposite each other, which were possessed by those called God.

That power, which is supposed to be incompatible, is the man in front of you - no, merging and becoming one in "being".

Fear and fear rocked my soul at the same time.

I was on my knees on the floor sometime.

Of course, everyone behind me.

Seeing us like that, the secondary has an abusive grin.

"Ku...... Huh. What's your purpose? What do you want with all that power in your hands?

I manage to squeeze my voice out of my dry throat.

Secondary doesn't answer my questions.

I said as I turned my gaze to the universe and spread my hands gently.

"- What is pure evil?

"... what?

I ask back without thinking.

"What a solitary thing is goodness, don't you think? Life eats other life, copies and multiplies its own information. It's like a virus. Life is ugly, but it's a miserable thing."

"That's how you think about it."

Ignore my words, the secondary continues.

"Eradicating living and living things. That is the ultimate egoism and selfless service. The extreme north of evil, but also the supreme good. I am a demon but also a god. By destroying the world and becoming the world itself, we are saving the world."

"... crazy"

"I'm sane. I'm the only one who's sane. It is you who are insane. Nothingness is the destination conclusion of intelligence. If we thoroughly intellect, it is clear that there is no point in something called raw. I ha mad ttenadoinai......"

- Kuck, kuck, kuck...!

From all over the secondary body, signs of ridicule erupt, becoming spiritual waves and spreading.

The unleashed mockery of being beyond God.

There's so much embarrassment in me that I want to die.

A rare fool who shielded himself against this supreme being and tried shallow, extreme objections.

That's what I am, and I'm going to be convinced from the bottom of my soul.

"Damn."

I pluck the cold sweat that seeped into my palm and turn to the secondary.

"I'll show you the debacle of the world, in the privileged seat, Edgar Culver. He who defeated the Primal."

"... I see that's why you've been so obsessed with me since just now. You can't help but be aware of the original Hiroshi Pestle. Naturally, I only care about me when I defeated Pestle. As long as we waited to take in the evil gods until we got on board."

"We arrived later than we thought, so I was wondering if maybe we could get here."

Secondary shrugs shoulders.

"Edgar Culver. Let you have plenty of despair. To that end, the world goes very slowly to doom. You struggle to save the world. A little more, if I try, can I save the world? Stupidly you think so. But just one more step, I can't really save the world. You lose a little bit of the many people you've saved since you became reincarnated. It will bring to your soul the pain that your body will necrotize from your fingertips"

"... that's an evil hobby. You're a copy of that serial killer."

"Come on... say anything. Shall we start with the people behind you? If you're going to plead with me not to kill them, I can guarantee their safety for a while at the latest."

Secondary figures disappear into the void.

Shortly after, there's a sign of a secondary behind me.

I look back in advance as I try to cling to the strong signs.

The companions, all of them, were stuck on the floor, falling under the signs of a secondary.

Only the goddess barely puts her eyes towards the secondary as she falls sideways.

"Well, who are your loved ones, then?

"Stop... Ro"

Laughing at my restraint, approaching Asla, whose secondary is falling.

"This girl - can't be there. Is she a chimeric girl?

The secondary looked down on Asla for a while, but eventually turns his eyes like he lost interest.

Beyond that, you're losing your mind.

Beside it, only Sun Shiloh stands without a thing. but he hasn't seen the secondary in Sunshiro, and he hasn't been able to figure out what's going on.

The secondary shows no interest in Sun Shiloh and crouches down in front of Mi Xiao.

"Or this brunette girl? Oh, thank you. You look familiar to me, too. Am I - No, a prey that the primal has murdered? Knock it off...... Edgar Culver. Are you a hobby of collecting primary pickup spills?

"Don't insult them..."

I barely said that, but my body doesn't listen as if I were.

Even if the secondary decides to kill them, I don't have the help to stop them.

"Or do you like this dark elf? Fairy on the original elf. A little goddess, Atrazenek? Oh, my God. You're in more trouble than that."

The secondary looked down at the fellows who had fallen on the floor and said with a mockery.

I just stare at the secondary.

No, I could only stare.

"Right...... first of all, this is a try. Just one, let me kill you. Who would you like? I'll give you a choice."

"Just kidding... don't do it"

"Don't you choose? That doesn't make sense. If you don't choose, I will, won't I? Isn't it more expensive to choose your own formula that can protect those who are (...) more important to you?

"of a homicidal maniac... logic"

"Whether you're a homicidal maniac, logic is logic. Or don't you want them to know who you abandoned? Is it better to kill one of them randomly to protect your decency?"

"You... you'll never know"

While staring at the secondary, I noticed that the goddess was showing movement.

Sending me eye contact, looking at gaps and trying to do something.

I take the look of despair and say it to the secondary.

"But... cum. Okay. I'll make my own choices. Choose for yourself and bear that choice for yourself. No, let me carry you."

"Hmm. Interesting. Fine. Who do you want?

I show hesitation and open my mouth.

"... it's Asla"

"Come on. Is this this a pathetic failure? You thought she was a monster, too!

Secondary laughs.

I thought you'd think so.

I feel sorry for Asla, even if it's not meant to be.

I'll give you a hug until you forgive me when I get home safe and sound.

Secondary distorts my cheeks.

And stand right next to Asla's head.

"Then I will kill you."

Secondary shakes up his leg.

At that moment, the goddess jumped to one of the consoles.

"- Surplus dimensional phase transfer system activated!

"Become -"

The secondary looks back.

The secondary body was covered in noise images.

