The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

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This is inside the giant cargo compartment of a special passenger plane.

There was a wide range of silver coffins reminiscent of armored cars there.

On the surface of the coffin there is an engraving of the feathers of the pale butterflies.

Two mercenary men in camouflage clothes watching the coffin.

Hold an assault rifle connected to a sling swivel.

The grip on the gun goes along.

The index finger extended from the other hand was in a position to be touched by the trigger.

Then one of the mercenaries who lurked his eyebrows approaches the giant coffin of silver.

"What's up?

"There was a noise coming from this coffin"

"Sound?

With so much doubt, the mercenary, who thought to look into it himself, also approaches the coffin.

"Maybe it's my fault. I thought I heard something from the inside..."

"We're supposed to have barometric pressure here, right?

They nod at each other, touching the silver coffin.

"Ah."

"... well, like a monster? It's a coffin that Sana 'a recovered from the ancient ruins of an intense Anchorage."

The blonde talked as he looked forward to the cabin.

Sana 'a, whom he speaks to, is the person who bought up every parent company to which they mercenaries belonged.

The man is a magician of twelve houses proud of East Japan.

"If the contents are alive, could they be used for war? Your daughter said so."

"More details after the Imperial capital..."

And, the tough looking guy taps the silver lid with his thick fingertips a few times, a ton.

"Looks like he's going to use specialized equipment and force this silver box open"

"That's what I heard too... but I honestly don't see it as a substitute for opening up. As hard as I think it is a diamond, this coffin is hard..."

"Right. I wonder if Japon has that kind of technology."

"I don't know? The material welded with the lid and bucket is also likely unknown metal. I heard you don't even know how to weld."

"Super ancient civilization dealing with unusually smooth silver metals. It's called a gold mine, it's called the ruins of Anchorage, where giant bones were found... and the fine grooves of ancient letters seem to have something to do with it."

At that time...

"Me, Kisele... G..." sounds slightly from the inside of the silver coffin they are touching.

"Did you hear that?

"I heard... the contents of the box seem to be really alive"

"Master Sana is going to be delighted"

"But it was an unreachable sound. A foreigner?

"Master Sana expected to be categorized as an ancient Anunnaki"

"... haha, I don't know. It's so absurd, you can't keep up."

"Oh, it's refreshing for us. I don't know anything about the proud Japonese magic of the East."

"This (...) is enough"

Two mercenaries with guns up and laughing.

Their origins, naturally, with blue blue eyes in blonde hair, are not East Japan.

The blonde person on the left is from England.

I used to belong to a squadron of the Royal Marines.

Have a bullpup-style assault rifle with an L on the head.

The other is from the Northern California Republic, independent of the United States.

He was part of a former Army Ranger unit.

The civilian military company to which these two belonged until recently is still active.

Speaking of plain world wars that are ending in sporadic combat, sounds good......

The truth is that the armies of the great powers of Eastern Japan, Eastern Russia, the Commonwealth of China, Northern America, and the Northern California are raging over the interests of the Great Gold Deposit, which stretches all the way to the Aliucian Islands, Anchorage, and the Caucasus Mountains, and the ancient group of monuments that accompany it.

And good mercenaries like them were talented enough to want every country to have them ready for a fortune.

There, a woman's voice sounds from where the chairs that were mounted on the interior walls of the cargo compartment line up.

"Keith, Ares. Can I help you?

A brunette woman who calls the mercenaries Keith and Ares in a gentle voice.

There was also a woman behind her with a short round glasses and a tablet on hand.

"Master Sana and Hina, never mind. Have a seat."

"Right. This is still dangerous airspace."

"Really? This passenger plane has also been modified. More importantly, it's okay because I'm here."

Sana walks over to Keith and Ares' side as she puts her dark hair behind her ear whining small.

She wears military uniforms from Eastern Japan, but she is a student.

However, she was the second daughter of the Phoenix family of twelve houses proud of the Eastern Japanese nation, as well as a magician with rare abilities.

And Keith and Ares are better than her beauty as Japanese......

