In a Different World with a Smartphone

# 163 Brawl, and Advanced Species Emergence.

"Yikes!!

Slash every nuclear flying flaze without mistake. The second body that flies like that is equally true.

He slashes and throws away the third, fourth, and successive flying frases from one end to the other.

A group of Frases rushed through the air smoke under my eyes. I'll have to leave that to Mr. Rain and the others. My role is to destroy all flight types first. I was lucky to not have an intermediate species of flight type like Manta.

Running through the air on a "fly" and finishing slashing all the flying frays coming at you, you immediately descend and storm the frays going to the ground. Huge intermediate species go through and focus on lower species.

Keep track of the movement of the frays while always displaying the map. The herd that was furthest away also began to move this way. They come straight this way many times faster than normal travel.

"It's time for the battle to start at point A. We have to get to point B."

As it is, all the frays throughout the Euron will go to Mr. Rain.

Open the "gate" and exit to the Yagami waiting at point B. The coalition of Mismid and Ramish welcomes me.

"I'm going to call Frase here. Spread out and prepare for battle."

"Ideas"

Send Amber a reading. It should be passed on to everyone here through the octave. Packingly crush the pre-palate removed from the nostalgia as you watch each frame gear begin to take an undisturbed distance from wielding the weapon.

Of the frays that were headed for point A, they branch out of the herd close to point B, and about half of the total comes this way. There are no flight types already, so they were coming this way at more or less the same speed.

"Search. Displays the current number of phrases"

"Copy.... Search finished. S in 12017 bodies"

The number displayed decreases successively by 12016, 12015, and so on. Fighting started at point A. I mean, it was definitely about 13,000 when you first searched, right? The Ende one, you defeated a thousand bodies on your own...

Jump up with a "fly" and stand on the shoulders of an octave fuselage.

"In a few more minutes, a group of Frases will come here. I asked for the rest."

'You got it. I'll take care of it.'

Open the "gate" again and now head to Else at point C.

I am greeted by an Else machine with a clear gauntlet on a crimson fuselage, a monica machine with a crystal pipe wrench that I was asked to make, and a Nicolas machine, a black knight in base color.

"Fighting has already begun at point A. Start immediately at point B. I'll bring the rest here."

"Ideas"

Copy that.

Hearing the coral and obsidian reply, break the prepalate three times. What percentage of them were headed for point B started to change direction towards this way.

"Hmmm... it wasn't as dispersed as I thought"

Wasn't it a bad time to crack the prepalate, it didn't seem to be a clean trilogy.

As far as the map is concerned, the proportions towards each point were 50% for point A, 30% for point B and 20% for point C.

"It's a huge burden on Mr. Rayne and the others if we keep it up..."

We'll send a few planes from point C to point A, a small number of which are headed this way.

Stand on the shoulder of a monica machine and raise your voice.

"Send 20 aircraft from Monica and the Knights of Brunhild to point A. I'll send you to the back, but be careful, we've already started a fight there."

"Heh, the arm rings Ze. It's all right, Master. Do it. '

Open the "gate" and I will also move to point A for each Monica and other fuselage. Intense fighting had already taken place at point A, where we arrived.

Kick a bunch of inferior species, wipe them off with weapons, and unleash an attack toward an impending intermediate species. I feel a little pushed because of the number.

"Let's go!

Jump out of the shoulder of the monica machine and slash and discard the inferior species that were about to jump into the integral frame gear. Plus reinforcements that just moved on and on put the Monica plane in the lead.

"Get out of the way!

A swinging pipe wrench of the Monica machine is tapped into the torso of an intermediate species that was slashing each other with a heavy knight. From the shattered and collapsed intermediate species, baffle the rolled out nucleus! and crushed and kicked the surrounding lower species into power as they were.

I will clear the lower species as I distance myself from the frame gear so that I can't kick it by mistake, too. When I looked at the number of frases displayed on the map floating beside me, it was 10852.

Fighting also started at point B. It will also begin soon at point C. We have to get rid of the miscellaneous fish while we can. With that in mind, the reading flew from the red balls.

