Reincarnated Swordmaster

Toma's sudden offer. She replied without panic.

"I do. Will the rest of you do as I say?"

"Of course."

After waking up the stunned Black Horse and obtaining Chilma's consent, the Black Horse followed Toma to somewhere. Toma heads to the unpopular place and says to her,

"The Sword Horse. My master is Yongbyeon, leader of the Qin Fellowship."

She replied grudgingly. Because he was also sharing the information I had obtained through Obsidian.

"I see."

"Lord Yongbycheon, my master, is in deep trouble. If the Sovereign Lord would meet my master and help him, he would give up everything of my force, Suramun, and a great force would be on the side of the Sovereign Union."

If you don't know anything, something will be wrong. However, she is now aware of the massive flow of plumage, so she reacted calmly.

"I don't want to."

"......"

"I don't think it's time for me to try to expand my power through a dragonfly or something. Didn't you hear that? All I want is to seal off the ascent to the new order."

"Why are you blocking it?"

"There's no reason for me to tell you."

She stares at him.

"I'm not in enough shape to accept a clumsy trick. That's two lives, right?"

"Well, well."

"Madophama Toma will sleep here."

Shroud

Toma's eyes tremble as she draws her sword. You would not have expected the sword to try to kill itself. Tomas pulls out his survival instincts and suddenly kneels before him and shouts.

"I'm sorry! I dared to test you, so I'm going to die! Please save my life."

"Hmph..."

"I'll explain everything in detail here, so please let me go."

Then she hesitated as if she was holding her hand.

"Talk to me."

"My master, Dragon Bitcheon, recently found out that the Basilica of the Hungarian Church had fallen and that the Archbishop had died. That's why He tried to hide the remains of the medieval palace, but he felt strongly anxious because he lacked strength. Then the Soviet Union summoned Madoparma, so he asked me to work with the Soviet Union, so I came here before."

"Hold hands... that makes sense."

She mutters in ridicule.

"Very well. Lead me to the Dragon Gate immediately."

"Why... why?"

"I'd like to see you make an alliance with me."

"I understand."

Wheaties

It soon began to move along Toma with Jinzo, and Cheonwoojin's natural line was cut off from there. Then I heard the Black Horse's words through Sundanese phrases.

[Hundred. Jinzo and I will meet the Dragon Scroll.]

[Are you sure?]

[That's okay. You know why the Jegalsa tried us.]

[Call me anytime if you're in danger.]

[Okay.]

Pa 'at

We've lost communication with Sun-gu. I told the Jegalsa because I was worried.

"Maybe I should go help."

"You won't have to."

"......"

Isn't that a little bold?

"But she's really good at her job. Do I really have to call it Sapamurm? Brilliant brains, judgments, flexibility, and power... I should have tried to make you Lord again."

Zegalsa was amazed and said to Mangosteen,

"Hyun, why didn't you commit to the Moorish?"

Then Hope replied.

"I wasn't that interested."

"You're quite talented, and you know the customs of the East and West that surpass me, and you're the genius of the Armored Forces. I could have played with a bunch of dumb motherfuckers who only know how to use a knife. I would have made a lot of progress if I had done something like the Chungcheon Blind military. You could have destroyed the Mado Palm Gate by moving the Masters of the Heavenly Blind."

"Stop mocking me, uncle."

The retinue sighs.

"If you can imagine the evil and dark side of the world, how can you turn your eyes away from it?"

"But you did nothing but grace until the Hundred Hundred came. At best, I made fun of the guards, borrowed the sky and wisdom... and decided it was better than being a legion of soldiers?"

"......"

"So am I. The world was already ruined, so I didn't expect anything. It was an old idea."

Zegalsa, who spoke assertively, suddenly looked me straight in the eye.

"I'll give you a heads up. Until now, you have wasted your talents and time with a natural talent that dominates others. So if this stupid bald man asks you for help, don't be insensitive and just help him, okay?"

I trembled at Zegalsa's words.

"Jegalsa, what the hell are you doing? Why would you say that to me?"

"I'm not talking to you."