She was gazing at the special presence floating over Sana 'a's head, also a sign of confidence and proof of strength, which meant that she was okay.

That's Lord Midashi, who classifies as [Warrior No-Ying-jie].

[War Demon No Spearman] commonly known as "War Demon."

As twelve houses, it is evidence of the sorcerer and a testament to his power.

The warrior looks like a mirage translucent.

However, he had a head wearing a stern cheek reminiscent of a warring warrior and could be recognized as armored.

I have a spear with a cross tip.

This warrior, taste, the spear of the Phoenix family who lived in the world of the warring kingdom, the silent soldier.

The poetry that speaks of him was famous.

No sickness, no thunderstorm, no soldier.

"Once he waves the spear, the opponent has no mouth, no head."

His spears were famous for not sounding.

It's just a thousand things.

A special sorcery that makes such a noiseless soldier available for service.

Even the twelve houses have few peculiar magicians who can sign with this warrior, Noyingjie.

When the mercenaries see Sana and her warrior, they breathe and open their mouths.

"... I'm aware of that. Lady Senna went wild inside and outside the ruins."

"I trust your daughter's abilities, especially the strength of interpersonal fights, but this is the sky, right?

Ares and Keith talk like that and then nod at each other.

They had remembered Sana 'a's movements as they recovered this silver coffin, and the demons of war, the sight of silent soldiers crushing down enemy soldiers endlessly.

But when it comes to fighting just like on the ground, your opponent is on a fighter...

Thoughts like that didn't hang up.

With a look of doubt, I see Sana and Hina.

"I still don't know if I see that much strength..."

and Hina talks as she touches her round glasses.

She was wearing a short skirt military uniform.

Hina is also an excellent magician.

It is a lineage that serves the Phoenix family in Sana 'a from its ancestors.

"That would be so."

"The person you're dealing with when you hang on an enemy net is not a person. Fighters."

The mercenary combo threw that word at Sana and Hina.

"That being said, it's already in the sky. Believe this modified passenger aircraft. Besides, there are people from the Chinese Federation, Eastern Russia, Northern California, and so on on on this plane, so the chasers won't make the decision to shoot them down sooner."

Sana was talking as she looked over the passenger plane.

"Lady, that's sweet. Neutral airspace has already left…"

"Right. Involve other planes without question, but it should take a shot down this passenger plane."

"So what is it? You must be a mercenary who lived on the battlefield. Sana, as the lady is being talked about, she's already flying. And believe in the strength of Miss Sana."

There, a young man in military uniform running from the front of the cabin opens his mouth.

"React to radar, two fighters approaching."

Are you still here?

"... Keith. Do you believe in the strength of passenger planes that twelve houses in the East Japan have been modified?

"No... I don't know how many shapes I can make."

Ares and Keith stare at the Sanas as they blame them.

"I hope you protect the silver coffin there -"

The moment Sana talks like that, the fuselage rocks violently.

Because a passenger plane that the Phoenix family was retrofitting made a sudden spin.

Vulcan guns had been fired from military aircraft that had been tracked.

"Kea."

"Nooo -"

During such a swirl, a dazzling flash wraps around the perimeter.

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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You think this is a subpoena?

The sight of distant skies but ripped spaces closing is beautiful.

At the moment of closure, the dazzling grey silver flash continued to be randomly cross emitted before closing.

Nostalgic light.

But if the passengers are aboard, a different world transfer......

Hurry and distance yourself from the sub-god Gorgontura while holding a wave group ladybug.

"-Herme. Expand the Spirit Pearl Thought."

'Yes!'

Instantly the left vision wraps herme liquid.

An inner vision of a strange herme as if the light had struck a beautiful deep sea.

But I still don't use Tsugeot.

Even during such a zero comma less than a few seconds of thought......

Gorgontura wings a beautiful translucent butterfly feather.

But the scepter she had and her right arm, which had been stretched diagonally forward, had shriveled and disappeared.

Gorgontura, with only one arm, has a waxy look on his face.

"Though there is no way out of the way of the gods, it is still... but it is a success... Giselleg..."

Gorgontura with one knee and one arm poking at the ground.

