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A second attempt at God.

I walk, prepared for what that means.

Slowly, I take one, two, three steps - as if to catch him off guard, I kick the fourth step hard.

There's no more holding back. I don't let the start-up be read with my accumulated 'body arts', I sprint, and raise my poisonous claws - but as if to take me by surprise, the voice resounds.

''It's 【Hoshi no ri】. Ring (Megumi), 'reverse' it--

I can hear it. And Kanami, who caught it in front of me, lightly waved her 'half-magical hand'.

With just that--.

----?

The pigeon tail was shocked.

It was a sudden attack that was not only invisible, but unrecognizable. Moreover, the force of the attack was as heavy as a giant stake drilling through a mountain range.

Kanami's figure was blurred and her vision turned completely black.

It was only when my foot floated off the ground that I realized I had been hit.

Furthermore, by the time I realized that the blow was "a full-throated thrust from me in the 'future'", I had already been blown backwards nearly a hundred meters.

I immediately flapped the wings on my back and used the 'Dragon Wind' to control my stopping control and attitude control, and landed.

''............!

I was going to kill the distance, but he let go of me in a second.

Immediately I looked up to see my target Kanami, but he was gone.

Nearly a hundred meters in front of me, where I should be, there was neither Kanami nor the God's Seat. Instead, there was a lone Kanami standing alone about ten meters to the right, diagonally in front of me.

Moreover, Noi's figure, crawling toward the sleeping Snow, was visible to the left - upside down (・・・・・・) in the sky (・・・・).

The space has shifted out of place, significantly.

Judging from Noi's overly dull movements in the upper left corner, it is very likely that not only his position but also time is distorted.

Leaving Noi, whose personality is incapable of harming others, I glare only at Kanami.

Right now, Kanami is weakening, tirelessly working on a magical construction that has never been done in the past.

Because her body is neither 'human' nor 'magic' but 'half-magic', it can be said to be the most unstable existence in the world.

All the magic that the unstable Kanami uses is divine.

What's more, it's instantaneous, dominant and dimensional.

'It doesn't matter. Let's eat more. Let's eat more of that godlike everything--

But once again, with tears streaming down my cheeks, I run out with the intention of beating Kanami to death with everything I've trained for until today.

I'm going to use all of my training to date to beat Kanami to death, and then I'm going to run.

Of course, my attacks will be magically reflected again - no, they will be 'reversed'.

The power of [Star's Reason] is an unknown number, but with the sensation of actually being hit right now, there's a possibility that even a definite event could be made to be reflected back in time.

It's a truly foul power.

However, this one uses the same amount of foul power, so I can't complain too much.

Kanami, who can see my 'status', would be able to clearly see the foul play.

To put it in terms of the other world's (otherworldly) game indicators, I was hit in the gut with my (my) power by 'Reversal' earlier.

However, my HP doesn't decrease.

Strictly speaking, my HP has decreased, but my maximum HP and HP immediately increase to the same degree.

It's a characteristic of the Dragon Newt that the more you eat, the stronger you become.

Of course, not all Dragon Newts are as foul as this. This is because I'm an 'evil dragon (Fafner)' - and Kanami knows this is because I'm an 'evil dragon (Fafner)' - so he frowned as if his face was a bit troubled.

And then he changes his method.

Flipping.

The sound of a book being rolled up.

"--just one more time.

With that, Seldra Queen Fillion began to challenge him.

It's probably because of kindness. He would not admit that the fight was pointless.

He will try to save (or kill) Aikawa Kanami, even while crying and suffering.

He seems to be ready to sacrifice himself to the Evil Dragon if he can defeat the man who has become a god.

That's great.

But he's just a little misunderstood--

Kanami doesn't drop his eyes to the page (page).

It's not for the decent reason that she doesn't let her guard down in battle. She keeps her gaze in the air due to 'constrictions' and recites my desperate battle in a matter-of-fact manner.

"--It's over now, Serdra.

Once upon a time, the story of the 'Dragon Slayer' has already reached the 'last page'.

