Lord of the Skill

Pharel

“Mother.”

Diago kneels with a smile on his face.

The massive temple gives you the feeling that the starlight visible between the columns makes it feel like this place is in the middle of space.

No, I don't.

Actually, it was.

As you slowly ascend the transparent stairs like glass, Rocksmouth, sitting on the throne, looks at him with a stiff face.

“The winner of the Tribal War has been decided. ”

Just...

As he flicked his finger, numerous letters were created in front of the throne. Like finding a puzzle piece, the letters move quickly and complete the word.

Human.

Diago looked at it as if he was enjoying the look on Rocksmouth's face.

“Come on, off you go. God's condemnation, as it has been for so long. Same thing this time. You've been patient to get a taste of this moment. ”

Unlike him speaking in an expected voice, Rocksmoo opened his mouth for the first time, just watching him speak all the time.

“What do you think you can do to me by the power of the Spirit King? ”

“Yes?”

Moment.

Diago's shoulders tremble lightly.

“I can't believe you helped him gather the Spirit King. ”

She looks down at him.

“As long as I've lived. You wouldn't think it's the first time someone like you has ever been in my time like Seven Thrones has already been repeated so many times. ”

Lakshmoor coldly said to him.

“Autonomy. You're not special. It's just another mutation of my own. ”

If you really hear such things in the relationship between your child and mother, it is no different than selling your breasts.

But just like she said, Diago said as if she was okay with it.

“Haha…. Collection. Just a little help getting them together as a proxy. And it's not just the Spirit King. He has dragons. ”

He hid the secret secret secret secret in his heart.

“They were all those who rebelled against their mother. We just used a material called forced heat to bring them together. ”

“This is all for me? ”

I hesitated for a moment.

But soon, he smiled and said.

“For the world. ”

“Just?”

But coming back was a laughingstock.

With Rockshmoor's smile, Diago felt a shudder that he had unknowingly searched the whole body.

“Have you forgotten that no matter how powerful they may be, they've all lost to me? ”

“Don't worry, Mother. ”

He gets up slowly.

“I'm going to make a lot more powerful monster than they are. So... ”

Walking out of the temple, he looks at the great whirlpool above Rocksmouth's head.

Dimension Spiral.

The white light condenses and the vortex hovers around her as if she were alive.

The power that only God can have.

Dimensional force.

“Please enjoy. ”

* * *

Bang!!

Knng!! Knng!!

A beam of light flashes down through the dark sky, as if the lights were on a dark stage.

One, two, three, four...

And little lights fell from the sky in succession around the giant pillar of light.

“It's finally begun. ”

The one who was looking at it.

The sword grabs hold of its great sword and thinks:

‘Strong fever, you have been chosen in this world. Indeed……. I wonder if someone other than Blader can change the future. ’

At that moment.

He hesitates for a moment as if he were reminded of someone.

Then he smiled.

“Well, there was one. She changed the future in a completely different way. ”

The blade presses lightly on the button protruding from the handle of the sword it was holding.

Jiaying!!

Then the mechanical core, like the engine on the dagger, rotates and the large sword splits in half.

“Hmm……. The time has come to replace the blade. Maybe you should come back for a while. ”

He pushes the mask up with his hand.

Unlike the atmosphere, he opens his chest wide as if taking a breath of fresh air and exhales.

His face with dark black eyes that had been hidden in the mask was younger than I expected.

‘Cause my job is done. ’

Wooooo...!

He spreads his palms upward. Then the light shifts, and a whirlpool rises over his hand.

The size was different, but the beam of light was surprisingly similar to that of Rocksmouth.

‘Maybe we'll meet again someday. ’

It was then.

Wooooo...!

Tsung...!!

His whirlpool rises, creating an opaque tent.

Somewhat familiar.

It was a dimensional door.

His flesh disappears with the light created on the palm of his hand as if he were going on a journey into space.

* * *

Province of the constellation YGG.

There were many people gathered in the temple where there was a throne.

Like when he first ascended to the throne, all the royal families of the north and all the tribes of the south surrounded the saints, rejoicing that the war had ended without separation of aliens and indigenous peoples.

Whoa!!!!

Whoa!!!

The cheers never ceased.

Weeg slowly opens his eyes, his feeble eyes closed to the sound of their shouts as if leaving.

“How are you feeling? ”

“Moderately. Not bad. If I go back and lose this damn power, will I be able to recover? ”

Behind the temple.

There were other people besides fever.

Kato Chitsuka smiled as she was supported by Yusuna with a squeaky body that would break right away.

Heatlessness brought out what Kato Chitsuka had endured.

