Possessing Nothing

I'm out!

Along with the sound of the blast, heaven and earth were filled with light.

Even though it wasn't directed at him, he felt a definite sense of death.

He looks back in amazement.

Kwaaah!

The sound of the explosion following the noise shook the room. Neither straight nor fried.

Just the fact that there was a conflict in this space destroyed the space.

Fragments of the erupting earth become chunks, then quickly shattered into thin sand. The harsh winds in the north have turned into a massive sandstorm with hundreds of millions of grains of sand.

In the middle, there was a private stockholder. He was surrounded by a black lightning bolt that looked like a non-human brain.

I can't see the godless. It was so for Lee Sung-min's eyes.

The tetrarch sees the movement of the godless. No, I felt it. Atheist runs through the shrapnel in the shattered space.

Fragments of the shattered space stand on his footing, which even those standing in the realm of man cannot perceive.

The existence of the godless running through debris and debris, which will scatter and vanish.

The way of the Amzon. Its origins are superstitious. His movements were really ghost-like.

The body of the tetrarch came to my mind.

At that moment, the superstitious leap again.

A swarm of flying cards contained enough force to decay even mountains in a single strike. The power flies to a point that does not scatter.

The sandalist holding the back of his hand loosens. The wide sleeves flare sharply. The hand that flew with the waist was as flexible as a whip.

Boom!

Power spreads in all directions.

Neither of them is pushed out. A shimmering light shifted from the shoulder to the side of the godless.

Phew!

The exploded force became hundreds of bundles of strength and struck the quadriplegic.

The tetrarch raises his left hand, not swinging. I tore up the atmosphere.

It bounces around like a mirage and explodes. Lightning strikes and disappears.

The workshop for a few seconds was like a greeting to an acquaintance I met in a few hundred years. This alone would have disappointed each other if they had known each other's level and who stood in front of them.

Atheism was not disappointed, nor was the tetrarch disappointed.

No, not yet. The primitive glare flashes. The essence of the unused Heimlich fills his whole body.

I lost my whole body. The ball spread through him is faster than anything else in the world.

It became the concept of fast. If the godless ran through the space, the new tetrarchist pierced the space.

Even though the distance had narrowed so quickly, he was not overwhelmed. He truly intended to kill the tetrarch here.

If we cannot join forces together, the existence of tetrarchism is nothing more than a great hindrance to superstition. As the godless couple faces forward, a great wave of power swept over the tetrarch.

“Hot.”

What the tetrarch spit out was a short smile.

- Cough!

His brain sounds as he clenches his fist. When I lifted my fist, my brain flashed.

When I shot my fist, I shattered everything. The black lightning bolt engraved his existence deep and wide into the world.

Tension of the godless has lost its form. The godless eyebrows frown. He retreated without panic and prepared his next move.

The workshop that the two workshops held at once seemed to split into hundreds of pieces, but neither atheist nor tetrarch were chased for that short time.

Rather, the flow of time seemed to bother them in pursuit of their movements.

The young in the hands of the moving godless was the power of genius.

Take your hands high and down.

Shhhhh!

The whole earth settles. Forces the submission of everything that roars above.

The new priesthood does not wiggle. When Atheism pressed space, he had already leapt space.

The Storm Trust of the Heights of Heilang is faster than anything else in the world.

If the interference with space is the heart of transcendence, how to deepen him is the height of transcendence.

Even such areas had passed long ago by atheists and tetrarchs.

- Kieing!

The space around the atheist is wobbling. The master master master of samuraism, who caught the back of the godless with the belief of the tempest, destroyed the body of the godless.

In the puffy, fried blood and fragments of organs, the tetrarch noticed that this was a lie.

“Still enjoying the deception? ”

The tetrarch smiled and said. Magic is especially enjoyed by atheists who are afraid of being shameless.

You shouldn't make fun of me just because I have a hallucination. Once you fully interfere with space, that becomes a distorted reality and not a hallucination.

The fallen corpse of the godless vanishes. The tetrarch raises his arms. A little light wraps around his palm.

He looked at the distance between Lee Sung-min and the wagon. I was tuning it so that there was no force to disperse, but I was careful not to let my disciple die in the blinded attack.

The light that was on the palm of the master's hand gradually swells. Lee sensed what was going to happen and rushed to catch the wagon.

He grabs the wagon with both hands and leaps away from the tetrarch. The tetrarch smiled as he watched the behavior of that heterosexual.

“At least you noticed. ”

The tetrarch muttered and covered the light with both hands.

* Cough *... Cough!

The swollen light leaves the prudential hand. The room buzzes, and the godless body pops out. He spreads his hands in annoyance and tries to block the sphere of light.

It's too late. The light has burst. Light that spread to all sides became countless lightning strikes.

A myriad of lightning strikes the target again. The only goal of the lightning bolt was to be invincible.

Atheist grips his teeth, reaching out his hands and grabbing the space. The whole thing twists to create spatial distortion.

to turn the flow of lightning into a force.

