I couldn't accept that reality right away, either, and definitely a little. It was solidified. It was an impossible alarm, a deadly gap.
"Ugh, I'm a maggot. It boils everywhere..."
A man's muzzle can be pointed at me. I finally got my body moving here and tried to dodge it so I could fall off the chair, but it was no use.
Three bullets are fired from a man's pistol. Two shots hit me, one hit me slightly.
"Oh, my God, yeah!
Hino screams. The others pull out their guns simultaneously.
Don't...
I was complaining about stopping with a voice that didn't speak. My instincts were intuitive. We have to beat this man.
"See, even here, maggots hate me."
With nearly ten constituents at close range, they would normally be made a hive, but it would be, the man had spoken our unclear words after dodging the bullet rain.
A man kicks the immediate head of a constituent nearby with a long leg and shoots two other constituents a little further away. Soon the gun had each in both hands.
A slight rose, blind to his father's wreckage, and turned to the man. The sight seemed so sad to me. I can't even give you time to pity the death of my flesh parents. Normally, it is a shock and solidification place, but it is not acceptable to do so.
It didn't even move with anger. Slightly murderous was the only thing that was rising, but with no expression at all, he was attacking a man. Slightly - I definitely judged calmly. Push and kill pity, anger, and shock for the best you can do now.
This guy is - slightly strong. Much more than me. But its strength is pathetic.
And the slightest judgment proved not to be the best.
Slight two hands liquefy, spread wide and hit a man from left to right.
The man retreated quickly and threw this away, but the meat fluid stretched further and pursued the man.
"Ugh!
With a disgusting shout, the man slid slightly toward him and jumped into a slight nostalgia at the same time as the meat fluids.
The clapping protrudes with a slight torso from the bottom. A slight body blew away and fell on his back. Strike on non-meat liquefied areas. Probably damaged.
"To me, the maggots, what is an attack that gells your body... stop laughing"
Maggots man whining about something I don't know.
So I finally got up after the regeneration, pointed the gun at the maggot-man, and fired two shots.
Despite shooting from outside the sight of the maggot-man, he shrugged as if he could see. Other constituents also shoot guns, but with incredible instantaneous power, like escaping cats, they send all the shots.
No... no matter how close you are, it's impossible to decide, such as putting a gun on someone who moves at this speed. Except me...
Fully open the ability to be modified by Junko. The idiotic power of a fire place to deliberately draw on. The speed of reaction, the motion vision, the muscle strength, everything was drawn to the limit, and I was able to keep up with the maggot-man's human detached velocity.
A maggot-man stuns a nearby constituent with an elbow punch. Aim for the moment, and I pull the trigger.
Two shots fired. I couldn't completely capture the maggot-man's movements, but one shot hit me. Behind your back to your right shoulder.
"Ugh!
However, it does not penetrate the bulletproof fiber.
Even though it flickers with the impact of the shooting, trying to be inhibited by bulletproof fiber, it doesn't even show how it is, gives a strange roar, and the maggot-man comes this way.
I shoot even more, but when I twist my body to the side and scratch it at once, I suddenly turn away. No - I've been swinging my long legs around as much as I want and paying my feet with my right leg.
It was remarkable, but I slipped back slightly.
As if to match that evasion of mine, the maggot-man, in a spinning momentum, took the left leg of the one who was on the axis off the floor and instead put his hands on the floor, stretching his left leg wide out in the outfit with his back to me, kicking my jaw up.
Impact on the jaw makes my consciousness fly - I never even had it. My flesh also functions beyond its limits thanks to the idiotic effects of a deliberate fire. I don't even feel pain.
My body moves on its own without even vibrating to my brain. The arm takes the liberty of capturing and shooting at the maggot-man.
But when the maggot-man twisted himself and threw this away, he pointed two gunshots at my head, two times, with a total of four bullets, and blew my head off.
My consciousness flew completely. Blackout until playback begins.
When consciousness returns, several more constituents have fallen, some of whom look like Hino. Some were shot dead, others thought to have just been stunned. In any case, the constituents seem to be wiped out.
