Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 190 Noon Border Labyrinth 92F

Orthodox skeleton knights stand on a wide hierarchical (floor) 92 hierarchy, equipped with moves for pure strength and speed. And behind the army is a full-fledged army with even Mr. Skeleton General in command.

And then the void screams, and the sound of arrows slashing and tearing through the sky echoes the hierarchy - a battle. A silver shield is arranged, a brilliant spear fills it without gaps, a shining sword and armor flashes, a big, scenic rock rolls, oil sprinkles and flames rough, and Battle, a magnificent, otherworldly battlefield where the skeletons begin to thriller dance together as the Divine Wolf Wang runs out of bones.

"Yeah, if Mr. Skeleton General is a bad Nori or a lighter, can't he also have the effect of" 40% up Robe ALL of Skeleton King Disabling Physical Magic Reflections (Extreme) Avoidance Correction (Extreme) Skeleton Soldier Creation, Manipulation (Required Skeleton) "or just not feel united around that perimeter? You're just a boner for a skeleton who doesn't thrill dance, right? Yeah, can you do that?

(Wahwaf ♥ gazigazigazigazigazigazi......)

(Poyo poyo ♪ Poyo poyo poyo...)

Orthodox can be weak in oddity, and the bones, regardless of holy evil, can be swallowed by dogs (Fenrir). And I'm vulnerable to the Labyrinth royals, no matter what, no matter how or mostly they are!

In a disturbed and dancing crumbling formation, the labyrinth emperor is shattered and scattered without fulfilment, and in a dance without beauty he is crushed and engraved without even being able to express a sharp sense of grubbing-up, crushed by crude calcium shortages in an attempt to lay down a great sword and wrap himself in armor, and a tragic and tragic ravage play with a vain orbit visible in tears - - isn't this war?

And the General (General), who is deliciously served by Mr. Slime and sinks into the viscosity as he wields some meaningless blue sword in vain. And then the high-ranking knight who was lined up on both sides of General Fenrir and Jiu-Tao were having a good time shooting a good red spear down the drain?

The other elephants were slaughtered with pleasure in the sword moves of the princesses. Again, it bothers me to be late when I'm dancing with Mr. Skeleton... because I'm forced to? Something motivated me to stick my hands forward and wait!? No, I had a weapon?

"I think it's time to end it, but I'll have lunch first, or Mi na go lo si ♥, and then eat outside?

"" "" Mi na go lo si ♥, I will eat outside ""

(Pulp)

Magic fluctuations that increase as you go down the stairs at the end of the lunch conference, accelerating back hand-foot walking (Spider Walk)!!

And the 93 hierarchy is the poor archenemy, Rich. Magic formations unfolding on one side of the sky shine together, a concentrated attack of immense magic power. It's a saturated attack of sorcery... just right?

"You want it?

(ears, pretentious, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo)

It was unanimous and an immediate rejection from all denials!?

"Hey, you can have magic, or if you're crushing magic, there's a big, wide walk through the rush to get ahead of you, and you're late for a big, wide walk. With my brilliant talent and wisdom, I can't stop myself from walking with my great heart's brilliance!

At last, Nine Tails' abilities were utilized in addition to late-night and mundane brush brush brush blaming, and the senses were grasped. Nine magical bodies, but in an independent form of control unlike tentacles, it was also useful to stroke raw skin already, but its essence was external input and output devices (devices) and accumulation devices (batteries).

Pay for the simultaneous pouring of thunder hammers with nine tails, absorb and convert to MP. And then we convert the attributes, release them from the Nine Tails, and... wrap them around!

"Whether it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn. Hey, Kyouo sucks!

I don't even know which way to go because the school building stays runaway and there is no window vitreous so I lean around the latter demon craftsman Rich and roll him around with a slope "Here's the deal," rather than saying that he will run out in shrinkage all the way through the rolling clutch hold from bathing and kicking, but he's not going to, and the traffic weak (Rich) who gets away with it is overcrowded due to his location and pulls his knife with seven falls to defeat Rich while slashing and slashing. With a disease that doesn't end in a martial (mu) battle...... this is what I thought was more horrible sorority!!

"It's dangerous!" "Runaway Dangerous Acts! Body too, but also someone who looks dangerous!! Can't roll!!" (PURPLE ")

When I released the absorbed magic back, I blew it back up, and when I thought it was hard enough to shuffle and endure it dressed up, I couldn't stop the rampant rotation of the name "Impulse to not even stop walking on the back hand and foot (Spider Walk)". It was an accident, turning right and left across the flying speed and this side? Does that hurt?

"No, I don't know if it hurts from a self-inflicted accident, or from self-destruct, so I'm going to maximize the pain. (Rich) So much for the use of the hell-car rolling clutch Richhold that goes round and round with the hem division delivered from me to Mr. Rich? Did you say you lost your soul, or did you fall?" (Poyo poyo?

Yeah, is there still a lower level... that was pretty deep, huh?