Haroon

The sister Harun returned to Bjorn after practicing her messenger sword, dogma, and spirituality overnight, turning Manaflo twelve times before dawn, relieving her fatigue and finishing her meal.

Harun wonders how Harun reacted. I was worried you might have noticed that all the spirits were summoned, but she didn't know that your spirit was summoned because she was a low-born wizard.

Instead, she and Serran were interested in something else.

"You're much cleaner than you think. How do you keep it so clean? Looks like you did your own laundry last night."

"I guess so. You go the same way, but you don't see a speck of dust on your defense gear, so it's comparable."

The Harun sisters admire Harun's defense gear compared to their dirty outfits. For the past two days, Harun has always been clean. Even after washing themselves, Harun's armor is clean.

"They say when a man is so clean, he drops his stuff."

"Madness! I hope it's clean. I wanted to get rid of all the dirty ones. Yeah, I just want to blow my brains out when I see you grinning like you're a seasoned user."

Serran and Harun once argued over Harun's appearance.

'Hmm! This is better than I thought!'

You summoned your spirit, but there was very little consumption.

Above all, the four spirits with water and fire, wind and earth properties remained in Harun's body as a side effect, maintaining a clean body as well as warmth retention without having to be summoned.

"Enough and let's go!"

"What's the rush?"

"We'd better get going."

The Harlan sisters struggled, but quickly met Harun. Harun liked the quiet conversation with them more than anything else, since he had clearly embraced it. There was so much to learn.

Harun's group arrives late in the afternoon at a ridge that connects to a mountain range, and finds the perfect place to rest. The Harlan sisters set up a safe zone and logged out today as well. Harun looks up at the sky as he sees her silhouette disappearing with fine powder of light.

There were two moons in the sky, so the son-in-law was shining brightly in the light of the gentle moon.

After eating dinner alone, Harun took a short rest for a long time, practicing swordsmanship, dogma and spirituality. Then, as I rotated Manaflo in succession, my body and mind fluttered.

'The moonlight is good today, so let's run all night.'

I was excited for some reason. As I experienced someday, tonight I felt like I was one with the world that was bitten by the harsh silver moonlight.

Harun looks away.

The long, jagged ridge, with only sparse trees standing on it, brings grass to its thighs. A long distance mountain is visible along the ridge.

Let's go over there! '

I knew it was quite a distance, even if it didn't look far, but I could come back at dawn with a messenger skill. When I was finished, I was going to run for training.

Pa!

Harun's body presses forward rapidly. By condensing a certain amount of inhaled Mana that was full of earth by rotary blasts, his body flew over 5 meters per step, forcing his toes to leap.

It's a mixture of first level walking and second level fast skills.

Having spent some time thinking about Mana absorption skills and fast-paced skills, Harun found a way to run fast while continuing to absorb Mana.

"Great! I like the amount of Mana absorbed and fast. Now all we have to do is find the best combination. '

Harun, who succeeded in crafting the skill as expected, enjoyed the atmosphere he was receiving throughout his body and experimented with a variety of experiments to find the most suitable combination. Then I arrived at the foot of the mountain. Harun's spirit, which was sold for a skill combination, was not a mountain, but a noise that didn't match the night at all.

What is it?

Harun runs quickly in the direction of the noise.

After a while, he saw a fiery village, people running around in a frenzy, and a band of bandits chasing them. Near the mountain was a small town about 30 lakes in size, some of which were on fire.

Some of the defenses to protect the village have already been broken and there are dozens of dead bodies at the entrance. Most of them were young men who were brutally killed with their limbs falling out and their heads cut off.

"Ugh!"

The view of the village that looked so clear from the moonlight and the blazing blaze of blazing furnaces was like hell.

In the middle of the village, a few men were raping women in the streets, and in the middle of the town, bloody animals were strangling and beating elderly people on their knees. Next to him, about ten young children were terrified and trembling with their heads on the ground.

Harun takes a deep breath and shudders as this hell happens in the moonlight. At this time, I was not at all pleased that the attention had improved.

Harun's feet are rapidly approaching the village, his eyes turning red.

"You traitors! They're all dead!"

"Please have mercy, aah!"

"Ugh. Sal, help me!"

"Khhh! I'll save you! Spread your legs properly!" "

"Ahhhh!"

The man who climbed up the young girl's legs forcibly, revealing his lower back, drooled.

