Possessing Nothing

I heard a distant sound. A whole new world was approaching Hematoma.

The hematoma does not dare to grasp the enormous power writhing within it. He was ready to receive it quietly.

must not be avoided.

It's hard to avoid it now. Rather, that situation made me feel captivated as a hematologist.

If there's no way to back off, you can stand up and walk through it. The hematoma smiles quietly, knowing that there is no place to stand back.

The drama of the polar-operated parakeet envelops the blood horse's body. The blood horse's footsteps, which was going slowly, took a big picture of the sky.

The wobbly space created a crack around the hematoma. If the group of transient heterosexuals were pleasant and plagued, the hematoma was only defeated.

The violent force that breaks through everything that stands in his way permeates the bloodstream's body.

Brain luck explodes, opening the gates. The power that obliterated Volander, Lord Desknight, was more smooth than before.

The crown that holds the opening became a light that opened the world.

Look closely.

The hematoma opened its eyes. She's not here, but she sees everything through the bloodstained's eyes. What kind of face is she making? I was a little curious about that.

Kwaaah!

Six arms extend toward the opening wall. The lightning strikes. Two strong arms vanish without a trace.

The self-destruct shakes. It appears to have internal injuries from a broken stomach. The hematoma pushes his foot forward, regardless.

I shouldn't have been pushed back. Forward, forward. The hematoma mutters it in his mind and pushes out his arm again.

His whole body trembled. All the strong arms are gone. However, the hematoma did not retreat.

Instead, he pushed his foot forward.

Unemployed, unemployed.

A mass of light reaches into the blood horse's hands. I couldn't feel my skin. It was ominous that there was no pain.

The blood was hot as if lava had flowed in. The blood horse twitches its mouth and smiles.

The hematoma's arm muscles were greatly inflated.

Ta-da!

He bends his senseless fingers and grabs the light.

“Ahhhh!”

The hematoma shouts. Lightning struck Hematoma's self-defense.

The bloodshed's mouth was filled with blood.

Shitty!

The light of the opening wall begins to tear. The hematoma tears the light open with his bare hands.

[Oh my God.]

I even admired the god of such a blood horse. Lee Sung-min was more frightened than amazed.

The group of open walls was the tallest group of Heights that Lee understood.

It was still hard to compare with what the tetrarch himself used, but he destroyed Volander like an immortal...

The hematoma was tearing with his bare hands, not holding back. Lee Sung-min empowered the pushing spear even more. The blood horse's body trembles more, but is not pushed back.

Kwaaah!

Eventually, the veil was torn completely by the hematoma's hand.

“Glug!”

Blood spurted from the blood horse's mouth. Even if it's not night, killing a vampire is not that easy.

The hemorrhagic arms and internal wounds of the hematoma rapidly regenerated as they were torn through the opening wall. The hematoma ran towards Lee, swallowing the stilled blood in his mouth.

‘The opening wall……. ’

It's torn.

Lee Sung-min waved his spear, fixing his face. The matchmaker occupies the space. The hematoma no longer tried to avoid it.

He believed in the strength of the self-defensive force and waved his arms. A bundle of strength is torn in vain. When Hematoma's hands made a duel, Lee Sung-min's feet stepped on the air.

Immortal transplant, monogamous brain matter. The body hit by the hematoma turned into a brain accident, and a burst of lightning struck the hematoma.

The hematoma's self-defense was too rigid. Vampire bodies regenerate even deadly wounds in an instant.

What are we gonna do?

Lee Sung-min grabbed the back of the hematoma while thinking about it. Shoots a spear at the spinning Hematoma.

The spear disappears from the bloodstream's vision, and the tip of the spear rises from below and aims at the bloodstream's head.

He quickly tilts his head and torso back and avoids the attack. The trajectory of the photovoltaic backfire launcher will be twisted.

It was the same for rational people to have a body other than a human body. The joint twisted at an angle that should not be moved, and made a variable in the window movement.

The blood horse's eyes move rapidly. He waves his hands to identify the coming lanes.

Blah!

It crashed once, and then it rang out in a row. In the meantime, the fights below have already been settled.

The Black Dragon Cove looks up at the pile, leaving the stunned unattended unattended.

Jana grimaces her eyebrows beside the Black Dragon Strait. I wanted to work together, but Lee Sung-min's request to stop Yana from moving.

[What are you gonna do?]

Heju bites. Blood horse's hands shy and come in. I yanked out my hand to twist the collar and broke the spear.

Baaaak!

The head of the bleeding horse hit by Changjun is flipped back. The blood horse's head is not shattered.

[It's hard to catch this guy without a job so far. You may seem a little dominant to this old man... but you don't have enough decision-making power to finish the fight. Or are you just gonna keep fighting like this? And then at night, you're disadvantaged.]

I knew that too. He was overwhelming the hematoma in the internal air and strength, but he was technically less than the hematoma in the battle with the Spear King.

It was possible to push the spearhead with overwhelming firepower. It's because Chang Wang was human.

But the hematoma is a vampire, not a human. A dizzy wound regenerates quickly.

[Don't let it vanish at once. We need to inflict injuries that we can't fight anymore. Then you have to interrogate them and eat them. What are you gonna do?]

