Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 113 Late Night Church Cathedral

Die easily. A love knife to be swayed by a stroke: "It's old man chopped disinfect!" Whenever the sword flashes, screams with the blood splash.

The Knights of the Church, who would have regenerated if they hadn't killed them, would have lost their arms and legs and kept bleeding to realize that they couldn't heal. Physical skills that don't have to be entangled are enough, frightened and his hips pull, and he is bewildered and slashed. I wave my sword without being ready for life or death, so I just feel my own death and become scared and unable to move.

"Are you hooked on enemies to say that your dancing daughter is slow? You're a cute enemy? Yeah, you're scared because you're an octopus, aren't you?

The beasts who helped them were imprisoned in the cathedral. He was a vain eye who even lost his temper from his eyes, erased all the memories he didn't want to remember, but his emotions remained, both sad and painful. Implications are such a thing, and mental manipulation can't be used because it can break your mind. I can't save my mind, can I?

It should be quite the upper level by now - no more residential areas, more warehouses, and lots of droppings. Keep going as you pick up all kinds of droppings, properly classified, organized and dropped.

And a bunch of old men who are ordered to consolidate their formation, but can't even call them soldiers anymore.

That's a frightened eye. Soldiers frightened by fear who knew that if they were slashed, they would die, if they were injured, they would not heal. I guess the knights, who had an arrogant attitude, thought they wouldn't die in the cathedral, a bunch of frightened and trembling cowards now that it's gone. I was too stupid to say pity, I made too many mistakes to ask forgiveness, I was an old man to revamp, die regretting I was born to an old man.

We're just going to be brutally slaughtered, just like we've been doing, right? Yeah, okay? You're scared they'll kill you, aren't you?

"I wonder if there are any more hidden rooms that don't even exist here, there are still four jewels (orbs) and there aren't enough three for the Divine Dragon to come out? If you could grant me any wish, I insisted that Boko be a snake and I wanted to push him into the frame of a decorative snake... yeah, it's got chickens and lizards in it, and if it's about a dragon, it's going to be in there, right? Yeah, you're not answering?

They don't answer, apparently they just have to keep making their own panties. Yeah, I thought you'd finally have more in-house buddies in the underwear production industry? Well, as a matter of fact, JK and the girls mix up to JC and the boys who keep making those panties and bras. I don't feel that the damage to their liking is huge and devastating, but why do all the girls want their underwear so badly from the next? By the way, was it "Maiden's Secret" when you asked?

Behind - - the wand of the right-hand world tree staggered and intertwined with a disastrous demon sword without looking back. A flash of instant breath released while hiding with his own body, slashing up at that moment with the wand of a left-hand world tree without action, vainly cleaves the sky.

The black armored figure leaves the blade tip facing this way, sleeping horizontally on the blade tip and towing it. And the black instant light pierces the sky.

Yeah, it's just a poke of divine speed, just a poke that arrives with light because it's too sick. That was just released in three series of shots in an instant. I destroyed two bullets with my left and right cane, but the third shot plundered.

"I've been hit..." Sealed "? Yeah, the biggest problem is what (...) was sealed. Too many skills to tell!?"

The eyes are visible, there is no problem with wisdom or magic... it is like a magic sword that can seal not only the process of completion, ability (skills), but also the equipment effect (skills).

"Eh, just the wand. It's loaded with about twenty labyrinth gear, lightly more than fifty skills, but is that okay? Well, I don't think we have as many as three digits of skill, but with all the gear, I feel like we're going over three digits, right?

Desperate eyes. It is a desperate desperation to do everything in its power, a desperate desperation to die, a desperate look to do everything in its power to prepare for death. That is an absolute determination.

A cloak of black darkness flicks over the dark armor covering his entire body and the pitch-black demon sword, and a blast of swordtips pushes and wraps up his desperate blow with a series of blows. Black to the point of disastrous, you're cursed... fighting cursed and eroded. Dressed in vicious gear cursed all over his body, he is ready to give up his life and challenge him to death. But the eye is not a cursed, rotten eye, but a properly determined eye of its own accord. That's sad eyes.

"Uh, I'm not something suspicious, am I? Yeah, he's just a passing innocent intruder scouting, and he's a good boy high school student enough to get saint certification because he's not bad at all, right? I mean, you didn't ask, but boys in high school like to poke, but they don't like to be poked, do they? You want to poke me?

The dark temper is gushing from its body so that black smoke can rise, it would taste bad if you didn't remove it before it was possessed. And I'm tired, so let's hurry up... but I can't get close because they poke me? Then they crush the escape with a series of attacks, and a special blow strikes them - with the tip of the cane.

"Mr. Douglas, Shotto! Who is Mr. Douglas? Yeah, thanks for the rattlesnake threat, too, huh? But it's over because it's dangerous, because that demon sword is dangerous, right?

I see it. No body moves at all, and forces like supple strips (springs) rushing around the body. That's in the straight line, how the divine speed thrust moves are rolled out without showing any preliminary motion. The tremendous skill and the electrolithic fire thrust produced by the human detached strip (spring) was an amazing move that went wild in a series of attacks. So I shot through the tip of it, and it's because all my powers are amassing that I lose shape, even if I'm in perfect stature.

