Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 103 Day Labyrinth

Depending on the adaptation of the 1st and Kingsguard divisions, we'll leave tomorrow if we proceed as planned. In other words, today is the last adjustment, finally an adjustment battle to wear and use the LV25's LV-Up effect in time.

"Ha, Yao, it's the third one! How many labyrinths are you willing to crush in a day? You can't go any deeper, because your sisters are telling you, right? I already got some sweets and ate them, so why not?

"Yeah, I'm fine. You're not going anywhere they say I shouldn't go, you're innocent because you just make a mistake, are you? Mistakes are sins in themselves, but don't think about them properly, don't look into them properly. They're sins because they were made carelessly, and I'm not guilty at all because my mistakes are unmistakable, sure mistakes that were carefully investigated and planned around the ready, with great care? Innovative, huh?

A thin demon thread cuts off countless demons so close to tearing the air without sound, it's an effective move if it's a pair, and let's make adjustments.

Hundreds of magic threads will sweep away from the world if you are walking at close range, but the more distance you increase, the fewer magic threads you can control. When "transfer" is involved in high-speed travel, the arithmetic area by "wisdom" is compressed at once, and the control of the demonic yarn is dozens at close range, a dozen when stretched, and a few at mid-range finally make complex operations impossible.

It's a useful and useful move, but it's heavy manipulation and control, but it's an effective skill to kill and tear down a large number of violence in interpersonal fights. I just want to make sure I make adjustments.

Lightly running through the universe like a bounce, waving the magic thread endlessly, "gravity" magic drastically reduces its own weight (jiju), kicks the universe on empty walks, carves slashes into swarms of demons using aerial manoeuvres (air walks), breaks them down into pieces and scatters them. I was also concerned that the LV would go up and make physical control even more difficult, but it seems to have ended with concern. I slipped and stepped off my leg five or six times in the air and stuck it into the demon several times but only hit the wall once. I've had quite a bit of control, I would have been able to put it back on my feet before it actually went any easier and fell off without the manipulation of the Demon Thread. Maybe?

"After all, when it comes to aerial warfare, the difficulty of physical control increases and it's tight, and so is the yarn of the devil, but" gravity "is also troublesome and involves" metastasis ", which brings control at once. I wanted to prepare for the siege and man-made tactics caused by skill rewards and a number of violence in interpersonal combat, but the time runs out - I don't think some of those suicide bombers (bombers) have enough bills yet, do they?

(Pulp)

Humans fight well at thought, and the moves read in their hands are analyzed and dealt with from time to time. And unlike demons, people use a wide variety of skills, gear and magic gear to attack strategically… If you can't deal with this, it's my status and you die easily, it's too brittle to say you've risen.

Even so, if you're unhappy and you can make them quit, I'd still like to make you quit, but if the Sisters and their daughters are a large group of women, the church will always try to capture them, so their hands are easy to read and invite. If all those beauties came in a group, they wouldn't be assassinated by a special attack from a distance or a wave of people, but would try to capture them and bring them back to the lower house. They take me home, but if it's just the way I look, I've got all the beauties, and I'm sure I'll show up to capture them. I guess what that beauty looks like hands without even knowing the name of fear and awe in the other world, its name is "High School Girl (J. K)," passed by a bystander who is feared to be the worst and would fool and foolishly hand without even knowing that it is synonymous with a violent samurai evil brawl. That's pathetic, huh?

"The girls also let the veil of concealed effect granting, the whole body is endowed with state abnormalities, and the problem is a physical trap... seriously, tail going daughters follow? It does help, but it's dangerous, I can get all my gear together right away... uh, that's why I'm keeping an eye out for both LV raises!? So, you're practicing throwing weapons?

"Yes, I don't like watching a clan benefactor from a safe place to step into enemy land! The clan's handiwork has already begun to create intelligence and bases within the Church, I'm sure it will be useful to show! I will never disturb you."

I appreciate that, don't I? Anyway, information is life.

