Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 208 Noon Border Labyrinth 83F

Wash the cloud-coated ladies in an impromptu shower and exchange a swordfish with Mr. Owl Lion, whose muddy sight of the soggy, perfectly wet wet sucks due to lack of hot air and monstrous light, who rushes into the lower level in a refreshing and forward bend to wait for a forward bend!

"No, even if they say" HEAVY TIRACOLEO LV83, "it's Mr. Owl Lion, but it has nothing to do with Mr. Lion. It's like Mr. Owl Lion, who is extinct, but is close to Mr. Couscous and Mr. Lion, but insists it's Mr. Owl Lion (TIRACOLEO)!" (Poyopoyo) (Grunts)

Tiracoleo was known for his very strong biting power as a characteristic, and the strength of biting power per weight was presumed to be stronger than Lion's... well, I'm sure the Society also says that he's pretty compared to a raccoon, right? Yeah, if you have any objections, let's play the raccoon!!

"Yeah, even though Mr. Owl Lion was said to have quiet plant food bags in the first place, the fruit food theory was denied these days because the state of tooth polishing is so similar to that of a carnivore, like a carnivorous bag, which is as chewy as a large lion. Even though it is said to have been three times as chewy as a mass-produced lion, and until a while ago it was said to have been about the size of a leopard, there have been many theories these days that it was more like a disappointing bear in stature... oh my god, it was a kangaroo looking crowning style that looked like a couscous ignoring all the theories in different worlds, and also jabbed out of gorgeous footwork in Detroit style!"

Then I suppose it would be the ancient large kangaroo Mr. Procoptodon or Mr. Sternus, but I dive through the barrage of fast jabs from Mr. Owl Lion's sharp step-in, who insists he's a stubbornly baggy lion (Tiracoleo)!

"Damn, if this is the case, I should have called Mr. Dempsey Roll, a gluteal limb with glutes and thighs, but you can't call him because you can bump him when you call him, can you?" (Pulp) (Gasps)

Shuffle the W-front kick from the leap, knock it off with a dragonfish tentacle with a blind spot in a large upward orbit, and quickly shoot down a series of manicured jabs with a large number of tentacles.

"Humans have more clever hands than any animal, and many deceive flowery theories that it's the result of evolving to be able to handle tools cleverly, but it's actually about 46,000 years earlier for bagged people to try to challenge the Boko Specialist race that it's the result of evolving to punch them... by then Mr. Owl Lion was just in his age of extinction. Complexity, wasn't it?" (Poyo poyo!?) (GUG?

Yes, people can create a hard clench when they overlap their thumbs over four folded fingers, but this is an evolutionary form of boko specialization that no primate, such as chimpanzees or gorillas, can do! Yeah, and he's a useful battle breed to beat with a stick!

"" "So why are we rolling out super high level kickboxing on the same level as Mr. Kangaroo!?" "Yeah, and because the human clench and Mr. Tentacle's hundred fist are completely evolutionarily irrelevant!" "I wonder how long the hell you've been fooling people?" "But only Mr. Labyrinth, a giant, tremendous leap and velocity?" "Yeah, you met the person in the world you shouldn't have kicked in the air, right?" "Oh, Shining Muay Thai Knee Kick (Tenkau)!" "I wonder what it means to be glowing already!?" "First, Mr. Heavy Tiracoleo is the victim at a time when he's blinding himself with sand, isn't he?" "" I mean, I haven't had lunch yet!! "" "Yeah, and then about the gluteal limb position" Dempsey "Roll user. It's physical language (OHANASHI)!

When I thought it was an intrusion, I was in the audience "Gallery" in Mr. Wet Munchkin Spats perfectly, and for some reason my guilty "Gilty" has been decided!? Well, I'll prune Mr. Owl Lion's neck, which is already perceived to be completely kangaroo, a giant and robust that doesn't work at all, kicking or hitting him, and go out and line up the lunches he's made inside the morning. Yeah, he was a messy, weak labyrinth king when he attacked from above, wasn't he?