"Huh?"

Then the prospect next to me smiled bitterly.

"My uncle just advised us about our previous lives. To ourselves who will meet in the next life if you die."

"Ah!"

"It's hard to accept Obsidian easily in the first place. We have to lower our resistance like this."

"I see..."

My guts are killing me.

"You're a little behind on your wits in this life, aren't you? Do you admit it?"

"I admit it."

"But that's not because your skills and wisdom are behind me. I couldn't respond to the situation because I thought I was forcibly trying to take the life of the Hundred Hundred Hundred with my original 'telepathy' dream and dream."

"I know, on the other hand, he had no attachment to himself at all, so he easily switched to the idea of throwing everything away for victory in his former life." I couldn't because I was full of thoughts from the moment I left the Imperial Court. "

"Hehehe. The Hundred Hundred is not a shrew controlled by early promiscuity."

As Zegalsa chuckles, the telepathy speaks in a solemn voice.

"... even if we don't see the end of this life, we'll do better next time."

"I hope so."

Then Miho, who was watching next to him, said in a slightly heartfelt voice.

"You must have seen all the weirdos. Nothing's been solved yet, and what are you talking about like you've already lived your whole life?"

Zegalsa laughed.

"Gumiho, why don't you show some affection to Hung Woong beforehand?"

"Excuse me?"

"From now on, I really don't know. Let's just leave a note."

Miho said nervously, as if he understood what Jegalsa meant.

"Crazy bastard! That's quite a star you got there, Gwangseo."

"Thank you!"

Miho turns his head to me and says,

"Graceful. Never mind. It's better not to be in league with a madman who leaves a shitty beforehand."

"Hehehehe."

"......"

But I couldn't laugh at what they were throwing like jokes.

testament.

"Yes, I just left my last will and testament. '

Neither Delusions nor Jegar joked, but they were telling the truth. I have something to say in advance because I don't know how tomorrow will turn into a new life after I die. And that will be left in advance to suppress my feelings and cool down when I die. It's because I'm faster at reaching my goals when I lose less.

Is this the right way?

Is it right to seek humanity's salvation even though you know that all your colleagues are dead?

I was suddenly scared when I wanted to go.

This feeling was different from the fear it felt when [old ruler] or powerful beings met. Maybe I was afraid that my heart would fall into despair in the next moment.

"......"

No, I can't achieve anything with such weak thoughts.

Since it has begun, I must see the end. As I build my previous life, I will see new truths, and the results will help me find the best way. And if I stop, all my colleagues who have died for me will die as dogs.

'I won't give up.'

I've engraved the angles again.

We must keep our oath to stop the Apostles from destroying us.

It was about two seconds after the call came back from the gumma.

[Hundred Hundred. Can you hear me?]

[What happened?]

[Well... unexpected consequences. I'll be right there.]

She had an embarrassing voice. I was worried that the Black Horse might have been mauled by the Dragon Warrior.

Is he okay? '

As I was anxious, Jegalsa grinned.

"Huh-huh-huh. Has it been decided?"

"They're on their way."

"This is going to be a good one."

Fun spectacle?

It was shortly after I realized what Jegalsa meant.

Kuang

"Ugh... What are you going to do with me?!" "

"......"

I was tied to a beast and couldn't connect the words when I saw the face of the person who was kneeling before me. And I turned over his questions and looked at her and Jinzo with an unbelievable face.

"... Are you sure? Did you beat this guy?"

Jinseo-Chun then shrugged his spear behind his shoulder.

"A hundred. It wasn't one-on-one. The two of them joined forces and captured it in 500 seconds. That's why it's a little disrespectful."

"But... that's not the problem..."

She laughs.

"Hahaha! I'm sorry it seems like you've been sucking the food out of the anthem, but this is what you pay for, right?"

"Enough. No, it's overflowing."

I muttered, looking at the face of the captured.

"I can't believe you brought the Dragon Scroll."

The one who was kneeling before me was Yongbyeon, the patron saint of the spirit. There were three or four other elders who appeared to be noble elders around the dragon's cloth as well. I checked on them and asked the shepherd.