But I disagree because it's too dangerous to infiltrate a clan of non-combatant tail-going daughters, and I'm single to investigate infiltration, so if I find out, it's the last time I'm committing suicide. Just in case you're in town or so, we've provided a landscape cell with a built-in jet booster for escape with a multi-warhead diffusion extermination warhead with improved orphan child equipment that can burn down and escape, and we've also given it a new adhesive trimotiglenade paralysis confusion grant for physical attack specialties, but I'm worried. Because I am so worried, I also put psycho-manipulative contacts on them to hold a large number of hallucinogenic chaffs, just in case, I also have a huge powder packed gift set of all kinds of raging toxin mushrooms specialties from the Demon Forest, but they are not combative. I also put "penetration" and "physical magic defense disabled only once" on the Spetsnaz knife for protection, and even the clothes paid for what I pulled up close to par with the girls' light armor, but I can't say it's safe, still equipment for extensive havoc...

"It's leaking out of my mouth what I'm thinking, but we're not fighting, but we're all freaking out because we're destructive at the city level, so that's enough, right? Last time, a grouping of demons flooded from the labyrinth with a grounded grenade was killed, right? The demons never moved again with their legs stopped, but do you mean they stopped?!?"

But the Labyrinth King could not be defeated. It was by LV20 that I was able to prevail in the saturation attack, and the LV30 was the limit of heavy damage, because it was a flood of shallow labyrinths outside the perimeter (stampede), so I earned a hard time in time, but both my tail-going daughter and her father, old man, were completely packed and dying. That wasn't enough.

Already on the 40th level, Mr. Snake (Hud) leaves it to Mr. Chicken (Coca) 's automatic defense and automatic attack. I'm just walking, my tail-going daughter can rest assured with Mr. Slime on her head and invincible protection. A large group of jumping leopards were bitten and killed by massive amounts of Hydra, and the flying flock of moths was stoned, fell and scattered, without even being opponents in the upper demons. Mr. Snake (Hyde), Mr. Chicken (Coca) was killed before he did it and is in a state of devastation. I also have an automatic defense on my shoulder shield, but I'm heading for 50 levels with no turnout at all.

Prepare and grip as much as you can. Throw the warhead you had and unleash it. Overwhelm the hierarchy owner at once with a series of fireballet strikes with a real warhead. Run down the stairs from the 49th hierarchy. Run through the 50th hierarchy with the acceleration. Run off the World Tree wand to the horizontal line. Two bears from the side position themselves as they remain accelerating with physical abilities enhanced by mind and magic, worn by a firebarret released from super-accelerating momentum with instant "demonic entanglements". Ok, this would have been perfect if I'd stopped, but at the end of the day I was too fast and my foot was out of control (offal) I rolled over and crashed into the wall, but it was a blow to the hierarchy lord... the acceleration was amazing, but with only a moment of demonic entanglement, that power, I knew it was weirder than the numbers?

You found out. I run through it all at once because my tail-going daughter is octopus, she is now mistakenly in the middle labyrinth and lost in the deep labyrinth, so when she stops, she finds out she's wrong. Desperately tailed, my daughter is screaming, but she blocks her ears and says, "Ah! Ah!" I haven't heard it because I'm kicking the demon in the noise, I'm still in the process of making a mistake without realizing it. Beyond the 60th tier to the 70th tier, Mr. Snake (Hud) has also attached a 24-series shoulder shield (funnel) to Mr. Chicken (Coca), but the instantaneous killing is getting tougher.

I would like to create a form of mass destruction from fast-forward warfare, which can be considered a development in the diocese where over 10,000 old men and women have to dive through an old man stinking mass battle and blow up a sword trident and an aging odor. If you're run over by that, you'll find out you're in the wrong labyrinth, hurry!

He literally smashes and destroys the crushing force with a shoulder strike per kick body, shredding, slashing and tearing, crushing at once while still taking the lead in an MP exterior fast-forward ravage battle from around the 70th tier. Mr. Slime is tailgating his daughter, so this one could happen in case. Today is the last chance for a trial exam for training and practical training, starting tomorrow, he's going out, and if he meets his enemies, the killing production begins.

Took a lot of work on 87 hierarchical pigs, delayed by 88 hierarchical pest control, 89 hierarchical magic life forms were critical, but I killed them all with magic and the MP residue sucked, the magic battery is close to the sky and my MP is cut 10% too. But it's over next time, let's go at all costs.

And ninety tiers, the labyrinth king, not the hierarchy lord. I mean, we're finally at the bottom of the hierarchy by mistake, because it's too dangerous. Tell my tail-going daughter not to go into the hierarchy. Mr. Slime leaves me in the escort. Well, I'm not willing to take the time, and I don't have the time itself. And there's only one thing I want to try.

