Frenzy Troll

In that voice, despicable beyond annoyance. The mind-blower tried his best to be mistaken, so he handed it over.

“The gods who came for that apple are before your eyes, aren't they? ”

“Gods before you? Are we talking about us? ”

“Yes, the warriors of Valhalla are also treacherous. It's your job to get one of those apples. The noble heroes came down to earth to get one of those apples. But is the golden apple really that insignificant? ”

The mind-blower thought after finishing his speech. I took a hit.

However, Mozi looked at it as if it were pathetic and replied.

“Yes, it's nothing special. And so is our mission. It's never a mission worth listening to at least your nonsense. ”

I couldn't bear it this time, said the motivator.

“You seem uncomfortable with your planting. What did I do? ”

“Excuse me, of course. Your very existence. ”

“Yes?”

Mozi replied blankly.

“Can't you guys see you're acting weird? Being reckless, being reckless, shooting at allies, devising monster food, and · · · · Roland suspected that you might have found some cursed relics. But I know it's not like that. ”

“You mean we're weird and you know why? ”

“Yes. You were blessed by the gods, weren't you? You wanted a stronger spirit when you asked what God wanted as a gift. It's transformed into a psychic superhuman. It's so good to see. I'm a roughneck, too. But you know what's different between you and me? That's the pace of change.

There were a lot more monsters in my day, but I couldn't kill them as easily as you did. The soldiers are few and the weapons they carry are shoddy. If I saw a monster, I'd have to fight with only a handful of warriors. That way, I could only kill one monster. ”

“Suddenly, the old story says,"

“Keep quiet. Why is it so hard to learn? In those dark days, the Humans were merely slaves to giants. Of course, the gods didn't pay much attention to us. Human warriors barely killed monsters and sacrificed their souls to the heavens for nothing. The gods only pay for the soul.

Now you're paying well for it, all thanks to the achievements of the old people. The gods have proven that if they pay a little attention, they can achieve achievements comparable to these trivial tribal gods. ”

As a motivator, I didn't know why this wizard suddenly made him boast of himself.

However, I tried hard to endure the complaint. I thought I'd hear one more word.

The impulsive man gathered in the middle of the silence, but continued to say.

“Can people of today, including you, do that? Can we wipe out the monsters of the world and reach the heavens? Of course you can. At the time, thousands of troops were responsible for humanity's destiny, but now in each country, we can organize tens of thousands of troops. How much better are the Formula Weapons?

Leading that great army, you have easily killed monsters and received many gifts · · · · · and created your superpowers, powerful dynamics! Now, to what degree does that mental state? You see Roland over there? Of course he's mentally strong. ”

Moshi suddenly thought about game Mediah.

There, the heroes' abilities are represented by precise numbers. Based on that standard.

“Roland's spirit is 5. The spirit of that great knight who has been fighting monsters to liberate humanity is five. Six. ”

“You're saying we're mentally superior to the Roland alarm? ”

“For now. But does that make sense? A man blinded by gold and shot by his allies has a mind superior to that of the great Roland? But it's true. Because your minds aren't growing, they're swelling up. Explosively. As a result, you have a heroic spirit. All that self-control and self-determination is gone, and all that's left is heroic confidence and movement. Lack of dignity and wisdom. ”

The psychic bites his lip and says:

“The blessings of the gods have ruined us after all? Can we blame the gods for that? Heavenly Warrior?”

“What do you mean? I'm not blaming the gods, I'm blaming you. You got some nerve. Do those who break the oath of Gunnar worship the gods on a topic that neither reveres them nor fears them? ”

The psychic folds his arms, blushing his face.

“You insist on talking about his past. If you continue to do so, I will no longer speak to you. ”

“Whatever. I sympathize with you. You're not afraid of the gods, are you? They can't even interfere properly on the ground. But in the final moments, every human faces a goddess. Hell or Valkyrie. ”

At that moment, the eyes of the fur glowed. Magic issues. The psychic stood still while avoiding his gaze.

Mozzie prophesied against his dull face.

”But I will not be able to face any goddess comfortably. You will be condemned by the gods before you die. I can see that wretched look. ”

As soon as the paralysis subsided, the impulse gasps and groans.

Mozi comes back next to Roland and sits down.

And I fell in love with myself. The behavior that did not fit into their high spirituality was not their own story.

Mozi just got angry. Like a depressed person.

Mozzie was really depressed and unmotivated.

The Korean user King had a goal of surviving. However, Lord Maurice's spirit was too virtuous for such a simple purpose.

Now Moshe wanted to get a golden apple quickly. It didn't matter if they accomplished their mission and disappeared or returned to Valhalla. I just hope I can do what I have to do quickly and get this whole damn thing over with.

I wanted to get rid of it quickly. I don't do that right now because there's an old colleague there.

"Roland."

Mozi felt a strong sense of companionship only for that knight. Even if it's fake, anyway.

Now that I was no longer interested in surviving, I was the only one left for Moshi.

* * * * * * *

The rest of the brotherhood hears the curse after cursing, and burns hostility to the heroes again. Forgetting the grace that saved my life.

The mind-bender looks at Roland.

He took the golden apple, didn't he?

"A golden apple is not worth much? Bullshit. You stole something precious from me. Are you trying to rationalize it? ’

However, no time was given to observe for long.

Everyone was just busy relieving the fatigue of the previous battle.

Roland rises from his seat. Then he looked ahead and said.

“Here comes the enemy again. Prepare yourselves.”

