peritoneal warfare
"What's that supposed to mean? Weren't soy sauce and makya the swords of the Chuncheon-era era?"
It was a very famous mythical sword, so I could not imagine.
Soy sauce and membranes!
The scourge grins.
"That's right. Do you know the scroll?"
"Of course."
According to the Lunar New Year, Moon & '97; Moon &' 92; churches tried to make a prestigious sword at the behest of the new king.
The blacksmith knew that the soy sauce would be executed by the new king late in time for making it after making soy sauce and makya. That's why he only dedicates the Cancer Sword Markyama to the Superior King, and puts the Nemesis Soy Sauce in a pine tree that stands on a rock where Namsan can be seen at home. This is a riddle pointing to a wooden pillar built on the foundation. Later, when Makya gives birth to a child, she tells you to solve this riddle and tell him to find the sword and tell him about his death. Makya does as he says, and her son the Red Rain vows vengeance for the Sword Soy Sauce.
The Chong Wang witnessed this scene in a dream and fell into anxiety, creating a search warrant with the face of the enemy in his dream and placing a bounty on the neck of the enemy. The enemy enemy suddenly got wanted, and even the town was unable to enter, so he sang while mourning. The passing speaker sees this and feels sorry for him and asks for the neck of the sword and the enemy. The enemy who agreed to this stands on his own head, and he falls to his death as soon as he swears to keep his promise.
The speaker says he has to boil it for three days because he sacrificed the neck of the enemy rain and has a deep grudge. The Heroic King did as he asked, but it hasn't been boiled for more than three days. He's floating on the water, and his neck is alive, so it looks like he'll pop out of the cauldron soon, so the narrator should take a look at it from him. The Elementary King looks into the cauldron and the speaker slits the Superior's throat.
The neck of a fallen supreme king falls into the cauldron, and the narrator is surrounded by soldiers and slits his own throat, knowing that he cannot survive, and his neck falls into the cauldron. The officials hurriedly pulled out their necks, but the necks of the enemies, superlords, and speakers were quickly boiled, making no distinction as to which was whose.
They honor the courage and courage of their fallen comrades by keeping the promise of the enemy and the enemy who slaughtered them for revenge, burying their three necks together and calling them the Three Kings Tomb.
This was a famous song I had heard in the apocalypse. While studying, I learned more about it, and if it's a middle cause, I've usually heard of it once. That is why it was absurd to think that this Magyara sword was made when it was a silver country.
Mangosteen said.
"But it's true. To be precise, they're both correct."
"What does that mean?"
"The oral cavity has been transferred differently. Makya was created in the age of Eun Nation and passed on, and it was only rediscovered in the time of Chuncheon-Jeon by a couple named Hematopoeia. In other words, it wasn't originally made by human hands."
"......"
I stared at the telescopes with amazement. Of course, if you say it like that, it makes sense, but it was too senseless. So I said.
"Is there any reason you would say that?"
"I finished this interpretation of the Osteochondrial Gate in a month. I've been wandering all over the mountains collecting and investigating old books to see if this family is right. As a result, I found evidence."
"What evidence have you found?"
The manger goes inside and brings out a pile of books. The books that seemed to exceed ten volumes were moldy together. A network of people who put it in their daily lives said.
"These are books about the teachings of the Hepatitis. It's all worth it. And if you look at this exam, you'll find that it's a little different, but it has something in common."
"Common parts?"
"[I put it in a pine tree on a rock where Namsan can be seen at home.]."
He said that, putting down his sword.
"The law of this scapula was made up of a slightly different law from what was written in the other textbook. Perhaps there was a different grammar used only by the royal family of the Eunuch Age. And by rearranging that common sentence left in the lore of the ancient book according to its grammar, that sentence points to one letter. It was the order."
"Soon?"
"Yes. I don't know why, but those who invented the so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called caves were actually excavated in the barracks." Furthermore, some of the ancient books say that there were already similar exams in the Eun Joo Dynasty. "
Quick graveyard.
Could it be that the ruins where they dug up the pedestal sword were the perfect place for humans?
"Does that mean..."
"The Mid-Autumn Mid-Autumn Mid-Autumn Mid-Autumn Examination was not actually in the Autumn period. The same thing happened in the Silver Age, and over the years, it's been overlaid with folklore to create a figure of processing. This is definitely the Jewel Sword of the Silver Age."
"......!!"
I looked at the telescopes in surprise.
