One-way traffic

then.

It was just a fleeting moment.

Something exploded from the man's body.

Gaa ga ...

Immediately afterwards, everyone was sent flying.

"puff--?!"

"Varied--?!"

Whether it's the white figure, Idris standing in the distance, the pink-haired girl, Izayoi Sakuya, or Arcueid.

Everyone was instantly blasted away.

That man simply had his hands behind his back; it was that simple.

No, except for one person.

"…I see."

The demon raised a hand.

His right palm was swollen.

"Is it not as simple as it seems on the surface?"

"Gurgle—ah?"

No one could understand what had happened.

Sakuya Izayoi was the one who couldn't understand the situation at all.

"Just now... I should have stopped time."

The girl's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim in her beautiful voice in astonishment.

"But what is that thing that transcends even time...?"

"It's not that complicated."

Witte didn't make a move; he simply watched the group of people.

"I simply altered the interplay between the macrocosm and the microcosm, that is, I used the microcosm within the human body to interfere with the macrocosm."

"What…?"

"This is the most basic stuff in the occult, don't you understand? Never mind."

"Now..."

He smiled innocently.

"Who do you plan to be the first to die?"

"You guy..."

Boom! The black power erupted instantly.

The shadow beneath the white figure instantly transformed into the likeness of Weite.

The shadow drew its greatsword from its back and appeared before him with the speed of instantaneous teleportation.

but.

Does it really make sense?

Witte allowed the other man to swing the sword toward his head.

then.

Chapter 150 The Manipulator of the Tarot

The sword struck Witte on the head.

A thick cloud of dust billowed up, followed by an unimaginable explosion that engulfed everything around it.

But something's not right.

There wasn't a trace of anxiety in the air.

"…Hello."

The white figure clearly saw the situation before it.

He saw what his own shadow had done.

The perfect replica became a shadow of Witte's posture, holding that longsword and smashing it down on Witte's head in one go, causing the floor beneath his feet to crack.

But, it's no use.

Unscathed.

The man named Witte simply placed his hands casually behind his back.

"I have been to Europe."

"?!"

"There, the concepts of magic between the East and the West are clearly separated. What is Kabbalah, what is Tarot, all the Western and Eastern things are clearly distinguished."

He raised his right hand.

Ignoring the blade still lodged on his head, Witte continued in a very soft voice.

"Selected, the Grand Arcana."

Then, accompanied by some other sound.

The sword in the shadow's hand shattered instantly.

"Varied…?!"

"Next is its number, the tenth card in the Major Arcana, which I will now turn upside down."

I couldn't understand what he was saying.

However, the shadow in front of Waite underwent a fundamental change.

Some unseen distortion forcefully separated the shadow from its very core.

From a state of fragmentation smaller than an atom, like elementary particles, the pitch-black shadow was instantly dissected, and then, bit by bit, it reassembled.

Click.

Witte drew the sword from behind him.

"This feeling... is not good!"

Sakuya Izayoi, who is very sensitive to the relationship between time and space, immediately issued a warning.

But it is already late.

Witte, who held the sword, swung it.

"The Wheel of Fortune".

That's the name of that longsword.

Tarot cards are divided into two decks: the Major Arcana and the Minor Arcana. In the Major Arcana, the card numbered ten is called the Wheel of Fortune.

This longsword, with its silver and red stripes, is the weapon that embodies the name of this card.

That was merely a simple wave.

Immediately afterwards, time and space were severed.

Based on dimensions and dimensions, there is one-dimensional imagination, two-dimensional plane, and then three-dimensional reality, with dimensions constantly being superimposed.

Ultimately, they identified a certain world located in the fifteenth dimension or higher.

Boom—!!! It was a pitch-black fault space that was visibly expanding.

"What, what is this?!"

The white figure, whose shadow had already been shattered, was now in a state of panic.

I don't know how my opponent did it. The shadow that should have been able to replicate at least 90% of the opponent's power failed to work. Not only that, but the shadow itself was also instantly killed by the opponent.

We still have no idea what that space actually is.

Naturally, having lost all means of resistance, the white figure immediately planned to retreat.

"…Eh?"

But he soon discovered something.

That fractured space only exerted a strong attraction on him.

Yes.

The white figure is currently being forcibly dragged into that space by some extremely powerful force.

"this…!!"

Everyone was immediately terrified by this scene.

"Hey! What's going on here—"

The words were not finished.

In just that instant, the white figure's body had completely vanished from the spot.

The spatial rift returned to its original state, and everything in the room looked exactly the same as it had a minute ago.

But everyone understands this point.

There is someone who has disappeared here.

"...You take him."

Almost instinctively, Izayoi Sakuya couldn't help but look at Witt in front of her.

"What did you do to him?"

"It's nothing serious, it's just that a passage to some kind of dimension above the fifteenth dimension has been opened."

"What will happen to that white-robed figure?!"

"Oh, this? Didn't I just say that?"

Witt casually touched the tip of the blade with his hand and said calmly.

"Who's going to be the first to die? Hmm, isn't that his answer to me with his actions?"

Deathly silence.

Whether it was Izayoi Sakuya, Idris, or the pink-haired girl on the other side, none of them had expected this.

One person on their team has already been eliminated.

For no reason at all, it was like a joke.

"Alright, you don't need to look so dangerous. Losing in a team battle isn't a real death. As long as he has the chance to forfeit, the system can protect him and send him back to his previous world. So there's nothing to worry about."

and so.

"So, it's not just about killing him; I could kill you all right here, wouldn't that be fine?"

With those words, Wie Te had unknowingly accumulated an extra card in his hand.

It is marked with the Roman numeral 21.

"The World."

In an instant, flames burst into flames.

Witte raised his left arm, and a certain force, like light particles, instantly condensed together, directly forming a substantial sword of fire.

"No! Get out of the way!"

Stopping time is completely useless.

Knowing this, Izayoi Sakuya and the others around her immediately took steps to escape and defend themselves.

Bang! The room's walls were instantly pierced by the enormous shadow.