peritoneal warfare
Me and the Hyundai people stopped the body of Ryu Cheon and breathed into the internal air and put a vein on it. Then I went to the network. Manganese was breathing out a small amount of blood on his mouth from a six-story anterior chamber, and his sweat was leaking. Obviously, he was consumed both physically and mentally, so I asked worryingly.
"Are you all right?"
"Hoo... hoo, I'm fine. This cost me a fortune..."
Cough!
The network that spewed a single drop of blood shakes its head. He said as if he had regained consciousness.
"I'll finish cleaning up after you."
Hwaaaah
As soon as he finishes speaking, a flame rises from the ground beneath him, and he starts zipping over the gold and the dead body of the beast that lay lying around. It didn't take long for their corpses to carbonate, either with enormous firepower. When you touch it, it becomes crumbly, leaving little traces of life.
I hurriedly jumped in and blew the wind into the air, pushing all the debris into an invisible alley. Then the slaughter was incredibly clean. A few more steps later and the trackers won't be able to find a trace.
'No killing, except for the dead.'
I thought I was good at bringing in scouts in many ways. Without him, we wouldn't have been able to make this operation, we would have had to fight 2-to-11, and it would have been hard to even get rid of people's attention or clean up the corpses of gold. I knocked on the back of a pale complexion.
"You're the best bookkeeper."
Without luck, how many times would I have to die to solve this? At least three or four times he would have died through trial and error and repeated shovels. In the meantime, given how much mental power was consumed, the telemetry was like a silver seal.
"Hehe... not bad."
He smiles and says.
"Come on, let's go. I've heard a lot from this guy."
We take Ryu Cheonan to a secret passageway exit outside the town. While people were on the throne, I was able to avoid the sight of him by pretending to be a refugee. Soon, I took Ryu Cheon from inside the building and ran around.
Ryu Cheon was unconscious when his arms and legs were cut off one by one. I thought of waking him right away, but I decided to take care of him first because he's in poor condition. I told the Hyundai people.
"Do you think you can cast Qi and Zhao Qi on Mangosteen?" He's not strong enough. "
"Of course. Come with me for a moment."
The skyscraper took a scout and went into a small room. Perhaps if we implement the pagan mysticism, we will soon be able to recover our health. Now that the Hyundai could not harm the network, I was able to leave it with no burden.
Wooooo
And I breathed life into the tide that lay on the floor. As the power to process growls and crawls into his biceps, he wakes up with a needle in his whole body.
"... Shhh!!"
"Come to your senses. I have so much I want to hear from you."
"Psycho!"
Ryu Cheongho bites his tongue immediately to avoid torture, wondering if he had already lived the wrong life. Seeing that he didn't hesitate, he seemed to have received considerable training. But I was watching casually, and I noticed that he was stumbling around because his jaw muscles weren't moving.
"......?!"
"I blocked the muscle to stop your self-interest. If you were gonna kill yourself, you should have done it when you were alone."
Hyundai people had superior abilities in the human race and blood pressure. If the Hyundai stopped volunteering, at least he could never do anything to break his tongue. I looked at Ryu Cheonan coldly and said,
"You've been trained to resist torture, right?"
"......"
"I don't know much about torture, so I'll cook the best I can."
Swook
I reached out my hand and put my finger in his midst. Then he straightened up and gave it a strong boost. He saw the passage through the crowd and muttered as soon as it became sticky.
"Here's the gun."
"......?"
"Begin the Palm Seal."
He didn't know what I meant. Likewise, it was a secret technique that was handed over to the encephalocele along with the hexadecirrhosis, a torture technique focused solely on sealing and torturing the opponent. This technique allows learners to hear something from the opposing Pokémon without annoying torture.
Next, I put my finger on my neck.
"Here is the foetus."
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"Huff... huff!!"
Suddenly, he looks stunned. The nervous system is strongly activated when Qi is then blown into the carotid artery in the stomach. It also meant that the sensation became sensitive at the same time. I mysteriously smiled at the eyes of Ryu Cheonan.
