Naoki was wearing out there. Naoki has a strong ability to regenerate, but thanks to her recovery of her entire lost arm, the rest of her health she can spend regenerating is also largely limited.
Vipers, on the other hand, are not so much. Although not capable of regeneration, hard and soft muscle armor does not pass through a half-life attack. However, they are brittle when they target steeple points, and they know Naoki's weakness.
Seeing Naoki stick in from the front, Viper thought to himself.
(You're just like me. Running dignified right in from the front. have you been doing this all along)
It was Viper who was once immediately fortunate enough to do the handiwork of fighting. We didn't spend that much time together, and we weren't as close as Viper and Hakasa, but we did spend the same amount of time and space for a few months.
The sentiment is dispelled without holding for two seconds. Naoki even comes into the attack range and sticks out a knife.
The viper did not try to avoid it, but shook off his own hand knife with his wrist hanging from Naoki sticking out at high speed.
A knife blow severs Naoki's hand holding the knife and falls to the hallway floor. It's a cutting surface as if it had a sharp blade.
Naoki immediately picks up the severed arm and connects it.
In between, the viper releases the hook.
Shortly before Viper's fist burst, Naoki turned herself into a flame, teasing the viper's body to the touch, clutching to the viper as it stood in the flaming state.
He was Naoki, who showed off what could be called a trump card from the beginning, but Viper also knows this ability of Naoki. Flip quickly and escape. As the viper moved, the flamed Naoki also traveled fast while clutching to the viper - couldn't.
Naoki returns to her original appearance. Vipers stare at the unpleasant smell of burning their hair and leather clothes.
"Chris... do me a favor"
Naoki spoke to Kristian, keeping an eye on the viper.
"Even if I don't, I, pretty much... feel like I'm going to lose. So... take a picture of my face when I'm dying. So, before I die, I want you to show me my dying face. My face before I die is mostly cute. I've always wanted to see what kind of pretty face I look like when I die before I die."
"Are you an asshole..."
Cristian heartbreaks when she heartless heartless heartlessly heartlessly heartlessly heartlessly heartlessly heartlessly heartlessly heartlessly heartless of a demand without Naoki's clap.
"I'm serious. Please."
Smiling small, Naoki bursts into Viber again.
"Mmm......?
Shi Yuan put his hand on his ear and looked at Laura with a strange face.
"Ghupi...... then here we go"
With a deep grin, he nods, and History Joy deforms his left hand into another creature.
The left arm, which became the head of the chameleon, opens its mouth and extends its tongue at an unstoppable speed to the eye, hitting Laura's neck muscle.
"Ouch."
At too much speed, Laura couldn't react. Plus, there's a needle at the bottom tip, poking it into the roller, and then the same velocity tongue contracts.
"Gruppy. At the tip of Chameleon's tongue, a bee needle. I planted a virus that works for you vampires, not poison the needle, but I wonder if it works for you?
"It doesn't work, something you'll soon find out. Death, huh?
"I don't know. But you were messing with a dead vampire's body with a virus, and it's been checked on the monitor cameras. I thought maybe you were making serum, sss."
"Yeah, I see. So I tried that, too, Death."
Little by little, Laura gives an impressive voice to the historical pleasure of waving her fingers.
"Because it's not a good idea to remain unclear. It's important that you know."
Historical pleasure transforms Chameleon's head's arm into another creature.
Laura, on the other hand, summons a large number of different types of flying insects to turn to historical pleasure. All these bugs are intelligent and soulful. And because it is also a vampirizing insect, it is much faster, more powerful, more robust, and even more capable of regeneration than normal insects. Something that is inherently herbivorous has also changed its edibility to blood sucking.
A large swarm of insects that don't know how many hundreds there are. Moths, bats, kanabuns, kagelows, bees, quails, cicadas, dragonflies, hammies, kamakiri and a diverse group of insects.
The deformity of Historical Pleasure's arm ends. Turn into octopus tentacles. But I'm not going to use it to deal with insects that attack this.
Stick your other hand in your pocket and tear apart what's inside. Historical pleasure also wormed out. It is a fairly large size tent, and there are about a beetle. To the left and right of the black wings, marked positive and negative, respectively.
(Is that pocket connected to the subspace, Death? Otherwise it's unnatural Death to have so many big bugs in it.)
Seeing the giant tent beetle served by History Pleasure, Laura sees it that way.
There were only nine tents in all, but Laura was wary, wondering if there was anything Historical Pleasure would put out in this phase.
Dozens of them at the head of the bug that Laura unleashed, picked up the flying tentacles and flew.
It was then. An electric shock was emitted from nine tents, and the leading group of Laura bugs, which were overflowing the aisle, fell one after the other.
