The familiar blood pool,
The familiar two-headed monster,
Familiar symphonic vocal background music,
What is unfamiliar is probably only the vision.
Omer's eyesight was savagely short, and his face was often flushed with blood, but this was natural.
After all, this is the perspective of a mouse.
Well, a rat the size of a suitcase.
In a world where fanworks are less about homage and more about understanding uniqueness, it's not hard to find makeshift cams like this one.
Ferocious stray dogs such as zombie dogs, rats with unusual sizes, and even other evil animals are all common in this world.
As for why I chose rats instead of dogs, it’s simply that there are more rats than dogs around here.
Just one camera is enough. It’s not like watching a horse race, so adding a few more camera angles won’t bring any new gains.
After all, he had no intention of participating in the war, let alone fighting the taciturn tester.
The trialist was indeed taciturn, and in this regard, Omer quite admired him.
The movements during combat were also concise, smooth, and efficient, which was why he believed that the opponent was good at calculation.
If you are not good at calculation, you will not be able to use the complex combination of composite weapons.
But is that equipment specially customized?
The eyes of the big rat beside the blood pool reflected the struggle between the young man and the monster. It was clear that both sides looked somewhat retro-style, but in the end, one side was carrying a thermal weapons arsenal, and the other side was able to spit out giant laser beams from its mouth.
You two are really like a dragon and a phoenix, with contrasting painting styles.
Omo thought to himself, and his attention returned to the follow-up record report of Penley Tavel in front of him.
Obviously, he took advantage of others to fight the BOSS and went around the back building, and at the same time verified his conjectures one by one.
First of all, the place where he thought there was an air wall before was unsealed after the tester approached.
And then...this kind of information that explains and promotes the exhibits is indeed upgraded step by step according to the testers' tests.
At this moment, two rows of giant beasts and a row of rare little beasts that seemed to be native products appeared on the monster sales list placed under the black flames of the devil.
But this didn't arouse Omer's interest, because almost all of the names and pictures in the two lists of big monsters were the same as the original Red King that imitated Jushe's Wrath, and were fan imitations.
Just like the goals of the experimental project that Nadongzi is responsible for, Yugel Company seems to focus on creating monsters on its own, rather than collecting and capturing them.
But it’s just a matter of creating it yourself. They don’t seem to be trying to be original. They just imitate in the direction where the reference prototype can be clearly seen.
Omer has already seen monsters that are suspected to be King Red, Gomora, and the two-guard monsters, and they all have different names.
Their reference direction is not only special photography, the second list also includes monsters that are quite similar in appearance to the Fire Dragon and Giratina.
Should I leave it here for subspecies or two monsters?
You don’t intend to be original at all, do you?
Fortunately, I didn't see any stitched features, otherwise Omer would have commented on where this Tyrannosaurus Renovator came from.
The kind that points at Chimeramon and screams originality.
Omo had no intention of buying a monster, so he was even less interested when he saw that there were no genuine products here. However, aside from the product list, the researcher's notes he found did give the actual time of a certain stage.
There is a period of time that is enough, and combined with Toko's notes, it is enough to piece together the time of all test records, and... the fact that the monster exhibition is in early July.
There are only a few days left... Let's collect information tomorrow, Omo thought.
His interest in this thing is much stronger than that of buying and selling monsters or researching monsters, and he only reads the subsequent notes in order to calculate time and display information.
Unfortunately, there is no information...
After stuffing the record back into its original place and returning his attention to controlling the big rat's vision sharing, Omer happened to witness Ludwig's final resistance.
Unlike Omo, who just killed the opponent with Mao Yueguang's sword without a weapon, the trialist who was taciturn and didn't even let out a few battle cries when exerting his strength obviously only valued the weapons he brought with him.
The extended ray cannon of the combination hit Ludwig who had drawn the sword from his back in the second stage. The blade light was defeated by the ray and only the aftermath hit, causing Omo's shared vision to suddenly collapse!
Shushu, I really sent it.
"Just send it..."
