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Benante, the leader of Anthrax by being a prophet of God (Belladona).

Tonight's battle was somewhat unexpected for Benante.

I never thought there would be an organization raiding for this day back on the island to perform the sacred ritual, it is the heart of the matter.

Few outside things find out I'm back on this island tonight. It's inviolable relations, something only a handful of people in the top class of Metallica and Megadeth know equal to being half-aligned. And it's unlikely they'll come at us.

So it's a lie when it comes to not being upset at all when the news of the surprise attack comes in.

But that's all.

As soon as I checked, I found out that these raiders were with those who disobeyed Metallica.

Nate Comori, a young man named Rage Ikeno seems to be leading it, but that's not a big threat.

Even though they are elite, they are small organizations. This one is also currently on the island with less fighting power, but different local power. This one has compatriots all over the world who give up the same god. Worst case scenario, reinforcements come as long as you buy time. That's one thing first.

And secondly, a few elites led by a well-known commander are no better.

There's no way I'm gonna lose.

Nate Comori, indeed, in just a few years up to being a Metallica executive is a lot of arm. Let's admit it honestly.

But I was overconfident in my talent, angry with my blood, and I made a mistake.

This battle is more where you want it. Metallica was in the way. I wanted to get that fighting power, but I couldn't even go in. But if you're going to crush what you've been attacking Metallica on your own and send it down to the military gate, you can't complain.

You think he's a slayer? Make me laugh.

I will judge you on behalf of God.

We originally lived secluded on this little island with the God we believed in. I'm just glad that's all.

Yet the people outside have interfered. That's why I fought back. You can't be destroyed. So I got stronger. Outside the island, he eroded the world. And we finally got some stability and peace at the beginning of the tentative.

You think I'm gonna break that? You can't be hit by every emerging organization.

More than a decade ago, Benante's father, who was the chief who partitioned the ritual, was killed by the Guardian. The determination of the young tamed girl to go ahead and sacrifice herself was blasphemed.

The sacred forest was burned, and the heathen mourned the altar with his earthfoot. Various things I've always cherished were judged barbaric and brutal and ravaged.

I won't let that happen again. So determined.

So Benante got stronger. I actively learned about the outside world, of course my ability as a sherman. I gained a way of thinking about surviving the modern world, about winning. You have to know that in order to beat the "outside world" you hated so much that you felt nauseous.

Benante doesn't even have to be cowardly to win. I have no idea what to do, put my enemies down, or defeat them. Defeat them if they are enemies. That's all.

Objectively, Benante's ability to learn and adapt would have been high. My fellow tribes are not as capable of responding to modern society as they are of themselves. It was a natural stream that Benante led Anthrax, who had the ability to be a high shaman and who had the knowledge and wisdom to cross even further with the outside world.

A boy who was pure towards God and rejoiced in his simple raw life, his essence remained unchanged. But he was growing up to be a smarter and more resilient young man than anyone in his tribe.

"... Now it's time for this trick."

With strong determination and passion for God, Benante sits on an altar in the heart of the island and takes command of the battle. I'm sorry about the trick. Now we are going to destroy our enemies at once.

"Benante!"

Shortly before Benante tried to give instructions, one of the tribes, an elderly man, ran out of breath.

"Did you make any moves?

"Half the Warcraft on the West Side (Donnays)..."

His voice is sinking, but Benante had already predicted what he was trying to say much earlier.

"We were attacked by fish people where we were driven into the river, and half of them were devastated. Right?"

"What, why did you...?

Things are confirmed through Fei Long's eyes. It was Rage Ikeno who led the troops that had landed in the rough business of abandoning the airship. He is a beautiful man. Then it's not hard to imagine taking the most effective tactics. Rather than that, the actions he takes can be considered defective for a reason. But I dare to leave it alone.

"In the center, two enemy executives are fighting alone, eating up their power to cover other areas, and fighting each other on the east side. Different?

"... the voice of God, is it?

"Yes."

Benante laughed at the elderly man being taken. Of course, I haven't heard the voice of God or anything. God doesn't talk to me about this. Information on Slayer's constituents is obtained from Metallica. If you calmly analyze that, you'll see.

But Benante lied, I don't think. Because this is how charisma is made.

"Don't worry. Indeed, the enemy's oddity has been successful, but even on the basis of it, the war situation is still five fifths. You won't lose so quickly, and the more time you take, the more disadvantaged they are. That one puts the hub of power into this island and finally each other. On the other hand, there are many compatriots outside the island. And if you have to, I'll fight for myself."

Yes, there's nothing to worry about. Everything is going as expected here. The enemy is now gaining momentum with what reinforcements have come and strange measures have been put in place, but we knew that. The war situation is temporarily five minutes long, but the enemy won't last long. Sooner or later, losing is almost a certainty.

