I’ve Been Reincarnated into a Man Eating Flower ~Revenge~ ~Till the Day I Eat Him~

I'm not going to be complacent, as a firm fact - it was no longer just an anima, not even my enemy.

"Ansarah Slave, go!

A unit ejected from his hips shoots through one approaching anima after another.

Ansarah Slave is the weakest armed man in the Ultio in terms of power alone.

Even that knocks you down with one blow unless you're so sturdy.

"Pour it down, rain of fire - Garndeva Agni!

Jakong!

A large bowgun unfolds on his right arm.

Automatically loaded with arrows.

I pointed my arm straight up and shot an arrow straight out.

The arrow, which houses the magic of the flames, rises high in the sky, bursts, and falls into the rain of fire.

"Ugh, wow!

"The power of Orihalcon. Ah, the power!

"I'm not supposed to..."

Dropping a wide variety of interrupters, the elephants fall one after the other.

But I saw and understood when Spelvia unleashed "Yahweh," but the next anima appeared more and more, defeated or defeated.

As much as I'd like to suspect it's crawling out of the bottom of the ground, it's endless.

If you notice, more animas surround me than just now.

That said, in the case of Ultio, the countless sausage guns released from all directions are no more damaging where they hit.

Even if HP drops...

"Skill activated (boot), bulimia (Gratony)!"

Predatory mouths that rip open space and appear innumerable drain one after another, eating the fallen animators.

Some of them were eaten even though they were intact.

This will restore both HP and MP, if you don't waste it, you can keep fighting as long as your enemies don't run out.

Well, if only I had the strength.

Exactly when there are so many, there's no stopping everything.

Some enemies dared to ignore Ultio and go through, targeting soldiers waiting in the rear.

That's about as predictable as it sounds, there's no need to force yourself to stand up to an unrivaled opponent.

But - now Ultio doesn't even allow that.

"Skill activated (boot), those at the top of the herd (alpha)"

... nothing changes.

visually and auditoriously.

But when I used my skills, the anima I was about to pass turned to me.

I can't ignore it even if I decide to ignore it, even if I strongly wish I didn't want to see it, I really do.

That is the one who stands at the top of the flock (Alpha).

Plain, but very useful in these fights.

And the moment the enemy stopped his leg, even Slave approached him from behind and shot him.

Anima falling apart.

The carcass is immediately trampled and overwritten by another anima.

I don't have any chili.

As far as I can see, all the scenery is filled with anima.

We need means of annihilation, means of destroying hundreds of enemy planes in one blow.

Then - I'll borrow the power of lilies!

"Skill Activated (Boot), Walking Alone Void (Affection) Huh!

Van...

I wonder if Ultio's appearance has flashed, and his appearance is increased to two, creating an entity that cannot be touched.

Kashan!

Missile pods coming out of both legs of the two Ultios and ready to fire.

"Come on, taste it, my - our power, missile dagger eject!

Bashhhhhhhh!

Countless dagger-shaped missiles are released from the pod and scattered in all directions as they draw curves.

And landing, explosion.

The landscape and sky were lit by flames and stained with a dark colour.

Anima in blast flames falls - another new anima appears.

That repeat.

How many times did you knock them down? How many times did you eat them? They come out inexhaustible.

◆ ◆ ◆

"Kississississi! Everybody, put it together, blah, blah!

When Avaritia wielded a giant axe (parashrama), she gained momentum by spinning one or two times around, throwing the axe like a giant swing.

Gah, gah, gah, gah!

Axes away from hand draw an arc and cleave the kingdom's anima in a boomerang-like orbit.

"You're as cluttered as ever, Xynia!

Until the axe returns to Avaritia, Eela doubles the animators approaching with the great sword in her hand.

The slaughter, wielded with his left hand on a giant prosthetic arm, smashed and destroyed each of those swords, even if the enemy tried to erect and guard them.

"You're probably strong, too!

Look at that. Xynia laughs and catches the parashurama that's back.

With the momentum as it is, cut the anima that shakes up the sabel in two.

"Xenia, behind you!

"Huh!"

He raised the booster's output and dodged the impending Anima attack from behind.

Turn around, now turn off the booster on the reverse, and wave down the parashurama with the momentum of the free fall on your side.

Doshaah!

Is it right to say crush rather than say no?

Anima, who takes Avaritia's blow directly from the front, smashes into pieces.

Enemies closer to seeing the gap in the landing were crushed with a great sword by Eela, who turned to follow.

These series of operations were carried out by two people - dodging countless bullets flying in.

That mixes enemy stuff, as well as allied shooting.

