Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"... ah"

After exhaling, Madoka enters the scene without force, as if the thread had been broken.

'Are you all right?

Seeing that, Sooner Gress rushed over to Madoka.

"It's okay. Hey, I was just pretending."

"Lack of magic. You're out of MP. Stay put, stay calm. They manipulated plants so powerfully. I can't help it. '

Gres looks at the hand shaped plant, Ge, created by Madoka, who is dripping red blood, while supporting Madoka.

Ge is still moving and, obviously, crushing Isoya as she grows beyond the limits of the variety.

From the interior of the plant there was a constant stream of cockroaches and crushing sounds.

'... that's awesome. You might be able to strangle some black Wyburn.'

"Oh, yeah. More than that, I'm a little sorry. Maybe I couldn't do it too much. I've run out of MPs a few times, but I've never been like this before."

Madoka leans straight against Gres.

I have used MP for vegetables and so on to ensure food, but Madoka's fatigue is completely different then and now.

"... sure, Master Madoka never used up his MP in battle, did he? Perhaps that's what caused it '

"... sure, no. I always only consumed about half of it at the level. But so much..."

'That's the thing called battle. I'm dying of life. Of course it is. "

Once again, Gres looks at the palm of Ge's hand created by Madoka.

'But I didn't know you were really going to defeat me. Even though this one was exhausting, they were better off...'

"Because Grez worked hard for you. Greg helped me out, so I guess I got stronger."

'No, I don't think my magic will affect you that much. In the first place, I was mainly thinking about gathering information and cutting the opponent's power so that Master Syndicate could win. Well, that's wasted, too.'

Originally, Gres did not consider defeating Isoya.

This time the two of us decided to first establish whether the information that Gres wanted to obtain, Isoya's ability to make it smaller, is a weapon's ability to find out what Isoya's profession is and, if possible, use that skill.

Next, drop Madoka, who was stranded with tools on the ceiling, near Isoya and defeat Isoya with Madoka's skill.

To the big mess, this is the kind of operation.

By the way, the Ge used by Madoka is something Madoka called iGOD and took out of the item box.

the iGOD has not changed from the size of the source, it was very difficult to use, but I used it in a hidden hospital room, so I managed to use it.

The grid was soaked in the slime of the ceiling with the tools, and after it had poured down on Isoya, it germinated.

Madoka's skill and his full breath of Gres' magic grew explosively, capturing and defeating Isoya.

This is the light of this battle.

(... Sure, there is a part of me that helped. But still, this plant is too strong)

Gres looks at Madoka.

Madoka feels tired and exhausted, but she feels tired somewhere.

I just killed one person.

(So much so, I guess. Madoka-sama had such an intense willingness to kill that she exceeded her limits)

Considering what Isoya did, that might be a natural thought.

But is that a good thing?

Especially for Syndicate.

'... but you're tired. I, too, am near the limit.'

Gress sits on the ground herself, moving the Madoka she supported.

"Yeah, Gres is off, too. I can't move, either."

"Yeah, really, it's the limit"

Gress squeals her fingers.

Then the golden maid clothes that Madoka wore disappeared.

I mean, Madoka goes back naked.

"... Huh? Yeah, hey, why the clothes!?

'It's the limit, so I erased it. Phew, I'm gonna take a break.'

"Huh? Is this so tiring stuff? She dropped it with a blade or something, so she put it on just in case..."

'... soon, Master Syndicate will be here. Syndicate's reaction to seeing Madoka-sama naked...... I just can't stop imagining'

"That's why!? Or what's in it for Gres? I don't understand Grez's sexuality anymore!

'If you could take this opportunity, Master Syndicate would also give us an inferiority...... that?

So, Gres realizes.

'... Dear Madoka. You stay small.'

"Huh? Speaking of which, I won't undo it..."

Gres and Madoka, at the same time, look at the plants.

"... if we defeat the user, can we go back to normal?

"Yes, it should be."

"Um, the hammer that makes it smaller is there. Skills, too, Greg made me use them... does that mean he can use another skill?

'It's not inconceivable, but to use the skills of more than one profession, at least one cannot be used without extremes of profession. And that, it takes time. Normally, you can't do it in a month.'

The case of Syndicate is an exception.

A lot.

"Then use the skills you're selling..."

'Nor should there be as much stuff as vocational skills. Especially the stuff you can remember in a basic position like a warrior. At least there shouldn't be anything to escape that plant restraint......'

At that time, suddenly, a plant detaining Isoya in the shape of a palm exploded.

"Cah!?

