peritoneal warfare
Hiding near the town with a network wasn't that hard.
Woong.
"I don't feel the enemy."
I broadened my Qi to detect enemies or powerful Qi. Thanks to the enormous internal air, it did not interfere with any increase in the range, and even for a short while, I could feel the small animals moving beyond eighty chapters. There was no ambush until at least a dozen miles from the village.
You can see the Memorial Stone, the entrance to the town, at this location. With his gaze fixed on the memorial stone, the mangroves were tearing at the gunpowder.
"You mean there's no ambush of gold or unmanned men."
He left a job distance from me, followed me slowly when I sent a call saying I was okay, and was now hiding in the grass.
"Yes. If a Muslim is enough to hide his prowess from my attention, it won't be hard to know." He would be standing on the summit of the Moorish. "
"Hmmm... coming all the way here means the operation has already begun or not."
He pondered for a moment.
"Why don't you explore around here a bit more just in case? I'll be preparing here."
"Are you sure you don't have a worker?"
"Don't worry. In that case, I have a spare change of body."
"Okay. I'll take a closer look at the 5th radius."
Shhh!
I quickly set foot through the grass and looked around the town with a permanent movement. It was not so unfamiliar because I had searched nearby with the Hyundai in the past. It's been many years, but when I wandered around, I remembered that time. It was especially nice to find the secret passageway well that I dug with the Hyundai people.
I walked around so fast, but nothing special happened to my senses or senses. I thought I was done with this and went back to the network. Mangosteen was there, measuring the amount of poison and distributing it in another jar.
"I'm concentrating. Just a moment."
The mangle gave it to me after a while. And he said,
"What do you think? Are you sure you haven't?"
"I don't think so now. Gold stature is always a close-knit alliance, but it's better to leave one secret node behind. We couldn't find a place like that around here. We didn't even have people."
"I'm sure you'd say that, Hundred. Suppose they haven't started planning yet."
"But what is this bottle of marmalade? Do you really need to divide the lost circulation?"
Mangosteen pointed to my gourd jar and said.
"Use it when you really need to conquer the town. I intend to use this for my own plan."
"What's the plan?"
"First, let's look at the trends in the village. After that, it won't be too late to talk."
I head for the secret passageway well at the back of town with a glimpse. I was trying to sneak in using a secret passageway rather than going through the town gate just in case. Seeing the secret passageway, he said curiously.
"Oh, man. The people who developed this look like they've accumulated a lot of money. The owner of the secret passageway is probably the town's largest landmark."
"You can't guarantee that, can you?"
"No. This town is quite far from the river, but it takes a lot of strength to build a secret passageway in a place like this. If you think about procuring secret stash or construction materials, you lose your spine. I'm sure of it."
"Hmm."
When I first snuck in, I didn't think much of it, but was that the secret passage of a powerful man? As I walked a little, I saw the exit ladder of the secret passageway, and I carefully climbed up the ladder and detected the sounds and movements outside through the listening channel.
Woong.
I was popular with the cold. You hear someone who has not mastered the art of skilllessness stirring and boiling something. At the same time, I felt the footsteps were too fragile. Given that this used to be a kitchen, it's probably a mansion servant. I stared at the prospect and said,
"I'm not a zealot. I think an ordinary servant is making dinner."
The network sighs of relief.
"I see. The town has not yet been overwhelmed by the gold standard."
"What are you going to do? Do you think it would be better if we took over and infiltrated the servant?"
The network shakes its head.
"No, it's probably a scrape booth. Let's go back and visit the village in front."
I went around the secret passageway, as the network said, and I used the inlet. It wasn't a perfect disguise, but at least I walked in front of the town earlier.
The villagers didn't seem to have any doubts, because it looked just like a traveler's outfit. The villagers were dressed as farmers or there were vendors everywhere ( ). You walk a little inward, and there's a bustling building and an angle.
"It's just a normal town. You said copper and bronze are produced around here, so the profits there are a bit prolific?"
The network looks around and makes an assessment.
'I've been running around this street, killing fanatics and infiltrating them.'
