The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Gisigible, king of the planes, had confirmed the sight.

"How stupid"

His subordination, a total of hundreds of automatas.

What I was confirming through their eyes was the figure of a man who bled foolishly and fell with the Automatas at the end of his act of self-harm.

"Really stupid, woohoo, stupid. If you look at it because there are mass production machines to be destroyed while you are busy with the measures of the unknown King of God...... what a fool. I can laugh at the decentralization of stupidity. I look down on intelligence. I didn't expect you to let your temporal emotions crumble you... only lifeless groceries, or you, are allowed to do that. Hey, o (...) li (...) j (...) n (...)"

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To his words, the girl called 'Origin'...... Guissil pierces silence.

No, from his point of view, even the way he calls it 'girl' is subject to laughter.

"Ah, I'm in trouble, Woorizin... ugh. Without you, my wish won't be fulfilled. I'll have to stay at the bottom of the family sequence forever! Hey, hey!

Taking off the 'outer mask' when it was relative to the day and night, Gisigible slaps that fist off into Gisil's face thoughtfully.

Her body blew away with the sound of jarries, like metal and metal clashed, and 'ho' and gibberish appeased to the sight.

"Ah, I'm sorry. It's my bad habit to hit eight things nearby when I feel like it. I'm sorry, I'm not what I found out about that personality, but I'm the one who's having trouble scratching Origin. Woohoo, I'm sorry, I"

Madness, that was madness.

No, from the moment they are born, they are [dolls] in the true sense of the word, "they can produce an automatic person (...) form (...)" Gisigible.

He shrugs, wiggles indiscriminately, and sometimes pulls his arms off to comfort.

As if they were children given dolls by their parents.

"... ugh."

"Oh, hello, have you spoken now? No, no, no. You're lying, right? You are made for me and broken for me. It's just an individual for that. Grocery. There's no way that's willingness.... or Origin, willing to run away from me again? minutes (...) not (...) phase (...) also to respond (...)"

If you notice, in front of Guissil, who fell and lay down, he stood.

This isn't madness, it's a disagreement.

Whereas a man feels' a doll in pain and willing as a man 'in the same line, he can give birth to Sole and the rest from the moment of his birth, he only thinks of those dolls as dolls in the true sense of the word.

- Grocery.

Yes, groceries.

Groceries I bought up that my own useful day might come. Just groceries that I don't care to ask for where it was in the corner of my sight. It is only groceries to the extent that they can be produced on their own where they are shrugged and broken.

Except for that whole thing.

"Origin, my greatest masterpiece. For many years - six trillion and sixteen thousand and thirty-five days, to be exact. My miracle groceries that could only produce 'one' over all these years of production. A treasure, no doubt."

Spend all those days.

Build up all that effort.

I could only make 'one' - and he laughs.

to his own origins heard again...... and Gishill, who remembered his role, distorted his face tremendously and looked down at it, Gishigible seeps a mad full grin.

"Official Name, Guisigible Core! The most powerful individual who could grocery and cross the family, spending all of my abilities and expressing my potential to exceed my superiority!

Gisigible specialized in the power of creating things.

And by spending more than a trillion years producing "One," the power was even comparable to the power of Iblis the Divine Spirit King.

"My power is to produce powerful groceries! And eating that grocery and passing on to yourself the exhaustion of the power that the grocery possesses!

Gishill closes her eyelids hard and blocks her ears, and Gishigible, madly in front of her, grabs her neck with her right hand and lifts it up into the air.

"... but... ah"

"Woohoo, precious treasures, my precious groceries. irreplaceable consumables. Origin, the honorable doll born just to be eaten by me."

Guissil gasping for air.

Woohoo, it's stupid to ask for air even though it's a doll.

Let's just forgive it, you're the only one.

Born to be eaten by me.

To be eaten by me.

If you are eaten by me and decaying.

"I'm looking forward to eating you, Origin."

A pseudo-family member named Guissil, far beyond the vessel of Guissible.

In addition to the vessels of the original Gigible body, if her overwhelming potential is combined, or even more powerful than the [Soul King], the god of celestial demons and the devil's brake... just go well.

So Gisi Gibble laughs today.

From now on, and beyond.

Until this one grows to a size worthy of eating.

- Behind it, without realizing that a silver brilliance exists.

'... I see. Good idea, huh? My child. "

"- Huh!?

I lay flat before thinking in the sounding voice.

I'll give you a head up, make sure you look like that, etc., outside.

There it is. There it is.

Even deeper than my intuition, my instincts as a 'relative' told me.

"And the Divine Spirit King, Dear Iblis...... ugh!

If he noticed, he had his hands off Guissil's neck, and Guissil, freed from restraint, turned his gaze toward him as he coughed but lay flat ahead.

That's why I was there - silver.

Dazzling silver, just that.

As part of the space was filled with paint.

As the world itself avoids its existence.

Only a pompous silver color was there.

concepts, the word deserves.

I can't check my face, my gender, if it's an organism.

- Just overwhelming isolation.

A mass of fear that rocks instincts. Even Guissil, who doesn't know her before that, trembles and forgets that moment even means' living '.

'... Hmm. He was fine with me in front of him. So I thought it would be a pleasure to see my child's face once in a while. Apparently they're scared, so'

"Oh, no, no...!

