only monsters

Everyone is born different. In the wizarding world, this sentence can be used to describe a person's talent.

Different attributes, different genres, different element affinities, and different understanding talents.

The man named number two in the operation is a spellcaster with a unique talent in space magic, especially space fixation and connection.

His talent in this area is so unique that even his classmates and peers suggested that he develop in this direction. The space department is a popular business, and the talent in fixing and connecting can directly earn an iron job——

——Talents like him are needed for the maintenance of several large teleportation circles.

Such employment prospects are indeed daydreams, even if he still has the traditional spellcaster romance of controlling elements and building patterns.

But his talent has pointed out the future for him: his test foundation in the element system and magic circle system is far weaker than the average, as if he has overdrawn other talents in the space system.

Just go this route and give up that unrealistic fantasy.

Instead of using time and energy to pile up theories that are not good at or understand, and directly ponder the unbelievably easy space system, wouldn't he be able to stand out soon?

A small dream can easily be run over by time and covered by other pursuit packages. Looking back, he has indeed become one of the maintenance specialists of a large teleportation circle, and even has time to think about specialized teleportation surgery.

There is more money to buy some 'toys' that return to childhood imagination.

——Magic staff.

To cross the threshold of general magical talent, you don't need to draw a magic circle by yourself, you don't need to recite mantras by yourself, let alone the process of acting as a ritual, and you don't even need to care about the affinity for elements, there are enough built-in A functional magic wand does it all for you.

Even if you are willing to use the magic furnace core continuously, you don't even need to provide magic power.

You just decide on the registered spell name, and the rest of the staff will figure out a way.

In this way, the childhood dream can be regained and become a magician who controls the earth, water, wind and fire to achieve miracles.

But such a simplified rubbing move is somewhat lacking in reality.

Unlike most users of magic wands, there is basically too much lack of him, so what he takes is naturally the top-level self-discipline magic wand

The independence is too high, so that there is not much experience of releasing magic, but the feeling of using a machine.

When the novelty passed, what he felt was a deeper emptiness.

Expired dreams turned into ecstatic desires, like an 'itch' that transfers from the bones to the muscles and dominates the nerves, and like the fire that sticks to the body and cannot be extinguished.

When he came back to his senses, he had already joined a certain organization, working for that 'boss', and he was in charge of Thunder that was far more direct than ordinary spells.

Even though they were only used for a short time and needed to be replenished from time to time, it really made him experience what real affinity and real control are.

Its heart will also deviate from the instinct of the giant beast, and it will deviate more and more from its original position.

"Didn't distinguish between the local and the foreign, instead of being indistinguishable from the darkness?"

When he heard this sentence from that strange demon, he just felt ridiculous.

He sneered, sneering that his intensive teleportation was clearly aimed at the existence of 'the darkest and deepest heart', but it arrived at him.

That's enough to say something.

Because those who use monster cards always have the instinct to contact monsters, the spirit is easy to deteriorate, and the card itself is easy to accumulate more darkness, so his transmission improvement is always smooth, and he can accurately lock other colleagues .

Just today, a little accident happened.

He sent himself to an inexplicable demon, who even mocked him.

So he sarcastically said in turn, although for a demon, his sarcasm probably means nothing.

The way of thinking among different races is different. If you say that his heart is dark enough, it may be regarded as a compliment.

But does that matter?that's not important.

Anyway, he came here to destroy the exhibition, and to destroy the exhibition, the most simple and direct solution is to kill people!
The brilliant thunder light originating from gravitational rays spread towards the demon like creeping tigers spreading out.

That is the power of the king of alien monsters, and the earth monsters may be hard to match.jpg
Also at this moment, the demon looking at the gravitational ray, as if suddenly enlightened, whispered the name:
"Ghidorah?"

Then his tone changed, and he smiled excitedly:

"Bring it to you!"

It was the blood-colored magic circle that made No. [-]'s eyes widen, resisting the thunder.

He recognized the magic circle!

But at this moment, under the rendering of the bright golden thunder, it seems that even the magic circle has turned into gold. No, there is no doubt that it has really turned into gold, and at the moment when the demon is striding forward with the shield in his hands.

The dark golden light blade that exploded during the sudden sprint pierced through his robe and his body.

It was a huge beam blade extension called the Galatron Sword, and the user didn't even know that this move had a record of killing a certain Ultraman's waist.

"……It's you…?"

"It's me? Who is it?"

Raising his hand to take off the card in his hand, the devil just asked in a low voice, watching him slowly bow and fall while bleeding, and then slowly bowed and knelt until he completely fell to the ground.

Only then did he give up his vigilance against his possible use of spells to escape.

Then he took off his hood.

Amo looked at the pupils that were beginning to slacken, and raised his claws to reveal a bit of green light.