"Have you had any business?"

"Yes. He seems to be moving separately."

The mercenary who heard our conversation cried aloud.

"Him!! Don't touch her!!"

"Hmm."

I looked at the furious face of the dragon's rain.

Who knew this day would come?

I was so terrified in my tenth life, I could hardly believe I was on my knees.

'I have a long life ahead of me.'

I suddenly felt like the rope tied to the dragon's rainbow was a special material. So I asked the sword.

"Isn't this the last time you ever heard of a Pomeranian?"

"You mean the legendary rope that binds its purpose once you throw it? Haha... This rope is like that

It's no legendary treasure trove. It's just a strong rope. "

"What? But this one..."

"Hehe."

She smiles slightly.

"To be honest, we didn't win the war against the Lion of the First Age. He showed tremendous internal affairs and monumental feasts, but not only that... he failed to use internal affairs as infinity. It's the same with the Feast of Dedication."

"Yes?!"

"We were right. That's why it was such an adventure, but we decided to catch him. Now I've sealed off the bloodshed of the spring with my German blood."

Are you referring to the possibility, as expected?

I shook my eyes because I couldn't believe it and carefully asked the dragonfly.

"Dragon Secret. Did you... disappear?" "

"......"

The dragon's cloth seemed to close its eyes. Then I bowed my head.

"Kill."

"Hmmm..."

I made a sound.

"I had a hundredfold of him, but..."

Yes, it is.

Our prediction - the confidence that a great magician could send two people to the world, even though they were opponents, and the dragon shower in front of them. This meant one thing. It meant that the patron saints of the current Catholic Church and the Old Libyan Church had all lost the power of the Celestial Legion, an infinite inner circle.

He confessed to me that his firepower had fallen after killing him. Then, the contract was abolished at the moment of death, and the infinite internal air that followed God's throne was gradually extinguished. If there were no infinite internal air supplied by the legions of heaven, the dragon's veil would be nothing more than the supreme strength of the spiritual body, so the Jinzo Church and the Black Horse would easily catch it together.

But the reason I kept worrying was because I wasn't sure if it was just one hundred or just another. If the Throne Legion of Solitude or Dragon Rain Empire were healthy, we would put our allies in danger of death, so we kept checking. No matter how strong the Jinzo Church and the Black Horse were, it was uncertain whether they could defeat the Lion face-to-face.

Jegalsa smiled widely.

"Good job, gumma! Now that we have this guy, we can try one more thing."

"Test?"

"Hehe. Let's start with the interrogation."

Zegalsa began interrogating the elders of dragonfly and styrene through divorce law. We also dug up the details of what happened to the dragon heaven after the collapse of the Vatican headquarters.

Jegalsa asked.

"Is the Throne Legion completely gone?"

"No... everything..."

He replied with a dazzled look.

"There's only two more of the force left in the Legion of Lords... but it's no longer an Infinite Inner Air... and it's no longer its original power..."

"Did you know why?"

"I have no idea... But I knew the other magistrates... I knew they would... I could no longer defend themselves... I tried to hide in the Darkness of the Moors..."

"Hmm. So it was. As time goes by, the legions will perish..."

Shroud

Zegalsa extracted some more information and pulled out a longsword.

"Good. Thank you for your cooperation."

Shook!

"Je, Jegalsa!"

I cried out in surprise.

My gall slashed his head with a longsword! But as surprised as I was, everyone else was already staring at it, as if they had already guessed. I could have just stepped in and stopped him, but no one stopped me because I thought there was a reason for Zegalsa's behavior.

Tupperware

The neck of the paralytic rolled up and the blood spattered like a fountain. Zegalsa looked at the horrific scene and said with an indifferent look.

"The spirit doesn't move. It's mine."

Bedroom

I can see a white mass of souls floating around in Zegalsa's hands.

He said as if he knew.

"That's quite an achievement."

"Yes."

Zegalsa wipes the blood off her face with her sleeve.

"A hundred. This will save the Libyan Church."