Top of Gold
Queeing -
The flute is low and deep.
He was crying like an animal, surrounding the town in silence. It felt like a messenger's tune. As I learned to play dumb, I thought this flute was a type of alcoholic flute.
I focused my mind on finding the source of this low frequency. No matter how low and deep the sound was, there was always an unusual source. I track the direction in which the sound grows stronger, and at the same time, I look up at the passersby on the roof. It's because the closer I got to the source, the more people were suffering.
'This way.'
Pa!
While running between the roofs, at least six chapters seemed to leap at a time. It was a good workup even though it was flying. Ordinary Muslims would soon be exhausted and collapse if they performed this kind of rigorous technique, but I had an airplane that was safe, even though it was infinite. You can keep running at this rate for a few hours. Moreover, I had considerable confidence in the new law because I received precise management and guidance from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Blue Dragon.
However, my mind was complicated apart from such a new law.
It was because of the powerful power of flute sound.
Is this range and destructiveness possible in a single technique? This is a force beyond the law! '
It seems like a universal tool that seems convenient, but not at all. Even a telescoping, which is the master of the bag of breath, can only use basic techniques such as transformation or black language. It was not possible to practice the Wind Wind Wind Wind Wind 21914 as a free material even if they had the ability to do so, and it was only after considerable effort and effort that they were able to obtain power.
In this way, spraying a powerful large-scale cerebral wavelength on a distance of tens of leagues () was clearly against common sense of the art. Because my internal air is so strong, I can lightly invalidate this brainwavelength. In fact, no ordinary person with internal air fewer than 3 years will lose consciousness and become infected with low frequency. I've never heard of such a powerful technique as the Flute alone.
What the hell is a high magician?
I was soon able to reach the source of the alcoholic beverage. The origin was right in the middle of the village, but as soon as I stepped down, I opened my eyes.
"......!!"
Hell!
Phuket
Humans around the Flute Goblin had their throats ripped out and their blood vessels burst, or they were suddenly picking at each other with axes. Or he fell mad and laughed, or for no good reason, he was raping her. Some people are preparing to be clothed as if they are trying to boast about the long term. There was also a cannibal who was tasting the corpse of a child.
Bloody streets.
It's almost as cruel as it gets! Rather, there was a flock of people who were delighted as if they didn't feel pain at all. Elsewhere, it was just a state of insanity and collapse, but the center of it is full of terrifying effects.
"Ugh."
I felt faint for a moment. I was only on guard for a moment, but a low frequency pierced my resistance and gave me headaches. I realized that standing here for a long time produces a ridiculous wavelength.
'Hmph, good. I'll cook you slowly.'
I slipped on my feet without coming off the roof. The Grand Shaman Flute Guy continues to play the flute, whether he noticed it or didn't. I put a cold smile on my mouth and filled two pieces of air on the roof.
Cubbuck
"......!!"
One hit the Flute Goose's shoulder, and the other hit his thigh. The Flute Guy stumbled and knelt on his knees as he met the temple. I didn't let go of the flute, but I was able to pause the frenzy.
Immediately, the frenzy that was hovering around disappeared like a wash. The people who were brainwashed in frenzy were returning to their original ways and were astonished by the horrors they had committed.
"Ahhhh!"
"Shhhhh!!"
Terrible acts were committed by their hands that human ethics could not comprehend, and the inhabitants who experienced them had already been corrupted. The banquet of frenzy consumed man's life. I couldn't afford to take care of them, so I hurried down to the Flute Keeper.
He was the same. I couldn't confirm my gender because I was wearing a ragged brown robe covering my whole body, and I held a black flute in one hand. I approached him on my knees and said,
"What's your name?"
He was silent. I was furious with his face covered in yellow clothes, and I was startled.
"Huff..."
This wasn't so ugly.
A real monster!
The head was thick but vascular, and the narrow eye was full of white pebbles without a pupil. Not only did they not have ears. Moreover, where there should be a nose and mouth, an unknown tentacle came out and moved as if it were alive, and the mouth of an oval that eats food inside the tentacle was crouching. I looked closely at his hands, and there was a strange veil between my fingers, like the hands of a frog.
