- Quang!
Collision between Longitude and Chloe.
The result was so spectacular that my eyebrows frowned. - Papapa! Shards of shattered body pop out everywhere.
Mercin, you dog-footed son of a bitch.
He's got a fucking knife, so he's gonna die in the face of it! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Break in one shot! I felt like I was whitening my head because of the mad anger.
At a time of crisis, the knife you pulled was crap?
There is no such joke.
I want to bang my balls with my fist.
At least the new Claymore I was carrying was a luxury so I could stop the Regent from attacking. It was no wonder Mercin couldn't even hold out with a knife like this piece of garbage.
That's how good Regrett was.
"You son of a...!"
However.
- Passasac!
Glorious eyes of spring day, reflected by the sun.
- Claude of Rijet was also crushed.
Why is that?
It didn't take that long to come to a conclusion.
"Argh!"
A piece of iron shot like a bullet passes through your face. Raise your arms to protect your eyes. Regret was also dancing to protect his body. Her bare flesh reveals a red solid line.
Looks like today was Day of the Blade. An inhuman and cruel chance to earn 10% if you slay a knife now. You don't have to earn that shit!
"꺗...!"
- The claw of Regent is also durable because of the battle with me. My two swords shattered and both claws of Lizette. As a result, we entered an unarmed state.
Unarmed?
"--Don 't be funny."
I still have knives.
The body moves backwards. Fitness, manatedness, and mental state are at their limits. It is natural to fall like this. No wonder I want to lie down for real. The loser deserves to be trapped on the ring.
But it is.
- If you have a knife.
I don't fall.
- Tuck.
Move your legs back.
Keep your hands forward.
- Gross.
Grab the handle of the knife and pull out the last weapon at the same time as bending your back with one foot centered. Currently, Regret crosses his arms to see if he intends to protect his face.
You don't want to put a knife to your pretty face?
Regrettably, today is Day of the Blade.
- Pa!
Immediately draw the knife down towards the reget. The trajectory of a sharply drawn knife is scattered like a fog. The blade, which regains its shape, aims for the reget.
- Quang!
However, my strikes were squandered in the hands of the Regents.
"Dogs-puppies! You got a knife mark on your body!"
"It's my fault you're dressed like that!"
"Come on, motherfucker!"
Chloe's blade was finished, and even the iron plate that protected her hand became less steep, but some defenses remained. Collision of a steel plate on the back of my knife and Rijet's hand.
As a result, both of them flew into the air.
Fuck.
I did this at the Ashol exhibition and eventually lost.
"Nine's dead, motherfucker!"
"Holy shit. Hey. I don't think there's a scar on my chest. Can you look at it?"
Rijet's forearms and thighs. And near the abdomen and waist, there were tons of solid blood drops, but that big chest was still white and clean.
Yeah, that's it.
I wasn't a breast abuser or a breast injury surgeon. Even though you were a vicious bitch, I didn't mean to touch your chest.
"When I die, you worry about my pain?"
"Then of course I'm not worried."
"You're such a jerk."
"Not that."
There is an overwhelming rainfall in Winia that doesn't get caught even if you try to catch it with both hands, but it can't be fascinating. Anyway, I decided to beg Regrett.
After all, it was defeated, and now there is no answer but to rain.
"Just look at Ham. I'm sorry. I was wrong. I'll take you as my sister. Take a look, sister Regrett. When I go home, I have wives like a fox."
"Were you married?"
"Yes, so let me see."
"Bite it."
"Chew."
- Bummer!
Fists have flown in my head. I was struck with terrible pain because I had no strength to avoid it and no mind to stop it.
"Huff!"
Fuck Wana.
It fucking hurts.
This is how your head gets messed up.
Unlike being halfway through the groggy state, Rijet almost seemed to have just destroyed the weapon. In the first place, she is good at doing things without Chloe. You can do the same without weapons as me.
I thought about it, and immediately a note came in.
"Curriculum...! Oh, fuck! Damn it, Apod!"