"This is-"

Secondary opens his eyes as noise storms hit him.

"You're alarmed, secondary! This Dustlevine is for dragging God out of the surplus dimension! No matter how much you are, if you materialize it, it will become nothing more than a living being! Once we have become earthly beings, Edgar, my strongest apostle, can confront us!

To the Goddess line, understand what happened.

Dustlvain is a demon-led battleship to destroy God.

Drag God out of the surplus dimension in phase transfer to embody it, and wipe out the embodied God without a trace with a powerful main cannon - that's what it was built for.

We can't use the main cannon here, but the phase transfer system can be used without problems.

Well, then...

(Now I decide!

I fire electromagnetic armor rounds from dimensional storage.

The noise-covered secondary's head disappeared, and at the same time, a full-armour bullet drilled a large hole in the ceiling behind him.

"Did you do it!? - You didn't!

While clinging to his alarmed self, he slips into the foot of the secondary to retrieve Asura.

Keep distancing from the secondary,

"Eat this too!

A few replicas of the Holy Sword were removed from the dimensional storage.

It is an imperfect, yet mutilating, holy sword made by analyzing the Space Feather Grip (Space Ruler).

Fly that replica with cautionary power and stab through the entire body of the secondary.

A secondary who lost his head and had a sword on his body steps out as if he were bragging.

Me and the goddess watched the secondary in solitary spit.

The secondary collapsed.

With his stepped foot, he supported his body firmly.

The next moment, a replica stabbed in the secondary's body, all smashed at the same time.

"- hahahahahaha..."

I hear laughter from the secondary.

Of course there's no head - there can't be a mouth.

Secondary bodies, transformed into fleshy beings in phase metastases, should have already suffered fatal injuries.

But the secondary is alive now.

The secondary speaks out from somewhere in his headless body.

"I didn't know this was going to work... Goddess, I can't thank you enough"

"Why..."

Secondary shoulders swell blurry.

The swollen sarcoma rips from the middle, spreading blood, while the secondary head grows.

With a bloody face, the secondary laughs.

"Though I took in God, I am only information. Even though it has the ability to destroy God, it was impossible to activate Dustlvain, which is only a substance. Until I could unseal what would be the hands of the good and evil gods, I couldn't get my hands on a phase transfer system. The Elf Elementalist alone didn't have enough magic to start it."

"No way......"

The goddess said hello.

"Yes. Everything is for this reason. Including provoking Edgar Culver, is. This was the only way for me, being beyond God, to receive flesh while retaining power close to God"

"You mean you deliberately let me use the phase transfer system!

Keep holding Asla back, and I'll scream.

Of course, I don't just scream.

Release the electromagnetic armored bullet.

The electromagnetic thorough armor bullet, which was supposed to pierce the target at ultrasound speed, had been stopped by the left hand the secondary had somehow put up.

"Be omnipotent and ignorant. That is the fate of a being called God. But what happens if we lose a little power from Almighty? If Almighty is infinite power, it becomes a surplus that has removed small forces from infinity. But that's also an infinite, nearly infinite surplus. If the inexhaustible is infinite, it means that the surplus that is left is essentially infinite, taking away the slightest power from the inexhaustible."

Secondary shrugs shoulders.

"Well, I could serve my purpose. From here, it will be a show with no body or lid. I swell to infinite front critical, swallowing and destroying all things. The world vanishes except me. And so my ego overshadowed the world and became the world itself."

"Damn... what's the point of that!

"It doesn't make any sense. But there's no point in being alive either. If it doesn't make sense, it should be thorough and pointless. The very existence of such things as the world is an unforgivable confusion. Just like I exist."

Release the electromagnetic armored bullet.

I won't even be accepted this time.

At a glance of the secondary, the armored bullet disappeared into the void.

"Come on, let's start inflation. This moment is the end of the world, the beginning of a new order -"

Secondary body shines white.

The glow envelops us in an instant.

In an extremely small amount of time that I can't even react to my forged skills, with no body or lid, everything is swallowed up in the secondary.

No - I tried to be swallowed.

Just before that, my consciousness and body were exposed to someone.

I was in an unfamiliar place momentarily.

Only the atmosphere resembles the bridge of Dustlvain, which was there just now.

All sides were covered in glass, it was a perfect space.

However, while that one was painted grey, there was a mess and clutter placed in this place.

A golden mask like Tutankhamen. Sleeping coffins that even vampires seem to be in. Overly decorated candlestick in gold. Flasks and beakers. Spherical joint doll. Baobab plants. A vermilion birdhouse. Dreamcatcher. Model of UFO and black and white pictures of Gray to be taken. Anyway, the shuddering is scattered narrowly.

In the middle of it, there was a girl about ten years old in her arms.

She is a girl with long red hair and dark eyelids. He puts together a white coat with ancient magic lettering on his collar and sleeve, underneath which he wears a military uniform-style black jacket and a pleated skirt of checks. The feet are somehow barefoot.

"Huh. That was close, Atrazenek."

The girl distracts her chest and says it out in an arrogant tone.

The girl's words were being thrown behind my back.

Looking back, everyone there - the goddess, Jeremiah, Asura, Melvi, Alphesia, Michi, and Sun Shiloh stood. Other than the goddess and Sun Shiloh, he regains consciousness and opens his mouth to surprise.

While I was out of line because I didn't know what was going on, the goddess, Alphesia and Michi said with their mouths together.

"Attiella!"

"Attiella the Magic God!

"Mr. Attiera!