(1)

"Although I understand you're more inclined to chase women than men..." Ada fired at the U3's upper body with a submachine gun while backing and dodging the attack. "But I'm sorry, I'm not interested in men without hair~"

(Bang!) The blade at the tail end pierced heavily onto the soil, and U3's attack fell into nothing again.

Well, how many men's bad natures are left in U3 synthesized by men, parasites and reptiles. However, it has been enough to sway in front of it and attack its own head. It is enough that it has left Lyon and chased Ada in a crazy way... Unfortunately, now that it is full of holes on its body, it seems that it has not successfully hit a single hit.

"There are residual blood, the chrysanthemum, the attention is distracted, the three elements that the white hair said are complete... Then I'm not polite!"

Standing directly behind U3, Lyon threw away the folded butterfly in his hand, and turned to his hand with a simple and unpretentious iron sword raised high: "Ireon Scott Kennedy, cut off the sword of sin!"

"Yun Yaozhi Taidao! Use your body to feel it well! Ahhh!" Lyon saw the opportunity and stepped on the side of the U3's tail.

‘Roar!’ You can’t expect a scorpion to shake its tail like a dog. All it can do is to penetrate forward. U3, whose body characteristics are similar to that of a scorpion, sense the instinctive reaction of the abnormal movement of the tail, let the tail penetrate forward!

"Haaaaaaaaaaa!" Lyon, who was stepping on the side of the tail, was also shot into the air as the tail moved, and its drop point was exactly where!

"Chess-Te!!!!"

One sword cuts off! The upper body of the U3 human being was cut into two pieces by a blow falling from the sky!

"——Not my slashing knife (not something that can be cut off." The picture of U3 falling behind him became the background of Lyon's declaration of victory.

"Um...well, you have changed a lot after not seeing each other for six years." Ada hesitated for a long time before deciding what to say.

"There is no way. I have been with someone from another world who tried to play the mysterious 'gun fighting technique' without even learning to shoot on the spot for two years. It is impossible not to be affected..." Putting away the iron sword, Lyon walked back to pick up the revolver called 'Folding Butterfly' that he just threw away to show off his handsomeness. "Is this really stupid from a woman's perspective... I feel pretty good about myself..."

"Well~ I can only say that I think it's cute, you just now~"

“…Well, shouldn’t you be ‘handsome’?”

(2)

"What?!" Clausa stabbed into the biochemical monster's body with an iron sword, but was caught by the monster's dark claws, holding the right wrist holding the sword at the moment when he was planning to leave as before.

What followed was the huge mouth full of sharp teeth that rushed straight towards his neck!

There was no time to break free, nor could it avoid this attack 100%! So, Claus chose to smash his left hand with iron armor into the monster's huge mouth!

‘Kara!’

"Hmph! Don't forget it!" The monster that bit Clausa's left hand seemed to be planning to pounce on the place where he killed him with one blow. However, Clausa instead pressed his body forward and left hand was still in a disgusting mouth.

"Little Knife!" The military spike taken out of the backpack pierced the monster's cheek.

‘Hiss!!!’

"Sand Eagle!" The military sect disappeared, and followed by dull gunfire sounds of bloody burst out from the back of the monster's head.

'hiss…………'

(Crack) The monsters with countless scars on themselves finally ushered in the end of their "bodyguard" life.

"Okay, so awesome...! I really won by hand-to-hand combat!" Louis, who had always been so scared, came to Claus and exclaimed. He was the only audience who witnessed the unequal struggle between body shape and strength.

"Hu...hu...Is this really a win?" Clausa looked down at her left hand, which had already been free from the monster's mouth, and became silent.

In this battle, his speed and strength were inferior to the enemy, and all he could use was skills... and his skills were not enough to keep him harmless throughout the whole process - just like the last blow that won the winner.

If it weren't for the defense provided by the iron armor of the game player in another world, he might have opened his stomach and broken his stomach under a certain blow from the enemy... Well, if he didn't have that confidence, he might have been much more cautious, so he would not be hit by the enemy's attack. However, with only this left hand, Clausa was sure that he would still lose because of a mistake... Only at this time, he would not be disabled by biting such a bite force...

"Uh, I'm frank, even if you say 'I'm very sad now' tone, your expression is completely different..."

"?" I was laughing? How could it be...

"To be honest... This is the first time I have seen someone who is smiling so fiercely..." Louis silently stepped back, holding the small pistol in his hand tightly... It's not that Claus's smile is really so terrible, but Louis's judgment, people who can make such expressions are generally dangerous...

"..." Clausa took out a knife that had just pierced through the enemy and still had blood left, and used the blade as a mirror.

Ah... I'm really laughing... It's like a facial nerve malfunctioning, an expression made outside of my consciousness.

No, is it really beyond consciousness?

Stop lying, this long-lost feeling of passion and blood cannot even deceive yourself.

"A little... I understand a little bit why that guy is so addicted to 'beating boss'..."

(3)

"Hey, come here, your enemies are here! All that is there is only an iron can!"

"The donkey is also a donkey... the donkey is also a donkey..." The Red-clothed believers who were close to the pears were finally turned their attention to Leeds' shout and murmured, "Death is life."

"Let's go... Ritian..." However, this time Leeds seemed unable to say that they could all go to "birth"...

"Wang!" With a sad cry, the dog walked through the believers, blocking the troubled pear who was obediently staying in a squat and guard.

Yes, that's all.

"First, if the character in this game is beaten to death, he can only be beaten to death by the boss. If even the miscellaneous soldiers can't beat him, he will be laughed to death."

The Red Cultists who came from all directions should be considered so-called elite cultists. I don’t know if they were infected with more parasites or more advanced. Their vitality and attack power were much higher than that of villagers and ordinary cultists. However, high-level soldiers or advanced soldiers will never be bosses!

"Secondly, the character setting of this game is a preference for people with a moral value of 70 points. The iron cans that were kidnapped by others without doing anything bad are within this moral range."

Of course, incompetence is incompetence, and the situation is intruding. However, if Ashley was an upsetting evil girl, Leeds would have long used the flexible and varied physical skills he had learned in the training of agents to intersperse and wander among the enemies. How could he be the flesh shield for no reason and endure so many attacks?

"Third, this game character is set as a hobby girl."

Not very, very beautiful, but she is finally more beautiful than Manora.

"so--"

The Reds rushed towards Leeds at the same time.

"——I can only die under my own hands in this way!" Leeds suddenly turned and threw out a bunch of grenades that had pulled out the buckles.

(Bang bang bang!!!)

“Ahhhhh——!”

"Wangwu--!"

Even the farthest hindrance, Li was hit by the air waves and hit the pillar, but this time she did not cry and scream, and staggered across the corpses of the Red Cultists, walking to the center of the explosion with a heat wave, and suddenly picked up the 'corpse' of the man who saved her.

"Leeds! Leeds! Don't die!"

"Sister.........I, I didn't commit suicide......You just feed me food... Rescue..."
Chapter completed!