"" "It's a character valve!" "" No, it's Mr. Gob's character valve!? "" Yeah, the real version was a creepy valve!? "" But well, better than Mr. Yumsi's character valve? "" Stop! That's because it's definitely not a character!! "" It looks gobbly (that) but it's delicious! "" Oh, there's Mr. Kobo, too? "" "" Yeah, the problem is, is that one after that is an oak, is that your wife? "" "Ooh, Mr. Slime, it's a character valve!?" (PURPLE!?) (Gwagwa?) "I think it's just a bomb nappy and a gogi cake, too, right?" "" "To this effect, delicious!", "" Welcome "," Yeah, I'm hungry "," Okay, labyrinth tread, "My Mistress"! "" I have to earn my lunch! "" Follow Me "

Fluffy for lunch, the satisfied ladies dispersed and went out to earn rough money, and the Labyrinth Emperors were dispatched to escort and train. Let's stray into the deep labyrinth, which crossed over to Mr. Dora in the quieter meadows and transformed the entrance into a feeling that created a very similar look and atmosphere to the middle labyrinth made promised by the noon walk Drive, wearing Mr. Slime on his head! Yeah, nice work, huh?

"Right here. I thought it was pretty deep because the attack stopped on level 33, but it doesn't seem like a big deal, does it? Yeah, that's pretty much the spacing and spatial design, but the flair and fun are subtle from a landscape point of view, huh?" (Pom Pom) (Gasps)

There is still no monster with an adventurer or army in it, but if it hasn't moved on from the thirty tier platform, then there must be a gappo gappo and best of luck load waiting from there. I tried going down with that in mind, but if we get there, hell.

Terrible hierarchy - yes, that was the infinite gushing of the aging stinking demon Old Man!!

Day 208 Noon Border Labyrinth 33F

Forced pushing was bad. An example of a fast-paced battle seen as impossible, but too many formations were broken up by demons and the chain of command collapsed. But if we retreat now, it is more obvious than seeing fire that those who are running late will perish, but as it is, too many formations have fallen apart to retreat even in Jiri poverty.

"You can't be like a brunette princess." "Oh, I thought you could just imitate, but once you collapse, you can't get back on your feet."

It is a mixed unit in which many races took part, which also allows us to cope with the diversity of the labyrinth. But once it breaks down, the cooperation is disrupted and it can't be cleaned up. The front line collapsed, the elves who came in to cover me were besieged, and the beasts stopped the crisis that was about to break up... then the lord is a showcase for the people. What makes the border troops kill their people without putting up their bodies on this border?

"Just make sure you leave, and gather the rest. Break in and roll out, we're good on the wall!" "" "Ooh, I got it!

It is only possible to disable the state anomaly with the equipment, but the spirit is exhausted by the magic that is shredded each time. Long-term battles are impossible, but we can only prolong them now... and when this happens, we won't even forgive them.

"I'll take your place, so take the wounded and leave!" "Sorry!" "Back off because it's good, it's a showcase for the Border Army from here!" "I'm sorry, but I'll mix up the Kingsguard division too," "You idiot followed me... you're gonna die?" "You may die, but you are not willing to die. We only think about living… it's no use thinking about what happens after we die."

Use your body as a shield and your life as a wall - what is the soldier "Takeshi" without the Border Army protecting the man who fights for the border?

"Ugh, can't this retreat?" "You're eating into exit, you're going to have to stay to lower the wounded." "Anyway, retreat the Beast Man, it's too incompatible."

Worst of all, we are never going to die, but we are ordered to hang on this armor and sword and never die... we are unacceptably thankful to die and so on, but the war situation just keeps changing and overshadowing the worst.

Quietly wrapped in the shadow of death, the moment it swallowed up - death is killed, laughter mocks death. Blacker than darkness, let's face worse than evil. Black shadows that delightfully stare and terrorize the horrors of the Labyrinth as the Demon Stone "Octopus", fear destined to die and be the Demon Stone "Octopus" from before the battle frightens me.

"Is that it? I thought it was all an old man. Black is a good old man with demon stones, and this one isn't going to have demon stones. Don't need an old man?" "No, I certainly don't get demon stones, but can you tell just the Dark Knight from the old man? No, seriously!!" "Good, we're leaving, we're in the way. I mean, you can't tell, so run!" "It's a disaster, it tastes worse than the worst! Retreat!!"

Death frightens me. The knights of darkness, wrapped in death and poison, wind up in the inferno of chaos, mowing their necks as they lay down their demonic stones, driving the knights into darkness in an irrational hunt that is besieged and exterminated.

