Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 123. Labyrinth before noon? F

There's nothing funny about it. If it's not funny, why don't you just keep working inside? Wordless.

That's why I'm adjusting my armor while walking. I'm fine-tuning my magic efficiency and metal quality while smelting with technologically innovative alchemy with the "arm elbow armor of separation fusion" gear effect... dissatisfied face?

"It's like a dog connected by strings to let you walk!

"More than that... kind of like a pelican pelican?

"No, can you connect the high school girl with a string and stop her because she's having a bad walk or something? I mean, it's not a string in the first place, it's a tentacle, okay? Like?"

Speaking of armor on boulders, it seems picturesque and dangerous for boys to stroke a female body armor with raw high school girls wearing it, so I am carefully smelting it with a wired tentacle connection. This meticulous concern must be the first step in the boys' ambition to increase their liking! Yeah, that's thoughtful.

"" "So don't connect your tentacles easily to your maiden!

No! But unlike trees, metal has a bad magic street. Mithrills are conductive and have blocking and accumulation effects. They are versatile enough to be amplified, but they cannot be rectified or circulated. The essence is only metal, but magic is easy to tame and retain. It works when carved well with the magic formations, and although it can be a magic medium, it is completely different in nature from the tree system.

"Hmm, full-body wooden armor (with leaves) is more efficient, but less defensive... where does the leaf go? No, the Gilly Suit-style armor... the forest is good, but don't stand out if it's a labyrinth!? It's going to be mistaken for a Ning Lo demon. But if you put a leaf over the head of a little raccoon's gear, there's a chance that a" change "effect will be granted to the Pompocolin... Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Ouch, it hurts too much! Hey, I'm getting hit in the head by a little raccoon demon, what are you doing with the avant-garde?!?"

"No, that's avant-garde. Yeah, let me remind you that when I say little raccoon, I get angry, okay?

You think it's funny how you ruined something that never happened? You got a headache wearing that? Gazigazi?

And the battle. No, it's usually overwhelmingly strong, just the first to unleash magic without doing it at all. Kill the hierarchy one after the other, but if you don't like it, the battle is delayed once and for all. And you're more or less bad at bugs or tentacles? Do you even feel bad about it?

Potato bugs that drill holes in straw walls and the ground, women who fight to be completely surrounded by straw and straw from all directions by worm juice-laden potato bugs who may be able to work hard if they think they are round and creepy cute.

"" "Smile." Straw, don't smile. Help me!

"No, don't let ourselves get our hands on it or slay the bugs and complain!?"

Yes, when you get your hands on me, you get mad when you're laughing at me, don't you? That's an affair, isn't it?

"Ahhh! Crushed with a shield bash! Splashed out!

"Poking or slashing, blowing out... this sticky liquid!? I'm screwed."

"No, ahhh! Retreat while attacking, formation does not collapse and retreat. Watch your step!"

"" "Already! Yao-kun's skipping, so you got hung up in Vietnam!

"That's a terrible allegation, defamation of a boy high school student is a wounded liking in a heart injury case. Mr. Likeness is a bug breath, right? Just for bugs (Doyah!

Why are we all looking away at each other at the same time - you were right because you are in battle! Yeah, let's look forward and fight, shall we?

"I didn't say it! I'm telling you not to sprinkle the maiden with worm juice! Why does worm juice pour down here every time?

"What's the law of gravity and inertia, so it's a physical cause, and I'm not bad because I'm not a physics rationale, Mr. Literature (Doyah?

"Don't physically attack us! Why don't you just bathe yourself!?"

The girls have the strength to form a line, but inevitably their mobility will be shredded, their defense and counterattack are safe and secure, but they are doomed to inevitable punches of liquid. It doesn't matter because I'm on the run, I'm on the run when I do.

This labyrinth is a massive gush of miscellaneous fish, bathing in insect juice in exchange for the stability of crushing and slashing the saturated attack of its quantity in formation with safety and certainty. But it's better to get used to it and deal with it, it's safe because it's okay to bathe in strong acidic worm juice, if armor is damaged in combat, it's dangerous to bathe.

"Then I'll take it. - Don't complain later, okay?

The girls are retreating enough to stay in the safe zone while keeping the potato bugs under control from long distances. Yeah, you haven't put the ejection pressure from the compression in the calculation, have you?

Accelerate the rocks that have been destroyed and cut out of the ceiling and eject them to the ground. Crushed and bounced by the pouring rain of furious falling rocks, the rain of worm juice bursting and erupting. I'm evacuating the ceiling and wind membrane. Demon Says and the others are evacuating this way, I know exactly what they're doing. Compared to that...

