- Hold on! Hold on!
"Waaaaaaah!! Prophet!!!"
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
"Worker Manseyee!!!"
At the beginning of the speech, the workers clapped their hands in madness and wrote evil. Some of them even squeezed their tears and gathered their hands like they were kneeling and praying.
"Hermie."
It's a fucking crime scene.
Is this the power of the devil?
In front of the plot of evil, the life of the people was just like that of the Viceroy Herb.
"Kiyaaaaaaah!!!"
"Long live!!!"
Anyway, these bastards seem to have disappeared due to repeated gatherings. That's what's scary about brainwashing. They were worshipping that speaker, as if they were possessed by the Assassin cult.
How much money do I have to pay these bastards one coupon a day without doing anything else?
Approximately 300 people earn three silver a day. Increasing your engagement may bring you even more money.
I also understand that the son of a bitch sold his soul to the devil.
"The world of workers! It is our workers who make up the world!! If we join forces like that! We will be able to drive out the oppressors and exploiters! No matter how powerful they are, they cannot defeat us in unity!"
Khhhhhhhh!
The speaker's muscles are buzzing.
What kind of power did you get from the devil? The sons of demons are nothing but random.
"This will be our outpost!"
"Waaaaaaah!!"
"Hail!!!!"
"The world of workers!!!!"
In fact, the city did not seem to have a lot of troops, nor to be so strong.
Even the superior commander is a bit of a skilled man, and Mana seems to be missing. If there is a massive uprising by fanatical workers in these cities, it will be difficult to suppress them.
"Hmm."
Is it the blood that will flow in that chaos that the demon is after?
I don't know what they are, but they're the ones that were meant to be. That is why it seduces man and drives him to destruction. Chaos and blood are their most precious food.
"Prepare for the festival!"
The speech proceeded in that way.
I slowly pushed the crowd past and approached the single phase. so that when soldiers come in, they can act immediately.
- Woong Sung Woong.
I checked the back door the whole time I was watching the speech.
I think it's time for the soldiers to come. Immediately upon arrival, we must defeat him and show the Devil and the evidence through me. He has a strong energy coming out of him now. If so, the on-the-spot proof is simple.
"A world where everyone shares equal wealth is coming soon!!"
When the speech reached its peak, the door opened.
-...!
Seeing the clothes of those who came in, Cityguard is certain.
You're here now.
"Ooooooooooooooooooo!!"
"Guwaaaaaaaaah!!"
But the workers were completely insane, so they didn't notice it at all. There was only a small commotion in the back.
So now we're going to overpower--
"- Look behind you! The Dog of the Powers is finally here!!!"
Suddenly, the speaker shouted at the door. I've been giving speeches on this side of Hajisa, so I noticed.
"Well, what is it!"
"They've come!"
"Dog of Power!"
Then all the workers turned to the door.
"Arrest them all!!!"
"Attack!!"
Cityguard troops, who were ahead of the shield, began an arrest operation as they pushed workers in. The club-bearers beat down the workers.
"To oppress us! They've come to exploit us forever! If you get caught here, it's over, guys! Look at the scene of that violence!!!"
At the same time, the speaker began to incite.
"Stop it!"
"We have to stop him!"
"Kill them all!"
As a result, workers who gained speculation attacked Cityguard.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
"Argh!!!"
"Stop! Stop!"
The intestines were instantly engulfed by the pitfalls of violence.
It is the site of Abi Kyu-hwan. Workers wiggle their fists, Cityguards wiggle their clubs. Both sides bled as the victim began to evacuate.
There must be Claudie and Winia somewhere.
I was seriously worried, but they are also skilled anyway.
You will be able to do well on your own.
Let me do my job.
"Dejaaaaaaaaah!!!!!"
Immediately, as he burst into flames, he carried out a thousand horsemen and jumped up to the stage. At the same time, he posed, throwing away the robe he was writing upside down.
- Lightning!
"Bronze Astronomical Society Associate Priest Kim Cat is here!"
The revealing armor shines!
"Hey, this guy! I'm armed! I'm a spy!"
"Kill him!"
At the same time, muscular habitats that were in the atmosphere behind the single phase jumped. Tall and full of muscles.
Are these assholes guards?
The total number is 4.
"Die!"
Although it looks pretty rough, it's just a bunch of punks who use their fists in the back alley. You need a true warrior to defeat me!
"Who are these bastards so close to?"
Evade the flying fist and scratch his cheek.
- Bullshit!
"Queue!"
As if a mortar bullet were fired, he flew as far as the palm of his hand. He collided with the workers as he fell beneath the flying statue.
"Argh!"
