Noble Kim Kat

Obviously, I just picked up the flesh with my fingers.

Fingers and thumbs clashed.

"Suooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!"

The shredded testicles spill an unknown liquid with thick blood. A man destroyed a treasure he had cherished from his mother's womb. This was so horrible that I didn't even have to tell you.

It is unbearable pain as the same man.

"But."

Nevertheless, I twisted and rubbed my fingers against the ground, squeezing all the way to the last remnant.

No matter how horrible I am.

Even cruel.

There are things you must do as long as you are a Sarim.

No one destroys others' treasures.

You should know that your treasure must also be destroyed.

So this is me.

It's something I must do.

-...!

Recalling the obvious, I began to see the dog clearly. My mind, which has always been clean and innovative, also shines more gloriously and bites the whole world.

"Fusion Judaism is like this."

So I, as President of the Tweezers, pronounced boldly as I bent over the screaming pagans.

"The spirit of the Red Ear Man. Your Rallbu must be crushed in order to benefit people widely. Because you have suffered as much as you have suffered for the innocent."

"Arghhhhhh!!!"

- Bang! Bang!

As if a person trapped in a trunk was struggling to escape, he tried to resist by shaking as much as possible the body that was not moving well. However, it is only a weak resistance. No matter what the fuck you drop, you'll never get away.

This son of a bitch has to endure this pain until he's gone. That will make the world a better place. I advance for a world where children can live by laughing comfortably.

One day I was looking at the world with a rebellious gaze.

- Head, head.

- Head...!

The inner divinity twists more strongly.

It was more evident than I had just felt before, and it was giving my finger more strength.

Oh, yeah.

That's what it was.

The only way to express divinity was fusion.

In a way, it was natural.

"Fusion never forgives you."

The right power comes from the right fusion.

- Ugh!

I spread my fingers as far as I could.

"In slaughtering innocent civilians, the pagan insects that had filled their faith were all exterminated."

"Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

It was Noblesse Oblige who symbolized the open index finger.

It is my duty to reuse this.

- Goo.

The power of the destructive sugar cane field is in my mind.

The imperialists abducted and hunted innocent blacks and shoved them into the cruel plentiful. It should not be. A few hundred times, a few thousand times, a few thousand times, you should never wear a hat.

There is nothing to be put in such a sugar cane field.

Such innocent people are not only evil cheeks. With such a refined steel heart, the destructive tong touches his left forehead.

"There's only one bural left."

"Argh...! Argh..!"

"Are you in the mood for cooperation now?"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

"Did you hear that?"

Let's give it a little strength.

- Blink!

"Arghhhh!! Stop! Stop!"

"I asked, pagan."

"Argh...!"

"I will crush the second pillar and pluck out your pillar. Do you think you can go to heaven after what you've done? Not when I saw it."

He sighs and shakes his head.

There were already tears in their eyes.

"Blow up all about your religion."

"... I don't!"

"What?"

"The righteous never succumb to pain, evil pagan! Pull it out and crush it! This can't hurt my soul!"

You were a serious fanatic.

It's a drug for a lunatic anyway.

"Good."

I moderately control the power and blow the night away from the rest of his burals.

- Boom!!!!

"Hahahaha!!!"

"No, fuck you. You crazy bastard."

I burst into laughter as I burst into screams. It's a surprise night, but it's too funny a scream.

"That's funny!"

You don't even know what's going on and you dare laugh at me!!!

I still think this is a joke, this is a joke!!

"What a scream, you cocksucker! Bread burst!!!"

"What, what!!!"

"Die, you creep!!!"

I woke up in a furious position and swung a punch with a stab between his groin. You're trying to insult me by pushing me to the end, you pagans are scum from the very beginning!!!

- Quang!

- Bummer!

"Oh, the kitchen!!!! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

A moderately controlled punch blows his groin.

Of course, this is not the end. After that, he grabs his crushed joint, spins and pulls the cooking bowl, inflicting endless torture.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! Aaaaaaaaaah!!!"

He's screaming now with bloody tears.

That's how much I shuddered to break his heart.

After all, he said as if his new face had given up everything.

"Argh... Argh... I'll tell you everything..."

"Aw, fuck. Don't do that, you frustrated son of a bitch."

*

After he told me, it was one thousand and four.

Let's search the town by having the dryers search for all sorts of pagan symbols and ominous scriptures. And I found a lot of things like books with key information written on them. It seemed to be well hidden, but it was of no use. Dryers were perfectly instructed to find something that wasn't natural.

You can't hide anything in the woods.

Among them, I first examined in detail the book found in the Priest's residence, which is a village guide. Apparently, there was a lot of important information written about the pagans.

"Hmm."

Once we found out that there were several branches in several cities in the central part of the Kingdom.

And all the names those branches use for camouflage.

So it is said that a large number of pagans are infiltrating all kinds of cities and doing activities. The book describes how to hide in these cities and how to secretly run these pagan groups. It was also written in detail about how to escape from crusaders and how to disguise religion.

This also explained why this religion has existed for a long time.