Along with him, the light shines in the forest. As he said, the knights in the line stopped trying to get up.

Then I couldn't move again. Like a statue.

There was only one person who understood this madness. Mozzie shouts.

“The Petrifying Eye! Cockatrys or Basilisks. Everyone, face the ground! ”

It was a huge basilisk that appeared in the forest. The king of snakes.

Legend has it that the creature facing it will turn to stone. And the legend is true.

Due to Mayan's presence in the mural, two monsters, Cocatrix and Basilisk, also worked strongly during the game in Mediah.

Thirteen and fourteen levels, respectively, and their high levels, regardless of their level, were troublesome. If a pure member of the warrior family was not prepared for the petrification, he would have been killed as soon as he came into contact with it.

How do you stand up to that deceptive ability in the game? The two occupations were valid. Priest or wizard.

In this case, the Wizard would help.

“Moji!”

Along with Roland's shout, Mozi steps forward. And I lit up his eyes.

The matter of Moshi confronted Maan of Basilisk. Soon, the two started fighting with each other's eyes.

You can go in there and stab them in the eye while they fight. Like in the game.

“Everyone go and cut that head off! ”

That's when Roland came running.

Another glow shines in the bush.

So, the knights who were about to charge were sturdy, not running.

Soon, the owner of the light appeared. Another monster appeared in the woods, and the red flake stood out.

Roland was able to identify the creature. It was as well-known as the Basilisks and as dangerous as the monsters.

‘Cockatrys.’

A rooster monster with dragon wings and a tail. I'm also the one with the Petrifying Eye.

What do we do with him now? Moshi is tied up against the Basilisks. No priests.

Then he had to do something about it.

Roland shouts.

“Everyone stop and look at the ground! I'll take care of it!”

Roland runs toward the ground.

I had no choice, but it was a bad choice. I can't believe we have to fight a giant monster without seeing that move.

Soon after running to Cocatrix, Roland looks at the shadow.

As the giant beak of Cocatrix descends, Roland calculates the angle of the shadow.

Cockatrys' beak is stuck in the spot where Lollant falls next to it.

As a result, Roland strikes the ground again. The car that was about to swing the sword strangely twists Cocatrice's head on the ground.

And so, Cocatrix faced Roland.

Immediately, the Petrifying Curse came upon me. Lollang chokes.

My whole body feels stiff. However, whether the hero was different from the unsub, his body was not fixed at all.

Lollan lets out a prayer in his heart.

"O Odin, purify this dreadful body. ’

Purification Spell. However, the effect did not remove the body's mural at all. If we keep looking at those eyes, we will eventually become stone without purification.

Now she rushes forward blindfolded.

The moment I felt his breath, I tried to put a knife through his head. And it worked.

The sword is embedded in the blade. Now all you have to do is drill through that head.

However, Cocatrix was not at all pleased with his pain. Like a berserker.

Cocatrix raises his front foot. And kicked Roland, who was about to break his skull.

Roland has gone far away.

Cocatrix gazes at Lollan, who rolls the ground with his long neck pulled out.

If you kick the belly of the beast, it is a kick that will rupture its intestines. Cocatrix thought he was dead, but he wasn't.

The same blow makes Lollan vomit blood. But it happened again.

I thought, I'm breathing somehow.

It's crazy to fight with my eyes closed.

I had to take the damage. As a result, the moment Roland opened his eyes, the sword that was giving off a subtle glow suddenly became more red.

At the same time, you hear Odin's voice.

‘There's nothing to be afraid of since I'm with you, Roland. ’

The sunlight wrapped around him. Thus, Roland realizes that Odin's sword will protect him.

There was nothing to be really afraid of anymore.

Roland lunges at you.

“Die, chicken head! ”

And Cocatrix picks up one of his forelegs and prepares for the assault. As Roland approached, I thought of kicking him back.

But Roland diverted while running to Cocatrix. Then I rushed to Basilisk, who was still fighting Moshi.

Then he leaped over and swung his sword at the snake's neck.

The neck was so big that I couldn't cut it off at once. However, Vasilisk twisted his whole body with a burst of bright blood. Spewing poison out of your mouth instead of screaming.

Queeeeeek, Roland hurriedly opened the distance from the crying Basilisks.

I looked back carefully to prevent my body from touching the poison.

Cocatrix is on his way.

And I hear the sound of Jason reciting, the car he was about to fight, and the blue beast rushes toward me. Jason's voice coming from behind.

“Sorry! I was too late to summon the faraway one and call again · · · ·”

Soon Cocatrix was swarmed by a blue beast and rolled to the ground. I was able to take care of the collapsed monster.

Roland sticks a knife in his neck.

I couldn't afford to watch the rooster's terminal. Roland hurriedly finishes off the Basilisks and looks at his allies.

Everyone was in serious condition. The placenta is still motionless.

Somehow he didn't run, even Alonso did. He was also stiff all over.

You hear another voice in Lollan's mouth as he makes his cursing speech.

“Everyone's turning to stone. Will the Purification Prayer work? ”

It was Amaric. He was moving around naturally. How did you do that?

‘Maybe it's because it's sacred. ’

Like Amaric, Jason and Moscow were moving.

But that didn't bring any stability. Dozens of people were disabled in a single moment. Two monsters came out of nowhere.

‘Evidently, in the game, Basilisk and Cocatrix were at odds with territory. ’

< Storage [5] > End

⁄ Blacksmith