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Strange. Rod thinks so and looks down at Frey's body. This is not Fray's body. He's out of the Gule of Im's body. A transcendental body that can't even be scratched by a reasonable attack.
Then even if you call it a transcendental body, you have to disappear when you are struck by the irreversible nature. But Fray's body didn't disappear. It's blurred as if it were going to disappear soon, but the shortness of breath hasn't completely disappeared. That's odd.
"Dead for sure." Heart explodes and brain kills. There are no creatures that can live while all the mops have been mopped up.
That's why I'm so reluctant. In the first place, a man had a career out of the gang. Even if he is not alone, it is clear that he is a normal human being and can't be accomplished. This guy is full of possibilities. So I can't be careful.I can't even feel it. So I'll get rid of the anxiety.I 'll trample on the possibility of being smaller than dust.
It was the moment Rod tried to use his right hand.
“Looks like a lot.” Rod doesn't look back. Then I knew that the owner of the voice was Asura. [So? Did you show up because you think you could win now?] Rod grows grumpy. Of course, Lord's words are not good enough now. But what do you mean, the only leather that could have killed him just now? If there was a fate, it would be a verdict. There is no longer any threat to Jarod's fate.
You don't have to worry about dying.
It will be done slowly, then it will be done with certainty. He was the winner.
“... No.” Asura knew that. He shook his head in a bitter hue. "I saw the fight between you and Frey.” It was a bloodbath that didn't even get in the way. Different, different dimensions. Asura only watched and ran away. It borrowed the power of release, which he was thoroughly ignoring.
It would have been no more humiliation for him. For Asura, who has lived for thousands of years, today will be engraved with scars that cannot be cured for life... Or. There is another way.
Kuung. Asura has disposed of all six weapons.
And the other day, I gave it to Frey, and he said, “I'll learn, Lord. ”
[It's ugly. Asura. You don't look so good imitating a demon.] “… I know. Something like that." [Why are you trying to lose your life? I have no intention of destroying the prison.] As Rod said. [I'm reducing the need for a prison. I'm not going to destroy this place and create chaos. Behold, the end of the clown who mistakenly casts hell into his hands.] Lucifer's neckless corpse comes to mind. Rod puts his hand in the corpse.
Tight!
[...] And this is the nucleus of Satan, which was the balance of hell in the past. It was not completely digested.] A small piece of jewelry was gripped in Rod's hand, which was buried in his body. It was a mysterious feeling that felt unlimited life force and possibility, and that was the only sign that could materially prove the balancer's qualifications. Lucifer had both the nuclear of Satan and the nuclear of the dragon rod. And then, after separation, one dependent material bears all the nuclei.
I would have chosen to share it after realizing that it is legal, that is, it has the nucleus of a dragon rod on the continent.
Rod handed over the Satan's nuke to Asura. [I will give it to you.] “….” [The only monarch who survived is you and Lilith, two. Gmongma doesn't deserve a balancer, but you can. If you're one step ahead of the other monarchs... the only one like Satan in the past.
I will help you become a monarch.]
It was a charming proposition. I thought all six monarchs had seen it once. The one and only thing that rules the whole hell.
Medicine monarch.
Asura was particularly eager to be a stranger. If she hadn't been shaken, she'd be lying.
But Asura shook her head. [... Why?] “What does it mean to have someone else sit down?
I think so. I take it by my own hand. I've lived so long. "Wood chop. Asura grips her fist. Rod sighs. [Stupid. Do you feel like you've accomplished something by spitting that out yourself? You are no longer a mortal physician. Be aware of yourself, demon.] Asura flies towards Rod without answering. Rod does not move.“ …! ”
Then Azura's body stops. His body rises red. I'm pouring out all my heart power, but it's not as tight as it was before the invisible reality. Worst! Followed by the body of Suzura, the blood has risen. Rod looks at Asura with an unimpressed eye. Naturally, if there was no resistance to his power, it would be natural for the party to be like this. Frey was just so exceptional.
C. Even after Lucifer was called strong, he couldn't reach his fingers.
Hedgehog.
Then he smiles. Rod asks. [Why are you laughing?] “Because... more than I thought, you chatty bastard.” [……] I glanced back at him. Fray's body was lost there.
[Dare...!] Rod's eyes fluttered, and his fury swept away. Asura laughs. “Stupid...! Studying is hard, asshole! King Ituma... Do you have something to say to God for half a penny! Haha, ha!” Asura looked at the road with her eyes open.
“I... really hate you guys!” [Rod] swung his hand nervously. Then Asura's body explodes.
, and flew to the Blood Board Room. I killed Asura with one hand, but I was thinking about Rod's brainchild. Fray's body didn't just disappear. Someone moved him. The existence is obvious. [Release] The last remaining monarch, the Queen of Montmage. I thought it was a worthless, buggy thing, but it bothers me too. Where did he go? [Good. I'll be good for you.]
Rod's eyes are gone again. At one moment, he regained his coolness. Literally, "I'll chase you to the end of hell and kill you.
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“Hush………! Huffy...!" Release breaks a few wings. “Why am I, like this..." Fray's body wrapped around his shoulders. Yeah, it's a dead body. My body is colder than the ice field, and I don't feel any vitality. "Asura, you idiot!"
