King of Shadows

Kung, Zhejun, who had lost his center and fell helplessly, stared at the horses and horses that had followed him. There was no one who could help him. The end of the dream overflowing with minutes was frustrating and miserable as always.

"Shit…!"

Over Joon's head, who closed his eyes, his life passed by like a horse's eye. However, having a debt to repay and a family to support did not make this situation better.

You will be a cold corpse just as your comrades died. At the sound of the monsters approaching, Joon placed a leash of hope. But there was someone who held onto the leash of hope he had set free.

A scorching beam of hot light passes over Joon's head. A beam illuminating a dark passageway melted everything. Joon opened his eyes to the heat of warming his skin and saw a miracle.

As a grade 4 hunter, the crust of a monster that wouldn't break even if he knocked it out with all his might melted like midsummer ice cream. It was the beginning of the slaughter of Bayaro.

"Stand back."

Jun reflexively took a step back. And at the same time, a woman with nine tails passed by him. Joon is unable to concentrate on her appearance, sprinkling golden light. It was like being possessed by a fox.

Every time a woman who shines brightly like the sun takes a step, the monsters in the Mysterious Monarch Hills melt like ice. The force forged by ultra high temperatures and ultra high pressures raised the temperature to its limit. The benchmark shifted to an overwhelming advantage that ignored tolerance and persistence.

He knew her. Her name is Myriana. It was one of Han Si-hyun's favorite women, the King of Shadows.

"Ah, ah."

Zhejun, who was squatting in his place, swept off his palpitating chest. It was an unexpected salvation. It was like I was dreaming.

"Calm down. You're safe now. Please do not underestimate what happened today. because we can't have this kind of luck forever."

Zhejun turned his head and burst into elasticity. Beauty that shines even in urgent situations. An impressive woman with jewelry-coloured transparent-dark green hair on her forehead. She was also a face in his memory. I was a hunter in the colony, and I couldn't have known her face. She was the most famous person here.

"Thank you, thank you very much. Queen Bererosa, I will never forget this favor."

Zhejun, who could not endure the joy, even forgot to face him and worshipped the flounder. Bererosa shakes her head and urges him. This was not the time to sit quietly and talk.

"Get up. Just because we're here doesn't make this place safe. Get out of the colony. This will take you to safety."

Bererosa points to Tindalus' hound. Zhejun, who looked at a raging wolf under a dark blue mist, swallowed a dry saliva.

"Oh, I see."

Bererosa pulls out her Eid circle, watching Joon Joon disappear on top of Tindalus' hound dog. Looking at Rin's actions, she was also struggling.

"I don't lose, Lynn."

Bererosa, who raised the third eye through Solomon's eyes to its limit, correctly predicted and predicted his path. Then he began to beat Lin.

Their rescue was just beginning.

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Hana and Sherry break through the Mysterious King's Nebula into the light. Dark and gloomy light intersects like a clear, clear light and shadow, killing the monsters of the species.

If Bererosa and Lynn were in charge of the rescue, they were the Hitmen responsible for the treatment. The swords that eliminate the biggest threats eliminate all visible targets.

I didn't need skills or skills. With the overwhelming power of squeezing the worm, Sherry breaks through the entangled labyrinth and one that makes all the monsters into clubs. Their goals were set from the beginning.

"There's a lot of power going on there."

"Yes, I can feel it, too. A doorman with no name."

The enormous power that holds the Mysterious Tomb in its place. One and Sherry, who caught a trace of the great old existence, rushed crazily towards the source. Soon they could see the mountain of the dead. A river of blood with guts flowing and flesh and flesh. They frowned at the stabbing of the nose.

"It's a little late for that."

One was able to understand the situation calmly. None of them were eaten from the inside or normal. It looked like it was eating as much as it wanted and spitting as it wanted.

"... This is, uh, cobwebs."

Sherry, who investigated the dead, found a thin thread in the flesh. A thread of viscosity and elasticity is not easily severed by the strength she exerts.

It was then that one happened.

"I see you have a visitor."

"I hate to say it, but I have no choice but to follow your orders."

Bloop-oop. Bloop-oop. Sherry snorts as she looks at the full-bodied spiders. That number has reached millions, but she hasn't taken a step back. Differences in class cannot be expressed verbally. The victory and defeat has been fixed since the encounter.

"Spiders, like, but not spiders."

"It's probably influenced by what we're looking for."

"Then it must be our enemy to deal with."

The one who forged the sword with his mind obliterated hundreds of thousands of spiders in a single blow. Even the advanced hunters, influenced by the breakthrough, could not stand by the monsters, but were indispensable to one who had surpassed the limits.

