Greek and Roman Mythology

World number.

Every tree and region that is very famous has a different legend, and the number of worlds is not all the same.

There is the water of the world the Elves serve as Mother Gods.

In Nordic mythology Odin, who was given Wigdrasil after the creation of the world, planted and grew enormously, the Branch covered the world of the gods, Asgard. There are three great roots, one of which is Niflheim, the kingdom of underground ( ) or the country of mist, the other is Midgard, the human world, and the last one extends to Asgard of the gods.

It is the largest and most mysterious number of worlds that stretches out and sustains the entire world.

And what Urea, the god of the mountains, built today, is also a kind of world water.

The world's taller number than Urea, which is more than about 150 meters tall, was difficult to believe was made by erosion of the Giant Blade.

It wasn't just high, but the combined size of the branches was enormous.

"Karma."

"Why!"

She screams, whether she thinks something's wrong with the current.

I felt my ears tingle, but I couldn't blame myself for my sins.

In exchange for making the Bone Dragon, I decided to help her fight Urea, but I'm not helping her, I'm interrupting her.

"Keep Urea out of my way because I'm going to crush the world water."

"I don't think that's the case... Well, good. Yeah, go ahead. I don't know anymore."

Karma flies on her wings, turning as she goes, trying to get to Urea behind her, but hundreds and thousands of leaves have swirled from the world's waters like a throwing star.

Every leaf contained a sacred power, so there was a high chance that a small cut would occur if I cut it.

One leaf, one small wound.

Dozens of leaves, dozens of tiny wounds.

Hundreds of leaves, hundreds of small wounds, and your life may be at stake.

But the current, believing in its defensive power and dark blessings, spread the wings of the other angel as it tried to heal Karma.

The symbol of the fallen angel spread its black wings, fluttered and flew straight into the air toward the water of the world.

Leaves pouring out toward him landed on the branches of the world's water in an instant while blocking them with a dark blessing or intercepting or avoiding the leaves through a technique called 'Flying Feathers' embedded in the skill 'Angel Wings'.

Even the continuously pouring leaves realized that the currents were useless when they landed on the branches of the world's water.

"Phew."

The dark blessing was torn in the middle and the leaves attacked, but Erebos' clothing was so strong that it didn't do any damage.

The currents lifted their heads and flew through the sky, glimpsing Karma attacking Urea and folding its wings.

I immediately looked around as I deployed the Declaration of Territory.

The world was vast.

When I saw a tree big enough to lay an 8-lane road on top of this tree, I felt like an ant, so I finished speaking.

Looking at the intricately entangled branches, it was confirmed that the declaration of the region was complete.

When I darkened the vibrant branch, I summoned the Bondi Dragon, Mir.

Mir reaches out his head, followed by a black spot of territorial declaration.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─!!!

There are only bones, so I can't make a sound, but the mirrors seem to roar with their ugly mouths open.

Mir, who came out of the dark-bitten area, ran around with red eyes without his eyes.

It looked unpleasant.

The world was the worst place for a tree full of life and a Bone Dragon called the King of the Dead.

─ ─ ─ ─!

Towards the currents and mires, the world waters suddenly attack with small branches.

It was good because it was sacred, but it seemed to feel the urge of Mir to attack instinctively.

It was disgusting to see thousands and tens of thousands of sharp branches spreading out.

The currents were deciding whether to destroy it or not, but it was Mir who moved first.

How dare you attack someone! As I flapped my wings with the movements, some of the branches from all around were pushed out by the strong wind pressure.

He then sneezes and opens his mouth, and the dragon heart that appears to be between his ribs emits a sinister energy and draws Mana together and vomits as it is.

The whole body was made of bones, so the process was all visible to the eye.

The dragon's breath, which Mir exhaled, was shot out towards the branches reaching into the black flame.

Kuhwaha-ha-ha!

The Black Flame was indeed strange.

It burns branches and corrodes them at the same time.

