This is the only thing in the world that is equal for everyone. That is death and time. These two are always with every living being and always equal. That's why I think they are the most precious.
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"Tsk." I clicked my tongue.
"How terrible," I became a phantom and dived back into the darkness. Now, it's possible for me. At least, I can destroy this place. Next, I came to help the minor mob characters. The preparation is incomplete, but taking too much time is annoying. Therefore, I prioritize my creed.
The human trafficking auction venue. It's an indescribable place. I hate this place. They treat humans like things. The popular items are young women and children with well-formed appearances. These are sold to perverts. They are subjected to disgusting porn where their genitals are so abused that they are no longer functional. Pornography involving immature children and elderly men and women. Bestiality and insect pornography. Anything goes. What's waiting for them is a gruesome death.
Men become labor slaves or tools for organ trafficking. They become lab rats for human experimentation. They are playthings for torture and so on. What's waiting for them is a horrible and unbearable death.
All I have to do is to punish the people in charge here. That's all.
"Well then, shall we rampage?" I use my new technique to punish them.
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The man covered in blood asked me, "Who are you?"
"I am a DEATH Angel, a phantom," I replied.
"Hahaha! Alright then, phantom. Perhaps I'll show you what I'm really capable of."
The man pulled an ampoule from his pocket, injected himself, and immediately turned completely black and began to swell up.
It appeared that he was about to demonstrate his true power.
He was a demon.
A sub-species of the demon race.
The drug created false demons, transforming humans into demons.
This drug was the cancer that was destroying the world.
It alters the body's genetic information, such as AUG, mRNA, start and stop codons, giving the user superhuman abilities and demonic powers, making it the ultimate cheat in this world.
In other words, it rewrites genetic information...
I don't know the specifics, but that's how it works.
COR is a criminal network that plagues the world.
They are known as the Council of Renegades.
This dangerous organization requires three maniacs.
They are involved in murder, human trafficking, drugs, prostitution, weapon manufacturing and sales, terrorism, inciting wars and civil unrest, and even bioweapons.
The spread of nauseating drugs that turn people into grotesque, puppet-killing machines, false demons.
It's an incredibly huge criminal network with everything imaginable.
I came to eliminate one of their minor leaders.
It's time to clean up this organization's scum.
With my current strength, I can defeat this monster.
Unfortunately, I have to dispose of him.
"Sleep well," I said with a glint in my eye and a flick of my tongue.
"The monster was actually a human."
The common struggle of "I can't kill a human!" was there initially. I understand that feeling. I have said it many times, but I am completely against killing each other. However, the kind-hearted protagonist in history would be troubled and depressed for days or even weeks with this struggle, but I do not waste my time like that.
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Such thoughts are a waste of time. Worrying is a waste of time. Time is ruthless. It does not wait for you. You may miss the chance to save a life that could have been saved just a second ago.
I will not make such mistakes. Quick and decisive. Decisions must be made promptly.
This is a war. Idealistic thinking does not work in the decisive battle for the fate of the world. I am also risking my life. I would not have entered into this crazy battle if I was not prepared to die. If you want to live a peaceful and honest life, you can live casually, wrapped up in your blankets. You can avoid unpleasant things and live only seeing the good things. Such a way of life may be fine for some, but at least I want the heroines, Maria and Komachi, to live like that.
But unfortunately, I cannot live like that. As someone who predicts the future and as someone who was summoned to this world, I cannot abandon it.
Before I came to this disgusting auction venue, I had killed many men in black suits with a single blow for the sake of mercy. I can no longer turn back. I have decided to save this world and bring a smile to all the heroines. I will sacrifice many lives for the sake of my ego, and that's it.
The man's body expands to 2 meters, 3 meters, 4 meters and keeps getting bigger. "Wow," that's the only impression I have.
This world completely ignores the law of conservation of mass. It would be crude to point that out. My scientific speculation as a child of natural science is that it may be absorbing particles and atomic things floating around in the area. Since matter is converted into heat energy, I think it absorbs the energy and compresses it into a protein-like substance in the body.
I don't really understand what I'm saying. Well, that's probably it. But I don't know for sure. In this magical world, the common sense of the world of natural science has long been obsolete.
"I'll show you my new technique, which I've refined from the Extra Bullet. It's a technique that Mega Shuva doesn't have. In this real world, I've perfected this technique even further.
