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boom boom-

There was another series of explosions, and Morgana didn't know how many stones she smashed before she was buried in the gravel pile.

"..."

Siro, who was watching the play, immediately twitched.

Such a dish?

"Wait, you won't be slapped to death, will you?"

Siro looked at the dusty mountains and quickly got up.

But fortunately, Siro just wanted to go over and take a look. As soon as the gravel pile exploded, Morgana herself flew out of the gravel pile and flew into the air again.

"Hey, do you need help?"

Siro spoke to Morgana.

"A mere monster, this queen can deal with it herself."

Morgana stared at Beimonstein and spoke indifferently.

Lose your face!

Too shameful!

She was the dignified king of demons, and she was actually beaten away in a single encounter.

Morgana's heart was filled with anger.

So today she has to find her own face no matter what.

"Death to face, live to suffer."

Siro shook his head and continued to eat melons.

"go to hell!!"

Morgana strikes again.

But this time, she learned to be obedient, and did not dare to approach Beimonstein anymore. She flew around Bemonstein in mid-air and played a long-range attack. Steel Wings smashed dark red fireballs at Bemonstein one by one.

boom boom-

The fireball exploded on Beimonstein.

However, even Ultraman's skin defense is difficult to break through Beimonstein, let alone Morgana's fireball, and even tickling Beimonstein is disgusting.

"How, how is it possible?"

After the sea of ​​fire receded, Morgana looked at the unharmed Beimonstein below, with a doubtful expression on her face.

"Bastard, is this the only mission for dangerous levels?"

Morgana clenched her fists.

Then Siro received a mission with a danger level before, isn't that... more terrifying?

Morgana tilted her head to look at Siro in the distance.

At this moment, she actually believed what Hancock said.

Sero, unfathomable! !

"grumble--"

Beimonstein below didn't give Morgana a chance to lose her mind at all. He turned his head to lock on Morgana, and arrow-like rays of light from the sharp corners of his head hit her.

"not good!"

Morgana's expression changed and she hurriedly dodged.

"asshole!!"

"Fuck, what kind of skin is this, it's too hard!"

"Ah, fuck it."

"Damn you, this queen doesn't believe it anymore, go to hell!"

In an instant, Morgana and Beimonstein got into each other's hands, swearing.

However, the Belmont Stamp skin is rough and thick, and Morgana has nothing to do with it.

Instead, a light, a light bullet, chased Morgana's ass and exploded.

……

After half an hour...

"Siro, you look so cool, don't you, come and help me quickly."

Morgana finally couldn't hold on anymore and hurriedly asked Siro for help.

What a noble queen's dignity, go to hell!

At this moment, she regrets it! !