Seeing the change in Theodore, some were wary, some were astonished without knowing what it meant, and some looked intrigued to watch what was going on.
"I'm going to activate the garden and contain it. I'll narrow down the boundaries of the junction and try to fill the door with the underworld"
Koko proclaims and begins to cast a spell.
"I see. Do you suppress distortions in the space of doors that you try to open?"
Whimpering, Junko sees if that can be done.
For example, no matter how many spaces in the material world are manipulated by the capabilities of spatial manipulation systems, there is no way to interfere with a literally different dimension of the underworld. And right now, it's hard to stop Theodore from trying to interfere correctly.
But the garden of the pigeon is the kingdom of the image. It can also be called the technique of bringing different areas of the dimension into space normally at that point. In other words, close to the spiritual world. That's why Junko had made him refrain from expecting tiredness and Midori to project schizophrenic bodies while the garden of Junko was acting.
"Eh... no. I can prevent it somewhat, but in the garden of my children, it's too gabby to fly."
"You mean flying, spirits?
That's what Junko puts into his words.
Evil spirits.
Koko nodded with a serious face.
The spirit, so lost and so strongly materialized that it appeared to be a weakly inspired person, overflowed both indoors and out of the room and went wild.
A friendly number of translucent faces, faces and faces that fly all over the space. They are all distorted into either distress, sorrow or anger. It sure doesn't look like anything but evil spirits.
Tired and Midori quickly forge a bond, then extinguish the spirit with the pure flame of Shizuno shining in the emerald.
"What's going on?
"Frightening. It's full of haunts."
The thirteenth, eleventh and seventh came. And there appeared a great many spirits in the room that they had withheld.
"Come on, over here! Enter the kingdom!
Tired speaks sharply. In the direction of being tired, pale light walls are occurring.
Clones pulls over to the tired side.
"What is the kingdom..."
Hot Jiro groans. Surely around us - inside the walls of light, the Spirit does not lean. But only on the side of Theodore and Mario, there are obviously spirits drifting. Outside the wall of light.
"You can't, Jiro Hot"
Tired controlled the heat Jiro who tried to drag Theodore into the junction.
"It's Theodore himself who's bringing in tons of spirits. You can't put that in the junction. Can't you see you're desperately wiping out your spirit with me so that Theodore doesn't harm you?
Tired, Hot Jiro grips his fist and stands on the spot.
"It's not just the spirits, it's the remnants of the thoughts that are wild"
Misaki says.
Neither the spirit nor the remnants of the thought will at least be possessed by Theodore and Mario, but they will be purified from one end by the flames of Emerald with tiredness.
"I don't have any kiri. You'll be pressured into numbers as you are."
"Heh, pure sister, a fundamental solution, come up with it quickly."
Tired and Midori complain in a spicy voice.
"Who would Midori interfere with your spirit, Theodore?
"Hey... I already did that one. Wow. It's very hard. Right now, there's a blank in her head."
To Junko's suggestion, Midori shakes the first time.
"What happens if we stay like this? It's not gonna be a lot of trouble."
Truth turned to the wheel and asked. Pay attention to the other faces as well.
"I can think of several cases. The best result is that Theodore ends up bringing Mario's soul back, but it could fail and just end up creating a hole that keeps calling out tons of floating spirits. It is unclear how long that hole will last. Or we can all think of being dragged into the narrow realm between the afterlife and the world"
"I mean, there's a good chance something's going to happen, so we have to do something about Theodore."
It was Biton who said that. Slightly murderous.
"Are you willing to kill Theodore and solve this? I was in a position to protect you..."
Hot Jiro asks Biton in a chilled tone.
"If we're all going to die here, we're going to have to, right? That's the right decision to make."
Biton tells quietly.
"No, it's still too early to make that decision"
Friedman said in a powerful voice and saw Hot Jiro.
"Hot Jiro, you can break this desperate situation."
Some of the people on the spot were mute to Friedman, who laughed and said out. I figured out his outlook, and I was stunned. Jiro Hot was also out of line.
