I have been summoned as a Champion. But do I really need to catch the Demon King?

The desperate figure was the moment when Maeul injected magic into her collar again with the idea of taking away her spirit.

As soon as the illusion reached his forefoot to rush towards Mayu, his movement accelerated as if it were about to explode.

Paang!!!!

At that instant, I stepped on a panicked, light-hearted step to escape the accelerated trajectory of prestige.

Surprisingly, however, fame moved flexibly while allowing the body itself to enter the supersonic realm.

As soon as he rotated along the mildew by axially forcing his left leg out of the straight line, the rush of fame that was advancing along the mildew broke vertically, breaking the obstacle like a lie.

In the aftermath, of course, the body of fame became thickened in the body at the moment the trajectory was broken, spreading blood beyond the thickening.

The aftermath of forcefully moving and accelerating a body that has already met its limits. Systemic cells are all cells that have started to necross.

But nevertheless, fame did not stop. No. Rather, Challana speeds up her body by grinding and wiping the ritual solely in time.

At the same time, he struck all the abilities of his body, all the strengthened powers into the sword that was holding him. All of his own is just another aphrodisiac that focuses on charna.

A technique like literal writing, because it opens up all the power of the limit at the moment of use.

Techniques that do not allow to miss or fail to win have already been used as part of the reverse in this situation.

"Ooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

'.. Argh! Quickly!'

Looking at the fame of not being able to understand how to achieve this speed in that state, he speaks of a magic bullet that is finely densely dense in the golden flashes that follow him.

Immediately after Maeul's back, dozens of dark shots were fired at the fame in front of his eyes. However, surprisingly, the magic bullets that would leave Asak with nothing to gain were scattered in the Divine Charge.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Argh!!!!

'Are you shallowing the divine power into the body?! What the hell was he thinking?! "

Even if it was a magic bullet that Mayu used to hold back, the power was never weak. A level of power that can tear the human body apart lightly.

However, the prestige in front of his eyes prevented him from developing a thin barrier of divine power in the frontal direction.

I can't imagine how much divine power was poured into the membrane of divine power before my eyes to strengthen its density. But at the same time, thanks to it, Mayu knew.

"Strike!"

Through Charlna's workshop, which had not been completed for less than 0.5 seconds, when she saw a fame slowly approaching her every 0.01 second, she realized that she was definitely after him.

We know that now we are trying to see the battle as a crossroads. It was a natural story, though. Attracting more time than this is a sure defeat of prestige.

Then at least he thought that he was trying to see the battle while there was still a defeat in his hand.

"There's also the character of a fighter. I liked it better. '

If so, we can respond the same way. Mayu also enhanced his whole body's abilities to prepare for a hit on the young challenger in front of his eyes.

Grill!!!!!!!

The earth and sky began to cry as soon as Maeul deployed his magic power to the entire output. All kinds of buildings have been vanquished around the area where Mayu and Fame have already fought.

There were small craters everywhere on the road, and the inhabitants of Al-Qaida were watching the battle of Fame and Mayu in a place that fell to the face of zinc.

In that situation, the battle between the two men lasted about 10 minutes and finally came to an end. On one side, he rushes at a speed that seems to make his own body angry with the light.

On the other hand, he was wearing a black aura that swallowed even the light. Just after the light and darkness that were so rapidly approaching each other....., they clashed with a loud voice.

Kaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!

"Ooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"

"Argh!!"

And the fame that triggered the clotting, strike-through of the limit-break focused all his current power on strikes to defeat the mildew in front of his eyes.

As such, the examination of prestige, which broke through the shield of illusion and magical power developed by Maoist oil, and finally entered the body and the body of oil surrounded by magical power within……. I was able to cut through the magic membrane of the United States and cut off her poor body.

KickingGigg!!! Quachang! Bloop!!!!

"Haaah!!!!!!!!"

"Ahhh!"

As soon as the magical membrane broke, Mystic mobilized up to the power of the infant, wielding the sword with the intention of giving up the milk, and the milk in front of his eyes literally split his body in two directions.

"Haa, haha, haha..... Ha, ha, ha! I won!!!"

A definite touch in your hands. The joy of winning beyond the limits. A reputation that cheers on the senses of all that and entrusts the body to the residual energy of a strike-through that is still left in the body.

And shortly thereafter, until just a moment ago, the eyes of fame glowed gloriously at the joy of victory.

Maeul, whose reputation has left both sides behind. One of the eight slaves of the Meier Empire, the slave master of the Demibeast, was' scattered through the air ', leaving her two sides intact.

"What, what?!"

The existence of a gaming-like system in this world was not a game. Obviously, if a person dies, it is a real world where the body remains physically.

Of course, even if the illusion has left both sides, the corpse of Maheu must remain intact in its place.

It's like a real game world. It's never going to happen that it's scattered like ash in there.

However, the moment that this could not have happened, a remarkably familiar voice was heard from behind him as he stood, bruised with a look like he had been struck by a 10t hammer on the back.

"Oh, my God. This is a really surprising result. No matter how 80% of my maximum output, it was completely the same incarnation as me, but I cut it..... Are you saying that you had enough power to put our emperor in the palace?"

The fame that was forced to stand there in an unbelievable reality suddenly turned its gaze to one sky.

It is precisely the tallest building in Alcaya, sitting in an elegant position on a paper tower and looking down on this side.

"Don't be ridiculous……."

And at the moment of confronting that person, he groaned in his mouth as if he could not believe it on his knees, facing a shocking reality.

"Huhu, I hope you don't look at monsters like that, warrior? Is the word incarnation as good as I control it myself, since the warrior in the first place was made of my own power?"

As if I would kindly explain what's going on right now, she grinds her teeth with a sword stick, holding a body that looks like it's going to fall down right now.

".... That means that what I just cut is just a slice of you?"

"That's it. Even if it's a slice, it's an illusion that materializes the reality that I created through imaginary implementation. It was a fantasy that was no different from the one I dealt with. No matter how limited the output was, it was almost nothing like me. The warrior cut it off. You can be proud enough."

A beautiful woman praising the prestige, revealing her feelings of greatness without hiding. Mayu sat at the top of the Eucharistic Bell Tower and clapped her hands.

It wasn't just that there were no wounds. The mood felt was almost nothing different from the first time Maeu faced a meditation.

No, the first Mayu encountered was more overwhelming than the Mayu in front of her eyes, as the incarnation she was controlling had limited output.

In comparison, the state of prestige is...., so messed up that it is not enough to say the worst. Fighting like this is a must.

'... The poison started with the incarnation, so it started to be deciphered because it defeated the incarnation. But right now, you can't even fight properly due to the side effects of a strike. There's a whole muscle necrosis in there. If you don't heal quickly……, there is nothing strange about the permanent disappearance of Status.'

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It was a neighbourhood book, even if it got stronger. No wonder you're a rebel. Hmm.

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