"I killed your head with a gun and took control of your lungs with pregnancy. In turn, the forearm will be blocked during the following episodes of ginseng (£63978;) and hand (£24061;). The sensation will become increasingly sensitive, and the time sensation will continue to slow."
Oh, shit!
I didn't hit him too hard. I just put a finger on his forehead.
"Shhhhh!!"
However, Ryu Cheon shivered at the next moment, feeling pain like scratching a saw on his head. It must have been very painful for the skin to peel off. I smiled and said to Choon Ryu.
"I think I'm still weak because I just put 2 of them in my armband. Let's keep going."
Sealing the arms meant that the master of the head, arms, legs, and torso combined with the master of the brain, heart, lungs, and genital organs gave a gold suppository to the forearm. As the torments rose, the pain maximized and the sense of time became chaotic, which was far more effective than the clumsy physical torture. Conventionally, it destroys the mind and leaves even the soul white.
However, the seal consumed a tremendous amount of strength. It took more than 80 years of internal air to get to the point where it increased exponentially. I haven't used it on Humans since I learned this, so I don't know how far I can go, but there may be no guarantee that I can put all my armrests in place as I am now.
Of course, it worked well enough. Even though he only put in 2 letters, Ryu Cheon seemed to forget the happiness of his life. Usually it takes about 100 lashes to get a reaction like this.
I was barely holding on until then, but my finger moved and I fell down as I said a word on my heart.
"Here it is."
He cries out in tears.
"Now, hold on! Wait!"
"What is it?"
"What do you want to know? Tell me what, and you'll let me live?"
Ryu Cheon suddenly changed his attitude and began to struggle. He thought that the rush of senses from the palm seals was so intense that he could not endure it with his mind. I crouched and looked at him calmly.
"What are you doing alive? You've already lost one arm and one leg. Unmanned people can't live like ordinary people. Do you still want to survive?"
"Ugh... That's fine. Please save me.I 'll tell you everything I know."
"......"
"Please..."
It was certainly a pity for Ryu Cheong, who was struggling on the floor with tears running down her nose. If you pray like this, you will be shaken for a while. But even when I saw him, I couldn't have compassion for him.
Ryu Cheon suffered, and people went crazy and were slaughtered in the Apocalypse. Thousands of people would have suffered. The person who was trying to accomplish the tragedy begged for his life, but nothing touched him.
"I was just following the orders above! Please... save me!"
"Yura... is that the Lord Commander of Gold?" "
"That's... that's right."
"To the top?"
"I don't know. An end like mine is just electrolytes from above. The X.O. just gives the orders."
Gold was a fascinating organization. Even against the pagan elders, the ultimate swordsman is calling himself the end. Perhaps the Vice President or the Deputy General's unmanned labor was most likely the best in Kangho.
I thought about it for a while and said,
"Do you have children?"
"... there is."
"Where do they live?"
"......"
Ryu Cheon hesitated and was unable to speak. Even though he said he would say anything, he could not easily say anything when his wife and child were comforted. I continue to move in the direction of the man who sealed his arms and activated his senses. Then he lets out a loud scream.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!!"
I didn't know how much pain he was in. This situation is unknown as a caster. However, when his eyes are half turned upside down and his legs tremble like a aspen, it is probably more than the pain inflicted by a moderate torturer. I breathed back in and loosened his arm seal and asked.
"Tell me."
"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-uh..."
"Glittering. Not far."
I folded my arms and asked.
"What would you do if the mission indicated the patronage of your family?"
"Well... well... I would have moved my wife and children before that."
"What about the other humans in Hokkong?"
"......"
"You mean I can just die?"
I raise my hand as if to hit him, and he screams with a frightening look.
"Well, I can't help it! How can I disobey the above order?! Gold can never be defied because it is obedient!"
"That's a convenient excuse. You tell me what to do, and it's over. Thousands of people have lost their minds."
Ryu Cheon said calmly. That's probably his honest truth.
"Ugh... I don't know who you are, but this is stupid. The power of gold is more powerful than you think. Even under the protection of the Old Testament, death would not be avoided."