So you're no longer an 'evil dragon', you're one of the 'demons' everywhere.

After all the stories, you've finally achieved normal happiness. Congratulations to you.

--The book is closed.

Hence, 100 layers are outside the book.

It's the backstage of the story, beyond the spine.

Aikawa Kanami is no longer the one who steals the logic of the dimension, but the one who steals the logic of the stars. Therefore, there was no way for 'The Trials of Zero' to begin. The existence that has gathered all the reasoning in one body and has now reached a higher dimension is, so to speak, the realm of the author of the world.

Therefore, his power is as absolute as his brushstrokes.

The purple line drawn by 'The One Who Steals the Reason of the Stars' Kanami was inevitable--

A reading in a relaxed tone of voice.

It was read through in less than zero-tenths of a second.

It's as if time stands still, the story that would have been improvised and 'written' is finished writing - and reflected in the world of reality (me).

Ten 'purple threads' crawled across the black surface of the water from under Kanami's feet, growing rapidly.

Like a divine brush drawing a purple line, they are reproducing the story that was just recited.

The movement of those ten 'purple threads' was distorted like a deceitful painting, and it was as fast as if time had stopped. For a creature that only lives in the third dimension, it was inevitable, but--

----!

If I am caught and trapped by this purple thread, it will be the end for me.

The magic that evolved with me and Fafner as a test case is called the Dimension Graduate "Revive", and it will change my life.

Perhaps this battle will be "never happened".

Probably, this battle is "never happened".

Even the motive will be "never happened".

I'm going to be taken back a thousand years and taken to my hometown, and I'll be made to eat everyone and "forget" that.

It's the ultimate in seal-type magic.

However, I knew from the beginning that Kanami's basic tactic was the inevitable seal (it).

That's why I was using the skills 'Medicine Man', 'Compounding' and 'Alchemy' all the while 'befriending' Guren's magic stones.

In order to avoid the inevitable attacks, you need not only strength, stamina and magic power, but also speed and cleverness from an outsider. That's why I've been altering the black thread that I inherited from Glenn inside the body of Dragon Newt, which can also melt iron. I have mixed in not only insect wings, but also dragon scales and dragon blood to evolve it into a different substance, a kind of magic metal.

This new "black thread" crawls through my body like a fungus thread and provides muscle and nerve support.

It was faster, stronger, and more multifunctional than normal nerve transmission, which originally took about 0.1 seconds. By nerves that could respond not only to electrical stimulation from the brain, but also to magical stimulation to the soul and the world--

"Gahhhhhhhhhh--！！！！

I had reacted to all ten 'purple threads', moving and dodging off.

However, it was no longer the movement of a living organism, and after dodging, my vision turned red.

The burden of movement beyond the limit must have torn blood vessels and muscles all over the body, including the eyeballs. But that's okay.

"You can pretend that I've never existed until today: ......!　Not gonna happen!　Thanks to the fact that I ate them to death: ......!　Thanks to you!　Evil dragons eat gods, kill gods, and come to life!

The unique blood mist from the time of 'dragonization' was erupting from the torn skin and repairing itself.

I took self-inflicted damage, but I gained more 'maximum HP' than that.

This is my basic tactic.

It's an evil and foul trait, no less than Kanami's.

Kanami stares at that evasion, ...... and gives up contact with the 'purple thread'.

I wasn't properly aware of my evasive movement, but from the timeless Kanami's point of view, it would have been a sickening move and appearance. She had a look of surprise on her face there.

'Is that ......, a revision of Yotaki's "Nerves Without Mass" ......?

The power was very similar to my sister's hitaki, so she looked at me a bit.

Kanami is genuinely worried about my recklessness.

'Yeah, it would be a revamp. It's a deadly sketchy, overloaded 'failure'. But it's ...... anyway, you'll get used to it soon enough. ...... So, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to revamp it even more for me .......

No, Serdra. "Most of the 'adaptations' have already 'never happened'--

Kanami shook his head in pain.

