The middle-aged white woman was in despair.
I worshipped Harry Benjamin from the bottom of my heart and came all the way from the United States knowing that this retirement concert would take place in the dangerous City of Zongfang.
The self emits a red light.
"I'm not a killer! There's no way I'm trying to kill Harry! This is a mistake!
I complain desperately, but those around me are hitting the gaze of anger and scorn. And shortly after the gunfire rang somewhere, someone nearby shot a middle-aged woman in the abdomen, as if linked to it.
Yet another shoots a gun at a fallen middle-aged woman. Shot in the head, she was also freed from despair and fear.
Spitting on the spasmodic corpse. Some stepped on corpses. And those who made the body will neither regret nor fear the act of their own murder, but will be intoxicated by Harry's singing.
She is not the only victim. Similar events were happening there.
The red light is the work of History Pleasure, but it didn't sort out the assassins who targeted Harry. It's random. In other words, only the unlucky of the guests had been tailored to the slayer.
I lied to Harry. To some extent, I can tell, but I need to know everything. That's why he said he also needed a doorman as a guard. In fact, there was no such thing as discernable methods in history, but if you keep it quiet, it was good history. Because it's more exciting, and we're going to talk about it.
That's why a special bug developed by Historical Pleasure was attached to those who randomly visited the concert and emitted light. It's not like fireflies have light emitters on their bodies. Bugs are activating supernormal forces.
"Wow, how can it be funny how Pumpy looks when he's killed?"
Seeing footage of those killed dressed in wet clothes through ultra-micro cameras hung on insects, Shi Yuan laughs with a confectionery bag in one hand, with a big mouth open and a heart attack.
"Oh, here comes our destiny."
Historical pleasure narrowed his eyes when he saw that the normal monitor cameras showed the four Junkos who had broken in.
"Except for a kid named Killer Doll. Overlife. You can't have all three of them, and the rulers can't get their hands on them. - But I'm not. Guppy, guppy."
While devouring the snack confectionery in the bag, Historical Pleasure simultaneously manipulates multiple computers that are indoors with brainwaves.
A large number of bugs form a herd and fly through the castle in chunks. The sight was a substitute that some of the people in the castle had witnessed and contacted V5, but the V5 response could be left alone.
"Oh, I totally forgot to tell you, if you see bugs, plants, small animals, you're not on guard."
Junko cautions you when you break into the castle.
"Fumi-chan's been doing animal experiments all over the place, raising heat to produce animals that have given her supernatural abilities, hey? Including insects and plants."
"At a time of conflict, you should have said it sooner, right?
"Heh, not at all. I haven't set you up with anything like that before, so I'm glad."
"Sorry."
Junko, told by two tired and Midori jokes, honestly apologizes.
After a short walk, he encounters several Lost Paradigm soldiers and becomes a battle. No, it was more like a one-sided kick than a fight.
"Sa, because they were hostile to me, these people were also on the experimental bench..."
Junko smiles joyfully, looking down at the seven fallen soldiers. Don't kill them all at once.
"I'm just fulfilling my castle guard ostrich, so I can't say I was hostile. Don't miss it."
Midori says as she places her hand on Junko's shoulder and rubs it.
"Mmm, that too. Ah. I don't know if I'm going to miss it."
With her cheeks on, Junko gave up lightly.
"I'm getting sweet, too. Under the influence of True and Midori."
"Don't you have my influence?
"I wonder if that's it."
To the tired question, Junko answers instantly.
Then again, wandering around the castle for a while, a true knower shows up.
"True"
"Krishna."
Seeing what a former comrade of war looked like, Truth moved forward in front of the other three.
"What are you going to give to the Lost Paradigm? A straight guy like you..."
"If you're going to say that, you're also a killer dedicated to Mad Scientists. It doesn't match the image I have of you."
In response to the true question, Krishna said quietly away. I already have a sub-machine gun in my hand.
"Yea, it doesn't fit, pure sister."
"Hmm... doesn't it fit? Ahh"
Midori laughs like a prank and elbows Junko.
