[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

I don’t know how these knives were able to keep all the balance and lie on the door. In short, after Edgar opened the door and fell down collectively, they formed a stable triangle very interestingly and subtly, suppressing each other. , except for the topmost fireball, none can move. If you want to disband this pyramid, you have to let the fireball jump down first, and then slowly solve it one by one.However, they are now in a deadlock when they can neither move nor dare to move because of guilty conscience.

At this time, due to the bony spurs on one side of the body, everyone avoided it a little, so Xiao Ye, who was still able to move half of the body, patted the ground with her right hand, and found that she was firmly pressed and could not be pulled out by her own strength. , he raised his head and looked seriously into the room along with the knives beside him who were staring straight at him.

Still that picture.

So, successfully brainwashed by chaotic thinking and polluted, Saya looked innocent and calmly asked Hachisuka who was closest to the door except Edgar: "Are you [beep——] ?"

"...Wha, what?" Hachisuka's eyes were twice as wide as usual, and he couldn't believe that the well-behaved and cute (not to mention the bones) little dagger would say such words.

——As the elder brothers, Jiang Xue and Zong San seemed to have been hit twice, and couldn't even ask back.

When Hachisuka saw that Saya seemed to have the intention to repeat the question again, he immediately retorted quickly: "Of course not!" At the same time, he immediately tidied up his clothes.

"But now you're not all—"

"No, no, no!" Hachisuka, who was speechless, sent a help call to Edgar.

On the other side, Edgar, who saw Yamabuchi as if he was about to explode on the spot, let go of the sword that had followed the group walk to the second floor. After scanning the swords for a while, he skipped a few of them and saw that he was hopeless. The dagger that was removed, stared at Tsurumaru, who was the culprit in a sense.

"Hahaha," Tsurumaru, who knew that Edgar could read minds and that he couldn't escape, shed a cold sweat silently. Then when he clenched his fists nervously, he thought of something that could change the subject. Nodding the brown head below him, he said with a dry smile, "A-actually, I don't care, but Galofan is about to die."

Yes, Daikurigara is dying.Even though he was curious about this incident, Okuri would not come in person, so it can be said that he was innocently implicated by Tsurumaru.

At that time, he tried to struggle because he didn't want to squeeze in with others, and then he was held tightly by the 99th-level Tsurumaru. Now it is at the bottom, not only can't move at all, but also has to support the weight of more than a dozen knives gathered above.

——The power of the collective is really very heavy.

In short, the only thing Da Juli feels now is that he seems to have been crushed as flat as a knife, and his face is probably [-]% darker than usual.

After discovering the eyes of the judge and everyone, he still struggled to move his lips, and said angrily, "I'm not...interested in mixing with you...", it can be said that he worked very hard to maintain his personality , but he lowered his head powerlessly afterwards, as if he could vaguely see a trace of sword spirit floating out of his mouth.

"Gara sauce——!!!"

"Awwow-!!!"

……

In the end, it wasn’t the screaming enemy, Candlestick Kiri, and the guilty Tsurumaru who really saved Okurigaro from the pile of knives—after all, they were too small to destroy this stable triangle. The other two were pinned down like Dajuli and couldn't move, and the output of both sides basically depended on roaring.

In the end, Edgar, who seemed to be smaller in size, was smiling all over his face, and "pulled" Okuli out of it like a building block.

"Wow!" Tsurumaru screamed on top of Okuri, and also experienced the pain of being pressed down by the tilted knives.

And the solid pyramid finally really disintegrated.

Edgar let them do stretching exercises on the spot for a while, and Hachisuka took this opportunity to explain the ins and outs.Amid the exclamations of "So that's how it is", "You guys have worked so hard", "The god judges are amazing!", and the warm and peaceful atmosphere that returned from yellow to pure white, Edgar said something to them. The next plan is like a thunderbolt——

He clapped his hands, focused everyone's attention and announced: "Now that everyone has settled down, it's time for me to save the world again."

"!!!" The knives were panicked. To save the world, wouldn't it be the rhythm of summoning only one or two swords at a time, and keeping most of the knives at home!Whether it is a left-behind child or an elderly person living alone, it is so desolate!

Among them, Yaoyan, who reacted quickly, responded immediately, and he didn't directly stop him, but suggested to the judge: "Aren't you going to go out for battle once, the general? After finally becoming stronger, I want the general to feel the improvement in combat power. I also want to be praised."

As expected of a medicine researcher, he said without any concealment that he wanted to be praised.

The knives secretly admired it in their hearts, and then saw the judge touching the head of the short knife for a while, "Because I already like you very much, so it's okay even if you don't do anything?"

The judge who was shorter than himself said he liked it in a doting tone!Yao Yan couldn't help covering his slightly flushed cheeks with the back of his hand, really... I can't beat any general.

Yaoyan was hit hard by the psychological attack and withdrew from the battlefield.Tsurumaru, who is good at making trouble, is currently seriously injured, and he is still sweating and dare not speak.And Sanriyue, who has always been able to chat and laugh happily with the God-inspector at a critical moment... inexplicably flashed like a grandfather when he was in the Great Pyramid.