"A modification that emits that much power of electric shock on the bug... no, the bug is exercising supernormal powers Death... Ahem, that's a hell of a story, Dace."
While impressed, Laura sends instructions to the bugs to successfully twist between electric shocks to attack the nine tentacles that are emitting electric shocks.
The tents are slain one after the other and fall, and the remaining worms arrive in the joy of history, striking them all together.
"Whoa... wait... uhhhhhhh!
Soon after, the insects were all over him and he was scratching algae, but eventually he fell on his knees, squatting and stopped moving.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah? This is... a very lame death... no, but it's definitely dead, Mass. Overlife, if all this vampire insight keeps sucking blood all at once, even regenerative abilities don't work Death..."
I haven't lost my fighting spirit yet from Laura whining in tannic terms.
"Well, your turn next, Death."
Laura looks back and sees who came from behind. Bugs flap their wings simultaneously away from the body of historical pleasure, filling the front, back, left, and right sides of Laura.
The person who showed up was Kiriko Fujita, Mayor of Euthanasia City.
"Kiriko, this barren dispute you set up, you get satisfactory results, Mashita Money? Ahem. Didn't you just sprinkle your life in jail, Descar? You're a sinful man, Death."
"I was aware..."
Laura points me out, Kiriko smiles coldly.
(This is still the boss of a major intelligence organization on the back street, and there's no way I don't know, Death.)
Laura squeaks in her mouth. I don't even know Kiriko, one of the top executives in Backstreet Central, that Laura is the boss of Whiplash, and I don't think Laura is known to Kiriko.
"Ahem. Okay, Mars."
Somehow Laura, this time without flying a bug, herself rushed to Kiriko and challenged him to a flesh-bomb battle.
Kiriko also knows that Laura is strong enough in melee combat. But one way or another, Laura tends to prefer the battle of exercising supernatural power, and that's more of a threat. In fact, it is still a place where bugs have been used to triumph over history, and so many bugs are still flying to cover the aisle.
(Any circumstance? Circumstances where insects cannot be used...... Or an attempt to make you think so?
Though suspicious, Kiriko went into battle with Laura by hand and empty fist.
Kiriko's knife, Laura's kick rolls out at each other and cuts each other's skies.
Laura flips and sees Sobat, Kiriko gently avoids.
Laura, who further inverted and rolled out a spinning kick, but Kiriko takes this with one hand.
With the accepted leg on its axis, Laura jumped up and rolled out the medulla oblongata, but Kiriko leaned back and flexed. Laura's legs crossed Kiriko's overhead position.
Kiriko was letting go of Laura's leg when she was removing Laura's medullary extension. Laura lands, changes her body and tries to take Kiriko's back.
Kiriko looked back at him when he let him take his back.
Kiriko felt signs of an attack from the direction she had been facing. About the same time Kiriko looked back at Laura's traveler, it flew in.
An octopus tentacle that deformed his arm, released by the rising Historic Pleasure, was wrapped around Kiriko's neck.
Laura doesn't miss that gap and sticks her hand knife from the front into Kiriko's chest. And grip the heart.
"Cuckoo! Instead of an operator, a pure good experimental bench. Ooh!
History Joy cheers, takes the needle out of the octopus sucker and injects it with anesthetics.
"It's a little fast Death. And the act I did earlier... it was too light, Death."
Laura says in a sigh mix, toward Historic Pleasure, who stretched her octopus tentacles from the rear of Kiriko and wrapped them around her neck.
"Guppy, I could still fool you, and this is how they captured you."
Historical pleasure makes me laugh slightly.
"What do you mean...? Oh no... I can't believe you guys are consigning..."
Kiriko didn't understand. It was still hard to believe that Laura would bond with Historic Pleasure when Historical Pleasure betrayed History alone.
"Cost Death, right? You deserve a reward, Death. You had your philosophy and your ideals, Deshauga, and you have committed a considerable sin. Drive your countrymen to death, Masita. That's the Atonement Death."
"Since when have you consigned...?
"Dace from a few minutes ago. When I put my bug in the body of history, I told the bug in my ear about Operation Hissing Dead, Masita. Instead of an operator, I'll give you one true ancestral over-life vampire, so you tell me to cooperate. He told me to pretend to be hit to trick Kiriko into coming."
Laura explained it to me and Kiriko also understood. He said Laura's aim was to be herself from the start. Even if Van Dam's neck can't be taken, crusading himself, the mastermind, will also make the face of the anti-Van Dam vampires.
(And I told Laura that I was a leap... almost certainly... palace country...)
Not 100 percent sure, but Kiriko could only think of that possibility.
"They imitate the flavor. Shh. And... you're so caught up, you stupid mayor. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
Before losing consciousness, Kiriko thought, listening to Historical Pleasure's laughter.
(If this is the reward you deserve, then all of you...)