Though I took a one-eyed eye from Jody and Shale......

It is the great magic of a sound wave system that consumes the wand and its own arms and rips the activated dimension.

It must have consumed quite a bit of power.

"Is that intense sound magic? But if it sounds, it doesn't work for me! Xala's foot kick, no, God Beast's ass attack hurt more!

It's a dark whale rotase that stood up to ultrasound-like attacks.

"Crush every tree that gets in the way..."

That's what screaming rotases rock giants.

He wields the Ichak horn growing from his forehead to the left and right, feeding the Ichak horn into the jail in the shape of butterflies that were sealing the sub-god Gorgontura.

But only hard metal sounds.

"Hard."

"Because it's a prison where God was sealed."

"If the folks at the Pontifical Agency Division I Site Excavation Bureau saw this, they'd be interested... but for the first time I've seen the existence of God... Rumor has it that the [Absolute of Death Sage (Rich Absolut)], led by Gusdell (Death) Death (of) Assor (Legion), who reigns beneath [Purgatory Hill], also seems to be people-shaped..."

Tsuan with a glowing Kukri knife backwards.

To fix your posture, talk about that.

Rich.

It's hard to have such enemies besides the religious state and the holy kingdom pushing them from the wound fields of the demonic world.

Ma, I guess that's why... the Pontifical Agency for Light Attributes has power.

So I turn my gaze to Rollo, who looks like a black leopard.

"Lolo! The distance is away from here, but let's save the biggest passenger plane. It's a giant iron box. Eva dealt with medium-sized planes, elongated steel objects, with mind-power, even guidance - Xala and Rebecca entrusted the command of the occasion. Look at Gorgontura and deal with it."

"Hmm, possible -"

Eva floats in a demon-guided wheelchair.

I put a wave of ladybugs on the ground.

Kick the front of that ladybug hard and jump diagonally upwards -.

I looked down a little as I jumped through the universe.

"Roger! I'll show you Lucival's prowess as head squire! Mr. Xara, all of a sudden we're fighting together, but hello!

Rebecca, who had already deployed her pale flame, was talking as she waved her wand goofon.

"Welcome! - I'll lay the rotases, the defenses, just as I did earlier. Lord Zemethus & Admos please expand left and right. The Demon Marquis, Adu, launched a pre-emptive attack from the center."

"Whoa! Let's start with this jail in the way"

Dark Whale Rotase pushes the giant to overthrow the Butterfly Prison, but the Prison is frightening.

"Four Heavenly Witches! Looks like you have a lot of trust from the Lord. I don't care, but I follow your instructions."

That's what the Devil Marquis Adumbrali, who sharpened the third, tells us, while he sets up and wields a wipstaff.

The moment I waved, a blade split from a finely vibrated single staff member.

The split blade of the serpentine sword was connected to the wire.

The blade tip turns toward Gorgontura by manoeuvring like a whip.

I turn my gaze to a distant plane there.

Let us leave the struggle against the sub-gods to our companions.

First, check that plane.

If there are any passengers, I will help.

Kick harder and jump higher when activated at your feet...

Blood magic.

Activates the blood acceleration (Bloody Accelerator).

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The helical manoeuvre pushes the divine beast Rolodine through the universe.

A little late, Shuya and Eva ran through the universe.

Immediately after that, the boiling knights, who had taken the motion to surround the sub-god Gorgontura, take action.

"Followed by the third!

"Admos, we'll match the Devil Marquis's movements with the dance of the Bony Sword."

- Copy that.

Gorgontura, the sub-god who regained his posture, continued to avoid the blade of the wip manipulated by the Devil Marquis Adumbrali.

"Attack the concubine. Turn around."

That's what I scream as I stare around with my connected eyes.

Gorgontura twisted herself and avoided a coordinated attack of boiling knight Zemethus' shield bash and Admos' bone sword in a half-body position,

"- disrespectful bones! Take the blade that burned the ancient werewolf Dorceller."

and roughly speaking out, he musters his magic into a safe arm.

Wave your arms from left to right to unleash the magic that has gathered you in that arm.

