264 261 Stories Running With Howl

"Hyah! It's on our captain, [God of the Hunter (Singh)] is just Zakoh! He's going down from the hunting side to being a prey to be hunted. Aah!?

"Sister (ah)! Good luck with that. Yeah!

Even if Shelley speaks out of defeat, she is quickly dismissed by an overwhelming majority of words.

"Just do the sin! What's the strongest mercenary regiment in PvP!

"Look! There's no hand or foot on Mr. Red's subpoena!

"Aren't you just running around! Minotaur!

"What's wrong -!?

"Isn't it a big deal, [Hunter's God (Singh)]?

It struck my heart more than the noisy cheer of the outdoors...

"Ha... I knew there was nothing more boring than the strongest..."

A boring grunt blushes his ears and just a few regrets boil in his chest.

The voice lord, of course, is a mercenary (player) named [Red] who is free. While this one is desperately playing with the white lion attack, she was bored to play with the little rubble in her hand. Just look at me repeatedly, throwing lightly up and then catching.

The difference in power is evident from the fact that the mercenary (player) is said to be the strongest [danger zone (red zone)] opponent, although he is complacent that he is fighting well, but has not yet been able to get to her.

"... but... is it the strongest thing you've ever done? It lasts a long time against the White Lion (Gau-kun)..."

The wall that holds my blade is too powerful a summoning beast to stand as an obstacle......

The White Lion summoned by Red is a super powerful offensive integrated beast. I can snort that attacking power is not normal because of the large figure. Besides that, he's also highly agile, and he's unzarred to easily follow my speed. Besides, I can't believe its hair is terribly sturdy and has physical defense as well as high magic defense...

"'Wind cut'"

Activate the Magic Mid-Range Demon Sword Ability to keep such a giant honest away. Even if you tow at the head of the white lion, especially the eye, it will ramp up as if there is no significant damage.

As the big arms of the white lion loom, I quickly roll back to the ground. Remember to take two shots at double swordsmanship with rotation.

Continue to slip the opponent's nose, flank, with two, three, four shots and a lot of trouble, but I don't feel like I can handle it.

My title, which was also the outline of my request, [Strategies of the Weak (Lancaster)], has nowhere to be found in this summons. You can't let go of a decision like this, Jiri.

Once it's assembled, HP should lose everything in an instant.

"......................................."

With all that tension I'm relative to the white lion in front of me, but when I'm red, I exhale big sighs in a swallowing way, and I'm still pumping small debris. Along with the White Lion, which never accumulates damage, I also find Red somewhat irritating.

"Ha! You don't fight for mercenaries, Red."

Not just summoners, but the person comes forward and fights. From the summoner, the summoner will be within his own strength, and even if he knows it's a misguided complaint, he spills a cheap provocation of dissatisfaction.

To the words she unleashed with the intention of disgust, she swayed heavily the rubble she had without moving any expression.

"Well... 'Monster Ball'..."

Fastball, the rubble crashes into my knee (knee) at a speed that runs out of that word. I can't keep up with too much speed and abrupt her behavior and hide my surprise at the phenomenon of splashing debris on my knees if I notice it. I felt quite a shock on my feet and if I checked my HP bar right away, it would have been shredded by about a quarter.

"Knock."

I get pulled by unexpected power and unwittingly lose my balance. A white lion opens his mouth and eats at me, not sweet enough to miss it there. Even if I'm about to catch the fangs, I can avoid them with a single hair.

"Top Abilities for Throwing Skills!?

Without answering my question, she spits on herself when she picks up a nearby stone colo.

"... I've made up my mind for you..."

From the fact that she stares at the stone in her hand, she realizes that the next time she throws it again.

Not good. This one's just the best way to avoid the White Lion attack, but it's made an extra provocation.

I can't believe the mediocre throwing skills are extremely powerful... and who could have guessed that Red, rumored to be the strongest mercenary (player), is mastering them.

"... 'Super Ball'..."

Avoid next time, try to be so intent, but unlike expected, the stone colo thrown by Red clashed to the ground.

Mistakes in control? While I was so relieved, there was a sound of something playing in the bin.

A faster, heavier, sharper blow chooses my abdomen.

As the name suggests, bouncing off the ground like a superball hit me clean.

Late when I realize that, my body, bent by the letter K, is torn by the white lion's nails.

"Kuha."

