Amcheon Township
Kuku District
The sky burns like hell, and a relentless burst of strength erupts. One day, the peak was caught in a flash, and a lump of dirt was fried and the whole thing flew away. It was a natural disaster for the Soviet Church and the Magistrates to work together at once, and the height of the peaks had already fallen by half. Even a superhero under attack is caught in the light without falling to the ground.
He's not hurt at all...
It was a defensive force reminiscent of the body of the Darwinian. I watched the joint from afar with vision and drooled. Humans could never survive that brutal attack, but the superhero quickly returned to normal, even if his body was torn apart. However, if he boasted a lot of skin defenses, he felt like the hit was nullified from the start.
I asked the Grimm.
"Manglish! Is he wearing a magic shield like a charm?"
Then, the shrine formed a Demibeast and practiced Young An's technique. With that technique, the telepathy that was observing the superhero from afar shook his head.
"That's not true. I'm definitely barefoot."
"Then how the hell are you okay?"
Scheech profit
Then Cheonwoojin appeared next to us in a space to move. Choon Woo-jin, who appeared in the intestine through a variety of alcoholic techniques, said the most.
"Wrong. We can't kill him for a thousand years." "
"Chunwoojin!"
"That's the power of a portrait called time recovery."
Time recovery?
When people who were gathering inside the intestine in strange words gave a puzzling look, Cheonwoojin sighed.
"Phew! This game is insane... It's not capable of appearing in the Undertaking, but it's a real Devil's Puppet..."
"Cheongwoojin. Explain quickly, we don't have time."
"Damn it... don't rush me. I've never seen one with my own eyes."
Cheon Woo-jin stared at the justifiable superhero from afar.
"His time frame is fixed. No matter what kind of attack we make, it changes in the course of time towards the future. However, as long as the time axis is fixed, any attack will bounce back to its past state."
"......"
"To put it simply, his body is continually reverting back to the time of [sanity]."
"Well, I understand."
I squirmed and asked.
"Then how do you break it?"
In my question, Cheonwoojin stared at me and said.
"Wake up what?"
"No, I mean that ability to recover..."
"Human abilities won't break it! At least with the people here."
"What?!"
There's no such thing!
Choon Woo-jin, who insisted on asking my question, chewed it up like a chew.
"That is a portrait ability that is known to be used only by some of the most supreme freshmen in the heavens. You know, you've handled the power of time as an apostle of God in the past, right? The ability to interfere with the [little wheel] is to touch the causation rate of destiny itself. Physical assault or alchemy doesn't kill you."
"......!!"
Exclusive abilities for the top freshman class!
The highest-ranking freshman was referring to the mother of Seo, Samcheong, etc., and they knew that their abilities were new to the lower [former ruler].
"So even the infant was torn apart by a mysterious attack, but recovered in the same way as now..."
Then, it means that the body of the white-haired supernatural person is in a rapid rebellion. I calmly looked at the rays of destruction in front of me as I cleared up the situation.
"... Cheongwoojin, you mean you have no means to wake up?"
"It's not all there. But it's not enough to wake up on the spot, at least a dozen days to be ready."
Choon Woo-jin continued to look at Mangosteen, Jeon Woo-chi, and Hong Gil-dong.
"Even the magicians here are quite skilled, but they don't have the strength to break time restoration. I suggest you retreat as well, even if I agree."
"Retreat?"
"That doll just woke up, and he can't tell what's going on. That's why we're getting hit, but if we don't get out of this hole, something bad's gonna happen."
Zegalsa, who was listening to Cheonwoojin next to me, smiled unsavorably.
"Khh... You mean if you switch from defensive time control to offensive."
"Yes."
"A contradiction doll with the Spear of Invincibility and the Shield of Invincibility at the same time..."
Everyone in the intestine gave a frightening look at Jegalsa's recitation.
This side's attack won't work due to time recovery, so it's invincible.