He's a kind man, even for a god.

He hurts when I'm in pain, and he hurts.

When I'm in pain, you're in pain, you're in pain.

It's painful, and it's painful for me.

That's why I accelerate my self-harm so much that Kanami can make a sound.

The black thread extends from one end of my body to the other, all over my body.

--The 'affinity' with Glenn, who was 'together' in my stomach, progresses further.

The guy pushes me back and I brace myself.

Like a predator, I put all four feet on the ground.

It trembles deep in its throat, fangs peeking out, spitting out a mist of blood as it glares at the prey it wants to eat.

I knew it all along.

This is a stance that allows me to take advantage of my true power, not two legs that are dressed up.

Whenever I finish preparing to kick the ground, I flap my black wings.

I generate a "dragon wind" that pushes me back and makes me tremble. Instead of trembling with trauma, I tremble to the limit of my own will, and that wind turns black.

--The 'black wind' blows.

The wind contains magical vibrations that can sever your soul just by touching it, due to the "Glen Walker's Magic Stone" inside your body.

To this I added the ominous vibrations from the High Level Radioactive Waste in my body that sever the link between life with just a touch.

--The two vicious vibrations are now blending together beyond the walls of the world.

I will continue to push back with this Black Wind and continue to tread on all four feet.

More.

I want to accelerate more.

I can't kill the gods at this level yet.

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate, accelerate, and cross the dimension.

Keep experimenting inside your body, imagining the most powerful 'true strength' you can think of.

Don't be afraid of failure. Keep mixing it up. No matter what happens, with my foul body...

'Don't mix it up, Serdra. Why do you repeatedly self-destruct with your past powers?　How is it that you, who have learned from those 'stealers of reason' who suffer from too much power, ......?

In the middle of the image, I was watered down.

I wonder if he was talking about the "me who destroyed myself by doing too many internal experiments" in the future.

Either way, I thought his advice was quite close to the "present".

Including stretching your 'maximum HP' infinitely, this is probably dangerous enough to get advice from God: ...... but shut up. Shut up.

Just now, it's about to get supremely boring.

"Don't interrupt me," I retort.

"I'm not an 'escape' anymore ....... It's not an unfortunate thing that everyone has become the "stealer of reason". Not a single 'curse' suffered has been in vain ......

A 'curse' is a 'curse'. It worked better without it. A new world without the 'curse'...

Drag the 'curse' and we're off.

I didn't hear a fully automatic answer that only spoiled me.

I'm the only one who speaks, I let go of the four feet I was standing on and kicked.

The "Black Wind" pushes me into a sprint - but not me, I disappear.

An instantaneous movement from the demonic blast.

There are no swords or magic in their hands, no stance.

The only weapon is the speed of this movement.　

I was parallel to the surface of the water and flew through the air.

And then I put my hand out in front of me.

If you touch that hand, everything will be scraped, shattered and disappeared.

Even if you snatch it, it will shatter.

Even if you come close, you will die.

With that hand wet with murderous intent, I mutter a word.

"--Die.

That joke of a move hit Kanami directly.

Only, as a matter of course, Kanami was able to catch the attack, which was impossible to defend against.

She moved one arm that wasn't holding a book and absorbed the impact cleanly with the side of her forearm.

It's a terrifying reaction speed and 'body art'. But I knew it would be easily prevented.

I flap my wings even more, intending to collapse Kanami's foothold and everything else with the 'black wind'.

Accelerate.

Accelerating and accelerating and accelerating, I levitated Kanami's body, which I caught in my fist.

Then, as it is, I carry the body of Kanami that I made float.

I fly to the black sea of the true (...) 'deepest (...)' that lies deep within the target, the seat of God - the target.

That place where all souls return, one step in and the spirit is destroyed, two steps and the soul melts and mixes, three steps and it leads to eternal rest.

I'll slam it into that sea, let it sink to the depths, weaken it to its limits, and then I'll eat it.

