Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

It was a dangerous place.

I almost accidentally overslept in a few moments - what an overly fluent expression to say, but I almost lost my mind and everything was too late.

It will be thanks to Brad Nectar, who replenished on the brink, and to the intense swing of the earth, that the consciousness that once fell into darkness still returned to the real world within a short time.

Brad Nectar, absorbed in his body, flowed into the "SEAL" glow mark, first aid relieving depletion (igzost), and an unusual earthquake shook his body tremendously, prompting my awakening.

By the time I realized it, about five minutes had passed since I fell. Just five minutes of L.A., just five minutes of waste. In this emergency, the five minutes are worth more than a thousand gold.

As soon as I woke up to the boulder, my hands and feet were paralyzed and difficult to move, but I was still forced to stand up and I decided to return immediately to "Between Queens".

Initially, I was thinking of going back from the regular route through Mr. One's address, but I couldn't say such a long thing when I got here.

While I apologize to Hannu in my heart, I activate the support technique Strength, Rapid, and Protection. Simultaneously activate 10 of each procedure and move yourself to the "Absolute Square" state.

Remove Black Xuan (Ridil) and White Tiger (Flotty) from the storage immediately and merge. He output a deep purple light blade (Photon Blade) from the Tai Chi Emperor Sword (Balmunk) and activated the sword technique "Drill Break".

The shortest route that could be taken, of course, was straight down - the route back to the basement by smashing through the ground.

Regardless, it wasn't like I didn't have the thought of going through the magma again, but I decided it would be somewhat better than going through a volcanic crater in a boulder. Naturally, the battle jacket is in mode "STUCKS". Furthermore, the protection would be sufficient.

In conclusion, that reading had hit me. Unlike when flying out onto the ground, the layer of magma when returning to the ground was thin, and the increase in defense and speed caused by "Absolute Square" pierced everything in an instant.

When I returned to "Between the Queens" as a lightning bolt, I first checked Mr. One's safety.

Whatever the hell the battle was, Mr. One was so profound that "Gigantic" was completely destroyed. He suffered severe burns all over his body on a "giant state" transformed into a black-burned wreck that was also miserable to see.

But he was alive. He lived. I was more than happy with that.

Finally, I also felt like the number of horns growing on my head was increasing, but I decided that was not where I cared now and cut it off.

The decision from there was quick.

I don't know how, but if it's a situation, I just saw it.

Nonetheless, Mr. No. 1 is seriously wounded dying, and Mr. No. 2 and Mr. Third Class are apparently evacuating to a slightly remote location. That's all I need to know.

And more importantly, the Lord of this space - Queen again, Isanami the Underworld.

The moment I saw the beast man with black hair transforming him into a [mass of flames] of the same shape, but I was not greatly surprised.

While I'm at it, I'm so used to [this kind of thing]. [M]

This is Lunatic Babel. That's a place full of irrational irrationality.

Even in the last virtual space, a flock of dragons appeared, citing a two-headed snake (Uroboros) becoming a nine-headed dragon (Hydra), and even trying to become a giant dragon (MidgalsOlm).

Here the winged beast, which was wrapped in flames, rose and transformed into a muscular human form. It was only natural in a way that there would be a next one, rather enough to come up with a feeling of 'what, just a chunk of flame?'.

Therefore, I told him this without any attention.

'Come on, let's go - it's a waste of time. I'll have it over in a minute.'

That was true without lies or lies.

I can't say I recovered, but I helped myself. Just because you drank Brad Nectar doesn't mean that's all Photon Brad does on a boulder. Even burns all over her body were healed by using Heels and Recovery, but her health remained depleted.

Most importantly, "Absolute Square" is too burdensome for my flesh right now. It doesn't necessarily mean you don't suddenly throw up blood reflexes and fall over while you're fighting.

So it doesn't matter who they are or what kind of guy they are.

Take it down as fast as you can with all your strength - that was the best I could take.

