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It produces giant bat wings reminiscent of the devil from his back, his arms grow four and his elbow to the tip becomes a blade that is heavily inverted, and his body is covered from the neck to the bottom with a black, shiny crusty material.

The soldiers of the private oilfielder stood guns at the same time as they saw such an unusual looking Phantom descend from the sky and land in front of them.

"Stay."

Biton speaks of restraint.

"Mr. Bitton... he..."

The deputy captain moans.

"Oh, I know. It's Lansky."

Biton recognized through a dark-eyed scope in the dark that he was his own man, who had been missing fighting Misaki. From the neck down was transformed like a monster, but only the head hasn't changed from that of a person.

"Shoot me...... please"

To the bittons, a Phantom begs crying.

"My body... doesn't move at my will. Please. Shoot him while you can. Otherwise... I..."

"Is that what you mean..."

Seeing what the situation is, Biton trembles his fist in anger, teething as much as he wants, so much as it can be heard in the deputy's ear.

"I'll keep your thoughts engraved on my chest! I will always seek vengeance!

Biton's cry swept the breasts of all the soldiers on the spot, not to mention the Phantom.

"Shoot!"

The soldiers' machine guns blow the fire.

The Phantom moves sideways, to the left and right zikzags, approaching the soldiers. It was the speed beyond which men transcended it, but it was also not something that could avoid all the simultaneous shooting of soldiers.

The crust is preventing all bullets, neither the impact nor the shock of the gun, and the Phantom approaches the soldiers' side.

As a bitton, I was going to shoot him with a grenade where his leg had stopped with a machine gun, but that doesn't make sense either. It also involves allies.

"Aim for your head!

Shortly after Biton screams, the heads of several soldiers who were in the front row are cut into rounds by the Phantom's blade. He killed his people with his own hands uncontrolled, and the Phantom was crying.

Seeing it, Biton bites his teeth again and shoots his rifle at the head of the Phantom with a aim.

His head was blown off, and the Phantom fell on his back and cramped.

"It is the promise of Phantom Manufacturing that deliberately creates weaknesses. I had a weakness for the second one, but it wasn't balanced."

Countless shadows emerge from the shadows of the building, and a nasty voice echoes.

A skinny man in a swallowtail costume, letting the half-naked girls pull a chair instead of a horse, sitting further up the two beautiful girls in the chair, with a creepy grin on his cheek cane, looks out at the bittons.

"Fumizaki...!

Biton turns his gun to expose his anger. When I did not order my men to shoot, and I wanted to kill them with my own hands, and when I ordered my men to shoot simultaneously, I did not attempt to order the girls to shoot simultaneously because of the fear that they might also kill them.

But the moment I pointed the muzzle at him, it hardened as if Biton's body had been in gold bondage.

I got Misaki's gaze and couldn't pull the trigger. A hundred battle smelling bittons intuited just confronting each other. the difference in power between myself and Misaki. That even if you pull the trigger, you'll never hit it.

"Stop it. If you kill me now, you can't save anyone you're trying to save, can you? I planted poison in my system. If I don't put my password in regularly, it's a trick for poison to spill out into my body."

In front of dozens of soldiers, Miyazaki talks in a relaxed manner, not showing a slightly cowardly gesture.

"You can't kill me. [M] You can try it."

"Is that what you're negotiating for?

"You think it's a life begging negotiation? That's hilarious. I just want to do something fun and play. I wanted you guys to play, and I just wanted to ask you out."

"The psycho bastard..."

While he is aware of the cold sweat flowing, Biton means the angry phase and throws up too much. There was fear, but barely anger prevailed.

"If you join me in my game, I'll take the poison you planted in the bodies of the soldiers you're trying to rescue. Let me liberate you too. One at a time."

Biton's anger almost reached its pinnacle on Misaki, who made a fussy and joking demand, but he also understands that if Misaki's story is true, he will have to obey it.

"Captain, don't get on this menace"

"Don't you get it? This can't be a threat. Not to mention not begging for my life. This guy's serious."

To the advancing deputy captain, Biton lowered his gun, abominably speaking.

"In front of this number? If you make him a hive, that'll do it."

"I don't think that's possible at all..."

To bitton's groan, the deputy captain was surprised. When I look at it, the bitumen is shivering with total hair.

Biton is a warring soldier. That's why I instinctively understood. To the skinny middle-aged man in front of me, where I desperately collected an elite, total offense, that I would not win.

"Hmm. You seem like a clever, sharp man inside, but your men don't seem to understand. You should try it."

Miyazaki stood up laughing at Niyaniya, widening her thin arms wide, exposing herself to defenselessness.

"Give me a signal. Signal to kill me. And I'm sure your men will be convinced."

Taunting Migasaki, but Biton didn't ride. It never hits. And we need to make sure it doesn't hit us, and we need to expose our men to fear.