The enemy will know that by now.

I'm glad I offended the bloodthirsty, but I should be able to read here that I struggle harder than I expected and will be blocked in close quarters. In a nutshell, I underestimated our power, and when the battle started, it wasn't supposed to be like this.

Nonetheless, there is one reason why the battle continues.

"Oh, yeah. But is he all right? Kalisama, I mean..."

Yes, because I expect something from him.

"Nate Comori. Evil charisma, you're a man called"

Naturally, Benante knows Nate well, too. Metallica's information was not divulged and confirmed, and the man, a little too conspicuous.

Maroon 5, the man who left Dylan. The man who left Santa Vana in control and left Crimson behind. And in the battle in Manhattan, the man who murdered the famous Slipknot and desecrated the body of his hero while being relayed to television stations across the United States.

There are unknown parts about him, but sometimes we are able to analyze them.

In short, his strength is due to actions and strategies that stray from its normal course of action. The strength and speed of that decision is the only weapon that makes it harsh and outrageous without hesitation.

"Yes, that's him. That guy is hiding himself now. You better be careful."

"I guess. But he'll show up before long. No..."

I know what Nate's after. I'm guessing you're going to approach me in a covert act alone and assassinate this me, the leader. Or I can think of a line that captures me, threatens and subjugates everyone as a hostage.

When I descended from the airship, I did not transform nor attempt to equip myself to escape from the eyes of the flying dragon, but the courage that flew into the air with my body, the mental power that transformed me just before I landed, and the lack of loopholes that immediately concealed me afterwards, I see, they all have to be regular people. But still, I don't feel like losing.

First of all, even if Nate suddenly appeared, transformed and attacked me, even one-on-one, I wouldn't lose.

And in case I lose, still Anthrax won't give in. It is culture and God (Belladona) that we all believe in. I'm just that spokesperson.

Everyone, determination is solidified, and not a single one succumbs to the threat of using my life.

I would gladly die if I were to be taken hostage and used as a threat material.

And before that...

"I have a hand in ending Nate Comori, and it's already activated"

Benante laughed thinly and told the facts.

Nate Comori. You do have a certain strength. But the only reason I've ever won is because my opponent was "just".

I'm not. If I am for what I believe, if I am for what I protect, then I will not choose the means. Evil. And that's why I can read your behavior.

Know. That you're not the only evil in this world.

Benante quietly waited for the moment when his trap would take his prey.

"You're about to be weak for an hour..."

The Ning man was lost in the darkness of the night and confirmed his time as he went alone through the woods.

The trick is done while traveling on a airship. The battle is in the next hour. If you can't drop Benante in the meantime, you lose.

I'm not sure what the situation is because I'm blocking communications, but Tsurgi, who allowed me to transform, should definitely be struggling for me, and even temporarily bouncing my disadvantage due to Ikeno's command.

All we have to do is fight time.

Ning people kill their breath and move on. I know transforming makes things easier, but I can't do that. Because you can't fight a warcraft right now. If that makes you incapacitated, you lose this fight.

I don't know when the Warcraft will strike. There are some mental and physical tough things to go through the woods at night alone, but there is no clumping.

This time the enemy is a little different than usual. It's not like I'm on the side of justice.

Prophet Benante. From the time I was in Metallica, I had all the information I could ever know about him as an enemy to fight, but I couldn't be alarmed.

In order to defeat him, we must continue this march of only one.

If we can put Anthrax under control, Slayer can conquer the world at once. You have to win.

"... If this is over safely, I'll go for a drink with Ikeno..."

Secondly, crush that. I hate him and I have to settle for him sooner or later, but if we can accomplish all this together, maybe we can try that.

"... I knew I'd stop."

Apparently, he's genuinely tired. I've been thinking about something weird. We have to hurry before that happens.

It was the next moment when Ning thought so.

From above my back, I heard a sharp wind cut.

And at the next moment, a burning pain runs on my back.

I noticed a little late. This was slaughtered.

Someone with accurate knowledge of this location jumped from above. And he was slashed in the back.

Ning tried to look back but couldn't. Faster than that, because they hit me on the side.

Sharp thoughts and pains, the right hook by the exact form accelerated by the thruster gently blew the Ning Man and slammed him against the Daiki. It was a little too strong an attack to eat in an untransformed state of life.

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

The Nings check the raider's face as he slips off the beaten tree.

Long for an even physique. Cut long, cool face. A confident look at all times.

White and blue colored armor thrusters and blake blades with dull light.

There was that man.

"Don't feel bad. Komori."

The voice is as clear as ever, and I somehow know it's popular with women.

"... pond... wild..."

In two attacks, the Nings looked up at the face of a man who was totally on his feet and was unlikely to be able to stand up for a while, so he joined the company at the same time and is now supposed to be a co-owner.