The herd of demons felt like they were looking for something.

An atmosphere where I said it was supposed to be around here.

He's obviously looking for me.

Maybe he's been following my smell...

So, the smell was broken in this rotten zone.

But... no, it's under control.

What is not Minotaur or Birdhead?

I was under the impression they weren't out of the "flock of animals” area.

But I feel signs of intelligence from these guys.

The demon treaded mightily on the bones that had been scattered.

Pecky!

"Ka, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Pecky! Packy! Becky!

”Where!? Where!? Where!?"

I seemed to hear voices like that.

"Running unnoticed from here would be impossible..."

Get the body out of the gap in the bone.

"I'm not going to run away from it."

I didn't take cage castle measures.

From here, the target cannot be designated collectively.

The rattle is a little higher than the perimeter.

Behind you is a rock-skinned wall.

Pretty good conditions to intercept.

Most demons are human-shaped lizards.

He looked like a so-called "Lizardman”.

But he looks worse than the Lizard Man I know.

A few tentacle-like black things were stretched out from around his shoulders.

A tentacle shaped like a twisted rag is moving unevenly.

Potatoes and liquid drip from the tip of the tentacles.

Potta,

Shh...

Is that acid, too?

Sounds like you should give up food for demons here already......

The eyeballs are cloudy golden for these guys too.

The area around the eyes is dark.

It's on your forehead. Is that your mouth, too?

You have two mouths up and down...?

The legs are developed differently compared to the arms.

Most importantly, the size is large.

It was bigger than Minotaur, who was a giant.

Even if you quote less, there are twenty of them.

"Gigi?

The first Lizardman to notice me makes a cloudy voice.

"Gigi-yah!

The demon looked up at me at the same time.

The intention to kill me is seeping out.

but it's not just pure intent to kill.

"Gi, gi, gi, gi. No!

"Hmm?"

The one behind me came forward with something up.

Something's caught on the long stick.

It was a skeleton.

Probably human.

Besides, the skeleton was dressed.

No. - Those guys put you on, huh?

"Wow, wow, wow, wow"

Lizardman rocks the raised bones left and right Prapra.

The one next to it does the trick of behaving.

The narrowed and curved eye shape seemed to be crying.

imitation of besokai (?) The one who was, looks up above.

"Yikes, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah!

It felt like I was about to change my voice color.

Now it's a screaming imitation, isn't it?

"Oh......"

I see, is that what you mean?

An imitation of the (...) appearance (...) of the raw (...) anterior (...) skeleton of a woman dressed in clothes.

Now the one with the coal-colored skeleton came forward.

The skeleton is dressed like a man.

The skeleton was more disappointing than earlier.

Coal-colored skeleton.

I could imagine.

One Lizardman falls asleep on his back.

"Gi, gi, gi, gi, eh, eh, eh - eh!?

Flashly bump your hands and feet.

Lizard men around him raise their voices delightfully.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh."

"Gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee."

I'm making it a laughing thing.

to the death of a lifetime disposer.

Perhaps the discarder was set on fire and struck around.

These guys enjoyed seeing the screaming screamer of the Terminator.

Dossin '!

The next one, a little bigger in the body, came forward.

Soitz put his skull at his feet.

It was also human.

Merry - Becky!

Step on the soles of your feet and crush your skull.

Soze's eyes narrow and draw a half-moon shape.

Peek into the sharp fangs and the end of the mouth hangs up.

He's here.

Come on, tell him to be scared.

This is how we kill you.

I'll crush him.

When I ravage you.

That's what I'm telling you.

Even if the words don't make sense, they come through.

I had already noticed.

The Lizardmans have yet to attack.

It's lame.

Class E brave men with low correction values.

Non-MP stretches are bad, even if the levels rise enormously.

Overwhelmingly inferior to other discarders as individuals.

They perceive the ”weakness”.

I guess even going back in time is at best as strong as the bottom-line discarder.

Therefore, you don't need to kill him right away.

I don't need to get ahead of myself.

Why?

Because I can kill you at any time.

Even if the bottom line can get rid of this predicament, there isn't.

murderous intentions containing brutal predilections.

I see...... they sure are a little different from the demons before.

Those guys would never dream I killed a dragon zombie.

Ningen was hiding in the carcass of a rotten dragon who died in some sort of "accident".

Daimyo, that's supposed to be the perception.

…………

Heavy (...) na (...) ru (...).

The situation just before it was sent here.

The folks at 2-C.

Kirihara, Oyamada, An, Fucking Goddess......

The air of ridiculing and cursing the weak like throwing stones.