"... I've decided on you..." Hyper Bo... oh, I'm ready... "

Red, who identified the next throw and looked down at me lying on the ground, took a huge sigh of regret.

I'm also surprised at the sight of a skinny girl lifting a metre of rubble with ease, but I'm impressed by the versatility of the ability to turn an object on the spot into a murder weapon.

You're a complete loser to me.

I had no hands or feet to summon an unknown phantom beast, and I never thought even my known throwing skills would evolve that way.

Yes, there are many things you don't know about this game. That's why if [Infected City Sanatorium] 's dominance passes to other mercenaries (players), we've stepped this far because we don't know what [Reality Alteration] will happen, and we've retained the wave of offensive combinations... but it's time to limit ourselves.

"It's Mr. Red's victory. Even the" God of the Hunter (Singh) "is just like a baby in front of our Red Commander! Mercenary Regiment (Clan) [Beast Kingdom of Prison Warfare Grinding] has shown itself to be invincible!

"Hey, don't forget that we [the old flag] were chasing [the drunken neck hunters] too!

"Even us! Mercenary Regiment (Clan) [Traveler Seeking Everlasting Darkness] has hunted down that [Neck Hunting Insanity]!

"Mercenary Corps (Clan) [Night Wind Inn] too!

Other mercenaries (players) who start to name themselves simultaneously and boil down in blood.

"If that's the case, we [Tsukinothea Six Wise Men] because!

"So is the [Clan Clan Research Association]!

"Pull in your weakness! [Neck Hunting Madness] was weakened by [Empire for Muscle (of) Muscle (Kingdoms)]!

"I don't care what it is, just kill Singh - heh!?

I thought the exuberance had reached its culmination, then.

I tried to cut apart the inflated arrogance and heat, and the chilling, ruthless sound sounded.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!"

That rapidly shrinks the minds of the idiots flushed by the ambient heat.

"Oh, come on, what's this voice?"

"What!? Which one!?

"What is this... wolves, of the...?

The wolf howl begins to be heard from there.

Red's hand stops trying to make a toddle of me, and he slowly looks around. Though I thought this was an opportunity and tried to leave this place immediately, there is something heavy on my back. If I twisted my neck and looked up, the White Lion would wait for your husband's order and keep my fingernails down so that I could not move.

"Aohhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Wow, wow, on."

"Wow."

"Ao wow on!"

"Wow, wow, wow."

Creepy wolf howls can be heard right from the side or some from afar. No, this may have been deliberately pronounced so that the intertwined streets echoed the howls of the [werewolves (Lycans)] and, overlapping, did not allow them to locate themselves.

To the point where such suspicion arose, it was the number of howls that fuelled anxiety.

The howl, as if it would last forever, stopped perfectly at the next moment.

"The name of the mercenary regiment (clan) that I was shrugging out right now... I remember it."

Young, poor, anger that makes you want to hug just by putting it in your ear. Now the voice I'm completely used to hearing sounds like thunder.

This voice definitely belongs to Taro.

If I knew that, I'd be laughing all the time.

"How dare you take my sister... you're ready"

Totally happy to say something.

Maybe I'll luxury Taro's favorite ice cream, Hagehagen Daz, later.

Nevertheless, where and how is this voice delivered to us?

The mercenaries around them are also looking around in the middle of nowhere.

Did you hunt down the Mercenaries? You're not, are you? It's just a bunch of cowardly, weak people trying to do mass lynching. '

One mercenary (player) screams as he rebels against Taro's questioning tone.

"There! You're using some kind of conveying skill!

If he points his finger at you, we'll all be together and face you. I'm no exception.

Church spires, all seven of them trying to look down on us from a height. Though few were, they emitted an overwhelming discoloration. That's because of my dear brother and sister, who at first glance looks like sisters. They twitch their silver hair and stare indifferently at the red.

You're telling me that that anger-burning eye will not condone anyone who does harm to his family.

No matter how far we are from here, I can understand how you two feel being my sister - what is that?

Why do you have five naked men standing behind your beloved family trying to show off their tenacious muscles?

It's Taro and Michelle who accept that these perverts deserve to be around!

I don't remember raising him like that!

"Are you sending messages directly into our brains?!? What an ability. Damn it!

"I'm not a PT member, but I'm not your friend, and you had the skills to do this!

"Hey, isn't that the 'angel of the city of beginnings'...?

I don't care about that right now!

More problematic than that is my precious, innocent, pure brother and sister, muscle teasing macho men!

