Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 226 After noon Glamorous Is Happiness Castle Wall, Kingdom of Oilene

The great army, the force push by the enormous power of war and the great invasion that prepared the ploy behind it. Even that is a man-made sea tactic caused by an enormous number of pressures just to explore the power of war while watching how it goes in a small way.

Yes, it's hard to come, so after lunch it's a bath, plus a table tennis tournament, and I finally arrived when I was forced to develop Mr. Demon Stone Powered Air Hockey until the 3: 00 snack contest cup. Yeah, I thought it was gonna be night, huh?

A super-intensive army in which the earth is filled with men, rather than troops filling the earth. I mean, ugly, vast, infinite old hell full of doomed old men! I'm guessing this is even looking good, and I'm observing an extended counterattack over here. And... if you think you've read through this hand, you're going to hit the strongest hand at once... Yeah, why don't you read the air and buy a mushroom-shaped pennant?

"In numbers, it is troublesome to separate an army that is being forced to fight and the Superior Squad that is watching over it" "I was still being planted with operatives, my head was being held by Shinraku for sabotage work from within" "The intruder is also secured by the adorable adorable doll Figurine"! "" It's a rafflesia jungle course and no wind cloud golem trap aisle breaker, "" followed by the eighty-third, the 166th pit, buried by a ton of old men. Full "" Treasure Hall Buns In Stock Only a few cup noodles are sold out! Pennant, there's no movement!

The treasure house is stiff and lucrative, even though it has a lot of hands! So a fantasy maze that intimidates and pulls in from above and rips off entrance fees forever...... yeah, it's a movable golem aisle, so there's no exit, is there? And shooting simultaneously, a fire line wears a dark cloud of pitch black covering the sky.

"I knew you had a balloon bat out," "Hot air balloon-like stuff has been confirmed later," "I'm towing it," "Well, balloons are reckless," "Yeah, Mr. 88mm (Ahatoahat) has become famous for his anti-tank gun... even though he was originally an anti-aircraft gun, huh?" "" "Muchassiyagatte" "

Unlike hot air balloons, demonic balloon bats can't go up to high altitudes with thin magic vegetables. So even though it was 88 mm (ahat ahat), it's finally time to flag back! Yeah, I've become famous for my anti-tank battles, but they're supposed to be anti-aircraft guns, right?

"Underground chain explosion confirmed, TA-NUK1 pursuit mine activated!" "Seventh, second, three and five, six more collapses confirmed!

And the Corps of Engineers digging a classic underground tunnel, they come across a buried Shinraku burn, explode while being torn apart and collapse?

"You're tough on persistence, huh?" "" "I don't care what you think. You just look like you're draining soldiers for nothing?" "" Yeah, how many big countries? "" Damage is terrible.

Pressed in numbers, vigilant with hands, they see every action. It's a disuse of forcible reconnaissance, with no display of combat power or back hand at all. Even the three star daughters, who did not read their hands and whose captors were inside, had no lateral connection and little information. A conspiratorial ploy by which secrecy shows a fiction and confuses it.

"No, if that's enough food to feed you in vain or starve you to death in vain, you're wasting it as a dead soldier and throwing it away, aren't you? Ecological, huh? Yeah, maybe it's a CO reduction?

It is an economic 'ecological' war that has been wasted up to human resources, where food, maintenance costs and people are able to see everything in numbers and manage it efficiently. Yeah, 'cause you're a friendly enemy who drops food, whether you pick it up or not, and you're a courteous polite man who magically replenishes you with a demon cannon from time to time, so it's a bargain this way, right?

"Sixth area, new unit confirmed, it's an old man!" "Confirm a new old man even in the eleventh area!" "" What are you making me report, what!! "" Well, you can't cut backup, "" Human Sea Tactics... that's pathetic, ""... yeah ""

'Cause while this is all the big army, this is all the infinite sea of people, and no matter how much you look for, no matter how much you look for, there's no Bikini Armor's Sexy Amazonas Troop, an old man's sea that smells like a whirlpool! Ha, this is a polluting attack by an aging odor!?

Yeah, what a bad character enemy!?

Day 226 After noon Glamorous Is Happiness Castle Wall, Kingdom of Oilene

Yeah, what a bad personality ally! And what sad eyes. So I will never forget, the eyes that were more scratched than anyone in the war to protect my country.

The heat of a person who even changes the temperature, as far as that can be seen, is pressurized with a large army filled with people, and the multiple measures prepared for the periphery behind it are... all collapsed and abused in a single word by "the heel of something like this".

The brutality of a plot in which the multiple stretches of that divine conspiracy and the feared empire are all read through, prepared and viciously abused.

"I've been waiting for that hard-earned underground tunnel right before it opened all this time. I'm terrible with my bad personality!" "Hey, that's just a good self pit for a trap because you're digging me, so why don't you say it feels eco-friendly to let me make the most of it thankfully? Yeah, I think Mr. Likeness would be happy, huh?" "" "Where the hell are you in the Three Thousand Worlds, Mr. Favor?!" "

Yes, the walls of the firepillars tear the battlefield apart and burn down the soldiers who are dense and unable to move without remnants. And the tragedy of ground troops caught up in a falling earth and a sudden army falling in a trench made of chess knockouts... so let them dig and leave them and destroy them near completion.