If what you say is true, you may be questioned about the authenticity of every scripture in this midterm! Not only that, the academic discipline of all students studying smoking medicine will be chaotic. I haven't spoken for a while because it was such a radical theory.
Mangosteen said.
"Of course, I have no intention of announcing this to the world. I have no reason to, and I will not accept it. What's important is the danger of the letter" soon. ""
"Sun-ri is dangerous?"
"This means that if the monarch dies, he will be asked accordingly. Who do you want to follow? It's a slaughter and a sacrifice."
The telemetry pauses for a moment. Then I remembered the cold water from the well and was thirsty.
"Unknown to people, Eun-na was an era in which the human condition was very active. Through the habit of self-sufficiency, this was even indiscretion in the age of Confucius. According to the Prince's book, there's an anecdote banning superstition. In those days, there was still a ritual to cut the heads of human slaves and dedicate them to the gods of heaven and earth."
"......."
Renaissance.
As soon as I heard the word, it made me feel disgusted. I have not only seen that madness several times myself, but I know it more than anyone else. It was a banquet of frenzy that dealt with humans under livestock.
"Sacrifices in the sky were used primarily to capture and kill prisoners of other peoples, such as slaves and strong peoples, 12 different ways to capture and kill humans for silver country sacrifices."
"12 things…!!"
"The twelve acts were each passed on to the Celestial Council, such as Fang, Min, Hall, Sa, Sa, Sa, 33976;), Hun, Hun, and Tang. Boiling, frying, carving, burning, tearing, drying. They used to use it to offer sacrifices of artificial insemination, not to spare their own people."
I shake my head in horror.
Isn't it true that humans from the age of Eun Nation were subhuman beings when they were considered cruel? I said with annoyance.
"I don't want to hear any more. So what if Sun-nyeo is dangerous?"
"The important thing is the connection between the contents and this scapula.
[Sacrifice in the sky.
I cut off the head and arms and legs of a turtle and offer them to heaven.
God is pleased.
Bless you, Triple Xue.
Thus, the number of circulations was transferred.]
Here, "turtle" means human, not real turtle. In other words, the sacrifices of the human sacrifice that brutally tear people apart were fulfilled, and as a result, God was pleased. The god is probably what we call the Triple Oze - a sword that symbolizes the number of circulation of the precious gods in return. "
"......"
I listened to the telepathy for a moment and cleared my mind. And he said,
"I can't believe it. Even if it is true that this is the Vivo of Chilyo, isn't the great beings in the history of the Middle East? Does it make sense that those men would be happy to receive a human sacrifice that would tear a human being apart?"
The hammer grins.
"The emperor is Bok-hee, the peasant, the lady, and Oze is the emperor, Jeoll-ok, the glean, the yo, the net wage. Do you know what the Emperor Oze has in common?"
"What's that?"
"The only thing that remains in human history is the record of merely being divine, but very briefly about their obvious ideals. It's a mythical existence. Being treated as the true king of men is from the King Bull and the King Tang."
"What are you trying to say?"
"... Samsung Oze is not a metaphor or a metaphor, it may not have been human from the beginning."
"......"
I kept my mouth shut.
A god who rejoices in humanity. And a creature that transcends man.
It's like the frenzy of a shaman who sacrificed his village to create a magical object!
Manganese said, pulling out the mountain coast ( channel).
"The rare monsters in the mountain ranges were probably monsters that actually existed in the Silver Age. Thousands of years ago, the middle continent was not a tidy landscape, but a savage continent where forests and monsters flourished. What can a human being do to survive in such a place?
Sacrificing and offering sacrifices to spiritual beings like the emperor Oze, he had to gain the strength to protect himself. I think it is the Bibo of the seven seventh century, and I think it is the driving force behind the creation of the human kingdom in the ancient age of silver. "
"Hmmm... You seem convinced it's the Demand Sword of Chilyo. Then I believe you, too."
I had to admit a lot. There is a reason that a genius scholar who is hopeless has been running on his feet for years to find evidence and confidently summon me. I've decided to acknowledge that this is the Demand Necromancer sword.
Mangosteen said.
"I've had a lot of help studying this last night for the last three years. Not only did I acquire the art of shamanism, but I learned a lot of tricks while being given the hidden innate skill of . This last night is a treasure for a magician because he has the ability to provoke the human warfare."
"So if you have the late night, even an illiterate can master the art of drinking?"
To my question, he nodded.
