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Deep.

Kirikiri presses down on the floor with his feet.

There were traces dug up all over her garden.

God's beings do not care about anything other than what they think is important.

Of course, they didn't care about the fine dirt floor where they were standing.

It was after a long conversation.

Now that the gods near the bag have gathered and talked in one place, it may be natural for this kind of damage.

“Hing.”

Kirikiri sniffed and worked hard in the garden. Then I found the wildflowers drawn from the roots along with the lumps of dirt.

Luckily, the trunk is broken, and the roots have not been harmed.

Kirikiri planted wildflowers on the ground again.

Kirikiri was an unusual god.

In many ways, I was also interested in resurfacing.

Instead of returning the garden to its perfect state with her own strength, she waited and helped the garden recover.

“You're eager.”

There was someone who only lived next to such a Kirikiri.

Kirikiri was satisfied with the steps.

The opponent doesn't care about the weeds in the garden, but the efforts of the Kirikiri who keep the garden are being respected.

“One less tail. ”

Kirikiri asked.

“We had to get out of here as soon as possible. ”

The god of sacrifice answered.

Kirikiri listens to the answer and thinks it looks like a lizard.

“I think it was a mistake to put the challenger in contact with the perforated god. ”

The God of Sacrifice worries that unexpected variables will affect his plans.

Kirikiri didn't think so.

If it weren't for the Gods of the Sacred Perforation, there wouldn't have been any gods to run after knowing it was a trap.

“What about the other gods? ”

“The God of Light shines, the God of Repentance still regrets something, the God of Commitment grieves, and the God of Joy rejoices. ”

It was a routine reaction.

The actions of the gods were predictable.

They had only a consistent response in any situation.

The ancient gods of the vaccine that had existed before the Great Feud were more pronounced than the gods of the time since.

“… the god of slowness? ”

The god of sacrifice trembles with a slight tremor as if it were hard to ask.

It was not strange for them to think of what the god of slowness meant.

“The god of balance stands in the way. Everything will be fine until the god of slowness steps forward. ”

“If the god of slowness does, it will collapse immediately. ”

The God of Sacrifice said so, whether he was still anxious.

Kirikiri did not share the same worries as the god of sacrifice.

The god of slowness does not make a move.

It was the greatest blessing in the world.

The god of slowness does not decide.

It doesn't move.

It just exists.

in space and space at the same time.

It existed in the past and the future simultaneously.

So to the god of slowness, there was no concept of a shift or a change in status.

The god of slowness was a god who could not see the world with a first person point of view.

To the god of slowness, the world was like that. There was a self that was a God of slowness with symbols and will.

It was just an idea that the universe was born by accident.

The idea became the strongest since the beginning.

And the gods who followed that creed and those gods made the world today.

Kirikiri did not worry about the god of slowness.

The god of slowness will exist as it does now.

“What are you going to do about Tadatos? Do I have to go back? ”

Kirikiri shakes his head.

The god of sacrifice has already sacrificed most of his sanctuary.

Now Tadatos needed more restraint.

“The gods of the Manchurian Temple are still in trouble when they die. ”

“You don't want everyone to die? Wouldn't the challenger die first? ”

Kirikiri shakes his head again.

Challenger Lee Ho-jae was obsessed with winning and obsessed with it, a terrible god to tie it to the cause.

“If you don't win, you'll run away to avoid losing? ”

Kirikiri shakes his head again.

Perhaps because he sacrificed too many tails, the God of Sacrifice was looking rather stupid.

Kirikiri thought it might be better to give her a rest.

The outcome of Lee Ho-jae's cause was not a victory.

It was the completion of a divine work of causation.

It was not always necessary for processes and results to flow from the past to the future.

“The challenger has nothing to worry about. ”

Lee Ho-jae is already prepared for victory.

That's how I could have gained a cause.

The only concern was the God of order.

To the god of order who had already gone beyond the realm of Kirikiri's perception, I was not sure how causal effects could affect him.

Rather than worrying about Lee Ho-jae's well-being, it was more important to clear up Tatatos' situation.

I needed a strong force.

If we want to scatter the gods of the Manchurian Temple, which will be highly poisonous, we will not do it the usual way.

You will need a very hot method.

I can't even bear to face it.

There was only one very suitable god.

He's even eagerly waiting for God to give him something.

The hottest, shiniest god in the vaccine.

“Ugh... No. ”

Kirikiri raises his hands and pulls down his ears to cover his face.

The opposing Pokémon is a god they really don't want to meet.

It was wisest not to associate with the god, but it needed his ability immediately.

Kirikiri grumbles alone in a trembling field.

*

[Can you handle it?]

“Closer.”

My father and I asked for it.

It was worth the worry.

We were facing each other.

Gods of the Pantheon.

Though it was dwindling down to the number of donations, it appeared to be a Straggler, in fact, it was not.

In the Abu and Abu's virtual system, I shot down an area plane to reduce my number as much as possible.

Thanks to this, we were able to significantly reduce the number as targeted, but the real cult of the Pantheon remained intact.

which suggested that the god of hope is not at all strong compared to the gods of the vaccine.

In fact, the skilled people who ruled most of the universe remained the same.

This makes me feel like I've been inspecting defective goods.

Looks like you did a good job.

Of course, the gods of the Pantheon never seemed to think so.

That was the problem again.

The gods were basically arrogant and lazy.

Of course I did.

It was God.

He was proving some of the laws of the world.

And that characteristic of the gods gave me great confidence.

When I was equally skilled, I didn't have to see the odds between someone who prowled and someone who was desperate to run with poison.