A chest armor that was completely torn and fell off the iron plate. The shoulder strap is now all that's left of it. A gauntlet with a dented forearm. I have the equipment I've been collecting all along. In the meantime, all the armor that saved my life and gave me incredible confidence has been chewed up.
Am I also this chewy?
Rijet's overwhelming bare violence ravages my body into disarmament. Punches and kicks on the sides and abdomen-chest and shoulders. Then it flies to the forearm. I can't stop it. It is inevitable. They're all in trouble. They're gonna cry because they're fucking sick.
"Hey, hey. Don't lose your mind."
Firstly, raise the guard to protect the head. However, that was the limit because the body was as heavy as lead. A flying fist? If you realize it, you've already been shot in two rooms.
"Keep your eyes open, motherfucker. You need to get hurt."
On the next day, I was slaughtered like a maggot who ripped off the balls of three readers of Kim West. I can't even tell if I'm a worm or if I'm a worm.
The only thing I see is a boiling pot with arms.
"It's the limit, you son of a bitch."
"Take a look at my redhead and wake up."
- Shake it.
Seeing the distance between the guards, the heart of Regret, which is shaking fiercely, comes into your eyes. Regret was only attractive to Regret.
"Are you in your right mind?"
"Fuck."
"Focus, motherfucker. The moment I'm distracted, I blow my mind."
.. This bitch seems to be enjoying it secretly.
A crazy woman who has a hobby of giving away men who are deliberately dressed and chatty. It seems like an abnormal sexual desire, but it seems like you're trying to release it to me.
Crazy cheeky bitch.
"Just let me lose, motherfucker! I'm so sick! Sister Regret! Stop looking!"
Regret was a cheeky bitch who was tired of beating people.
Reminds me of the spirit of falling with a punch, and uses steps and kicks to hold me tight and force me not to fall. I was almost like a sandbag without losing my mind or collapsing as the embedded labyrinth escaped.
"Do you want me to stop hitting you? Hey, you want me to give you a look?"
In my howl, the frustrated Regent said as he lowered the strike rate a little per minute.
"Yes!"
"Then I'll see to it."
"Really?"
"Goo, asshole. Haha!"
"No, fuck!"
This son of a bitch fools people with this!
"Did you believe it? You cute bastard! Hey! Wake up!"
"Khhhhhh!"
You're such a vulture-free bitch!
Half-moded, the Regent insulted me with crucial strikes and insulting attacks such as cheap air.
How dare you use this horse like a human sandbag!
"You liked it, you son of a bitch. But it was too close. What are you gonna do with my place of business? What are you gonna do, huh?"
"Gruuuuuuuuh."
You're right.
You're right again.
- And.
"Oh, fuck."
I think it was because I tasted too much hair. The moment the spirit is shaken by the stables, it becomes clear. At the same time, the vision clears up as the body is centered.
"I'm freaking out."
I'm so freaked out by Gaffer.
"I like it."
Sense of awakening from sleep?
"Fuck."
It is not.
It was more like a sensation of waking up when I pressed the scissors. The heart expands rapidly. The spirit becomes more and more apparent. Begin to be caught in the field of view of Regent's fist.
- Forcefully increases health.
Instinctively reach out.
"... catch?"
Bloody blood from my forehead soaks my eyes. I'm probably in a state of total chaos. But I stare at Regret. I grabbed her fist with my hand.
"Asuraphahemia."
At the same time, he pulls his fist and strikes the Asura blood vessels. Contrary to what was expected to be avoided, the attack was neatly pinned directly below the Regent's shoulder.
- Bummer!
"Argh?!"
Oops.
You... you couldn't avoid this?
The attack was cast in a fairly unstable state, causing a significant decrease in power and speed. And crucially, the cute screams of Regent. I felt one thing about that sound that didn't suit me at all.
"... you're tired too, Lizette."
Aah.
"Bullshit...!"
"Fuck you, Valum. I just can't finish this."
"Come, then, die!"
