480 475. Underground sweeper.txt (1/2)

Almost there.

Using Glenn's sister as bait, we were supposed to be able to 'covertly' get through the 99th layer.

That plan went smoothly, but just before we passed through the [Connection].

I was grabbed.

My legs were pulled and I was dragged into a pool of blood.

Compared to the bright ground of the sky, the 99th layer was dimly lit - as if even the bottom of that labyrinth was just the beginning, sinking even darker and deeper, downward and downward.

''d*mn ......, hey--!

I couldn't breathe.

My lungs were compressed, forcing me to open my mouth.

I exhaled air bubbles as they were squeezed out.

It was as if tens of thousands of arms were strapped to one of my thin legs.

The force gripping my ankle is as strong as a vise, and I'm sinking horribly fast.

I immediately gave up resisting with 'muscle power' and tried to use the blood-controlling magic 《Blood》, but for some reason it fizzled out. Following that, he tried to wield the power of the Ghost 'Demon', but it also vanished in vain.

I don't know how it works, but the sealing and offsetting of the ability is done all the time.

The only way to confirm the cause of this was to open my eyes, as well as my mouth, firmly.

When he lifted his eyelids, a whole swath of red spread across his vision.

Red on top, red on the bottom, red on both sides.

Everywhere you look, it's red, even to the end of the world.

--I kept sinking in the deep sea of blood.

If I had endured the experiments and torture of a thousand years ago, I wouldn't die so easily.

But if you continue to be dragged in like this, even if you don't physically drown, there's a chance you'll be drowned 'spellbound'.

What made me think that was the woman who was grabbing my ankles and trying to fall in with me.

The look.

”--”Neil.

I don't mistake him anymore.

The one calling his name is a cleaning lady, a childhood friend of mine who I met in 'Blood Land'.

The figure is not a 'blood puppet', but is dressed in fine clothing. His red limbs are covered with skin-colored skin, his hair, which shimmers like a mollusk, is glossy and black, and his eyes, which shine like a nocturnal creature, are deep red.

At first, I thought she was imitating Helmina-san with her fresh blood magic.

However, as our eyes met, I could tell it was different.

Since she was a special 'magician' born in Fania and an expert in 'blood magic', I could be sure that this was a 'magicianization'.

Moreover, the ones mixed in were not monsters.

Truly, it's unusual (...).

This is the first time I've seen it, but it's a 'person'.

She's a 'demon' mixed with a 'person'.

I'm the only one in the world to realize that she's a ”demon return” mixed with Helmina Neisha.

The word 'natural enemy' appears in my mind.

............!

”Yes, 'Neil.' Like you, I was subjected to the Demonization Experiment. And like you, I was a 'success story'. I'm a very 'lucky' and 'happy' 'witch'.

Her lips moved lightly, though in a sea of blood, and she heard a voice.

I heard that the affiliation of that research institute was licked by the 'The One Who Steals the Reason of the Tree' id a while ago. It looks like he's already thrown out the example madman's manual completely .......

That easy to hear word makes me feel uncomfortable.

And then I suddenly turned my gaze upward.

How far have I sunk?

It's so far away, dark and red that it's impossible to measure.

'Do you want to go back up?　Or do you want to go above ground?　You can't ...... it. Because [I'll never go back]. That's the real Fania rule.

She warned me downstairs as I looked up.

I wanted to deny that I wasn't.

To me, Fania territory was a rich, cheerful place, full of people's vibrancy and hope.

But I also knew the nightmare that took place underneath it all too well.

Most of all, the souls that smiled as they grabbed my feet proved it.

'Without a doubt, this is the real Fania. Coincidentally, you've made it 'home' again. It would really be the 'ideal' place for a goal in life. This is where all of Fania has been waiting for us, too.

As she uttered the words 'everyone of Fania', she felt 'something' in the sinking blood.

It was huge objects swimming at high speed in the deep sea of blood while letting out a strange roar.

It was easy to tell that they were the 'Blood Demon Beasts' from their disastrous and hard to describe shape, because they were the ones who were using them.

This blood-deep sea was as familiar as home, and there were so many things one could understand about it.

It's a good thing that you can't get rid of them. --I'm not sure why, but I can understand their language.

''-- Boy?　'You came back, that boy.'

'Why?　Why you?　You were the only one who survived?　Jealous. You were just as guilty. ”Die, demon apprentice--

You shouldn't have come back. Don't come back. And don't come back to this place again. ......

”Kill me. Kill me now. Make him die and apologize. And yet my grudge does not hold.

The shape varies.

The ”Blood Monster” looks like a drawstring with its organs connected with its intestines.

The ”Blood Monster” looks like a tree with a hundred eyes like grapes.

A sphere made up of countless limbs, like a blood monster.

For some reason, we now understand the words of these objects that instinctively refuse to understand and make us want to throw up.

The Blood Monster Beasts have lost their throat organ, so they shouldn't be able to speak no matter how much they shake their bodies. In the first place, their souls had been swallowed up by madness through repeated experiments.

Is it because the vibrations are easily transmitted through the sea of blood?

Are you saying that because it's a labyrinth, you can have direct contact with the souls of the dead?

Then this is ......, this is (...)?

I couldn't breathe and my throat wouldn't quiver properly.