He doesn't know one of the awesome medical spells, but he knows two of the emergency healing spells.

An embarrassing person whose magic talent is so mediocre that he doesn't have any outstanding ones, what he learned is such a mix and match.

Before you are sure whether the other party is really guilty, the risk of killing someone rashly is still very high.

Whether it is moral hazard or legal hazard.

Omer will naturally leave him a sigh of relief, just as it should be - King Ghidorah card, confiscated!
cell phone?confiscated!
robe?confiscated!
Staff?confiscated!
Well, other things are useless... I have briefly confirmed the staff system, and found that I can't unlock the demon who uses it but is not discouraged, and directs the electronic vampire to break the identity lock on the phone.

To this day, Morrison still can't do vampire monsters, but he should have a few hacking skills if he is able to do some electronic ghosts.

After confirming the recent browsing track and opening the special call channels one by one, the devil also walked towards the aisle where the fire system could not extinguish the fire.

The man in Tuliu continued to fall in a pool of blood, and after ten seconds after Omer left, the man in black who was made up of cyan light spots that appeared out of thin air squatted down to check.

But after the man briefly confirmed that his wound was healing and breathing, he didn't intend to call an ambulance. He just stood up and looked around again.

Looking at the scattered burn marks left by the high-temperature electric current on the ground, and feeling the all-too-familiar energy residue in the air, he naturally frowned.

Then, after simply contacting the ambulance, they also walked towards the deepest area where the fire was most serious.

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3 minutes later, when the ambulance personnel arrived, they were holding No. [-]'s staff and wearing No. [-]'s black robe, claiming to be No. [-]'s demon, and using No. [-]'s chat history to check the messages with No. [-], confirming that they are companions .

By the way, Rin Tohsaka and Miss Tianhuo were saved.

Cut off Bize's words again.

Although she was still a little wary of Dongshang's reform, the little witch seemed to only know her identity as a demon, but had never seen a photo.

It is true that there is no picture of him on Umastagram, otherwise Omo would have been blocked by a junior high school girl headed by Xiaolin Liqi.

It's easy to say that you don't recognize yourself, and Amo is planning to get some more information, and he is also putting on an indifferent look right now:

"I hope everyone can cooperate honestly. After all, you have also seen that No. [-] does things more directly, and doesn't care whose life is taken off."

After driving them from the room to the corridor, Omo ignored Bize's constant winking.

In other words, the devil's attitude really couldn't respond to the winking——

——His demon has no eyebrows and eyeballs that can distinguish his gaze, let alone the exoskeleton face that looks like a helmet.

It can be said that the face that gave up the freedom of expression for the sake of combat specialization is not worthy of winking.

"What do you want us to do?"

That guy Bi Ze didn't speak, and Tohsaka Rin faintly became the team representative. She seemed to be more mature than Omer expected.

How many years has it been since he and Emiya Shiro fought five battles together?

Omer is not very clear about the information about Xingyue in his mind, and the original body of this memory seems to have not figured out the various events and timelines of Xingyue.

However, the memory also seems to point out that many related materials of that work are quite confusing and conflicting, which further reduces the reference value of the memory.

"Honestly, that's all," said the devil, raising his index finger, and then pointing down at Dongshang Reform who was nervously holding his wand, "And that Miss Ma Niang, or the little witch girl?"

Seeing the drooping ears of the horse on both sides of the pointed hat, the devil calmly said: "Although I haven't seen you on TV, you must know some girls who have been on TV, right?"

"Oh! It's really you, Number Four, and you can pull people over," Number Three exclaimed, shaking his head again, "But the barrier is open, and people who call can't get in."

"Even if it's just at the door, it doesn't hinder the purpose, does it? You can act, number three."

"It's true." No. [-] nodded, completely ignoring the trembling of the little girl and the glare cast at him by the cat-eared lady who protected Dongshang Reform.

"Then on the [-]th, you can communicate with her. I don't want to talk to these little girls at all. I'll sort out the remaining energy of the card."

As he spoke, he put his hand into the robe, and when he took it out again, Omer saw two figures appearing in front of him.

The electromechanical Baltan and the mechanical Gomora stood motionless in place with a mechanical quality, waiting for his inspection and confirmation.

"Can't you perceive their status at the card stage?" Omer turned his head, faced the four people again, raised his index finger at them, and made a booing gesture.

But this action was probably regarded as a provocation, which aroused the humiliation of the two adults, so immediately, he was the one who greeted Tianhuo and Tohsaka Rin's glaring eyes.

But Bize turned his head to see that No. [-] was also facing away from this side, and hurriedly waved at the two girls, hesitating to speak under the latter's attention, and finally took out his mobile phone to type.