"Sa, catastrophe!?" "Oh, I thought this place was a death tragedy," "Oh, hell is being laughed at," "Hurry up and pull out to the stairs anyway!" "Hurry up, if that black knight" Old Man "runs out, this one's gonna suck!" "I'm only twenty years old Hathatch......" "" Give it up, that face is an old man! "" "(Poyopoyo) (GUG)

Border soldiers who hated demons and resented kingdoms and other countries. It is helped by elves and beasts, protected and retreated by demons while being helped by church forces. It's the best luxury to die, but that's why you'll never die. I'm sure we won't be allowed that luxury for the rest of our lives.

"Three-three hierarchies with abnormal states and instant death spells, this is what you expect from a drop, while lifting a hurdle and dropping a" guillotine "? Summer salt kick from? from...... like a bar! Something like a bar! Something like a bar!!"

The darkness without emotion scares me, and the curse without life frightens me to death. It seems to have been a tour of hell for all who fear that the devil is poorer than the devil, the devil is worse than the devil, and the brake is poorer than the poor. Death is given to everything equally, and the true fear of the periphery, which calls the Ayakuru Demon Stone a drop - that's the way to go!

"Shit, you were worried about me by the guild." "Oh, you're being overly mean... you must have been asked." "I'm sorry." "Don't worry, we'll all be pissed off later."

At least I want to knock it down and take it over to the 50 tier hierarchy owners. If we can't go from there, did we at least go that far wrong... at least the end of the day when the results can be helped by the children, whilst being willing to be adults who are not ashamed of them. Moreover, and more importantly, came the most fearful boy (Unfan Terrible).

"I wish the demons had been honestly killed by us, too." "Oh, the old man and the labyrinth have strained their will, and in the end the scariest thing has appeared." "That's... a disaster." "If it's your first time, don't be fascinated to see it. It's a different thing."

It seems that we are fighting, and its fruit is the outbreak of genocide that we have not even fought at all. The dark knight, who looks like he's been hit from the front and rubbed through without even being able to relate while looking slashed, is hunted without being able to do anything. Shaking cheerfully like a ghost in the unseen, disappearing and necking delightfully, irrational killing plays that are incomprehensible no matter how you watch them happen, are funnier than comedy in the play and brutally more beautiful than their performances...... that is only suicidal no matter how much you try to imitate it, even if you are fascinated.

"Yeah, if you're a demon with a spell on your armor, if you beat the spell, your armor is a drop? Hi-ha-ha!" (Pulp) (Grunts)

The darkness of death turns into fallen objects, cruelly armoured, brutally stripped of weapons, cruelly packed with demonic stones. It was taught that it was best to win without a fight, but something that wasn't even a fight crushed the resentment at the bottom of the earth. Borderline beginners can stay enthralled as if their souls had been plucked by the sight.

The only thing that can kill a cruel fate is more cruel than that. And the only one who can kill death is the one who moves ahead of the dead. You must have found out that the only one who could do that was on the other side of the dead line, the only one who could play with death... that if you can't imitate it, it's something completely different from strength.

"Hey, I finally learned to run out to Mr. Dora. Eh! So the killer is Mr. Slime over Mr. Dora's head? Yeah, it was a habitual offense not even in rebellion!!" (Poyo Poyo) (Gaga)

And the silence - from the ground, the screams of the demons, disappearing as resentment swallowed by the fuss of witch mountain games. Labyrinth outrages are bogged down with violence, and the tyrants of assault, where the glittering dark uprising is rampant, show their outrage.

The seriously wounded also regain consciousness by swallowing mushrooms and marveling at what happened. When I woke up from a dream, it was a nightmare, and I guess dreams are much more realistic and my mind refuses to understand.

"He's gone?" "Oh, I guess that doesn't cost you the inn again, huh?" "Oh, that's disaster..." "Uh, not today if you see that one." "Oh, that's poisonous for beginners of the border." "Well, now you won't freak out about the demons." "That's training when you leave..." "Yay, you scared sisters are going to wait!?" "

The will gets in the way even if they tell you not to. But such a small self-esteem of a beginner on the border, Mon, would have been broken in a pocket. And I guess all sorts of things will be pressurized and broken by Vakibaki from now on.

"Are you kidding me, we're coaches too?" "Oh... maybe instructional training." "Bogus." "At first, everybody thinks," If you're treated like that, it's not bad "?" "Oh, the transcendental beauty is transcendental, or life-threatening?" "Well, I'm sure it would kill 99/99%, what about newcomers?

Shit, we coaches are going to pass up to about 99/99999%. In a brunette country at times like this, they say... the old man is hard, huh?