"Argley >!

The subgod Gorgontura emitted a unique sonic meshed skill name.

A rainbow magic blade pops out of his swinging arm tip.

The rainbow magic blade in the shape of butterflies collided with the boiling knight.

"Guh-uh."

"No, no, no"

The boiling knights who were on the front line blow away.

That was the same with the Demon Marquis.

He was the Demon Marquis Adumbrali who took the defensive setup to cross his hands and wipstaff, but he eats a decent magic blade.

The arms, legs were scraped and the parts came off while the bone called bone was exposed.

"Lord, this guy is no good."

And Adumbrali, separated from the head of the puppet soldier as he said.

Returning to the monocular state, he was evacuating the rear of Rebecca with wings that grew on his back.

In the meantime, the magic blade in the form of butterflies released by the sub-god Gorgontura also pierces the Dead Butterflies.

"A flock of butterflies? It reminds me of the Black Tree Spear of the Evil God."

Rebecca talks with a cool look as she rocks her golden forehead.

As the saying goes, the curtain-shaped pale flame that unfolded on the fan-shape was without difficulty preventing the magic blade of the sub-god Gorgontura.

Rebecca was helping Tuan and the Devil Marquis Adumbrali.

At the same time, it took the form of showing strength to the surroundings.

But the power of the sub-gods is high.

The round pale flame bullet, which was the source of shaping the curtain, gradually shredded.

At the same time, the Ethioflame defense team shreds.

But the pale flame technology she handled was definitely making progress.

"Thank you"

"Fine, we're still going to have a long range attack."

Tsuan nodded at Rebecca's words.

Once again, he bowed his head toward Rebecca before...

Grabbing the Demon Marquis, who was flying nearby, buckles.

I distanced myself from Gorgontura and became oblivious.

"Nooo, teeth out! I'm not a cushion! Don't push it to the ground and spin it! Plus, you don't have a million years to grab me."

"Just stay with me. It'll get in the way of the pale flames your family treats."

Tuan was talking to the monocular eye (ad) he grabbed as he wrapped his magic around him with his eyes floating.

He was talking to Imoriza and Purine at the same time.

"Tuan, it's the Trinity," "Yes, it is. I'm going to focus on magic.

The three continued to have such spiritual conversations as unanimous cooperation.

Then,

"Light Blade Steel Formation."

Tsuan whines about a skill name that Shuya has never heard of.

A glowing kukukuri that disappeared so that it could be released from his hands.

Instead, it became a fine Kukri blade and appeared small around the Tuan.

The butterfly-shaped magic blade released by Gorgontura collides with its fine group of Kukri blades.

offset.

But it's not going to be a complete offset.

Tuan was wounded.

"- This pain doesn't work for me."

Ado, the Demon Marquis, looks at Tuan, who hurts but doesn't break his mighty attitude... 'This guy is only one of the Lord's men. It's a good-looking category, but I'm not taking down my nickname for teeth!' And I was thinking.

Dark Whale Rotase, on the other hand, is evacuated high in the sky.

Xara unfolds a filament of witch spears around herself.

Trademark masks also changed.

A sophisticated princess demon-armed helmet with a nose tip shaped like Condor's mouth.

This is a desert raven type. Fast combat type.

Wearing a helmet with its condor-like mouth, Xara gently waves Damoanung's witch spear, causing her beautiful blood pattern to collide with her impending magic blade.

The group of filaments extending radially from the patterned hole of the witch spear is also operated.

He played the countless magic blades rolled out by the sub-god Gorgontura with a group of filaments and a witch spear.

At that time, Xala said, 'The witch spear alone cannot prevent it,' judging.

After playing the magic blade to some extent, Xala began to turn sideways.

Thin toes dance through the universe.

At the same time, the pants are exposed from between the legs.

If Shuya had watched, the moment would have passed in an instant.

Xala avoided the magic blade with a magnificent manoeuvre - packing an intermission with the sub-god Gorgontura, who had launched a long-range attack, he was rolling out a spike system move.

"-Come on, scratch my concubine Argley, I didn't know you'd be stuffing your way in."

