Jingu Bridge, Galatron.

Even without Ultraman Belial's card, the merchant had no doubt that the mercenary in front of him was capable of reproducing the strength of King Nagalatlon.

Just as he once replaced the position of Ultraman Belial with himself, he fused into a unique shape and a thunder killer who was not weak.

There is obviously a gap in the pure output, but the difference between the demon body itself and Ultraman also brings wings and scale armor to the Thunder Slayer, and even the possibility of truly radiating the brilliance that only the Giant of Light can have.

The results of the different orientations make the overall strength not very different, and it is natural that they will be wary of businessmen.

Although he still counted on collecting wool from Omer, he would not forget the fact that the other party was a mercenary.

The mercenary profession, although it is a prejudice to regard it as barbaric, but Kingsley. Moore clearly has a lot of prejudices.

As an elf who is approaching the age of 100 years old, what he has experienced and what he has seen is indeed enough to form a certain prejudice.

So he will admit that stereotypes and regional blackness are not very reliable, and at the same time, he does believe in his own 'bias'.

For example, black eating black in the mercenary industry is really common.

Whether it is Jin Guqiao, Galatron, or even King Galatron, they are all mechanical bodies, and it is not impossible for their series of alliances to be called mechanical alliances and metal alliances, and they are known for their indestructibility.

A businessman who once mastered and knew this power well, even if he didn't use it very well, he also considered when this power was used by others.

The Sword of Broken Steel is naturally necessary, but at the same time, it is generally not needed.

So put it in the gray area physical insurance bank.

It's not fun to be used in the back hand, but when you find that the other person's gaze is almost as undisguised as your previous self...... On the contrary, the businessman has a lot of expectations for the future.

He was only eighty-six years old, and he was still an old and young elf.

There is always such a contradictory spirituality in the immortal species.

On the one hand, he has the life experience of being able to develop a 'stereotype', and on the other hand, he has a young and motivated heart.

This state is actually more inclined to ordinary beings, and it is easy to collapse due to going to extremes in a long life.

However, the weak temperament and pure heart that are truly in line with the lifestyle of the immortals can easily make this kind of race gradually die out in the high-intensity competition.

Although the land under the rule of the Holy Terra Federation is very peaceful, the competition for racial survival has never been just about war.

Silently, slowly but steadily – gradually extinct.

This is exactly the common way in which extinct organisms die.

There is not much the government can do about such populations, which are disappearing because they cannot keep up with the times.

You can't use brainwashing or something like that to forcibly reverse the way such a group becomes a short-lived species, right?

In the early years, when the territory was vacant, it could be allocated to them as an autonomous region, in the form of a nature reserve, to build a paradise of immortal seeds protected by law, and later the land became tight, and it was benevolent and righteous to prepare a tailor-made electronic utopia for them.

Now, although interstellar exploration is in full swing and the territory is empty, the Lord of the Federation is the heart of Terra.

Strong artificial intelligence, naturally, is correct and indifferent.

Divide a large area of land to make a home for a group of immortal species that can't keep up with the social environment and can only increase the diversity of waste?

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- At this time, if there are really a few energetic freak immortal species......

That's what the heart of Terra would love to see.

It is precisely under this current situation that there are not many standard immortals under the ancient stereotype among the immortal species under the rule of the Federation.

They are all 'contradictory creatures' with the momentum and adaptability of conventional creatures, but with a long life.

It is easier to be ominous in old age.

Or madness.

Of course, there are the most ideal situations, such as - as long as they are strong enough, defects or other things can be tolerated, so some immortal species with strong talents do still exist, such as angels, such as dragon beasts, and some lazy dog gods.

As for why a certain part is mentioned, and why angels are not mentioned as demons, it is naturally because this kind of guy does not lack excess energy.

There are always immortal races that have nothing to do with slowness, and the world is not short of this possibility.

"So the first job you got into was dealing with a few dragons?"

"Strictly speaking, the enterprises under the names of those dragons are quite easy work, and at first glance, it seems that the Hall of Return to the Source is really not a criminal den."

"At first glance?"

"You have to look at it again, you can't rush it. By the way, what about the key? ”

Shinjo Akane's room, except for the puppet on the bed, is very lacking in girly elements, but it is full of horror elements, such as the monster model standing in the shadows, and there is more than one place.

There are even more unfinished models, pale and weird.

There is also a peculiar vicious circumference: time intercepts some kind of if hypothesis, the monster tramples on the protagonist in the traditional sense, pulls out his heart, that bloody moment-

There are too many such things, so that Omer is not a little uncomfortable breaking into the girl's boudoir.

Of course, the woman was not at all uncomfortable about being broken into the boudoir, and she was holding a pair of glasses with countless lines of vaguely visible lenses on the bridge of her nose, concentrating on the metal cylinder covered with crystals.

The secret key.

Ever since Ormer threw it at her last night to study, she's still thinking about it.

- That being said, it didn't take much time to study.

After all, she had gone out to Traeson with everyone during the day.

Omer said that he was not in a hurry to wait for the results, after all, he had not seen a monster that could be smoked.

Akane Shinjo is really open without pressure.

The time at dawn is spent watching the training of horse racing girls, playing mobile games on mobile phones when they are bored, or chatting with Da Zhen or chatting with the speeders and Bourbon when they are resting, and going back to eat together, but in the evening, there is a serious study, but in terms of results......

Even with the help of the dialysis equipment supported by the friendship of the speedo, that is, the glasses, the progress of Shinjo Akane's key analysis is still slow.

Of course, this kind of instrument that can extract the power of monsters in the Ao Shed is also a black technology, second only to the card drawer of the Serebro who eats the guarantee, and the research room of the light war criminal Hikari.

If Shinjo really wants to think about it so early, then she should also apply for a job in the defense team of Showa Okutan.

But the results are still there.

"It's really the same as you said, this thing should have been improved." Raising his hand to prop up the tabletop and turning the engineering chair around him, Shinjo Akane threw the key towards Ommer, not at all accurately, but Amo was able to catch it.

The conjecture is based on the fact that Yelagander was drawn but not dead, and since Omer and Akane have both seen the key in the Monster King's hand, the discrepancies in appearance can be guessed as different individuals.

"Pumping the power of the monster can adjust the power, and there is indeed a non-lethal option."

"How do you figure it out? It comes with a manual? ”

"Guess?" Taking off the overly mechanical glasses, Akane Shinjo lowered her head slightly with a somewhat unfathomable smile in her pink eyes, but she didn't give Aumer time to speculate, so she asked, "Speaking of which, how is that elf?" Did you sell him? ”

"Not yet, the price is too low now."

"Oh~"

(End of chapter)