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

A mansion that a slightly wealthy family tried a little hard to build.

No one knows that house with such an atmosphere is now in a quiet exaltation.

The house is well cleaned in every corner without any dust, but apart from that, it has a faint sense of life.

There were some personal effects of residents, some sunburns due to the five year month period, etc., but somewhere.

It's purposeful. It's as if I bought the model house as it is.

Ground floor of such a mansion. The only popularity is the spacious living room connected to the kitchen.

On a luxury sofa in an exceptional position to watch a large TV placed on the wall

A man in his forties or so sitting back and spitting purple smoke. It's a little gray-haired.

The natural blonde hair and blue eyes are not dull and their face is British.

The soft, good-looking look of people, but now it's as satisfying as after a job.

He was distorting his licence in his expression.

In fact, the man was satisfied with the results of the work he had done.

The goal is utterly silent, although more resistance than expected.

There's no way we can't get rid of a target more than with an array.

It is inevitable that this will happen more than just limited means of prevention and it is also not absolute.

Head to the spitting window with a glimpse of the garden, over the wood deck.

I looked at the chapel standing on the adjacent property. I don't see any anomalies at first glance. Always.

The man's grin deepened to sights such as the view he was seeing from the house.

And it was one point in the living room that my gaze turned to continue.

Unmatched objects were there in the living room of any house in the world.

A common motorcycle is a pedestal. Two rectangular metal tanks sandwich it.

If the shape is the only object that is fixed to the pedestal, it looks like an objective rifle.

Several cables strewn from them crawling through the floor,

It's connected to a special power supply underground and a large TV, and the screen has

along with footage of the chapel in the next church looking down from above.

The letter "MISSION COMPLETE" appeared large in the middle.

At the top right edge of the screen there is also an English character indicating zero life response.

"If I had to be a singer or something, I wouldn't have died unharmed.

If it didn't ring, you'd be shot. Was it from this country?

That singing was out of the way. The truth was that it was only a substitute for us to get in our way.

This man therefore pulled the trigger himself for the failure of the first assassination operation.

At any rate, this is the behavior that completely ignores instructions from above, and it's time to

That there will come those who handle themselves like that.

Therefore, this one was just the last piece of clothing.

So.

He said, "What is he talking about?

Even when his own reaper came, the fine dust never got upset.

A group of over twenty people who have broken in to kick through the door, all but one.

It was an obvious combat unit wearing a grey full-body armored simplified exoskeleton.

But the man sees their arming without even wandering, and pleasantly distorts his licence.

"Yeah, hang out with him"

Go sign around so that the only long, biological man in a work outfit answers that for some reason.

It began as soon as possible with an inappropriate offensive to happen inside a typical Japanese home.

wall called the wall, the muzzle coming out of the ceiling called the ceiling, and some of the conditioning items are in its

He was attacked by an intruder unit as a small drone weapon.

Troops deal calmly with this as if they had expected.

Those who possessed the marksman outfit against the gunpoint where the simultaneous fire began, with little aim.

I fire a silver light bullet from my uniform. That's more than lead balls and light bullets fired in numbers.

Even though it was few, and after shooting everything down regardless of its type.

I decimated all gunpoints and destroyed them. That's less than five seconds of offense, and the extreme security equipment...

I was silenced in an instant.

Started small drones come in a wide variety of shapes and sizes, from humans to dogs.

The blunt instrument disguised as an ornamental plant from the object that strikes with Photon's fangs.

Things to unplug and wield, things to deploy entity shields and photon shields to protect a man.

Roughly speaking, a few of these three species were moving according to their roles.

But by contrast, a unit with melee weapons says it's not within reach.

I waved my weapon. The result is immediate. The watchdog type was suddenly pierced by countless spears.

Holes are everywhere, the mannequins are crushed with each arm, and the shields are made of both their material and their endurance.

As if to ignore it. Somehow it suddenly sliced apart and rolled to the floor.

It is also abnormal enough to have security devices up to this point in the general dwelling, but it

They are also unusual, even though they obviously didn't aim and delivered it even though it didn't arrive.

Odd or natural? They're all in a weapon (...) in the living room on their backs.

carrying each of the same items as the metal tanks supplied, from which the thick stretched

It was connected to the armament the tubes lay on each of them. Different shapes and types.