Air that overlooks a large number of weak individuals.

air expecting an unusual howl.

Shh.

Arm, stick forward.

The Lizardmans thrived.

It feels like it's standing up.

I think I got the sticking arm. "Please, wait!"

"Let me thank you too."

"Gi?

Cover Lizardman with cold eyes.

"Simply scumbag, chi (...) and (...) kill (...) ru (...)"

Covo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.

Moment after moment, the eyes of one Lizardman lined up in a row emitted light.

A strange treble rang.

The back of my forehead mouth and my eyes are glowing red.

The mouth above increases the red flavour.

"[Paralysis]"

"Oh, gee...? Gee, gee, gee!? Gegee -"

Bogaaaaa!

Lizardman's head, which was red, exploded.

The top was blowing from my neck.

The energy that was about to be fired must have lost its way and stormed off.

You were angry with me for not moving and trying to intimidate me.

Or did you try to kill him because he's usually boring?

I don't know which one.

I glanced at the human lizard who had lost his neck.

"Now you... you tried to use some kind of flying tool."

I was aware of something at this time.

Thanks to the bird head and the minotaur for knocking through the dead line.

Were you too sensitive as a result of your nerves continuing to strain?

The state of death and adjacency persisted, and instincts adapted it to the environment?

The reflex nerve to the opponent's movement is incredibly elevated.

Now I could react to a moment of motion.

I could feel the omen.

Could it be called control of the front desk?

A feeling sharpened by the dead.

It is not the reaction speed due to the correction value.

Maybe...

I kept hearing about the footsteps of death. I (...) self- (...) gained things.

Status (self) outside the status (correction value).

The liver of this state abnormal skill is also in the forefront of the must-win.

If you let it go before the opponent's attack, the victory is almost confirmed.

Therefore, reflex nerves and initial prefetching are of paramount importance.

In that sense, this is a great place.

Not for a moment, I can't help it.

Best training ground.

Such a place allowed me to sharpen it with one leg jump.

"G, gi...... je"

"Gi, gig......?

A swarm of alien Lizardmans fan-shaped forward.

Everyone seems uncomfortable.

I know so that my thoughts are in my hands.

”Did your buddy shoot you?"

The guys in the front row haven't been able to see what happened back there.

Stiff with me pointing.

Yes - the Lizardmans can't move.

Earlier leeway could no longer disappear from the demonic face.

Perhaps that is a look confused by an unreasonable predicament (kao).

"It can be granted to more than one subject, so it's decided to be granted collectively."

It conveys the confusion and sense of crisis of the Lizardmans.

"Gi, gee, gee...... ugh!

"... isn't that a good look? I see..."

Is that the look on the face of Ravaged?

"Hmm?"

Something's coming up......

Doddle, doddle, doddle, doddle.

A flock of four-legged lizards with stringy tools around their necks.

Sounds like turbulent footsteps, approaching this way.

Earlier explosions may have attracted it.

Could it be the Lizardmans' pet for travel?

The eyes are golden.

Orange wire on dark skin.

The number is about twenty.

It releases acid from the tactile corners.

Naturally for the eyes - intent to kill.

My gaze captures me.

Feels close to minotaurs and bird heads.

You're gonna eat me to death.

"Gyo! Gigi-yee-yee!

"Iggye, eh, eh! Eh, eh, eh, eh!

He's coming ahead of us.

I said I was my prey. But just don't tell me.

"Gyo, gee!?

The first one blew Lizardman, who was paralyzed in the last row.

... Aren't you the owner?

In addition,

Doh - Gah!

Dogawan!

It happened around the rear of the looming four-legged lizard.

"" Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Two more dragon zombies, destroy the wall and show up.

Was that also attracted by the sound of the explosion earlier?

With the momentum of smashing through the wall, he opens his mouth and rushes this way.

"Damn......"

Always, this one too.

"For you, all the humans who come here are prey to play and kill..."

Keep killing me, I guess I've come.

Keep playing, I guess you've come.

We remain convinced that our demons are the strongest.

Never dreamed of defeating such a poor human being.

"But... it seems that low correction values are not all surprisingly bad"

Get a low estimate of strength when picking up enemies.

Looking down at the Lizardmans who were teasing me until earlier.

Super powerful enemies with enormous EXP. Oh, and they're brilliantly alert.

"Well - thank you for your hard work, you fucking demons"

Stick your hands forward.

"[Paralysis]"

Strip your teeth - crooked laughter.

"[Poison]"

Ah (...) Ri (...) killed (...) all (...) people (...), Bu (...) killed (...) and (...) and (...) ru (...).

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