Kwaaah!

A lightning bolt with a different direction falls on the ground. Lightning that has dug deep into the ground rises up again.

Atheism chose something different than confronting it.

Get it!

The godless body flew. The lightning rod no longer pursues the godless.

A piece of dark color was engraved from earth to the ends of the sky. The tetrarch glanced at the unrealistic phenomenon he created and saw the incoming superstition.

The wavering hands of the godless were magic, not magic. The contours of your arms are blurred and split in two. And then we continue to reflect.

Originally, it is a magic technique that "recognizes" the arm in pairs and spreads out different laws to hide the fleshling in the reef.

Not for the superstitious. A hallucination with hundreds of pairs of arms turns into hundreds of pairs of arms if the superstitious unfolds. The space where the two fought became the fragrance of thousands of superstitious laws.

I didn't have to go blind.

An overwhelming quantity of aggression presses the private stockbroker. The tetrarch lowers his posture and raises his hands.

Sound can't keep up with movement. The silent attack and the attack clash.

Compared to the hundreds of laws of godlessness, the privatism movement was simple. That was enough.

His speed responded without delay to hundreds of simultaneous laws. It was ridiculous. It's an attack that literally unfolds simultaneously, with very little time difference.

How do you respond completely to thousands of such attacks with both arms?

A little late.

Or ‘a little’ fast.

Reach out before the law even begins. Kwon, Chang, Jo, Jo... … means nothing.

Disconnect the movements in any way before the beginning of the law.

Starting with him, we divide and divide time and motion, and continue to divide and divide.

He ridicules me for a long time until my fist is finished with the law of power. The astonishing speed was admired even by the godlessness.

Taking a few steps back, the tetrarch thwarted all the laws of godlessness.

All rights reserved were salchos, not shrubs. It was an attack with enough power to destroy and crush the Self-Powering Force.

There was not even a hint of fatigue for a private stockman who was easily overcome by thousands of such violence.

“More fun than a groupie. ”

The tetrarch smiled as he gave such an assessment.

Compared to a groupie, it was an insult to the godless.

“…… Phew. ”

Atheism held her hands together in front of her chest as she breathed.

Kuoooo!

The massive internal air beneath your feet swallows you whole.

Tsk.

The image of godlessness disappeared once again.

The tetrarch twists his torso with a flawed sense of coming.

Kwaaah!

An invisible force flew over the privatist's body.

Kwaaah!

The spot that passed by was stolen and split. A seemingly supernatural creature twists its waist and swings its right hand.

Shhh!

The world splits in two with a eerie sound. The tetrarch glances at the catastrophic debris that has been touched by strength.

“That said, ”

The tetrarch opened his mouth.

“You didn't ask me what happened in the Heuschen Mountains. ”

Atheism did not answer. The strength that was swallowing his body swells even more.

Hug, Pong.

A sphere of fist-like strength rises from the godless body.

One becomes two and two becomes four. A multitude of powerful orbs with the same power hover around the godless.

It became a myriad of forces that followed the godless.

“Aren't you going to tell me? ”

“Can I ask you a question? ”

The superstitious asked. He smiled at the tetrarch instead of answering. With that smile, the godless giggles.

“Don't take it easy. ”

Throw your hands in front of you as you spit out your words.

Qarrr!

Thousands of spheres were shot at the tetrarch. The tetrarch stirs his head and mutters.

“I can't afford it. ”

Power. Not to mention power.

Punishment.

The tetrarch lifted his toes and lightly jumped. He ran forward without avoiding.

Parker!

When the black current wrapped around the sandalist's body, he became a bolt of lightning. Turns and shoots at an immobile angle.

The curling sphere floats and explodes.

An explosion consumes the power next to it and creates hundreds of explosions.

All the explosions were controlled by atheists. He reaches out and grabs his hand to keep the power from leaking out, then he goes after the tetrarch as it is. Even such techniques are ridiculous.

- Parker!

A blast of lightning envelops the area. The power of the godless is caught by lightning, causing it to lose its light.

“On second thought, Not today.”

“What do you mean……. ”

It was before the question of godlessness was finished. Atheist quickly raises her arms.

The monopoly of liberalism pushed the body of the godless back. It was not a heavy blow, but its speed was enough to surprise the superstitious.

“Aromatic.”

The tetrarch mutters. I don't want to say either is better.

The depth of transcendence is too wide for application. Interfering with space means interfering with the most fundamental laws that make up this world, and the moment it becomes possible with the human body, the human being becomes not human.

That is why transcendence is called "transcendence."

It's not perfect. It's like you just learned to walk.

That's where we choose directionality. What direction will this heart gain go? In the case of atheism, the focus was on ventriloquism.

That is why the tetrarch cannot use the same technique as the pagan. Distorting the space, turning the movement that needs to remain a herb in the hallucination into flesh. Even if you can be an atheist, you cannot be a tetrarch. He didn't choose that direction.

“You can't chase me. ”

The tetrarch smiles and confesses.

Sincerely, without a lie.