There were things that could be inferred that techniques of the same lineage were being used. The man on the couch...

Seeing a silver dull glowing liquid fill the inside of that tube,

And I laughed lightly as if I were satisfied with this result.

"Excellent. That's just the level of practice.

Violating orders. I'm afraid you're too good a trooper to start one.

Besides, the commander is with you... should I say honor, Six?

The only biological man who pointed the water at it.

He's slightly over a hundred and eighty centimeters long, and he doesn't look good on the field with his forged flesh.

He was gazing at the man sitting on the couch, covered in blue work clothes.

color of hair and eyes, and if you believe in face, you can tell you're an oriental Earthlings in your thirties or so,

A strong, scratchy face has the power to frighten ordinary people just by being stared at.

"I didn't know you'd end up at the top of the actual task force with both fame... a good underworld souvenir"

"Well, you're in a good position to keep people out of your way."

Besides, the tone is in the quieter voice. The frustration and pressure is real.

So much so that the armed men led by him show more fright in the air.

But the man on the couch was ready beforehand, so he couldn't move.

"Though it's a prototype of the development process, I'm going to bring out the near-finished product.

This one is fully armed, considering the danger of betrayal and seizure, and the deficit is also in large deficit.

... Killing you won't do you any good. "

"That's a very natural reason... I'm sorry about the loss"

"I could have predicted it. It's just Benom.

I could even make it to a well-known position in the corner, and now I'm a grandfather.

I'm in a lot of trouble... and, oh, I already killed him. "

The great guy, called Six, sighs when he sees the TV screen and the weapon with the pedestal.

The information shown there indicated that everything was already over.

"Yeah, it was amazing. I knew it in the material footage, but that's what we...

A new age weapon that the organization has spent hundreds of years completing. It was really great.

Sniping in disregard of all events and matters, even though there is a limit of being within range.

Hehe... anyone is a top notch sniper. "

The man called Benom boasts and rejoices in it as if it were my business.

The way it looked was like the kid was even bragging about the toys he was given.

Especially returning from Six is a further glimpse and disgust.

"No, but we had a plan over here.

Young is (...) really unintelligible, and asks him for immediate results.

If you fail, you fail, and then you root everywhere to use the princess. "

"I'm sorry, Six. But it's also true that that abominable singing princess is in the way, isn't it?

Five years to today, every time she visits, I hear that singing from next door, and I...

Thought I'd set you up again and again with bombings...... I was still restraining myself from this.

We had a plan to hide the bombing that our idiot had in mind. "

That's why I was patient, but I thought it was because of your failure in the dark.

Just fine. Benom, but he laughs with his nose without the wind he cares about.

"Well, that's bad. You failed.

But after all, do you have any control over yourself?

Even I put up with whatever I want, but I don't want to move. "

"But with my one life, I was able to eliminate a head disorder as a result.

So it would be an honor to be executed as a traitor?

Is something wrong?

He speaks plainly with eyes that dwell in abnormal light, neither reopened nor in vain.

"Ha, this is why I don't like guys who have too much loyalty, they can't handle it with a swine rush, huh?

Is it because this is the last time? Or this fanatic (...) for a long time.

Did you have any idea? Six tried to solicit further complaints though.

The residual amount of tank that accompanies the pedestal gets into my eyes and I shake my head as I was impressed.

"Ooh, ooh, tank. Almost empty. How many shots did you shoot? Heh...

Even though you're just old, was that nun's power real?

But his eyes were narrowed to the point that concealment was unacceptable. Besides, Benom...

You were originally willing to hide it. That's what makes you so faint about your loyalty to the only thing.

"Oh, I endured brilliantly to the sixth shot. Well, it looks like we did our best there."

"Heh, six shots. Wasn't she a woman called a storm even if she rotted?

America is an idiot, too, hey crap. I didn't know you'd give it to Japan in a deal and pay for it.

There would have been a better way to use it. "

"Now, yes, it's a big country, but most of it is bad."

"You pull your legs together in a salad bowl.

Which is better than this country, which is an omnivore that takes everything in and makes it their own... "

"But we will do well.

I heard you had something to gain from a body, didn't you?

At any rate, she was once such a great actress that she left wanting the strongest name in his country's exorcism.

He said that he was also a problem child, but even if he died, the power to live in him was worth using.

