only monsters

lost...

"...Ha...ha...ha...Wei...Orihime-san, I..."

The brown-haired girl who had won her again stepped forward, panting as if she was in a hurry to say something, but Aimu Zhihime couldn't hear anything.

There was a buzzing in her ears.

The taste in her mouth hinted at rust.

She subconsciously bowed and curled up, just because she suddenly felt severe abdominal pain.

And when the other party stepped forward nervously, trying to care about her situation with the hands that had nowhere to rest and the stammering mouth, she still had the thoughts from the previous moment in her mind.

...lost.

The advantage of the ten golden steps in the prologue, the gradual parallel speed of the middle game, and the last foot that passed his own in the final game...

Can't understand...

I, who was accustomed to chasing horses and running, lost to the student Narita who went ahead at the end of the game...

what happened?

why?
The only thing I can see from looking down is the slightly curly grass, and the artificial luster that should be green is covered with mud spots.

Is it not enough training?
Is it not working hard enough?
She closed her eyes slightly, using the darkness to reconcile the black spots that filled the retina due to brain congestion, but she seemed to see her rigorous training all the time.

Why?
The Gaoyue Award was won by others, and the Extreme East Derby was taken away by the other party... Even the only remaining Chrysanthemum Award was missed due to physical discomfort...

It's like this pain, the pain like the stomach is about to burst.

Sudden relapse, even if the treatment goes well, it will also delay the game.

It brought regret, brought numbness, and made her have to look forward to the next year, which is the end of this year...

"elder sister…"

——!
She opened her eyes suddenly.

A pair of legs, a pair of legs that are almost mirror images of myself, existed in the opened field of vision, and then disappeared.

...no...sorry.

Suddenly, there was a bitter salty taste in his mouth, which was filled with the smell of rust.

...I am not worthy...to be your sister.

The messy psychology during the game turned into bitterness of regret and unwillingness at this moment.

Surge, swell, soar and sway when the body can't bear it at all!
"This is……"

Seeing the familiar black trace again, Narita Lu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his hand to grab Aimu Zhiji, but was condensed by countless black mist.

It was like some kind of living creature that was about to swallow her inside, and the more substantive, muddy shadow was already split in two by Narita Bairen's high jump.

One rises from her feet as a buffer, and the other pierces through the black mist, separating a 'clear' road space, pointing directly at Narita Road and the unconscious Ai Ji.

"Senior Bai Ren!"

"Hold her, and I'll take you two away!"

"Ok!"

Narita Shirahito, one of the top ten candidates for handsome men in Teresan Ma Niang, has the fortitude and stability of going abroad to beat vampires at the age of 17 when he is serious.

Almost immediately, Narita Road, who was out of the situation, found the backbone.

No matter what appears or happens in front of her eyes, she must first obey the guidance of her seniors——she just thought of this, and the next second when Narita Bairen, who was running ahead, quickly escaped from the black mist, she was completely startled.

Those big, completely dark red eyes!

So many, such eyes!
These monster warriors, which are dozens of meters high at first glance, are full of such eyes from their feet, joints, backs of hands, chests, and shoulders. Even considering the symmetry, except for the vertical one on the chest started.

The pupils on the chest, which were distorted by strange arcs like vertical narrow eyes, were staring at the black mist directly below.

These eyes look like they have a separate self.

The pair on the shoulder armor looked at the black mist like the chest, the two pairs on the knee joint and the elbow joint looked at the surrounding four directions, and the pair of eyeballs on the carapace-like sharp boots on the feet - stared directly at the black mist. Wait for someone here.

Some are even turning with the movement of themselves and others.

Uh uh uh……

Even Narita Lu, who is not afraid of ghosts, feels a little hairy when he is stared at like this.

It's better to say that this is no longer a ghost, this is a terrible monster! !

At this moment, Senior Bai Ren, who grabbed his arm beside him, was able to shout loudly to the monster: "I brought him out! What are you waiting for!"

As expected of Senior Bai Ren!Narita Lu couldn't help expressing his admiration in his heart.

Although she could also see that the terrifying-looking giant samurai seemed not hostile, the eyes at the top that were so tall that they couldn't see clearly didn't seem to be looking at this side, just waiting for something.

But facing the huge blood-red eyes the size of a small warehouse in front of him, his legs were still a little weak.

She didn't know that the senior she admired was actually most afraid of ghost stories.

Right now, it's because [Devil King Ghost Eyes] looks too monster, and the 'ghost' elements are not enough, so Narita Bairen's 'coward' switch cannot be triggered.

On the contrary...

The main base of the appearance of the demon king fused with beasts and ghosts is the base of the demon and the ghost warrior. The armor of the warrior itself is also replaced by the material of the scale armor of the demon. .

Quite a bit "Nioh 2" style.

——In this way, ah, someone from Narita, this is it!
On another occasion where no help is needed, Narita Bairen must have taken out his mobile phone to take a picture - although in this way, she can experience the 'ghost' element of ghosts.

Eye Q, which is essentially nothing, joins in, and ghost lover, who is purely wraith, acts as the body, and Omer Linton, who often draws energy to recharge the card, makes the card darker and darker, as the transformation element.

Ordinary technological products aim at this resentment-enriched gesture, and what they create will only be supernatural photos with strong randomness.

Various postures, various painting styles, big eyes filled the screen, and distorted ghosts with various death methods and appearances - you might as well try the lottery.

Maybe there is a 0.6% chance of getting a normal photo of the ghost.

But after all did not do so.

Compared with her personal aesthetic preferences, the safety of her school girls is more important to her, and she has already considered taking Aimu Zhiji to the infirmary.

