246 Tabernacle Part 19

An ear-burning roar and an eye-burning flash followed by a red flame that covered heaven.

A flash of light rushing through it goes as it severs everything.

Dancing in the sky is a single dragon.

With its enormous body on powerful wings, flying through it slowly resembled a single width of painting, which was precisely the symbol of absolute power in this world.

"Heh heh heh heh..."

To the back of the archangel's head, who is kneeling on the ground and leaking his voice in a strangely sensational way, I put on the aid as much as I could before dropping the kick.

A wall of force stretching over dozens of layers of constant protection for her body continuously conveyed from the back of her leg as if it were a sugar candy, and she noticed my actions due to the impact of being torn through the wall. I saw her look back at this one as she distracted her face to surprise and fear.

The back of his legs, which were beautifully aligned on his face, tempered properly.

"Hebhu!?

What my ears heard flying backwards utilizing kicked recoil as well as slightly bending my knee in front of the hit and extending my knee at the moment of the hit, was a scream similar to a strange groan.

After turning back once trying to shear his lightness, I landed brilliantly, sticking my left hand forward, and holding my right hand to my fist and hipster, at the end of my gaze, I saw an archangel repeatedly blowing up a pebble greetingly bounce draining the surface of the water, wielding the twin tails as funny, completely ambushed and unable to do any defense.

It is a flying lot better inside than I thought.

Unlike people, angels have a large installation area just for having wings on their backs, and I also wonder if that makes a clean drain possible, but the ground here is not even dirt, not water, in the first place.

Then I have trouble responding when asked what it is.

It's not that I don't know more than I can explain, it's that I don't know what to do to explain it so I know.

In the meantime, the one who is finite and inferior to destiny is not so wrong if you think it's a nice God field.

Well, it's not like there's anything like treading on the land here.

I exhale slowly and unravel as I do my remnants.

The kicked off archangel's body rolled about 1024 times from there, after 256 bouts precisely, and eventually stopped in a pentathlon landing.

If it is a person's body, it is a result that is not strange to be dead.

But that's just the presence of an archangel there, and he seemed desperate to stay on self-healing while he was bouncing and rolling, so I don't think he's just dead.

Probably.

And I was surprised.

Not to the flying of the archangel now.

No, I was just a little surprised over there, but it's not a big deal about you.

What surprised me was about that wall being destroyed without that Lianya.

That wall was built using the power that the former administrator of the Demon Nation was accumulating.

If we are to put it in a vulgar way, it is a wall composed by the power of God, and it is usually never like it is good to be able to destroy it with the power that a person's body can possess.

No, of course, there was only one shot, and this is never going to happen, though God's blow in the form of a person's body was crossed.

That's a spell called the Hammer, and it's not supposed to be so easy to let go.

If that's true, it's a substitute for whether or not you can shoot the surgeon in exchange for his life.

If you're shooting at a human being, that's such a massive spell that it's not strange that if you do poorly, it's vanishing on a national basis.

No matter how many years of inheritance it was, and the lack of information about it was intense, the caveat should remain that this is a dangerous technique, and I shot such a substitute with a mild desire to try and shoot the magic, I just think that that big titted blonde monk must have a loose or missing head screw in dozens from my point of view.

However, there are no rituals or offerings on this, and even there are problems on the part of the archangel who has responded to the cheeks with such a short call, so there are also places where I generally can't blame those big tits, which can be painful as selfishness, which is the total former tightening.

But even that one shot is via a finite person's body, so it's not the kind of art of power that could otherwise break that wall.

The two attacks struck in before that were also quite enough for people to do, common sense hassle as an elf, so this one lacks strength to break the wall.

As for the dragon's breath, it was really average power.

The problem is, it's the last blow.

Used are free Thunder Strike and the Magic Enhancement Mastery that was put on it.

I can't even look at a single shot of no push.

Sure, the endurance of the wall would have been reduced by the four attacks released before that, but there's no doubt only that I let the roots of the forces that comprised the wall be slashed off.

I'd like to hear it when I get a chance.

Hey, are you really human? and.

While it is true that one side is interspersed with silky, normally such a thing should be a margin of error, or a little inferior to a person's.

This result has no body or lid, and is a much more unscrupulous result than Lotus Yashi cutting and destroying the wall with that knife.

It would be forgiven if I accidentally kicked the head of the archangel in front of me with all my strength.

Needless to say, it is the result of this as much as possible because these are the two closest people to Lianya, who retain a large amount of resources, the power of the roots of all things, and are drooling around them.

At dawn when things are properly over, you may have to think about things.

From the point of view of it, both for themselves and for the inhabitants of that world.

There is actually one other thing you need to think about….

"Lord..."

The interruption of thought was carried out by one archangel who was somewhat blurry and dirty.

For a moment, I think about who this guy is, and I remember Gilliel's name.

"May I ask why I was kicked?

'Cause I had a head there.

If you give him an instant answer, Gilliel, you'll be dead and you won't be able to carry on two sentences.

I wonder why angel heads are on in the first place.

Basically, my devices, their angels, just move on my orders, so I don't think I need them.

If you only had ears to hear my voice and eyes to see things, I don't think you need the rest.

But I wondered if that was all right, and I immediately denied it.

