King of Shadows

The invisible hand and the burning hand intersect and form an X shape. Kubang, a swim in collision with Steven raises his thinking without cause. She wiggles her legs with a grip on Steven.

An unbelievably powerful sound came out of the human body made of blood and flesh. An invisible hand and a burning hand twist at the swimming leg, but it is useless. The recovery speed has surpassed the attack speed.

The hard-working ability to swim further - steel - rejected both strength and firepower. Her body was the strongest and most sturdy in the world. I was freer than anything else, and faster than anything else.

Swimming became the wind as I thought. She stomps the air like the ground, putting all her power into her fists. A full-bodied swim aims at Steven's face.

"Kuhaha...!"

Boom, Steven falls into the woods near Tagnaria Castle and regains his position. He still had four more hands. Invisible hands and burning hands were closer to hearing aids to determine swimming skills.

Steven shakes his head as if it were a nonsense, spitting dead blood in his mouth. Even if he had not exerted power, his body had long surpassed the limits of man. It was impossible to feel a thinner fist than a groin.

But swimming completely shattered Steven's stereotype.

"Barefoot use of this kind of power... I'd say it's a scam if the other talents saw it." Do you have anything like Kryptonite? If so, I'd like to get and use it. "

The power was in the swimming pool, but Steven did not lose his cool. There were plenty of chances to rejuvenate.

"Your abilities are unbelievable."

Swimming shifted his sore ankles to the left and to the right. Steven's hands were basically untouchable. It was just like the azure that bloomed in the middle of the summer. It was a botherless ability in the opponent's position.

"The search is over, so I'll take it from here."

The swim pulls the gauntlet out of the Ring of Shadow and grabs both fists.

Tubang, as the swimming arm swings up and down, the iron forming the gauntlet clashes and throws up the heavy noise. The ground splits into a spiderweb-shaped shape after the swim has set in motion. The bush flutters along her path.

"That's what I want to say."

With headphones on, Steven puts himself in the hands of the wealthy. Swimming forward through the walls of sound, unable to grasp Steven's clothing. Steven moves in a way that mortals cannot.

Steven's body flourishes like a floating leaf, just as someone is pulling it. His movements away from the laws of physics were bizarre.

The swim that quickly destroyed dozens of trees jumped up like a beast. She drops her arm at Steven. The forest breaks apart in her footsteps. Not to mention what happened in there.

But Steven avoided the blunt force of swimming. He doesn't move a step. It was not his body that moved, but his wealthy hands. The wealthy hand pushes and pulls Steven every time the swim moves.

"Your annoying hands are growing."

"Relax, it's not that much."

After a long hand-to-hand struggle, Steven takes out his fourth hand. Like the fog, the name of a blurry hand is "blocking hand." If the wealthy hand was in charge of maneuverability, the intervening hand was the ability to defend itself by name.

Suddenly, a eerie sound echoes through the swimming hand. The blocking hand gives her back the power of the swim.

The intervening hand affected all objects doing linear motion.

If swimming had used armor, it would have been difficult for the intervening hand to exert great benefits. But it was possible because she was able to solve everything with her bare body.

"That's why the comets are spilling."

"You can't do that, Miss Swimming. because the difference between us and them is not something we can overcome."

The swim that broke the molar bent its arm and aligned the broken bones. Her restorative ability, which had been calibrated by the steel, was no exaggeration even if it reached the sky. The broken arm returns to its place in the blink of an eye.

"I don't think you can do privilege, not even you. Unless it's God, there must be a limit."

That's what I heard from Alto. So swimming was not desperate. Just because Steven is special doesn't mean she's normal. She was also a competent person who had reached her limit.

"This is going to hurt a lot."

Extremely compressive force. Swimming utilizing the gonads punched out. The swim that devoted all of its thinking to this strike exhaled a hot breath.

Kubang, a late gust of sound wraps around her arm. The trajectory with a full-blown blow to the soul was unclear. The world seemed to enter into the fists of swimmers.

"This...!"

The blocking hand does not reverse the swimming strike. As she assured me, the shock was Steven's. A heartfelt blow lightly exceeded the limit of the hand.

Hiccup, the feature has begun to change. The place where the swimming stood sank, unable to withstand the power she exerted, and Steven's place torn to shreds.

"He's a male monster, not a human."

Steven raises his fifth hand in a state of great urgency. The hand that would replace the hand that blocked it was the 'hand that comforted'. The comforting hand that was in charge of recovery was responsible for Steven's trauma and internal injuries.