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But without waiting for Biton's instructions, one of the snipers shot Miyazaki arbitrarily.

No bullets hit Misaki, and the bullets wear the ground.

"Is that all? You can do more. Here, give it a try."

Migasaki provokes even more and shows a twist and strange movement.

"Don't shoot. It's a waste of bullets."

Biton ordering with a given up voice.

"What's going on with that...? As I removed it..."

The lieutenant roars.

"You simply distorted the space and outgunned the bullet. Overlife is the art of many. And some rigid people killed such an overlife with their guns. Well, I don't care about that story. Now you're convinced?

"Let's talk..."

Now I have to obey, Biton bites his lips. I didn't think it was a monster so far. In the end, I wonder if I should have done what Rafael Demon said, even that idea would go through my brain for a moment.

"It's not a bad story. You can do your part, and you can help the other seven."

Several soldiers' heads boiled down to that Misaki dialogue, including bitons. It was unforgivable that he had just spouted such a dialogue while manipulating his countrymen to kill each other.

Miyazaki then explained the contents of the game and Biton also showed an attitude to follow this.

Misaki and the Army of Half-Naked Beautiful Girls turned their dignified backs on the soldiers at the private oilfield store and walked away.

"Oh, this looks terrible. I can't overlook that."

Misaki and I misplaced a woman dressed extremely out of place, approaching those with soldiers.

Stop. Who is it?

A gunshot was pointed at the lady with a full body whitewash, and Biton called for a halt. Prior to this situation, he assumed that he was not the only one, such as approaching with a smile and grandeur.

"I'm a passing healer. We can't leave the wounded alone, so we can heal them."

White Lady - When the rain shore lily gracefully graces, she approaches the soldiers who were slain with their heads rounded off.

"No... the wounded..."

A mute bitton of lilies lying on the side of a dead soldier, no matter what you think.

But the next moment, the bittons were stunned to see the head and brain of the soldier, who had been cut off in a circle and scattered, undone, and the soldier, who apparently thought he was dead, rose up slowly.

Lily similarly leans on the side of the other falling soldiers. Soldiers, who only seemed corpses, get up one after the other.

"Hey, you okay?

"Yes."

Speaking to the soldier who got up and came back, he replied with a vain eye somewhere.

(You don't look okay...... My heart doesn't belong here)

All the soldiers who rose up were visible in Biton's eyes as if they were falling apart.

"I've just healed with powerful therapies, and I'm still not clear on my head. We'll be back on track in a while."

That's what Lily smiles at.

(Even though it was severed, if it was before the brain dissolved, you would have proper original memory, too. Although spiritual souls have already flown to the underworld)

Lily to add without putting it to words. Naturally it's a lie, such as healing with a cure. Only the function of the flesh is undone by necromancy and it is only moving a soulless mass of flesh. But it's not a zombie on the verge of rot, and the physical function itself is, medically speaking, alive. If you breathe, you have blood circulation, you eat and you excrete. I also have the ability to think.

But there is no emotion. I have no intention. I don't have a heart. I mean, I don't have a soul. It's a living corpse. And once dead flesh is only forced to maintain and move by the surgery, so if the lily solves the surgery, it instantly becomes dust and collapses.

This is what Lily specializes in, the art of corpse dolling. Unlike necromancy, which normally just moves a corpse, it makes a living corpse. You don't look very different from a normal human being, and your body won't rot if you even feed it.

They, intelligent but unwilling and unwilling, are moving on the orders given to Lily. Now and then. in line with a simple purpose programmed in advance. Move according to the same mandate and position as before you die.

"It's okay...... Captain Bitton. He's just a little... blurry."

One of the soldiers tells me it was still a bitton that didn't look ok.

"Me... who? Where am I...? Are you...?

But some of the soldiers had completely lost their memory. I don't even understand the circumstances in which I was placed.

(Again, when it came to resuscitation from brain damage, some people couldn't recall perfectly. No matter how many brains you rebuild, all this is beyond my control)

If I could do something about it, I might have been able to treat the brain death of hope and the lily.

"Are you aware of the games taking place in this city? I'm talking about Junko Yukioka and Sword Misaki, the two Mad Scientists."

"Mostly...... I know that. Who are you?

Asked by Lily, Biton asks back.

"I'll just say those two are relative. You don't want to put your hands together? To be honest, you have no choice. Of course, I spoke out because I tried it alone."

"You saved my people's lives. Then came the owner of a reliable power. You can't even say no."

Although Biton says it, I didn't believe it wholeheartedly.

Lily also knows that Biton doubts herself. Still, I don't mind. It is true that we are common enemies, even if it is an alliance only in pre-construction, and because it is also true that we can use each other. Suppose that's all you have to do, as long as you recognize each other.

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