And how overwhelming it can be by switching to an attack. I've seen [Infant of Terror] and the Blader fight once. The mythic apocalypse vanished into the sand without a trace.
You can't defeat a monster like that, even if you're a Soviet monk!
I said it because I didn't understand.
"What the hell is going on? That white-haired portrait had been resurrected before, but he wasn't that strong back then."
"Must have been half a man who wasn't properly resurrected in the past. It would have been just a superior superhero with a skeleton set in a hurry. Now, however, all the new blood that was in my spare time has been scraped together and is incomplete, which increases my chances of being incomplete. What we're dealing with right now is the most powerful superhero of all time."
"Huff..."
Does the awakening of renal blood depend on the performance of the supernatural?
I realized now is the time to make a choice. And he gripped it and said,
"I'll make a hole in him somehow. If we don't stop this guy now, we're not gonna be able to take him anymore."
"Hundred thousand!!"
I was surprised and cried out.
"So reckless. It can't be..."
"Yes. I'm the only one who can stop him now."
"Do I need to go that far? Have you forgotten the prophecy of the tomb you told me about?"
"......"
I know what a telepath means.
The Seeker's Prophecy.
I can feel the chest. Don't get too cocky and get counter-attacked...]
In the first place, I brought the Bavarian monk, etc. to this mountain because I cared about the mimic. In the past, I have been ignoring the evil that the Thirteen and Twelve Yields told me about, and I have sensed that [Prophecy] is a great decision. How much more can we ignore the prophecy of the Necromancer, a new being?
The telepathy is asking if I think I can stop the supernova now, not only arrogance. The worry of the telepathy was reasonable enough.
But I said decisively.
"I don't think this is arrogance."
"Why do you think that is?"
"Because I'm having a hard time risking my own death. The more you try to choose an easy path, the more fate is bound to ruin you."
"Hmm."
After saying that, I drew my sword and held it tightly in my right hand and stared straight ahead.
"And I don't think I'm going to fail at anything today. I feel good."
My gut is telling me.
This is not the way of death.
I sighed as if it was ridiculous.
"... I'm just excited to see that."
You nod, thinking about it.
"Very well, Hundred Hundred. I will trust you. Please stop that doll from wreaking havoc!"
"Got it!"
Pavat
I rushed to the site of the destruction. The Soviet monks and shamans were still pouring fearsome attacks into the air of infinity, but the supernatants were not ready to be destroyed. I temporarily inflicted a massive blow on the inner airspace and flew to the Sovereign Church.
"Bishop!!"
[The Hundred Hundred.]
"I'll give him a knife. Please make room for me for a moment."
[Copy.]
Later, whether the bishop sent a message to the Magistrates, the violent action of the Magistrates paused. I swarmed into the floating supernova in the gap and focused all my strength on slashing it.
Take it!
New Brain Dragon Sword
Isle of Il
It was a moment when my sword was about to rise up and touch the neck of a supernatural person. Light came into the eyes of the superhero who had been stunned by all kinds of attacks so far. And he suddenly moves his arm and reaches for my pole.
Tsk.
My sword is not worth it. The superhero tried to make a white man, but his palm was cut wide enough to reveal the bones and flew backwards. However, his defenses were successful because he avoided the slit throat.
Wieing
The white-haired portrait does not fall to the ground, but floats in the air. It is natural to use no technique. He stares at the wound in the palm of his hand and looks at me.
"Who are you... and how do you have the power to kill me?"
I've heard that voice before. I've rarely encountered a superhero with gray hair, but I've heard of him through an anthill. Gender was a feminine, high-pitched voice that I did not know well. I raised my sword and spoke with restraint.
"I'm a hunk. What's your name?"
"......"
That's why I was able to give him a good punch. And the reason why the tragedy in his palm does not come back is because of Yin Phi Hin. When I put my consciousness into my body, my time restoration abilities surrounded by him don't work. because like time restoration, the power of the mind of the mind is the power of God.