“What it would be like to know that this isn't the last time. ”

“Like us. You'll lose your words, someone will be unfair, someone will be desperate. ”

“Yes."

I looked out the window.

On the altar of the temple, five bodies lay side by side. It was covered with a white cloth, but you could see whose corpse it was.

“Our fight was worth it just because you weren't lying there. ”

“ ……. ”

Kato Chitsuka raises his feverish arm and stretches out his palm.

I'm trembling.

Fear I've never felt before.

You can do whatever you want with your life.

But I was more afraid that those who believed and waited had to give them a second despair.

“We can make it last. Isn't that what you've been preparing for? ”

Heatless nods slowly at his words.

Yes, it is.

Everything I've done so far has been to make it last, not last.

“Don't die. ”

Kato Chitsuka smiled at the words of fever.

“Sure. I'll buy you a drink when I get back. ”

* * *

Jerbuck Jerbuck Jerbuck

Taking everyone's gaze to one body, Heatless walked towards the temple.

The day I first ascended the throne.

I sat here knowing it wasn't the end.

And now it is.

I was walking towards it knowing it wasn't over yet.

What a cruel prank.

It was so hard to endure the fact that the long term term term of the play was self.

Jerbuck Jerbuck Jerbuck

After five corpses, he finally sat once again on the throne.

What had happened during the time it took for the Race War to begin and end had passed through his mind.

[The Race War is over.]

TroBjorn, Purell Galad Tinubiel, Judex, Ashke, Hagane…….

As I was chewing on one of them, there was a voice ringing in my head with light pouring from the sky.

The fever slowly opened its eyes.

To hear this voice again, he slaughtered those in front of him.

[You are the best and most valuable of all the races.]

Waaaahhhh!!!

Waaaahhhh!!

The more Rocksmouth's words continued, the greater the cheer heard outside the castle.

[For those of you who have won the race war, I, Lakshmur, will give you a great gift.]

The fever slowly stood up.

Then he looked at the crowd of lights pouring down from the sky and said,

“What's the gift? ”

[Rest of God.]

Cripple.

At that moment, his cheeks were flaccid.

Rejoice. It is an honor that no human being should have.]

“Rest……? ”

[This is a gift only for those of you who have stepped on the five tribes.]

Bang!! Guaguaguava!!

Kuaaang!!!

From the cloudy sky, lightning started to strike everywhere. Lightning struck those around the saints.

“Sa, help me!! ”

“Gaaaaahhh!! ”

“No way...! Let me go back!! ”

“You promised!! ”

The cheer turned to scream.

The lightning from the sky seemed as if it was treading on a swarm of ants.

“As expected……. ”

He looked at the horrific scene unfolding before his eyes, but realized that it was not the end.

It was then.

Kwaga Gaga...!

Through the clouds, a huge tower appears before your eyes. Heatless knew it was familiar.

Right away.

It's like a tower drawn on the hilt of a sword killer.

“Pharel……. ”

Heatless looks at it and says.

[Queeeeeeeek!!]

[Grrrrrrr…!!]

Monsters protrude through the tower door.

Aaaaahhh...!

Screaming and soaring into the sky.

Bang...!

After a few seconds, the half-slaughtered corpses fall out of the sky like rain.

“H-save me!! ”

After the runaways, the monsters start eating them up like crazy, trying to satisfy their hunger.

From the earth to the sky.

Monsters pour out from the sky and begin to envelop the world.

It was literally Abigail.

I wonder if there is hell here, but the saints began to drench with blood.

“Kang Chan-suk, Ordo Chang, Choi Hyuk-soo, Yoon Sun-mi, and Philip Roen. ”

The feeble summoned the names of those standing in the temple.

“Evacuate the people and reinforce the defenses of all the Nodes with the saints standing. ”

“I understand.”

“Yes.”

Unlike the confused people, his neighbours were already aware of this situation and moved to their respective positions as soon as his command dropped.

“ ……. ”

Heatless holds the sword.

He slashes his hand across the blade.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...!

The sword murderer who tasted the fever's blood trembles more and more as if he were craving it.

At first, he fed his own blood to the sword.

But it wasn't like that.

A white line painted on the blade wrapped around me in wavelengths.

The black light came out blue, and then the black light turned to grey, gray, and last nothing color.

The feverless laughed as he looked at him.

“Wait. I'll give you something better. ”

Magic, Dark, Soul, Spirit, Creativity.

The fever has tasted every ounce of its power to the sword.

Each of the forces condenses and the combined forces of the sword murderer are gradually felt to him.

He looks at the tower that is set so high that the end is unknown.

I knew she'd be at the end of it.

Like Kato Chizuka said,

He said in a loud voice to make the last one.

“Creating jobs. ”