Hell (2)
I looked down at Chafray, who was laughing at Zentaga. I never thought I'd come to Surferunai. 'It's a spider web prey. ”Of course I know you're not a worthy opponent. I don't know how powerful this magician is.
But this is where I grew up in Gentagaam.
Most of the killers live in the city. Even if they call themselves kings of the diarrhoea, they would kill themselves without leaving any trace of Didinda. It's not worth mentioning if your opponent is a sorcerer. The sorcerer was one of the easiest to kill. Their bodies are gaping. They're not the same kind of wizards who are always standing around, knights armed with hard armor, and witches who like to use bad spirits. Even when you walk, when you eat, when you sleep, even when you're vigilant, your whole body is empty. Above all, cast magic.
The spell is inevitably a kill time for assassins.
'How can I kill you?’ The subject came to Morgohatumaycar. I don't think it's okay to pull it out of my nails. If not, melting from the poison from the tip of the toe.Usually, the galactic god is shocked when he disappears. Deep aquatic magic might last a little longer. Most people don't tolerate physical pain.
At the moment of Gentagai's death, Fray's guilt changed.
The time to face the gaze was short. Genta knew that. But I was not able to issue an order. Why? Fray's body is a gap. That's for sure. That guy's body will be a slut once in a while.
'But...’
I didn't want to give an order.
Zentha felt her palms shriveled. 'Am I nervous? "Argh. He's gone by himself. It was a word that had nothing to do with tension, fear and fear. Until he met Demigod, he confronted them, and he abandoned his arrogance. And I believed that, humanely, I grew up as an assassin. Then the situation was as similar as it was then, when I first encountered Ananta. G'Hahn Wars
The genta at the time quickly narrowed the distance. In Im's head, I saw a scene of a knife cutting his throat. The moment he fell to the floor, I realized that it was a great illusion of himself. Shock. I believed I could kill even if I said I was a traitor for millennia. He was drunken enough to overcome his own lethal power, but even so, he defeated the god of Anantana after he saw it. After confirming the road dependence, even a handful of hesitations disappeared.
Zentha was compromised. Demygad thought of Iranian existence as being more dimensional than himself. It was his last pride. I'll admit Demigod as my superior. Bow your head, and don't hesitate to borrow their strength. But if I depend on it, I don't lose. I thought.
'By the way...’ I don't know, the anxiety is ahead. Genta's a footprint.
Went away. A smile disappeared on his face... ”I've chewed up Zenta's joints. I'm thrilled with the pain. He brushes the blood flowing from his lips and grasps it with all his heart. He's a magician. There's no reason to be scared.” It's been years since Apostle, and his strength has increased explosively. He succeeded in developing his own personal assassination by incorporating faith into his skills.
Anantha's power was to fly her wings at the tiger. She can rot the lake with poisonous liquid in a small bottle. Ananta's poisoning was so fatal.
He raises one hand with a firm face. “First.” Pot.
The assassins in the dark have moved involuntarily. They are the perfect terrain to strike the bow. There are many places to hide, dark, and limited places to move. Of course, there's only one place to move.
From a sentimental standpoint, this space for them was not a language constraint. Rather, it was close to the merit of making hunting accessible efficiently. I realize that all these advantages have no meaning in the future.
Flash! Something of blue light fell from the sky. Zentha blindfolded for a moment. Perhaps she would have been blindfolded if she had continued. The light was so intense that it swallowed up the back alley.
Kwaang! I heard a rumbling sound shaking the heavens and the earth. It was as great as falling meteorites from the sky. Of course, they would not have fallen. Just before he opened his eyes, he smelled macabre. It smelled familiar, but he knew it. It smelled like burnt skin. Zentha opened her eyes, and she immediately regretted it. The black charcoal was everywhere. Genta realized that he was the first assassin.
There are dozens of Eggslin corpses around Frey. “What do you say, Crab.” Extermination. Dozens of missions can't be completed without a single wound. He shook his head. "Hey, this isn't magic.” It's not magic. The first generation has a lot of experience with wizards. I am well aware that when it rains in the vicinity of the Wizard, it is an opportunity and a crisis.
There was no such thing as magical danger, performance, destruction, and ignorance. That kind of reserve force doesn't even react. It turns into charcoal. It's intense magic enough to burn a human being. There's not even a scratch on the surrounding structure. Zentha was in the mood to dream.
“It's not magic." Freigagenta replies in a few steps. Fortunately, he was not aware of the facts.
The Wizard is at a disadvantage with assassins. The great 7-Star Wizard, praised as the Archmage, might as well classify the 8-Star Wizard. Genta had the power, and the assassin's reliance on the dark was just as annoying. A first-class assassin can read Mana's movements. Then he listens to the wizard's murmurings, and does not break the city line with a minor gesture. Observe the target with an increased concentration to the limit, but their predictions won't work.
