Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 157 Evening Sacred Capital of the Patriarchate

The training of the ecclesiastical and ecclesiastical armies is very difficult to navigate, and the cause and factor of this is the low basal LV and the thinness of the magic or the poor rise of the LV. And the problem with that was the exchange of lives and the lack of readiness to push through the dead.

"Don't retreat, retreat or you'll die, if you're scared, step in, and if you want to live, raise your sword! After the shield is the end of life, step in, scream!

"" "" Hi-ha-ha!

If you pull back, you can't step out thinking you're going to be killed, only those who know true fear (Hartman) can step in response to Mr. Sharicelles' anger. Though the sword muscles are good just to say that they were trained by the Knights of Instruction, there is overwhelmingly not enough experience of what a sword would be like if you couldn't step in, and a dead place that can only live over death.

"A knight who protects the Patriarchate will not allow you to retreat even if you are frightened, afraid and naturally, in despair and crying, but stand forward with those feet! If we fail to protect everything we receive, think that the earliest of us in Ariuca will not be able to laugh for the rest of our lives, and disaster will not smile at those who let go of happiness! Stand up, and be proud, and have the courage to put your sword up in the dead!

"" "" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" ""

The temper of tens of millions of troops voicing from their earthquaking bellies to Mr. Arianna's scolding. That's the temper of an atmosphere-shaking warrior.

To the incarnation of a beautiful death that listens to it cool and flows quietly - the fear pushes the army, the instinct frightens the body and the underlying fear dominates the body.

Excellent beauty changes the air just one step ahead of the leg armor, the time is heavily pressed. It is swallowed by the weight of death, the most heinous marvel, the silent intimidation unleashed by the Absolute.

Warriors are frightened by that silent graceful advance, and the battle lines collapse. Even if you're desperately stepping on your trembling knees, your instincts tell you death, your soul whispers despair - you can't beat that, that's something different.

The inviolable realm of the Empress of the Labyrinth (Dungeons) is a place of death, and if it is surpassed by this, it will not become invisible to fear. Because there's nothing scarier than this, nothing more overwhelming than this, nothing more than this. Ultimate.

"Um, maybe the most madman who doesn't make sense is better for destroying the spirit after all?" "Looks like it. But the craziest thing is, it breaks common sense, too." "Yeah, it doesn't break my fear and make my heart stronger, it breaks my frightening common sense."

The worst fear of villager gear with wooden sticks in low LV is no intimidation or majesty, and the spirit breaks down because it is slightly scared of swallowing as a lost ocean. The breakdown phenomenon of logic that people perceive and understand, that is the breakdown of perceptions of being strong or weak or scared with a walking Gestalt breakdown... irrational truth that solves and overwrites if you kill it. Yeah, that's more dangerous than the Labyrinth Emperor, so you shouldn't use it casually.

And confused, confused and scattered by the brawl (Boko) of the brawl (Boko), riot (Boko) danced to the chaos of the strife and the chaos, and the scourge of the unrest (Boko) raved by the counterfrenzy (Boko). I'm sure I'll get used to surviving while I'm bummed out, and if I get used to that, I'll have room in my mind even at the moment when I divide life and death. Yeah, I'll have to tighten it up later.

"Whoa, what the heck!" "Don't back off! I'm with you because I'm scared to back off!" "I'm being pushed, I can't move on! Guhaha" "Hey, I can't see! Disease... there is!" "Align them, they can't contain them in a brawl." "They're pushing them in a shield line!" "Around! Why don't you just surround me and not plunder! No. Ahh!!"

In an instant, the formation collapses, bumps into chaos and remains chaotic, the bumps of disturbance and waves crumble and turmoil with the full bumps of chaos and chaos to destruct.

Yeah, that sounds satisfying. The earth was filled with cadavers in a light light battle (Boko) that combined Mr. Evertia's coordination and training, because if this is you, I will relentlessly try to crush you with a roller or bury you, and the corpses are dead. I desperately escape without time and my fear will be destroyed... but that's exactly what I'm picturesque scared of when this large crowd starts licking the knife, so let's get this far.

And the return of your horse, from inside the carriage, is the MP depleted remote. Your corpse...... yeah, if you were spreading it all the way to MP with concern for your heart caged hospitality by analogy from tired looks and unintelligible statements, it seems that the construction of the defensive line should have been the infinite chain trap of the Double Six Mixed Incident creating a Double Six Hell defensive position and an underground maze. Well, I thought I'd do something wrong, but I guess I poured in an MP without any hesitation to create a hell of a twin six that I could never get up to?

