"Before going on a very dangerous mission, there are some things that you can't say. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info For example, 'After this battle, I will go back to my hometown and get married.' Or, "As long as I get xxx, I can complete the task without any danger", this thing is called a death flag, which has a very unimaginable power, if the fate is not enough to win, dare to plant the flag indiscriminately, it is self-defeating. ”

Yu Feibai, who was walking in front, shook his head like a storyteller.

The girl with long straight black hair stared at the one-meter-tall colored mushroom on the side of the road for a long time, swallowed her saliva and walked away regretfully, and replied casually:

"Oh. ”

Yu Feibai paused with a displeased expression.

Mikasa was startled, thought for a moment, and quickly asked, "What are we going to do next?" It's been a long time since I've seen the footprints of those two people. ”

Yu Feibai touched his chin and said melancholy: "That's true, it seems that it was lost, but it doesn't matter, let's follow the instructions on the map first, find the nest of the [Pleiades], this protosatulate itself has almost no combat effectiveness, as long as we kill it, we can return safely." ”

As he spoke, Yu Feibai lowered his head and fiddled with the trolley containing the metal block, with a solemn expression: "Speaking of which, the more you go into the mountains, the more ferocious the nature of the proto-intestinal animals, and even some stages dare to rush up against the magnetic field, you can't delay any longer, the sooner you finish it, there will be less danger, kill the Pleiades, and everything will be fine-uh, why are you looking at me like that?"

Before he finished speaking, Mikasa pointed at Yu Feibai's mouth blankly: "That, you just said not to ...... casually"

The two looked at each other, and half-ringing feathers turned their heads with white and black faces.

What the hell is going on, why are you all paying attention to this kind of thing?

Compared to Hafeibai, who has walked on the territory of protosagulars, but at least has a girl to be a companion, Rentaro who is alone is more miserable.

The vehicles were all damaged in the previous battle and could only be walked.

Since it had been raining since the morning, my shoes were soaked with water when I rubbed the grass, and my nostrils were filled with the strong smell of earth after the rain had passed.

Walking through the devastated battlefield, the miserable battle of last night was vividly remembered, and Rentaro walked for a while, and the collapsed No. 32 megalith became larger and larger in his field of vision.

After the collapse of the monument, the fragments of the monument were piled up into a mountain of white rubble, leaving only a columnar steel skeleton structure that was not affected by bleaching and stood on the grassy mountain.

These steel-framed structures are one of the reasons why politicians in Tokyo insist on building megaliths in situ rather than choosing alternative sites, which look like columnar cell models.

Being able to stand tall in the midst of such a raging artillery fire shows that this steel frame is not something that can be discarded casually, and it is impossible to erect a similar structure in a short period of time in the current situation in the Tokyo area.

The Phatopods must be defeated, at least until a new megalithic monument is erected.

Nowadays, the collapse of the megalithic monument of many deceased souls lingers, giving the faint feeling of a tombstone.

To Rentaro's great surprise, the appearance of the megalithic monument that had become so miserable still filled him with awe.

I don't know what to say about the fact that this super-large structure, which is stubbornly resistant to ultraviolet rays, acid erosion, impact, and high temperatures, and exists far beyond human intelligence, will now collapse like this.

In short, it shouldn't be wrong to say that it's hard work - Rentaro hangs for it in the bottom of his heart.

Hats off to humanity's most loyal patron saint, who is dead but alone has no selfish motives.

Rintaro walked around the huge tombstone and soon entered unexplored territory, standing on the hillside and suddenly stopped.

You can see the large hole left by the destruction of the magnetic field blocks that were originally used as a temporary base for hunting festivals, and the outside is an unexplored area, although it is not the first time that it has left the range of the stone tablet barrier, but it is the first time that it has been single-handed.

But then again, now that the 32nd megalith has collapsed, the boundaries have become blurred as to where the megalithic stele is and where it is the unexplored realm.

Marine life cannot survive on land, and land life cannot survive in the ocean.

Sea creatures and terrestrial creatures reverse each other's lives and deaths through the clear realm of the coastline.

This is exactly the same as between humans and protogastroids.

Humans cannot survive outside the megalithic monument. Aragulars can't survive in the interior of the strong magnetic field – as it should theoretically, and there have been occasional exceptions in the past, and it's nothing more than 'mermaids who have left the ocean in search of something to revere), and in the end they still have to go back to their own place.

But the iron law has now been broken.

This is the Taurus army led by Aldebaran, and it is a life-and-death struggle with all the citizens of the Tokyo area.

