Main Character Hides His Strength

“The world drove them crazy. ”

Kim Sung-cheol tapped the collapsed rock with an arm of karaz.

It was tightly packed.

But it's not like we can't get through.

Kim Sung-cheol took the cloth out of his arms, closed his nose and mouth, and prepared to swing the arm karaz.

“It's gonna be loud. ”

At the end of the sentence, a ruthless excavation begins.

It was only then that I could hear little of Bertelgia's nagging.

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[Bird... bird!]

I didn't come up with any other title, but as Stu, I couldn't help but report it to the new boss.

If you are lazy to report, you can hang back and twist your back on a sharp beak.

“What do you see? Human?”

Luckily, the little bird across the street didn't mind the title.

Stu continued to report with a sigh of relief inside.

[There's a battle going on. The Glory I was on is under attack from other aircraft!]

Stu was relatively calm when he saw the shocking sight of his aircraft being attacked.

I had no choice because even Lake Glory had Stu beaten to a pulp.

"Knock it off! Oh... Is that too much? I just want a few of the people who were torturing me to death. ’

She waits for the next word to come out of the comms with her evil wish in her heart.

“Really?"

As soon as I heard the voice of a small tyrant, I noticed something huge in Stu's eyes.

“Yes…? ”

Stu's pupil suddenly contracts, and a huge monster bursts out of her mouth.

[Waaaawwwwww!]

“Why are you yelling all of a sudden? Human? You want to turn your back again? ”

Marrakia said, annoyed.

No, no, no. It's a dragon! The dragon has arrived!]

“Dragon?”

Marrakia has been experiencing an unusual magical airflow for some time now.

It is clear that the energy of the dragon's magical power contains a powerful corner like the storm, but it is different from what Marakir had felt before.

Marrakia felt a sticky, sinister aura.

To give you a closer example, I just came up with, but the energy I felt in Ixion.

It resembled the unpleasant tranquility I was hiding just before Asin appeared.

‘As expected, I have a bad feeling. ’

Marrakia is reluctant, but climbs onto the baron and pecks him on the back with his beak.

The baron's huge torso twitches as his little beak touches the back of his neck, and an angry glare flashes back.

“Hey, livestock. Give me a ride. I know it's hard to ask a friend with wings and beaks to ride with me, but my wings aren't growing enough, and there seems to be something big going on out there. ”

The baron could not speak, but he could understand everything.

That's why I started flapping my wings, forgetting the grudge.

Marrakia waits for the baron to soar, holding a huge scepter in her loving hands.

Soon, the baron's body floated above the sky, and Marakir was able to capture the distant landscape that had been hidden in the snowy trees in his eyes.

What stood out, of course, was the image of the dragon carnes that were the size of an entire tower.

‘That rude woman. A powerful dragon bloodline. It's called anti-human use, but it's about that size. ’

Marrakia pulls her tightrope and orders to fly to the side more and sees what unfolds around the dragon.

The sight of the Nahaq, the Join, is dozens of times that of humans.

Even objects that are very far away have the power to accurately detect them.

Marrakia has found those who wear black robes heralded around the dragon with the Nahaq's eyes.

Marrakia reminds me of this.

‘Is that it? The identity of the unclean energy I felt. ’

Marrakia found the Apocalypse burning in the white flames, just ahead of Carnes.

Behind the Apocalypse, an unclean black energy was emitted from the crowd who sang the ominous psalm and headed for a burning woman.

Marrakia saw its identity at a glance.

‘No way, that woman. Do they intend to let him descend on their own bodies? ’

I haven't seen it in person, but I've heard it from my father several times.

It is said that the primitive tribes who were invaded by the Nahaq summoned Asin in the last way and confronted the Nahaq.

Once Asin appeared, the Nahacs stopped their attack and immediately withdrew from the airspace.

It's because we can't win if we confront them anyway, and we know what the cost is for bringing knowledge.

Asin is inherently not supposed to exist in this world.

There is no way to attach such things to this world indefinitely.

That's why the Nausicaans waited for Asin to leave their post once he showed up.

Minutes in length, hours in length.

If you use the method of summoning Asin yourself by sacrificing countless lives like Vestiaret, you can keep him on the ground for quite a long time, but the primitive tribes the Nahaq faced lack the proper human resources and knowledge.

They descended upon this earth in a very primitive and barbaric way.

It is the way to let the spirit of Jesus dwell in the body of the alchemist called the myth.

Marrakia at a glance recognized that what was happening was a ritual for the myth.

The white flame that burns the spirits, not the flesh, is more evident than anything else.

"A myth... I can't believe there's still such a wild trick left in the world. ’

The alchemist who became the catalyst for the Asin Summon burns like a candle. A white flame is a flame that burns everything in a druid.

“Todhouse the Enlightened...! Embrace me! ”

The body of a woman of the Apocalypse, wrapped in an unclean energy, rises above the sky.

Carnes feels an unusual aura and once again breathes a brace, but her powerful brace is once again blocked by the unclean aura surrounding the Apocalypse.

A familiar voice echoes from the top of the hidden tower.

“Carnes! Danger! Stand back!”

Porphyrius.

He was watching through the eyes of the battery as women's abilities were terribly explosive, surrounded by an unclean energy.

‘Nonsense. This stat... is not mortal...! ’

His ominous premonition turned out to be true.

A black figure appeared over the burning woman, wrapped in an unclean energy.

It was a sinister figure that caused the viewer to simultaneously summon the fear and vanity of the unknown.

Kaneth realizes what happens when he sees a black figure large enough to match his own.

"Do you know...? ’

A long time ago, the old stories I heard from my relatives passed through my mind as if they weren't true.

