Main Character Hides His Strength

“Who are you? ”

I don't recognize you.

That's what Willie Gilford thought.

But the moment he saw the hammer in a stranger's hand, he remembered a face.

In front of the Demon King's palace.

A man who was roaming the streets in front of the heroes of this strange world and pouring out curses on them.

‘The world's enemy Kim Sung-cheol? No, you don't... you don't look the same. Younger than ever. They are of different sizes.’

It's not the face that matters.

Arm Karaz, the one in your hand.

Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth, looking down at Willie Gilford coldly.

“You're no different than you were eight years ago. Rather, they've regressed.”

Dozens of magic arrows rained down from Marakia, who was floating in the sky.

Kim Sung-cheol hit the ground with a hammer.

A large rock rises from the ground as it smashes.

Kim Sung-cheol held the rock in his other hand.

It was the size of a gathering, but I couldn't find a small wave in his hand that supported the rocks.

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There were magic arrows lined up on the rocks raised by Sung-cheol Kim, but none of them penetrated the thick rocks to the end.

Kim Sung-cheol threw the rocks aside and swung the hammer firmly after stopping the attack.

An enormous wind pressure surges along with the sound that ignites the explosion.

While King Join's new brother, who received the wind to process it, Kim Sung-cheol threw the rock down.

Bang!

The ground shakes violently.

But it was Willie Gilford's eyes that rocked the continent even more than the ground itself.

What kind of power is that? That... I know that man has been exposed to everything and devoted everything to his physical abilities for a long time, but what is that power...?! ’

At that moment, Willie Gilford remembers a word that he once had in his heart that was now on the other side of oblivion.

"Did he... transcend the superhuman?" ’

Transcendent.

The greatest sign that mortals can reach.

Out of the thirteenth day of the continent, those who reached the border of transcendence have been known to date as three.

Emperor William Quinton Marlborough.

This continent, the mediator, Aquaroa.

It's the continent. Shamal Lazift, short of the Assassination Bridge.

Ten steps across the continent, Kim Sung-cheol was a strong warrior, but he was commended for being simple and limited.

It was because his way of jumping into fights with no special abilities or skills was outdated and easy to break.

However, the dance Kim Sung-cheol showed me in a short time was different from what I had seen before.

‘By no means. Did he cross that wall? ’

Immediately, red blood flowed backwards from the esophagus.

Willie Gilford curls up like a shrimp, vomiting red blood.

The shadow of death falls upon his face.

Jubbuck.

Kim Sung-cheol's military foot passed in front of him.

“Your selfishness clouds your judgment and drives you into the abyss. ”

Boom.

When the head of the arm karaz falls, you tap the top lightly.

“Look closely. Willie Gilford: How the world's enemies fight ”

Kim Sung-cheol ran forward with a hammer.

Without the strength to move a finger, Willie Gilford couldn't help but look at Kim Sung-cheol's fight as he drank dirt with his head on the ground.

Soon after the battle began, Willie Gilford fell into a great shock.

Kim Sung-cheol fought equally against Marrakia.

Rather, Kim Sung-cheol felt relaxed.

I couldn't believe it.

The mere Summoner and mortal man fights aloud with the legendary being.

‘Kim Sung-cheol. He was definitely weaker than me. When did you acquire such great power? What the hell for? ’

Kim Sung-cheol's words were correct.

Between him and the regime of the ancient kingdoms, he became incredibly powerful to measure the world's lesser forces.

Maybe the last eight years.

Rather, death would have been a fierce and devastating day that would have been considered a blessing even more.

“Embrace the wrath of heaven! ”

Marrakia spread a magical camp around the ceiling and summoned a portion of the black cloud within it, destroying everything with merciless lightning.

It was a horrific shot I hadn't seen before.

However, Kim Sung-cheol's response was extremely simple.

He swings his arm to create countless fragments and smashes them at an invisible rate, crushing all the magical factions created by Marrakia and scattering the clouds.

Marakia was also Marakia, but Kim Sung-cheol's revenge was enough to choke Willie Gilford.

What the hell is he... doing that for?

At that moment, Willie Gilford's vision became blurred.

Death was coming.

All I hear is the noise of the fight, but it's fading even further.

In darkness and in agony, Willie Gilford died feeling humiliated and regretted.

The last thing he heard was the nobility of Marrakia.

“Worm like a human! ”

Power is deployed.

Marakia mutters in her beak, her hands and wings stretching out forcefully, a dark beverage worthy of being cursed in her black feathers.

Black Margaery sprays from all over him.

She reaches out into the underworld like a turbulent current and raises all the corpses where the tide passes.

Just... just... Exactly.

A myriad of cave elven skeletons, buried in the walls of the Underground Kingdom, break through the wall and walk out.

It was an army of thousands, not tens of thousands, of deaths.

“My servants. Defeat that inferior worm! ”

The troops of skeletons rushed to Kim Sung-cheol like a classification.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol stood in his place and watched the skeleton-laden tide attack him.

Marrakia folds her arms close to the ceiling and watches him.

A wave of white bones encircled Sung-cheol Kim and covered him.

The dead have the magical power to take the life of the living simply by approaching the body of the living.

Even if the individual's strength is weak, how many tens or hundreds of them can rush in and suck life out at once?

No matter how strong a Human warrior may be.