Neither side has the capital to lose.

Taro tried to imagine the appearance of Aldebaran that he had never seen with his own eyes, but no matter how he thought about it, its figure seemed to be covered in a layer of fog, hazy and indistinct.

When the Son of Heaven gave him the photograph earlier, Aldebaran could only clearly capture the part of his mouthparts illuminated by the searchlight, and the rest of the parts were completely invisible.

The immortal body, the ability to erode the coin, and the super command ability like a soldier are gradually becoming clear, and only the true face is still unwilling to show people easily.

Rentaro recalled that my cousin had said that the auxiliary troops he led were unable to sleep because of the encounter with Aldebaran, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.

What kind of monster can bring such fear and shadow to warriors just by their appearance?

The darkness of the night led Rentaro's imagination in strange directions, and the distance he traveled was completely beyond any previous hunting festival.

At this time, the outline of the ruins of the dish antenna in the corner of the field of vision instantly frightened him to stop.

"Damn...... I thought it was some huge aragonoid!"

Rentaro shook his head and patted his face to sober himself up.

Cheer up, Satomi – Rentaro.

Vigilant, he crossed the wide plains and saw the ruins that had been so badly destroyed by the Atomic Animals War.

Crossing the wreckage of the level crossing that remained open, Rentaro judged that the neighborhood might have been an industrial area in the past.

Signs of human activity from 10 years ago can be seen everywhere, but all of them are covered by wildly growing plants, and it is really hard to see the true face without looking closely.

The abandoned pulp mill was stained with gray or white wood pulp throughout, and the white iron roofs were covered in red rust.

Even the beams and pillars gave up the work of support, causing the house to collapse.

The wires swayed across the ground, almost entangled around Rentaro's feet.

There's been no electricity for a long time, so you don't have to worry about electric shock, but you'll have to be careful, and the hell knows where the foraging animals will pop up.

The houses with very prominent corners are close together, and it feels like they have merged into a creature with a will.

Rentaro tried his best to avoid making a sound, and slowly stepped on the road, the faint sound of rats making him stop and prick up his ears.

He used a tritium lamp to read the words on the map and compass, confirmed his bearings, and then walked again.

Squinting into the distance, you can see a forest-like object through the ruins, and at the other end is the forest where the archagus lurks, as my hall master said.

However, unless you go directly across the long ruins, you will not be able to reach your destination.

Rentaro calculated it in his mind.

It's 30 kilometers each way, and 60 kilometers back and forth, and considering the complexity of the terrain, it's not easy to just get to the destination.

If Rentaro travels at a speed of 10 kilometers per hour in consideration of the need to guard against unknown dangers, it will take less than an afternoon to make a round trip.

But of course, there is no such smooth thing in the world.

Even now, you have to be vigilant and watch out for the slow movement of the protozoa around you, and when you cross this place, you have to rely on luck to find the location of the [Pleiades], and defeat them, so as to try to get back alive.

No matter how well things go out, it will take at least three times as long.

He didn't know what the Pleiades looked like, but now he only knew that it was about fifteen meters long, and because it could shoot compressed mercury, it was speculated that it had a funnel-shaped pointed beak, and it was a terrestrial creature with the appearance of a water-shooting fish.

Only these clues are too unsafe.

Despite his apprehension, Rentaro went into the factory and decided to move quietly under the cover of the building.

There may be flying archatics hovering overhead, which is necessary to reduce the likelihood of detection.

Although I was mentally prepared, I still noticed strange things in the house one after another.

For some unknown purpose, the huge gears were covered in rust, the entrails of some kind of creature and the trailing blood were strewn underneath, and the railings of the hallway were stained with bloody handprints.

An eerie and murderous atmosphere pervades here.

If you look closely, there are white objects scattered on the ground, and Rentaro picks up the larger ones and illuminates them with tritium lamps to observe.

It turned out to be a fragment of a thigh bone, and there were tooth marks on it from the meat gnawed off by an unknown animal.

Rentaro narrowed his eyes, the situation was not good, the ruins in this area must be the territory of some protozoa, and now he was afraid that he was in the sphere of influence of those creatures.

I wanted to get out of this place quickly, but things would have been even worse if I had encountered the intestines before crossing the forest.

First of all, you have to grasp the true appearance of the protosagulars - Rentaro convinced himself.

After lighting the tritium lamp, I found that there were a few dirt-stained footprints under my feet.

Each footprint was about the size of Rentaro's palm, and unsurprisingly, it was some kind of four-legged beast.

