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"Hassibiro fraai!"

Patience leaps along with a temperamental buzz.

"Hashibilo...... head off!

Though he was a dreamer and an angel who thought he was going to glide and dive again, Mina removed his head from his torso, keeping it stopped in the air. The head separated from the torso blows off momentum and hits the ceiling.

"Huh?"

To this unintelligible flow, Tired is impressed and follows the trend of Mina.

Falling heads. On the other hand, I wondered if Poona's torso flipped sideways in the air and turned his back tiredly, spinning backwards in the air, kicking his falling head as hard as he could.

"Hasiviro/Aerial Overhead Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

The flying head is properly targeted by exhaustion.

Tired jumped lightly to the side and squeezed his flying head away. But right after that...

Mina's head exploded the moment she hit the floor. I had no idea this would happen. The tiredness would blow away from the nearest range of the landing point.

"Gu..."

Tired of falling down and moaning in depression. If you are a regular person, you will suffer as much damage as you are dying, and your body will not move quickly.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Mina, who called her new head in an aport and wore it around her neck, gasps in the air and shouts softly

"Damn!"

On the tired back of falling, the gravitational bullet that the comedian had flown poured. I was sneaking around making a gap where Tired was distracted by Poona's movements.

Intense G falls on a tired back. I can't move at all.

"You can do the gravity field, so you don't know where the bullet will hit you if you shoot it. And ballistics will be distorted."

Dressed with a gunpoint toward tiredness, Angel says.

"Ah..."

My dreams unexpectedly raise my voice. Tired was distorting his surrounding space and knocking out gravity bullets.

"It was my chance to be punished if I just let it go."

Tired of slowly getting up while experiencing severe pain in your body and allowing it to regenerate rapidly.

"I don't want to kill you. But if you're too resistant, you can't help but kill him, can you? So why don't you honestly admit you lost?

A dream that calls out with a smile and a laugh. In contrast, tiredness is turning a cold eye toward coming dreams.

"I don't know if I'm saying that with provocation, or caring, or from the mouth of my dreams."

"Of course, both"

Almost at the same time as the coming dream answered, I was rushing out tired to come dreaming.

Angel fired two guns at her tiredness, but she stepped to the left and right, approaching the point where she was about two meters away from her dream.

But there the tired movement slowed rapidly and my legs stopped.

(Heavy space ahead...... can't move forward)

Forward - Tired hands in the direction of coming dreams. Even if I try to reach out, my hand is pushed back.

"Is it repulsion?"

"I don't like that name. It's not a very popular word, so some people can't get through, and you should say it's understandable and anti-gravity"

In response to a tired grunt, the coming dream said with a smile on his face.

"Anti-gravity isn't a populist, it's an SF presence."

I am tired of wondering if this power, which the coming dream uses as if it were a bond, is the right repulsion.

"I use it in real life, and I think it's easy to understand the meaning of the word."

"That's right. So, I can easily get rid of this?

While saying, tiredness also tries to render gravity powerless by distorting space.

When anti-gravity was disabled, the tired body was bounced backwards.

More than four meters are blown up in the air and beaten to the floor. Of course, he has taken passivity, but suddenly an invisible force struck him from the front, striking his exhausted whole body.

The coming dream was building a wall of antigravity and trapping inside it. There were two anti-gravity walls. The other wall I built on the inside was kept so that the moment the outer wall broke, it would be unleashed toward exhaustion. Tired only noticed the presence of the outer walls. Besides, the inner walls are much stronger than the outside.

"Tired...... that's cute. The way you blow up, the way you fall, the look of agony, the angry face, it's all cute. Why don't you paint it with a self-portrait? I'll show you later because I have a good shot."

While recording on a truly virtual phone, the coming dream stirs with a small satanic grin.

Tired rises silently and dreams of coming. I also come to mind with the bad mouth of my coming dreams, but more than that, I was angry with myself for not being overconfident and seeing through the hands of my enemies.

"Hassibiro Dive!"

Mina penetrates from rear forward to tired.

Tired shook up his sword like a retrospective and tore Mina's body apart in reverse. Because it is a doll with a soul, I also know that I will not die in this amount of time. But I can't be inactive.

I was aiming for the moment when Tired attacked Mina, and Angel shot the gun, but I was discerning that Tired was going to do the same. Immediately after he slashed Mina, he transferred and turned to the rear of Laimeng and Angel.

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"Cannibal Fluorescent"

In response to the tired spell, a large amount of three-day moon-shaped light appears around the tired, slowly flashing.

The light arrives in various orbits, to the Coming Dream and Angel. But...

All the light was put together in the same orbit along the way. Arcing around the perimeter of the coming dream and angel, it spins again and again as it is, and eventually is gathered in one place to the great light.

