Lonely Attack on the Different World

Part 362 The pressure of the heavy bass, which combines a sense of heaviness and intimidation, ran away after throwing a full force.

Day 85 Day Labyrinth 80F

Thoroughly aim at your feet while dodging the flames with as little clearance as possible, I just need traction.

Release the "split" as you flip into the flow, but it seems to be completely discerned, even the gap between the pouring flame bullets is wrapped around the "transfer" and extinguished (banished), but thoroughly interrupted. It's a charade.

Blown up and slammed against the wall, Bitch C can't move with instant pain, and he leaps into the eyes of a giant trying to stab a stop without even missing that gap, swinging through the "Seven Blades". You were aiming for the moment when the distance of collaboration opened, or you concentrated on following Bitch C as you slashed the line of the "Seven Blades," isolated on the other side with us. Bitch Leader, who went forward and pierced with a great sword, what I saw in my eyes was the brutal sight of the great sword of the unleashed and burning Red Lotus being sucked in with a bitch leader in mind.

Yes, that was the end of being too cruel, Bitch Leader putting up a "permanent ice spear" and laying ice junctions in "Ice Frozen Formation" while dressed in ice armor "Ice Costumes". And in the midst of a raging storm of "ice spears" and "ice swords," the red lotus flames are chopped up and scratched out, and you're just a giant without arms, and I don't think you can do it if a fiery demon sticks up against the ice queen (bitch), after all? You're gonna get stuck, right?

One of the four arms wrapped around the flaming jail was also blown away with the chairman's "Hao Thunder Chain Whip," one was ripped off with your dancing daughter's "Divine Chain of Prometheus," and the other was also chopped up with the slaughter of Vice Chairman A's four-clad stream, while he was slapped off by a rotating strike of a child raccoon's axe, and he penetrated it with the last arm left, but the opponent is bad.

The flame that was spreading in front of me was wrapped in ice, and every great sword of burning flames was frozen and the last arm was also smashed and scattered. And a massive chest (boobs...) that gets roared down! - Not a wand! Or the hammer smashes the frozen "Flaming Giant LV80" and sparkles and ice pieces scatter. Between them, I'll stick a mushroom in Bitch C's mouth, well now there won't be a cure for it, I'll smash my frozen body with intensive fire slaughter, and it'll become a shining grain of ice and disappear.

You win.

"" "Ahhh, I'm tired" "

Well, I wasn't expecting it, but I knew I couldn't. I'm just too close to it.

I guess I've judged it a direct attack of force push from a giant with four great swords wrapped around the flames, punctuated by the fierce majesty of 80 hierarchical lord Flame Giganto LV80. And judging him to be a swine thrust type because of his fast but simple linear movements, so "Flaming Illusion" or "Flaming Split" what little moves confused me, collapsed and jumped to follow. Bitch C took a direct hit, and if the wounded came out, he was gathered around and cornered. I was caught off guard thinking I was a retarded brain muscle with muscular lumpy matches and fooled by "flaming bodies" and "phantom flames" tricks, which means it was the Mogadishu's fault! Don't be abused when you get home.

"You-kun, that was helpful. Thanks."

"I just helped? You were able to take him down, weren't you? Targeted?"

Yes, I just bought some time just to stop, it was the girls who fought and defeated me. Finally, he won the LV80 hierarchical lord in two parties, he could have won enough without help without fear of even some injuries. However, there are still too few safety margins, there are still possibilities, and it is not acceptable in real life.

But I'm not convinced, it's a matter of liberation, and I also feel quite a lot. Why not Flame Giant? Why do you speak English all of a sudden? Then you're good with Français Giganto! It's subtly hard to remember when you get mixed up weirdly, is this still a transworld-language translation problem too? You always thought that logic wouldn't convey my polite and logical conversation? Again, it looks like the truth has been elucidated that I wasn't bad.

"Shall we go to the rendezvous point, then? We'll all be waiting for lunch, right? I mean, it might take a while, so I let everyone have a sandwich and a fried salad, and I'm sure you're willing to give me an early valve and come over for lunch, huh? 'Cause the chairmen of the committee are already proving it! Like that?

"" "It was a pleasure - it was delicious. Come on, what's for lunch?

No... that was lunch? Yeah, you didn't hear. 'Cause you're a convicted criminal?

(Poyo poyo!)

Ota Mocha and the others had already arrived at the assembly point, according to Ota and the others, Mocha and the others, who valved early and hungry before entering the labyrinth, rushed to the 80 tiers in a brawl. Without thinking about it, there would have been something very emotional about Mogadishu and Mogadishu, who had been defeated in a hurry because they were hungry, and the Hierarchist, who had been defeated in a hurry. Mocha won't be thinking anything.