… still seemed helpless before our Apostolic Weapon "

Absolute superiority is in the distorted grin that floats on the soft face.

While acknowledging the power of the Sister of the Church, he boasts that this is more than that.

Benom, whose mouth is distorted by the ugliness of different protections there and here.

If I'd lived next door for five years, there'd be a lot of interaction on that face.

There is no such thing as a shard of sentiment or guilt. It's just confidence and joy to have one.

"You don't have an apostolic name for Dada.

When I hit the trigger, I felt like a messenger communicating God's decision. "

"I don't think you made it... well, I sympathize with the target of the Apostolic Weapon (this guy).

So, what about your cleaners?

"Of course, the role of family friend (the men) is moving. No recovery or disguise issues.

Whoa, grace them if you can. You don't think you disobeyed your head just because you followed my orders. "

"Ha, I can't do this anymore, but do you want to reduce the number of hands and feet you can use to this time?

But even that mask has broken my tongue and my eyes, rather than my shell.

"... that's what I did thinking it would be... that's not a good story in the mood.

I didn't expect that only one of us, the glorious Snake, would suffer so much damage... "

The expression was complicated by the words of Benome, who used the nostalgia and followed the prospects.

For him, who gives so much loyalty that even his own life is easily abandoned,

Besides, it just turns out, it's an intolerable story that I was accidentally hit with a huge pain.

It feels bad to hear that masked mockery that we are to that extent.

In any case, that masked action is only an appeal for its own performance from what I have seen skeptically.

So to make everyone irresistible to the simple but vicious hand of obedience.

That's the only one on that scale who got a big, ridiculous opponent who couldn't miss this one.

If it were, it would only be humiliating as a Benom individual.

Now, as if I had read such a mood.

"I'm sorry about that one, it's going down again."

The world's blackmailers (Mascalades) appeared on the spot their white side and the three moons without any warning.

Unexpected third parties. That too is the advent of the Mascarade that makes the world noisy behind it.

However, it can be said that dealing with the situation was quick. Without having to take instructions.

The soldiers lined up to protect Commander Six, pointing the muzzle and blade at the mask.

It took the form of no simulation and penetration whenever instructed, but even waiting for it.

There is one shadow that moved without.

"Mascarade!!

Surprise or joy. Benom, who shouted with the latter expression, had his hands on that pedestal trigger.

I waved up and lowered my hand as Six tongued at this. Results all at about the same time.

I hit the trigger. But mysteriously, from the gunpoint, no light bullets, no lead balls appear either.

Benom pulled an objective rifle with a pedestal. It doesn't even point a muzzle at the mask in the first place.

Still, almost everyone was convinced of the annihilation of Mascalade.

"Heh."

For what is the voice of that inspiration? Silver light bullets surround the entire perimeter of the calf in an instant.

And that's why the back and overhead, of course, appeared on the left and right and directly below, and then, after that, the black coat.

They thought they would make it a mess.

"Hey!?

"Hehe... did you do something?

But Benom's stunned voice was everything. It was the silver light bullets that actually scattered.

Moments approaching the distance of whether or not you touched a human form like a mascarade,

It disappeared as if it had melted, swallowed by its black.

"It's a lie!!

Benom pulled the trigger again, screaming with his expression turned all incredible.

At the same time, black jaws jump in disgusting behavior. The silverlight bullet that ignored the location of the muzzle.

Now flesh-pressed from the front as if intercepting a jumping mask. Previously on

I've never missed a target once, but the next moment, it's easy.

I was thrown back in black (...).

"Are you kidding me!?

It was returned after being grabbed by the target, virtually a bullet that pushed the user's decision.

Six was the one who put the amazement out of his mouth that it was impossible, but it was returned

The bullet approaches Benom, where there is no voice, and strikes directly at the pedestal of the objective rifle.

He moved his body just before and avoided it, but the rifle shocked the flooring of the

Rise with the pedestal for each fragment.

"Look, if you hit it, you're gonna die."

The jumping mask kicks it off toward the group that lined it up.

In front of that mass that comes towards us at such a rate that it's a runaway car rampage?

Or fear Nanica. They avoided breaking up left and right to pave the way.

Drop off objects flying between us in half consciousness. Everybody stay on the wall.

He masked many consciousnesses in anticipation of the dispersion during the clash.

So.

"I hope you don't give that to a woman."

