Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

- I don't like it!

- I don't like it anymore!

- I've had enough!

- I need your help!

- I can't wait to fight such a bucket!

- Run away!

- I don't want to die!

- We have to run now!

- Do everything you can!

"- WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The monster, trembling in terror from the bottom of his heart, was shouting up by instincts rather than his own will.

- They'll eat you!

- You're supposed to be a predator!

- The hunter himself is about to be eaten the other way around by someone who should have been a prey!

"- Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Scream into the intense pain and fear that feeds into the left neck muscle. Sometimes, this "Black Medium Guy" bites here, chews off the scales that protect him, and eats the meat and blood that was hidden inside him.

Laughing.

"Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

The monster grabs his head from the side and desperately tries to peel off the boy who grabs it with his spinning clawed hands - that is, "The Black Guy" arms.

The different races, the better they know if they're laughing. This' black guy 'is trying to make a hole in this one's head, but at the same time he's been biting the empty neck muscle, citing it, and now he's chewing it over and over again drinking the blood overflowing from it. Leaking a crisp and fun voice, with her shoulders fine up and down.

- They'll eat you! They eat me! I don't like it! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!

There is a word for the idiotic power of a fire place. This is not an event expressed exclusively to humans, but passes through everything that lives and lives. That's exactly what the monster was at this time.

The intense emotion of not wanting to be eaten, not wanting to die, caused the whole body to squeeze without a drop from the depths of the polar-colored monster.

"Giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy!!!

Even the monster herself was amazingly powerful when she burst into screams every now and then. Both hands of the 'Black Guy', who was grinding and scraping his head apart. It was a sight as if an inmate imprisoned in prison were to open with all the iron lattices at his disposal.

- Away! Now we can get away with this!

In this case, anything that can escape this scene. I still don't need the 'Black Guy' mouth eating on my neck muscle, but I don't need the biting part anymore. Take it, and I pulled myself away without hesitation. Extremely colored light is sprayed from empty holes in all parts of the body, accelerating at full speed. By explosive propulsion, the intimacy between the monster and the 'black guy' is pulled off in momentum. The muscles around the monster's neck were eaten and chopped a thousand times by making a butch and fibrous noise. Extremely colorful blood erupts from the geyser and falls like rain.

He escaped as a shepherd without a problem.

Incredible acceleration even for the monster himself. A strangely fresh surprise that so much power was asleep in me. But I'm sure [if not at this time] it would be a force that won't be unleashed. I don't appreciate anything like that. I was sorry again.

Through the walls of the air at one proud thick corner, flying faster than the sound. Escape, from that dreaded 'black guy' - flee the threat of [preying] on the monster at a glance. Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, go, run, run, run, run, run, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

But.

"A - - -"

"Huh!?

I get shocked every time I get hit directly in the head. My heart stops at the unique squeal of 'The Black Guy' that reached my hearing.

He's chasing me. Moreover, the distance is not so far apart. Said he was running so hard.

"- Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!?

Driven by pure fear, the monster exclaimed again. No, don't come, don't come, I'm going that way.

Gah, and I got my hands on the corner of my head.

"- Huh!?

They hold their heads in with overwhelming force. Sharpening multiple sounds of corners. Those 'spinning nails' grabbed the horn with their grown hands.

The direction of flight was forced downward. In the spirit of a terrorized monster, we cannot loosen the spraying for acceleration. Therefore, with the momentum as it was, it crashed to the surface as a meteor.

Boom, shock, violent shock.

As a result, at the hands of the 'black guy', the monster is slammed to the ground and slips everywhere over the surface as he winds up gagging and earthsmoke by an unstoppable accelerated injection of self. Destroy the decaying skyscrapers that were being built in the direction of progress from their roots, but still push without any deceleration. A tremendous recoil and shock strikes my whole body, but it's like it's not on my mind. I even think that if the 'black guy' grabbing his head with a pile of rubble or wave tao that hangs rather shakes off and leaves, he'll be all hail.

