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The hands overlap. Squeeze and squeeze the two frantic opposites together.

It'sound.

And

"Devastation."

Very, slightly. Open the door.

The reaction was quick.

Ooddda! Ooddda! "Cha-kh-kh-kh-kh!"

The vision is fading with terrible pain.

The skin is crushed and peeled with a gruesome sound of broken bones.

Seed haircut.

an extreme archaic period that is never familiar with.

On the threshold of death, the body began to struggle like crazy.

Please get hit.

The half you felt when you combined magi and sexuality.

the rutting force

Not long ago, I realized that it was similar to the use of deletions.

'Oh, my God!' he twisted his body. In fact, deforestation cannot be seen as 'technology'.

Simply put, it's a failure.

No positive effects, no destructive, no perfection.

It's just a failed skill. The reason why he used deletions when he increased his horse's control was simply because de-degeneration is such an idiotic technology that it drives the user to the brink of death.

In comparison, the act of an idiot who chews the poison raw to increase the tolerance of the poison.

That's what "deleted."

But.'

Abolition is a failed technique.

To be exact, de-treating itself is not a failed technology, but a technology that has never been successful by rainfall.

"Sigh, ha, ha."

A harsh breath was puked. The horse and horse were seething. At a time when it fluctuates like crazy, it adds strength.

Compared to the nearer infinite magi, the amount of performance is woefully small.

A bucket of water on a huge ocean.

Just a little bit.

But the result from there was more than the rainfall had imagined.

[You have acquired Chaos Width, the lowest level skill of Chaos]

The message pops up. The mouth twisted up. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! The earth chirped and a huge bull galloped.

Two ignorant horns, about the size of a building, aimed at rainfall.

The giant horn was engulfed in a blazing black flame.

"Whew."

Breathe in deeply. He put the grey energy that was created by overlapping his hands into his right fist.

A sense of alienation, which had never been felt before, swept through the whole body.

There is a violent, disorderly, and promiscuous grey air.

Literally chaos.

'I didn't know there was a hell of a vibe to it was.'

A smirk of laughter flows out.

The energy of the combination of strength and magi was pushing each other down as if water had spilled on boiling oil, causing a disturbance.

Well, still.

The rain squinted its eyes. His eyes filled with strange joy. 'This is weirdly stimulating my pride.’

Looking at the gray energy on his right hand, he raised his mouth wide open.

Manipulating the frantic energy as if it would explode at any moment.

It's very familiar. I've been through this to the point of exhaustion. These are things that I've been doing for a long time, ten thousand years, without a break.

Kigg! "Woof, brother!" "Ah! Go, Kangwoo!" "King!"

Kim Si-hoon, Halkion, and Balok's Shout

I heard it.

Focus.

Ignore it.

Take a deep breath and lower your posture.

Pull your right fist back with gray energy.

Just slightly twisting the posture doubled the burden on the whole body. 'Here.'

Boom!

tread roughly at an advance

In terms of martial arts, the poor performance of the river can be a blow to the position of a warrior.

"Breaking the Sky."

Stretch your left foot, twist your back.

He threw his right fist forward as hard as he could. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" the overwhelming impression of a huge mountain.

The king of man-sized beasts,

The devil's king, who was less than two meters old, clashed.

!!!

The sound disappears. The ground collapses hundreds of meters deep and the atmosphere is boiling like crazy.

The terrible anti-elastic force bounced the rain's body like a shell.

"Gasp!"

Tudu, tudu, tudu, tudu!

It was thrown back, leaving a deep scar.

"Brother!"

Kim Si-hoon rushed to catch the body of the rain that was bouncing off.

The bodies of the two overlap.

"Good."

Rain curled up with his right arm in his hand.

It's cold.

His right arm, which had a grey air, was shattered without leaving a trace.

instinctively using the power of regeneration

"Jeez, Lal." The wound won't regenerate. The rain soon wobbled loudly as it tried to lift itself up by chewing its lips. "Okay, are you all right, brother?"

Kim Si-hoon shouted, adding strength to his arms he hugged.

The right arm wasn't the only hurt from the rain.

Bechimos' horns were embedded in his chest.

Kim Si-hoon urgently grabs the horn piece.

I got it.

Black blood spilled like a fountain.

Boom!

Kim Si-hoon tore his clothes without hesitation.

He covered the wounds of the rain and pressured them. "Sigh, ha."

When a piece of horn stuck in the chest was pulled out, the power of regeneration worked again.

The right arm, which had exploded, began to regenerate rapidly.

However, the deep scars on the chest were not yet regenerated.

"Cough, cough!"

"Brother!"

He vomits black blood.

The rain rose under the auspices of Kim Si-hoon.

Rain wasn't the only one who was hurt badly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Bechimos struggled, twisting his huge body.

Bechimos' left horn was horribly crushed.

Rain looked down at his normally regenerated fist as if he was surprised.

"I never thought I'd break a horn.'

