Angelina Harris came here and finally recognized it. He said that those who are currently opposed to ourselves are not simply obstructors, but those who put their hands on their necks.
Reports of Japanese abductees being rescued will continue to stand. He also received reports that Ashiya Kurodo, known as the Japanese police's Liesal Weapon, is aboard.
Mud scientist Junko Yukioka, who can also be described as the rival of Grim Penis and Sea Chihuahua, has been heard all along. It has been reported by the headquarters of an organization that is slowly approaching, with Coast Guard ships in distant windings, checked through artificial satellites.
"A ship fascinated by reapers - Dream Popus - that carries ruin and sails towards ruin. hehe... hehe... haha..."
Angelina mouths such a dialogue like a rumor and gives a vain laugh.
I've put it on Jeffrey's phone many times already, but I'm not going to answer it. Whether you ignore it or are in a situation where you can't get out, in any case, it adds to Angelina's anxiety.
Although he is a deceitful man, his track record is acknowledged by Angelina, and he relies on it, which makes him anxious to have no reaction.
If Jeffrey had already died and all the sea chihuahuas had been wiped out, he would have been naked at the earliest.
Eventually anxiety turns to fear, and Angelina leaves her room, unable to stay or not, and heads to the bridge to see the onboard monitors.
There are several stereoscopic images projected inside the bridge, many of which reflect what is happening outside the ship. But Dream Popus switches this so he can check everything on board.
"Jeffrey......"
Confirming Jeffrey in battle with someone, Angelina roared her breath. No sign of Eric nearby.
Looking at yet another location, we could confirm Eric's appearance in the cargo hold where one remains who has not yet been recaptured. Sea Chihuahua fighters are alive and well.
(I'm sure Eric was talking about being able to react to invisible enemies, just like Jeffrey.)
With that in mind, so what do you think, Angelina? Even though I've been doomed so far already, and said I'm in a complete defeat mood.
There's got to be one Grimm Penis rescue ship headed this way, but there's nothing we can do about it as soon as possible. Rather, he decided it would be wise to move to the rescue ship and flee, even on his own.
(We need to hide ourselves until then...)
Leaving the bridge, Angelina walked down the hallway, searching for a place where she could safely lurk until the rescue ship arrived.
The Ten Night Shake Ekowariko Five made it to the last point.
Enter the cargo hold. There are many men in black in there. Naturally I have not noticed the presence of the five people in the subspace tunnel.
"There's something weird about it"
When I looked at those to whom the shake pointed, there was definitely someone who seemed odd. Even though the others are dressed in black, for some reason only the person is naked in the upper body. And he sits on top of the container and looks oddly in a good mood.
"It's Eric Taylor. He's the guy who's always working with Sea Chihuahua executive Jeffrey Allen. He's got a pretty good arm."
Ten nights showcasing information on the sea chihuahua that I looked up in my spare time.
"You'll see that your arms stand. Yeah, it's coming through."
Shortly after Shake said so, Eric turned to those with subspace tunnels - those with five - and grinned.
"Meh."
Then he came up with a cat-like voice, five confused people.
"Do you notice this way?
I see Eric while the Ten Nights are on alert.
"No way. Yikes. There's no way anyone who's not even a magician would notice. Assuming you notice, there's no way you can come in here."
"You're aware. Definitely."
Misago immediately denies Alisui's words.
"I mean, based on what, you're deciding you're not a magician?
Ten nights asks.
"'Cause you're naked up there."
Shortly after Alisui said the grounds for the lack of meaning, Eric stood up and pointed straight at this one. While the black clothes alert, they simultaneously turn a strange gaze.
"Sounds like you're really noticing. Just that guy."
The shake spills an invincible grin.
"Be on guard when you open the door."
Misago says toward the ten nights and shakes. We both know what that means. The fact that we are aware of this presence means that the moment this one shows up, it is possible that it will be set up immediately.
"I'll take the lead. It'll help if you give me cover."
"Don't put it that way, you can tell me to cover you normally."
Receiving the Missago dialogue, he said so with a slight laugh.
"Please."
Massago for less words.
"Yes, sir. You don't have to tell me."
Gun standing shake. Ten nights to keep your mind tight.
"Can I open it?
Massago nods small to the twat that confirms with a tense face.
"Open"
The moment Tsutsuji told him and opened the door, Eric, who was staring at this one, burst into the subspace tunnel with tremendous speed.
We're all too fast together. He said he was alert enough to be attacked for the moment he opened the door, but he couldn't react as one.
"Mya."
He spreads his uncontrolled grin and Eric's arm swings at a speed that literally goes unnoticed. The aim is the twat that was closest to the door.
A mass thrust through a stiff twat was instead attacked by Eric. The extended arm was broken and even several cuts ran perpendicular to the arm, spraying blood.
Soon, there was a change in Eric's arms. The tip of the elbow is not that of a human, it has changed to the cat's forefoot.
"Misago!
"No disruption to battle"
A twat changes his complexion and screams, but Misago said with a flat face. They all think at the same time that one arm would be broken and there couldn't be any obstruction.
A shake fires two guns from close range. At this distance, and although avoidance seemed difficult in this narrow space, Eric cut off the ballistics and prevented his face and throat with both hands.
A bullet devoured his catted hand, and although Eric glanced slightly, he was not bleeding. When I paid my arm, the bullet that devoured my hand was instantly pushed out and fell to the floor of the subspace.
"I'm going to put Keri on in this!
Shaking screams. As far as Eric's speed to that anomaly, which instantly jumped into the subspace, is concerned, it's hard to move. The decision is that we should fight in this narrow space. In the meantime, it is difficult to get support from other black clothes.
"Meh."
Eric jumps backwards and tries to get out of the subspace, as if he were reading that idea of shaking.
(Okay, it took. You know Japanese)
But Shake predicted it too, shooting two more shots at Eric right after he moved. If this word is heard and the intention is conveyed, the enemy will also try to go outside the subspace. In doing so, he read that a gap could be made, and guided Eric.
One shot was prevented by the cat hand again, but the other puts on the flank.
"Miggy."
Eric flies out into space normally with a painful squeal on his face.
"I'll take care of him."
Ten Nights declares.
Declared, but not honestly confident ten nights. Eric is overwhelmingly outnumbered when it comes to speed.
But in an injured Massago, the load is heavy, and the combination of close proximity between the same Superman makes me think I'm the best.
"I'm not gonna stick to Tyman. No. Let's do it ad hoc. If you see a gap, you can give it to the others. If I see a gap in him, I'll attack him."
Shaking shows his teeth and says with a laugh, smiling back ten nights and nodding.