"It's a big misunderstanding, where is my brother like Gagura?" Bi Ze argued for his brother, and then muttered in a low voice, "You said that he is similar to the Spartans." ”

"I guess he's talking about the state of the field." Once again, Omer had the opportunity to take a closer look at the dark-haired man in front of him.

The face of an oriental, but with amazing strange strength and speed, he has the posture of a warrior but does not have the neatness of a soldier.

A lone warrior, the strength cannot find a counterpart in the known source energy system, but there is a warmth of déjà vu and subconscious rejection.

Like... Light?

With a slight frown, Omerio raised his hand into his pocket and pressed down on the more grumpy cards, especially the Ace Slayer in the middle of the case.

There was a ridiculous speculation floating in my mind.

And that speculation was followed by a little excitement.

Despite his love for monsters, it doesn't mean he hates Ultraman as the main character.

The longing for heroes has a long history, dating back to the even more ancient past.

Most of them who did not long to save themselves when they were children did not lose their longing for the light, even after growing up to recognize the reality and realize that only they can change their personal relevance.

Whether it is incarnated by oneself or by others, altruism of dedication has its own charm that gathers people's hearts.

But speculation is only speculation, and Omer will not be confused by the presence of the longed-for existence in front of him.

It should have been the other party who should have been in trouble.

"Yes, that's right, am I...... What does the obstruction bother? The man asked, and then looked back at the three figures still lying on the ground behind him.

Omer looked the same.

Seeing that two of the images were gradually dissolving due to the card user's unconscious, he stepped forward, carrying the briefcase he had just lifted.

From it, he found the portable plastic rope that the mercenaries always have.

"You did get in the way of me talking to him." Tearing off the pitch-black cloak that was not noticeable when he didn't move, Omer began to bind the mage's hands under the man's subtle gaze, and then tied them further.

There is no professional tying technique, but there is a kind of bacon style skill.

"But it's the same for now."

As the tie tightened, he also pulled away the card hidden on the other party's body and a traditional staff that was far from the previous No. 2 staff.

Then he turned around and picked up the katana again.

The man couldn't see what the young man had touched, and the katana was transformed into a featureless black cane in the riot of bladed metal.

The young man suddenly turned around and asked the two girls, "Do you want to avoid the two young ladies?" ”

He asked, and the opening above the staff suddenly shot a ghostly light, making a tiny hole in the ceiling.

"I'm afraid there will be some indecent disrespect next."

A cane capable of emitting lasers.

Several strange weapon parts in Morrison's iron coffin, Omer also took the time to familiarize himself.

After all, on the premise of having a choice, he naturally felt that the risk of using the Beta Demon Blade as a weapon was too high.

It is true that the technology of Mephiras is trustworthy, but the guys he has met recently are all guys of the same interstellar weight.

Omer knows that he is not one of those Ultramen with a background, and he can't beat Ultraman who is also sent by someone, and if the Beta Demon Blade is broken in his hand, he can't expect the Frontier Lighthouse Group to warrant it.

So the iron coffin was always in his briefcase, and it came in handy at times like this.

And Rin Tosaka looked at the cane, but he was also calm.

"There's going to be a lot of blood?"

Her acceptance of this weapon is full, after all, she also has a gem sword in her hand that can only release waves, and she has seen some strange weapons in the clock tower.

"No, with its high temperature, it won't give the blood a chance to come out." Ormo raised his hand and ran his fingers over the straight mechanical staff.

Although the appearance has changed dramatically, the weight has not improved much, and it is probably impossible to carry it with the three girls, but the man on the side has to say otherwise.

"A very special weapon." The man, who was probably preparing his words, noticed his gaze and complimented his weapon.

"The same goes for you." Omer glanced at the steel pipe with the gap.

This suddenly made the other party choke.

"My real weapon is dangerous."

"Really?"

Glancing at Bi Ze's nodding appearance on the side, and then considering the conjecture of light, Omerxin asked if this guy still had some special effects resources hidden that he hadn't shared with him.

However, these should not be considered at this time.

"Small talk and self-introduction can be put to the end," he shook his head and looked back at the three of them, "The point now is, are you all mentally prepared, especially you, Miss Dongshang Change." ”

The named little witch reflexively straightened her back, just like when she was named and spoke in class: "Yes!" ”

"As a trainer, I don't recommend that students watch what follows, even though you may have seen something similar under the influence of your family."

A little girl who takes witches as her ideal profession is raised by an old witch grandmother since she was a child, and she can be a pure and flawless greenhouse flower... Omer didn't think much of that possibility.

It's like a locally-born triple crown, a mercenary with no experience in violation of laws and disciplines, and a virgin Bichi, which is a setting that only comics will consider.

Dongshang Reform obviously doesn't have such a dreamy setting, but she still has some expectations when facing Omer's words, and it is difficult to say whether she is more nervous about this matter or simply facing Omer.

When Omo was still in a demonic state before, the girl's gaze was very wrong when he looked at him, and when Bi Ze typed to tell Omer's identity, her eyes were more like a light, probably the memory of a witch that did not exist had been conceived.

Even the future lectures on magic were signed by both of them.

In this state, she naturally can't face Omer rationally, but she also has companions.

Although they got along for a short time, the friendship of 'being kidnapped together' was no less than 'going to the battlefield together', and it could give birth to a 'sense of companionship' caused by the crisis, and Æthelfrey took over the conversation with emotion: "But we also have the right to know, don't we?" Mr. Linton. ”

“… Of course. ”

I didn't expect Tianhuo to answer for Dongshang Change, and after that, I also saw the latter nodding when he glanced at Tianhuo and then looked at him, so Omo sighed and simply turned away.

