Lost......

“… Ha...... Ha...... Ha...... Weave... Orihime-san, I'm ......"

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

The voice in her ears was buzzing.

The taste in her mouth was hidden with rust.

She subconsciously bent down and curled up, only to be hit by a sudden sharp abdominal pain.

And when the other party stepped forward nervously, with a hand that had nowhere to put and the stammering mouth trying to care about her condition, she still had the thoughts of the previous moment stuck in her mind.

…… Lost.

The advantage of the golden ten steps in the prelude, the speed of the gradual parallel in the middle game, and the end of the game over its own end......

Incomprehensible......

Accustomed to chasing horses, he lost to Narita Lu in the final game......

What the hell is going on?

Why?

The only thing you could see was the slightly curly grass, and the artificial luster that should have been green was stained with mud spots.

Is it not enough training?

Is it not enough effort?

She closed her eyes slightly, using darkness to reconcile the black patches that filled the retina due to brain congestion, but it was as if she had seen her own rigorous training.

Why?

The moon prize, won by others, the Far East derby, taken away by the other party... Even the only remaining chrysanthemum was missed by himself due to physical discomfort......

It's like this pain, the pain of the stomach about to crack.

It relapsed suddenly, and even if the treatment went well, it also delayed the game.

It brought remorse, it brought numbness, and she had to hope for the next year, that is, at the end of the year......

"Sister..."

——！

She opened her eyes suddenly.

A pair of legs, a pair of legs that are almost a mirror image of oneself, exist in the open field of vision, and then disappear.

…… No way... I'm sorry.

Suddenly, the mouth with the smell of rust was churning, and there was a bitter saltiness.

…… I don't deserve it at all... When you're your sister.

The chaotic psychology on the field turned into remorse and unwilling bitterness at this moment.

Surging and expanding, rising and swaying when the body is completely unable to carry it!

"It's ......"

Seeing the familiar black traces again, Narita Lu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his hand to drag Ai Mu Orihime, but he was condensed by countless black mist.

It was like some kind of living creature that was about to devour her, and the shadow, which was more substantive, churning like mud, had been split in two in Narita Hakuhito's high leap.

One of them rises from beneath her feet, acting as a buffer, and the other stabs through the black mist, separating a 'clear' road space, pointing directly at Narita Road and the already unconscious Aimu Orihime.

"Bairen-senpai!"

"Hold her, I'll take you both away!"

"Okay!"

Narita Hakuren, who is ranked in the top 10 candidates for the handsome guy of Tresen, has the perseverance and steadiness of going abroad to beat vampires at the age of 17.

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

No matter what appears in front of her or what happens, she will follow the guidance of her predecessors first-As soon as she thought about this, the next second that Narita Hakuren, who was running in front, quickly broke away from the black fog, she was startled.

What big, completely dark red eyes!

That's a lot, such eyes!

These monster warriors who appeared around the body of a monster warrior who were dozens of meters tall at first glance, from the feet, joints, to the back of the hands, and even the chest and shoulders, there were such eyes everywhere, and even symmetry was considered, except for the one on the chest.

The eyes on his chest, distorted by a strange arc like vertical narrow eyes, were staring at the black mist directly below.

These eyes look like they have their own selves.

The pair on the shoulder armor looked at the black mist as on the chest, the two pairs of knees and elbows looked in the four directions around them, and the pair of eyeballs on the carapace-like sharp boots on the feet stared directly at themselves and the others.

There are even those who turn with the movement of themselves and others.

Uh-uh-uh......

Even Narita Road, 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 not a ghost anymore, this is a completely scary monster!!

At this moment, Senior Bai Ren, who was holding his arm by his side, was able to shout to the monster so loudly: "I brought people out!" What are you waiting for! ”

It is worthy of Bai Ren's predecessors! Narita couldn't help but squeeze out a little admiration in his heart.

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

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

But she didn't know that the seniors she admired were actually the most afraid of ghost stories.

At the moment, it's because the [Demon King Ghost Eye] looks too monster, and the 'ghost' element is not enough, so it failed to trigger Narita Bairen's 'coward' switch.

On the contrary......

The appearance of the Demon King fusing beasts and ghosts is still the foundation of the demons and the ghost warriors, and its own samurai armor is also replaced by the scale armor material of the demons, and at the same time, the original deer helmet light armor style is twisted to be more hideous and sharp.

It's quite a bit of "Nioh 2" style.

- So, ah, Narita someone, she, it's okay!

On a different occasion where she didn't need help, Narita Shirahito must have taken out her phone to take pictures - although in this way, she was able to experience the 'ghost' element of the ghost.

The essence is the eye Q joining, the pure resentful ghost lover as the body, plus the self-pumping energy often recharges the card, so that the card is getting darker and darker. Linton does the elements of transformation.

Ordinary scientific and technological products are aimed at this grudge-rich gesture, and the result will only be a very random supernatural photo.

All kinds of postures, all kinds of painting styles of big eyes all over the screen, as well as all kinds of death, all kinds of distorted ghosts of death - you might as well try the lottery.

There may be a 0.6% chance of drawing a normal photo of the ghost.

