There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

One line went through the pirate cave compartment and into the ancient civilization compartment. Located at the bottom of the sea south of Marineland. Precisely a large cavity beneath thick mud and rock beds deposited on the seabed. The size is for three Tokyo domes. A gigantic building resembling the ruins of the Mayan civilization, Chichen Itza, or the pyramid of Giza, is built so that it is filled with mitzvahs in its vast large cavity.

The ceiling of the great cavity had stalactites hanging like thick hard, and the stones of the pale old architecture were chipped, shredded, and stretched with dead seaweed adrift through the underground waters that flowed around the ruins.

It is turning away from the stinking cave compartment and smelling all at once. As Lantern Hua's flames lit up the majesty of the great cavity and ancient ruins, the bats and crab herds rushed away as the surprise tide drew.

According to one theory, Chichen Itza and pyramids were created based on this ancient site?

"Ha, wow..."

Looking up at the ancient ruins, Miyama said to represent the overwhelmed and unspoken.

You bet, you bet. Fine Art Design Tachigi, Supervisor Baba, Production Support Masterpiece. Fully impressed, overwhelmed, praised but good.

I had done so for dozens of seconds, but the first person to return it to me was Shoutaku. Shota-kun opens his mouth at the right time, and Taki-san signs the GO.

I nodded, gently rocking the ancient ruins with my mind, rubbing the stone together to make a good sounding ground that sounded like "goggle goggle".

"Another earthquake!

Shota-kun will hold the lamp Hua and be ready for the rockfall, look up at the ceiling and take the position of putting it into defense at any time with the absolute frozen wall Eternal Guard Blizzard.

Mr. Tsuki put in a comm there. The sound quality dial is' low '.

"Can you hear me? Shota-kun? Langhua?

"Ooh!? I'm through! I'm hearing you. I'm hearing you!

"I hear you! Now there's an earthquake,"

I have something to tell you about that.

As he opened the script with one hand and followed the letters with his eyes, Mr. Tochigi created an exquisite voice trying to keep calm while seeping through the rush.

I know you're doing voice training, but that won't do everyone this way. Wow. Mr. Kichigi, even the voice actor seems to be able to eat.

"It won't take long because we're forcing the machine to communicate. Think of this as the last communication. I'll talk to you briefly, so listen to me at once and remember. Good? '

"Okay."

"I understand."

Mr. Tachigi signals by hand as he talks. I aimed my mind at a hand-shaped rock in the Marineland Public Beach Temporary Access Ban.

Then, fix the rock beneath the sea surface with mindfulness to the human form, and move it as if the submerged rock giant were to rise as it stood.

The tourists in swimsuits on the beach made a scene to the 100-metre long rock giant who emerged from the sea as the blisters and waves splashed high above the sky.

Half of them eat bubbles and run away, the other half puts out a smartphone and starts shooting.

No. Everybody run. If this was a real monster awakening, you guys would be crushed to death while shooting.

"The ancient Transformers who were asleep to eliminate intruders into the ruins are awake. Because Sasuke is stopping... '

Around that dialogue, he attacks the rock giant in the direction of the ruins, beating him down with his mind and causing him to fall into the sea. Instead of the earth, it swayed violently to the air, and its vibrations passed to the interior of the ruins.

The rock giant immediately gets up, avoids something he can't see, and pretends to hit something he can't see. He made a light shock wave to match the beating motion and made it look as if the rock giant was fighting the invisible giant Invisible Titan.

But I don't know, it's like I've been doing this for a long time.

... Oh, puppet play. This. Boond the monster and the robot doll! It brings back memories from kindergarten when I was playing to make them fight.

Tourists on the beach are freaking out and panicking, but I'm sorry, this is just a big bund.

"Hurry up - - Artie - - Recover - -, then get out right away -"

Having conveyed important information, Mr. Tsuki lowered the audio quality dial again, and the recorded electrical circuit made a short sound before turning it off.

Oh, my God! The comms are broken!

Now I have to rush ahead with the offense. If you are mottled, a rock giant will storm the ruins, or the vibrations may cause the ruins to collapse. As much as the first half was prudent, the second half gets panicked.

This is something that you sometimes think about when you're a child, and when you're an adult, everyone thinks about it, but it's rare to be able to move towards a goal in full swing.

Injuries, drain, understaffing, time constraints, sudden plans to add.

People have to move on at all times, with all sorts of problems.

So this time limit is also imposed, and the consumption is not restored and hastened. It's not good to be able to spend as much time as you want. It's not a ruin attack, but a ruin adventure is the main purpose, so I have trouble getting too cautious. It's always safe to tap a stone bridge and cross an adventure, but it's boring.