A little further in, the town square appeared, and a high angle appeared that I had been looking for an assassination opportunity with the Hyundai. I looked at it with a slightly remorseful eye, and at the same time I felt inconsistent with the fact that an evil deed was committed here that was so horrible and so vicious.
I saw young children running around laughing.
"Kahaha!"
"Hey, stop!!"
It seemed to be a game of hide-and-seek. Next to him, I saw a merchant behaving with his clothes as if he was shouting.
"Here, you deserve it! Cotton Clothes for sale!"
"Good basketball! This is your chance!"
Waggle Waggles
"......"
I was stunned by the noise in the middle of the town and stopped walking. I looked back at myself, feeling strange.
"Hundred thousand? What's the matter?"
"That guy over there."
Netting looked at the first floor of the guest glass that sells alcohol according to my gaze. There was a middle-aged woman scratching her belly as she grabbed a chicken leg from the kitchen. The network tilts its head.
"What's wrong with him?"
I spoke with a slightly trembling voice because I knew his face.
"Oh, no."
"Hmm, what? Freshman."
I couldn't tell you.
"......"
It was when I broke into this town with the Hyundai people. Something was eating human flesh in the back alley, kicked me in the gut with my foot and smashed the Cultist's head with a brainstorm to keep me from screaming.
That was the middle-aged woman who was ripping off her chicken legs.
It was a memory that was many years old, but I remember my face because the memory of that time was intense. At that time, I thought the Cultist was not a human being, so I blew my brains out pretty hard, and now I'm faced with it.
Suddenly, I felt overwhelmed. He is an ordinary person, no matter how much he looks at it, buried in the ordinary life of this town. He had to face such a miserable end because he had become the target of the golden medalist and shaman.
Swook
Then a woman next to me passed by. I drooled without even knowing it.
"Ah."
It was a face that was neither pretty nor ugly, but I clearly remember it. She was the woman who walked out on the altar as an offering during the human sacrifice. I almost had my heart ripped out of my shaman's knife with a blurry eye.
The wet smell flows through your nose.
The smell of blood passes by like a hallucination.
Ugh...
I felt like I was bleeding in the middle of the square. The scent of hallucinations disturbs my mind. The plaza where the bloody altar stood and the peacefully noisy plaza were overlapped in front of my eyes.
I have seen [the result] that everyone in this room glows with despair and misery they cannot bear, and then they all die. - If I don't stop it, it's bound to happen.
Why the hell not?
Why does everyone here have to die?
At that time, a desperate question came up from the center of my head. I also remembered the face of Ryu Cheon, who laughed and laughed that he would receive 20 gold coffins when carrying out the mission. No matter how much I think about it, the two landscapes don't work together.
Seeing the faces of those who would become victims in the future had a profound impact on me. I couldn't walk anymore, so I stumbled and sat under a tree. He approached me in a worried manner and sat down next to me.
"What's the matter? Did you use too much stamina back there?"
"That's... that's not it. Leave me alone for a moment."
"Hmm."
I sit with my arms clasped and head down, thinking. Thought I'd straightened up and cleared my mind before I got here, but the story was different when I came to the scene.
"Damn it..."
I've only just realized that what happened there shocked me more than I thought. So far, the grudge in my life has only been abused by the chief's family members and their evil siblings, and it was a mental shock that suddenly encountered horrific misfortune.
That's when the girl who was passing by spoke to me.
"Hey, why are you so gloomy?"
I raised my head. Apparently, she was a girl in her early teens, dressed as a normal palace. She looked quite pretty, so she seemed to be pretty in the future. I was surprised that she wasn't used to talking back to me, but now that I think about it, my appearance is no different from hers.
He said, jostling, as if something interesting had happened.
"This guy, he's got a headache all of a sudden! He's got a shitty look on his face."
I don't know what you're talking about because this Human wants to see me.
As I stared at his hopes, he turned his head away. I was not angry because I knew that the telescopes were originally a bunch of pranks. Then the girl who was gazing at my face casually in front of me handed me what was holding in her hand with a smile.
"Hey! Take this!"
"Huh?"
"Everything's better when you eat it, okay?"
Then he handed me a wooden skewer with chicken and walked away. She was eating something she sold on a stall downtown and then gave it to me. I laughed at the girl's back because I was stupid.