Even if a truck hits a common man who doesn't even have a manna in the first place, he can't beat me. Skills and skills. And only those with the triple power can deal with me!
"Protect the Prophet!"
"Run!"
"Die, Dog of Power!"
Practically polished technique and Mana soaked flesh already surpassed the culprit. A trio of guards rush towards me.
Immediately took a position on the Intelligence Act.
"Intellectual property law!!!!"
- Papapod!
- Borz-bornz!
"Arghhhh!!"
"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
"Argh!!"
Then the three guards who came at me screamed and flew away. It took three people less than two seconds to feed a total of nine strikes.
Ahhhhhhhhh!
- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!
All the expenses were cleared.
"Motherfuckers!"
But under one scenario, there was a war.
"Motherfucker! Dogs of power, back off!"
"Shut up, you reactionary bastard!"
Blood and blood splatter and violence sweep each other towards each other. Overall, of course, the Cityguards prevailed. In the first place, there was no way the workers could have defeated the troops that were ready to fire.
"...!"
I stood still on the statue and saw the master hat staring at me with burning eyes.
"Uh-huh, my friend. How dare you borrow the power of the devil? What are you trying to do?"
"You! Lord of Power!"
When I asked, the master yelled at me.
"The sovereign of power?"
"How dare you do this! What's so bad about finding legitimate rights! Even today, the workers are only getting a day's wages! Do not try to suppress workers' rights!"
- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
His pupils were filled with energy.
- Demon power is materializing.
"Workers' rights?"
Is this why you borrowed the power of the devil?
Maybe he really did this to achieve that. Of course, even so, there is nothing to see. My job is to punish the devil.
- Pearl!
The master, who was jealous of me, suddenly threw off his laughter.
"You son of a bitch! I can't believe that muscle!"
And then what was revealed --
"The work of the workers has become my strength!!!!"
- Extremely polished flesh like steel.
The same muscles as the sculpture covered his whole body.
- Smulsmith.
In between the pulsating muscles, a distant energy is flowing.
This... is Damon Muscle!
I was thinking it was huge, but I was actually getting more and more impressed! Is this the power of the devil? This was the same body as the legendary golden night tea!
"Now is the time! The time has come to show the power of the workers! I never succumb to the oppression of exploiters!"
Khhhhhh!!
At the same time as he roars, the vigor of the demon, far from his whole body, begins to wield.
"You're overflowing with infinite power!"
Hildegard says it's just as good for the devil to inflate his strength as this! I can't believe you feel such a strong energy!
"Get hit by oppressed workers, Yiyaab!!!"
- Quang!
As the Inciter tramples on the ground, his body is shot like a cannonball as the floor of a statue opens.
- Huh-huh!
You son of a bitch!
"The Volume of Worker Liberation!!!"
A punch with great power flew at me as fast as possible! I immediately took the position of acting as if the water were flowing through the defensive movement.
- Bullshit!
My simultaneous arm and his fist collide.
"Oh, shit!"
- Bloop!!!
My body was pushed backwards as my feet slipped under that huge shock!
What an amazing power! You're pulling me back!
"Standing, the prophet reveals the law!"
"Muscles trained with hard labor!"
"It's a myth! It's a myth!"
"Waaaaaaaaah!! Kill him!!"
At the same time, the workers looked at this side and shouted frantically. I can't believe this nonsense exists!
"You see! This is the power of the workers!"
A vigorously shouting inciter casts a powerful vertical jump and blows a kick at me. The kick that flew off the high ground was like a meteor shower. Why is the ceiling so high here?
"Kick of legitimate labour rights guarantees!!!"
- Quang!
I crossed my arms and stopped the attack. I feel a heavy shock, but it wasn't enough. Immediately bounce him off and counter.
"You son of a bitch! What is the right of workers to borrow the power of the devil!"
"Shut up, mighty man!!!"
You're stronger than I thought!
"Taste the wage increase!!"
I have received his strange laws of authority that fly constantly. Is a simple power more than a reget? His strike contained an unknown belief.
It cannot be distinguished whether it is the power of the devil or the power of the divine.
He tried to break my defenses by using extremely efficient and destructive technology.
"You're strong."
He who has faith is strong.
It is strong enough to go straight without compromising anything.
His jurisprudence was that.
"Crush, oppressor!!!"
- Fangrr!
Ten wheels in the air or a rotating inciter blows a fierce punch with centrifugal and rotational forces.
"Paradise, come!!!"
- Quang!
The punch hits the ground, avoiding the horrendous attack. It was powerful enough to be stuck on the bottom of a fist.
"The world of workers!!"
Nevertheless, he does not give up. Immediately after pulling out his fist, he pops up like a frog and aims for my breath.
"I will accomplish it with this hand!!!"