Gorgontura talks like that, and when he pays Xala's witch spear with one safe arm, he wings a pair of wings and retreats -.

And, thoughts, gorgontura kicking the ground.

Change one arm safely into tentacles while quickly flipping.

"Saul the Arakami."

Gorgontura growls so as he approaches Xala, stretching to Xala, splitting the tentacle blade even finer, reminiscent of Xala's fangs.

"- Hiraya - Desert Raven"

Xala with a supernatural voice.

Take steps from left to right to take advantage of explosive acceleration.

At the same time, he cleverly waves a witch spear to paint even a picture of a pigeon in the universe -.

I turned all of Gorgontura's tentacles into two in a snake-like orbit that approached me.

What was a tentacle that fell to the ground became poisonous flowers, and when transformed into butterflies, they dwell buds.

"You're disgusting -"

Xara, who was taking courtesy of herself, talks like that, kicks that creepy flower in the ass.

A magic coat was dancing over the monastic garment.

"Busy -"

There the Kukri blade released by Tuan pierces Gorgontura's chest.

"Ku, is this a light attribute? You're a good person too."

When Gorgontura talks like that, she grabs and pulls through the Kukri blade that pierces her chest.

At that moment, Dark Whale Rotase was advancing from the sky to the sub-god Gorgontura.

The ickak horn of the dark whale pierces the sub-god Gorgontura.

"How about that!

"- Doesn't it hurt! And it stinks!

The sub-god Gorgontura breaks the ickak angle through his shoulder from the ground up.

Then, when an object like a bone barrel is generated from within the mouth, its tip points a sharp bone barrel tongue towards the rotase.

A bone barrel tongue pierced Rotase's huge forehead.

"Guaah."

Rotase twisted a giant torso and evacuated over it.

I'm exhaling purple dot-style farts from my ass.

"Hiya, vomit, vomit, little flying paper"

Xara, who was circling behind the right side of Gorgontura, shows off her demonic vomit.

It's a different move than it was during Moo's training.

When Xara pierces the ground with a filament that is stretched from the patterned hole of the witch spear, she fixes the witch spear so that it can float in the universe.

Poke at the ground with both hands that were defenseless.

A few bead marks on both of those wrists lit up.

For a moment, the number of beads became a realistic number of beads and a bracelet, but an image of the raven.

But the raven also melts into a black liquid.

The liquid propagates Xala's arm and penetrates the ground...

At the same time, the magic formation was completed on the ground when the book of magic dangled on Xala's waist.

The pages of the brilliant Apocalypse can be automatically wound.

Paper pieces splattered from the Book of Magic.

"Flying Demon Ceremony, Hiju no..."

This is also Hundred Ghost Road No 88.

This is a move related to the book of magic that I also used to teach young Moo.

And that book of magic she treats dearly...

It's one of the best magic books in the world of magic, no, it's a magic book of fingerprints in the world of magic.

Samurai Ten Guards and Ninja Thousands.

The paper dolls are being deployed at the same time.

Thousands of them are extremely valuable abilities in classifying them as rough ghy ghosts...

Xala herself has yet to realize the true power.

The paper dolls wrap themselves around the feet of the sub-god Gorgontura.

The samurai-type Ten Soldiers of dare to slaughter backwards from bloodthirsty slaughter.

Cut off the beautiful legs of the sub-god Gorgontura.

I was definitely chopping up my raw legs.

but because of the cuts too small, it didn't make much sense.

Chikata also flies a paper hand sword, but it didn't make much sense because of the fact that it was smaller than a needle.

"Fuck, what is this - an artifact?

It makes no sense, but therefore the sub-god Gorgontura shows agitation.

There Rebecca's pale flame bullet clashed with the agitated sub-god Gorgontura.

"Geez."

Gorgontura, a subgod with a dull movement, eats an ethereal flame bullet in his belly.

A pale-based piece burns and bare skin appears.

The chest is also exposed, and the more its complexion burns, the more momentum and flames.

However, when skin regenerates, it is repeatedly inflamed.

The sub-god Gorgontura had his body back in shape, even though his back was torn.

