"A name affects a person's fate", which is similar in the occult of all walks of life. Although the degree to which this is reflected in reality varies depending on the geography, folklore, culture, etc., in any case, if you have a little dabbling in the occult, you will inevitably come into contact with the saying that "the name is closely related to the fate of the person concerned".

For Debit, the same is true – but not that he was influenced by his name, but that he chose his own name after being "influenced":

Day-bit, the smallest day, symbolizes the memory of only five minutes of his day;

Sem, the German Semiten, symbolizes his descent as a researcher of Semitic culture, and also alludes to the starting point of the "fate" that will forever haunt him;

Void, Void, the endless universe, the eternal entropy increase, the darkness that consumes everything—

Forever connected to him, perhaps a nightmare that you can't get rid of until the heat of the universe dies.

This "nightmare" is rapidly manifesting on this battlefield in the form of actual existence and under the will of Debit.

Overlapping black shadows, enveloped in misty shadows, descended from the "crack" that had been opened. This is how things happen from a purely visual point of view, but the sensations that these things bring to any person present by their own "existence", or to any "sentient being", cannot be fully summarized by the weak and partial sense of "sight".

At this moment, whether it is the Iron Hand or the Emperor's son, whether it is Astarte or the Living, even the copies of the records of events built by historical legends, or the original body forged by the Emperor with unimaginably exquisite biological alchemy, it is deeply felt that language pales here.

Aside from the extremely inaccurate, even perfunctory description of "a dark shadow has appeared", they can't even tell people who have never seen this scene what is happening at this moment.

And that's a normal thing—following Debit's summons, what descends here is a heterogeneous substance from 13.8 billion light-years away, the terminal that splattered out of the Big Bang of the Origin of the Universe, and a "certain being" whose vision is beyond the comprehension of intellectual life forms confined to the Milky Way. Not only are they "unidentified alien beings", but any sentient creature that succeeds in recognizing them, whether human, Astarte, demon, or proto, will naturally understand that these things do not exist and should not exist in this world.

The only thing that can be perceived from these dark figures, that exists in a dimension that humans can understand, is malice.

"Immediately call your men to a ceasefire and retreat." Enkidu said to Ferus Manus, who was in a brief moment of shock and instinctive fear at the appearance of these things, as anyone else, "Ritsuka once told me that although Debit can summon these 'things' to appear, he can only exert some basic control over them. If you fire at any of those things, you might be recognized as an enemy and 'dished' them all together - they weren't incomprehensible to humans since they existed, and their logic couldn't be deduced, so it's better to stay away to be safe. ”

"What the hell are those things?!" While reluctantly issuing orders through the chain of command, Ferrus couldn't help but shout.

The last time he felt this kind of fear that seemed to flow from the depths of his soul, something that had already been strongly disgusted from his instincts was ...... Wait a minute, is there really such a "last time"?

"Something that makes you vaguely feel 'something is wrong with Debbit.'" Enkidu said vaguely, "Nothing good will come of it if you look into this question carefully, and it is wise to vaguely blur the past." Some knowledge is inherently toxic, and after an in-depth understanding of subspace, you should be familiar with this law. ”

Ferrus, of course, wanted to delve into it, but he did realize that this was not a topic that could be explained in a few words, at least. Since from the current situation, these "things" have indeed shown the basic behavioral logic of "helping the Iron Hand against the enemy" under the call and command of Debit, then for the sake of the urgency of the war, he cannot put this point aside for the time being.

To be honest, if he had a little more room to clean up the scene he needed to clean up at the moment, Ferus might have given the order and taken the lead in fighting these pitch-black foreign objects. The emperor once wrote the "disgust of aliens" as the underlying logic into the genes of all the primordials and Astarte, and when facing this kind of "more alien than alien" thing at close range, even if it is the original, it will vaguely feel some physiological discomfort.

For Vogrim, this seems to be the same. The Demon Primordial is fighting, or rather, sweeping, with obvious anger and resentment at these new things that have never been seen before. Obviously, even with a considerable degree of favor and blessing from the Lord of Pleasure, he would not get even the slightest pleasure from them, nor would his cubs, and the other lifeless who screamed in terror.

"For the sake of Fujimaru Ritsuka's vouch for him, I believe him this time." Eventually, Ferrus, who had returned to his own front, reluctantly said so.

After seeing these bull ghosts and snake gods that are even more unimaginable than the living, Debit's real-time observation ability with a range of up to 13.8 billion light years doesn't seem to be so good.

"He said he could drag us for sixteen minutes." Enkidu withdrew his chains and floated to the side, watching warily as the shadows slowly advanced towards the far side of the line in some way that was not easily understood, "I don't think that means he will lose in sixteen minutes - according to Rikka Debit summons 'this thing' mechanic is 'will always summon a shadow of the enemy's size', at least in numbers." This 'sixteen-minute' limit may have other meanings, and no matter what the next 'combat meeting' is to discuss, it is better to be stuck in time. Don't expect him to 'hold on a little more', Debit is always targeted, and beyond that time period may lead to other more serious problems that no one wants to see. ”

Ferus nodded haphazardly, glancing at the enemy line in the distance, apparently in terror, before turning back with a look of obvious disgust. When he re-examined his children, it was not surprising to find that these Astartes, who had reshrunk back into the defensive circle according to the order, although they did not say it explicitly, were most likely feeling the same way as him.

He reluctantly put these uncomfortable thoughts at the end of the to-do list, asking his soldiers, "So, did you find anything that I didn't know but ought to know?" ”

Thanks to the Iron Hand's obsession with mechanization, Linderrick's recent conversation with Debit had been compiled into electronic data during this time, and the issue was quickly uploaded to Medusa's carapace servo. It took only three seconds for Ferus to fully sort out the information that would have taken at least five minutes to be fully explained by normal means, and then, with a visibly frown:

"I see." Gorgon, saying this, did not ask for advice from others, but made a direct decision, "I need a little time to solve this 'Jericho' issue." ”

This determination made everyone else present feel a little dazed.

Miwoo (serene)

(End of chapter)