Chapter - 494 - That Afternoon (2).txt
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[494] That afternoon (2)
The laser shot into the sky through the Valhalla action instantly reversed cause and effect, concentrating Amgu's magic in the sky 6,000 kilometers in the sky.
Amgu borrowed the battery of God's Particles and sucked in mass at an terrifying speed, and finally a spear of light with a mass of 10 tons was born.
The planet's gravitational force pulled its 10-ton mass strongly, and light with great kinetic energy began to ram straight down towards the spire of Arabot.
Time left until the destruction of Heaven.
18 minutes 42 seconds.
'no! As it is… … .'
Ikael looked at the sky with a blank expression.
The Valhalla Action moved Shirone to the entrance of Arabot in an instant, and the thickness of the laser fired from there was enough to pierce the sky.
If Shirone's magic is true, heaven will perish.
'How can I stop it?'
While she was concerned about the safety of Heaven, nothing mattered to Faiel, the archangel of annihilation.
It simply flew towards the place where Shirone was in order to remove the impurities in front of it.
Ikael knew that it was to kill Shirone.
However, no matter how much the original concept was extinction, it was questionable why Faiel was so reckless.
'What is at the end of this war?'
In the message Faiel left behind, the true intentions of Ankera, who had banned the activities of angels and reinstated himself as the archangel, must have been hidden.
"Shirone… … ."
Faiel was already closing the distance with Shirone by more than half.
Since he had intended to kill her from the start, if left alone, Shirone would just disappear into nothingness.
"Keugh!"
As I thought about it, Ikael's asteroid began to vibrate at a terrifying speed.
She made a resolution every time her mind was shaken, but she finally realized it in front of the reality of absolute death called Faiel.
The fact that something bigger than heaven might be nestled in lost memories.
Super Magical Amplification Ataraxia.
Ikael clenched his fists and inflated his halos.
Hey hey hey!
The spectacle of light striking a huge magic circle hundreds of meters in diameter is truly heavenly beauty.
She mobilized all available mental power to reveal the original concept, and poured that mighty amplifying power into a single thought.
'I need to get my memory back!'
A piece of memory that Ankera erased.
What remained at the edge of the disconnected thought was only a small signal that could not even be called language, but Ataraxia amplified it more than 200 million times and filled the mind with a perfectly clear image.
"uh?"
As the only remaining image swept over his entire body, he began to repair the bluntly ripped off memories on his own.
The archangel's thought advanced so fast that it could be called light, and finally, all thoughts were perfectly united into one history, as if a new highway was connected to a broken bridge.
"ah… … ."
Tears, clear as light, flowed down Ikael's cheeks.
Aaaaaaaaaaaa!
The bitter cry of the noblest angel in the world shook Arabot.
'How, how could I forget?'
A miserable feeling penetrated his chest like a dagger, and his mind spewed out like blood.
Shirone.
and guffins.
Compared to the life he has lived his whole life as the first angel and the head of all angels, the time he met them is only a moment.
But for Ikael, it was the most beautiful and brightest moment in her time.
Only that memory can exist.
So, if you lost that memory, you were the one who didn't need to exist.
I never thought that the result of choosing for Shirone would eventually ruin everything like this.
'Ra is… … .'
Where are you trying to lead the whole world?
"Shirone eh eh!"
Ikael suddenly came to his senses and spread his wings of light.
In exchange for regaining her memories, she had exhausted most of her mental strength, but she managed to squeeze a bit of power and fly to my Shirone.
When he looked down, Faiel had already arrived in front of Shirone and was gathering the energy of extinction in his hand.
"Are you running towards your own death? Well, that would be the limit of humans, the Nephilim."
Shirone gritted his teeth and glared at Faiel.
It took 10 minutes to pay while changing the cause and effect with the Valhalla action.
The risk wouldn't have been this great if only God's Punishment was cast, but it took much longer than expected to move to the coordinates where you could hit Arabot's Spire accurately.
'No, it's made with this.'
He could not save Peope, who had dedicated his entire life for him, and was almost killed by Ikael, whom he had expected to become a spiritual refuge for the rest of his life.