"Can you do that too..."

I understood what the coming dream was doing, tired was surprised and roared. Dreams used centrifugal force to put cannibal fluorescence under their control.

Eventually, the man-eating fluorescent, which became a lump of light, is freed from rotation by centrifugal forces along the way, tirelessly unleashed.

Just before it hit me tired, the lump of light disappeared beautifully and refreshingly. Cannibal fluorescence is a tired product, so it is also free to erase it.

Angel shoots more guns at me.

Tired swung up the pattern of his sword while avoiding it.

The tip of the sword pattern transitions around the underside of Angel's jaw. He then moved in line with the tired swinging motion, lifting Angel's jaw.

Peeling his white eyes under his sunglasses, Angel collapsed sideways.

This makes it a one-on-one diagram of tiredness and dreams. But the coming dreams don't show any panic. On the contrary, as usual, he laughs slightly and seems to be enjoying this situation.

(You're the one who can't be alarmed. I don't know what you're going to do)

I'd love to have some more fun, but I'm alarmed to lose a lot already, so tired decided the battle.

Wave the knife and transfer the cutting-edge to the back of your dreams. I was going to stun him with a slap.

But dreaming of coming was quicker for a moment, completing the action.

As Tired waved his sword, he realized that the supernormal powers were activated.

Try to be pulled by the sword you wield, and your tired body will be pulled. Relax before.

(Did you have a gravitational effect at the pinpoint only on the part you metastasized? I didn't know I could even do that... I thought this was the same thing earlier...)

Besides, the pinpoint gravity control now automatically activated under conditions from what, Tired sees. Because I don't think that my dreams have seen and used my power to swing a sword at high speeds, even out of sight. It is natural to see the trap that automatically activates the force as if it had been set up in advance.

In fact, the conjecture of tiredness had been met. Coming dreams had figured out how to automatically defend themselves when they were struck by shooting and so on, and had braided such forces. The trap is that a gravitational field occurs when a substance of up to some mass approaches its immediate side at high speeds.

This gravitational field generating trap of the coming dream has the disadvantage of not lasting. The trap itself disappears without thirty seconds. I can't even use it continuously. For this reason, if you don't use it after some reading of the timing of an enemy attack, it will be wasted.

This is the first power I've ever used in my dreams, but I've had a crush on being good.

Tired waves his sword even more. The second attack was unprotected, and the coming dream was struck in the back of the head with a sword peak, falling into depression.

(No... shallow. Plus, I'm trying to do something again)

I see the battle as not over yet, and tired waves down the pattern of the sword. The pattern shifts and strikes the head of a fallen comedian.

At that moment, a tired body floated in the universe. The tired movement also goes wild and crazy. It spins a spin forward through the air. Fly in a direction that doesn't even have a transferred pattern.

The body of the coming dream also rises and drifts fluffy.

"Is it gravity free? When were you expanding your power?"

I had noticed that I activated the supernormal force, but I had no idea that the force extended to the extent that it reached me. And I understood what the reason for not realizing it was.

(Are you saying that the no-gravity zone has eroded through the pattern you transferred)

It is exhausting that the attack caused by the metastasis has become obnoxious and has been affected by the force.

"When this happens, it's more advantageous to have a flying tool, right? It was really worth the insistence that we train guns."

Saying, a dream drifting through the universe pulls a gun out of his nostalgia and similarly points a gun at a tired drifting through the universe.

"Mizuko Mizuko."

Though upside down in a gravity-free state, tiredness was completing the procedure.

It spreads like a cloth, and many blurry water spirits appear, enveloping the dreams from up, down, back, left and right.

Coming dreams were utterly powerless to attack by spirits moving as if they were unaffected by gravity. If I had thought of it from the beginning - I could have disabled my dream of coming at any time with this technique, but I realized that I was tired of it now.

"Giving Up...... My Loss"

A dream wrapped in the spirit and unable to take physical movement lifted the state of gravity free and surrendered.

"I was strong inside. Strength of abilities, good application, but best appreciated how the battle carries itself"

Tired smiles and says, untying by the Spirit. Given the character of the coming dream, the imitation of surrendering and then attacking again is likely to come flat, but then it is tiring that I intend to deal with it.

"I'm annoyed by the sight from above, but I can't help it because I'm tired."

But I didn't want to come. Totally accept defeat, I'm not willing to fight anymore.

"Sorry, I'm tired. It must have hurt. I thought it was okay because I was tired, and me and Mina did pretty bad things, but when the battle ends like this, it breaks my heart a little bit."

"That sounded like fun."

I feel both frightened and smiled at the words of my apologetic coming dream, reaching out to my tired fallen coming dream.

"It's also true that it was fun. Both."

The coming dream with a satisfying smile shook my tired hand and got up.

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