Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Hey, Billy, you're coming.

I'm flying through the hall on the Demon Stone Lun, but every time I go on, it conveys a trembling killing temper in the atmosphere. The opponent, of course, is that demonic Cartina being.

I'm wearing black armor, but maybe I'm still a woman when I look at it this way. I think the skeleton is somewhere feminine, while it's about two metres gigantic.

The overflowing killer is like a frozen ice field.

Lun's flight is slow, even though it's less than a hundred meters away. I'm sure you're frightened of something called a superior demon.

Nonetheless, a blur and a samurai tremor strike.

No, I guess less than half of it is due to fear. Exhale softly and quietly into emotions that may seem long in this world, the world of dreams.

At her feet, being bigger than Ouga, I guess she was originally the boss of this hall. But now he was letting his torso decay unbroken.

Eaten by the demonic Cartina, the rest will soon disappear.

Still observing, the warning from the Demon Stone Lun sounds.

- Lun, Lun.

"Yeah, you're noticed. I wonder how far they attack me...... all the time!!

Your feet will shake and the surrounding scenery will spin.

If you look to the side in a hurry, you realize that one wing of the Lun can be lost quietly to the spiral-shaped, jet-coaster-like view.

And if you put your sight back - the demon costume Cartina was neglected earlier.

"What!? Were you attacked already? Wow, what speed."

I don't sneak up on smashing demon stones like this.

While rubbing your feet on the lung, I command you to "go back" at the moment of the transfer. Then the cobblestone, which should have been about ten meters below, approached the present.

I didn't take off the crisis, though.

The mechanics of the stirrups remain intact in the body, spring the entire body, erase the impact of the fall, and then roll over and stand up.

Whoa, if I drop a demon stone, it's tough.

He chopped off the head of the auga coming by, stroking his second body with a knife to return, while receiving a pasin and watercoloured gem.

"Uh, you're cracking a crack after all. We need to take it to Muy's later."

If you're having trouble with the Demon Stone, the Cat Muy is the best.

And when it goes to the sleigh and chest, there's already an arrow behind it. Yeah, that's it. Something with a black color that I don't think people are.

Even this me can't look back because of so much pressure.

The beating heart is very noisy.

Relatively speaking, I think I like this moment.

"By analogy, it looks like you've been summoned to the back of the school building. I wonder, Demonic Cartina. What do you think?

Hey, I wish you hadn't looked back.

The crack spreading from the chest is spreading the wound to tear the body vertically, and the look split between left and right is worthy of the word madness.

He's about two meters tall and would be normal among demons.

But my whole body of armor shines sharply like a black crystal (morion), growing two pairs of straight feathers, and I honestly think even dull I'm "horrible" at the way it stares at me.

It now scatters about a few remnants to the left and right, scattering sparks on the blade of starscrap (Astro), which I have unleashed at such a rate that I fall in love with.

- Oh, it's still too late.

I want to punch my tongue, but it's hard to get blown away in a stiffness.

The muscles of the upper arms made a mechanical and unpleasant noise, and if we hadn't then made the metastasis the moment we were lucky enough to step on the ground, we would surely have died as it was.

Oh, no! The strange sound approached my ear, and at that moment I disappeared into the blade's unreachable place.

The destination must always be where I saw it.

We landed on the wall, and Cartina, far away, turned slowly this way. The color of his eyes is slightly congested, and he squeaks with a lol and a strange voice.

It naturally falls off the flutter and walls, and in the meantime keeps her out of sight.

Damn, you could die from just blinking one thing from here on out.

There's really something going around my whole body.

At the time of death, my body would lift up wondering if it would disappear.

Even if it's a dream - no, even if this is a different world - the body knows exactly what it is. He said it was time to live and fight here.

That's why he opens his eyes cuttingly and tries to miraculously dodge the blow when landing. Of course, the acceleration (accelerator) is fully open, and he's still fast enough to look braced.

- Repeat his pointy nails, this moment, in your brain.

Remember, remember.

Remember this trajectory, this power, velocity, muscle movement, every object possible. Kii and her brain are so focused on screaming, the first definition (slot) fills in.

My skill and quintile definition overload can be handled in as many as five parallel processes. Formerly named foolishness (ornest), it evolves by fusing with (overload) across paths.

By taking advantage of this......

Bahihihihihi! The sound of a hairy body echoes around.

The toe, which deviated its upper body like a willow and even appeared to be five swords, fastened until it splashed blood from its cheeks.

The back walls are carved like tofu, but don't let that distract you.

First you have to remember her attacks.

Otherwise, we can't move forward.

Dozon! And a kick in the stomach, too.

Accelerate at the moment of impact, knocking speed and power into the second area (slot).

I lost my power by flying backwards, but still a blow that sharpens my vitality.

He steps on the ground with both legs as he blows up and is forced to retreat with Zuzer for about a few meters. Then the demon did not choose to pursue as he thought "something was weird".

Did you notice that?

I might learn to feel bad. [M] From the sleepy eyes, they are not observing. Besides, we're slowly adapting to the attack.

"Hey, I wonder if you're hearing me, Cartina. Then why don't we just talk a little bit? Or I'll be dead in a few minutes."