I thought you were playing with me, but you simply didn't have the stamina to finish. I covered it with falsehood and humiliation. Clearly Rijet is stronger than me.
But I managed to fill the skill gap with equipment, and now I'm holding on to this moment.
The Rijet, which destroyed my armor and weapons, consumed all my strength and strength. Probably without one armor, if it wasn't three weapons, if it didn't change knives, if it didn't buy a new armor.
I would have fallen to the ground.
Thank you, my friends.
Your sacrifice has created a last chance...!
This is Temp Sook!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Explodes familiar shouts. Speculation and courage soar. Strength boils. Wins. I can win. Now it's only one battle. The odds are 50 to 50. One shot. And one shot. Tired first or fallen first!
"Die, Regret!!!"
"Don't get too close, you punk!!!"
- Puck!
You can't use Skyscraper and Skyscraper. I don't have the stamina to do real estate. However, Taekwondo. The Taekwondo Martial Arts Principle, a unique martial arts of our Korean nation, melted into one of my actions and became a kind of passive skill.
"I'll be right back."
Fists and punches.
"Taekwondo."
Kick.
"It's Kim Kat."
You don't have to use technology, you don't have to load special forces. It was all Taekwondo, the Feast of the Vision of our proud Korean people.
- Quang!
Fists intersect.
- Paang!
Kick crosses.
I aim for a chance. I blow my fist. Regret was not avoided. After she takes my punch in the face, she blows a punch at my face with an evil expression. Avoid? No, I can't. I can't escape because I don't have the strength.
"Ugh! Fuck!"
Get Rijet's punch with your forehead...!
"Bitch!"
Hit Nikki as soon as his body sticks together.
"Argh...!"
Grib's iron knee guard pierces Rijet's abdomen. I looked at the wrinkled face in pain and went right in. I think I've fed the first Valid Tar since the fight started.
"Does it hurt?"
"John... I'm sick, you punk!"
- Kiyaaaaaah!!!
Regret is violently attacked in complete rage. However, there are many deaths. I take it as a whole, and yet I fight back. Counter to it. Counter to it. Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it! Ignores your own body shaving and just jerks off! Until either one of them gets a cocksucker!
The final battle.
Crazy obfuscation.
Somewhere in the slums where even space howls, a workshop of madness follows!
"Irresistible impulse!!!!!!"
"Son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!"
- Puck.
- Cubbuck.
Khhhhhhhh!!
- Argh!!!!
The sound of being heard is only the sound of each other's screams and beatings. Eyes away. Hit, hit. It repeats itself forever. That's how decided-
"Die, Regret!!!"
I'm feeding.
"You fucking priceless bastard!!!"
Eat crystal tar.
- Cuckoo!
Crossed punches crucify each other and get stuck in each other's balls!
- New Divine Friend.
"Turn it off...!"
"Khh... Argh...!"
- Crazy pain.
Hold that position for a while, then retreat by forcing your body to fall. Regret also grabbed the ball and retreated.
"Haa.. Haa.. You son of a bitch dared to look at my face..!"
"Argh...! I'm sorry for punching you in the face, bitch...!"
- Ha, ha.
I don't have the strength to attack anymore. Regret is also looking at me with a rough breath. Should we take the final battle? We've been thinking about it with each other.
It was the moment when I was rethinking the timing.
- Neighbors.
- Urgh.
Somewhere.
People who come together someday.
No, the poor and the swarm of beggars surrounded us. Not only that, but the violent ships and robbers with the extensions were also swarming.
What are these bastards?
"You, the rest of you?"
"Huh? What the fuck are these bastards?"
Me and Regrett, sensing an unbearable energy, instinctively approached each other and looked around and uttered a profanity.
Let's do it.
"You... you redhead! You've been watching us all along!"
One of them shouts in anger.
"That, that cocksucker, too! I remember! He killed all our kids!"
"That big titty bitch killed my friend!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Fuck this...
I had a gut feeling I was fucked.