Max Level Returner

I see Baal smiling at himself without a wordless.

It's Baal. Of course it's not the real Baal. The first abyss of ancient times is the encounter in a fantasy presented by the owner of the first fortress. Every time I come here, I realize how much fear I have when I see that Baal is in the illusion of nightmares.

The shock of knowing when Tu was fierce, and the opponent was a mere illusion, was beyond imagination.

What do you know?"

Yoon Sang-hyuk looks at Baal as if he is surprised. It is the first time since we met by nightmare. In other words, after Yoon Sang-hyuk first killed his nightmare, Baal, who then appeared in the fantasy of his nightmare, did not speak. There is a reason why Yoon Sang-hyuk, who knows Baal is a fantasy, did not talk to Baal either.

Caught.

The ruler of the world and the master of the 72 evil monarchs. And..."

Yoon's eyes turn sharp in appearance. There is no sudden change, no unprovoked change. As with every result, every change has its own cause. Yoon Sang-hyuk waits for Baal's next horse. Yoon Sang-hyuk was clearly seen then. The strange twist of Baal's mouth...….

It's an obvious sneer.

Well, I don't think that's what he was talking about."

It stops as if it's a note.

How do you know that? But I don't ask questions. Of course you know it because it's a fantasy born out of your inner fear. Let's think so. Yoon Sang-hyuk is so determined to swallow the sword. I'll leave here as soon as possible, taking away that illusion.

"Do you remember my last words?"

I remember exactly

I want you to cut me off for real me.

"….."

It's too complicated. These are fantasies based on their inner world fears. But Yoon Sang-hyuk's 'The persimmon is talking. Baal, who is facing himself now, is not a fantasy or a fantasy.

Yoon Sang-hyuk opens his mouth with difficulty.

Everything that looks like something has my will. How dare you think there would be someone who could create an inner figure without my permission? In the castle of Chaos, and here from time to time it was fun to watch you."

There was a weighing illusion. I can't breathe because I feel stuffy. My fingertips are shaking. As the nightmare said, Yoon Sang-hyuk said, "I'm afraid of the fantasy he created.

You didn't rush it, did you?"

It's easy to get rid of when you're weak. Baal is still only smiling at random. For a while, I hope to see Yoon Sang-hyuk with his chin in the Baal.

"Isn't the time? When are you talking about?"

By then we'll face each other even if you don't want to."

Of the creatures that dragged them back to the continent, and back here......you're one of them?"

It's a question that doesn't exist. More than that..."

look at

The changed look makes me happy."

It's Nida."

If you had been strong, you could have cut me directly, as well as an illusion."

"Someone played a prank a while ago."

Look at Baal. Baal clenches his fist. Blackness gathers in his hands.

This shivering shivering. It is strong enough to make you feel afraid just by looking at it.

The more."

would mean But it wasn't that strong, but that the original power was open. Judging from what he said, Baal is not related to the patch for raising difficulty.

It happened anyway. It's a meaningless question, but I was curious. Baal, who was thinking for a while, unfolds a finger.

I'm..."

"Two."

It's said that he's twice as strong as he couldn't even touch it.

Suddenly, Yoon Sang-hyuk bursts into laughter. I can't help but laugh. Yoon Sang-hyuk, who had been laughing for a long time, talks nervously.

Aah?"

In front of Yoon Sang-hyuk's house in the town of Masked Castle.

"Are you still alive?"

"Hmm, what the hell happened?"

A day after returning from a successful attack on Aenez, Yoon was staying at home and not coming out. It's been a week already. The whole family glances at the house.

"Yes. You spend more time with your brother than I do."

Is that it?"

He went to Tartaras, a moving fortress, to hunt. And since I came back from there, this situation has been going on until now.

"Just lie down. I don't eat, I don't drink any water. It's no use talking to you. It's like the soul is gone."

He is not a player called the monarch. He is the shield of mankind and a compass that gives players directions. So he shouldn't stop.

The chisel loses its place in the sea and becomes a drifting ship.

One never saw anyone enter the house.

Yoon Sang-hyuk is staring blankly at the ceiling with zero focusless eyes. I don't know what's on my mind when I'm confused. Both legs and arms don't seem to belong to him. I feel like I've just become a breathing doll. I never imagined myself to be so lethargic. But I don't think about moving my body even though I think about this.

I don't. My younger brother Yoon Sang-min will come in and ask me something anxiously.

Someone stroked his face. Small hands. The hand soon falls off the face.

It's a familiar voice. A small face reveals itself before one's eyes.

A lovely face. I am Kim Hyo-yeon, daughter of Kim Chul-jung. Kim Hyo-yeon pats Yoon Sang-hyuk's face again.

"Cotton?"

Get on this ship and sit down. Then, he smiles with his signature cute smile and creates a light pack. The swarm of lights dancing is increasing in number. Kim Hyo-yeon's magic skills seem to have improved even more than the last time she saw them. Countless light groups dance and settle down one by one.

Linda. Yoon Sang-hyuk admires that. By any means, it's not without regularity. Light swarms are exactly making constellations.

Kim Hyo-yeon smiles brightly as if she is excited and jumps on Yoon Sang-hyuk's belly.

I'm trying to talk, but my mouth is dry and it doesn't come out properly.

"Hehe. Hyoyeon is smart. I get compliments every day."

Hugging a kite, he looks at the constellation she made. Constellations still sprinkling light. Suddenly, I have this thought.

When you stop, everyone around you stops. And mankind's 'hope' will also stop. If that happens, the future that will come to her lovely nephew, Kim Hyo-yeon, will also disappear.

"Huh? Uncle, did you do something wrong to me? Why are you sorry?"

Sang-hyuk finally can't take his mouth off and smiles and hugs Kim Hyo-yeon harder.

I'm sorry to say that. I'll be a diligent uncle from now on."

***The sexual reception room with a mask.

Baek Jung-eun, who makes behind-the-scenes reports, is wary of Yoon Sang-hyuk. This is not much different from before.

It's a slippery slope."

The white man smiles awkwardly and scratches his head.

I don't mean to be stuck in the corner and play dead. So don't worry too much. Can I ask you a favor in the meantime?"

I lost, so I don't really care."

"I will."