"-" Viper Assault ""

Standing in the air with the Skywalker function and sheltering Mr. Wounded One on his back, I activate the swordsmanship ceremony with a calm voice. A light blade of the same color as my Photon Blood stretched out as a living snake, and even the great body became even more gigantic.

The situation is oppressive. I'm the only one who can fight in this place. The life of the island is no longer on the verge of expiration. The enemy has no entity. A flaming gathered presence.

But my mind was calm with wonder.

Amazingly calm in the head, the waves of emotion maintain a very flat state.

Normally, fear and anxiety come from the depths of your chest, or you should be so overflowing with passion and warfare that you are raging wildly and swirling around in your body.

I don't have it right now.

"Drill Break."

Cover the stretched "Balmunk" body of the serpent with a fast spinning punch angle. Because the size of the drill is proportional to that of the sword, something quite gigantic is formed. I activate it at the same time as fifteen, layering it like a triangle cone.

"Air Ripper."

There he loaded the wind blade attack formula, and even roared and wrapped the force of the disease around the spinning drill. Reinforced with Force Boost and stacked fifteen times, the solid air blade turns into a tornado that wraps the Drill Break.

I remember this feeling as quiet and calm as it is now and yet pure offensive impulses filled my whole body.

That was - that was when I was fighting Hydra with Flim and Mr. Ashley.

I threw myself before Hydra's onslaught to save Flim, who was in distress. As a result, I was messed up by nine necks, and at the end of the day I was beaten to the ground.

Later, when my consciousness was blurred, I was possessed by such a pure attack impulse as I am now.

I felt like I was dreaming. Everything was ambiguous, the reality was faint, and it felt like a thick membrane hung on the five senses. My head was calm and ruthlessly spinning because I was not irritated by my surroundings.

An emotionally inaccessible decision. Machine-like combat operations. With the necessary and minimal movement, it just releases emotionally - as if it had become such a machine - an attack with maximum effect.

"Bolt Stake"

Further duplicate attack technique activated. A tornado that reached the ceiling of a large underground space was lightning up. Deep purple light blinks and atmospheric scorching sounds fill the neighborhood.

In the end, I kept beating and destroying Hydra as I dreamed and as my fighting instincts went. I think the self-destruct of the rampage was waiting for me, but fortunately I had a flim. My cousin, who calls herself "Sister," and I am familiar with her, stopped me because she tried her best.

I still remember clearly the shock of the head thrust at that time.

Even now, there is so much hallucinogenic pain in the middle of my forehead.

"" Zuy - "

Shake it so that it is responsible for the "Balmunk", which can no longer be called a sword, and I load the swordsmanship ceremony into the "SEAL" output slot.

Maybe I'm in the same condition as I was then. You're temporarily paralyzed and in a runaway state like a Mad Warrior (Woolvhezin). So making enemies current does not make them more wary, nor does it condone the means of attack they take.

Still, I guess I understand my state of self objectively in this way, thanks to the awesome head thrust Flim gave me last time.

As I said, I have a hallucinogenic pain in my forehead. It's a remnant of the shock, like piercing your brain through your back of your head. That feeling of penetrating your skull like a spear is probably holding me back one step in front of you in a runaway state.

In that evidence, I know exactly what I'm in and what I'm thinking right now, and I'm pretty sure I should be able to get back to my normal self at any given time.

In other words, the state where fighting instincts are activated to the fullest, on the verge of a rampage, is me now.

Even deeper into what is called an ultra-concentrated state 'zone' - perhaps reaching the 'watertight frontier of the clear mirror' where Mr. Rosé refers.

Hence.

"- Slash."

I am not lost in that attack, and I have no mercy.

The swordsmanship ceremony is activated and my following limbs move semiautomatically. A giant tornado surrounded by lightning twisted itself as Hannu's summoned Tenryu, leaping through the universe.

From my point of view, the slaughter of Yunyao (yeah), who has benefited from a reinforcement factor of 1024 times, runs in the sizing of the Pluto, which is also comparable to the superskyscrapers.

In an instant, the word "Z" was engraved on the universe.

"GGGRRAAA-?"

