V2C47

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Without any forewarning, there was an immense change in the atmosphere. At the brink of exhaustion in his fight against Set's psychic waves, Nakajima's spirit was shattered into pieces by an immensely powerful low-frequency rumbling. The mob of zombies that had just crawled out of the lake of blood grabbed their temples with one hand, and their other extended into the air as if seeking help, were crushed in the warping of space.

Everything was being sucked into the storm of an immence magnetic field.

I didn't make it in time... A new shockwave rocked Nakajima's senses, and he knew that Feed's plan had been taken into action.

Yumiko...! Nakajima had already resigned himself to his fate. Even should Set be transported into space as expected, now that he was unable to have rescued Yumiko from inside him, a conviction to share her fate had at some point overwhelmed him.

Having come to this resolution, his soul felt light.

Izanami, it would appear that I will have to test the power that you gave me to the limit. As if embracing the blade of the Sword of Hi-no-Kagutsuchi, Nakajima folded his arms to his chest and concentrated.