Mangem's Paladin

After I finished working in the store, there was nothing else to do.

They stared at each other and confronted each other. Standing there without doing anything like that, Gunwook thought about it.

Thinking about it, I felt it was a funny situation. I could open the portal to guarantee everyone's life. But how insane it is to dig everyone into the ground to level them up.

It's hard to adapt to a changed world for witches, but in fact, it may already be a question of the values of the players who worship the level. Or maybe he's pissed off the rest of us.

I didn't even know if it was a good decision or why it was so decided. If they all die by this decision, they thought it was their fault, so it was too late.

Of course, it was impossible to overturn the decision. You must win.

Gunwook stared at the flying pafnil and desperately regenerated a mock war with the dragon several times in his head.

Since then, neither Papnil nor Gunuk have acted violently.

When I brought the dwarf Pafnil here, the uncomfortable static continued. It was in the middle of time.

Breaking the static was a heavy footstep.

Kim Seon-woo came out in the dark.

“You wanted to come too late, didn't you? I thought the Black Dragon was jumping and avoiding his brother like a freak. What are you two doing? What is it?”

“He didn't even think about attacking me. ”

“It's true."

“And now the one in your hand? ”

Kim Seon-woo was holding a dwarf. A dwarf whose Achilles gun was cut off to keep him from escaping.

Kim Seon-woo said, holding the dwarf firmly.

“You look like an elite dwarf, hiding in a dungeon. It's a long way to go. Life detection? I barely found him, and then I overpowered him with a scalpel. ”

“Is this the guy who keeps that lizard memory? ”

“Probably. What's in his pocket?"

Kim Seon-woo pulls a bunch of paper out of the dwarf's pocket. There was something crooked on the piece of paper. Even if I couldn't recognize the writing, it was worth noting that it was a record of something.

It's probably a record for Papnil.

Gunwook nods and looks at Papnil, who is still floating in the sky.

Pafnil was also watching this side.

It's hard to recognize a reptile's face, but I'm making a different face than before. It was clear that there was a change in heart rate.

I don't think I'd be happy to kill this dwarf. I don't know if it's worth responding to the hostage theatre demands.

It was decided to find out in person.

Gunwook handed over the dwarf from Kim Sun-woo.

“Let go! Let go! ”

The dwarf rebelled as he bled from his limbs, but when he trampled on his chest, he was no longer dumbfounded.

Gunwook murmured with his holy sword.

“Holy.”

Sacred Weapon Order. The Holy Sword emitted a radiant glow.

He touched the Dwarf's chest with the tip of the Holy Sword that shines divinely. A burning heat was reported.

The dwarf bites his teeth tightly as if he was trying to endure torture, but in the end, he can't stand the pain and screams.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

At that moment Gunwook looked. Papnil was evil, and it was a dwarf face, not a dragon.

Feelings of agitation, recognizable.

It has the effect of torturing the hostages.

Gunwook kept screaming with the eagle's holy sword all over the dwarf's body. For a while, a tearing scream sounded.

“Your brother is scary."

Kim Sunwoo murmured, but Gunwook continued to torture without a word. It was neither a situation to talk about, nor a situation to cover up the means.

Short, if any, however, for the State party, after ending the torture, which would have felt long, Gunwook opened his mouth after waiting for the screams to stop.

“Come down. I'll ruin your memory vault until I come down. ”

I was talking to that tall, floating pafnil, but I didn't shout with a loud voice. If you want to listen to me, I said in a small voice, as if you were trying to take care of yourself.

“Come down. If you don't come down, keep going.” Pafnil did not answer whether he was trying to hide the agitation. But Gunwook noticed that he heard this.

I must have bought it, I must have bought it.

Gunwook takes the Holy Sword back to the dwarf's thigh. The burning pain also led to a scream from the dwarf's mouth. One word after the scream.

“Like this.”

Still unanswered, Gunwook once again heard the dwarf's screams, and this time shouted without even beating the torturer himself.

“Like this!”

That's when Papnil moved. The dragon's huge eyes are full of tiny dwarves and hateful intruders. Flying towards them, I didn't know what to do with myself.

I've got a hostage I can't give up.