I thought that since I had completed my mission, it didn't matter at all from now on.
'Amy, I'm sorry. Everyone… … .'
Remembering the faces of the precious people she left behind in her hometown, Shirone waited for the coming death.
"Go away, insignificant being!"
The face made up of light and darkness hidden behind Faiel's hood twisted grotesquely, and the darkness made of particles burned like a flame.
As the power of extinction raged and was about to swallow Shirone, Ikael caught up with Faiel by a narrow margin.
"No eh eh eh!"
Aaaaaaaaaagh!
When Ikael, who blocked Shirone's way, activated his power, the concept of extinction and amplification collided and the whole area was shaken.
'Ikael?'
Shirone looked up at Ikael's face, who was two heads taller than her.
He wasn't sweating, but his complexion was pale and his eyes were haggard.
Even so, Ikael tried to smile for Shirone, but soon that expression turned into sadness, apologetic, and sorrow that surpassed everything, conveying the sorrowful feelings as they were.
"I'm sorry."
Ikael said everything that cannot be expressed in words with his eyes.
"sorry. Shirone… … ."
The moment she saw Ikael's tears, the same tears flowed from Shirone's eyes.
Possibly the same ingredient, a cozy feeling that makes you want to be lost in such an illusion forever begins to inject moisture into Shirone's sensibilities that have dried up through the war.
"Shirone, you… … ."
Aaaaaaaaagh!
Before he could finish his words, Ikael's body was thrown to the side.
After she disappeared, Shirone saw Faiel with an angry expression in her field of vision.
"This is Ikael. Fallen filthy archangel. How far will you go to destroy the existence of angels?"
Shirone tried her best to move her body, but there was no way to violate the principle of equivalent exchange.
"It won't matter."
Faiel turned his head to Shirone again.
"It's enough when both ugliness and nobility disappear."
When Faiel attacked Shirone again, Ikael, who fell to the ground, jumped up and blocked the way again.
"Keugh!"
It was the only thing she could do, having exhausted her strength in exchange for remembering Shirone.
But now, even Faiel didn't care.
As if to overwhelm him with only power and concept, he poured his ability of extinction into Ikael in front of him.
As the dotted smoke of darkness enveloped Ikael, like a swarm of insects, her asteroid gradually began to lose its light.
"Huhhhhhh!"
I desperately tried to hold on, but Ikael's expression clearly showed the shock of the angel's presence being erased.
'Ugh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Aaaaaa!'
Shirone shed tears as she looked at Ikael.
The feeling of having no choice but to watch someone you love die without being able to lift a finger or burst into tears was the final destination of the most miserable emotions that humans can feel.
"It's okay, Shirone… … . are you okay."
Ikael's smile was beautiful.
It was the most beautiful smile in the universe.
* * *
Armin, Siena, and Kuan arrived in front of Ingris' portal and waited for Ethella to arrive.
Zulu, who went to save the metagate, had to meet him separately outside, but he needed a disk to extract the coordinates from the Akashic Records.
"It is strangely late. I don't know what happened."
Ethella must also know that time is running out, so even if Ya-maeng had broken his promise or failed to keep the contract, it would have been normal if he had arrived at Jebul by now.
"Let's wait a little longer. He's a nice person, but he's not so clumsy that he can't make sense of things. I'll be back soon."
Siena still believed in Ethella, but a bad feeling was triggered in her head as well.
Bishop of the Karsis Monastery.
Heaven is definitely a place teeming with beings so powerful that you can't even roam around comfortably with normal skills, but there's no way you can't do it, at least to the extent of avoiding a fight and carrying out your mission.
Even when Gaold first formed the team, it was proven that he prioritized Ethella over himself.
'What the hell happened?'
As Siena's thoughts began to creep in with anxiety, a muffled scream came from Ingris' hallway.
"Kurrrrr!"
All three heads turned at the same time.
Just looking at the ferocious shape of the shadow that came out of the corner at first, I could tell that it was not a normal enemy.
"what?"
It was a creature they had never seen before.
But I would have felt the same way no matter who I brought to this place.