Spiders who realized one's power instinctively went after Sherry.

"You chose the worst to avoid the worst. It's a mistake that monsters without reason and intelligence make."

Sherry's turn into dark matter pierces the entangled labyrinth. A handful of ash scatters through the air as the spiders are caught in a thick, dark mist.

After killing millions of spiders, Sherry and one went head-to-head. This was not the time to waste fighting flying flies.

Down, down, down. As one and Sherry moved on, the path became simpler and simpler. Soon, the interior, tangled like a labyrinth, followed a path.

"Forward, kkkuuuh, backward."

One hears a gruesome groan and laughs bitterly. She finally revealed her desire for existence. Intimidation that stimulates overwhelming presence and instinct. It was a power and power that only a great old being could wield.

"... I see you've come to the right place."

Sherry observed something in front of her eyes. It was full of flesh, like a rubber ball, and had hundreds of legs in its round body. It was pathetic to see him moving around and holding his center of gravity.

"Front, yyyggggh, back."

"I don't want to choose, but I'm curious. I'll choose the front."

At the end of one word, Eothas, the great old creature, tosses a coin high in the sky. Trembling, with a clear, clear sound, the coin that fell to the ground was gently pointing to the back.

Eothas moves around to punish, but he turns his aggression back to zero with one light gesture.

"Can you live by winning a coin toss?"

"That can't be right. Either way, I will kill the other. because that's what they're made of."

"Win or lose can't affect the trend. Too bad. It could have been easier..."

"One, I know what you mean, but it's a mountain to cross anyway."

"Then there's nothing I can do."

As one gestures, recreated cardiothoracics hover around her by the third rule. A sword that pierces even her black heart. Beyond the concept of the sword, the heart sword is closer to one power.

"Good thinking."

Sherry turns dark matter into a black Aurora. Her body is full of mysterious armor as she moves in a natural disaster. Sherry looks at one that draws an infinite amount of power through the Apostle's evidence.

"We don't have much time, why don't we finish this once and for all?"

"I think so, too."

One smiles at each other, and Sherry corrects her posture. Her training for four months has improved. The intermediate strong presence was not something that could be stopped.

One who stopped his mind chanted his own privileges to the world.

[Open wall - no polarity]

A radius of nothingness. Every heart sword around her has become a change-force that breaks concepts and logic. There were no limits to the heart blade beyond distance and interval. A sword that can cut through anything if it exists. The constantly triggered opening wall, the polarly calibrated heart swords began to rotate.

Sherry unleashed her strength and increased all the elements that make up her. The shackles were unchained, followed by rapid expansion and expansion beyond their limits. With the addition of acceleration, Sherry, with the addition of an increase, captured the birth of the universe in her body. The explosion that happened before the world began, she silently recites it.

[Opening Wall - Genesis]

There is a phenomenon that is mixed and ineffective with a huge explosion that breaks down concepts and logic and the world itself. Linkage of opening and opening walls. It had unexpected consequences for them as well. As the yaws (20985;) and iron (20984;) fit perfectly, they were aiming for a higher hardness, filling each other's deficient components.

Despite reducing the range and power limit, the two walls exploded forcefully through the outer nucleus. Tuquaang, the moment the unwashable scar engraved on the Neptune Tomb, Ehod turned over the providence and laws of the universe and issued a privilege.

The unmarked breach pierces the Unsullied Tomb.

[Open wall - phase transition]

Eothas' body disappears without a trace, but the breach he left behind is not finished. There was no power to perform miracles in phase warfare. It didn't have the potential to reverse the situation. It just continued. The progress of the phase transition was in perpetual perpetuity.

The one who noticed the defect opened his eyes. At the same time as killing Eothas, an opponent of the same magnitude appears elsewhere. What the hell am I supposed to call this? One of the spotters picks up Ihott's maneuver not far from here, then tilts his head.

"... this?"

Sherry, who grew up with so many existences, knew the significance of Ihott's opening walls at once. It was because it was no exaggeration to say that it was an extension of the eternal life that Shud Muel had.

"Perhaps he was resurrected through a medium."

"A vessel? Was there one?"

"There is. You would have done the same thing."

Sherry lifts up a spider, and the last one bursts into elasticity. And I put slang in my mouth. There were millions of spiders she slaughtered.

Not sure how much longer we're gonna be. If I was wrong, I might have gone to a billion units. And yet they all have the potential to become great old beings. One was absurd and came out with nothing but laughter.

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