"Bel! Ariya!"

Suddenly, Bell and Ari's faces were projected onto the girl's face. The base villagers' faces are projected on the heads of the villagers lying sideways, covered in dust and dirt, unable to detect their eyes as if they were smooth.

"Rrrrgh!"

Harun's mouth starts running like a cannonball and a screaming sound erupts from his mouth. The atmosphere, which was killing my breath in this hellish scene, stirred up a tumult like a wave and attracted the attention of the beasts.

"Who is that guy?"

"Hehe! Maybe it's the sister of the girl lying underneath me." "

"Ka-chicka-cha! It's hard to see you running around with your teeth bent on killing people without running away." "

How many guys used to make fun of their waist with their tongues? She frowns. The women below, screaming and mutinous, have fainted long ago, and some of the unappreciated people shuffle their lower lip and stoop to Harun with roughly a hard leather.

Pablo!

Harun's hands, crossing the barracks like a bird, hold the Sawyn Sword for a moment.

"Oops!"

"Huff!"

The man's eyes widened when he saw the man leaping over a three-meter barricade like a bird. They rush to find their weapons nearby.

Harun reaches over the fence and swings the Von Sword as he makes a double leap. Von Sword takes Harun's Mana and shines white.

Faha!

"Ino...!"

Boom, boom!

Tuck!

Three throats fly into Von Sword's swift trajectory, screaming and falling to the ground. The trunk loses its head, slowly spurting blood like a fountain and collapsing strangely.

"Profit!"

Harun's eyes turned completely red as soon as he saw the girl lying on the dirt floor, unconscious or dead, with excessive force covering her flabby flesh with the edge of her clothing that turned like a torn mop.

When the helmet peeled off, Harun's face, which had three horns as thick and big as the devil's, was mostly covered with hair, but red glare was blooming in between.

After being hit by Thunderbolt in the basement of the verification coffin, a hideous horn suddenly resurfaced. And there was a fucking concussion going on between those horns.

Harun now slowly walks toward the center of the town. There, a few men, kneeling down on their knees, cut their throats, humiliating and assaulting each other.

Puck! Puck!

Harun's feet, filled with fury boiling from the base of his chest, set deep footprints on the ground.

Harun's feet head toward the man's butt, raping her through the cracked door. The man in the vicious mollusk, who was making fun of his waist, turns his head to hear the sound of his feet.

"Ugh! Who is this?"

"Demon!"

Bone Sword snaps a man's neck without hesitation.

Harun decides to become a demon. Even after seeing such a scene, he could not maintain reason. Your vision is red, but you don't miss anything.

"Oh, fuck! No matter how much I rob it, all I get is dust."

"Hehe! I packed some yellow coins and some food."

"Oh, fuck!"

In the next house, there were two men who raped and searched the house thoroughly. I saw two young, old women lying helplessly bare, bleeding through their shoulders.

The two men who came out with a bag of hard leather roughly wrapped around their heads opened their mouths when they saw Harun, but they could not speak.

Harun's von Sword, who once took a leap at them, slashed their throats without any blood.

Harun's feet, headed towards the center of the town, head to the nearest place you can hear the sound.

There were real demons running around town stealing and looting and raping women. Von Sword sheds the heads of the demons, sprinkling John's light. Whether their skills were poor or careless, they fell headless, one by one.

When Harun's journey around the entire house, which was only thirty, headed towards the center of the village, there were already a dozen people waiting for him.

"Evil!"

"Ow!"

Those who had just done something as monstrous and blatant as the devil were startled to see Harun. Harun's eyes glow red with three horns above his head. And a few drops of blood are dripping with the white Von Sword's swordsmanship, with a peculiar pattern rising.

"Nu, who are you?"

Harun walks toward the men with no answer.

A pale red mist was gathering from the corpses scattered throughout the town through Harun's body. It looked as if the Devil was absorbing the corpse's blood, so it bore those who had been killing until now.

"Y-yeah, stop! Stop coming! Or I'll kill all these bastards!"

A man shouted seizures and still brought blood to one of the children's throats. Then the rest of the men quarrel and put their weapons around their necks after grabbing and shaking hostages.

At that moment, the red aura that had eroded Harun's eyes began to fade. It was only when I realized that innocent people could die that I was wrong.

But I heard a small voice in it.

- Lord Myos, your servant, poor Der, is eager to pray. Save me, my parents, and the people of this village from these demons!