Garas, which has no clear species characteristics, expresses its appearance only through the biological characteristics of its mother, and the only fixed and unchanging traits are a protein arch and a tremendous desire to reproduce.
The shapes of the dark ones were different, perhaps because of this, but they all had their own unity because they were all subordinates of night blindness.
It was two meters tall, with dark skin covered in slime, long knees with reverse joints, and a twisting spine with a tail full of bumps at the end.
"Kikiki! It is breeding!"
Basically, because human traits were grafted, language was not a problem.
However, what was different from the kings of breeding who were born at the headquarters of Resis was that they were all strong men with telomere level 5 or higher.
The moment she saw Garas' eyes, Siena got goosebumps.
It was completely different from living, but it was a terrifying fear that I couldn't help but feel instinctively as a woman.
ice cloud.
A freezing haze rose around Siena.
The rapidly cooled air froze into ice crystals that splattered like glass dust on the floor.
The fact that the warlike Siena cast defense magic before even competing with each other could tell the extent of the shock she felt.
However, the fear was controlled by the sorcerer's cool reason, and the will to fight burned in the eyes glaring at the evil lust.
'Cheeky things.'
The person who sensed Garras' disposition and felt the most displeased was Kuan.
He was already burning with vitality, and he gripped the handle of his sword stronger than usual.
"I'll take it… … ."
The moment Kuan tried to block Siena's way, Armin preoccupied the position first.
"Stand back. There is no need to drain your energy in a place like this."
With Armin's stop, any enemy can be blocked.
However, from Siena's point of view, Armin's overprotection against an enemy that was neither an angel nor a Mara was unpleasant.
If I had to add one thing to that, the gaze of Garas, who looked down on me, was annoying enough to make me nervous.
"I'm worried. Just this much… … !"
"Kiaaaaa!"
Dozens of Garas screamed.
The roar of hundreds of emotions mixed in a single sonic wave is an inherent characteristic that no creature can imitate.
The three people who were exposed to the desire that emotionally overwhelms humans were very tense.
The powerful vitality of telomere level 5 plus extreme desire added to the explosive movement of Garras.
ice dagger.
From Siena's frozen cloud, ice knives that turned into daggers were scattered in all directions.
The magic cast by a certified 5th level wizard was fired without a break, and the approaching glass bounced off each one.
Ting! teeting!
As the Garras shrank their bodies, their uppers hardened and shattered the ice swords.
Although he is pushed back by the shock, he is not fatally injured.
Even Kuan's sword was deflected by the resilience of chitin.
'Damn it!'
It wasn't as good as Ringer's armor, but it was humiliating for a swordsman to have a mediocre creature block its own attack with its body.
Absolute Zero.
When Siena's most powerful magic, Absolute Zero, was cast, the glass began to freeze one by one.
As Kuan's sword took effect, fragments of frozen Garath flew in all directions.
in the middle of that open view.
A man was standing.
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Chapter - 495 - That Afternoon (3).txt
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[495] That afternoon (3)
"What is that again?"
Kuan was the first to show aggression and approached.
Although he was human, he was a man with a strange impression that seemed to fall short of the standard.
"I am… … What were you born to accomplish?"
His features were shabby and ugly, and the exposed skin from the neck down was covered with the chitin of Garras.
His fingers were pouty, as if they were wearing steel gloves, and thick, sharp hair grew like a porcupine.
Nephilim, nameless (unnamed), who was born by Adio, the angel of achievement.
From the moment he was born, the name was not important to him who came all the way to this place following the question in his heart that had been placed like a calling.
As Moo-myeong looked at the sword Kuan was holding, he opened his hands wide, and the light exploded in front of his palms, and before he knew it, two swords were lifted.
Kuan raised one eyebrow and looked at him displeasedly. Nameless raised his sword and said:
"What is the name of this object?"
It was strange that he implemented the sword without knowing what it was, but Kuan was honest.
"It is a sword."
"It's a sword. How do you write it?"
"If you ask me how I write… … ."
Kuan pulled out external gravity and threw himself.
"I'll answer that it's written like this."
Kuan's body, which had eaten the rapid rotation, swung the sword in front of the unknown like a top.
At that moment, the nameless realized.
