"Are you sure it's okay around here, Stone Lantern?"

"I told you. Don't call me that name, Lacquer Plains (Ursibala)."

The big tank-top guy with his head round his skinhead says as he stares at the guy in the dark suit with the cigarette. The man who is stared at sighs all the time that it's such a hassle to talk about.

"What a blossoming name... a stone lantern looks better on you. So, where's the target, Admiral?... you must be here right?

"We should be in the woods up ahead. Orchid Hitomi (Landau) confirms with" eyes ". There is also an example boy. I'm supposed to be in combat training with the other psychic kids."

The lacquer field throws away the shortened cigarette and ignites the next one. That's how I smoke and then slowly return to conversation again.

"It's called special training (...)." The root system doesn't make sense to train like that. "

"Oh, it's inefficient. It would be quicker to wipe it out alone in the mountains."

The root system (array) is special.

There used to be only two Xuanno Kagenob and Xuanno Yuki, but those two were almost invincible monsters with no one in line even in those days of the Genius War. You can say it's completely separate from the rest of the psychics.

Treating them in the same row is nonsense in itself.

"... but he's already grown up pretty good, isn't he?"

"Oh. That boy hasn't been six months since he became aware of the anomaly itself... I just said a few weeks ago (...) that he really woke up to the properties of his own anomaly. However, it is good to see that we have already reached level 4 equivalent based on what happened during the" Kiryu "laboratory raid."

Abnormal growth speed. This one also has all the pawns, but so far there are no pawns that can collide with the 'root system' that brings out its original performance.

"You mean now is your chance at the developmental stage... there isn't an example principal (level 5), is there?

"According to Orchid Hitomi, he traveled south. Probably Antarctica again."

"You're at Yuki Kurono (Level 6). But it's a little early for a regular" rally, "isn't it?

"Yeah, he's usually with that woman unless there's much left to do. Something is happening. It's reasonable to think so."

"For a moment... you mean that woman and Kurono Kagenob have been separated for a while?... What are the other guys doing now?

"Didn't you hear? Other Members would have explained that they would turn to splitting and backward support. There's only two of us on the ground."

Yes, I hear that.

If you run into him directly (Chrono), it's all over. This time I have to put a weight on the split.

It's important that he doesn't "grasp" the situation. The other members are moving for it now.

"I know, I just checked. That's why this great army (...)"

Lacquara glances at a box filled with miniature "dolls" on hand.

"Supporting Materials" sent by a supervisor (original) who doesn't even know his face.

The exquisite dolls of about two centimetres "frozen" by the power of alien powers still release cold air. There is no indication that it will ever melt, but the lacquer plains keep a "thaw" method.

"Ten thousand 'aliens' (...)... will be a massive battle since the beginning of the post-war period"

"More of a war, actually."

"Oh, if it's not as big as that, they're doomed."

Dragon gall is always too cautious, I don't even think, but I agree only this time.

The opponent is arguably the strongest level 5 faction in that world.

Work on the wings. There is no such thing as too much power.

Okay, here we go.

Lacquara sprinkled a miniature doll. The dolls then spread flutteringly around and landed in concentric circles around where they (...) were camping.

When the box is emptied in an instant, Paint Plains takes two small cards out of his pocket. This was also deposited from the "original". It's a "key" to moving the dolls.

"'Scale Up'"

When the lacquer plains squeak small, one card in my hand is smashed and scattered.

Then the dolls scattered around them grew bigger and bigger, becoming equal size ice statues.

"'Defrost'"

So another card crushed and countless ice statues began to groan... it became a moaning herd of aliens.

"... hey, that includes our" unlikely ", right?

"That's something we don't know much about. Either way, those who martyred for the purpose of their leaders."

".................. right"

Perhaps even now, the "boss" produces mutants by "loading" them to the limits to humans gathered from a variety of environments. Humans who have overloaded naturally become alien (Valiant), but they remain critical human beings and are frozen and preserved by special methods.

So if you unzip the frozen stuff wherever you want, you can have a convenient disposable soldier.

… although it is difficult when it comes to not listening to instructions very often.

"We're leaving. Take the distance so you don't get involved"

The lacquer plains and dragon gallbladder fluttered up into the air.

Gradually, small explosions and falling trees began to sound from around the area.

"... at best, ram me flashy. That's your last job."

Under the eyes of the lacquer plain, the monsters of man groan and proceed as they destroy the forest.

In a groan that is becoming more and more like a ground sound, the lacquer plains ignite the next cigarette.

... That was my job if I made a mistake. I slowly spit out the smoke I smoked thinking about that.

"Then we'll move on to confusion. Don't think you'll ever get this chance again."

"Oh... I shouldn't waste my colleague's (...) death. Let's say I mourn you flashy."

Now, we're ready.

"So... let's go. To crush that woman."

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