"Kuh, it's been a long time. It's called the pale flame that wraps around this body... the golden-haired elf there. Different from the others, huh? God's me?

Gorgontura stares at Rebecca as if he were just shooting her in the eyes.

He spoke in a tone reminiscent of a snowstorm.

"No. No, it was a high elf, and it's not? I don't know, but I am Shuya's chosen family now. One inherits Lucival's blood."

"High elves? I didn't know it would join a clan with blood genealogy..."

Gorgontura lurked his eyebrows.

Feather the butterfly fairy feathers on your back.

While the feathers remain translucent, they change from a pale hue to a rainbow hue.

When the scaly powder was released from such feathers, the pale flames that were burning Gorgontura disappeared, as did the paper dolls of Xala.

I look around with grace as it is.

"Either way, let me use my magic..."

It was thought that a second or third attack would begin there.

but suddenly, the sub-god, Gorgontura, turns his eyes to the Dead Butterfly Man, who was moaning on the ground.

I was just watching the Dead Butterflies who let him eat the kick and blow it up.

"... A concubine's family is a filthy, deadly thing wrapped in blood, and a dirty covenant is a conniving, grieving thing..."

And, whining, emitting magic all around you.

The pressure of that magic had the strange power of the late that God had.

It is also evidence of this occasion, this realm, the realm of the late, Gorgontura created.

Other than Rebecca, the power of which is beyond comprehension.

The sub-god Gorgontura is a beautiful look......

At the same time, it creates such a vicious atmosphere that it looks ugly from around.

He looked around with the gaze of an absolutely mighty man who stomped and crushed an ant.

Gorgontura, the sub-god who stopped the movement around him, smiles satisfactorily.

At that moment, he transformed his shriveled arm into a distorted straw shape.

"Feed the concubine..."

Gorgontura shouts, stretching his warped bone arm like a straw with a pointed tip to Jody.

The tip of the bone arm pierced Jody's chest.

"Huh!? Hey, why, Dear Gorgon, Chula..."

Jody, still alive, talks in tears.

Moving from grief to a look of despair, the butterflies of the white moth were fine and small, small, pitifully repeatedly divisive...... the butterflies that were Jodi disappeared.

White beautiful gems in the heart that I was showing Shuya also...... something, rolling like a thing.

"How could we have protected..."

Shale couldn't move his legs or he was desperately crawling down the ground, rolling down the ground under the antimon-like gem that had been Jody's heart until now.

"Jody's... Jody's..."

Shale cries and screams as he cheeks on a white gem to hold his oblivion.

The surface of the jewel she held was engraved with Shuya Kagari's name.

Fill the Shuya letters as pale blood complains.

"You are created by concubines, only to maintain the realm. Naturally it will be the power of the concubine. More Kiseleg than that. - Here we come."

The sub-god Gorgontura looks up at the sky and says so.

The moment he dwelt in his magic, his sub-god Gorgontura suddenly vanished.

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The passenger plane, which was already worn out, was in sight.

Auxiliary wings and tails are safe.

But there were countless holes in the central torso.

Smoke is rising from the single-wing engine.

He was under attack from a fighter in flight through the rear of the passenger plane.

However, fighters, including all passenger aircraft, have a turbulent neck.

I understand a worn out passenger plane, but so did fighters about what it meant.

Are inertia and aerodynamics different in this world?

Is the plane trim crazy?

Planes shaking in the shakes and falling fine parts, as if an unnatural tuck-under phenomenon were happening to the planes.

The fighters vibrated unnaturally but the wheels were also out.

Such planes are likely to collide with jellyfish and big whales.

I think I'll manage to make it if I go all the way there.

I saw Eva flying next door.

The figure of Eva, whose purple magic wrapped every demonic wheelchair, was full of strange power.

Talk with her in gaze during a brief moment of a few commas and seconds.

'I'll take care of that plane,' said Eva, smiling like a real angel.

The group of metals Eva was letting expand around has already fallen to the ground.

And the angel smile ends immediately.

Created a harsh gaze, she leaked a slight voice and manipulated (dark purple magic).

