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After that, I brought Eastern Defense to the Trembling Song. Eastern integrity seemed surprised to me when I put it in my armor and accompanied him, but I felt surprised when I took a sudden dip in his blood.
"No...!!"
Pa 'at
He tried to express a sudden occult internal airspace, but my side was much faster. I quickly sealed the internal air again, taking his 16 blood notes using the golden method of a hundred and eighty Fahrenheit spike. Finally, as the Confederacy squatted, I glanced at him calmly.
"I can't completely forbid an internal air of your size with the Deep Tide. Now that you know that, I'm sure you've had some time off, but it's different now. With the secret technique of a hundred and eighty-eight Fahrenheit needles, I can't escape because I breathed my inner air into it."
"Ugh, that's ridiculous..."
The Eastern Integrity tried to boost its inner airspace, but it became a weary expression running through the heavy winter. It will be embarrassing because the air will not come up in the fourth millennium. I smiled and said.
"Give it up. It's a nice place with fresh air and clear water. Enjoy your stay." "
"You...!! What the hell are you doing? Give me back my inner circle!"
"You don't understand."
Swook
My right to protection rested on his forehead. Feeling threatened, the Eastern Integrity stops struggling and shuts up. Although it was a simple gesture of goodwill, he realized the power of his head would burst as he smashed it. I said, unraveling the privilege.
"Lee Gwang wanted to lock you in a torture chamber and sweep the grounds for a long time. But it was so inhumane that we agreed to just refrain from internal affairs and keep her here. Say thank you to the Antichrist."
"Son of a-- son of a bitch. Why are you doing this to me? I didn't do anything wrong!"
"Don't worry. I don't intend to keep him locked up for 10 million years. I'll release you when the time is right."
"Ugh... this one..."
Eastern integrity gave a sick voice, but she was unable to use the inner air, so she stayed in a place of trembling music. In the future, he would use medicine for fancy songs.
Was that too much? '
However, from the point of view of Confederacy, the damage was unilateral. I felt a little sorry, but I was willing to release the brain kidneys later when they opened up and had power. I put Eastern Integrity in my lodging and went to Mangrove.
"Did the story go well?"
"Lee Gwang-soo agreed."
"I see."
He said as if he was satisfied.
"Are you ready to go to the Vailian Church as a lion?"
"Of course."
Talking about telescopes, bi-lights, and cerebral neonatal dignitaries, they came together to negotiate the opening of the cerebral neonatal cortex. And while discussing who should go to the lion, the prospect suggested that I would be the best, Lee Gwang reviewed the proposal and accepted it and sent it to the song along with the results of the Oriental Council.
Mangosteen said.
"You are the master of boiling lights, so it's best to resign at any time. There can't be a better line than you."
"Hmm, so now we have to go to sensitivity?"
I've never been to the sensible side since I was born. When I scratched my head because I thought I had to do it again, the telescopes shook my head.
"No. It's crazy to go to the Vailian front door. Rather, let's use the back roads and take Celia with us."
"What do you mean?"
"From now on, you can go to Falling Yang."
Falling sheep?
I thought I heard something, but it made sense to me when I heard the despair.
"The lion of the Vailian lion is closest."
Pa 'at
I arrived at Fall Yang shortly. I appeared in the back alley with no people, and soon I came out on the side of the road, and a little walk showed me the front door of Hans Segar. I cautiously approached you because I knew there were other masters ambushing me besides the gatekeepers guarding the gates of Hanssega.
Soon the gatekeeper asked me.
"Kid, who are you?"
I answered as I had heard from the Grimm.
"I'm a guest from the most secret of places."
"Ah…"
Then the gatekeeper looks a little surprised and runs inside. After a while, the gatekeeper came back and said,
"I will escort you to your home, as our lesser family is waiting."
I followed the gatekeeper inside. It was Hans Segar who stopped by for a while, but I couldn't walk easily because of the aura of the ambushed eaters and masters everywhere. I smiled bitterly at the same time.
"Did I tell you in the past that I was the belly of this gall bladder? I can't believe it. '
Soon after arriving at the annex, I went into the room, and Han Jinsung, the owner of Hanssi Sega, was waiting there. I have seen Hanjin several times, but perhaps he will be my first face. As I sat across from him, Han Jinsung said.
"You have a valued guest. How are you, Lord?"
As I heard from Manganese, the anti-celestial blindness seemed to be receiving the help of Hanxue Sega. Although it is originally difficult to work in secret in Falling Yang due to the nature of anti-celestial blindness, Han Se Se can get a lot of information without being exposed. Of course, the network was paying a certain amount of money for the Hanci Tax.
It was a so-called symbiotic relationship, but the dominant authority was in Hanci Sega. I thought about it and slowly told Han Jin-seong.
"How are you?"
"What brings you here today?"
His elegantly answering appearance was handsome enough to be even in Songkok or half. He is considered one of the most handsome men in the world for a reason.