That's what I planned to do, and I kept on flying, and finally I reached the depths of the God's throne - but not (...).

............?

I didn't understand.

Now I was flying straight to the throne.

I never took my eyes off the ground for a moment, only looking at the God's seat on the horizon.

And yet, the moment I arrived there, there was no throne. There was no black sea either.

On the contrary, before I knew it (・・・・・・), there was no Kanami that I should have captured with my fist.

Even more improbable, I wasn't flying in the first place, I had my feet on the ground.

I was standing on a shallow spot in the middle of a hundred layers of water, with no entrance or seat of God.

I was just standing there in a daze.

For some reason, Kanami and I were facing each other, keeping a good distance of ten meters between us.

For some reason.

Before I knew it.

It was impossible.

I don't know why.

I was brought back to the beginning (the start).

And out of the corner of my eye, Kanami is rolling up a book with a spare face.

Presumably, though, she was using multiple dimensional magic. Even though I knew that was Kanami's specialty, it was a really unpleasant situation and feeling.

'Really, it makes me feel stupid to fight seriously, this ......!　He's so boring!　It's a boring way to fight!

Claims.

The last enemies (rasbosses) in the novels/games/manga you recommended (mixed in with the books you borrowed) were all cool and funny and fierce and fun to fight, but this is not funny at all.

It's not funny.

It's not funny.

It's boring.

But I knew this was also obvious from the beginning.

Even if it's too boring, I'll move on with tears in my eyes.

"............. Serdra, don't recite...

Just before proceeding.

I was reading ahead again, and Kanami stopped me hard.

You've been talking about the future for a while now. That's what's so boring.

You want to do this, but you can't help but make it even more boring.

Sipping the blood of sinfulness and the seed of sinfulness on an empty stomach.

The unattributed 'chanting' loses its freshness from things.

Simply put, life becomes boring.

It was really the worst 'price' to pay, but I dare to add it.

More.

Don't choose what you eat.

Don't like it.

Eat a lot and get bigger, or you won't be fighting Kanami.

'-- "-- 'Vomit and vomit bright souls!

The "chanting" echoes.

I chant as hard as I can right in front of the "slice" and collect the magic as if I were looting it.

I won't laugh or sneer until I die. I won't laugh or laugh until I die.

So give me the money instead. Give me all of it, all of it, all of it.

--I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any more of it.

More and more.

I'm not going to be able to get the same thing for you.

Oh, it's boring ....... It's really boring ....... This fight is so boring! This field is so boring, this field is so boring. This field is so boring! Life's boring, boring, boring. This field is boring, boring, boring. "It's boring!"!　'Too boring', 'too boring', 'too boring', 'too boring', 'too boring', 'too boring', eh!　"It's boring!" "Boring!" "Boring!" "Boring!　'It's boring to death.' eh, eh, eh, ---- ！！！！

Shouting and chanting, a crack appeared in a hundred layers of space.

It's not magic.

It's only vibration.

The "chanting" alone causes a crack in the world.

And this 100 layers of space (field) and the laws (rules).

It's like shattering glass, everything falls apart.

It's not a clean decomposition.

There is no kindness at all, just a space shattered roughly.

At any rate, after being crushed by the vibration (koe), all of the pieces were devoured.

--It is the vibrations that are being devoured.

The fragments of the world were broken into smaller and smaller pieces by the vibrations, just like being bitten by a beast.

After the pieces were crushed to their smallest size, they were also melted as if they were being digested. And the energy after the dissolution was assimilated into the surrounding unattributed magic power.

Hence, the vibration (voice) grew even louder, and it was expanding infinitely as it searched for the next prey and chewed - repeatedly.

My unattributed magical power swells everywhere, destruction begets destruction, and binge eating begets binge eating. It wasn't long before the space itself collapsed due to that worst cycle.

At last, the cobblestones and platform lights disappeared, and there was no shallow water underfoot.

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There was no more sound of ripples, no faint light.

I looked to my left and right, but there was nothing to see back and forth or up and down.

