Seoul Station Druid

It is a dictatorship.

Very pretty in purple.

I'm not really satisfied.

Results focused on all of Sega's competencies.

"Hey."

A woman with a sharp voice shouts, and a escort walks in.

"Yay."

"Give this to the beggar."

I gave the dogma a good deal of freshness.

"To the oath?"

A woman who can be called a beggar.

He looks like an inviting face in his 20s, but his insides are 200 years old.

Hao Munjoo no.

"Yes, what do you say?"

"Tell him it's an elixir for the Blood Horse."

"Yep."

As the escort went out, Geumo smiled.

Even if it is fresh, it will die.

"Hehe."

All the recipes for 'poison’ by predecessor Muslim pimps, even their families, killed them, making it difficult to find the data.

But with information gathering and analysis, Hao Moon is superior to opening up.

The opening reached the shore and eventually occupied the temporary monks, but Hao Moon snuck into the shadows even more.

I am not involved in any major business in Moorim, but I know more than anyone else.

They were finally able to find the recipe for the poison that was known to have been practiced by the doomed Moorish family.

‘This is the cluster of the tetrarch poison. ’

A family that is always one handed when it comes to medicine and poisonous cancer.

Hao Moon eventually found it, though it disappeared without a trace because of the prehistoric Muslim oppression.

‘This is an opportunity. ’

Now Hao Moon, who empowered the earth, will be a stepping stone to the parish.

*

Shhh.

The non-dragons flew at an incredible speed, but the wind pressure was unbearable for the top masters.

Ten favored players look around for the upcoming battle with the Mamons.

"Hey!"

It is home to the nearest great chief, Uros.

Phew.

The dragon folds its wings wide and swings down.

"Khh!"

A Mamonbi with wings, who jumped off the ground and jumped at him.

"Man to man."

"Phew!"

Dangcheol flies the rain on the call of protection.

It was not made by Jang Sun-phil of the Celestial Hall, but a pile of rainbows for disposable use.

‘It would be helpful to have a sub-space pocket. ’

The valuable items created on Aruca did not work on the Nine Thousand Realms.

Among the three planets of Aruca, Nine Thousand and Earth, Earth was the only place that held everything.

Nine thousand and Aruca did not violate each other's planetary rules.

Only the inventory of protection is free of its rules.

Dangcheol throws out his hand after throwing all the rain packed in his pocket.

"Sir!"

"It's old."

The Guardian took the revolution out of his inventory.

The leather belt had a subtle disposable rainfall, but it seemed to fit 50.

Huff.

I abandoned an empty revolution and surrounded myself with a new one.

It looks like it's hard to walk, but it doesn't matter.

I won't walk.

Idiot.

Despite the chaotic rainfall, the Mamonbi fall to their grave wounds.

But there were too many of them.

"Oh, fuck. Why are there so many of them?"

There aren't many common Mamon villages.

The ten gave me an easy answer.

"I thought the Party Master knew because he had a wide doorway. Don't you know the Uros?"

"Damn, this was Uros' turf."

Aldama.

Dangcheol, who wandered around with a narrow river lake, couldn't have known the Mamon name.

He is the only Mamonbi known to be less combative than the average Mamon.

Of course, there must be many Mamonbis in his tribe.

Those guys are good fighters, too.

"It's you!"

50 rainbows ran out soon.

The Guardian asked, giving a new revolution.

"Teacher Nam-bul, what's wrong with you?"

"I can't."

"That's a waste of experience."

"Please take care of this town."

The Guardian left it to Dangjin Cheol, not because he had any other intention. I'm just helping him fight.

"Then... hey, beggar."

"Yes, Master."

"Is that Uros' house over there?"

Whether the thoughts of the powerful are always there, big and fat, glamorous, or high is the home of the most powerful.

"Yes, that's right."

"Good. That's a good place."

A treasure trove for the Grand Chief.

The rest of us don't have to go through it.

"Non-dragon."

Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo!

As the dragon descends, it flaps its wings again, raising its altitude.

"Khh!"

You can see the Mamonbis flying black.

All those who are resting at home in that commotion are about to fly in and attack.

A few angry bastards even throw spears in their hands.

"Well, no big deal."

You don't have to kill, but you don't have to kill.

Wiiiing.

Tree Spirits fly out of the surrounding forest in response to the protective harmony.

They soon turn white, and then they become transparent and windy.

Whyrieric.

A whirlwind from everywhere swept the floor.

The whirlwind merged with the wind and became a whirlwind, and soon it became a tornado and soared high into the sky and sucked into the clouds.

Whee!

The cold winds bend like a dance and destroy Uros' large village.

The roof flew, the walls flew, the livestock they had raised, the Mamonbi mixed.

Bang, bang!

They smashed into each other and died like that.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The tornado slowly turned and destroyed everything except Uros' house.

"What the hell!"

The ten were so surprised that my body became stiff.

The stiff jaw was trembling less than my will.

‘Not human. ’

He's already fresh, but isn't this beyond common sense?

Is it the incarnation of abundance? ’

I'm more curious as to who Hematoma is.

No, I wonder.

Fear, awe.

That was exactly how the ten felt.

Whew.

Silent skies and devastated earth like when a mad whirlwind swept over them.

The non-dragon lowers its altitude.