Moreover, there are more than 10,000 Skeleton Swarms led by Marrakia.

Without wings, the waves of the dead can't be stopped.

But after a while,

A heavy wave resonates among the hordes of skeletons.

Marrakia's eyes have caught something.

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There was something small and white flying towards him under the white waves that covered his feet.

He immediately moves his wings back.

Pick, pick!

Something sharp passes through his place and into the ceiling.

Marrakia looks up at it.

A fragment of a backbone.

Bang!

Another heavy wave erupts below the ground.

At the same time, you hear a sharp cut in the wind that cools your liver.

"Is this guy for real?! ’

Marrakia suddenly drops down in horror.

Fragments of the backbone are lodged around you like shotguns.

Bang, bang! Bang!

The hordes of skeletons prowl in sequence.

More debris flew towards Marrakia.

“Queek!”

A piece of debris is lodged in Marrakia's torso.

The wound was not deep, but I felt an exhilarating pain and bleeding.

Marrakia shuddered.

Nahaq is called God's chosen tribe. I can't believe a single human being would hurt himself, called the most sacred and powerful of all the Nahacs.

But the attack was just the beginning.

Bang, bang! Bang, bang! Bang!

A murky wave echoes through the swarm of white bones.

What the hell is that guy? Why is he still alive in that death squad? ’

He used to rain down black arrows, but now he's even exposed to fragments of white bones flying from the other side.

Marrakia is on the verge of choice.

‘Let the forces of death unfold and shield them. No, then I have one less means of attack. The power of the Army of Death is not immediate, but persistent. No matter how strong that man may be, death will never last forever in the army. ’

Marrakia is a powerful wizard, but also a powerful warrior.

And he was more confident flying on the wings than anyone else.

He looks down at the ground while maintaining the army of the dead.

Bang!

One wave.

Fragments of White Bone fly in like shotguns.

Marrakia flaps her wings following the trail of all the fragments.

With a single flap, his new brother split the sky elegantly and lightly avoided all the debris.

Bang, bang!

Kim Sung-cheol, buried in the skeleton, continued to shoot debris.

‘You're making a move. But your attack will not work! ’

Marrakia believes in her wings and the accuracy of her eyes, avoiding attacks lightly.

Bang, bang! Bang!

The attack continues.

Marrakia avoided all the debris with a splendid flight.

However, the second time I avoided the third fragment, another attack came out of the time gap.

Marrakia drops quickly, ridiculed.

‘Do you want to be attacked by this castle? ’

The debris passes hollow over his head.

At the same time, Marrakia was convinced.

The winner of this fight is you.

At that moment, something popped out from under my feet.

Something protruded through the backbones like a comet, aiming for the gap where he swooped down with his wings.

Marrakia is unable to respond to a sudden attack.

‘No way?! ’

But he realizes what happened to him.

The fact that the attack he thought he had dodged lightly was actually a trap to lure him into harmony.

Bang, bang!

The human hand grabs King Join's wings.

Marrakia quickly reverses and tries to detach the human, but the human hand is faster.

Uahhhhhh!

His wings were separated from the trunk by a sinister hand.

Red blood gushes out like fountains with terrible pain.

Marrakia falls to the ground feeling faint.

What caught his eye was the forces of death he had raised up.

His consciousness was severed as soon as the corpses of the cave elves obscured his sight.

Bang!

King Join crashed into the middle of a pile of skeletons.

The living skeletons collapse as the king loses his strength.

Kim Sung-cheol landed on a land made of white bones.

Not a drop of blood, not a scratch on the cloth.

“ ……. ”

He turns his head to look at a point.

Willie Gilford, who was there, does not appear to be buried in the backbone of an unnamed cave elf.

It was a worthless end for a man who was hailed as a continental painter and a Grand Swordmaster for five million years.

Kim Sung-cheol walked slowly toward Marakia, who fell on a pile of white bones.

“Ugh... ugh...”

Marrakia, whose wings have fallen off, moans in agony.

Fluffy.

Kim Sung-cheol's foot stepped on a backbone near him.

The first feeling of fear came to Marrakia's eyes.

He quickly turned away from the pain and stared at the man who was approaching him silently with his bright eyes.

‘Oh, my God. This is ridiculous. Can't even an inferior human be defeated by the power gained through the ages with my clan? ’

Kim Sung-cheol was still approaching.

King Join tried to humiliately defer the moment of destiny by crawling back into his arms and legs, not his wings.

At that moment, one thought came to mind.

‘Yes. This was only a physical attack. ’

There is still infinite magical power within him.

The problem is that you have a fatal wound on your body that will support you in releasing your magic to process.

Magnetic recovery is difficult at the moment.

I need something that I can use immediately.

Potions, other lives.

There is something that stands out in front of Marrakia as she crawls back.

Humans.

A sorceress claiming to have resurrected herself.

Even though he survived through her, humans were only a prey to Marrakia.

‘That would be nice. Besides, a wizard would be a great nutrient. ’

Marrakia, who sacrificed his own people.

He can show mercy to no one but his own kind.

He was looking into the eyes of the beast, watching the prey.

“W-what...?! ”

Then Mimi Azrael realized what Marrakia was looking at herself for, but it was already too late.

A sharp beak tears into her skin and pierces her heart.

Marrakia's tits wiggle and suck the freshly slain human blood.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol only watched the scene with a expressionless face.