The sudden appearance of red arms shows little agitation at receiving it.

in front of her. It's only a gap by the time it's deadly.

Photon's flare dyed the space and the red ran.

"What, an unnamed crimson!?

By the time the commander recognized its existence, she was already crushing the targets.

Left and right split forces inevitably lowered the commander to shelter the group and

It was two of the groups that got away from it and she aimed at the latter.

The penetration of the red spear, which carries the mass of the motorcycle, entangled the injection of photons and the barrier.

Together, even over the simplified exoskeleton, it was also impacting the truck's assault.

I don't think a room in a quiet residential neighborhood sounded like one, and the ten or so armed soldiers...

It will overlap and fall unconscious in the corner of the collapsed living room.

"Keep your eyes peeled away from the worst guys, you manipulators!

To the fact that he was utterly assaulted by a connotation and roughly nearly half of his people were defeated.

The commander recalls in reprimand that a momentary blank was created in their consciousness without missing it.

But that's too slow a response for the "worst guy”.

"Baaah!

"Hih!"

It's like a child threat. The man who happened to be near the head of the group screams.

Suddenly the faceless black demon and white surfaces were enough to surprise me if they approached me.

No matter how much you work out, if you know the threat. Still got it.

Was it the gift of training that waved the sword-shaped apostolic weapon? But the blade that wrapped that silver light...

This is also easily grabbed by black arms. None of them responded to the scratches there.

On the contrary.

"Hey, what!? Low-key gain abnormally decreased!?

"Rookie?"

to the fact that some energy in the tank he was carrying disappeared at different speeds. He

Werewolf. So no one realizes that the mask brought a frigid voice to its name.

I've never had a weapon that boasted of absolute sexuality before.

Although it is more accurate.

"Stop it. Eh, suppress both!

Still, to the commander's instructions, they were moving their bodies without having to think.

Surround each mask and red spear even if it is to further crack the remaining personnel.

'Like I said, don't break the tank, okay?

That's bad enough for these guys to avoid even collisions themselves, as you can see. "

Are you satisfied when it comes to good deeds?

"That's an obnoxious story."

'Cause it's your cliché.'

"He tells me."

But what we have is a flat, everyday air everywhere.

A thoughtful conversation that ignores those who surround it. Is that a provocative pose?

Because you are not the enemy as a matter of fact? Feel the agitation and frustration of my men.

Six ordered an attack even as he had a bad feeling.

Though wearing soldier devices on both arms.

"Shit, do it"

Attacks caused by simultaneous shooting (guns), slashing (swords), spikes (spears) and blows (hammers).

The reaction contrasts. It was the mask that caught one soldier while not making it slight.

It was the red spear that penetrated him as he swung his rifle with a pedestal.

Slashes and spikes wrapped in silver light attacking the immobile masked black coat. If that's the case,

The soldiers who carried out the blow that was carried out had no time to be confused by that strange feeling.

It sank in its own blood splashed with no. I barely had my life.

Each weapon does not retain its original form as if it had been destroyed with a similar weapon,

Any of their limbs had been lost in an instant.

Is it because it is a homogeneous weapon? No longer a blunt weapon, the rifle strikes one after the other.

Both the silver light bullet and the silver light blade are crushed to taste her breakthrough, which is regarded as one person and another as a spear.

The hammer, which meets to intercept with the rifle blunt weapon, is also crushed due to lack of power.

Sometimes a blow coming from a blind spot that's not pointing that blunt weapon is also somehow bounced into red armor.

And the bad guy in that attack had been blown away the next moment by a Red Spear assault.

"Hey, what's that!? You mean bounced back!?

"Dude, how can a mascarade be prevented with an exoskeleton anyway!?

Benom and Six absurd their voices at events that took place almost simultaneously.

Before each stunner and doubt, all I'm saying is that that's the end of the story.

The defeated figure of nearly twenty soldiers existed as a result. their pride,

And there's no way you can ever tear it apart. The armament ends with an unbroken iron mass.

All that remains are five left in the Commander's escort. They're quite skilled soldiers, too.

My colleagues have not been able to hide their upset at the sight of the weapon being broken unconsciously.

Especially.

"It's unreasonable to fight a bullshit opponent, you know that well."

"I didn't touch Dada with my right hand, something like that."

We haven't even broken the flat air.

