M E M O R I Z E

If you think about it, the deserters who appear in the land of hatred were very strong and difficult. Even the highest-ranking Istanbul Low users didn't work out a bit. It was a mistake, of course, but it also resulted in one fatality.

I was the Keeper. He was a horse keeper, of course, and he actually stepped back and watched his comrades battle. Because back then, I wasn't good enough to fight back, not against the dead.

But I'm different now. Compared to that, we have user information that can be called the difference between heaven and earth. This information also captures Mamon, one of the fourteen Demon Lords.

That's how confident I am that the ground is rising strong. And as I was floating in the air, I pulled out the sword with my left hand. I was holding the Sword of the Moon in my right hand, but this time I intend to use it together.

Shut up!

Soon, I saw a black head below, and suddenly, a screaming hammer looked up at me with a flashing face (visible as). Then, when I encountered the dark red gaze that appeared to be more than a dozen times, the arm of the hammer stretched to the ground twitched once.

At that moment, I instinctively raised the New Moon Sword.

Whoo-hoo!

As expected, you hold the Sword of the Moon to the top while a chunk of heavy arms shrugs into the wind.

It was a sudden attack. However, the arm of the hammer, which had been foreseen and defended, splitted open by the rays of the sun, like the sea that met Moses. It seemed like he was going to hit his body, but the ability of the Sword of the Moon and the skill of the Swordsman were lacking.

This first attack was lightly prevented, but I didn't let go of the tension. It was because his body was already lowered and his remaining arm was twisted once more. Soon as I tried to explode again, I triggered a catastrophe aimed at the rear of the dead man.

Tspot!

Shortly after, his vision shifted. A moment ago, I was in the air, and for a moment, I placed the backbone of the dead man in front of my eyes. In the air I was just in, dozens of mesmerized dead man's arms were passing by like stringed chains.

For a moment, I tied my arms together with this. The body was still descending. I set the sword and the New Moon sword at the top of the sky. Then, using his strength and magical power and additional falling force, he slashed the man's head with his bare hands. You crack the skull of the two Black Manes into pieces.

Stupid!

The first feeling was the feeling of shearing a solid lump of flesh. However, there is not a single snag. Rather, black things surge like fountains from the body of the deserter, splitting to the left and to the right.

Just like the last Hurrumride, I forcefully split the hammer between the two blacks and stopped until my feet touched the ground. Your foot may be too strong to sink into the dirt, but I quickly yank it out and bite myself. Of course, I didn't forget to feed you a magical explosion because I was disappointed.

Quack, quack!

After seeing the thunder and blurring of the veil, I landed backwards in a three-four wheeled aerial swarm.

After defending the line, occupy the rear end of the trapezoidal position, then cut off from the crown and finish with a magical explosion.

This routine attack has been perfected. An attack with the power to send a user or a monster to score, but the opposing team is a bunch of hatred mixed with hundreds of dead souls.

One of the reasons I thought it was difficult was because of the never-ending renewal of the dead. This mule was only a beast that burnt the blind hatred until all the mortals that were immersed in the body disappeared.

I don't know exactly how many more attacks to launch, but it's a good start. I calmly fixed the sword because I was going to cut it off without hurrying. And the moment I looked at the dead man again, I felt the power in my eyes.

Huff-puff...

'Why…. Isn't that right? "

As expected, the mesh was attached to a split body from side to side. No, to be precise, should I say we're in recovery? If you look closely, the dead are flowing out of the cracks and flooding like waves. The falling side seemed to be connected, but not completely connected. It was like I couldn't even dance a word.

'I wonder...'

I looked down at the sword in both hands. A sword that can strike the entire dimension. A lunar blade that defeats Horses. And the power of a swordsman to cut through anything. Perhaps this trireme cohesion has somehow affected the regeneration of the dead?

Suddenly, I had a lot of thoughts, but I immediately stopped thinking. Predictions are right or wrong, now is a good time. Anyway, it was good news that we could deal with the dead a little easier.

A moment later, the hammer twists and twists to see how it fits. I also noticed that I could not completely regenerate, and I was crushed by my poor sewing skills.

But the hatred remained. Suddenly, the deserter turned completely towards me. The dark red glare that flowed from my whole body was watching me with a foe that was even warmer than before. Then he grabs his hands together and raises them up, big and slow. Maybe I'll do the same thing I did.