"... Mmm, is that kid... conspicuous... the funniest, sweetheart you ever knew?

I can't believe even Red knows about Taro, that's my brother. Not if it's a little floating. If you're going to get rid of the dirt behind my family, it's not too rash to support Red temporarily.

Don't float a question mark, make that lion muscle appeal too painful with you!

Taro kept talking, regardless of my stuffy mood like that. Despite all the perfect and behind-the-scenes machomens!

'Besides, the lynch you guys tried to do. You end up getting paid back, so it's not cool.'

Surrounded by Taro, who descended from the spires of the church.

"Give me that height... how, what's the drop damage...?

My heart just has to keep rolling.

I'm sure Taro can follow Mukimuki. At any rate, it seems like Macho and the others are leaning towards Taro's every step of the way.

Yeah, you haven't woken up to any weird hobbies, have you?

You are the owner of a beautiful and innocent heart. That's what you do with all those perverts, samurai, and you hit them with a munch, and you order them... Oh? That might surprise you. Taro, who looks great in front of everyone, is submissive in front of me alone... maybe.

"What mercenary regiment (clan) are those kids!?

"Well, that doesn't sound like a mercenary group."

"Is that why? This is a coalition of mercenaries (clans) working with [Neck Hunting Insanity], right?

"How many others are lurking!?

"Do you have a fool to challenge a big coalition like us at a private party?"

Nobody thinks the Taro's coming in from the front, albeit in small numbers.

I hope so, too, but I can't help wondering if Taro woke up to a new world or not.

Well, that shouldn't mean my brother would act recklessly without any measures.

Not to mention Taro, inferior in number, can't possibly stick it in from the front.

I know because I'm my sister. If it's Taro, it must be a demonstration or something. You must have secretly rallied the big forces to help me.

I knew I could count on you. - Why don't you stop walking?

The question in your chest becomes a reality, or no. If you observe your younger brothers, you will walk straight from them and into bravery - they will finally run and have stepped into the realm where more than 150 mercenaries (players) can wait...

I'd like to think it was a joke, but my stupid brother and my stupid sister seemed to set up a fight with only seven of us.

Plus, five of my buddies are Macho Hentaiz.

"... Mr. Singh's sister is unusual. If you're a sister and a sister, is your sister reckless?"

I don't think Red can help but laugh. No matter how much Taro uses odd tactics in alchemy, it will be difficult to mask this difference in power.

"Eat it up."

Taro's cool dialogue with both Machomen just hurts.

As a sister, it's reprimand.

"Come on, it's the start of tonight's bloody meat-dancing dinner party."

The moment Taro said that, his frightening emotions changed to the color of fear. Specifically, that's a cold chill crawling over my spine with a zoster.

Because the wolf howl was again emitted multiple times. Earlier, there seemed to be no distance, and that squeal aimed at the seemingly possible prey... that's what the beast's breath sounded like from so close a distance I could hear it right beside me.

"Bye!

"From where!? Shit, it's [Cold-blooded werewolf (Ricant Lycan)]!

From the roof, from the shadows, from the broken windows, one werewolf after another hits the mercenaries (players). It was all a blind spot for mercenaries, and the mercenaries (players) who were making noise around me were devastated.

"Oh, my God, these few!

"Stupid!?

Eaten, torn, ravaged.

The werewolves were pouring their blood into a calculated ambush.

"Hey, look at that! The ones behind those kids. Huh."

In the midst of the commotion, one fingers the Taro and the others, prompting them to be vigilant.

"It's turning into a werewolf!?

The Macho men changed their appearance as they followed Taro's disease.

"White, werewolf? I've never seen anything like it!

"I can follow that [Silver Angel]... who the hell are you?

"Angel, you say? That's like... [The Devil Who Can Bring A Howl] isn't it...!

The muscles of the machos swell more and continue to twitch the white body hair. The head turned to that of the beast, peeking sharp canine teeth out of his mouth - becoming more of a tenacious werewolf (Lycan) than any other werewolf I've encountered.

I can't even get my clothes smashed.

Oh...?

So they weren't perverts, were they?

"Dance and enjoy the Wolves under the protection of the Moon Shadow." Bad mercenaries are overflowing, dancing like crazy. Spread the blood and flesh for us. "

- It's not what it meant.

This is our bloody meat-dancing dinner party.

With such a belligerent voice of Taro, this occasion transformed into a diagram of an annoying cry.