Descent of Demon god

It was really strange.

It was as if only the time in that area was going backwards.

"Oh, Lord, you're amazing!"

I looked at the scene where Hubong was dazzled and rewind like a stereoscopic image.

‘Fair enough. ’

This was an ability obtained from one of the Horsemen who had been killed at the headquarters of the group.

Time remind.

It was the ability to remind me again of what happened in a specific location.

This ability to reproduce what had happened in that space in up to 24 hours into stereoscopic imagery belonged to the least usable of the thousand fortunes.

Most of Hagar's henchmen, the traitors of the Maahl, were subordinate Maahs, so their abilities were ambiguous, but I liked this timing.

Shurrr!

The initial price returned to 24 hours before the rebound became intact.

This time, Thousand Yeon spent time quickly turning her hands around.

At some point, someone appeared.

‘Brewery of Life Yogi. ’

In the stereoscopic footage, an old man in white and white, wearing red robes, walked forward with candles.

Hubon pointed to the old man and asked.

“Lord, is this him? ”

“Yes."

The old man standing at the door looks odd.

Then I raise my hand.

Then came the people dressed in white in masks to the front of the house.

In their hands was a uniquely shaped longgun.

Nano, what is this? ’

[This gun is not in the information.]

It was a self-manufactured gun.

The masks in white open the door and go into the candles.

But the candles were empty.

Then a chunky man with sunglasses next to him appeared and said.

[I thought you said you had blood.]

[I did.]

[But the GC000 prototype is missing. Before the collection.]

An abstract man's voice caught wrinkles in the old man's forehead.

The man in the embarrassed sunglasses raised his arms and said in a hurry.

[I didn't mean to make it uncomfortable. I thought, you know, there's no way you're going to miss the GC000 that you've been managing for that long.]

[Hey.]

The old man calls out to him in a loud voice.

The man replied like a vigorous soldier.

[Neneb.]

At that moment, the old man grabbed the neck of a man with overlapping jaws.

[Cough!]

The old man's eyes flush as he grabs his neck and pulls it close.

My eyes were sharpened when I saw it.

‘Those eyes......’

The dark-blooded eyes were like those of bloodshed.

The millennium fell into doubt.

I can't be sure because I don't feel alive or alive just looking at the video, but even the elderly seemed to be a thousand years old.

"Thousand Years Old Raises Thousand Years Old? ’

If it were true, it would have been a clever thing.

The old man opened his mouth.

[Horses should always be hidden.]

[Knuckle, ahh… Got it. Sorry.]

His appearance was clearly different from what he knew.

In the memory of the lifetime, his brewer was a man who spoke kindly and playfully.

However, the pressure was not normal on the video alone.

Tak!

The old man who held his hand said, his eyes turning dark again.

[You said you'd finally found its material, so you don't need the space anymore.]

[Cough... Cough... I still have to retrieve it. If you raised it yourself, it would be more like a time bomb.]

The old man smiled and said.

[Haha, he'd turn a mosquito into a field. You won't get far, so look carefully.]

The man in the sunglasses bites his lip.

I was frustrated, but I said as carefully as I could if the old man was afraid.

[If you don't get the materials, it might be a waste of space, is that okay?]

[Don't try anything. We have a way to avoid the transfer, but why would we risk it?]

[...... Okay. That way you can keep your power intact.]

It was hard to understand what he was talking about when he focused on listening to the conversation.

Wouldn't Heo Bong understand that?

I stared at the video with a blank look and was tilting.

For now, it seemed better to watch the video to the end.

[You don't have to leave this place anymore, so get rid of it all.]

[Yes, sir.]

The old man finally disappeared from the video.

It was a place I had lived with my grandchildren for a long time, and when I told them to get rid of it without foolishness, I couldn't help it.

The old man disappears and the men in white masks carry flamethrowers.

The person in the sunglasses mutters suspiciously.

That old monster lost her? Ridiculous.You let him go because of your long-standing love of horses. Tsk, where's the smoke?]

As annoyed as I was, the man disappeared from the room in the video with an order to burn everything to the people wearing white masks.

"Ah!"

A green circular beam of light was stopped by a thousand joules.

Then I rewind it.

The inside of the sunglasses, which was about to leave the space of the video, stopped.

Whoo-hoo!

When Thousand Yeon opened her fingers to the green circle, his appearance expanded.

His magnified sunglasses had a small logo engraved on them.

[MS]

It was the corporate logo of the MS Group.

