FFF-Class Trashero - Chapter 398

[29th] In the name of friendship!

A god eats popcorn

Some superstition asks for me too

A Laid-Back Gentile Wants to Find the Right Place

A god extends the mat

No, these are...?

T r a n sla te d by jp ｍ t l.com I'm sick and tired of my spine, and some gods are eating popcorn and watching.

I wanted to get rid of him right away, but my current situation was not so good.

“That's a lot. ”

Did the righteous GGG warrior have such poor imagination?

I was ashamed of my uncomfortable attitude, which I had only anticipated for thousands.

Huh! Is this the cosmic scale...

“Don't worry. You will not be ignored and occupied by the Fantasy Planet. Regardless of the outcome of the battle, we guarantee the safety of your family. ”

“Quite a gentleman. ” Tra n s lated b y jpｍ t l .ｃom

“What a strange thing to say. Molasses and Molasses are not as evil as you. ”

“Huh?"

What is this fresh shit?

There is no god more righteous than me in this universe.

“Explain kindly to those of you who don't accept. You killed Principal Parmael, robbed the Fantasy Academy, and irresponsibly destroyed the existing contract. ”

“... I see. ”

As soon as I heard Molly's explanation, I understood.

That was my first time, too.

Depending on the position and point of view, 'justice’ has been turned upside down.

A revolutionary army joined by a warrior party is a hero to some, but to others a nuisance mass that disturbs society.

What about me?

There was a good reason.

I've only dealt with Parmael for my freedom, and the Fantasy Education Academy makes my sacrifice the premise.

I have justice, too.

T ra nslated by ｊpｍ tl.c oｍ “Your thinking is the same as that of a selfish, ancient god. Impossible to obtain other than natural creation, the Metal Romanium is essential for the peace of the universe. ”

“Peace of the universe? Hey, cosmic warrior. Don't you want too much from the village? ”

“I'm sorry.”

“Get out of here. ”

Pow!

Although the number of Molandroids is grossly high, the total amount of personality is infinite as well.

Brightness

From now on, my time.

My line of sight of the Molandroid army was wiped clean in one second.

“... you have a sense of resistance. ”

I think I've already analyzed my new personality and applied it to the gas.

Isn't that android too versatile and flexible?

The user optimizes the program for its target and instantly tunes its body as if it were changing clothes.

“You're arrogant. ”

“I urge you to surrender. ”

T r a nsl a t e d b y Jpｍ t l.ｃ o m “Your odds are 0%. ”

“You're a bumpkin. ”

The Moraloid army charged at me without hesitation, even if hundreds of thousands were destroyed in just a second.

Bang.

And it's not my feelings.

There is less and less of the number of molaroids that are eliminated in the new "intensity".

It is said that the more you fight, the better the resistance will increase based on the accumulated data.

“Haha! This is fun! ”

But I don't consider defeat or classics at all.

He wasn't the only one analyzing it.

And I am universally versal and flexible enough to take advantage of this analysis.

Brightness

If deletion is not possible, use other attributes or means.

Glug glug!

Sacrificed millions of Molandroids to bring sunlight to the man who touched me.

Tra n slat e d by Ｊp ｍ tl.co m Chk, chk, chk...

The Molandroids who tried to hack me into pieces were completely destroyed by gravity and hyperthermia.

“Here! What do we do now...”

I stopped the arrogant ambassador and summoned the Molasses into a pile.

Not for attack.

“Commence firing from the ready shooter. ”

It's for defense.

Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam...!

The weapons of the Molaroids supplied by me have been changed from dual swords to rifles.

A gun in fantasy!

They really don't know their manners.

Moraleoyd's persecution did not stop there.

Soldier Molang, veteran of the 174th infantry division, is here. ”

Soldier Molang, faithful member of the 173rd Army artillery division. ”

“Dispatch, 173Corps Air Force Joyful Morang is joining us. ”

“Dispatch, 172 Corps engineers are engaged in a thorough encounter with Private Molang. ”

“Dispatch, 173 squadron shield battalion, this is Corporal Molang. ”

......

I started combining with the bottle.

Contemporary warfare.

In order to do this, I also fought with various strategies.

Black Hole M, Solar M, Erased, Molasses, Time, Space, Glacier, Tidal Wave, Dark Matter, Wave, Lunar New Year...

I also copied the Molaroids and tried some of the techniques I used, but I was stuck in a high-level program firewall and failed.

You mean it's not gonna be easy?

Instead, they mass-produced the headless corpse of Molandroid and used it as a shield replacement.

“Hmm...”

This is gonna be tough.

Although not immediately pushed, the tactics were more monotonous than the molasses, which were fluidly changing.

I think of everything myself.

Unlike those assisted by supercomputers.

There's nothing I can do.

Brightness

I didn't want to copy only life, but the power of state-of-the-art science was so fraudulent that I unsealed it.

Boom!

Race: Chaos Dragon Forever

⁄ Level: 99999

Job: Resident (Body weight = Faith )

Skill: Elurin GGG Matte GGG Large GGG

ReverseGGG Resistant GGG Chaos GGG

Sacred GGG MarginGGG ImmunoGGG

Regeneration GGG exterminationGGG EnhancementGGG

Flight GGG SightGGG EvolveGGG

Young-jae GGG AccelerationGGG decelerationGGG

DarkGGG WhiteGGG...

Status: Bound, Shared, Blessed

My good friend Neubius!

This black dragon is the most powerful creature in all of Fantasy and Festival dimensions.

