Reincarnated Swordmaster

I'm dizzy.

That's all I could think about when the fighting started. I was in a state of understanding, watching these incredibly fast superheroes as I tuned in to the fighting experience of the fighter ship today - but their beginner exchanges were so confusing.

A chapter of the doctrine of the Church came crashing down in front of Dongbin Lee. The amount of tension summoned by the bishop in Mandara was different from the amount of tension summoned by the Magi. At least a dozen times faster and stronger. Otherwise, as soon as Dongbin fled into the moonlight, the tension blew away the entire mountain nearby.

Kukwabang

Before the sound of the mountains crumbling, the bishop and Dongbin shared the workshop at a terrifying pace about a day's walk away. A battle so close to impossible to see or observe, even for a superhero!

The blade line was trying hard from the meadow to see if it could not keep up. He had already predicted that this fight would be the worst, and the best enemy would emerge.

Dongbin's physical heavenly host gathered the grain and recreated it, crushing the mandala of the churchmaster, and each time hundreds of thousands of swords were poured out. The bishop immediately accepted the girl's inspection as if he was confident in the struggle.

Thud

Every ray of light that has been broken into a miraculous trajectory has just as much potential as the ultimate master's special attack. Whether they wanted to prove their prediction, one of the insults that had flown out of the workshop in a second fell into the Falling Yang Castle, and within a few minutes, about fifty of the inspection had completely blown away by photoinflammation and the storm.

"Oh, even though the battle for the super heroes is called genius compensation..."

It had only been a tenth of a second since the apostolic priest and his sister Bean began to fight. However, the altar has been destroyed for a long time, the entire imperial palace has been destroyed, and the mountains near the Fallen Goat have vanished by five or six! I realized that this was the true struggle of apostles, and that the current bishop or concubine could be a match for running.

Schiscan

While the battle between Dongbin and the Christian Church was escalating, a ghost flew out of nowhere and instantly slashed the church's waist. The churchgoer glares at you, his fingers flick off, striking the air, and the next moment, the air is torn, and Lee Jing-woon bounces off.

"Ugh."

Lee Chung Un was able to block the attack with both hands, but he seemed to have a slight injury to his arm. The bishop mutters as if laughing.

[I'd aim for a glitch in the cerebral cortex... if only I were human...]

Athletics

Ouille

Reverse Heaven

The Church's attack has begun.

Jiaying

Tens of pages of space seemed to be drawn, and a strange mandala appeared around Lee Jing 'an. Lee Chung Un immediately realized what it was and applied his conscientiousness to eliminate Mandara. However, I followed him directly to the place of Lee Chung Un, as if I knew where Lee Chung Un is, who exerts his mind. That was also the feast of the Three Days.

Lee Chung Un exclaimed annoyingly.

"You make sense of what I've developed. It's unlimited power, so it's probably best to use it!"

Boom!

Then, Lee Chung Un summoned the sphere () that was in front of him and crashed into Mandara to eliminate it. They met the feasts of the Apostolic Age and dismissed the Mandara. I felt frustrated because I had just known that the reverse heavenly world was one of the eight great possibilities of the Seven Arms that Lee Chung Un had uncovered.

"As expected, the bishop can learn to steal from the Lords of the Throne Corps..."

If only time had passed, the churchmaster would have gained complete mastery of the seven oceans discovered by Lee Chung Un. However, I heard Lee Chung Un say that he could borrow only the rough form, but the true power could not be exercised. If the bishop could use misunderstandings as a free material, he would almost lose even the sword girl bin.

[Judge!]

About a hundred seconds from that!

Violent battles continue. The prince who was in uniform was faster and stronger than she was the last time she fought Dongbin, and launched a swift and precise attack that could not be compared to running. As the bishop began to take overwhelming violence, eight halves of the attack became covered by Wong Dong Bin and Lee Chung Un avoided the other two halves. It was definitely being pushed.

Can't he win?

In the battles of thousands of crazed brainstorms and swords, I became frustrated when Lee Chung Un was no more helpful than I thought. Obviously, he is the greatest genius and greatest advocate of all time in the brain, and he only relieves her of the burden. But when she read my frustration, she said to me,

[Yeon, Lee Chung Un is a superhuman. Being in charge of one axis in this fight is beyond human limits. If he hadn't lightened the burden, I would have been greatly pushed.]

Ugh... I know, but...

[Even Fire Dragon Summoning is meaningless against such a Martial Master. I can't afford to summon the Fire Dragon because I don't have enough latency.]