"Of course. Otherwise I wouldn't have made it to the intermediate level."
"Hmmm…!!"
The scourge sighs.
"My three years of research have been cut short here. Now it's my turn to ask you."
"What do you mean?"
"Who the hell are you? Where did you get this last night's Demand Sword of Chilyo and what was it for?"
Grief seemed genuinely curious about it. I thought about it and decided to be honest with Mangosteen.
"I... am the deceased."
I have to say it now. At the same time, Tae Gyeong-chon, the village of Tai Gyeong-chon, was left out of the horror horse, but at the same time he learned that gold was planning something else. It was better to be honest with the telescopes because I lacked the wisdom to figure it out on my own. Moreover, because of the guilt that I caused him to die in the past, I felt indebted to him all the time.
And I told the truth about what I had been through eight times in my previous life and what I had been through. While listening to the telescopes, their expressions changed at the same time, but the telescopes that changed their faces were the first I had ever seen in my life.
"... and that's what happened."
"......"
"Can you believe me?"
The network stumbles and covers its eyes. And he said,
"Now, wait a minute. I can't wrap it up. Give me some time."
He lies on the floor of the house and seems to be bruised for a long time. Then he stood up again after Korean dinner and approached me and said,
"I have to believe you're telling the truth. It's the only way I can really understand my priestly business, my master's business and my situation. Haha... I really got caught up in something big."
"I'm sorry I got you killed last time."
The hammer shrugs.
"Well... that doesn't make any sense at all. I have no idea how I felt when I was with you. And that was entirely the result of my decision to follow you? Probably didn't think I was just stepping on shit when I died."
"......"
"Hmmm... Thousand Secretaries and Anonymous Priests... Gold to the shaman of this world... Hmmm..."
He sits with his chin bent and thinks about something for a long time.
"So you were faithfully building up your strength at the Blue Dragon Cabinet to confront the commander of Gold, and you went to Tai Gyeong Village and found that their horses didn't reach out?"
"Yes. I've been thinking about why."
I asked seriously.
"Is it because of the Demand Necromancer?"
"......"
The telemetry glances down at Makkah. Then he replied.
"I don't think so. Of course, the enormous thunderstorm that happened when you came to see me was sure to happen because you pulled the last night out of the Seal."
"As expected..."
"The last night, the circulation Qi had condensed for thousands of years, so the natural disaster had to change. I looked at the sky the day before the rains, and suddenly I saw the movement of the stars. I thought it was strange."
That's how I explained it.
"But isn't the shaman in the other world a great shaman who can cast thousands of man-made shamans on his own? He can't stop his plan if one of the seven is moving. And if the Golden Throne has not followed the shaman, there is only one conclusion."
"What is it?"
"The Grand Master has escaped the space-time continuum. If that's what my teacher said, I'm sure it's true."
We're out of time and space!
The sound was so unrealistic that I was dumbfounded, and hopelessly crossed my arms and explained.
"He was trying to fulfill his purpose by stockpiling human sacrifice in this world. But when I saw your paramedic, you felt something was wrong. The shaman's suicide was also a special technique to remove his soul from the world by abandoning his body."
"Is... is that possible?"
"That's all I can think about. Perhaps the shaman is nowhere to be found in the Imperial Palace or elsewhere. Without a shaman, the Imperial Court was unable to interpret the Anonymous Sacraments.They must have had to cancel the plan."
"......!!"
I was surprised and happy at the same time.
Shamans can no longer interfere in my past life!
And even in your past life, you don't have to worry about the tragedy of the town!
It was a good choice to show the shaman at that time.
When I tried to smile face to face, Mangosteen reached out his finger and said,
"It's time to rest assured. because the Golden Throne has now begun to move to collect the Vivo of Chile."
"Hmm…? I thought about it, but I'm not sure."
"Perhaps the artifact was a trick to shorten 'time', and the gold medal was likely to have been thought of collecting the seven yokels from the beginning. Means different means, but gold's final goal remains the same. If you think so, you still have a lot of work to do."
"Hmm."
I was curious.
What is the ultimate goal of gold?
The chancellor said there was a [second] ritual after increasing the number of magic objects with the artificial artifact ritual. And when they accomplished that, they said it wasn't a problem at all. Maybe they're trying to achieve their goal by using Chiljo's Bibliography instead of the human sacrifice.
"Oh, right. Take a look at this."