It was a thousand years of discovering it in a very short moment.

“Lord! This is the mark of the emes or something." No, these guys aren't stuck anywhere. ”

“Hmm……"

I also stroked my chin with my hands with low groaning to make sure it was full.

I never expected them to be in contact with the breweries of the Buy More.

First, I kept on trying to think that there might be another clue in the video, but after that, there was only a scene where a flamethrower burns the candle.

Their appearance disappears, covered in dirt on the remaining ashes.

"Why is this man associated with the MS group? ’

I didn't know why.

When I listened to the conversation, it seemed to have a purpose.

However, it was hard to understand because it wasn't all expressed in person.

The only word that might be a clue was the GC000 prototype, but we didn't know what the previous English stood for.

‘Prototype. ’

[Means a prototype with only core features prior to commercialization.]

Prototype?

The man in the sunglasses said as if he was dealing with a buying machine.

And what does it mean to take him back?

‘According to my own words and memories, only those who are brewers and their evil uncles should know their existence. Then…’

He was likely to have lived a long time without knowing this.

Is it possible to be fooled for life?

If so, it would have been really scary.

‘...... I feel sorry for him. ’

It might have been a good thing that he died not knowing the truth.

At least I didn't know the back of the brewery.

He said as if he was embarrassed.

“What about the Lord? Shall we search the area? Maybe something else will come out...”

“Wait.”

“Yes?”

She looks at you somewhere, gesturing to raise her hand to be quiet.

His eyes pass through the thick forest like a hawk on a prey, heading somewhere.

* * *

About 400 meters from here.

If you look down, the top of the tree branch is so high that it becomes numb.

Above the wobbly thing, two figures, hidden in the shadows of the forest, bent their knees with their toes, could see that they were masters of great eloquence.

The two young men were looking in the same direction.

The man on the left side of the drawing opens his mouth.

“Evil child, why are there two people in the place you mentioned who don't have the initial price of a super-age and don't know who they are? ”

Surprisingly, they were staring at the distant sky and vanity.

They had excellent eyesight and thick interior air.

An evil spirit with an angled beard shakes his head and replies.

“Jinin Wang. I don't know. Something seems to have happened to the young adult. I can't feel his energy. ”

“Is that the child born to a thousand years old like the choir you mentioned? ”

“That's right.”

“Well, this is embarrassing. ”

Evil spirits apologized to a man with a walking voice called the King Jinn.

“I'm sorry. I went out of my way to ask for help. ”

“No. I owe money to a super-soldier, but I've come to the lair prepared to listen. I think this is a bad time. What will you do?”

“Maybe we should arrest them and interrogate them...”

Before he finished, a man called Jinn Wang cried out.

“Evil girl, up ahead! ”

As the evil spirits concentrate on their eyes, they see no sign of the two men at the initial price.

The fact that you can't see the people that you just saw.

Hmph!

An evil young man hurriedly stretches his fist out toward the front of the forest.

Bam!

The red-haired man who showed up through the bushes.

He was a fool.

“Where are you hiding and watching! ”

Hubong throws a fist with a firearm.

Two people's fists were slammed together.

Glug glug! Glug!

The result was a white tip.

“Hehe!”

In a blazing blaze of heat, an evil spirit's new statue bounces back.

Of course, Hubong was the same as well.

Did you block the arm? ’

The opposing Pokémon must have been in a hurry to gather their energy properly. They present themselves with a special power boost.

“Evil girl!”

Papak!

A man called the King Jinn protrudes out of the shadows of the forest and tries to catch a flying evil spirit.

Hidden in the shadows, Jin Wang is an old man in robes.

Tak!

A slaver called Jin Wang struck his back lightly with his palm, and the weapon dug into his body by the power was ejected from his body.

Bloop!

“Go, thank you. ”

“What an amazing man. Handling firearms, aren't you injured internally? ”

“That's all right. I was in a hurry to catch up with the firearms." ”

“That's what it looks like. I hid her as much as I could, but I don't know how he knew. Where the hell is the other...”

“Behind.”

‘!? ’

In the voice behind me, Jinn Wang and the evil spirits couldn't hide their embarrassment.

When?

In the case of Hubong, I missed for a moment, but I came close and noticed it.

However, the owner of the voice behind me did not even feel it.

“You're watching me like a rat. ”

A voice full of pressure is overwhelming.

He seemed to be a great master.

Bam!

