Mangem's Paladin

Lieutenant Hyeong-gyu asked Deep One immediately. Tell that distant colleague to deliver a signal.

Deep One responded to the request.

After a while, a signal consisting of telepathy that could never be eavesdropped reached the deep circles that were escorting the submarine from afar. Deep circles swimming underwater relayed the signal to the crew of the submarine, all of whom were nervous.

It was a firing signal.

A signal came back shortly indicating that he had been instructed. Commander Yi Kyu knew that a missile would soon be fired from the submarine.

There's only one last thing left. Lt. Gen. Lee sent a radio message to Kim Jong-hmm, who is still hiding near the palace.

“Kim Jong-hmm? This is Lieutenant Lee Gyu. Yes, as I said, if you leave now after summoning the angel, remember? You must never go to the palace, but you must stay away from it. ”

The radio was also delivered appropriately.

Kim Jong-hmm will now summon the Angel of Death again. The angel with the burning wings will go to the palace again and draw attention.

It would have been of considerable help just now if something else had caught my eye. If the shooters who were firing missiles at Enhancement so far had fallen down in a number of raids, the chances of success were higher than ever if the others were busy responding to the King's call.

As things went as planned, Rear Admiral Lee sighed with relief.

Meanwhile, the president was staring at Lieutenant General Lee Ying-gyu with a tired face. Rear Admiral Lee said he was coughing.

“About a hundred years ago, a young boy and a fat man beat up the Japanese Empire, and our country was liberated. ”

The President countered.

“Unlike Okinawa, the independence of the Korean peninsula is due to the fierce struggle of our independents to show our country's independence doctors around the world. It's not just because of the two nuclear chambers. ”

“Oh, of course you're right, but wasn't the direct liberation meter a victory for the Allies? In fact, Dr. Baek Baek Bum-gu was shocked. So far, the efforts of the Independent have gone to waste. You're worried that our right to speak will be weakened because we didn't contribute directly to the war. It was his concern that, irrespective of our will, smiling military rule came into being, and eventually divided into the North and the South.

Did you know that Independent fighters were planning to send troops themselves at the time? But because Japan surrendered earlier than expected, the plan was abandoned. If our Independents had been able to join the troops themselves as planned, the situation would have been much better. South Korea would have been able to claim its rights to Allied victory, and I would have been able to claim my share. This can't be the right situation for enhancement right now. If we wanted to claim our rights to this victory, we had to do something ourselves, not just cheer the Incheon players. ”

“So the gear had to be planted with a mushroom. It's in Seoul, too.”

“I can't help it. I can't help it. You can't just be stuck in a permanent enhancement, can you? ”

Subsequently, General Lee Ying-gyu added a weekday explanation, which he had already done not to convince the president, but to reassure himself. An excuse to tell yourself that you didn't commit a crime, because you needed it.

Regret was always the only way to come after it had been committed.

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The after-effects of the resurrection are always terrible. Resistance is pushed from the moment it happens. A feeling of resistance to life, which seems to have swelled hundreds of times as much as a feeling of unwillingness to wake up in a state of sleep deprivation.

Even Gunwook had just died from the passive skill of the Crusader, and then he died again by the sword of John. The superimposed deaths were doubly terrible.

Gunwook opened his eyes, ignoring the feeling as he always did.

I didn't know the sentiment and the name of the priest. Gunwook hastily asked.

“How long has it been? ”

The sentimentalist answered in a small voice.

“Ten minutes. ”

“Well, we still have time. We need to get him back to the road. ”

“Wait, my voice is too loud."

Gunwook's voice was heard in Seo John's ear when he was talking to Prince Yeongyeon in another room.

Seo Johan, who was running in a hurry, said with open eyes.

“Whose will you resurrect? Your Majesty told me to leave him as a corpse! ”

The sentimentalist replied.

“I ordered it. Revive him.”

“Why!”

Gunwook shouted first before the sentimentalists made excuses.

“Colonel, we need to get you back to the negotiating table! It's crazy to keep fighting. It keeps Seoul on the battlefield, making it a complete ruin in the end. ”

Seo Johan looked at Gun Wook and asked.

“Did you come for that purpose from the beginning? For rescuing interest rates, and negotiating an end to the war? ”

“Yes.”

“I shouldn't have provoked you then. I keep calling you rubber. ”

“I wanted you to think of yourself as him. ”

“What is your name? ”

“Well, there are many things, but at least not as a democratic king. It's not really a part of being a Korean before a soldier. ”

“So you look pathetic? ”

“Yes, very. ”

John frowned at the words, and said quietly.

“You have no right to disparage him. ”

I don't know

“Do you know how horrible it was thirty years ago? The soldiers, the players, the civilians, they all went crazy. Retaliation! Retaliation! Since then, the war has been constantly going on. Do you have any idea how much you've been struggling to stop all that chaos? Do you have any idea how stable the world has been as a result? ”

“I don't know.”

“Yeah, I don't know! You weren't there then! No one can say we were entertained then! Your Majesty, who has contributed so much to the world, is just a dictator, so you can't tear it down! How dare you not even live in that age! ”

Gunwook said his friend's family protested, and he was taken to Ham Gyeonggi-dong for the first time. He said, "I'm sorry, but I don't think I should let him go." I didn't come here to fight.

“Yes, I was wrong. Admittedly, and whether I did well or not, we have to bring him in and renegotiate. Hurry up for a second!”

In Gunwook's words, Seo Johan noticed that he was still not receptive.

“No, you can't. ”

“What do you think?”

“Your Majesty has already decided to fight. If you are a knight loyal to the king, you should follow him. ”

“Where is that knightly loyalty? It's not even Korean loyalty. Just like the Japanese samurai! Isn't it right to ask if the king made the wrong decision? ”

“There are many theories about the posture of the article, but the medieval and renaissance ceremonies are different. So are you talking about knights with me now? ”

“No, it's an article. Anyway, please.