"Won't you stop me?" He glanced at the man on the side who was still looking at the change of Dongshang.

A man with light on his back will have some excess kindness... Omer judged with the experience of most of the special effects works, so he asked this question.

"Indeed, I think torture like joint techniques is more appropriate than your laser." Kay nodded.

This silenced Omer for a moment: "... You'd better keep quiet, so I won't hold you accountable for interrupting my plans. ”

Joint skills are indeed a good choice, well controlled, the trauma will not meet the standard of minor injuries, and fingerprints will not be detected on clothes.

However, intimate encounters such as twisting and cutting are easy to ignore the overall situation because the perspective is too close.

This is a big no-no when dealing with the caster.

So he looked at Bi Ze again.

This unlucky friend who was involved was a student who had never been in any danger half a month ago, and now he saw that Omer seemed to be very conscious, and then he was skipped by Omer.

"Uh-huh? Why don't you ask me?! "The unlucky guy is very dissatisfied.

"What's there to ask, you can run to this kind of upper-middle class exhibition, aren't you determined?"

Omer asked, his hand leaning even more flatly to the side—in the sound of the wind, the laser from the metal at the end of the rod fired again went straight to the side of the man's arm tied behind his back, almost instantaneously waking the unconscious man with a cry of pain.

"What's going on? What about number four! The No. 3 player, who was dizzy in advance, woke up to find that his upper body was tied up, and even cared about the safety of No. 4.

Is he really, someone crying to death?

"He—" Glancing at the man beside him, thinking about his performance and the dangerous words that claimed to be his real weapon, Omo spat out two words, "Dead." ”

"Sacrificed to save you, now it's up to you to waste this life that was saved."

Once you have determined the basis of, you will start to extend the trap based on lies along the foundation.

Ormer's call was extremely mellow, without the slightest stuckness and unnaturalness, and of course it would usher in the gaze of five subtle eyes.

"Dead...? How could it be... Ah, it's you! ”

It seemed hard to believe that his teammates had sent it so easily, and No. 2 was still confused, and when he looked up again, he saw the man who had knocked his stuffy stick.

"Red Kai!" Anger welled up in his heart.

"You're famous, aren't you?" Omer, who was not very surprised by this, squinted his eyes and asked.

Although the latter was a little surprised, when asked, he chuckled: "In this circle probably." ”

Not only are people who have contact with interstellar events, but there are also many people who know themselves very well, and Kai is gradually getting used to this.

Although it is still troubled, there is still a subtle sense of accomplishment from hearing from the criminals that they all know themselves.

It also made Omer make up his mind that he would not only collect Ma Niang's big data when he turned back, but also get more crawler software to help him catch information.

He didn't know anything about Kai, and he thought about 'torturing' Bi Ze later.

"Now that you know him, it's easier." Playing with his cane in a nonchalant manner, Omer looked condescendingly at the number three, who was trying to stand up.

Noticing the unnatural movement of the shoulder of his cloak, another beam of light brought out the other man's screams.

"I'll answer you, I'm not going to kill you, I'm not going to let your injuries get too bad, we should have a lot of times-"

Before he had finished speaking, he frowned at the corner of the road ahead, and then looked back at the Dongshang Revolution - in the hole left for the ears in front of the little witch's pointed hat, a pair of horse ears were shaking, twisting, and then settling to the left.

I wanted to say something when I made eye contact with Omer.

In fact, needless to say, Omer looked back at her to confirm that he did not have auditory hallucinations, and that there was indeed a group of people staggered with orderly footsteps.

With a rather professional quality.

Ling Omer was silent for a moment, and then, under the bewildered gaze of the others, threw an emergency healing spell at the three.

While throwing it, he also asked: "Mr. Hongkai, did you call the police?" ”

"Nope." Kay replied, denying Ormer's speculation.

But without waiting for Omer to continue asking, he smiled heartily: "But I called an ambulance, and this matter seems to be quite a big problem, someone must call the police, right?" ”

But people like you calling the police will make the alert level even higher......

Although he didn't know what kind of background and strength the other party was, Omer knew that the police system had a set of judgment criteria for adjusting the level of the case according to the identity of different informants.

So it would:

"Eastern Metropolitan Police Department! Don't move! ”

"This is the Terrorist Task Force! Put your weapons down!! ”

"God bless the sound class has arrived at the scene, and immediately assess the proportion of purging and saving here."

"This is Rhodes! The location of the Skyfire Operator has been confirmed. ”

……

Oh, the beef pie......

In the face of such a stirring of teachers, Omer could only let go of his hand holding the staff.

Letting it fall to the ground and stay with the briefcase, it also smashed a few cracks in the mixed material floor.

And he just showed his blank hands raised in the air.

By the way, remind those behind you:

"I advise you to do the same first."

After all, although none of them are criminals, the more irascible law enforcement agencies, such as the Terrorist Task Force, often come up with a bad response that will be complained about.

Whether it is the perpetrator or the victim, it is necessary to say that there is no hostility in order to save trouble.

Plus more delivered! Once again, I wish you all good health and all the best in the new year!

Incidentally...... As for the protracted question of whether Kai is Orb or human, and there is no solid evidence so far, you can see what I said in this chapter when I mentioned O-50 in the previous chapter.

After all, O-50's aura of light has shown a more bullish and neutral function than the Plasma Spark Tower when dealing with the three Rob siblings, but it is obviously not so neutral in the face of Kai and Gagula, but it is like - someone is on the number to operate, I don't say who .jpg

Above!

Well, until we'll see you again tomorrow!

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