Oh, does this sound like a life beg?

Shit. If she had been forced to turn into a demon, she would have asked if there was any way of salvation.

"You see, my level is 77. How old are you?

…………

Connected. I can't believe you're trying to turn two pairs of wings backwards and cut them faster.

Nevertheless, there are some verses that hear this voice. Then will we make progress by continuing to talk?

I didn't have time to think long.

That's what's so fast in your eyes.

Anyway, if you think it's gone, don! and sounded the sound of a sonic breakthrough, because my upper body was extinguished.

When I get here, I can't even remember my five-definition overload (overload) anymore. Because I don't see it.

"... ugh!???

Nevertheless, it is she who is stunned.

A little Cartina looks twice at the sight of even her lower body disappearing.

Skills (skills) that leave their own phantoms on the spot, avoidance by dream-like (Phantom) strokes down their chests as apparently effective.

From behind her, that's what I asked you.

"Well, even with this look and level, I'm pretty powerful, too."

I tried to tap a knife into my flank, but my nails gently stopped me from thinking of it as an ultra-reflective nerve.

But to that extent, it's not me.

The black sword draws a brilliance reminiscent of a meteor, roaring and flying in.

After an instant change of scenery, Cartina did the art of becoming a cat's back and slightly off track with her armor.

Certainly something demonic is terribly quick.

But when it comes to super melee, I guess it will change on its own.

- Ba, giggin '! Giggin'!

If you roll out the starscrap blade (Astro) early in the arrow succession, the blue spark will dance as much as the scaly powder.

This is also a small one, so even a high level demon on a boulder looks cramped. When you begin to mix the phantom with a small slice of transition to brace, the interception speed slows down while you look at it.

I don't know, I don't know if it's intact.

I avoided claws aiming at my forehead, but a knife aiming at the counter was superfluous. The demon costume turned like a pawn, and it turned out to be kicked to the side head.

Um, I still don't have enough training, such as hurrying my hands. Hurry up and do something wrong.

Black Crystal (Morion) legs permeate me as I spin straight across the universe. [M]

Though his belly was covered with a sword, the shock was transmitted to his whole body without any excess, and he was to blow brilliantly of things.

"Guh!"

Don't! and break the pillar, breathing disturbed.

On the verge of starting a free fall, when the demon costume approaches in front of me...... oh, yay!

This is a bad pattern. The onslaught (rush) of sewing onto the wall begins and it is not even allowed to go down to the ground.

It also looks like an attack that discerns my weakness, that I can't transfer without putting my feet on the ground.

It deviates with a sword, buried in the wall but dodges, but won't last very long.

The dust, dust, and his attacks are heavy, and the light of hope disappears when he never runs out of breath.

DOOOOOOOOO!!

Wow, it's starting to sound amazing.

The crushed fragments feed into the whole body, and I don't even know if they are avoided or hit anymore.

Hearing becomes paralyzed by too many roars and still desperately resists......

In dim sight, Jakiri! And his hand changes from a grip to a knife. Apparently, he's willing to stab me in the stomach.

I'm sorry, Marie, for breaking your promise never to die.

They're gonna do it, but I'm glad you managed to catch everyone's attention. Then I'll sleep twice, and I'll be back.

Though I thought... No way, the shield that showed up off the ground would save me.

Gokin! sounds, the blade stationary a few centimeters ahead. Though it penetrated halfway through, it did not seem to have reached a standstill.

"Huh!!?

No, no, because you're not. It's not my skill.

Surprised at the unfamiliar - no, I guess because they interrupted the stomach - the demon costume goes mad and beats him to a white shield like an egg.

Not only that, but the shield boils later. As I pushed the demonic Cartina back, I got pompous. [M]

"Is this...?

Shiru, Beppe, finally fell to the ground, but I don't have the energy to transfer anymore.

And I find myself gently grabbing my shoulders from behind. [M] Oh, could this be...

"Hit me, Shirley?

He cut off his forehead, and his vision is stained with blood color.

I can't move my body satisfactorily either, but apparently I was right. Drop your sloppy body and you'll be in just the right position to have your knee pillow done.

And in front of me were blue sky eyes waiting.

Fluffy and bright hair dances, and her sober expression appears upside down.

My lips moved faintly and I said, "Are you okay?" He asks, "but I don't think it's too fine. Even though the guts and shields are still shredded, it is also difficult to escape because of your strenuous efforts.

Trouble, I was tipped in the neck, but even for me, I can only answer "Trouble."

Please stay still, I wonder if that means.

He touched his lips from his luxurious fingertips - and then overlapped on his thighs.

I wasn't sure what had happened, but I was buried halfway inside her, and I could take a warm breath of "ugh".

As soon as I did, I felt a glorious life pouring in that seemed even more golden.

Similar to that, on vacation.

Totally forget about the world and just be playing for a good time.

Sober as touching Inaho under the blue sky.

Its luxurious grace is enough to inadvertently close your eyes.

And when I opened my eyes... that was all, surprisingly, the wounds on my body were blocked. but I woke myself up, but it meant "a little more," wrapped in a sweet arm, and I got knee-pillow again.

I don't know, I can't believe you're spoiled in the middle of a battlefield.