Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

The smell of deep greenery, which was full of surroundings, was anointed with a backward beast odor.

Long enough to seem insane in scale and proximity compared to the surrounding landscape. A very large, deer-like anomaly.

Zuwira Shamour was looking down at the humans in front of her, shaking her long neck loosely as she towered.

- That's somewhere.

Before the colorful dishes arranged on the table, with the childish innocence of wondering from which to eat.

There have been crusade cases in the past. But that was only fifteen years ago, only once in The Tragedy of Rhinecadal.

If you hit it from the front properly, you don't even know how much sacrifice you'll make. Even if we win, if we get hit by a horse, we're done.

Amanda skips directions low, staring at a giant monster that is too creepy.

"... all scattered with my signals. Car number one is abandoned on this occasion. The occupants retrieve only the horses and leave. In order to distribute the aim, vehicles two and three each go in a different direction. These two cars are dead at all costs. And then..."

Attack, I guess not.

It's like wearing a cloth bag from the top.

An incredibly flexible, wide open mouth reminded me of a deep cave. Thin people, etc., must fit in easily.

Actually, I'll show you that.

Zuwira Shamour tilted her neck and brought her face closer in a covered form from Amanda's overhead. That's just an act of trying to prey on the bait in front of you.

That's how a giant face approached to swallow the female knight whole clashed into a thin sheet of ice that unfolded in the air just before. The impact causes fine white ice to strike the universe.

Amanda pulled her cheeks and laughed as she put her hands over her head and maintained the ice barrier unfolding like a roof.

"You're a big bum who didn't have a" table manners "diet. People will still be talking...!

Let him take his neck off and Zuwira Shamour pulls his face off.

Of course, I didn't give up.

Using that recoil, he slammed an awesome head punch against the ice wall. Two, three degrees. A giant battle-hammered hawk is relentlessly swinging down the silver ceiling.

"Guh......!

Sounding roar and shock. Vibrating earth.

Amanda, who wasn't even swamped by Augustus' blow, devoured her teeth with a distressed look.

(That's Amanda's defensive technique......, but)

Lifeguarding spits unconsciously.

Terrible is the resentment demon, the indiscriminate shooting of power by its giant.

If you're a concurrent person, you're literally crushed and turned into a stain on the ground.

"Ugh..."

"A, Lord Amanda!

The sight of even the soldiers in the war frightening and butting.

There is no such thing as magic or tactics there. Simple and extreme primitive violence: being interrupted and rampaged through a meal. But on an overwhelming scale, it instinctively frightened a human being.

Thoroughly on defense, Amanda lifts her voice.

"Ku..., I... and scatter and guard the carriage dead! We both take this one! Oretta, I got this!

"Yes."

Sharpened by the monster's hawk, the thin ice on the frozen walls scattered with paralysis. In response to a white-coated beauty who nodded without changing her complexion directly beneath,

"- All hands, spread out!

As per Amanda's decree, which flew, each member moved into action.

From the first car to abandon, the soldiers on board jumped out and freed two horses who had pulled their bodies so far. Handily, the two soldiers cross each other's backs and begin to leave.

Vehicles two loaded with supplies and three carrying the researchers, each off the road, drive a slow slope in the opposite direction.

The members also began to walk at full capacity in the form of accompaniments to the two separate carriages.

Amanda and Oretta who stay and fight. Car number two going down the slope. Car three rushing to the other side of it.

Here, the team was to be divided into three parts.

Zuwira Shamour, who became the culprit of such confusion, is blind to the soldiers walking away like spider children, repeatedly thrusting her head over Amanda's thin sheet of ice unfolded over her head.

"... you're too freaked out, that bakemon... Try to get as good as you want, Kramer..."

The fierce mad grudge demon is also a grudge demon, but Amanda's skill in preventing it is also amazing.

With such a sight on his ass, Lifeguard quickly circled his gaze.

(I... what do we do?

Exactly because of the staggering, there is no even division of soldiers. There are more skewed people following the second car. Well, then...

"Lugo, car number three is thin! Let's go!

"Oh, hey, okay......!

Faster than putting together my thoughts, Belgrette came running. Nodding each other, trying to start chasing the third car with the doctors on it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

In the blue forest, a tremendous scream ripped open the air wooded spirits.

That moment.

People were asking God.

Why?

"Hey... to...?

Pushing down Zuwira Shamour in front of me - I looked back hard, Amanda did.

"This, ha"

I also looked to the source of the scream, Oretta.

"... Soon..., Nah..."

We tried to start following Car Three, Belgrette did.

"What!? This one...! What's the situation......!

