Ten Thousand Eyes · Candlelight Yin, Delusional Object! Silly Children, Run! The Present World Is Such Trash

Touch?

Even Uesugi Tetsu, whose "vision" had been compressed back down completely, was stunned for quite a while when he heard Nanjō Emi's soft murmur.

A hundred Thousand Eyes Pupils stared simultaneously at the murky-yellow tsunami... or perhaps calling it a murky-yellow "world of water" would be more accurate.

This thing was only a "tentacle"?

What a joke.

Uesugi Tetsu savored the indescribable, suffocating pressure that had inexplicably risen from the depths of his heart after seeing this scene.

If a being with a weak state of mind were here, it would probably have gone insane the moment it saw this murky-yellow sea.

Even with a state of mind like his—having taken half a step into Clear Sword Heart, with a Willpower that was, in some ways, even firmer than that of certain sword hearts—he probably could not allow himself to be touched by it in the slightest.

The only possible outcome of being touched was probably to withdraw from the special region.

"Sister Nanjō..."

Uesugi Tetsu slowly retreated as he asked, "Are you sure this thing is only a so-called tentacle?"

"Uesugi-kun, you may have misunderstood me."

Nanjō Emi changed her position, lying prone atop the invisible telekinetic force as she stared intently at the murky-yellow expanse.

"I said that the amount of [Underworld] contained in this Deep Sea flowing into Everworld isn't very large."

"Isn't that even more terrifying...?"

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Tetsu retreated a little farther.

If what Nanjō Emi said was true, then the Underworld was not only terrifyingly lethal; its transmission efficiency was absurd as well.

"Sister Nanjō, I remember there aren't any legends about this kind of [Underworld], right?"

"--Of course there aren't."

Nanjō Emi narrowed her eyes as she examined it carefully and said, "The [Underworld Country] in mythology seems to be