I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

But there's just one guy, only a boy nodding with a convincing face wondering if that's what you mean.

"... don't be angry, whoa"

He waved his arm when he saw there the reason for his anger, which reached the pinnacle of solving because of the corrupt edge.

Half of the black that remained along with the small screams and screams as soon as possible sinks before his spiritual power.

Should I be vulnerable to being defeated so much with just one blow?

Should I praise you for still protecting my husband from such irrational attacks?

Either way, I let her work for me. That's what they call it later.

That's all I was concerned about, and I went down from the edge to the garden again, and Lew wouldn't let me get in the way of the top.

I was starting to clean downstairs.

"Still in a bad chest shit streak, yeah!

The coarse garbage left over from the times, whoa! You've spoiled the soul of the dead (...)! "

Is it a counterattack or a stopping purpose?

One after the other, he physically sank the black outfits with his bare fists.

There is also anger over that outrage in Liu's expression. Someone close to me.

It is unforgivable for someone with lost experience to be deceived.

Are these guys unwilling to even protect the sleep of the dead?

"Ki, you! Take the honorable us for trash and so on... I won't allow it!

Don't be polite, you monkeys. Kill them now!

How long are you willing to keep such a bastard in front of me!

They merely agreed to a disturbing order that also contained reprimands, and ran.

Kick away the most impending shadow from the attractor or the front, and aim for that gap?

He grabbed the arm of whoever tried to scratch his neck with a blade from the blind spot and swung it around.

I pinch the leopard from the left and right, and I squeeze away a bunch of people who were planning to chase me.

"Become!?

Whose voice is the surprise? More than ten people had been crushed by Liu in a flash of defense.

He is also one whose eyes have suddenly become fat in the last few days. Generally, it's quick, brilliant.

It's warm for those black outfits who show collaboration but feel the “cruelty” of me.

There's more to Sinichi than being attacked from all directions. Where and what does one person do from?

Makes me feel fearful and pressured I don't understand. But they're too tough to read.

without fear of such a next-readable attack, while he surely tailored the black outfits

Pack one step at a time to compress the distance to Taoism.

"Hih, why... why can't he crush one of them!?

"I don't know much about it.

It must have been the soul of someone who was forced to capture it with tremendous skill. "

such as the shivering screams of a man who can be wolfed by that overly unilateral sight.

Not even willing to ask, Liu goes one step further with only what he wants to say.

"Damn, that's!

Do-jin's mouth stops like his breath is stuck in an inquiry he has determined rather than questioned.

It is a sign that we recognize that it is a positive reaction and at the same time that it is a bad thing.

Naturally, the exorcist clan is also responsible for monitoring the flow of souls.

Yet we are forced to retain the souls of the dead in this world and use them for art.

"You did hear somewhere that that kind of thing wouldn't work if you used it on your own with a ban.

Besides, the Tormentalist princess hates the system and rarely gives permission. "

From the mother or from childhood care?

I don't know if it was long ago or recently, but I remember Lyo hearing about it.

So, without permission, if you ask me otherwise, Dao Tru further distorts and bites his crooked face.

How easy it was to understand, and he said nothing had changed from when we were there.

I had that disgust on my face.

"Ugh, come on, shut up! Until the vile blooded man used the technique he deserved!

Even assuming you're a coward using toys from other worlds while inheriting the blood of our clan.

Anyway, I don't have the muscles to be told!

"Heck...... oops"

Even if I disagree, it's crude. And I can't stop thinking about it.

But as I listened, I kept cleaning, and I heard my nose laughing on the diagonal of Ryo.

"Ha, Raw Hate"

That's Tomoe, who's finished putting many souls back into the right stream. My hands are from the ground.

She's advanced enough to reach it, like she sees garbage on that face.

I continued with a cold eye and a no-good look.

"This one has only (...) the exorcist clan a long time ago.

I'm going to go along with your routine. I don't have any connections or brother-in-law.

I thought you could fight on the same mound?

There are no such gentle 'enemies'... you are an unknown child. "

Can't you stop being angry yet? Or are you willing to crush it thoroughly when you get here?

With both of those wills, she laughs at the truth by the time it's grand, physically and mentally.

Even words look down at him from the top. Plus several emotional explosions. He causes.

"─ Eh! Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!

With a boiling fierce passion, Do-jin unleashed his magic on Usuro.

Happy or unhappy, too, having thought about misfiring at once so far.

Strike them through the gap between the black outfits that have already been reduced to the first tenth.

But the spiritual blade is bounced into a thick membrane of spiritual power with no rheo drilling or anything out front.

Known as ridiculous by childhood training, it is an iron-walled armor that cannot be easily broken through in the art of juxtaposition.

What is there is a difference between pure and simple "amount of spiritual power”.

A powerful and irrational force of born talent that cannot be transcended by training or knowledge alone.

It was the power Taoism had naturally wielded so far.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!

He has no such awareness of himself, and he just barks pointlessly as he steps on the group too much.

For the past dozen minutes, it's as if his life has been a lie so far.

