Real Cheat Online

Running for the castle, a team of nine.

To a lesser extent, but not more, the number of dungeon attacks.

But the organization, which has beautiful players who said Aoi or Cui, and Mohican Bomber, a little boy mascot, seems to be enough to attract attention, and a variety of gazes from the players who go and go get stabbed.

It seems that some areas of the dungeon have room for player-to-player combat called PK Free Areas to be unquestioned and possible, so be careful.

The stabbing of the eyes of jealousy and envy released from the bastard.

One hour to ignore such a gaze and move on eliminating the monsters that appear one after the other.

We stood in front of Castle Gate, the entrance to Castle Oosaka. When we get to this area, the players look less alike.

"I thought it was a castle I could see better from afar... but this is nasty"

On the face of the knight, who removed his temper and looked up, there was a child-like glow admiring the professional athlete.

"The height of Osaka Castle in reality is 54.8 meters, including Tendai's, but this is about the Tokyo Tower... yeah, it's amazing"

Everyone's gaze of respect gathers in a thunderbolt showcasing the knowledgeable side.

"If I get completely naked at the top of the temple, I guess it feels good to sawdust"

Everyone's gaze of contempt gathers to the fool who exposes his perverse side. Aoi, don't look at that. My eyes are dirty.

"Yes, yes, let this pervert go, let's go"

Right, Mr. Peak Break. But you're a pervert, too.

"Inside the castle, there will also be monsters inspired by warlords from the Warring States, so you need to be more vigilant."

"You don't have to be so vigilant, Ethereal. The great names of the warring nations, because many of them were also male."

Which neighborhood is ok!? Hey, Mr. Peak Break!?

"Okay. So, do you want to go!

THROUGH!? Is Cui okay with THROUGH now!?

As the Tsukomigage was consumed at an absurd rate, our party went into the castle of Oosaka, where Mohican Bomber's mother sat.

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The structure in the castle was the look and make that many of them would have imagined had they been Japanese.

The corridors made of wood and the bamboo (fusoma) stretched out on one side are only consecrated in such a way as to restore nature to the standing of those who enter. This neighborhood is no different from the Japanese castle I saw on my school trip.

Being too gigantic a castle, I had already guessed on the exterior, I was neither surprised nor so surprised that the width of the hallway or the height to the ceiling was more than 10 meters.

Though I was somewhat surprised that a zombie dressed as a samurai named Corrupt Soldier entered the castle.

"Surprise attacks are hectic, and fights line up. Unless you push it in numbers, it's not a big threat."

Punish the gun and knife that created a number of lights and give it a zackling rating.

"If Saw and I are in the lead, we're going to be able to deal with it unless we have more enemies. And if you have that ceremonial god that Mohi summoned."

A flame-breaking red eye with a double sword flies near the ceiling, toward a paper-based bird.

In addition to birds with excellent enemy abilities, Mohican Bomber's skill "Style God", a Yin Yang master, can also be used by tortoises with excellent defensive abilities, as well as tigers with excellent attack abilities. While in service, the surgeon seems to weaken, but still too effective.

"Hang on, if you knew Mohi was a Yin Yang Master, you could have dressed up for it. Just don't let the vibe fade when you're in Zimbabwe."

In the flame-breaking words, a shade arises in Aoi's expression.

"Sorry... I chose this garment..."

"Gi!? Yes, no, no, that's not what I meant! Uh, the...?

A pale chop descends on the back of the flaming head of the wolf.

"Excuse me, Mr. Blue. I didn't mean to offend him either."

"Yes, no, because I don't care either"

To a horny goddess, a flaming crack that holds her head down. Ethereal crack with head down. Bright air blows through those brewing air.

"I love these clothes! Blue. You gave it to me. It's important!

A smile in the back, coming back.

Half the frustration with the fact that it wasn't me who brought out her smile. Still, I'm half glad you're feeling better, mixed up in a mess.

You're such a dumb kid in these places, I am.

"Well, it's been a good vibe, and let's pick our next route. You're splitting up nicely."

Shinji's voice is sucked into the back of the hallway, which is divided into two hands.

The right and left look the same, but the fact that choices are quite important when these things happen was so much learned in this game that I don't like it.

Mistaken choices here could lead to fatal mistakes.

On the same face, tension sticks...

"Bye! Ask Sticks!"

In a tone reminiscent of a blue tanuki-shaped robot, Mr. Peak Break gives a wand out of his nostalgia.

Oh, hey.

"This is how I... oh, I fell to the right. All right, right!

"Wait, no, no, no!?

A scratch with all the leeway scraped off jumps out of the back of my stomach.

