When the Yang was largely inclined, four people arrived at the psychic disturbance control headquarters, Junko, Tired, True and Midori, set up in the Old Metropolitan Government Building.
There are five people in the conference room: Yukiko Du, Hideaki Xingcoal, Shu Hongmori, Ryoko Hashino and Mr. Fujishima. The site manager, Masahwa Decaying, happened to be out of his seat.
"Oh, Sacha. How have you been?
"I haven't seen the Biology Laboratory in a while. I have a real connection."
Midori smiles lovingly at Yukiko, letting her raise one hand. Yukiko had a lot going on with Midori, but I didn't feel bad about her flair, and she smiled.
"Ew, I'm gonna go as far as Shining, and what are you doing?"
On the other hand, against Shining, Midori makes you look blatantly disgusted.
"Hey, I'm sorry I'm here, Sprout."
"Also, do you mean Midori, Sprout Woman? Ahhh!? This halibut-headed idiot piercing chick. Ah!
To the sparkling word, angry Midori.
(Did you care about your long body shape?
Seeing how Midori is angry, the truth is that I'm surprised.
"Wow, Dasey. You fight and sell, and you just say it back, and you're just like the same single-cell, low-brain woman."
Seeing Midori upside down, she laughed strangely naggingly, and Shining stirred up even more.
"I've told you many times not to talk to him because he's barren."
True whispers in Midori's ear and scolds.
"Mr. Shore, I haven't been coming to maintenance lately, but are you okay?
Junko, on the other hand, approaches the shore husband and speaks up.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, for easy maintenance, you can do it in a national facility. In the first place, I've been in Dawn lately for longer, so I guess my body's stopped a lot."
It was a topic that seemed unspeakable on this occasion, but I don't think it would have had a significant impact if anyone else asked me anyway, Kishio said the status quo.
"Oh well. It's unusual to have a set with Tsuko instead of Yu."
"I liked the set with Yu, too. Because it's decided by the lottery."
Arm-wrapped and dissatisfied, Sachiko.
"Oh, the Junkos were here, too. Just fine, yeah."
Masakami came back there and said in a voice lacking hegemony.
"The body of the Battle Creature you killed came back to life as a zombie at the same time, right? The de-psychic work of the spirit that had lingered on the body continued, but the de-psychic squad was attacked, right? Zombied battle creatures are raging around Shinjuku again."
A few people get distracted when they hear about Masakazu's report.
"You mean what we did went back to shaking it out"
Koko looks up at the ceiling in a fed up manner.
"Did the animal spirit stay on the spot to be the driving force when zombied after prompting resentment spiritualization? So all Battle Creatures had Necromancers beforehand."
"For a zombie, that sounds troublesome. If you're a regular battle creature, you're a living creature, so if you're after a steep spot, that's it."
Tired and Shu say each.
"Aren't zombies a weakness in your head?
Tsukiko speaks the question.
"There are many types of zombies as well. There are things that move corpses in surgery itself, things that spirits are put in and moved by surgery, and things that are moved by drugs and viruses, and the types that are moved by spirits don't mean that their heads are weak. And this will undoubtedly be by the Spirit. So the animal spirit of Battle Creature remained intact."
Tired explained.
"It's blatant positivity and stalling, but you're persistent. We can't ignore it, we're being manned, we're being cautioned, and then we're exhausted."
If this one is still dancing as the enemy script suggests, Junko sees it.
"There are speculations about Shinjuku's humanization, but you don't know anything about it."
And, lucky boy.
"I thought I could take a night off, but shah. Let's go, Fix."
"Aye."
Shining stood up reluctantly and left the conference room. Shu followed it with a smile, looking back when he left the room and meeting lightly.
"It'll take a little longer for the helicopter to arrive, right? They arranged a military helicopter."
Junko said Masahi, who has already received a request from him.
"Stay grateful. I wonder if the Spirit of Power can handle this."
The unleashed spirit of power may have already been possessed by someone within the last night, but I don't even think it's all gone.
(Even that move, as the other calculation suggests - is likely. But again, I can't leave you alone.)
Junko thinks. If you don't drive the enemy scenario crazy somewhere, you'll be pulled just like you think of cheats and enemies like this, and if it serves a purpose.
Ten nights and a miso golem about to hit him, shaking or a motorist shooting him with a gun, trying to mutilate him with a black sickle, I don't see any signs that he's as effective as a scratch on a zombied battle creature, and he attacks with energy.
The victim isn't out yet, but even if this one attacks and wounds him, the zombied Battle Creature will only flinch slightly, so sooner or later there are signs that someone in the motorized crew is going to get hit.
Normal battle creatures are brittle if attacked on areas that become steep points, no matter what huge but hardened armor, because the intrusion is an organism. However, due to zombification, the concept of the earliest steeple had disappeared.
There are three Battle Creature Zombies. Among them, the battle creature of a black-bodied, lion-like shape but more than two turns larger than a normal lion, is particularly troublesome. On top of being unusually quick, he frequently jumps and moves there, hitting me without flickering greatly even after being shot. Shaking, Massago, and much of the attention of the manoeuvring crew were directed at this black lion.
Ten nights, he was dealing with a giant hundred legged thing. My legs are bladed. I fought this type many at noon. Fast again in a different way than the Black Lion, even though the armor is stiff. As he twists his body, and crawls through the ground and approaches, he waves his blade feet.
