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Chapter 405

Day 95 – Morning, White Weirdo Inn　

「Heaven does not place Flat Gaze above Flat Gaze, nor beneath Flat Gaze」 or so the saying goes, but this Flat Gaze is dangerous. A Flat Gaze gaze filled with void-like nothingness, expressionless yet with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and in her hand… a morning star.
She was mad.

I forcibly halted the flow of time. Accelerated my thoughts through ultra-high-speed cognitive acceleration, immersed myself in a blue world of time-delay and slow motion. Layering magical energy and skill effects onto the body like draping clothing with three-dimensional precision, I adjusted and controlled the shaping. From my fingertips to my heart, from the soles of my feet to every strand of hair, I activated Holding, perceiving and manipulating my presence within the space. Within a slowed flow of time looser than eternity, I ran. I seriously ran.
She was angry. Furious. Probably full-on