Desire

It doesn't make sense. Laquis shudders as he watches the coming pain. Why are you so caught up in this situation? Why your body is shaking.

What about me? ’

I tried to deny myself that, but it was pointless. The fear he felt was not something he could control. Superpowers are based on mental strength. Laquis' mind is shaken by the horror he feels.

It will soon affect chakra. Chakra, who Laquiz is holding, begins to shake violently due to the panic.

‘You don't know how to fight. ’

Ajin kicks his tongue at LaQuiz. I took all the advantages of summoning the Black Forest. What would have happened if we hadn't brought the Black Forest?

Probably not much different from now. Ajin has many abilities. Special skills in his title. Those abilities obtained by defeating the undead chiefs of the Black Forest make Azin almost immortal. You may have suffered quite an embarrassment in Laquis's attack, but the tide has not changed.

"I'm immature."

Compared to the power I have. LaQuiz is immature. Swinging superpowers, responding to situations. Azin reaches out to Lachish, tasting again.

“Oh…”

Lachish's face distorts.

“Don't come! ”

The cry was meaningless. Kuaaaa! Black waves swept over LaQuiz. LaQuiz wags his hand, his face whitened. Chakra moves to protect Laquis's body, but his already deeply agitated mind does not move him properly.

The wall you have built is torn. A surge of strength swells over LaQuiz's body. LaQuiz closes his eyes. Phew! I can barely express the superpowers that surrounded him in fear. The transparent membrane circles around Laquis' body.

“Ugh... ughh...! ”

The membrane of superpowers trembles as if it were going to explode right away. Raques barely survives the strong waves while maintaining it. Looking at it, Azin slowly approaches LaQuiz.

The sudden stretching hand of azin tears the membrane of LaQuiz. Without knowing it, Akin caught Laquis' hair, wrapped around his head in both arms. The waves of strength had already stopped.

“Ugh!"

Akin's knee is inserted into LaQuiz's stomach. Laquis leans in, groaning in pain. Azin gives a blunt face and wiggles his head loudly. As you swing your hand, Laquis' head follows.

“Stupid bastard. ”

Ajin walks between the legs of Laquis, clutching like that. Qudong! LaQuiz clamps his butt and twists his arms. The swinging hand doesn't have the right power. Azin snatches LaQuiz's left hand from his head.

And then I just snapped it. Ajin felt sad that Laquis was a player. If LaQuiz were an NPC and not a player, I'd kill him here and never see him again.

‘There's nothing I can do. ’

We can't have LaQuiz here fully restarting. Well, then I guess I'll have to do something about that, not even a retail tire. Azin's hand quickly glances over LaQuiz's left arm. Following the first fractured carpal joint, the left arm bones and muscles of Laquis were completely destroyed.

“Ugh!”

Laquis' left arm sags like a mollusk. Next, Azin's right hand grabs Racques' right shoulder.

“What are you feeling? ”

Azin asks. He opens his eyes and watches his right arm turn into a dripping tentacle.

“Feeling powerless?”

Yikes! Azin's hand slaps LaQuiz on the cheek.

“Fear?”

One more time. Laquis' head turns to the other side.

“Rage?”

Qazi! Ajin crashes LaQuiz's head to the ground.

“Tell me. What are you feeling?”

“Ugh... ugh...”

Lachish struggles to get away from the ground, but his strength is insignificant. Unless you're on mental support. We cannot use our strength properly in a state of confusion like this.

“I wouldn't have gone through this if I was stuck in Siolence. ”

He doesn't say anything more. However, I trembled with shame. No, maybe in fear. Qaczyk! Ajin did not ask for a silent answer from Laquiz. Instead, you put Laquis' head on the ground one more time.

“Ugh…! ”

Laquis tries to control Chakra somehow to get rid of the pain. It was meaningless from the moment I came into contact with LaQuiz. Azin is sucking on Laquiz's chakra through the energy drain. An uncontrollable chakra is just a giant force without an owner. It was absorbed directly into the azine energy drain.

“Powerless, isn't it?"

Dysphagia.

“He calls himself God. How does it feel to be like this? You still think you're God?” Rrrrgh... ughh... ”

Touches the mind. Touches the mind. Azin lowers his head and chokes on Laquiz's ear. It's pathetic. It's ridiculous. What does it look like when you talk about God and stand up confidently? What a mouth-breather.

“A lot of people are gonna die today. ”

As Azin's words continue, Laquiz's eyes begin to tremble. I'm shaken. I can't argue with Azin's words. An unstoppable grip becomes a sword, a spear, and an arrow pierces Laquis' mind.

“Because you can't do anything. ”

Laquis does not answer. His eyes are dazed. Azin smiles in relief and lays Laquis' hair on his head.