Step out and slash.

It's the only thing I've been able to do for so long, but how difficult it is just this - the toe that stepped out touches the ground and overweight hangs, and the spiral of power is born from the thumb of the foot and the heel steps to the ground, and at the same time the magic and qigong are worked out, combined with the force that tries to move forward while the spiral aligns with the twist of the calf and combines with the flexion of the knee, the leg that tries to bounce out the body like a bullet and the force of the twisted accumulated inner thigh is released and wrapped around the waist. Tightened and elaborated on the abs and spine, the smell gathers to Tanda with breathing, and together with the smell of spiralling like a tornado accumulated in the buttocks and hips, conveys its explosive force to the blade tip without unduly wasting its immense force to match the spinning force swinging from shoulder to arm that runs soft, supple, fast and precisely.

Shake it, slash it, touch it, and everything on the slash line will be cut as it was concluded and determined. Strong armor also slashes down to effects such as "complete reflection" and "physical nullity", a blow that slashes away "absolute defense", "total nullity", slashing rip dimensions and space. The labyrinth king is slashed to death with a sword full of less than 10% de shitty waste, but the force put on slaughter is not far enough to reach 10% because he cannot concentrate enormous power on one point, and the vortex of power that has lost more than 90% of the rest of his way blows and destroys his body as recoil and rampage.

"Yao! Yao! Yao! Mr. Yao!... Why, why not? Guzz, Egg, that's awful, I can't believe this cruel strength... everyone said it was bloody, messy, strong, but brittle, but wow, this is so cruel! Far away..."

"Ooh! Gone by chance! No, I don't know if I can do it, but I'm gonna try, right? Stuttering, huh? Lots of kids when you give birth without asking? Sounds tough, huh?

He's messing with his face, he's crying. He's disgusted that he's messing with his tail-going daughter, but he's nowhere, and he's not falling? Long overwhelming self-destruction on boulders, a thousand muscles all over my body shattered, bones shattered and blood erupted, a bit arrogant in appearance, but a range of self-destruction that could be externally manipulated with "puppet sticks," even a blur could leave me with the ability to relapse. A move that's strong enough to have no remnants is a death move, if you exchange it, you can do it, OK? And logically speaking, is that a brilliant paradox?

Breathe, be mindful, encourage "regeneration" and wipe your body wet with water magic while you finish the restoration work, it won't be a good idea for a boulder to have a boy high school student at the bottom of the cave bring in about a girl junior high school girl to take off her clothes in front of her. Yeah, that's a case.

"Hey, why is such a mess going so clever! Blood paint. Yep, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Aren't you messing around everywhere? Ahhh!

Your face is no-damage anywhere else? It's not messed up and this is what it usually is, right? Are you going to cry? Well, to be honest, so far the enormous output has exceeded my expectations. It was unexpected, but my tail-going daughter is a reporting demon, so she manages to manipulate her body from the outside with a "stick of a puppet" to stand in glory and willingness, but without her tail-going daughter, it hurts enough to cry and roll around. Yeah, I was stunned.

Apparently, when Qigong and the smelting of alchemy intertwined, I didn't even feel like something was going on. I thought it was suspicious for a long time, so I tried it, and I knew it, and I was lucky not to say it clearly! That, when you fly away, you're gonna get mecha pissed off later, right? I pick it up properly every time, but I'm surrounded and the sermon begins, is it still out after three seconds? Short, huh?

"No, I don't know, healed? Is that why you're okay? Yeah, I don't always know what's okay with me, but my big, long-length husband (oops) sucks, I'm sure? Like?"

The dirt has also fallen off, and I forgive you as you stroke my tail daughter's head, because the offense is too fast to leave the stash room, let's go up and collect the chest. Now I've collected as much labyrinth gear as I can gather, now I've raised as much LV as I can, confirmed all the tactics that can be used to fight the status quo, and grasped self-destruction (risk), the results are good and ready, not to mention all the deep labyrinths over 90 levels of the border should have been crushed. Yet my tail-going daughter and Mr. Slime are ok, yeah I'll stroke your head and keep the treats up, I'm sure you're tired because you've come running.

I handled it cleverly, because I took over. I learned yesterday that I must have fought through that lifetime with an extreme sword and a labyrinth... and blowing arrows?