It's like a whine that responds the other way in each one. Is that what you hear?

The Red Spear was even somewhat sympathetic as someone who had once confronted him. Again.

She said that she had added or subtracted (not killed) according to the masked fashion, but the other side said it was this.

On the other hand, the mask still has a good vibe, "I was wondering if this would happen.”

Who knows. A red monochromatic exoskeleton a point in its lower back. There's a slightly different red.

That there is. That's all the red (blood) is protecting her.

"Shit, are silver bullets out of date for monsters?

"You think the degree of exorcism will help more than a monster?

And I'm not willing to hang out with you buying time. "

Kale's arm wields before words. It is not a distance to reach. I haven't even released anything.

Still, I guess Six was able to react because he knew those kinds of weapons.

"Grrr!!

Raise your arms to heaven. I need a giant black demon hand with an imminent steel arm deployed from the terminal.

I'll take it, but the aftermath alone leaves my men blown to the wall and the man's feet sink to the floor halfway.

"Damn it!

Resist the force of trying to hold on while wrapping thick gray armor around itself.

While the design was simply disguised as if it had been increased by affixing several armored versions.

The exoskeleton, which is fatter than usual, needs the word "somehow.”

endured a waved down giant hand, and deflected the target. hand-shaped falling directly beside the

The power of destruction remains on the floor of the living room, revealed to the ground beneath it, and joked.

It left traces like this and was misty. mistakenly seen as if the giant had even accidentally reached it. That's

But Six can't afford a long view.

"That's a lot of fuzzy exoskeleton. Why don't you go on a diet?

Because there's still plenty of extra masks there just to say that it's a child's game such as this attack.

"Shouldn't we be talking about this guy's first real fight here?

Should I be glad that I managed to avoid a blow... when are you really alive?

'Well, well, well, well. Let's praise you for enduring.

Something like the exoskeleton version of the Whispering Apostolic Weapon and the prototype of...?

The gaze of the mask looks at the entire large, undressed exoskeleton.

Small tanks similar to those of apostolic weapons were embedded everywhere.

It can be said that the appearance is the result of adding it to the existing exoskeleton for augmentation.

"You're absolutely right, you bastard!

Did you think there was no point in being evil or hiding it?

Screaming, Six kicked his buried leg back on the floor so he could step on it.

Only once, in one foot or so, can you make yourself unstoppable.

"Ugh, disappear, ghoul!?

Still, was it her experience or her intuition that stuck the blunt instrument rifle forward?

the steel arm of a giant body that looked dull and pierced its pedestal if it noticed,

Now hit the red spear as it crushes with as destructive a force as it looks.

Six kicked and jumped on the floor to take it back. to a window connected to the garden.

He was evil but calmly understood the lack of winning eyes.

An unexpected maneuver ambush by a dull giant.

We explored a front-line exit with the void that arose. No traitors, no men, no assignments.

It's the right decision to throw away, but to choose to survive safely.

Because the velocity produced by this giant is even comparable to short-range metastases.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, the party's still on the way, huh?

"Huh!?

It's only a story if the other person is not a mask.

Leap at maximum speed for escape. That moment when my body floated in the universe.

Something grabbed my foot so that I could be held back, and that alone killed that speed completely.

"Go dance some more"

"Ha!?!

The temporal steel giant stops. Six did it with a red spear, probably.

My spine froze knowing I had a mask in my right arm. If you notice, he's a new pattern on the living room wall.

was embedded as The kind of shock you've been delaying, it's like ignoring the defense mechanism.

It comes through my whole body. He had vomited blood several times in the mets covering his head.

"... sorry, thank you..."

"I was just able to react aggressively and well.

It's not supposed to be capable of dealing with humans. "

'Yes............ so when can I have it let go?

On the other hand, the red spear, taken on the verge of crashing into the wall, while intricate inside.

I received the masked word. I have my doubts, but now is not the time to ask.

But the latter matter did not leave Kale's arm, although he asked him to let it go in the dark.

Instead, they hold my body stronger.

"Hey!

It was also pressed against Calle's - maybe - chest so that she could hold her head.

"Ask him that."

Ignoring her in panic, Mascalade rolls out a kick to go around on the spot.

I thought for a moment there was a collision between black lightning and silver lightning. That giant body blew up again.

"Hey, when did he do that?"

