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“Angel." ”
A murder erupts with his words.
Magical forces spread around the area, as if assimilated by Lahamma's feelings.
The ground darkens around him.
Lahamma is out of sight.
I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't see him.
But I could feel something cutting through the air and flying at me.
My back is creeped out.
I felt instinctively dangerous.
You'll die if you don't do something right!
Stiff pieces gush from the ground.
They were attached to my body.
Bone armor has been summoned and boosted.
Sexual strength was applied to the eyes to enhance the senses.
It feels like the space is divided.
All objects flow slowly.
In that vision, I could quickly and roughly see a man digging at me.
You're flying over the ground with a large mace like an iron pillar.
Mace breaks the wind as he comes in.
The surrounding land collapses.
I saw Rahamma staring at me with fierce eyes.
It's a single blow.
It was hard to bear the blow.
I opened my eyes in Amon's skull.
I pulled a lot of weapons out of the item window and advanced using my magic.
Swords and spears, maces and swords, shovels and sickles. I pulled out various weapons.
Twelve bone hands that had spread like wings on their backs blocked the front with all their strength.
A dozen weapons collided with Lahamma's Mace.
Kirik!
Slow but sparkly. At the same time, 12 weapons were destroyed.
An explosive force erupts into the air around you.
Oh, my gosh!
Weapons made by the dwarves have been enhanced with added boots and smashed into Lahamma's fists.
Smashed 12 weapons and Lahamma stepped forward.
The time around it is awfully slow.
I looked at Lahamma's Mace.
Dark red magic gushes out.
That strike, no matter how hard it is to handle bone armor.
“Die-ah-rah. Angel! ”
Lahamma's slow words, different fast body movements.
I summoned Amon's Staff.
[The Staff of Amon.
Ability: Increases Magical Power by at least 50% -200% and Recovery by 10%, based on your criteria. 10% increase in impact on all skills.]
Injected the wonder.
Increases Magic Power by 100-40%, Recovery by 20%, and Influence with all skills by 15%.
Also added skill ‘Invalidate an opponent's skill once.’ Cooldown is one day.
I gripped my teeth.
You summon Amon's staff and hold it in your hand.
I feel like I've become twice as heavy on my own.
I was distracted.
Along with my fatigue, I felt overwhelmed by pressure.
I feel like someone is pressing down hard!
I had to endure these side effects.
I encountered a mace flying into Amon's skull.
You swing the staff that injected the Holy Power.
Magic and sexual strength collided.
The earth was parted in half by the boundary between me and Lahamma.
One became a sacred land, and the other a magical land.
“Stop-what?”
Lahamma speaks slowly and gives a frightening glance.
Lahamma retrieves the mace and swings it again.
At the same time, I swing the staff in the direction that Mace is swinging.
The explosion occurs when the mace and the staff collide.
Fragments of the earth bounce off the area.
Whenever there was a conflict between sexual and magical forces, the wavelength spread around.
Each attack is heavy.
I was gradually pushed back.
I strengthened my senses with my sexual strength, and I strengthened my body.
Even after using the two relics of Amon, King Lahamma did not have a single blow.
Dangerous.
Over time, I become disadvantaged.
I summoned the Musket with 12 hands.
I aimed at Rahamma as it is.
The streak shifts, and all hell breaks loose.
Skills such as‘ Shotgun ’,‘ Speaker ’and‘ Sniper ’were swayed.
Lahamma swiftly swings her mace and bounces away.
I bounced my finger back.
As the ground cracks, tens of bones bend like a whip.
They flew from all sides to stop Lahamma from moving.
Lahamma smashed those lashes with a mace.
Lahamma quickly rolls his feet.
You dodged even the mucket under fire.
Christmas is fast and powerful. Nevertheless, he did not take a single shot.
I felt a sudden depletion of my sexual strength with every use of Christmas.
My body is getting heavier.
The remaining time was not too long.
I had to catch him quick and get it over with.
* *
Over time, Lahamma grew restless.
How long has it been since I've used my own magic?
You feel that life expectancy is decreasing.
My skin was dry and my whole body was drained of strength.
You pull your magic back up and forcefully vomit it out, but you have to pay a repeated price.