As soon as I got more hands on it and tried to applaud the confusion and rush, Chris, who was packing a tight distance to eavesdrop on Shota-kun's and Langhua's correspondence, hacked around and looked around.

"Uh, what is this, avoiding, eh? Impossible? Scattered, intercepted? Something caught you, yeah?... Lying, right?

"What's wrong, ninja, what did you see?

Chris slowly shook his head to the side when he asked anxiously as he looked up at the stalactites that grazed him with the ceiling whenever the mountain was vibrating.

"Sorry, I can't avoid this"

At the same time as the dialogue, I grabbed up the four of them with my mind, set Langhua and Chris, set Shoutakun and Miyama to throw them into the rapids that flowed around the ruins.

Forced severance. Come on, come on.

The Lamp Hua & Chris women's team was flushed down the waterway and drifted into a room with a carved door with a raised (relief). A corner of the small room had collapsed due to the erosion of the groundwater vein, and it flowed down there (causing it to flow).

The return path is crumbling and impassable, with closed doors on the path to be taken. Huge, thick stone doors about three meters high do not open when pressed or pulled, and there is no opening or closing lever.

However, there are five holes in the door where round objects fit, and there is a massive scattering of rusty medals just about to fit in there at your feet.

Chris watched as he picked up some medals at his feet while Lantern Hua was blowing up the hot air and becoming a human dryer. Each medal is carved with a different animal pattern.

"I've seen this kind of game before. You're the one who opens the medal when it fits. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

Chris appropriately fits the medal in the hole in the door. I shockwaved out the door and gently blew Chris away. You can't do that properly and open it.

"Wow! What did you do now!?

"... so, if you answer wrong, you're the guy with the punishment game. I knew."

Chris got acquainted while Langhua pulled him up.

If you knew, why would you get caught?

"I think I just have to move on through this door. It's a little bit like jumping back into this waterway."

"Mm-hmm. I think so too. I might be able to throw it with that invisible hand again when I get back... and maybe the ruin's defenses work when I try to get in from the front"

"Another defense device? This ruin. Is that all?"

Chris shrugged his shoulder like a jerk. "Again," he said, "but if you guys had attacked me normally, I wouldn't have had to tech in with defenses either.

Chris looked into the relief and started looking for pictorial tips for the correct medal. The relief carved on the door makes one story like a scroll.

It's a mystery that horses are driven out of ruins by humans, meet wolves, bobcats, pigeons, sing songs and open doors to paradise...

I bust it with shock waves again because Chris was stupid honestly looking for and fitting horse, human, wolf, bobcat and dove medals.

It's a misanswer. Think a little more.

"If I were the safety manager of an ancient site,"

The lights Hua said slowly as she watched the relief and was still thinking.

"We don't make a path through which intruders can pass. If you look at the relief and deduce, there's no point in avoiding intruders."

Apparently, Langhua got to the right answer.

Exactly. If you answer the riddle correctly, the door that opens is disqualified as a security system. It is so gabby that there is a password written on the edge of the computer. It's impossible to think realistically. Unless it's also a game that presupposes the player clearing it.

"In other words?"

Unpinned Chris rushes ahead. Langhua said a little well.

"MISSED DIRECTIONS. There are also false aliases for red herring and smoked herring. This door is fake and the real road is apart. Look for it."

Correct. Langhua made good use of her past experience.

Chris reads the air flow to find a small gap and pushes a button hidden in the rock shadow. Then the rock moved and made its way ahead. The two moved on with a high touch.

Brilliant. While caught in the trap, work together to solve it and move on. I'll give you a full score.

Meanwhile, the men's team was also adrift (let) in a room with roughly the same structure as the women's team. There are closed doors, holes to fit the medals, and medals are scattered across the floor.

However, it is the Alv language, Baba's mother tongue, not the animals that are carved into the medal. Along with that, the relief on the door is also in Alv. Alv is a language that is unlike any other language on the planet and is impossible to decipher.

It doesn't mean a lot to relief because it's fake anyway. The recipe for the boiled potatoes is just carved.

Positionally, the men's and women's teams are just opposite the ruins. The deepest part, that is, the goal where the artifact rests, eventually merges.

The two had taken off their wet clothes and squeezed them, scratching them to the rocks and drying them out, organizing them with one pair of pants & scattered coins in a mask on top of each other.

Mr. Tsuki only heard the noise by closing his eyes around the area where the two of them took off their clothes. It should be noted that after about three misanswers, it was blown up.

"You said, this is the last one. It's all five of a kind."

As the mountain was shaking like a cold, I piled up my last coin and said: Shota-kun, who has gained resistance to cold air, counts the coin towers separated by type.

"62, 63, 64, awesome. I have a feeling, 68, 69, 70. Seventy."

"There are five holes to fit the medal. The pattern is 70 squares."