"Lord. Regulus, aircraft 15, devastated. We're leaving the front."

Huh!? Do a map search and head to that place. There was a heavy knight rolling with his right arm cut off his shoulder and his left ankle destroyed. The head is also half shaken.

Open the chest hatch by approaching for confirmation. There was nobody in there. Apparently, you've been properly transferred to the main unit.

Store broken frame gear in "storage". And I got another reading.

Master, Leggles, we can return to the 15th front.

How's the pilot?

"No problem. He said he could do it."

Okay. Put me on hold in the transfer team. "

Relieved by the voice of Rosetta delivered through Cerberus of the main unit. Apparently, the rider is safe.

Open the "Gate" and call upon the Heavy Knight above the Transfer Formation in the main unit to return to this battlefield.

The heavy knight of the spare fuselage that appeared was the same from what to what he had recovered earlier, but the paint on his shoulders was different. On his left shoulder he was painted with "15" and purple paint in writing, and on his right shoulder his purple paint was pummeled.

The situation is the situation, and as long as you can personally identify it, it doesn't matter what it looks like at this time.

Regulus 15 lowered his head to me and quickly returned to the front.

Eventually, all intermediate species are defeated and a sweep battle for lower species begins. Basically, the lower species are about medium sized dogs if the frame gear is human size. Every time I wield a weapon, many frays are shattered.

"The next herd will arrive in about five minutes. Whoever can rest now, rest."

Understood

Tell that to Red Ball, who is with Mr. Rain, and now open the "gate" to Point C and head to the scene.

I thought if I could take the lead in defeating enemies in Point C, which is smaller than anywhere else, and turn the power here to other points.

Fighting had also begun at point C. I still hunt down intermediate species with some frame gear as I kick through the lower species.

I will also jump into the midst of that conflagration and slaughter the predominantly lower species one after the other. Don't keep springing up whether you slash it or not......

"Lord. Ramish Unit 11 is a Big Break"

Amber's voice echoes in my head. Point B. I'm busy! He said he'd just come to point C.

Fly to point B, retrieve the Broken Heavy Knight and send Ramish 11 back to the battlefield.

Here, and checking the number of phrases displayed, it was down to 9243. Has it decreased to less than 10000?

This is where you come from.

Slash, slash, slash. Running through the battlefield sky, crushing the next to next flock of frays.

In the meantime, we will also recover the damaged fuselage and send again those who have switched to the reserve aircraft to the battlefield.

Fortunately, there were no dead yet, but there were quite a few people who took a blow to Fraze and had a concussion with the impact of falling in, as well as those who were similarly attacked near the cockpit and injured. I'm handling it from the main unit, but I'm pretty sure there's a slight decrease in the number of them.

Exactly when I had to deal with 50 bodies by myself, everyone was seeing tiredness. More and more people are destroying it.

Check the map, we still have the Frays heading to the three points. I've cut the number by 5,000 already, but this one has a lot of things close to its limit.

"Ha ha!!

Else's fist crushes the body of the intermediate species, turning it into wood dust with his legs that swung through the nucleus that popped out. Next to it was the spear of the Knight Commander of the Leaf Reese (who makes the captains and deputy captains of the nations carry the weapons of Frase) brilliantly skewering the other intermediate species by the nucleus.

Get on the shoulder of that leafless captain aircraft and speak up.

"I'm sorry, we're so much less here, the Leaf Reese Knights are moving us to point B."

'Okay. Wait a minute.'

When the voices heard from external speakers broke off, the fleece Knights aircraft around walked over here.

In all, 17 frame gears are transferred to the rear of point B. I also transferred with him while on the shoulder of the captain's plane.

At point B, a coalition of Mismid and Ramish, as well as Brunhild, were fighting spectacularly against Frays. More leaf leashes enter the war there.

Take the crystal arrow to be shot out with a shield and slap the Battlestick Mace, which the Heavy Knight has gained momentum. In one blow, the crack was about to go in, but the rain of Battlestick Mace continues to pour on the opponent from other heavy knights. Objectively, it's a bunch of people, but in this case, I can't help it. If you stay alert, you can do it.