It was the screaming prayer of a boy, crying with his face to the ground in fear. If he had the strength, he would want to kill these demons himself. The boy's despair and fear have been conveyed.

Suddenly, I remembered an incident that had happened before.

"I, the Lion of Death, the willing and master of darkness, have heard the voice of my poor little servant, bored with fear and despair. I cannot bear to look upon you, my poor servants, who have brought nothing but misery and despair into the abyss. I came out of the darkness to ask you for your sins in violation of the law of Myos."

Harun's eyes burst with intense blood.

The moment Harun, enveloped in the pale scarlet glow of the moon, spoke in a eerie voice, the men dropped the weapon that threatened the neck of the hostage and began to step back with a whitened face.

At that moment, Harun sent his will to Livi.

- Liffy, suck them into the ground and smash them into the Soil Sphere! so that you can face death slowly.

- Hehe! Repeat what you did then. I'll do that.

Harun raises his thumb and turns it down.

"Shhh!"

"Help me!"

"Wrong! Mercy, please!"

Screams erupt from everywhere. They are dragged down to the ground at once and scream, not being able to endure the horror and pain when they are stuck in their bodies. Their eyes trembled violently, remembering that they believed they were going to burn in the burning sulfur of hell, even in pain, deep underground forever.

"The mouths of the sinners will be shut!"

After a cold curse came from Harun's mouth, the earth shook lightly once, as if to follow it. Then their screams are no longer heard.

Blood began to flow from the noses and eyes of the men who were bleeding through the small spheres that pierced their bodies without being able to pass out. You hear the last words of those who cry out in horror that they will fall into hell, regretting their pain.

"The grumbling and deep screams of the living for the sake of death and prayer have awoken me to infinite depths of the earth. By the power of Myos, your beasts, who have defiled the grace of the earth and the godliness of life, will fall into the fire of hell. Death by lightning and atone for your forced sins in the endless burning of burning sulfur! Farewell!"

Along with that, the earth sucks out their entire heads. Without a scream, without a trace, they vanish into the depths.

The villagers and children who were looking at the village while still lying on their faces, gathered their hands together and worshiped.

"The Lion of Myos has appeared!"

"The grace of Miyos has come!"

The eyes of those who had suffocated with fear began to give rise to intense heat. Harun was only able to come to his senses when the name Myyos was associated with the mouths of the helpless who had lost their families and their homes.

I realized that the subject of the outburst was no longer available.

"Oh!"

"Myos' deputy killed all the bandits!"

Harun finally remembered what he had done, but he had no regrets.

Harun went around the village and asked Raifi to bury the bodies of the bandits he had killed deep underground.

Every time, red smoke flowed out and headed for Harun's body.

Harun, who took care of all the bodies, left town without delay.

Survivors who saw Harun's body fly away with a fast-skill thought that the lion of Myos would be sucked into the moonlight. For this reason, no one doubted that Harun was a messenger of God. You cannot fly away into the moonlight unless you have wings.

Harun's body flew up the hill and disappeared in the middle of nowhere.

Haroon looks like a bird with huge red wings flew into the moonlight as he jumps high into the moonlight and climbs up the mountain on top of the trees.

Those who barely survived the bandits gathered their hands together and worshiped the lion of Myos, shouting in sadness and pain.

"The Lion of Myosin will punish all the bandits. So you must be going up the mountain!"

"I think you're right. They're worse than monsters, so they'll be dragged to hell."

The village cried at the sound of the boy with his face still full of tears.

The only thing that survivors want now is for cruel bandits to be punished by the god Myos. These are the bandits who killed, raped and burned their families to the ground. The god of the earth, Myos, who protects such lowly people, cannot stand idly by.

"Please take all those bastards to hell!"

Those who survived the old man's desperate prayers raised their voices and prayed earnestly to the god of Myos.

Harun had to stabilize her body for a long time after the Sister Harlan had expanded her messenger fast skills and returned her log-off to her seat.

I was uncomfortable because I had lost so many lives.

'But they have to die. That way more people can live in peace for a long time.'

I couldn't forgive him for hurting anyone who wasn't guilty, not in real life, not in Beyond. I don't have the strength, Hannah. I have to do this. I was not that strong myself, but I wanted to use that power for good.

