Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 97 Day Labyrinth

Some of them are new gear, so they cut off the demons while tweaking their weapon habits, it's a delicate thing that I fine-tune on a personal level, but I can only tell by the comfort of using it, compared to the comfort of my armed use, which consistently remains a stick of wood, a barricade thing that looks like a stick of wood and can't change the comfort of using it or anything... the difference between the visuals hangs apart day by day, right?

Sister, my daughters are also able to respond accurately to instructions, treated as a force of war and working hard on the front lines, the monks seem to be shielding, so men seem harsh in other worlds. It seems that the world everywhere is tough on men, because the bookstore that used to be the destination was closed and renovated, and I tried to go, and I heard it was a women's corner and decided in my heart that I wouldn't go for another lifetime, but when the hell is the time when a world of equality between men and women will be created? I'm dying for books, but I don't want to go to a store where I can't feel comfortable shopping, and if I can't even understand what it means to be a racist, I don't want you to open a bookstore. It's an affront to what you call knowledge, not at all. Sounds good if you summon me. Kio Kuniya doesn't have to be summoned to another world anymore, it would be nice to open a store in another dimension just for some distant woman. If you're just another dimension for your beautiful sister, I'll go part-time too! I would never buy it, but I have a dream for that different dimension! How much would it cost an hour?

The rain of swords and spears shooting in like iron fires wears a rain crack, and today the rain of rain-like blood falls across the country. It's tough to say beautiful girls who look miserable and drip blood back into their pouring blood, but you get "kill" or "demon stone"! I guess it's my fault because I'm saying "or something.

"Defensive Shield Spear Stand (Panzer) Go!"

"" "" Roger (Yar)!

It is the slashing from the front that motivates the self-proclaimed maidens of war (16) who consolidate themselves with great shields and armor, (Note, part 17 included) who stand in the sea of blood as if they were shields, walls and protectors of slaughter in front of their enemies at the rough front of the blood splash dance.

"Tread and ravaged, you can't leave one without distinction of an elephant -

"" "" "Seeing enemies (Sachi no Aando) Special (So - No)!

Is the women's power okay? Even carnivorous women are likely to be in demand, but meat slayer women and meat tearers would have been in demand, so that's a big problem, destruction and killing-specific female power. What do you think? They don't call me Concordance, but if it's a match (Combat), it's very popular? Is that a chest? A vibrant, tragic girl would be difficult to attribute to Jandere, too, wouldn't she?

But that's why you moro the worm juice, right? Because of that, the girls are vulnerable to the insect system. They win with no damage, but they suffer a lot of mental damage and become depressed.

Earlier, there was a massive outbreak of dead eye bitches who had been exposed to cloudy liquid in their bodies as they overflowed with sticky thread into the cloudy mucus of the drool, well, five people had been sprayed together to become the cloudy, juice-painted, drooling, human-shaped...

Of course, after the battle, I cleaned her properly with water magic and foam and even dried her hair, but while combing her hair, I dried (dried) her hair with temperature magic and wind magic, but during that time she turned her face bright red and solidified silently, so the mental damage seemed profound. I did it with one hand properly because everyone says no tentacles, but the heart damage seemed pretty serious because I was trembling in small pieces.

Up to the upper echelons, he went on in a way that focused on fast travel and manoeuvring in evasion and was not attacked, and from the middle echelons he ended up in a battle that focused on ranged fights and not receiving enemies. But when you approach the lower level, there is no room, and the formation weighs heavily on the defense. Attack annihilation battles from the defense increase, and abnormalities of resistance become the lifeline beyond being hit. Battle dress...

"Sovereign squad deployed, accompanied by escorts!

"" "" Roger (Yar)!

The girls are all a group of cheesy special skill holders, so each and every one of them has a different role in a group fight, alternating and compensating on an ad hoc basis. Because we know each other and understand each other, we can't help but work together, Sister Daughters. For this reason, Princess Daughter and Merrimeri frequently show up in the inn bath and are becoming regular stayers. If good-neighbourliness is tied to strength, it is probably the strongest group.

"But bareback kids have things to keep an eye on, but isn't your little girl crazy? Yeah, I totally lost that one, that sword muscle was a total armor chairman. Seriously."

"I was trying, I've been, I've been trying. I kept waving my sword all the time, fixed it over and over again, and over and over until I remembered... let myself remember, I was there."

(Kokukoku, Poyopoyo)

Not far yet, but the first blow or strike down is a beautiful sword muscle that is very similar to the chairman of the armored committee. Of course, the way the force is put in and out, the breathing and judgment are not far from the sword itself. But I'm starting to wear a mould, even if it's an imitation, that mould is the ultimate, ideal, logical sword technique that makes all of the swords superior and transcendent as a technique.

"My new manipulative daughter, I haven't lost. He's definitely killing it. If he's playing, he's got the highest number of kills."

(Un un, poyo poyo)

Fantasy, unconscious, dancing in and out of demons. This one is dancing over here. I'm beginning to acquire your daughter's moves, an unseen dance that doesn't plunder in imitations or in attacks to the extent of a herd of middle-ranking demons, but also a strange combination of unpredictable movements with the addition of acrobatic movements of new gymnastics. Transcend impact and defenselessness with speed and technology. "Exactly, Labyrinth Febreze!

"I'm telling you it's not, why would I even febreze in the labyrinth! I don't care if they say fairy dance (fairy dance) or something in a world with fairies in real life, but stop the Febreze! They're gonna think I'm a stinking kid!

Were you listening? I'm sure it reminds me of my days of glory in the original world when I was called Febreze, the days I was called Febreze in the world class new gymnastics world...