Went through the city all at once with a selfless obsession. With the speed of the monster's movement, it's just a small garden such as the floating island of Oshima. It would generally be an area considered extensive but also equal to the cat's forehead.

If you notice, the hand that was grabbing the corner of your head is gone. I am also losing the black heavy pressure (pressure) that was sticking to my back. Yay, I pulled him off, I'll definitely run away like this -!

No heart or even vision is brightened by the slightly visible hope. When he renews his determination, the monster finds himself drained.

The bitten part plays too slowly. Weird. Usually you should recover from damage of this magnitude. The flesh and blood should regenerate immediately and the wounds should be blocked. What the hell is going on? What's going on?

The wound, which is still brand new, continues to drain liquids that glow in extreme colors. No, he said he shook off 'The Black Guy' because of it, but now he's tracked down with blood and smell.

Something needs nourishment. Yes, we have to find the prey. If self-renewal is difficult, we have to seek new sources of energy externally.

Flashing behind the brain like that is what the prey had to miss earlier (earlier). The big ones were too disturbing and frustrating to "erase" them, but the little ones left and the ones inside would be quite nourishing if they ate them.

We have to find them. Only then will we be able to escape that 'black guy' completely.

The monster instantly decided so and implemented measures to do so.

In other words, it is the magic of 'search'.

Technically, the monster is also one of the players who participates in the game prepared by God with Red Hair. The use of magic is naturally also permitted. Initially, he was a monster who refused to need something like this for himself, but it was no longer a four-five case.

Searching, some arrows emerged in the sight of the monster as soon as he put the sound out of his mouth that meant. This is the sign pointing to the location of the prey. There is the survival of earlier prey ahead. There's only one thing facing backwards, but I dared to ignore it. You don't even have to think about who that indicates.

Full speed penetrates the universe and shoots through the sky. I can see the blood draining at a fair pace. At the same time, power is lost from the limbs. The monster understands that the limit of his own activity time is near. Anyway, it's nourishing. I have energy. Ideally it will also be caught right away, put right in your mouth and digested right away.

If so, those little ones are the aim. Either way. That little one can chew it up with two or three bites and swallow it. As soon as you take it into your body like that, your neck wound will heal and your blood flow will improve.

If that happens, now we run off to the outside of the island. What we're looking for is enduring war. It's guerrilla warfare. It's an operation to poke surprises, poke gaps, poke voids. Ask for caution, attack your sleep, and scratch your neck, and it won't be the "black guy." Even if you lose in a moment of concentration, you are confident of a long period of latency and endurance. Whether it's a bad minute for a short walk or a marathon, this one is in your favor after all - that was the result of the analysis of his power, which was ejected among the monsters.

In fact, I could say that was one of the right answers. There was no reason to know, because the full force of the 'black guy' where the monster called it only kept him for three minutes.

The monster, who flew faster than the sound, immediately arrived in the airspace where the prey was. Scared by the shadow of the 'black guy' who would be following me from behind.

Eventually I caught it. Look down under your eyes.

Yes, I am. They're gathering around. There are two small ones for me, five for medium, no, six for me. Is one of the mid-sized males? One head bigger than the others. I'm the most devious.

――――

If so, it's the little ones you're after. Two choices: overall white, and peach-headed and pale-bodied guy. But the latter is losing his mind and relaxing, but that's why there are about three of them inside that seem troublesome.

But little white guy. That one, on the other hand, seems to take care of two of the guys that are sleeping around. I can't get in the way of that.

Take the array and eat it.

Eat and recover.

When I recover, I run away.

No longer can what needs to be done be simplified any more.

"Giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy!!

Rapid air manoeuvre. Bend the orbit by emitting very colorful light from the right half of the body. The trajectory to draw is that of the Raptor (Kin) when hunting fish in the water. I descend all at once from high altitude and grab my prey with my sharp nails. And then you go up into the sky where nobody gets in your way again, and then you devour the prey you capture. This is it, this is all I have.

Everything is for a moment.

