Amcheon Township
It was taken by the Gu Cheon Hyun girl?
"What are you talking about?"
When I confronted Cheonwoojin, he pressed his temples down like a pain in the ass. Choon Woo-jin, who was thinking for a moment, looked back at the telemetry and said.
"It's not a minor mistake, is it? He thinks he can't control all the variables, and he's working on a strategy to make sure everyone gets there."
According to Cheonwoojin, Mangosteen nods.
"I think it's a shortcut. It's true for a centurion."
"Hmm... It's not like I've always thought of an efficient plan."
"If you look at the past 23 times in a hundred, you'll naturally think like me."
"I suppose so."
Choon Woo-jin, who was talking to a shrink, told me.
"The reason your alcoholic skills are not consumed when you activate your swordsmanship and your internal organs ache like a stake... is because the Nine-Hundred Lady refuses to lend you her powers." "
"That was roughly a guess from the telepathic horse. But does it directly relate to the fact that it was recorded?"
"Learn the essence of alcoholism. The power of the Nine-Hundred and Hundred Girls means that the Preswordsmanship itself is close to self-immolation. It also means to lend the power of the Nine Hundred and Hundred Daughters. In other words, during the time of the Dagger, you will have the position of the incarnation that represents the will of the Nine-Hundred Daughter."
"......!!"
"Swordsmanship is not just an alcoholic technique, it's a big-time technique that relieves the heavy burden on yourself. It's a powerful kind of trick because it's so constrained."
I understood Cheonwoojin's words and was flawed. Cheonwoojin sat down on the nearby stairs.
"There's no way humans on the ground would like to borrow their powers for free. It's supposed to be a technique where you offer sacrifices like a manual ritual and you get a fair dealing rate, and you haven't done that in your life, right?"
"I didn't."
"What's more troubling is that she doesn't know how the causation rate led, so she can't come and ask you herself. So every time you try a sword, she says," Who the hell are you? Instead of the question, I put a lot of pressure on you. "
"I see."
"That's not the point. It's the same principle that forced you to use the power of time at the end of your life to incite your anger."
Choon Woo-jin said bluntly.
"So far, you've tried to activate the Dagger twice, haven't you? She warned us not to be polite like the heavenly elections until now. However, there is a tradition that the Nine-Hundred and Hundred Girls were fighting the Giants in the time of the Emperor Bondi."
"......"
"No one knows what kind of trouble I'll get if I try again."
I swallowed Cheonwoojin's warning.
Isn't that just because she left me because she was more gentle and gentle than before? However, she also warned that because of her aggressive nature, there would be a great Satan if she was provoked by her swordsmanship.
"Damn, that's it..."
As I pledged to watch my heart, telemetry said,
"I'm sorry, Hung Woong. But I felt I needed to know exactly what kind of predatory skills I had."
I nodded my head because I understood the idea of the retinue.
"That's okay. I don't know what you're talking about, but it's worse to just roll with it." "
"So what are you going to do now?"
"First... we must possess the cunning power of this statue." "
I removed the frostbite from my neck. Then Cheon Woojin frowned and said.
"What a walking smokescreen..."
Woo Woo Woo
After a while, I head to the place beneath the waterfall inside the town. It was a great place to absorb phonography, as it was a great place for inspiration in the village. Choon Woo-jin said, closing the deal just in case.
"I'm not helping you for free, so you can pay me later."
"......"
He really takes care of his own things. He never does anything for free.
When I was ready, I began to memorize the statements I had learned from Cheonwoojin in my previous life. This statement had the effect of absorbing power from the frostbite, so the reaction from my hand holding the frostbite shocked my whole body.
Suzus
As the force entered my body, my body became slightly hot, and the cold and cool energy immediately entered the ice cave seemed to twist my blood vessels. The dreadful aura of lewdness seemed to squeeze my body.
"... Umm..."
But it's more durable than ever. In the past, the excruciating pain that seemed to have swallowed dozens of ice had boiled up in the lungs and intestines, but now it's not that bad. It was very bitter. To put it in a metaphor, I'd say, the day before, I was shaken up, and the next day, I felt a little bit of a hangover. Choon-woo-jin, who was watching me frown and endure, died.
