4.
The Goddess of Protection is made up of five fragments.
Those pieces are glowing around me now.
[He is a worshipper.]
The superior image sword.
Goddesses are always respected by people. burdened. He is expected. Being that meets expectations. The one who has to hold his head high until the day the world ends.
Because that's the monarch.
[He's compassionate.]
A compassion sword.
Goddess always understands people's wounds. You get a transplant. Even if you don't get hurt by flesh, your heart egg with wounds that have been transferred from someone else, keeping anonymous screams in your heart.
Because that's the monarch.
[He's a tester.]
Origin gum (31048).
The goddess always judges. Extract. Make sure the person who wishes to you is genuine. Or are you just whispering a lie and making fun of it? To make sure that the true petition is never buried under a false trap.
Because that's the monarch.
[He's a sacrifice.]
Sacrificial biopsy.
Goddess always suffers. The more time he devours, the more time the other blossoms, and the deeper his pain, the more praiseworthy his life is. No meaningless pain is allowed to him.
Because that's the monarch.
[He is the Savior.]
Salvation sword.
Goddess always saves others. Abandons oneself, puts one's own desires, tastes, pleasures, hobbies, and cold etymology in the name of what he wants to protect. There is someone else on the other side of the scale. There are others. Who relentlessly lowers himself, just as much, to raise others. Those who need to get off.
So.
[Bow.]
He's a monarch.
[The Goddess of Protection is manifesting.]]
My sword shines brightly.
Someone screams.
He was a crocodile gentleman.
“Five? More than four proverbs of promise? ”
The gentleman opened his eyes wide and looked at me as if he could not believe me.
“No way! This is ridiculous! Goddess of Protection...... Whitaya must have been the first constellation to be torn apart! It would have been divided into five pieces! ”
A slight malignancy spills through the crocodile's large teeth.
“Even if you put the pieces together and put them together, the last piece! The last piece still has the ability to kill! How could you...?! ”
Indeed.
Kim Yul had already knelt down to me a long time ago, but the crocodile gentleman had no idea. Maybe it's natural. These are the only constellations that can tell us about this, like the [ox harvesting ruins] that have seen my past, or the [eye living in a maze] that has read my information.
“Deception……. Yes! It's a trick! You were not only the king of death, you were the king of sorcery! But that kind of prank can deceive us--"
“I have never made fun of my existence, nor have I allowed it. ”
A voice stops the Crocodile Gentleman.
It wasn't my voice.
“It's been a while.”
The light emitted from the sword tangles and forms. Shining. Somehow, the light doesn't shine, and it seems to be able to be watched forever.
Bassaac! The swarm of light rages. Not just my sword, but compassion, origins, sacrifice, salvation and the Young Sword of your sack are broken and drawn into the light.
“It's been a long time, in fact, since I've been a whole body."
And the giant wings spread.
“Four Kings."
It was five pairs of wings.
“My warrior. ”
The noise rang.
A pair of wings spread out and the table flew. Kuaang! When the second wing unfolds, the wall breaks. The third wing spread and split the ceiling. The fourth wing caused a storm, and the fifth and last wing covered the skies of the world.
[Goddess of Protection expresses her power.]]
The angel covered the sun and cast five shadows on the earth.
“I will fight with you. ”
The shadow is the power of the goddess.
The Territory of the Goddess of Protection.
The world of shade, which overcame the sun and cast out the sky and reigned as the only light with white wings, came here.
“---- I refuse!”
The crocodile gentleman squeals like he's vomiting blood.
"Whew! You who have become light in the shadows! You are not the owner of the 67th floor! It's us! We are the [twins of eternal servants] and the [nobles of dry hands], and the [reddest sommelier] are the masters here! Your sanctuary will lose its light here! ”
The crocodile's cry was not just an act.
[Admin declines co-ownership.]
[The Goddess of Protection does not own this place.]
The sky was stained with blood.
The sun shining here, the 66th world, twisted from the way I knew it. The sphere that emitted the white light suddenly blacked out. A line, line, and black were drawn as if the child had been painted with crepes.
[The Red Sommelier expresses his power.]
Black holes.
Wherever the sun was, the abyss was pierced.
“Flow Out! ”
In a hole like a fucking giant well, bam! A liquid thicker than water leaks out than liquor. Heave-ho. Heave-ho. It is blood. Red blood pours from the well of heaven without rest.
"Behold! Every drop of bloodshed I have collected! My lovely congregation! ”
The crocodile gentleman raises his arm. Glug! Blood spilled from the sky.
Blood spills into the crocodile's small palm, flooding through the thick rakes.
“This is my temple! Sanctuary! No one can deny me.”
