Godless Birth

“Enough!”

As the voice of the catastrophe is heard, other members of the army and the imperial army appear one by one. I was making a sad look at this situation as if I couldn't believe it.

No way.

You're just gonna let him go?

A long time together?

Say no, please.

This is all your father's wrath is?

Why are you making that look?

Did I get the wrong guy?

It was true that he would not abandon his people after the chaos had broken out. But as I believed, loss would also be greater, and this was not a mess.

Moreover, because he was the leader of one organization, he was in a position where he could not punish, and if he did not punish milkshake, all relationships with others could collapse.

But why is he looking at me like I'm sorry?

Are we really gonna let him go like this?

He approached me and said he was sorry.

“There is only one law in the Great Kingdom. ”

“What is it?”

“You can come in when you want, but you can't go out when you want. ”

Ah · · · · · ·.

Thank goodness.

Thank God you're here.

It's my mistake.

Of course, I even touched her. Forgiveness seemed to have gone too far.

It turned out to be the look he had made to ask me to concede.

“You must defeat me and all my men to get out of the Castle. ”

We don't have enough defeat. We have to defeat them all?

I was told to die.

Betrayal is death.

“If I may, I would like you to proceed according to our law, would you allow me? ”

I nod and take a step back.

Why not? I was going to.

I could have survived the battle with milkshake or fled, but I couldn't kill it, only because of my superior mason.

I'm satisfied with this.

Rather than killing one of the Musketeers at the Castle of Lordship, it was the perfect situation for the Unsullied of Lordship to not antagonize me.

Above all, I've already shared my hand with milkshake, so whoever killed him, that experience would come to me as long as I was nearby.

If you can snore without touching it, why not refuse it?

Above all, watching them fight was a good study to fulfill their lack of experience.

* * *

Cheolju Won desperately wished he was wrong the whole time he came here.

It was because I didn't want to believe it because it was also a family.

In fact, I wanted to avoid it.

My sister and I were fighting, a savior who allowed my daughter who was too tired to walk the castle alone, and now we have a half-brother.

‘I hope not. ’

Evidence that the fight itself is clear.

The scene in his eyes was simply telling him that he could not deny the situation.

When Cheolju Won stood in front of Milky Way, he raised his energy while biting his lips.

‘I didn't want this ending · · · · · · · ·. ’

“Brother · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Have I ever been your brother? ”

“Yes · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Then why did you betray him? ”

“I didn't betray you. ”

“Were you a member of the Celestial Hall before you arrived? ”

“Yes.”

“So our time together was all a lie? ”

Milk white frowned, clenching his fist.

I snuck in for a mission, but at some point I forgot the mission and had a pleasant day.

I felt unintentionally kindness.

So I wanted to sneak out undetected, but now that I'm here, what's the point?

From this moment on, I'm not a Royal Warrior, I'm an unmanned member of the Celestial Hall.

“It was all just a process to achieve a partnership. ”

After he grabbed the spear and got into position, Cheolju Won also grabbed two daggers from his arms and grabbed them in reverse.

Guaguaguavas

As the intangible spirit collided and once caused a hurricane, Milky Way and Cheolju Won stepped on the floor and approached each other.

Idiot

You hear the sound of the air ripping out as the windshield swings in a straight line with a heavy spin.

However, I was sliding through the air, overstepping my goal.

It was avoided by Cheolju Won shaking his head.

Cheolju Won grabbed one of the daggers that was holding it in reverse and swung towards Milky Way.

Screaming!

The collar flares, but no blood splashes.

After struggling so hard, they were two people who knew each other too well.

* * *

Biceps.

Just watching the two fights drove my heart crazy.

There was no room for goosebumps.

This is the life and death of the microscope.

But it wasn't that easy to see.

With the exception of the Sausans, the Imperial Patriarchs are a long way from home. It was due to the tremendous shock wave and force that was causing the blood to seep.

To some extent, the mouth of the mouth of the mouth of the mouth turned red with blood.

Fortunately, I had a method of wind and recuperation that allowed me to endure more comfortably than a sloth.

I must have survived.

It was because they were the key to my study and opening the way to the phenomenon.

But is it because of the fight with me?

Warm milk was trying to see whether it had consumed considerable mental strength because the wind did not move as it intended. Since the beginning, he was trying to battle as a mighty herbivore, and the panic was trying to slow down the fight for a long time.

The riots and the storm troops were the same, but there was a gap.

However, the master said that a bout between the landscaped UAVs is often determined by a brief mistake or carelessness.

From the looks of it, it seemed to me that the victory was in the direction of defeat.

While the milkweed wasn't pushed like a catastrophe, the catastrophe was not aiming for a fight, and as it was said, the catastrophe was increasing the wound on the milkweed's body gradually, like a hunt.

But is this a terrifying combination of daggers and gymnastics? The Dagger and Physique of the Apocalypse were a perfect pair of needles and threads.

Moreover, it was no exaggeration to say that the body movements had risen to the level of art.

If the shaman of the milkshake was a shaman, the shaman of the desolation was the practice itself.