"Puhaha... yummy. Is it undercooked?"
"......"
"Meat. Meat."
I turn the joke of the dead into my ear and look down at the twig cock.
And he said,
"Telemetry."
"Huh? Are you awake now?"
I asked while slaughtering a chicken's tail.
"You might die if this plan fails, why did you follow me?"
"It's too late to ask that now. A little while ago."
Mangosteen laughed and said.
"I'm just doing what I'm told is right. If you die, you die. What's the point of living like that? I came here with you because I thought there would be nothing left to live for when I broke my heart and will."
He probably wouldn't blame me if I was tortured to death here. because he decided to come with him on his own.
"I see."
I thought I knew why I was unconsciously following my hopes. The telepathic way of thinking and the way of life came to me because I was envious of repeating my previous life. I also want to go through life without hesitation or burden.
Going in the direction your mind tells you to go.
Is that why the Heaven's Secretary gave me the ability to reverse myself?
"Then why do you ask? All of a sudden, it doesn't work if you push on your shoulders."
I smiled face-to-face.
It was because my mind was finally a little off.
"I'll do my best."
I will not fail. We must stop the catastrophe from their hands.
Up until now, it has been merely an act of resolving the awkwardness of conscience, but I am now firmly prepared. It was close to the belief that I would never give in to gold, even if I had to fight for the rest of my life.
Me and Netting head straight for the biggest mansion in town. It was a mansion with a secret passageway to its location. Four of the gatekeepers seemed to have mastered martial arts for quite a long time, as it was true that they were the greatest. One of the dogs was exuding the energy of a first-class master.
He said, staring at the mansion from afar.
"That's enough reconnaissance. Let's go find a place to stay."
"I understand."
In my head, I remembered the first time I told you about my plan at the Mangrove's Cabin.
"Now I'll explain my plan properly."
"I'll listen."
"Thought you might be lurking in town, getting a shaman or assassinating him. But that's not a good idea. Because even if it succeeds, the gold medal will follow you to the end of the continent, to the end of hell, and we will join together. It's not good to be chased around forever."
"Why don't you catch up?"
He smiles bitterly.
"The Golden Principle is not such a sloppy organization. We mustn't even leave behind the aftermath of our work by exterminating them. Remember that the best fighters on the continent are assembled and raised as assassination weapons, and the Imperial Court is actively supporting them."
"Hmph. But once we get rid of the shaman, the imperial cynicism plan will cease, won't it?"
"It's forbidden to interpret it too well. If they had interpreted the contents of the Anonymous Scroll, they would one day attempt to proceed voluntarily without a shaman."
The telescopes look up at the sky for a moment.
"Let's get rid of all the golden statutes, not just the shamans." A shaman disappears, a gold dignity is slaughtered, or kidnapped, so that he doesn't know when his plans will be compromised... and he can break the imperial will. Less after-effects. "
We will defeat the Imperial will!
It was the voice that echoed the enormous sound.
"If my master would accompany me, I could proceed as you planned, but I have no choice but to write a second book."
"What if it's the second book?"
"Fast Binding. and annihilation (£27570; £28357;). Even if they pursue, there's no way they can get to the front fast enough. Assuming that at least one trillion gold medals arrive there must be exterminated."
"... What would you do if you could?"
"It's simple. You can set the town on fire. As soon as a gold dignitary or shaman shows up in town!"
Fire in the hole!
A ridiculous fire-fighting scheme was said.
"I'll start a fire. If I were you, I'd be able to light a fire just like surrounding the town. The forest is near here, so it should burn well enough. And while they're in a state of panic, the hyenas secure the shaman, and you destroy the golden tribute."
I didn't think I'd have to go to any crazy lengths to get rid of the golden statue. It's because the prerequisite, the fire itself, was too confusing.
"No, you burn them all! What the hell are you talking about?"
"I have the ability to turn the fiery battlefield into an absolute advantageous terrain. Neither we nor the villagers will be harmed."
"Is that a blunt force?"
"That, and I'll tell you when I get there."
