Shinjuku Station East Exit Altaville Front Square.
Out-of-place aliens suddenly appeared in that place, which was crowded with people going out.
Like a dog covered with hair all over its body. That's as big as an elephant, just stepping on one foot, and the car is going to crumble.
A giant hundred feet that are bigger than one person's worth just in width and should be more than ten meters long. All those legs look like sharp blades.
It is a form reminiscent of the carnivore of the feline family, but the whole body is covered in thick crusts, with a long corner from the head and a large left and right stretch of sabellar fangs from the mouth.
A biological weapon created by genetic modification - Battle Creature - which became the earliest classic presence on battlefields around the world. The passers-by stopped with amazement, instinctive fear and curiosity that they appeared out of nowhere in the middle of a city that was ruined by men.
Seeing them, few fled immediately. If this were an understandable carnivore such as a lion or bear, many would have interpreted what had escaped from somewhere as appearing and escaped, but because their appearance was too distant, or thought of a crop or something.
He has an extremely aggressive form, so at that point some of them thought it was dangerous and fled, and they were right.
The three Battle Creatures were simultaneously attacked by passers-by who were caught in curiosity remembering the sense of crisis.
Seeing the scene where a person is killed by a beast, he finally switches to a sense of crisis, and people go on the run.
Battle creatures are input at the genetic level to kill people. At a rate far exceeding that of a man, he chases the escapees around, killing them one after the other in their corners, with their feet, with their blades, with their fangs.
The destination of the escapees varied, but those who made the choice to flee to the store were the most correct choice.
The same fate befell those who fled underground. A slightly smaller battle creature sets up the stairs as if they were waiting for those who fled, attacking those who came down the stairs.
A similar thing was happening on the street. Beyond the road is Battle Creature in every direction. They came from everywhere, and those who fled from everywhere ran, and it happened there when people collided.
A child who collides and falls to be kicked over by someone running from across the street reaches out to his mother crying. Behind it comes Battle Creature.
Before his mother desperately tried to help him, a giant dog's foot stepped on the child, his outstretched hand ripped off and flew to blow up to his mother's face. The grief of mourning the death of my son lasted no more than two seconds. Because the other front leg of the giant dog also crushed the mother's body.
There are tons of battle creatures in the city, as if they had prefaced and targeted the flow of people fleeing. In fact, they were carried by trucks and unleashed simultaneously. Calculating people's escape flows, they were positioned.
Gunshots sound. A giant dog who was chasing people falls over and stops moving. In the head of Battle Creature, a small hole is worn, but no one has seen it.
Several people who were on the run stopped moving. Curiosity even beats the fear of death.
"This gun, like Senior Aizawa's grandma tame, I'd like to name it. Wow. I like it. It's hard not to handle it with one hand."
A shake shooting down the head of a giant dog squeaks in a grumpy face.
Its shaking, unusually long arms with three elbows, swinging two morningstars, a double-eyed orangutan looming.
"Mezzillo, shower, kick!
Ten nights penetrate from side to side and turn forward, hitting your body with your back.
"There's no kick in the heart"
When Misago, who had been riding for some time, squealed on the shoulder of the reigning chief orangutan, he ran his nails down its throat. Blood erupts like a fountain, and hand orangutan falls.
Sure, the kick was skulking for the head, but I think it's a good ten nights because I let it flinch.
"What...? I killed a monster."
"I'm on the side of justice! Wow! You really have a righteous side!
"Isn't that Eko over there? Cute."
"Kill me at that rate."
"Ugh!
People cheer.
"You're extra embarrassed because you're dressed like this..."
"I'm not the one who exposes myself to the public."
Ten nights and Massago said, respectively.
"I wonder how they transported this big one at the moment?
I look at the giant dog I shot to death, and the shake makes me wonder.
"There are quite a few types of battle creatures that you can fold up and accommodate."
I hear a familiar voice, and the shake makes my expression shine and turns to the voice.
"Oh, Mr. Aizawa, he was here."
Shake to see what's true and cheer. There is also Midori next door.
"Here I am. Was there a Massago too?"
"Uhm. Long time no see"
Meeting lightly, Misago saw a shaken battle creature.
"A giant beast can easily die with a gun."
"Battle creatures are made to be killed in moderation. If you wrap everything in your body with armor, including joints, you can't kill it with a firearm, but you can't make it that way. It can also be killed by a proper firearm possession infantry. That leads to depletion as a weapon, which is convenient for the commercial side. It was originally low cost."
"No, sometimes it's because this gun is powerful."
