Replaced by the usual Traeson, Ormer would never dare to walk around in this posture.

Not to mention how many little girls will be scared by him, the past in the junior high school teaching building alone made him try his best to avoid the situation of the classmate Kobayashi Nicky.

But it's really empty here...... Or at the moment when there was only one Metron, he stepped forward without hesitation, looking for the traces of Tver that should have been.

"Mr. Linton, where is it?" The man on the screen is curious about what the camera can port.

"Jiemen West, Central Traison, one of my jobs."

As he spoke, the demon suddenly looked up at the rain cloud.

The rain that dripped into his eyeholes had turned into a mist before it had even accumulated, making it difficult for him to look up.

So he raised his hand, a card between his fingertips.

“Melba。” / Melba.

The beta blade made a tea house recognition sound, and the monster that shattered the sky launched a charge at the sky the next moment it appeared.

Flickering wings break through the clouds, and the shrill chirp shatters countless glasses - revealing the fact that this world is not as restored as it is in reality.

In the real center of Treson, the building materials are not ambiguous at all, and even the windows can withstand the wind pressure of Ma Niang's running.

"One?"

Although he was a little surprised by Ormer's sudden move, Jestis did not interfere.

He was more convinced than Omer that the world was empty, and he would not accuse him of hurting anyone.

As for the target Metrons...... With the talent of this clan, even as a technician, the body is far harder than humans.

"It doesn't matter, please be quiet for less than ten seconds."

Omer, who didn't really want to talk about his part-time job, just looked at the complex of buildings that had once again been swept away by him and listened intently.

But his sensitivity is like a horse girl, and after the demon is turned into a demon, he has even more hearing, and instantly harvests two strange sounds of opening and closing the door.

One on top and one on bottom, causing his brow to furrow.

“……”

"He's not here?"

Ten seconds later, looking at the immobile silent appearance of the demon, Jestis couldn't help but ask.

However, Omer, who had always behaved quite politely before, did not respond immediately at this moment, but whispered to himself:

"It shouldn't be ......"

He wasn't surprised to hear movement here, but why was it on both sides?

"Is there anyone else in this world?" That's when he looked at the screen.

And his words also made Jastis stunned: "Others? ”

"The Federal Police and the Security Service of the two Realms have exchanged information with each other, and the sum of the number of captures and kills is the number of members of the Coalition Army of the invaders."

The implication is that it is impossible, unless there is an invading intelligence base on the side of the Coalition Army, or someone in the police station and the security service is mistaken.

There had to be a mistake on the part of the three parties to explain the two voices he heard pulling at the door.

One up and down, the upper is the iron door, and the lower is the wooden door.

It all sounded like they were being shut up, pulling hard at the door.

Ormo had been in the academy for two months as a trainer, and he had turned more than half of the area, and he knew that the doors of Central Traeson were divided into four grades.

Infrastructure such as classrooms, trainers' offices, and activity rooms are all made of interstellar imported wood.

Facilities such as gyms and dance studios are made of bulletproof glass.

The types of facilities that usually require students to apply for access are alloy doors.

Finally, there are the doors of the student council and the president's office - both are wooden doors, but the quality of the timber is higher than that of another batch of interstellar imported wood, which is not only tough, but also expensive, so as to show the dignity of the high-ranking people.

This was also complained by Miss Sunkawa after drinking, and it was an unnecessary expenditure of 'the chairman of the board of directors makes decisions as soon as his brain is hot'.

Of course, for the sake of career stability, it is better to forget this kind of words.

And the building materials in this place are not as brilliant as they are familiar with.

But......

Walking, running, and using the flame vents hidden in the scales to move forward and turn faster and more accurately, Ormer first went to the trainer's office, gym, and student council room to confirm their materials.

The categories are the same.

"I don't know what you're doing, but I'll remind you that there's less than twenty minutes left," Jestis reminded, "and the whole world will be compressed to the extreme, and maybe a small black hole will form." ”

"Are you sure it's compressed?" Ormer asked.

At the beginning, it was judged that the new world, where the consoles had been defeated, should be as difficult to function as a game where the server was blown up, and then it would collapse.

But the view that Ormer and Jestis overlook in front of the gap in the world seems to be in a different state.

Data and information are accumulating in accordance with a certain will.

From collapse to condensation, the difference between one word and one word is two results.

"Sure, I'm still monitoring the situation in front of the opening of the world, and the instruments provided by the Security Bureau of the Two Realms show the flow of energy in this world very intuitively." He said, showing the screen next to him.

"Can you read this diagram? I don't understand why this is the way it is. ”

He was able to be found by Omer who was specially instructed by Shi Huaiya to borrow permission, because he has quite a lot of experience in shuttling through the data world.

Super agents are as good at going to the digital world to get people as Omer is to finding people - although they don't have a chance to get them again, they still have skills.

And he did arrive here with Omer, but he couldn't comprehend this phenomenon of all energy flowing back towards the center.

"The center is the boundary gate area."

Looking at the screen, Omer could naturally recognize the plates that were divided by lines.

"Don't you look surprised?" Jestis looked at the screen at Omer who was looking down at his feet and then up at the ceiling.

He was in the corridor on the third floor of the junior high school building, listening to the sound of doors tugging at the top and bottom.

Right here, the sound position above was familiar, but below it was a little unfamiliar, reminding him of some subtle rumors.

"The only link in this world is Tver, and this man is a complete horse cook, as long as you consider this, this migratory route of energy is not worth the surprise."

"Can you guess what he wants to do?"

Jestis watched as he finally took a step on the screen, and the moment he stepped out, the scenery changed.

It was as if he had used that teleportation ability again and appeared in front of an iron gate.

"The world is crumbling after all, and even if it is compressed and closed, the remaining energy is not enough to fulfill his wishes."

"Where's the half-finished product?" Omer asked, looking at the familiar shape of the iron door in front of him, and the doorknob that looked intact.

The wide claws gripped the thing, twisting it without any pressure, but the push away was gentle.

Jastis looked a little puzzled.

"It's not possible to be a semi-finished product, right? But what are you doing here? There's no one here. ”

These words made the demon successfully turn his head to look at him, and the flames in his eyeholes fluttered slightly, with some question mark-like arcs.

"What's wrong?" The Super Agent didn't look at him fearlessly, he was the one with the most question marks.

Then he saw the demon sigh, and a faint silver flame swirled around his mouth.

“…… It's nothing, let's go to the basement and save that guy. ”

"Why are you sighing?"

"Sigh for the basement."

“？”

The Super Agent is considering whether or not to label Mr. Linton the Riddler.

(End of chapter)