�No, it�s all your fault, Sirone.�All deaths in heaven are all your fault.�
Kanya got out of bed and approached Sirone.�Then he buried his face in his chest and said.
�So, fight for us.�
Sirone felt her chest get wet.
�I-I didn�t do anything.�Even revenge����I�m so helpless����.�
In the end, Kanya also sobbed.
What she felt in front of an enemy beyond imagination was that humans are mere insignificant creatures.
But Sirone is different.�And those who came with Sirone were also different.
How could that be?�How can they withstand that overwhelming enormity?
Sirone let out a long breath.
I came to heaven to meet Ikael, but now I can�t do that.
�Let�s go to Babel.�
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Drimo.
A multidimensional space into which all the mental energy of the world flows.
There are no clear rules to define the world in this place where many rituals are mixed.
Anything can be done, anything can be denied.
Sometimes a knife comes in after the throat is cut, and there are times when the knife comes in but the throat is not cut.
Therefore, to have a clear consciousness walking around Dremo is an act of suicide.
Everything in this place was a trap unless it was supported by a high level of mental understanding.
I don�t know how much time has passed, but to the grave robber Arius felt that he had already aged 10 years.
Brahma, whose brains were stretched like hair, never separated from Arius� side and presented a solution.
It was a place where even him, who could make a judgment in one second, made by 10,000 prudent people through compromise, had reached the end of dying several times.
�Whoa.�Whoa.�
Arius slowly led his weary body into the temple.
If there are no keywords here either����.
Miro is probably not human.
All information related to her was extracted with only the name Miro.
Being a creature, being a human being, there is no choice but to have mental trauma.
The original plan was to hit the maze with that trauma and wake her up from the dimension of cowardice, but now even that is unlikely. JrNovels.com