The self-proclaimed god watched the war in the lower realm with his attendant homunculi.
The citizens are doing well, supplying magic power to the dome.
The invading army’s coordination is also impressive.
“But because of that, you won’t be able to muster any combat power, will you!”
“Kill—!”
The homunculi had anticipated their master’s temper.
In an instant, they defended with magical barriers and body strengthening.
“Damn it all!”
An anomaly that throws the gears of eternal life into disarray.
If it is not removed, the faith that powers the gears will be lost.
Eternal youth.
The enemy will not come to this place.
If harmed, they will die.
They will revive endlessly, no matter how much they are harmed or killed.
True eternity, which they yearned to obtain.
“Kuuu…”
The tide of the battle gradually…
They begin to be pushed back.
“A rotation system for magic recovery… Why can’t you even do something like that?!”
“Guh, ptooey!”
A mobile weapon called a dome.
A tactic of switching between offense and defense.
Luring them in by moving the dome, then encircling and annihilating them.
To the believers who do not perform these actions.
The self-proclaimed god, the Great Sage, vents his anger on the homunculi.
“Daaaaaah. Why aren’t you utilizing the vertical formation?!”
He conveys instructions to the sage through divine revelation.
However, on the battlefield where life and death are at stake, the excessive release of endorphins in his brain prevents the divine revelation from being heard.
“Kusoooo!”
“Gufu!” “Tch!” “Atsuiii!”
As the master’s violence intensifies,
The homunculi’s survival instincts sound an alarm,
Suffering severe pain until they perish.
“Haaah, I’m so frustrated!”
How can I eliminate them… No, if it comes to this, it’s the final resort.
It is impossible to maintain eternal life unless they are forcibly sent to another dimension.
“Begin the ritual to transfer individuals.”
“Yes, God.”
***
Heaven… They were unaware that such a thing was happening in planetary orbit.
Rayos was naked, throwing himself into the vast expanse of nature.
“Womennnnn… Where is the townyyy… Aaaah…”
Withdrawal symptoms.
Female bodies. Sexual abstinence.
Lust running wild.
Do not approach Rayos right now.
Is it instinct, or a danger-sensing ability?
He cried out in a loud voice, exposing his defenseless form.
Despite this, the monsters that detected Rayos did not approach him.
They kept their distance, observing his behavior.
When they saw that his strange actions did not cease, they went somewhere.
How long did he writhe in madness?
A discomfort arose in his body.
Magical interference from the outside.
“W-what are you dooooing to meee?”
He clad his entire body in magic along with his emotions,
And repelled the external magical interference.
“What?! What is this interference? It clings to me as soon as I repel it… It should require large-scale preparation. Just where are you interfering with me from?!”
Stop it! Stop it, stop it…
My dream is being ruined “again”!!
“How many times have I—” *Chun!*
Rayos vanished in a pillar of light.
All that remained was the echo of his obsessive cries that he would return.
Return… dove…
The Great Sage rejoiced greatly at the sight.
He then informed the believers that the source of the problem had been killed by divine punishment.
“Fooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!”
Cheers erupted from all over the dome.
In contrast, the Sharshar Kingdom Army was bewildered.
However, they encouraged their own troops, stating that it was not an attack power that could overturn the battle situation.
They cried out that the Valkyrie Corps of three were present.
***
Astro, a planet inhabited by intelligent life.
Swords and magic. Monsters and yokai threaten humanity, the intelligent life.
Humanity has built civilizations.
And fights daily against monsters, yokai, and human malice.
The country of Asukai.
The royal palace.
The audience chamber.
A certain yokai was subjugated under the command of one who held the position of general.
A feast was held to celebrate the victory.
*Musical notes* *Musical notes*
The melody of musical instruments and the dance of the dancers facilitated casual conversation and drinking between the king and his subjects.
“Your Majesty, this is the troupe I invited next.”
One of his confidants rose from his seat and informed the king while bowing.
“Oh, what fun things can I look forward to next~♪?”
The confidant bowed again, returned to his seat,
And called for the invited troupe.
*clap clap!*
“Your Majesty, honored lords and ladies.”
The leader of the troupe spoke on behalf of the group.
It is an honor to be invited to such a celebratory occasion today.
He signaled to the musicians, and the music began.
In time with the music, a stage prop, a carpet, was spread out on the high-quality wooden floor so that it could be seen well by the king.
“?”
The king tilted his head, wondering what they would do with the carpet, unable to predict the next development.
*Music notes* *Musical notes*
“Unbalance Poem Bitten-”
Was it some kind of spell?
The subjects wondered if it wasn’t an attack spell.
They looked suspiciously at the invited confidant, lifting their rear ends slightly to be ready to protect the king at any moment.
“Haaah.”
*Shine* A magic circle, familiar from otherworld stories, appeared on the carpet.
Both the king and his subjects could tell that magic power was being channeled.
However, the leader of the troupe’s gaze sharpened as he directed it towards the troupe, wondering if the magic power was not somewhat dangerous.
If that magic power were to go out of control and explode,
Not only the troupe, but also the subjects seated beside them would lose their lives.
“This is teleportation magic…?”
“Whaaaaaaat? Who are you?!”
“Buberaa?!”
The one who was supposed to be teleported was a foreign-dressed shrine maiden, hidden in the anteroom.
She was the star of the troupe.
But what appeared was an unknown naked man.
What happened to the star performer?
Before the leader could ask, he received a punch to the stomach.
*Rustle, rustle, rustle!!*
Someone shouted that this was not an entertainment, and soldiers rushed into the audience chamber.
“Capture that man! Protect His Majesty—!”
The soldiers replied with a “yes,” and tried to slam the man to the floor with brute force, but—they couldn’t.
“Hmph.”
“Guwa—hah!”
“What are you doing?!”
The soldiers were blown away.
The subjects who were about to collide dodged, and the soldiers were slammed into pillars and the floor.
“Hmph, what are you doing! Hurry and apprehend that man!”
“Yes, sir!”
The king, who had been watching to see what would happen, gave the order.
The soldiers, realizing they had a formidable opponent, tightened their resolve and pounced on the man.
“Uoooh!”
“Tch, where the hell is this place?”
Rayos, who had been teleported to an unknown location.
For the time being, he decided to escape from the current situation.
He created a smoke screen.
*Pant!* *Boom* *Cough*
Soldiers and subjects clashed in the smoke, the sounds of them struggling and rolling on the floor could be heard.
Rayos safely escaped the audience chamber.
However, it was still within the palace grounds.
(I can feel the history of this building. But I can’t imagine which country it is. However. He is my enemy. To summon me from there, I’ll let it slide for now.)
Wash your neck, and cherish your dear daughters and beloved wives.
Rayos ran across the soldiers’ rooftops, running with a superb fluidity that would make any ninja boil.
“Found him—!”
*Whistle* *Whistle*
Rayos leaped into the night sky, illuminated by the moonlit night.
The palace soldiers lost sight of Rayos in the woods where he had fled.
“Dammit.”
“Footprints…”
“Release the dogs!”
The soldiers frantically searched.
Rayos observed them from his Astral Body, *heh heh heh*.