Every time I kick a hundred feet, my armor cracks and my body fluids splash, but I don't really feel like I'm doing any damage, and the ten nights are driven in a hurry. I don't feel like I'm about to take the enemy's blade without a decision.
(If you're a human zombie, you still don't know how troublesome it can be when an organism that's genetically modified for combat is zombied)
Standing on a black sickle, handling the miso golem as a shield and repeatedly attacking, I think. The opponent was the most immense of the three enemies. A giant, in a nutshell. Its back length is enough to reach the fourth floor of the building. No eyes, no nose, no mouth, two thick, long tentacles grow from his head, shaking his torso and neck violently, attacking him with two tentacles.
No matter how much the sickle cleaves, this is the only one who never shows signs of flinching. Incredible stubbornness. The other two, if attacked, said they were flinching a little bit.
To seal the tentacle attack, he shook a sickle at the head or neck, but the movement was too intense to hit the inside. Occasionally, predictions of behavior work well, and even if the sickle cleaves the giant's neck, the neck is too thick, far from amputation.
(Yes...... What are you doing, I... I'm not stupid......)
After a while, he realized his mistake. There is no need to seal off enemy attacks. He said we should seal something else up.
The target is a bipedal type. I mean, you can aim for your feet. The giant concentrates on waving the tentacles of his head and his legs are not moving at all. I move my body all the time on the spot.
Wave the black sickle. Fly to the giant's feet with a liquefied black sickle, return to the blade, and pierce the giant's ankle.
Sturdy muscle bones cannot be severed by a single blow. But since the giant does not respond to the attack, he waves the sickle over and over again toward the same incision. The sweat splashes, and the pendant of the snake's tangled cross dancing violently from his neck.
When one leg was finally severed, the giant could not support his giant and fell flashly. Of course from a fallen outfit, few tentacles don't tremble either. But he shook his head mechanically and is tempted to attack.
"I'm going for my leg! That stops the movement!
Shaking, ten nights and shouting out loud at the maneuvers. Just in case, it also takes a giant's neck to be amputated. After you fall, you can't move so hard, so it's easier if you're just after it.
"That's fine with the four-legged beast type over there, but what about this?
Ten nights are blurry, watching the giant hundred feet confronting themselves. While there are countless legs, everything is also a weapon.
"Ten nights, you can do something with your best prowl moves."
As he told me, he shot at the black lion's leg, and a shake said.
"Even if I'm not good at it..."
Ten nights clouding the words.
"Then why do you always use prowl moves?
"You were scattered during training with Senior Aizawa..."
"Uh, you didn't do it to me. Why not? Fine, why don't you go ten nights and... cheat, no more"
Shake to pointy your mouth.
He and the maneuvered crew wobbled for all his front legs at once, and eventually his left front leg flew a thousand slices, and the black lion fell flashly. With that gap, a concentrated fire was now formed on the right front leg, which also blew up the remaining front leg.
Where he loses both forelegs and can no longer stand, the Massago hits him so hard that he cuts off the Black Lion's right rear leg.
"You know... shake. When I was training with Senior Aizawa, I was supposed to be watching her shake on the side. I should have asked for a shake then."
"Huh? I didn't see it because I wasn't interested in training others or anything. You don't see me like that."
A shake that returns to the words of the Ten Nights, even naturally. Ten nights he sighs and rushes in the opposite direction to 100 blade legs.
Naturally, 100 blade legs chase ten nights. As the ten-night prospect suggests.
The building wall blocks before ten nights. But ten nights went right into the building's wall, and ran straight up the wall.
One hundred extra blade legs crash into the building, but no significant damage. But from above a hundred blade legs that stopped moving for a moment, ten nights kicks the wall, rotates his body in the air, and dives with his hundred feet backwards.
"Mezzillo Moussault. Oops!
Ten nights down on his barefoot body in depression, when he shouted his Special Attack name, he bit subtly with shock.
Ten nights after riding over a hundred feet of body, destroying only the armor at the spot where the direct hit took place, he stuck his hand in the crack of the hundred feet of armor and whisked back inside. Disgusting task, but not if you don't like it.
Fluid splashes and dirty the suit. Take the meat and nerves inside and sever the joints of the exoskeleton from the inside.
Eventually the head and torso of the hundreds of feet were severed, but it is still likely to move, ten nights sees. I've heard of hundreds of feet smashing their heads, but I don't think the zombies hundreds of feet are enough just their heads.
Ten nights when I took the head of the hundred feet, I hit the cutting surface of the torso. Furthermore, the tail is also taken and pushed forcefully into the same cutting surface. Further, with no push, pull the blade leg out of the torso and tie it off.
"Hahaha, ten nights awesome eh"
Eventually in the shape of a circle, he saw the hundreds of feet that just wandered on the spot and praised them with a laugh. It really felt like a masterpiece.
On the other hand, the ten nights were full of fluids and flashing.
"It's a trick..."
Ten nights of sitting back and whining on the spot.
"Even we're so clumsy, the others look tighter"
Shortly after Shake said it, Misago and Shake felt signs that the space was distracting.
Eventually, in a space where there was nothing, three familiar Phantoms of the same appearance appeared.
"You guys again"
The Phantomized Three Haoji looked at the face of the Brown Resistance and made him face and tongue at the same time.