Frey can move the manas so they don't notice, memorize spells, and cast magic without going through any preemptive movements. You can use their observation power to sell the trap. Just now. 'I would have judged that I would use defensive magic. I acted deliberately. The assassins didn't break Fray's trick. It wasn't because they lacked eyesight. Fray's managing director was so good.
If it was their fault, they were so blind to their own eyes.
“Second! Third! Don't come any closer! First of all, stop it at a distance! No, his estimated range of attack...” The whole city. “” It was a low concussion, and Nagenta was outside to hear.
Frey was close to reaching out. When? No, how did you get here? Did you use Blink? No. That doesn't matter. Zenta's face is furious.
“You... son of a bitch!” I've never heard of primitive anger, a magic that narrows the distance against assassins. I couldn't have done it without treating the opponent. ”Reclaim the coldness by force. Something unconscious is happening in a row, but it could be a genotypic operation. 'You're arrogant, Wizard!’ A breathless distance. This is a chance. The assassins are most likely to die.
I had it by now, and Zenta's is particularly deadly among them. There's no need to miss this. It's a technique that can kill like a text.
The one that Zenta pulled out was the one with no ornaments. He crossed his arms between his fingers. His face became serious. 'If you stop this, I'll admit it. More than Negana.
Zentha didn't end up thinking, Frey.
I swallowed his face before the white brain exploded. “….” Zenta's body, which had lost its neck, collapsed in vain. He would not have realized how he had been killed. “All of you, Captain!” "Impossible…..” The assassins who were not agitated when the First World War was annihilated by Zenta's death collapsed. Frey hasn't missed a gap. They've all figured out where they are. 129 people left. Tsuz!
They swallowed up the brains that flowed on the ground. The assassins couldn't make a sound. They became charcoal chunks in an instant like the first generation. “….
Frey looks around. Genta and other assassins have been killed before. They're dead. They're not deceitful, they're not mistaken.
Frey's skin was Ananta's Posselingenta. However, Dofray's expression was not clear. It seemed rather uncomfortable. 'Is this the end?'
I'm reluctant.I feel like I have something on my mind. Zentha's hideout is astonishing, but she couldn't escape the sight of the Dance Woman in Hitumaycar. Didn't the demigods know that? 'No way. The Apostles and the gods are a deadly weakness.If they weren't convinced they'd be safe, they wouldn't have gone to hell. Then... Did you break the connection with Aerposse? Now he's killed Apostle, but there's nothing missing from the demigod movement.
Me? If so, there is no reason to be obsessed with Ananta Gazenta anymore. There's a chance. But Fray thought it wasn't high. Even if there was a humble way, it would not be possible to do it quickly.... The hypothesis that is plausible is that the escorted neptunus was exaggerated. ”The chimera that Leyrin made was strong. If it weren't for Freynardo, no one would be able to escape the classics. Because the sea can only be encountered in a confined area, the power of Anantanaganeptunus can be exaggerated.
As long as you keep Ggatumaycar, Zenta is absolutely safe. I might have thought so.
'Don't be sloppy.' So sloppy. They know Agni is dead. And yet they behave like this? The anxiety of the seedlings has been overwhelming. 'We need to contact Asura. Asking the Monarch of Hell would be quick to make sure Ananta is out of business, but Sue no longer responds to Fray's call.
'Shall we summon Charles for release?' they looked like they were alone. Less so than Frey and Asu, but I'm not sure the release will respond.
'Do we need to find another contractor? Not monarchs, but high-ranking or high-ranking devils who have contracted with such devils will be relatively busy. It would also be a way to ask them to give the news to Asura, but as a result, Frey's concerns became useless.
“Farewell, sir.” Frey looks back with a chill. There was a man standing behind him. 'I didn't feel it. ”Fray's expression is solid enough." Who are you? "When Frey asked with a cautious voice, the pale man smiled.“ Lucifer. ”“...! ”Lord Frey of Corruption took a quiet breath.
This is the first time I've seen it directly, but without it, I was able to increase my vigilance. I can't be sure he's a powdered seeper, but it's clear he's not uncommon just by avoiding his own feelings.
'Even though the Devil will not be able to use his power in the peace process..’ I feel an indifference that I can't hide. The word of God comes to mind. The deadly defect of the celestial system, the existence of which everyone knows about the circumstances behind Rod Wademigod. Then swallow the balance of hell. What reaction should we show?
“What do you want from me?" "I came to make you an offer.” Proposal “?" Yes. "" I saw Lucifer with an interesting face. “Won't you go to the same prison, cannabis master?"
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