In other words, there should be nothingness, but even that nothingness is being devoured by the vibration.

With insatiable desire, it eats "nothing" and then spits out "nothing".

That vicious circle accelerates - accelerating, accelerating, accelerating.

Accelerate and accelerate and accelerate and accelerate and accelerate and accelerate--.

There should be nothing more, but the vibrations (chirps), like the screams of a decapitation, continue to be wooden spirits.

There was not even the healing of nothingness.

There was no freedom, no sense of freedom. An evil space (field) and law (rule) that just made me feel 'worst' was spread out.

The new 100 layers - or is it the other side of the 100 layers?

At the center of the back side, Kanami and I, freed from gravity, were drifting.

Both of us have reached the point where we have become creatures that no longer need air or gravity.

So, as if nothing happened, Kanami mutters out her swallowing impressions.

'Is this ......, titty?　Me and Titi are fighting behind the 66th layer, aren't we? ....... Haha, just like Seldora.'

Kanami's magical voice that comes through clearly in this vibration.

Naturally, she tries to communicate with me in a sickening way beyond the evil wooden spirit due to the vibration (voice) I created.

However, that impression is wrong.

It's not that I'm like Titi, it's just that he was trying to get to me.

He's a small-fry harpy mix, but he played the legendary "winged race" in a child's way, calling himself the "Lord of the Dominion" for some reason. She's not very strong, but she's a vain and vain-looking foolish woman. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it than you think.

It's not so much the 'past' as it is the 'present'.

'Kanami, it's the same as before. You can't use any easy magic within the range of my "dragon's roar" as you can see. I'm not going to allow you to make predictions, see the past, or make changes. I refuse to write anything by Aikawa Kanami with my eternally resounding wave of nothingness.

It's too primitive a futuristic countermeasure.

The forceful technique of continuing to infinitely offset.

However, more than that forceful way of fighting, Kanami seemed to be more concerned about my 'boring' reputation, muttering a small 'It's not boring' and giving me a look as if to say that her (Kanami's) story is 'the best love story with Rustyala'.

Kanami's attitude of refuting just that part of the story puts me in a 'bad' mood.

'No, it's boring. The stories you write ...... are going to get even more boring to death from now on.

I take flight, trying to make it worse.

There's no more foothold, no more up and down space.

If I'm not good, even the distance is meaningless.

Still, I flap my wings and take my own distance from Kanami for the first time.

He soars high.

The trajectory of the flight is a straight line like the "black thread".

In the wake of that black line, I left a large amount of round lumps of magic power.

All of them are magic bullets, making the 'black wind' bounce off like a thunderbolt and shooting off continuously.

''--Magic 《New-Dragoon Ardor》.

Roughly about a thousand (or so). At the same time, it radiated out.

Naturally, all of them are equipped with the destruction of souls and lives.

In addition, my arrangement of a 'jutsu formula' that destroys the boundaries of the realm of all things and one hidden taste (・・・・・・).

But Kanami kicks in the air where there should be nothing, and dodges it lightly.

It doesn't feel like it's going to hit at all.

Rather, I'm using 《New Dragoon Arder》 as a guided projectile, and I'm letting it hit me directly at eventuality, but it's transparent.

It was in doubt whether or not the event of a hit would be valid, but I continue my magic attack.

"-No problem. Just keep going. Crush, crush, crush, crush until it's easy to eat, chew it well...

This is fine.

Because I wasn't after Kanami, I was after the back of it.

It was this evil space itself.

In a space that was supposed to be empty, the New Dragoon Ardar kept bursting as if it had hit the wall.

Far behind them, several mushroom clouds that were tens of kilometers high were rolling sideways.

And then the world shakes.

It was neither an earthquake nor a sky tremor, but a tremor that could be called a kai-shin.

When the blast cleared, there were several holes in the void reminiscent of a black hole.

Kanami frowned.

She turns her unsteady gaze to the empty part of the hole.

Apparently, it's not desirable, even for Kanami now.