"You've eaten 20 years of puberty in your past life, and you must have gained some resistance to your pregnancy."
"Haha... ugh!"
Suddenly, I felt a chill in my whole body, and I sat down trembling.
"Well, that doesn't make for great consonant intelligence."
"......"
Damn, it's like Cheon Woo-jin said. I didn't think this pain would be easy to get used to.
After a while, I absorbed all of my psychic energy, and Cheonwoojin picked up the statue that fell to the ground and said.
"Now, in your past life, you must have built up 40 years of phonography."
"Well... do I have to absorb it 12 more times?"
"I don't think I need to go that far, to be honest..."
"Huh?"
"As I said before, the more power you exercised, the more training you earn. You don't seem to want to say much in this lifetime, so you'd better practice drinking in the future. If you don't die 12 more times, you'll be able to rise to your level of pacifism."
The telescopes beside him said.
"100k. Come with me to the sulfuric acid before you do anything else."
"Why sulfuric acid?"
"You have to grow elixir in the soil."
"Ah…!"
I shed a little elasticity on what I hadn't thought of. Desperately smiling, he said.
"It will be difficult for you to think about it, so I'll take care of it."
"Thank you."
I soon went to Sulfuric acid with a shrine and gave him many of the Black & White Sovereignty and Crucifixions I had. According to the telescopes, if you move these, you'll soon have seeds that will be seedable. In this case, if I live a long time, I could grow a field where elixirs could grow easily.
I went to the secret place of the Southern Imperial Sect and retrieved the Bopae Rink Sphere and rescued the women who were trapped inside. I was going to destroy the Southern Palace here or something, but the important thing in this life was not the Southern Palace, so I took a bomb out of my collar.
Scheech profit
I appeared in the center of the great Southern Palace and found the name of the southern palace, the ruler of the Southern Palace. There was a sword around the Nam Palace, and all of a sudden, my eyes were focused on me. I threw a bomb at him.
Excessive light
The bomb from the pirate base exploded and quickly became a complete mess. Although it was used once in my previous life, it seemed to be quite effective, most of my swords died instantly or became disabled.
"Khhh... You...!!"
In the aftermath of the explosion, the palace was trembling with its whole body ablaze. Though severely injured, the eyes were still full of poison and it seemed to protect the body's urethra. I muttered in the grave as my eyes met him.
"Are you still alive? Looks like they evaded the fatal wounds by circling the blast radius."
"Khhh! Die!!"
Pavat
The palace name flashed fire into my eyes. Even though the great generation was severely wounded, it was never a matter of lightly attacking them with all their strength. But I smiled coldly and muttered.
"Why didn't I just go this time... I was just curious about the results."
A ten-stranded steel swung like a whip in a frightening fashion according to his inspection. But I read all those trajectories while avoiding them. This is nothing compared to Lee Chung Un's attack.
"You could have been alive or dead after the bomb went off."
Wheelic
I easily dodged the raid of the Namgong during the Third Day and grabbed his back. Then he reached out his left hand and struck a huge blow, and because of his anger and injury, the southern palace was so easily hit with a critical hit.
"Huff-puff!!"
The Southern palace's name falters with a gust of blood from its mouth, and I look down at him as he falls to his death.
"Well, the result is the same."
Even if my spine is broken and dying miserably, I don't feel sorry for it.
The name of the Swordsman's palace must continue to die as much as the sins he has committed.
Pavat
I used my flashlight to go to the imperial palace underground and acquire the Crystal Stone Expenses. Originally, I didn't touch it well because I could stimulate the Imperial Court and touch the causality in the future, but this life might die quickly, so I decided not to mind things. Then he went straight to the interior desolation, got the anonymous priest, and went to the prophet Astana.
When I arrived in front of the prophet, I shouted as soon as the prophet appeared.
"Prophets!! Wait a minute!"
[Um...?]