In response to my slaughter, which ran through less than a tenth of the blink, the Pluto could not even react to the fine dust.

I stop in a sword-swaving position and wait for the [outcome] that will happen next.

Swordsmanship Ceremony "Viper Assault", "Drill Break". And the "Zuyslash", released after layering the attack technique "Air Ripper" and "Bolt Stake", first severs the space itself, places it between beats, and then involves everything that was in orbit, twisting and causing it to explode.

"-GGAAA...!?

You noticed our anomaly as now, an obscure electronic sound leaked out of the mouth of the Pluto.

Now he's in a state of fluid where red lotus flames have been gathered. It's not decent no matter how you look at it, and it's unlikely to do damage with a half-breed physical attack.

But as long as he's a "floor master," as long as he's an SB (security bot) in the broad sense, there's always a kernel core somewhere that's a nucleus. That's all for sure.

Then you can smash all of that kernel core - I made that simple and lucid decision with ruthlessness when it came to machines.

That's why it's this attack.

One day Mr. Rosé also pointed out that there was an excessive saturation attack - yes, it folded up a special enough to kill the dead guy again.

"GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Sliced into the trajectory of "Z," the Pluto, who became the burning fire itself, screams so much that it trembles in the underground space.

Naturally. Isanami the Pluto - No, to describe this appearance any longer, it might be more appropriate to use the name 'Kagutschi', which was in the myth I heard from Hannu - because the space is distorted, starting with the marks of my slaughter carved into the body of

It was precisely the [fracture] that was born of the combined surgical slaughter.

Cracks carved into the space itself.

[Hole] empty in dimension.

"GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!?

A black-hole phenomenon, the flame forming the cagweed, is sucked into the cracks of space. He greedily swallows into the distortion of a transparent space as he rips the body of the kagtschi apart.

It didn't take as long as that until his whole body was absorbed and completely disappeared.

"GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-"

Kagutschi's scream broke, puffy. A fragment of the last flame was sucked into a clear [rift] like a sleigh, red scarf, and the giant floormaster lost its shadow and shape.

but I don't keep my eyes peeled away from the space where the cugs disappeared.

The response is too thin.

Too modest for the end of the floor master.

As I was saying, this is Lunatic Babel. There is no way that the person coming out of that virtual space can be a half-breed miscellaneous fish.

There must still be something else - a bright red flame erupted from the air with nothing, instantly swelling up in front of me thinking.

"-GGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

An explosively inflated flame almost instantly returns to its original appearance as a kagutschi, raising the roar of resurrection.

It's a good idea.

This possibility was somehow taken into account at a time when Mr I was scratched. Because he is an imbecile with the Devil's Eye "Moon and Night". There's no way he doesn't realize the existence of a core kernel in Kagutschi's body. And if you were aware, there's no way you weren't attacking.

Even so, Kagutschi was intact and Mr. I was seriously injured.

Then the answer is simple.

[Core kernel does not exist] in the body of the kagutschi.

Normally, I would be in a hurry to confuse the impossible, or out of common sense, but I don't have to worry about that right now.

Swallow the situation in front of you, just emotionally.

It's impossible - because I understand that's Lunatic Babel.

"... Mr. One, I have a favor to ask you"

'- Ha!? Oh, oh, whoa!? Oh, my God!?

"Give me Mr. One's eye, please."

I dared pass through Mr. One's reaction, who was surprised by the sudden call, and I conveyed my request.

There is no core kernel in the huge mass of flames in front of you. But as long as he's an SB protecting this ruin (Relics), it's impossible not to have a core kernel first.

If so, it must always exist somewhere.

If not in the body, i.e. [in vitro].

"My eyes...?

'Yes. Look for his core. Your eyes should be able to see it. For example…'

I was about to say, Kagutschi has set me up.

"GGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Per body with no art whatsoever. But if you think about his enormity and the fact that he's made of a high fever, you can't attack him any more.

"Razor Strike."

I unleashed the swordsmanship ceremony mercilessly. A lightning tornado wrapped around Balmunk is ejected from body to body.