Most of the gods I faced were former, and I was always the latter.

But now the gods of the Pantheon were filled with venom.

Even after I was summoned to the virtual world of my father and wife and experienced the beast I had when I was a monster for a long time.

During the battle, there was a possibility that the low dollars would never be seen.

[Don't be bluffing, why don't you just run?]

Grandma and Giants are coming soon.

That's all I had to do until then.

Meteor shower was pouring from space.

Various attacks were flying in from all over to prevent me from moving with him.

We need to move closer before all escape routes are blocked.

I could barely dig through the Manchurian gods.

It was much better to dig among them than to confront the gods of the Pantheon.

Of course, that didn't mean it was safe.

[We remember our agreement!]

The god of Flexible shouted so loudly and waved his huge arm.

It was an arm that looked like it was dripping like liquid.

It was some kind of venom or something.

My poison resistance was not a viable opponent.

Germany made of its own divine power.

“The treaty is broken! ”

You dodged the arm of the god of flexibility and hurled Ceresia toward the giant body.

“You guys hurt my hairy friend! ”

[Caaak!]

Ceresia is embedded in the body of the Flexible God.

The effect was fatal, though it was as small as a thorn in its giant body.

I was confident I could hold out until the giants arrived.

I was also confident in my skills, but it was also the performance of Sergia that was specialized against my personality.

“Bam, bam. ”

Die, motherfucker.

In fact, you've always hated it.

This was the second time I met him, but I continued to spread a thump as I spoke evil to the god of Flexible.

It's going to sting a little while with the mystics restrained.

I rushed to finish the god of flexibility that couldn't even get out of the scope of the thump.

Then something big falls over my head.

The impact landed on the ground.

The breach on the ground breaks like a sheet of paper, and I fall to the ground of Tatatos, which is a huge pile of dust.

Looking around, I understood the situation.

The gods of the Pantheon just focused their attacks on me, close to the Flexible God.

It seems that he doesn't even care about the comfort of his colleague, Flexible God.

It's too nocturnal.

The god of Flexibility did not react to the successive attacks where the mystics were suppressed, nor to the massive bodies that lay scattered across the ground.

And...

Meteor storms came at exactly where I was.

I couldn't properly defend myself or evade my post.

It was the perfect timing without any errors.

God damn it, is there any short-term predictive god in there?

“Ceresia!”

Ceresia, who was buried in the remnants of the Flexible God, returned into her hands.

I just survived.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The endless falling of meteor showers, I repeatedly bounced back and forth in the air.

After a while, my body fell back to the ground to see if the meteor shower had stopped.

It was a long way from where Meteor Storm hit.

There was a huge tsunami that was raised by meteors over the horizon, so it flew quite far.

The Manchurian gods rush back to the ground before they even know their exact location.

The gods of the Pantheon were shrinking the giant body.

Yeah, that's wise.

The smaller the target, the harder it is to stab her.

Being smaller doesn't mean that God's power is diminished.

Normally, the gods would die soon, but they didn't seem to care how poisoned the Manchurian gods were.

But I was confident in preaching to the public.

A tsunami is approaching from afar.

Soon this battlefield will be underwater.

That'll be fun!

This clay fight, it was really my taste.

“Ahhhh!”

I was screaming because I felt too much.

Whether it was a signal or not, the Manchurian gods ran again.

In reminiscence of the shell game, several Manchurian gods were free to move and simultaneously attempted melee warfare against me in the midst of distant attacks flying blindly.

Looks like they're breathing.

Or someone's in charge.

All attacks were inevitable.

Sharp fingernails of the nearby Manchun Temple flew toward the side face.

You turn your head away from the hand and narrow the distance even further.

I hugged the Manchurian God as close as I could.

My friend, I don't know if you've ever been attacked before.

At the same time, it forms a dagger that pierces the target's shoulder.

Ranged attacks have been targeted at me.

I endured it again.

But the god Almighty, who had been stabbed by Cedria and suppressed by mysticism, could not bear the aftermath.

[Grrrgh……]

Surprisingly, the sound of God when he died was no different from that of a human being when he was stabbed to death.

After killing one, you see another running from the front.

I think they were aiming for a gap between me and a series of attacks.

It's never a good idea to rush in head-on.

You rush towards the Manchurian god, kicking him out.

The kicked god collided with the tsunami's wave that was approaching.

The tsunami cracks as a massive ripple.

And a great wave pours down onto the battlefield.

Shhh.

The Almighty God raised his strength and pushed the water out.

In an instant, a colosseum formed of walls of water was created.

A huge shadow falls into the Colosseum.

A giant ice giant stands over the sunlight and speaks.

“Is it trendy to get smaller? ”

The old lady lets out a silly sound and plunges it straight down towards the colosseum of punching water.

The wall of water surrounding the shock wave must have pushed away.

“What a pity, my king, that you were enjoying yourself without us. ”

Suddenly, she grumbled like me and the Manchurian gods.

Starting with the grandmother, new pilgrimages were added.

500 gigantic giants under your command.

Reinforcements have arrived.

The gods of the Pantheon ceased their attack, surprised by the sudden appearance of giants, or if they needed to debate among themselves.

Or not.

“What shall we do, my king? ”

“Exterminate. Here, the gods do not miss a god, but kill them all." ”

I didn't want to think anymore about what the vaccine was going to do to Kirikiri in this war.

I'm gonna end this damn war right here with my own hands.

The god of hope was displaying anomalies because he was afraid of the aftermath of the war.

But unlike that worry, the war ends today without further confirmation.

And I won again.