In the meantime, the herds of inferior species also fly one after another. Heavy knights carefully crushing the nucleus of a fallen fraise while striking it down with a weapon.

He seemed to be getting used to the way he knocked him out, but he seemed to be getting tired for it. It feels like the movement is getting dull at some point.

"Is that it?"

I saw a red fuselage running through the battlefield at an amazing speed over there. It's not Else. Else is at point C, and this is point B. And then Ende?

I thought you'd just disappear when the battle started. Is it surprisingly forceful?

He rambles the two swords in his hands and instantly slaughters the Frays one after the other. He was poking, paying and slashing precisely at the nucleus of the Fraze at that speed. You're in perfect condition.

As he flew towards Ende, he opened his chest hatch and Ende turned up.

"Hey, winter night. I think it's time for me to get some free time, okay?

"It would be helpful if you could help me a little bit more."

"No, no, there's a little bit of a situation. I can't do it in time. Give me one piece of advice instead."

He grins like a jerk and Ende stands one finger. Advice? What is it?

"The" advanced species "emerges about five minutes from here to the northwest. You should lower everyone."

"Heh...!?

Advanced Species!? Is that Frase's?!?

"Why!?

"I think maybe because of all this number out of bounds, the debacle has temporarily grown. I'm not so worried about it after that, but I think it's gonna be okay."

Don't worry, but it's okay...! That's not true!

"Be careful, anyway. Bye."

"Oh, hey!?

Ugh, and Ende disappeared with the Dragon Knight from before his eyes so that the ghost disappeared. After all, can he also use the magic of the metastatic system? That's not the point!

Amber, get everyone northwest out of there! They say the advanced species will appear in five minutes! Hurry! "

"Huh!? Wow, I get it!

Has the communication been communicated or the frame gear that was northwest evacuates one after the other? Meanwhile, it was down to 2517 when I looked at the number of phrases displayed on the map, while also crushing the surrounding phrases. Even though we're almost there!

We have already fought for nearly three hours and everyone's fatigue has reached its peak. Can you deal with advanced species or something in this state?

A vibrating sound sounded that shook the atmosphere unintentionally. A crack enters the sky in front of him in a shiver of bitter air.

The sky, rather than the space, would have cracks in it. It spreads instantly, partly cracking with pakins, from which giant keynails appear.

It crushes the sky to crush it, and from the distorted space behind it, its giant emerges into this world.

Crocodiles if you liken that look, huh? But crocodiles aren't six-legged, and they don't even have that long horns on their heads. If you don't have a protrusion at the end of your long tail, you shouldn't have that back bile on your back.

Like the previous frays, the crystal-like body is the same, but the lower, intermediate species was a simple body line, whereas this advanced species has a complex structure. Three red nuclei seemed clear in the body of crystals engraved with rough lines of gizzards.

In a nutshell, it's a monster. Not even half the size. Far bigger than the intermediate species, the frame gear looks smaller. I don't think it's a good analogy, but if that was the size of an actual crocodile, lining up a 144th of a plastic model robot next to it would stick. That's about the ratio.

"You're too big... Oi..."

My throat rang unexpectedly. You want me to take him down?

When he was stunned, the crocodile of the crystal opened Gapaa, and his jaw, Aftermath, wide. Light gathers up in the nucleus behind the throat, and gradually its strength increases. Shit! That light is the same as when it was manta shaped......!

"Amber! Evacuate everyone in front of his mouth!

Huh?

Scream, but no, we can't make it!

"Come on!"

Using the "gate," I was forced to drop a few frame gears that were in that position to the ground. And the moment I let them move behind me, a roar sounds and a stream of light shoots out of my crocodile's mouth.

Doggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!! When I realized, everything on the projectile line had disappeared.

How powerful... It's like the "charged particle cannon" I saw in the cartoon or something. I guess it's not electricity that generates it.

Charges take as long as they do in Manta, but the power is a mess. If that one strikes straight, it will disappear with nothing left to wreak havoc.

… this is the advanced species.