The telescopes have been a bit of a lookout for me since I hid something about the gold medallion. He knew that, so he didn't ask for more. I decided to trust him because I was sure he was a genius with more knowledge and wisdom than I was.
And over time, we arrived here.
I gazed at him for a while to hear his' ability 'to plead. He snorts and listens to his movements.
"The ability of this fig Fire Blast can control the influence and direction of the flame. We can even keep the flames out. If I deal with this mistletoe in the Fire Zone, I'll be sure to assist you."
"......!!"
It was a deceptive ability - controlling the flames - because it itself transcended human abilities. Though the anti-bullfighters were strong, they were nowhere near as capable of controlling the town's flames as the mesh's misfire tankers. If you want to demonstrate that kind of capability freely, you have to be fresh.
I did not doubt the power of the Plenty of Pentecost. If he was lying, he wouldn't have come here with his life in his hands. Instead, I asked him.
"Tell me now. It's probably a treasure, so you can carry out your abilities. How do you have the treasure? And what is your relationship with the telegrapher?"
"Phew... I have to talk to you."
He sighs and hangs on a wooden lantern. And he said,
"A scout master. The best magician on the left is my master. And he cast me out saying he could no longer teach me."
"......!!"
"As you can see, regardless of my education, I lack the level of fluency. The teacher who judged that he couldn't be great as a magician stopped teaching. As an astronomer, I was also pushed to the position of Blood 32905, so I fell down because I wanted to be good."
His past was complicated.
In other words, he was born as the son of the astronomer family, studied astronomy and alchemy, and left the scout master as a teacher. But apart from his excellent education, he lacked the talent of magic tricks. Hence, Manggang was living off the planetarium and selling the teacher's name in the Wandering Song.
I said it out of my mind.
"No, you are close enough to get the help of your master and have the five golden line, the master's treasure. And you're still kicked out like a wreck?"
"My master and I don't hate each other. However, we need talented people who are better than the incompetent in order to master the art. That's why human relationships and priestly relationships are so different."
He straightened out the Pentecost and said,
"The teacher apologized to me and gave me the Golden Boat. Since then, I've been assisting you regularly. I'm done with that."
"Does that mean... there's another disciple for the real Seeker?"
"Yes. He's an excellent magician, unlike me."
A lonely grimace was a horse.
"In order for me to properly use the Pentecostal Ship as a proximity to the incapacitated person, I need to install the dust of the breastplate around the village." Let's spend the rest of our time there. "
I said in a hurry.
"Wait. I didn't say anything important."
"What do you mean?"
"Even if you help me with the flames, it's hard to handle one pair of gold medals on my own. They could stand up to three or four astronauts, but how can they stand up to ten..."
Then he tapped me on the shoulder and said,
"You tend to overestimate your enemies sometimes."
"Huh?"
"You've won enough. And not alone. Trust me."
He began sneaking around town installing the true method of the Munmundunpak in order to use the Golden Boat without giving him any more operations. It didn't seem suspicious to the villagers because it was only a small marker.
"......"
I don't know what to do with this.
The next day, I explained the plan to the astrologer in Taiwan and asked him to sneak out of town with me. Hyundai nodded happily and said.
"Don't worry! People won't suspect me because I visit that town often. That's a better plan than that. We can finish this before the reinforcements arrive."
"Reinforcements?"
"Yesterday, I immediately requested support from Mainland Mountain. Within seven weeks, the disciples of Wudang Mountain will arrive to help us. You won't have to doubt your skills."
"I see. Thank you."
"You can count on the word of a scout. I'll do my best for justice."
The joining of the Hyundai people was surprisingly big power. He used his position to gain the support of Wudang's stronghold. And when the shaman masters arrive, it will be very easy.
Did you really think this through? '
He put possibilities from the time he attracted the Hyundai to the joining of the pagans.
Until I was ready, I tried to monitor the town with the Hyundai and detect the appearance of the golden statue or shaman. Perhaps it was only a matter of time before they decided to explore and investigate.
In addition, I continued to hone the inner aircraft and consolidated the manpower that I had learned. I felt like my skills were progressing a little because the Hyundai who was acting with me occasionally watched me practice swordplay.
And the day of the battle was dawning.