So, I calmly lowered my lower back and bent my knee. And without delay, I slammed into it.

I could feel the long movement of the dead man's arms stretched out and pushed up with me, or matching my assistants. I turn my eyes slightly to look where the reversal is detected. And after a second, I could see a woman surge so hard that the mesh couldn't react. It was still there.

The dead man's arms trembled in a very short time.

The rest quietly flies 10 meters without a sound, twisting its orbit in an instant and plunging it down like a single beam of light. Then, 'Seola' slashed the right shoulder of the hammer vigorously, and at the same time, a scream burst out.

I did not miss that gap. You swoop past, forcefully cutting off your stumbling leg.

Boom! Boom!

The first is the sound of the dead settling down. The second sound....

Pussy!

Excellent!

The sound of dirt splashing down on your hair seems to have hit the ground. The ground seems to have been struck down somehow. After all, it's been such a pointless effort.

I stare back at the slow-moving hammer. I'm not afraid anymore.

After that, it was so easy that I thought it was easy to lie down and eat bread.

Despite the fall, the dead swing their arms brutally, but me and the rest alternately attack the dead.

I focused on cutting off the mesh's arms and legs, blocking further movements. And while the dead man was distracted from regeneration, the rest jumped up and down, aggressively attacking the Merchant Guild. In particular, the liver was cold for no reason because only the poisonous part of the neck was stabbed intensively.

Eventually, the attack cycle of the deserted man slowed down. Conventionally, the limbs disappeared and my head fell down emptyly. I've been dripping something out of my mouth, just the screams of the wind.

Huff... huff... huff...

At last, I was barely hanging on to my neck, and a slight tingling sound came from the dead man's mouth.

Then, all the movements cease completely.

“Don't you think we look good together? ”

By the time he had confirmed the death of the dead man with the third eye, he could see his forehead wiped with a smile.

“It's not a good fit, it's a good fit. ”

“That or that. I like to fit my hands and feet like this, and I like to match my insides.... ”

“It turned out there were three of them. I don't know if the other clans are fighting well. ”

“Kick. Everyone seems to be doing well...? ”

The hindsight is a bit embarrassing, so I quickly turned to the topic. You deliberately ignore the rest and examine the clans currently engaged in battle.

And at that moment, he could see why the words were blurry.

'What the hell is that...? What? "

Bang!

At the same time, a dead man breaks his body.

That's not the problem. The clan members' battle was strange. I told Joe to divide and conquer one at a time, but what I can see is that eight people were dealing with two at a time. That means you just took care of one.

“Stay.”

“I'll apply right away. ”

I thought for a moment what I was doing, but I ran with the rest.

The lands surrounding the clans are fraught with dark curtains. It seemed that Heo Junyoung used 'Apocalypse', the unique ability of the secret class' Enforcer of Silence '. Perhaps he suppressed the netting's regenerative power with the power of' omnipotence ', but for now it was a good choice.

Since there was already one left, the victory has leaned on the clan. Plus, me and the other guy hit him in the back at the same time, and we were able to take care of the rest.

After seeing the fallen deserter with the same thump, I turned my gaze to the clan members.

“… Whew. ”

“Tsk... ”

And soon, we could feel that the air currents that were sensitive to each other were strange. It looks like you're trying to get rid of it by clapping your mouth, but only one of you is glancing at the opponent. Looking at the red eyes of the well, I went back to taste.

Something's not right. '

Anyway, as soon as you try to calm the situation down, you hear a sudden snoring of the well.

“My goodness.”

The well sweeps its head up with a furious face and throws the dagger you were holding hard. With a thud, the dagger plunges deeper into the ground.

“Oh, this sucks…. I can't do this.”

“… What? ”

The one who answered was Hanbyol. Hanbyol was also very angry with the radish, and he had not been able to endure the usual well. I was staring at the well with cold eyes as if it had been seen during the first rites of passage.

“Are you talking to me? ”

“Yes, but? ”

As Hanbyol provokes, the well laughs out of turn. Then he suddenly kicked the dagger in the ground.

The dagger rolls around and stops at Hanstar's toes. Hanbyol glances down for a moment and similarly laughs at the argument that it's absurd. It was a cold smile.

“Ha. What are you doing? ”

“Huh? Huh? This is crazy... Hey, you don't know? ”

“Then what?”