In my thoughts, I imagined with God's imagination that there was detail, because it only seemed like a free creature, the so-called bucket thing, rather than an angel.

Conclusion, the angel also needed a head.

Mainly in terms of visual problems.

"What are you thinking?

Gilliel asks me in silence.

It was obvious to that face, and I guess I'm thinking crap again, so I thought I'd put another kick in it, but it's true, so I put up with it a lot.

Appealing again to violence is not good enough to seem to tear apart the fact that you have been exposed to the stars.

So I decided to talk to him about another concern.

"Now it's time to break the wall."

"It was amazing, you've probably never seen it before in that amazing long angel life"

A long time has passed, but only on a millennial basis at best.

Between the different digits I've spent, that much... might not have happened much.

No, because it's not about that I want to talk about, and I snap Gilliel's head.

It seemed to beat him a little too hard, and Gilliel's head was basketballed to the ground nice and one-bound to return to its original position.

"Lord... sooner or later I, the Lord, have felt destroyed"

"I guess it's because you derail the story."

"Ha... Lord, can I help you?

From the tone he's going to ask, apparently Gilliel didn't notice.

It's hard to judge whether that comes from her lack of abilities, whether she's simply dull, or whether that sight blinded her and she didn't care about anything else.

All of them, I feel right, I feel different about all of them, and I think they might all be right.

"When the wall was torn... there was a spatial vibration"

"That would also vibrate, if you did all that flashy"

"Uh... I'm not, I'm telling you, it's like that wall's been torn apart by vibrations, and there's a hole in another world somewhere!

"... what?

I decided to explain to her from scratch Gilliel's neck, which was going to react so badly, while suppressing the urge to soak up.

Guess what, because I didn't think it seemed possible.

"It seems like someone else summoned something from another world, distracted by the spatial vibrations when breaking through the walls. I just thought that wall was built to prevent intrusion into the demonic realm, but maybe it was the camouflage of destiny."

Maybe he wanted to sneak up on the summons so he wouldn't find out, but it's a little too impossible to deceive my eyes.

Although Gilliel's eyes are likely to deceive him lightly, as they are a milestone.

Finally, the secondary effect that the space in the demonic realm was destabilized by the actions of Lianya and the others trying to smash down that wall could also have been targeted.

If the space becomes unstable, it will also be easier to drill holes into another world, and as a result it will be possible to summon with less effort.

"Who the hell? For what?

"Well... if it's about who's asking, it's about the ex-administrator who seems to be able to do that around there, right?

Hard to think of anything else.

There will be rituals of valiant summoning passed on to the people's continent, but the demons do not call the valiant in the first place.

"The question is, what did you call it?"

I didn't get all this either.

Even if the existence of a hole in the world could be sensed, it could not be sensed by the power that I can now exert on that world until what went through that hole.

If this is, for example, the existence of a different god level, etc., you can't tell, but if smaller animals and humans do, it's too small to tell.

"If it exists to such an extent that it is not perceptible to the Lord, isn't it a big problem?

"You won't be able to say enough either. Even if it isn't, I suspect that former administrator retains a large amount of embezzled resources from me, and if they boost you with it, you'll grow into a pretty menace, right?

The reasoning from the former administrators of the people had also been delivered to my ears.

If you think about the worst scenario, whether that's true or not.

The former administrator of that demon tribe could possibly hold a vast amount of resources that are much larger than the amount of resources that Lianya holds today.

"But Lianya and the others have already broken into the demonic realm?

"I don't care about time. Because if you only pull out your soul and accelerate your physical time, you can easily twist out January and February, even if you accelerate enough not to cause degeneration to your soul."

"So how do you do it?

Gilliel is asking for instructions for future action.

After all, the idea that these guys don't want a head or something brings their heads up again.

Continuous surveillance, it's the only way.

"Prepare popcorn and coke, you're a bump!

I punch my head between my eyebrows, Gilliel's, who has made her eyes shine and embark on herself.

Without even being able to scream, I told Gilliel, who had begun to strike around in pain, in the coldest voice possible.

"You would be the support of Lianya and the others... but if you forgot, why don't I initialize it and then re-carve it for you?

"Yes... no, I remember, I remember it right"

"Then go away."

If he lifted his chin and looked down at Gilliel, who panicked while holding down the pierced part of his head, with a loving laugh and so on, Gilliel lightly changed his complexion and fled the scene.

I'm tracking it properly, so if I don't go straight back to work, it's a draw and a fold.

"Totally, who does he look like..."

For some reason, the thought of "it must be you" came from around me, so I decided to ignore them hard.

Sure, I did all of Gilliel's settings myself, but I'm not messing with her personality in particular, so it's supposed to be her traditional personality... I'd like to say it's not my fault.

I would say, though, that all angels were born of me, and if I were told that their character and actions contained my elements, that was undeniable to me.

Considering that, the actions of the former administrator of that demon tribe can also be considered partly because of me.

"... I don't think so..."

It's hard not to deny.

Since I am also a long-standing person, there are parts of me that I cannot answer immediately with Yoshiya to the question of whether I understand myself all by myself.

"I don't think so."

I repeat, I don't have anything to answer for.

Even though there is only one being who understands me more than I do, because I don't exist anywhere I look, even at times like this, I still get envious of people who exist as understanding people.