Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

This is indeed a scam!

It can only be said that normal people in the spiritual world of mentally handicapped people really can't understand it.

The crowd who were closer to the monument ran wildly, spreading the news of the collapse of the monument to other places.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

Soon the news of the total fall of the megalithic monument in the Tokyo area spread throughout the entire Tokyo area.

Anxiety and uneasiness were written all over their faces.

Some cursed children hiding in the corner poked their heads out in confusion, looking at the outside world.

It was a scene like the end of the world.

Everyone was running around anxiously, with panic and fear written all over their faces.

The past two wars have left a very serious psychological shadow on them.

Too many people died in those two wars, and too many families were broken.

Now, is the third war coming?

Just the thought of this possibility makes people extremely frightened and agitated.

All the demeanor of the past has disappeared, leaving only the instinct to do whatever it takes to survive.

With some fear, he withdrew his head, the cursed child was full of uneasiness.

She didn't know what was going on outside.

People passing by would not be kind enough to stop and tell her what happened, and take her to escape together.

Tokyo was so big that someone like her lived here without anyone noticing.

Even if she suddenly disappeared one day, no one would care.

The girl can only piece together some news from the fragmentary words of the people passing by.

The monolith collapsed.

Gastritis are many.

War is coming.

run.

In the abandoned house, the collapsed utility room happens to form a stable triangle.

This is where the girl lives.

Huddled in this small space, the girl was filled with fear.

She didn't know where to go, and she didn't know what to do now.

The only thing she can do is quietly hide in this small space.

Until it was run over by a gastro-gut along with the house, or was discovered.

"There are still children here."

The collapsed wall was lifted casually, and a thin-looking man looked at the girl in surprise and said.

If he didn't have the sense of smell of a wolf-type Orfienuo, he might really ignore this child.

Looking at the man in front of her, the girl felt a little uneasy.

After not communicating with people for a long time, she didn't know how to respond to this man.

I don't even know how to respond to the kindness of the other party.

"My name is Qianqiao, how about you?"

Looking at the disturbed girl, Qianqiao stretched out her hand.

Among the chaotic crowd, this scene seemed extremely abrupt.

But inexplicably harmonious.

On the other side, Ryotaro Nogami, who is always a good old man, showed a firm expression on his face.

"Everyone! Let's go!"

Putting the Den King belt on his waist, Nogami Ryotaro said loudly to the Yimo God behind him.

"Oh! I can't wait to have a big fight!"

"Let's go, let's go! I will have a chance to come out to play this time, right?"

"It seems that there will be many good opponents."

"You can't let beautiful women get hurt."

Different demon gods with different personalities chattered and discussed.

The fastest-moving Momotaros has already entered Ryotaro Nogami's body.

"Ha! Sure enough, I am the fastest!"

Grinning, Momotaros picked up the Knight Pass and swept it from his waist.

"Sword Form!"

The sound effect sounded, and Kamen Rider Den-O appeared in the form of the holy sword!

"Father, come on!"

Putting on a habitual posture, Momotaros said excitedly.

After coming to this world, he hasn't been able to fight well.

This time we can make a big fuss!

Without waiting for Ryotaro's urging, Momotaros took the initiative to walk towards the collapsed monument No. 32.

Among the crowd, Taotaros, the only one who went against the trend of the crowd, was extremely conspicuous.

The long knife was casually carried on his shoulder, and people with frightened faces ran past him in panic.

Momotaros walked forward without saying a word.

But that figure is not alone.

Because he is not alone, he has his own companions and comrades in arms.

"Lock On!"

"Kaigan!"

"3, 2, 1!

"Standing by!"

Among the fleeing crowd, one after another retrograde figures walked towards the most dangerous place without hesitation.

This is not their world, and there are many disgusting scumbags.

But there are always people worth protecting.

Chapter 420 Three Thanksgiving Souls and New Groups

Outside the giant stone tablet, the Chief Director of Tiandao, who was the first to rush into the battlefield, was surrounded by a group of gastroenteric creatures.

No, it's not surrounded.

The crimson afterimages kept shuttling through the sea of ​​gastrula creatures.

The gastroenteric creatures rubbed by this afterimage were either dead or injured.

Even if you escaped by chance, there will be a huge wound on your body.

Other cyan-blue arcs danced around the wound, preventing the original enterovirus from regenerating.

No matter how you look at such a scene, it is not surrounded by gastrulation creatures.

"call."

Holding the perfect insect instrument, Director Tiandao briefly exited the super-acceleration mode to take a breath.

Even if he fights in hyper-accelerated mode for a long time, it will be slightly overwhelmed.

But now it's far from too much to eat.

Standing up straight, Director Tiandao calmly glanced at the gastroenteric creatures who were staring at him.

The biting malice seemed to swallow him whole.

For ordinary people, let alone stand up straight in front of this malice, it is very good to be able to barely stay awake.

Because they are facing the malice from non-human beings.

This malice is not mixed with any extra emotions, it is the purest and deepest malice towards human beings.

"It's ugly."

With a flick of the perfect insect instrument in his hand, Director Tiandao once again entered the hyper-acceleration mode.

In this mode, the world of Tiandao Zongsi is slow.

Everything is like slow motion in his eyes.

Swing the sword, withdraw the sword.

Slightly turned sideways to avoid the solution sprayed out like a snail.

The director of Tiandao picked up the Kunai gun from his waist and fired two or three shots at the gastroenteric creature with chrysanthemum-like mouthparts.

Turning around, Director Tiandao was not looking at the gastrula.

Walking in this slow world, Tendo Souji is like an elegant dancer.

Every attack and dodge seems so unhurried, full of a strange charm.

While swinging the sword, Director Tiandao happened to think of another Jiadou he had heard about.

Kusakabe Headquarters.