King of Shadows

A year ago, there was a massive cleanup, but there was still evil. I repeated it several times, but if I was careless, I was there. A little more discreetly, a little more cautiously, it just seeps into the vagina.

Tuner and Melin turn their heads to look at the source of their voices. It was the shadow that pierced the dark place. It was a demonstration that they were familiar with.

"Uncle Melin! That's why I told you, I don't feel good."

"Don't be afraid, Tuner. We didn't do anything wrong."

Unlike the dazzled tuner, Melin's actions were swift. Despite the fact that he was caught, he drew his sword from his chest. Whether it is a coffer or not, the prophecy contained in the coffer exceeded the ordinary scope of the blade. Jiaying, the blade that cut the air with a fierce vibration, split the wall behind her back in two.

"Don't come any closer, monster."

"You know me and you want to die?"

"Because I know, I can respond like this."

This was not the first time seeing hostile reactions. However, the loading was also water-in-oil. The person who was following him is threatening freely. Besides, you seem to know what you're here for. Sihyun was tired of staring at Tuner and Melin.

[This afternoon, you followed the girl with the young man next to you. Is that right?]

"Yes, I followed. I was looking for a necklace for a jumpy monster."

"Do you think I won't go crazy if you catch her?"

"Isn't that so?"

It was a polite conversation, but she was disturbed by Melin's attitude.

"It's like you know who I am."

"I don't know why. Everyone who knows that you are Han Si-hyun, the survivor from the first Grand Delliol destroyed. Though you thought you were deceiving the world..."

Unfortunately, the worst imagination has come true. It was a matter for stalkers and general fans to smile and move on. However, as soon as they realized who they were and deliberately approached them, they could not pass them by aesthetically.

It was not surprising to find out who he was. Nothing lasted forever. The problem was that the secret was fully exploited. There was a crowd digging around him, but they didn't receive any reports. Sihyun realized that the countries who knew his identity had not moved at all.

"So you've been poking around my relationship to blackmail me..."

I don't know if I knew it or if I didn't take action. That's why he withheld his judgment. The two men in front of him were the ones that had to be dealt with urgently.

[Whose master did you receive?]

"I volunteered. To take your mask off. No, to prepare for your mask to come off someday."

A year ago, Melin lost her family because of the struggle between Itakwawa and Shi Hyun. The feeling of helplessness at that time could not be expressed in words. Until now, he has been constantly harassing me by following after him.

That day, Melin cried out in the storm and in the snow, but it didn't work. Humans stopped only the gods of the out-of-the-box running towards victory because they were agents.

In the end, Melin, who lost her daughter and wife, ran day and night to clear her name as the King of Shadows. And I met those who had the same intentions and overcame all sorrow and pain and regained consciousness. Melin did everything she could to think that she shouldn't let another victim like herself out.

All this effort was the result of his ascent to the place where he was chasing the King of Shadows.

"God of the Apocalypse? That's bullshit. Everyone loves you, but you're just a monster. A monster who destroys continents and cuts through oceans with his bare hands. And a monster who doesn't even know what's happening because of his power. Still, it's negligence to suck your fingers for doing favors. How can I not prepare? For a monster like you."

For Melin, the demonstration was not a reality. He was just an enemy who killed his family. Even if the reasons were unreasonable, the results did not change. The intention of the demonstration was not important. Only the fact that it happened was important.

Sihyun could see where Melin's adversary came from. It was also a desperate realization. But it was also inevitable. Perfect salvation was only possible in dreams. There was nothing I could do to get the water flowing through my fingers.

However, consolation will not reach Melin's heart. I heard a familiar word in the ear of him who made that decision.

"Ooh, if you hurt us, Xavier won't stand for it."

When Tuner said that, he had no choice but to stop. It was impossible for that name to appear here.

"Xavier?"

"Yes, we are from Xavier. Although I'm an apprentice, Melin here is different. It's because Savoir has an impressive track record."

It wasn't Sihyun who responded to the absurd confession, it was Melin.

"Stupid!"

Melin swings her sword at the tuner as she opens her mouth. The attack traversed faster than the wind, but he was more agile. The blow that even split the thick wall became a breeze in his hands.

A stunning tuner and a living melon. The two alternate demonstrations were able to assess their relationship.

"Tuner, I think. You were deceived by that man."

"Yes?"

"Because everyone in Xavier has to go through my hand-head instructor. Even if what you said was true in the beginning, do you think I would stand by and do nothing?"