The king Jinn hurriedly flies him forward with his inner air on the evil spirit's back, then raises his hands and turns around.

Black suit, white face, sharp eyes.

It was a thousand years old.

As the body turns, the checkpoint reaches into a unique trajectory like lightning.

This sword? '

There was a bundle of twinkle in her eyes.

Whoo-hoo!

The checkpoint where the sword was made.

The King Jinin's dagger swiftly aims for a thousand delicacies.

She opens up her detection and stops and catches it.

Bam!

“Capturing the Sword? ”

The eyes of Jin Wang grew wide.

He seemed surprised to grab the strength with his bare hands.

It's not the same strength, but if you hold it with your bare hands, your hands will have to be cut off.

Thousand luck asked him.

"A slaver. Now that sword...”

Pot!

At that time, Jin Wang reached out his left hand before the thousand mouths were finished.

With the checkpoint in his right hand, he stretched out his right hand.

It was a completely different kind of mason.

"Right Swordsman"?

It was similar to the right-handed barrel, which unfolds with two hands, one of the thousand years' rainbows.

However, unlike the right bayonet, it was very natural and full of energy.

‘This is…'

Bam!

“Aniet?”

Jinn Wang couldn't hide his embarrassment.

I didn't think I'd be able to stop even the windmill that was being opened with my left hand suddenly in this state.

Those who experienced this dual pumpkin with different skirting skills were nearly beaten by twice the amount of air power, and even that was easily stopped.

She told Jin Wang.

“That's a double pumpkin. I heard the advance wave was destroyed a long time ago. ”

‘!? ’

The words shook the eyes of Jin Wang.

There was no one who knew the Gateway of Advance in the current Moorish.

because the advance wave was destroyed more than 1,300 years ago.

The legendary waves of the sect, which had been extinct for a thousand years, were the only recorded waves of propagation.

No wonder I was surprised when I found out about the Forward Wave.

‘Who the hell is this? What? This guy.....’

I couldn't figure it out because I was focusing on the workshop for a short while, but Jin Wang had seen a thousand faces before.

I saw it on the news many times because of the criminal justice case.

‘Isn't Cheonan the Vice Chairman of Yongcheon Group? Why is this martyr here? ’

I was curious, but she said.

“It doesn't matter if it's an advance wave or any other. What's your relationship with the MS group? ”

“MS Group?”

If they had been hidden and observed, they would have had something to do with the MS group.

“Are you out of your mind? ”

Such blasphemous words made Jinin the king's eyes crumple.

Jinn, the soothsayer, opens his mouth.

“Young master of martyrdom. It sucks that you haven't seen the world around you lately because you've earned a reputation. ”

Jinn Wang lifts the inner air.

He was a hundred and ninety years old and I was the best.

Although I was surprised by the thousand moons, I felt that I was the only one who had lived for a long time in the air.

“There are many unknown directors in Moorish. ”

Gooooo!

Jinn Wang quickly raised the tensile force.

He was touching his hands, so he wanted to lead them into internal combat.

“Young Master, put that arrogant knee in front of me..... Huff! ”

Twist!

Jinn, the king, who was about to kneel to the ground by pressing down on the thousand winds, could not conceal his embarrassment.

His face turns red.

It seemed like the blood vessels in my arms would burst from the massive internal air flowing out of my hands.

‘Oh, no. What kind of internal affairs...

It wasn't just the internal air.

Wood Duck!

“Ahhhh!”

As she pushes, all of his fingers twist backwards.

He was in pain, and a thousand fortunes told him.

“Who is the director of the press? Progeny of the Forward Wave.”

"Shhh."

"Kneel."

Boom!

“Huff!”

Both of Jinin the king's knees, who had stood still, were forced to kneel on the ground.

There was a big crack in the ground.

Blood was spilling from his cock, whether he had been shaken by the overwhelming internal combat.

Then someone flew toward the thousand years and opened a recommendation filled with wind pressure.

Papa Papa Pa Pa!

“Halt! Release the King Jinn!" ”

He was evil.

He faced Hubong and flew in a hurry to face the crisis of the King Jinn.

When she saw the rule of evil spirits, she raised her jaw and lightly clenched her fist from a slaver named Jinin Wang.

Paaaaaaaaah!

Sounds like it's gonna tear.

The space in which the fist touched shifted, and a thunderstorm of pressure erupted.

His eyes widened.

‘No. What about this book? ’

This thousand-week book was a centralization of the performance of a musician long ago.

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