Lost...
"…Ha…Ha…Ha…Ori…Orihime-san, I…"
The brown-haired girl who had defeated him again stepped forward, panting as if she was anxious to say something, but Orihime couldn't hear anything.
There was a ringing in her ears.
The taste in her mouth was tinged with rust.
She subconsciously bowed and curled up because of a sudden severe abdominal pain.
And when the other party stepped forward nervously, with his hands nowhere to rest and his stammering words trying to care about her condition, her thoughts from the previous moment were still stuck in her mind.
...I lost.
That golden ten-step advantage in the prologue, the speed at which the middle game gradually parallels each other, and the final game that crosses one's own foot...
Can't understand...
I am accustomed to chasing horses, but I lost to Naritaji-san who was ahead in the last leg of the final game...
what happened?
Why?
All he could see when he lowered his head was slightly curly green grass, and the artificial sheen that should have been green was covered with mud spots.
Is it not enough training?
Are you not working hard enough?
She closed her eyes slightly, using darkness to reconcile the black patches filling her retinas due to cerebral congestion, but she seemed to see the harsh training she had been undergoing.
Why?
The Gaoyue Appreciation was won by others, and the Jidong Derby was taken away by the opponent... Even the remaining Chrysanthemum Appreciation was missed by me due to physical discomfort...
It was like this pain, as if my stomach was about to burst.
A sudden relapse will delay the game even if the treatment is successful.
It brought regret and numbness, forcing her to look forward to the next year, that is, at the end of this year...
"elder sister…"
——!
She opened her eyes suddenly.
A pair of legs, a pair of legs that is almost a mirror image of one's own, exists and disappears in the open field of vision.
...No...I'm sorry.
Suddenly, there was a bitter salty taste in the mouth that tasted like rust.
...I am not worthy at all...to be your sister.
The chaotic mentality during the game turned into regret and unwilling bitterness at this moment.
Swelling, swelling, rising and swaying when the body is completely unable to bear it!
"This is……"
Seeing the familiar black traces again, Narita's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his hand to pull Orihime, but countless black mist gathered and condensed.
It was like some kind of living creature, about to swallow her inside, when the shadow that was more substantial, roiling like mud, was split into two by Narita Shiraito's high leap.
One of them rose up from under her feet, acting as a buffer, while the second one pierced through the black mist, separating a 'clear' road space, pointing directly at Narita Road and the unconscious Orihime she admired.
"Senior Bai Ren!"
"Hold her, I'll take you two away!"
"OK!"
Narita Shiruhito, who is among the top ten candidates for Tereson Ma Niang's handsome guy, has the determination and stability of a 17-year-old who went abroad to beat vampires when he was serious.
Almost immediately, Naritaji, who was outside the situation, found its backbone.
No matter what appears or happens in front of you, you must first follow the guidance of your seniors - she just thought this, and the next second she quickly escaped from the black mist with Narita Shirito running in front, she was completely startled.
Such big, completely dark red eyes!
So many, such eyes!
These appear all over the body of a monster warrior who is dozens of meters tall at first glance. From his feet, joints, to the back of his hands, and even his chest and shoulders, there are eyes like this everywhere. Even considering symmetry, except for the vertical vertical axis on his chest. Started.
The eyes on the chest, which were distorted by strange arcs and looked like vertical narrow eyes, were staring at the black mist directly below.
These eyes look like they have an independent self.
The pair on the shoulder armor are looking at the black mist like the chest, the two pairs on the knee joints and the elbow joints are looking in all four directions, and the pair of eyeballs on the sharp, carapace-like boots on the feet are staring directly. Wait for others here.
It even rotates with the movements of myself and others.
Uh uh uh……
Even Naritaji, who was not afraid of ghosts, felt a little hairy being stared at like this.
It would be better to say that this is no longer a ghost, this is a completely terrifying monster! !
At this moment, senior Bai Ren, who grabbed his arm next to him, shouted loudly to the monster: "I brought the person out! What are you waiting for!"
As expected of Senior Bai Ren! Naritaji couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart.
Although she could also see that the terrifying-looking giant warrior didn't seem to be hostile, and the eyes at the top that were too high to see clearly didn't seem to be looking here, just waiting for something.
But facing the huge blood-red eye the size of a small warehouse in front of me, I still felt a little weak.
But she didn't know that the senior she admired was actually most afraid of ghost stories.
At the moment, it's because [Demon King Ghost Eye] looks too monsterous and doesn't have enough 'ghost' elements, so it fails to trigger Narita Shiruhito's 'coward' switch.
On the contrary...
The main base of the demon king's fused beast-ghost appearance is still the base of a demon and an oni warrior. Its own samurai armor is also replaced by the demon's scale armor material. At the same time, the original deer helmet and light armor style is twisted to become more ferocious and sharp. .
It's quite a bit like "Nioh 2".
——In this case, ah, Narita, someone like this!
In another situation where she didn't need help, Narita Shirahito would definitely have taken out her mobile phone and taken a photo - although in this way, she could actually experience the 'ghost' element of the ghost.
Eye Q, whose essence is nothing, joins in, the pure ghost Liangui serves as the body, and Omer Linton, who often draws energy to charge the card, making the card darker and darker, serves as the transformation element.
Ordinary technological products aimed at this gesture of resentment will only produce supernatural photos with strong randomness.
The wide-open eyes in various postures and painting styles fill the screen, as well as twisted ghosts with various ways of death and various forms of death - you might as well try the lottery.
Maybe there is a 0.6% chance of drawing a normal photo with ghostly eyes.
But in the end he didn't do it.
As the safety of her schoolmates was more important than her personal aesthetic preferences, she had already considered taking Orihime, whom she admired, to the infirmary.