For a man named Tsumatomi Dojin, it never came to pass as one thing.

For a man whose special treatment has been normal since birth, it's too humiliating.

I wouldn't put up with it, but whatever I did, the blind presence wouldn't disappear. Instead, his

The power to hold is easily crushed before just two boys and girls, and the passion is a vicious circle.

I also don't move one of their eyebrows the anger of hatred that made my raw emotions come out.

No longer pity, not even seen as an enemy. Cold eyes stroke emotions backwards.

─ ─ ─ Why, why, why!

-----It's unpleasant, unpleasant, unpleasant!

─ ─ ─ ─ If only we had more, more, more power!

"Thank you for waiting, Michima-sama."

A woman's voice echoes into her messy heart with boiling passion.

It's like whispering sweetly. It sounds like it's the devil's, but Do-jin sees the Lord of his voice unexpectedly.

"You..."

"Huh!?

Tomoe and Liu, on the other hand, stand half-reflective and guard that girlfriend over Taoism.

One shadow, as if kneeling before my husband, is someone in black like no other.

But only the two of them feel intensely uncomfortable with her, and that's why they can't move.

In the meantime, the woman truly offered an elongated object wrapped in a cloth that she held beside her.

"Take this."

"What?"

"It's what you want"

"Oh, whoa! This! This is that!!

Taoism, understood in short words, received it in full joy.

There seems to be a history in it itself. Lists objects wrapped in cloth in an excited way in heaven.

In its silhouette, which floats thinly over the cloth, he perceived the surroundings to be like swords.

"Finally, I finally got it! There's a spirit sword in my hand!

With this I would lose to these lower bitches, etc!!

"... spirit, sword?

Tomoe didn't care how he looked like that or anything, he just caught on to the word (...).

And I felt the same scratch from when I saw the cloth that Liu was wrapping things too.

"That cloth was somewhere before... yes, my mother was before..."

- This is... - No, it's not.

"... dude, I don't feel like it!?

He shouted at the memories of his uncertainty creeping up anxiety and

Almost at the same time Tomoe made sure to kick the sky and stick it in the road.

A blade of camnagi swung down in the midst of no one in the black costumes could react to that velocity.

A flash of brilliant blue and white light is prevented together by the momentum of the assault on the suddenly occurring translucent wall.

A fierce spark scattered between the wall and the blade, but the blade did not slash the wall, and the wall could not play the blade and antagonized it.

But that's not mutual, it's the blade side losing when the attack is stopped.

"Come on!"

"Huh, ha, ha, ha!

I was frightened for a moment. He couldn't even catch a laugh with that strong guard in his eyes.

And when you proudly stick your sword further forward, it's like it stopped in the air.

The 'divine authority' that was kept still is pushed back in for that matter.

Apparently, the wall that blocks the two of us isn't even willing to pass the propulsion of the exoskeleton.

"Ha, ha... I did it! It's real! What do you say, mister, this is my power!

If the general public sees it, it's a sight that doubts my eyes, but the surroundings are more than that anomaly.

I watched with amazement that nanica, which was still wrapped up that made it happen.

“What the hell is that?"

"Am I using it knowing what that is?!?

But that's also the least obvious (...) man on this scene doesn't realize.

The cry of the girl who understands most unconsciously on this occasion does not reach again either.

Do-jin is just satisfied.

"Well, even you guys know how wonderful this sword is.

Long ago, when it was used as an offering, it gradually began to worship itself.

History is once old with Yayoi. Even compared to that knife of about five hundred years at best... "

"Ha!? Don't be ridiculous!

You actually have it because it's sealed and you don't feel anything!?

Tomoe's too off-targeted of words as if he was proud of the toys he got.

yelling impulsively but it only damaged his mood and drove him to the next action.

"Hmm, is that a dirty body?

I can't believe I don't see this clean spiritual fluctuation... look at it!

"Oh, stop it!

The voice to stop remained ineffective, and the sword was exposed under the moonlight.

It seemed like a bronze sword at first glance, but what are things like textbooks, museums, etc.

Totally different, a substitute that finds no dirt, dullness or missing parts that make history feel.

The glow of your body is dazzling as if it were a polished new one.

The blade crossing was a little long to be considered for an 80cm festival.

But it's not an abnormality or anything like that.

"Huh!?!?

Someone, no, everyone breathes. There is no such thing as someone who can't feel the sole here.

The air the sole wrapped around was a black, cloudy evil far from what Taoist called clean spirituality.

"To?"

Exactly (finally) realized that the missing voice between the roads was as if it were a signal.

The dense evil that had been sealed erupted with such intensity that it eroded reality.

A concentration of blue smoke that is not comparable to Gashadokuro's temper or anything else covers him in an instant.

Tomoe retreats aggressively, but shoots something out of his right sleeve, as much as it does.

Hide beyond the smoke and become invisible. I can't hear him screaming or groaning.

"Young lady!?

"Come on, idiot! I don't know what you can do with them in there!

Liu stares at the dark blue smoke drifting in one place as he holds down some of the people he tried to rush over.

