Godless Birth

As Thousand Horses' words fell, the elders of the bridge appeared all around me.

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Heard of it.

It's a place that inflicts more punishment than death.

A hand thrown away by a sinner of the Church or a martyr.

And there are no thousands of them that have been captured.

I heard that the hell that once you go in, you'll die and never come out again is the middle of the martyrdom.

I followed the fabric of walking in front of me, holding my arms together.

I barely endured the pain I felt in my abdomen and looked around.

Could it be that there was a riot in Heavenly Horse's Lair?

The thousand horses were walking towards the place where I was about to break in.

Interference was right in the home of the Heavenly Horse.

Underground, actually.

Where the hell are we going down to?

There was a heavily guarded guard that wouldn't be strange, even if it was called a swarm of hope. The people guarding this place were high enough to think that it was a martial arts elite.

By the time I got down to the bottom of the gaze, the thousand horses were stopping as if they were arriving at the destination.

Should we attack and flee now?

No, it's not.

It's too heavily guarded.

And there were a thousand horses.

If you move rashly, you will be captured and killed.

I heard you can live in a tiger's den if you stay calm.

Of course, this place is different from a tiger's den.

It was best to remain silent for now.

Lucky for you.

It wasn't that we didn't have a chance.

Among the martial artists, all I saw was hyuk-neu, and none of the martyrs experienced medicine beyond my common sense.

Above all, I was able to heal and recover from my failure right away.

“This is the only way in and out of the Middle East. It would be good for your mental health to give up the hope of escaping since no one has been interfering in the hard history of martial arts. ”

Well, I'm the only Earthling in the world.

I think I can escape if you disappear.

“Open the door. ”

As Thousand Horses' voice rang, the gatekeepers began to mutter as they looked at the truth.

Let's mutter for a while like that.

Kugu Palace!

The entrance to the Middle East begins to open.

Obviously, even though the stone wall was open, only darkness existed and nothing was seen.

Immediately, an unpleasant and unpleasant energy began to seep out of the entrance.

I frowned and pulled up the energy of the black and thorns that held my arms.

“I'm dying to know what kind of end you're going to end up in. Will it be a nightmare to live? Or will he become an angler and roam freely? ”

“If you're curious, come with me. ”

“The throne is also rich in imagination. I won't be bored if I think of you for a while. ”

“Yes, you are! ”

Baaak!

Thomas' fist was fierce on his face.

Thousands turned their eyes away from me.

“Put him in and seal the entrance. ”

* * *

Profit!

The sound of the wind coming from my ears and the pressure on my back were telling me.

It's falling.

It looks like it's already fallen a lot. How long is it going to be?

It seemed to fall into an endless abyss.

Shields first.

Kwakwakwakwa

You hear a cracking sound as something strikes the shield.

Kuang!

The fall has finally stopped and fixed.

I started treatment by unlocking the shield.

Ha.

What the hell is this place?

The place was filled with perfect darkness that none of the light could find, even the illusion of blindness.

Once I had cleared my mind, I recovered from the battle with the Heavenly Horse.

There were several reasons for defeat.

There was a wall coming from the landscape, but there was also a skilled car.

I felt that there was a sky in the sky.

I fought with the wrong mind.

Fighting back against a thousand horses.

Is it caused by responsibility or burden?

I couldn't help but think of the number of times I'd gone wrong in front of someone who was willing to risk my life and try my best.

So we have to lose.

To be honest, I didn't have any influence on the contributor.

I got mulberry on my shoulder for pulling me up.

I thought there were not many enemies in the river and soon I could overwhelm them.

It was fortunate to know that there was a sky in the sky, even now that it was a mistake.

Humans thrive on failure.

Since I have survived, this will also be my experience and the basis of my growth.

But I can't think anymore.

What is this rotten nose piercing?

Quadruck.

The moment I put my hands on my body to get up, I suddenly sat down and fell down.

Guaguaguaía!

The crash stopped shortly.

I can feel something smashing through my back, but I don't know what it is.

Through their overwhelming physical abilities, vision has also surpassed the human category. What is this darkness that is invisible to us?

Have I adjusted a little bit to the darkness?

I started to see something faint but clean.

When I waited quietly, I was able to recognize what was around me.

Shit.

This was a mountain of rotten meat and bones.

Probably a graveyard where I was piled up and piled up from the entrance and the exit.

I flew straight to the Fly Skill thinking I should move before this rotten body.

I made my way to the top of Skeleton Mountain, holding my breath as long as I could.

And quickly moved to the faint looking ground.

Tak.

“Slurp! ”

It wasn't a grave or here or a fucking place.

There seems to be an odor that is difficult to adapt to the entire interferon.

I could see how hard it was.

Above all, it is this heavy, bitter air that makes it hard to breathe.

