peritoneal warfare

Bam!

"Khh... huff!!"

I woke up from a dream because my whole body was sweating. No, I thought I woke up from a dream, but it was a horrible vivid memory. I felt again in the body of a child in a barn, and I had to feel it.

The sixth life began.

"......"

I felt like I was out of luck rather than feeling like I was going to collapse or go crazy. Looking for a little life, I became golden, and that was the beginning and culmination of the conspiracy. I struggled with my conscience to try to prevent the tragedy, but the conclusion will only become a previous life.

'Damn, I feel like shit.'

I frowned and put my hands on the snow. Fortunately, my mental strength was fine because of the pain, but I also felt not so good about dying. I listened to the sound of the weevils in the stall for a long time and statically healed my mind.

In the midst of all the confusion in my head, I think I need to learn [how to stop the pain]. Until now, I have been fortunately defeated, but I am not confident that if I am killed horribly, I will stay sane. I need to learn to take the pain away so I can endure the torture or the trance.

And when I had cleared my mind, I began to think calmly.

What should I do this time?

And how should we live?

"... we have to stop humanity."

I had no choice but to capture the purpose of this life. It would be nice to live the life of a great pioneer by improving his whole life, but I can't do that. In the end, no matter what you do, you will face the ugly plans of gold. Moreover, pretending not to kill tens of thousands of people is unacceptable.

Fortunately, I was able to stop the attempt somehow. I quickly came up with a plan in my head. Perhaps from now on, you can stop the shaman and the golden stature and earn an unexpected income.

The problem was elsewhere.

Are you really prepared to turn gold and imperial excess against me?

If I interrupt them with my child's body, they may struggle right now, but in the end, I will find out who I am and what I am. After that, he was more likely to continue to fight the gold medal. Normally, it is difficult to live a Muslim life and enjoy wealth and honor.

But I got caught up in the thought of the words of the dead. Pretending not to be able to see because it wouldn't hurt me right now was the work of raising anger. In the beginning, there were only three horses, and after five years of eating enough to sacrifice, they grew to be 10 and tens of them. As time goes on, magic grows, making it impossible for an individual to kill.

'Well, if you can't, you can run to...'

In my fifth life, I didn't roughly play.

I have gathered all the information I can gather.

The existence of other life alternatives was also an easy factor in my choice. I was prepared to make a move after I had hardened my mind. I walked slowly out of the stall, and I thought the stars in the night sky were really brilliant.

I looked at the chief's house. And I thought about how much I hate them right now.

I have extensive experience in the chief's house. Maybe we can hit them again in bulk. However, the concentration of my hatred was much lessened because I thought I had already avenged myself once. Now I just thought I hated the neighborhood. I didn't hate the chief enough to kill him again and again.

'Let's leave it at that. But...

The plan seemed to require considerable military funding. So I smiled and drove to the chief's Mainlander ( ) as if I were operating a Brainpost (― ― ― 63817; . I quickly climbed to the rooftop of the chief's house after using the Necromancy of the Peak.

I slid down like a snake and opened the inner door. Although it was a private room for the chief, Qi could be used to open itself from the inside. When I opened the door, I noticed the chief's secret space that I had seen in my past life.

I put my hands together for a while. Then the secret passage began to open slowly.

Kuku...

"There is."

I was able to reach a vault full of silver ingots. In my previous life, one mystery was worth a lot of money, and this was enough to buy a big house in Fall Yang city. I was going to use this money to implement my future plans.

Of course, tomorrow morning, the chief will have to run around in a fire hydrant to find the stolen safe. You'll find out it's me, but what do you think? You have no idea that I have the ultimate craftsmanship in the midst of the underworld, so you would hire mediocre solvers to track me down. Of course, I can't help but notice that I'm in the middle of something. I didn't think I'd have to pay for the loan by hiring something like Madopal Moon.

'It's worth going one-on-one for now, even if it's a slaughterhouse promotion.'

No, it's still worth a try. Now I can also use a sword Qi, so I won't be pushed in front of him. Moreover, in the midair, I am overwhelmed, so I have a high chance of winning.

Confidence in power.

It seemed to increase the range of my actions.

Above all, I have already decided to open myself up to the Imperial Court and the Golden Throne. You can't be afraid of the grudges of a chief now, can you? I was somewhat satisfied and laughed in relief.

