Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 169 After noon Border Meadows

The most powerful insanity in the labyrinth waiting for the devil at the bottom of the manipulative ground - yes, the sex emperor dances with the devil, and Mr. Slime dances with Po Po?

"" "It was a wasted use of Solomon's ring I hadn't tasted!?" "

Hand-wave with the junior demon "Yville Flower LV33" for a cossack dance from the ultra-fast mime mime mime, and a breakdance backspin with extreme ease?

"" "Ah, you've served again, haven't you?

(Poyo poyo)

I'm playing with Mr. Slime spinning around with a headspin, a more unusual routine than usual at the time I was playing in the labyrinth before that.

"Oh, flowers and thriller dancing?

"" "Yeah, you're brilliant!?" "

"Don't let flowers fool you! It has tentacles!?"

Labyrinth training in the morning has all gone wild with knife trials, and as a result the training is halfway through. But thinking the time was subtle, he defeated the 50-story labyrinth king and headed back to the ground to the nearby lower labyrinth... it was too late there.

"Seems like he's willing to api innocent, innocent high school boys who can play with flowers, huh?

"Dancing with the devil and being fond of strange creatures that hi-touch each other with tentacles... are you going to api Mr. Monster?

"Normally it's a fantastic" fantasy "when you dance with flowers, but I think it's a weird" horror chick "because it thrillers dance."

To call it a doll, a color-removing flower that moves the plants completely, but leaves like hands and feet, and walks upright. They're willing to decorate the city with flowers beautifully without moisture... They're thinking about operating a set of Yville Flowers that can move around to Rafflesia, who's not maneuverable but who cares what's growing and getting stronger.

"It's beautiful and gorgeous..." "It looks good for crime prevention." "First, I need to do something about the folks in the woods (elves) who are blushing and breathing rough!?" "Uh... Was it the Rafflesian experience..."

Refresh your mind, renounce your thoughts, decide not to see and leave your sex emperor for the next labyrinth.

"Retake your mind and re-step (Attack), one of the three pairs of Three Man Cells is accompanied by an instructor, right? Yeah, Mr. Slime is good, but the sex emperor eliminates it, because if they teach you, you can't take it back!

"" "" Copy that! "

"Yeah, in the face of humiliating high school boy discrimination that makes good with the flowers while drinking coffee, how does this feel about going to the labyrinth of the other world with regret? Yeah, okay? Like?"

(Poyo poyo)

Yes, because the sex emperor who was in quarantine followed you?

"All men assault! Except for the sex emperor!

"" "" "Roger, Yar!"

Collaboration that does not flow, but is precise, interlocking movements that understand each other's intentions and grasp their location. You can't have a battle in formation and an operational conference in encounter, if you get ambushed, it takes time in formation, destroy each and every collective... a vicious and very intrusive ally that destroys its practice and common sense!

Along the way, he stepped through the hierarchy and ran into it, haunted by jumping viscosities and sex emperors roaming the walls and ceilings.

It's a disaster. Being out is dangerous in itself, but what Angelica and the others saw when they were here is huge... it must be a valuable experience.

Yeah, throw in the sex emperor because it's dangerous.

Fast 3D manoeuvre of a space where recoil and inertia swirl into each other, with zero gravity and recoil created only for a moment by the inertia of that vast body's multi-axial motion. The immobilization of the moment of time and space in super acceleration, pointing the wand straight...... a time equal to just a moment zero that allows sniping at the demonic nucleus "Core".

"Target supplement," Lock-on, "shooting randomly. Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

"" "That's not sniping! And Mr. Gay Borg is going to be forgotten, so I'm going to give him a name. Yeah, eh!

The hierarchical lord of the lower labyrinth had also knocked him down without difficulty and had invaded without any problems (except the sex emperor). At the arrow tip, the fifty-nine hierarchy was the trap room Trap House of Fear.

It's good to have been through, this is the marvel of the labyrinth. We know with our own hands that Sphinx nearly killed us... but the sex emperor loves to deliberately fit into traps, and is very good at tricking traps into "squid" and abusing them. The Elves, the Sisters and the Kingsguard sisters are overwhelmed by that alien fear and learn more about the alien heresy!

So take a tour of the labyrinth's irrational trap and the insane moves of the sex emperor. Yeah, and if I join you, it's going to destroy your common sense?

Ghost Tree LV59, the Necromancer tree, slowly progresses through countless Necromancer gaps that respond to that motion, forcing time and patience to crush the core of the body closer together.

Yeah, I guess I never imagined you would just pop in and start flying in and jump around in the air all of a sudden. Kind of a momentum where the Necromancer stutters too much and his heart stops.

The battlefield dominated by space like chess to the Necromancers, where I guess I was willing to fight quietly while reading all the movements with minimal movement. And cunningly trapping, inviting snipers in a straight line to the tree of the body that was born only for a moment. That one hooks us up too, fooled and deceived by a moment of opportunity in a situation where we were forced to be patient... I barely know it because I look away and overlook it, and that's a horrible trap.

Yes, because the demons are trapped in common sense...... so I believe it would be a win if I stuffed the sniper out of the blind spot while I was holding back the sniper with a number of walls, trying to besiege you while the reapers dancing in the sky blocked the rays, and I seriously consider it a win in common sense.

Yeah, I'm sure the demon couldn't even recognize "shooting mess" as a sniper, you've never even thought about claiming that one was a sniper!

"Hi-ha-ha," Chest "! To, do it!

(Poyo poyo)

"Wow, the demon with the spicy trap is miserable..."

"Do you want me to aim for snipers or a breakthrough - scary, do you think you're a common sense guy?

"Yeah, I'm gonna go for that one... and you're gonna get your foot stopped and killed"

"Yeah, I wouldn't normally think of sniping all directions at once... I can't believe I'd call that a sniper"

"Hey, I need to stop. Your bow daughter wants Avenger!?"

"" "No! That's the God Spear Gay Borg, because you could be dead if you use it normally!!" "

"I want to shoot you - just a little bit, just the tip -..."

"" "Don't let the maiden remember that far-off theory! Not a little further ahead!!" "

There are rules in the trap room, but there are no definite ways to attack them.

No matter how carefully, if you take proper steps, when they kill you, they kill you. Such a despicable labyrinth trap is cowardly and outrageously insane... It seems that Mr. Ghosttree is made "Chest" by the rare slaughter of the display and stick streams. I'm sure the otherworldly demon doesn't even know what chest and hanging means, but it's irrational to be made "chest".

Yeah, it's horrible up to the wood, and it's cursed, so I don't think I can sell it, do I? I mean, if you knock him down, he'll turn into a demon stone, right?

"Well, it's good to see the trap room... just to be properly remembered, Mr. Ghosttree's hard work?

"Well, that insane mess of shooting... you'll never forget the sight of spirits purified by divine spears disappearing brilliantly"

It is a violent purification, a bouncing trek of demon bullets that disrupt and shoot captive resentful souls.

Yeah, I'm the Hierarchist next, but I'm not going to be thrilled... we're all really blinded by the innkeeper who makes Chest in the fantasy of the glowing grains disappearing. I'm guessing Mr. Ghosttree is also reflecting from the bottom of his mind on what would be a dollhouse-style Art Deco cat leg.

Yeah, you'd better be Raku the Demon Stone soon, right? 'Cause you're gonna be decorated, right?