Main Character Hides His Strength

The sense of transcendence revealed another name hidden behind the heater.

[Immortal, Executioner Picton]

[Lucky Soldier of Troy Mea]

Kim Sung-cheol calmly stared at the heater beyond a number of holes.

Red glows in the black flame.

The eyes of the DiHeather.

“I'll kill you here. ”

The D'Heather's voice echoes.

It is not the will of Asin.

It belongs to DiHeather himself.

The sense of transcendence made me feel that.

“Bertelkia. Get inside the warehouse. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said.

“No. It's cold and lonely there. If I go in with a hole like this...”

Bertelgia's words no longer continue.

Kim Sung-cheol grabbed Bertelkia and put it in his pocket.

“I'll never hurt you again. ”

Shining light flashed deep in Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

It is not the usual light of anger or revenge.

Something he had forgotten for a long time.

The light of passion was shining cold.

Bertelkia waved in Kim Sung-cheol's pocket, like a nest.

“Yes. Keep an eye on him this time. If you can't protect him, die with him! ”

“Of course. But I have no intention of dying for this man. ”

Kim Sung-cheol nodded his head and told Marrakia under his feet.

“Marrakia. Sylphide, please. ”

Marrakia, who is usually a troublemaker, now knows exactly what her role is.

He replies, moving his head and small wings together.

“I see.”

It was time for Marrakia to leave.

Something grabbed Marrakia's feet.

“Huh?"

Marrakia looks down in surprise.

It was a hand. It was also the hand of the dead Tygon Bosborot.

“W-what? This guy?!"

As Marrakia empowers her feet, Taigon's corpse is engulfed in golden light.

Kim Sung-cheol's mouth burst open.

An essential soul of heretic Inquisitors.

The power of resurrection was activating.

“W-what? Penguin, did you do this? ”

Taigon grabs a tight Marrakia and stretches.

“Let go of me! You human cockroach! ”

Kim Sung-cheol said in a bold tone, blocking the two ugly things that were making a fuss.

“Marrakia. Travel with this man to Sylphide. ”

“Hmmm... I can't help it. Hey, Human. Let's go.”

Marrakia's body reminds me of a magic circle, and his new statue slightly rises above the sky. It soon slips out the window.

“You go, too. Come on."

Kim Sung-cheol looked ahead and said.

Taigon noticed the existence of King DeHeather and nodded his head as Kim Sung-cheol looked at him with an unclean energy. Soon, he flew out the window.

What's left now is Kim Sung-cheol and Diheater.

Dichter laughed loudly, looking up at the sky for what was so good.

“There's only two left. The enemy of the world, you know? I waited for you on purpose. To keep your pack out of the way. ”

He was enjoying the situation.

I was enjoying the moment that is only now, regardless of what was to come in front of me.

“I'm full of strength. I think I can do anything with this power. Why didn't I know? There was an easy and easy way to gain power. ”

Beyond the Black Flame comes another red glow.

“You don't have to climb any stairs. ”

The fire of the dishwasher speaking like that was held little by little as a son-in-law.

Kim Sung-cheol's sharp eyes didn't miss it.

However, when he raised his hand, he wondered if the unclean waves would shake the palace like an earthquake, and the black flame burned again.

The black flame restored its original strength.

There is something.

Kim Sung-cheol ran forward with an arm karaz.

Everything that stands in his way has been destroyed.

No walls, no pillars, no frostbite, no curtains, nothing.

The king was located in the center of the throne room, which occupies the largest space in a small palace.

Kim Sung-cheol entered the throne room and could see what was happening inside the Nimpes palace.

“ ……. ”

Sacrifice.

The Blood Mages were filling the entire hall, and the innocent people who were stitched into long tails around them were already dying or dying.

Kim Sung-cheol found that there was a maid who brought him food and bandages during the sacrifice.

I didn't know his name, but Kim Sung-cheol knows him.

I did not have a conversation because of the position car, but I could tell by my actions that I was kind.

“Oh, my... how could you do that...”

Bertelkia was unable to connect her words to the tragedy within the palace.

I've seen so many terrible scenes, but the death of someone I knew is another form of horror.

It was only Queen Oxana who lived intact in a frenzied egg reality.

Kim Sung-cheol alternated between Oksanna and the heater and opened his mouth in a bold tone.

“Can you tell me what happened? ”

Kim Sung-cheol was talking towards Oksanna.

He knew the king's relationship with the queen well because he knew the queen would be involved in the case.

“ ……. ”

Oksanna kept her mouth shut and avoided Kim Sung-cheol's gaze.

But there was a deep terror on her face.

The cause is her husband, Heather.

Before gaining power, the helpless man, who knew his wife's unfaithfulness but could only whine, became a terrible tyrant who was no less powerful than any other tyrant.

“The queen will not answer. ”

The king intervened between Kim Sung-cheol and the queen.

“The queen has sworn to fulfill her duties as my complete wife. ”

I couldn't recognize his face because of the black flame, but Kim Sung-cheol could feel that he was smiling.

Ridiculously arrogant and arrogant.

“A decent woman should never talk to an outsider. ”

If not for the sense of transcendence, he could hardly believe that Kim Sung-cheol was the same person that he used to know.

‘Heather.'

Kim Sung-cheol reminded me.

The face of a man who first saw himself and liked him like a child. The face of a loving king who was told the face of a young man who had no choice but to be sworn by the enemy, and the reality of misery in a small room with no one.