“I see.”
The Goddess of Protection folds her wings and spreads them across.
A light burst.
The white wings cast a shadow like a sword, and the straight body casts a shadow like a blade.
The Sword of Destruction -- the Goddess of Protection, Whitya said.
“If you do, I'll cut you down. ”
[Goddess of Protection expresses her power.]]
[The Goddess of Protection is the manager on the 65th and 66th floors.]
Whitya reaches out.
Fingers curled up like hooks toward the Crocodile Gentleman.
[Goddess of Protection invades 67th floor!]
Then, the five branches of light emanating from each fingernail struck the crocodile gentleman.
5.
[The world is not for beginner protection.]
[Begin laminar electroshock.]
[There is currently a tiering transition in the limbo-white world - the lunar world versus the banquet world - the Taiji world - the horseradish world.]
“Aaaaahhhh!”
The crocodile screams.
A cluster of five rays engraved on its body [squeezing] ragged wine from the body of a crocodile, just as cracks in the earth spit out lava.
“The spirits are thick. ”
Goddess of Protection said.
“Only someone who can suck the juice out of his heart can squeeze this much blood. Even a meat-eating animal can feel pity for its hairless offspring. Even scaly animals quit hunting when they're full. ”
[The existence of the ‘Red Sommelier’ is blurred.]
“You were not even an animal, but an insect. ”
[The existence of the ‘Red Sommelier’ is blurred.]
“Damn it, damn it! You were beheaded and broken by a human you chose! You scum who couldn't face even the lesser constellations! ”
“Yes, I was. ”
The crocodile's scream is taken in boldly and spilled.
It's as if the master of the sword is being shot at by his opponent.
“But first, I was the founding monarch of an empire. ”
The blade twists, turns, and slaps the crocodile on the shoulder three times.
“Grrrghhh!! ”
[The existence of the ‘Red Sommelier’ is blurred.]
“Enough!! ”
I was stuck for a while in a hurry. Allies of the reddest sommelier set out.
The nobleman with the dry handprint shouts to the twins.
“It's your fault! What are you freezing for? If you do your part right, the reddest sommelier gets hurt like that-- “
"Is it true? ”
Of course I do.
The Goddess of Protection has allies.
Ta-ah!
“There are some obvious weaknesses in [Targeted Skills]. ”
The constellations blink loudly.
My fist was racing through the air as it was rushing by.
“Let's pour rain with both hands. ”
A sledgehammer was inserted into the crocodile's stomach. Kuang!
Vibration seeps through the crocodile's body and spreads like waves through the surrounding air.
A few drops of blood were mixed in the waves of the intangible.
“Big, huff...! ”
“You have a strong stomach. It's not punctured. ”
I wielded my fist again.
“You can't do this. I can't face you. ”
Phew!
The same blood that was scattered around me was on my knuckles.
“I am the master of Wheiya, and I must do it." ”
One more time, I punched him in the face.
“Khh, ugh...! ”
A hole in the crocodile's stomach has been punctured.
Thus, the amount of wine that erupted from crocodiles did not diminish, even if the [nobleman of dry hand prints] deals damage by the scissors of the whistle to the twins.
[The existence of the ‘Red Sommelier’ is blurred.]
[The existence of the 'Red Sommelier’ becomes blurred…….]
“Ah,"
The sky, it opened.
As more wine erupted from the crocodile's stomach, blood gushed from the hole in the sky. I was constantly bleeding like a sewer that broke during the rainy season.
[The ‘Red Sommelier’ can no longer retain its authority.]
There was a baby alligator that was swept away by the red flood, and that was probably the end of the sommelier.
[Begin Rank Adjustment.]
[Eliminate the nickname of the ‘Red Sommelier’.]
[67 floors of quests have been cleared!]
[Update the results of the floor skidding.]
[The 67th floor is now managed by Goddess of Protection!]]
Okay. Okay.
I turned my head. There was a goddess floating. We gaze at the fallen crocodile's faults.
“Whew.”
“Yes, sir. ”
That's the end of our conversation.
I ran down to the left. He flew to the right.
Only the crocodile's fault remains in the middle and is swallowed up by the bloody flood, swept away somewhere.
“…… ah!"
At the end of the air, Whitebeard stands.
At the end of the road, I stood a black man.
“If hitting one side is meaningless,”
I put my fist to black people.
“What you need to do is attack both sides at the same time. ”
He swings his wings at the white man.
["The Mighty Man With The Dry Hand Mark" Reveals His Power!]
The nobleman with the dry hand print tried to stop the concomitant blow before the damage...
[Admin declines co-ownership.]
[‘The Man with the Dry Hand Mark’ doesn't own this place.]
