Desire

Silence passes. Bolaris and his legions of Desknights speak of nothing. The air was gradually changing. Cold as ice. Azin clenches his fist. His mind cools, as if the air was cold to swallow.

“Negative.”

Bolaris opens his mouth. A grim voice emanates from the helmet with a blue glare. Bolaris grabs the sword that he left on the Ghost Horse's side. A longsword that looks like it will cut the horse's throat. At the same time, a thumping sound echoes. All the Desknights surrounding Azin draw their swords together.

“We have to take him by force. ”

“Go ahead. ”

Azin immediately replied. The phantom horses wept as if weeping. His knee lowered. Bolaris slowly lowers his sword, pointing to the pain.

I didn't have to give the order. The Desknights were clear what to do. They were the knights who followed the Queen of the Black Forest, and her orders were no different than those of the world. For the Desknights who abandoned the knight god Adim and threw themselves on the horse, the queen of this forest was a goddess on behalf of Adim and the lord of this knight.

The phantom horse races. Azin feels the hoofs of horses from all over and the cold flesh. I swallowed my breath. I pulled my whole body apart. The fist in your hand moves.

A heavy fist spreads out. The shivering gloomy air is torn. Azin's fist creates a straight line of space. Dozens of Phantom Horses and Deathknights disappeared into mist, unable to withstand Azin's power.

‘No, that's not right. ’

Azin immediately denied his judgment by taking back his fist. It's because the Dead Knights that disappeared into the fog regrouped. They don't scream, they don't scream. Those who are close to the ground soon wield their swords with Azin's back. A cold talk struck Azin's back.

“Tsk.”

Ajin kicks his tongue and moves his body. What he chose was an attack instead of an evasion, and the devil behind his back moves according to Azin's wishes. The red force is raging. Swinging nails rip the Desknights apart. A red mist scatters along the trail. But don't die. I knew it well. Azin pulls his foot back.

‘We can't even mix the energy drain. Is the spirit still too much? ’

Ajin kicked his tongue. A mere lump of energy won't be a problem, but they are monsters left without flesh. It was impossible to suck it all up. Then Rivelion. A bright golden light in Azin's hands.

“You miss the light. ”

Bolaris stands on top of the horse and flinches. He recognizes the light of Rivelion. Bolaris draws his horse slowly.

“It was a long time ago. I wanted that light so badly... But Adim didn't give me an answer. If that light had been on me, a lot would have changed for us. It wouldn't have been like this. ”

The voice is gloomy. Azin glances at the coming bolaris. Just by bringing out the light of the Rivelion, the hostility towards Azin has become more intense. Azin kicked his tongue and spoke to Adim.

What the hell did you do? ’

[I didn't do anything.]

Adim replied, "You don't need to ask what it means." The implication that Adim did nothing was the same.

[Prince of Saleria and his knights. How long have I been missing you? Thousands of years ago, those I didn't reach out to fell away.]

Adim mutters like a grunt. Such a reaction of Adim was surprisingly also azin. Adim, who was known by Ajin, had few loyal feelings for the status of God. Such pain was deeply regretful.

[I didn't do anything. I couldn't do anything. I shouldn't have done it. I saw the fall of the country that followed me and took me as a god and did nothing. I ignored the dying of the faithful who wanted me to save them and the words "martyrdom and my name" they cried out for. I was God, and I couldn't intervene. And the destruction of the country that believed in me.]

Adim sighed. Bolaris' sword moves. Bolaris' sword, wrapped in black light, falls upon Azin. Azin picks up the Rivelion and retrieves Bolaris' sword. An arm of azin wrapped in bright light strikes Bolaris' sword. The space was torn apart. A massive explosion has erupted around Ajin and Bolaris.

[Death Knight is not like the Horsemen. They were made to deny me from the ground up. Rivallion can't hurt them.]

Adim warned, as he had said. You pick it up from the front, but it doesn't leave one of Bolaris' black teeth. Rather, blood was spilled from his thinly cut forearm.

It's called drama. ’

Not here. Ajin frowns and takes his foot back. I thought I could squeeze the Dead Knight easily with the Rivelion, but the wind seems to have broken nicely. Rivellion is no help to Death Knight.

[Rivellion is a relic of my divinity. And Death Knight was created by denying me from the source of existence. In other words, the concept of them is that there is no God of Knights, Adim. God is too powerless for someone who doesn't believe in himself.]

It doesn't help. Ajin squirms as he kicks his tongue. The golden light of the young Rivelion fades from his hands. I can't get Rivelion's help.

It doesn't matter.

Azin swallowed his breath. I'm afraid I can't ask for the help of the Rivelion, but there's no big deal. Azin's power was overwhelming without using him. His internal air is invisible, and so is his physical strength. Even as the battle rages on, hardly any of the Aejin's internal air diminishes. Even the slightest decrease scares the internal air.

