Amcheon Township
The seagull spoke.
"You don't have to kill them. If you think that way, there's plenty of garage."
"So how do you do that?"
"Well, in a nutshell, you could borrow [Old Master] 's power and put a petrification curse on it and break through the path. The cursed soul of [Old Master] cannot be sacrificed to other rulers."
I frowned.
"Ugh... That way, the cursed will be a statue that will never die or live. Do we really have to do this the hard way?"
"It's the surest and easiest way to do it, but you're still resisting."
"Why don't Cheonwoojin tie the feet of tens of thousands of troops with friendly methods?"
"It may be possible, but who is to rule over the Thirteen and Twelve?"
"......"
At that time, the hopefulness I had heard said.
"Uncle, I'll go first and listen to the doctrine. Then we can decide."
"Do you think the bishop knows that much?"
"Even the bishop is not underestimating the composition. Moreover, the view of the same Madosa is postponed enough."
"There's no guarantee that the prediction will be right, but let's try it for now."
Pa 'at
Soon, Mangosteen approaches the mountain, where twelve percent and the elite of the Swiss congregation gather. Then he looked down at the soldiers encamped on the hillside at about twenty leagues.
"If you go through the carnage on your own, you will fall into the Baron's trap."
The Sovereign Bishop who heard the telepathy said:
[I know that much. That's why we were planning to build a miniature example to break through the mountain.]
Twelve churches also implicitly agreed to nothing. Perhaps he changed his mind while trying to go out sternly. The telemetry came up with the next suggestion as soon as it got to the atmosphere.
"Please join our anti-celestial alliance in that tribute."
[......]
When the bishop was silent, the twelve shareholder who was standing next to him said,
"It's a waste of time, so let's get ready quickly."
After a brief meeting, they selected a small sample.
On the twelfth side, three of the twelfth verses of the Book of Revelation, the Musai, the Three and the twelfth verse, and ten members of the clan of the unknown Dan.
The provincial side is the provincial bishop, the Archbishop, the Senate and ten elite members of the reception.
Nearly everyone, except me and Cheonwoojin, participated in a minor example. At the end of the workforce, that alone was a significant number. Of course, breaking through 450,000 troops with this number is absurd, but it was possible enough because the individual's strength was great.
"Then shall we go?"
Suddenly, the twelve spirits who spoke like that raised their thirst and placed their hands on the ground.
Kuku Kung
Suddenly, a huge chunk of vomit rises from the surroundings and a massive trunk of wood rises. And some of the trunks reached up to the sky and seemed to produce a tree that was tens of chapters tall. Suddenly, Yul Ju suddenly says, surrounded by a group of trees.
"Follow me."
Yuju walks up to the top of the tree, and the rest of the men follow him.
"This...!!"
Choon Woo-jin, who was looking at the natural world, looked surprised. Next to me, I looked at Cheonwoojin and asked.
"Do you know how to drink?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know what's all the fuss..."
Cheonwoojin annoyed me.
"Problem is, I don't know. There's no such thing as a way to create a portal by summoning the world's water directly!!"
"World..."
"That's a mythical tree. Human power will never be able to handle that."
"......"
The twelve shareholders must have summoned the eighteen eighty-nine Shindansu. The tree that extends to the nine worlds was summoned here by the power of thirst. But I didn't fully understand the commotion that Cheonwoojin was in because I had been trying so far. I asked Choon Woo-jin if I was wondering.
"Can't you do it with the sobriety?"
"The world's numbers are not the physical beings they should be. It is the ultimate spiritual creature that exudes the source of power, so it cannot be easily controlled even by God. Even at the level of freshness, it will be nearly impossible."
"Well... what the hell is that? The Juju is dealing with it with the power of thirst."
Choon Woo-jin said admirably.
"Perhaps the power of free thirst is more than I imagined."
Do you really think so?
I was wondering if that was the power of pure free thirst. Although Cheon Woojin received only a memory, I have seen twelve shareholders often demonstrate the power to process things without English. However, no matter how thirsty I was, I could not show the same strength as the twelve Gospels when I dealt with the seventh.
No way...
Given that the power of the seventh verse depends on the competence of the user, does the twelve commandments mean that the twelve commandments themselves are divine? I could feel the ambiguity so far hardened in my mind with certainty. It is not just about the Beacon, but about the new singer. It is not something that we can do because we usually train.
However, even though they were divine, the twelve commandments seemed far from the heavenly realms. However, it seemed like it wasn't even [Old Master] 's strength, so I had to be enlightened. I scratched my head as I thought about what the twelve shares were hiding.
It was then.
Wooooo
The stalker cries loudly, and the next moment, the group's vision shifts to the depths of the dark rock. Immediately, twelve shareholders used a spell to summon Kwang-gu, revealing the sights around them.
Kugong
Bottleneck! '
I was amazed to see that in the natural world.
Inside this gigantic rock cave, which was carved up the entire mountain range, thousands and thousands of artificially crafted soldiers and horses were spread all over the place. Each doll was actually made as if it were real. The dragon heaven looked around in a strange manner, said.
"I guess the true poem was a man who loved art. These horses look so real."
Then the twelve shareholders giggled as if laughing.
"Hehe. It can't be real. It can't be."
"......?"
Twelve weeks later, my gaze came together. However, the twelve monks, who did not explain it separately, glanced at the parishioner and said,
"I'm already exhausted. Can you crush it with force?"
The bishop frowned.
[Divide it by two.]
"Hehe. Will you take the demigod?"
[That's better...]
No one had to first divide the group according to the two opinions. I stared at the sudden distribution of people and looked confused, but Cheon Woo-jin explained.
