Kuishinbo Elf

Makoto's speech began. It's a message to people all over the world, but to players in the endless ground who are part of it.

Makoto and the others will not have perfect security, unforeseen circumstances, etc.

I also had a time when I was thinking about it.

Flames and bullets, yells and screams flying across the Filimisia Central Park. As if to mock us, they suddenly appeared.

"You've been hit, it looks like you've been planted from the beginning"

"Since the beginning, when? Mr. Durink!"

Slap a peach made Chinese knife into the new type of kid ghost that jumps on you. The ghost, which had no shards of love broken into two pieces, went away with a strange scream. Leave the machine parts.

"What is this?

That was like some kind of chip. The size is about five hundred yen.

Its small plates are densely packed with fine parts that are surprisingly unknown as to why they exist.

"The Ghost Seeds developed by Doctor Sweker. It's part of the control of the ghost that germinated from it."

"What!?"

"Perhaps he was secretly sprinkling the seeds of ghosts by sending in his subordination during the Philimisian reconstruction. It's hard to detect the state of a ghost seed... whoa."

Mr. Durise punches in the Firebolt in response to the attack of the Little Ghost.

The flaming arrow turned the little ghost into coal wrapped in flames inside the cigarette.

I still feel uncomfortable. I don't feel hate or anger from this ghost.

I just feel like I'm getting hit by something that moves. To parable......

"It's like you're fighting a machine."

"Not far, Ertina. They're just remotely manipulated puppets."

Does that mean that the small plate earlier was a control device? It's my grandfather who makes troublesome things.

Makoto and the others continue to give me speeches even in this situation. We have to protect them at all costs in order to reward them.

"Right! What are you doing?

"Too many! Where are these guys springing from?!?"

"I'm pushing you from all over! Aren't you all over town?"

This is the one I hate the most about Operation Volume. It also reminds me of the tragedy of the Langsten Hero War in response.

But there is no such thing as limping. Those gathered here are a thousand soldiers.

"Hih, heh... I can't move because my legs are stuck"

This is what I said. Well, there's nothing on my log.

"Merche please be a fixed turret while you sit there! Arua! Spin me one shogos...... is that fly or is it with Katombo? Hey no!?"

There was a strange creature flying around Arua, taking out the brains of child ghosts.

Looks weak on dogs.

"Haha! Mimi! Waste! haha!

The use of outer space creatures that happily spread their hands around put SAN value check inevitable creatures on the ghosts. At the earliest, the battlefield is becoming chaotic in a different way.

"It would be too chaotic"

"Hear the chaos"

"Morben's old man!?"

Yes, it's Mr. Morben.

Morben's old man in the Chaotic Order Eight Priestly specs, dressed in red robes, appears as he wears prison flames. Bring the little ones together in that sad flame and burn them down.

"It's too busy for stewed dishes."

"That's why."

"It's beef stew today"

"Eat"

I scatter peach power by shotgun policy. If it hits anywhere in your body, you'll have an immediate exorcism.

At that time, there was a huge explosion in the park. I saw Morben's old man. He shakes his head.

"Haha! Knock it off, wow, haha!

"Kutu ~"

"Hey, stop being silly, you can go home"

Looks like Arua got on with it. Above her head sits a clump of flames that she may not be able to afford, humiliating the space.

And isn't Katombo running away with us first? Go back to space now.

"Haha! Do it."

Hey, Mr. Arua, were you scared right now?

"Kutu ~"

Strange squeal? Together, a difficult flame is scattered all over the park.

You don't have the biggest enemy in you or anything, do you? Outer space godless, bouldering outer space godless.

"Whoa, this shouldn't happen. Recovery, Recovery"

"I agree violently, too. Chige, please!

Morben's old man takes out a bright red sickle and tries to prune a heterogeneous flame that burns to the ground.

By contrast, I devoured the flames with the right arm of a chicken. And the discomfort I feel.

It feels like there's nothing in it. I felt like I was eating air.

I questioned it directly and grabbed the hard flame chunks with the right arm of the tiger, that is, the eater/branch of fire.