The ancient tribes of Neanderthals used a method of summoning Asin at the expense of their lives.

The forbidden alcoholic technique, which humans thought was extinct and rooted when they began to have the right faith, was surprisingly still in place.

The black figure pulls something out.

A long scroll.

A magical scroll.

The black figure opens a giant scroll and shouts something in an unrecognizable voice.

A massive whirlwind rises around him, sweeping the surrounding area.

Kaneth's eyes widen.

‘That's a Mega Cyclone. I can't believe you used two of those in the seventh place just for a short period of time. ’

Even a dragon can't succeed if caught in that giant whirlpool.

It is hard to bear even one, but if two vortexes spaced apart are inserted inside, they will literally be torn apart among the whirls.

If that thing hits you, you're dead! ’

The whirl tries to pull everything around it and push it into the shaft of destruction.

That power was truly enormous.

“Ahhhh!!! ”

The slave who was left outside the hidden tower was drawn to the Mega Cyclone, dancing in a whirlpool like a float, and then disappeared.

Kaneth leans back.

As you grip the ground with your heavy four legs, you retreat in a daze.

Flying on wings is much faster, but it is suicide to fly in this state.

Fortunately, the weight of the body was preventing it from being sucked into the whirlwind.

Lucky for you, I guess.

During the retreat, the two whirlwinds were advancing slowly and overwhelmingly towards Kaneth, but there was a distance to influence it.

However, the black figure, filled with the power of Asin, put another trial on the anti-Semitic.

“Bye! Bye! ”

As soon as the distress of the psychopath resounded into the air, a dark cloud blossomed like food above the Tower of the Elder, quickly enveloping the area with a deep brainstorm.

They were dark clouds that mistakenly thought day and night had changed in one moment.

Those who watched the battle in the Tower of the Hidden One could not help but be astonished by the endless magic of that dreadful black figure.

“Inagi!”

The moment the black figure thundered with a huge arm, something happened.

Immediately, when the clouds seemed to fall down, an ominous thundering started pouring rain of lightning on all sides of heaven and earth.

It was a lightning storm in true sense.

The dry thunderbolt destroyed everything around it, swept through it and burned it.

Kaneth immediately performed a spell defense ritual to protect himself, but watched as the storm of endless thunderstorms instantly destroyed the overload ritual and allowed a single bolt of lightning to penetrate the massive body.

“Grrrgh...! ”

Cannes feels a tingling sensation spreading throughout his body, forcing his choice.

‘My body is so big that I can't stop it with a spell defense technique. ’

Instead of giving up the body of a giant dragon and turning into a human being and avoiding lightning, do you face threats from whirlwinds or do you continue to be struck by lightning as a dragon and escape from whirlwinds?

None of it was hopeful.

She stares at the black figure, which remains as if it were a catastrophe.

The man of the Apocalypse who stood at the center of the black figure was still burning white.

‘Nonsense. How is a normal human being supposed to accept that and be okay with it? ’

At that moment of questioning, I saw the crowds sitting on the side of the diaphragm, plotting behind the black figure in Carnes' eyes.

Something's changed.

Kaneth soon found out why.

The numbers have decreased. In the beginning, a group of about fifty is now down to about forty.

As another lightning bolt strikes Kaneth, Kaneth can see clearly.

The scene where a group holding a black crystal at their chest suddenly vanishes like smoke and is drawn into the center of a burning black shape.

Are you trying to preserve it with artificial strength? ’

It's a delayed realization.

The lightning continues to beat the spell-defense ritual, and the whirlwind is slowly sucking everything in and coming this way, even now.

Kaneth found out why Asin is not allowed in this world.

Their power is divine.

There's no way to fight an ordinary mortal.

Therefore, God did not allow immortals to live in this world, but created an immortal world and let them live in it.

But regardless of that realization, destiny was coming for Kanes.

You have one minute left.

If she fails to make a choice, she will be killed by either lightning or whirlwind.

Phage!

Even now, a bolt of lightning strikes the Spelldefense ritual and scatters it.

Lightning is more threatening.

That's how Carnes disbands the dragon and enters the human form.

Immediately after returning to the human form, Kaneth felt the ominous force pulling him in. The whirlwind's strong force was forcibly pulling on the tiny cannes.

Carnes plans to overcome it with magical power, but it doesn't seem like his heart.

Her embarrassing eyes caught my attention to the slave of the gray robe that had already been sucked into the whirlwind and floated like a leaf.

"Is that what's happening to me...?" ’

The moment despair spread to every corner of her body, something fell from the sky and hit the ground.

It was the Black Lightning.

The black figure mutters a strange sound and immediately turns to look back.

The black lightning strikes the head of the crowd sitting on a crowbar.

Five believers died with their limbs extended like frogs.

It will only allow a sudden attack.

As he watches this from above the airstrip, Schnelmer tilts his head.

What is it? Is it out already? No, but what was that magic again? Magic I've never seen...! ’

It's natural.

The magic that just summoned the Black Lightning was created by a powerful faction other than humans.

“Hmph... You've done it. ”

A griphon floating in the distant sky.

Sitting on it, Marrakia looks down with a cane five times longer than her body.

“Generosity surrounded by inclusion without punishing rude dragons. This is not the king's vessel. What could it be? ”

At the next moment, the black figure turns to face Marrakia.

“Beep...? ”

Marrakia's beak is firmly closed.

At that moment, something was hidden in his fluffy fur that sparkled.

[Hey, bird. Bird!]

The comms were ringing at a bad moment.

The next moment, countless lightning storms hit Marrakia and the baron.