The tornado, which was unleashed, flew like a properly thrown stick.

"GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!?

Earlier, it was a force that created distortions in space enough to annihilate the cagweed. Naturally, the results were almost identical just now. It is caught in a tornado that spins violently, and the flames of the cugs are stripped away and absorbed. As if the candle fire were to be scattered in strong winds, the giant body of the kagutschi disappeared once again.

'- For example, over there. What about the firepillar in the center?

I resumed the conversation as if nothing had happened. [M] It reminds me of the pain when I went inside just to see, the red ball (Ruby) turns his gaze towards the firepillar every now and then.

"Oh, is that it? What's wrong with that... '

'There's a good chance there's an enemy core over there. He was always in there, and when he came out, he wouldn't leave the vicinity. If you don't have a core in your body, the next safe place in this space is probably that one.'

I don't care if they say, "Oh, I've seen it so many times." Now - '

'I think you're hiding it well. As there is no middle area, is it very up there, or... very down there? Especially if it's the roots? Can't you see anything?

'Whoa, wait a minute...?

Skipping the question early on, I essentially manipulate Mr. One.

I don't know what to say to myself, but I feel like I'm starting to think pretty fast right now. As if it wasn't me.

I didn't expect the thought to clear up so far just because there is no extra noise arising from the emotions. The answer to the situation in front of you comes up next to next. It's like I knew it from the beginning.

So it was closer to certainty than to predict that the kernel core of the cagtschi was inside the central firepillar.

"-!? Oh, there it is! There it is, Master Beowulf!! You were right! Further down the root of that pillar! There's a blue and white mass at the root of the tree!

I knew it. Normally, no one would think anything was buried directly beneath that place. I admire the fact that it's a good hiding thing.

But all I can say is that it was a bad idea to always be close and guard the firepillar.

'- Okay, thank you!

The answers have been matched. When I thanked Mr. One, I kicked the force field with the soles of Skywalker's shoes and ran out all at once.

The speed of the reinforcement factor 1024 times is unusual. My flesh smashes through the walls of the air and runs through the universe pulling a belt of white steam from every corner.

Inject surgery into the "Balmunk" at hand to form a new light blade. Point a giant slice of your body at the fire column and take a straight forward stance.

In my vision of traveling at high speeds, the firepillar grows louder every time a crimson tree shines.

But.

"GGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Kagutschi showed up three times to stop me from going. [M]

That too - [from within the firepillar].

――

Kagutschi, who appeared to separate himself from the flames of the brilliant and burning pillars, was not alone, however.

Multiple flame compounds emerged simultaneously.

"GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAAA!! '" GGGGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAWWWWW!!' "GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY '" GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

That number, convenience five.

Unexpected, but I'm convinced. [M]

I've noticed a lot of mistakes.

I was wrong from the starting point.

First of all, it wasn't the black beast with the wings of the flame that I or Mr. I should recognize as the 'Queen'. No matter, he's not the beast man who changed afterwards, he's not the flame chunk in front of him right now.

I'm sitting in the middle of this space, that giant firepillar.

That was the body of the kagutschi - no, [the floor master itself].

In other words, what we have fought for so far, and what is appearing in front of us, is what we should call a family member for escort, or even a decoy. A flock of dragons in the recent Battle of MidgalsOlm, would it be easy to understand?

It is also natural that there is no core kernel in the body of the kagutschi. These guys are not floor masters or anything. It was just a limb.

The body to be defeated appeared before us in dignity from the very beginning.

All I can say is that it was an illusion by assumption, a fallacy of consciousness.

Everyone would think that if any giant creature emerged from the fire column, it would be your destiny.

I don't know if you're after it, or if it's vegan and that's what it is, but it's still Lunatic Babel here.

There is also something about being mean.

"- But the seeds have broken already"

I guess I was in a hurry because my weakness was exposed to the SB. The emergence of multiple kagutschi in the earthen pitch became no more proof of the fact that Mr. One's "Moon and Night View" was not incorrectly viewed.