It seems to be freely distracted as if there were no herbivores, it seems to be moving violently, but completely resected.

The swarm is an undiscovered movement, but it's not just a minimal and efficient route to killing the target.

He is a man called the Great Depression.

I couldn't even fathom the depth.

He handed over the spear with a milky white storm and responded with a refined life that was neither excessive nor insufficient.

That's the move.

I have to carve those movements into my eyes and into my body.

The gentle milk attack is followed by a close evasion of catastrophe.

It would have consumed considerable mental strength, but its advantages were clear.

The closer we got to dodging it, the easier it was to counteract it than dodging it big, and if that becomes a habit, it's going to be a huge weapon on its own.

And the depression was a habit in the body.

There's a lot of practice that makes it possible if you don't concentrate and consume your mind.

Seeing that, I couldn't erase the feeling of suffocation.

What would happen if the Great Depression and I fought?

How long can I stand the defeat?

In fact, I know this imagination is pointless.

If we stick together, there's a good chance we'll die.

On the contrary, why am I running like crazy?

The world of Murim changed me too much.

The defeat and I had the same goal.

I had other goals, but I was sure that one day I would conflict with the situation of being the most expensive.

My defeat is certain now, but will it still be so after a while?

Why is it already waiting for that day?

I think I'm perfectly acclimating to the world.

* * *

Boom, boom! Boom, boom!

Whenever Choi Hyuk's dagger struck his spear, he felt the shock of the celestial muscle, and the crushed floor was constrained from constantly bouncing debris and shock.

Opponent enjoys melee combat.

I had to keep my distance to save the advantage of the window. But when he did, he was aiming for a fist opening.

It was a well-known attack.

It was the way I've been fighting countless times.

But today was different.

As I grew more lively than usual, my usual strikes were sharper and sharper.

Is this all of you? ’

‘Surely there is nothing you have learned from the Grand Palace? ’

Are you going to disappoint me until the end? ’

At the words of something from his eyes, he shook his teeth and swung his spear.

The wind has responded.

Every time I swing, the wind grows louder and louder.

Kuaaaaang!

Kaga Gaga!

Choi Chul-won's feet twist between the spear and the dagger.

Phew!

A brief whirring.

Because he knew that he wasn't going to miss it, he immediately triggered self-defense.

We knew each other better than anyone.

Kuaaaaang!

Along with a loud thunderstorm, an enormous shock wave swept through the area, creating a dust storm.

In spite of that, the two collisions continued.

They felt each other's energy, constantly attacking each other.

When the wind drives away the dust storm, a new dust storm once more obscures my vision.

Kuaaang! Kuaaang! Kuaang!

As Cheolju won's attack continued, the pace of the milkshake was significantly slowing.

It was because the wound was getting worse and the bleeding was getting worse.

Cheolju Won has been driving the situation for a long time, but he did not intend to stall any longer.

The opponent was his family.

Cheol Chul-won didn't intend to deceive Milk White, so he dug into her arms and stabbed her like a dagger.

It was polite of me to kill you if I had the chance.

Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!

It didn't matter if it was urgent.

Cheolju won just stabs if there is a place where he can stab, and if there is a place where he can cut.

If I have to break it, I reach out my fist to break it.

Baaak! Baaak! Puck! Puck! Qajik!

I felt the end of warm milk in the blood rushing down my throat.

‘My last one was decorated by my older brother · · · · · · · · ·. ’

“Thank you.”

Cheol Juwon glanced at Milky Way with a cool expression.

Poison your family.

Made me kill my family.

Where do I unleash this rage?

There was only one target of anger.

“I will erase the rain that sent you to me from this world. Now that's my job. ”

Screaming!

* * *

[Level has increased.]

I checked the status window at the same time I heard the notification.

Level 200.

I'm finally on the scope.

I did not go up in the landscape like the unmanned.

Technically, I was a hunter.

There were no impurities in the body because of the recuperation, and there was no need to reconstruct the body as the body was gradually changed to fit the level and the stent.

My body was never lacking compared to theirs, even without the osteoclastosis, and my chances were greater.

I was literally a fraud.

By the way, I got a lot from the Castle of Kingsguard.

I studied. I got to where I wanted to be.

When I think about it, it seemed like the ascension was driving my growth.

Anyway, now we have a perfect opponent of the Emperor and the Celestial Hall. It would have been a big help to me.

Since the Apostolic Church was also the enemy of the Apostolic Church, the Apostolic Church was now hostile to all but the martyrdom of the Apostolic Age.

I turn off the status window and look at the catastrophe.

He was raising himself after closing the eyes of milkshake.

I think my eyes will cry soon, but I have a bitter smile on my mouth. I didn't want to feel as good about it as I could, so I felt something more depressing.

Suddenly, the depression looked back at me.

“Brother, you've changed! ”

Was it because of the battle that was driving the senses to their peak? It was a catastrophe that I noticed something had changed even though I turned the information off.

“I realized something. ”

“I've got an absurd brother. ”

Right? If you empty it, you fill it up. If one goes, one comes.

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