Amcheon Township
The Lion's self-immolation walked towards me with a twitch on his black lake mask. It was a step I did not appreciate, but it was different from any intervention I had seen.
'The alter ego disappears after one heavy blow.'
Not at the level of injuring Humans, but just at the level of a touch. It is a self-immobilization made of Qi because it is very unstable. That's why I only have to touch the opponent once.
However, the identity of the Magistrate stopped. And then it turned into a loud voice.
"Cerebral nephropathy? A cerebral cortex."
"Do you know the brain stem?"
"Haha, you're being ridiculous. We've been fighting them for the longest time, so of course we know each other's tricks."
As long as I could tell by the simple cardinals, his words were true. Moreover, considering that he is the head of the styloplasty, there must be a part of him that knows more about the phrenology than I do.
Kugugu District
The self-immolation of the Mage raises his left hand. There was already condensed Wind Bomb (Wind), but the potential of the Wind Bomb could not be determined by myself. It was obvious to the naked eye how powerful it was to deflect the space around the balloon. The magician smiles coldly.
"Brainrenal baby. Let's see what you got."
Fight!
As he flicked his fingers one after the other, a catastrophic bullet shot out at a terrifying speed. I swiftly moved my spear to repel the attack, and I was able to remove four of the five attacks. One foot was unstoppable, so I grabbed my waist and passed by.
It was time for me to regroup and counter. Like a ghost, the self-immolation of the magician poured into my eyes.
Kwakwang!!
"Ugh!"
I plunged through the air from the front, but the heavy one dug deep into my bones. Even though it was only two halves, I felt a little breathless. At the weight of this strike, I reduced the power difference with the Lion.
You choke, and your feet are dragged to the ground, pushing you out of the way.
'Damn it. You're too strong...!!'
All you have to do is touch. With just a touch, the Divine Magician's body can vanish. I thought so and scattered Lan's attack. Although the island of Changshan to be processed was instantly exposed to dozens of strands or voids, the identity of the magician who entered one chapter of my geographical area ( ⁄ 25484;) suddenly split.
Shh-shh-shh.
"Huff..."
It was a fantastic new law. The new law of the wanderer flowing through the wind, as if it had never been touched by my winds, was unbeatable to my current circumstances. As I stare into the daze as if dancing, the identity of the Witch Doctor turns back with a whistle.
And then I started snorting.
"Surprised by what? You must be new to Wind White."
I'm blushing.
He said, as if playing with a joke, he once again held a spiritual cardinal ceremony.
"Baby, look at this."
Weeing
The sound of a swarm of bees echoes around the lion's self-immolation. As I was preparing to be nervous, the Magistrate said.
"This is Wind-Headed Bee eradication."
Shaxaxaxa -
"......!!"
At that moment, the identity of the Magister grew as if replicating and walked blanketly in front of me. Surprisingly, it did not disappear, but it seemed like there was a new identity every step of the way. The self-immolation circled around me, but I didn't dare to attack. It was because everything in each and every one of them was real, so we couldn't see the truth.
"You mean there is such a thing as a shaman?! '
Soon after it had grown closer to 20 cubits, the alter ego began to attack. I swing my spear to deflect a bare-handed assault, but the alter ego does not disappear. Instead of disappearing, he came at me head-on with a stronger energy, and he had to use a thousand strokes to escape backwards.
Guaguaguaguagua
I started casting the clasp of the lightning free spear. The energy in the spear intensifies, and the phantom keeper becomes more intense. The alternate identities that were not subjected to phantom limbs were repelled more than half the time after connecting one second to three seconds of the minefield. Then one of the identities surrounding me laughed.
"Mwahaha, a lightning rod! Did you learn everything you need to learn?"
"Don't get cocky!"
I gripped it and gathered the power of the Lightning Spear together. With the concentration of the mind, the basic textures of Lan (27396;), I (25295;), and Charles (21049;) were engraved in my head. With focus, herbicides became more precise and faster, and typically the storm on Chang Island made this chapter a death zone. Like a windmill, every time I get self-immolated, I tear it apart.
Phew!
"Ugh…!!"
I take a deep breath in the sudden attack. It was because one of the identities that suddenly appeared like a middle-climber hit my face. I managed to hold on with the escape pod, but my head is numb. If it had been a bit stronger, it would have been a strong enough attack to return the cervical spine as it is.
At the same time, the self-immolators chant in unison.
[Blasting Wind Wind and Wind)!]