In other words, no matter how invincible Kanami is, the space in which she lives is not invincible.

Kanami looks as if he thinks that no more (・・・・・) - and turns his unbooked hand to try to repair the disintegrating space.

Flipping through.

While rolling up the book, he lightly - touches it with the opposite hand (...).

Kanami, who had mastered dimensional magic, would have touched that hole right there, like a deceptive picture, and it was only a breath away.

The areas Kanami touched were being repaired one after another, as if rewinding time.

Holes returned to cracks, cracks returned to walls, walls returned to empty space.

It's easy and light, and it does a horrible thing.

But it's--.

----?

Kanami checked her own hands with a surprised look on her face.

The 'half-magical hand' that touched the secret ingredient (・・・・・・・) had melted away.

It's the demonic bacterial weapon (virus) that he used before. However, the reason why I was able to get through this time is not because "Kanami doesn't see the future", but because "Kanami sees too much of the past and future and doesn't see the present (now)". ......

It is a weapon that transmits the laws (rules) of the world and conceptually infects it.

In addition to the previous 'coagulation', I added the concepts of 'proliferation', 'addiction', 'runaway', 'disintegration' and 'necrosis' and now invade Kanami's arm.

'Kuhaha ....... Are you watching, Glenn.......

For the first time, an attack-like attack goes through, and I call out to the soul in my stomach and give it a hollow smile.

I wanted you to use this, I wanted you to use this.

I wanted you to take it from me and evolve it like this.

"Who needs it where? This is also the question.

.............

Kanami remained silent, staring at her melting left arm.

Then, like time rewinding, the arm was being repaired.

Was there any damage now?

Was it just that he didn't want to be able to roll up his girlfriend's (Rustyala) book?

Was it just that he didn't want to rely on his own daughter's (Nosfi) "immortality"?

It was a bit of a hurried restoration, so I'd like to believe that there was some damage done.

In this way, I believe that if I continue to experiment and evolve, I'll reach it one day, and furthermore, I'll move on to the next--

'Serdra, it's really dangerous. The 'future' of merging the weapons and magic of the other side was filled with the pages of 'worst' without exception. Misusing the power of science is only a disservice to our predecessors. All the scientists wanted to use it in a way that would make everyone 'happy'.'

Before I go to the next, a voice interrupts me from a distance.

The situation is the situation, so it's speaking directly to my brain, and it's very uncomfortable - but more than that, right now, I don't want to be the only one to say "blasphemy to my predecessors" to you, so I answer immediately, beyond the nausea.

'Science?　What was that?　What about this?　You can't make up your mind about any of these things.

As if to say that the real blasphemy was yet to come, I ignored the advice and went on to the next one.

I held up my right arm.

It was very bloated.

Covered in strong scales, 'black threads' were stretched out instead of nerves - but also began to glow dully and luminescently.

It was a strange mixture of colors that could be mistaken for blue and green.

It was also a fluorescent color that made the viewer uneasy.

He is the right-hand man who continues to do next generation nuclear fusion and poisonous concoctions by fusing the "Glen Walker's Magic Stone" and "High Level Radioactive Waste" in his body with the high body temperature of the Dragon Man (Dragoneut) to create a chain of chemical and magical reactions.

That, of course, is a modification compared to the original well-formed formulaic fusion, and it's more of a risk than a power-up. But I don't mind. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what to do with it. --I'm not a fan of that.

'This is about as good as it gets: ......!　The wisdom that all the dead souls have accumulated together can be found at ......!　There's no way this is science.　What real science is!　Its essence is different and bigger!　Of course!　I alone will not be the word science (・・・・)!

Feeding on everything I had eaten, I flew again, increasing the energy in my body with each skill.

This time I headed straight for Kanami.

I dare to distort space in a messy way while rushing forward.

At that time, a magical force field similar to a magnetic field was generated from both wings, accelerating me.