That dwarf was not only Papnil, but also a servant with the mission of preserving the memory of all the other dwarf servants. I've left a record for memory preservation everywhere in this den, but once that servant is dead and all the memories of the other dwarf servants are gone, who knows who will recognize that record?

I'm worried. After the memory is gone, everyone will be black-eyed.

Thus, once everyone is regenerated so that even the record is not recognizable, all the relationships that have been built up for thirty years will be lost. Thirty years ago, the original relationship will return to the relationship of the tyrant and the forty dwarf sleeper who submit to its power.

He who has lost his memory will fall into a greedy beast. It's so scary.

We have to save her somehow. · · · · · ·

The moment Pafnil flew to contemplate, Gunuk did not forgive the stumbling block. Immediately, I moved the eagle's holy sword toward the dwarf.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The dwarf screams, and Paphnil sets his mind to it with open eyes. To put an end to the suffering of the servants.

Then, as Gunwook stopped torturing, Paphnil brutally torched him.

The storm strikes with dragon wings. Edgar curls up to avoid blowing. However, Gunwook and Kim Seon-woo stood there firmly, lifting their weapons.

Now there will be a battle. It was clear · · · · · ·.

Pafnil stops at eight meters from the ground.

Even if they were not attacked by those on the ground at the same time, the impact would not interfere with the battle. We both knew what that pattern meant.

“Is that son of a bitch? You think you're gonna blow a fire like this? Don't you think this dwarf's gonna burn too? ”

Gunwook replied very briefly to Kim Sun-woo's words.

“Anyway, I'm glad you came down. ”

“Well, yes. Then it's · · · ·. ”

Kim Sunwoo ran out to the side, and Gunwook remained there trampling on the dwarf.

The airborne pafnil squeaks like a crocodile and opens its mouth.

Like the crater that initiated the activity, sulfur vapor began to be released from the nose and mouth.

The throat twitches like a furnace, throwing out an explosive breath with a light. Whirling flames.

Gunwook's vision is full of flames and breaths. The shield was lifted and blindfolded.

The breath that was whistling along with the flames burned with a pillar of fire.

The swirling pillar burns even air and creates a huge vacuum. He grabs everything around him greedily so he can't budge. The tortured dwarf became ashes without a chance to feel pain.

A breath of flame, a symbol of the Western Demon Dragon. The wrath of a shaped dragon, filled with poisonous poisoning and the heat of death.

Then, as in the Western legend of the Demon Dragon, Gunwook ran forward with a shield. Bless yourself with the power of God.

“Light!”

Relying on a protective shield, he stepped forward a step backwards. One step, one step further.

The knight's armor flashes in a spreading flame.

Constantly throwing out flames and breaths to prevent the knight from coming, Pavnil felt that the knight coming towards him was gradually growing.

I thought that the light of the daily flame confused the actual award and distorted the perspective.

It wasn't. The article actually got bigger. Wizard's magic.

Edgar continues to grow as he advances with his giant spells. Then, when he reached the dragon with the body of a giant, Gunwook stabbed the sacred sword in the mouth of Papnil, who was still throwing out the flames.

Deeply impregnated when difficult to breathe.

Papnil howled and crashed.

The dust storm caused by the impact of that fall did not cover the giant of light. Beyond the dirt, Gunwook stares at the twitching pafnil.

The sound of the wind is leaking from the hole in the dragon's neck. It's already fatal, but Gunwook won't let it go.

I weighed my whole body and took a picture of Papnil's head down to the edge of the giant shield.

Paralyzed by shock, Papnil was not even able to resist and was exposed to all the attacks that followed.

Moreover, Gunwook shoots with a huge shield and hits him. I stab him in the eye with the tip of the shield and descend like I was about to cut his throat. Clean, clear slaughter for every hit.

The noise and shock waves continued to burst.

It was not the half-paralyzed brain that moved the dying pafnil, but its struggle as a dragon. Like a serpent who cuts his throat and moves his head to bite a man, Paphnil stretches out his neck and opens his mouth.

Gunwook lightly dodges the shield over his nose.

‘Monster Feud. ’

Meanwhile, Kim Seon-woo was also doing my job. I overcame the noise and shock waves and climbed on the back of the Black Dragon. In the middle of Papnil's equilibrium, Kim Seon-woo pulls out a sack of spear from his inventory. After holding the spear firmly between the vertebrae, the tip of the spear is lowered into the war hammer.

so that the window blade reaches to its spine.