The fact that that sword would sooner or later slit his own throat and drop his life.
bang!
A pair of nameless swords blocked the way, and Kuan's sword struck above them.
Neither technique nor tactics, just defense to sustain life.
It was only thanks to the physical condition inherited from the angel and Karas that he was able to block the sword of the Kaizen Swords Academy instructor.
Sparks flew as the blade scratched the blade, and Nameless' body was pushed back and crashed into the wall.
He managed to keep his balance and mumbled something with his head lowered, still not loosening his defenses.
Kuan felt rather strange at the bland response.
'Don't you know swordsmanship? Then what is it, the intense feeling of strangeness when I first saw it?'
After finishing his thoughts, the nameless head finally lifted.
"I get it."
"what?"
Kuan grabbed his sword and strode away.
"What is a sword?"
The nameless figure disappeared from Kuan's sight.
Since all the functions of the schema were Kuan focused on the movement, it could not happen just because it was fast.
Searching for traces of the missing enemy, Kuan's pupils were fixed deep on the left.
kang! And the swords clashed again, but this time the situation was completely reversed.
'Can't you react?'
Is human thought really infinitely free?
It was a topic that never left Kuan's mind from the moment he grabbed the sword.
And the conclusion he had reached while swinging his sword was clearly 'not so'.
Human thinking seems free, but when a truly free being looks down, it is extremely mechanical and bound to patterns.
In order to overcome the limits of that thought, Kuan has been practicing movement throughout his life and has reached the present state.
But now, the unknown movement transcended even his thoughts.
'Swordsmanship… … Did you know?'
Suddenly, such a question crossed his mind, but Kuan quickly changed his mind.
It's not like I already knew it, but I'm growing as I clash swords.
'No, this is indeed an evolutionary level.'
Explosive swordsmanship growth or enlightenment that could not be explained otherwise.
The nameless twin swords gradually began to wield in a trajectory that deviated from Kuan's common sense, and inflicted fatal wounds on Kuan's body in just five minutes.
"Keugh!"
Kuan, who had been cut in the chest, rotated to check the approach and retreated to the end of the hallway.
The humiliation as a swordsman hurt more than the wound in his chest.
If he were the first to pick up the sword today, he would have caught up with all the achievements Kuan had achieved in 30 years in just 5 minutes.
'Is it possible?'
Nameless is a Nephilim who is a hybrid between the Angel of Achievement and Karas.
Through this deformed crossbreeding, which may be the first in the history of heaven, new traits were manifested in Nameless.
As the spirit of an angel pursuing a lofty spirit was combined with Garas, all transcendent desires for reproduction were converted into desires for achievement.
If Garas only pursued reproduction, what constituted the spirit of obscurity was only the understanding of technology and a deeper realm that transcended it.
Ignorance was breaking through at a tremendous speed the barriers that a human being would have to overcome over many years through ceaseless training.
I want to do better. I want to do better. I want to do better.
Like a hole that sucks in anything, the obscenity took Kuan's 30-year swordsmanship intact and sublimated it to a higher level.
In the face of an attack whose realization was reflected in his swordsmanship, Kuan was only in a hurry to defend.
'I can't do this! It can't be like this!'
He clenched his teeth and desperately endured, but the unknown swordsmanship was more tenaciously surpassing the limits of his ideas.
"We have to help!"
The moment Armin and Siena were about to cast a spell on Nameless, Kuan shouted with the momentary composure obtained by wringing out all kinds of hair.
"no! Run away!"
Only those who have personally fought can understand the fear of unknown.
However, it was after Armin and Siena had already taken action.
Armin cast flicker magic to distract the unnamed gaze, and Siena fired seven ice spears at the same time.
Thanks to this, Kuan was able to escape from the brink of death, but he knew that the cost would be many times greater.
Anonymous, who spread the distance to avoid the ice spear, immediately showed interest in the magicians' skills.
"What is that?"
A high level of improvement far beyond human imagination hit the brain of an unknown person.
'Would! Would! Would! Would!'
That colossal desire raised all of the functions of ignorance beyond their limits, and the Spirit Zone opened immediately.
