Seoul Station Druid

"Boarding!"

The grill frowns and swings its softsword forward.

Shushshuck.

Her sword resembles a snake, perhaps because it is the grain of quail.

"Suck."

Chachong!

Dangjin Cheol blends the grill with the sword and realizes how arrogant he was.

‘You just came to a halfway house and acted arrogantly like you had the whole world. ’

After staying in the elite class for a long time, I entered the climax I had dreamed of.

Achievement and arousal became poison.

The halves of the peaks are the halves of the greatest masters on Earth, but they still differ and differ in the Old Asteroids.

The Great Sage is also the master of photography.

It is true that the party's sole purpose is to disregard the landscape and kill the opponent, and that it was a fight, but it was too unsettling.

‘I couldn't see a inch ahead. ’

I confidently tracked down the number of elites that could be a threat to me on Earth, but I didn't expect the elite and the elite to be waiting in a set.

Dangcheol heaves his sword and takes a step back.

"What the hell!"

"Bastard!"

I asked him who he was, and he was amazed at the grill.

"You've got a lot of nerve because you're a bloody Maine."

"Tsk."

Dangjin Cheol quietly examined the grill's color.

‘Definitely not a sewer than I am. ’

It seemed like I had put the world under my feet after I entered the Apocalypse, but it was a big mistake.

I thought he was a master on Earth......

"Is this a comprehensive diagnosis? ’

Dangcheol scolded himself and quickly examined the situation.

Pfffffft 54551;!

The shaman smokes an eggplant on his body and falls into a weather breakfast. If you attack now, you can still fall for the coin mouth, but the grill is the problem.

This is a souvenir that cannot be underestimated.

"I see. I heard the corned beers at the Beast Gate are so beautiful...."

"Bullshit! The nemesis of the enemy!"

The grill grilled and grilled.

Kang! Kang!

Dangcheol shuffles his sword as he retreats behind his old age.

‘What a waste.’

I poked him. He's a real softie.

Brother of the Beast Munitionist.

It all explains why they stay on Earth and near the Castle of Protection.

Dangcheol quickly decided to act.

"We'll see."

Seeing him pull out of his feet, the grill stops trying to chase him.

"Tsk!"

While all the shamans are in control of the poison, you must first stand guard.

Once the lair is discovered, we must leave quickly before he brings back the Cultist Masters.

"Phew."

Dangcheol slows down with a dull face without a chase.

I ran away with all my might, and it was quite shapeless.

"This is retreat for advancement."

If you are a potter, you are a hideous master.

Known to have reached such a high degree of exposure, Dangjin Cheol's poison would eventually be overcome.

It was a good decision to think a hundred times before the shaman woke up and joined us.

"How do I catch it?"

The thought follows the tail.

Dangcheol, who was working on it for a long time, smiled.

"I need to be stronger."

He lived for revenge.

All that remains of him is emptiness, after he has finished vengeance with the hands of the Guardian.

Once again, I feel alive because I have vengeance.

Every cell in your body seems to be alive.

I won't leave it to others this time.

"We must follow the Nine Realms."

Instead, you borrow someone else's hand for training.

Revenge is all I have.

Dangjin Cheol arrived in Guardian City one day, just after finishing a simple thought.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

I was unable to remove the plagues that immediately plagued Lee Sook. However, since there won't be any bugs attacking for a while, I decided to be satisfied.

*

At the end of a fierce discussion, Tasasini came to an agreement.

The mammons are relentless in their expansion of power. Since the war was said to be a long day, it was not impossible for the Muslims to gradually lose their position.

On the other side, he decided and pushed, but there wasn't much he could do that much evaporated power.

Even as a temporary Muslim middleman, it was an option to work with the hematoma.

No, I really wanted to.

What matters is the inner voice.

Many people oppose Heema as the enemy, but it is not yet official and it cannot be driven by the temporary blind power.

Fortunately, or unhappy, when the crisis became more conscious due to the determined mammons, the agenda was now passed to ask the mammons to capture the main forces.

I'd appreciate it if Hegema would fight back against the Mamons at all, but he promised me only ten supplies.

Build Bunta of the Amipas at the Heritage Base for that.

As General Manager of Bunta in the Amipa District, Tasasini and 15 Amipa disciples crossed the portal with the intent to sacrifice themselves for the Muslims.

Popot.

Taesacini and the Amifa disciples who passed through the acid gate measured their ratings according to the instructions of the gatekeeper, followed by a brief inspection, then headed to a temporary standby.

News traveled through the Portal Department, past the Awakening Department, to the Assistant Vice President of the Guard Guild, and Kim Mi-soo headed directly to Iksan.

Although Kim smiled freely at the language barrier because he owned the only interpreter artifact in the Protection Guild, he brought the child to the table.

"Sincerely!"

The Amifa masters, as well as Tasasini, were greatly pleased to see that they were in good spirits.

Kim Smile smiled as he saw their faces softened.

"It's not that far. Go straight to Bunta."

"Let's do that."

The transport drones, which the Republic of Korea rides without spooning the nine-star masters, head straight for the Guardian City.

Secretary Lee Isojin, who followed Kim Mi-suh, whispered in his ear quietly.

