The supervisor does not die from a debt

Carrying the weapon and rushing towards the same roar, he gave up the psychic impact and instead strengthened the "Hive Guard" that connected his surroundings, the [Hest Lord] also took a heavy step towards the supervisor.

In other words, it presses against the supervisor like a mountain-in terms of size, it takes even five or six supervisors to be able to touch its sickle blade, but in fact, the size does not determine everything.

Along with the condensation of crude, like colored crayon paintings, the supervisor only felt that there was an incomprehensible shock coming from behind him. He continued to maintain the state of sprinting by himself, and looked behind him at will... Slot, another monster.

[Apocalypse Bird] The complex and bloated body suddenly appeared in the hall, it looked like it was bent, the high-raised head closed its eyes, and on the weird black wings, all the dim eyes were also rising. The scarlet liquid appeared, and it seemed to be unusable.

But it can also smash enemies with its huge weird red claws, or bite something with its huge mouth, so after it appears, it does not hesitate to extend its claws to the biggest four sickle blade in the field.

It's not that it ignores the existence of the supervisor, [Swarm Lord] feels even worse for it, and it should be eliminated first.

Seeing this, the supervisor turned his behavior and braked on the spot, then walked deep into the hall, ignoring the continuous shaking, and found a paper cup from the work platform parked there, and poured himself a glass of water.

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843. Firepower and toughness are indispensable!

The struggle between the anomalies is not uncommon, and the supervisor is also happy to see this situation, so he took a glass of water, drank it slowly, and then circled a little bit far away, and walked to the light of [Miracle Orchestra]. Outside the green protective barrier, he sipped a few salivas against it.

Miss Mirai was very happy today. Although she was singing for free, and she was even transported around like a beacon, she was able to radiate abnormal abilities in the company without any scruples, and sing loudly without worrying about any consequences. For her, it is the best reward.

Of course, her happiness means that other abnormalities are uncomfortable, but [Lord of the Worm's Nest] is now trapped by [Apocalypse] and can't make it through temporarily, so the supervisor also followed happily.

When the fourth song started, Miss Mirai cleared her throat slightly, letting the notes spread freely, and at the same time expressed a rhythm and passion as the finale.

The supervisor leaned on the barrier, watching the two abnormal fights, humming the rhythm in his throat, and even slapped his arms with his palms when he approached the middle of the song.

Ah, in short, it doesn't look like it is suppressing.

When the song was about to end, the supervisor reached out his hand and held the cup in his mouth, tearing the barrier with both hands as before, walking under the small high platform where the protected Miss Future was standing, and waiting for her quietly. The singing is over.

Then clapped vigorously, just like the audience after watching the performance-Miss Mirai bowed slightly with a smile, jumped off the stage, and saw the supervisor hand her the cup.

"You should be thirsty after singing for so long. Besides, I don't need to trouble you anymore. I can solve these problems...probably."

Looking at the somewhat deformed cup that was bitten by the supervisor with a subtle expression, Miss Mirai coughed gently, and then gobbled up half a cup of water.

"Yeah! It would be great to be able to help Mr. Superintendent, um... I'm about to be dragged back, so if there is anything else that needs my help, please come to me at any time? I will always wait in the containment room It's true."

Miss Mirai held a translucent note in her hand, and after the supervisor answered her "understand", she raised her hand comfortably and crushed the note.

She herself quickly turned into countless gorgeous notes floating away, bringing up a slight orange fragrance, blowing away a lot of the pungent smell in the whole hall.

The supervisor pondered that although [Lord Worm's Nest] can use psionic energy and has the help of the guards, facing an abnormality that can only be passed by the mechanism of immunity, it should be slowly grinded to make it die, so he You can wait leisurely until the fight is over.

It's a pity that things went counterproductive. With a certain inexplicable feeling that suddenly passed over like a ripple, the supervisor slapped a spirit, and when he quickly looked at [Apocalypse Bird], he found that it was crushing [The Worm Nest Lord] and suddenly stopped.

The huge body began to become stiff, and then the shell that covered it continued to decay, and finally all of them shattered in the sore sound of shattering.

Only a huge body, but the remains of the [Apocalypse Bird], which has lost its vitality, remained in place, like some kind of wonderful echo... At the same time, the supervisor suddenly trembled, and a somewhat familiar scene appeared. .

'The huge mouth of the bird that can swallow everything, can't open it anymore...'

Then, the entire company's alarms suddenly stopped. After a few seconds of pause, it switched to the normal alarm mode. The supervisor rubbed his eyes strangely. In his vision, for some reason, a strange and simple appearance appeared. Watercolor painting.