Always noticed this guy till the end. Especially the little white guy disappears without even realizing he was eaten and killed. It's a late festival when the others find out.

Ni, I didn't know there was a smile in the monster's mouth.

"Oi."

I never thought of it. Super close - it also stops when the voice whispered in my ear, the truth, the monster.

――――

The prospect that I've been thinking about now turned bright white in an instant. The soft meat characteristic of the small prey, its chewy and tongue-intensive chest, froze the heartbeat.

A moment of self-loss.

- Omae Anoko Nerattanoka?

No longer a voice, but the will of the 'black guy' poured directly into my head like a psychosensitive. Besides, as I fully read the orientation of the monster's gaze.

Once again, the proud corner was gripped in the right hand of the "Black Guy," and even blocked with his left hand an empty injection hole in his back - a key spot that emitted light to accelerate and fly.

――

Impossible. How much momentum do you think polar colored light is being injected to maintain this high speed? There are more intense fluctuations erupting than bad attacks. It's just suicide, such as blocking it with your hands. In fact, even if I do it with my own hands, I can only see a future in which my arms will blow to dust.

Even so.

- Anoko Nerattanoka Yolini Moyotte Hannu

The death pronounces it but it is very quiet, and then some galangal whisper echoes several times in the monster's head.

- Bokuno, Taisetsunahanu.

The main injection hole was blocked, but the monster's flight was disturbed and insane by the time it was fatal.

"Giggyyyyyy!?

It should fly away with a very vivid trajectory of prey hunting raptors, but with the target in front of it, it drifts away in an unspoiled direction.

In a world where time stops, except for the monster and the "black guy," he serpents through the universe repeatedly rubbing (stirring) and eventually crashes into an open flat.

No longer a clash rather than a fall.

The monster was beaten to the surface at high speeds with the corners of his head and the parts necessary to fly completely seized. As if he was made a surfboard for "The Black Guy," he keeps slipping until he consumes all his inertia as he chooses and scrapes the surface wide.

"GIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGIGI

Goddamn it, and to the monsters who raise their anger at self-abandonment (yagimi),

"I won't allow it."

Now the flesh was called out.

For some reason, the monster became [ghoulish] in that word, which is not any strange philosophy, nor is it a general intonation.

Eventually the inertia that was on each other's bodies dies completely and stops with the monster's flesh buried half to the ground. By then, it would already be a big river if water sprung up - scarring the surface enough to make you think so.

Freedom was not advantageous because they were holding the corner of his head, but he still looks back at the 'black guy' riding on his back and turns his gaze.

Black - on the contrary, 'The Black Guy' was there.

Black. Black everywhere. My whole body was wrapped in pitch black, and the shadows in the shape of people - no, [darkness] just seemed to be there.

Even so, only the part that touched both eyes was brilliant. Bright light of deep purple. Then even the flames that burn sway.

It's the devil - the monster thought frankly.

The monster recognized himself as a 'monster'. I was conscious. that self is superior to others. He said he was the king. So he took in and absorbed all the other ghosts, and became king of solitude. He made all the power of ghosts other than himself his own, practically destroying the clan.

Still, the monster was able to speak Australian.

He said that he is the ultimate ghost man.

As long as I am here, the ghosts are not doomed, and I am not like the ghosts.

I said I was the [ghost man himself].

Therefore the monster has thought of himself as a 'monster' who transcends everything. No, the perception remained unchanged, and for the monster himself was still a 'monster'.

But, but.

The monster knew as a concept that there was [a being that transcends the 'monster' named himself]. There's a top up there, he said that's nature's cooking.

But there are only [Reapers] or [Demons], such as [things] that are beyond themselves that are 'monsters'. Stop laughing, they don't actually exist. If so, the truth, the strongest is himself. That's the reality.

That's what I assumed.

Until now.

"Gi......!?

There he is.

I was here.

Turn [Reaper] into [Devil] who transcends himself.

"You used the search, didn't you? Then you can't prevent this anymore, can you?

"Giggy......!?