Then I will die no matter how persistent my dragon is. But can't you even detect the pain of that deadly attack? Pafnil did not even care about his back, but only focused on biting the giant enemy in front of his eyes.

The roar and the monster constantly burst out of the dragon's nostrils.

Against him, Gunwook constantly banged the dragon's head with a shield and knocked again.

As the deeply embedded sacred sword twisted the dragon's breath and the brain in his head became shaking, Paphnil leapt like a wild beast, without complaining.

And finally, Kang and Kim Sunwoo's last hammer shoved the spear deep into the back of the Black Dragon.

After the brain was crushed and the throat pierced, even the spine pierced, Paphnil stopped his angry movements.

A huge black dragon leans and falls to its side.

Dirt scattered.

The duration of the Maceration spell is over, with the entire field of view obscured. Gunwook quickly escapes the dragon's attack range with a smaller body. Then he lifts the shield in case Papnil moves again.

However, Paphnil did not move in the dirt.

After a while, I started hearing voices in my head. Gunwook was the voice I had heard somewhere.

"Long ago, the Dwarf Kingdom of Nivelheim was inhabited by the Black Dwarf King. The Dwarf King ruled over his people with the power of a powerful golden ring and gathered treasures to reign over the Golden Mountain.

Gunuk remembered the owner of that voice very closely.

“Pluto?”

Pluto continued to recite something as he recited narration.

Over time, the power of the ring called a curse and made the dwarf an ugly dragon. And the dwarf did not escape on his golden mountain. Continue until the hero comes to kill Ta Ri Tan Dragon on the treasure. Now that the evil dragon has fallen after all these years, congratulations. Dragon Blood and Bo

Water is now a triumphant hero

Rewards began with the Declaration of Victory.

Papnil's blood begins to stretch from his wounds all over his body.

Dragon blood.

The blood stem spread to Gunwook, Kim Sunwoo and the bodies of players buried in the ground.

His blood permeated the body that touched him.

Gunwook also swallowed and absorbed dragon blood. The next moment, a system message rang in my head.

Level limit lifted to 150. You cannot retry this subjugation after.

Only then did Gunwook realize that he really won.

At that time, Papnil's stomach trembled greatly. Gunwook was nervous even though the prophecy did not announce a warning, but Pafnil did not move by my will.

With a movement close to a post-convulsion, Paphnil vomits a ton of things out of his mouth.

It was an item drop.

All kinds of gold, jewels, and other items pour down his nostrils. Kim Seon-woo sighed with relief before rejoicing.

“It's finally over. I really thought you were gonna die. ”

“Well done.”

“Well done, of course, and now we have to work a little harder. Did you bury the bodies there? I'll dig up the bodies and take them, so you can sort out the loot. ”

“You mean me? ”

“Yeah. Shouldn't we distribute it among the people we meet later? People will wonder what I didn't plan to do if I said I was after the loot, but if I said you did, they wouldn't say anything. So come on.”

It was a surprise offer, but Gunwook did as he was told.

Kim Seon-woo also hastened to dig up the land as he had said. I quickly finished all the work and moved reluctantly to get out of here.

The pain of the lower half, which was once broken, is so freezing. I want to go home and put a lot of painkillers in my mouth.

Meanwhile, Edgar, who was a relatively comfortable role, smiled at ease. He smiled at the victor and said:

“You want to go back and do the cheers? All right.”

Edgar memorizes a muttering spell and begins to create a dimensional door.

Over time, almost all dimensional doors were opened, and the bodies in the pits were revealed, and moreover, the loot classification was almost completed.

Hence, Gunwook found one shining, poisonous treasure in all sorts of dragon treasures such as rings, armor, swords and shields.

Something that looks like fruit.

Having seen it, Gunwook doubted his own eyes. Carefully lifting the golden object over his eyes, he asked Edgar.

“Do you have this? ”

Edgar, who was enjoying the joy of victory at his leisure, looked at the polite object and opened his eyes wide.

Kim Seon-woo, who dug all the pits, also looked at the item. I couldn't take my eyes off that glittering fruit.

“Golden apple · · · · · ·. ”

Ends