The paladins of the Kingdom Church were teaching that it was common to kill pagans as soon as they found them, so they could destroy the data and hide their religion and flee if they were scattered.

After being dispersed, they gather in different branches and are absorbed there and resume their activities.

"This is the right one?"

I washed my hands with the water in the barrel and asked.

"Yeah, most of the time! But... it's not... it's all written down for security... it's not just them."

"Yes?"

He explained that there would be their branch elsewhere besides what was written in this book. I think I only have a branch nearby for security reasons, which makes perfect sense.

It doesn't make sense to have all the information in one branch of the church.

If it's all written like that, the moment you take one, it's all fucked up.

That is why the information held by each branch is slightly different.

"Hilde."

"Yes!"

"Read this. You think you're right?"

Hilde, who replied loudly, began to read the book. While I was torturing him, Hilde and Ari interrogated the priests with hypnotic and narcotic confessions.

"Cat. Ear."

Danny Hilde immediately took his ear and said it was small.

"Yes, it's roughly the same as what I found out. It's assumed that they're a little confused."

"That sounds believable."

"Unless they're brainwashed and believe in the wrong thing, credibility will suffice."

"Good."

You have credibility.

I continued to read the materials.

And there's one thing I found out. Unexpectedly, the upper classes didn't run this group for the purpose of being called property. Literally, all the money was used for the life and safety of the congregation.

It was like living peacefully with only real Zidal congregations working together. In a meaningful way, only their congregation could truly love and help sincerely, and the outsiders seemed to be able to do this because of the idea that they were all pagans.

"It's deformed."

Anyway, the interrogation was successful.

I've got everything I can find out about them and their files. If we just take this, we can get it all right. If we catch the bastards in each branch, we may be able to catch the top of these bastards eventually.

Let me ask you one last time.

"But why are you bastards hiding out and suddenly showing up?"

"Well, that... this time it took me bad luck to work in the city..."

"If you get caught, you have to run, right?"

Why did you splash out of town?

"I didn't think I'd be able to sow all the traces... well, that's why."

"No, asshole. Why did you do that?"

When he lifts his fist, he falls asleep.

"Ugh!! Lord, I did it to make the last temple before I died!"

"The last temple? Explain."

"Well, I mean... we've been oppressed by you ever since. Many of our predecessors have been slaughtered. So... as a temple of vengeance... I tried to build my last achievement before I died..."

It was just bad luck that most of them were going to die anyway. Finally, they built a stack of heavenly tunnels while slaughtering civilians. Well, according to the data, you can hide your religion and get away with it.

"Fuckin 'balloons."

Anyway, these bastards have literally been blaming their false beliefs for hundreds of years and repeating shit.

Amazing.

From gathering the teachings in the first place, it is evil.

According to the Fooli method, it is very effective to marvel at the criminals in the slums. Because even criminals fear their own followers. These are pagans who have suffered so far by digging into such a psychology that they turn their backs on you, tempting you to say that you can go to heaven if you are faithful to our religion.

Then even a violent murderer gets into this crazy religion.

Of course I have to.

I've been stabbed with a lot of robbery so far, but I know it's not a bad thing, it's not all a good thing, and I don't think I can get to heaven. If I don't believe it, it's a moron.

Even after joining a church, it is said that if you continue to commit such acts of robbery, you will be recognized and treated better within the church. Robbery, extortion, rape, literally oppressing pagans. To be a true god fighter.

Comradeship and companionship that you never had in your entire life, with all the strength you wanted to do with it. and feel warmer and become more immersed. It is said that being fully sensitized to the church becomes a fully controllable power that only the priest does.

Above all, think of heaven as the biggest bait to reach the afterlife.

"What kind of paradise are you in?"

"Oh, it's a world where there's only warmth and joy. It's paradise to do whatever you want... I've learned."

"If you slaughter pagans, you can go there?"

"... yes."

"If innocent civilians don't believe in their religion, are they all pagans?"

"... well, yes."

What a fucking world to be.

The most surprising thing was that even though the doctrine was followed, there were plenty of believing assholes.

The information that the Bronze Society now has is wrong. They were still active in the shadows. I just hid myself more secretly to avoid subjugation.

Sometimes, like these bastards, only the ones who are a little more or less visible can be defeated, but there are actually more of them alive.

When I am king of Fujian Judaism, all these fuckers will just be uprooted. When these bastards overflow, the world ends up fucked. The only place to embrace these people is the sugar cane fields of hell and hell.

"Wrong! Please, no more pain...! Argh! Argh!!"

"Shut up, motherfucker."

- Phew!

Immediately, I plucked Bugal into his heart.

"Argh..!"

The man who was convulsing grew colder.

It's over.

"Interrogation is over!!!"

When he cried out loudly, Ari approached and asked.

"Father? What about the priests over there?"

I called the dryers to Ari's question.

"Dryward Squadron!!!"

And order.

"Kill them all!!!"

- Shaaaaah!

- Shaaaaaaaah!

- Krrrrrr!

At the same time as I gave the order, I ran to the priests lying tied up.

- Pewwww!

- Argh!!

The priests were instantly slaughtered like dried-up men who hated humans.

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