The latter was expelling a large amount of negative energy before, which made her suspicious of potential health problems.
And the eyeballs in front of the monster-like carapace on her legs and the ferocious mouth seemed to see what she was thinking. With a slight turn, she stopped looking at the three horse girls: "Take them away, I'll wait for them." The moment when it’s done but not done yet.”
"Hey, this voice?"
Although the Shenweng was much thicker, as if it was wearing a helmet and had been treated with electricity, Naritaji still remembered that it was the voice of Trainer Linton.
After all, Trainer Linton was in the audience at the beginning. Now that he is a little more relaxed, Naritaji is still thinking about where the trainer went.
You wouldn't be so frightened by this monster that you would run away, right? That's too shameful.
But even if he didn't run away, it would still be too sudden to look like this!
Although I heard that the other party has some kind of monster-related source energy, is this also a monster? !
Naritaji was still about to speak, but she was suddenly picked up by Narita Bairen, who also admired Orihime.
"Hold on." Bai Ren said coldly, immediately causing a bumpy feeling on Narita Road.
On important matters such as rescuing people, she never wastes time and takes action immediately when she gets a response that doesn't require her to stay.
The 51M tall evil ghost warrior stood in front of the training ground, staring at the negative energy that had lost its host and began to spontaneously gather together to form the same huge outline.
Then, silently, he raised his arms that had no friction with the air and were almost nothing.
With his crossed arms, a joint-shaped wrist blade shot out from the dark red eyes that spread from the back of his hand.
Immediately, they criss-crossed between arms and arms, back and back, creating some sparks from friction.
This is him getting familiar with the texture of the weapon.
This is the first time he has used this set of combinations. It is a pure new splicing. He has no experience in tokusatsu dramas to refer to, so he has to explore it all by himself.
I just didn’t expect that there would be pre-recorded audio of what he was thinking about.
It was obviously the feedback sound recited by the teahouse, and it even had a name.
Registered name: [Erlknig Kigan]/Demon King Ghost Eye, it’s hard to say who wrote it, but this kind of data that was spelled out in advance is definitely derived from Akane’s technical calculations.
You didn't say hello to me. Did you want to give him a surprise?
That was quite a surprise indeed.
It was clear that when he poked the card, he was even mentally prepared to hear [error].
After all, not all monster cards can be combined, and the recorded combination formula is the result of the exploration of senior transformation masters such as Fushii Dek and Celebolo (x).
It's just that the nature of the eye Q and the nature of the ghost lover both highlight the plasticity, and coupled with his own foundation, he at least believes that this set is theoretically feasible.
Now that he had put it together, he had to deliberately pull out the memory file and enter a rehearsal state temporarily.
Wrist blades are quite rare weapons. In my memory, they are only famously used by a final boss-level character who is both an enemy and a friend in an ancient Xianxia game in Dongyan.
Although he himself had touched it at the request of his adoptive father, he had only touched it.
Not really good at it.
But with this structure...
He thought and recalled...perhaps applying duckweed crutches to the arm.
Even as he was thinking about this, the eleven eyes all over his body, including his head, were all staring at the negative energy that condensed into a liquid-like texture.
Success but not success - this is a very tricky state.
The negative energy tends to be unified, but it has not turned into a physical entity, so it is difficult to attack physically.
But it's easy to absorb.
If it were done earlier, the negative energy would be too dispersed and rely on the absorption of Eye Q to gather it, so the efficiency would be very slow.
If it is later, the negative energy monster will have already taken shape, with rough skin and thick flesh, and it may absorb the free negative energy of the whole school to strengthen itself.
Although the whole school's attention is now on the press conference, there are no horse girls or trainers at the training ground far away from the gymnasium.
But the fifty-meter giant is still very conspicuous.
You can see it even in the gymnasium, but the easiest place to see it is the university department.
Fortunately, the university department, including the student union and the chairman's office, would definitely be at the press conference, so special cases like Narita Shirhito could be absent.
Omo didn't want to be watched, nor did he want the situation to turn into a battle where he had to watch his feet. He also didn't want to grab the headlines of URA news - which he wouldn't be able to grab even 80% of the time.
Even if you engage in monster fighting in Central Treson, you won't be able to take away the limelight from the reform of the horse girl competition.
Then there is only one answer.
Instant kill!
At this moment, he felt the strange state of eleven eyeballs with different fields of view looking at one place together. The excessive amount of information made him feel that every second was slightly longer, and he was able to more accurately grasp the shape of the monster's outline. moment.
Oh!
At this moment, the ghost eyes switch to non-entity.
At 0.4 seconds, the super high speed from the devil attached the double blades to the eye Q, absorbing the purple energy.
In the first second, the two blades intersect, rotate and pull down, sprint and twist, return with the sharp blade, and so on.
I would like to call it the Super Martial God Tyrannical Slash.
When you get older, you can also call it Chao ⑨ (x).
The blade light at high speed is like a tide, blocking every energy node.
At 1.5S, the twisted moon eye on the chest was like a vortex, swallowing the negative energy cut into hundreds of pieces with surging suction.
In the second second, with countless blade lights remaining visually, the black block was swept away by the ferocious and ominous giant warrior.
In 2.5 seconds, the giant warrior disappeared.
Ma Niang and the school staff who rushed to the scene could only see an empty training ground, the system entered standby mode, and there were not even huge footprints left on the ground.
knock off!
Historical facts: On October 29, 2004, Orihime died of stomach rupture at the age of eight. Pay attention to your stomach.
In addition, each form of Omo's fusion beast actually has a very sloppy 'face pinching step' - the proportion and part shape of each card shape in the fusion state must be determined at the moment of formation. This is the first time. The subconscious choice when transforming is always a guaranteed aesthetic.
