Possessing Nothing

Tsk.

Fleshlumpeaters rush from the scattering glass. The Doppelgänger attacks are both threatening and life-threatening. So it was difficult to deal with. It is hard to detect because it is a lifeless attack.

Not for Lee Sung-min. His senses and his nonexistent sixth sense clearly caught the Doppelgänger attack. The window shattered and spun in Lee's hands. Ta-tak! A streak of kicks and Lee Sung-min's window collide. Lee Seong-min pushed both of his arm muscles without biting back.

Woof! A big swing of the spear makes the Doppelgänger retreat. The Doppelgänger rolls its gray eyes like those of a Saxony and sees a red canyon. When I checked the window that hid the day in the window. The spear was already ahead of him.

It's the same. It's creepy. ’

Doppelgänger's feet move. The whole gesture that starts with foot mocking creates a near-perfect, immortal soul. If you don't know the incapable soul, you will be embarrassed by the extreme pleasures and ridicules that begin in those unnecessary steps. But not Lee Sung-min. Lee Sung-min knows that he is immortal.

One step to two steps. It continues to be the three feasts of the immortal soul, Ibo Cowardice 21163; 29022;. Immortality is a law, not a law. Extreme physical skills that begin on foot are immortal. When the Doppelgänger took two steps, his whole body exploded and shot out a concentrated, dark force. In the window that Lee Sung-min caught, the strength of the purple swelled greatly.

Kuaaang! The power of this coward is pushed away by the swing of a single blow. In Lee's hands, the spear began to spin fiercely. And a spear in the front pierces the Doppelgänger's chest.

The Doppelgänger opens his mouth but does not scream or moan. I just blinked at Lee Sung-min and returned to the ugly flesh. Seeing the flesh sagging helplessly, Lee Sung-min pulled out a spear.

“What... is going on?" ”

“A monster.”

Lee Seong-min muttered, looking down at a simple lump of flesh that looked like a Baek Sogo. The sensation in your hands when you penetrate a monster. The last face I looked at was this way. Lee Sung-min plucked out the flesh that was buried with his spear, and even took away the unpleasantness and annoyance that he felt at that moment.

“I was looking at a white sausage, but a monster...”

“You didn't see it for yourself. That's the monster. ”

“Though the response was lacking, the... ‘monster’ must have been a white saucer. I don't think there was much difference in my level. ”

He muttered with an unbelievable face. Lee Sung-min also felt something through the fight with the Doppelgänger. They don't seem to think it's an idea, but nevertheless, their work is powerful enough to be no different from their own.

[A monster called the Doppelgänger only imitates the same shape, but it can't imitate technology. But it's common sense out there.]

Rubia mutters like that.

[Analysis in progress. Now, the good news is that this dungeon is a complex maze. I think I can be a guide, so trust me and move on.]

Can I trust you? ’

[Woo, can't you just trust me?]

Rubia grunts. Barding as she hears the commotion. Heju, possessed by a barding, seems to want to talk about it.

What is it?

[Leave that crude doll chattering and tell me to shut up?]

[Shabby doll? You don't have my body, you have my armor!]

[I swear, the moment I get my act back, I will rip your ass off.]

Heju and Rubia start bickering. Lee Sung-min tapped the barding with his hand as if his head was getting itchy. Heavy sighs and shuts up. Luvia gives you a grinning laugh.

“... I have a terrible idea. ”

Zhang Yue was walking carefully, expressing his boundaries differently than before. Walking forward, flinching with a giant axe in both hands, seems quite dramatic.

“What do you mean? ”

“About this... dungeon. We just had a fight with a monster that looked like a whitener. ”

We are, not me. I wanted to shoot him like that, but I endured it.

“If everyone else is fighting...”

Lee Sung-min also realized what he wanted to say. The Doppelgänger, pictured as a Baxogo, was immortalized in the Baxogo. Even though he was not used to fighting himself, the Doppelgänger's work was genuine. He was relatively easy to defeat because he knew he was soulless, but if the Doppelgänger of W. Hoenn showed up,

‘Ah.'

