The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

"... oh"

Second, my voice leaked.

A few who were around him turn to the voice, but the man casts his gaze far aside - tens of millions of miles away into the place.

"... Hey Kronos, was there a 'shadow' god in this world?

"... I don't know. At least not in my memory."

He nods at the words of his son, who answers so, and he confirms the signs again.

A small sign so thin that you seem to be too weak to call God and inferior to the average person if you do poorly.

Perhaps even a coarse god would deceive the signs before and miss the 'essence' of it. How many beings can see through that 'cover-up'...

And so much thought he laughs.

"No, if it wasn't for me, it wouldn't even be him."

At least there doesn't seem to be a god who can beat that existence besides himself.

That's what Eloise, Tartarus doesn't even talk about. Even Chronos standing next to me now...... well, I probably can't win.

Not so many heterogeneous signs.

I shook my head immediately wondering where the signs were, even though I thought it was "family".

Families don't get tired of things very often.

So, I'm sure not.

I'm not a family member, a demon, let alone a human being.

Nothing else, the same sign of 'God' as myself.

"Hmmm......, it's a good place for an atheistic world where all of a sudden signs of this level are produced. If that's the case, you know... something happened. Such a curse."

"Ah! Something like that happened. I don't feel it or not!... So, what is it, Tartarus?

"- The Great Curse: Time Retrospective."

Eloise or Tartarus returns that way to his words, to which he slaps his hand as he was convinced.

"Oh, that's it, that's it! Yeah, yeah, definitely, maybe a visitor from a very, very distant future. It's also a super-dozen monster."

This is getting a little fun.

Laughing so, he turns his gaze behind his back.

- That's why it was a hell of a painting that was spreading there.

A giant ghost falling on the earth.

He was slashed and torn in the stomach, lost his arm, and a few percent of his head also burst, not fastening the prototype already.

There were countless spectacles of ghosts around the ghost, trying to fill the earth, but all of them were scattered with life, sinking into a swamp of blood.

An iron smell that turns back.

In the stench of death and the smell of absurd blood that makes no difference when you call it that, a giant ghost rises that was lying down.

"Oh, are you still alive?"

"... Ki, Kisa, Ma... whoa, whoa, whoa! Well, the power, obviously, is not a good sole for one's possession! Obviously comparable to our Lord - '

And I notice ghosts saying that much.

The palm of a man who was at some point directed at himself. to have absurd magic that far surpasses itself there as well.

"- The curse," Tied Chain of Hell. "

As soon as possible, the myriad black chains summoned from the surroundings bind the ghost body to the geese and seal it accurately on the spot.

For a moment the ghost opened her eyes to the sealing technique, but she immediately put her strength into her body, telling her not to lick it, and dragged the chain out of her mind.

I pull off the curse with one flesh.

The man who groaned small at the anomaly - the Divine King Uranos.

"It's going to be kind of interesting right now. If this is going to be any more troublesome, I'm going to seal it for real."

Don't complain.

So he laughed, and he sealed the ghost - the evil brake.

At this moment, this moment.

Choosing to 'seal' rather than 'kill', even if it's a little hassle, causes trouble in the distant future, but that's another story.

"Well, then, let's go and see the Shadow God and his honorable face."

Then he walks out.

The destination is the human world - the ancient kingdom.

Chronos, the god of time and space, Tartarus, the god of prison, Eros, the god of love.

In addition, Uranos, the god king of the whole season.

In the ancient kingdom, the supreme power of this era was about to gather.

"Heb!

I sneezed.

As I tilt my neck to see if I even caught a cold for a long time, I turn my gaze back to the front when I hear Dory sitting in front of me with a deliberate cough.

"So, it's time, okay? We had a condition that we wouldn't intervene with each other, that we wouldn't stick our necks in more than we had to, but at least we had to check the current state of Atashi and the purpose again. Nothing seems to start. So, it's almost time for your magic."

Of course I have no objection.

Because it can't be easy to find a solution to such a paranormal phenomenon as the inability to use magic.

She exhales and speaks loudly when she returns it with her first resort, thinking so.

"First came the first, but the Atassis were 'Shadow People'. The gathering of heretics who were driven, rebelled, and could no longer be in the city with their machines trekking through the table."

That fact I heard someday.

I wasn't paying much attention to being distracted by that wastefully handsome automata, but if I recall carefully, there were definitely people all over the city. but.

"... I've seen that 'table', but it's been a moody night for a long time."

"... I don't know what that 'Otsuya' is, but if you care about it, you can kill this one in no time. Tell him you live in a monster and a place where you can't rest."

Put your hand on the jaw and groan small at the words.

Sure, even if that opponent was human, it's horrible. 'Cause it's like the whole city is overflowing with ordinary people with the same physical abilities as me, right? I only know roughly two such cities.

"I mean..."

"As you can imagine, the purpose of Atashi and others lies in Soko"

Dory grins miserably at my words. [M]

"The purpose of Atashi and the others is simple and lucid, take the top..." Tables "back from those creatures! Create a country where everyone is free to live!

Rowley, who was sitting in a nearby chair multiplied by those words, said, "Ooh!" and poke up the grip. What a cutie.

When I saw it, Dory also looked at Rowley again and loosened her cheeks slightly, but immediately coughed up and went back to the point.

"That's how Atashi and the others operate.... You can't even call it an operation. Is that reckless?

Then I want to say it, I want to say it soooo much.

'Cause it's Gilclass alone. It's a machine, so if you mess with it, it'll break. I'm pretty sure this one's a little weaker, but still, pure combat ability shoulders him.

I came to take back the city against such an army.

Well, that's hard, I guess, to be honest.

"Of course there is, isn't there? The one with the back moves."

To the words, she laughed and showed with pleasure for the first time since she came here.

"- Correct. I was wondering what I would do if I were an idiot trying to fight head-on into that big crowd."

I'm sorry, my buddy who was here first was that idiot.

When I glanced ahead at her with that in mind, she took a single map out of her nostalgia.

"To put it succinctly, here's the operation, 'Top priority for target neck'"

Listening to the words, I drop my gaze on the map.

Probably a 'table' city there. The countless hidden passages that have spread through the city, as well as the back roads, are detailed, and she mouths the fact before me slamming them in the head.

"- Three years ago. Yeah, three years ago. The 'technicians' who create that machine together came to this city. Because more than half of my body was made of machines. - I remember. And it all started when he created those bonkers by saying," For the City "or something. Then..."

"Heal, break or produce that bong cla, hold it down and it'll all stop"

That's such a tall automata.

Long runs would not be possible without the corresponding 'maintenance', plus you wouldn't be boasting all that combat capability without any impetus.

In other words, she is their boss in charge of them - capturing the 'king' present on the table, draining the Automatas of energy and, in other words, taking them to 'starvation'.

"... a highly intelligent automata. If we're bad, we could do something ourselves."

"No, I don't think so. But it's impossible to produce the same individual for how smart he was. It should also be noted that the production of automata, which continues to increase momentarily, will definitely stop first"

- I mean, 'I see the end'.

Before she laughed, I laughed bitterly. [M]

This map - rather than its appearance of creating a hidden passage, grasping everything and leading the people.

That brainchild who worked out an operation that could just flip everything with one hand, and showed it so much feasibility that he didn't actually think it would be impossible to wipe it out if I was there.

First, definitely.

- This man has the same blood as that demon king.

Rowley was staring at me with such a bitter smile.