Survival: King Picking Game

It has long, tattered black wings, a ferocious beast-like face, and thin, overlong limbs.

Kneel there respectfully.

Chapter 759 Miss Dunzi Found a New Rival

The huge protruding eyeballs of the Grim Reaper looked pale and terrifying. ∞Miscellaneous Journals ∞

Strange limbs, thin shape, jagged skin, and the whole body is as black as night.

The long sharp claws hang down to the knees, and the appearance of the Grim Reaper is like a hideous monster that only appears in nightmares.

But at this moment, the eyes of this inhuman monster looking at the girl are filled with awe and fanatical admiration.

Enoshima Dunko stood up from the seat, crossed his slender waist, and looked at the Death God Realm who had folded his wings obediently and pressed them tightly to his body, with his strange face almost touching the ground.

But this performance did not have the slightest effect.

The girl raised her boots and kicked Death's face fiercely, knocking him to the ground.

The Grim Reaper, who didn't dare to resist, or even dare to make a defense, looked unlucky that his spine was almost broken by being kicked.

"Okay, you go and teach me well, that woman who uses a lot of 'disaster' and 'bad luck' in the teaching building."

A cruel and ruthless smile appeared on the corner of Enoshima Junko's mouth.

"That kind of jerky and rough technique is really hard to watch."

"Yes... I understand!"

Reaper's body tilted by being kicked, and after turning around on the ground "gurgling", he quickly turned over and jumped up.

Enoshima Dunko then kicked Shinigami in the face again—this time even more forcefully, directly kicking him against the wall—and then she turned around and continued admiring the scene in Chengxue Garden. Chaotic and bad scene.

... As for the god of death, who is a fanatic, he was kicked even though he had done nothing. Of course, he himself didn't know the reason.

However, even if there is no reason, he has no intention of asking.

Losing reason and sanity, acting fanatically and recklessly with only the will of others.

...For example, this time, the poor unlucky guy is not going to continue to get up, but wants to crawl out like a wild dog.

--"Wait a moment."

As a result, Enoshima Dunko spoke again at this moment.

The god of death's movements also stopped immediately.

"Well……"

The girl stroked her fair and clean chin, not knowing when she changed into the shape of single ponytail glasses.

"She seems to be muttering something to herself...it seems to be someone's name?"

——The dark red-haired girl shown on the monitor, although she looks completely manipulated by the cold, machine-like will to kill, it can be seen from the occasional trace of pain and struggle in her eyes , In this young girl's body, the will that originally belonged to normal human beings has not been completely wiped out.

Still trying to resist the invasion of external spiritual forces.

Of course, Enoshima Dunko didn't care about this in the first place.

However, the involuntary muttering in the other party's mouth caught her attention who was particularly keen in a certain aspect.

Although... with the weak resistance of human will, she can only repeat the same short sentence, unable to form a real language.

And there is no doubt that the name that appeared at this moment must be the girl's spirit that is about to completely dissipate, deep in her heart - the most trustworthy and dependable, and even the object of longing and admiration.

Therefore, at the last moment of life, I instinctively think of the other party.

The lip-speaking answer is...

……

"..."

For some reason, Enoshima Dunko showed a strange "gnashing teeth" expression on his pretty face.

"My lord... a new rival in love? He really is a nuisance."

... The subtle thing is, probably only at this time, she will be more like an ordinary girl.

For anyone else, whether Enoshima Junko's words and deeds are disguised, acted, or schizophrenic, it is probably impossible to know.

This expression only appeared for a moment, and soon, Miss Dunzi thought of another idea...

Girls have jumping imagination and excellent action, and have a genius brain that can perfectly reproduce them in reality.

Therefore, any situation that seems crazy to others is as normal to her as eating and drinking.

"Hehehe... just do it!"

"Miss Mikasa...!"

Saeko Busujima's worried and alert voice came from beside her.

"I've noticed."

Mikasa Ackerman said in a cold and calm voice without looking sideways.

Her slender hand was already quietly pressing on the handle of the knife at her waist.