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The strength of the Legion's god increases as the Legion's size expands. For gods seeking to expand their own power, the nature of the Legion's god was overwhelming enough to feel cowardly. However, there is a flip side to that power.

Just as the god of an army is not a colony, but a single person, the directionality of the god of an army is also toward one that is completed.

“Rrrrghhh!”

“Kuhak!”

At the time Kenato and Pyra started fighting Jung Siu and Kana, respectively, the militaries they led also fought with the resistance groups. Of course, the God of Legions and the God of Flame did not gather the perfect meaning together, but was in the form of a turret.

However, some of the members of the Legion's divine forces were pierced by the hundreds of trunks of trees planted by Kenato and making them Manawa's records.

“Robbery...? ”

“No, it's not that high. I tied them all up with the power of the Legion's god. So maybe the strength of the Legion's god...... ”

It may be the ability to aim to bind multiple forces together from the beginning.

When you think about the fusion of the Red Tibet horde, it's really quite simple. However, convincing principles and understanding them are separate problems.

“What does that disgusting bastard think of his colleague's life...? ”

[Cough... ugh.]

At that moment, Kenato, who had finally absorbed enough power to be satisfied, woke up. The number of tree trunks was growing, but it only extended toward the forces that it led, not toward Jung Shiwoo.

Just as trees take root on the earth and absorb nutrients, Kenato's body swells, taking everything from them.

Unlike the red Tibade, which had always maintained its Teddy Bear shape, he was finally completely rid of man and transforming into what appeared to be the middle of a human and a tree.

[This... is the power of Dussene, the God of the Legion.]]

“Oh, right. That's the worst.”

After a long time behind Kenato, Seria Wilson resisted Luis' power until the very last moment. Caina, on the other hand, gave up my life and became Setnaked's slave and did not lose affection for her brother.

But what the hell is that guy over there, rummaging through my body? I take the lives of my colleagues who once shared my will, praising the name of God who made him so, and what does he live for now?

[Come on, child...... I'll engrave the greatness of God on you.]

“At least I've got more hits. ”

Jung Si-woo picked up the hammer again. The creature continues without stopping the carnivore, but now it's not hard to move. Kenato, whose original weapon was dozens of layers of tree trunks, was named after a giant club, swung it towards Jung Si-woo.

[Die!]

“Ts.”

An attack from a beast that cannot be resisted instead of sharpness cannot be received head-on. Just on two fronts of speed and strength, it was no exaggeration to say that his blow had reached the pole.

However, Jung Si-woo's favorite thing was to resist the irresistible force.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

“What if you are ignorantly confronted with it! ”

“Shhhhh.”

His attack was heavy and firm. The knee of Jung Shiwoo snapped! However, Jung Si-woo did not back down.

His teeth are bitten, and the hammer's bones hurt hard enough to resist excessive force, but he managed to hold on to it somehow.

“I can't be pushed by this guy. ”

Yes. Surprisingly, for no great reason, it was simply stubborn.

“Oh, you idiot……. ”

Although it seemed like a good head, Su Arryn desperately healed his fatal wounds, despite Jung Siu not wearing them at all at the crucial moment.

[Umm...?]

It wasn't until then that Kenato could barely find hidden Suarins in his arms, but now he has not utilized the information that would have been useful if it had still been in human form.

[Die together!]

Just raise your other arm, try to squeeze the kid who's standing up to him with more strength!

“Heck!”

Jung Si-woo somehow stood there and triggered the option of the hammer, Poison Salt. The flame of venom burns fiercely over his sheep's fists!

However, Kenato, who had the essence of God in one body, was able to resist the flames, even though it was shaped like a tree. B + rank is not enough for spark. By the way, using a rank A's Heilang, it was less effective than a flame.

[You want to burn me with fire...?]

“Ha!”

Jung Si-woo couldn't take the weight he was pressing down anymore, so he stepped back a little bit, and as soon as his arms recovered, he charged back at him.

Thousands of tree trunks emanating from his body twist and twist in the air, tens of layers, one by one, into a huge club and fall down toward him. Jung Siwoo activated the sense of the dragon and rode the uncovered path in countless overlapping trajectories.

“Fuck you!”

[Khhh!]

Finally, the hammer strikes his torso. However, shockingly, his torso did not shut off. Rather, a razor-sharp tree trunk sprayed from the strike site suddenly penetrated Jung Siu's abdomen.

[Corrosion Resistance Lv7.]