"A map or a blueprint is a hell of a picture?" "Oh, hell Two-Six if I bypass the Fortress group!?" "All squares get" ambushed "though, right?" "No, it's" fitting into a trap "this way." "Oh, it's true... this is all a pit!?" "The basement is terrible too... if you resist the attack so hard you break into the trench, uh-huh." "Wow, it's a sniper while you hang on the trap!" "" I don't know, elaborate? Are you serious? "" It's not computationally expensive or anything... "" Bad character, will and people!? "" Uh-huh, to say people... more brutal people than the most evil people ~? "

If I'm the commander, I'll go home, I'll never attack. It is fully possible for us to destroy and destroy the Fortress group, if we take time, we can attack it systematically without causing damage… but the supply will be interrupted, the supply line will be destroyed and the rice will not arrive. So if you didn't bring Yao-jun, I'd go home without a fight, and if you have Yao-jun, I'd throw him into the trench without hesitation. I know this would be a big rock or something if you rolled it and controlled it in an instant, but it's too spicy for common sense people!

"Uh, polished harassment in a fake labyrinth is rallying!" "I thought it was sensible and outrageous." "Yeah, I'll hold out hope, then I'll drop it." "In the pit." "I can't move in the sticky passage (seat), then the rock rolls..." "This one slips and falls with oil, what do you mean, ignites?" "This, if you go ahead and believe the lights are the exit... the rocks roll in at the end of the line!?"

The labyrinth emperors who controlled the labyrinths of the other worlds for what was amazing. The spiciness that distracted them with their tearful eyes, the more they knew what it meant, the more elaborate and malicious the design, this is a malicious con plot that suits the worse the enemy commander is capable of. If we avoided the trap, it was a trap, over the trap it was more traps, and a double six-street street in hell (but only on the bad end) where there was only hope that the escape route would also be gradually crushed.

"Defense can be intercepted and counterattacked in small numbers." "And even to the chase. Because this!?" "Thorough supply line crushing is egg!" "" "Yeah, if you build a labyrinth, let's bury it without offense!

I'm sure the Imperial Army will also be told by the people of the Patriarchate that someone who became an adventurer when demons killed his family and friends at the border said in tears, "I thought the demons were pathetic for the first time in my life"... because only hell is spreading to the drawing!

"This is a flat version of the Elf Forest, and this is what the map of the Forest you showed me at the Royal Castle looked like." "" Was a habitual offender!? "" Be reasonable... I thought King Elf came out easily. "" It's got rafflesia over there, right? "" This is hungry hell, and that's pleasure hell!? "" Men can be buried equally, "

This is a defensive line to defend the Patriarchate, and now the Patriarchate needs not be frightened by the invasion and yang movement of the Imperial Army, but it is an unusual evil deed to call it a feat no matter how obscure it may be, and its daily actions are too bad, no matter how favorable you try to think about it. Yeah, this isn't a disobedient operation (resistance), it's a disobedient offense, guilty (gilty) before you fight.

"Absolutely, if you think it's too late to go home... you've built it all, even though it's a long border line." "Migration is going on, but there's still a small village left." "Protecting it while incorporating it into the trap is the villain, isn't it?" "Well, if you run out of food and aim for the village..." "" It's a concentrated fire!! ""

On the Imperial side, there are villages disguised as fortresses on the walls, and villages full of traps that look unarmed and can never be attacked, protecting the villages by becoming a hell of a picture of 3D with complex intersections between the ground and the basement. I'm sure there were people in the village who wanted to stay, even as the east was developing, with thoughts and memories that I couldn't get out of. So it was a considerate, gentle hell of a painting that was much more complicated, hectic and labour-free than the first plan?

And a former gatekeeper who became a Western commander who went home with his head down. In fact, he was originally a competent military man, but he rubbed it with the church and was a gatekeeper on the left transition after the left, but he was originally a staff member of the Pontifical National Army. I doubt that the staff is so gullible, and the commander of the Episcopal National Army is good... but since the next commander of the Episcopal Army seems to be a good gatekeeper who has offered you coffee, I would say that the gatekeepers are in the middle of a great deal of life... Competent and fine people were being chilled out, corruption weakened the state and led to further corruption and promising talent being placed in the field.

And as incompetence gathers incompetence and corrupts, competence calls competence. So hopefully now we have all the talent and the Empire will give up the invasion...... yeah, that Hell Two-Six (No Up, Hell Only) defense net is heartbreaking just because I saw the drawings, because there are no goals on the ground and they are buried underground.

And... you're not moving.

"" "" "............... you don't move, do you?" "" "" "... yeah, unconscious" "" "" "" "" "" "" "♥!!" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" ""