Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The color attribute "Watery", held by the "Hero of Watery" meta, presides over "Being".

It is possible to analyze the existential information of what touches its transparent magic and synchronize itself with it.

You can enter all of the other person's information into yourself.

So when synchronized with Chrono, Meta became the truth 'Black Hero'.

Consciousness remains Meta herself, but I can now handle all his memories, abilities and magic.

Sure, that's just saying, 'I can handle it now,' and I can't move as Chrono himself any more than my consciousness remains meta.

Should we think of the presence of Chrono as something that meta has gotten into?

That you need to understand and get used to maneuvering.

Meta first drew his knowledge and abilities on tactics before memory and so on.

Immediately activate and distance 'Space'. The 'space' attribute imposes a non-activation time depending on the distance traveled.

Sounds like the cool time of the game, accompanied by Chrono's perception. I'm not sure about Meta.

Anyway, that if you fly a long distance, you'll have a longer time to activate the next one for that matter. Perhaps just the right shackle of balance to allow man the conceptual attribute of 'space'.

Meta, who could not immediately activate space travel for that reason, tried to leave the front with 'wind' magic.

After fleeing Chrono's attack zone and pulling out useful information for Arxbaona and sending it to Jeanne and others, he was once again going to shake Chrono's abilities on the battlefield.

But.

- Yeah.

Meta far from him is.

He had slashed me (,,,,,,,,).

He didn't follow perfectly himself.

He's confronting Jeanne. He just waved his sword.

Then a slash is engraved on himself and his body, and the synchronization is unsynchronized because the magic organ is damaged.

He himself naturally knew the attack, so he was instantly regenerating the wound.

That's crazy.

Impossible.

There's no way it's gonna happen.

Meta synchronization is perfect.

Meta had the confidence to respond to every attack he had. There was a force in Meta that could do that. Anyway, the meta is Chrono himself.

Just because the spirit is meta, homogeneous beings...... no way.

Meta comes to mind.

Consciousness does not cloud whether the activator is prevented from being lost by "clear". The spirit of Chrono mixes with the spirit of Meta.

Meta can remain completely self-preserving and suffer the presence of others.

But on the contrary.

That even in the same being, the spirit of manipulation is different.

And synchronization is only 'subject at that point'.

It's too absurd, but if.

If Chrono had evolved into The Next Moment of Being Synchronized.

Meta doesn't know that.

But all I could think of was that.

In the crash, Meta understood.

What he released was flying 'black' [black eating].

And the magic that goes with it is' space '.

However, [black eating] was not instantaneously traveled long distances.

Meta carried out the first 'space travel' up to the limit distance, from which she further took the distance with 'wind'.

His [black eater], who later waved his sword, won't even reach Meta, even if he haunts' space travel '.

If you are [black eaten] that has been flown to the limit critical, you can deal with it before it hits you.

Then why did it turn out like this?

The answer, in a way, is simple.

"Space" is an attribute that stretches cool time depending on the distance traveled.

In other words, the shorter the distance traveled, the shorter the cool-time.

If, for example, it is in front of the eye, it is almost nil. If it's less than a half a step, it's zero.

In other words, if you literally move space ahead of your eyes and nose, you can activate the space movement immediately.

If you use it against humans, it's like nothing. Even more so given the out-of-the-box consuming magic of conceptual attributes. It's completely pointless because that degree of distance goes on while the magic is being assembled.

The same goes for magic. Something about flying a wind blade is still faster.

But why don't you lay it on magic for hundreds of thousands?

The magic was worked out at super high speeds by the rare thinking power, and within a moment the 'space' was superimposed on the [black eater].

The "black" blade thus released appears slightly forward, disappears slightly forward, disappears slightly forward, and disappears countless times. Cool time is zero. It is repeated at a rate that transcends human perception and arrives at the enemy at the same time as it is unleashed.

Magic that, if normal, is not commensurate with the effect, can even be described as the cost of too enormous an air of magic.

But it worked for Meta.

Because Chrono didn't know such magic. Because I never even thought about it.

So even the meta that became Chrono couldn't handle it.

Chrono thought that existing magic would handle it.

And just moments from there.

I braided a whole new magic.

Can you do that?

I gave it a shot, Chrono.

This just deprived me of 'clarity'.

Jeanne doesn't even look back on this one.

Meta thinks of her superior officer, 'The Dark Hero' Glare.

Something he was saying.

The strength of Chrono is indomitable. I won't give up until I win, so I win. I won't give up until I accomplish it, so I'll accomplish it.

That may be true, but it may not be accurate.

He's not going to give up, he's not going to. I'm crushing that option, so I won't waver in any situation. Even if it is slightly shaky, it is handled at the next moment.

That kind of has an unbreakable core.

That's not what Meta has. How many have cores together?

The ground is getting closer.

Meta puts her hand on the wound, knowing that it is water on the burning stone, and squeezes the slightest magic that remains in her body.

Attempt to mitigate the impact with the 'wind' attribute magic on the verge of crashing into the ground.

Not everything, but only to the extent that it fell off the roof of a small building.

Still, it doesn't change that the attack from Chrono is fatal.

I can't even use magic I'm good at when my magic organs are destroyed, so to speak of heroes.

The magic in your body has cost you to slow down the fall, and then you just wait for death.

The sky is blue.

Shadows cover themselves.

A dragon was flying overhead.

Someone jumps.

The dot gradually grew larger by the time I could tell it was a person, and the person stepped down at the foot of Meta without sound.

"It's an odd encounter here, Meta. Angel, Sapphire's here. You're safe."

It's a deep blue girl. For the remaining face of childhood, a pranky, pathetic grin. Large motion with a small body. He still had his chest wide open and one hand wide open.

"Ethereal Hero" Sapphire Hollow = Abyssal Down.

"... that woman, you can't forgive me for treating our meta like crap"

She hit Meta's 'healing' as she 'interrupted' the bleeding by 'pale'.

As well as Meta, he's one of Glare's men, a fellow brigade.

Brigades are a particularly peer-minded group among the Arksbaonas.

Meta didn't do anything to Sapphire. Still, she is angry at Jeanne for not looking at Meta and treats herself with all her might.

That was, at the same time, horrible for Meta.

What you are given as a matter of course is not necessarily what you will get next.

To the kindness directed, there is not necessarily the following:

So scared.

"Look, it's done."

Smile, the sapphire smiles.

He snorted and Meta woke himself up.

"You're as silent as ever. Well, that's fine, Ked, see, I'll go. I hope you get up crying for the honor of reaching out to me."

The black cloth bag to which the metal is applied has a white stain on the eye area and mouth area.

Meta was moving it and communicating her emotions.

Responding to Sapphire's words, she takes her hand and rises, producing a tearful stain from the eye area.

"Mm-hmm. Meta is honest. I hope we're all like this, especially those gizzard teeth."

Gizzards are called "Red Heroes" Shivarogh-GraphiLength. He and Sapphire are not close.

Knock, and Meta pulled his arm, and the sapphire opened and closed his eyelids, and then nodded.

"Right. We'll talk later."

Chrono's responsiveness was shocking, but he didn't have to die this way.

Though my people rushed me, I can't stand by and watch.

We need to get back on the front.

Jeanne and Chrono.

Though it had just begun, the thoughts of the two were intertwined, intensifying the battle as they engaged.