It was really hard to call this a human being. This can only be seen as a groin of the shape. It was not because Ryu Cheon was so bored that he called it a monster.
But that's it, and this is it.
I immediately took the Black Flute from my right hand. He looked at me, rolling his white eyes, not saying a word, even though the Flute was stolen. I assaulted him just in case.
Puff! Puff! Puck!
Fists, fists, fists, and kicks were mixed without technique. He squirmed and staggered as he lightly entered the air and hit ten rooms. I thought, watching him pass out, even though he's beaten half to death as a layman.
'This guy has excellent durability. I haven't mastered artillery separately, but my innate body is this strong?'
It was as good a body as an outsider who had learned to control it.
Anyway, it's not a good idea to stall here too long. I wasn't sure if clotting would work on this guy, so I kicked the last one hard enough to make a man throw up his intestines.
Meow!
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Then he sighed in agony. Even that sounded creepy because it could not be spoken by the human vocal chords. This one in front of me is a human being, but never a human being. When he coughs up blue blood from his mouth, he catches his neck and flies away.
Wedge
'What should I do? You've done it.'
I smiled bitterly as I flew away. I was going to wait until I saw this guy do a cynomolgus spell, but I couldn't because I remembered a girl I met in the woods a few days ago. The more innocent human sacrifices there are and the greater the devastation in the center of the town, the more the whole body blood flows upside down.
Somewhat early but not able to do First, I have to hide my body and get as much information from this guy as I can. Afterwards, you will have to choose whether to assassinate the gold medalists or raid them.
I ran out of town for a while and went to the Northwest Cliff. I made only two or three trips over the cliff while grabbing the Flute Goblin's neck. And as I went down the road, I looked for a remote mountain and found a natural cave. This much distance is already 20 leagues, so even gold can't chase them for a short time.
Boom.
I castrated him to the bottom of the cave. Even though this was a normal human being bounced off two or three times and was thrown aside hard enough to die instantly, he shook his tentacles and vomited blue blood, but there appeared to be no major trauma. His kind is naturally strong.
I said, waving the black flute.
"Is this your mantra? Apparently you can't do anything without the Flute. He's never been trained to do anything without a job."
[& @ * # %...]
His white eyes widen slightly in fury. I feel like he understands me somehow, but I'm annoyed that I can't understand him. So, while I was angry, I kicked again.
Grrr!
[* (! (# * % (@ # *....!!]
"What? You monster, talk to people."
Grrr!
[......!!]
I felt good to see him rolling around the cave floor in agony. The number of humans this guy has killed will be more than 10,000 units, but this is nothing compared to their suffering. If I had the time, I would face him slowly, but I looked down at him because I didn't.
I wonder how many assaults he's committed.
Suddenly, he shakes his hand with the palm of his meninged hand. Then suddenly, I heard a strange man's words in my head.
[Stop it. This will only lead to your destruction.]
Is it a vocal cord?
But I didn't think so. I know the vocabulary now through my practice at the Blue Dragon Palace, but this was a completely different ability than the vocal chords.
A consonant is an internal aerial technique that whispers its will into the wind and makes it resonate in the ear. But what he did now was nothing more than the legendary euphemism. Beyond language, it was impossible to make the will itself realise in my mind.
I was dishonest and smiling.
"Is this another one of your tricks? What the hell are you doing summoning a shaman and a human artifact?"
[......]
"If you can talk to people. I just want to beat you to death with a single blow."
As I clench my fist, he limps back and forth to see if he's scared. He quickly told me whether he thought he would die if he was more right.
[Wait. Humans. Would you let me go if I told you?]
"I'll listen and let you go. You still look useful."
Of course it's a lie. I was going to disassemble this guy and tear him to pieces if I ever heard anything. But it's only by leaving hope for life that this goon will vomit information out. The thief couldn't recognize my heart, so he planted it slowly (Heart Speech).
I signed a contract. Instead of sacrificing to God, I help you. I am proceeding with the plan as you requested and now I have two more attempts to terminate the contract. Why are you torturing me if you must be the emperor's servant?]
He seemed unfair. You feel a tone of silence that you didn't even think gold would betray you.