I knew exactly how Turner was fooled by Melin. It was not worth the vigilance. He turns his head away from Tuner and shoots the Shadow Spear at Melin.

"Crocs."

Melin, who was pierced through the ship, pushes forward with all her might, despite her fall. I scratched the floor because my nails were broken. It was the battle between Goliath and David from the beginning. I had no right to tell him it was over.

[Who the hell are you? Who else is behind you?]

"I am the 'Knight of outer space' that exists to reveal your mask. Behind me..."

Melin's words are endless. A bubble burst from his mouth. Realizing that he was constrained, he broke the shackle that had moved Melin with the power of nativity and distortion.

"W-what?"

While Melin rolls her head without knowing the situation, she casts a shadow and restrains Tuner's limbs.

"You wait here."

"Yes? But..."

"Shut up."

I didn't have time to convince the idiot. She shrouded Melin in her shoulders, racing through the space. The night was still long.

/370

"Is that the end of the explanation? Knights of outer space?"

"Shut up..."

The place where Sihyun arrived was Scotland, one of the four provinces of the United Kingdom. Following the information Melin spit out, Sihyun soon arrived at the cathedral in Kirkwall.

The intestine was grim and bizarre, whether people were cut off or not. Above the scattered tombstone was the skull of an unknown creature. Religious colorful sculptures and ornaments, and filled patterns and shapes filled with liquid and ground that emit a sinister smell messed with the eyes and nose. It was as if I had come to this world.

Sihyun went up to a remote mountain along the cathedral cemetery to see a strange sight. What lay before his eyes was a great altar. The cloth written in an incomprehensible language was covering a huge altar, and many people gathered around it.

Those surrounding the giant altar did not quake at the fact that a demonstration had appeared. The only thing on their faces was anger and hatred.

"My people! Here comes the heretic."

As the man at the center of the altar shouted, a frenzied shout erupted from everywhere. She walks to the front of the altar and throws her down.

"A gift."

"... we don't need a failed tribe."

As the man points at Melin with his staff, his head boils like a teapot. Melin's head, which did not overcome the expansion, cracked open on both sides like a ripe pumpkin.

"Hello, my name is Carl." As you can see, he's leading his own people. Are you more familiar with the King of Shadows, or Han Si-hyun? Which do you prefer? "

"Either way."

"Then I shall call you king. Are you really uncomfortable? King!"

Carl has a strange vibe. Where on earth did they experience this kind of energy? He tapped his chin with his finger. Soon after, he remembered a word in his old memory, and he burst into elasticity.

'The Yellow Sign Brotherhood' founded by Engachtoon. A cult who committed the brutal massacre and devoted everything to Harster. After realizing that Carl and his compatriots were similar, he blurted.

"Everyone here would be okay with 'Silver Twilight Alchemy', right?"

"You even know her name... Did Melin already tell you that? They're not going to help us even if we die."

Silver Dark Alchemy Society. A group of people who have suffered damage from the brawl of the great old beings was formed. And groups that hate them. Sihyun knew that those around him were all victims of the struggle against the great old beings. In a way, their sacrifice was indispensable. In many regressions, if he realized something, it was that there was no complete victory.

However, I had to admit. It was all because of his karma. I couldn't help but ignore it.

"... so do not turn your eyes away from your karma."

The Silver Dusk Alchemists' ranks were divided into seven stages. Newcomers, Beginners, Teachers, Guardians of the Key Doors, Knights of outer space, Sons of Yog Sotos. And finally, a magician. It was organized, but at the same time, it had a secret that it couldn't hide. Maybe he didn't want to cheat from the start.

'Outer space, yoga sotos, key doors.'

It was all a word associated with a great old being. Moreover, it was an unknown word if it was not directly relevant. It was also evidence that the purpose and insistence of the Silver Twilight Alchemy Society were not so clean.

"You have nothing to worry about. because this is where it ends. You know, this place is a forbidden zone, even if it's a great old thing. because once you look at it, you can't escape."

As the blade flicks its finger, the cloth that surrounds the giant altar falls down.

"I don't know where you came from, but you're going to have a big day."

The edges of the massive altar are carved with snakes and strange shaped magic. One side of the altar was flat and transparent, so I could believe it even if it was a mirror. What he saw at the altar as transparent as a mirror was not what he looked like, but what he saw was a 'million Shotguns' in it.

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