Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

(423) Nakami's Loved Play Wu

Mariachi will call the Sevenths to complete preparations to follow the meteor that flew ahead of the starboard side due to Swuriya's policy.

However, not all seven of them were here because Sunday, Monday, the two were at the Nikkemon gate and on behalf of the absent SURIA as gatekeepers.

When Sulya confirms Saturday's blush in front of her, she now speaks to Viscount Cyber and the numbers, the two just introduced.

"Uh, and this is the bid I keep from the devil, because there's only one... You two, can you stand a little back to back?

Swuria tells me that Viscount Cyber and the number stand upright with their backs together. Despite having its powerful right hand, the number is noticeably less significant because of its feminine, light-hearted, luxuriously looking physique that held the job of Ninja in the first place, making it head-to-head different from Viscount Cyber, a major warrior.

"Yes, is this what it is?

"Is this how you call me from your neck?

The swuria I tried to put on the neck of the two of them, but one way or another the one I put on the neck of Viscount Cyber is in the shape of a draped down to the chest of the number. But such things as appraisals should work well enough to that extent.

"Is this good? ─ ─ Yes.

"As it was dressed, on Saturday-- no, the three of us carried it.

"As you say, Master Swuria.

"Whatever you say.

"Whatever you say.

When the three girls surrounded the two on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, the number in advance kept the larger hammer like it had on the ground with a quick figure of its own. From the way it was placed on the ground, it seemed pretty heavy for its size, and I guess I cared when I heard it would be carried. Soon the two bodies float in the universe. Seems like the Sevenths are going to let them fly through the sky like this, so Mariachi thought about picking them up and doing it if possible.

"Wah, I'll catch a meteor soon, but the others will keep going at the head of the march, and the three of us on Saturday will follow. I want you to put these two on and fly all the way to the bottom so I can't find a pretty high spot for King Jardaba or something. Camouflage as many marches as you can. - And the ghosts are still here.

"Yes, let's follow.

Mariachi, who cares about SURIYA, who will act alone, asks about the rest.

"So what about you, Sulya?

"Wah I'm going to fly with the meteor to golden and look for doors all the way to the prison at the bottom one foot away.

Mariachi tried to make an opinion of Swuriya, who was going to act alone. For at the speed of the meteor it is very difficult to follow the golden 40260; s swuria.

"One of you is in danger.

"I won't. I just said, if the other guy is King Jardaba or something, let's be clear, we'll do it together where all these faces have gone.

"At least if I were with you, Master Swuriya, I would be able to do enough to miss you.

"I don't care if you say so. It's a pity you're running away from Mariachi.

But the enemy is King Jardaba. I don't think the ruler of just hell would do this very much for the escape legs of Swuria, which became gold comparable to the speed of light, but as Marici expected, if they didn't run blindly, all the humans here would be denigrated by the departed crawling into hell. And with punishment against the will of hell or something, he could be thrown into eternal prison.

That didn't seem to be as far as I could pretend to look and not look at it as it is now in Swuria.

"Of course, if Master Swuriya is serious, I know enough that he doesn't have that many enemies across the street, but then he doesn't have my position as a Guardian.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Besides, wah is so strong, I wonder if the dragon man just now was snagging, so to speak, with all the glory and remains of the past, wah is afraid not to bow his head.

Actually, that's not true. A peek into the second realm layer, in hell where all the hierarchies are always dim, is a hell of a brightness if Swuria genuinely sheds light. It's also overwhelmingly different from the two-tier lights, where just something with heat emits light with extra heat, and even if it normally just glowed, we would glance at ourselves and at the God in the sky, which is near the side of Swuria, and our eyes would be crushed and permanently invisible. If we converge the rays of strong physical force, the affected areas may emit high heat and, in some cases, may evaporate instantaneously, or simply have holes.

So, the word only seems to me to be the humility of Swuria, but even if they say so, Mariachi can't back down.

"If you could join us after the meteor meets us...

The point where the meteor was headed must be around the perimeter of the next hierarchy, from the direction. If that's all it takes, a pervert like disgusting satyrus should just nest and not have to go into the bottom tier where they say there is King Jardaba.

As much as Sulya would go alone and come back, she said, she would never meet many enemies.