Reminds me of my past life. In this dungeon, everyone except Wijihoen died. And W. Hoyen declared out of the dungeon. Everyone else killed themselves.

Maybe it wasn't Wiji Hoenn who killed Saxogo and the others, it was her doppelganger.

“Let's hurry.”

Lee Sung-min passed through the acquaintance, conscious of the ominousness that came from his heart.

*

“Huff... Puff...! ”

The Twin Towers stare at you, breathing heavily. Where he's looking, there's a wretched corpse lying around. It was one of the greatest masters of the Muslims who entered this dungeon with the Twin Towers. The extreme celestial degrees were recognized by anyone who had a supernatural peak, but the death of the extreme celestial degrees was unilateral, regardless of the borderline bureaucracy and high anonymity.

“You monster...! ”

The Twin Towers realized that they would meet the same end as the Supreme Sky. He glances down at his bloodied hands. Your left fist is crushed and you feel nothing but pain. His right fist is not broken at all, but he cannot be considered lucky.

Monsters come over the corpse of the Ultra Heaven. The creature looks like a frozen beauty. The long, dark hair stretches out the darkness of the night, shivering with each step, and the black eyes without light do not illuminate the feeling of a word.

Wijiho-yeon from SocheonMa, Korea.

I knew it was a monster. I also know that they have excellent artillery skills compared to their age. It had already become a myth that he had unilaterally pushed the blood spatter to cut off his left arm and escaped from Travia, home of the White Priory, unharmed.

Nevertheless, the pursuit of W. Hoenn. Following W. Hoenn in this dungeon was due to the sense of justice that there was no bigotry. That's why the Twin Towers didn't want to run away. He fires a oscillator with the crucial angles. A lifelong buildup of aerial power permeates the entire system. Although it is said to be an entrance, one is also a super-intensive superhero. You might be able to take an arm with you if you keep your mind to yourself. That was all I wanted.

“Ahhhh!”

The Twin Towers rush forward, bursting into flames. Defenseless attack. The anguish of the deadbeat who does not care for his life makes his body move. Ji Ho-yeon raises her hand, looking at such a bilateral threat. The Black Dragon Cannon that was covering her shoulders inflates sharply.

I know. Just moments ago, the Ultra Heaven couldn't avoid that attack and became a miserable corpse. As the seemingly helpless qualities of Wijihoen increased, it became stronger and faster than anything else in the world, and it became a bludgeon and a whip. The user jumps out of a swept attack with a flooded field of sight. My left leg is torn off and I don't care if I can't avoid it completely. The Twilight Threat has forgotten the pain. The eyes of the mutual gangrene spilling out of the flesh only saw Ji Ho-yeon looking up this way.

There was no emotion in Ji Ho-yeon's eyes looking up at the bilateral threat. W. Hoyen's hand moves again, and the Black Dragon Cannon flutters into the air. It was a monotonous attack, but I can't ignore its speed and power.

The Twilight Threat twists in mid-air, gripping it.

Quadruple! Your left arm is torn off. I ignore the pain. You have to be patient. The Twilight Threat spits out blood and extends its right hand in front of you. The tension that contained all the energy that could be scraped together was the last thing he saw, and that was the last thought. In the desperate wind of the Twilight Threat that he held just before, his tension crushed W. Hoyen's head. But in reality, the one whose head was smashed in was a double threat.

Ji Ho-yeon was struck by the rain of blood as she lowered her hand. Ji Ho-yeon, who was staring at the sky dazed, turned around and looked at the extremely heavenly body.

The monster who looked like him left without feeling any emotion.

When the Doppelgänger of W. Hoenn killed the extreme celestial and bipolar gangsters.

The real Wijihoyeon was staring at the man standing in front of her. The man is wounded. He has a large tear in his side, but no blood or visceral flow. The man's wounds were unbelievable, but the man did not budge a bit. Nevertheless, the man's eyes did not contain any special looking determination or angst.