The desire in my heart was shaken. that I had never had the opportunity to use, or, to be precise, I didn't have the confidence to use.

Nine herbivores composed of nine herbivores.

Two-second lightning strike. Three-second photocopy. Quadruple homicide. Five Seconds Sunrise Island. Six Seconds Gongdo. Eight-second ring system.

Nine of them. Lee has never used the Nine Heavenly Palace candle in real life.

I've used it before in Denire's psychic world, but never in real life.

I had no choice. It was hard to use the nine-thousandth pole as an incomplete body at the time.

Moreover, the last herb, like the phantom system, became a completely different herb through the hands of the tetrarch.

That made it harder to use. But now, as a monster, we can use it as long as we get the complete body and the body doesn't explode.

I want to try.

My desire was exhausted.I felt the fingertips of Lee Sung-min tremble. Can I use it now?

When I repaired and delivered the nine-thousand spear, the tetrarch advised me. I was too greedy. I've got a group that doesn't fit your level, so if you don't use it properly, you could end up with a coin mouth.

Coin mouth is always a burden to hug when opening a ball. No matter how high you are, you should never underestimate the coin mouth.

Rather, when at high altitudes, watch out for coin horses. Falling from higher places is more dangerous than falling from lower places.

The best swordsman in the sect and the best in the sect couldn't leave Wudang Mountain because of the coin mouth.

‘Now what. ’

Lee Sung-min decided. Now was a good opportunity. If you are afraid of what has not happened yet, you can do nothing.

I had to, I had to. Hematomas are not the last to be defeated by Seongmin. How strong is she? Where's Jamie?

What about the end?

An unpublished drama.

Everything I've learned about being a free man so far.

All of it.

Everything a private shareholder has given greed to.

The spear trembles. Until now, a different force has flowed into the window.

Hang in there.

Lee Sung-min muttered in a small voice. He spoke to himself and to the spear he was holding.

My heart sank.

My desire to be impulsive in my heart cools down a little while ago. should not be shaken.

Public order is fundamental to peacefulness. When the aggression stops, Hegema looks suspicious. The hematoma did not stop.

In order to see everything of Lee Sung-min, he had to show everything from himself. But if Seong-min dies....

If that were the case, today wouldn't be the day to die. The hematologist himself will be a little disappointed, but Jennifer will be pleased. Or... maybe I'll be a little happy that my stepson isn't dead.

The light that covered the hematoma's body swelled greatly. The drama of the Slasher unfolds. As he extends his arms, the space is red around him.

Asura's figure rises behind the hematoma's back. The shivering spirit of the Tripod Cost looked down with an eye filled with hell.

The blood horse's hands move. Each time, six arms moved together and three heads laughed.

The Assyrian Emperor of Tsurathon Wu has begun.

I felt the weight of the spear in my hand. It's been a long time since I felt the weight of the spear. Each muscle fiber twitches as if breathing.

I feel the internal air and strength flowing through the blood. My senses were wide open. The aura of death drenched the space.

The spear in your hand is heavy.

In fact, it would have always been heavy. I just haven't felt it so easily so far. It was a weapon that killed people, and it was a spear as big as a height.

An armor that was made to wield too much strength, but could not wield it.

It was hard to remember the first time I held a spear. It was not that I was talented at spears in the first place.

I wasn't used to weapons. I just grabbed the spear somehow. He was a coward who feared death in his past life and was not used to fighting.

However, in order to live in this world, I had to hold a weapon. I was never used to shooting a bow or anything, and I wasn't able to hit it from a distance, but when I thought about not hitting it or when the arrow fell, I was afraid and couldn't do it.

At least the spear looked fine. It was long, so I thought I could stab it from afar.

It was because of W. Hoenn's teachings that I fully understood the weapon of Chang.

Lan, I, and I learned the basics from the beginning, and received the Nine Heavenly Moon Theatre. After that, it was almost practical and self-taught.

Mount Mesh, Denire's trials, and many other fights. And a private stockholder.

The memory of the first time I grabbed the spear. All the experiences that have been performed and fought so far. The spear is still heavy.

It had to be heavy. This was the last misconception of the mindless, untrained, ill-mannered, brilliant Wijiho-yeon of the world where Wijiho-yeon lived, and the golden emperor, Myanmar Yang Seilchun, greedy for his own good.

The spear is heavy.

Chang was himself. New Year's Day has come. I've never done it before, but the moment I recognized the weight of the window, Chang became a rational person and Lee became a window.

From there, a spear appeared in the sleep of a calmly sunken mind. Death to the Assyrian Emperor is upon us. He gazed at the blood horse dancing with the beast of the third grade.

He was a brilliant unmanned man. Perhaps, if the limits of growth were not clearly established in this world…… it would have been as strong as the tetrarch.

I had to defeat such a blood horse.

This place used to be a private institution.

This was the place where Mahjong Yangcheon ruled. Lee felt the weight of the mask on his face.

“…… blameless. ”

I stabbed him once.

The stabbing had all the heart. Rapid concussion, scattered mines, soaring mines, thunderstorms, flashing lightning, exploding mines, smashing strikes, flowing thunderstorms, resounding walls and thunderstorms, crossing mines, the backers that surround him, even more mines, and opening walls that open up the world.

The drama reached the end of the open world with open walls.