Lead the other world.

The mask, which avoided Takumi's attack by jumping very far back, stood toward Takumi, realizing that it was impossible to defeat him with only killing.

(There seems to be no weapon over there, and there's a reach. I should be able to stand around in my favor...)

Takumi twists and narrows the distance to the mask he erected while firmly erecting the orange infarct.

Eventually, Takumi continued to shrink the distance while paying attention to the movement of the mask, and the distance from the mask, which was not to be slightly mobile as it stood, remained about three meters.

And where we would enter between orange infarcts if we narrowed the distance a little further, Takumi moved diagonally down the mask in a movement that lowered his center of gravity and flowed, slashing up the orange infarct with all his might.

(Captured!!)

An orange infarct blade approaches the mask as the wind cuts.

The movement of the flowing Takumi with the haste would have been received without even being able to react if it had been a concurrent human being.

But now the opponent, the mask, is one of the emperors just because Takumi doesn't know. Takumi had mismeasured the mask's strength.

And the moment I thought Takumi captured it completely.

Takumi was dancing through the universe with severe pain in her body.

"Ha!?

Dancing through the universe, Takumi, who could not understand the translation as it was, was slammed from his back to the ground, coughing and suppressing his bumpy and painful abdomen with his hands.

And Takumi tried to stand up patiently for the pain in her abdomen, but fell again with her footsteps as they were. Takumi wasn't just in her abdomen, she had severe headaches, and her vision was grossly distorted and blurred.

The fluttering Takumi managed to stand up with an orange infarct as a cane without knowing what had happened.

(Yes... When did I get attacked...? My side head and stomach are not normal, it hurts...)

Takumi was stunned by the overwhelming difference in force between herself and the mask as she sighted the mask looking at this one without moving from the spot into her distorted and blurred vision.

At any rate, he was struck twice as intensely as he could not realise the moment he launched the attack. Until earlier, Takumi thought he could fight more than each other because he had a weapon, but he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming difference in force between the boulders.

(Strong... Definitely the strongest I've ever fought -)

Takumi fluttered, but put up an orange infarct, meditated his eyes and took a big, deep breath. He opened his eyes and glanced at the mask and let go of his killing temper.

- So I'll do everything I can to take you down!

Before the mask with no bottom in sight, Takumi, whose atmosphere had changed, had never been more focused in order not to miss a single movement of the mask.

(If I were a mask, how would I move next...)

And as Takumi's concentration grew, the orange infarct began to glow slightly.

Unconsciously, Takumi's senses were terribly sharp. All the information in this space, like the rhythm of masked breathing, the spacing of my heart sounds, comes into my head.

(Come on... Call me from anywhere!!)

Then the mask suddenly stopped erecting, looking at Takumi, who was releasing his concentration and killing to that unusual point.

(What the... hey...... no way is that!?)

A golden aura swirls from the body of the mask that stops erecting, and the signs fade so much that he doesn't know if his figure is plundering and there's a mask there.

(spiritual......? Is that it?)

An unpleasant sweat had erupted from all over Takumi due to atmospheric shaking intimidation and killing.

- Come on!

And the moment he felt the signs of the mask disappear completely, Takumi opened his eyes and tried to perceive at all costs the signs of the mask whose existence was diluted in anticipation of where the mask had moved.

(Behind my back... no... right in front of me!!)

Predicting and sensing as soon as possible, Takumi let off his killer temper in front of him, swinging his orange infarct down with all his might as he roared.

"Ha-ha-ha!!

I felt a mask laying low in front of me for a moment. Takumi struck a special blow - it should have.

"Ugh... right?

The shaken orange infarct slid through the place where I felt like I could see the mask and cut the sky. It was the remnants of the mask that Takumi felt there was a mask and slashed.

The mask was able to move at a speed far beyond Takumi's assumptions.

And it was too late when Takumi returned to me when the attack swung empty and thought stopped for a moment.

Takumi felt the sign of a mask behind her and the moment she tried to look back, Takumi's consciousness broke off there.