Natsume's high-speed movement made Natsume feel dizzy, and his right hand let go due to the loss of strength, and the whole person landed in a small park pond.

This place is about three hundred meters away from the place where he and the Divine Cracked Fire Weave hid just now, which can be regarded as out of the most dangerous range, so that the actions of the Giant God Soldier will not threaten the Divine Cracked Fire Weaving.

Lifting his head out of the water, Natsume remembered his past actions on the French side.

If this past event were known to the Roman Orthodox Church, it might make sense to kill itself in order to prevent the Right Seat of God from forming an alliance with the British.

No matter what kind of guess it is, before those things, the only thing I need to do is to survive the moment before Shangjo Dangma destroys all the techniques.

As the wind howls through the streets, does the human ear react to vibrations of other frequencies?

For example, like the extraterrestrial life seen in the news, whether an accident similar to it is a 'message' that ordinary people cannot hear?

And now, Natsume heard the beating of his heart and the low sound of a chord vibrating.

The giant pupils of the Titan burned with flames, and they bent over as they spewed flames.

Natsume was puzzled by this, did the load from her huge body make it uncomfortable? The odds are almost negligible, and there's no reason why it would be in such a stupid situation as the strongest at the moment.

Then there is only one result.

Unlike the elimination method or probability calculation method used in Montihall's problem, Natsume has only two choices.

The Titan gave up attacking, and the Titan continued to attack.

Obviously, the result was the latter, and the latter was caused by the actions brought about by the wrath of the Titans.

The advantage of his bulky and tall body is that he has a huge liliang, and even if he looks inconvenient to move on the outside, he can travel a third of the distance it takes Natsume to move in one second, and in short, the speed of the giant god soldier is three times that of Natsume.

Faced with such a gap, the Titan began its battle.

Bend your waist, arch your back, put your legs on the ground back and forth, and slowly support your hands on the ground, and everything around you begins to melt slowly.

This is!

Athlete-style start?

Natsume looked surprised, not to mention the restrictions of the terrain, just making the huge body move was troublesome enough, this thing similar to Shikigami was really not simple.

The demons and monsters in the narrative poems probably don't have the same action as him!

Exploded!

This is a much more appropriate way to describe the start of the Titan Soldier, its leg muscles gushing out of magma, its pupils flowing out of hot iron, and the twisted muscles of steel bars are all let go in an instant!

The ground that touched the soles of his feet melted, the storm's path shattered, the streets shook, and the wind chimes that hung under the eaves of the houses that had not been put away in the summer made a crisp sound, but they were drowned in chaos.

It's fast!

Natsume only felt that it was not the giant god soldiers who were coming, but the ignited storm, and the fist that surpassed the ordinary house smashed towards the place where Natsume was.

Natsume, who had already fled before that, was still included in the attack range, and he searched for objects around him that could be used, but he couldn't find anything that could change the situation except that this pool could make people sober.

No, it can be said that there is none, only that there is a ramp that stretches directly in front of it.

Ramp?

Natsume hurriedly ran in that direction, and a huge fist like a meteor also fell at this moment.

Jumped! Then scroll!

His body rolled on the stairs, his wound suffering from the pain of hitting the hard ground, his vision constantly flipping and shifting, and the waves of fire behind him getting closer and closer.

The ramp was collapsing, and Natsume chose the side of the slide in the rapid rolling, the wound on the broken arm collided with the handrail that emerged from the ground, and a sticky sound followed, and the blood that dripped down seemed insignificant at the moment.

A kick on another handrail continued to roll, and the falling rocks above his head flew in the air, and the landslide behind him collapsed like a mudslide.

Holding tightly on both sides of the landslide with his right hand, he moved to the side, and the large stone struck at the place where he had just been, and both sides cracked together.

The collapse of the landslide is not over, and the fists of the giant god soldiers are still attacking Natsume like a landslide.

This time it's too close!

The flames burned the skin, and the wound near the fist really smelled of burning, and although the blood in the blood vessels began to flow from it, the pin-and-needle pain was unbearable.

Roaring loudly, tears overflowed from his open left eye, but they were evaporated before they hit the ground.

The clothes that were originally wet became dry in an instant, then brittle, and black things appeared around them.

The bangs on the forehead were also burned, and the whole person fell into the oven with the temperature turned on to the maximum.

It seems that this is the end of his misfortune.

Even if he saves the 'lucky god cracked fire weaving' and lets the 'unfortunate Kamijo Dangma' escape, it seems that he can't escape with his whole body in between.

As long as the fist is hit on the body, the skin can be completely peeled off in an instant due to the high temperature.

The Titan opened its mouth and let out a long roar that was almost like a tiger's roar, and slammed his fist into his target.

Natsume only felt that his whole body suddenly accelerated, the internal organs in his body flew everywhere, his mouth was full of the smell of rust, his chest became difficult to breathe, and his lungs seemed to be pressed by a heavy object.

I heard from doctors that when a person is crushed in the lobes of his lungs, no matter how he breathes, he cannot collect gases, so he cannot let air flow into the bloodstream to exchange air, just like drowning, drowning in a place full of air.

This death was painful, Natsume opened his mouth and tried in vain to breathe air, his ribs were broken by the powerful impact, the broken bones pressed against the lung lobes and ventilation tubes, and his throat began to become hoarse.

His liliang was not enough to breathe in a large amount of air to squeeze through the broken ribs, and everything around him became dark.

The only discord was that the blow just now didn't have the slightest heat, but instead a somewhat cold and lazy attack.

His eyes opened a slit, and he saw that the Titan had lost the flames on its surface, and his right hand began to shatter and fall.

Did that guy succeed? Faced with the self-proclaimed 'misfortune brought by himself', he resolved this doubt.

A little tired, he closed his eyes, and Natsume, who wanted to rest, was hugged.

"What a messy idiot!!"

Wearing a shirt shattered by the battle, Kamizuri reached out to hug Natsume, who was about to fall to the ground.

“…………”

Unable to speak, Natsume could only helplessly look at the god crack fire weaving with a black background.

"Thanks, though, a few minutes is enough to change everything. Indeed, I really seem to be haunted by someone as unfortunate as you. ”

After saying that, she put her lips on the other person's mouth, and the air entered through her mouth, forcibly breaking through the blocked breathing pipe.

Wow!

Arriving here, Virien exclaimed, scolding 'Stealing the Fishy Cat'.

Natsume, who was able to breathe air, waved her right hand at the angry Willyan.

That's right.

The god Crackfire took out the same thing from the chest behind it.

"As you asked, left hand, I found it for you."

"Excuse me, should I say that?"

The giant god soldiers in front of him kept collapsing, even if he had a miracle Liliang, everything was in vain in the face of the real truth.

A miracle is a miracle because it doesn't happen;

And reality is reality because it really exists.

Limped, and the left half of his body was covered with blood.

He held out his right hand to Natsume.

"What? Want to give a high-five? With your right hand. ”

"No problem."

Raising his right hand with difficulty, with a snap, the palms of the two people slammed together.

[The misfortune of everyone, I will kill it. 】