Then Seo Johan lifted his sword. Emotional factions panicked and shouted.

“Gunwook, I'm not going to shoot you, so get your gear on! Quickly!”

At the end of the day, Gunuk faced Seo-yeon, wearing all the equipment in the inventory.

The afterglow of the two paladins began to bulge. Thus, while the narrow basement was full of light, the two paladins looked at each other with their faces full of jealousy, but their insides were tense.

Seo Johan couldn't help but defeat the great Crusader. I was blocked when I used my confident technology earlier, but would it work if I used a different technology? I didn't know.

And Gun Wook wondered if he could hit Seo Johan. In that case, rubber is more angry and the possibility of negotiating is lower.

Meanwhile, the sentimentalist looks at the two of them with an uneasy face.

‘I don't have to fight. It'll all be over in a minute.

The sentimentalist recalls what he said in the reinforcement. Rescue Duke Incheon and hit Seoul Palace to deal serious damage. The sentiment was in favor of wanting the war to be ended quickly in any way that would cause Incheon to lose its ability to fight.

The sentimentalist thought. So what kind of reinforcements do you think you're hitting?

Bombardier or another powerful missile?

‘Thinking about it, I don't think you said it. ’

At that time, a missile was fired from a submarine that had risen from the West Sea.

The missile was manufactured as a result of North Korea pouring all its strength into the hands of the Manchurian army, which did not miss the opportunity at the moment of its destruction.

The Manchurian army wanted to shoot at the government of the Korean Peninsula, which always shouts out for the Manchurian regime with its missiles in its hands. However, a weak resistance hid near the Korean peninsula came into my eyes because I feared there would be God's punishment. The last democratic government on the Korean peninsula trapped in the reinforcement.

And Manju's army speculated that killing the same Koreans would not be safe from God's punishment.

After all, with the logic of the enemy on the one hand, the missile is handed over to the Enhancement Level. I'm afraid I won't be able to shoot at the enhancement level because it doesn't meet the specifications, so I've perfected the preprocessing.

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“It! It! Cthulhu Fhtagn! ”

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The name of the sun god was Apollo, and the name of the human was Gossip. I resigned from the position of god a while ago, but the work of the sun god I took over was not as sweet as before. When the greatest god looks down on the ground, he shoots the arrow of the sun and punishes it.

To decide what to do now, the sun god saw the missile.

The missile that crossed the void was fired from the Enhancement, and the Enhancement immediately engulfed humans as well as marine monsters in the novel. The missile launch was only possible thanks to those marine monsters.

For that reason, the Sun god determined that the missile dared not attack the NPC, but the monster attacked the player.

It's natural in RPG, and it's not punishable.

So the sun god lowered the bow and arrow and continued to bend the ground.

I saw human rubber standing on a single phase. You haven't gathered enough troops yet, but you must be in a hurry. King Rubber was speaking with roughly gathered troops.

“The lords of the Middle Ages are coming to occupy Seoul. They want this gogurt back as a feudal offering. Neither for this land, nor for those who live on it. I just want you to rule and rule! They are sending troops to enslave the people who live in this land!

Is that acceptable? No! You can't do that! This land has never been a feudal feast since the Danites captured it. There will be no future! I, you Koguryo warriors, will fight! I will never surrender! ”

The sun god can understand the old king's feelings. So, while feeling compassion and sorrow, there was a floating existence between the depressed god and the angry humans.

Under the sun, there was an angel above the gathering of humans.

Angel of Death with Burning Wings.

The Angel of Death was floating in the air, so he discovered the polite missile first. I saw the power curled up in it.

Atomic nuclei, the quantum and neutrons that make up it. That rigid bond can only break the neutron. And human beings can only create that division as they wish, and they can also create it in series. That missile is the weapon for that.

The moment he realized that, the angel realized what he had to do. The original job was just eye-catching, but I decided to do more.

This will increase Pluto's people.

An angel of death flew right in front of the missile. After a while, the shooters also saw the two planes.

“Shoot!"

While the bullet hits, the angel of death does not try to avoid it. Flaming wings are widened and all of the attacks are directed downwards. With a knife, with armor, with wings.

The previous raid worked. Due to the fall of many people, the fireworks made up by the shooters and the wizards were much weaker than before, so the angel was able to endure them.

Finally, when it was close enough to the ground, the angel of death was spreading radiation from its wings. Players on the ground also detected it. I don't know why.

“What is it?”

The moment everyone frowned, an explosion erupted behind the angel.

And there was a light.

The light was too bright to be captured by the human eye. I couldn't even dare to see it bare.

However, shooters with superhuman eyes looked at it.

Bulk of fire.

It was so bright that I saw a completely white, tiny sun floating on the ground.

I haven't seen him for a long time. The radiation emitted would have decayed their body tissues.

Meanwhile, the little sun that appeared on this earth wanted to return to the sky where it was supposed to be. I tried to climb into the sky with an upward air flow.

In the process, the small sun quickly lost its power.

The dying sun swells and screams with hatred on the ground.

Shock waves spread.

Then the clouds bloom. Clouds resembling mushrooms.

The angel in the middle died first, and then all the humans under it died. Towards the world of Pluto. No kings, no generals, no soldiers.

The sun god was watching all those deaths. About thirty years ago, he did something worse himself. The sun god burned and killed soldiers in each city and set a huge fire. Because that was the mission of the sun god.

I'm accustomed to such tragedies, and I don't think anything is going to happen now, but not at the moment. As before, the sun god in that high heaven regretted being a god.

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Ends