I gave orders to my men when I went out.

Even if we stick ourselves in the enemy army, we'll never loosen our hands.

Inside the bullets that fly like meteors, the two keep fighting like they dance, without constantly stopping their movements.

Power, skill, the difference is overwhelming.

But the difference in quantity is hopeless.

"I'm glad it won't decrease whether you kill it or not, but hey!

"If we don't get this far down, we'll just have to laugh!

"Kissississi!"

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

The two laugh and shrug off each other's impending enemies.

How many animas is this?

You should have defeated so many enemies that it would have been a hundred million robberies to count, but the number of animas surrounding you remains the same.

Prior to his departure, Krypt joked to his men and said:

"It's a simple story, drop 100 planes per person and we'll win"

The soldiers who heard it were all pulling their cheeks uniformly - but would it take about 100 planes to fulfill it?

"In this way. Ha! Not enough for a thousand!

"Ha, call me ten or ten thousand! Until our lives run out, let's ram and ram and ram!

"Don't take the liberty of risking my life!

Crypt saving the predicament of Xynia, with that said.

"I'm sorry, I already bet."

"Hmm, Xynia and One-Lotus Trustees? I would have just kicked my ass if I was cold before."

"What about you now?

"Huh, it's not bad!

If they ask, they're going to laugh, "This is the time," but in the case of the two of us, ”This is the time.”

No matter how distressed you get, for some reason you have no anxiety whatsoever.

If I had a partner next door, I'd feel like I could even laugh and enjoy my own death.

Every time I repeat a stupid story, the movement and collaboration between the two get sharpened.

Mountains of corpses pile up.

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"Don't die. This guy, he's going out of his way, you too. Ooh! I don't know why I'm dead, I'm dying like hell! Ha ha ha!"

The reaper who looked like a girl on the battlefield moves.

Fran's Anima - Arkedia cannot be captured as such in a normal anima.

She snaps Anima's body with one puncher after the other she grips with both hands due to unilateral violence.

When that happens, of course, the attack will concentrate on the visible Ellea, but she and I weren't losing.

"Ahhhhh! For not having Lily, it's me, it's me. Yeah!

Sometimes he turns his tentacles into swords, into spears, into hammers, and takes Anima's life in every way he kills.

The barrage, unleashed simultaneously against Teneritas, also jumps over the sky, magnificently flying around and avoiding.

Sometimes we lost control of the fuselage due to flights at unfamiliar high speeds, but we responded by extending and wrapping tentacles around near-field animators and shifting directions forcefully.

There is no way that the King Nationals, the amateurs of battle, can cope with the trajectory beyond common sense.

Ellea was also going to destroy the Animals unilaterally.

Soldiers staring at those two fights as they fired cover fire from afar.

Though they tend to hide in "Flargo” equipped with artificial intelligence that replicates the ace-pilot's brain, soldiers unable to use anima were listed in the old-fashioned Animus ”Muffrum” to take part in the battle.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot. Yikes! Shoot them anyway, keep them away!

As the captain's anger flies, the soldiers line up in the highlands with Frargo and even continue to pull the trigger.

No matter how much Ellea and Fran struggle, they cannot stop all enemies.

It is the job of the general soldiers to defeat the enemies that have flown.

From nervousness or blurring aiming.

It doesn't hit me as hard as I think.

In the meantime, Frargo had almost certainly hit a large caliber shoulder sausage gun.

"Shit, there's no human standing if they show you that!

"That's a lot stronger than us, isn't it?

The soldiers cannot hide their surprises before shooting too precisely at the replicated brain.

However, even with all that capacity, the overwhelming difference in numbers could not be bridged.

"Hey, we're getting closer!

"Servel deployment, melee!

A collision of swords and swords begins with Anima, who has scratched and approached the barrage.

Fralgo is inferior in mobility to the old-fashioned mufflum because it increases the amount of misrills used for armor for MP enhancement and because of its heavy equipment.

The soldiers aboard the Mavram deployed the Sabel and followed it, saying it was now their turn.

Fong!

Flargo dodges the slaughter of enemy Anima with the minimum necessary movement.

Strike back immediately.

The second and third shots are also calmly avoided at critical distances and are definitely slashed.

That's how he destroyed the enemy's anima without risk.

"You're lying, you're dropping it on one plane..."

I can't help it if the soldiers are angry.

The performance difference between Animus, where levels do not exist and do not grow, and Anima, where the stronger you use it, is historical.

Therefore, when fighting Anima, it is fundamental to fight with multiple Animus.