"I told you you weren't called! Why am I being Febreze all over the world! Don't let it end in a good breeze while you're making a mistake on your own!

Were you whining? Are you ok? I guess it's a difficult time, it's also a time of plenty of sentiment and a narrow time with the 16-year-old who dares to flip the flag against the 17-year-old religion led by the Patriarch, so there are a lot of problems that can be taken for granted, and I guess it's close to the time of the 23-year-old religion and the protest. Don't look at the blood.

"Well, shall we say crisp and lower? I'm looking at it because I'm an eighty tier hierarchy master, but if it's going to take me a while, I'll get my hands on it, I'm done by the end of the day. No? Are you free?

"Yeah, you're coming."

Seventy tiers took a while, but I didn't do anything because it was a giant potato worm, and it wasn't a bad idea for the instructor to say it wasn't the reason I never wanted to. It took me a while to wash the bitches dry because of it, if the depth of the labyrinth is over 90 levels, it's going to be late ~.

"Spread out, don't solidify! Keep moving, shield position follow!

"" "" Roger (Yar)! Ahhh!

Yeah, it's going to take me a while to say I don't like it, it's hard to stop at a purely big or shield job, it's hard to distance because I'm fast legged to play maneuver, and the magic reflex doesn't work. "HELL TIGER LV80" Builds up plenty of golden, glowing body hair and highlights the black stripes, standing quietly, without a sign, with the supple and tough power of the carnivore. But big.

Activating the giant and waving his thick forefoot, the fierce kagi claw makes him jump and flip through the sky, flashing the sword of counterattack. Fill the hierarchy so that a lowly roar that echoes springs from the ground, no bow or magic works, but stops for a long-range attack and you are attacked as soon as possible. The body, adapted to hunt for a battle characteristic of a carnivore separate from the LV, creates and intimidates an overwhelming difference in movement that cannot be overshadowed by the human race in physical ability, yet sits loosely and loosely.

"Mobile defense! I'll scrape your legs!

"" "" Roger (Yar)!

If we seal the beast's movements, we won't even be able to fight it. It's a maneuver that lays the wounds on top of each other and pushes them. However, it is inevitably difficult to say that manoeuvres continue to move at high speeds while combining distances from allies with constant and unexpected movements that are aimed at isolated moments if they are not coordinated.

"I can't get through the sword! My hair is like an iron needle!" "Guys, poke or tap!" "" "Roger (Yar)!

The operation itself is good, but it's reckless to poke a handsome beast in the leg. Slashing is the surface. The cutting-edge and stepped distance become the surface and the range of attack, but poking is only a point, poking is only a straight line, it is extraordinarily difficult to hit. It's a tough move to hit while traveling fast in a manoeuvre, well, I guess it's training because I don't seem to be sparing it.

If you're a librarian, you drag illusion into a state of manipulation abnormally, if you're a committee chairman, you tangle it with a whip, if you're a bitch leader, you seal your legs in an ice world, and if you're a shield, you invite the attack and reflex the attack to self-destruct. But nobody gives out the gear for the back hand, well only for powerful minutes MP consumption is intense and fatigued, most importantly, it becomes a collaborative ignoring force move.

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaa"

But it was slaughtered. I felt the danger in the slaughter of a naked child when my daughter caught me in isolation and jumped away. My daughter's knife cut me like iron, protected by steel body hair, and I'm barking. But as she jumped and flipped herself around, her new manipulator puts a blow in with a stick, and the moment of landing is paid off in perfect time, and she can't fight back, and she jumps away even further.

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!"

He jumps out with a roar of intimidation and waves his nails at the mercy of his power, but the Valley Club's daughter combo beats him with a big shield and drives him off with a spear tip, the beast of handiwork is horrible, but JK is even scarier! That's the strongest predator (Predator) who says he'll hunt it down and make a dime, whether it's an uncle or a tiger, but a demon or a monster, if every tiger turns against a high school girl who reigns at the top of the food chain (please), she can peel off her fur and take away the demon stone, and her nails and fangs can be accessed.

Sequential spear strikes of bitches dancing in moments of instant agitation and fright, targeting meat from the shadow of restraint to bruises aiming at the eyes and throats to the base of difficult legs. I know the tigers were meant to be predators, they were going to kill and eat, but the bitches are going to scratch! If the cat kills the dog (Kobo), the queen of the beast's natural enemies, the wolf (bitch), if she cares about the predator, she will be killed. It is obviously more than watching the fire. The flying fire is also flying and burning.

Then, after losing, the child raccoon waves an axe, and the vice chairman, Mr. A, carves the avoided spot with six knife streams. I raise my frustrating roar with obstinate arrows from the Ministry of Culture and nightfall, but it's too late.

Shaken. Tiger's head trembles, huge hammers (hammers) and magnificent spheres shake and the world trembles, vibrating weapons trembling all the way to the atmosphere in the hierarchy to heavy mass upsets, vice chairman b's tits...... it's a blow to the hammers (hammers)! No, I said a proper hammer! Seriously, seriously, I said it right! Yeah, I couldn't help it because I was shaking, no. I just had to control (control) the sway width rather than suppress that sway, right? Yeah, it was a bra limit, 'cause I was just staring at you for proper confirmation work, so I'm not bad, am I? What, were you gut-posing?... Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, support? Yeah, he was sending ales with sweat-gripping backup in his hands, and he's not an aero, so he's an innocent, innocent, innocent, innocent, innocent, innocent high school boy, right?

It was rarely raining outside today, it always seemed like it was a zito rain there if we escaped the rain and reached the labyrinth...... a lot of zito today huh? Looks like it was concentrated guerrilla heavy rain.