She spits nervously. Asura's end is not seen until the end, but she realizes that she would not have survived. Pot! The body of the daily release is blurred, and it reappears in the fallen space. This is the power of release. She's got one foot in the realm of dreams. It was also possible to flee there from time to time. Then, the opponent is the monster that dominates the space. Rod was clearly dreaming of invading and conquering virtualized space.
C. That's why the release is using the convenience method. Dreams and realities were blurring Rod's detection grid. I'm sure he'd have been caught without using this method.
But... it's only a matter of time. ”I've been bitten by the release procedure. It wouldn't be convenient if I were a road family. She'd be caught in myelin, and she'd have a miserable ending like Asura. Against the one who controls the alternate space.
How do I get away? '
ImageOk has become a strange world that cannot be called hell. Rod mixes up the gangs here. Like the black fodder in the sky, there is an ominous three-dimensional rift.
Kwakic! "Argh..” Release didn't scream in the pain of falling off her shoulder. The left wing was ripped off. She lost one wing, unstable ratio.
She falls on the ground with a row. Face to face, she hears a voice. [You thought you were a little more evil.]
Rod,
The release was evil. Asura was desperately making money, so it was pointless. [Asura died to defend her sleepy pride. She refused to sit on the throne that was made, and died of ignorance. Why are you trying to save him?]
I owe you my life. ”
The release weighs heavily and looks at Frey. “I mean, fuck the devil. You're lying. I wouldn't have thought of making Asura the balance of hell.” [Bullshit...] "Ha. I've been lying to you for thousands of years. You don't think you can smell a liar?"
"I don't want you to live in hell.
Uh. ”Rod forgot his words. Because I didn't think I'd be able to read even a little of myself to another woman. I didn't miss my release. She pushes Frey into the Common Space next to him. Frey's body is swallowed up in the black space. Rod looked down at the view.
[Do you know what you've done?]
“What are you going to do now?" [Yes. You know that.] Qujic! The next moment, the whole body of the release was defeated as if stepped on something huge. Immediately. The last monarch of hell was an inexhaustible, miserable end. Release wouldn't even realize his own death.
Rod looks down at the puddle of flesh and blood that was created by the release. It wasn't worth talking to Asura Wadali.
C. Environment
[[That space is my world. Release, you pushed Fray directly into the inner lair. It didn't mean anything to you.] Stupid people. Rod thought to himself, trying to step into his own space. However, it felt like it was jammed in the jaw, the neck and the wall. [What?] Rod's voice is shattered. I couldn't do this. He made it.
Can't you handle the system? [...]] Then Rod immediately recalls a certain existence. His expression turns nasty.
[... Iris, are you going to interrupt me until the end?] “Woohoo…….” I hear a blaring laugh. Rod speaks in a narrow voice.
[You're hitting on me in vain. Yeah. I've been forgetting your existence for a while now, irispider. Now, get the hell out of my gang.]
Oh, my God. Rod's face hardened. Despite the direct release declaration, Hyiris is still in the gang. No, that's not all. I couldn't interfere with the Mujer Gang. [How…….] “The Musketeer Gang is no longer your world. I've been studying this space for 4,000 years, Rod, and you don't even know the secrets of this place.” There is no such thing as that. Rod opens a silent subscription for a moment.
[Bullshit. You don't have a lot of space. 'Where is it? Where did you take Frey?] “Hugh.” Iris smiles a little. Rod stares at the black space for a moment, and opens his mouth. [I don't know what you're thinking. He's dead. What you have is nothing more than a simple corpse.... Fraybleke made a transcendental mark. It means that the boundary between the flesh and the soul is gone.] Death to ordinary life is new.
It means small. Even if the body dies, the soul will not disappear, the continent will be ready for a fresh start. And then when you make the transcendental landscape, you get out of the society of life, and you can govern the world at a higher level. But I can't say it's a blessing. It's out of the gullet of life. Death to the transcendent means a complete end, not a restart. Fray's case is a little more extreme.
There will be no residual ideologies left. There was no Irish Spinner Gaggilmore.
“I know, so give it to us.” [… we?] “Yes. My Warucas will live here for the rest of his life.I don't want any interference, Lord, but you have a lot to do. We need to reset the world.” [..] Rod said in a shrewd voice.
“Lucas is dead. If you're going to take his body from me, I'm going to disturb you, too. I'll bother you to die.” That's not a bluff. Rod grabs the room for a second. Iri Spider. Clearly, this woman is a nuisance. Frey's dead now, it's obvious that she can annoy herself. And it's obvious that some Irish who have his own power will resist the power of space.
I may be able to kill you, but..... ’The continent cares. Dro's nuke was the first thing Rod should have secured. Geda Gafrey is dead. There's no way to revive it. It's more like a crab job to finish a continent than to obsess over a single corpse.
'I'll kill you afterwards.' The thought ends and the dog nods. [... you finally did what you wanted. Black Witch, I will commend you for your perseverance and your spirit.] I don't know if I've been fooled by it.
Rod disappeared without opening his mouth any more. He went to the continent. “….” Then the silence fell on the rooftop to see if there was anyone.
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