A strange silence followed by the prophet and I. After a while, the rib eye tightly glared at me as it moved.
"You bastard... How dare you steal the Anonymous Scroll?"
"Hi, it's good to see you, my lord."
I raised my hand to the tetrarch and greeted him. And I said to the tetrarch,
"I call myself Hundred Hundred Hundred. I'd like to offer you a wager called the Central Plaza, do you accept?"
"A bet?"
I nodded and said to the tetrarch,
"Here I am, setting up a prophet as a notary, and you and I are fighting in this place. And the loser of the duel will be their slave for the rest of their lives."
"......"
I kept insisting that it was ridiculous.
"Funny guy. Do you have any idea what this book you stole is worth? We don't deserve to hit you and recover you right now."
"Then why are you still listening to me? Isn't it because I can't figure out what I'm planning and use my teleportation abilities instantly? If I keep running from here, you'll never catch me for the rest of my life."
"......"
"This is the opportunity I'm giving you. I'll give you a moment to think."
At that time, the prophet who was listening quietly said.
[I... never said I was notorious for your duel...]
I smiled at the prophet.
"Will you do it for free?"
[Good... Present...]
"... rotten."
Prophets, is that guy supposed to be good even if he dies soon?! Why does he like presentation so much? I could finally understand the frustration that Jegalsa had complained about before. It was because I had a hunch that the prophet's reaction would be completely different depending on what conditions I set.
"......"
I pondered and pulled three roots of Black & White Soviet Union out of my armor. The prophet who received the Black & '92; White Sovereign Union looked at him quietly and said,
[It's a little... inadequate...]
I screamed my heart out.
"Aren't you greedy?!"
[Then... I won't... notarize the duel...]
"Grrrgh. Then let's have another one."
When I was reluctant to give out the roots of my crucifixion, the prophet opened his mouth as if he were satisfied.
[Good... Now that I have received the honorarium, I will be responsible for all outcomes as a participant in this duel... If I have his consent, I can immediately establish a consciousness of duel.]
Until then, the Gale who was thinking quietly looked at the prophet and opened his mouth.
"Now I see. Are you not the Mado King of the elite?"
His tone is somewhat compromised. The prophet responded to the question.
[Yes... Will you accept the duel offered by Hung Woong...?]
The seagull said decisively.
"I don't want to. It's a duel that has nothing to do with me. In such a hostile place."
[Chuckles]
Seeing the prophet laughing, I was overwhelmed by misfortune.
"No! I'm going to splatter after eating his toll!" '
Here's my plan. I thought I could defeat the Decepticons by myself enough to challenge him to a duel and make him my slave and use him as my shield when I cross over to the carcass. That is why we wanted to make the prophet a notary witness who could impose the conditions.
However, the prophet seemed to have no reason to continue the duel, so he only wanted to eat the free fee and run away. I hurriedly told the prophet.
"Wait! I'll add a free fee then."
What are you talking about?]
I took the book of Anonymous Priests out of my arms and raised my voice in a flash.
"Prophets! I will give you the Anonymous Sacrifice free of charge. So let's build a duel."
I said, for a moment, the boy was silent.
The prophet and the seagull's gaze met for a moment, and the seagull quickly shouted after a moment.
"Goodbye, then!"
Pavat
[I can't … I have to respond to the customer's request…]
The man disappeared again using livestock or teleportation, but the prophet stretched out his tentacles and drew a magic camp in the air. After a while, the seagull was summoned back to this place like a ghost, and I saw the seagull screaming with evil intent.
"Damn it!! What nonsense..."
[Duel has been established.]
"......!!"
Weeing
The prophet and I appeared on the earth we had never seen before. It seemed to be a private arena made by the prophets. The crown prince's fury echoes through his teeth.
"You're fearless! Do you really want to fight me and win the castle?"
I raise my sword as I feel the duel begin.
"Of course!"
I can't back down now.
I'll make him a slave for as much as the price of an anonymous sacrifice!
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I didn't make the reservation by mistake, so I didn't make it up in 7 minutes.