Godless Birth

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I immediately started treating the trauma.

Cheers!

Smoke rises from the wound with the sound of grilling.

The energy of the pole.

I glanced at the window for a moment to shake my hand at the serious stench that pierces my nose with the smoke.

It was true that you gained considerable experience killing martyrs before coming here, but it was a time when you needed considerable experience to level up to a level 1.

But the level went up.

Looking at the reminders that came to mind, the experience gained was considerable.

Well, that's where all the distractions come in.

It was even weirder that those who survived the intersection were not masters of high stature.

I think I got a big gift from Thousand Horses.

It's perfect for leveling up stagnant levels.

This was my experience hotspot and Nodaj.

I don't need to be obsessed with justification, nor do I need to care about my face.

I kill them all, but I don't hear any rumors.

It was never lacking to call it the best hunting ground.

As a hunter, I can't just walk past this place.

Escape is on hold.

It's time to level up.

.

I hid silently for a few days.

The seven I dealt with were not a bluff, but I was reluctant to think about it.

They clearly told me that I needed force to survive here, and that I didn't know the power of those in the interferon immediately.

I didn't think I was weak, but I didn't intend to stir it all up without knowing anything about it.

It was because the magical strength (internal air) and stamina wore off faster than I thought.

That is why I have had time to adapt to the idle air of the intergalactic, and to adapt my vision to the darkness like darkness.

After five days, his vision finally began to become a dog.

If we're in position, we should be able to bring up the info window.

Unfortunately, even though contaminated Magi like EMP still had a good scan skill, she had no problem leveling up, so it was time to move on.

When I walked around for a while.

Phew! Phew! Rrrrgh!

This sound is definitely a fight.

The sound is not far away.

* * *

“Ha, ha. ”

The whimpering shoulders, the groaning that seeps through the lips.

I couldn't help but admit that as time went by, the shortness of breath reached its limit.

How did this happen?

That was pathetic.

“Father. ”

Your father betrayed the Pope and the Church?

You have to be reasonable.

This is a false alarm.

Whoever his father is.

It was Kwangma, the right arm of the Pope and the elder of the Church.

If we divide our loyalty to the Pope in the order of the Church, the first would be our father.

Maybe that's why.

The elders joined forces without even giving an excuse, saying that they were having an affair with the Pope when he fell.

After a desperate struggle, my father was killed.

They were frustrated with the long reign of the Pope, and with the goal of overthrowing the Pope, they got rid of the father without negotiation.

You're framing me for something.

How many unmanned men of the sect my father beat and killed?

Who has always stood at the forefront and smashed the heads of the Shamans of the Pharisees? I can't believe they're having an affair with the Shamans of the Underworld.

If you're gonna kill me, just kill me.

To put such disgrace on our family members who have been loyal to the church for generations to come, this was too much execution.

But what can I do?

My father told me before he died.

Bridge is the strongest zone.

We were weak.

And I'm sorry.

It was more heartbreaking to say that I was sorry for coming out of my father's mouths when I was bored than when I fell into an intersection.

I felt so alive.

What is the concept of weakness?

Under the bridge, sin was not the responsibility of the regiment.

It should have ended with my father's death, as long as my father had struggled with it.

But it wasn't.

He was a minor Catholic candidate.

It was given to one of the elders' disciples or the flesh, and the father's choice was his own son.

But I was going to take care of the newly elected Pontiff. I didn't want to compete and win.

The next-generation unmanned cranial paladin was not as accomplished as the rest of the horsemen.

The most difficult to handle was the craniopharyngeal foramen.

As the internal air speed was significantly slower, it was able to obtain a pure maggi that was not pure, and there were no side effects of biting on the marble castle.

The problem is there are fatal drawbacks to the craniopharyngeal foramen.

The internal air was significantly slower.

Even the fuzzy elixir couldn't solve the problem, so all I had to do was train and wait.

That's why the Marci family became an outsider.

The horseman's accomplishment was slow, and he was beaten with his body.

But it wasn't just the disadvantages.

The speed at which the air flow was significantly slower was able to obtain a pure maggi that was not pure, and there were no side effects of biting on the star.

After waiting for the fall, I was able to demonstrate tremendous power even if the carpenter of the brain only rises in the training.

The problem is that he's staying on the planet.

My father told me not to rush it because it was a quick enough accomplishment, but it was not enough to compete for the post of the minor bishop.

So I was going to give up in the first place, but I was overwhelmed by the acceptance skills of other minority candidates.

Those who thought they were friends didn't have a Thrum for killing and poisoning.

I worked hard like my father, but the result was a lack of interference.

I was miserable.

This was the end of the Massi family's reign of devotion to the bridge.

You fall into an ambush with a lot of wounds and poisoning.

I was surprised that there could be such an unpleasant Maggie in the world, and I was frightened that the energy was constantly trying to penetrate into my body.

Luckily, Magi was burning her brains to the ground, but she was at her limit.