Pa 'at

I left the chief and headed straight for the cave with the crown jeweler. It took much less time than the last time, whether it was because the new law had gone up. I literally flew ashore and into the cave.

Then, without hesitation, you pick up the silver vault and block the Thousand Armored Secretary's arrow trap.

Ka 'ang!

"Haha, did you stop it too gracefully?"

I laughed as the arrow bounced off the vault. The vault was sturdy enough not to be broken or bent in shape even though it was hit by an arrow. I immediately opened the chest and retrieved the Thousand Armor Secretary again.

The moment I put the Hermit Crane in my arms, I remembered the last thing the Flute Goblin said.

[I never thought there'd be such a trap... I'm... a sacrifice!] My condolences on your nightmare!]

Why would he say that to a paramedic?

The second time I asked him if he could interpret it, he was desperately desperate as soon as he saw the paralegal as it was not the source of all evil. In fact, it would be normal for things to be more desperate just before I take him to the cave and kill him. Until then, he calmed down and destroyed his mental strength as soon as I checked on him. It was not a villainous attitude.

It's as if - the moment I found the Thousand Armored Secretary, my fate was sealed.

I said it's not a special spell or shaman book, but what does it mean?

I'm the one who got her first aid officer. Why would she react like that? Weird guy. '

I snorted inside.

What is more certain is that you will only find out if you try to capture the Flute Goblin again. If you hold on to his ambiguous words and torture them for a longer time, you'll know. Maybe we can use him to interpret the Thousand Arms Secretary without bothering to go to the Imperial Palace and get the Anonymous Sacrifice.

I captured the destination with sulfuric acid. Of course, stopping humanity is important, but we can't go without eating the Thousand Year Old Snow. It was a choice I could make if I ran all night on the ramp.

"Here comes the joyful sulfuric journey!"

Tadadada

I literally jumped over the mountain and started heading for sulfuric acid. Unlike so far, I hardly stopped and ran. There was a slight drop in stamina on the way, but that time was shortened when I pushed myself over the mountain. Eating wildlife was now as easy as being a professional hunter, so it was easy to get food.

Traditionally, sulfuric acid travel in less than a month was reduced to just six days by walking. I grabbed a mole and baked it and looked up at the top of the sulfuric acid. I feel the air of longing as I enter the sulfuric acid entrance.

"Is this the fourth time I've had elixir..."

I muttered and laughed in vain. I wondered if there were other people like me in the world. What kind of performance would a normal human have to perform to eat four thousand snowflakes? What is certain is that by the time I eat the thousand year old snowflakes, my internal air will reach an absolute level.

And it was when I tried to take the thousand-year-old snowflake, and I was heading to the Hundred Gospels. When I jumped over the rocky rocks at once and passed the six chapters, I heard a huge lioness.

"Stop!"

"Huh?

A swordsman with a yellow robe and hood was stopping me. I was running with tremendous awe, and I stopped to see what was going on, but the swordsman stared at me furiously. He appeared to be roughly 40-50 years old, and he was well groomed for rigorous training.

He cautiously told me with a nervous look.

"I am the Elder of the Sulfuric Acid Tribe, the Cold Celestial Sword." I want to know what brings you to the realm of the Sulfuric Acid. "

Elder of the Sulfuric Clan, Cold Cedar Sword Utensil!

I listened to his self-introduction and took a particular look at his appearance. This is certainly a memory long time ago, but I think I saw his face in the procession of the Finest Master when I stopped the Sulfuric Acid from spreading. In other words, the Cold Cedar Sword Workshop is also a symbol of the ultimate strength and power of the Sulfuric Acid Clan. His skill level was not as good as the Dragon Blade, a sulfuric acid leader, but he was a worthy martyr.

The reason such a cold weather sword is preparing to fight in front of me - it is probably because he mistaken me for a master of anticonvulsance. I thought I'd tell him the truth, but I thought it would be uncomfortable if I knew I was young. However, it is not uncommon to ignore and run away like this. If we want to outrun him, we'll have to hit 72 Sulfuric Acid wanders, because eating the elixir will be a nuisance.

"What? He didn't come out like this. Why...?"

I was absurd, but soon I realized why.

It's because I came too soon.