"Damn...! This is such a stupid thing...... ugh!?

I tried to get on the carriage as well, the Tailvid brothers and sisters.

"... heh... this again..."

I was about to rush out, Dermie.

"How..."

"Lie, it's..."

I was running out after the carriage, a lot of soldiers.

Car number two is on its way, between the trees. A giant shadow that emerged from it.

In other words, everyone was slapped down into the abyss of despair with the eyes of the other Zuwira Shamour.

And Car Three is on its way.

Though the body is rather small, two Zuwira Shamours abruptly swept out of the woods.

Fifteen years ago, there was a nightmarish resentment demon who wielded fierceness - a total of four authentic monsters classified in category A.

On the edge of despair, a line is enlightened.

They said they were - as bait, they were already surrounded. He said he was aiming for it.

"Damn...... dammit ohhhhhh!"

A young soldier straddling the station of the second car wields a whip in a damned mood. In an effort to avoid the resentment demon that suddenly appeared on the way, he changed the direction of the horse's progress with all his strength.

It should be hailed as a flash of English. The carriage leans into the boarding compartment but succeeds in swirling, going down a dense slope of wood, inaccessible with the giant body of Zuwira Shamour.

The monster at the time of his new appearance immediately begins to walk with the second car, although he showed a confusing gesture like he had eaten a 'deposit' over the fence.

The next move - there was only one boy on this occasion, a boy who didn't believe in the existence of God.

"Lugo!?

"I'm going! In the meantime, car number two. Yabe!

Don't look back on Belgrette's voice and head to rescue Car 2 at first sight. If you have comparable drift protection walking power to a horse, it's never hard to catch up with a vehicle going on an untidy evil road.

"Come on!"

A beat late, Belgrette also followed such a guerrilla.

"Damn... when this happens...!

"I just have to do it! Let's go, damn it!

The soldiers who returned to me ran out one after the other when they saw the two men who had moved. Each runs with all his might to the carriage closer to himself.

A dermy gliding in a flight with a blast lands on the roof of the third car.

"Here, I'll follow you ~"

"Fuck you. Yeah, please, Mr. Dermie!

A big man, who is the master of the third car, whispers along with a wild voice. After that, two little Zuwira Shamours begin to follow.

"Lisa! Where!?

Running out to Car Three as well, Ted realized there was no sisterhood beside him in this mess.

"Brother!"

Slightly remote position. While everyone was rushing out, there was a reservoir in position near Car 2.

"Ku......! Lisa needs a second car! But never try to fight! Not your winnable opponent during the day!

"... Got it!

My brother rushes out toward Car 3 and my sister chases Car 2.

"Ku... everyone -,"

Amanda keeps her ice walls, while she looks at her scattered brethren.

"Amanda, before!

Hacked by Oretta's sharp voice, he returns his gaze to the enemy in front of him.

"Huh!"

Zuwira Shamour's neck and head, recoiled to roll out the head thrust.

Previously shaken by 'vertical', that had turned into 'horizontal'. It's - it's like collapsing everything, a terrible twister.

A neck thicker and longer than a man's torso flew in a straight horizontal orbit as the head of marbled solidity scraped the soil from the ground.

With a direct hit, an unmanned armed carriage abandoned behind his back is overthrown. Luckily, that weakened the power of the blow.

"-..., woo, woo! Kuh!"

Amanda redeploys and flushes the ice wall sideways and jumps backwards to a large extent. While killing the power, I quickly made an appointment.

Stand in a way that pinches the monster, Oretta and the two of them, who were gorgeous at paying off the meat.

"Damn... good thing people can't move, you did what you wanted scattered. You big fat ass."

The soldiers all left the scene. I don't need to draw attention anymore. I don't care about the damage, I can fight as hard as I can.

"If you're that hungry, I'll treat you to plenty of things. I'm dying."

- It was sweet.

Amanda Aide had her teeth bitten inside as she slapped a provocative light mouth toward the unspoken giant monster.

Typically, resentment demons classified above category A are considered to operate alone.

There are roughly two reasons.

One. Having mighty power, therefore, the need not to protect oneself from external enemies in flocks.

One. A large amount of food will be needed to maintain the giant, but if you act in multiple bodies, you will no longer be able to feed on sufficient quantities.

Therefore, more than one individual of rank A or higher will not operate within the same region. That's the theory, and Amanda thought so, too, as common sense. In experience, I never encountered a situation to overturn this.

But until now, the situation has been a dark one.

To encounter too many enemies' too much 'in the vast Rubiltori mountainous area, a land that has long been home to resentment demons before it became the first bobble. That Zuwira Shamore's habitat could have been fully predicted as a factor, but that the number of resentful demons was still' too small '.