Armin, who felt the unknown Spirit Zone with synesthesia, was on the verge of getting goosebumps.
It is not simply finding the focus of the mind.
'I opened the Immortal Function.'
The unknown who cast the flicker magic went back to Armin and swung his sword.
In front of his ability to use the spirit zone and schema at the same time, Armin leaned back with a feeling that his hair stood on end.
When the sword missed, Nameless immediately cast magic and fired an ice spear at Siena.
Only then did Armin realize why Kuan couldn't even use his hands and had to be pushed back.
'damn! How can a creature like this!'
It is a foul.
No genius can instantly copy the magic of freezing used by a certified 5th grade wizard.
But it was just an emotional resentment, and in fact Armin knew it.
The fact that there is no such thing as cheating in this world.
If you have already been born that way, no matter what bizarreness it contains, it is just reality.
'I can't escape as long as I've mastered the flicker magic.'
Armin's cold-hearted mind in front of a living creature he experienced for the first time in his life did not catch the standard of judgment.
The only possibility is to mobilize all forces right away to eliminate the nameless.
However, if the growth rate of obscurity exceeds his expectations, it was them who would rather be eaten.
Even so, it would be appropriate to choose the former, but in a situation where the risk of Siena was guaranteed with a high probability, the judgment would be different.
'We have to save Siena. No matter what the cost of her, she has to return to her home as safe as she is.'
That was the only gift I could risk my life to give to my younger sister whom I had loved all my life.
Armin rolled on the floor hugging Siena, who was unable to even use his hands in front of an unknown, chaotic movement.
"Isn't there anything more fun?"
The moment Nameless rushed in with his mad eyes raised, Armin realized what he had to do.
'I'm sorry, Kuan.'
At the same time as the nameless sword drew an X, Armin put a stop magic barrier around Siena and himself.
"Huh!"
Moo-myeong hurriedly stopped the sword just before it was stopped.
It was an action that was absolutely impossible with normal inertia, and was only possible with the unknown realization of ignorance.
'What is this?'
The unknown Spirit John immediately analyzed the abnormality of the stop magic and transmitted it to the brain.
Even if I had moved forward a little more, I would have been tied up in a place where time stopped.
Armin hugged Siena and looked at the nameless beyond the barrier with a nervous expression.
Since the inside of the station field was emptied, the two of them were free from the timeline, and they intended to take Siena and run away as soon as they saw the slightest opening in the unknown.
'If you get to the stop… … .'
Just thinking about it is terrifying.
Maybe I should have died right here.
However, for Armin, who only Siena was everything, it was an option that he didn't even have to choose from the beginning.
"Hmm, that's it, right?"
Moo-myeong savored the stop's force field for a while, then opened her eyes and cast magic.
As Armin and Siena watched with nervous expressions, Nameless's head gently tilted to the side.
"what? can't you?"
Armin's heart, which had been beating like crazy, calmed down for a moment in a sigh of relief.
* * *
"Don't think that this is over. Ra will never tolerate your existence… … Keugh!"
With a popping sound, another ordinary angel exploded with Satan's hand holding its neck.
Equipped with the concept of Satan, Frank Wein found and dealt with the hidden angels one by one as if playing hide-and-seek, and as their number decreased, the seesaw of the law quickly tilted.
"It's cool. I don't even send a message with Pyeongangsa."
Literally, the law beyond the law.
No matter how great the concept the angels are armed with, they cannot have any influence as much as Satan.
thud! thud!
Two echoes pierced the ceiling of the jebul and pierced the hallway where Frank Wine was.
"Hoo? How about this time?"
The corner of Frank Wein's mouth went up at the appearance of the big man.
The archangels of combination and disintegration, Methiel and Satiel, each possessing the concept of the source of strong and weak power, have arrived.
"The insignificant rat who was hiding on the other side of the law is running rampant without knowing how scary the world is."
Methiel walked away with a cold gaze.
Realizing that Metatron had disappeared by looking down, the two archangels immediately flew to Jebul.
In order to balance the seesaw of the law, it would be best for them to avoid it, but at present, all the ordinary angels in Jebul are in hiding according to the order of Ra.
