One-way traffic

Furthermore, it is gradually spreading to the entire miniature garden... and even to everything that surrounds it.

"What...are you?!"

In terms of physical signs and senses, they are no different from ordinary humans.

But not the same.

At this moment, Pest and her two familiars could clearly see the white-haired, red-eyed being before them.

He absolutely cannot describe it using the word "human".

If I had to say...

…I'm afraid the only word that comes to mind is "monster".

Even if the other person has a human appearance, voice, emotions, and everything else, they are no different from the humans they know or any other intelligent, normal creature.

He is still not "human".

A "monster" that is completely out of place in this world, isolated from everything, yet effortlessly controls everything.

But it's too late to realize this now.

then--

Under their gaze.

The "monster" with wings reached out its hand to them.

"Kill him."

BOOM! ...

Something incomprehensible to anyone, formed a vector on an incredible scale.

Chapter 792 A Battle Without Rules

——! ! !

On the verge of death

That inexplicable power was beyond anything anyone could have imagined.

It is emerging with an overwhelming momentum, as if converging towards the center of the Milky Way.

"Owner?!"

At that moment, the first person to react and make a change was Pest.

Under the shocked gazes of Wesley and Latine, Pest widened her eyes and opened her arms.

Some unique power was infused into Weser's body.

"Ugh—! What, what is this?!"

"I have bestowed divinity upon your body."

Weser clenched his fists, feeling an unparalleled power surging within him.

It was a power unlike anything I had ever experienced before, one that could elevate me to a completely new level in one fell swoop.

That is "divinity".

In other words, Weser is no longer acting solely as a demon summoned by a grimoire.

Hamel's Book of Magic?

…The achievements resulting from the deaths of a mere 130 people are simply incomparable to this.

boom----

From behind Weser, a wave of pure black dust surged forth instantly.

“Uoo ...

With his hands trembling, Wesel, whose body had been transformed by the divine power in an instant, was doing his best to control the immense power surging within him.

Even his eyes were trembling slightly.

"This power... Master! If you were to grant me this kind of demonic divine power—!"

"It's alright, granting me this level of divinity won't have much of an impact on me."

Since Pest would do such a thing, there must be a reason for her actions.

She quickly looked ahead, towards Accelerator, who was still gathering some kind of power.

Behind it, a pair of...wing-like things had completely materialized.

And like a network, it extends throughout the entire world of miniature gardens.

"I don't know exactly what that thing is, but we absolutely cannot let him succeed."

"You mean... Master?! You want me to go with you—"

"Is there any other way?"

Granting Weser divinity wouldn't have a significant impact on Pest, but after acquiring divinity, Weser would be elevated from a simple demon to a status akin to a demon king.

It is no exaggeration to say that Weser now possesses immense power comparable to planetary crustal movements.

Lating's words are meaningless; her abilities are not offensive in nature, and even if she were granted divinity, it wouldn't help her.

She seemed to be well aware of this as well.

"...Step back, Lating."

Latine held her breath and retreated behind the two men along with Schultrom.

"Weser, use all your strength to attack this guy with me."

"I see…"

Even so, Weser still slowly looked at the figure in front of him.

"I don't know what's behind that guy... even if I attack it, I don't think it will be effective, and—"

"I know what you want to say."

Under the rules of the Little Garden world, the two factions are currently in a truce, so whatever the other side does should not affect Pest and the others.

This is how it should be.

However, both Pest and Wesser sensed that something was amiss.

It's as if the other party can then completely ignore all the laws of the miniature garden world.

They're attacking!

Boom! Something exploded behind the white figure.

So Pest and Wesley immediately took action.

The wind picked up.

…It was pure black, carrying a wind capable of reducing everything to death.

The power belonging to the demon king Pest was swirling in the center of the air, transforming into a turbine like a black hole.

Weser, on the other hand, held the magic flute high.

He concentrated immense power at the front of the flute, rotating it round and round, causing some invisible force to rapidly converge on his weapon.

That is, the movement of the planet's crust.

Within the planet's core, wave after wave of shaking forces were gathered and concentrated by the magic flute, and then absorbed entirely into its interior, where they were controlled by Weser, who had fully unlocked the power of the spirit.

In other words, countless energies comparable to the movement of the earth's crust are all under Weser's control.

"Drink it—!!!!"

Weser roared, and the Magic Flute was slammed down on him like a club.

The attack, imbued with the planet's energy, was instantly amplified by the black vortex created by the Demon King.

Boom! After absorbing the earth's crustal energy, the vortex, which already possessed immense power, shot forward in a straight line like a cannonball.

And Pest could be certain of that.

If this was an attack unleashed during the Gift Game, then at least within the Northern District's faction, absolutely no one would be able to withstand this level of energy with their bare hands.

then.

Under the watchful eyes of several people.

The energy vortex that struck Accelerator directly vanished into nothingness.

No, describing it as something that vanishes into nothingness in an instant seems somewhat inaccurate.

Because in the moment before they were completely reduced to nothingness, they became numbers.

A pure, massive data volume composed of countless zeros and ones intertwined.

"Varied…?"

Pest, Wesley, and Latine all cried out in horror, but it was too late to stop it.

Ignoring the wishes of everyone around them.

In their eyes, a wing, almost gray and chaotic, appeared for less than a fleeting moment.

—It shattered something in this world.

grunt.

It was as if the world's heartbeat had stopped for a moment. No matter what force was at work, even the world called the Little Garden could not stop it. Rather, the level that thing exhibited could no longer be described by anything as infinite or finite.

An invisible, immense force instantly enveloped everyone on the Demon King's side.

Om-! ! !

It was like a strong gust of wind.

Feeling completely immobilized by the direct gust of wind, Pest and the others were instantly forced to land on the ground.

"...Huh?"

However, something is not right.

Pest and Wesley, or perhaps Latine.

None of these people felt the slightest discomfort.

"No injuries..."

Weser scratched his hand and looked at the person in front of him.

The white-haired, red-eyed man still stood in the same spot.

However, the pair of gray wings behind him still disappeared.

There was nothing unusual about it; it was as if the world had always been this way from the beginning. No one present noticed any anomalies.

"Are you alright?"

"Master, it seems that just now... that wasn't an attack at all, or even if it was an attack, it didn't hurt us...?"

Weser and Ratine exchanged a glance.

Pest then looked at the person in front of her, who simply stood there calmly.

"So, his attack on us was a complete failure."

Under the rules of the sandbox, communities that have reached a truce cannot harm each other.

No matter how fancy the opponent's power is, it will never change this fact.

Because that is based on fundamental principles, derived from the rules of the existence of a small garden.

"…snort."

Upon realizing this, Weser couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ha! What's going on? After all that, it's only this bad. I thought I was really going to get hurt!"

"..."

"Hey, why are you suddenly so quiet? Is all you're good at is talking and spouting nonsense?"