No.

That's what I'm going to say, and I'm going to shut my mouth.

Now I almost told this one a 'lie'...?

That makes my spine freeze, my heart stops.

Speaking lies in front of this one is disrespectful. At that moment, there is no such thing as complaining where every being is erased at that moment. It's a great disrespect.

That's why he shuts his mouth and Iblis speaks satisfactorily to the sight

'Tell a lie... what I hate,. If my son was there, he would have' never 'created him. Yeah, good, really.'

It is read as a matter of course, such as the mind.

The wind poured him elsewhere into the room as he began to sweat like a waterfall.

"Hey, hello all. You're the mastermind...... whoa!? Hey, why are you here, Evelice!? Bit, I'm surprised..."

"... ugh! Ki, you, Divine King -!"

It was the man I knew who kicked through the window and walked into the room.

The only God who hunted his family and went to that 'throne' that transcended every family.

- Uranos the Divine King.

Full season is also full season. There was a monster there who embodied the strongest in his name.

'... long time no see,. You in the future, though, are boring. You are so much fun right now.... maybe you can fight me for a second or so too. Do you want to fight?

"No, no, it's nothing. What kind of suicide candidate would you be challenging? And what the hell is going on with me in the future... I don't know because I'm not 'alone on the world line' like you are."

Yes, a man who talks as if he were on par with Evelice.

Gigible nearly reached the very boiling point of his anger at that appearance - but then the silver wind pushes through and moves to a pure listening attitude.

'Well, fine. This time I'm here, as it is, it's not funny. Yes, because I thought so.'

To the word, Gisigible tilts his neck.

Not funny...... is that saying that I have unilaterally slaughtered those fools who are those arrivals?

For example, a little more out of hand -.

Iblis tells him pale so that he can be exposed to his thoughts thinking so.

"As it is, you will die. King of the Aircraft, Gisigible."

"........................... Huh?

To the word, Gisigible opens up a great deal of time to inquire.

Die......? This, yourself?

Why, if it's death by the god king Uranos? Then I can be convinced... he was intuitive about what Iblis was trying to say.

"... is that dying together?"

"Yeah, he's bloodstained, he's falling."

It was the first fool I ever laid eyes on.

A weak man who collapsed in conflict with his own groceries.

A temporary amount of magic is worth appreciating, but there is not a single thing else to highlight. Miscellaneous fish to that extent.

Nonetheless.

"What do you say, my mother! He's already dead! You have no power at the earliest! Assuming, in the unlikely event that you get up, you can beat me with that amount of magic and so on and so forth, there is not a single billion!

Gigible looks up.

Silver mother in front of you.

It created everything, the original of all things.

Before that, Gisigible could still be sure.

"What the hell did you see so close to dying... ugh!

In that word, a constant silence flows around.

God King Uranos sends his gaze to Iblis with pleasure, so that he can identify it.

Iblis, the Divine Spirit King, is certainly nestled in a silver colour that doesn't even make her feel her expression, and to Gisigible, who rattled her throat with gokuri, she tells this in the end.

"... dying," he said. Hmm, is there such a thing as death?

To the words, Uranos and Gisigible peeled their eyes almost simultaneously.

But that means something different.

Gigible looks up at Iblis just because he doesn't know what it means.

Uranos, by contrast, throws his gaze out the window in a hurry.

- And understand.

"... oh, I don't... even I don't want to deal with them"

Uranos shrugged - the next moment, the overwhelming mainstream of magic overflowed the world.

Ridiculous amount of magic, like swallowing a whole star.

That amount of magic clearly exceeds the total amount of gibberish, and he sweats again at such magic that it makes him even feel its heavy pressure.

"... the ghost of divine blood. How did you become a (...) ah (...)? If [resilience] is all it takes, that person is already in the highest position among his family. My head smashed, comma two seconds, brain destruction, comma five seconds. If your brain marrow burns out, it will heal completely in less than ten seconds.... Well, this was a pretty rough cure, and it doesn't look like it's all recovered yet '

To put it this far, even Gigible could understand.

Overwhelming amount of magic, absolute intimidation, and killing.

Knees tremble, isolation to the point where my heart is about to break.

- Still, it's not fully fast yet.

"Stay, stay, stay..."

Really... death, no? This self.

If you notice, Iblis is disappearing from front of you.

If you turn your gaze to the window, there is a figure of Uranos jumping down there with a pleasant smile, all that remains is a guisil that opens its eyes flashly and a guinea bull with a large amount of cold sweat.

"Duh, what's going on... duh! Shit! Hey, groceries! I need that man now."

"The man? Which guy, motherfucker?"

The sounded voice is something I'm unfamiliar with hearing.

Immediately afterwards, the ceiling of one of the two rooms will be wiped out without a trace.

- Silver flames.

Dear, the flame of the Holy Beast, of the same colour as our Mother.

Light plunges into the room.

In a cloudless ethereal, spreading black wings, the man.

Bleeding bright red eyes, right arm wrapped around a silver flame.

Before that appearance, the gisi gibble that draws your cheeks.

"- Hey you, I'm gonna smash it with personal grievances now... are you ready"

- The ghost of divine blood.

I was remembering that name Evelice told me by now.