"Shit. Shall we let Meteor search the Seven Movements and rendezvous? Perhaps your generals, who have moved on, are mistaken. I don't think they're stopping by, but there are no land surveys.

The voice of a man entering from the side kicks such a swooliyah's addressed thrust. It's Viscount Cyber, hoisted up in the air and watched him go silent for a while.

"No, Master Swuriya. As our path guide if it were meant to be, there should have been one big bird with Lago. But when I saw you earlier, you weren't with me.

A modification is subtly made to Swuria's reading. Michissane, who has been offering Largo there, was given further information.

"Uh, if that's the case, I think there's a reconnaissance flying around one foot away, but if we don't catch up, I think we can get you back from that side of nature. If you can meet that guy, he'll probably tell you the shortest way out and how to do it.

Though I am admired that we have prepared this land of the other world even to the birds that guide us, it seems that Swuria was uncomfortable with the phrase 'birds flying around'. That must have been because I felt the hell of a sky in an improbable diagram of birds flying around freely.

Of course, the Mariches think such a landscape is very unnatural.

"Right. Will you look for me at the heart of that, Marici? ─ ─ But listen. Yeah?

"Why should I?

"Can a bird of a road guide fly through this hell? It flew, really.

"Yes. It was flying like me. Exactly where Narita Road fell with me though.

The only thing that has fallen is Narita Road. Other than that, when I heard Michisane say that Tori could fly, the eyes of Swuriya shine and I hear a crying voice.

"Don't crow the birds! Hey, no, it's pretty big, so I've got three legs."

That much I could imagine the bird in Mariachi, too. Or the bird-- no, if you're a crow, it's no wonder you're flying this other world. Of course, I knew exactly what to say about glancing down Narita Road.

"Yes, it is. Lago has been guided by a company in the capital of Yapan ever since. You think everything is God's use?

Swuriya accidentally slaps Pong and his hand. Marici also found that she had completely lost her heart.

"Oh, my God, that guy! I hope you were here. ─ ─ In other words, did you do what you sent all the way to this hell on earth? Don't be so bold. He's...

(431) Take a swurian weapon

It was taken for granted that Michisane would come in to plunge in, picking up a voice that I didn't think was Swuria's soliloquy, knowing the existence of Yasushi. You must not have thought that Suulia, the gatekeeper of hell, was the use and self of God on earth, etc.

But it wouldn't come as a surprise because if it was Marici or something like that, you know the history of the two of them. For Swuria, the crow is special. Can I say I love to play wu?

"Did you know?

"Do you want to do it? That's right. That's what he's up to. Right. I can see myself going around. I can tell you, I was involved there. I told you. You know, everywhere we were connected.

Swuriya has just met with the Salamandra God earlier, and by 'him' I mean the Salamandra God, of course. The fact that they are standing is that they were not in the kind of state that Swuria was worried about, but from what Swuria said earlier, I wonder if Mariachi and the others are feeling any impending. Above all, the proof that a major problem is occurring is that Swuriya herself has to be so motivated.

"If you fly around Hell now, you will be cast a spell given to you by the dragon.

"Given to you by the dragon? About what?

"It is a spell that frees the deceased, who, as I said earlier, were prevented from extinction.

"The curse?"

Marici answers that question.

"Master SURIYA. I bought it from an acquaintance named Carrarattori who is at the gates of Hell, but to inhibit the annihilation, use a tiny needle with a tiny needle and curse every one of those needles. If that stabs even one of the deceased, the needle will always say to the deceased, 'Your sins will not be forgiven for this,' and they will keep spewing curse words. He also said that this curse language is honestly more obsessive for the deceased, who were serious in their lifetime, and less effective for the rotten ones in their sexual roots.

Once again, Michissane takes the story from the side.

"Oh, I know what that is. I was carrying it with me just because the prison guards were given it by King Jardaba. Whatever its name is," The Silent Seal of King Jardaba "?

"Ah-ha, what the heck. So, how come the dragon who just got here can open up?

"Somehow - it looked like words to open up came out with my mouth, but the words that happened to be uttered seemed to be spells.

"It's such a convenience to talk about..., but so, you happen to have something good to say?