So, be brave. The red force that was flooding around Azin turns black. Ajin opened the Gene Thousand Shin ball. The triumph of the Gene Emperor must only be 4 stars. Achievements are inexhaustible. Even so, the internal air is abundant. may be substituted. In the broadened senses, Gene opened his eyes. The Thousand Shin and Jin Shin Mixed.

‘Ah.'

Ajin stretches his legs. It was a late epiphany, not a public epiphany. I just found out something for myself. Azin raises his hands. The black darkness follows his hand.

‘I see.'

Azin understood how much he had changed. Hematoma azin in the forest, and azin here. The depressing atmosphere that flows through the black forest trembles with the gestures of Azin's hands. The dark, flowing through the air, swirls and tangles according to his will.

‘I touched it.'

Ajin recalls the Heaven of Jinshan. A thousand puppies. Ajin stretches his legs. His hand slowly advances forward. The black force that was circling in the air condenses.

Ajin's shamanism reached the Heavenly Horse. I approached the Thousand Horse Void, which overwhelmed the twins that were coming in from burning the oscillator. Azin's hand taps into the air lightly. The strength that was condensed became a huge sphere.

I broke Shaolin's Taegeuk Examination and broke Shaolin's Hundred and Eighty Jeans. A sphere of condensed strength advanced forward. There was no room for the Desknights to resist. It tore apart everything in its path. The mist-filled bodies of the Deathknights have no time to recover from the shock. The Black Strength, pushing around Azin, was a strong storm. Every time he walks forward, a powerful blade rips the Desknights apart.

“Well! ”

Bolaris groans and drags the horse. The phantom horse that lifted his foot flew his foot towards Azin. Azin reaches out as he looks at the rushing bolaris. The darkness gathers in front of Azin. I flicked my finger lightly. Darkness spreads.

The sword that Bolaris wielded was shattered. He frowns and breaks his head. His arms are shattered. The hooves are ringing from all over. The Desknights have attacked Azin. The foot of Azin reaches the ground.

I pressed on the space of the Thousand Horsemen's Forest. Kuoooo! The pressure on your shoulders breaks the legs of the Ghostly Horsemen. But the Desknights didn't stop. They abandon the phantom horse under crushing pressure. On the ground, they draw their swords and rush toward Azin. Seeing it, Azin's hands moved. The pushing hand creates a wall of enormous strength.

It is impenetrable. It is a wall of immense power that scatters with just the touch of it. Bolaris grabs the sword with both hands. The shattered sword and arm had been restored to its original shape. The knife cut the space. The wall of strength was divided into two.

‘But it's still the director. ’

Up until now, Azin has enjoyed melee combat. There was no big reason. It was enough. The natural accomplishment of the Heavenly Prince was late. To tell you the truth, I didn't want to use it. It was not because he was a thousand horses without men. because he was a self-made man born in this world.

But now was not the time to pick up cold rice. You can use what you can. There's no need to be sentimental about useless things. Azin cuts through the strength and Faggot reaches for Bolaris. A whirlpool of darkness gathers in his hands.

The shot pierces Bolaris' body. His body twitches and shakes. The black mist rises from the piercing hole. Azin reaches out. A blue glow flashes through the inside of Bolaris' helmet. The sword he wielded flew to Azin's neck. Ajing takes a few steps back to avoid the sword of Volarius. A stretch of strength pierces Bolaris' chest from his lightly bounced fingertips.

“Hmm..! ”

Bolaris groans low. He stumbled a little, not dead. The storm of blades sweeps through your back. The darkness that flowed through the air moved. Pava Bak! An awl of strength smashes the blade and destroys the Desknights. Azin lightly plunged into the ground.

He became a lion among the sheep. The undead Deathknights struggle with their swords, but Azin's attacks ignore all their attacks, defenses and evasiveness and destroy their bodies. All of my senses opened my eyes. I knew the attack would come even if I didn't have to look. There was no need to defend and evade the response. I didn't have to use my hands.

I just smashed it. All Mana in this room was under the control of the Jinn Shrine. They were undead Deathknights, but they were only crushed by Azin's attack and did not use the immortality as an advantage to oppress him.

Bolaris, whose legs have been smashed into pieces, rolls the ground. He straightaway stands, and the blade of strength spills back onto Bolaris' body. The armor he was wearing did not prevent Azin from attacking. A shattered body rolls over the ground.

‘You're not dying. ’

Azin kicks his tongue and looks around. No trees, no land. Everything was devastated. But the Dead Knights didn't die. They scramble, but quickly regroup. Azin's eyebrows frown.

“You bore me. ”

Azin mutters. He reaches out. Azin's expression was a little stiff.

When his feet hit the ground.

Everything around you is gone. Azin's eyes widened.

The lake was spread out before his eyes.

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