The corridor railing that was as high as Rentaro's waist also left some kind of white body hair that fell off after rubbing the animal's body.

If crawling on all fours is still at this height, it means that the thing is quite large.

He crouched down and pressed the tip of his nose close to his body hair, picking out the remnants of the beast, which must have been left recently.

Rentaro walked through several buildings and into what resembled a cement factory, and the suffocating, intense beastly aura brought him to a halt.

Following the jumble of beast footprints on the ground and over the corridors crisscrossed by countless pipelines, he cautiously pressed his ear to the rusty iron door at the end of the broken conveyor belt.

Taking a deep breath, Rentaro's hearing seemed to be strengthened several times, and everything around him was captured by him.

The sound of small insects vibrating their wings, the sound of the air rolling in a small place, and the sound of snakes rubbing against the ground as they scurry by, were all captured and analyzed.

The supercomputer equipped with the [21-type super-rich prosthetic eye] is definitely not limited to the improvement of eyesight, but also the ability to think faster, and it is not yet known where the upper limit is.

Rentaro has also begun to use this ability frequently, because he used it to almost get out of trouble when he was shrouded in the realm of frozen space by a certain initiator.

Soon, Rentaro confirmed that there was no creature inside, and then quietly pulled the door open.

A foul smell suddenly came out of the crack in the door, and he couldn't help but pound his nose.

The strong stench of beasts, carrion, musty, rust, and all sorts of other inexplicable smells mixed together, and the slamming of his eyes made him burst into tears.

It took a long time to get used to the smell before opening the door and illuminating the space inside with a hernia lamp.

The light shone from right to left, and a staggering number of human bones appeared in a dark space the size of twenty pings, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Rentaro's eyes narrowed dangerously, but he felt a convulsive feeling of nausea in his stomach.

Needless to say, this was once the place where the feast of the original intestines was held.

Countless chains hang from the ceiling, connecting large machinery and pipes that don't know what they are used for.

Frightened as he stepped forward, the soles of his shoes stepped on something damp, and the old floor creaked in response, startling Rentaro.

Although he knew that it was impossible, the delusion that the bones would stand up and attack him with a click-la-kaura laugh in the next moment was still difficult to erase from his mind.

Rentaro crouched down and drilled through the pipes, examining the remains that had not yet completely turned into white bones.

The body was badly damaged, and there were sharp tooth marks of various sizes, at least the thickness of an adult's thumb.

No matter how you look at it, there are more than one or two.

Is it here that they raise their offspring?

What kind of aragula is the kind of protosagulars that take this place as a territory, Rentaro has a rough idea.

If his prediction is correct, he should try to get out of here as early as possible.

I wanted to bury the body that had been discarded on the cold floor, but I didn't have that kind of time to spare.

Someday, wait for humans to take back their own things from the protozoa, and ask the dead to be patient until then.

Rentaro left the cement factory and exhaled a breath that seemed to be frozen.

The forest where the Pleiades inhabit is close in front of you, but the sense of anxiety is stronger than that of the square, and it keeps irritating Rentaro.

Rentaro stepped up on the dark night road, and the tritium lamp, which was always on, flickered and made the silent journey breathless.

Crossing the ruined industrial area until you reach the forest, there is an empty plain with no shelter or buildings, and there is no other way but to break in.

At times like this, a small noise, which is usually almost deaf to the ear, may be interpreted as the footsteps of some creature approaching quietly.

Rentaro pricked up his ears without looking back.

There was not just one, but at least five more footsteps coming from behind, and it seemed to be increasing.

His pulse naturally quickened, and he quickly entered the combat groove, and at the same time quickened his pace, pulling his pistol from the holster and putting on the plug-and-play silencer.

There is still a hundred meters from the forest in front of you. Although they don't feel that they will stop chasing after escaping in, there should be a chance to get rid of a few of them.

Although Rentaro wanted to run away immediately, he had to reluctantly restrain himself in order not to provoke the guy behind him.

The pursuer didn't seem to intend to hide his presence, and Rentaro heard the sound of a beast squeezing his throat behind him, and quickly glanced behind him.

The appearance was not clear under the darkness, but there were glimpses of the outline of four legs, and the round eyes that belonged to carnivorous beasts.

The opponent's enhanced shimmering eyes radiated a ferocious glow, as well as fiery bright red pupils.

Judging by the height of the eyes, it is estimated that each one is about the size of a lion.

No matter how you look at it, it's the size of the foul.

That's a wolf.