If we assumed that there were more than one monster called "bulimia," it would be the right situation for Tsujitsu.

But I was caught in common sense and did not consider such a possibility. Maybe he didn't want to. A nightmarish assumption that more than two such monsters exist. But the nightmare was poked at as a reality. Even the researchers, starting with Dr. Locke, would not have assumed so much.

Given their individual size, these four Zuwira Shamours are a family. Parents and children.

This land has accumulated luxurious resources due to its vastness and transformation into its original bobble. The child should have been independent sooner, but he stayed in a herd in this bait-rich place.

It's unclear how long the monsters have been sitting on this land.

(I should have assumed, you mean... Even a situation like this joke......)

This place - a forbidden land where the former did not tread, where common sense of men and other things do not prevail. Screw even the habit of a grudge demon, a forbidden enchantment. Original Bob.

"Amanda, let's talk about reflection later. We have to get rid of this one first."

From the usual laid-back atmosphere - Oretta, carrying a disastrous black sword, looks up at the enemy and tells him quietly.

"The two of the kids should be cleaned up by the dermies. The other one, I know the Ariumi guerrillas will keep him down... but he's a little incompatible with his bare-handed fist legs dominating him. It should be difficult to defeat. We'll clean this up and go for cover as soon as possible. There's no other way."

"... oh yeah...!

There is no time for remorse.

For one thing, there are four enemies. I just don't want to think that there will be Zuwira Shamour after the fifth body, but we should abandon that convenient optimism.

Ensure and promptly eliminate the visible enemy first. Because the later we are here, the more victims we will have.

"O Ice God... give me one end of that great power, and pay me!

In response to a fierce female knight's cry, an ice storm swirled.

"All right......!

The guerrilla, who caught up as soon as possible with the second car going the evil road, looked up at the deer monster walking together separately from the trees. Huge enough to think it was some kind of mistake. The grudging demon, his blood-running eyeballs, who drools and seems to go all the way back, just puts even the carriage in sight. I can't even look at the drift protection that's looming right behind me.

(This guy...)

This alien named Zuwira Shamour. The same goes for the hell of it that I've been after Amanda as much as I am now, but I seem to have the habit of stubbornly pursuing the first person I've decided to 'eat'.

(but naturally...... you should switch targets)

Grasping in a larger stone, the guerrillas swing with certainty.

(If you take such a blow that you can't get through. Ah, hey!

A shot of the whole spirit, a targeted deviation shot.

The stone bullet, which tore through the sky and flew, struck brilliantly directly at the side of Zuwira Shamore. Blunt hitting sound. The long neck leans about and stops when the hooves that were moving lightly.

Thus, the grudge demon looked down as he turned around. A body that resembles a deer, but is too far away from the deer. The black eyeballs floating in the cloudy red eye, far down - capture the boy slinging pebbles in the palm of his hand.

Even as he felt something frizzy in his temperatureless gaze, the drift shield made him laugh invincibly.

"Hey... you finally noticed me. You're too skilled."

Naturally, but not to react to words like that.

Zuwira Shamour stares at the drifting shelter from the overlooks over the trees. The person I was chasing until just before - without even looking at the carriage that drives away.

(I knew it. Just what I thought, this guy)

Target switched.

I don't chase two rabbits. Whatever the disconnect is, the nature of defining the conscious' only one 'as the object of attack.

Might be lucky to be unhappy, and the drift shelter was heartily horrified. Because as long as I'm attracting this monster, no one else will be targeted.

(Even so, I thought it was awfully damaging or something and hit a bee... seriously, 'I just noticed this one', this guy...)

He was even shot blowing Drautlaw's head off, intact.

(And this guy... is something big...?

It could be bigger than the individuals Amanda and the others are attracting. It looks like a three-story building. It has a head higher than the tree lying right next to it.

(deer...... more like a giraffe considering the length of your neck and back length...... Well, when is it inappropriate to giraffe... like Arkapa who became vicious...?

somewhere, equilibrium of heterogeneous flesh as an organism.

The size of the head and the thickness of the neck are unusual. I am certain that humans and others will fit in perfectly. Lifeguard set himself up on the spot, letting such enemies pull his cheeks.

"Yu, guerrilla hall!

One of the soldiers hidden in the woods calls out for a faraway winding.

"I'll take this one! Follow the carriage, everyone!

I gave it back that way staring at the monster -, it was the moment.

Sounding roar. Roaring trees.

