Desire

I left the next day, as if nothing had happened. Because the wagon was uncomfortable, Persian stepped into the shadow, and the smell of Raw Snow did not come out of the shadow to see what was gained through this nonconfusion.

Thanks to this, the wagon was white and azin, just the two of them. The Black and White Elixir ended yesterday. Hyundai Tan has finished. It's time to return to the Wall, the Bloodshed. Azin looks out the window, his hand bent over his chin. The white sign sitting across from you is slightly swollen around your eyes. “It was noisy all night.” Azin opens his mouth. At that, the White White Mark flinches and stares at Ajin.

“What?”

“The sound of the white saucer sniffing. Mom, on your street. ”

“Never! ”

The White White Paper screamed as it blushed its face. He shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the silver sign. The white pennant was trembling, shaking his shoulders as if he had been insulted. No, it was actually an insult. “Is that so?” Azin smirks. In fact, he may or may not have cried last night. I immediately logged out and went back to reality. I just blurted it out when I saw her eyes were swollen and her eyes were bloodshot. Seeing the reaction of the white token, it looked like it was right to cry, even though I didn't find my mom.

“What are you crying about? Are you sorry you didn't die? ”

“I'm sorry I didn't shut you up. ”

The White Vowel shoots him full of irritation, and Azin shrugs. “Where did your master and that vampire go?” The White Vote spits out. In response, he lifts his foot and pounds the shadow. “He's over here. I heard wagons don't like riding.” His lips twist and twist.

“Oh, so you're talking to me who doesn't care much. Is it because you need a comrade on your way to the Wall? ”

“Not really. It's just, I don't want to see you. ”

The purr creaks at the tip of his nose, muttering. “Annoyed? Me?” The White Voucher spits out a ferocious force. She trembles with a fierce fist and opens her mouth without beating her. “Then why didn't you let him die?” Your voice is trembling.

“Why are you pouring yourself out so hard to keep people from dying?! ”

“So your fiancée tries to kill herself in front of you, and you let her die? ”

“You came here to kill me in the first place! ”

“I didn't say no. Don't let your delusions cloud your mind. ”

“Then why were you holding a knife? What were you doing in my room? ”

“Carl was carrying it around in self-defense, and I went to his room, and he couldn't ignore it because the noise was too loud for him to insult me. ”

Azin said as if it wasn't bulky, and in saying it, the white sign kept his lips shut. Instead, she glares at Azin with a gaze full of poison. “I don't believe you.” At that, he smiles and shows his hands.

“If I had wanted to kill the whitener, why would I have stopped the whitener from committing suicide? Or maybe there was an opportunity while the whitener was sleeping, or right now. I can kill a white saucer any time I want. ”

“So, you're going to kill him? ”

“By now, it's sickness. Do you know you're delusional?” Azin scoffs blatantly and asks. The white pennant gritted his teeth and stared at Ajin. Azin shrugs. “Well, don't hate it too much. If you go back to the bloodstream, I'll tell Bloodstream to break off the engagement.” The eyes of the White Mark are wide open. With her mouth halfway open, she stutters and asks.

“... what? ”

“I said I'd break off the engagement. Isn't that what the Baxter wants? He doesn't want to marry me... No, he just doesn't want me to. You still hate face to face. ”

Ajin frowned and said. In reality, I kept thinking. A way to make a blood letter of your own without killing the White Voucher. I didn't think of it easily. I didn't think of anything in the first place other than "kill the silver star." Currently, there are two figures in the bloodstream whom the wedding can erect as the next verse. White and white bills. White and white bills, the brother of White and White bills, were about to be killed in the battle against the Passover Gate, and White and White bills were about to be killed on their way back to the Wall from the Elder. After killing all the orthodox members of the blood of the phantom, if you take down the Patriarch Gate, Ajin can become the hero of the bloodline and gather the support of the disciples completely. If that is the case, the elders of the bridegroom and the bridegroom must follow behind the doorway. Therefore, even the elders of the bridegroom will not disagree with the doorway.

But I couldn't kill the White Voucher. Even if you kill Baekhwan, there will be a hundred silver tickets left. So what do we do? Even if you trample the Gate of Passage and get the support of your disciples, it is a gateway that has always been the direct line of literature. The Immediate Descendants of the Municipality are living with their eyes wide open. Should we disregard the tradition and make the pain a doorway? Azin was negative for him. Even though it was a sapphire, it did not seem to ignore the tradition that had been continued from the beginning of the tribe.

In the end, it's ideal to kill the White Voucher. Ajin didn't want to kill the White Voucher. For the first time in his life, compassion was confusing and blurring him. A subtle annoyance offends the pain. He kicks his tongue and shakes his head.

‘We should break off the engagement first. ’

It is free to move your body to do things that had never been engaged rather than forcibly getting married. If not, it will also be a way to bring down the Passage Gate and leave the Bloodshed. Now that you've earned enough fame, do you want to keep your relationship with the bloodshed and split up in a different way... or do you want to sever your relationship with the bloodshed and create a new one? That's not bad either. Blood Dragon Bands are all either vampires or players, and if Azin goes out to make a new doorway, there will be no one left to follow. Without the Blood Dragon Band, the blood family's power falls below half.

