Moves?

Diru frowned and leaped upwards to dodge Beelzebub's dark claws, [lotus root] lifted, and the bullets rained down again, forcing Beelzebub to roll and dodge.

His embarrassed posture made this self-respecting dark Digimon extremely angry, and completely gave up resisting the suppression from the world, and the ominous aura of black and red surged, and something completely broke in the void.

"I understand the truth, but why can he evolve, even if he can evolve, why can he still use moves!"

Dilu complained to the world with a black face, accusing it of inaction.

"This is a move he forcibly used at the cost of his own data energy, and he is going to die after this fight, do you want to die too?"

The world is unmoved, and it is impossible for this cat not to see this, but it just wants to make amends from him.

Insatiable stinky cat.

Hearing that her compensation application was rejected, Di Lu pouted her lips unhappily, just like a poor social animal who was forced to work overtime when she asked her boss for overtime pay, but was told that it was "voluntary overtime" and therefore did not have overtime pay.

In short, in short, hold your head and squat first.

Crouching down to dodge Beelzebub's claw blows filled with dark energy, looking at the gradually eroded walls and ground, Diru was silent for three seconds, and then...

Just run away.

A high-attack dps that can't be used by silence and a warrior-type top order who can resist and fight with skills, what's the trouble?

The world consciousness here is still reluctant to let go of the restrictions for himself, spicy chicken teammates.

“… I just don't want you to be a disposable! ”

In response to Dilu's accusations, the world protested.

"Look at that, although he forcibly used the move, this guy is dying."

Of course it knows this kind of thing, but that doesn't prevent it from asking for overtime pay, the last time I collected energy, because the forum was manipulated, it's not enough now, and this guy in the world is still so stingy...

The cat is going to be hungry, the cat is super aggrieved, and there are people chasing behind the cat.

Dilou's steps were in a hurry.

With its head down, it ran into an alley, listening to the footsteps not far behind it, and its heart was lifted.

It had been hiding from Beelzebub in a berserk state for two hours, and seeing that the night was about to pass, and the world was about to welcome the dawn, it still couldn't shake off that guy, and it couldn't wait for that guy to run out of energy.

"Actually, that guy is so energetic, mainly because of your last rival..."

Noticing Dilu's gaze, the world reading as "explaining" the sound of the writing arching fire became quieter and quieter.

Di Lu, who smirked in respect, silently turned into "Gu Yue Minglai" and looked around.

Can't put it off any longer... Can't wait until dawn.

Now, it really has no choice but to use the stupidest trick.

Dilu hid in another alley, coldly watching that his reason had almost dissipated, and it seemed that only Beelzebub, who had found and killed his consciousness, silently set up the arrangement.

It's not easy to find a compact and uninhabited building complex in this place, but fortunately, the useless world consciousness can be used as a navigation.

Dropping the last bomb, Dilu let loose his breath with some ease.

The moment it released its breath, Beelzebub searched for it like a hyena, and soon appeared at the mouth of the alley.

Looking at Di Lu standing in the alley, a trace of clear doubt flashed in his scarlet eyes, and then this vigilance was suppressed by chaos and madness.

One-step...

Two steps...

Three Steps...

Beelzebub gradually walked into Dilu and came to the middle of the alley.

Di Lu, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, grinned at the corner of his mouth, showed a typical gin style smirk, raised the detonator, and pressed it directly before the big spider on the opposite side could react.

A series of roars rang out, and Beelzebub was enveloped by the sudden explosion around it, and when it tried to escape, the buildings destroyed by the explosion were scattered, and large pieces of cement pressed down on its body, forcibly stopping its movements.

Looking at the Demon King-type Digimon crushed by the collapsed house, Dilu quietly reached out and pulled a steel bar from the rubble.

There was such a big commotion, and it had to be over quickly.

Wordlessly, he raised the arm holding the steel bar high, and the dark energy gathered in Di Lu's hand, conducting the broken steel bar.

Beelzebub fell in the ruins, quietly watching as the black energy was based on the steel bar, and watched as the black spear gradually became sharp and sharp.

It didn't say anything, just quietly looked at Dilu as it approached, and then closed its scarlet eyes.

"Good night, Lord Demon."

With a wave of Dilu's hand, all was silent again.

On the way home, Di Lu looked at his hands with some blankness, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be simply annoyed that he couldn't snatch back some of the energy he had stolen.

"So how are you going to explain the fact that you ran out of a box of tiny explosives when you left the door?"

The world's incomprehensible words interrupted Di Lu's untimely sadness, and Di Lu returned to normal in an instant, and Di Lu didn't mean to give the world any good looks, and gloomily accelerated his pace.

And the world, which realized that he didn't seem to be popular, obediently put away the noise and honestly shut up.

Although that guy doesn't seem to have a mouth either.

However, there is no energy... Dilu sighed and touched her gurgling belly.

Although the forum has been restored, if you don't do something quickly, you're going to go hungry.

Taking out his phone, Dilu dialed Gin's phone.

"Huh? You said you were going to get a mission? Active? ”

Gin, who received the call, knocked over his glass in surprise.

Delu: You don't have to be so shocked...