"Yes, and the tease with me flew and spread the word. So wasn't this hierarchy and, no, the hierarchy so far a lot less deceased?

"Uh, no, I didn't do that when I came with the cyber guys over there, but even if I came here in an instant, I didn't... No, it's certainly not much.

Then a voice that did not rely from the sky called toward Swuria.

"─ Mr. Sulya, what are we going to do?

The Sevenths are bewildered, holding the Cyber Viscounts. For once, I've been using my powers to keep two humans in the air.

Though Sulya may have found it to be the breathtaking muscle of Salamandra God, but she was even more motivated, she could not immediately make a decision as to what movement to make in this formation. In the first place, Swuriya was born a lone wolf before being a misanthrope. That said, there was also in front of the humans, and there was no way to throw out the leadership that once demonstrated itself.

(I can't believe I'm ordering everyone to do this without my character.

That's on my mind, but I can't pull it off later, Sulya. Trouble for a while and announce the policy at once.

"Shit, let's split up anyway. It's important that we all come together now. First of all, you're free, Seventeen. Either of you follow as many meteors as you can as you're supposed to be coming later? Can you get in touch with him? Then bring back the meteor that went before, as I said earlier. Mariachi and the others will take these customers and take this place straight to the next level exit or so, and we'll all meet there.

I mean, we're talking about gathering the wisdom of all of us to come up with a good idea. Everything eventually decided to throw round to the ability of the gathered ones.

But when I heard that, I got a question from the floating number.

"Why is it the next hierarchical exit?

"Well then, if I go in first, I'll have trouble bowling with King Jardaba. I've never been able to reconstruct an operation once I've been around it.

"─ Then, Master Sulya. For your concern, Lord Marici, I have a suggestion for you.

"What? I think Mariachi's worried too much, but did you come up with something?

"Yes, I think there's an unusual form of... weapon right where I was just stopping. That is the weapon that Lord Valkyria was carrying when we fought the fifth Four Heavenly Kings, Lord Valkyria, who said that Serene, the goddess of the moon, had been replaced, but no one had ever used it, even when confronted the mighty enemy Satori because it was so heavy and special. I've taken it all this way if it adds up to anything, but if you'd like to carry it with you.

"Well, I don't want anything like that. I've never used a weapon.

"No! That's what you can say, Master Swuriya, so please take it.

With that being the case, Mariachi has picked up that weapon and pushed it. Swuriya, who only receives.

But try it. Something makes me miss that weapon.

"Does this mean Vazilla?

Once upon a time, there was a thing called Shakra on the blood of Swuriya. When this universe was born, it was a naturally occurring being, just like Swuria. At a young age, he pissed off Swuria by playing tricks on the wheels of Swuria's prized seven-headed carriage and was an issue child who loved to fight. It will be a more ancient story than the birth of True Dragon, but its strength has nothing to do with this universe to the right, yet it sought even more strength, and in the early dragon will called Dadeicha in search of the hardest metal in the world, it taught and obtained its mineral veins. This is the artifact of manipulating thunder, which is said to have been made by it. In a time when nothing was so belligerent in the first place, no one tried to fight Shakura, who became a gold bar to ghosts. In other words, Shakra, who got this, is no longer an enemy in this universe.

At first I was going around looking happy with that weapon, but when I showed it all the way around, nothing could make it look any more. Fewer people approached me, and none of them, of course, had anything like taking that away from the Shakura of the Three Kingdoms. I won't forget this feeling because I let Boyaki touch me every time I came to the Sun Palace that I was bored.

When that happened, Shakura no longer seemed to have fun, and he lived in secluded hiding, but when this otherness was created with the power of True Dragon, Shakura, along with the dragons who had been renamed and locked away, should have chosen to make it a paradise transferred into the otherness. At that time, most of the families of what is called God moved into paradise, including the Great King of the Shaitan. The Great Demon and his family are soon then embarking on the idea of building up the confined realm of evil spirits, that is, the eight hierarchies of the present hell, above the eternal prison.

But then the time passed, and even when Suuliah temporarily dwelt in Paradise, he never saw Shaklah.

According to the dragons who live in Paradise, they were still adults for some time after the creation of Hell, but they left Paradise because they couldn't get around.