- A river with flying fists.
"Ha, ha! Hahahahaha!!!"
Laughter bursts out.
This bastard was a true warrior, though he received the power of the devil.
The flying punch is shown as a slow motion. The power of the demon gathered in his fist was fluttering as he scattered his relentless energy.
Is that the power of the devil or the power of his own body?
I don't know, but I think it's the latter.
- Then I'll confront you.
"Asuraphahemia."
Blow Asura's blood right at it.
- Quang!
Thus, the fist and the fist collide.
"What a strong punch. I surrendered."
- Stab!
The tip of the fist vibrates and rings the bone. His soul and belief echoed my bones.
Nevertheless.
"Why... why doesn't it work!! My book, which contains the beliefs of liberation, will be the strongest!!"
He can't beat me.
His face was wrinkled in pain.
"I know what you're thinking."
"Aye!"
The inciter who recovers the knuckled fist immediately makes a rush while conducting the annihilation.
"It means good. He who fights and is devoted to others is indeed virtuous and strong."
"But why are you stopping me!!!"
Of course, avoiding it was not difficult. Avoid flying fists by breaking their heads and avoiding attacks aimed at their breasts.
"But you trusted the devil too much."
"What?"
"Do you think the Devil would have given you the right power?"
"Don't insult my friend!"
The strength of the demon, which was whistling from the body of the Incident, begins to cling to the skin.
With it I could see clearly.
I've seen his corruption and his failure.
"Look, look at your body."
When I spoke, he checked his body and was alarmed.
"Oops...! This, this!!!"
As the daemon melts in the flesh, his skin begins to soak from the tip of his feet. I thought about the black people who struggled against imperialism when I saw it.
"Arghhhh!!!"
Then, when his skin was completely frozen, a strange voice was heard.
"Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!! Purpose accomplished, human!!! You're useless now!!!"
"W-what are you talking about! Zeltouma! Didn't you say you would make a world of workers with me!"
The place where the demon's voice was heard was not different, it was the young man of the Incident.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!!! Stupid guy! I'm sick of your bullshit! What a powerful body!!!"
The inciter, divided into two personalities, shouts like Earl Asura.
"That... that one!!!"
"Stan, the prophet's body...!"
"Every evil!!!! Demon!!!! Arghhhhhh!!! I can't believe it!!!!"
"It's magic! It's magic!!!"
The war between the Cityguards and the workers had already stopped. The incitement of everyone on the scene to emit the energy of the devil, no. Seeing Zeltouma, who was born a true demon, he cried out with his mouth open.
That's good!
"Go!!!!"
I drew a thousand demon swords and shouted at the people!
"I am Kim Kat, the quasi-judicial priest of the Bronze Society!!! You were fooling me! This is the devil worshiper! The one who was plotting to knock you out with a psychic trick!! Look, his evil power! The truth of a prophet born of demons!!"
Eject the bayonet at the same time.
"The Quartermaster will save you!!"
- Pats!!!
A fierce blue sword bends the public's gaze.
"Sa, Priest!"
"The priest has come to defeat the devil!!!"
"God!"
Cityguards and workers were already united.
"Come, evil demon!!"
I literally put a thousand demon swords on the floor.
- Quang!
A stubborn blade sticks to the floor.
"Hahahaha! I can feel the infinite power! I will also make you my sacrifice, strong man!!"
- Pa!
At the same time, the demon that scattered the light began to sprint through the space at an ultra-high speed.
"Argh!!"
"What's that?!!!"
"Crawling Lizard Devil!!!"
Every time he jumps against a wall and runs from the ceiling, a scream bursts out. The demon who showed me the trick has finally hit me like a rocket.
- That's the speed.
"About as hard to chase with your eyes."
The prophet, who dreamed of the liberation of the workers, deceived the devil and completely took away his body. In this way, the devil defiles people's beliefs.
"Be a sacrifice, human!!!!!!!!"
The punch that flew into my face felt like it contained the same power as the fury of the deepest part of hell.
"On your fist."
Pull Ilbo back while staring at that fist.
"I have no faith."
"What?!"
Walk again, punch.
"The ceiling of a thousand horses."
A fist with a headrest. And an inner, exploding Mana. So my ceiling, which gained the same power as a bolt-action artillery sniper rifle.
- Cuckoo!!!!
"The sin of mocking a man with his tongue is a death sentence, this insect."
Breaks through the Devil's Heart.
- Heh heh!
"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! This, this power... what the...! Curriculum!"
"A punch without a shot won't reach me."
- Glug!
When I pulled out my fist, his flesh collapsed toward me with a piece of blood and a heart.
"It's just a story."
I pushed the flesh away.