To Missago's question, True drowned the accumulation of battlefield circumstances, and the shaking mouthed a concise answer.
Two more Battle Creatures show up and have been attacked, but are lightly repelled.
"People make creatures that kill people. It's a job to risk your life."
Massago looks down at the remains of Battle Creature and reveals his discomfort and says:
"I guess. In the first place, Battle Creature was first manufactured by Yukioka, who belonged to a military research facility in the United States during the Middle War thirty years ago."
"Ugh, was Battle Creature also the inventor of Junko? Anything bad happens to Mon, it feels like Junko."
I hear the true words, and the shake laughs.
"Yukooka said he didn't mean it. Something I couldn't help but make out with. But with the application of that technology, they're now remodeling humans."
"I mean, Junko is evil after all."
"You guys are taking care of that evil scattered. It's going to mean evil, too. I don't like it when anybody but me says bad things about him, so keep it to yourself as if you're joking."
"Ugh, yeah...... I don't mean to sound bad... sorry"
"Ababa, True Brother, Super Selfish ~"
When the truth uttered in a tight tone, Shao apologized as if he were frightened, and now Midori has become a tear, but this one was ignored.
"From somewhere...... I feel like I'm still nearby and monitoring this situation"
A warrior who had fought elsewhere appeared through the door of a subspace tunnel.
"My sister doesn't have a problem with it. I was just guessing it."
Midori speaks and Midori turns to the true.
"You were here, too. How's Junko doing?
"You're being bad with me somewhere."
True to return an appropriate and extreme answer to the question.
"I knew it was evil. It's a little unreasonable to say just Senior Aizawa."
And, joking and shaking. Don't punish me, I think ten nights watching beside me.
"Yeah, but sometimes you nail people because you say things you don't have to say to the level that makes them uncomfortable."
"Er... is that what you say to Senior Aizawa?
"Be careful what they say about 'till' or something else. No, grow up."
"From the people I've been paying attention to for a long time, if you tell me something else, I feel sorry for you at the same time as it helps..."
When I heard him beware of the shaking, he said with a toho face.
"So, Midori said you were being watched?
Mouth what Ten Nights cared about.
"The people who are making this noise are clearly marking the location of the opposing forces. I think that will either concentrate Battle Creature here or avoid it here and release Battle Creature again elsewhere"
"It depends on how many battle creatures you have left. The former if they are sufficiently numerous. Otherwise, it can be seen as the latter."
When I laid eyes on the good spot, I truly thought when I heard the story. Depending on how the enemy comes out, the enemy's remaining strength can also be measured to some extent. Of course, it is dangerous to make decisions, but the approximate prospects are easier to make.
As the six of us talked about this, a number of motorized team vehicles came and stopped in front of them.
"They said you guys killed these guys, but could you let me know which forces they belong to?
A motorist stepping out of the car asks questions.
"Residents of the back street. I've been traveling from Euthanasia. If there's more to it than that, we're gonna kill each other with you this time, okay?
"What are you going to do by threatening me here..."
Ten nights echo in a chilly tone.
"Unlike the euthanasia police station, police outside of dark cities are not accommodating. So you'd better be a little intimidating."
"Heh... that's not what I'm talking about. I don't know."
Listen to what Midori says and squeal as if Midori can't agree.
"Regardless of whether it's not accommodating or not, thank you for letting me know. It's also the job of the officers to try to figure out how many forces are moving."
A manoeuvring crew laughing and moaning under his helmet.
"Uh-oh, something looks good. - This guy."
Alisui praises from within the subspace.
"Relatively, you're acting like a child."
"Ah?"
Straight mouthed what he truly thought, he glanced at the truth and spoke out in a grumpy voice.
"Oh, looks like you guys are here, too. Are you there, too? [M] Thousands of customers."
While walking down the underground, Junko projects a holographic display in mini-size, sees a report of emails from true, and says happily.
I already know Junko and Tired of the information that Battle Creature is being released in large quantities all over the district.
"If you can rendezvous with Midori, and meet Abraham or the man possessed by the Spirit of Power, you can locate the body."
And, tired.
"Sounds like you should hurry. Something's going to happen."
"Awesome thing?
"Mail me from Sacha. Looks like Hideaki and Masahwa-san moved out, too. He said the murder club was on the move. So, Mr. Abraham's purpose was to speculate that it was a huge ritual that cost the people of Shinjuku."
Upon hearing Junko's report, Tired once remembered the man who, during the Edo period, made himself a butchered apprentice and was a mentor.