Plus, even though I didn't move much, my body was getting heavy as if something sticky was sticking to it.

I think I know what it is.

I had a little bit of vision, but I was getting used to the darkness.

Slurp, there seems to be cloudy fog spreading throughout the intersection.

This fog is debuff itself.

I felt exhausted and sick just breathing.

No, I'm not in the mood.

Recovery was improving.

The problem is that the internal air consumption is doubling.

Smells up from the ground to Magi.

It's also deformed and contaminated Margaery.

I do my name right.

This was a fucked-up maggot who wouldn't even accept it.

I never thought I'd miss the sun so much.

This was never a human-livable environment.

It was a hell of a place to be called.

I didn't feel like the situation I was in would get better as I moved.

I heard a whistle from the front as I was barely getting rid of the irritation that was pushing up like that.

I listened and heard a sound.

It was definitely a conversation made up of human language.

I was glad to hear someone was alive here.

But the pleasure was imminent.

“You're sure we're out of new recruits? You heard the sound, right? ”

“But is he still alive? ”

“If you're dead, you need to save a corpse. They must still be fresh. ”

I listened to a short conversation, but I could see that those who were coming were not approaching me with favor.

“Isn't that him? ”

I was still discovering myself first because I had only sounded like they had come first.

It's overwhelming.

You make an analogy of their numbers with the sound of their steps.

It was seven.

As the sound of their footsteps approaches, you begin to see faint shapes of them.

They had black skin, like they were born and raised in this world.

Humans were said to be adaptable animals, but there were those who adapted to this harsh environment.

They came close and stopped, looking at me and controlling me.

I looked back at them as well.

Damn it.

I can't see my window because my vision is too blurry.

I haven't gotten used to this damn thing yet, so I can't even figure out their energy.

“I don't really feel Maggie. ”

“I know, but I can't feel the inner air." ”

“You can't be a layman? How is it possible for a civilian to have fallen from that high entrance and survived? ”

“Then what does that look like? ”

“Your limbs seem perfectly healthy. ”

“Hey, rookie. ”

Did he call me? Probably.

“Me?”

“Yes, there's no new recruit here but you. Where are you from? ”

“Han Se-cga.”

“Hans Seiger? Have you ever heard of Hans Seigga? ”

“No.”

“I've never heard of it. ”

“Isn't there something in the corner? There are a lot of people who make a big name for themselves. ”

“Well, he's a layman. ”

“Kleckle, you're out of luck. ”

“I see. Seeing as you've met us, you're both born with luck and bad luck." ”

“No. It's a long way from heaven for a layman to fall in the middle of nowhere. He's an asshole. ”

First of all, they didn't seem to know Hanssega, so they didn't come here recently.

“Oh, I'm hungry! Let's just chew him up. ”

“Are you going to bake it? Are you going to eat it? ”

“How about roasting your lower body and eating your upper body alive? ”

“Then I'm going to start a fire, so bring it quickly. ”

You can see one of the men moving a little further away.

The other six men narrowed it down a bit for me.

“You're new, too, right? I wanted to talk to you, but my friend is very hungry. ”

It seems half mad to be giggling together.

It didn't seem like an environment for normal people to live in.

“I'm afraid I have to kill you. Honestly, it's better to die like this than to live here. ”

“You want me to thank you for your kindness? ”

“Hehehe. Tough stuff, that's all. ”

At that moment, I turned my head to look at the hand extending towards me.

It was moving faster than I thought, and the force was even more than I thought, given the wind pressure I felt.

And I could see that it was a familiar movement that existed in my memory.

“Were you a volcanic shaman? ”

“I can't remember when I was the enemy, but I was. ”

I didn't feel much emotion in my voice as if I were talking about a long time ago.

These people have changed living here.

I wouldn't have had that kind of energy in the first place as an unfolding ball.

It was exposed to contaminated Margaery and even her energy seemed to be spoiled.

“What are you doing against a man with no internal skills? Quit screwing around and get it over with. ”

Qajik!

The sound of his face receding was heard from a man who was once a volcano master, not me.

My fist was stuck in the face.

I can't help it.

I didn't come here to be a meal.

Reason exists, and not everyone can talk.

The idea of eating the same human was forgotten.

I had no intention of treating them as my own.

“What is that? Is that wire right? ”

“He's dead.”

“A homeless bastard killed a wire in one blow? ”

“Why are you asking me that? You're watching, aren't you? ”

Did he notice anything unusual about going back?

They came at me with a single blow.

Each of them had a similar energy, although they had no balls.

Maybe that's how things have changed around here.

How can there be a mix of Shamans and Shamans gathering their strength in this place?

I know two things for sure.

This is also the world of the strong.

And if it doesn't work, you have to kill it.

Interference-free was the Inseparable Hell itself.

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