But the reason we can't be sure is that this consonant is consuming very quickly. In the future, you will have to spend two or three times and recover from exhaustion. If he is more than capable, this place will be my tomb.
The white-haired portrait suddenly glanced up at the sky. His hands point to the stars in the night sky. The eager voice echoes.
"When the stars in the sky find their place... someone will come down and name me after the eternal wall." "
"Who is she?"
He tilts his head.
"Uh... I don't know about that. Who was it?"
"I don't know, but how do you know it's gonna give you a name?"
His eyes darken and his cold frenzy drips.
"Because he's still looking at me."
"......!!"
The white-haired superhero sighs, trembling.
"Can't you hear me? I hear his call..."
I was able to infer his current state of mind from his words.
'I'm already listening to [Old Master] 's call. But not completely.'
White Priory predicted that the white-haired superhero would awaken to become the archbishop of the Nine Church, who would do the impersonation in the future. And I've never had a proper conversation with him, but I've noticed he's already been heavily mimicked.
Call.
That's what I felt in my thirteenth death. At that time, I was able to awaken the supernatural to its full state by defeating the seagull, but the power of the constellations used to be [old ruler]. I stabbed myself in the neck with a sword to protect my soul in that call. In my experience, the superhero in front of me seemed to continue to listen to the call as soon as I was born.
"Are you destined to follow a copycat from birth..."
I don't know about mimicry or [old ruler] yet, but I don't think I recognize it because it's like a newborn baby. However, if we hadn't raided the mountains, Zhuge Gale Yusuf would have preached evil knowledge to him and raised him up as an apostle as he wished.
Maybe this is an opportunity?
A newborn baby bird might still have room to improve!
It was when I was thinking.
"That's strange."
The white-haired portrait tilts his head. His face was staring at me like a cat finding something strange. He takes a step towards me and says,
"You feel different from humans. And it's like there's a very familiar... great presence..."
"What are you talking about?"
The muttering man suddenly claps his hands vigorously and says, It sounded like I wanted empathy.
"Yes, brother! Are you not my brother? You're listening, too, aren't you?"
"I'm human."
I was short on words.
"And you're human."
"......?"
The superhero expressions that he does not know English.
"Y-you can't be serious."
I was close to the expression that I couldn't understand the current situation. Then came the Sovereign Lord and the Lion from all sides, and I pointed my sword at him.
"Let's get down to the ground."
Tada
On the ground, I felt a heavy tension in my gut. Since the attack was useless, all the elite members of the Libyan side were vigilant of him, and the superhero and I were close to talking face to face. Now he doesn't seem very hostile to me, but I was nervous because I didn't know when to turn and fight.
The white-haired portrait looks around and says,
"Stop hitting me. It hurts."
"Let me ask you something. Do you hate humans?"
Then the white-haired portrait said with a big smile.
"Yes! We need to get rid of all the humans."
"Why?"
"Because he wants to."
In response, the Sovereign Church calmly said.
[You're already a ruler.]
The monk seemed to have realized at once what a white-haired superhero was like. He turned to me and said,
[Hundred. Cut his throat with that strange power at once. That monster's got no choice but to weed out.]
"......"
[We'll make sure he doesn't get away.]
Definitely would be possible Even if the white-haired superhero moves the [Small Wheel] to recover time, it still requires pain and recovery time. If you use that stiffness, you can definitely give him a critical hit this time.
But is that the right answer?
'It's not his will that he hates humans. Compulsory will and brainwashing.'
Just as a parent tames a child, the call of the [old ruler] naturally permeates the gaze of the upper self from birth. The superficial itself is the same personality as the white paper.
Is it right to die because you were born?
I wasn't born wanting to be born.
I couldn't ignore this for some reason. I don't know why, but I don't think we should resolve this contradiction.
After a while I made an unbelievable choice myself.
"Hey, you."
"Yes."
I feel like I've reached the realm of paint beyond my senses, and I wouldn't be able to make the choice if it weren't for now.
"I'll give you a name."