The principle is the same as the 《Magic Bullets (Flyshots)》 that I created with Titi a thousand years ago after I got the knowledge of the other world from Kanami. However, the bullets fired from that magic barrel are slightly different.

I myself become a bullet that accelerates by electromagnetic induction (rail), diving in like a thunderbolt, and firing a flying right-handed kick at Kanami.

With the kick, the real thundertufts also rushed right beside me.

But it was too late.

Kanami was lightly catching the kick with one arm that had been fully repaired.

It seemed to be more than slow, but light.

With this, even if it was a direct hit, there was a good chance that some kind of magic would turn back time. It makes no sense.

Stronger, heavier, faster.

Take the energy from deep in your gut and apply it more smoothly to your body arts skills.

For example, with the contraction of Titi's "Nachtkult Gram" - a demonic gravitational collapse (black hole) is generated inside your body like a firefly, and you can ride the power on both legs.

I twisted my body and dropped the heel of my left foot on Kanami's head.

But I'm prevented from doing so by one arm again.

The impact of the heel drop went through Kanami's body and shattered the space around it like a tile-splitter - only it didn't exceed Kanami's defenses at all, and the decrease in HP (damage) seemed to be zero.

The next hastily pseudo-replicated internal experiment was the power of the books I had read and loved over the past two months.

The 'Demon Poison' (energy) that was phase-transferred (a lot), so heavy that it firmly destroyed the concept of time and space. Furthermore, it establishes (and controls) the counterpart (cleanly) annihilation of the "Demon Poison", making it more lean, sharpened and faster.

With a limb carrying the new power, first thrusting like a hook, striking the bottom of the palm with the opposite hand, and then chasing after it and unleashing a front kick and a knee kick - but all in vain, if it's easily handled, then it's no longer--!

I shouted.

Everything up to this point was roughly put on 'Dragon's Roar'.

The demonic shockwave that should be called 'Dragon Breath' (Dragon Breath) went through to the end of the world in all directions.

Only, Kanami, who was in the middle of that attack--

............

Leisurely, unharmed.

He was standing there, book in hand.

Just not that deafening "fluttering" sound.

I'd like to think that the movement of rolling up the book is lessened because there's less room for it.

...... Good. Don't give up, move on.

Let's keep going at this rate.

There are still things we can do.

I've heard and know the oral traditions of my hometown.

I've read the books of other worlds and I know.

It was entrusted to you since the day you were born.

I've carried it with me every time I've killed someone.

"Kanami ......, science isn't just the accumulation of books. It's not just about blood. It's not just about cellular replication. It's not just the inheritance of the mind. It's everything to everyone, right now.

I was trying to swear that I was going to go beyond the realm that no one else has gone before--

Dimension.

Before I swore.

The magic was chanted ahead of time.

It was just one word.

That's also the foundation of the foundation, the magic "Dimension".

However, Kanami's magical declaration (that) is already on a different level from ours.

Up to this point, Kanami had been concentrating on building the "Magic Kanami" example while looking at me idly, and was only playing a handful of games. But now, that was completely interrupted, albeit temporarily, as she used her normal magic properly to intercept me.

Of course, it wasn't just normal magic.

It's God's magic.

Originally, 《Dimension》 was used to grasp space.

But now, when used by the godlike Kanami, its meaning is elevated to many levels.

Kanami looked at me firmly and used the "Dimension", the most basic of basics, in a normal manner.

Just like that.

Everything I had done up to this point was about to come to an end.

''............?!''

I can't move at all, and I'm astonished.

My body is frozen. All of me and my energy is still, as if I've stopped the image (movie).

If time has stopped with Yangtaki's 'stillness', then somehow even I should be able to move a little bit.

Probably various other "reasoning" and "techniques" are being used to derive this "Serdra can never move" result.

And the fact that I can't move even the slightest bit - that means I'm not talking about energy or vectors.

It's about a different dimension.

The laws of this space.

The concept of the world.

The reason itself.

The only thing that has stopped and can move -.

'Seldra, you were strong. Sorry ......'