As if fog, cloud, liquid, or indescribable purple dye the universe, head for the business jet.

The business jet was smoking out of the rear.

Hopefully in time......

The god beast Rolodine, who flies ahead of us, is also sending countless black tentacles to the passenger plane.

But even the speed of the divine beast is not a distance in time.

A large number of people are flown outside while in their seats.

Passenger planes that were worn out there with a herd of giant whales collided.

One wing of the passenger plane completely destroyed.

Half the long torso will lift and it will explode.

Many passengers are dying in the blast...

A group of black tentacles of the divine beast Rolodine wrap around some of the flaming passenger planes.

At the same time, different black tentacles expand in all directions.

Tentacles were entangled and rescued by safe people dancing through a universe without a blast and fragments pierced.

But the tentacle group also supports some of the giant passenger planes, so everyone can't be saved.

But it was splendid to see him deploying his tentacles desperately trying to rescue the passengers at all.

He also looks like a god offering the hand of salvation.

It looks like a black beast, but it's just a god beast.

The front of the passenger plane with the tentacles involved has successfully stopped rotating.

I do not think there are any more victims.

Though I thought so, I kept moving forward after kicking the Guide Demon.

A fighter in the rear of a passenger plane fires something like a flare.

Angel flare reminiscent of angel twins.

That's the dance of the angels with their beautiful military demographic clouds.

But also such beautiful artificial clouds......

Jellyfish in whales and dragons.

From flying raccoons, it means nothing to monsters of all sizes and sizes.

The fighters were colliding and blasting with flying raccoon-shaped monsters.

I activate the Cerebrospinal Speed.

Approaching the rear of a split passenger plane where the divine beast Rolodine has not been able to recover.

Special structured passenger aircraft.

The tail is an escalator-shaped tarap that fits a giant transporter.

It was like a giant talap that reminded me of Rotase's forehead.

That's open as it rotates in the air, so one luggage after another jumps out of the tarap.

I wrapped it around a tarap.

Move over that talap at once...

I walked into a cargo hold like I was rolling from the top of a tarrap.

Twenty seconds have passed...

Just when the time for the trump card disappeared, the acceleration time ended.

The inside of the cargo bay was a mess.

Conscious of the blood on the soles of your feet, maintain your posture.

"Ahhh."

The girl was stuck in the chair.

He wraps the rope around his hips well.

A desperate look, but a girl with round glasses.

"What, this translucent spear guy!

Huh? It's the sub-god Gorgontura.

The butterfly feathers are still pretty, but the arms are degenerate tentacled.

Using that perverted tentacle, he fought a fiercely translucent armored spear while changing his posture.

There's a brunette girl falling under her feet.

It's the same uniform as a kid with glasses.

He was just helped by a wire tangled in his clothes.

"You fatalists don't seem to be serving strange magic..."

Does the fact that the sub-god came here mean that the metastatic system can be used?

Rebecca, the Gol of the Sub-God is on the sky.

'Yeah. I was fighting fine, but the sub-god Gorgontura sucked one crack of the Dead Butterfly Man and disappeared. If I thought so, you were moving that way.'

"You know what, I'll deal with this one over here"

And, contact me in blood letters.

Foreign bodies are scattered and weapons, including assault rifles, are rolling on the floor, but you ignore them.

If I give it to Misty, the gun research is going to go on...

In this world, it doesn't make much sense.

About as much as one more hand in assassination by a sniper?

Javelin class anti-tank guns would work though.

"- A man who made a vow of his own with his concubines' families..."

He was a sub-god fighting a translucent warrior, but he realizes I exist.

I think I noticed it from the beginning.

Gorgontura had his gaze pointed several times at a rectangular mass like a silver coffin.

I immediately pinned it.

That silver box. It would be the reason why the plane transferred, the subgod Gorgontura summoned it.

Silver box with fixed wire detached and diagonal.

Guess what's valuable.

But here are some of the passenger planes falling......

Let's save that glasses daughter and the girl who's falling...

Then, while the sub-gods are fighting, will they retrieve the silver box, too?