Kimyra, who releases her strong killing temper to tin and exposes her anger, obviously hates magic attacks.
Without taking it like a physical attack, you must have decided it was dangerous and taken evasive action.
You should be able to defeat Kimyra with that attack.
"Sounds like you don't like magic attacks better than physical attacks.
You have a stronger magic trick than you do now?
"Now that's the fastest and most powerful.
You can't fight while you're moving. "
Talking to the tin about swallowing, Kimyra changed her target to a tin that unleashed a scorching arrow and flew over here.
Mr. Syrup interrupts there, puts a kick in Kimyra and obstructs him.
Always quiet, but Mr. Syrup's battle kicks are awesome.
Even if they are forced to defend themselves, they don't miss out on Kimyra's gaps and draw attention to them.
I haven't even taken the damage yet because I avoid it without being forced.
It always feels like we're fighting with a certain distance and observation.
But the other guy is a demon like I've never even seen in a tin.
Think of it as reversing the situation to some kind of clap.
While Mr. Syrup is protecting us, let's figure out a way to strike.
... You've been thinking about this all these days.
If you're a strong opponent, there's nothing else you can do.
"I want you to do it like you did in Brilliant Buffalo.
If you do, you can't avoid magic. "
"Okay, I'll sprinkle the mayonnaise.
Syrup!
I'll leave all the mayonnaise behind, so be careful not to step on it. "
"Okay ~"
Even if I put it down, I can't come close to Mr. Kimyra and Mr. Syrup, who move at a fierce speed.
I decide to fly a chunk of mayonnaise from afar dongly like a cannon and set up a trap.
I will dongle a chunk of mayonnaise to get into Mr. Syrup's sight in order to keep him out of the way as much as possible.
When it lands on the ground, it spreads bechar and trap installation is complete.
While making about four places as well, Tin sets up an arrow one more time and begins to prepare for the attack.
Kimyra didn't try to step on the mayonnaise, even as she prayed she would step on it as it was.
Even as Mr. Syrup moves closer to the mayonnaise, he chooses the ground to avoid the mayonnaise.
I'm sure you're more intelligent than Brilliant Buffalo, that's troublesome.
It'll be more than luck here, but you might want to shift to someone who hits you directly.
Luck is MAX at 100, so it could easily hit.
He stuck his right hand forward and decided to wait until Kimyra arrived in a straight line.
I want to fly as vigorously as possible, so let's turn it into ketchup, not mayonnaise for easy visibility.
Because you can't involve Mr. Syrup.
Oil is more mayonnaise, but if ketchup is wrapped around it, the movement should be dull, and the magic should be easier to apply.
I'm not a brilliant buffalo, so I don't need to do this.
All you have to do is create a chance to hit the tin magic.
Standing together to aim for tin makes me a little embarrassed.
Tin trying to attack with a scorching arrow.
Me trying to fly ketchup and attack.
Even if there's something in common about the same red, I'm the Dasai overwhelmingly.
With that in mind, Kimyra came up on the line.
Believe only in luck without setting a goal and unleash a giant ketchup bomb.
Dwwwwww.
For some reason it sounds loud like a cannon and a huge chunk of ketchup about 1m in diameter flies away.
Much slower than expected.
Fly through the sky at a kid-level speed that dashes with all your strength and strikes Kimyra r......
Bechar.
I never hit Kimyra that fast, and ketchup spread to the ground.
It is the birth of the worst black history, a ketchup bomb.
I'm so sorry because the tin next door looks serious and I'm after it.
Mr. Syrup would have expected it, too, because there was a noise in vain.
Yet reality has only become black history. Pity.
We only have less fighting power than goblins, so let's make it big.
I thought, that's when.
Kimyra, who continues to attack Mr. Syrup, lands on the ketchup without any stray.
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Bashdos
"G-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o"
Seriously, I stepped on a ketchup.
You do it yourself and you say it, but you're gonna step on ketchup?
Mayonnaise was on guard, but you're not on guard against ketchup.
If you don't sprinkle me with slippery mayonnaise, I don't have a mayonnaise trap (trap) position.
Tin didn't miss the timing too often.
You can't hide your surprise in an unforgiving magic attack.
"That's Tatsuya, I didn't know you would use ketchup, the color of blood, to break your guard over the color of mayonnaise that doesn't exist in nature.
I had no idea. "
I didn't have that idea either.