“… Hmm. ”

Wijihoyen lowers the rattling black dragon cannon and touches his chin with his hands. She frowns and looks at the man's face again.

I know that's not a ‘real' human being. Right in front of me, I saw a lump of unknown flesh burst out and turn into that.

“Just in case. ”

I didn't recognize it at first. Wasn't he, nine years ago, that Wijihoyen, who was in Genevis nine years ago, was looking like a little girl, and "him" was looking like a boy. And nine years went by. After years and incidents, Ji Ho-yeon had almost no more than 9 years ago.

“You're here, too. ”

I wonder where they came from. The Muslim pursuers were conscious, but never felt the presence of him. Wijiho-yeon smiled bitterly, feeling a complex miss. He didn't think he would meet at such a place, so he thought about how he would make a face when he met the ‘real' guy. If I had known this was gonna happen, I would have made it a little more stylish. No, that doesn't suit me either. Thinking about it, Ji Ho-yeon looked down at her heart.

‘It's not that big. ’

The biggest dissatisfaction that W. Hoenn felt was that, for nine years, her back was tall and her face was changed, but her breasts were not that big. It was not unavailable, but it was not large enough for anyone to see, and it was slightly smaller than the average for W. Hoenn's criteria. I lived nine years not pretending to be a man, but dressed as a woman, introducing myself as a woman. However, her breasts did not grow, even though she lived as a woman instead of a man, just as her breasts did not grow in her previous life.

‘I thought I made some effort. ’

When we met again, I wanted to grimace, showing the curvature of my chest. But there's nothing I can do about it. My breasts didn't get bigger. I thought I'd try it out with a windmill, but I didn't want to do it for him because I was going to try it. Moreover, if my breasts really grew like watermelon, it would be very uncomfortable. For this reason, Wijihoyeon was now satisfied with her breasts size. There's no pressure to practice.

‘But now I regret quite a bit. ’

I didn't, but I wanted to see the surprised look on his face. Wijiho-yeon seriously raised her hand thinking that.

“This world is very mysterious. For nine years, I've seen and heard so much. That's how I am now. I'm not who you knew I was in your past life. ”

I'll tell you what. Ji Ho-yeon grinned.

“Well, you said you'd never met me before in your life. And this conversation is pointless. You... I mean. He's not someone I know. Right?"

The Doppelgänger does not answer. Projecting and attacking wounds on the flank. The first step narrows the distance and shoots the spear in a straight line. No, I'm just pretending to shoot. Changyoung scatters and hides his spear. A straight window shows movement, not straight, depending on the movement of the arms and hands.

That made him satisfied. Gwangcheon Muchang Seongkook, who renovated the original Gucheon Muchang and Ji Ho-yeon, to suit Lee's needs. Honestly, while handing over the shaman, Wei Ji Ho-yeon did not expect much from Lee Sung-min. Wei Ji Ho-yeon's talent was not really great, and he gave 10 years, but he thought that he would not be at the threshold of the supernatural.

But look, the spear is beautiful with a purple robe. The strength of the Zixiang ball. With a happy smile, Ji Ho-yeon reached out his hand forward. The downward Black Dragon Cannon spreads to the front as Wiji Hoyen gestures.

The spear from the Doppelgänger was completely blocked by the Black Dragon Cannon of W. Hoenn.

“It's been great.”

W. Hoyen muttered when his extended hand grabbed his fist. The spear wrapped around the black dragon cannon crumbles with a terrible sound. The Doppelgänger was told to pull out the spear, but it was faster for him to move forward. She takes the slightly rolled fist to the Doppelgänger's chest.

Phew.

The Doppelgänger's torso explodes. Ji Ho-yeon grinned bitterly, pulling back far away from the scattered flesh.

“If you die here, I'll be very sad. ”

Maybe.

He turned away, adding that.