If you look at it, the walls where Six was embedded only left traces of it,

The person was squatting in absurdity with his breath ahead of him kicked away.

"Apparently, that doesn't require much fine preliminary motion either."

"That's what I mean!

Almost at the same time she lost sight of Six and heard a man screaming like that from behind her back.

The shaken steel rigid arm is bounced with the left hand of the mask, but turned back with a half body.

"Do you even follow your eyes behind you?!?

'It would be classic to take the back... but you're a little tight, bear with it'

Its steel giant body scratched out again with anger before waiting for a response.

The mask easily enters that velocity when he advises only one word of red spear held in his chest.

Besides, she couldn't even groan. The name Spear is Pioneer on the battlefield.

It's often left to you, whether it's a man or a beast, to strike through that formation.

It's attached. So she herself and her armor are mostly in line for rapid acceleration and steep swirling,

I was also proud to endure endless vertical and horizontal orbits that ignored the upper, lower, left and right. But.

─ ─ This is Mascalade's, his realm!?

Many previous training and harsh experiences that are likely to throw up blood reflexes.

G-resistant features and buffering devices of the exoskeleton made by collecting excerpts of unmarked technical skills.

She has no voice in the unknown velocity space that is lightly left behind.

"You can't get away with this, man, it sucks! Ahahahahaha!!"

'Are you saying you look happy? You've run into me again. "

I know someone said something, but she can't recognize it as a word.

The sound of every sound doesn't come into my ear properly. The exoskeleton adjustment function.

The sound distorts so much that it would not even have known if it had been the voice of a person without it.

My vision wasn't working properly either. I can't wait to see what you're seeing.

We're switching. The angles and orientations are completely different even in the same place.

If it were another different sight before I recognized the difference, I'd already be beyond my brain's ability to recognize it.

It feels like every comma is being shown even faster with completely disconnected footage.

Extra confusion because they have the ability to recognize each (comma by comma).

And with a strong G feeling. She dares to abandon her understanding of the situation and close her sight.

Just hang on to the black clothes that hold you. No more masks in this speed.

There's only one thing I can feel safe about. There's so little room for sex and shame in there.

That was not a space (battlefield) where even a trained warrior could stand.

Those who see it at the same time as those who are made to experience it feel that way.

What were you thinking? No, what did you hear and what did you see?

It is a narrow place to fight even in a living room that is arguably large enough for a home.

Black and gray shadows that still bounce around weaker even with the word endless.

Enhanced vision by equipment made with the technical capabilities of the organization that created the Apostolic Weapons

Even if I am, I can only see that to the extent that remnants of different colors are flying.

But it's true that there's something there that's colliding with each other more than once because of its tremors and shocks.

It was understandable to see that frequent walls, floors and conditioning items were left unbroken.

Benom, of course, can't take one move from the soldiers who remained conscious or regained it.

It would be as if people were frightened waiting for a giant tornado to pass if they were to appreciate its appearance.

But because of the speed. The settlement lasted less than twenty seconds in real time.

Though it seemed a few dozen hours to those who were here.

"Grrr!!

And the settlement was clear about the difference in power.

A spark scattered, crippled steel giant was now literally sinking all over the floor.

Only the small tank that was embedded, though intact, was 60% of what it initially looked like.

It doesn't keep its original shape. It looked so thick, no armor, no tanks.

The wearer's burnt skin was so destroyed that it was exposed.

'... you're all right now?

With that figure sideways, Kale let go of her hand, but still remained stuck.

Speaking up, there was no response, and you did it, no hesitation whatsoever, whining.

No - over armor - but tapped slightly on the glutes (buttocks).

"Hih! Hey, what!!?

'I'm done... is there anything wrong?

That beaten shock or the fact that they touched it there?

Ask her absurdly about her voice, but the mask asks softly as if nothing had happened.

I still know my emotions very well for some reason, thoughts that lead me seriously from my incredible voice.

She worries if she should be embarrassed if she should be angry or blamed for what she is now.

'... a little flimsy, but I think it'll fit right in.'

As a result, we look at our enemies, including those who are unable to move after the situation.

Because of that, next door, he said, 'Are you following resistance?' The slightly surprised grunt of her

I didn't get it in my ear. The Red Spear has broken the will of most of those who remain conscious.

While checking, I was paying particular attention to the two people who were still going to make something of themselves.

with Six moaning as he moaned to take off his scraped armor.