I gave him a limit that I could accept his abilities arbitrarily, and set him up as a dusk flesh whose only weakness was Noan.

The memories have all been restored.

Raised alive by the first angel Parmael, taken away by her beauty hunter runaway master Erdanti, and has been in a happy slumber for 2000 years with my help!

Now, the final judgment belongs to our dear friend Neubius.

“... Chaooo. ”

He shrugged his eyes at the battlefield, which was a mess, and replied right away.

I'll cooperate.

“Thank you! My comrades! ”

Let's show them our beautiful friendship we've been fighting together since the 2nd round!

With my consent, I will use it as much as I want without thanks.

Brightness

In the blink of an eye, complete the 200,000 Brainvius Squad!

“Chaooooo!"

“Chaooooooo!"

“Chaoooooo-!"

“In the name of friendship -! ”

Our fight is about to begin!

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Why Neubius?

Even though it was the only ally I trusted, the value ratio worked greatly.

It's not a plus.

Suppose a muscular man and a slender woman wrestle each other.

Both levels and skills are the same and possess a powerful ZZZ.

What if it adds up like a game character?

Men: 3 +200000 = 200003

Women: 2 +200000 = 200002

I can't even fly.

If the two fight, a woman without unnecessary muscles would be much more advantageous because of flexibility.

But what about reality?

Multiplication.

Men: 3 * 200000 = 60000

Women: 2 * 200000 = 40000

This formula applies equally to not only gender, but also race, weight, body type, intelligence, spine, and pelvis.

In other words, to maximize the efficiency of my abilities, this individual value must be inherently high.

“Choooo!"

“The defense line is crumbling. Support-”

“Chooooo...! ”

“Change tactics immediately. ”

“Choooo ~? ”

Destruction and death.

Molandroids fight effectively by analyzing enemy thoughts and traits with supercomputers.

Then, his best friend Neubius set fire to it in a rapidly evolving way.

“My friend! Thanks to you, I'm alive!”

“Herdanti, please. ”

“I promise.”

I have taken this battlefield seriously in response to the demands of the only human-shaped Neubius.

This is Operation Chief of the Three Million Neuvibius Force.

Thanks to his stats advice, 200,000 to 3 million and 15 times over!

Race: Chaos Dragon

Level: 3000

Job: Warrior (War Health )

Skill: ElongGGG Large GGG

DisgustingGGG Kill

EvolveGGG

Status: sharing, resonance, coexistence

A diet that reduces unnecessary or inefficient capabilities.

It was no harm to be able to summon more Neubius than that capacity.

Of course.

“Choooo ~? ”

“Chooo ~?! ”

I'm not saying I'm winning.

Phew! Phew! Boom!

Once upon a time, bombings from beyond the walls of the Fantasian Dimension were inevitable.

The only flaw of Divine Intensity.

Only in my realm of fantasia and festival

How can you not do that?

“My little friend. You can't fight forever. Remember, if one of those bombs misses and falls off the planet, there will be a catastrophe. ”

“That's right. ”

A bombardment that kills thousands of Neubius in a single strike.

The common natives of the Panthazia will perish with their souls.

By the way...

An Apostle Wants a Ceasefire

A Grim Reaper Rocks the White Age

An Apostle Calls for a Ceasefire

An Apostle Asks Us to Retreat

Disco, you're not dead?

I thought you'd vanished from the battles between me and Molandroid, but you were still alive.

Moransoft's demands are obvious.

Romantinum.

Fantasy metal I haven't seen in over 200 years.

“... Wait. ”

I've touched that fluffy metal. Several times.

“Little Friend. Did something important come to mind? ”

“Yes. Neubius, do me a favor. ”

“Tell me first. ”

“I have to rush to the planet Fantasia. In the meantime, defend my body against snipers and artillery. ”

“This is too much. Shooting is possible but difficult. ”

“Hmm...”

But we must go and check before it's too late.

What should I do?

“Why don't you buy yourself some time to fit in with the rest of them who want a truce? ”

“Oh! That's nice. ”

I immediately moved on to execution.

Magic System

I summoned the cowardly wife who had been evacuated to the Magic Cube.

Boom!

“Handsome husband! Are you okay?!"

“Yeah. They're starting to want a truce negotiation over there, but I don't want to mix words." So do it for me, but don't jump to conclusions, just buy me some time until I get back. ”

“… Huh? Time?"

“Yes, time. Please.”

“Huh? What?! ”

I immediately regained my senses without listening to the answers of the Socians.

No Credibility.

In order to be invisible to the Molanese, we need to utilize the pile that is already in the fantasy world.

... there's only one.

“Haha…! ”

“Huff! Huff! Ugh!”

“I love you! Hahaha?! ”

“I love you too! ”

50 floors of the Demon King's Tower, completely sealed off from the outside and completely soundproof.

The naked men and women were in a fierce siege.

... a little pissed off.

I was fighting for the peace and freedom of the Fantasy, and this self-immolation was an act of envy.

Strong water.

Made in Earth.

I made a quick synchronization with my youth.

“... Caesar. ”

“Yes? Go ahead. ”

“Caesar.”

“Yes, this is Caesar. Strong water, your own woman. ”

“Thank you so much. ”

“Hmmm? The Demon King's Tower was a bit disappointed as a honeymoon destination, but I'm still happy to be with you. So you should be thankful. ”

“Slurp!”

Let's start protecting the freedom and peace of the fantasy world again tomorrow!

The warrior is on his own today.