Don't you have time for this? Put two World Tree wands together in one to manifest the seven swords, just that it destroys and the body screams and a cold sweat blows out of the whole body. I don't know which is faster than my body breaking or my curse eating up that body, I don't even need to know. If it's a battle with time, you can slow it down.

Even severe pain slowly crawls up the nerves, Mr. Wisdom's fast arithmetic 50% up in one go on "Ascrapious Wand" slowly changes the world. Accelerated body in its delayed flow of time (slow motion) with a "disease-driven anklet" starts moving slowly and self-destructively, if you don't have time to do it anyway, you can stop the flow of time.

The poking technique is definitely a divine technique, but I am also a poking boy high school student who pokes and pokes at both of you every night and night over Mr. Woodpecker! So let's decide, this is the best. It's a clash of moments that won't hold either body any longer, even moments are too permanent!

The fastest blow from motionlessness. Did you see that already? A thrust technique that stretches more than expected, drives your gaze mad at a thrust that slightly exceeds what you expected to see in the future, and is stuffed with a breakdown in posture. But you can avoid it, because it's a back-fist principle?

So poke back. Grasp the end of the wand firmly with the glove of your left hand. Instant light poking reaches out of your left hand, instantly black armor retreats. I see my moves "written" and still make mistakes without showing any fine dust upset. Pushing moves are only a gap when you put them back in, so you can see the moment my punch is stretched out and jump in. I saw it out because it was my move, that's why I hung up.

Gloves that fall out of the tail. I watched the wand go straight out of the supo, judging whether my arm had stretched, avoided it while disorienting, and slowly flew the universe one way or the other in a world of delay time (slow motion), left hand gloves and seven knives...

So I hung up. I poked a void, my poking win! Mostly the world freaks you out, or the one who stutters you wins, right?

I got my bare left hand, and I grabbed the armor. The curse tries to dye my left arm black, but you can do whatever you want, because it's already arrived?

Crash Fist - - It's a basic technique of a shapely fist that takes only half a step out and thrusts through, so it's also called a half-step crash fist. It's just a punch. But the name goes on to say, "Half-step fist, strike the heavens too hard," a punch that has also become the legend of Saint Guo Yun's depth. In a dozen punches, all enemies are said to have fallen. It's a loaded thrust!

Grabbing the armor, he pulls his left hand and takes half a step out of his left leg, while his right hand, which is just protruded, is poked along his left hand. I was just stuck out half a foot from a small, narrow, painful structure from close range, and the penetration wears dark magic and curse, inevitable and alarming because of the small movement, but it works because it punches all of the spiral forces of the trunk into one act, right? Even the bare hand on the left and the glove on the right have the physical magic defense deactivation of the "Gauntlet of Contradictions", and the "Engraved Fist Armor (Knuckle Duster)", which is in there together, is infused with "Holy Magic".

Strike out the curse, plus strip all the gear cursed in "Robbery's Glove" 's "Gear Robbery (Contact Required)" and you'll get black dirt cursed naked sexy black bunny beast sister! Why?

"Hey, I'm innocent, right? Yeah, why are you naked under your armor! That's because I'm not Mr. Black Usa and I'm being cursed! Don't rush, exercise your temper, breathe, breathe in the Holy Magic. There's a" sceptre of Askrapios, "Mr. Chicken (Coca), Mr. Lizard (Basi), please curse and poison! Ah, Thanksgiving, so Mr. Snake (Hud) also plays Yolo! No, it's not gnolo, is it? Yeah, I have to admit, Nyolo, too. It's great. What, almost, but now it's recovery and detoxification, right? Wow, the MP eats my mushrooms all at once... mushrooms, mushrooms, and my sister!

The curse and contamination of the curse to fight will strike me, but if you want to leave your sister, you can curse me on your own. I'll feed you chicken (coca) as much as a curse! Curse poison is just food for snakes and lizards, right? Tentacles make a good kid, don't they? Yeah, I don't think Mr. Mappa Bunny has any good tentacles, do I?

Heal and regenerate while detoxifying and purifying, curse with the holy sword, kill the curse and kill the curse. Additionally isolate and remove the gear cursed by the effect "seal" of the "Holy Cane of the Unrealm". Yeah, I don't have any other reason, do I? You're cursed, so you have to take it off, right? Yeah, 'cause it definitely tastes bad when you do bad things to this rabbit sister.

Usa ears, but her face felt like an adult werewolf daughter, and she was strong for teasing. If it's strength, it's not the old man of the Beast King. It was strength. This, maybe...... the Beasts, the mothers of their daughters? Why are you in the cathedral and cursed? That's weird...... wow, I'm pissed!? Ha! Your dancing daughter is making notes!? Scary!!

Did you do the perfect procedure to help your sister and complete it without skin, but you ended up completing the case and completing your favor of why overlooking this situation? Finished?