"Fess!?

Parallax and scattered pieces of gem pour down on the Madokas.

"Ah... oh, I finally got out of it. Hey, it was dangerous, seriously. If it weren't for Mr. Yakuma's meds, he might be dead."

Isoya stood where the plants were.

Flat.

The whole body stained red with blood, from all the torn parkas, white things, flat, despite the bones protruding.

Isoya, even laughing, stands.

"The syringe I had in my chest pocket broke and it helped. The medicine in there is on my body... it took me longer than I would normally punch in."

Pikipiki and the sound is heard from Isoya's body.

A bone that was protruding from Isaiah's body returns to Isaiah's body making a noise.

"Uh... but it sucks. This, seriously, sucks. I don't want to kick Mr. Yakuma's meds, because..."

"... Huh?

Isoya's body suddenly disappears.

"Duh, where... Huh!?

Immediately, Madoka and the others captured Isaiah's appearance.

Isoya was in the immediate vicinity of Ge, who had captured the gavel and syringe.

So Isoya is big, and he hasn't moved.

However, the problem is that Isoya already has the gavel and needle.

At some point, tear down the claws of Ge that had captured them.

"Ah... calm down, me. Calm down, seriously, it sucks, duh, duh..."

Isoya's breathing gets rough.

"Ah..."

For a moment, Isoya's movement stops.

And I started laughing.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

It was loud.

It was an odd voice.

I hear voices coming from Isoya, like I don't know where they're coming from.

It's like just asking, your spine gets cold, your voice.

"Ah... happiness"

That's when Madoka realized.

One of the weapons Isoya has in his hands.

The syringe is missing.

"Gre......"

Anyway, Madoka, who thought it was a bad idea not to move, turns to Gres.

"... fest?

Gres, too, must have noticed now.

The syringe that Isoya had in Gres' abdomen poked deep into her.

Given the size of the grease, that's no different than the spear being pierced.

"Gres......!?

Like, Madoka tries to run over to Gres, but Gres' body disappears.

"Ha... happy, seriously, happy..."

A late breeze told Madoka where Gres was.

Gres is caught in Isoya's hand with a tranced look on his face.

"In this state, absolutely yay... fairy feathers, cute, golden, feathers, chisel, little girl, chisel, yucky looking iki..."

Isoya's breathing becomes even more dangerous and rough.

"Ko... of...!

Madoka squeezed so little power left.

From the nose and mouth, blood begins to bleed.

Still, Madoka wanted to stop what Isoya was trying to do now.

"Ugh... oh yeah!

And one of the chiseled claws answered Madoka's wish and moved out.

At that time.

"Hi-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Isoya's hand moved.

In a moment, half of Gres' right feather and all of his left feather disappear from her body.

The feather, in Isaiah's hand, fell apart, to Gushagusha.

"Ah..."

Madoka stared at the sight.

Slowly, Gres' body falls to the floor.

"Whoa... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... hey"

Isoya trembles with a blurb.

"One, and the next,... hands, hands. Ha... hands, feet, all, shredded, there's another one, but it's time, Mr. Gaomaro, but another, for now, hands..."

Thoughts...... no, desires, as if they were flushing, Isoya twinkles and stares at Gres falling on the floor.

From the mouth of Isaiah, and the saliva, dripping down.

"Ugh... uhhhhhhhhhhh"

Look at that, Madoka, crying, roaring.

Trying to protect Gres, I think.

I'm trying to move Ge Tsuta.

But if I can't do it anymore, everything in my body, I'll tell Madoka.

I just moved it, so it's really, really zero.

No matter how much you roar, think, the power that's left in Madoka is zero.

The nosebleeds, the tears, fall to the floor softly.

"Hands, hands, hands, hands, guts..."

Is it to scare Gres?

As if to show off, slowly, Isoya puts her hands close to Gres.

In its hands, falling apart, Gres' feathers creeping.

The desire that made so many women unhappy is stained.

"Fe...... fe......"

Seeing that, Gres blues and moves out to get a little distance from Isoya.

"Good face...... haha...... what?

Such a grease, Isoya's hand, which made her even more in a good mood, stops.

No, I can stop it.

What stopped it was the ice.

Transparent, ice wall.

"Hey, was it too late"

"... fest!

A boy with feathers in a black coat was on the stairs near the hall.

In the boy's hand, a pale dagger.

Some weapons were lowered on his hips, including red daggers and cane-like objects.

"Senior!"

Madoka screams.

"... bad, made me wait"

The boy, Syndicate, has arrived.