Most importantly, in this case, there are times when the enemy uses immature anima - but the presence of Animus, alone and destroying the anima without any scratches, was too much of an impact.

If this were normal, the soldiers would be desperate and motivated.

But now in battle, it's also an overwhelming disadvantage.

"If only we had Flargo, wouldn't we be able to beat our kingdom?

No one can save me from God, but he can save me from Flargo.

It was a natural flow for them to feel reliably about the existence of a replicated brain.

"How many of those machines were manufactured?

"I heard 300."

"300 planes, in that short period of time? There are 500 Muffram units, 50 Wild Animal Mercenary units, and 150 Army Animas assembled from all over the Empire - all of them 1,000!

It's overwhelming.

Yes, it would still be an overwhelming force.

That's the empire, and while it was praised, he quickly learns the reality.

"By the way, how many Animas are there in the kingdom?

He asks the soldier next door as he shoots at the impending anima.

"... I don't know. I heard there were at least 50,000 of them."

He replied hesitantly.

If 1000 planes is an overwhelming force, then 50,000 is - what the hell should I call it?

The soldier who threw the question lost his word in the cockpit.

Beyond his gaze, Frargo is seldom stabbed, surrounded by numerous animas.

There's no way to exchange it if you're surrounded by multiple bodies.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't beat a number of violence.

"Can we win?

"Master Krypt was proposing an operation. If you take down 100 planes a man, you'll win."

"Ha... ha... ha..."

All I can do is laugh.

You can't call that an operation, it's just an unscrupulous gesture.

No sign of Spelvia fighting since the first blow.

In the center, Ultio struggles alone, but assuming he knocks down 1,000 planes, there are still 49,000 enemies left.

No, it's at least (...) 50,000, so it's more than likely.

Something mirrors the sight of a soldier in despair that is about to break his heart and still keeps aiming at enemy anima.

"Hey, what's that?"

By the time I realized, my vision was wrapped in light, and at the next moment, the mufflum that was supposed to have been next door had vanished.

"Ah...?

And again his vision is covered in light before he understands what happened.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Without even realizing his own death, he was burned by a high-output sausage gun from a distance, and another man, the soldier's life, was lost.

◆ ◆ ◆

The central anima is finally decreasing.

Thanks to bulimia (Gratoni), Ultio's output is also increasing further.

It was then that I thought I could see only a little hope.

In the northern sky, I saw something.

"Skill Activated (Boot), Eagle Eye (Claire Voyance)"

Strengthen your eyesight with your skills and see who the flying objects are while lightly addressing the anima that strikes you with no sexual punishment.

It looked like a flock of birds from afar - it was a unit wrapped around parts made by Orihalcon, where all the fuselage was bigger than normal anima, all the fuselage flew through the sky, and all the fuselage performed well above normal anima.

"That's the second formation..."

In that short period of time, the Empire was able to fully operate factories everywhere and manufacture as many as 300 Flargos.

Then there's no way the kingdom will fit in less than that.

Well, there won't be as much technical skill in the kingdom as there is in the Empire today - because it's not Animus that makes it, it's a "part” by the name of Anima Animus.

The number of animals approaching from the northern sky is probably about 300.

250 - No, if I'm not going to take it all down.

Even if you use a booster, you're not the right person to do it.

"Phew..."

Exhale loudly, kick the ground, and fly off.

I'm in the mood again, but if I hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to deal with that number.

The enemy who noticed me approaching will begin firing.

Gooooooooooo!

I avoided it safely.

The misguided rays hit the ground and blew the anima of the kingdom that was gathering around.

"You don't mind a friendly fire, do you?"

If it's to convey the beauty of Orihalcon, even human life seems to be negligible.

Everyone in the kingdom is no longer a polluted, reversible person.

I want to kill, not - I should die, everything.

When I made sure the enemy was within range, I took out the black gun - Brewnak - along with the generated split.

And then he pulls the cores out of his chest and loads them as bullets.

"Screw your nose first, Merklius!

Two bullets released from the gunpoint of two Ultios cleave the sky like a meteor and head straight for the enemy - in the sky, exploding like the sun.

When the light went out, I could clearly see Anima approaching us again.

That number - it doesn't look like much less.

I knew it, but I dropped a few planes and it didn't make that big a difference.

Still, I was kind of hoping you'd freak out and slow down, but it's pointless for contaminated humans after all.

Merclius has difficulty making a streak for MP convenience.

And then we'll finish with melee!

"Shivaji Magia!"

Vun!

Expand the purple sabel from your wrist.

In exchange for countless counterattacks, I flew across the middle of the enemy.