"" "I'm hungry. I'm dying. I'm at my limit." Ku, get me some food. Are you ready for dinner yet? ""

"No, you guys are only at noon. You've had it twice already, but how fuel-efficient is it? Normally, human beings use 70% of their energy, right? Why are you so fuel-efficient when you're eco-friendly Mocha who can live with 30% of the food because you haven't used it at all!

The women's sports club and cultural club aren't back yet, it's a party that focuses on avant-garde defense and middle-guard flattery, so it takes a long time to fit in. Well, there's nothing to worry about because even if the 75 to 80 tier hierarchy owner, or the Labyrinth King, comes out, it's attached to the chairman of the armor committee. I can't help but feel the feeling of pity when the King of the Labyrinth, who appeared refreshed with Ning Luoman, meets the former Emperor of the Labyrinth and wonders if he will be able to bump into me. If I have a meeting with the victim, I will let him in.

"" "BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! BBQ! …" "

(Poyo poyo poyo! Poyo poyo! ……

A BBQ call that started while stepping on your feet and tapping the table with a spoon and a fork? It's not a BBQ, it's a RockYoo, right? And he said it was a permanent loop in the prelude part! Heavy Cole sounds like a ground beep, and it's incredibly powerful, isn't it? It's going to come with some sort of "stirred up resistance" or something!

As it was busy, the chairmen of the armoured committee finally joined us as we started preparing for the barbecue. There were no problems, but they seemed to have been brought into the war of attrition. If it's depleted, you'll need rice, and BBQ Cole dives in the ringing and sinks into the smoke that rises with the roasting sound of carpet and meat when you line the barbecue stove with a scratch of meat and vegetable prick skewers. Instead, the grunting tummy sound and the sound of swallowing the sawdust, how quickly did they all early valve!

The knot was also made of chicken and mushroom soup based on chicken, which was loaded when it was made of corn and mound.

"It's done, it's rice. Why did you let me have lunch? It's a strange lunch when everyone's waiting for lunch, but the BBQ's cooked too, so take it away from each other ~? Take it away more ~? Like what?

"" "Ahhhh! Here you go!

Even through Mogadishu, the most powerful White Soldiers in the Melee, they are only knotting with tears of blood without being able to enter the perfect crowd of Munchkin Spats, the Otas are aerating, but they are going to fly with air in the open? Well, there are no boys in high school who were safe when they were swallowed up by the unstoppable Munchkin Hell! Yes, it's hard after that.

It's so pathetic that I throw a skewer of burnt BBQ all over my strength with a distant throw from super acceleration wrapped around "transfer," and Mogadishu went after it with a knot in one hand, and Ota and the others didn't have to throw it because they didn't seem to have recovered from the sight of a huge meatball battle to compete for BBQ ahead of Mr. Munchkin Spats. Maybe if I throw it, I'm gonna stab you?

3 They say that all the unions defeated the hierarchical lord of the eighty tiers, and the labyrinth king did not leave. Is the labyrinth (dungeon) deepening after all? Are you growing up? If you're going to grow and swell, you're going to dive and go deeper anyway. I have doubts about whether the negative growth period is growth, but is it growth because there are more hierarchies? But if the labyrinth (dungeon) gets bigger and swells, I'm going to rub the labyrinth (dungeon) by accident! Well, dive deep into it. It's an intrusion, so I'm sure there won't be any problems, will there?

The chairmen of the committee dive three labyrinths that are stopped exploring up to fifty levels apart into three unions, without a guide, but if you can fight on eighty levels, you can fight on about sixty levels without a problem. And even with the special blow of the 80 tier hierarchy lord, Bitch C had only taken less than 20% of the damage, which sucked because he was disfigured, but I can tell you that the new armor Z protected him well enough. I don't have to worry about dying instantly, and at worst, I can get away with it. I gave Ota Mogada a new armored bony type and she'll be fine. It doesn't fit your body, so you should be fine. I don't want to lose sight of the grossly fit boys' high school students, because I don't want grossly resistant skills!

But if there is a deepening of the labyrinth across the border, we should also check again the labyrinth (dungeon), which was thought to be shallow, which was a no-check, because all labyrinths (dungeons) above 50 levels are at risk of flooding, so we cannot fail to be vigilant. Starting tomorrow, the Border Army will be joined by a close division and the labyrinth breaking is scheduled to begin, let's tell them on the way home.

Ahhh, Mogadishu rushed back happy with the BBQ, maybe I have to throw it again? My eyes! Something's expected!