Hats off for your sharp analytics. [M]
But let me just say this.
"You're right."
Show off your biggest doya face and raise your tin points.
Intelligent characters see it... I don't hate it.
Kimyra rises on the ketchup with the tin's unleashed arrow poking at her body.
I no longer know if it's blood or ketchup.
Target changes to tin again, and Kimyra runs this way.
Mr. Syrup, who appeared refreshed there, kicked the flying kick out of the blind spot in such a way as to push the burning arrow that was piercing him.
G-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.
Tin doesn't condone painful Kimaira.
Instantly make a burning arrow and unleash it.
But Kimyra flew sideways and avoided the arrows on the verge of a chase arrow hitting her.
Obviously, Kimyra is starting to hurt and take damage, but she doesn't seem to slow down.
Did Kimyra reach the pinnacle of her anger, and when she roared loudly with GOOOOOOOO, she distance herself from us.
And even though I've only ever had close range attacks, I've been exhaling flames from a distance.
BOOOOOOOOOO
Unparalleled by the breath of Wyburn's fire previously seen is a disastrous red and black flame.
Eating up his teeth, Tin pulls one step on his right leg and holds his hands forward to create a flame.
unleashed to counter the flames of Kimyra.
Both flames clash and intense enthusiasm spreads around.
Hurry away from the tin and evacuate from the flames.
Scorching a soy sauce warrior doesn't smell like soy sauce.
Taking a distance and looking back, both flames were antagonizing.
No, the confrontation between flames that seemed mutually reinforcing is only slightly stronger with Kimyra's flames.
The tin flames are slowly starting to press.
I thought.
I've seen anger reach its peak and open its mouth before.
Yes, that was the first time I defeated an oak.
An angry oak opened his mouth wide and said, "Give me Habanero."
I'm sure Kimaira must feel the same way.
I am attacked by the sense of mission that I have to offer Habanero.
I can't stop coming up with stupid things.
Approach Kimyra, a disaster-class demon, and travel from 45 degrees diagonal to a targeted position.
Mr. Syrup, who noticed me acting suspiciously, came nearby.
I'm sure you'll protect me when it's dangerous.
Relieved by Mr. Syrup, I fire a high-compressed habanero sauce into Kimyra's mouth, aiming for him.
Bushuuuuuuuuu
Just habanero sauce is obstructed by high temperature flames and evaporates before it enters Kimyra's mouth.
Being attacked by a sense of purpose, I won't stop draining Habanero sauce until Kimaira eats me.
It's like a firefighter putting out a fire.
Something unexpected happens here.
Kimyra suddenly stopped flaming and began to suffer as she rolled to the ground.
Maybe the evaporated habanero went through his nose and throat and attacked the mucous membrane.
Habanero sauce came off my mouth because of that, so I'll set my aim right and put it in my mouth for you.
Bushuuuuuuuu
GOOOOOOOOO
I miss opening my mouth wide and flirting around.
That's saying, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."
A kid who doesn't buy sweets in a supermarket looks just like him.
I was attacked by a sense of purpose that I had to raise more.
Bush.
Bush.
Bush.
GOOOOOOOOO
It is difficult to put it in your mouth because it is jittery.
If you'd grown up, I'd let you in full more.
It is still tin that is intolerable here.
Never seen this sight before. Mr. Syrup is unintentionally pocan, but Tin sees me fighting two oaks in person.
So don't hesitate to reshape the big bow and release the arrow into Kimyra's stomach.
Bashdos
GOOOOOOOOO
Bush-bush.
GOOOOOOOOO
Bashdos
GOOOOOOOOO
By hitting the tin arrow, Kimaira turned to me and started barking.
I'm sure Kimyra woke up to dm.
"It hurts. Next thing I know, I want hard pain!" And he went out of his way to open his mouth wide and screw Habanero.
I don't know what it feels like, because I'm M, too.
So don't hesitate to accept Habanero.
With a spicy, painful, spicy, painful repetition, to simultaneous attacks from the inside and outside of the body, Chimaira is deprived of her body's freedom.
Kimyra, a disaster class, was unable to withstand this, and gradually became breathless.
A tin that reassures Kimyra that she is no longer moving.
I can do my job and relieve myself.
This is what Mr. Syrup said to me when the battle with the disaster-class demon was over and my heart calmed down.
"That's a weird party."