I haven't had a proper meal since I got here.

Nothing was contaminated.

I was so hungry, I ate, I puked all day, I lost my strength, and I just survived.

But now it was really the limit.

Crazy people come looking for you every day.

He was also called a mad beast in the school, but they were really mad beasts.

Even though this place is hell, I didn't want to be with those non-human beings.

Above all, I never wanted to get involved with those who were involved with religion again.

You may never see the sun again.

Those lunatics in front of you must have killed them today.

“Kleckle, today is your last offer. Why don't you come with me? ”

“I am the miner's son! Get the fuck out of here! ”

“I know. I once fought with your grandfather and his disciples. Then why are you so anxious to die? This place is worth living in. Kleckle.”

“You think I'm going to make friends with those martyrs again! ”

“We are also deserted by the Church, don't you know? ”

“Don't treat me like you sinners! ”

“Weren't you a sinner? Kleckle, I don't know what the story is, but I think it's unfair that you're here, and what if we're the same as you? ”

“Shut up! You've already touched me! ”

“Didn't I say it was some kind of flagship ceremony? If we don't get power, what's to stop this place from turning into a meal? He's offered to accept it since he passed. Kleckle.”

Is it because he gave up being human?

The old man with black skin flew his tongue around with a strange gesture, but it didn't bother him.

I want to swing my fist at that face right now.

They handled food the first time they saw themselves.

If you die, you're dead. How can you be with them?

They are strong.

I couldn't kill a single person fighting for days.

It was a fight you could have had if you were intact, but you were holding your own.

Now that you've declined my final offer, it's time to hang in there.

But even if he died, he would die as a man.

“If you die, you die. I don't live like you guys. ”

“Marcy's family is worth a lot of money. I'll kill him if he wishes, Klkel. Kids."

“Yes, shorty. ”

“Don't cut your skin, it's going to fly away. Kleckle.”

“It's easy to find someone that big. I'll finish it with a fist.”

“Kleckle, that's Marcy's family. Don't be careful.You 're a snot-nosed guy. ”

The stiff expressions of minerals started pulling up all the internal air that was running to prevent contamination for the last fight.

Phage work.

Then a thin brain metastasis started leaking from the body.

The photowater flew away, satisfied with the fact that it could emit a brain compared to when it was in good health.

“Ahhhh!”

The place where the miner's fist was headed was the thin man who exchanged the last words with the old man.

Pazzi puck!

The miner frowns.

It was so easy to get my fist caught.

“That's a little thrilling. ”

It was a situation that lacked more internal air.

Though the external training did not push you away, the overwhelming opponent's internal air was swallowing his fist.

“Ahhhh!”

He swung his opposite fist as he knelt.

Boom! Boom!

“Can you keep up with that speed? ”

The mineral did not give up.

The opposing Pokémon slams into its torso with a short distance.

Phew!

At the moment of a tangle and fall, the miner quickly ascends and smashes his nose.

Qajik!

When I try to slap my forehead again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mineral waters roll down as they spill from all sides.

Phew! Phew! Rrrrgh!

The miner stares at a place under a spilling attack, and there is a man rising from his nosebleed.

“Ahhhhh!”

The miner lunges, ignoring the attack.

The attack pauses for a moment.

“He's out of his mind. ”

“It's a hard place to live in. That's why I'm gonna fucking die. ”

“Let's help them kill themselves. At this rate, we're the only ones close to shorties and co-owners all day. ”

Maybe the miner was called a mad beast in the school for no reason.

There was only one goal.

Killing one person and then dying.

That's why I only planned to target one.

It was the onslaught of a wounded beast with nowhere else to turn.

“What are you doing! Get this fucker off me! ”

“Wow, you're not kidding. ”

“Why the fuck would he go after me? I've had enough!”

Phew! Phew!

The miner swings his fist at the thin man, even as his fists and kicks pour out.

“Ahhhh! I am the frenzied son of a miner! ”

* * *

It's not contaminated. ’

Limited rains have been watching the battle between the Contaminated Witches and a man with a large body.

However, it appears that the body of the uncontaminated man is rapidly contaminated.

It wasn't normal at first.

I could see the blood flowing from the lacerations on my clothes, and it even seemed to be addicted to the radiance of the skin.

The victory and defeat of the battle has already been decided.

I was impressed by the thought of trying to kill just one person while holding on to that body, but I didn't feel the need to stand up and help.

“Ahhhh! I am the frenzied son of a miner! ”

At that moment, I dug a hole in the frontal lobe.

"Son of Kwangma Dong-cheol"? ’

HyukEun Seol told me.

The only elder who supported him was a madman who died a wrongful death after being framed.

I can't believe his son is in this hell.

A thousand horses on a running horse.

I couldn't be more of a working bridge.

When I looked at it, I remembered the information window.

[Name: Horseshoe

Race: Humans

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Affiliation:

Grade: B

Talent: 9]

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