stand-in creed

Along with the words came the sound of something cracking behind the stag beetle, and the whistling sound of something flying towards it.

With his spare left hand, Nero pointed at the stag beetle in mid-air.

"From the beginning, I didn't think that a bug like you would let me aim like a target. From the beginning, I didn't think that I could win easily, so I have to think of some way to let your attention focus on me. body, such as——

"Attack me, who is as slow as a newborn lamb compared to you, who is extremely fast.

"After all, even if the compound eyes of insects have a field of vision beyond that of humans, but due to your body structure, your vision will still be affected by your body and the high-speed swinging wings behind you, making you unable to see everything behind you. And Your body is not hidden in this cabin, and it cannot help you as a substitute.

"so--

"My corrugated cutter was not aimed at you from the beginning, but at the cart behind you.

"The ripples I poured into with all my strength can not only control only four ripple cutters!!!"

The cracking sound is the cracking sound of a beverage bottle.

Red wine.

coffee.

Cola.

Fanta.

white water.

Various containers are torn apart by corrugated cutters.

The power of the ripples is gathered in the colorful drinks, turning into brand-new ripple knives, attacking from the stag beetle's blind spot.

Aware of this, the stag beetle violently pulled out the mouthpart that penetrated Nero's right shoulder and right palm, and once again drew a bloody light of secondary damage in the air, trying to flap its wings to avoid the attack from behind. The incoming ripple attack.

"Idiot! I said you can't restrain me!

"It's just a bunch of ripple attacks that are close at hand. I've said it all. Even if ten guns shoot at me at the same time at a distance of one centimeter, I will..."

"You can dodge it at a distance of one centimeter, so how about shooting directly from your body?"

"Um……?!"

Once again, the stag beetle, who narrowly escaped the ripple attack from the rear, realized something.

And Nero's voice has already reached his ears.

"You were fooled, Gray Tower."

puff!

Rippled brilliance bloomed in the stag beetle's mouth.

The moment the stag beetle's body was torn apart, the stag beetle finally understood what had happened.

"……Blood."

The four corrugated cutters in the first round were feints.

The exploding beverage cart in the second round was still a feint that made him relax his vigilance.

Everything, even the lengthy commentary in Nero's mouth, is a trap for Nero to divert his attention, interrupt his thinking, and prevent him from vigilance.

The real murderous intent is the blood stained on the mouthparts.

as well as--

"—Blood Ripple Cutter."

Nero said so.

The figure of the stag beetle gradually became unreal.

The consciousness of the torn body hidden in the luggage compartment gradually became blurred.

When the gray tower was about to vanish into thin air, he saw Nero stepping forward step by step.And beside Nero, a holy and dazzling figure like heaven gradually turned from imaginary to real.

human body.

Gold armor.

Looking inside through the gap of the helmet, it was a darkness deeper than the void.

pat!

pat!

Nero and the double whose body overlapped with his own all took a step forward.

"...It turned out to be like this, until now you have finally become a real stand-in messenger.

"But it's useless, brat. The crash of this plane cannot be stopped. Now that the pilot is killed and the automatic flight control system is turned off, you are destined to crash into the Mediterranean Sea with this plane and become garbage on the sea... …what?!"

floated up.

When the golden stand-in bent down and touched the beverage cart, the beverage cart that had been damaged by the corrugated cutter floated up leisurely.

Floating up together with the drink cart was a blond-haired boy named Nero.

"gravity……"

Finish saying this.

The stag beetle completely dissipated in this world, and the stand-in messenger who was torn apart in the luggage compartment finally swallowed his last breath.

Until the end, he didn't hear Nero's last words.

"...I have a parachute, is it a leucorrhea?"

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Alternate name: ? ? ?

Destructive power: C

Speed: A

Action Accuracy: A

Sustainability: A

Range: 2m

Growth: A

Ability: Eliminate the gravity of the non-living body touched by the main body and the stand-in "Double Fist", and freely control it.

Chapter 9 Dark Blue Moon Part [-]

Ionian Gulf.

