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He caught up without difficulty with Coty, who fled outside Hylasia, and used Taser guns to put him out of action. That was good, but when I realized, there were shadows that were tracking me down even further.

In the alley that was supposed to have cornered Cotty, on the other hand, I was cornered. Assassins from the Dark Alliance "Cactus"...... I've been offered it many times already, and I've repelled it, but maybe I should settle for it now.

That said, we have to get rid of the six clowns in front of us first......

Six clowns lining up to block an alley - and a big red nose leading the way would be the leader of this group?

The five clowns standing behind them also knew at a glance that they were clowns, but their makeup and costumes were slightly different.

A blue hat with a leading red nose, eyes painted blue and rhombus, and a jester's cap with two corners hanging, big afro hair dyed yellow that can't be called blonde, a long knoppo well over two metres tall, a fat clown swollen up in bread in a colorfully designed costume, and a bald clown with a bald top of head and only red hair left on the side...

If you look closely, these are the clowns we saw when we entered Hylasia. Wasn't it a coincidence that the leading red nose and eyes met then..., I guess I was going to set it up at some point in the morning and strained it.

"Whiwi! Sha ~ ft ~ n. I thought you conveniently jumped out on your own. You're chasing me. Oh, my God, the Wang du is our territory. Oh? Chot, don't you have too much room for me. - Are you there?

"You guys - are you sure it's the King Tree?

"And ooh! Kihich! The King Tree, the greatest guild that binds the darkness of the Kurt Melga kingdom. Come on!"

The red nose waves up their hands big enough to express their size. The five clowns lined up behind them also crooked their faces.

"Shaft, by the way. I wonder what the little girl behind it is."

"This or..., it's just fucking mud"

"Koso mud ~? Ghoo! Just the fucking mud - the big hero, the" black-sided shaft ", who showed the labyrinth of the tooth wolf that had been abandoned for years without being able to crusade by himself! was chasing after him?"

It was hard to answer that question. I'm still holding a crate with a big magic stone (dungeon core).

In a situation where you don't know when you're going into combat, you can't afford to start a TSS (Tactical Support System) and be summoning a Gift BOX.

"And no, I wonder what's in that important crate? Kieh! Oh, you don't have to tell me."

With his index finger up and swinging sideways, his red-nosed eyes narrowed and his tongue sounded like a "chitchat" and a wasp, and the back of it seemed to glow disgustingly.

"Da, Njo, Nkoa! Wouldn't you? Wi! Shaft! Oh, with your life. No, I'll get that for you too!"

Six opponents, a combat knife with a special electromagnetic stick and a taser gun, and an FMG9. But I only have two replacement magazines available.

Given the last Black Knight, these guys won't be a glimmer either. If you waste your time shooting, you should consume ammunition in an instant.

Besides, given our settlement with the King Tree, at least one person needs to remain inactive.

Ignore the gagger-calling red-nosed clown, while reconfirming the map in sight.

It's the shape of being cornered in an alley, but I'm not saying the perimeter is just the wall. Apparently this is where the back entrance to the store is gathered.

On three sides, other than the road through which the clowns plug, we see a wooden door that seems to be the back door, as well as a point of light that moves in the house.

At the corner of the alley you can see two large wooden garbage bins that appear to be garbage dumps. But on the contrary, that's the only way. It's honestly tough to deal with six people here.

As an FPS player, the objects placed on the map in one-to-many shootouts - using various objects, sometimes to shield, sometimes to the starting point of an attack.

But there's no such thing here. If so......, we'll just have to attack it here and spin it around Guchagu.

I want to create a gap from it and aim at when to do the weapon redecoration.

Standing in front of the five clowns laughing with Niyaniya, he turns his consciousness to the red nose calling out in an extended tone.

First of all, preemption...

Turning his right hand behind his hips, he pressed the unfold button as he threw the FMG9 in front of him, which had been inserted into the back pocket of his trousers.

"- I'm not disturbed by it - what the hell is that!

He caught a grip of FMG9 expanding from box to gun type while spinning in hollow, shooting horizontally at the clowns as they sprinkled 9x19mm parabellum bullets in full auto.

Thirty-three rounds of initial loading are fired as they go back and forth to the right to the left with the roaring sound of being shot.

The clowns were delayed in responding to my sudden actions, but the moment the muzzle was directed at them, they seemed to understand in an instant that it was a combat action.

Spread out to avoid the muzzle, dodging up and back.

After all, you seem to be getting a lot of information about my methods of attack. But you don't have to hit this first move.