Realizing that every time Steven took out his other hand, things were going against him, the swim consumed the thought within his body. Then I took another leap. She was going to end Steven before the fifth hand worked.

"Huff..."

Steven lets the swimmer take a swing up into the sky. Swimming predicts where Steven will fall as he punches. And then I punched him again. Swimming did not allow Steven to set foot on the ground. She fights until her fists are full.

Steven wasn't alone. He runs his invisible and burning hands, twisting the limbs of the swimming pool and burrowing his abdomen. However, the swimming did not stop with a fatal wound. Calibrated with steel, she was a monster that could not be killed.

Using his wealthy hands and blocking hands, Steven dodges a swimming strike and rolls around on the cold ground. After landing in a miserable position, Steven laughs madly. This was not what he had planned.

Steven sighs, face to face.

"I can't help it if I want to die so badly."

Invisible hands, burning hands, wealthy hands, obstructing hands, comforting hands. The five hands were useful, but the limits were clear. But the sixth hand did not.

The sixth hand was the most special of the six hands. It was also the last hand he got from Project Zero. The power of the sixth hand represents' Divine Power '. It was dangerous and powerful enough to challenge a god.

Steven, who put his sixth hand on the ground, recites at last.

"Supporting hand."

The hand that held it could lift anything, using thought as fuel. Like Atlas in mythology, the sky is also a supporting hand. After folding the five hands, Steven focuses all his strength on the supporting hand.

Thumping, the backing hand lifts the entire forest. No, I've ripped open the forest. To the horizon here, to the horizon there. All horizons soared above the sky. The swim turns its head, eyes wide open. The place where she was standing was the center of the uproar.

"I'll blow it all the way to Tagnaria. If you really are Supergirl, you can stop this, too, right? Or am I overestimating you?"

Steven smiles brightly. The swim didn't say anything. But her actions were determined. It was because there was Prince Tagnaria behind his back. Of course, there was Sihyun asleep inside. If we don't defeat Steven, there's no future.

The swim has not been exhausted to date. When she put all her strength into it, she put all the thought she could get through the Apostle's evidence into one place.

However, no matter how strong her body was, she could not withstand the thought of close to 80 million.

"But I have to."

As the supporting hand moved, the swimming was reminiscent of the mystery of the chaos. It was time to take advantage of what I learned. To Sihyun, to Lynn, to Bererosa, to One, to Sherry, and to Alto. Swimming has been supported by many people.

If not this time, when will we be able to use power again? The swimming with a weakening mind accepted 80 million ideas at once. My whole body squeaks, but I ignore the swimming, not overcoming the turbulence of thought. She had work to do. There was something I wanted to do.

"That's it, Miss Swimming."

The supporting hand throws the raised ground as it is. Destination is Tagnaria. An unprecedented mass of earth flew over the sky.

The swim unleashed its power to its limit all at once. It was a different blow than the one she had used so far. It was the most destructive feast of all.

The madness that devotes everything to one point is no longer a human skill.

[Transverse period - One point breakthrough]

With thunder and lightning thunder, a sheer force pierces everything. As the swim engraved its trajectory in the air, space and dimensions separated along the line.

The ground is broken, and the hand that supports it disappears into a mirage. Maybe it's because all the victories have been decided in a moment. Steven vomits blood and stares at the swim as if he still can't believe it.

"Did I lose? This is ridiculous. That can't be right. I swallowed so many Eclipses. Why? Why? Why did you lose?"

Steven tried to get up a few times, but he couldn't. His lower body disappears without a trace. The evidence of defeat was already engraved on his body.

"This ends here."

"No, I will not tolerate such a hopeless end."

Standing up to pain and pain, frustration and cries, Steven wanted a new system and the right freedom. He wanted to kill the rotting hierarchy and be the center of it.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Steven, who had given him his head, was mistaken. I pitied my own hopeless dream. It was not hope that it would end here. I didn't just live to die like this.

"Yes, we still can. We can go back. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I can do that. I will, I have to!"

When Steven reached his limit, he remembered a spell that Duang once taught him. It was a spell that called for disaster in faraway places.

What Steven kept in his mouth was mocking, denouncing, rebuking and maliciously articulated language. Humans could not understand, nor could they understand. The swim shifts with a warm energy. She was familiar with it. I had no idea.

Tears poured out of Steven's eyes. It was the beginning of another catastrophe and the beginning of misfortune.

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