She muttered with confidence.

[The bishop is too strong. This is a time-saving strategy.]

Yes?

I was surprised.

Lady Bean is using her sword as her personal shield, the power of Monday, and the power of the entire Seal without pity. I thought I could defeat him, so I didn't know what the current situation was.

Dong Bin calmed down.

[The more the war, the more disadvantageous I will be. We have to hold out.]

[What are you talking about? Even if I have to spend every Monday and National Seal, I have to win...]

[Softener. Your inner circle is depleted at last, and you have already drawn more than half of its power. Don't make me talk anymore.]

The girl who said that focused on the battle again. I realized one thing from the look of her.

The power of the current Catholic Church has surpassed even the ballot!

The fighting strength of the fighters equipped with the best troops was limited. Every second she spends in battle, she can't produce any more output because the mountain is too strong to collapse.

Perhaps that is how Madosa, blessed by God, reached the Demon King.

"Damn it... damn it!!" '

I felt anger, overwhelmed by an unknown injustice. It was not a harsh outrage against the reality that she could not defeat the bishop. This anger was caused by the incredible disparity in the heavenly world that exists between man and God.

What's the point of being a free man if you're going to do this?

What's the point of drinking if you're going to do this?

Even the ultimate shaman and martial arts were crushed by the blessings of the old ruler at once!

But I also felt a slight surprise reading her combat experience. Surprisingly, Dongbin once fought an enemy equal to the current monk! Even though she's never fought a runner in her life. So, Dong Bin faced the power of an unsurpassed churchgoer and did not seem to be embarrassed.

"Giant"? '

The Evil Giant who fought the Queen in the hills! Its existence seemed to refer to the most powerful monstrosity that caused chaos in the world in the Manhattan 1,000 years ago. She who had miraculously defeated and sealed the giant dragon in a muddy life battle was truly a battlefield.

Kukwabang

[Huff...]

It was just then. It was a short moment, but I could feel the bishop staggering backwards and shaking greatly. It was for reasons outside the battle, not because of Dong Bin and Lee Chung Un's union. I could see the confused eyes of a young man.

However, there was no way she could miss that opportunity, and she charged without thinking of any reason.

[Take it!]

The Slow Sword Method

Heart <UNK> ⁄

Intangible Blade

For the first time, it felt like an independent inspection that did not belong to the physical world. Or should I say that she is the culmination of the spleen that we use before our fateful enemies? Soon, something that could not be used by the Black River appeared in the air, and was advanced to the monarch, splitting the space-time continuum.

Pashhh!

The bishop notices the advancement of the Intangible Sword, but the response is delayed. That's why a large sword was carved on my left arm without evading or defending the intangible sword. Of course, the injury did not mean much to the immortal monk, but the monk was even more embarrassed.

Oh, my...

[What a waste!]

Dong Bin attacks as she rages. Somehow, the amount of air distribution that had been the perfect itself so far was blurred and even dispersed. Of course, it was a minor disadvantage that was unnoticed by ordinary unarmed people, but the sword girl was on the verge of stabbing the disadvantage.

Suddenly, the game changed and became a plot for the bishop to retreat. If she were alone, she wouldn't have been able to stab even if she knew the current shortcomings. However, it was because of Lee Ji-hyun, who is repeating his fall with a cerebral bride, that makes her more relaxed because the church nerves were distributed.

"Be prepared, Bishop!"

However, I could see that Lee Chung Un's condition was not so good.

'Tired.'

Even Lee Chung Un would never have been able to use the cerebral body as continuously and maximally as possible. Every small-scale attack by the Church had the potential to destroy mountains, and even flew according to the mysteries of the Pentecost, so Lee Chung Un had to concentrate all his power on avoiding it. As a result, Lee Chung Un's physical strength and spirit faced limitations, even though he had an infinite number of internal commandments.

My mind was focused on the martial arts of Dong Bin. The sword he was unfolding was an extreme sword, so he was continuing to show me a new path. A continuous sword, even a beautiful dance, was advancing to win the power of the Church.

It was at last the moment when the girl's sword struck the wrath of the Catholic Church.

Boom!!

(Grunting)

[Huff.]

The bishop and the concurrent concierge scream and bounce off. The bishop was bleeding from his neck to see if his shield had broken and he had suffered major injuries, and there was a great horror engraved on his chest. Furthermore, whether the spirit of the Sword of Fire prevented his recovery, he was unable to stop the bleeding at all.

