I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"Crack-"

In the darkness, a button was pressed.

Something was activated.

Something has been changed.

Tens of seconds later, Owens regained control and looked confused at Hartz, who had escaped from his hands and completed the reconstruction of the machine body, but did not take this opportunity to launch an offensive.

And... there is a strange feeling.

Did something happen?

Everything is in normal condition, and the invasion of NO.15 has been resolved, absorbing the opponent's miracle, and even [Gaia]'s body has expanded again.

However, something seems to be wrong——

Owens looked around, and after a moment, he got his answer.

My own domain, my own hell erosion, actually stopped?

why?

As an instinctive act of Gaia, as a god of [the world], the nature of his mere existence would wrest back his own power from the grabber. Why was it interrupted?

Moreover, no matter how hard I try, I can't expand the field even a little bit.

It is stuck at the 4.1% limit and cannot be crossed.

"what have you done??!!!!"

After countless trials, Owens came to a clear realization.

The situation is beyond my control.

"Ah? It's nothing. There's no need to praise me so much. I just made a small contribution..."

Hartz scratched his head and seemed a little embarrassed.

Sorry about your sister!

Owens had never felt his blood pressure so high, and he was even angrier than when he faced that piece of shit Ful.

There is only 1.2% left before completing your goal, even if it is a discount, it will erode another 0.8%!

But just like that, inexplicably, I can't continue?

What a joke!

"Answer me! Harts! What on earth did you do! Why was my domain expanded and my hell erosion was stopped!"

Owens roared angrily, glaring at the [Hero] in front of him.

"Oh, I said it's nothing, why don't you believe it?"

Hartz smiled, his tone pleasant and frivolous.

"I just invited you to come to my Miaomiao House, so you shouldn't be so angry~ Did I not entertain you well? Oh, it seems I haven't introduced you yet -"

Under Owens' almost irrepressible glare, Hartz gave a pretentious salute and said with a smile.

"It's like Mickey Mouse's wonderful house, a cabin in a snow-covered forest, or Tetsuo's big dark room, in short-"

"Congratulations! How do you feel about being kicked out of this world? Are you surprised? Are you happy?"

Hartz laughed, not caring at all about the other person's look that wanted to tear him apart.

"Since you have been locked up in a small dark room, don't always think about playing in a group. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea and chat?"

"Stop joking! Harts!"

Without any hesitation, Owens chose to condense the miracle again. Countless sword blades and countless chains condensed out of thin air, locking Harts from a distance.

"I admit that I made a mistake. It was because I was not sensitive enough to the battle situation that I ignored the fluctuation of the foreign object invasion and gave you this opportunity."

During the battle, he did sense the slight fluctuation when Blake entered the field, but because he was concentrating on other places, and his own [Gaia] perception system was too noisy compared to his current consciousness. It was also messy, and I subconsciously ignored all the noise.

As a result, Black was able to safely deliver the item jointly developed by Atlas Academy and the Foreign Object Containment Society to Harts.

By the way, help NO.15, invade [Gaia]'s consciousness again, and fight for the slightest chance for Hartz to start.

"But, what's the price? The price of locking me in here."

"you guess?"

"Oh, there's no need to guess. If nothing else happens, you will be the price."

Owens scoffed.

"The range you divided should have included the three dying heroes and the hero who sent you the key props, but now you are the only one left here. You... are probably using... The legendary numbered rare object."

An existence completely different from numbered containment objects. Through the solidification of miracles and the price paid in advance, people can use the miracle props unconditionally.

Created jointly by the Atlas Academy and the Foreign Object Containment Society, it is a strategic tool for the human camp.

However, even if it can be used unconditionally, there are still requirements.

For example, at least "people" are needed to use it. If it is an existence that needs to be maintained, then the person who activates the magical object is a necessary condition for maintenance.

"If you think about it carefully, in the end your plan is still delaying time. How long do you think you can hold me back?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Hartz moved the mecha's shoulders and then got into a boxing stance.

"How stupid... You should know that as long as I kill you, this barrier that blocks me will be automatically broken."

"Uh, yes, you're right."

Hartz smiled and stretched out the mecha's right hand.

The light flashed across, and a delicate hourglass appeared in the hand of the mecha controlled by Hartz.

Within it, there was blue sand, shining with little starlight, but it failed to flow from the top of the hourglass.

Just because there is a crystal with a light yellow star shining inside, blocking the falling exit and resisting the flow of sand.

"It is true that there is a need to use rare items, but, Owens, why do you think-"

Hartz clasped his hands and stared at the other person calmly.

"Can you kill me?"

Then, from Hartz's hand, the battle ax appeared, shining with colorful rainbow light.

Disaster breaking, defense breaking, acceleration, sharpness, cleave, frenetic attack speed, pursuit, critical strike, crushing blow——

I turned all my experiences over the past 30 years into miraculous blessings and added them to it.

"I told you, this is Tetsuo's little dark room, so..."

He raised his battle ax and faced [the world].

"Either you die or-"

"boom!!!!"

No more reservations, inspire and ignite all miracles.

Before the escaped miracle is swallowed up by the other party, it no longer takes into account all subsequent problems, and simply turns it into firewood and supplies it to itself.

This is what Leo told him, the only way to face the fragments of [the world].

Before the opponent can seize it, burn yourself out, leaving no chance for the enemy.

The distant distance was shortened by the burst of speed in an instant, and then the giant ax fell, setting off a huge wave, destroying all obstacles with one axe.

From the collision, Hartz shouted disdainfully.

"Or you die!"

This battle will only have one outcome.

There can only be one!