There's a monster coming out of the sky. From all points of view, I can't look at this.

"Nah, Soo-kun. Are you also rotten with this Mr. Peak Break super item?

Yes, I do, I do. There's also a little bit of dissatisfaction in the pronunciation.

"This is a rare item I got when I took part in the Reid Boss crusade in the Sikok region, and it's amazing anyway, right?

Oh, that would be awesome. I can only see a future that is angry from the awesome and ruined at once.

"This isn't just a stick, it's a very appreciated item that points to the likely route of an event."

Awesome. The moment we use it, there's going to be an event called litigation. You have no chance of survival.

"Oh, my God, if it's a two-choice issue, it's because you have a 50% success rate!

That's amazing. You're really out of your mind that the bars and rare items you pick up around there only have the same effect.

However, due to repeated scratch gauge depletion, no more negative words were left over in strength, and our party entrusted Mr. Peak Break's super items to go ahead and move on.

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"Hey what do you mean, this route!? Damn it, boss, they're coming out!?

"Oh, those are the seven spears of Bitch Yue!? Hey, you got 7 enemies on that level or something!?

"All right, Hive, let's do this!

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God."

Charala Run, Ask Stick ~.

"Hurry! The big balls will crush you!

"General, carry the blue!

"I'm already doing it!

"Whatever. Run! It's gonna be pancakes!

"Why those big balls!

"I just saw players crushed and disappearing. Must be their souvenirs! Damn!"

Charala Run, Ask Stick ~.

"Have you finally reached your savepoint? We've got a couple of other parties... and we've got the lodging feature."

"It's just the right time, and shall we take a break here? We need to have lunch."

"Then why don't we take an hour off for each team? That way, Mohi won't be alone."

"Then please come from Mr. Kazumayama. We can still afford it."

"Thanks, Reef. I'll be back in an hour."

Frequent breaks. Oops, my feet are on their own...... Captain Leaf, my lord, I'm going for a walk.

"Just now - what is this!? Why are you so worn out?!?

"Welcome back, Peak Break. Don't worry about me. 'Cause I just got my usual illness."

"You're an asshole. You think you're going on a mid-boss stuffing trip by yourself? Besides, it almost eats me up."

"Eh, for the stumbling block of warlords whose male culture was normal!? That story, a little detailed!

"I'm going to take a break!

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"... finally, huh"

Glowing doors in carved gold on the face of a fox. Stand before it and remember previous ordeals.

It's been a long, long way. I don't remember how many more scratches I put in.

It was still good to get to the neighborhood where I took a break from taking turns. We were able to fight a lot against the enemies of the middle boss class inspired by the warlords of the warring countries, and more importantly, we were able to have fun with Novinobi.

I also had a hard time waiting for a corrupt soldier with a volcano gun to line up in a side-by-side row and lay a further three-step formation, but it was quite fun.

The problem was a military-type monster named Hambeye and Cambeye that appeared afterwards.

The warlord type sets up a battle from the front, while the ones called the warrior type try to skip quiz form problems or use the rotter under their command skillfully to trap them. Honestly, these enemies are the hardest to do.

Had it not been for Aoi and Cui, they would definitely have eaten a stall on that floor.

Then again, I ran into unique (unintelligible) monsters like ninjas, monkeys with unusual obsession with women and giant venomous snakes who somehow tried to make me buy oil, and they shredded the gorilla and the MP, but now all of them are good memories...

"No, you don't. I never want to see you again."

"What are you talking about, total?

A knight with his armpit comes by.

"Nothing. More than that, are you ready?

It's out on the map with the top floor, and I'm pretty sure the back of this door is the boss room.

"Whoa. All but you are made. You just get your HP healed with the item."

"Seriously. Hurry up."

It's my bad habit to run into reminiscences and delusions when stress crosses a certain line.

Remove the glass vial with the HP restorative "Whole Water" from the item box and shake it from your head.

"Cold."

Water absorbed from the scalp and damaged drips off the tip of the hair. One or two drops. Eventually, when it also broke off, the HP bar floating around the corner of vision was full.

"All right... we're ready"

Waiting for that word more than anyone else was a warrior who stood up to reclaim what was important.

"Brother Soo"

Straight eyes.

I'm not lost. There is one thing to do. I can't take my gaze off that rolling eye of power.

"... don't be so powerful. I'll make it happen."

Your wish.

"Okay. I'm coming, guys!

When the temperamental Cui's voice sounded, he was pushed into the hands of thunderbolts and flamebreakers, and the heavy gold door slowly began to open its jaw as it raised a tall sound.

"That's the first time you've said that."

Throw yourself into a battle you know you're going to lose.