Volume 4:Prostitutes in the City of Epicure No. 29 (1/2)
「……I really ate the boring thing. ”
Use my voice.
Not what I am, very, boring like this.
The eyelids shimmered sharply, and the pupil began to change shape like a reptile. I do not know why, I can recognize it.
”Mum …”
”That” wants to take a step – shaking and squatting.
It is really hurt too much.
”■■■ -”
As an emergency treatment only, while several ”Spiritual Spirits” have only been used, the blood is stopped. Basically, blood is not enough.
And then
In addition, I am afraid that ”that” has already –
”I body to the dream of this bubble, the remnant of the” Spirit of the Spirit ”that I used to constitute, …”
Slightly, it contains a lot of emotional voices, so whispered, then.
I did not look at it like this, ”that”, hey, the nose was so stunned.
「……But okay?
Daddy, like a sticky, slightly ridiculously containing dark feelings.
”The dragon is the curse of the winner, causing the destruction of things.”
Whispering at the same time.
”That” manipulates my body violently, waving a wounded arm.
The few devils who flew from the back, ”that” was easily torn with the wind claws.
Something is captured.
Something broke out of the body and the intestines were dug out.
Something was completely torn in half from the thigh to the top of the head.
HahaKuhahaha! ”
The demons are completely unable to become opponents.
Perception, action, abnormality is generally sensitive.
Further, several demons took the joint and attacked.
With the building as a cover, let out the swaying, the avant-garde thoroughly implements the disturbance –
A
– While breathing out like a sneer, the claws of the wind stretched and ran wildly.
From the second floor of the violently burning building, I slammed my demon, and even the building itself was torn and collapsed.
Entangled around, a deafening crash.
The demons who were caught up.
Yes, if I am making a vow, I will not talk about it.
”That” is just to defeat the vulgar attackers and not consider the things around.
The dust that floats and the fire powder.
A glimpse of these things, ”that” sucked a deep breath –
”Oh oh oh ooh oh !!”
Strong roar.
The huge dust generated by the collapse of several buildings collapsed like a huge palm swept.
It seems that the water in the waterway is surrounded by the wind and the wind that flies back and forth in the street.
The sound of red bricks and pottery broken.
Sorrow and screaming, resounding from afar.
”Kahha …!”
Because this roaring mood is getting better?
”■■■■, ■■■■ -!
The flames that ignited around were gathered into a wing with a ”Spirit”, and ”that” flew.
The blink of an eye, the sky above the dusk street.
The gesture of ”the one” that floats in the air is full of eyes.
– Carrying the wings of inflammation, carrying the claws of the wind, the golden devil.
Most people who witnessed, or felt the sound and breath, just fell into a panic.
Frenzy, trembling in place, ugly hands and feet and running away – or losing consciousness.
Chaos is accelerating.
Understand the things that can not catch up, yell, the voice of the crying person
I am licking all of this.
”KUHAHA, hahahahaha !!”
”That” – evil dragon Varassera, burst into laughter.
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My half-sense consciousness, reaching this stage, also met profoundly about the situation.
Varaseka.
Use ”Put out everything” to take it into the body, the life of the evil dragon.
This is still, somewhere in me, sleeping.
Then until now – because of my life crisis, I am awakened.
– Such a thing, liberation in the street is unlikely to be good.
With an anxiety, I want to stop moving …I am lost.
Can not stop it.
Feet, hands, fingers, no one can do what you want.
Just like consciousness, the line between the body and the body is completely disconnected.
Just like in a nightmare, just the time when you look at the unclear scene.
Nothing can be done.
Any
hey
Such my horror, anxious.
There are struggles, like ridicule.
”Unexpected end,” The Paladin at the End of the World ”哟”
Varassera, whispering with a sticky voice.
”Your body is no longer yours, it is like this.”
This is really a pleasant voice.
Conscientiously implementing as a dragon, showing the will and persistence of Varassera.
……Such an opportunity can not be let go, and it is impossible to let go.
Whoops!
So what is evil to start with evil is predictable.
Even so
”Blood, not enough …?”
That sight.
In front of that line of sight, the moment facing her direction, my consciousness was frozen.
Luna Lia.
I – I, shut into the sanctuary, will be her.
A look of horror and horror, looking at me.
”Sacrifice girl, though not like this – nothing, no change as flesh and blood.”
Varaseka whispered.
My consciousness of being cut off from the flesh.
”The pain, the struggle, the final interruption of this voice. This hot blood, the taste of soft meat …It's being a long time ago. ”
Pleasant voice.
Looking back, I saw her through the enchantment.
”, Will …?”
Despite fear, timid trembling.
The opposite side of the sigh of the dragon, I looked at me.
”Well, you …No, no. Not Will? ”
”Kuku …Of course, but also
The look of terror is also getting stronger.
But for her who had just asked her, she smiled slyly, and Varaseka stretched her claws to the enchantment.
The claws of the wind that infused with the great Mana will be poured into the sanctuary of prayer and slowly pulled apart.