"Not only that, but I was wondering if you could release the bridge."
"What bridge are you talking about...?"
I looked at Hanjin and said.
"I have something I want to say to the monk myself. Be that bridge."
"......!!"
Han Jinsung looked surprised. Then he replied.
"I don't know what you're talking about. The Soviet Church is in the Liberty of Sensibility, so you should go there."
Again, this was just as the telepathy said. Manganese knew that Hanssega was a family of legislators and meta-humans of the Bavarian Church, but Hanssega never revealed it and will never reveal it again. I glanced around and sent him a message.
It's the work of the brain. It's the work of the socialist. It's not a joke, so please answer me.]
"......"
Hanjin's face turned pale for a moment. He said as if he was thinking about something.
"What is your guest's full name?"
"It's a hunk."
"Lord Baek Ung. Please come with me."
He took me to the patronage of Hanssega. And there was a doll-like, black haired girl who looked like a doll, as I had seen before. The girl who was walking through the unpopular garden answered bluntly when she came to Hanjin Sung.
"Jinsung, what's the matter? Didn't I tell you to take care of the anti-angelic lion thing?"
Hanjin's lips sprouted. It was to send a message to her. After a while, the Heralds of Han Jinsung sharpened the girl's eyes and looked at me strongly.
"... who are you? What the hell is a demigod trying to tell us?"
I knew that what was right in front of me was Hanoi, one of the three great advocates and leader of the Phantoms. It may be greater than Yi Kwang, but it was an absolute master of the shelf class who gained the infinite inner aerial throne. Of course, it would be a miracle for me to stand up to her for a hundred seconds.
I hurried to say it before the Hundred Commandos jumped.
"I am White Tiger. And as you've heard, I want to talk to you about cerebral neocortex and the mysticism of socialism."
"Son of a bitch... If you keep talking nonsense, you won't survive."
Thump
At that moment, I could see the shape-shifting Qi emanating from the Hundred Spirits rushing out and clutching my spirit. I couldn't move because of the feeling of my whole body being covered in spider silk.
The shape-shifter!
This was a dimension different from living with cilantro, and it was a unique ability to be generated using the spirit. If it was emitted in the form of an intangible life form, it could cast Heart Attack 21373 on those with weak minds, and it could suppress those with weak minds. Above all, the fear of invisibility was that we could not afford it with the strength of our will, so we could fall to our knees and die without even trying.
However, I have been practicing for a long time and have heard from Lee Kwang about the reality of the intangible, so I know how to respond. I gathered energy from the apex of my head and concentrated my periodic Qi in a straight line, and I was able to open my eyes and overcome the pressure of the shapeless.
Paang
"Oh…?"
As I freed myself from the bonds of the Unstoppable, the Hundred Commandos stared at me with their eyes wide open. Han Jinsung was also looking at me with astonishing eyes. I said, vomiting a mild cough, as I had just sustained a slight internal injury.
"Cough... it's not nonsense."
"Hmm."
It seemed like he was thinking clearly.
"Can a demigod play a master like you? No... You don't seem to have a reaction, but you're quite good at your age and internal skills. Whose disciple are you?"
Questions and questions were poured out at once. I knew most of it was monologue, but I replied first.
"I'm a pupil and a member of the anti-celestial coup."
"Yi Kwang! Indeed... he raised a disciple like you."
"Can you hear the story?"
"......"
The commander said he was worried.
"I'll listen to you after I test your skills."
Boo Woong
At the same time, two swords were drawn from somewhere in the garden and were in the hands of a hundredfold. I swallowed a dry saliva because I knew the moment the twin swords were swinging, there would be power to travel. Especially when the rainy night camp unfolds, I will neither escape nor stop it, and I will die.
"Keep it in your hands."
"Hehe, would anyone do anything for a kid like you? Take it."
A hundredfold smiled lightly, waving one hand. At the same time, twelve massive blasts of gale gushed out and surrounded me. I had never seen a sword scroll like this, so I hurriedly escaped the membrane using the technique of the Forward Wheel, and after five steps, a light sword flew to me.
Ka Kang!
I prevented the covert blow, but the power in it was so great that I pushed back two more steps. A few moments of vibration resonates as I hit the pillar behind my back, and I push my strength back to the ground as I tread on it again.
Idiot
Once again, the sword flew out of the right hand of a hundredfold. This time I thought it was a drooping, slow attack, but soon I realized it was a murderous density of swords. Then he calmly poured out a hundred vinegar by his side using a fleshy sword from the bottom of his limb and corrected his posture.
When we stopped about a dozen beginners here, the commander smiled joyfully.
"Hahaha! Amazing. It depends on the tomb of swordsmanship. How could there be such a description in the world?"
"This is my tribe. Please withdraw your attack."
"Sure, you're pretty good."
Shhh.