The latter's previous state of emitting a large amount of negative energy made her suspicious of hidden dangers.

And the eyeballs in front of the hideous giant mouth of the ghost-like carapace on the legs seemed to see what she was thinking, and in a slight turn, she canceled her gaze on the three horse girls: "Take them away, I'll wait for them The moment when it's done but not done."

"Eh, this voice?"

Although the urn was much thicker, as if it was wearing a helmet and treated with electric current, Narita still remembered that it was Linton's trainer's voice.

After all, Linton's trainer was in the auditorium at the beginning, and when he relaxed a little now, Narita still wondered where the trainer went.

You won't be scared to run away by this monster, will you?That's gross.

But even if he didn't run away, it would still be too abrupt to become like this!

Although I heard that the other party has some kind of monster-related energy, is this also a monster? !

Narita Lu was still hesitating to speak, but suddenly Narita Bairen hugged her together with his love Zhiji.

"Hurry up." Bai Ren said coldly, immediately bringing a bumpy feeling to Narita Road.

On important matters such as saving lives, she never wastes time, and acts immediately when she gets a response that she doesn't need to leave behind.

Tuliu, a 51m tall evil ghost warrior, stood in front of the training ground, watching the lost host, the whole body began to gather spontaneously, trying to transform the negative energy of the same huge outline.

Then, silently, he raised his arms that had no friction with the air and were almost nothing.

From the staggered arms, the knuckle-shaped wrist blades shot out from the dark red eyes spreading from the back of the hands.

Immediately, arms and arms, back and back were crossed, rubbing sparks.

This is him getting familiar with the texture of the weapon.

This is the first time he has used this combination. It is a pure new splicing. There is no experience in special shooting dramas for reference, so he has to explore it all by himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be pre-recorded audio when he thought about something that could be done.

It was obviously the feedback sound of the cafe's chanting, and even the name was chosen.

Registered name: [Erlknig Kigan]/Devil King Guimu, it's hard to say who wrote it, but this kind of pre-compiled data is definitely derived from Akane's technical calculations.

You didn't even say hello to yourself, did you want to give a surprise?
That was quite a surprise indeed.

It was clear that when he poked the card, he was even mentally prepared to hear [error].

After all, not all monster cards can be combined, and the combination formula recorded in the book is the exploration result (x) of Fukui Dek, Serebrow and other transformation seniors.

It's just that the nature of the eye Q and the nature of the ghost lover are plastic, coupled with his own foundation, he at least believes that this theory can be fought.

Now that the spelling is complete, he still has to deliberately pull out the memory file and cram into the rehearsal state temporarily.

Wrist blades are quite rare weapons. In my impression, only one of Dongyan's ancient Xianxia games has a well-known final boss-level character who is both an enemy and a friend.

Although he himself touched it at the request of his adoptive father, it was only touched.

Not to mention good at it.

But with this structure...

He pondered and recalled... Maybe he could use the duckweed crutch to stick to his arm.

And even though he was thinking about this, all the eleven eyes on his body, including his head, were all staring at the negative energy that protruded and condensed into a liquid-like texture.

Achievement but not success—this is a very tricky state.

Negative energy tends to be unified, but it has not turned into an entity, so it is difficult to attack physically.

But it is easily absorbed.

If it is earlier, the negative energy is too scattered, and it is gathered by the absorption of eye Q, and the efficiency will be very slow.

And if it was later, the negative energy monster would have already formed, with rough skin and thick flesh, and it might absorb the free negative energy of the whole school to strengthen itself.

Although the whole school's attention is now on the press conference, there will be no horses and trainers on the side of the training ground away from the gymnasium.

But the 50-meter giant is still very conspicuous.

You can see it even in the gymnasium, but the easiest thing to see here is the university department.

Fortunately, the university department, including the student union and the chairman's office, must be at the press conference, except for the special case of Narita Shirahito.

Homa didn't intend to be watched, and he didn't want the situation to turn into a battle where he needed to pay attention to his feet, and he didn't want to grab the headlines of the URA news—it probably couldn't.

Even if you engage in monster fighting in Central Treisen, it is impossible to take away the limelight of the reorganization of horse girl competitions.

Then there is only one answer.

Instant kill!

At this moment, he felt the weird state of eleven eyeballs with different visions staring at one place together. The excessive amount of information made him feel that every second was a little longer, so that he could more accurately grasp the outline of the monster. moment.

Whoa!

At this moment, ghost eyes switch to non-entity.

At 0.4 seconds, the ultra-high speed from Liangui attached the double blades to the purple-red energy absorption of Eye Q.

In the first second, the double blades stagger, turn and pull down, sprint and twist, return the sharp blade, and so on.

I would like to call it the super-study martial arts tyrant.

When you are older, you can also call it Chao ⑨ (x).

The blade light at high speed is like a tide, blocking every energy node.

In the 1.5S, the twisted moon eyes on the chest were like a vortex, swallowing the negative energy that had been cut into hundreds of pieces with surging suction.

In the second second, the black block was swept away by the sinister and ominous giant warrior among the countless remaining blade lights.

In 2.5 seconds, the giant warrior disappeared.

Ma Niang and the school workers who rushed to the scene could only see the empty training ground with the system in standby mode, and there were not even huge footprints left on the ground.

knock off!

Historical facts, on October 04, 10, Aimu Zhiji died of a ruptured stomach at the age of eight, so be careful with your stomach.

Also, each form of Omer's fusion beast actually has a very sloppy "face-squeezing link"-it is necessary to determine the proportion and position of each card shape in the fusion state at the moment of formation, which is the first time The subconscious choice when transforming is always a guaranteed aesthetic