The black strange winding vertical lines are mixed with a dark red light, as if to fill the supervisor's line of sight, but it does not affect his face [The Worm's Nest Lord].

'The three birds-combined into one, looking around looking for the monster, but no results were obtained.There is nothing there, no animals, no sun and moon, and no monsters it wants to find...only the bird, and the cold and dark forest...'

This picture continued until [Lord of the Worm Nest] once again assembled the Swarm troops, swung a sharp blade at the supervisor, and then went out in person to prepare for the meeting.

He shook his head, took up his weapon after his sight was clear, and rushed toward the opponent without fear. After two steps, a gorgeous magic circle suddenly appeared in front of him, and then Neha...no, [White Tyrant] From the magic circle Jumped out.

The supervisor bumped her head on her back and staggered the other person. Then he stretched out his hand without hesitation and put her under his arm: "I don't have time to explain! Did you see that alien? Get it!"

The distorted [White Tyrant] yelled, preaching his concept of justice, and raised his weapon, not aiming at the supervisor, but aimed at the monster on the opposite side, and began to mobilize her unique ability.

Wait, are you planning to charge up shelling?

Before the supervisor could speak, the four sharp blades shining with light and dark had already been smashed. To be honest, for the supervisor, this thing is not so much a sharp blade as an extra-large bone door.

Because in terms of size, these weapons are taller than him-but big doesn't solve the problem. The supervisor wields a huge sword without fear, as if attracting two sharp blades to deliberately hit his sword.

The other two sharply angled sharp blades were completely blocked by the angled sharp edges before they were about to succeed, even completely inconsistent with the heavy texture of the weapon.

[Lord of the Worm Nest] I only felt that the little shrimp in front of me looked like an iron shell monster covered in a shield. I had clearly staggered the slashes, but it was still completely resisted. There was no way to twist it into shrimp paste.

The supervisor cautiously moved her finger, and then placed [White Tyrant] in front of her. Her power has reached its limit. The cherry-colored magic circle appeared at the tip of the rod, and it overlapped after rotating. The light that could not be suppressed even Make the supervisor feel a little pain in the eyes.

God knows how the opponent didn't get blinded by the flash when he beat people with magic cannons every day.

A torrent of cherry blossoms gushes out from the magic circle, and then is confined in a relatively narrow area, and finally expressed in the form of a through magic cannon.

The supervisor only felt that the reverse thrust he was bearing almost made him fly. He quickly hugged the [White Tyrant] who was shelling with both hands, and then slammed into the floor to create an area for him to step on.

The monster's neighing and roaring never stopped, even if it was directly hit by a flood of energy, [Lord of the Hive] still put four sharp blades in front of him, intending to resist this unreasonable flood.

But this is just the beginning.

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844. Anyway, is this the end!

[White Tyrant] After starting the shelling, no matter how damaged or attacked, he will not stop his shelling. At the same time, he will perform a three-level improvement according to the activity of the enemy within the shelling range.

To put it simply, the longer you stay, the harder you fight-not to mention that now, the supervisor can chop all the insects close to this side like cutting melons and vegetables to prevent them from interrupting [White Tyrant] Of shelling.

After the first part of the shelling was over and the second part of the shelling started, the supervisor obviously felt that the reaction force had become more intense, but it was still able to hold it... Then, after the third part of the shelling was fully deployed, he had to make sure that his entire body Lean forward so as not to be pushed directly out.

It’s okay to be blown away. The problem is that this will lead to the end of the shelling. Although the supervisor can also go up and cut it himself... But it’s better to save energy if you can save energy, because next he has to face the old problem of Reimu. .

At the end of the third shelling, [White Tyrant] coughed tiredly twice, then panted and hung down his wand, so that the supervisor shook her with dissatisfaction.

"That's it? Can't it last for ten seconds and twenty seconds? The endurance is not good, you..."

Being shaken at will by the supervisor, the voice of [White Tyrant] looked a little trance, she gritted her teeth and said: "Justice never stops... But it needs a chance to breathe..."

"Oh? Get moving, what can I do for a rest? Hurry up and have another horrible thing, and knock that thing back. I can deal with other issues. Don’t you shout every day for justice? Rest is not. Justice, no rest."

While talking, the supervisor clamped her under his arm like a bag, and swiftly avoided the sickle blade attack from the air, as well as the inexplicable acid and biological ammunition.

Flickering among the monster group, the supervisor directly bullied the four blades glowing with dangerous halo, the weapon in his hand directly smashed the opponent's defense, and then he pierced forward indefinitely.