In other words, the core kernel discovered by Mr. One is not a bluff.

It's real.

"-" Drill Break ""

Then it is decided what needs to be done.

I made the "Drill Break" x 20 work on the "Balmunk", forming a huge rotational angle.

It's about a tenth of a stack compared to the more than two hundred series of "drill breaks" I used against Howell, but now I get more than a thousand times the boost from the physical enhancement (physical enhancement) support formula.

The power is exactly the wrong digit.

"GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY '' GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG '' GGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR '" GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAAA!!' "GGGGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAWWWWW!!

Five Kagutschi go forward to shelter the pillars, and build a fiery wall of fire. I wonder how stuffed the feathers are. The momentum of the flames shaping their bodies intensifies, and even the shades look different. I'm sure the temperature inside will rise extraordinarily and burn out in a flash in something half-baked.

But it's no use.

You can't stop me now.

"Air Ripper."

Grants the attack technique "Air Ripper" x 20 to the layer "Drill Break". The rotation of the drill goes hand in hand with the force of the wind, winding the vortex so much that the layer of air twists. A vast amount of force concentrates on the tip of the punch angle.

"Out of the way, out of the way"

An enormous amount of Photon Blood erupted from my back and accelerated so that my body wrapped in "Stuxx" could be kicked in.

Become a black and deep purple bullet.

It was brittle than wet pieces of paper, such as the walls made by the cuttlefish.

――

In an instant, I punched out five bodies.

The combination of swordsmanship (drill break) and attack (air ripper) - the body of the five kagutschi was kicked without any exchange before the assault spear, which should be called "Air Ariel Break".

It was so instantaneous that I couldn't even scream.

I penetrated the atmosphere, smashed through the flaming wall, and I plunged into the root of the fire column as a meteor.

Boom.

When tens of millions of lightning fall, it makes a loud noise, and [Drill Break] decides on the hard ground. Spray the fragments of the rock like a paper blizzard and wear them at the foot of the fire column.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Fire Column - The floor master body trembled, causing an electronic noise like a mixture of amazement and fear. As soon as possible, fierce flames erupt from the entire firepillar like Ogi, and now there is mass production of kagutschi, which is nowhere near the five bodies.

The number of Kagutschi born at the same time is no longer countable in all eyes. Even if it feels like a glimpse, there will be more than a hundred bodies graciously. I can't deal with them anymore.

And.

"It's too late"

I whine in a low voice. It's too late for everything. There's no way you can keep up with me moving a thousand times faster and digging the ground with a thousand times more force.

Dozens of seconds in body feel time. But objectively, in just a moment, I reached the deepest point where the firepillar was rooted.

A blue-white glow flashing from an empty rift in the ground - a brilliance of the core kernel.

Its center was captured by the tip of the deep purple glowing "Drill Break".

Pachin, and a broken glass response.

'UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

The cry of the Terminator is thin, high, and long.

The crowd of cugs that were trying to capture my back were scattered all at once to dissolve in the atmosphere.

Fire columns, which were emitting brilliant flames, subsided as if they had been watered down.

The ruby-like glow faded in an instant and even clouded blue and black to transform into just a stone column.

Piki, piki, piki, piki, piki, piki, piki, piki, piki, piki. Its sound, originating from the roots, rises as it accelerates and instantly rushes through to the entire pillar. When the sound eventually reaches the apex from end to end and to the ceiling,

The sound of crushing the crystal with an iron hammer echoed.

The appearance of the stone pillar remained unchanged, but inside it, there were signs that [something] had been fatally smashed.

That's the end.

I cancel Drill Break and stop digging any further.

As soon as I did, Shin...... and the silence filled the scene so much that my ears ached.

".....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

After a lot of silence, the first person to open his mouth was Mr. No.1, who was away from the stone pillar.

Regardless, I will not answer that question. Because maybe there's still [more].

But that ended in concern.

My "Drill Break" dug up the roots of the columns, holes about ten melts deep. At the tip of Balmunk, which cancelled the swordsmanship ceremony and was dewy again, there is still a blue and white glowing core kernel.