However, everything Kim Sung-cheol knew disappeared with a black flame.

An irresponsible force distorts and destroys all of his things.

“ ……. ”

It's time to come to a conclusion.

To Kim Sung-cheol, to Die Heather.

The king reaches out his right hand.

An axe appears in the burning hand.

It holds a blunt blade close to the blunt force, rather than an axe.

However, the dull blade was bolted with vibrant blood. Kim Sung-cheol recognized that the axe was almost as sacred as his weapon of disaster.

“Today I kill you and become a new history. ”

Dichter said in an excited tone.

“Kim Sung-cheol.”

Another red glance flashes beyond the black flame. The overwhelming energy you know from your whole body exploded.

The wind blows and the tapestries hang around the throne room.

Standing in the corner of the throne room, Oxanna wandered off, not knowing what to do.

Dichter laughs, drunk by the tremendous power that flows through his body.

It was then.

A cold voice erupts from the other side.

“Did you just get that power and become a contributor? ”

It's Kim Sung-cheol.

He did not see even a slight change in the blasphemy emitted by the Dichter.

He was the same as always.

Aside from the heavy blood splatter on the chest.

The king laughed.

“Then what will you do? The little guy with all the credit for climbing the stairs? ”

“… you need a beating. ”

The conversation is over.

Kim Sung-cheol clasped his arms and turned his neck.

The sound of a brawl echoes through the bloody throne room as the bone joints clash.

Finally, he makes a slight touch with Bertelgia and whispers in a low voice.

“It won't take long. ”

Bertelkia waves lightly in response.

After finishing preparing, Sung-cheol Kim stared at the heater side.

The king seems reluctant to make the first move after the initial attack.

The sense of transcendence told Kim Sung-cheol.

It is not the Acine that rules over the burning creature now, it is the Diheater itself.

Then there's no need to hesitate.

Kim Sung-cheol lightly leaped over the heater like a picnic.

Dichter picked up Arm Garaz flying around with a blunt axe, making a crazy laugh about what he liked so much.

Chang Kang!

A hammer and a hammer collide.

The black flame on Dichter's body rises as thick as cat hair.

“This sensation! This is the world's enemy strike?! ”

He was genuinely pleased.

He said he would kill him in front of Kim Sung-cheol, but he couldn't shake his emotions during Kim Sung-cheol's time.

Kim Sung-cheol measured the power of the dishwasher, which felt like a hammer.

Weak. Overwhelming enough.

He lands, his feet soaring in the air with divine power as if stepping on the ground.

Bang!

When his feet touched, there was a shock wave that shook the entire palace.

A breath of joy burst from the mouth of the dishwasher.

“Aha!”

But that's just the beginning.

Kim Sung-cheol exerted a stronger and unexpected force on his arm with the central axis of his force to the heater.

The pushed arm, Garaz, starts shaking violently as if it had gained life.

“?! ”

The change in power came more pronounced to the man who hammered the hammer himself.

He felt the second wave of forces he could not bear, but there was no way to fight back.

I hear DeHeather's two feet. At the same time, his body flew like a blown balloon towards the opposite wall.

During the flight, the diverter reached out his left hand.

His finger grabs like a grappling hook, scratching at the iron ornament on the ledge and making a terrible sound that would tear his eardrum.

He flies with a spark between his fingernails and the ornaments and is thrown upside down on the walls of the palace.

Unfortunately, Kim Sung-cheol was hanging a royal sentence that he didn't even remember.

“Ugh...”

The back wall of the throne room began to crack around the heater.

But that's not the end of it.

Dichter's eyes glow red with black flames.

Kim Sung-cheol's sense of transcendence responded.

He was trying to use his power in addition to his own.

Kim Sung-cheol felt an unclean energy condensed under his feet.

As I stepped back lightly, I pierced the ground and four red pillars rose toward the spot where Kim Sung-cheol was.

A sharp iron pillar with rusty ends, though it appears to have been bitten with blood.

It was the same thing that pierced the royal man.

‘Is this the ability of that Picton? ’

Something other than magic.

It felt like a monster's unique ability.

Tsk, tsk!

Another iron pillar pierced under Kim Sung-cheol's feet. As Kim Sung-cheol moved to the side, dozens of pillars rose along his trail.

In an instant, a wall of iron pillars forms in half the throne room.

Kim Sung-cheol discovered that the fire of the heater, which appeared to be beyond the area covered by an iron pillar, was returning.

We're running out of fuel.

The moment Kim Sung-cheol made that decision, Oksanna's short scream rang out.

“D-let go of me! ”

The next moment, the heater moved.

It's the village, not Kim Sung-cheol's side.

‘Are we going to replenish the sacrifice? ’

Kim Sung-cheol smashed all the iron pillars in front of him, wielding a karaz arm and chasing after the heater.

Dichter was swarming towards the village, hugging Oksana with one arm like Yooseong.

A small kingdom. It thrives when it passes through the royal garden.

In the town square, the people of Nimpes were living a life unlike any other day.

In front of them, a creature prowls through the Black Flame.

“Your king is here. ”

The king said.

The king who was covered in black flames looked down at his people.

However, no people recognized him.

The queen was all the citizens of Niampas could find.

“Look at that! Isn't that the queen? ”

“It's true. It's a real queen. ”

Even the people turned their backs on the king.

A red light flashed into Dichter's eyes.