57 Everything Is Within His Expectations (1/2)
The scenery changes.
This is an empty, white space that stretches on endlessly. The sky, the ground, and even the horizon; everything is a bland white color.
Alpha and Delta are standing off against Nelson.
Nelson's figure blurs, then there are two of him.
Delta gradually inches forward, body bent low.
Alpha merely stands in place with arms crossed, not even drawing her weapon. Instead, she has her gaze focused on the two Nelsons, carefully observing them.
”...Shi!”
With a sharp exhalation, Delta makes a move.
Her lowered body pounces forward like a beast.
Riding that forward momentum, her jet black blade makes a horizontal slash.
Her sword that is now longer than the average person's height is devoid of technique and heart, filled entirely with pure violence.
The tremendous shock rocks the atmosphere.
Nelson attempts to parry the violence that threatens to mow down everything, and ends up being sent flying.
It appears that he had barely managed to defend himself, but on his face is unmistakable shock.
”You monster...!”
Delta laughs.
But right as she is about to pursue him in a follow-up attack, the second Nelson steps in. His greatsword attempts to intercept the advancing Delta.
But.
”One down.”
”Ah...?”
Even before he finishes his swing, the second Nelson's head has sprouted a jet black blade.
Without anyone noticing, Alpha had circled behind him, and stabbed her sword into the back of his head. In the same motion, Alpha chops off his head.
Without sound, without killing intent, as if it's the most normal thing in the world.
Blood fountains into the air, creating a striking stain on the white ground.
But the next instant, that corpse shatters into pieces like a mirror, then disappears.
”The feedback was indeed human. The movements and smell were also human. This is probably a part of the Holy Ground's defense mechanism.”
So murmurs Alpha, as she looks at the blood on her sword also fading away.
”Indeed.”
Nelson hides his astonishment, then takes a stance. The next moment, he becomes 2, then 4.
”It seems that I had let down my guard a little. Now let's see how you two fare against 4 people.”
Leaving 1 behind, the other 3 Nelsons step forward.
Delta plunges into their midst.
The risk of being surrounded by superior numbers means nothing to her. The mad charge towards prey is everything.
”So a mere beast after all...”
Nelson laughs.
Delta also laughs.
She first slices down the foremost Nelson in one attack, sword and all.
But then the two other Nelsons who now surround her assail her together.
The horizontally mowing greatswords converge from both her front and back.
Left without an escape route, Delta parries the greatsword coming from the front, then snaps her head around.
And then.
She bites the greatsword approaching from the back.
Delta's canines pierce into the greatsword, which then shatters with a dull sound.
”Hah...?!”
A stupified exclamation escapes Nelson's lips.
In the time it takes Nelson to rubs his eyes, the two remaining Nelsons have already been killed by Delta.
”How can this...”
Alpha's and Delta's magic should be largely suppressed. Due to the effect of the Holy Ground, their control should also be unstable. That's no state to put up any proper fight.
However, despite being under these conditions, these two have already killed several Nelsons.
This is something that far exceeds the boundaries of common sense.
”Did you two Awake by yourself...? But the method to do so should have been lost long ago...”
Nelson's question is answered only by a smile from Alpha.
Delta seems to be having trouble with controlling her slime bodysuit.
In the end, she gathers it only around her chest and lower body, creating a simple bikini armor.
With the barest minimum of her face and body properly covered, Delta nods in satisfaction.
”W-, well, this much is still within expectation.”
So says Nelson in a slightly shaky voice.
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”Behold, then, my full strength!”
Together with those words, the number of Nelsons increase.
Their number is a far cry from anything so far. Going beyond 10, approaching 100 even.
”Mountain of preeeyyyyy...”
Delta laughs with delight, then plunges into their midst once again.
”Can you not even understand numerical disadvantage, you beast!”
But when Delta clashes with the Nelsons, it is Nelson's face that stiffens.
Several Nelsons are sent flying through the air, like some sort of a joke.
”AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!”
Delta's roar echoes like some bad quality laughter.
Then begins the massacre.