As the crocodile did, the goddess of guardian, who became the administrator of this floor, bounced off its power.
“Damn it."
[Dry Hand Digger Invades 67th Floor]
“Too late.”
One step ahead, a collision takes place on both sides of the battlefield.
It's been a disadvantage to the twins since the beginning. The twins have always been the tankers. His martial arts skills were not great.
On the other side of me, the whistle swings a pair of wings at the same time.
I hit him.
The white man's limbs crack open.
“I'm fine.”
The black man who confronted me said to the white man,
“You're okay. ”
Even as I approached, the black man did not resist. I didn't think I was good enough to resist. The black man's interest lies only in his own half.
“It's okay, as long as I'm here. You……."
“Yes."
I swing my fist.
“Not while you're around. ”
There was a gale of power.
The Black One was exposed to my attack. It's okay, I can't seem to connect. The shoulder is hit and the jaw is attacked.
Once the Black Man's words are gone, there is no one left to deny the White Man's damage.
“Ahhhh!”
The first to fall was the white man. In the wound that became irrefutable, the damage that continued to accumulate, eventually the whites were swept away. Splash! Now that the surface of the blood has been filled to the horizon itself, the white man turns back powerlessly.
The fate of the Black One was no different.
“Ah……."
Black man has fallen to the rocks. My whole body is devoured by my recommendation.
“It's great to chew through pain and get back up again. ”
I looked down at the black one.
Whereas the black man's gaze was not towards me. Below where the wings of the whistle flutter. I looked straight at only the white man who had fallen into a deep sleep.
“Every time you got stronger, I wouldn't have a chance to win today. But you spit instead of chewing. That's it.”
"......."
Black Man smiles. Only then did the black man turn his head, without focus, without a pupil, and look up at this side with his eyes wide open.
“Some people just can't be strong. ”
I nodded.
Without a word.
A moment later, black man opened his lips.
“You can be strong. ”
His lips had a smile on them.
“All of you. Die. ”
That was the curse left on the world by the twins' constellations.
[The existence of the 'twin of eternal servants’ is blurred.]
[Begin Rank Adjustment.]
[Eliminates the nickname of the 'eternal palace twin’.]
At the same time, the black and white bodies gradually scattered into ashes. On the rock where the black man was lying, a parrot with only one wing raised his head.
[68th Floor Quest Completed!]
[Update flight plan results….]
Yeah, it is.
I looked back at the last remaining constellation.
“You!”
The nobleman with the dry handprint is furious.
It was just meaningless anger.
As proven in classic games, the only thing a single supporter can do is ride the portal.
A supporter who refuses to ride the portal will simply put his name on the sign.
Such a fate, the nobleman would have understood as well.
The nobleman still stared at me with his eyes burning with hatred. Buck up, buck up. Everything I saw about myself, about the sound of blood splattering, the whistle that was flying behind me, seemed to be an abomination.
“There are no constellations left for you to take any more damage. ”
The nobleman stares at him.
[‘The Mighty Man with the Dry Hand Mark’ expresses his power.]
[The Goddess of Protection refuses.]]
[Authority voids.]
Perhaps, the nobleman tried to transfer the damage he would take to him. But this procedure would require their consent.
Obviously, he refused.
The nobleman stared at me.
[‘The Mighty Man with the Dry Hand Mark’ expresses his power.]
[‘The nobleman of the dry hand print’ chose you as a replacement for the damage he would suffer.]
[Do you accept the choice?]
I shook my head.
[Authority voids.]
The nobleman chews his teeth.
“You have to understand me."
"......."
“It's not my fault. It's not your fault. It's your fault. It's your fault. It's the tower's fault. Everything should be. Therefore, you will have to understand my situation. ”
I reached out my hand.
Slowly, the whistle collapsed.
Five pairs of wings fell apart into a single, five-piece sword. The five black sacks overlap again, dozing off with one sword.
“No.”
I grabbed the hilt of the sword.
“Proof that you were already in the tower, understood by the tower. ”
“I--"
“Enough. Enough. ”
The sword draws a hose.
A sudden splash of red water dropped something heavy.
[The existence of the 'nobleman with dry fingerprints’ becomes blurred.]
[Begin Rank Adjustment.]
[Eliminates the nickname of the ‘Fairy with Dry Hand Marks’.]
In the sleep, a chicken puddles up. It was a chicken with red fleas. The chicken swam underneath my feet, salt the white feathers red.
That's it.
[69th Floor Quest Completed!]
[Update the results of the floor transition….]
The alliance of the three constellations fell beneath my blade.
[You are qualified to challenge the 70th floor.]
The road to the seventh stage is open.