Happy or unhappy, the black outfits were being bounced off in the aftermath of Tomoe's assault. In there.

Do-jin was the only one who was swallowed up.

"Shit, I should have learned more from my mother if this was happening!

That was a sword with real power. But perhaps not a spirit sword or something, but a demon sword.

That cloth enclosed its evil power. That was the last jetty.

If you look at this situation, Leo says that the cloth is a spiritual device with that kind of power.

I was able to remember clearly what my mother was like telling someone.

It's already late, though.

"You can't help saying that now! Don't be more distracted than that!

I can't afford Tomoe's voice to go down next door with the cam nagi standing.

"I know! Damn, what the fuck is that disgusting thing!?

That's just dark blue smoke or fog if you mean just how it looks.

Totally hide the way you're inside. That just makes me feel bad without being able to help but see.

discomfort like gastric juice coming backwards. I can't stop the chills and the alarm is ringing with my head.

That nothing is felt only by Liu is the complexion of others or

I could feel it from my weak breath.

"... well, I don't know how much safer material pressure is than him"

"Absolutely. - Guys, get up!

Still.

A little laughable room was created compared to Arre (Calle), but soon she spoke to everyone.

The only thing I followed in silence was a long-time lyou with whom I could deliver the eyes of doubt from the rest.

………

"Ma'am?

The slightly remaining black outfits distance themselves from the smoke as they wrap up a confusing air.

The girls in the rear are surprised to call their names, but this time, they won't come to reluctance.

No, should I say I can't afford to put it out?

"Oh, they're coming!

Screaming, she draws a pentagram in the space in front of her with a knife mark.

Moments later, the dark blue smoke was scattered around as if it had been blown away by a gust of wind.

- No!

The stars that inhabit the Spirit are instantly on the spot, including those who have fallen.

He appeared before him and glorified as a shield to protect himself from the spreading evil.

While everyone is flattered by the completeness of the procedure and the speed at which it unfolded, there is only one

Only Lyo, who doesn't understand, jumps forward and sticks his fist out. From up ahead.

It was his only flying tool in this situation, the Spiritual Power itself, that was released.

I didn't have a meeting in advance otherwise. She inspired vigilance.

I just assumed that there were some signs of an array rumbling out at the point.

This is the only Lyo I can do. That's why I moved that nature and attack are left to me.

But.

"Shit."

Sole, who was beyond the membrane of blue smoke, gently played a spiritual mass like a shell and erased it into the sky.

The unintentionally tongued liou somehow distorts his face by guessing that this attack is ineffective.

A tall laugh echoes in the dark night that stirs up even more discomfort there.

"Heh, heh! Hihhhhhhhhhh!!

The voice is - barely - Do-jin.

There's another color there, though. Or distorted as if subtly processed.

"Wow, young lady?

Still, even Lyo, who first heard his voice today, can tell it belongs to us.

But all the black outfits I've followed for years are surprised to see if Sole (...) is the real person.

And I watched with dismay.

"I didn't make it...... you got swallowed up by evil"

Tomoe's repentant voice was directed at the distorted “blue meat mass” there.

Although it is a human type, only the hands and feet with enlarged muscles are around the adult torso.

meat in the body as if it were equivalent. Overall, the meat was increased and dressed

The only luxurious suit left is a slack hipster. Plus its color is dark blue.

At least it doesn't match the skin tone of any race that's now confirmed. That's a creepy word.

What joke is that the only shadow (...) is Tomoe's knee-kicking and fist-distorted face?

Especially even that is swollen and fleshy overall, with no sane color in the black, cloudy eyes.

It was no longer what could be described as a suspicion itself.

"Dumb, Taoist has multiple spiritual defenses..."

"It's just that there was more power in that sword than that... you know what I mean?

Tomoe, biting his teeth with a bitter face, never took his gaze out of "the things that were true."

Without ever letting go, I encouraged the just upset black outfits to understand.

Neither they nor Tomoes have taken their eyes off Soko. So I get it.

The Devil's Sword on the right arm of the monster continues to cast more black evil than the monster himself.

Compared to the mood those Gashadokuro and the others were releasing, the firepower is different from the match and the range of fireworks launched.

In front of that power, a generic defensive technique that contemplates “all spiritual harm” is paper armor.

Sometimes his heart was filled with gaps, so easily swallowed.

That's why I know just by looking at it. That's a reversal of the relationship between the weapon and the bearer.

He said he was taking in and using a person named Dao Trun to use himself.

"Ahia."

But the goodness of its eyes and strong vigilance get behind it here.

conscious by a sword that exasperated them too badly. They were then

I was delayed in noticing that the face of the thing that was true raised the corner of my mouth.

"Huh!?

The monster's right arm rises. Even the sheer sheen of immense evil increases.

It swelled up all at once. It was burning black as if to dye the darkness of the night.

If you realize it, the Devil's Sword will be swung down already and you will smack the earth with the strength of a rigid arm (looking) street.

And the rushing black flames unleashed with the explosion swallowed them in an instant.