As I watch the clowns take evasive action, I also turn my hand around Cotty's waist, which falls at my feet, lifting her to hold her aside.

Immediately as it was, he slid jumped to the garbage dump, lifted a large upper lid and threw in a crate with cotty and great magic stones.

That stinks a bit......

Of the two garbage bins that were lined up, the one I opened the lid seemed to be for raw garbage... Raw debris is not immediately put in, but there is a foul odor from the raw debris that was collected in paper bags and thrown in.

But you can't even fight with a big magic stone held aside or a cotty at your feet concerned. Just for a little while - and he groaned at the Great Magic Stone, closing his upper lid.

"Shah ~ F ~ T ~! I haven't said a few words yet, but you want to start?!

I don't know how you're going by the means of saying it, but the red nose isn't an alley, it sticks with just one hand and one foot on the wall of the house next to it.

The red nose tone is mild but the eyes are never laughing. The sharp eye had an obvious intent to kill.

There's no word to hang on them from me. Silently unplug the spare magazine from the magazine belt and insert it into the FMG9 -, now the rest with one spare magazine and thirty-three shots.

Turn the FMG9 dot-firing device to the semite and hold it in your left hand. On your right hand, pull the special electromagnetic alarm rod out of your hips and gently shake it to extend it from the containment state.

The clowns aren't watching me get ready for battle either. The red nose is sticking to the wall, but the other five had their weapons out on each of them.

The blue hat has a short cane, the afro has a fine sword, the knoppo has a spear, the fat has a dagger, and the bald has a double-edged axe in his hand. Only the red nose doesn't have a weapon available, are you going to look high first?

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~, ~ ~ ~ ~ ~, Double Strength (Strength)"

The blue hat chants the devil's words and hangs the granting magic on the four gathered around him.

That doesn't taste good, and if the blue hat is the supporting role for the clowns, they need to crush the sole first.

"Whiwi! Come on, it's hunting time!"

Afro and baldness rush out by the decree of the Red Nose. At the same time, a dagger in both fat hands threw at me.

Of the daggers that fly as they rotate vertically, tap one off with an electromagnetic baton, the other twisting and twisting his body.

The act of knocking down thrown weapons was a defensive action that came scattered during the VMB era.

Throw a weapon that releases a silent attack. I love Tomahawk, but other throwing weapons available for VMB included throwing knives, chakram, stick-handed backswords and cross-handed backswords.

If you have the means to attack, you have the means to defend yourself. Throwing weapons fly at much slower speeds in VMBs where bullets fly. Taking basic defensive actions, such as predicting, striking down, or avoiding an orbit from a throwing motion, makes your body react naturally, even with first-sighted opponents and weapons.

But...

"" Dash!!

The throwing of daggers by fat people is just a restraint. Afro and Baldness are approaching suddenly as they slip through the ground due to their skill 'dash'.

Whether the right afro is slightly faster - slide the crosshair to the bald head on the left. It will be one-handed shooting, so I can't do a downsite peek at the iron site, but it's a semi-automatic shooting for it.

Triple fire the trigger. Every time I fire, I shake the recoil vertically -, controlling the recoil with my left hand alone, allowing it to collect bullets to the bald head.

At the same time, he slaps the Afro spike protruding on the acceleration of the 'dash' outward with a baton and punches his throat with a grip of FMG9 where his body has flown.

"Gho."

Where Afro's posture collapsed, he wrapped his neck around it with his right arm and held it against sight with his arm while inverting Afro's orientation.

Turning Afro into a flesh shield in an instant, a bald horizontal giraffe was imminent in front of him that prevented the first three shots in a double-edged axe.

Due to the 9x19mm parabellum bullet, the bald double-edged axe had lost its single blade. But even if it was a single blade, its power was not lost.

However, baldness, which my CQC (melee) moves did not understand, failed to stop the attack that turned out to tear Afro's belly apart.

"Yikes!

Afro's scream echoes over his right arm, but he can't even give up his meat shield because of it. Shake off a single-edged axe, crosshaired over your shoulder to a bald spot exposing a gap in front of me, and fired three shots in a row again.

Bald, who not only shielded his allies, but expressed his dismay at the fact that he had slashed it, was shot in the face with a hole in his face as it was.

Now one......, the flesh-shielded afro still seems to be alive, but a large ripped abdominal wound would be fatal.

Let me use it as a meat shield until the last time, but the rest of us - and the clown's expression turned to an angry look, staring at me.