"Aha... you're lying... The assassin you were sent from the center?
I see the truth and my heart bounces big. Mutsuki did feel it then. Give me the nostalgic feeling I've been waiting for.
"Shaye...?
Just for a moment. But not an illusion or anything. Just as the head of the Good Moon regenerated, it was a moment that might be less than a second, but it was certainly then that I felt the presence of the girl in me.
"What a surprise."
Truth opens its mouth. As usual, he was faceless, doesn't look like a wind of surprise at all, but he was pretty facetious inside. I was also making my own face that was amazing in my head.
"It's also unusual for a guy in an abandoned mouse to have evolved so far. Now I doubt if the meat solution will work."
Shortly after he muttered so, a vicious killing spirit was unleashed from his true body towards one side of the hit.
A moon of rapprochement with my regular husband, attacked by the feeling of confrontation with a fiercely extreme beast. The surrounding air is heavy and the feeling of being frozen makes Shufu total fury, and Yuzuki also drinks saliva under barometric pressure.
It is the first time that both Mutsuki and Shufu have encountered a killer so full of violence so far.
If you try to be true, you are releasing them intentionally to sharpen the target's mind during battle.
Intense intent to kill becomes an electromagnetic wave in the name of killing, which affects both the spirit and the flesh of the target. Solid manifestation of will to kill, the desire to kill, the joy of killing, to amplify and condense and release them all, in order to gain an advantage by controlling the opponent's destiny even for a moment.
Sub-machine guns throw up bullets. Mutsuki inevitably receives some bullets from him, but he is immediately pushed out of his body, and the wound heals instantly.
Although it is powerful regenerative power, it does not mean complete immortality. Whenever you regenerate the flesh, your health drains. Rather, it is a strong regenerative force, therefore, it also consumes intense health. If you do as much damage and repeat the regeneration over and over again, the energy for that regeneration will be emptied.
The blade spider jumped into small pieces and headed straight for it, jumping big right in front of it true.
Truth is, point the gun muzzle of the sub-machine gun at the spider and shoot off the spider trying to jump it in the face. The bullet hit and the spider blew in the opposite direction in the air, falling to the ground on his back.
but soon he gets up and regains his posture and flies true again. Further shoot it off with a gun.
While the truth was distracted by the blade spider, the hand of the attack against Mutsuki had stopped completely. In the meantime, Yuzuki was able to call a new pseudo life out of her body.
Mutsuki has the ability to create and serve pseudo-life. Mutsuki calls this' Family Fresh '.
The middle of the palm of the good moon is torn and a small round mass about five centimeters in diameter comes out of the hand. As a sphere, it had a slightly oval shape, with short body hair of the same colour as the hair of the Good Moon.
It spreads the wings of the bird more fully than in the body of the Good Moon, and with momentum as if a rocket bullet were to be fired, it penetrates toward the truth.
It looked like an easier attack than firing a bullet, but the truth soon came to me that the perception was sweet.
Released from the hand of the Good Moon, it arcs along the way in conjunction with the movement that True tried to circumvent to the right, striking straight into the true abdomen.
True to fall at the front with a bending attitude to the curved letter.
(Does the chase specification mean that you have to attract it until it is critical and then change it? It's worse than a bullet, in a way.)
It didn't seem powerful enough to pierce a uniform with bulletproof blade protection specifications, but the impact was quite considerable, desperately causing vomiting to creep up.
True to fall, a blade spider looms.
Something like a bird that struck directly at his true belly also flips toward the ground when he wonders if he has risen high in the sky, and with the help of gravity he falls and strikes at a steep speed.
(Unpleasant posture, intermission and timing. Either attack is bound to be about it. Either way, I'll have to take one of the attacks though -)
True to determine that instantly. Bird attacks are likely to be more powerful than earlier. With a true face, gravity is gaining momentum and falling sharply. It is obvious from looking at all of its body that the attack of the blade spider is dangerous.
Comma Ideas within seconds. Truth cements the way we deal with it.
I will not try to avoid a falling bird attack. I don't even respond with a shooting. Attract enough and then take the bird attack with the shotgun barrel to outrun it.
If the spider had called for a time difference, he took the bladed foot with the barrel of a submachine gun. It was best to replace the gun with a shield.
and something hits that true neck hard, and even wraps it around and tightens it up.
"Gu......"
Leaking a groan of distress with the air, it tightens to the point where it becomes difficult to breathe, reaching for something that is tightening its neck.
Plumpy feel. When I saw it, a black whip held in the hand of the Good Moon was wrapped around my true neck.
Even from the feeling of tightening my throat and the feeling of touching it with my hand, I could see that that was clearly not just a whip. The whip itself is stirring. This whip is alive again.
"It's been a long time since I've served all three spiders, sparrows, leeches and family freshens."
A good moon that looks to the truth and speaks only sinking voices of the heart.
"It's terrible, he's fate."
He groaned bitterly, and Mutual Moon tried to stab the stomach by pulling the whip as it was, unable to do so. I can't put my strength into it.
"Of the Roulette of Destiny, did you get balls in your funny eyes? I'm not making such a roundabout... I can't believe you're here to kill me."
I remember earlier in Negijo what Chang had told me.
Seeing Mutsuki touring, True was a good opportunity, shooting sub-machine guns at the whipping leech.
When I wonder if the whipping leeches have been cut a thousand times, I go back to circling to the hand of the Rapprochement Moon, as I pass through the bitterness.
The blade spider turns true and waves the blade's foot.
Truth tries to roll over and twitch while falling, but the upper arm of the right arm is cleaved thoroughly without hesitation, causing a blood splash.
(It's getting fun)
While I can't get inside the opportunity to fight back, the truth was driving me to this situation. to the fact that Mutsuki was a stronger enemy than he thought,
Truth is, he pointed a sub-machine gun muzzle at Mutsuki while he fell. The target was going to rise to a gap in evasive action against the shooting, but at that time...
"The three of them! Drop your weapons and put your hands up!
Sudden anger and the footsteps of many humans rushing to come. When the three of them turn to the voice and footsteps, there are about ten uniformed police officers, carrying a special baton and a pistol and coming this way.
"Aha, disperse,"
A harmonious moon that returns the three families to their bodies and escapes in the opposite direction from the police officers.
The truth was that for the minute he was down, he was held up by two police officers at the time he stood up because of delayed reactions and blunt movements because of his injuries again.
"Why are cops so..."
Suspicious true. Police are rarely involved in backstreet protests. Except for the story if you imitate something that involves street dwellers all over the city, but it's unlikely that a police officer will call you so fast. And quite a few.
Tofu, who had little room to resist, was still scratched even though he was handcuffed.
Police coached me to stay like this, and there's dozens of hours of preaching hell waiting for me. Minors are a late procedure, but I would also like to avoid that if possible. Sub-machine guns and shotguns would also be seized.
"Wow, it's not a good time to hang out every time."
Fu and true forward darkened, and the voice of a doth wise woman rang from the one above her head. It's a familiar voice.
Fulfilling, I looked up and there was someone there as expected. True is the police officer of the familiar juvenile division, a giant policewoman over two meters tall with her whole body covered in muscle armor, and Sergeant Miao Saji.
(You're unlucky. I can't believe George caught me by now)
True to imagine yourself nagging in your head.
"Until you get to the precinct, you're invited on a drive in a police car while you sleep, Cora."
Speaking of which, Weird punched his fist as far as he could into his true belly. The truth, which did not even lose consciousness in the attack of the sparrows unleashed by the Good Moon, fainted lightly.