"Yes, information from fellow Valkyrians who had a conversation with Lord Largo told me that the weapon was taken care of by your companion Acharanata, who has been missing for a long time from Takamura at Hell Gate.

"Acharanata's? If he's missing, it's called Indra. Ah!"

Well, even at the Salamandra god's place, Sulya wonders if the strong man Indra, who hears rumors that he's gone missing, meant Shakra, who changed his name.

In other words, only that mischievous boy, Shakra, who had admired himself with Brother Swuriya, had been challenged by the single Jardaba kings to do so without a weapon and leaving behind the adorable Error One.

(No, there is no death or destruction in hell. If he's alive, he's in captivity, or like Serene...

"What's wrong? Or don't you mind?

"No, don't do that. A rare dish. I'll take care of it. Oh, dear."

(437) The undelivered

Mariachi, who suddenly noticed the problem, took the weapon she hated and spoke to Swuriya, who was also likely to miss it and even happy.

"Dear Mr. Swuria, in your words...

"Doesn't matter, Mariachi. Are you worried about something?

It's just a long stick. I looked at Mariachi's complexion and it seemed pinned.

"Yes, in the hierarchy that lies ahead, I thought it would be okay to make fun of animals that are chemistry.

To put it all that way, Swuriya becomes a complexion that perceived the fear of Marici.

"Oh, well, should we do it? He's also a kind of bird beast. If you don't say so, don't worry, even if you say you're a demon, do it with that fox. If Satyrus was healthy and buried, would he be upset? Come on, if you're looking for that dragon, you're in trouble. Hurry up, guys, yeah?

"So what do you do, Mr. Sulya?

"I 'm-- I'm worried about the meteor I went to first. First we go looking for a meteor in that direction, and once we catch it, we fly to the next level and around the bottom level, so that those dragons don't look like they're here, and we'll come back from there looking around in turn. Then we'll meet again. Anyway, if I fell apart now, I wouldn't. Once you've come together, give us what we all know, and we'll figure out if we don't have enough. Go to the entrance to the next tier and wait there if you have any clues. If you want to move on, I'll leave this - Friday, so follow the instructions. By the way, don't ask for a meteor in the back on Saturday.

"Whatever you say.

Mariachi seems dissatisfied, but this is already a matter of decision. On Saturday, as they say, they head backwards, spreading butterfly feathers and soaring quietly.

Confirming that, Swuriya, who held on tight to Friday, flew high above towards the starboard forward.

As he rises above, Swuriya asks Friday, who he holds in his nostalgia. Friday was supposed to hold onto the position of the earlier meteor marker.

"Just now, straight to the flying direction of the meteor. Is it okay?

"Yes, Mr. Sulya. As I said, the meteor marker stopped once and moved again, but the distance just went and stopped, in the same direction.

This time it is not the appearance of gold . You need to take a little Friday, so you fly like a person. Not so fast, of course. At any rate, we should not go beyond the end of this hierarchy where meteors have worked so hard. Besides, the marker seems to be stopping on the starboard side ahead.

The talking voice goes up to a point where it can't be heard on the ground, and the Friday I hold sounds worried.

"Dear Mr SURIYA, are you okay? My dear Mariachi, your complexion seemed rather harsh.

"He's too worried. No, they say this hell is fierce or something. King Jardaba or whatever, it's normal to worry about it. You're not coming. I'm going to pass the wide area in an instant, so I'm going to do something with a smaller chance of just running into you.

In fact, it is tantamount to no knowledge of King Jardaba or anything else for Swuriah, who has never been interested in this kind of thing, such as things in hell. Sometimes I couldn't sum up my policy because of course, Swuriya herself had never taken the leadership that way before, but more than that, the relative neglect of Swuriya about this hell was more of a problem.

Of course, I intend to be more familiar with it than the humans who have just come to hell, but let's just say that Swuriya's knowledge was too old, and too scarce, to attempt a hellish attack.

"Dear Mr SURIA, In your words, I know that you must not be insulted that way by something called King Jardaba. According to the ghosts' Lower Horse Review, it's a rumor that he's quite personable and has no choice but to prefer a battle without enemies on the way, he's highly popular, intelligent, and quite a solid divider in hell.

