Chapter 362: Crush the Mechanical and Grotesque Puppets! 3
The Reincarnated Extra
Crush the Mechanical and Grotesque Puppets! 3
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(I donât⦠I donât get itâ¦)
Emi, with her usual expressionless face, but feeling dissatisfied deep down, grumbled.
âPipiii! Pipipipi!â
âââPipipipiiiiã¼ã¼ã¼!âââ
The full-body armored soldiers rushed towards her, but she glanced at them nonchalantly.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
She casually swung her ãBlack Armsã, which she had grown from her shoulders, in a horizontal sweep.
âPiâ
âPipiâ
ââPipipiiââ
The full-body armored soldiers couldnât even resist the speed of that giant whip-like attack, their bodies struck and blown away.
It was a blow that would have shattered the body of an ordinary human, leading to death.
However.
âPi⦠pipiâ¦â
âKyururururuâ¦â
These guys are abnormally tough.
Even if she properly knocks them down, theyâd get back up again and again, their armor dented and mangled, but seemingly without feeling any pain.
âHaaâ¦â
Seeing this scene, which had already been repeated several times, Emi sighed.
âIâm tiredâ¦â
She finally voiced her exhaustion.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yes, sheâs tired.
She was supposed to just take some flowers to a hill on the outskirts of the city to fulfill the wish of an old woman she was indebted to.
Thatâs all she had to do.
But somehow, she ended up in a series of battles.
The Demon Lordâs army, a cult.
And now, these mysterious full-body armored soldiers.
She took a nap and her injuries healed to some extent, but she hasnât fully recovered from her fatigue.
How on earth had it come to this?
She doesnât understand at all.
Extra-sama, her mind roommate, said that in an exasperated tone.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
Emi had nothing to say to that.
âPipipipiiiiã¼ã¼ã¼!â
While punching away another full-body armored soldier that attacked, Emi looked around.
Lying around were Kingdom soldiers, barely clinging to life.
And behind her, the good-for-nothing man she had just barely saved, was trembling, shielding the female soldier.
(â¦I donât want to.)
Here, Emi unclenched her fist, stretching her fingers.
And from her fingertips, she extended blades of mana, invisible to ordinary humans.
ãGreat Mantisã.
âââPipipipiiiiã¼ã¼ã¼!âââ
Emi, dancing gracefully, sliced at the attacking full-body armored soldiers with her ãGreat Mantisã!
Its sharpness is exceptional!
BACHII!
With that sound, sparks scattering, the full-body armored soldiers were sliced in two, top and bottom, and stopped moving.
âGrandma lived in this town.â
Perhaps finally wary of Emi, the full-body armored soldiers, surrounding her, no longer carelessly approached.
âThis is a place of memories.â
Emi muttered.
Her eyes, ignited with fighting spirit.
Fwoosh!
And with a powerful burst, jet-black haze erupted from her entire body!
Sensing that fighting spirit and killing intent welling up from Emiâs soul once again, Extra-sama sighed and gave up on escaping.
Told that, Emi looked down at the full-body armored soldier lying on the ground, sliced in two.
It was cleanly bisected, upper and lower body⦠For an ordinary human, blood or whatever should be overflowing from that cross-section, with flesh and bones exposed.
But that wasnât the case with these guys.
Whatâs visible in their cross-section is not flesh and bone, but wires and cables.
Whatâs scattered around is not flesh and blood, but some kind of metal parts.
And also.
Crackle, crackle!
Occasionally, with such sounds, electric currents ran through, and sparks scattered from their cross-section.
In other words, these guys.
As she thought for a moment when she crushed one before.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦Machines?â
âHey, hey, heeeeeyyyy!?â
At that moment.
Interrupting Emi and Extra-samaâs conversation, pushing through the full-body armored soldiers⦠a single man appeared.
Itâs a man with his entire face painted white, except for sloppily applied lipstick and purple eyeliner.
His hair is tied up in two buns on both sides of his head, and heâs wearing baggy clothes with excessive decorations.
âYou, you, youuuu! Suddenly appearing, what are you doingggg!? Please donât interfereeee!â
That man⦠Chubos the jester, making strange movements, shouted in a ridiculous voice.