A hundred commanders picked up their swords and scattered them far away. She draws her weapon and crosses her arms.
"Let's hear the story. What did you do with the brain stem and the small bishop?"
I only sighed and said:
"This time, Master Lee Kwang, the head of the cerebral neocortex, decided to open up. And so I came to Hansezega to tell the Libyan Church that."
"......"
Then he remained silent as if he could not believe it.
"Bullshit...? Are you sure that's what Lee said?"
"That's right."
"You're crazy. I never thought I'd kill Lee Gwang with my bare hands."
I was even more scared because there was no emotion in the words of a hundred-man nazi muttering. So far, it has been clear that he knew the existence of the brain kidney because of his affection.
But she was a man who could tell the difference between a history of engineering and science. If the order of the Hungarian subjugation comes, she will undoubtedly bring the power of the neophytes to destroy the brainstem.
But it shouldn't have happened. I said, looking straight at him.
"And he said one more thing."
"What is it?"
"We have a lead on how to treat the schizophrenia, so we don't want to interfere with the cerebral cortex after we open it."
"......!!"
"I want to negotiate."
The face of Han Jinsung, as well as White, changed strangely.
A hundred commanders stared at me and said.
"I can't believe it. Where the hell is Lee? I need to talk to him in person."
"Why can't you believe it?"
"You guys have a lead? What guarantee do we have that it's true? I'll make you realize the Soviets are not good enough to be swayed by such nonsense."
"Ugh..."
I was astonished and amazed. This is because the telemetry was as expected.
I told her as soon as she tried to use force against me.
"Why don't you give the brain kidneys one chance while the brain kidneys are guarding them to the end?"
This was the horse that promises me. I had to do everything here.
Unlike the others, the commander stopped without using his hands. She looked at me with a look of embarrassment and unpleasantness.
"What do you mean?"
"That's exactly what I said. When the neonates were expelled, the neonates did nothing. even with the death of a brain-dead magician."
"That's... that's..."
He was noticeably embarrassed. It's because she's been attacking her guilty conscience all along. I looked her in the eye and said,
"But in our brain nephrine, we didn't quite get that loyalty wrong. It's because I believe that the leader of the incarnate colony thought of him as a true friend. If we didn't think of neonates as potential companions, we wouldn't have a message here."
"......"
"You can kill me, but be straight with me. Are you sure you don't want to give your brain stem a chance?"
He stood slightly shocked. Han Jinsung seemed to have deep concerns. A hundred commanders replied after a long time.
"It's not like that."
"So you're giving us a chance?"
"Hmmm..."
A hundred men frowned and said.
"... good. If that's the case, I'll make you a seat."
"Thank you."
"I'll tell the Antichrist about the place and time later."
He spoke like a hundredfold.
"But just so you know, If the message is wrong or lies... or if the Lord does not acknowledge your existence, there is no choice. You will face the wrath of the Most Holy."
"I understand."
I grabbed her tightly and put my hand inside my armor. Then he slowly pulled out his twin swords from within.
Spiritual Twin Swords that Emit Jade Flame!
This was something I got from the mineshack, and I always wanted to use it. The Hundred Commander-in-Chief said with surprised eyes.
"What is that?"
"A duodenal sword with moist pyrogen fat. Two-Way Sword)."
"......!!"
"I would like to pay my respects in exchange for placing my legs on this bargain."
And when I politely hand out my jade twin swords to the Hundred, she takes it in a daze. A hundredfold sighed after sweeping the sword for a long time.
"Indeed... you are as fine a sword as my sword. If this is really a double-edged sword, the demigod gave me a very big gift."
"Will you take it?"
"Of course. I will make a bargain in my name."
"Thank you."
I felt that the job was over, so I tried to get out of it without hesitation. Then the commander summoned me.
"Hundred."
"Yes."
"You're a really good descriptor. Don't you want to come under me later?"
"......"
"It can also give you the place of the royal statue."
It seemed immense to discuss the crown jewel in one of the Moorish houses, but it was not. First, it was not a matter of buying a rice paddy because the golden strength of Hanssega was the lowest. It was also easy to put it in a position of power.
Moreover, the archaeologists are making money because of the distribution of money to Hanseongsaga. In addition, if the Bishop were to be healed, the Muslims would also be in control, so the proposal of the Hundred Commandments was not in vain.
But I said with a bloody smile.
"I like it this way."
"I see..."
I left Hanseonga with my back turned against a hundredfold. Then you return to the Antichrist and inform the network that the deal was a success. Then he said with great joy.
"Well done! It's been very difficult, but you've done well. With this, we'll have more help from Hanssi Sega."
"What should I do next?"
"Of course we should negotiate with the chiefs of the tetrarch."
Desperately, he smiled and handed over the next quest.
"Now go get your hands on the Shaman."
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I read a book on Munpia called North Hundred and Eighth Street, and the sad thing is... it's hard to climb this well-written nonconformity anymore.