But if I moved my mouth, I could produce an outward vibration (・・・・・・).

It's as if a vibration (ie. a voice) shaking my soul.

I have a sense of where I'm being dragged in.

Yes, this is the Living Red (Hell Virmillion Hell) from The One Who Steals the Reason for Blood. The grave-visiting magic (・・・・・・) that controls the blood that seeps into the earth and speaks to the dead - under (...)

Underneath the 99 layers, Helmina's real 'magic' was unfolding.

It is, in terms of combat effects, a magic that controls ghosts.

That's why Kanami-san ridiculed me when we met again in the basement of The Great Sacred City, saying that I was like a dead spirit user (necromancer).

However, the essence is a little different.

As you can see, communicating with the dead is the most true value of all.

I'm being dragged into the abyss of that real value.

”-- 'Thrusting my claws into the sky, I have scraped through the world (you),' 'Look up and be blinding. I will rain blood from the sky where I have just torn flesh' --

Afterwards, she wrote a poem about Ms. Helmina's life.

With that nostalgic poem, she goes on to welcome

'Welcome to the real 100 layers. Unlike the 'make-believe' of the gurus, this one is the 'real' one.

Here?　This is the real 100 layers?　For all intents and purposes, this place is--

No, sir. This is the real labyrinth, the lowest level. Neither the Deepest Depths nor the God's Seat is a realm that does not exist. It's a different dimension of make-believe.

............?

'If I'm going to fall, I want the 'real thing'. Will you go down with me into this real 'hell'?

99 layers down, she called it 'Hell' and dragged it down.

The power of her ”Majin” was fierce and powerful.

It's a power that's completely unmatched by me, the masterpiece of the Majoji Research Institute.

The place, the situation, and the magic of this place, the situation, and the magician mixed with Helmina Neisha are too good for me. After all, this blood-deep sea is the very life of Helmina-san--!

d*mn it ......!

Phew. ......

To be clear, I can't even talk to my childhood friend to settle the matter.

Unable to even breathe, and doubtful if I'll survive, I scream.

'Well, magic--!

Just before I was dragged in, I was using dimensional magic and defaults.

With my signature fresh blood magic, I am now in a body that can use the dimensional attribute.

If I were to use it, I would have to go with ”Distance Mute”.

It's a complex magic with special attributes, but that's why it should be difficult to seal or cancel out.

It can't be stifled.

I'll penetrate one leg for a moment and escape from her restraints first--!

And I began to build with no chanting. However, the magic name of that trump card was uttered first--

...the resonance spell Distance Mute.

She grabbed my leg.

She matched me with a spell (・・・・・).

Hence, the magic does not penetrate my leg.

Rather, my leg and her hand overlapped and became stronger and more connected.

A magical wedge that never separates is completed and is laughed at.

''Huh, kuhu. ...... Helmina-sama is a friend of Tiara-sama. There's no way you can't use it.

............!

I thought she was going to mist all my power, but this was the only thing that resonated with me.

Perhaps she was waiting for me, inducing me to use the 《Distance Mute》. I was neatly caught in that trap, and her arms and my legs became one with her.

It's soul assimilation through resonance.

The boundary between me and her disappears, and the two consciousnesses overlap.

It's not good.

At this rate, we'll join the ranks of the 'Blood Demon Beasts' swimming together nearby.

As I fear that, I turn my vigilance to my surroundings as well, the voice that I hear even more--

Just go away. Mingle with the rest of you and disappear. You'll join them and float around here forever, holding a grudge with us.

”Perhaps the boy had to return. ”Perhaps the boy had no choice but to return, and he made a promise to a world he hated. His name was Helvillestein.

It's your fault they're dead. If only you hadn't led 'God of Light' to ......!

It was a long time ago. Every Phanadian researcher knows how it works. Have you forgotten how it works? What it means to swear a 'deal with the world' in your name...

Hateful, hateful, hateful, hateful. If you hadn't asked for a savior, we would be alive. We all would be alive. I could still be alive with you, mother.

Something is wrong.

There's something else in the mix besides a voice that hates me for surviving.

It's an intelligent and calm voice.

The 'Blood Demon Beast' that I had always shied away from because it would drive all who see it crazy, is now spinning words in an orderly manner.

''Mm, a long time ago?　Fania researchers: ......?

Yeah, back in time. Come back to join the old times. Come with me to the very depths of Phania that day.

I muttered ”back in the day” and she agreed with me, ”back in the day”.

The assimilation accelerated further.

--And as if to confirm that ”long ago”, a completely different scene was reflected in the deep sea of blood.

Is it the 'past vision' of whose (...) 'past' is here?

In the state where the soul has begun to assimilate, it is impossible to know exactly what it is.

However, although it is vague, I start to see the basement with that nostalgic smell.

It's a room surrounded by moldy bookshelves, with only a minimal desk and chair.

This is where the three of us used to study and spend our time together in peace.

The three of us - no, I'm not in that example room (・・・・・).

The only people who were there were Helmina-san and the cleaning staff.

Since it was just the two of us, Helmina-san had a pained expression on her face that she had never shown me.

Even my childhood friend, the cleaner, who replied to that, was speaking in a fluent language that she had never spoken to me before--

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Ms. Helmina shook her head painfully and she spoke in her own language.