He speaks in the past tense without permission and apologizes in his own timeline - he apologizes.

-- a different dimension (・・・・・) God only (...).

It was an overwhelming force that could only be so divine.

And I'm reminded.

That even with everything up to this point, it's still not enough.

I've been reminded that it's only 'people' trying their best and making a lot of noise to 'God', and Kanami gently admonishes me in the space where I stopped.

'You've gone beyond my 'plan'. ...... No, if you keep going, you've exceeded it. Exactly, you were the 'strongest'. That god-killing blade nearly reached my throat and ended. So, I'm sorry ......'

Finally, Kanami looked at me and spoke.

I can tell she's doing her best to fit in, but the language of 'people' is poor, and she can keep apologizing to the 'past'.

Then God holds up his hand.

Everything should have stopped, but only God is free.

Countless 'purple threads' crawled out of the sleeves of his black robe.

Like the tentacles of a sea-dwelling mollusk creature, they swam through this dark space and swarmed around my body.

First one of the 'purple threads' crossed my skin and connected to my soul.

''Ugh, ahhh--''

With just that, my consciousness can change everything.

The resolve to burn my soul up to this point is taken away as if it had never happened, and it rapidly fades away.

'Before that happens, I'm going to banish you to another dimension. I want you to cut out this back side of the story and 'write' it up nicely so you can 'relax'. It's the very (・・・・・・・・・) way of killing Fafner (・・・・) that you suggested before in Blood Land (・・・・・・・・・). Have an infinite amount of time and wait a bit. I'll be sure to pick you up later--'

Furthermore, countless 'purple threads' stuck to my skin and invaded my skin one after another.

Not only my nerves and brain, but also the blood and soul behind it, there was no mercy.

The more they connected, the more they played with my mind.

I must cut it off now.

But cruelly, God's magic is added to it.

"Don't weep. Serdra, the continuation of your tender 'dream'. --Dimension Graduate, "A Prequel to the Dream

Countless 'purple threads' are woven together like a cocoon and I'm wrapped up in them.

Moreover, this time it's not basic magic. It's Kanami's 18th, specialty and quintessential magic, the magic of "past vision", "Dimension Graduate, Prequel (Recall)".

The moment the god declared that magic name.

With a thud.

It was like a display that had been turned off, my vision flew off.

No, not just my vision, but all of my five senses flew away.

All of my five senses flew away.

Furthermore, all of my battle results up to this point have also flown away.

It's a sensation that sends me to another dimension, including my resolve and even my will to fight.

-- compulsory, dominating, ultimate jug.

It was a resolution of what the fight up to this point had been about.

It ended too quickly.

It's as if the author got tired of writing the story and closed the book with a bang.

But that's what God is all about.

If you give him a single glance, everything in the dimension below is over.

If you let them use a single magic, everything is at God's will.

--This is the power of Kanami, who has transcended the dimensions and reached the 'one who steals the reason for the stars'.

It's not going to be a fight.

We knew this from the beginning.

The reason why I made Kanami transcend dimensions is because of my '80th Trial' failure, which is none other than my '80th Trial'.

-- and this one page of 'challenge to God' becomes meaningless and my consciousness flies.

Far, far, far away.

My consciousness is taken to a distant place beyond dimensions.

What I can't resist is the power of the large amount of purple thread that gently envelops my body like a cocoon, like a cradle that puts a baby to sleep.

A veritable divine cocoon.

It will be sealed within it.

If this is not done, the entire cocoon will be thrown into another dimension, where--!

He makes me 'happy'.

Having seen God, my prayers have finally been answered and finally.

That 'unfulfilled undoing' is foully fulfilled, and my life as the 'stealer of nothingness' is over.

I had that premonition.

--The first thing that comes to mind is to have a "snap".

That auditory information would be the last thing that would cause my consciousness to completely cease.

And then I was shown. The continuation of that gentle "dream" will not end forever until I achieve normal happiness.

I have been chosen to go to the most cowardly place on earth, 'Heaven'.

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