Zuwira Shamour was setting up a body hit on a wooden tree that inhibited her from drifting with her shield. The trunk, which should never be brittle, echoes the sound of mechanics and ruin to the tremendous shock produced by the giant.

"Ugh, wow!?

"Holy shit, they're coming this way!

Each of the soldiers who were nearby ate bubbles and retreated.

Crushed and scattered branch leaves.

Zuwira Shamore, who slapped a few young trees together in repeated bumps, runs.

"- Damn!"

"Ha ha!

That huge hoof kicked two soldiers who were nearby incredibly lightly. Shah, and their bodies roll as they draw the red line onto the earth.

"! Meh...!

It's like being blind to such soldiers.

Only twice did the earth shake. The suspicion reached the present moment in just two steps.

(Huh, speed......!

The immensity was incredibly direct to speed.

I looked back with my own eyes and thought, "It's like a tunnel," etc. Open mouth, imminent to swallow prey. A row of mollusced teeth, regularly lined up and down its anterior part with a slack. A large ripped mouth with elasticity, like rubber, descended from directly above the drift shield in a covered form.

"Whoa!

If you avoid it with a single hair, the face of a grudging demon clashing into the earth with excessive momentum shakes your feet.

I don't mind such an empty gesture, and the troll shook his neck many times trying to swallow a stray shield.

That's an insect net, if you like. A net called the mouth of Zuwira Shamour, which is swung down for an insect called Stream Protection.

But 'bugs' are not easily caught either.

"Shh!"

Poke in the counterattack needle after repeatedly wearing a "net".

"Rah!

punch fists and kicks in the face that have been removed from predation.

- but

(It's hard...!

Cheeks, nose tips, mouth. Wherever he slapped him, he felt like a thick rubber tire, and the drift shield flashed his face. Beyond being an organism, the head should be weak without leaking into an example - but it just comes purposefully through my face, and every area is horribly stiff. I can feel the firm thickness and elasticity.

It's the first time I've noticed it near me, but the thickness of the top of my head seems thinner than I thought. It seems effective if you can knock off a strong blow to the brain weather, but it's hard to take the top in the first place.

(If so -)

Never tire of wearing a covered mouth,

"Right here!"

Vertical resentment demon's face, slightly upper part of his big ripped mouth - that is, to his left eye, slammed his right fist all over him. A blow depicting the orbit of a bow returns cancer and unprecedented response -

(What? 'Cancer'......?

The giant eyes pointed at Giroli and his eyes met.

"... then, to...?

Fist 'in the eye', without even blinking. Zuwira Shamour stared at the stray shield with her open left eye, which was as good as volleyball - a fist that was immediately pressed.

"... ugh."

If you retreat unintentionally, the grudge demon brings a sickle as if nothing had happened, overlooking the drift protection under your eyes.

"... Seriously... even Farvnar's eyeballs were pulled out..."

He pulled his cheeks and was unexpectedly blurry.

Is it because you have the luxurious habit of - penetrating every face and capturing bait? Stiff. Not even the eyeball.

(Some counterattack of "bait," no matter where you fart to take it. Huh...!

Nevertheless, we have to stack it up. I'd like to punch you in the eye more than once, or I'd like to shoot you in the brain.

The grudge demon acted differently than before against the stray guard who bracketed his stomach and retooled him. Bend your body low, shake your neck to the side,

"Ku......, whoa!?

It's like a connecting stick, Flail. Take advantage of the neck recoil that has been made, and turn the head around in a straight lateral orbit. That's too huge a swing by the sumptuous. An awesome radius of attack swept grass leaves and dust from the surrounding ground. If you take a direct hit, even an armed carriage could turn upside down.

"Bastard......!

Flying and dodging at the soot, the drift shield cautioned against its immense reach and took an intermission.

"Huh!?

Huge deer poking in there shortly after breathing. He shook his neck to the left and right as if it were a twist, and shoved his head off the front strip.

"Ugh......!

Liquid protection dared to jump into the opponent's pocket and dodged this by diving under his crotch.

Momentum passes through each other, both sides look back at the same time, often staring at each other.

"Damn, what a messy move...!

Have you boiled your business to bait that's hard to catch? He switched from repeated predatory behavior to obvious offensive behavior by the time he was foolish.

I could strike back where I was approaching to swallow the whole thing, unlike before. The stiff head on the tip of the neck, which often does, is the noisy blunt instrument itself. You can't swing around like that, you can't even get close to a detour.

(... hmm? Get close, don't...?

Strange discomfort there, the drift guard gazed at the monster. Naturally, it's not like you can read the expression or the inside from the existence of a grudge demon.

