The city had sunk, Yellow Mist flooding the Simulation Scenario like seawater.
Not to mention a certain girl who had just returned from the outside world, astonished by the unbelievable changes that had occurred in the scenario during her brief absence.
South London, somewhere in a city block.
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack.
A gigantic shadow four or five stories tall stomped through the streets. Its black body seemed stitched together from the corpses of several species.
It had no horns where horns should have been, no teeth where teeth should have been, bare flesh where fur should have grown, and emptiness where internal organs should have existed.
The black monster, whose appearance immediately called to mind the dark side it represented, bore an enormous Crimson Flame Sword Scar that continued to burn without end.
It let out an enraged growl, destroying everything nearby as it searched for the prey that had escaped it earlier.
Then, at the instant it stepped onto a certain patch of ground!
The hollow beneath it, already shattered inside, immediately collapsed into a pit trap beneath its immense weight. As it howled and fell—
Trip, immobilization, chains, hallucination, electric shock—spells with all kinds of effects activated at once!
Though none of them were particularly powerful on their own, their combined effects erupted together and instantly drove the Numbered Monster into a desperate situation!
"Careful, gunfire is coming. Watch out for tranquilizers and poison arrows."
Listening to the command relaying the situation below through telepathic magic, he exposed his aura. The next second, he dodged the attack that had already been warned of beside his ear. The suited figure flipped down from the rooftop. The Yellow Mist was so thick that the pit and target below were completely invisible.
But he raised the enormous