“Ah…. Forget it. I don't want to fight with my brother, but let's keep Aggro in line from now on. I almost went through everything because of you before. Huh?”

“Now…. ”

“All right, give me the dagger. I hate to say it. ”

Hanbyol was very unfair. As soon as the well cut the horse, my face turned red, but soon after seeing me, I calmly closed my eyes. Once or twice, the collar seemed to sink in somehow.

Suddenly, Hanbyol's eyes are still cold, but he barely speaks.

“… I'm sorry. Sister.”

“Forget it, just pick up the dagger. And all of a sudden, That's creepy.”

Hanbyol chewed his lips. And I was about to pick up a dagger that fell at my feet with a slightly trembling hand.

Someone silently stops Hanstar and picks up the dagger from the well. He glances at the well for a moment and throws it up into the air as if it were his own. A dagger painted with soft wires pierces through the well and into the vicinity of the same foot. She was a friend.

“User reason. That sounds a little harsh. ”

The well looked down and the nazi spoke.

“What's the big deal? ”

“Let me get this straight. It's not that we couldn't manage Aggro. Didn't they come to us more than they needed to? Quite frankly. ”

“More than you need? It's not, okay? I don't think I said anything wrong. Isn't that right?"

“Even if there were minor mistakes between each other, they didn't work together in the end. We believe that a colleague…. ”

“Yeah, who said that? Anyway, it's true that they couldn't manage it. ”

“... I hope you won't be so sarcastic. Now you're getting angry. ”

As the well shrugs and laughs, Jung-min reacts with a fierce voice.

I don't know what's going on before or after this, but I can think of some people who are talking. The moment I thought you guys were playing well, the awkward new dragon blocked between the two.

“Here, here. What's wrong with you people? The battle is over. You're looking at Clan Lord now. Let's just stop and reorganize. ”

Nevertheless, no one shows any signs of movement.

I was silently thinking. It was a sudden conflict in some ways, but it made sense. Perhaps the biggest reason was because of the field effects in the area where we were standing.

And the battles that followed more than a month's journey. Everyone was secretly exhausted and stressed when they came here. I had wanted to endure it well until now, but as I entered the land of hatred, I turned into a time bomb that I did not know when it would explode. That was a minor mistake in battle a moment ago.

Everyone tried to endure it, but one of them couldn't endure it. and other users would burst out of it.

“Huyu.”

With a short sigh, you can see the clan's gaze shifting.

I successively opened my mouth again and quietly.

“I have a pretty good idea what happened. I guess my fault is the biggest. I'm sorry.”

“Oh, no. Clan Road.”

Said with a face that he didn't know what to do, but I waved my head in the meaning of no more talking.

At that moment, Ansol grunts and sends a signal to the well. The well blinks several times, then bends its waist cowardly.

I immediately opened my mouth.

“Enough.”

Then, the hand of the well, which was just about to pick up the dagger, stopped.

“It's my fault for not being thoroughly prepared for urgency. ”

I caused the exoskeleton of deficiency airflow. The dagger pulls itself out and turns pink into my hands.

The well slowly raises its waist and gazes carefully at me.

I kept saying it.

“It's my fault I brought you here. ”

“Oh, brother. That's not it... ”

The well raises its head in an uneasy manner, but quickly lowers its eyes as soon as it makes eye contact with me. Everyone around me was avoiding my gaze, but I don't know what I'm looking at right now.

I tried my best to stay calm and looked down at the dagger in my hand.

Skureph. A dagger used by the Horseman Belpegor. It's a kind of dagger that drives the wearer mad when used incorrectly. I stared at this for a moment and held a sword with both hands that quietly emitted red light.

“It's my fault I gave you this in the first place. ”

At the same time, I twist the dagger with all my strength.

Quadruck, quadruck!

With the sound of iron twisting forcefully, Skurf snaps in half. A few more times in that state, I could feel the twisted sensation ripping apart and turning into pieces.

After a few moments, I swiped my hand and threw Scurrep into scrap.

Tuck!

“Er... ”

And the well, which was looking down, shed a faint groan.

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Oh, I'm sorry. I went to Jorah today, but I'm a little late to talk to one of them. Haha. I was going to post one user information today, but it was a bit late. So I want you to give me a honey-flavored break, and I want you to understand. Hahaha.

Have a nice day, too.:)