365 I don't understand (1)

Boom! He hits the air like an explosion. The body using the power of the perforation is shot at a speed that exceeds the speed of sound.

A terrible wind swept through the body, burning hot around it with frictional heat.

Even though it was flying at a dazzling speed, it was not easy to reach the northernmost part of the continent. 'It's farther than I thought.'

The rain was tightlipped. Did Uriel fly this long distance with his broken body?

To tell you to run away, to say that one word.

There was a casual laugh.

A stupid little boy.’

Uriel is a puppet who is fooled by him.

It was pitifully miserable to see a puppet who knew nothing risking his life to tell him the danger.

Stupid, lacking.

I felt so.

I feel angry for some reason. Was it because Uriel's behavior felt pathetic, foolish and unrequited?

It was unknown.

You don't have to know.

Coooooooong!

I kicked my foot again.

As I pulled up magi with all my might, black light cut through the air as if a meteor fell from the sky.

There was an endless stretch of rugged mountain ranges that seemed impossible for humans to live in.

At the end, there was a blue sea.

On top of the sea, I could see an island floating in the sky.

The island was surrounded by strong flames.

And, "...."

The presence of a person wearing a mask of red devil, turning against a floating island engulfed in flames, stared in the direction of his flight. He came down from the sky and stood before him. There was a stench of twisting nose.

"You are the protector of light." The presence of the red mask burst into a chuckle.

The rain squinted its eyes.

He knows that he belongs to Gaia.

'Then.'

I remembered the message window that appeared when I became the guardian of light.

The story is about people with dignity who recognize themselves as belonging to Gaia.

According to the word, a red mask in front of one's eyes means a person with dignity.

Then it's not difficult to identify the identity of the red mask. "As expected, it was the seat of evil."

This is what we expected from the first time we saw Uriel injured.

There weren't many people who could push the archangel that far.

Considering who could attack Santangelo from the front, the range of expectations becomes narrower. The remains of the mythological era.

beings who have existed before the Great Dynasties, and have far-reaching powers. 'They're a kind of god, too.’

Since you have a personality, you are right to judge that way. 'I don't know how to use force in a normal way.

Gaia and other gods are tied to the constraints of the system and are unable to exert their power properly.

But they were different.

Despite his prestige, he did not appear to be under any restrictions.

Anyway."

That's not the time to worry about it.

'Ho. Did you hear that from Gaea?' he stared in amazement at the rain, who had identified himself at once.

He slowly bent down with a giggle.

'I am called the Holy Grail of Pain.' 'What?'

The Holy Grail of Pain?

"I thought it was a castle of filth or something because it smelled like poozy vomit."

I can't believe you're wrong here.

Wait a minute.

"So you just smelled like this because you didn't wash?"

You bastard. You have no conscience. "Wash up, son. What makes your body smell like this?"

He stared at Kang Woo as if the seat of pain was ridiculous.

"...I was wondering what he was like to be the guardian of light, and he was a little short of brains."

"Mojo is your conscience, no, but what's this smell?"

Tell me the truth, son.

"Did you poo or not? No, wait a minute. You're not... "

a horrible imagination in one's head

I tremble with a shudder.

"Is it cheap, as it is?""

"Oh, shit! I knew it! Hey, this is a deep-seated bird."

Before the words continued, the Holy See of Pain reached out.

a black wedge shaped like a giant nail.

somebody jumped up from the floor

In a blink of an eye, a black wedge fills the surrounding ground.

Rain lightly kicked his feet and floated up.

The towering wedge stretched after him.

He made a shield that shone golden. A wedge hit the shield.

Wha-ang! The golden shield was torn to shredsplit! A wedge that hasn't lost its momentum is shielded.

He aimed for the body.

The rain twisted its body like stepping in the air to avoid a wedge.

As expected, it is hard to prevent a sacred attack head-on.

Hitting magi as much as possible can be prevented, but it is too inefficient.

It is like blocking a hot skewer with thick steely.

There's definitely no God and there's a big difference.’

The only thing that can be pushed out by the confrontation with the divinity is chaos. 'But.'

In other words, as long as you don't fight for power, it's worth trying.

The rain continued to travel short distances in succession, using the power of flashing.

His body appeared from all sides and disappeared as if he had used a different technique.

And. "Gayball."

flashing directly behind the seat of suffering

The rain stretched its right hand downward.

The key to Mahae in the middle part changed into a dark red window.

I grabbed the key to Maha and threw it forward without hesitation.

Kagagagang!! The attack is blocked in the shroud of the god.

Flames sparkle and the keys to Maha are pushed back.

"Oh, my God!

the seat of pain turned her head away

I don't think he responded to the attack and stopped it.

'Then.'

The rain lowered itself low.

the power of continuous flashing in accordance with the movement of the seat of pain that spins back.

used of

Kkagagang! Kkagagangangang!

Like drilling through hard ice, they threw spears at the same spot in a row. "Gunggnil."

He overlapped another power.

The black and red window grew even bigger.