There are often times when the elders of the sulfate wave wander around where they are not from the realm of the sulfate wave. And by the time I walked to the sulfates, I wouldn't have gotten caught by the elders of the sulfates, but unfortunately it was just his time to wander around.

Anyway, I thought about it for a while and decided. And I sent him a message.

[Are you trying to cover my tracks?]

Then, the cold weather sword tool was flawed and surprised and replied.

"Not at all! How can you argue with me like that? Sulfuric Acid is the realm of the Sulfuric Acid, so I just want to know what the deceased came for."

It seemed to work completely. He seemed to believe I was an ironic dead man. I saw the cold-blooded sword about 15 pages away, and two disciples adjoining him. Maybe we went on patrol together. I thought it was roughly top-notch.

"Hmm, this is going to be annoying..."

I thought about it for a moment and sent the beep back.

[I was passing by for a sulfuric acid cruise. I heard that the views of the inner and outer sulphur rods are particularly good among the 72 sulphuric acid rods, and I intend to look around in turn. Don't mind if I stop by quietly.]

"Is that so?"

[Yes.]

In my answer, the cold weather sword tool was a way to exchange opinions with the disciples. Then he gave up his right to say,

"I want to do my best to help the deceased's cruise. Please visit the Sulfuric Acid Clan once and it will be an honor for me to live forever."

"......"

I thought I knew how relentless he was. The mysterious master is reluctant to wander around the sulfuric acid area, so I want to keep an eye on my behavior, whether as a guest or not. As an elder of the Sulfur Clan, it would be hard to tolerate uncertainty like me, but it was clear that I was using such reflexes because I was powerless.

But I had no intention or reason to go to the sulfates. What good is it to be involved with a sulfuric acid tribe when you need to save time? So I smiled and answered him.

[I'm sorry, but I'm not going with you. Don't interrupt me anymore.]

"Hmmm... wait!"

Wieing

The cold sword tool is already pulling the sword out of its sheath. He certainly seemed to be the best.

[Are you going to attack? If you have the courage, that's fine.]

"......"

You can see the sweat on the frozen blade's forehead. He seems to be considering risking his life against the mysterious Antichrysant. I wasn't confident in defeating the Cold Weather Sword easily, but I bragged a little.

[But making an enemy of me means you want to fight me with the Dragon Blade, right? I don't understand when the sulfuric acid was that big.]

"Y-you... who are you?"

He was astonished and frightened. It is because they are calling the famous Sulfur Clan leader as their neighbor. I was annoyed and laughed and lied because I didn't want to get involved with the sulfuric acid anymore as long as I stood here anyway.

[I am the White Witch of the Dead.]]

"......!!"

[Are you going to stand up to me?]

The Cold Cedar Sword Workshop was literally about to faint. After a brief whirring, he said in a spilling voice.

"No... just go... I'm sorry we disrespected the Magistrate."

"Teacher!"

"Stand down..."

After saying that, the cold sword tool does not look back and snaps and goes away.

'Puhahaha. It's hard for all of them to come, but I'm scared to go.'

I laughed because it tasted salty considering they were about to make a scene. It would only take a second or two to dig up the elixir anyway. Above all, I felt like I had a bad feeling about sulfuric acid, so I made fun of the elders of the sulfates and released them.

Oh, that's refreshing.

I'm lying so boldly because I've died so many times, I've also thought about what I'd like to do now. Humans are supposed to die someday, and all they want to do is live. My way of thinking was changing slightly during the time of death.

And I quickly went to the White Cliff while they were gone.

"Hello, Lunar New Year."

I smiled and greeted the thousand year old snowflake blooming in the cave, and ate the thousand year old snowflake again.

Kuoooo...

"Laugh..."

Unlike before, I felt a strange barrier build-up inside my body, unlike when it used to be easily absorbed. It was pressed down for a long time, then pressed down. At the same time, half of the trenches that had not been pierced until then were pierced at once.

I've realized that the power that rises in my body has become five halves stronger than it has ever been. After the weather breakfast, I thought that I should be the most proud of my manpower. Whenever I eat Thousand Years Old Lunar New Year, my strength does not accumulate to my stomach, but it is because all that energy is melting into my biceps, making my inner air almost infinite.

I muttered as I finished preparing.

"All right, let's go catch some snakes!"