And as promised, the water poured out like rain, kicking, kicking, and slamming. Self-inflicted from all sides.
[territory]!]
"Hehe."
Bubble Bug
[Longitude Park.]
I stopped one attack, and a kick flew in from the other and kicked me in the stomach. I looked through the window, but there was nothing there.
[Lake (179804; 27929;).]
"Oops."
Swinging the spear brings the knee up from underneath.
Per hundred million
[Jang Heung (£35037; £25499;)]
As you step back, the treadmill hits the ground simultaneously.
Qajik
[Pilot (Note: 27852; Number).]
Elbows stabbed your back as if you were waitin 'with your waist down.
The self-immolations kindly recited their names in turn and began to beat me. He grabbed my arm and legs and tried to break them. The stuffy thing had the same level of proficiency as the maiden class, so I couldn't escape once I allowed geography.
If I hadn't pushed my self-defense into a state of ignorance, I would have been beaten to death.
[Wallpaper (± 29863; ).]
Cuckoo.
The blow of the gingiva bruised my chin from below up. I fainted for a moment.
Furverbuck
"Ahhhh."
I couldn't concentrate on the whimpering, screaming. I was using the massive inner air to lift my escape pod, but I could see the stars in front of me. I've barely figured out why I'm being distracted.
"Vee, damn it... I can't tell the difference between the body and the body!" And since I can change my position at my own disposal... '
Unmatched estimates of self-replication I've ever seen! Lee Kwang was also able to perform a self-immolation, but he could not mobilize such precision, numbers, technique and vanity. I was beaten for a while, and I burst my inner air with the bulge of my foot.
Guaguava
[Ooooo!!]
I blew up the reaper at the same time. Flashes flashed out from the center of my body and destroyed the identities. At the end of the process, I was able to confront my self-immolation again, and the martyr's self-immolation was leaning against the tree with his arms folded shut.
The magician who was watching me burst open said as if it were interesting.
"You're qualified for cerebral neonatal licensing. And that's a lot of internal air. Interesting. Hahaha..."
I saw the magician grinning and grinning. I didn't think so, but the existence of the magician was really dimensional. He didn't want to avoid Miho without thinking about fighting.
It was only two halves of power, but I couldn't even touch it because the level was different between adults and children. It's even more painful to be hit for a long time with weak power.
"Huff... why."
"What? Why?"
As the Lion bent his head, I growled.
"Why are they after us after all this time? I don't want anything to do with the Bavarian Church."
"Haha... I guess so."
The Divine Magician's identity was slightly diminished. Even though he had been wearing his self and figure for a long time, his density seemed to have faded. However, he said he did not consider himself disadvantageous.
"The crucifixion you have found is a pure crucifixion that holds a prototype. It's the only way we can do business."
"A prototype?"
"Yes, so follow me gently. Follow me and I won't kill you."
"There are more miserable things in the world than death."
"Hahaha... Why do you use dragons?"
The smile of the Witch Doctor's self-immolation reappears. I sighed deeply, thinking I couldn't do it anymore.
"Phew. I can't."
"What don't you mean?"
"I was too arrogant. You're trying to save me the trouble."
"What...?"
I breathed without answering. Brain light appeared in my eyes.
Brain name!
Phew!
At the end of the sentence, my body moved at a tremendous speed and cut the neck and limbs of my body. Probably at a rate that was unresponsive to the power of self-immolation. The Lion's self-immolation was unbelievable when he saw the scar on his body, and then he turned to me. And he said in a trembling voice.
"You... can't be... mistaken..."
"Shut up and get lost."
Puréng
And the identity of the Magistrate disappeared. I sighed, lowering the bruising of my whole body with the breath of H'Tao Kumhee.
"Damn... damn strong. I'm not giving you time to observe."
When I learned that it was the second most powerful identity of the Mage, I tried to draw out his skill, rather than destroy it with power. After defeating his identity, the body was fine, so he wanted to find out at least some technical information. However, I felt like I was going to die because I was so much hit by the apocalypse that I had to defeat him quickly using one of the two main boilers.
'This is bad.'
The Howler noticed that I know how to use the Brainy of War. Lee told me that the brain death was a very special technique, and that only a fraction of the cerebral neonatal transfers that were scattered in the Middle East were transferred. He also added that cerebral neocortex is always ahead of body fluids due to the presence of brain death. The hostility to the 'brainstorm' of the haughty will usually go beyond the ordinary.
Kugu gu!!