In short, the rest are all those knives that dare not refute, or the Lord is right.

Regarding this, Edgar had clearly made a decision, but he still had a vicious attitude and said to the knives who wanted to stop but did not dare to stop: "Well~ I originally planned to change back to a big body when I went out this time. , but if you all propose to go out, I can also play with you for a while first?"

"Hey!? It turns out that the body can be switched! I thought I was going to start to develop..." Candlestick Kiri's tone was subtly tinged with a trace of disappointment. There was also some disappointment in the eyes that came over.

Opinions on this matter in the sword are divided into four factions.

Part of it is the cultivation faction who hopes to witness the step-by-step growth (appearance) of the god-judging person, part of it is the faction that the sense of guilt will be reduced by being molested by the god-judging person who is an adult, and the faction that as long as it is the master, whatever is good, I will be with you Why can't I understand what I'm talking about, and the god judge will transform?ignorant faction.

Q: What should I do next?

A: Go save (wan) save (nong) the world! →Adult body type

B: Anyway, go out and do (gao) some work (shi)! → Juvenile body type

which one!Which one to choose!

The little God-inspector is cute, but there is such a wound running through his body. Although I don't care about it at all, it is really worth worrying about; and choosing an adult-shaped God-inspector means that the master who saves the world may Disappeared like last time, then got hurt again where they couldn't see...!

No matter which one you choose, Dao is worried and falls into a deep choice phobia.

"Then it's up to me to decide. Don't worry, I'll ask you to go play together." Edgar said while patting Yaoken's head and snapping his fingers.

"Snapped."

"Ah, wait... ah, I'm gone, so fast...!"

The swords witnessed with their own eyes that the god judge turned into golden particles and disappeared into the air.While being amazed at the extremely fast positioning and teleportation, they also sighed at this somewhat dreamy scene——

As expected of a god judge, he chose to save the world without hesitation. He is really strong and gentle!

In Edgar's view, he is the only one who can cooperate with the Holy Grail whose capacity is not enough. Without him, the Holy Grail can't even consume energy to lure others to hold it.Therefore, they can be said to be the least likely partnership for betrayal.

But considering its low IQ and magical logic (refer to the last "happiness" incident), what kind of situation is his original body that has been "well-groomed" emphasized by the Holy Grail many times, it should be well investigated. up.

In addition, with short hands and short feet, assistants are needed to even block the mouth of a knife. The ability has not been weakened much, but there are still many physical defects. Possibilities for the role of life.

——It is better to change back to the body as soon as possible.

After thinking so much, Edgar, who was tired of playing and wanted a change, called for the Holy Grail. After planning with him, he resolutely abandoned the body of this young heroic spirit made of magic power. Both sides were stabbed on the chest. It's really cold, but the one that goes hand in hand is better.

"Click—click—"

Soon, or almost at the moment when he finished feeling, Edgar discovered that this body is not going well now.

Is this what the Holy Grail calls grooming? ? ?

Even Edgar, who was not frightened by the unplanned stabbing, was deeply shocked by the current state of his original body this time.

He tried to move his body again, the clothes on his body were still the original exaggerated European-style dress, but, "Click—click——"

It wasn't something like handcuffs that imprisoned his body, but rather the Holy Grail used some incalculable thinking to achieve the same effect as handcuffs in another wonderful way.

Edgar's head, neck, arms, waist, ankles and other parts where decorations can be placed are all wrapped with beads and gems.

Even, this body was placed in an exaggerated posture and sat on a throne roughly made of golden rare minerals, and there was an old skeleton that was crushed by the impact at the feet, which should roughly be this room. The original owner of the house.

——It can be seen that the Holy Grail has indeed dressed him up with "precious" items with great care.

Expensive, very expensive and unusually heavy.

Although there are also reasons why this body has not moved its muscles for a long time and is sitting here stiffly, but with his strength, he is almost unable to maintain the sitting posture, which can already explain a lot of problems.

The Holy Grail is still asking him for credit, and after shortening it, the general meaning is: [Honey, how is it, isn't it particularly gorgeous, elegant, sexy, mature, and cool!Perfectly highlights your noble temperament! ]

To this, Edgar silently replied: [...the temperament of an upstart. ] Especially that chair, it feels like it was moved from Gilgamesh.

[Σ("Д")! ! ! ]

Before the stricken Holy Grail could continue to say something, Edgar suddenly sensed that someone was approaching, a total of eight people, male and female, with a very clear target, this room.He lowered his eyes, moved his fingers, and after adapting to his body amidst the nagging for a while, he nodded to the Holy Grail that hid in his pocket again, and said: [Shh, be good, be quiet. ]

[Mmmmmmm! (>ω<*)]

……

"Hahahahaha! This ruin is totally vulnerable! Commander, I'm afraid this event will end soon!" With a distance of a thousand meters in the middle and countless stone walls blocking him, Edgar He also clearly heard the voice of a man with a loud voice.