"I know that. There are ten trillion of you, and you are the Tribute and the Great Tide."
"......!!"
Ryu Cheon opened his eyes. I said it because it was literally an organization chart of gold and confidential. I looked at him in the grave and said,
"No need to be surprised. From now on, you will reveal all of Gold's organizational relationships, secrets, strongholds, goals, officers' carelessness."
My intention was to tell you that I was able to detect counterfeit.
"W-would you let me live by saying that?"
"Of course."
Ryu Cheon rolled his eyes and desperately began to vomit information. I listened calmly and organized, especially interested in the relationship between the position of gold and other organizations.
I asked for other information. I listened to him for about a week and asked.
"So, this was your first try?"
"As far as I'm concerned..."
Luckily, Ryu Cheon told me that this was the first time shamans and golden men have been massacred together. It meant that no village had ever been sacrificed before. This conspiracy has been shredded to prevent the potential for magic to grow.
I looked forward to seeing hopelessness. The telepathy looked like that. The reasoning I convinced him of was questionable, but he must have been aware of the possibility from the beginning.
"Then when did the shaman interpret the anonymous textbook?"
"I knew it about a year ago... and that's when the draft of the plan started and the golden army started getting special training."
A year ago.
I said it over and over.
"You can brainwash with a special commandment, how is that possible?"
"What are you talking about..."
"......"
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"Shhhhh!! Oh, I see! The Ten Heavens, including me, received the Declaration of Brainwashing through Shamans!"
As expected, it was not just a trick of the road trip. Rather, I was close to the ability of the Yi Kyu Kyu Dynasty, where I felt a sinister energy. Perhaps to persuade and brainwash the new golden statute of God, the commandment was given to the ruler of heaven.
"How did you learn? He can't speak human."
"I can't speak human, but the shaman had the ability to deliver Heart. He also taught the Vice President or the Vice President a higher level of witchcraft."
"High Spirits? Is that also a commandment?"
"I don't know that. But after learning that, the Vice President and the General became very strong."
"Stronger? To what degree?"
Ryu Cheon hesitated and said.
"Originally, the leader of gold and alumni had almost equal masonry. Both were at a level called superpeaks in Kangho, but the power relationship changed over the past year. Gold's chancellor overwhelmed the alumni admiral, and since then, his alumni have assisted him in his activities with intelligence."
"......!!"
I spilled my tears at the unexpected information.
Like he said, the top of the golden stature or alumni was originally a level of artisanship, which is the head of the old file room. However, if the General of Gold pressed "overwhelmingly," that means that he is a skilled person who overcomes his superpowers. As far as I'm concerned, the only person that's that good is Lee Kwang Lee.
If I want to get rid of the golden mandate, I have to assume that I can defeat the General. I thought about it and asked Ryu Cheon.
"What would the odds be if the Master and I fought together against the General?"
"......"
"Answer me."
Ryu Cheon answered reluctantly.
"You are the great dead. A rare top performer in Kangho... but you can't defeat the General together. His power transcends man."
"I see."
I didn't think it would be counterfeited by Ryu Cheongho, who even told his wife and child's story. The General's power seems to be really strong.
"So the General is the Imperial Master?"
"Absolutely. The plan was originally made assuming that it turned all of Moorish forces against the enemy, but there was a calculation that the general could overcome it with ease."
"Hmm."
"Are you done now? Untie me!!"
It was then.
I heard a voice behind my back.
"Not yet."
I looked back. There, a scout and a martyr were walking out. The telescopes were noticeably better looking to see if they had been treated for porosity. He was no longer coughing.
Mangosteen points at him with his finger.
"Ask me the same thing all over again."
"......!!"
Despair fell on Ryu Cheon's face. When I looked at Mangling with my curious eyes, he explained why.
"His eyes remind me that this situation is all we need to avoid. Not everything I've told you is a lie, but there must be some information that was mixed up or missing for cotton wool. We have to ask him again until he vomits the truth."
"Then you might die."
"You would have the proper control. I'll keep an eye on him. Don't worry."
He seemed to have an eye for the truth of men. I looked at the Catholic, but he turned his head and said,
"I know this is all for moral justice."