I was burning every branch that stretched out with my head moving, but the water of the world vomited like it was nothing.

Not only that.

Wood golems climb up like spiders from under that tree.

Eight legs, like spiders, can easily climb up to the slope to see if they have strong adhesion.

In each hand was a sacred wooden spear and a rectangular wooden shield, covered by leaves.

"Ugh..."

You can never break this tree alone.

I felt it the moment I saw them.

No, not ever, and if you spend enough time, you can break it all you want, but there's no reason to take the hard way around the easy way.

I'm going to crush him as soon as possible and help Karma beat Urea... so...

"Come out, Dahandert. Catapult. Plague."

I'm not alone anyway.

Mir raises his wings.

Dahandert tears the place apart and appears with a paralytic, and something like a firecracker turns into a plague.

[You have met the best number of people for the war.]

[The title of the Soldier Corps will be effective.]

[Athena's Blessing Triggers!]

[Overlaps the effects of Aura on Dahandert, Mir, and the Catapult.]

Enemies are also buffed by the world's numbers, but this side is also full of buffs.

He smiles and orders the summoners to watch the wooden golem on foot ascending like an ant.

"Here, wipe it out."

Oooooo! ─ ─ ─ ─ ─! Krhhhhhhhhh!

He roars and charges, as if he were answering the current order.

The paratroopers were the first to attack the wooden golems on their way up.

I dug through the wooden golem with a terrifying lunge, and immediately entered the battle.

A [Passive - Golem, but possesses demonic spears and swords. Greatly increases Attack Speed, Attack Power, and Defense when in Ripple War.], or a passive skill, whipping a dazzling spear at the golems, followed by a black lion.

Mir flies with his wings, using magic, burning, destroying and corroding branches with leafy leaves.

From the thick branches extending all over the place, the branches are constantly reaching for Mir, but they cannot strike properly.

Dahandert thumps and chops down the tree with two fists and crushes the wooden golems.

From the bumpy back of the iceberg, thousands of ice windows were made and constantly flew away.

Every wooden golem had a shield, a green membrane appeared and blocked them all.

"No matter how much you have, you have a different quality."

But the only thing that can surpass that quality is quantitative aggression.

There were not many wooden golems who knew where they were filming such golems.

That's why the currents ran toward the wooden golem and swung their swords.

As a result, the currents realized that these were difficult.

"Well..."

There are many different diseases of swords and shields, spears and shields, bows and arrows, axes and golems, and there are even bigger golems than wooden golems that appear to be intermediate commanders.

The attack pattern was very forged compared to the trappers that showed their martial arts attack, and the attack speed was fairly fast, just like the trappers who possess class S mana stones and attack naturally.

Amethyst - Silver Forest, Incision

Medium pressure, Feet pressure - Chartreuse

The moonlight is filled with despair...

Sadness will turn even the sky black...

This is my domain. Where my will is.

Uses the skill in order.

Make a persistent image through the forests and use incisions.

I put heavy pressure on the Gwanggaeto Hotae Province I am holding, and quickly dig into the center of the enemy and draw a footstep.

A black disc extends from the waist height and cuts off nearby enemies. A tower of tall swords pierces the ground and crushes the golems.

Hundreds of weapons spill out from the dark-bitten realm, recognizing and flying enemies.

Crush, destroy, crush.

Nevertheless, the number does not decrease.

There are so many numbers coming up like ants.

Dahandert's [Passive - A huge earthquake that slows down the target's mobility as it moves.] [Passive - Large sizes can be used to provoke and focus the attention of others at the same time.] I don't know if it's because of your skills, but the effects of the Black Lion and Catapult are still minor.

The total number of golems destroyed by the summoners for about 10 minutes will not diminish by the hundreds. Even after destroying the golem, it seemed like it was only a short distance forward.

"Oh, shit. There's so many of them!"

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

There is no business in front of the quantity...

And I saw Novelis for a second yesterday.

Oh, my God. Red Ear's back.