"Something like that. I just thought Wye was very powerful. To my head. I'm surprised.

"So even if you can't find him in person, if there's anything like a jailer ghost seeing Master Swuria, the contact might fly right over to him.

"What, we can have a system like that?

Swuria breathes. I thought if we had such a system, we wouldn't have let the Mariches act differently.

"No, it's just that I kind of imagined it from the image of King Jardaba, who's smart.

"What. Don't be such a pain in the ass, though. So, over here. Yeah, right? What's ahead that looks like a meteor?

"Yes, but long before Main Street in the left hand direction, I can see an earlier female martial artist and fox letting a male martial artist in a similar ethnic costume stand and walk away...

One of the seven Saturdays, even though he's just being held in his nostalgia. As soon as you enter a new hierarchy, pay attention to your surroundings and give good advice.

This hierarchy was galloping away from the tragic patterns of the earlier hierarchy, drowning in the deceased but own desires, all at will. There have also been fights and lynchings where selfish desires bump into each other and wash their blood with blood, but they give each other a free-flowing dementia such as where the wind blows at each other.

"I sure don't. But I can't see the dragon at the heart. Don't lose it. I don't care where you go away from your people.

"Why don't you get off for a minute and ask me?

"No, first the meteor or... oh, what's that?

Anyway, I see something desperate and spellworthy surrounded by ghosts dressed as a bald, bald, bearded Bobo's old man with a crown of flowers on his head and a piece of fur on his bare head.

"Let's say it belongs to the hierarchy here, because it also involves the jailer ghost of the yellow aura. And that's a weird outfit. Probably listening to rumors, it's a pervert called Satyrus. Thank you. You seem to be trying to make something strange, like a greedy demon.

"I see. That's going to have an unexpected impact on your people. Shall I say hello? I'd like to try this one too.

"Yes, I know if that's okay.

The two stepped down around the back of the old man and approached him, when the jailer ghost surrounding him noticed and raised his voice.

"Satyrus, there's something I'm unfamiliar with again!

"Fool! Now Satyrus is in the middle of nowhere. I can't keep quiet! We'll take care of it!

The first time I raised my voice, when another jailer ghost showers reprimand, he leaves about three of the ten or so jailers in your great protection to advance before the Swurias.

It turns out that mindfulness is in a row that generates massive amounts of greedy things to flaunt those in this hierarchy as instincts do, and that things around you are completely invisible.

"Who is it, this place is ruled by Satyrus, in the middle of the troubled evil hierarchy? We will not tolerate anything that stands in your way here, Satyrus.

"Well, that's a hassle. Friday, can you play that way?

"Whatever you say.

Answering that, Friday drags the jailer ghost, who had seven bodies, together with an invisible tie, straight into an undisturbed place.

"Hey, what the hell is this girl!

"Hey, come on, come on.

Then the rest of the ghosts watching it changed their blood phase and just happened to pop out in front of Swuria.

This one sees a slight attitude towards talking more than the U.N. crowd did earlier.

"Seriously, I don't know who it is, but Satyrus really is doing an important job right now.

"That's right. An unsuccessful man has surrendered this hell, and the lust demon that Satyrus created has just been swept away. As it is, the deceased in this hierarchy returns to sanity.

If we get a new mass outbreak, we're in trouble. Swuriya purposefully plugs into a fight.

"The unsuccessful man? Is that a mistake on the side of justice? Maybe you guys are using it to stop the silence?

"Ha, don't be silly, the deceased of this hierarchy don't have to use such a candle, as long as there is an abominable lust demon of Satyrus sama trait, all those who want to stay longer in this hierarchy...

"Hey, what are you talking about!

When another one says so, yet another one lurks his voice and ears at the silent ghost.

"That's right. Weren't they strictly told that thou shalt never speak of the devil or the fierce lust?

The voice is lurking, but it sounds like it fits into Swuria.

"After all, you guys are wonderful. Ah, Akan. It rots in hell.

"Until now, I don't know who it is, but I can't keep returning the secret from here!

"That's right. It's a mouth seal.

Swuria, when she took the vajra pestle, which she had deposited, largely from the number, took care of it.

"Such an unreachable bunch of you, let it be this guy's experimental bench.