It seemed like there was something big going on. Moreover, it seemed to have considerable intelligence, unlike a monstrous appearance. That looked pretty smart, too. I asked again to obtain information in the midst of confusion.
"What's that?"
[That's...]
Cough!
Cough!
Suddenly, he vomits blue blood and can't speak any more. It was like my health had reached its limit. I had a hunch that I was almost dead, so I was beaten up too much. I now thought about whether there was any more information to draw, and came up with a very clear and good question.
"Oh, yeah! '
I took out the parakeet secretary I was always carrying around in my arms. And then I showed him the first chapter.
"Here we go! Can you interpret this geese?"
According to Manganese, the goat of a parakeet is almost the same language as the goat of a parakeet. If it is true that this monster in front of us interpreted the book of Anonymous Sacrifice, we can certainly interpret the book of Anonyms as well. The monster looks at the Thousand Armor Secretary and sees the letters. Suddenly, the tentacles feel sad and stop.
[......]
"Why? Can't you interpret this?"
[This... this... how can a human being...?]
He seemed very surprised. A man who has been kidnapped by me and dragged to the cave so far, who was barely embarrassed, is clearly shaking. It was only when the tentacles of the mouth stopped moving and the whole body trembled like a aspen.
"Shut up and answer. What's this about?"
[Did... you become the owner of the item?]
"Just answer me. What is the meaning of this Chronic Secretary?"
[Hahaha... Hahaha... Oh my... I never thought there'd be a trap like this... I...]
Suddenly, he sobs like a cry. Then the body slowly starts to flush with ominous light. I stepped back with a parakeet's secretary, and the man vomited blue blood from his mouth and cried out.
Sacrifice! My condolences on your nightmare!]
"......?!"
Glug-ug-ub
It was at that moment. Suddenly, I could feel the earth shaking like it was falling apart. Not only this cave, but everything from the mountains to the sky was shaking. At the same time, I could feel the terrible energy pouring out from beyond the sky.
Kugu Palace
It's not unusual. It looks like something big is about to happen.
I shouted, grabbing his collar.
"Son of a bitch! What the hell did you do?"
[Heheh... Nothing... You don't know what happens when your consciousness is interrupted...]
"Excuse me?"
[I've been summoning them to feed... and they've all been summoned... and they've lost their purpose... Now they'll find a living sacrifice and ravage heaven and earth... Destruction.]]
Boom, boom!
About thirty chapters away, a single hill disappears with a gigantic boom. I saw a giant rising from the hills and swallowed my breath.
"Magic..."
It was a magic I had seen before. The only difference is, at that time, it was about three body sizes, but now it's even bigger, so it was 10. It was not strange to even eat the mountain while staggering. Like a lump of meat, it was like a nightmare, spreading hundreds of eyes and tentacles.
Guaguava
That wasn't the end. Magic started popping out of the ground everywhere. There have been dozens of those supermassive things, and they've come here to receive humanity.
The weirdo smiles.
[Farewell... You and I are dead now...]
"That's funny. You think I'm scared of these assholes right now?"
In a head-to-head match, I was confident of running away with a quick prank. Just because they're looking for food means I'm not their only target. I saw an opportunity in the cave and tried to leave, but at that moment, I felt a great rush of life everywhere.
"......?!"
The gaze of the devil that was scattered all over heaven and earth was on me.
It was clear that they were only after me.
What the hell is going on?
You hear the creature on the back giggling as if it were a ruin.
[They must know very well who disturbed the ritual...]
Kuku ku ku!!
I can see the horses swarming this way at an incredible rate.
I wanted to avoid it, but I couldn't figure out where to avoid it. It's because I'm not sure if I can avoid a straight line attack, even if I'm the fastest on my own, but I've been flying with dozens of supermassive creatures.
"Aah! Aah! Rrrrgh!!"
I screamed and exerted all my strength to die. I roamed the ground as if I were flying through the ground. Thanks to this, I was able to avoid the thrust of the first demon, and I was able to climb down from the cavern to the ground.
"Ugh…!!"
The wall of darkness flashed before my eyes for a moment.
Dozens of magical objects run in succession.
Kukwakwabang
The next moment another demon's torso crushed my body and passed me by.
I felt everything turn white with the pain of tearing.
That was my fifth death.