Want to win.

I want to regain the original intention of Lin Hunting.

I want to break everything in the moment with my own attitude.

And beyond that......

She looked at the metallic luster, scaly silver and thin scales all over the upper body, and the two sets of wings that naturally folded and hung down formed the hem of a trench coat, hideous and sharp.

also looked at the lens of his chest that had undergone two changes, and it was inevitable that he would remember his sister's stunned reaction when she said that sentence to her sister two days ago.

At that time, she looked at Nijkalis on the voting website, looked at the more complete demon god ZERO, and looked at the demonization of the current champion who had a significant change in appearance, and said to her sister who was cooking on the side:

"Eldest sister, I found out that I really seem to be from the Appearance Association."

“？ What? At that time, the pipa morning light was directly stunned, and the next moment the fire was turned off.

"Which man do you fall in love with? Or is it a woman? ”

Pipa Chenguang, a mature woman who stepped into society early, has a well-informed ability to accept it, but it is just a photo that she came to see with a probe......

“…… How is it not human..."

The sneering reaction made her can't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

And this faint smile fell into the eyes of the demons, and they only felt hairy.

"Is there anything to be happy about?"

Slightly bent that is different from the general impression of the demon anti-joint, the structure is the same as that of ordinary primates, except that the obvious muscle outline at the scale fit has more bony-like protruding legs, although Omer has studied the running posture of the horse racing girl, and can use it in his own actions, but in the starting position, he still honestly follows the squatting starting action of human starting.

"Ah, isn't it worth being happy to be able to stand on the starting line with you who have gone further?"

She went against the usual normal state of joy and anger, and with a calm smile, the flame flow in the demon's eyes fluctuated slightly.

"The boiling blood seems to stop all the noise and thoughts, and all you can feel is the restrained and violent heartbeat."

“… From what I know about your circle, this kind of remark is more likely to appear in the presence of a player on a position such as an old enemy. ”

These words almost made Omer stop thinking.

It is precisely because the other party has been pushed by him that he knows better that this kind of famous horse girl has a high probability of being a link, but it is something that the other party has never revealed, Narita Bairen's early career was too unstoppable, and the cliff-like fall after that made her never rise again.

The beautiful talk of the ordinary Ma Niang and her old enemies, strong enemies, and companions achieving each other and growing up with each other belongs to the most missing puzzle pieces in her life.

But why can't you be a trainer?!

Even rookie trainers!!

"And, further?"

He didn't ignore the other important point of the other party's words, and saw the other party poke out his index finger from the semi-virtual gate projected by the training ground system.

Pointing to his chest.

"Don't say you didn't notice." Bai Ren said subtly.

"Ahh I see. ”

At this time, she didn't have the uncomfortable gaze that Ormer had before, but Ormer didn't have time to pay attention to this.

At this moment, he was staring at his chest where the crack that should have not only healed, but even changed slightly, looking more like a circle of mysterious pale red patterns.

And the moon-shaped crystal on the chest changed from milky white brilliance to pale glimmer at some point.

Ormer remembered that there were not even crystals on his chest at first, just a crack that exuded white bloom, and it was not until he unlocked the Thunder Slayer that the crystal appeared clearly.

And now, the soft glow of milky white seems to have dried up, and it seems to have entered some kind of more mature stage.

The pale glow was so cold, but it seemed to be brighter than before, and it merged with the red lines and silver scales around it.

And Ormo really didn't pay attention to this.

After all, he doesn't have the habit of looking in the mirror as a demon.

Every time the demon transformation is more or less bound to the battlefield site, Linton trainers naturally don't have time to examine their current appearance.

However, some people around them who always have the opportunity to find a good angle to take pictures will post the results on the website, so that fans can pay attention to this change in the form of an advanced form earlier than the person concerned.

There is no doubt that Narita Hakuin is one of the fans.

I've always admired the claws and beaks peculiar to birds of prey, the sharp Narita Hakuhito who can even accidentally hurt himself, the angular GUNPLA that loves everyone equally, and someone's Majin who seems to be able to use his whole body as a weapon, and even his fists can be hurt by sharp claws.

The appearance of that soul is so handsome and too beautiful that it is hard not to fascinate her.

But at the same time, it also made her taste the bitter fruit and haunted her dreams, but it was a nightmare figure that could not be reached and chased.

Every time I wake up, I am sweating profusely, but it is not despair, but overflowing unwillingness.

So she was so desperate, again and again, hoping that the other party would run with her again.

But at the same time, he hides his subtle aesthetics and complex feelings about that posture.

She was so perfectly hidden that she seemed so inconspicuous to the group of girls around Omer who expressed more obvious and excessive emotions.

It seems to be just a tricky friend who is obsessed with dragging him to the game.

But apparently, the weight of her affection for Omer is second only to that of Isamara.

The past self, the current self, the ugly appearance that I haven't given up yet, and even the indescribable aesthetics, are all tied to the body of the demon who doesn't know it.

She's still so taciturn, she's still so stubborn.

She didn't want anyone else to share the burden, or even let the demon see her hand poking out of the pool.

She didn't want to see the eyes that had been in the eyes of her sister, Rudolph and others, and also appeared in the eyes of the other party, the lone wolf who was really isolated from the group, just wanted to lick the wounds again when the other party was unconscious, and get up again silently.

It's just obvious that her rise requires a truly successful hunt.

It's like a ritual to find the past.

Restrained, pounding heartbeat.

If you try to suppress it, you will be tormented by a sense of suffocation.

That being the case, it is time to let it beat, to do what it wants, to let it want, to let it crave—

From this, I found the surging blood and satisfaction when I hunted in the forest.

Run, slash, until the day of quenching her thirst, her pale golden eyes once again stared back at the ideal figure that noticed her gaze.

She has locked on her prey.

What to do next will also be self-explanatory.

In this run, she will completely shake off the weak, mud-footed self.

Because some readers mentioned it, let's tpis:

The King of Beasts is difficult to maintain even his physical body, and the cells of the sea heir are not functional, and he has lost the ability to become a demon (the way of existence is between that of Lei Brondo, and he is fixed and locked by the Emperor's armor, which is also what distinguishes him from most of the Omer versions), so his Bai Ren there seems to be very direct and radical at first glance, but in fact he is not as stimulated as the Overworld

and tips2:

It's been mentioned a few times in the article, so let's expand on it here.

The demon is actually the appearance of Omer's soul, just like the cosmic man on the set of Tiga, who looks at the ancient people of the light, and for those who have a vision that can directly look at the soul, Omer also looks quite human.

In this regard, the human form is his incomplete state (in this case, it looks like a Digimon that has followed human children for generations), and because of his bloodline, his magic power is not enough to maintain normal demonization, so he doesn't even think about changing at all.

After understanding this, looking back at the original competition of the tea party, I hope that he did not suppress his expectations, and there will definitely be more understanding.