"We have to get this over with! ’
If we stay like this, we will run out of life and die.
I had to kill him in no time.
The problem is that it is not easy.
Whenever I hit my physical strength and magic, I felt the heaviness.
He has a power comparable to the Crown Prince.
It's a one-on-one fight, but there's not a single jungle.
You're not just a commander!
It is overwhelming not only for the Holy Undead but also for the individual's power.
Especially, there's a reason we shouldn't keep him alive.
Rahamma turned her gaze away from the flying Christmas.
The Hassansins surround the wagon.
“Sacrifice, Hassansins! ”
In Lahamma's voice, about 60 out of 100 people step back.
They bend their knees and pray.
At the same time, their lifespan decreases. In return, Lahamma's magical power was amplified.
The magical power of the sacrifice and one magical power were compressed in return for its own lifespan.
Death invaded the Holy Land where the angels lived.
With that, Lahamma smiled satisfactorily.
‘It will be a burden. ’
I strengthened my legs.
Magic gave me physical burden.
'Unless you do everything in your power, I will die! ’
Blood splattered from my legs. At the same time, my skin was torn and blood spurted out.
Lahamma's face suddenly grew old.
That much, he became stronger.
As Lahamma is about to bounce off like a bomb, the angel moves first.
“Let's get this over with. ”
In a word, an angel jumped right into Lahamma's eyes.
Musket on back disappears. At the same time, twelve weapons resurfaced and swung towards Lahamma.
Lahamma rolls her eyes to quickly track the weapons' movements.
You swing the mace to destroy it, but the weapon is reincarnated.
"What...?"
The staff in the angel's hand extends out toward him.
The pulsating wavelength strikes him.
Boom!
Lahamma vomited blood.
As his body bounces off, the flying weapons slaughter him.
The skin is torn apart. Even the magically enhanced flesh is torn away. Even the bones were shattered.
“Not yet, not yet! ”
Lahamma swings her mace to destroy the weapon and rushes to the angel.
Rotates. Mace drops from top to bottom.
At the same time, the angel's staff burrowed toward Lahamma.
At the same time, they slap each other's limbs.
The staff pierces Lahamma by twisting her left shoulder. Shoulder muscles and bones collapsed.
If they had not strengthened their flesh, they would have perished without form.
Lahamma vomited blood.
"Oh, shit, there's no such thing as..."
Lahamma's eyes turn to the other one, the angel.
Mace is placed on the angel's shoulder.
The skull of a mountain goat smells like steamed blood.
At the same time, the angel's body twists.
‘As expected, he's weak in melee combat! ’
Rahamma smiled.
The opponent is strong. But we can defeat him...!
It was then.
Lahamma instinctively turned his gaze.
He stares at the wagon that the Sardis are blocking with a stiff face.
What is it? How anxious do you feel?
A peculiar aura caught his eye.
At this moment, I strangely remembered what the shaman said.
- You brought an angel here. We also have children chosen by angels.
* *
“Ahhhh! Do you know who I am? Rufel Olfalls, the Third Prince of the Holy See! ”
Rupel yells loudly.
And then I grabbed the sword and swung it at the edge.
By the looks of it, even the Three Mercenaries wear their tongues. But the power he was exhaling was processable.
You stop the Hassansins rushing from their swords.
Hans glances at you.
“I heard the emperor is a incompetent mama's boy. ”
I was surprised that Hans had some information about the Great Depression.
Well, I won the battle as a slave gladiator.
There was also a rumor that he was incompetent, but he was the grandson of the Holy Father.
He was raised by the Holy Father since childhood, with considerable skill.
“Now's not the time to be amazed! ”
Tinya summons the plants and barely catches the Hassansins, blocking their movements.
Her brow was covered in sweat.
“Stay still or you'll get caught! Do you have any magic tools to get out of this situation? ”
Hans looks embarrassed at Tinya's cry.
“Even so, I'm a non-combatant. ”
“Give me time, just give me time. I'll do something about it! ”
According to Tinya, Hans searches the bag.
But I have nothing to do with this.
I asked you to buy me some time, so I picked up some flares and smoke.
An instrument that emits intense light and emits smoke when Mana is injected.