He slapped his palms, and the collision between the scales shook off not only dust traces, but also sparks. Omo just patted it symbolically and signaled towards the phantom to set off.
The footsteps of the trialist were also clear. This time they did not go far away. After all, this was a straight road and he was not allowed to turn.
It’s not over yet after beating Ludwig…
The shadow of the manifested magic power covered the silver-black demons and phantoms. The tester who rushed through the door of the room paused slightly. The feeling of being watched was closer than ever.
At the same time, the magic detector he was wearing was also vibrating.
He is here, not far away.
"..."
The footsteps continued towards the next trial. When he thought that the commission he received was urgent, the commander did not want to cause any complications.
And after his footsteps moved away, a touch of silver like the hem of a windbreaker appeared in the shadow.
He is really in a hurry... Omer thought to himself as he walked out of the door and looked at the direction the other party was running.
.
It’s almost like recording a speedrun.
Standing under the pale moonlight, Omo watched the young man defeat the enemy once again and turned into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky.
As always, the trialist did not choose to explore the surroundings and hurriedly responded to the light screen which was also higher up.
It's like being anxious to see the real host, or resisting the freedom of movement without the guidance of a light screen.
It shouldn't be the latter... Omer habitually outlines two 'most possibilities', but he also feels that the latter is unrealistic.
But I really didn’t expect that this world would temporarily open a decisive battle point, let alone that after the final battle, there would be a higher-level reception space.
Omo walked out of the dilapidated hut with a shadow. He looked up at the closing moonlit night, holding three books in his hand, wondering whether to go back.
Gaining so much on the first night was beyond expectations. However, the end point of this trial field is not here but somewhere above the dreamland, which is beyond expectation.
Under this premise, should we give up covert operations and rush into their discussion room... Omer habitually did not consider such a radical move, and before he could reach a conclusion, the shadow moved.
It can make it, which lacks self like an AI, proactively give feedback, only if there is severe stimulation around it.
For example, a giant beast suddenly appeared, and its steps landed just above the two of them.
Even three seconds later, the trialist who was supposed to be picked up was 'sent' back——
——Welcome to the big feet on the other side together.
What is this for?
Pulled away by the shocking shadow, Omo didn't resist, but this time he inevitably met the tester's gaze.
He also threw out a mage's hand which slightly increased the output.
Then he saw a huge bright silver hand as tall as a person swatting away the astonished trialist, and the huge soles of his feet marked his original location.
"Can you stand up?"
He grabbed the phantom's arm and took a step forward, spreading his wings and spraying flames. Omer was at the side of the tester almost in the next second.
At this time, he should reach out his hand to show goodwill, but Omer didn't feel that he should reach out rashly because of his pretense at the moment.
Probably it will be regarded as the starting move of attack, right? His claws look quite threatening.
"Can."
The tester didn't seem to be hurt, so he stood up quickly and distanced himself a little bit from him.
"But who are you?"
It's really hard to calm down when you first meet a demonic man with ghostly fire in his eyes.
"You can call me snake."
"Li, you can call me Li."
"?" The demon man looked at the guy with white hair and blue eyes, and then glanced at the negative energy monster not far away, "You think of this title as perfunctory as me."
"I've been using this code name." Instead of complaining about the other party's self-revealing statement, Satiya stared at the monster not far away, as if he was taking a walk without looking down at it.
"What a coincidence, I always use this title."
The words of this scary-looking guy were not as serious and ferocious as his appearance, but Liya felt that his eyes were neither hostile nor threatening. Although he was very concerned about the black horse girl beside him, he still went straight to the point and said:
"Are you a manager?"
"Do you think I look like it? I also want to ask you why you were left behind."
"You're not? Then you are..."
"Roar!!!!"
The sudden roar made the three of them turn their heads and look at the giant beast that also suddenly appeared. It was the 'Two Monsters of Gomorrah' that Omo had complained about in his heart.
It seems like he is provoking a negative energy monster.
"Okay... I think I know why you were dropped."
Homare turned to look at him.
"How about we distance ourselves first? Let's chat by the way?"
(End of chapter)
