Kuishinbo Elf

◆ ◆ ◆ Mafty ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆

In the southern neighborhood where we rushed, there was a very tragic sight.

There was a hell there that really made me want to cover my eyes.

The bald muscle Dharma biological weapon that struck my fixer father,

Conversely, my father grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall of a private house.

With that recoil, biological weapons bounce toward your father.

"Fierce Sky Spiral Overwhelming (Legglariat)!

The old man bounced, muscles, Dharma's neck hanging,

I slapped a spinning kick into it.

What a dull noise,

Then after the muscle fibers sounded like a thousand cuts to the butch,

The head of a biological weapon without a single hair,

I exchanged my muscular torso for eternal goodbye.

What's this scary about?

"As long as I'm here, you're here!

All right, all right!

He is Lau Myung Maw, the owner of the fixer Leg Bud Ru Torso Tsuchi.

You have a slightly overweight body.

Where is such power hidden?

And he's not the only one who's creating a tragedy.

The shopkeepers who were doing business here,

They were attacking the biological weapons that attacked them in reverse.

"Knock it off! Hamburger Destroy!"

"One of forty-eight hidden flavors! It's not a beef bowl buster!

"Tongkotsu Klaaaaaaaaah!!

"Hi-ha-ha! I'm gonna punch this giant skewer in your ass and bake it round!

Biological weapons that feed the shopkeepers one after the other.

Yes... it was not the inhabitants who fled, but the biological weapons.

Whatever you're hiding, the vast majority of the shopkeepers who shop in this outdoor area are former adventurers.

put it in one of the tornadoes, and saw the decaying towns and shops and remembered their deep sorrow,

Most of them were rebuilding their rotten bodies and spirits.

That's too harsh.

This biological weapon shouldn't be that weak.

How far have they rebuilt themselves?

All the shopkeepers fighting,

I suppose he has about as much strength as a lightly A-ranked adventurer.

Just to be clear, aren't you stronger than us?

"Hey, Bruton, did I make a mistake where we were coming from?

I can't help you with this. "

That's how I spoke to Bruton Gaius, an oak boy standing next to me.

He seems to be thinking of something with a difficult face,

It seems that my voice is not being heard.

"What's going on, Bruton?

"You guys... you see any ghosts by the time you get here?

Booshiri and he have confirmed in a low voice.

A bad feeling about Bruton's words brought a sickle,

When I get wet, I remember the illusion of approaching me.

Sure, Senior Peach said there were fifty 'Little Ghosts'.

But by the time you get here,

Isn't it strange that we haven't encountered the whole thing?

"Hey, you haven't even seen what you look like.

I don't think so... Downstairs?

Gordon pointed to the ground and laughed bitterly.

This filimisia is laid with water and sewer,

Since the sewer is quite large,

If you're about the size of a person, you can afford to pass through.

We looked at each other's faces and we were silent for a while.

"... they did it! They were in the sewer! Return to Philimisia Castle!

Say no or no, Bruton runs out toward Philimisia Castle.

Me and Gordon rushed out after him, too.

"Bu, Bruton! Why are you headed to Philimisia Castle!

Why don't you just go straight into the sewer and slap the little ghost!

"Then it's too late!

I'm sure the little ones are already on their way to Philimisia Castle!

The people who are rambling here must have everything!

If that's the case, the kid or the biological weapon's best friend is a pretty smart guy.

Spread our power.

Because we are trying to control Philimisia Castle at once.

"But why is the ghost trying to control Philimisia Castle?

It was Gordon who answered my question.

"Kake, you're not after the castle.

One way or another... you're gonna be a foodie. "

"... I guess.

perceive the power of the Yang and may be attracted "

Gordon and Bruton had a ghost aim,

Looks like they're staring at it as Ertina.

I do hear peach users and ghosts are destined to fight.

Is that really the case with the ghosts that appeared in the town of Filimisia?

Wouldn't it have another purpose?

No, I don't have time to think about that right now.

We have to head under Ertina as soon as possible.

"Have you contacted everyone!?

"... I can't use 'Telepass' while I'm running"

"Fuck off, I don't like 'telepaths' either."

Actually, I don't like 'telepaths' either, so I can't use them while running.

Hence the conclusion reached......

"All right, all right! Anyway, hurry! It was" ….

◆ ◆ ◆ Hutility ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆

I heard there was a massive outbreak of zombies behind Slam Street.

I went straight for Slam Street.

Although this is a place where terribly inconvenient and poor people live,

There is a place for me to go home and many of my friends I know live there.

Most of the people who live in Slam are powerless.

Something you can't work normally by breaking your body, or an old man you're not supposed to go to,

There are many children who have lost their familiarity.

The deepest part of Slam Street had become a nest of criminals,

I hope you died beautifully due to a massive outbreak of zombies.

It's hard to get caught up in it and have a sinless slum dweller die.

Because... the people who live in this slum are like my family.

"... Sister Follitier!

"Oh, Hurritia? What's the matter with you?

My sister, who had all three zombies stuck together in a giant Zweihander,

I have returned a swallowing reply that does not resemble this occasion.

"... because I heard a large number of zombies appeared in Slam Street.

This is how I rushed.

How much damage is there? Everybody? "

"Ugh, you're not worried about sex. It's okay, because we're all safe.

Captain Holsut and Gray, you broke into the back.

I'm sure we'll get it all cleaned up soon. "

Mr. Holsut and Mr. Grey......

We both heard about your sister's coworkers.

I didn't expect my arm to stand that far.

Though there was a massive outbreak of zombies.

There may be surviving criminals in the back of the slam.

Sister Follitier says that they will all end together.

"So here we are, zombies,

We have to stop him from going any further... right?

That's what I said, Sister Follitier,

a throwing axe called Frankiska that was hanging on his hip,

I threw it at the cursory zombie who showed up.

That axe hit and destroyed the zombie's head,

Keep pushing through,

He blew the head of a subsequent zombie and pierced the walls of a private house.

My sister, she's a terrible idiot.

My current sister is in a state like a 'weapons moving warehouse'.

Three frankiskas on the hips, three daggers on both thighs,

What's on the small hand would be iron skewers for throwing.

That's ten, because that's in both arms...... that means twenty in total.

It's wrapped around a busty chest.

It's a chain whip, not a chainmail.

Furthermore, the decorations of the head are made with no bitterness.

"Free Space" is not available. Our black elf equipment is

I'm still going to be heavily armed.

Especially those who are good at ranged attacks rather than melee combat.

This is how my gear gets caught up.

For that matter, even this much equipment because of its high physical ability,

It never slows down.

But Sister Follitier also seems to be putting the weight thing into the calculation,

Speaking of protective equipment worn...... it was a green bikini.

Just to be clear, that can't be called protective equipment.

It is equipment assuming that it does not hit the attack.

Others just wear elbows and knees.

"... yeah, okay. Stop the zombie invasion here."

Fortunately, other than passing through the square here,

There is no way to connect to the slums where everyone lives.

This square is a border separating criminals from places where the poor live.

While we drive away the looming zombies,

They awaited the return of Mr. Holsut and Mr. Grey.