I suddenly remembered something, and I gave him a silver ingot that I had obtained from the Taegyeongchon Fahrenheit family. Then the shrine takes the silver ingot and looks around. Then he was surprised and said,
"This is an artifact of Baltic descent! Where did you get this precious item?"
"What country are you speaking of?"
"A very strong country in the east. It also looks like an artifact related to the royal family of Balhae... Only the royal family could use a piece of the wand. And it's actually shaped like a tripod."
The shrine carefully examines the silver ingot fragment and says:
"The little line is sealed in a crevice. Perhaps the gradient of the breed is solved in the prescribed order. This is also an interesting relic."
"Can you interpret it?"
Then he laughed as if he was hopeless.
"Hahaha... I know you're an ex-wife, but can I trust you that easily? I honestly thought you were out of your mind when I found out this was the last night of the Demand Necromancer. Giving him a sword that could turn heaven and earth upside down... Did you ever think that I would betray you?"
"I do."
I soon answered the grave.
"But if I betrayed you, I thought it was good, too. I am less obligated to kill you."
The hopelessness seems to have abated for a moment. Then he said in vain.
"That's a hell of a way of thinking... you've already strayed from the ordinary."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
The shrine laughs later and says.
"That's fine. I'll do my best to help you."
"Thank you."
"Once the interpretation of this silver ingot piece is complete, I will send the tide again. As a bonus, stop the Demand Necropsy and let me take it."
I tilted my head.
"Isn't that what it takes to boost your skills?"
"The interpretation of the Osteochondrial Gate is over anyway, and I think I've already enjoyed all the learning benefits of late night. From half a year ago, there hasn't been any more magic tricks, so that's the limit. So now you take it."
"I see."
According to the telepathy, I thought it might be possible to master medium-intermediate techniques if I also possessed Demand Necropsis Markha and mastered Blindfold Armor. The question was, if he died after learning the law, would he succeed? But we decided to think about that later.
Pa 'at
I descended the trembling track with the last night. The last words left by the Grim Reaper do not leave my ears.
[If possible, first look for Vivo, soy sauce with the power of Fire 26332; Soy sauce and makya are more likely to be made from autopsies as recorded in history, so you'll gain tremendous power when you have two new swords.]
I also remembered the words of the Hyundai people.
'The vision of Huayo contains the power of the salted peasant and is at the southern end of the world.'
The southern end of the world.
I've never thought about it before.
Continuing south of the Middle East, we know that there is an orange called Nam Bay ( 34875;), but what comes out of it if you go to the end of the world? I thought it would be fun to go to the southern end of the world someday.
I left the rumble and started heading straight for the Black Gate. Now that I've solved my curiosity and entrusted the quest to Mangyeong, I can get rid of my teacher's assignment and go back to the Wandering Dragon Cabinet. It's been the most pleasant moment I've heard lately.
Paaaaah...
However, it was only half a day's walk to the village where the Dark Gates could be commissioned. As I was running along the mountain path, I noticed that there was an immense amount of energy nearby.
What is it?
An unusual power. I felt the low power of a master that could never be underestimated. Realizing that if I move carelessly from this position, I will be greatly attacked, and I draw my sword and calmly encourage my strength.
Kugugugu District
The alpine vegetation trembled as I pulled up the inner air. Whether I felt my strength in front of me, the undercover masters began to walk forward in turn.
The total number was 6.
When I looked at them with a cautious look, the man of the enemy who was standing in front of them said.
"You must be the Hundred. It's enough to kill the blunt force alone. I can't believe they're unaccounted for at that age..."
There was not little admiration in his words.
"Who are you?"
"We are the Army's Law on Blood Clots of Madopal Moon, which belongs to the Blue Horse Chest that you defeated."
"......!!"
I realized I was in the wrong place. I was bored with the idea that the Six Nations Law was the best supply. Even if it is Madopal, it must be weaker than the Safari. Do you mean there are 6 elite Masters?
"Are you here for vengeance on the Blue Mart?"
"It's not as grand as revenge. Executives from Madopalman gathered to discuss the fact that you are a disciple of the Blue Dragon. And I came to a conclusion."
The enemy's gaze flashes strongly.
"Let's kill him when he's a cub."
Sassasat
"......!!"
And I learned from afar that the great masters were coming closer. Surprisingly, their energy was the best or the best. By the time that number had reached more than 50 people, I could not be confident that I would be able to escape.
"W-what... how many people are here?"