"It's quiet in the administration."

"Why?"

"No, you're right. You're in the U class besides Taesa..."

Tasasini is a 90-level SSSS. It is Class L under the amended nomenclature. According to the Old Planet, the Master of Illumination.

Legendary Taesacinia is already well-known for being measured in the past, but only two of the very best and four of the very best of the new Amifa masters who have come to Earth.

If you hit them all, they're 80, 70, U, SS rankers.

The rest of the disciples' greetings are also A-grade.

This is a messed-up, state-level force.

In terms of guilds or the ROK government that do not have SS status, he wondered if he was a coveted talent and did not take any action.

In the question of Isojin, Kim Smile whispered quietly.

"You don't know the Director. He's quick to notice."

"Yes?"

"It doesn't have to be hard."

A guardian guild assembled by Masters.

If you hold on to the Protection Guild tightly, all the benefits will fall, but you don't have to feel bad about it.

Kim Mi, who knew the nature of the manager, could see what was going on.

The Director must have stopped the request of the guild or other government personnel to contact them without knowing.

Tyrie.

"What a nice guy."

I just got a call. I'm the managing director.

"Yes, sir."

[What's wrong with your guild?]

"What are you talking about?"

[No, what, are you filming Awakenings on a vending machine?]

It seems that the government officials' demands were quite severe as they gave out the ballmen.

"They're already masters, too. I'm not one to be trifled with."

[I'm telling you. Those guys just came through, huh? What the hell is your relationship?]

"Well done."

[Phew, I need to know something to make excuses for the old people I don't even know.]

"Those of you who will be staying in Suho-City in the future. I'm going to apply for asylum soon, so please take care of it."

Exile?

All foreign planets crossing the gate will be issued tourist visas, temporary residences.

"Yes, you will be a Korean citizen."

[Hmm, got it. Let's hang up now.]

"Yes, please take care of it quickly."

Kim Mi-suh hung up the phone and laughed softly.

Strengthening the city will soon increase South Korea's power. I am the Managing Director who will not be aware of this.

Some seniors in the upper-room position must have their own thoughts in their hands, but can they handle what they want to hold?

Guardian City has already grown too big for their grasp.

*

Taipei.

The beasts sweep through the city, and the creatures of the night are torn to pieces by their prey.

The swimming team finds survivors and eliminates a group of degenerate-looking looters.

How can an individual who is not a god take the place of law enforcement? He did not stop to condemn sin in this world that has already fallen from the kingdom or morality.

Myeongjin spits out a simple, clear word, in the chaos of the unknowingly accumulating mind.

"Everything is my business."

Myeongjin has decided to become a bully.

It is to kill evil and save the middle life.

How can evil conceal a servant?

I've done more than monsters with pharyngeal fear, so I'm even more vicious than monsters.

Around the time the scent of human blood was darker than monster blood in the Myeongjin Spear.

The hunt for the beasts is over.

Wheyrik.

"Gather around."

A sudden difference in the role of a guardian's messenger appeared.

"Whew, let's go back."

Choi Swim said, and asked Dongsoo as if he didn't like it.

"There are more places I haven't looked yet. What can I do?"

There were only four of us in this big city.

As long as the ability to sense swimming is outstanding, there are many areas that have not been confirmed because the area is so wide.

"As far as I can reach. This is the limit."

"……."

Park Yong-pil accepted Choi's words.

"Let's go back. The commander's calling."

"Yes. Let's go, monk."

"……."

Four mercenaries leave their sadness behind and return to the Guardians.

Papa-pot!

When the group arrives, the non-dragon is already summoned to open the boarding passage.

"Come quickly!"

"Huff, huff."

"Ms. Grant, let's take a breath. Ugh."

Awakenings who are reborn as iron men are also tired. Especially if you've jumped faster than a car.

"Phew. Phew."

Myeongjin takes a deep breath and bows to the guard.

"I'll stay behind."

"Huh?"

Myeongjin revealed his complaint after the Guardian questioned him.

"I know that destroying evil is not the way to seek good."

A city without a government.

Many looters have died, but what will happen after that is obvious.

Only new plunderers and victims will be born.

At least there will be new order here, or even lead survivors safely to other cities.

The defender listens to Myeongjin and does not ask any questions.

"Good."

"Are you sure?"

After easy acceptance, Myeongjin asked.

"Why are you stopping me?"

How am I supposed to stop a grown-up kid from starting a new herd out of his herd?

This place is far from the Guardian City, so the realms do not overlap.

"I won't let anyone become a guardian guild."

"Okay, good luck with that."

The Guardian claps Myeongjin's shoulder, coolly riding on the non-dragon, and the rest of the mercenaries stagger, but follow the Guard onto the non-dragon.

Wei who had already occupied one seat closed his eyes.

"I, too, will help you!"

A monk from a distant country throws himself like that, how can he escape to a foreign country when he's his own citizen?

This is why this country is forever in the hands of its in-laws.

The guard nods at Wei's decision.

"Do it."

Short greetings and cheers rise and fall.

As you look at the distant non-dragon, you make a determination.

"I'll be back as soon as I can."

Myeongjin, who left the group, decided to return alone.