"Ku, ku ~!?"

Oh, don't be a jerk. You can't taste it, can you?

Pei.

"Ku..."

The lump of fire licked by the branches of fire cried to Arua as the pill pill trembled after a pitiful voice had been raised.

"Haha! Goddamn it, Kiki? haha!

My predictions will not be far off. This Kutugua is like a spiritual subspecies. The real thing shouldn't be done like this.

Yeah, then it's no problem. Let's get it working.

"Hey no, Kutugua subspecies. I remember how you tasted. Make sure you work well."

"Kutto!?"

You understood what my words meant, and the Kutugua subspecies worked Djangian burly.

The little ones are being suppressed by strange creatures ravaging the battlefield.

The incident took place in that.

Makoto's camp was torn to pieces.

"Ah!? No!

"Seriously, you don't remember half my content!?"

"From here on out, ADRIBUTE!

However, the speech continues at the discretion of time rain. But we don't understand what they're saying.

That's because it became a speech using a lot of jargon in the endless ground.

"Hey, El. Kingube, what are you even doing?

"Come on?"

"Eat, blame, blah, blah, blah..."

There's nothing on my log.

There's no gap between me and Liot and Pullu's questions.

After all, the gold iron chunks were great...

"Squad three, don't stop the barrage! Second priority is the safety of the client! Fourth continues first!

And the Lubbar Mercenaries...... again, the work of the Lubbar Secret Service is not half as good.

The movement is already so controlled that the army is also bright blue. And he says it's Priena like no other who commands it all.

"Mr. Lubbar, let the Fifth Squad down. I'll treat you."

"Ha! Fifth goes under [Goddess]!

"Roger (Yar)!

Seriously, half of it.

We Momo Guardians have a lot of gaps in a free-flowing fight like no other. It feels like they're filling the hole for me.

"We can't lose, either!

"Whoa!"

"I need to show you the power of my ancestors."

Me and Liot, Pruhl kept exorcising the little ghosts that still sprang up.

"Fukiyun. Hey, pull."

"What? Eater."

I was worried about something, so I asked Pruhl if it was in battle.

"About the increasing skin tone area of the body suit dedicated to GD (golem dress)"

"Oh, listen to that now"

I can't help but worry about it. There are fewer armor parts of GD, and the skin tone area is increasing, so I can't help but wonder.

"It looks good. Even if your skin looks exposed, it's actually covered in a bodysuit."

"Oh, I can't help it if it looks good."

"I'm more than welcome to watch."

"You porn bastard."

"Don't look so embarrassed, thank you"

"Hehe, if you feel like it. All right, that's the last of him! Lion Roar!

And Makoto's speech was successfully concluded. I'm sure the content would only have been passed on to the players in the endless ground.

But that's fine. I did what I could, all I have to do is bet on the good sense of the players in the endless ground.

"Ha-ha-ha... oh, it's over"

"Good day. It's over."

Labor Makoto and the others. Meanwhile, we split up and embark on a search for ghost seeds in Filimisia.

It's just a level that's not even perceived by me or Pruhl, who's a peach user. Therefore, I collected some of them.

"Whoa!" "Hiccup!" "Wow!" "Kee-hoo" "Hee-hoo..."

"Oh, and remember this smell."

They gathered the wolves of our Momo Guardian's Beast unit and the wild wonks they had spared time around there to make them remember the smell of ghosts and do a search.

The effect was immense, and within just hours of the search we discovered and exterminated massive amounts of ghost seeds.

"No, no, no, I didn't know there was so much"

"I'm surprised, too. I was wondering if you weren't training enough?

"No, Pruhl's better at combat than at fairy arts, isn't he? Sensing power is stopped to some extent. So this is my realm... reflective material, this is"

Crush the last ghost seed. That's when.

"Ugh!?"

"Huh? Eater?

It's painful, I can't breathe. It's like the back of my chest is being grabbed by someone, like that.

Pulu's voice keeps getting farther and farther away. That was proof that my consciousness was distant.