BGM: Dead Nestan (Captive of Gastronomy)

"How dare you say that, F. ”

"Don't give it to me... Got carried away!!!"

The last sentence is shouted out.

The sound waves are like the tide sweeping away, indiscriminately strangling and crushing in all directions.

G's whole body made a terrible sound of bones and muscles writhing, and a huge wave of sound erupted from his mouth, as if it were a missile, confusing the surrounding colors.

As if a bomb had been dropped in deep water, the steel underground structure opened a hole in an instant.

In the smoke and dust, the strange colors slowly faded.

G's figure peeks out from it.

The eyes that had been deep had been replaced by pure darkness, and the sound of a powerful heartbeat came out of the body, shaking the air around them. Streams of air erupted from the pores around his body, creating a wind that tossed the sparkling wreckage away.

"Are you really on the verge of war?"

The only place left in the storm of destruction, the meeting of heterogeneous colors—the sounds that emanate from there.

F is still standing firmly in place.

Together with his "world".

On the ground, the labyrinth of painting tools has unconsciously expanded so much that it is large enough to envelop the entire underground facility.

The walls and ceiling of the surrounding rooms had been torn open, and the contents were naturally revealed.

That's the painting.

And—

Pencil, eraser, paper, oil paint, crayons, pencils, knives, rulers, carbon sticks, water.

Iron buckets of size containing unknown liquids, bones of birds and beasts, rows of kitchen knives on shelves, and torture instruments.

Most of it is related to painting work, plus some confusing clutter.

None of this was destroyed by a roar comparable to that of a small nuclear missile.

They stay where they are, and they feel out of place with the whole world.

"But it's useless, G. ”

"Now you understand, you've been standing in my circle from the beginning, not outside. ”

As the sound of the F words sounded, the surrounding labyrinth began to twist and dance.

All phenomena that do not conform to the common sense of physics begin to unfold, as if G has arrived in an absurd fairy tale world in an instant.

The ground turned into a sea of black, and G's legs lost their point of focus, and his body sank and was completely submerged.

The bottom of the sea is not dark, but covered with a faint white light. Strange things of all sizes surfaced all around.

A boxed needle and thread stitch with a steel needle, a paper-cut figure with wings, a 10,000-meter-large fish made of countless pigments, and a compass with legs and toes shaking their heads.

They came out of nowhere, clumped together, and surrounded G.

“。。 Do you want to kill me with all these fragile scum? You're underestimating, F. ”

In the dark water, G's eyes suddenly burst out, emitting a red essence light, like two huge lights.

The fists and feet were opened, and the rotation overlapped and repeated, rolling up a terrible storm in place.

"Boom Boom !!!——"

No matter what kind of hideous and weird monster it is, it was powerless to fight back under this brutal attack, and it was killed into pieces.

"Titicaca—— murderer! There is a murderer—— catch him! Titicaca!"

Suddenly, a paper figure that had been knocked away by the storm and only half of its head was left suddenly screamed, and the sharp sound, the frequency was extremely high, enough to burst a person's eardrum alive - as a result, after saying this, it passed through half of the head the size of a ping-pong ball, and suddenly became larger like a balloon, inflated like a balloon, and turned red from the inside out.

"Bang ————"

The balloon exploded, and the red powder melted into the seawater, dyeing the surroundings in an extremely disgusting, disgusting color.

Before dying, the red deformed eyes were locked on G's body, and there was unspeakable malice in them.

That kind of hatred, like the negativity of the newborn life being stifled in infancy, is like ink that cannot be dissolved, pure and crazy.

At this moment, the paper figure is not a simple creation, but a life that truly has a soul, and is an individual equal to humans.

That monstrous hatred is so real.

"Kill !!!———— him"

Accompanied by the explosion of the paper man, it let out the last high-pitched scream in its life in just a dozen seconds.

G's pupils constricted, and a sense of deadly threat came to his mind.

A strong sign of death.

The temples jumped suddenly, and the sharp pain in the brain seemed to explode in the next moment.

"Damn... ”

The monsters contaminated by the blood-colored sea were stunned for a moment. Immediately, they all fell into an inexplicable madness, and their bodies were severely alienated and distorted.

This apocalyptic scene, even if it is reflected in a flat painting, is enough to reset the SAN value of the person who sees it to zero.

"This bastard killed someone! I'm going to kill him!!"

"You killed my brother! Like I hate him and want to kill him, but no matter what, I'm going to avenge my brother!"

"Judgment!

"Ahh

"Revenge!

"I'm so handsome, so glorious! How dare you not look at me, how dare you not look at me! Wow, a, a! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The frenzied monsters began to become incoherent, even incoherent, and their words were contradictory and illogical.

But the only thing they have in common is the hatred they have for G.

The storm swept and no one could get into the 100 meters around G's body, as if a defensive circle had been opened up in the world that was absolutely inaccessible.

The guys who rushed up were killed one by one. More strange things emerge from the darkness. The dregs were then assembled into new monsters and stood up again.

The vacuum circle around G began to shrink, and a huge pressure hit him from all directions, causing sweat to faintly appear on his forehead.

No matter how quickly you can recover your limbs, it's not enough.

His eyes were blood-red, and his head was bruised.

Too much.

There are so many enemies that they look like garbage on a garbage mountain, a sandstorm flying in the sky. They are endless, and they come out one after another.

Human physical strength is limited, and if it continues like this, sooner or later it will exhaust the last trace of strength and be torn to pieces.

What's more. G's keenness sensed that the few "big guys" who were standing still in the distance were beginning to react.

Seriously. It's too big, isn't it?

In the senses, those are more than hundreds of thousands of cubic kilometers in size, dwelling in the depths of darkness, and are currently approaching here at an unreasonable speed.

F's figure is long gone.

But his words came clearly from the noisy environment.

————

"What's going on? You're experiencing the work "Deep Blue" that I'm proud of."

"If you step into a trap without knowing anything, you are like a wild beast caught in a trap, and you have no chance of winning against a hunter with a gun. ”

"Prepare, arrange, calculate. ”

"Your arrival has long been a foregone conclusion, and killing you is part of my schedule. ”

"The outcome was decided from the start. ”

"Now, checkmate. ”