"Awaken, just like Theodore. Hot Jiro. You may also awaken as an dependent child to connect the world with the afterlife, so that you can send your consciousness to the side of Theodore's consciousness and help him. It serves to contain him on the run, and the two of us control the gates of the underworld. Come on, do it."
"Come on! Shit Grandpa!"
"Bubba!
Mika, with her anger, fisted Friedman's side.
"Although it is obvious that Professor Friedman has a lower heart, that's not the most realistic way. Except it's extremely dangerous for him."
Misaki looks at Jiro Hot and says.
"You, Yukioka, the partial clone of your brain, are supposed to pull here. And there's no way I can get through this level of predicament. You should believe in your power and go. See, now you kick it."
Speaking, Misaki takes out the wine and pours it into the glass, offering it to Jiro Hot.
"I've never had much booze."
That being said, Jiro Hot receives a glass and flips at once. So I decided to be ready.
(I'd like to believe it works, but I'm still anxious. No matter how many Yukioka clones your head is, Hot Jiro is Hot Jiro. It's different from Snow Oka)
True I think as I look at Hot Jiro.
"Unpleasant."
The wheel squeaks.
"This one doesn't taste good either..."
"Hehe, doesn't your body suit your mouth when you're a child?"
Fumizaki smiles at Hot Jiro, who smiles at the taste of the wine as much as he wants.
I knew immediately why I said the wheel was not good.
Until now, the spirits, who had only drifted through the air, were attacked in unison. Inhibited by the junction, or by exhaustion and Midori purifying inflammation, though.
That's not all. What is not a floating spirit also began to materialize. Those aren't even people. They have an appearance everyone knows about. The so-called demons of ghosts began to emerge, who were terribly shaped people with horns and fangs and gold bars, black people with horns, wings and tails, horse faces in people's bodies, and dogs with three heads.
Furthermore, the number of shaped evil spirits distorted by anger and distress increases. They point a clear gaze of hatred at the living on the spot.
"Is this also the result of the connection between the afterlife and the world?
Truth asks the wheel.
"No, of that boundary - it seems to have connected with even the worst part of the tache. Right. If you're going to choose the most worthy word in the world, you can call it hell."
Some fight for the answers of the rings.
"Well, actually, there's no hell in the afterlife. But - in a narrow world with this world, it exists. Should I also say that it has been made out of people's collective unconsciousness? There also exists a falling soul there. You deserve to call it hell, because all of that is evil. If you've killed anyone, be careful. [M] There's someone in there that you killed who could still come at you with a grudge."
"There's plenty of us."
"I'm not around that much, but I hear there are a lot of real sisters, real brothers and fathers. Ababa."
When I heard the words of the rings, Junko and Midori laughed furiously.
"You're not laughing there..."
"Right..."
No. 2 pounding and grunting as he pulled, and No. 13 hitting the gavel of agreement.
"It is an object that has arisen in the narrow realm between matter and spirit. As long as it continues to be in people's minds, it can be said that it exists forever. In other words, as long as we don't converge things, we keep boiling"
Continuing description of the wheel.
"If the product of the image is the other party, the bond I put up won't go through. It only protects you from the Spirit. Be careful."
Tired warns.
"If the product of the image is the same as what Koko was calling for, wouldn't our attack work too?!?
When Mika screams and pulls the gun out, I'll try and shoot her. Three dogs shot - Cerberus - fall screaming.
"Whatever the spirit is, don't let a physical attack work on this one. I think I can help you."
True saw the son of a bitch.
"Aide to Acknowledging the Points of Agreement"
Kiko activates the procedure. Massive beasts of image appear, attacked by ghosts and demons. It happens to be a brawl, and the walls of the room are broken.
"Hot Jiro, you hold our fate, so here's one, please."
"Okay."
Speaking to Junko, Hot Jiro nodded with a ready face.
"If anything goes wrong, let's evacuate to subspace"
"Do you want me to put Theodore down? Well... when it's finally over, there's no choice."
"That would be better than killing Theodore."
As we fight, tired, true, says Misaki.
(I'm not going to kill you, but I'm going to kill you.)
True thought to Misaki's dialogue, but not to his mouth.