“Tinya, stop giving up. ”
“Don't let him down. ”
“Hand over the Crown Prince. Then he may acknowledge your work and allow you to join us."
“We don't want to fight you. ”
The Hassansins have spoken.
His tone is blunt, but his voice is full of small sadness.
It was the brothers and sisters who trained with Damon, the trainee instructor, to come and go.
As long as my father gave the order, the Sargents couldn't just let Tinya go.
But if Tinya catches the prince and delivers him, the story may be different.
Tinya shakes her head.
“I can't do that. ”
“Tinya, we speak for you. If your father catches you...”
“I want to live. So... I'm going to resist. ”
The Hassansins have lowered their waist.
“Fool.”
And the moment I tried to run into her.
“Everyone close your eyes! ”
Tinya closes her eyes to Hans' cry.
Rupel says, "What? ’He muttered and tilted his head, and Hans slammed the flare to the ground.
Boom!
A bright light came out.
Then the Hassansins blindfolded him.
“Ahh! My eyes, my eyes! ”
Rupel closes his eyes and swings his sword into the air.
Hans sprinkles a second smoke grenade on the floor.
Blind in sight.
“All right, all right? Let's run away.”
“I can't leave you. ”
“What? We're not helping at all. It's just a snag!”
"..."
Tinya bites her lower lip.
You can't do that.
I must have told him.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
He is an angel and a savior who saved himself and his people.
I couldn't run away from him because I couldn't repay his kindness.
“I'll use summoning magic. ”
“Summon?”
Hans' eyes widen.
He knows why Tinya followed Allen.
Summon Holy Undead.
To learn about it, Tinya asked Alan a few questions and learned.
“Can you summon the Divine Undead? ”
“No."
Tinya shakes her head.
His personality was new and exotic.
Sexual strength and Mana are in the middle of a bond.
This power has the same qualities as Allen, but the pure undead cannot be summoned because of Mana.
Perhaps the Holy Undead is the only power of angels.
Is that why?
Tinya used to summon different beings from Allen here in Jevelium.
She pulls the potted plant out of her suitcase and drops it to the ground.
Then I lifted my cane.
She knows the theory of summoning the undead. But something was different with Alan.
Pure beings who are contrary to the undead, not full of anger and hatred.
She recalls the stories she had heard all the way here.
How to Summon Hans' Warp, the Commandments Allen spoke of.
Not just evil spirits, but beings who are summoned by the will of the Holy Spirit and Mana.
It was time to use it now.
Tinya recalls the senses Allen spoke of.
- It's just images.
‘Think of the image. ’
It's an image.
He imagined the beings he would summon.
- Appearance of the dead to be summoned, abilities, and the power to be consumed accordingly.
‘Think about looks, abilities, attributes. ’
I recalled the attributes of their will.
- Just as the dead respond with willpower.
‘Ask their will. ’
She suddenly felt like she was in a white space.
Beyond dimensions, I could feel the beings there.
Spirits of pure will, like children.
They look at her, their eyes wide open in surprise. Then I tilted my head.
She reaches out to them.
Help me!
The prankster children looked at her hand for a while.
And I reached out my hand in response to her call.
Tinya opens her eyes.
Who I wanted to call.
And being responsive to it.
It's …
The pot where the weeds grew broke.
The roots have risen around you.
Weeds are gone.
Rather, there was a large pillar.
The roots spread through the ground.
Stretching trunks, branches, and flowering leaves.
All kinds of plants began to grow around the trees on dry ground.
A desolate land stained with death overflows with the energy of life and Mana.
Tinya, Hans, and Hassansins step back into a huge tree that reaches 8 meters.
Tinya's eyes widen.
It was a different dimension than what it called out to me.
Thick hands and feet, wrinkled human face.
A big 'wooden man' stood up.
- You're the one who called our kids.
A voice flows from the tree.
The wrinkles representing time moved smoothly as if they were expressions.
Your face changes like a person's face. The green eyes roll over and look at Tinya.
A thick branch bends like an arm.
A relaxed movement that exudes a warm energy.
Tinya mutters, surprised to see its presence.
“Tree Spirit...? ”
The Guardian of the Forest, which was forgotten in the ancient times, took root on a desolate land.