That, twisting, seeps out of the ground like spring water and slowly rises.

I knew intuitively that there was no danger to the movement.

The blue and white light rising from the bottom of the earth eventually converges overhead, shaping a single sphere.

It's an information embodied component.

Will it have a diameter of nearly ten melts? Obviously bigger than Hercules' and closer in size to Midgals Olm.

I wondered if the giant component was floating in the air for a few seconds, and as I recall, it came down here and was absorbed into my "SEAL".

"- It's over."

With this, I marked the end of the battle.

Kagutschi - or should I still call it Isanami again because it was the firepillar on which it was based - recovered its components, so there are no further developments. If there was, I wanted to think it wasn't in the boulder, although it happened to be a stream that would turn this floating island itself into a floormaster.

I "SEAL" purged all the running processes and canceled the effects of the assistive technique in one place. Status neutral.

Phew, and exhaled in relief, I unconsciously loosened my mouth and continued like this.

'... it's our win. Good luck.'

Haha, there was a few beats before Mr. One reacted to my words I laughed at.

'- - - No, no, no, no!!!

"- Huh...!?

Too intense a shock ran through my ear or my head. If this was my voice, my eardrum could have been torn. That was so much output.

"I won! We won! We won, Konchikhou! Shaolah! Shaolah! Shaolah! Josha olaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

I could easily imagine how Mr. One, though invisible because he was in a deep hole, was still waving his arms back and forth, raising his roar toward the ceiling.

Yes, we did. We won.

Keeping it to myself, strangely enough, Mr. One's pleasure finally gave me a sense of reality.

If you noticed, the ground tremor had completely subsided. The "floor master" Isanami, who was absorbing the island's energy, was shut down, which must have stopped the collapse.

So I feel safe from the bottom of my heart.

Oh, it's over.

"I won! I won. I won! We won, Ola! You've been watching, number two! Third class! Master Beowulf did this to me! Did you see that? Hey!

Listening to Mr. No.1, who boasts to his two younger brothers, I felt my strength fall out of my body.

Whatever it is, it's a lot more of a mess this time. When I realized it, even the clearer, flattering thoughts I had just had, because I made Mr. One laugh, were cancelled, and the likeness of the all-powerful feeling had completely disappeared.

Because of sudden loss of mind, the mode (STUCKS) is also released, returning to the shape of the original battle jacket. Fortunately, the heat in the magma has also completely pulled off, and the temperature is not so high. The clogging, the collapse of the island and the unusual heat in this space were all caused by Isanami. Naturally, if he disappears, it makes sense that the phenomenon he was causing will subside.

Kurakuri, I was dazzled.

No matter how much Brad Nectar he consumed, he was supposed to have fallen down in a state of depletion (igzost) and fought so far in a state he should have. I say that reason pulls in if you can't, but after all, if you can't, a terrible recoil will come.

- Oh, no, I'm getting distracted...

My belly rang, as I recall. They used too many calories. My stomach says, "Give me the rice."

Kakun, and his knee fell out, and it darkened in front of him - oh, this is the usual pattern of fainting, and when he did, Hanu woke up, as usual,

Hannu.

"- Huh!?

I restarted. My consciousness is about to shut down. I force it to cancel and put it alive in my collapsing lower body. Zach, and kicked the ground with a skywalker, and managed to stop on the verge of falling.

"... Hannuh!

Shit. I almost fainted again as I quickly lost sight of it.

That's right. Not yet. He's still being held captive.

We need to pick him up now.

One minute, one second faster.

"- Excuse me, Mr. One! I have a little place to go, so if you'll excuse me!

Put that on the hotline, and I activate the support technique Strength, Rapid, and Protection simultaneously again. Increasing the enhancement factor to Absolute Square in an instant, Skywalker rushed up an invisible staircase.

The atmosphere explodes into too steep a manoeuvre, causing white steam to blow.

In the meantime, as a bullet as an arrow, as a lightning bolt, I made a full dash toward the residence of Mr. Hannu, who would be there.