If the number of ordinary angels decreased even further here, even if all the archangels gathered, they could not guarantee a victory, so they chose to settle as quickly as possible.
"Do you really think so, Archangel? It's not me who fears, isn't it Ra of the law?"
"Don't talk like a mongrel whose concept is unclear, pretending to be noble. I am very offended."
As Methiel slowly raised his hand, Satiel, who was standing next to her, also spread her halo.
Metatron's gravitational force is a pure expression of the original concept.
Therefore, it is highly likely that Satan, who is powerful but invincible to the law, worked rather favorably.
However, Methiel and Satiel are different.
When the two archangels are combined, there is plenty of room for secondary applications as they can freely handle all the particles in the world.
"It's fun to see pretty girls doing aegyo."
At Satan's provocation, Methiel and Satiel flew at the same time.
As the strong and weak forces were combined, the objects melted like paint, and the scenery of the Buddhist memorial service changed into something completely different that could not exist in this world.
Bizarre substances that were not even named were manifested with extraordinary characteristics, and bizarre phenomena that could never be imagined by the intellect began to occur around Satan.
In a landscape like an abstract painting painted by a madman, two archangels unleashed a terrifying attack on Satan.
Radiation blasted out and harassed Satan's cells, and the atmosphere, which produced super-high heat just by touching it, burned Satan's entire body.
"Great!"
Particles that distort time restrain Satan's hands and feet, and metal that distorts space molded his body into clay.
"Let's finish with this."
At Methiel's words, Satiel nodded and rushed.
Normally, the two angels are like rivals, but in battle, there would be no other partner in Heaven that would be such a good match.
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Chapter - 496 - That Afternoon (4).txt
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[496] That afternoon (4)
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Laughter erupted from the mass of Satan, which was crushed into a collapsed form and whose eyes, nose, mouth, and limbs were tangled together.
A powerful shock wave rippled the atmosphere and spread, and in an instant Satan's body returned to its original state.
"this… … !"
Satan's two mighty grips gripped the angels' necks.
The faces of the two similarly beautiful angels contorted in the same way at the power that seemed to break their necks at any moment.
'Did he lean this far?'
The durability of an angel's body is not so weak that it can destroy any creature carelessly.
Also, the secondary application of the laws they used was obviously effective.
However, Satan's law, which destroyed countless ordinary angels and erased even the archangel Metatron, was much stronger than Methiel and Satiel expected.
If the Akashic Records are everything in the universe, Satan's law is another everything that is symmetrical to it.
In other words, if the seesaw of the law is in a state of balance to some extent, apart from the concept, even the physical shock cannot be fully transmitted.
"Two archangels."
Satan looked alternately at the two tormented archangels and smiled wickedly.
"Is this enough?"
Just as the starlight bodies of the strangled Methiel and Satiel shook as if they were about to explode, someone rushed from behind Satan and delivered a blow.
The strength was rapidly drained from Satan's flinching body, and Methiel and Satiel escaped.
However, the angels who had already been broken did not come into Satan's eyes.
"whoever… … ?"
The shock itself wasn't that big, but I felt something enough to temporarily neutralize Satan's law.
Satan looked back and finally realized the reason.
Bishop Ethella of the Order of Karsis, the bearer of the law of perfect goodness, was glaring at Satan with burning eyes.
* * *
'Just a little further… … .'
Flew's vision caught a glimpse of the walls of Arabot.
However, it quickly disappeared like a utopia, and giants filled the place.
"Black! Whoops!"
Sad tears poured down.
As a professional wizard, she came to heaven with pride, but it was too daunting and difficult for her to do anything.
Matei's giant guards were so huge that her magic couldn't even send a message to the liver.
What can I do in a place like this?
The reason I keep running is because if I stop here, I won't be able to do anything forever.
I felt that even the self-esteem of a wizard that I had protected all my life would collapse.
'I can still, still fight more!'
thud! thud! thud! thud!
The giants spotted the fleurs running beneath their feet and slammed them down.
Flew, who was rolling on the ground, bit her lips in misery, as if she had turned into an insect.
A mighty voice was heard from the sky.