Mishi, and a thick corner of his head raised his stiffness. It breaks - the monster really thought so. I've never dreamed of this breaking before, but now I can imagine different things. A future in which the proud polar horns will be broken by the time they are completely skinless.

"[Freeze]"

The monster should not have used 'search' or anything else just to find prey. We should have kept the magic warm to prevent this' freeze 'and used' wall 'here.

But regret never comes first.

It was too late.

The monster made a fatal mistake.

Everything.

"It's over."

The devil tells.

Make a noise with the Mississippi, and there is a corner that can be described as the identity of the monster. Eventually he could not withstand the oppression caused by the five fingers of the devil, and Piscilli was born. It instantly runs through the whole corner and spreads. The devil's finger devours and buries his fingertips inside as he crushes the vacuum and hard horns.

……

I can't even scream now. The monster is rigid as frozen every corner of his body. The effect of "Freeze" was also fully functional for the monster who is the "lass boss" as Eija calls it.

They lift the corners of their heads as they are and force their bodies up. I can't resist. The monster can only be left behind by the devil's exchange. Reverse Shrimp The monster, whose torso was pulled up to go against him, was forced to look up in the sky.

The monster's body length is far greater than the devil's. It will be about 1.5 to twice as long. With all the physical differences, it was the monster who had the current situation.

"I knew you were licking us. That's how attitudes, movements, and actions all told the story, not words. So instead of you daring to use 'magic', I knew right away that [I don't think I need it]"

As the devil spoke of something, he inserted something like a thin stick into the spray hole in his back that he had blocked with his hand.

"So here's what I thought. If you use magic like that, it must be when you're cornered. Conversely, I shouldn't show you that I have 'magic' until then... I thought I shouldn't remind you that 'freezing' can be prevented by 'wall'"

I have no idea what you're talking about. What are you talking about, this demon? What the hell is the purpose and this guy is talking to himself? The monster, who never spoke to his prey or anything else, was just bewildered by the very act of the devil, regardless of the content of the story.

"I thought about disappearing from your sight and letting you use 'search' or deliberately showing a gap and letting you use 'freeze' to dodge it. I thought about it..."

So once the words were cut, further power caged in the hand grabbing the monster's horn. The horns of the already worn monsters are more crushed to the point where they are about to break.

"... I didn't expect you to look for everyone in 'Search' to recover and go eat. [Thanks, I learned]. I'll be absolutely careful what happens next."

I don't know what you're talking about, but the monster thought 'this is a good opportunity' anyway. "Magic" has a time limit. This rigid state is released after a certain effect time has elapsed. If this is how you use up the gaps in the blame for wasting your time, I can't be more grateful. No longer throw away the corners of your head, etc. Life takes precedence now. I'll get you out of here, even if I stab you in the proud corner with my own hands.

"It's no use trying to escape."

――

Zubari, and the monster is stunned to be told inside. I just can't contain the unpleasant feeling that it was the right time to be heard in my heart.

"I know, I know everything. Everything you're thinking [comes through]. That's why it's no use. We all know that."

The devil's voice was as sad as it sounded.

"... I can handle it, almost later, I'm sure I can win - [flipping over all at once] where we all thought it would be like that. Ambush the tiger gaze and the moment to reverse hope to despair... you know what I mean?

Kathari, and a hard, dry sound echoed on the monster's back. It echoed among the jet holes for flight and acceleration, and the monster felt it with tremors rather than sounds.

"This is all [what you've done]."

- No way.

The monster was strongly aware of the feeling that his spine would freeze. Even if the magic of "Freeze," this moment alone must have made my body just as stiffened and unable to move, he said.

I realized it, to the devil's [intent].

Hence the immense fear dominated the whole body.

"The best part is they flip the plate - I'll let you taste that feeling, too"

There is only a few moments left. Just a little more, just a little more time...

There's no way we're gonna make it.

"Never, never let them get away"

The [something] put into the injection hole in his back was subjected to an upward force.

"You're done here. Drill Break."

The last word the devil said was pale to the end.