On the other hand, you hear a massive noise of destruction in the perimeter. Until now, an enormous surge of energy has erupted, striking back like a hammer. The attack contained a clear feeling of fury, which led to a feeling of wrath.
However, the fact that the alter ego with the power to do 2 is gone means that he can only do 8 now. Identity is a very convenient technique, but it is not used well in actual combat. It loses that much energy to the extent that chi's self-immolation is destroyed. It was impossible to recover the lost energy from self-immolation in a single moment.
Woohoo -!!
After a short while, the cult's ritual was over and the seal was strengthened even more. I leaned against the tree thinking I was about to sigh. Miho came down from the altar of consciousness.
"Well done. Our lives were at stake, and you stopped us."
I leaned against the tree and said, "I'm exhausted."
"He's a monster. What if we put an eight-power alter ego in here?"
Miho smiled because I was worried.
"Don't worry. The consequences of this encounter can be perfectly prevented. At least we can survive the day because the three high magicians sacrificed the bill."
"Is the outcome a day?"
"Yes. We'll have to do something about it."
Miho looks back at the Western Ambassador as he says.
"Chung, do you have any good ideas? You've just seen the power of a Howler, but there's nothing you can do about that monster."
"Hmm. Obviously a magician is a supernatural person. If he attacks, no one here can last more than 50 seconds."
Ambassador Seosan was also conscious and saw the skill of the magician with his own eyes. He pondered for a moment.
"I think I need to go to the ruins beneath the trenches."
"Ruins?"
"Follow me."
We followed Ambassador Seosan to the rubble building behind the brigade. There was a pile of stones that seemed to have been made a long time ago. Ambassador Seosan stopped somewhere while passing through the grass among the rubble. Then I shouted.
"Gal!"
Kur Leung
Then the ground splits apart in front of him, and there is a massive landing heading underground. I opened my mouth, of course. You didn't think about it at all, but it was hidden on this mountain? Miho looks at the western ambassador with sharp eyes and says.
"You tricked me. No, this whole mountain was a ruin."
Mount Manishan, more than 150 chapters high.
Inside this mountain was a vast secret space and ruins.
"I'm sorry. But this secret is so important, I couldn't tell you."
Miho is dying.
"Yes, I don't want you to die, too. Is that clear? You should be thanking that bastard."
"Follow me."
"Hmph!"
Jubbuck Jubbuck
The four of us slowly went downstairs. The light was fine when the well summoned the flame, and Miho summoned the torch to reveal it. The Western Ambassador, who was standing in the front, said.
"I'm telling you, I don't know if there are any chillies here or not. It's just that this place is a very ancient ruin. And there's even the evil Qi."
"Madness?"
"I think it's a ruin that was built long before the Veteran's Battery was built. After all these years, there just happened to be a floodgate up there.This ruin's shape and form is very different from what we know."
"Don't be silly. Go quickly. That monster will never break the seal."
Jubbuck...
I was caught up in the strangeness. I'm sure it's my first time here, but it feels like I've been here before. After walking down the stairs for a long time, I was surprised to find out why.
"......!!"
"What's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing."
I calmed my surprised heart.
So this stairwell, or the sculptures around it, are all very similar to what you saw in the ruins of demand! I didn't realize the location and humidity were completely different, but this was clearly designed by the same person who created the ruins of demand.
I was so convinced. A few moments later, a large cavity emerges, and an ancient chamber is being built around it. It was much larger and larger than the ruins of demand. However, all the pieces and jars I could see were similar to what I had seen.
Then Ambassador Seosan climbed onto the Altar. He sighed and said.
"This is the end of the ruins. As you can see, nothing was found. No books or decent artifacts have been found. If anything, it's that monument."
A memorial stone was erected in front of the altar.
It had a goldfish engraved on it.
"Hmm."
At that moment, I felt something more vivid coming in than standing in front of the ruins of demand. It was like a giant hand was forcing my brain to explode. I also felt that something as a human being was being eaten away.
After feeling faint for a moment, I looked at the memorial stone.
'Read.'
Surprisingly, unlike when I had previously interpreted just a few adrift words in the ruins of demand, I was able to read more than two lines this time. I watched calmly and learned one thing.
[Before this... the Guardian... the Crucible... the Obtainer... sprinkles blood... onto the altar... the Chamber of Sacrifices... the Guardian... comes from... the Moon... to be cleansed of dirt... from the afterlife... with water... the Sun... Storm... of the Moon... to be born... of a great... oath... of love... of great blood...]
It seemed clear that the blood was sprinkled on the altar.