When the Hyundai said that, I was relieved. In fact, it was because the deserted master of Toga felt uncomfortable about the punishment of Samaritan. However, the Hyundai realized that things had gotten so big that they wanted to find out as much information as possible and protect themselves and their disciples. When I couldn't help but acknowledge the reality, it seemed to be the nature of the Hyundai people.
"And so it was. I'll do my best not to let you die."
When I put my finger back to seal my arm, Ryu Cheonan screamed like a seizure.
"Stop it!!!!"
After the interrogation, two watches passed from him.
"Heh-heh-heh..."
Ryu Cheon sat on a chair, drooling and urinating on her mouth because of pain and suffering. It's better to sit him down than to lie down and listen to him. He's half-mad with repeated torture. Without direct physical damage, it was possible to destroy a person like this through pain alone.
He watches the whole torture process at his side until the end, spotting falsehoods or omissions and stabbing them once. That's why I felt confident that the information I obtained this time was usually true.
Grief told the Hyundai people.
"I'm glad the disciples didn't get here in time. If you came, it would have been hard to pull your foot out."
"Well, what can I do?"
"Go back to the palace and greet your disciples today. And you'd better make a good excuse to defeat the bandits. I'll take a hint, but it's better than getting mixed up in gold."
"I'll do as you say."
The Hyundai people seemed sad because they had learned a great deal of truth. Well, he only knew it was a social outcry, and he couldn't have predicted that the golden mandate would help the shaman. Now his interest was to distract him, preferably from the gold dignitaries who would investigate the truth, so that the shaman's useless arrows would not be caught.
Perhaps the Hyundai can step out of this without great danger. It may be a little suspicious of him on the golden crown, but it is because the majority of the martyrs in the heavenly forest were not in the middle of doing anything good. It will stop at the level of surveillance without touching it.
Hyundai said, looking at me.
"What are you going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"I destroyed the golden stature, and the shaman who was the source of the evil. I mean, are you going to fight any more gold in the future?"
It's like you're asking questions.
I shake my head as if it were natural.
"I don't think so at all. Fighting the gold medal in the future is too risky. I intend to erase all traces and remain silent."
"I see."
"We'll take care of the rest. Master will do what Master would do in a hurry."
"I see."
Pa 'at
Hyundai disappeared in the intestine. After confirming he's gone completely, Persuasion speaks to me.
"That's a lie. You don't seem to want to stop here."
"......"
Gaaaah!
Without saying a word, I slit the neck of Ryu Cheonan with a swing of the capital. Few blood flowed and the head of Ryu Cheon fell off. From the beginning, I had no intention of saving Ryu's life. I wiped the blood off my hands with a cloth.
"Of course. It's already a symbol, so we should at least smash the gold seal shut for ten years. Once the Executioners are destroyed, no matter what the emperor wants, there is no way."
It's safer that way. If I try to avoid it carelessly, I am more likely to unleash the strength of my enemies. Just as magic grows, in the imperial court, we can only make choices that are continually advantageous. I was going to throw away the outbreak before that so I wouldn't even think about tracking myself down.
Also, if you are going to do it, this is your chance to sway around because you know the truth. Destroy a trillion gold tablets and the shaman dies, so it will be difficult for you to act calmly for a while. We should do our best to gather information and counter it during this time.
"Why don't you want to hide?"
"I don't like it, I don't hate it, I can't do it. Today's trail didn't go cold. It will only take a moment, and Gold will come after me."
The hammer grins bitterly.
"You've become more judgmental in battle. You're right."
"What are you going to do?"
"Of course I'll follow you to Hundred. We're in the same boat."
The telescopes that said so sparkled my eyes.
"I told you to take the horn out in a short run. If your intentions are to stand, there is a way to stamp the gold with a speed dial."
"What's that?"
The following telepathic words determine the next destination.
"Let's get the help of my teacher who lives in Fall Yang."
A telescoping scholar!
As the best magician in the Middle East, even the elders of the Wudang are going to seek help from a person who is afraid.
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Slightly amended