“Brother!"

“Phew... It's okay! ”

It's not surprising to see a ship once or twice at a time when it's over a year and a half from becoming a player.

He landed, avoiding the flying trunks, blocking his sight from all sides, blocking his abdomen with one hand. Suarin was desperately able to recover from several healing spells at once.

“Healing magic doesn't work like this...! ”

“But you can. You're the only one. ”

“You idiot! ”

[You….]

However, at the end of the workshop that seemed unilateral, what surprised me more was Kenato.

[I tried to inject the power of God directly into the body.]

“Oh, that doesn't work on me. Not like you. ”

[What……? You arrogant bastard!]

Kenato was even more frenzied shortly after he was shocked. However, Jung Siwoo, along with dozens of giant tree trunks, briefly withdrew from the aggression of Kenato by swinging the weapon in his arms.

“It'll be hard if we don't use force. ”

“That conclusion seems to have been coming out from the beginning! ”

“Even if I use super-strength, I don't think I'll be able to take a fatal hit without charging strike. ”

The moment of battle is the time to explore the enemy. Although it was difficult to analyze the details with so many mannas mixed into his body, the dragon's sense was able to somehow determine the objective power difference between him and Zhongxiu.

“I just didn't want to lose. ”

“The problem...... is that Charge Strike is not a technique you can use in the face of a shooting force like that. ”

It's like watching a monster in a comic book. Basically, the level and magical strength are higher than this, and they are even more resilient. Forces situations that cannot be won without a dramatic base.

“But I knew the solution. Wrong order.”

[Hrrrghhhhh!]

He boldly said, avoiding them all, while countless attacks with the power to end his life with a single glance.

“It would have been easier if you'd finished the servant of the god of flames first. ”

If I had added the power of his flame to the hammer, I would have had the power to burn him down with ease. At least it would have been easier to finish the battle than it is now.

But... Jung Si-woo saw Kena battling Pyra on the other side of the battlefield. The same is true of the fever. Kana smiles brightly, revealing his teeth, glowing in his half-melted helmet. The battle seemed pleasant.

“I don't want to interrupt a good fight. ”

“Now! To interrupt! Let's go!”

“And there's one card over here. ”

He sighed loudly, muttering, holding the hammer firmly again, and naturally teased one foot forward, avoiding exactly 19 wooden pickaxes.

It was the most dramatic space he could create, while simultaneously selecting the point of attack where he could swing a hammer to do the most damage to his enemies.

“…… let's do it. ”

And then it triggered super-strength.

Charge strike was then cast and shouted.

“Serra, now! ”

“Heo-heo-heh-heh!”

There was a flash.

[Hehe!?]

Thought he'd grown up, but it was a big hit. An attack aimed at Jung Si-woo who stopped in his place for a very short while casting a Charge Strike. They were all blown away by the fierce dash of the dragon-king who came out of hiding!

[That rascal...!]

“Ha!”

When Kenato swings a giant club to punish those involved in the battle, his butterfly wings are dazzling with Mana. At a 90-degree angle, Yong-saeng springs up into the sky, putting all the Mana in his spear and descending like a shot again.

“Ahhhh!”

[Die!]

Players with wings cannot all gain the same speed as Yongseongha.

It was the speed he gained from obsessing over his tenure as an assailant. A straight-line charge that presses enemies without hesitation, without faltering, and without hesitation.

[Dare!]

“Heck!”

Although it lacks very little firepower to defeat him frontally, it has the strength to stop him at all costs.

Lance, who collided with his club, did his part halfway through it and was devastated. He threw up his blood and bounced out of the air, unable to overcome the shock.

“I knew it...... Excellent, Yong-sae. ”

Even though Jung Si-woo helped control the external Mana, the perfect hideout that Kenato didn't notice until the end, and a straight line of assault that was intense enough to be engraved on the brain. In harmony, the two put pressure on Kenato.

As a result, he forgot the existence of Jung Si-woo even for a short time.

[Nothing, he dares to disturb me... ….]

“Remember the name 'Be merciful'. ”

A giant hammer appeared in the air. As soon as Kenato realized that, Hammer Head, who captured all the Mana gathering on the battlefield at the end, vomited an unusual light.

“The name of the man who helped you to die. ”

The gap created by Yongseongha who faithfully fulfilled Jung Siu's command.

[Cough……]

“Charge strike! ”

An incomplete blow strikes Kenato's entire body.