"Harry has nothing to do with it. What can I do for a fool like Historic Soundwood?"
The truth speaks out.
"That reasoning has nothing to do with it. I personally owe that girl one, too. And it's also the point of Harry's concert. If you mean to kill, you can't overlook it. And..."
Krishna's fighting spirit rises rapidly in the middle of words.
"Is it nearly five years since then? You've lived a lot so far. The years have changed for each other, haven't they? It would be a good opportunity to put our lives on the line and know each other, wouldn't it?
Krishna smiles. Speaking of which, the truth is, I hardly ever saw this boneless man laugh. And that's the same thing from Krishna.
"Sort of. Fighting your comrades is a good idea. I also did it with Lei and Charles. They're both alive, and Lei lost."
"It's a big deal at a time when I'm ready to do it with those two."
"Then..."
True killing swells. True enough to overwhelm the fierce in the back streets with just killing, but Krishna is not under any pressure.
"I'm sorry, but let him do it with me and Sashi."
"It's not a mood you can get your hands on without telling me, and I understand that."
"It's obvious from the interaction between the two of us."
For a true favor, Tired and Junko say each.
Junko, Tired and Midori retreat, stopping at the edge to get out of the way and into tour mode.
"Shall I change places? If you're on that side, these three will care. I'm not gonna hit it anyway."
"I appreciate your concern. But we're already enemies. You can't be that sweet. Besides, I can't believe it. You can put those three behind me and not get attacked from behind."
Krishna politely rejected the true proposal.
"Okay."
True shot like pulling out a gun, but Krishna was slightly quicker and was shooting a sub-machine gun.
The truth is that you avoid Krishna's sweep by simply taking one quick step while lowering the area that your body hits horizontally.
Krishna opens her eyes wide. True current avoidance moves are not just every bit. After cutting off all the ballistics from the muzzle, he was moving his body, instantly identifying the gaps in the space where the bullets were to be fired.
And at the same time as that action, he's also shooting guns. There was only one true shot, but Krishna blushes her shoulder and Krishna collapses into shock.
Don't miss the gap Krishna showed, and the truth shoots two more times. Krishna thoroughly dodges without shooting back and steps twice toward the right.
Immediately after making the dodge, Krishna turns the submachine gun muzzle truthfully again.
The truth was that Krishna had been moving before she shot him. To the right, to the left, to the left, to the right, etc. it is difficult to aim while out of pace and timing.
As soon as Krishna predicts where she's going to go and tries to sweep, she stops the steps just because the truth is here, Krishna turns to fire three shots.
Two of the true bullets hit Krishna. One hit the flank, but this one was inhibited by bulletproof fiber. Another shot was shooting through my knee.
With only a few interactions, it was rounded out which strength was above. And Krishna can't help but accept that fact.
(Strong. Extraordinarily strong. Even though it hasn't changed its appearance, the contents - it's like someone else from the truth I know)
Fumi Krishna reminds me that you once had the goal of being the strongest man.
(Is this kid... trying to get to that? Are you closer to the realm I gave up than I am?
Being so aware boils fierce geracies in Krishna.
(Regrettably, I can't win like this)
That's what Krishna thought.
"It's over."
True unloads the gun.
"Are you going to insult me?
Krishna stares at the truth.
"The battle would have been won. Still going on with those legs? Admit your defeat and surrender."
Truth speaks quietly, but Krishna remains staring at the truth.
"This is how I live because Li Lei beat me too and he put me in love with him. If you don't have to kill me, don't kill me."
True words were interrupted when they saw a distorted change in Krishna's body.
The muscles of the upper body become enlarged and the jacket is torn, and the likes of a large ibo thrive throughout the body, and from the back four wings grow, thinking they belong to insects. From his forehead, he had a long tactile sensation, razor-like scissors growing from his jaw, and his eyes were a double eyed. There are sharp hook claws growing from my fingers.
"Krishna... you..."
Changes in the body of my comrades - I knew what they meant, and I really couldn't help but remember the strong anger.