You might know the word "funnel". Simply put, it's a remote-controlled attack weapon. I cannot use magic that involves remote control or emission, nor can I use long-range weapons. I can only use melee weapons due to a limitation in my potential.
To overcome this, there's only one solution: cheats. Cheats are incredibly convenient.
In other words, I have to cheat. I created the tracking bullet barrage - a weapon that follows my command - and made it work as a melee weapon. The mechanism is simple: I attach an extremely thin thread to each bullet in the barrage, and as long as the thread is extended, I am considered to be wielding a weapon, regardless of its range.
I came up with this technique as a countermeasure against Ayaka's unique skill, which makes projectile attacks and emission magic impossible to hit. It's a technique that not only improves firepower through weapon self-destruction, but also enhances maneuverability and range. Most importantly, it can be used for self-defense.
I can choose between using the weapon self-destruction for increased firepower, or the tracking bullet barrage for maneuverability and range.
"I'll clear my way through." I made eight weapons levitate around me and revolve. Something that was no longer human emitted a strange rumble, like the groan of the earth's depths.
"Sorry, but I'll have to go through you." I fired many weapons at the monster in front of me, and a rainbow-colored flash of light flew towards it.
The demon disappeared from in front of me and appeared by my side with terrifying speed. Its ominous fist aimed for my face.
"You're too slow, octopus," I said, unleashing the full power of my Tracking Bullet.
The weapons circling around me flew towards the demon's head and body from all directions - a rain of swords and spears. I had a shield between me and the demon's fist, and in my right hand was a long spear that accurately pierced the demon's knee joint.
"Argh!" the demon cried out.
The demon instinctively sensed danger and attempted to dodge, but my spear's flash missed its mark and pierced its right ankle joint.
"You're not getting away," I said.
Tracking Bullets cut through the air where the demon was, but all of it was under my precise control through parallel thinking. It was like controlling a funnel-shaped remote weapon system that followed the evasive demon.
"This can even change into an Extra Bullet," I muttered, cutting the thread. The weapons self-destructed, causing an explosion.
"Gua?" The demon crouched down and covered its head and chest in a defensive posture. Its foot was about four meters away, rolling on the ground, and the severed leg had begun to regenerate.
"Hehehe. You can't do anything and you've lost. Let me make a declaration: I won't take a single step outside of this circle," I said, drawing a circle with a radius of about one meter on the ground.
"Coros," the demon muttered.
"Sure, sure. I got a one-word response from a monster without emotions," I shrugged. Monsters without emotions usually have limited vocabulary like "me, you, friend."
"What a dull creature. With its regenerative ability, it will suffer a bit. Get ready," I warned.
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"You're going to die, you know? If you kill me here, your family, your lover, and your friends will all be killed too. A brutal, gruesome torture and death await you."
The villainous man, now covered in wounds from my weapon, was barely breathing.
His body was limp, his hair disheveled, and blood was spilling out of his mouth.
"Of course, you would say that," I retorted.
"Well, it won't happen that way, though."
"Hahaha. Interesting. May I ask you something?" he said.
"Go ahead," I replied, completely unscathed.
This pseudo-demon may have been moderately strong in the game, but he was nothing more than a piece of garbage.
In fact, there were suspicions that I had become too strong.
"Why do you fight?" he asked.
I thought for a moment before answering, "To save this world."
The man doubled over in laughter, his voice booming with amusement.
"Pathetic. How cheap. But it doesn't sound like a joke," he said.
"You're right. I'm serious."
"That's just wishful thinking. It's a difficult path. I want to see your despairing face.
You're a target. If you kill me here, you can get away with it.
So, what do you say? Want to make a deal and join our group?
"Are you begging for your life now, after coming this far? How pathetic. Can someone who has walked calmly over countless despair and trampled on countless hopes say such a thing?
"Oh, okay. That's not it. You're underestimating players too much," I said, stopping my Phantom-like speech.
"It's pointless. It's all pointless. Let me tell you something before you die, you piece of shit. Don't measure those who hold the viewpoint of gods with the standards of inferior beings like you. It's extremely unpleasant. It's even disrespectful.
"I am carrying the weight of the world. I am prepared for it. Don't throw such meaningless words at me, a mere enemy at the beginning of the COR chapter.
"Join me? You're talking nonsense. It's so ridiculous. You guys...cannot possibly do anything to me, who has a holistic perspective and the eyes that see through this world like gods. "
I smiled wickedly and fired an extra bullet at the man.