There

"The Power of Fire."

He added to the power of the great air. A bright yellow flame formed at the end of the window. The terrible heat melted the earth and caused lava to flow.

As it is

I'm going to stab you.

Flaming!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The back of the Goto's constellation was pierced.

He crouched with a scream.

The rain once again pushed the window back and prepared to let it go.

He held the spear with both hands and stepped on the steps, bending his body.

It was then.

"Laugh out loud!"

A piercing roar came from the mouth of the Goto's seat.

with an eerie sensation in one's spine.

He kicked back and threw the window forward.

Prick!

Black wedges sprang up from the back of the seat of pain.

The hedgehog looks like a thorn.

Soon the black wedges that rose behind him spread in the shape of a fan.

The windows and wedges thrown by the rain were entangled in the air.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaa! Fragments of the smashed wedge penetrated the body.

"Cough!"

Blood poured out of my mouth.

There were holes all over the body as if it had been hit by a grenade.

The power of regeneration was used to widen the distance. "Oh, crazy."

The Saints of Pain looked at the rain with a look of astonishment.

Even under Gaia's authority, human beings.

I didn't expect such a small mortal being pushed away by a worm that doesn't even have the dignity.

If the attack on his back is sacrosanct,

If it contained this, it was a powerful blow that would not be strange to die with one shot.

"It's hard to get a shot," said Kang-woo, who recovered from the wound, spitting out his blood and frowning.

As I felt during the days of Rakiel, it is also not easy to fight against a deified person.

The power of divinity is strong enough to feel unreasonable.

'But.'

The mouth has gone up.

palpitating

My heart beats violently.

Joy, pleasure, and thrill heat up the body.

It's been a long time since I felt this way.

'It's fun.'

I was so happy that I almost went crazy. How long has it been since you met an enemy who could fight with him?

How long has it been since you met an enemy who wiggles when trampled on you?

Did you have it?'

I don't think it's been there since I regained my strength.

Although there was only Rakiel, he was beaten up by Gaia before he could get excited and not even fight properly.

'Oh, there was Bechimos.

However, it is the same that even he failed to fight properly.

The devil's instincts burn up.

Fight the game, shoot it, stamp it, trample it, pop it.

To win, to win, to win. The intense desire to chew blood and flesh is wriggling.

"I should wash up before I eat."

Laughing and pulling up maggie. As the constellations consider themselves guardians of light, they did not forget to change the color of magi to gold.

Perhaps it seems to them that there is a flow of divine power mixed with mana and sex.

"Does a mortal dare..."

The expression of the Saints of Pain was distorted. God's puppet, at least.

Wretchedly crawling on the floor, the humble ones who should praise God are putting their teeth in.

There was a slight difference, but he was also a deified "god."

There is no choice but to be full of energy in the current situation. "Hahaha! Interesting! It's so much fun!"

The seat of pain burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

He slowly raised his hand. The more the puppet of Gaea trembled, the more joy he was filled.

"You said you were the guardian of light."

It didn't feel right for such a name, but it doesn't matter.

Now that the constellation of nightmare says so, it's clear that he's the guardian of light.

"Feel clear, Gaia's puppet."

"What do you feel, son?" You're the only one who makes me feel,

The seat of pain, which had been distorted for a while, soon opened its arms wide.

He no longer cared about that deranged guardian and exercised his power.

The power that allowed him to stand on the throne of suffering.

"Gaia's puppet! This is what..."

Put your hands together from side to side.

manifest one's power by the power of divinity He 'connected' his senses with his impertinent human sense.

"It's a pain!"

Boom boom! Boom boom!

Along with him came the sound of bone cracking from the seat of pain.

The pain of crushing the flesh, breaking the bones, and twisting every nerve.

The terrible pain that even the eight-winged archangel, who dare to be mortal, collapsed in tears!

The Saints of Pain delivered their pain to the rainfall through 'self-inflicted'. "Hahahahaha!" a jubilant laugh burst out of the seat of pain.

Laughter did not stop at the thought of watching a humble human being who dared to tremble in front of God and struggle in pain.

The lower half of his body is relaxed and he is crawling on the floor with a poo.

That was the words of the mortal facing the Holy Grail of suffering.

"Feel the pain! Feel the despair of broken bones, torn flesh, and burning blood vessels!"

the extreme pain that life dares not bear

The only one who could laugh in front of the pain was the seat of pain.

There has never been a time when he has crossed countless battlefields and has struggled in his pain.

"Do you feel it? The pain is the curse of life! The sin of living..."

Oh, my God!

In the face of the pain of exploding the mine, the fist of the rainfall was roughly thrust out.

The mask of the Red Devils was smashed and the body of the Saints of Pain rolled behind the cave.

"You're so loud, you son of a gun."

Rain frowned as he shook off the blood of the pain in his fist.

I look down at the Holy See of Pain, as if I don't understand it.

Bones broken, flesh crushed, blood vessels burning.

What's the point of all this shit?'

I don't understand.