The World Is Overflowing with Monster, I’m Taking a Liking to This Life

Use the 'Telephoto' skill and observe the condition of the helicopter.

The chopper was already close to the immediate side of the mall.

You're lucky you don't have that much shield.

I have a good view around the mall.

"... that helicopter, don't try to land inside"

The chopper is swirling near the mall.

Well, you've got high oak screaming claw marks over there, and you're sure there aren't any monsters around.

At least nobody's that dangerous from the sky.

The High Oaks are in the mall.

Maybe inside the mall it's a hell of a picture......

Someone who missed the run or something would definitely be killed first.

Assuming he's alive, he'll be the comforter of the orcs.

I guess I can't say very much that he's alive...

"Oh, are we landing?"

A helicopter that kept swirling, but finally got off near the parking lot.

There are militia-like people coming out of inside.

One... two... five in all.

Oddly enough, you're the same number of people who were fighting the Orcs in that shopping mall first.

I'm putting up a gun and looking around without alarm.

I knew it was amazing. There is no waste in movement.

At the same time, I thought they were purely amazing at trying to fulfill their duties even in a world like this.

There was also a former militia guy I knew, but I didn't get half the training I heard from him... I thought I could never imitate it. By the way, that guy ended up injured, doctor-stopped, and retired.

"Do you have the level or skill?

This is the world.

It would be they militia or police officers who have the most opportunity to face monsters from the front in Japan.

Anyway, they have a weapon of civilization, a gun.

"You're gonna hit me in the car and you're gonna get your experience, so you're gonna get your experience if you shoot me with a gun."

The militiamen have not broken the line and are proceeding with caution.

From that move, it's clear that I've already had a few fights with the monsters.

There's only one thing that bothers me.

"... that? How come there's a guy with a gun and a guy who doesn't?

No, to be exact, they don't have guns. They have knives.

... How can there be a variance in arming?

In this world, the most reliable weapon is a firearm.

Why do you have a knife?

You didn't have enough gear? No, there won't be such a stupid story about boulders.

Could there be some 'reason'? There's a reason I have to tear my arms apart.

"Wow!"

Momo barks.

What's the matter, and looking at the end of my gaze, I almost got an integrated oak coming out of the mall entrance.

I guess I was completely alarmed.

I am stretching out to relax.

"Haven't you noticed the orcs?

Oh, well. Can't you see the militia from that position?

I know it sounded like a helicopter, but aren't you on guard?

Outside, Oak's gaze turned to the militia.

Looks like I finally noticed their presence.

But at that moment, the militiamen had already moved.

Towards the oak, put up a gun and fire simultaneously.

In the wake of a bullet storm, Oak fell on the spot.

"That's amazing... isn't it unilateral..."

Even if Oak's combat abilities are estimated to be small, they are several times as good as Goblins.

Make that easy... After all, guns are against the rules.

The body of a desperate oak disappeared and a blue demon stone rolled on the spot.

Is the demon stone of oak also blue in color?

Either that or I marvel at the performance of "telephoto", which I can clearly see that far at this distance.

I don't know how far we can look if we get to the next level.

You heard the shooting, two more orcs appear from the entrance.

But once again, a bullet storm killed two orcs.

The blue demon stone rolls to the ground.

"Hmm? Now those people, they obviously went into firing position before the oak came out of the entrance...?

It's not a good move or anything like that.

I knew beforehand, so I matched the firing the moment the oak came out, or something like that.

That's definite, those militiamen are skilled.

I don't know if it's "Sovereignty" or "Hostility Sensing," but I'm guessing there are crew members with sensory skills.

Unlike me, you'd be sharing information, and I'm pretty sure they're all on some kind of skill or profession.

"... you look good, at this rate"

I hold my fist with nature, and my grin spills.

Overwhelming firepower.

Means of attack from a distance.

Support by level or skill for a dominant movement.

I don't think Orc has a winning eye that can only be fought in close range.

"If this..."

It's safe.

I thought so.

It was the next moment.

- "Scream," I heard.

"- WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! '

A wood-spirited growl even so far away.

The atmosphere trembles and the earth shakes.

I hold the momo reflexively and prepare for impact.

Immediately, Momo also expanded the Shadow.

"So, it's okay, Momo. The boulder doesn't work at this distance..."

"Kun......"

Momo looking worried.

Definitely. "He."

That's High Oak's 'scream' skill.

"- Huh!? What about the militia...?

Are you all right?

Wake up your body and look at the shopping mall.

Some of the crew are fluttering or on their knees, but they all seem to be alive.

The captain-like man at the rear is giving instructions to the chopper.

What are you talking about?

You can't even hear the boulder.

"... What about High Oak?

Where is it?

I don't think that scream was released from inside the building.

High Oak should already be out there somewhere......

"Become...!?"

The anticipation was met.

Boom and shock.

All of a sudden, a helicopter aboard the militia exploded.

Destroyed by 'something' coming down from above.

Out of the flames that burn and the black smoke, it is the all-in-one high oak with red copper-colored skin that slowly emerges.

In its hands, a giant meat-cutting knife is gripped.

"No way, you jumped and stomped...?

What kind of leg power are you, you monster... ugh!

On the other hand, the body of a helicopter-like man was gripped.

High Oak threw the body unconstitutionally.

He seemed to just wave his arms gently, but the body turned toward the crew at an unlikely rate.

The body of a fellow thrown.

It created a moment of agitation.

One of the crew was inevitable and slammed against the wall of the mall with the body.

A crew member who collapses and stops moving.

I don't know if he passed out or died from here, but maybe not anymore in Arr...

Two soldiers with guns scream, firing.

But High Oak crossed his arm in front of his face and jumped straight out into the storm of bullets.

"You're lying...!?"

High oak gently advances through a storm of bullets.

Come on, isn't it working?

No, if you look closely, the bullet's hit, and it's scratched.

But that's all. It has not resulted in fatal injuries.

...... hmm? What the fuck?

The moment the bullet hits, something like a blood vessel appears to be emerging in High Oak's body.

Some skill......?

Anyway, the power of the guns that lightly took the lives of the orcs doesn't make sense to those high orcs.

He approached the militia as he was, with a giant blade knife in his hand, snapping two necks with guns.

A captain-like man sets up a knife and approaches High Oak.

The knife cut through the stomach of the high oak - I couldn't.

On the contrary, they grab that arm.

The captain-like man is desperate, but he won't let go of High Oak.

The gripped arm bends in a weird direction. The look on the face of a captain-like person distorts in agony.

And as it stood, he was vainly decapitated and ripped off his neck, desperate.

One more.

The crew on their knees with earlier screams.

He watched the sight in a dazzling manner.

High Oak slowly approaches the last one.

You totally lost your hips, he didn't even show a bare gesture of escape and walked into the spot.

High Oak swings the blade down.

In just about a minute, the militia people were wiped out.