Azin's feet press down on LaQuiz's head. Qasim's head is crushed with the sound of his voice. An endless number of chakras have been scattered, and Azin has sucked them all into the energy drain.

LaQuiz is dead. It will take him four hours to get back into the game. I don't know. Even if I fill your time, do you think LaQuiz will reconnect? Azin had no choice but to be skeptical about him.

Overwhelming defeat. That's how Laquis died. Even with Mokhsha's power, Laquis does not surpass Azin. Azin rises up. You hear screams and cries from beyond the dark tree.

“Overwhelming.”

Azin mumbles as he heads towards the interior of the forest. The gates of the Wall have not yet been opened. I didn't even get the power out of the bridge. And yet you look like this. The Black Forest, which Azin summoned, has driven half a million armies of Jinn and Siolence into death.

“Ahhhh!”

The circus shouted and heavily waved its arms. There were no more memories left. The memorization that was thrown was the last memorization that the Sugar Ape had. The memory that was blown by the sugar ape passed through the body of the upcoming banshee. Banshees have no flesh. You must use divine power or magic to kill the Banshee.

Neither of them had the Sugar Oil. Memory and poison are what the shamans of the party specialize in. I can't do anything against the Banshees. The park shook its legs as it watched the approaching banshee.

It was not just the Sugar Monkey. All the forces of the Party, which followed him here, were slain in the face of a swarm of Banshees. The body, which was sucked out by the banshee, falls to the ground. It was such a death.

It was not just the Sugar Monkey. The best of the best of the best. They can't do anything against the undead for the first time in their lives. You are unable to slash the hard body of the mighty Black Durahan or Lycanslope. You are unable to avoid the vampire's claws protruding from the shadows. I couldn't push the banshee, the ghost itself. You were unable to stop the dashing Desknight's Charge.

I wish that were all I had. Despite the despair of the sectarian Muslims, of the Sioleans, and of the legions of the Jinn, she was an unstoppable queen on the front lines.

The darkness surrounded the queen became a blade and an arrow, depending on her will. Every time the blade hits, a major power surge breaks out and dies. Every time the darkness becomes an arrow, a large force is pierced through the chest and killed.

The dead wake up staggering soon. They became unwillful ghouls. The ghouls, each dressed in a different outfit, roared and moved to kill the living.

“You're crazy.”

It was hell itself that existed in reality. It was the players who participated in this war that remained rational in this hell. There were a lot of them. However, the player did not have a countermeasure to the situation. Escape is impossible. It is a comfort to them that death is not the end.

“La... La Quiz. Where's LaQuiz? ”

Players following LaQuiz as part of the Siolence Esper Force try to find him, but they can't see through the darkness. An army of Desknights rises to the lands of the Esther. They tried to resist screaming, but he was also meaningless.

“How much longer? ”

Asin appears beside the raging queen on the front line. 5 minutes left for the Dark Worship to continue. The queen shrugs as she glances at him.

“About 100,000 left. ”

400,000 people died in 20 minutes. Even with that ridiculous number, there was no change in the Queen's expression. The queen was never human in the first place. Ordinary people may have some guilt if they kill 400,000 bugs, but the queen sees humans differently from the human perspective.

“Quite a few left. ”

It was the same with Ajin. Azin knows what this world is like. that the NPCs that live in this world are actually people. In other words, we know that 400,000 people who are alive are dead here.

It was none of his business. He looks indifferent and checks the duration of the Dark Worship.

“Five minutes. Do you want to kill me?” “Hmm. Hand it over to you?” “If you're annoyed.” “It doesn't bother me. It's been a long time since I've been able to hunt like this. ”

The queen raises her hand as she says so. The forest moves. Survivors scattered all over the place roll in front of the queen in the dark.

“Is that so?”

Ajin said with a grumpy face. The queen shudders and continues to move her hands. Those who emerged from the darkness were embarrassed and looked around, and saw Ajin and the Queen.

“You're welcome!”

Among them, there was a petition for a volcano. Azin waves a little toward him. The nature of the petition was devastating. The left arm is empty of where it came from, and the face is clearly marked with something to do with it.

‘It's Lycanslope.’

The undead are the only ones who can wield their nails. After greeting the petition, Azin picks up his luggage and turns. Because I didn't see anything else.

“Wait, wait...”

It was before the petition ended. Kuoooo! A huge weight has overwhelmed the survivors, including the petition. The plea on the ground struggles to escape the pressure, but the queen does not let go of their bodies.

“Here. Last supper. ”

The queen frowned and said. The undead rise out of the darkness. They bow their heads to the Queen who prepared the last supper.

“Aah!”

The gaping mouth grabbed the petitioner's head and swallowed it.

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