The rain is continuous, in the digital world constructed in black and white.
Physical laws can be simulated, but the physical characteristics of carbon-based organisms are complex and need not be reduced.
So you can enjoy the simulated rain experience in this data field without having to worry about the risk of colds and fevers.
——Unless there is a virus in the rain.
"It's comparable to the venom components of the ultimate viruses, but it's still a small problem."
The armor-wrapped fingers slid slightly, and a huge barrier erected above their heads. Baalmon .
Of course, it is also a Digimon that will turn into Belstamon and shoot his mother when Witchmon sees it.
So now Witchmon doesn't show up.
Although it doesn't matter if they fight, there won't be any obvious results for a while, and it's not difficult to stop it, this kind of chaos should be avoided if possible.
So he staggered the meeting time between the two.
In this regard, Baalmon
"The ultimate size virus rain is unexpectedly worth the commission fee."
As Bize's partner, not Omo's, there is obviously a fee for asking Baalmon X for help.
And this is also proof that that guy Bize didn't gain favor with Baalmon X very much.
In other words, the way the two of them get along has always been very special - Baalmon X is acting as his online grandpa.
And his reward...
"Don't forget our contract. You must urge Bize to analyze the freedom armor."
Obviously...compared to the current situation where Omo and Witchmon are getting along more and more naturally, Bize and Baalmon X are almost broken.
Because Bize has been studying and working normally recently, he is not focusing much on the digital field. This is like defaulting on the debt, but it does not make Baermon X anxious.
After all, he had been staring at his partner for some time, and knew that this seemingly 'normal' state would not last long.
But if it could be faster, he would be more satisfied.
"Of course it's no problem. In fact, I sent him a copy of our cooperation, both in terms of the treaty and the actual content."
Looking up at the black and white city in the distance that was blurred by the water, Omo's words were quite helpless: "But he seemed to think that this was a joke after 'Zero and Mr. Asakura arrived on Earth', and it was me. The product of an addiction to drama."
"That's the problem you have to solve." Putting his fingers on the floating pages under the dark red light, Baermon X's voice was as cold as his behavior at the moment, indifferent to Omer's words.
"It is true that this kind of problem can be solved with just one photo, but I am still considering whether to further cultivate his 'regret'."
"Cultivation of regret?"
"There were opportunities to meet and even take photos together, there were opportunities to brag about being on the front lines, there were opportunities to get to know each other better with 'partners' that I relied on...and so on..."
Omer fiddled with the light screen that anyone could see in this state, and replied to the messages from his companions one by one.
"The more I miss, the more regretful and profound I feel - in the final analysis, it's just a lesson."
"I thought you were friends." Baermon X obviously thought this was a bit extreme.
"Just because we are friends, I keep reminding him. It will be the same in the future. It depends on when he is really willing to believe me."
"He just thought it was a joke."
"It is true that they are all insignificant content, but from the perspective of enthusiasts... that's all, the time is coming," Omo shook his head, glanced at the screen, and then said, "Three o'clock, one kilometer away. , there is a young man with black hair who needs your help."
"At the same time, two kilometers away from the ten o'clock direction, the cyber hacker and application beast partner are responsible for the infiltration work of another teammate."
"If I leave now..." Baermon X looked at the raindrops in the sky, and then at Omer.
I saw him waving his hand, and a card was caught between his waving fingers at some point.
【Galactron MK2/Galactron Type 2】
With an ax blade on his knees, sharp blades on his arms, and additional armor on his head, the card shows a far more violent attitude than the original, often acting like a completely runaway machine.
The palm that suddenly poked out and covered the shield had the same shape.
"I see, farewell."
Baermon X nodded slightly, and immediately disappeared in the rotating red magic circle. Almost the next second, the blue-black magic circle spread out around Omer, and the first thing that poked out was half of the broomstick head.
Immediately, the red figure occupied the field of vision again.
"Why does it seem like..." She was clearly a witch, but after she appeared, she sniffed him like a dog, and was immediately led closer to Omo by a random broom.
The latter had just brought up the music software and played a song called "Rampage Mashiko" by Yucat (Kato Arikari). When he saw her approaching like this, he tilted his head and raised his palms helplessly.
He gently stroked the black cat that poked its head from her shoulder.
The black cat, which seemed to explain that cats are liquids, had an expression that felt extremely comfortable being stroked. As the palm of the hand caressed it, a surging flame of black data emerged.
The dark data flame easily ignited its body, and the fire continued to wrap around the witch itself. Several blue and black data ribbons overlapped and covered it, almost wrapping it into an egg shape.
Just two seconds after the egg was formed, the data egg, which was only 1.6 meters tall including the blessing of the floating broom, was suddenly lifted to a height of 1.8 meters, and a girl in black leather clothes burst out of it.
Evolution completed, Bellstarmon.
As for how to use the Digital Soul, Omer has become more and more aware of energy conservation and forward movement.
But it didn't stop the other party from pointing the gun at his head.
"Has Baalmon X been here?"
Just like the song "Rampage Mashiko/Completely Out of Control Machine" playing simultaneously, the three dark red eyes under the blue mask stared at this quiet partner.
"I hope you can pay more attention to the giant thing behind you." Omo showed regret.
"Although the shape is no longer so beautiful and holy, it is a new form that has been strengthened several times by Galatron. It is the prototype of the ax structure that you helped to get last time."
At the same time, because it is still in an unfinished state, its posture is unstable, its state is abnormal, and it may go berserk in the red eye at any time.
But right now, rationality may not be so important.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking Baalmon
But this is actually still part of the norm.
"He will stay on the other side for a long time, so there is no need to rush for now, right?"
"Are we partners?" When asking this question, Bellstarmon's gun was definitely moving away.
She did not doubt that Omer had lied to her. After all, unlike a certain Bize who had never seen him doing business, in Belstad's eyes Omer was always more serious than gentle and easy-going.
"As an employer, I may not be able to help you cheer." Omer said calmly.
"It's enough if you don't stop me!"
He put away the gun completely and put it on his shoulder. The black scarf around his neck also stretched and turned into dark fingers. He gently wiped Omer's face that actually left no mark. Belstamon stood By his side, look at the black and white city in the distance with him.
"I just brought you here? Do you want to destroy something along the way?"
"If this is possible, I would be extremely grateful."
He said, slightly lowering the hand holding the card.
On top of his head, the silver-white dragon wrapped in dark gold, at the same time, pulled out the hand ax behind him, his eyes widened, and he let out a roar that was no longer under control.
But at this moment, the song that played in Omer's ears began to spread into the distance. But he is also singing:
"Rampage Max"/Completely runaway machine
"君のこと成せてあげよう"/Let me control you
Good news, Saya got lost again. Find a rope to tie her up next time