"This is why humans are annoying. They are weak and even small."
The giant, annoyed at the sight of Fleur stubbornly avoiding it, slammed the greatsword down with all his might.
Aaaaaaaang!
For Flew, it was a world-shattering shock.
Debris the size of a house flew in all directions, and the shock wave pushed Flew's body dozens of meters away.
While Floo, whose back was stuck on the raised ground like a stalactite, lost concentration for a moment, a rock the size of a person's head flew in and hit his shoulder.
"Aaaaaagh!"
The sound of bones crunching through his body made Fleur sense that it was all over.
He fell to the floor screaming, but his right shoulder was completely shattered and he couldn't even roll over.
Seeing the giant's palm descend from the sky, Flew shuddered as if electrocuted.
Just as a child can think of hundreds of ways to annoy an ant, he had no idea how he would be killed by a giant.
"Flu!"
He didn't even have time to look back at the place where the voice came from, someone ran up to Flew and threw him into a hug.
"Aaaaaaagh!"
Clutching his aching shoulder and screaming, Flew's eyes widened when he saw the face of the man who had saved him.
"How are you here?"
Why is Crude, who should have been commanding the rebels in the middle of the battlefield, come here alone?
Besides, it's not a titan or a guroi, but only equipped with a piper, a mecha tier 1 weapon.
"Why are you here? What about the rebels?"
"The war is over. We lost."
"What nonsense!"
Even if you lose, if you're a commander, shouldn't you fight to the end?
But Flew soon shut up.
She had no right to point out Crude to Arabot, who informed her that God's punishment had been placed on her.
'They must be resentful.'
I know that Crude couldn't tell the truth to the rebels until the very end.
He said he didn't care, but what he must have felt was not something Flew could have imagined.
That's why Crude came.
'It's better If my death makes you feel better… … .'
"but."
Crude, who measured the high walls of Arabot, continued.
"Now that this is the case, wouldn't it be better to see the kingdom of heaven perish?"
While Fleur was speechless at the words that were completely different from what he expected, Crude carried her and ran toward the castle wall.
Taking full advantage of Piper's ability to zigzag, the giants slammed the ground with their soles and began to hunt insects.
Every time the giant's foot fell, the ground shook like a rubber sheet, and the roar alone made the eardrums numb.
'I can do it.'
Even in the distant fear that seemed to be out of this world, Crude desperately held on to reason.
He was the one who boarded the Kuroi while equipped with the Piper, and then manipulated the titan, a gigantic equipment, with precision down to a millimeter error.
Even if he couldn't be compared to the power of a giant, his understanding of the equipment that he was called a genius pilot was comparable to that of an eternal person.
"People who are not even worms!"
However, as the tempo of the giants' foot painting increased, there was a limit to the scale that could not be overcome with skill alone.
Even if you run a hundred steps, you are within one step of a giant.
Even coming here with a flue in such a situation was a miracle.
"excuse me! Arabot!"
Crude was also watching where Fleur was shouting.
However, if you climb the wall with the straight-up method, you will only be caught and crushed by the giant's hand.
"Do you know why I came to you?"
It was an out of the blue question in a desperate situation, but strangely, Flew felt convinced.
It didn't make sense to her that she had come to save herself, whom she thought was the most resentful person in the world.
"To kill me… … ."
At Fleur's candid answer, Crude pondered and smiled as if he had made up his mind.
"Be sure to come back alive."
"What are you saying now… … ."
Haven't heard an answer yet.
But before Flew could ask again, Crude pulled out Piper's voice recognition device and spat out a command.
"Release the limit."
Chunk! Chunk!
Piper reads the user's movement fast enough to match the nerve speed and increases muscle strength.
However, no matter how much the function is improved, the limit that the human body can endure is clear.
That's why Piper, who lifted the limit, could no longer be called a strength-assisting device.
some kind of trap.
It was a killing machine that restrained and destroyed the human body.
'It should be done with the maximum output.'
Crud knew better than anyone else that this was his last chance.
As he twisted his waist while pulling the flue out between his sides, Piper, sensing the user's motion, spun at full power.
Deed Dede Deuk!
