Lonely Attack on the Different World

Part 1552 SS I feel that the euphoria celebration of the machomen, which shivers muscles in joy, can no longer be discerned as a strange phenomenon?

One day the Devil's Forest

Sing, joy and happiness.

Just put it on your voice and release it into the sky as you wish.

"" "Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" "

Siege the demons fleeing to its great chorus of joy and wrap them in a siege extermination formation that is strong in density and seals off manoeuvre, forcing the center to turn into a Ranger.

Woohoo, when I'm happy, I hear a voice singing and screaming high, erasing the silence of the Devil's Forest and turning it into joy.

I've been hiding and enduring my breath, I've survived to hide frightened by demons.

We were trembling without a voice, and now we sing out loud.

"" "Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" "

He even kept his voice down, trembling and talking in a low voice, keeping himself down.

All this time, that's what I gave up, we didn't even know we were gonna sing it out loud.

"" "Heehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah" ""

So sing. And all who hear this song tremble. Joy all over your body with trembling heartbeats and muscles...... and madness!

Along with the joy of being strong and able to fight demons and protect loved ones, I think of a child who fought and was happy in the deeper part of the Devil's Forest who would not survive if he were still alone.

So sing, like spitting all your thoughts out of the bottom of your belly.

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Joy, joy, happiness, and determination and pity.

Protected by leather armor and metal armor, you can fight with a strong and forged body, burning your mind with a big chorus, gaining full gear that can be thrown into a rope with a spear.

If this were alone, clothes and wooden sticks, would I be able to sing with my chest up?

I was so prestigious, I said, "Hi-ha-ha! May I give you pleasure?"

So sing, even this anger burns up spitting memories.

Everyone sings up as they carve the consideration of this happiness into their hearts. That crazy song!

"" "Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" "

I can't lurk any more voices, they won't kill me in silence and fright anymore, like they're shouting out loud that I'm not allowed to do that anymore.

Sing aloud with no more grunts, just give a drink to your heart.

It's joy, it's pity, it's gratitude, and worship.

"" "Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" ""

So sing, put this thought on - to the end of the border (Kira)!