"Blue dragons made thousands of blood bonds on the safa decades ago. At that time, Madopalman was ten times more powerful than it is today, but the top masters of the Blue Dragon were shoveled and the heads of the Black Crescent Horse, Young Gum Zone, and White Pomegranate were also decapitated. If that hadn't been the case, we would have already been able to challenge the sect to transcend the Old Testament."
The mute adversary suddenly starts releasing a strong force from his body.
"The power of the Blue Dragon was so strong that I couldn't even get revenge on the Blue Dragon Cabinet, but it's a different story if the baby tiger crawled out alone. I will slit your throat, avenge that moment, and give the Blue Dragon an unwashable humiliation. Kuhahahaha....!"
Kuang
A huge tension was released from the hostile's duodenum. They were attacked almost simultaneously, as if they were on cue, and I had no choice but to open up my brainstorm and face their tension.
Kukwakwakwakwabang
"Ahhhh…!"
"W-what internal affairs..."
At the same time, the infantry law in the bloodline screamed and fell out with a thunderstorm. I kicked them out easily and kicked their tongues.
'I'm glad they're idiots.'
If the top masters used the mystery of shamanism to poke the flaws, they couldn't win easily because they believed in their inner air and wanted to fight in the air. But my suffering did not end there.
Shh-shh-shh!
Memory has flown from every corner. I swiftly swung my sword and dodged it with a thousand strokes of Brainy, but I found it hard to avoid even when I straightened it out. At the same time, those who poured out the rain of memorization cried out, rising from the ground.
"Mado Palm Moon, Chairman of Heaven and Earth, no more than 16 people! I'm here to collect blood from the past!"
Kaga River
They were like professionally trained butchers. While I was driving away their aggression with thunderbolts, suddenly, unmanned men with rays of light appeared and attacked me from all around.
"Seven people below the Madopal Moon Suramun! I'm here to collect blood from the past!"
Kaga River! Kaga River!
My body was pushed back as I gradually opened the mine. In terms of endurance, I was overwhelmed, but I couldn't help but have dozens of memorizations of the blades and the best and brightest.
I heard a grim voice as I was flying desperately looking for a way to escape.
"Fifteen people or fewer are preparing for Madopalmoon!" I'll take some blood from the past. "
Guaguava
Finally, I gave up on dividing the fennel in front of me and just went crazy collecting the internal air and sharpening the brain canal like a cannonball. This is a really foolish way, but it was the most destructive range alone. About a dozen of the Sapphire Masters are circling back, but they keep rushing towards me like bees.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no..."
As I was biting a few steps back, I heard a familiar voice.
"Well... you really have a lot of grudges. I feel sorry for him."
"You... you?"
Wieing
The man slowly approaches with his calm face, pulling up his black Qi to the sword. It was a face I would never forget in a dream. His mouth opens.
"The Madopal Moon massacre." I will assist you in receiving blood by the strength of twenty slaughtered trillions. "
"You bastard!!!"
Yes, I'm sure I could have lived.
Even if the elite and most elite masters of Madopalmoon were to go after me to capture me, they would have broken through through through the great inner air somehow. Despite the separate issue of avoiding the pursuit, survival here must have been assured.
But - I came at the butcher like something was broken.
"Khh."
The sledgehammer's sword breaks and he vomits blood and bounces off, but at the same time, the assassin tanks are waiting to fly to put a knife in me.
Kaga River
I launched their attack as a Lightning McGrath, but I was desperate the next moment. It's because I gave up my life for a moment when I could run away, and black people were constantly flocking to every corner of heaven.
"Oh, my goodness!"
Pueuk
Pueuk
"......"
The face of the slaughterhouse is faint.
I already have many knives in my body and dozens of memories.
"At first, I thought it was an overwhelming force, but it makes sense. Madopalman's elite have mobilized over a hundred men, launched an attack in half the time, and now they're dead..."
"Ugh... Half my men have been killed."
The spell of fanaticism has been forced to change.
"And now you're making me die like that!"
"Enough. He was a cub. I'm glad we caught him like this."
"Damn it..."
I was about to die.
No, it's normal to die. They know I'm barely breathing because of my massive internal affairs, so they can't keep me alive. Awaiting only death in agony, half-conscious.
"Let's be unmanned. What's wrong with that little guy?"
The butcher crouched in front of me and said, He holds a sword with a sword in his hand.
"Enjoy your stay. I will send your head to your master at the expense of the receiver."
Tsk.
That was my eighth death.
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