"Grrrr."

Mamonbi survivors are still everywhere.

"Do you want kids? You want to hit your head?"

"If you give me the chance, of course I'll go for your head."

"It's so easy for us to go inside."

"It's all because of you."

The mockery of the Guardian was not much.

What is struggle?

When are you going to face a weaker enemy than me and when are you going to beat a stronger one than me?

This is an opportunity worth considering.

‘He wants me to set it up. ’

This is a great opportunity to lay iron plates and shave your face.

At least the Grand Chief is a master of photography.

An absolute horoscope given only one person on the planet.

With the exception of the microscope, the best opponent is the master of the image.

"Good."

The castle is intact.

You walk towards the house of the Mamonbi chief, Uros.

After that, I followed the anticipated tens of foolish faces carefully.

The Guardian draws a sword from his inventory.

‘Sword of God.’

Ten gazes stayed on the sword.

The sword of Namgongjangcheon, a predecessor.

An absolute jewel placed on the edge of the contemporary microscope.

Now it's blood...

No, an absolute stranger who doesn't know where he's from.

Grrr.

"They're all dead and they're not coming out."

The Sword slashed the space.

Kung fu!

The castle breaks apart and collapses.

Kuku Kung.

"……."

My body trembles with nonsense.

There were ten such bashing shoulders.

"Da, party agreement."

Dangcheol whispered to the ten ears.

"That's ridiculous, isn't it? Do you know what herb that is?"

"I-I don't know."

I don't even know what an absolute sword is.

"The Great Sagittarius."

"No, that's ridiculous!"

Is that some kind of trinket sword?

"Yes, this is not a rectangular dragon."

The Guardian solved Huanglongbing's misconception about how to strike.

Additional Skill ‘Taishank’ will be unsealed.

A tornado followed by another unsealed skill, Tao San Ping.

I don't know what that means. I just got a new one.

"What is the interpretation of the tapioca?"

The Guardian asked.

I know this well.

"Well, it means climbing down a big mountain."

"Oh, as expected of you, Mr. Nambu, under the Trident Blade Act."

"……."

Why is the Trident Blade?

The name is magnificent. In fact, it is like basic herbal remedies for beating the Taoist pressure.

Herbal names are metaphors and metaphors.

The protection that executes it is strange....

"It's coming."

"Rrrrgh!"

I knew I had a big voice because I was a commander.

Uros, the leader of the Mamonbi, is diverting.

Huge, huge wings.

And a long window.

[I'll never forgive you!]

The Guardian also took a pill in Mamon's language, so he understood what was mixed into his roar.

The Guardian smiles and looks at Dangjin.

"Take care of it."

"No, if you stick with me now, I'm your best shot."

"I knew it. How can you not fight?"

"Don't tease me, Brother. Do something quickly."

The guard reaches out, smiling bloody.

Upsy-daisy.

The color of the clouds that were being drawn in by the tornado quickly faded.

Enemies of the clan!]

"Kure!"

Seeing him dashing in fury, he seems to be entitled to a lot of Mamon hatred in this historical proof.

That's what it's called when the crowd gathers.

"Lightning bolt."

Gold Lightning Level 60 of Protection Skill.

Even a 7-Star Dungeon Boss survives on his daughter's blood, so the masters of the painting will be fine with just a simple blow.

Cough! Cough!

Uros, struck by lightning, rolls the floor.

His charred, scorched wings were so broken that they couldn't carry out their natural functions.

Uros stood on the ground during his training in that room.

His face is distorted with burns, but he is solemn enough not to feel any pain.

[What kind of enemy have you lost?]

[The enemy?]

Uros is quite surprised by the question of protection.

You didn't know you spoke Mammon.

[Yes! I know you're not Muslim.]

So?

[…….]

You want me to stay out of other people's home fights?

[All you can ask for is power.]

The predators protect their territory because their power boils or their prey varies.

We will not fight unless we have the assurance of overwhelming victory. Injury will soon be food for other predators.

I knew you were a master of photoscopes. You can't nod with a single bolt of lightning.

By raising the harmony and raising the output.

[Try one more bolt of lightning.]

[……!]

Cough!

Is it because of the Mamonbi's unique agility without wings?

Boom, boom!

I avoided the falling lightning bolt.

A lightning bolt struck on top of the one that had been avoided by a small difference.

Squeak, squeak!

"What?"

Isn't this kind of attack hard when you're an expert at paintings?

"Avoid this, too."

Protection has reached its limit of harmony.

Cough!

As if to represent the feeling of protection, the angry clouds spit out rough noises and start striking lightning.

Boom, boom, boom!

Dozens of lightning strikes made me confused that the sun was rising in front of my eyes.

Boom, boom!

After being hit by a lightning bolt, Uros' furious bundle of lightning hits the floor dozens of times.

Kur.

When the black clouds are gathered, Uros' sunny village is ruined itself.

"Tongue, brother. Mine..."

Dangcheol stares blankly, and the guardian smiles quietly.

"Well, I'll give it to you next time."

You're overpowering yourself.

Then why is she shaking like that?

The guard said a word after seeing ten shivering like convulsions.

"Hey, you're young."

"Hehe, yep."

No, it's not.

I don't think I need to tell you.

I know what you mean.