"Even the balloons went all up, where they started invading and were the most exciting..." "" And it's panic to drop them directly over the army!? "" "No, 'cause they looked up and they were all excited, so you promised to crash" Dive "directly into your audience at the culmination of an exhilarating and frying mood? Yeah, that's exciting, huh?" "" "I'm screaming! I'm not cheering and screaming, I'm running away and screaming!!" "

A massive invasion that filled the land and the sky and controlled it all the way to the underground, motivated and moraled by its onslaught and furious grand army, at the moment of its climax in exasperation...... Despair pours down as it burns, its sadness overshadows the battlefield.

"Wow, that face... that desperate face." "" Yeah, that's a tremendous guilt! "" "From the bottom of your heart, you can't break your heart!" "He's a Hui Jie Han... Yeah, don't go through with it!

War is brutal. But brutality to the point of being bitter without even being a war, despair in which all efforts and hopes collapse senselessly without even being able to fight yet. I sympathize with the overly spicy polar of harassment, where my allies weep looking at my enemies... and I imagine. If this was the enemy, and if it had been given to the Empire as it was, it would have been on that side.

"The harder I try, the more abused and damaged I say... you won't be rewarded!" "Yeah, I've been calculating and preparing closely, and that's why they're reading it all... terrible," "the more serious you are, the more witchcraft you get." "" You're a natural enemy of Mr. Morality, with morality and deception!! ""

Concentrate your forces, hang a long ladder at once and climb resolutely, and the walls will tremble and be sifted down.

If we push each other in the lift tower at the same time, the big rock will be ridden, pressed and broken, and crushed.

And the steeply constructed slopes, built up with stone blocks in vast man-made sea tactics and possible quantitative manoeuvres only for that great power, were abused as being convenient for platforms rolling large rocks, and the vast amount of stone blocks desperately transported to cite "Thank you?" He is picked up and turned into a castle wall.

What's left is despair - a battlefield crushed by a feeling of nothingness that has lost all hope in the worst grinding nightmare of all hope. The commander is dismayed without instructions, and the soldier loses himself without orders and without knowing what to do.

"Still, you're overwhelmed by numbers..." "Yeah, you're already heartbroken" "I guess you concentrated all your troops on the Royal Castle in the wake and death" "Yeah, you've got so many long ladders and carried them so hard..." "" Why is the Royal Castle spinning with so much vibration!! "" "Er... isn't it because it's Glamorous Is Happiness Castle?" "Yeah, you can't do it on a long ladder!" "" And you're too dirty to seriously attack!! ""

Shine to vibrate, change color to rotate and instantly "Glamorous is Happiness!!" neon. Along with its enormous troop strength, it was the plot prepared twofold behind it that was the empire's fear. The letters of Glamorous is Happiness continue to shine bright as the castle trembles suspiciously, laughing at the irrational strategy of even changing the terrain with its inexhaustible quantity.

The pressure of the plot is broken by such a desperate sight, frustrating the mind and losing sight of hope. Yes, that face is hopeless... believing in immortality and the power of its unquestionable army vanishes from the battlefield. Morale disappears, he loses his hegemony, he even breaks his will, he loses his hand, he just stands up.

"You broke it." "Yeah, please."

And the great army, whose hegemony had vanished, was dense with no escape, just targeted - shooting arrows, sprinkled with extended red-burned sand, and the air trembling in the screams of the earth stuffing and suffering. Hell that pushes each other, pushes them down, is chased by rolling big rocks as they trample down their fallen allies, dancing to nightmares with no swords exchanged and without despair.

My heart is broken already, I can't think anymore, I've lost my judgment, and everyone is swallowed by the great emotion of a group.

Thought collapse "Panic" - a breakdown in which one throws down a weapon and pushes down an ally of the rear guard in an attempt to escape, followed by one who is repressed and unable to maintain the battle line. Just a miserable, elephant wretched soldier fleeing tramples his fallen allies, pushing each other down and being crushed. There are no orders, no orders, no lords, just rampant attempts to leave the battlefield ahead of us with contagious fear. Yes, it was the spirit that was targeted, the mass panic that was embedded as it was played extensively.

"" "Good day, library chairman," "I was in such a critical mental state that there was no need for psychic manipulation anymore," "No, psychic manipulation of this wide area is amazing!" "The only unit I aimed at was the unit that was taking the general command, and later it's a mass panic caught by an ivory that collapsed on its own when I saw it. I'm sure you don't understand why you're running away."

End of the performance "Finale" - a pathetic crushing play danced to scripted street, of the planned muscular defense battle from the beginning. Actually, I didn't make a big attack, I just hunted my spirit down as decided, so there's no damage this way... actually, even the Empire did minor damage.

Yet a corpse on one side left unbroken. It was the Imperial Army itself that struck the Imperial Army hard in this battle, as a result of being pressured and stepped on by its allies in a panic of crushing. It is the great army that dominates the air on the battlefield, the thought is diluted and influenced by the surroundings… so it was targeted.

Only a brunette warrior sadly looks at the battlefield with such a nasty and outrageous strategy, a ploy aimed at the overwhelming quantity of the enemy's armies… so as to burn in his eyes the traces of an act (war) that has advanced to the end while giving him the opportunity to withdraw time and time again.

So I want to heal that, I want to distract you from those eyes, and I want to give you a gentle hug... I'm sure that's how they all feel. But. Isn't this costume erotic? What, is this little cloth the right school-designated exercise 'bloomer' from a brunette country?