"No, ahhh!" "Ahhh!" "Ghaaaa!

High School Girls' Nose Shouts. A chunk of white cloudy doll drips mucus and pulls the thread, whilst tucking it into a cloudy pond. Yeah, you're miserable, aren't you?

"" "You're definitely doing this deliberately!

It's a female cloudy fluid. Are you a little cocky? In a compression rupture, the high-pressure worm juice was sprayed as a splash, and further sprayed and scattered under the wind pressure of a falling rock. Yeah, that's tragic, huh?

"No, because it usually pours, doesn't it? The compressed worm juice spray raises the splash and pours it down, right? Yeah, you're not experienced enough, are you?

"It's not enough! Because even demons have never had the experience of dealing with what people do when walking in the ceiling and pouring rocks down!?"

I have no pity in saying that it is crucial to assume every situation every day and to devise a response. Yeah, because both the Labyrinth Imperial Army and Mr. Demon Says and your horses walk in the ceiling, right? It's normal, right? Yeah, what's not normal is the Mojas who don't have the skills but can run the walls are the ones who are abnormal, right? Those guys, they're just doing that thing with momentum, right?

I'm afraid of looking like a cloudy doll on top of the octopus! I'm drooling and I'm doubling my fear again... Yeah, let's apologize. 'Cause we're getting close!

Mr. Munchkin Spatz washes his armor with water from the item bag, which wind magically compresses and flows to the hose. In other words, as the water splash rises, it is very thin and snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly, while the high school girls raw meat spats are washing their armor snuggly while wet, soaking wet and blistering with sweat and spraying high pressure water with a hose, and the thin fabric wet and snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggly snuggling in the splashy splash is even clearer. I want to go home. Hey, it's a hell of a life for boys in high school!

Puffy shaking and bouncing in conjunction with rubbing with a brush, every time I poke my butt up with a frontal bend and rub it against this one, I change shape with the munchkin. Mr. Fleshy Spatz eats all the richness and rips and sucks!

This was bad if I wet it! The curves and cubes where the shadows highlight the protuberance and edge the flesh in 3D, the fabric of eating and extremely thin stretching, which is tensioned and tightened up to fine irregularities, are lifted round and pulled to give a sense of clarity.

From the manufacturer's point of view, I braided it so that it wouldn't allow for transmission, so it's supposed to be my fault, but I think it looks transparent, it just looks the same as the stockings! I will improve the quality of the armor that is brought to me one after the other through inspection and maintenance and smelting... but it's lunch now.

Well, whenever you see it every day, armor is shiny, if it hurts at all, it's brought to repair, you don't want to get dirty because you take care of it and you don't want to get into the worm juice demon, but it's good to break it, get dirty and scratched, okay? That's an armor for being blurry instead of the contents, and if you protect even the people inside, it's a good thing to break down, right?

Carefully wipe with a cloth to polish it up and stroke it like it's important. Treating life-saving things with care is fundamental, but when you risk your life, you should abandon it... Sounds important? It's also a good thing, and it tends not to be good, but when it's serious, it comes back broken properly. Can't you grow up and afford it in the labyrinth?

"I'm ready for lunch -... did you still have it? No, yeah, good luck?

It wasn't growing at all! Trident, a trident, pierces the spark to scatter and instantly replaces the giant carbonara sphere with a fast rotation, obstinate. Pasta pulls together and moves big to the left to the right, pressing each other against each other with a puffy sway munchkin.

"That noodle is mine!

"Uh, there was a lot of Mr. Ham there, but no!

"Hey, it's mine! Don't eat me up!

"Antitrust! All the pasta is mine!

"" No, no, no, no, no, no, no. "

Raw Meat of Raw Girl High School Girl Hell Munchkin Hell Scroll, Spectacular Sight You Don't Know the Taste Even If You Eat It...... why do you come together and surround it! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! That's something you shouldn't eat!

You should have said so much to worm juice. Spilling white liquid from your mouth, splashing white liquid across your face. Optical camouflage and self-regulated collaboration unacceptable when the Great War is breaking out and bursting or breaking out is eating admirably in a panoramic development, huh?

I wait for the noise to end as I wipe the mouths of the clever Demon Says sequentially.

"" "Far-kun, take your place! More boiled egg slices!

The war doesn't seem to end. No, I'm gonna make a fortune. - I'm gonna make it, so don't come near me with white liquid out of your mouth, okay? Yeah, you want me to wipe your mouth? In order? There's the napkin... Yes, let me wipe it? Yeah, you're scared of something!