Sanzen no Souru Supina

A confrontation between the monsters that began with a scream like a hairy one too.

Wesen: The battle between "Burst Head" and the King of Rapture summoned by Isma: "Garang Bau" was sometimes incomplete in summons, and for a moment it was thought that they were one another.

But the king of bulimia: the toxin doesn't work on "Garang Bau".

On the contrary, for a king of bulimia, that's just a slightly strange amuse.

In northern court cuisine, it is served before an appetizer, only to the extent of the "sashimi (amusement)" name, which is eaten out by a single sickle or lid.

As soon as each other's limbs and jaw gates, which were biting, separated, [Burst Head] breathed a poisonous exhale with the intent of a special blow.

King of bulimia: "Garang Bau" takes that direct hit.

It's also in the oral cavity.

If it was a normal organism, this blow would not have been safe, even if it had been a dragon that was highly resistant to poison.

However, Galan Baugh did not exhale, but rather perceived it as the incense of a spice of concern and grabbed the organ where it was already the leg and neck of every poisonous smoke.

I can't wait to see Burst Head.

The moment we finished unleashing the Special Attack, the giant Jaw Gate of Galan Bau was devoured by the whistle.

Anomalous Monster: "Burst Head" rammed into a mess, but the King of Rapture never let go of the Jaw Gate, which he ate once. Never until one of the four legs of Burst Head is pulled out of the muscle fibers at the mercy of force and spinning white fluids.

That was the watershed.

King of bulimia: "Galan Bau" was eaten on one limb after another.

Isma is passing through misery and watching the sight that can only be described as hell itself.

I didn't lose my mind for a second.

They control it while maintaining the Summoner in real time, which I didn't carefully teach them.

That's not a trinket either.

Now creating a white blood pond hell beneath your eyes, and dancing and eating the alien monster: Burst Head, the bucket is quite a pillar of the divine demon.

It is not mankind, but a kind of totem worshipped by a clan of oaks that flock to a frozen coniferous forest belt extending far east from the Hadari field.

By the way, the orcs in this Zodiac continent have the appearance of a pig with an upright gait, a creature dominated by appetite for most of its behavioral principles.

He says he's just asleep and has a warm, not-so-warm personality as long as his belly is filled, but the approximate oak is badly hungry, he'll mouth anything for now, and at the same time, he'll form a sidekick party to get food, and he'll be attacked as an army.

A layer of fat on thick over developed muscles is natural armor, which, coupled with terrible toughness, becomes a threat to humanity.

In other words, when relative to mankind, orcs are almost certainly enemies.

There are also rumours that they mate with any race - which, to the best of Izma's knowledge, is only strictly human.

However, this is also only a very rare case.

Surviving children seem to strongly inherit the characteristics of the species that have become mothers, except for their slightly plump fleshy, large ears and developed canine tooth sensitive sense of smell, a flourishing appetite.

Izma's knowing half-oak was quite a pretty girl.

However, the diet is about three times that of a normal adult.

It's a precaution because it's every meal too.

For the record, cooks are a fairly high-ranking and respectful profession in the species of oak.

Rumor has it that the court of the king of mankind in the kingdom of the kingdom of the kingdom of the kingdom is invited by the cook of the oak, and that the king of that country is doing all he can for gastronomy.

When it comes to academics in oak society, this is about court cuisine (gastronomy).

Speaking of which, the beautiful girl in half oak was also the cook's daughter.

Of course, I have an extraordinarily intense, passionate backstory, but that's too derailing, so I discount it.

Because such orcs worship totems and fear, I see the appetite of the King of Rapture: "Galan Baugh" was tremendous.

Anomalous Monster: The "Burst Head" keeps regenerating the flesh, grabbing it with all this delicacy, and drinks it up without even chewing (squirting) it.

equilibrium was quickly broken by an unusual appetite that could even awe

King of bulimia: "Galan Bau" is a handrailed jaw gate (Agate) that devours even the surrounding mushrooms.

Finally, he finished eating most of the flesh, and all that was left was sarcoma and a statue of the divine, and geometric tissue.

Of course, it wasn't a very appetizing sight, but I guess for [Garang Bau] the matter to that extent was something that I didn't have to worry about.

I ate it for nothing.

Isma was pushing Elma against her chest, trying not to look at the sight.

That may have been a useless care for Elma, who should have faced many cruel occasions before, but instead of being treated like a girl, Elma doesn't even try to hide her delight.

Instead, the scent of the creepy Terminator and the (Ibizus) rising from Isma's flesh, combined with the situation, was getting expensive.

In a rather elusive sexuality, there is.

"Are you done?

"We're almost there."

"Me too, I want to watch"

Watching the Lord's triumphant moments together is the most proud occasion for earthspider femininity.

It is about a time when flames, iron, and blood still edged the world.

The spice of blood incense and brutality in victory could have been more natural.

"Wow, gory, bone bite, meat tear..."

Elma's voice is endlessly glossy.

And "Galan Bau" was the moment when he finished eating until the last piece and at the same time Isma transferred her consciousness to the law of repatriation.

At best, "Garang Bau" roared and began to ramble.

"What? I'm not out of control, am I?

Even Isma gave a serious and hurried voice.

It was such an unexpected rampage.

"After all, I shouldn't have eaten anything at all? The Grid Gate.

Hastily carry out the repatriation process.

Immediately the repatriation gates are opened, and the King of the bulimia as he sinks into the hierarchy where he is supposed to be: "Garang Bau" breaks out.

It seems ruthless, but the king of bulimia is not originally an enemy or ally to Isma.

If that starts rambling around like this, there is only one option that can be taken for Izma, who has served the purpose of removing the "burst head" that was already an obstacle.

Opening the gate and returning to the phase where "Galan Bau" is supposed to be.

The next time we met, Isma decided that maybe it would be a start after buying a grudge, but only if we didn't see each other.

However, "Garang Bau" returned the souvenirs after placing them neatly.

A violently shaken neck spat out the foreign body as it left.

It was a far-through guideline, which stood clashing near the lurking rock shelves of Isma and Elma.

The statue of God and the "Greed Gate" sticking out like a root from it.

"Uh, I can't eat this."

After the smoke of the spores that had already risen had left, Izma saw and felt the strange sight.

"What is this? She's beautiful, she's got an all-inclusive face, and she's got chills somewhere."

"Elma, you know, maybe the raw materials in this" Greed Gate "have something to do with my real enemies - you know? Maybe I'm part of someone who's determined to wipe you out of this world completely."

No, and Isma denies it on the inside.

Maybe, not.

Undoubtedly, this is, yes.

And then... maybe it's just fine.

The standing idol moves the "Greed Gate" like a weak bug, making a chirping noise.

"I'll erase it. Arakami: In the dark (Kuramitsu) sealed in Ibizus, I will break it down to the concept, rather than the elementary particles (Quark) or the mimetics (Meme). Never again, until I can't remember the snail."

Gently lowering Elma, Isma spread her arms.

Thoracic armor unfolds and the jaw gate (Agate) of the "Ibizus" reappears.

"This guy doesn't just have a physical approach. A device that wipes out Omae as a concept. Yes, it's a semi-permanent organ that drives Omae and the rest of our specialty, Negative!

Just the right litmus - Isma laughs invincibly.

Unlike Omae and others, however, I only exercise this in my own Nerd.

That is, "After Will" = by "Spindle"?

Staring at the sight, Elma heard the sound of being in the woods in the wind the night of the storm.

It's the sound of countless butterflies striking their wings.

Moonshine Favor in its finished form.

Really "Hiraki".