Miyama wrote and calculated a formula on the floor with pebbles. And hold your head to the answer that came out, exactly the color cone that remains on.

"It's roughly 1.7 billion. It'll take 53 years to try every second of it."

"So the total win was unreasonable, and the letter on the door was a hint. Broiled by fire, the answer comes up, right?

"What the hell are you talking about?"

The two of them start to squeeze their wisdom if they don't. You are stunningly caught up in the misdirection of things.

Miyama turns her head there, and Shota-kun is listening to the red herring from Langhua. I thought if I thought about it a little bit, I would notice one of them.

"I read in Sherlock Holmes' story of decryption that the most commonly used alphabet in English is E. That's why they list the letters and use them most often."

"Whatever you think, it's not English."

"…… that! I knew I had to broil. Give me the lighter. I need all my hands broken. Come on."

"I don't hate your Omoshiro remarks, but just get away from the fire"

"What? In the meantime, torturing is a dong on boulders."

"No, this guy is crazy..."

Just listening to the conversation is funny enough, but the women's team has already broken through the door trap and moved on. It's time for the men's team to break through or the timing of their arrival in the deepest reaches will be uneven.

I can adjust a little bit, but if I'm too late, it could be that everything was over when the men's team arrived.

"Mr. Tsuki."

"What could it be? Dressed?

"Pants yet. I think it's time we teco in and move on. What do we do?

It's also hard to keep the bund of transparent giants VS rock giants going forever. A vigilance line has been created on the coast where giant fighting plays are staged, bringing together police vehicles, followed by the press and wild horses.

This lack of crisis. Police get more away from the press and wild horses anyway. Please also be this one who is really letting us fight imminent while taking care not to cause damage in the aftermath.

No, well, I can't say it too strongly because there are intentions here to deliberately show off paranormal phenomena and have Marineland use them as a material to attract even more tourists.

It has been demonstrated in the precedents of Japan and Ireland that paranormal becomes a tourist resource. It would also lead to a deterioration in security, but we can avoid it if we take advantage of the lessons learned by Japan and Ireland, and it is reassuring that Mr. Tsuki has somewhat worked to prevent security from deteriorating in the past six months everywhere concerned.

Mr. Tsuki opened his thin eyes and glanced at the monitor, turning away when he saw the small dirty floral pants on the mountain view and the door that remained closed.

"Right, it's time for you to move on. Sasuke, break down and make way for the earthquake."

"Copy that."

I grabbed a rock giant's foot with a transparent giant, spun it around and slammed it to the surface. A larger earthquake strikes an ancient site directly beneath the slammed sea surface, hitting the door at the right time and causing it to half-break.

Now even fat people have enough holes to get through.

Miyama blew a lousy whistle.

"I did it. I didn't do anything, but I opened it myself."

"What if I'm telling you? This must really break the ruins."

"You've got too many Marineland earthquakes."

"Oh, no. My boss is fighting the keeper of the ruins on the ground. It's a shake."

"Seriously. Hey. You're the boss of Toko."

The two hurried forward as they spoke, but turned back when they realized they had left their clothes on the way.

So I told you not to lose time. I get caught in a trap, don't solve the mystery, turn back on the way and waste my time. You guys are red dots, red dots!

The women's team arrived in the deepest part well ahead of them because the men's team would still be caught in the Motamota trap afterwards.

Well, this happens. The men's team decided to join them in the middle of the showdown and move the event forward.

Yes, a showdown.

It was a large hall supported by many stone columns lined up neatly. On the columns and walls, even the ceiling is majestically sculpted and delicate. I ordered little by little from poor Mimi college students from all over the world, and Mitsuki mixed it and I carved it in.

In the center of the hall there are thirteen staircases, and the climbed out place is a golden throne with a skeleton in a beautiful black robe. On its throne floated a small white medal wrapped in a translucent barrier. It's obviously an artifact. If we retrieve this and get out of here, we're done.

Chris' eyes in the back of the mask with the artifact in his eyes shimmer wisely and look at Langhua. The light, Hua, had her mouth half-opened and looked at the throne.

When Chris returned his gaze to the throne, he was just about to rise with his skeleton wrapped around a black drool.

The very fact that the skeleton moves does not deserve surprise. They were flying, jumping and using superpowers all the way here. Now.

But what matters is that the stones and scattered pebbles laid on the floor are moving so that they can be manipulated by the movement of the skeleton's hands.

We both know this superpower and its power at last.

"Uso, right? This, this, uh uh, okay. It's a coincidence that I threw it into the waterway!? Is that what this is about?

"Oh, no, no, no, no, you can't run away! Give me the protection of your Buddha!

Ancient Site Event, the showdown begins.

A boss skeleton of a mental mind attacked the two of them.