But as soon as he tapped the screen, he was warned by the devil: "Please don't make small moves, sir, I will confiscate your mobile phone first."

As the devil spoke, he raised his hand and lost a sound-proof barrier.

Covered Bi Ze.

"What magic did you use?" No. [-], who was inspecting Baltan, did not raise his head.

"Sound insulation, I think it's better to use the sound insulation magic instead of persuading the two ladies to be quiet."

"Indeed, I also find it annoying for women to chirp, but those two women are pretty good-looking too. Since they don't need it, why don't we play it later?"

Those two people were even more shocked by these words, and Bize hurriedly showed the two types of words he typed quickly.

"We don't have much time," the demon sighed. "As a colleague who works together, I don't mind you exposing your weakness to me, but are you sure you want to do this?"

After thinking about it for a while, No. [-] came back to it just now, raised his head angrily, and turned to stare at him: "...Nonsense, I've been doing well for a long time!"

Probably staring, although there was darkness under the hood, Omer felt a thorn in his back.

Wordlessly, he stretched his wings to cover Bize's slow pace, but this did not arouse No. [-]'s suspicion.

Probably because he thought that whatever the devil did was normal.

Then the knocking sound of ping-pong-pong sounded.

"Go and talk to No. [-] and No. [-]," the devil said helplessly, "I hope the boss doesn't have the heart to gossip."

"The boss doesn't have gossip. He only cares about power and wealth. He was also driven crazy by his family. It's miserable."

"Being sympathetic to your boss is the beginning of being squeezed."

"It's still different, okay, symbolist."

"..." Looking down at Dongshang Change's widened eyes, the demon once again raised his index finger in a hissing gesture, but this time, no one glared at him anymore.

Bize was even more immersed in typing, showing his profound typing skills in playing with his mobile phone in class for the past six months, but he lifted it up in a few seconds, and there were two lines of words hanging on it.

Although he didn't know what Omer was doing, he explained to all three that the demon was Omer, and Omer probably had some plans.

He didn't figure it out, but the two big girls could immediately see that Aomer was collecting information, and they all stood up obediently.

"Symbolist... that's true, but No. [-], is it necessary for you to check that machine like this?"

"What do you mean?" Number three looked back.

"The status of the card, don't you know the card by sensing it?"

"How is it possible! What can those cards perceive? They can't perceive anything except negative emotions!" Number three, who only felt that number four was talking nonsense, was very surprised, "Didn't you use the cards before?"

"I thought a one-off was not the same as a long-term situation."

"It's all the same, where is the intuitive expression? To be so intuitive, you have to interact with the monster card very deeply. That kind of behavior can only be done by those adults including the boss."

"How long did it take the boss, can we do the same?"

"You're actually watching the progress of the boss? The devil really deserves to be a devil," No. [-] turned his head to look again, "I'm very courageous, I never dared to think about it."

"Then you don't know how long it took the boss?"

"Who knows—" No. [-] said, just as he was about to turn around and continue tidying up, he heard a sudden ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, and a black shadow appeared in front of him the next moment!
boom!
"Who knows what?"

There was a dull sound, but Omo didn't care. Before No. [-] was beating the mechanical beast and the mechanical alien, but he saw the four in front of him shaking their heads frantically.

Bize wanted to shout something even more. From the shape of his mouth, it can be recognized that the sound he probably wanted to pronounce was:
"Kay?"

As soon as Omer made this sound, he suddenly heard the sound of extremely fast footsteps in the silence. In the next second, he turned his head suddenly, and used the samurai sword in his hand to block the steel pipe that was attacking from behind.

?

Steel Pipe?

Why steel pipe?

Omer looked at the stern-faced man in black in surprise, a little confused, but he also saw two machines and a person who fell to the ground behind him.

The speed of action is so fast... As he thought about it, he personally experienced the strange power of the other party that seemed to be able to faintly surpass his own.

But what puzzled him the most was the other party's shout:
"Jagula! What are you doing again!"

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There is a small foreshadowing that you will not pay attention to if you don’t think about it, or cold knowledge.

Electromechanical Baltan has fought against Uub in the stage play, and Mechagomora has also played in Ultra Fighting Ubri. It goes without saying who the Ultraman with Latlonga waist is.

Kai's waist should have been aching from the moment he sensed the remaining power (x
By the way, Kai admits the wrong person, which is actually a foreshadowing recovery. In the early days, Bize complained about why there is no such thing as Uub and Zeta in this world...

Finally... Kai's steel pipe backstab is a double tribute, one is a certain tidbit, and the other... Beria's son Ultraman Geed used the "convenient fighting instrument" to fight Gilba in a small warehouse where silicon metal was placed Lisi fought to the edge of the universe, and the avenues were wiped out, everyone knows.

— until we meet again!