Then there was a normal voice, a man who needed mental exploration to sense it was replying: "Well, don't say that, Wo Jin, isn't the game always getting more difficult as you go to the end? Ah, I met a super ~~~ Luxurious gate!" He has a blond baby face, and his tone is pleasantly surprised, but the smile on his face has not changed at all, revealing his unshakable heart, "Let me see what mechanism is there?" Saying so, he groped for the door.

"It doesn't matter what the mechanism is. Didn't we come here all the way! Knights, get out of the way!" It was the man with a loud voice called Wo Jin, who had gray hedgehog hair and a rough hairstyle that matched it very well. Dressed like a savage, he began to gather strength while talking, and slammed towards the door at the same time as the blond man jumped away dangerously.

"boom--"

The luxurious gate shattered at the sound, and the next few stone gates and stone walls were also crushed into pieces by the wind, and the dust flew up.

"Cough, cough, scare me! Wo Jin! If I hadn't been able to hide quickly, I would have become a scum!" The blond man called a knight patted his chest exaggeratedly, and finally calmed down My own little heart, and then found that everyone ignored him, but all looked intently at the distance where the dust was gradually dissipating.

There is a wide room with the same material as the surrounding walls. Apart from the gold and silver treasures all over the floor, the most surprising thing is the man sitting in the middle of the room.

The bold and unrestrained sitting posture, the movement of leaning against the head on the armrest, the angle of arrogantly looking at the person coming, and the luxurious decorations all over his body, all of them show his identity as the master here.

If you look closely, all kinds of luxurious decorations on his body - gold, pearls, agate, diamonds, etc., seem to be piled up on his body, and others will inevitably be buried in the jewels In the dazzling light, but this man made all these treasures a shallow foil.

The only pity is that through the dense decorations, one can still faintly see that the man has a deep sword wound on his chest, which should be the fatal wound that caused him to stay here forever and die with regret.

……

There is always a time when the beautiful scenery is enough, and the knight thinks that there are several doubtful points here.

Except for the dust caused by Wojin's smashed door, there is no dust at all here. Also, although the man's skin is pale, it still maintains a tight appearance, and his eyes are far better than the ruby ​​crown on his head. It seems to be able to see through people's hearts, watching the people who come in brightly and intently, as if time has stopped in this room.

But the skeleton at the man's feet is reminding people that at least one guy's time is passing, and even now, only bones are left.

"Shh~" A man dressed like an Egyptian pharaoh in a strange hat and cloak whistled and broke the silence. He stroked his chin and looked at the scene for a while and said with emotion, "So the end of this tomb is hidden Is it a bunch of treasures and a pretty boy?"

"Hey, Finx, you don't understand. These two must be seen together. The treasure hidden in the tomb should be a complete picture. Together, it is a beautiful work of art. Artwork you Get it!" The black-haired man with a mustache and a samurai-like look taunted Finks with a Japanese sword at his waist.

"I, of course I know! A work of art!"

The chivalrous man covered his face at the side, and he didn't know whether to tell them that the word "work of art" was not used in this way, or to make it clear that this was not a "grave" but a "relic".

...Forget it, the meaning is the same anyway.He gave up on explaining.

Then a black-haired girl raised her other hand while holding a strange vacuum cleaner with a tongue, and asked like a well-behaved middle school student: "Do you need a small drop to suck him in with the treasure? Will it? It will damage the artwork." There was also a feeling of pity in the words.

"Uh, I think—" The hesitant knight was still about to explain a few words to the innocent and lovely Xiaodi alone, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man standing behind him, covering his lips and meditating .

He walked a few steps forward to a place a few steps away from the throne, and gave a gentle gentleman's salute to the man who didn't even have a breath of life, who was indeed like a part of a treasure, and asked in a gentle manner: "Hello, I It's Kuroro. Excuse me, do I have the honor to know you?" The deep black eyes stared at something tightly.

At this moment, the man who was as stable as a rock like a dead thing really blinked under the curious and vigilant eyes of everyone, indicating the fact that he was alive, and opened his mouth——

"No."

The author has something to say: Hunter!hunter!hunter!The original work is currently being serialized again!

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Let’s explain the setting of the previous chapter here. The second setting that is most commonly used among swordsmen is adopted——

The short knives that are carried in the arms and placed under the pillow every day are old drivers. In contrast, the big knives that are respectfully enshrined in the shrine are very pure.

Therefore, those few glib knives, such as a certain wakizashi and a certain swordsman, um~ they are really just gibberish~

(ps. Unless there is a very small probability of a special event, Jiajia will not drive without a driver's license. Once the description below the neck will trigger the emergency brake device, please fasten your seat belts and be careful not to be thrown away ww)

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This time the world is a hunter, my heart is good~

Because I wanted to write about hunters, I went to make up for the update of the Dark Continent chapter, and only then did I realize... Wooah, my knight! ! !

He was my favorite character when hunter fans were all the rage!Woo, without spoilers, I just want to say a thought: Weeping and fainting in the toilet.