Green Skin

“Revenge, bitch. ”

“You!”

What he saw in Yuri's eyes was a great rage. I smiled at that glass. It was because an unknown cheerfulness came into my heart. I'm so happy just to see that face. He keeps biting his lip. The mask is breaking. Whether the humans who had driven her emotions gradually disappeared, she was sending me a look of hatred.

I told her to pull the wire back, but I can't reach her voice in this situation. There was no retreat for Hayuri either. Looking for an elongation breakthrough is impressive. But there's nowhere she can fly.

If you go backwards, the situation is the origin. I will find Yuri and she will use her divine power against me.

However, it won't take much time to find a breakthrough. She knows exactly what she needs to do.

Killing the man in front of you and preaching to yourself again.

I look like a demon to anyone. If I cut my throat and sprinkle sacred power again, things might turn upside down. You must be thinking that.

I don't know if it's going to be what she thinks it is, but I think it's possible. Changing your emotions is as easy as flipping your palms. You may once again wrap up this garbage fight well.

In conclusion, the current battle has a huge impact on the front. Whether she wins or I win, me and her battles are at the center of the battlefield.

“Fucking monster...”

“This fight, it's important. Right?"

I stared at him and grimaced at him again. It's a very important fight for her and for me. A constant source of divine power is the power of the first item she possesses, the second perhaps her occupation, and the last sin she possesses.

Assuming that the power of the last great sin is significantly impacting, what she is losing now is roughly what is expected.

Angry face, irritating hand gesture, everything was telling me that my thoughts were right.

This kind of smoke looks like jam sickness.

“I can't forgive you! ”

I can see him spreading his wings and swarming towards me.

In the blink of an eye, Hyugai teases the sword. Fast, strong and sophisticated. A gesture of divine power, as if not all, was telling us that she was still strong. It was good to see you fighting the Queen of the North.

‘The level is well below. ’

Sadly, my skills are much lower than hers. Her sword is sharp, sometimes strong, sometimes serene.

Sometimes I feel like a big wave is coming and I feel like I'm throwing rocks at a calm lake.

The moment I was careless, my neck fled.

The sword I wield turns its direction back and cuts through the air. The collapse of the posture and filling in the gaps is my unique ability and body's influence.

“Worm!”

He swings Leviathan across the flames, but her sword loses its way. My posture shifts momentarily. From her point of view, it seemed like my side was completely empty, and I was also flirting my sword towards my side. It contains enormous sacred power, whether it's to be pierced and killed in one fell swoop.

"Weapon Replacement"

Release Leviathans from your hands and barricade yourself with an overly large dagger. I hurriedly shoved my magic into the Great Sword, and my body twists with her attack. The Spear of Divine Power that pours down protects with blood, and her relentless sword continues to block with the Great Sword. Resistance, which sometimes sprinkles divine power with its wings, prevents Lebanese heat.

“You weak rat! ”

Maybe she knows, too. She knows me better than anyone when my sword is pushed against her.

But it must be frustrating. He must have thought he could take him down. But it survives.

Even though her sword may hang from her neck, the sacred power of the tidal wave still lingers, even if she wounds me with it.

Trust in the flesh.

Trust my armor.

I believe in what I've built so far.

I have no talent.

There are definitely parts that can't be filled even if you try.

If it were human, it would already be dead. Even without a tail hanging behind him, he wouldn't have been able to stop the incoming attack by aiming for his lower body.

“Aegis!”

If you did not get this shield by accident, the fight may not have been established in the first place. You wouldn't be able to handle this much magical power if you weren't holding the Horseman's body as a base. If it were not for the throne of sorrow, it would not have fulfilled the specs of the flesh. If you didn't have a Spear that restores Magic Power, you might run out of Magic Power.

“You suck! ”

The more I bump into him, the more he understands me. I know better than anyone that I am being pushed by myself in every way. He can't be that strong.

She was a genius with the gift of Zigo, and I'm sure I'm an ordinary person.

But now I'm confronting her.

I'm holding back her sword somehow with a pile of sharpening teeth. These have been piled up for a long time. If I hadn't been training every day, I might not have been able to avoid an incoming attack aiming at my neck.

If you hadn't sweated and bled, you might not have made it here.

Not very talented He's not a genius. It's a completely different story. I climb up alive. If you say you rely on your body's specs and only on your armor, you don't have much to say.