Zombie excitement and anxiety make a decision to concentrate on Mana Flow. Manaflo was also unable to concentrate and keep breaking, but after a long time, he was able to fall in love with Manaflo to forget himself.

Overnight, I was full of vitality as my body and mind flew away. I was able to rob him of the feelings that had been bothering him for some time.

'Yes! That's what I'm doing. Let us give reverence to those who are likely to sin by becoming false gods and a little hope for those who are powerless.'

When I came to that conclusion, I was relieved.

Then why did you do it? '

Harun reminds me of the strange things that had happened to him.

His eyes, which used to glow like red jewels, now return to normal. A pale scarlet blur came into his gaze, wrapped around him like a mist.

What is this? '

I didn't know. Now it looked good because it was lighter, but when I left the village, it was as red as blood. It was dark there.

"Hoho! This symbol? '

His gaze was fixed on the back of his hand, where the red cloud was slowly seeping in. It was a symbol of a strange energy that came into the body as if it were alive when you saw the Rump Orcs ritual a long time ago. For a long time, I had forgotten that I was invisible, but today I showed myself again.

"Amazing. Why is this happening? What the hell is this red smoke? '

While he watched, Red Meat completely soaked into the peculiar pattern carved into the back of his hand.

Harun focuses his consciousness there to see if anything has changed, but he can't feel anything.

Isn't that Mana? '

The morning came as he was worrying.

"You're diligent."

"Yeah. It's always connected before us. Your capsule, by any chance, is it superb? Well, he's that rich. Why not? I envy you!"

Unlike the other day, Sister Harlan, who joined Beyond early, saw Harun ready to leave and recalled a capsule she had never thought of before.

But now was not the time to talk about such trivial matters.

"I need to talk to you."

Unlike the other days, Harun's words, who had a serious face, also made Harun and Ceran look a little serious.

"Actually, I should get back to Herb City. There's something I need to meet with someone related to the storm troopers here."

At Harun's words, the Harun sisters look at each other and look baffled. I can't believe you came all this way and went back.

"It's important. At least it's gonna take a full day."

"So what do we do?"

Serran asked in an angry voice.

"I'm going back to Herb City to do my job, and I'm going to use the Warp Wizards to get to Demo City, so you two can just go back to Demo City like you used to. I don't know the geography there, so I'll meet you outside the castle."

"Does that make sense? You want me to go that far without someone to escort our fragile, beautiful women?"

"Honey, I can't do this. What if we get into an accident on our own? It's a rough world out here."

Sister Harlan jumps up and down.

"If you two are good enough to fight an ogre on this safe path you meet from time to time. I wanted to come with you, but I don't think I can. I'm sorry."

When Harun spoke again with a truly sorry face, their expressions softened slightly.

"What's going on?"

"That's …… something about processing items."

I said it because I didn't have an excuse to convince them, but I quickly changed the faces of the two bright sisters.

"Really? What items?"

Harlan snorts and asks.

"I don't know. I have to go."

"What is the item rating and quantity?"

"How did you get that call?"

Serran was interested in the item and wondered how Harlan heard about it. Harun showed me the necklace around his neck to unravel Serran's curiosity.

"This is an item that can communicate with the blast mercenaries here in the world."

"Where? Wow! Was there a communicator like this? It's so beautiful, it's so artistic who made it!"

Harlan looks closely at the pendant in his hand and bursts into elasticity. It was the perfect item for trading, but I had never seen a pearl so interested in jewelry or accessories.

"It's not a communicator, it's a tool, but I'll get enough rare. But are the storm troopers here really that great? Even a telecom like this uses rare art."

Serran looks at Harun's awkward face, standing around because of the crooked eggs, and pulls her back.

"Why?"

A foreigner turns his head and asks.

"Harun's having a hard time. You promised me you'd throw in the towel, you promised me you'd give up."

"Crazy! Do I look like I'm crashing? He's the one who wouldn't give me an eye even if I was naked."

"That's because your body is dirty."

I tried to start fighting again. Harun said in a decisive tone, "Let it go and I'll waste my time again."

"Anyway, let's break up knowing that. Looks like they're running out of time."

"Okay, okay. Then get them all. Bring them back no matter how useless they look. Then I'll meet you in Demo City."

"Okay, you guys be careful!"

The sister Harun, who was about to start a fight, listens to Harun and lets him go. It changed a bit, but in the last words, it was the same resolute, cold figure as before.