Located in the north of the Mediterranean Sea, on the coast formed by the "sole" of Italy and the west coast of Greece, a small civil aircraft crashed.

Accompanied by a loud roar, the plane turned into scattered wreckage and lay quietly on the bay, and the leaked fuel instantly burned raging flames on the sea, just like a grand cremation ceremony. The three crew members who suffered misfortune were sent to heaven.

Under the dark night, the golden double and its main body, Nero, slowly fell from the sky a few minutes after the plane crashed, with its toes lightly touching the endless black sea, watching the burning wreckage of the plane a hundred meters away.

"..."

Nero felt a little complicated.

Although it is not so sad, at least I feel some regret for the three crew members who died.

Besides, Nero was a little confused.

Nero couldn't understand why he became a stand-in messenger.

"...Can you tell me what information?"

Nero looked at his double, trying to ask for some information.

However, his substitute just stood quietly by his side like a knight without saying a word.Even if he made any movements, it was Nero's thoughts that controlled the actions of the substitute.

But after a moment, the stand-in opened his mouth.

"DoReMiFaSoLaSi—"

Don't think too much, it's just Nero trying to control the double's voice.

Nero sighed.

"No self-awareness."

Nero understood, he understood that his substitute was just an extension of his spirit, not an independent individual.

It seems that no one can chat on the road to relieve boredom.

Immediately, Nero took out the compass and map, and took a sitting posture sitting on the air, looking at the boundless sea around him and fell into deep thought.

"So, where am I now?

"The Gulf of Ionia? The Gulf of Sidra?

"Or a little further away from the Aegean Sea? It's too difficult to figure out your position in this kind of sea.

"So I should wait for the marine police from which country to arrive and pretend to be a survivor to get on the boat? No, after that, not only will I not be able to avoid the lengthy process of dealing with such and such departments, but it will also expose the fact that I am still alive.

"Leave before the marine police come.

"In terms of direction... first go all the way south to find the coastline, and then follow the coastline all the way east."

Although trying to locate your exact latitude and longitude on the dark sea is tantamount to nonsense.

But as long as you calculate the approximate route of the plane and refer to the map, it is not difficult to go southeast with your own position, either directly to Egypt, or you have to spend a while on the coast of Libya before going to Egypt.

thought here.

Nero put away the map, held the compass in his hand, and stepped on an object that looked like a skateboard on the water——

- the cabin door.

"— Stairway to Heaven."

The substitute's name has already been decided.

Just use the name of the vinyl record that symbolizes the "future" that was accidentally dropped on the table during the divination.

Nero sat on the cabin door.

As for Stairway to Heaven, he squatted down slightly and touched the cabin door with his fist.

the next moment.

The figures of Nero and his stand-in roared out like Zaku, a machine leaving the bridge in the universe, galloping across the boundless sea.And behind the cabin door like a surfboard, a wave of crystal clear waves was set off.

Just like a elementary school student with a skateboard galloping in Mihua Town, Nero gallops on the Mediterranean Sea under the night, rushing towards the other side of the sea.

One hundred kilometers.

Two hundred kilometers.

Three hundred kilometers.

……

"……hungry."

Nero stopped acting like a silly surfer for a long time, but just sat quietly on the cabin door, using his stand-in ability to quietly send himself to his destination.

At this moment, even Nero himself doesn't know how far he has rushed, and of course it is even more impossible to know his precise position.

It was at such a time that a little light gradually appeared on the distant sea.

That was the ship's searchlight.

Nero stopped his movements cautiously, quietly staying in place and carefully observing the ship in his field of vision.

"...the Marine Police?

"No, it's just an ordinary small cruise ship in terms of shape.

"It's a pity that the direction is opposite to where I'm going. Otherwise, I can learn from Musashi and Kojiro to ride a boat quietly below."

Nero shook his head.

Nero was only going to leave quietly.

The visibility on the sea under such a dark night is extremely low. Even if the other party is holding a searchlight to shine on the sea surface, unless he yells, it is impossible to find such a small human being under normal circumstances.