But this is how I came up. If nothing has been piled up, there is no me now. This is also a way of trying, a crystalline substance of blood, sweat and experience.

There is no law that can only be dug into the air and climbed up. I am not the Goff, nor the Queen of the North.

I am naughty, despicable and lethal. I am the one who climbs to the top.

“Aaahhhh!”

A shout comes out without me knowing it.

Focus to the extreme. Unlike before, the speed of Hayuri remains unchanged.

That's how much you can focus and see.

I was risking everything and confronting her in front of everything I had built up. The feeling that the years so far have not been false, nor have the years lived as a human being, Kim Tae-sung, been useless.

* * *

“Are you all right?”

“It's okay...”

Han So-hye, the Queen of the North, slowly looked forward. A previous Orc encounter with him struck me with a sword glass in the form of a Horse. At first, I thought there would be no odds. The strength of Hyugari was more than he could ever imagine.

You could have said you were careless or arrogant. I was expecting a victory at the last attack and thought it was over. I was actually confident. I had no sense of explosive divinity or wings at all, and I was instantly relaxed by the sensation of the spear cutting off my body. Sword Hyugari was not a warrior, but strong. That's why I thought it might be difficult as a man named Blood Dagger.

‘Strong.’

He was strong. There was no way he could use a sword, spear, or blunt force. As the sword was cutting through the air, it felt like my heart was pounding. Why did he stretch out his sword there? Why do I have to fight only in such a way? There were times when I thought, why waste magic there?

But we're fighting.

Obviously, Hayuri is not being careless. It's the same as when you fight yourself. I was definitely doing everything I could. Every attack feels murderous. The sacred power contained is enormous. Even if he was there, the workshop continues to be a level where he would have cooled down the conversation.

Nevertheless, he is stopping, fighting, wounded, enduring and wounded.

Strong.

A horse that shines in the eyes of the real strong. It shows strength, concentration, and what it has. It devotes all its energy to a single sword. The user never turns its gaze away from the target. Fight to live and fight to fight. If he had just fought in the same way, he would not have been humiliated to be incapacitated.

Each one of his movements contains his philosophy and life.

Han So-hye, Queen of the North, was definitely looking back on his life. I crawled up like a weed, weak and rough.

I admire you as an innocent warrior.

He was feeling beautiful and noble. I didn't know why. However, Han So-hye, the Queen of the North, wiped her tears with her immovable hands.

“If you... feel any discomfort, take care of it...”

“There it is. A comrade is fighting. It's right to turn to the other warriors on the battlefield. I can't fight right now anyway. ”

He did not look at the anxious priest, and Han So-hye replied.

‘I want to go out and fight. ’

He had a thing about pulling people in. It was the same when I first met the Orc. The eyes that seemed to collide with everything, the eyes that said they wanted to test their lives.

Han So-hye thought that she was jealous of him, who unknowingly slammed his sword against him.

I started to think that I wanted to be there.

Self-inflicted.

You lose completely and start to feel a sense of self-esteem about yourself that can't move properly.

I want to fight with you.

I want to be strong.

I thought I was stronger, but I wasn't. Even though my body was stronger, my mind was not strong. Now, if Blood Dagger and his sword were to fight sincerely, he would have lost in the end.

‘Let's go back to the beginning. ’

The Queen in the North nods.

I no longer noticed sword swinging posture, sword swinging timing, craftsmanship, skill, or anything like that. The only thing that catches my eye is the attitude of the devil's life and struggle.

The Queen in the North began to swallow her saliva and look around. The wounded red ogre who had won over the southern king after a tremendous struggle, and the black troll who had thrown a huge black spear at the elongated battlefield, among other things, surrounded Howl the Swordsman and the Blood Dagger.

Same as then.

This is what they used to call a sacred duel.

The two of them were expanding as much space as possible to fight, and in fact, a large circle was formed near the Blood Dagger and Hayuri.

Not just green skin. Humans are the same. It is not because of the sound or the divine power and the splashing of blood and sparks. The bastards who struck the sword are looking at one or two at the center of the battlefield. Those who were struggling and hiding were also staring at the center of the camp, even as it collapsed into the Nile.

You may have just been curious about battles that have a huge impact on winning or losing wars. However, Han So-hye, Queen of the North, didn't know it.

We're all watching his struggle together.

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