As the waist rotated half a turn, the sound of Crud's vertebrae being crushed was heard.
"Great!"
Crude didn't care.
He only struggled to get the strength to swing his twisted back once more and send Flew over the ramparts.
"Aaaaaaa!"
The small engine roared, and Crude's waist returned to its original position at great speed.
As the discs were crushed, a stunner sent to his brain, and Flew's body slashed through the air like a cannonball.
"Catch it!"
The giants held out their hands towards Fleur as they flew past Crude.
It was flying at a tremendous speed, but the huge hand reached out toward the pluo, overwhelming the scale of space.
The palms that blocked the view were pressed into Flew's eyes, and at the same time, five fingers closed.
Dawkins Algorithm.
Flew slipped through the fingers and hurriedly cast a fly magic and landed on the walls of Arabot.
Flew looked at Crud, who had been left far away, in a feeling of fear, with no time to feel the relief of having lived.
"Oh, no… … ."
When he thought that he was probably smiling, the giant who belatedly followed grabbed Crude.
The giant bent at the waist as if about to collapse sped up, straightened his upper body, and expressed his anger at missing the flue with a scream.
"Gaaaaaaaagh!"
If she jumps into Arabot, the sacred ground of Ankera, the giant will no longer be able to catch her.
So, the last remaining possibility was a human slinging at Flew, who was still on the wall.
As the giant swung his arm at Fleur, Crude's body flew straight ahead.
bang!
Crude's body, which was barely able to hit the flue, spun and bounced at the same time as it crashed into the corner of the castle wall.
"no… … ."
Flew looked at Crude, stunned.
The first thing I thought of when I saw the bizarrely twisted limbs that I could never think of as human beings was a selfish question.
'I mean I haven't heard of it yet.'
Crude's body, which was spinning around in the air, went over the wall following the inertia of the throw and fell to the ground in Arabot.
"No eh eh eh!"
Unable to hold back the heat, Fleur jumped down the wall following Crude.
* * *
Kang! Kang!
The iron, which boasts the highest rigidity, began to crack.
The sword of the giant corps leader Girshin, who had reached the 7th level of Anecdotal Art, finally began to destroy Babel's body.
Kanya trembled as she held the stunned Lena in her arms.
The battle between Girshin and Babel was so fast that her eyes, an ordinary Mecha member, could not follow it, but it was so fast that she could accurately imagine it just by looking at the roaring fireworks.
The other giants had already annihilated all the rebels and left to push the rearguard forward, and only Kanya and Lena were the only survivors left on the desolate battlefield.
"no. this is not… … ."
The reason why everyone died and only them survived.
It's a fact she never wants to think about, but Kanya had a duty to know it.
Babel, who calculated the odds of war as 0%, moved only to protect Kanya and Lena.
And now… … Even the probability of the third item of Shirone's algorithm was converging to 0%.
"Hehe, that's pretty good for a tin can. But that's the limit of the machine. No one can overcome the might of a giant."
To Girshin, Babel was a match he hadn't met in a long time, but the inspiration was just there.
He has always won, so no one is worth more than a match.
There is only one being who can rule him.
Not even Anker, but the strongest of all creatures in this world, the giant Ymir.
"Tahaaaaa!"
Girshin's spirit was completely buried in the ensuing roar, and Babel's right arm was cut off with a flash of light.
Losing part of a body organ in Babel's program, which specializes in bactu, is a fatal blow.
That's why the Gaians also considered durability as the most important thing when designing a barbell.
However, Girshin's strength surpassed its durability, and finally Babel's arithmetic device produced a win rate of less than 0.1%.
Avoiding Girshin's sword, Babel threw herself and blocked Kanya and Lena's path.
thud! thump thump!
As her shoulders opened, the protruding ironclad slammed into the ground, protecting Kanya and Lena.
Almost at the same time, Girshin ran and struck Babel with his sword.
Aaaaaaaaaagh!
As a tremendous shock exploded on Babel's back, Kanya's shoulders, who had been listening closely, shook.
But Babel's expression didn't change at all.
He was still enduring Girshin's attack while looking indifferently at Kanya and Lena with a cold face like a machine.
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