The hostility of what remains solidified with a stunned look is just an increasing benom.

With their focus on vigilance, the Red Spear cast doubt on the mask in the first place.

'... what are these guys going to do?

herself has only followed to ascertain a certain concern, so that it

I could only confirm that it was the work of the 'snake' as I imagined. So...

The judgment of this occasion is an accumulation of mind that leaves everything to the mask.

'Whatever you know, have them throw up.

Especially with regard to this weapon, pull it out by whatever means you use.

'Cause that's why I was trying not to miss this guy that I know best.'

If there was a gap, it would have been a little tricky because he kept trying to escape.

and so on and spill a light mouth but that gaze never leaves Six.

Assuming the exoskeleton that's been destroyed so far is miraculously operational, we can't get away with it.

"It seemed like you were playing games with me in your arms for that?

Well, I can't deal with that. As far as I'm concerned, it's a good story. '

'I don't deny that that was the purpose, but if you and I were together,

The only way to escape is to aim at me, I mean... '

That exoskeleton velocity of the giant body is the only thing you can't escape from a mascarade.

It had already been proven many times by confronting it with the same speed. Still.

If you're trying to escape this scene, it is.

'I see. The only way to do this is to create a gap for you and escape in that moment.

'Cause I have luggage that blocks one hand at a time. And maybe... how disgusting'

In a red streamlined met she floated a tannic surface. There's nothing we can do about it.

Almost no remorse for the fact that they have fallen apart to experience a realm where they don't.

I had no idea they were making me act as a luggage (handler) of lies to give my enemies some hope.

I think they found a little hole in the wall blocking them in all directions.

That hole was actually just painted on the wall (lying). The carrot called false hope.

Hanging around, guiding your actions, and letting them come towards you eliminates the need to chase you around,

While eliminating the risk of self-abandonment, he also manually destroys enemy trumpets.

I made it inactive. What do you call this, not spicy?

"Why bother with that, don't you?

The mask moved to the left and right when I asked extraordinarily if it had ended with a single blow.

"As long as it's not a chopped situation, the indeterminate elements can mix at any time.

I want to make room......... and I want to make it a little easier '

'... I've been thinking about your standard of suffering for a long time, but it's a little strange'

The former suddenly wields great power, leaving more leeway than unexpected happening there.

It's easier to deal with "no way” by cutting a fine hand tag and sealing off the opponent.

It wasn't that I didn't get that opinion. It was a red spear, but I added at the end

Eyebrow roots in the mets for what seems to be a straw and genuine statement.

I don't know if it's easier that way by breaking into such out-of-the-way space.

"I'm having trouble with the aftermath..."

I see.

I'm not talking about the gaps after wielding great power, but the huge traces that follow. Or

I understand you don't like the problem of handling the destruction marks. She's under this mask.

Convinced by the thought of a serious boy in a strange direction, I pulled out a spear.

"I'm gonna do it right. You're gonna... - Stop it, you're gonna watch it. No use."

The sharp, red tip is directed toward Benome, who stands behind the garden.

Until now, the still gentleman's expression was distorted by anger and humiliation without a shadow to see.

And in its eyes comes the unwavering fever of hostility and hatred. I need to spit that out.

What I'm holding is an assault rifle I took from a soldier who was blown up near him.

Their so-called apostolic weapon connected by a tank and tube filled with mysterious silver liquid.

But in front of the mask it had already proven in this short time to be a powerless armed man.

As for her, if she didn't have a mascarade, all she could do was tremble. Performance (chicara).

to find out about the assassination that Colle would have carried out, but therefore to the fact that it is already in the mass production system,

I've learned enough fear to draw blood, but I can't even give it a bite to rush.

It was something I was used to. I can't spot a benom with such superficial strength in passion.

"Shut up!! We, the Apostolic Weapon created by our" Serpent ", the Supreme!

There's no way you can lose the Merchant of Death Private Soldier and the world in a playful mood!

There is no way. Does it happen?

Without having to go that far, he put his finger on the trigger with fury and intent to kill.

They don't have the spirit to be upset by that much cursing right now.

I just reacted working. Red spears were like bows before they were shot and themselves.

squeeze your body and put up a spear, the mask will be from every angle, the bullet.

Bouncing and expanding its power, and...

- I heard a song.