In it, the resurrected slight and maggot-man were engaged. I liquefy my hands of meat and sprinkle them like a few strips of whips, while occasionally I fly many shots of meat fluid like a bullet, but the maggot-man skillfully shrugs this.
What's really going on with this guy? You look as if you're moving beyond the limits of a person. It's definitely the most powerful thing I've ever seen. Superman himself. No, even that expression is raw. If you're someone who looks like a person, you should say it's a monster.
So I finally remembered.
This is the guy. This is definitely why Tachikawa was winning and throwing up a throwaway dialogue. It's unclear who it is, but if you know this guy's human detached fighting power, it's no surprise you're sure of victory.
"Literal hands! No, hands in the back! Maggotfire!"
A maggot-man screamed and wondered if he had gotten his hands in his mouth, spraying a slight face-to-face revulsion.
Attack with meat fluids without flickering. I can say its guts are amazing, but I can't help but get my eyes burned with stomach acid and temporarily deprived of my sight. The attack hand doesn't have to flinch, but the defense is lost.
Obviously towards the slight creation of a gap, a maggot-man flicks his fist at the dovetail, adding a handknife to his neck.
Slight movement stops. Don't just say no push there, but raise one leg wide and decide to drop it on the slightest head. A slight fall to the depression.
"Just kidding!
Seeing the slightly bumpy sight, I learned fierce anger and stuck to the maggot-man with an anger.
The counter fist bursts into my face. The idiotic effects of the fire have already disappeared, and the pain and shock slowly crumble me, kneeling.
Before my body completely collapses, the maggot-man puts a strong knee kick in my jaw and my body blows up and falls on my back.
Strong stomping on my pigeon tail, chest and chest. My guts burst and my ribs break. Hot feeling in the throat and the taste of iron in the mouth. The refluxed blood reflux is thrown out of my mouth so much that I don't like it.
And even lie down on my body, lower my hips over it, take my arm and bend it in a strange direction.
"Guaaaaa!"
Me screaming at the pain. I followed every indirect arm. My shoulder was also pulled out.
It was repeated over and over, not once. Every time I screamed.
"When it comes to the ability to play, you can't play indefinitely. It also takes energy to regenerate, and every time it regenerates, it's consumed."
Says the maggot-man. Does this guy also know about regenerative type mice... and how to deal with them.
As it is, I will definitely be killed. And maybe a little after that?
"If you don't want this man killed, come with me."
You can't possibly not know who that dialogue of maggot-man is being directed at or what it means.
"Ok......"
My heart was stained with despair in a slight sweeping voice.
"Don't... Slightly, escape..."
I couldn't go on with my words. A maggot-man punched me in the head with a gun handle. Again and again. So much so that my skull cracks.
"If we keep breaking and crushing bones like this, it'll take time, but sooner or later we'll die out of energy for regeneration, right? It would be a hell of a pain, though. Well, it's better than maggots' lives."
"Please...... no more. Please don't kill Liao Er."
Crying and pleading, the maggot-man's attack stops. My consciousness is about to be lost by more than half. I can't do anything.
"I really don't want to do this either. Though work...... But I'm a maggot, so I have to do this."
In a pitiful tone, the maggot-man smashes my eyeballs and further breaks both arms and legs in a few places.
"Please stop!
"I'll stop. Now I won't be following this for a while. Um, I'm in a maggotic state right now. Shall we go then?"
The maggot-man left me. Two distant footsteps.
Don't be ridiculous... what is this...
Death to God. What the hell, this scenario? Suddenly an absurdly stupid strong guy showed up, killed the old man, killed everyone, killed me about nine-tenths of a dozen times, and I hurt you slightly. I took him away.
What the... what's going on...
Surprisingly, I remember a dream I had last night. Usual dreams. My child's words.
Building blocks built up. The longer you build up, the deeper your thoughts, the deeper the despair you taste when you break it. God left me alone for years for that. And now exactly, he kicked my building block castle, splattered it apart and broke it.
It seemed to me that God could hear me laughing when he saw me crying when I was broken through the building blocks. A deaf voice of a deaf bastard delighted with his destiny.