However, Dongbin was also in serious condition. He looks at the half-edged blade and says depressingly.

[Master, I knew... you couldn't hold out much longer...]

The Fang Blade is broken in half. The Sword of Fire Blade, the great master swordsman of the fighting pits, couldn't be broken. Why is this happening? We did not know the details of the situation before and after, but it was clear that the sword line had lost its power and was fatally weakened.

[Cough... cough... cough...]

The bishop vomited a cough mixed with blood, saying.

[It's meaningless... really... meaningless.]

[......]

He stares into the air in a void.

[Sword line. You never pierced my stench in the first place... and my sword was broken...]

[... Yes.]

[This fight is supposed to be my victory. Do you admit...]

She remained silent for a while and replied.

[Admit it.]

[Heheheh! Cough... big... Heheheh... Hahahaha!!]

The bishop burst the optic mill and said in a mourning tone.

[The old ruler was not satisfied with the humans of the Fallen Lamb... He asked me to give him the priests of my own church who could be precious to me... Because he was an evil god... I was willing to sacrifice myself only to torment the mortal...]

[......]

[I am a great sinner... every slaughter... but I don't even feel guilty.] Because I'm a human being.]

It was not his own will that the Sovereign Church publicized them as a group, but the request of the old ruler. The Sovereign Church said in a grim voice.

[Do you hear me, Hundred Hundred Hundred?]

At that moment, she gave me back my body. With the help of the Queen Dowager, I responded openly into the air.

"I'm listening."

[Heheh... Was my dream a fiction from beginning to end...?]

What should I answer that question?

I felt overwhelmed by a feeling I couldn't say anything about.

The bishop was a wicked man, but his motive was an absolute choice for many happiness. I could even feel the guilt of sacrificing the Soviets.

'Ah.'

I realized the contradiction I had so far.

I didn't hate the parishioner that much. If I had met the Bavarian in my first life, and if I had been influenced by the Baptist - I might have been a natural supporter of his ideas. It was just a matter of who I met first.

I don't know why, but I felt like I was going to cry. He suppressed the tears.

"It's no illusion."

[Really...?]

"Yes."

[Thank goodness...]

The bishop seemed to smile. It was a face that had lost its human form because of the chaos of its magic, but I was able to see that for some reason.

Pass

The body of the churchgoer was slowly scattered into chaos. It starts to scatter with black powder from the tip of the body. It was strange that Dongbin was not critically wounded because she couldn't reach the disgust after the last blow.

The bishop said in a compassionate voice.

[You look like me...]

The parishioner's extinction rate was accelerating. It meant something other than this battle had hit the monarch badly. He said that he was hopeless because he had been surprised by someone and his dream disappeared.

"......"

[Watch out for the Twelve Gospels...]

He soon disappeared into chaos.

That was the end of the Vatican.

I stared into the void for a long time at the disappearing wreckage of the Vatican.

'It must have been the enemy.'

It must have been an enemy, but I didn't expect it to feel so awkward and pathetic. What did I want to do? Did it not matter if they were killed by the parishioner? When I stopped because I was confused myself, she told me.

[Yeon... hurry down to the ground. I have already used up the entire history of the Seal and have spent more than 8 months of my strength, so I can no longer maintain the shameless technique. You also have internal injuries as you scrape all the way to the bottom.]

"Yes."

[The battle is over for a while. Save yourself.]

Finally, she also left my body. I hurriedly came down from the air and set foot on the ground. One day, Lee Jing Un was next to me, and he said to me with very tired eyes.

"Looks like the darkness of this Fallen Lamb has cleared up a bit since you defeated the parishioner."

It was as he said. The unknown dark blue fog was dim a mile in advance, and it was obvious that there was a rare field of view. It was slow to expand the influence of the old ruler because he destroyed the altar and eliminated the Pope who was the master of consciousness.

But I couldn't make sense and told Lee Chung Un.

"Why did the monk lose?"

"That's..."

Lee Chung Un silenced as he opened his mouth. Then he clenched his fist tightly.

"It's them..."

Swook

Two human beings appeared in an empty space outside about a dozen pages. One of them looked quietly this way and said.

"Well done."

He was Miyamoto Musashi, who was the best master of Young-young and the best of the twelve.

And there beside him was a man in a dog's clothing, laughing.

"Congratulations on being a hero, Hundred Hero!"

Twelve shares.

In one hand, he had a familiar head. The headache on his head was dumbfounded to make sure he felt little pain at the time of death.

It was the head of a Soviet socialist.