It's all one flower.

1129. People to be chased

I didn't have to use the eye of a bee horn eagle (bee bear) to see it.

Men of poor stature escape among the rubble.

The chaser running with his hooves is the poison of his back... a warcraft covered in hard muscles with gray greens and black vertical stripes. On the back, countless snakes grow like tentacles and exhale poison in whatever direction you want.

... Why are you on such a plain?

Demon soldier Rubel twisted his neck at the wrong warcraft.

It's usually something that appears in the mountains. Doesn't fit the dull looking look and gently runs the rock. The pattern was distorted by the trees and difficult to capture by the naked eye, but in the city of North Zakart, covered in grey debris and ruins, the opposite stood out.

The humans being chased are constantly breathing how much they kept running.

The warcraft's (threaded) horns shine sharply back into the sunset.

The poison on my back is still a small swing. Are you lost in the world and the sun is shallow, only about the size of a regular cow? Plus, I couldn't pull my right hind leg to show my original agility. No great speed, but humans are too tired to escape.

The unbroken distance remains unchanged, and the sun tilts, and between the rubble with the shadows stretched out, those who follow and those who are pursued hide.

As the demon soldier Rubel stopped, darkness crawled out of the rubble gap. Looking around, the miscellaneous demons near here have been eaten up and are so beautiful that they don't seem abandoned.

The shapeless darkness wraps around your feet, stretching up and touching your hands. Rubel followed the ruined city intruders with his naked eyes as he stroked the demonic asthma cannon.

"Running apart, two of the three are going to help."

"I guess you can't abandon your people."

"So all three of us are in the belly of the Warcraft?

A man in the same outfit as Rubel mocks. Accompanying Rubel, he is an authorized Nemoralis soldier dressed as a civilian warcraft exterminator.

"It's a help, and we're going to be able to take it down alone, but don't you have to help?

When Rubel, the demon soldier, heard, said the accompanying demon soldier, looking at the indeterminate darkness.

"Our task now is to feed and escort him. You can't get close to that thing and get eaten."

"But now the people..."

"This area is restricted. If you're an exterminator or guerrilla, why are people coming from the east with no strength?

He notices the suspicion of those who flee after being pointed out, and observes by chanting [the enemy].

The eastern tip of North Zakart City is still an untouched ruin since last year's air raid.

Most of the roads are blocked by rubble and the men run away as they fall over and over again.

With your bare hands, there are no spells or spells on your clothes.

The appearance of clothes affixed with sweat and painted with dust was at least invisible to the powerful people.

The poison in my back accidentally stopped my leg. Peel off the sharp fangs that eat meat and raise the roar that rocks to the bottom of the earth.

The three were stiff and beaten to the rubble by the momentum they ran themselves.

"Who are they, why are they here, do they have company, or do they interrogate them alive?"

"... right"

I'm not convinced it's for questioning, not rescue, but not now. I can't even use the [candlestick] after it's been eaten up.

A warcraft approaches an immobile object as it flies venom from a snake on its back.

"You wait here. Pack the demon asthma cannon in the [cage of the submissive demon] and protect it."

"Copy that.“ Let's get in, people's hands. ""

A mass of darkness is sucked into a brown vial.

The accompanying demon soldier [flew] to see safety. Approaching from the fangs of the Warcraft and the poisonless sky, he shoots [Spear of Light] in.

The handheld warcraft was struck out of the nucleus of existence, and was scattered in shame.

A regular soldier disguised as a warcraft exterminator descends and stops at a height beyond the reach of the men.

"That was a dangerous place. Are you hurt?

The three look up at each other and look up at the benefactor of life, but do not answer with a rough breath if the effect of the growl does not expire.

When the Regular Soldier waited a moment and asked again, he shook his head irresistibly.

"Even if you knew him, you came looking for him?

"Oh, yeah. I've come to rely on a distant relative."

This place hasn't been lifted yet.

The shout-out also reached Rubel's ear.

The moment I hear it, I find myself in an unnatural answer that I can tell is a lie.

Regular soldiers listen gently.

"You got food or something?

"No, I don't."

"'Cause I threw it when they chased me"

"Where did you come from?

"Lesalube, I've come through the ancient road."

"Lesalub Ancient Road? You're from Kulbunika?

"Yes."

Kulbunika suffered a devastating blow in last year's air raid, which resulted in the loss of the function of the fence.

Government forces transferred residents who did not evacuate voluntarily to other cities and declared restrictions on entry after leaving them unattended.

… who is he who vomits lies that are immediately discovered?

"Ha, thank you for your help. I don't have anything to thank you for right now, but I'm grateful."

"You're awesome. Who the hell is that?

"Me? As you can see, I'm an exterminator. I was hired from the west of the city to restore the harbor and protect the workers."

"What's west... Zakart Harbor, is it ready to use?

The men's sweaty and dusty faces are brightened.

"Not yet. It's the material we recovered from our work, our defeated Warcraft."

"Material?"

"I'm ashamed."

When the Regular Soldier blurred, the three looked up with a bumpy looking face.

"If you help me, I've shot through the nucleus of existence, so there's nothing left. It worked for free. You don't even have a [magic crystal] or something?

"Sorry."

"There's nothing there."

The Regular Soldier sighed (sighs) and looked back at the western sky.

Under a cloud stained with dusk, the sun will soon set.

"What are you gonna do tonight?

"Somewhere, in a building around there..."

"You saw the walls broken, right? There are demons everywhere."

The Regular Soldier hung up on the man who answered with no confidence.

"Like earlier, the Warcraft comes in wheeled"

The powerless trio of people shook up losing their complexion.

"Oh, why don't you bring me somewhere safe?

"Definitely later, because I'll work and give it back"

"If I see someone I know, I'll owe you one, but for this one, I'll pay you with all my ears"

Pretend the Regular Soldier gets a little lost.

Even during the intercession, the day leans more and more.

As the eastern sky darkened, the men's impatience recruited.

"I said, please, help me!

"I'll do anything!

"A lifetime favor!

Even if you are begged, you can't trust the fine dust, such as the words of the people who vomited a lie that you would find out about earlier. Regular soldiers kept altitude and moved by urging them to follow by hand.