(This guy could be...)

"Lugo!

What I heard there was the voice of a familiar girl knight. It was a drifting shelter that ran all the way to this place to stop Zuwira Shamour, but I guess she caught up with me in the form of leaving it.

"Belle, this one's fine! Car two, please!

If I kept my eyes open from the enemy and my voice was raised, there would have been only a few moments to roam.

"... Okay. But don't be impotent...!

Until now, she had been a girl knight who had guided herself to exile care and was often anxious, but these days the proportion of 'believe and commission' was increasing.

Oops, as I turned my gaze sideways, I could see a number of silver backs rushing in the direction of the second car's driving away. Belgrette's hindsight is also added there.

The two soldiers who had just been kicked and rolled by a grudge demon no longer even moved with Pickle.... rather than... my neck was turning in a strange direction.

…………

Two new deaths. But the carriage is off the target of Zuwira Shamour, and the accompanying soldiers are following without being targeted.

(If I do this here... at least I shouldn't have to make any more sacrifices about escorting the second car)

The monster kicked the ground and stuffed the time with one act. Spin the iron ball around the stiff head and thin it if you don't get rid of the drift protection.

"Ever...!

Keep moving out of reach of your neck while carefully escaping. Is the grudge demon on the other side going to hit his head even in the will, chasing him as he perseveres in a change of direction?

(Category A...... 'bulimia', Zuwira Shamore......)

At first I was overwhelmed by its force, but by calmly confronting it, there was something I could see.

The temper is extremely rough. Just the very action of trying to swallow the target as a whole is a terrible means of attack. This would be nothing but despair for small organisms, including humans.

It is because of such predatory behavior and swinging head punches that drift protection - 'combat' is now established, for one thing, thanks to its peculiar physical abilities.

'bulimia' eating everything mercilessly. The business of eradicating the creatures that inhabit the mountains must be what we call catastrophic.

But the guerrillas had gained certainty.

There is an overwhelming lack of this grudge demon compared to Fervnar and Predilecke, who once fought death.

"Phew!"

Don't dive in, tap your fists into your elongated legs. Not greedy, only that blow moves you to exit. Through the unreachable inseam, behind the opponent. Round your neck, resentment demons turn around.

(yes... how many times, this pattern)

Farvnar had a diverse array of attackers. As well as his nails and fangs, he also had the flying tool of shooting out stomach stones and the ability to fly with huge wings.

Predilecke was no longer a weapon of mass murder. Sickle, mouthpiece, fangs, feathers, tail needles - it was all a sharp blade itself. He also shows off his awesome standing around, using them as much as he can and dialing four people at the same time: Lifeguard, Dino, Digos, and Duen.

But this Zuwira Shamour is different.

Go in and try to eat the other guy. Alternatively, I see a head-on punch. Or hit the body with your own weight on it.

No matter, any power is awesome. But due to physical structure, that's all there is to attack. I don't have claws, feathers, or tails. I don't even have the habit of 'deliberately' kicking my enemies in the legs. The two deceased soldiers have been unluckily shaped - if their limbs were compared to their bodies, they wouldn't be that developed (though not even frightened to the extent that the drift shield beat them a little).

In the meantime...

"Oops."

Stream protection falls sparingly against approaching Zuwira Shamour. A hammer-like head passes through the present.

The only thing the boy was wary of at the moment was a head-on 'only'.

I can't set up a body like a broken tree against someone who's only about the size of my foot.

And

(This guy right now, he doesn't try to eat me. I can't)

That's the identity of discomfort I just remembered.

Initially it was Zuwira Shamore, who was even trying to swallow the driftshield as a whole, but stopped preying on the border at one point.

That is,

(after he punched him in the eye)

I mean, it was working. A grudge demon who didn't blink one with a fist straight in his left eye, but it wasn't no damage. That's why I stopped monotonous predation by alerting myself to such counterattacks. He began to shake his head so that the drift shield could not come close.

"Heh... I can't even eat" bulimia "- see?"

It was an exodus to make you laugh provocatively,

(Well... I don't know what to do)

As a matter of fact, the battle is in an odd adhesive state.

A resentful demon who hates to fight back and even wields his head. Stream protection that can be stably avoided because it can only be read that it comes with a head punch. It is less advantageous to protect yourself from unilaterally attacking and failing to return a decision.

(A clove...... try to smash it!

I can't do this forever. It is not necessarily that another threat has not yet been received before Car 2 and Belgrette and others rushed off.

Lifeguard dropped his hips deeply and straightened himself out. Did the confronting troll also perceive something, without jumping into the detour and quietly overlooking it -.