�Kikiki.�Come on, I�ll put one foot in your head.�

�for a moment!�I mean I like hair!�Just shoot it in the heart!�The heart is tough and tasteless.�

�it�s crazy?�How delicious are the organs in that area.�Let�s just blow our heads off!�

�I am starving to death!�I�ll just do it!�

An underground man who could not hold back his hunger in front of the food raised a gun.

�no!�

The moment he thought he had to save them, the boy�s body turned into a flash of light and flew away.

When I came to my senses, I was blocking the way of Wood and Hamei before I knew it.

�What, what!�Shoot!�

The boy�s eyes widened as the panicked underworlders pulled the trigger on their rifles.

wide!

As the curtain of light pulsed with an explosive noise, the trajectory of the bullet was rapidly twisted and crashed into the trunk of a tree behind it.

The roaring harmony erased the child�s cry, and as one magazine was completely emptied, tinnitus seemed to flow through the forest.

�Uh, why bullets?�

The boy just stared at the floor, taking in the new memories echoing in his head.

� Spirit Zone.�An extremely sensitive state of mind.

� Particles of God.�Mass is energy.

� Crash your thoughts.�it�s called the force

�Ro, Rossi?�

Woodgar�s voice brought the boy to his senses.

�����It�s not Rossine�s.�

Then he said as he walked towards the underground people who were making blank faces.

�Sirone.�My name is Arian Sirone.�

Syrone information recovery rate.

48 percent.

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In the confrontation between guns and magic, the underground people tried to strike preemptively according to their inclination, but Sirone�s reason was faster than that.

�Photon Cannon!�

As the spheres of light rushed in flashes, the seven underworlders scattered in different directions.

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