"The truth unfolding inside there is a ventilation created by the principle of Yin Yang 38617; so it will be divided anyway."
"Yippee-yippee... how do you know that?"
"Ugh. Where did you sell all your studying? Can't you tell at a glance from the horsepower?"
Choon Woo-jin shot at me like he was pathetic, but I made an awkward excuse.
"I knew the Gene was out, but it was hard to tell at first glance..."
It's strange to recognize it, not joke. There are tens of thousands of changes in the legislation according to the distribution of the previous term, and we cannot memorize each and every one of them. But as soon as they arrived, it was strange for those who saw the flow of the flag and recognized it as a yin Yang Dynasty tomb.
Cheonwoojin turned his gaze back to the screen of Cheonryan.
"Anyway, keep an eye on him. At the crucial moment, you're gonna have to step up."
"Got it."
I won't take a stand because my life is in danger, but if there is an opportunity to take the superhero away or a big change, I need to use my flashlight to get into that bottle gun. And even if I could use the weapon I borrowed from the prophet, I still had to give an advantage to the Anti-Heaven Alliance. In other words, I am the master of the spleen in this case.
Zec
Immediately, the figures of the demigods who were moving with the Libyan Church felt the darkness flowing through the barrel. To be precise, the passageways that were cutting through the horseguns began to change gradually, forming labyrinths and turning into labyrinths. This was the situation where the breakout caught the intruder, so the scourge caught sight of it first and surrounded the Sovereign Lord.
"Bishop! I have a message for you from the Antichrist."
The Soviet Church immediately realized the intent of desertion.
[Antichrist. Can you see through this transformation?]]
"It's quite possible. Leave it to us."
[......]
As the bishop was thinking for a moment, suddenly, the dragon rain clouds came out loud and shouted.
"Cut the crap! How can I trust a bunch of bats like you with my life?"
"......"
"I can break the truth with my strength."
Woohoooo!!
The energy of the great wind is gathered in both hands of the Dragon Rain Sheet. Soon, the energy generated a dragon wind and rose greatly, and the dragon rain clouds shone a dragon wind forward in the light of the eye.
Guava Guava!!
Hundreds of bronze bottles flew into the air as the dragon wind raged everywhere. It was spectacular because it seemed like a typhoon was sweeping by, and the dragon rain was flying up into the sky using a new blank space. This time, he made a dozen balloons the size of balloons and continuously blew them.
Kwaguang
Kwam
"Mwahaha."
How long has the explosion been going on?
He was a mercenary who used the Inner Air of Infinity to do destructive work, but the Vailian monk gave him heavy orders.
[Dragon Secret, please stop.]
"Yes?"
[Stop it.]
The dragon rains mysteriously came down from heaven to earth. Then he pointed to the other side of the maze with his fingers.
"I broke all the elements of the law that were getting in the way. All you have to do now is move forward..."
[... Phew. That's a hell of a line.]
The Sovereign Bishop said so, and suddenly he shook his hand.
Woong.
"......!!"
Suddenly, all of a sudden, the catastrophe of destruction vanishes before you, and the labyrinth of the barrel appears.
"No!"
"Oh my…"
The majority of the group is surprised at that, especially the dragon rain season, and stutters.
"The Church, the Church, the Church! You have not restored their true form..."
[That's not it. Everything I thought you broke so far was a welcome sight. I was just revealing my nature.]
"Ugh! That can't be..."
[A folded space that draws the infinite inner air of the Celestial Legion, but does not distinguish between deficiency and excess. Physical destruction will probably not work. I've been seeing these visions for a while now.]
"......"
The retinue next to him walks out loud.
"If you can't break it by force, you'll have to break it by procedure. Leave it to me."
[I am the first to meet such a strange and powerful truth. Perhaps this is the finest weapon forged by Zhuzhong, who has devoted his life's potential. That's why I'm not confident even though I know the tomb of Yin and Yang.]
The muttering monk stares at the telescopes.
[Antichrist. How good are your weapons?]
Then he replied boldly.
"The lowest heaven."
[......]
The silence seems awkward, but it does contain a profound word that promiscuity is naturally the lowest. Even the magicians were staring at the dead with confused eyes.
However, the Soviet Bishop said shortly after:
[Trust me.]
Then the telescopes take the lead and begin to dig into the true colors. People listened to the telepathy and sometimes pulled the flag out and put it back somewhere else. I felt anxious as I looked at the scene in the natural world.
"Can that recipe be broken?"
"Of course."
Cheonwoojin stood up without hesitation. When I looked at him, Cheonwoojin spoke.
"In your previous life's memory, the death penalty solved all of my blunt force problems. Isn't that right?"
"I was."
"But what's the problem?"
Choon Woo-jin said with pride.
"The genius who can unravel the breastplate of translucency is only one person killed, no matter how wide the world may be."
After one meal.
The group leaves the labyrinth and vanishes as soon as they leave the labyrinth. And where the maze was, horses the size of human fingers gathered around a little maze, only five inches in size.
A hundred men looked at the model and said as if they were bored.
"Were we all wandering around in these little models?"
"That's the fear of the blunt force. Inside that burlap, that little model can turn into a hundred-leagues maze."
"Scary..."
As the group trembles, Mangosteen picks back at you, placing a fig gold cord on the palm of his hand.
"Gene's been compromised. Head down this path, and you'll find Juju waiting for you."
When the group enters the exit in a straight line.
"Welcome."
The masked man in the bag holding the bag blocked the middle of the passageway. Of course, most people knew who the man was, so the Soviet Church took a second look.
[The White Tiger of the Imperial Death.]]
"Yes, I am the White Tiger."
Master of Gold and Death White Tiger!
In my previous life, a man who had threatened me and killed me got in the way.