‘I have to meet Goldwa. If you bring down the Great Swordsman Gate, you can use the Gold Tribe's power. If you grow a doorway with it, you can grow fast. ’

Gold and Elder left. After the closing ceremony of the Black and White Ones, Gold and Jinn asked them to come to the palace where the Gold Merchant Guild is after the defeat of the Passage Gate. We'll talk about the real story then.

‘Maintaining a relationship with the Gold Fleet Merchant Guild makes it easy to advance to Gracia. It's only a matter of taking down the Great Swordsman Gate. Will you stay in the bloodstream or leave? ’

Azin frowns and thinks. The wagon races with a rattle, and the white sign doesn't say anything but looks out the window. There is a natural silence that no one feels uncomfortable with. Azin pounds his fingers on the temples as he thinks about the future. Knock, knock, knock.

Kuang!

The wagon is shaking violently. “Eek!” The White Voucher screams. A big shake shatters Azin's mind. “What?” Azin cries out in panic. He looks out the window of the wagon. The Leading Blood Dragon Squad groans and falls to the ground.

Explosives?

It was all I could think about for a moment. There were traces of gunpowder all around. Smells of black and dust float like clouds. It's an ambush. Azin hardens his expression and runs out of the wagon.

“Damage?”

Azin asked quickly. The question was a little damaged, and the poison wrapped around his shoulder replied. “17 people in the lead died instantly.” Ten vampires in the lead died instantly. And seven players. Azin's face was stiff. The men he brought into the ranks were top rankers within the Blood Dragon Clan, and top 200 ranks. And they couldn't avoid it?

“Hehe!”

Azin groans and heavily swings his arms. The rising wind pushes the dust away. Azin's face was stiff. There are traces of a miserable corpse. Those caught in the blast don't even leave a body behind. Is this gunpowder buried in the ground? Then the ground would have exploded... Azin examined the terrain. An ambush and ambush with cliffs on either side is an unparalleled terrain. But who?

Magic?

It was when I thought about it. I felt a sharp slaughter. Azin immediately raises his head. You can see people looking down this way on the cliff. They were in black masks. Ajin laughed because he was ridiculous. Did you really think there were gonna be raids?

“Who are you?”

Azin gritted his teeth and asked. No one answered the question. One of the masked men raises his hand. Dozens of people raised their bows and pointed down at the top of the cliff. Azin bursts into laughter. “Oh, you idiot." It was before I even spit it out. Ajin felt a great stream of energy. It's not a shaman, it's...

“Move!”

Kuaang! There's been another explosion. Magic! Azin looks at where the explosion took place. Members of the Blood Dragon Clan are caught in the explosion. Trying to stop it was not a power that could stop it. A wizard with this level of magic was on the move. No, why the Wizard in the first place?

The arrow rains down even before the chaos of the explosion. Azin grips his teeth and raises his self-defense. The arrow itself was not so intimidating. The problem was with other players. It is said to be a player at the top rank, but there was no crew that could naturally pull out the Self-Power like Ajin. The players in the arrows scream. Azin shouts.

“Spread out!"

Blood Dragon crew blew away in that shout. Then those who shoot arrows from the cliff reveal themselves below the cliff. The eerie sound of iron echoes in unison. Azin bites his teeth and clenches his fist. Where's the Wizard? Azin looks up at the cliff, but does not see the Wizard.

“Don't back down, clear a path! ”

Azin continues to shout. He throws himself at the masks who attack him. A fist filled with red power is stretched out. Kuang! The masks burst apart, unable to withstand Azin's attack. But they continue to attack him as if they were not afraid of death.

The sword looked familiar.

“Pass inspection?”

That sound came from Azin's lips. There is no answer. The sword of the Passenger Gate pushes toward Azin. Azin grits his teeth and moves his feet. The Hundred Horsemen's Library has unfolded. Kwung! The attackers' bodies twist under pressure, and Azin's skill crushes them.

“What the hell...”

You hear voices behind you. A white token was coming out of the wagon. Azin looks back. “BackSawyer, run!” Azin shouts in a hurry. At that shout, the white sign flinches and takes a step back. “W-what are you talking about! I'm an artisan, too!” The White Vowel chews the lips well and shouts. She loosens the whip around her waist and swings. The Whitebeard Ball is never weak. The red figure wraps around the masked man's neck near the young whip and cuts. Ajin kicks his tongue in front of him, dragging his foot forward. We need to clear the air first. I didn't think there would be an attack on the Passage Gate.

Because you don't have a master? ’

When he came out, there was no black snow scent. Is that what they were after? Ajin gritted his teeth. It was a mistake. I had too many useless ideas to prepare for.

“White sausage, don't overdo it. Get yourself together.”

It wasn't until I finished talking.

A sharp blade pierces the left chest of the White Mark.