But it didn't happen.

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

The latter's previous state of expelling a large amount of negative energy made her suspicious of hidden physical dangers when she looked at it.

And the eyeballs in front of the ghost-like carapace of the legs in front of the hideous giant mouth also seemed to see what she was thinking, and in a slight turn, she canceled her gaze at the three horse girls: "Take them away, I'll wait for the moment when it doesn't succeed." ”

"Huh, that voice?"

Although the urn was much thicker, as if he was wearing a helmet and had been treated with electricity, Narita Lu also remembered that this was Linton's trainer's voice.

After all, it was Linton trainers in the audience from the beginning, and when he was a little more relaxed now, Narita would still wonder where the trainer had gone.

You won't be scared away by this monster, will you? That's too bad.

But even if you don't run away, it's still too abrupt to become like this!

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

Narita Lu was still about to say something, but she was suddenly picked up by Narita Bairen and Aimu Orihime.

"Hold on." Bai Ren said coldly, and immediately brought a bumpy feeling to Narita Road.

When it comes to saving people, she never wastes time, and acts immediately when she gets a response that she doesn't need to leave behind.

The 51M tall demon warrior stood in front of the training ground, watching the lost host, and the whole thing began to gather spontaneously, trying to turn into the same huge silhouette of negative energy.

Then, in silence, he raised his arms, which had no friction with the air, almost nothing.

The interlaced arms, the dark red eyes that spread from the back of the hand, ejected the knob-like wrist blade.

Immediately, the arms and arms, the back and the back of the cross intertwined, rubbing a little spark.

This is the texture of his familiar weapon.

This set of joint groups is the first time he has used it, a pure new splicing, there is no experience in the special effects drama for reference, so he has to rely on his own exploration.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would have pre-recorded audio when he thought about it.

It was obviously the feedback of the tea house's recitation, and even the name was chosen.

Registered name: [Erlknig Kigan] / Demon King Ghost Eye, it's hard to say whose handiwork, but this kind of pre-spelled data is definitely derived from Akane's technical calculations.

Didn't you say hello to yourself, did you want to give a surprise?

That's a real surprise.

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 grouped, and the recorded grouping formula is the result of the exploration of Fushii Dek, Serebro and other transformation predecessors (x).

It's just that the nature of eye Q and the nature of ghost lover both highlight a plasticity, coupled with his own base, so that he at least believes that this set can be fought theoretically.

Now that it's done, he has to deliberately pull out the memory file and temporarily enter the drill state.

The wrist blade is a rare weapon, and I have the impression that only Dongyan, an old Xianxia game, has a final boss-level character who is also friend and foe is more well-known.

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

Not good at it.

But with this structure......

He pondered and recalled...... Maybe apply the sticky arm usage of duckweed crutches.

And even thinking about this, the eleven eyes of his whole body, including his head, were all staring at the negative energy that bulged and condensed with a liquid-like texture.

Succeeding but not succeeding – it's a tricky state.

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

But it's easy to absorb.

If you are a little earlier, the negative energy is too dispersed, and it is gathered by the absorption of eye Q, and the efficiency will be very slow.

And if it is a little later, the negative energy monster will already be formed, with rough skin and thick flesh, and it may also absorb the free negative energy of the whole school to strengthen itself.

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

But the fifty-meter giant is still very conspicuous.

You can see it even from the gymnasium, but the easiest place to see it is the university department.

Fortunately, the university department, including the student union and the president's office, must have also been there at the press conference, so there was no special case like Narita Hakuhito.

Omer didn't want to be watched, and he didn't want it to turn into a battle that required attention at his feet, and he didn't want to grab the URA news headlines, which he couldn't grab.

If you engage in monster fighting in Central Treson, it is impossible to steal the limelight of the Ma Niang event restructuring.

Then there is only one answer.

Instant kill!

At this moment, he felt the strange state of eleven eyes with different visions staring at one place, and the amount of information was too rich to make him feel that every second was a little longer, and then he could more accurately grasp the moment when the monster's outline was formed.

Phew!

At this moment, the ghost eye switches to the non-entity.

In the 0.4 second, the ultra-high speed from the ghost lover absorbs the purple-red energy of the twin blades attached to the eye Q.

In the first second, the double-edged staggered, the turn pull-down, the sprint twist, the sharp blade receipt, and so on.

I'd like to call it the Transcendent Martial God Slash.

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

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

In the 1.5S, the distorted moon eye on the chest is like a vortex, swallowing the negative energy that is cut into hundreds of pieces with surging suction.

In the second of the second of the countless blade light remnants in the vision, the black block was swept away by the hideous and ominous giant samurai.

In the second 2.5, the giant samurai vanished.

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

Call it a day!

Historical facts, on October 29, 04, Ai Mu Orihime died of a ruptured stomach, only eight years old, pay attention to the stomach.

In addition, each form of Omer's fusion beast actually has a very sloppy 'face pinching link' - to determine the proportion and part shape of each card shape in the fusion state at the moment of formation, these are subconscious choices when transforming for the first time, and there is always a guaranteed aesthetic