I've heard enough of the countless legends about Bechimos about his horns.

It is said that even gods can be killed.

A giant horn that had not been scratched for a long time has been smashed.

"LOL! LOL!"

Bechimos has experienced it.

He twisted his body like he was suffering from terrible pain and scratched the remaining right horn on the floor.

The ground was dug as if it were digging with a giant excavator.

The eyes of the rain glistened.

'It's an opportunity.

I thought I could kill Bechimos if I hit him a little harder here. "Your retreat has been secured, my lord!"

"Mr. Kangwoo! The cracks are narrowing! Come on over here!"

Then, there was a cry from Balok and Han Seol-ah.

The look of the rain was distorted.

Damn it.

There wasn't much time. No, it's not just time-consuming.

"Seola! Your tongue, your brother's wound..."

Bechimos' horned chest.

Black blood gushes from deep wounds that cannot be recovered by the power of regeneration.

The wound is too bad. Bechimos is not the only one who was fatally wounded.

In order to catch Bechimos now, he had to use "confusion width" once again, and it was highly likely that he would not be able to control his energy if he did it in this physical condition. "Let's run, let's go."

He trampled on his intense desire to eat Bechimos.

It was wise to run away here. "Kulk! Kkurk, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh He vomited black blood once again.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

But I couldn't afford to care about him.

"Si-hoon! Bring Kang-woo and come here!"

Han Seol-ah, who saw the wounds of the rain, shouted with a pale look.

Kim Si-hoon nodded.

"Hold on tight, brother."

Kim Si-hoon offered Kang Woo's back and put his hand between his knees to lift him up.

a man often referred to as a princess hug.

Kim Si-hoon, who hugged the rain, used the Chunryong New Method to the extreme.

It was then.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Trembling. The ground cracked ground.

At the same time, Bechimos, struggling, fired a black flame toward this side.

I could feel the terrible heat chasing me. 'I have to run away."

If you get hit by that flame here, the rainfall will die. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Kim ran on the ground that was collapsing.

The land that will crumble apart from now on.

Behind the scenes was a terrible flame launched by Bechimos.

Damn it!

Kim Si-hoon rubbed his lips with a nervous expression.

I wanted to make a stepping stone using this sword, but now I don't even have a weapon to use.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Oh, my God!

"Mr. Kangwoo!"

Then, in the end, there was nothing more to step on.

gravitationally driven down the body

"Oh, shit, shit, shit!"

Kim Si-hoon spat out harsh words. Here

So vainly,

It couldn't be over. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

exclaim with a fit

'Without weapons.’

We can make weapons. It moves the air.

Sword in form.

The shape of the sword, which was created in a hurry, and its power was unstable.

It doesn't matter. What we need now is not a weapon, but a stepping stone to step on.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He steps on the sword made in the air and flies up.

On the surface, he seems to be racing through the air.

a band ring

[The rate of assimilation with the Emperor rose from 51.2 percent to 60.8 percent!] [The achievement of the new Chun-ryong Act is increasing!] [You have acquired a blank reply!]

[Foundation of an intangible sword!]

A message pops up before my eyes.

There was no time to care about him.

"Hurry up!!"

The purple cracks are getting narrower. Now, it's about 3 meters.

The party members stood in front of the narrowing crack, looking nervously at this side. "Everyone, go in first!!"

shouted Kim Si-hoon.

The entrance is narrowing as it is now, and it is foolish to gather and wait.

"...I beg of the king, man."

Balock closed his eyes and threw himself into the crack.

Others looked back nervously and went inside the crack.

'Sigh, ha!' Kim Si-hoon breathed out a heavy breath. The size of the crack is now 2 meters.

'You can do it.

1 meter 80 centimeters.

'A little more.'

1 meter and 50 centimeters.

A little faster!

1 meter and 11 centimeters.

"Oh, my God!

Inside the narrow crack, Kim threw himself.

Kim Si-hoon's body in the rain fell into the crack,

Phew.

The crack has closed.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The gray sky, the desolate world of dry earth, was collapsing.

[Satellite World, the end of the Shade has begun.]

"Hmm."

In a crumbling world, a low voice came out.

"I can't believe I'm destroying Bechimos' horns. Oh, he's definitely someone you can't measure."

an old rag of lobes

a curved waist

The existence of a cane with black light flowing out walked slowly through the world.

Tuck, tuck.

Walking leisurely on the frantic earth, he soon stopped at one place.

It was the place where the rainfall vomited black blood.

"Hooray."

The eyes in the old robe sparkle.

"Hahaha! Oh, my God, you're the Devil, but... You're amazing, too.

It is."

He knelt on one knee and touched the black blood poured out by the rain.

a badly melted magma crystalline I grabbed a black jewel about the size of my fingernail. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I, I... "You don't have to tell me who you are."

an unpleasant giggle, scratching of iron

A sound came out. "Nice to see you again, Mr. Satan."