There is a 'room of sacrifice', and it is likely that it is a test to obtain the quill.
At the same time, I thought about it.
Can we really get through this?
Of course, the challenges of demand can be easily passed in today's country. However, it is because of the death of spiders, their appearance, their strength, and their attack method several times. If I fought the Guardians without any information, my chances of death would be sharply increased.
What was fortunate about this place was that there were a number of magicians, including Miho. I clear my mind and call the group.
"Just listen to me for a second."
I explained that I interpreted the contents of the memorial stone, and that sprinkling blood on the altar led to the Guardian, and that the Guardian's protection was likely to be kept on Sunday. All three who heard the explanation did not conceal their surprise.
Kung
Especially the western ambassador was frightened enough to grip the buttocks in place.
"These... these ruins have been around since the time of my ancestors to know, and since then, there have been countless studies of the great currents of the earth and scholars. But no one could interpret the Goose of the Memorial Stone. And you're telling me you interpreted it?"
"I don't know, but yes. If you sprinkle blood on the altar, you'll find out."
"Hmmm. How powerful is that monster, the Guardian?"
"The guardian I dealt with was strong enough to kill me. But I don't know how strong the Guardians are elsewhere. It's clear that a monster can't last 50 seconds at the level of a normal peak master and can be eaten."
Miho, who was listening to me, looked beyond the altar and said,
"I think you're right. I feel an unusual Qi behind the wall. There must be some kind of horse."
"... Hmm. But if that is the Guardian of Chilyo, what is the Chilyo that can defeat and gain?"
"What are you trying to say?"
"I've heard of the Twelve Minutes of Poor Winning, so I don't know much about the Seven Yos. The Seven Seas exist in this land of interest, and the other Seven Gun Swords are in the same land. But what's Chilyo doing here?"
"......"
That was definitely weird. Did you really think there was another unknown Chilyo underneath this rebellion? But for over a thousand years, I didn't understand that no one had discovered or even noticed.
Miho is most interested in this, and she rolls her head. After a while, Mi-ho, who was looking at something, said.
"Hundred Hundred. Tell me all about the memorial stone. Maybe there's a clue."
I told Miho all the details of the memorial stone that I could interpret. Miho, who was listening to it, said as if he knew.
"Okay, fine. This is the real month."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Miho smiles.
"Do you know the Three Sons of Genesis?"
"I don't know."
"It's Amateras Okami and Sasano? 21978;), Tsukuyominomikoto (? 8). And what I'm describing in the monument has something to do with the birth of the triplets."
"......!!"
Miho smiled.
"Hahaha! I thought it was strange. Why is Dong-young, the heavenly wife of the earth, so busy? Ultimately, the same thing existed a very long time ago, and the legend just crossed over in turn. leaving behind only seven new prophets who become the main constituent."
"That's..."
"From the beginning, the Thousand Gun Blade was here, not Dongyoung. And the only leverage he had to get out of here was to defend the Motherland."
"Didn't you say you disappeared during the Genfei War?"
"It wasn't there from the beginning. Maybe the octopus or the octopus is a hypothetical creature that has been attached to the thousandth millennium with a proper machete. Otherwise, the Mainland Woman has ruled beside the Emperor for decades, and she can't even find traces of Chilyo."
Miho's hypothesis was ridiculous, but it was the most plausible story at the moment. Above all, it is hard for anyone to guess except Miho, who is drawn to heaven and closest to the mythological secrets of Dongwon Land.
Miho continued.
"And in light of that, it's possible that the Guardian was described as the Ancient Creative Izanaginomicoto. It means he was called" the old one. "That explains everything!"
Miho jumps up and down with joy. However, his dream of returning to the kingdom of heaven after obtaining the seven yos came before my eyes, and I couldn't help but rejoice. But I carefully told Miho because I couldn't be happy.
"Mi-ho."
"Why?"
I swallowed a saliva and said:
"I don't know about the Triangle or Izanagi... but does it mean that if we drop blood on this altar, Izanagi, the founder and founder, will be summoned as a guardian and attack us?" "
"......"
The boy is silent.
My lips trembled with awkwardness.
'That's why these ruins are dozens of times wider than the ruins of Makkah.'
It must be because the size or power of the guardian that will appear is nothing compared to the size of a giant spider. How should we measure the power of the ancient being, called the Genesis?
Now I realize I have a choice to make.
Somehow, Moon, will you break the seal of the Thousand Gun Blade and fight the Guardians to win?
If not, find another way.
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