The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

“· · · · · Are you saying, ‘Muslims’? ”

Same time.

Shin Hye-ji was meeting with Ha, Sun-young, Daniel and Idiology at a distance from the concert venue. It was because the guild master, his memoir, ordered him to stay away from the concert because the concert venue was dangerous.

So, I followed Hasun Young, a guild member, but I heard a strange story.

“Yes, Miss Hyeji, we Muslims are all on a gold platter. Did you know?”

When Daniel asks, Hygee nods.

“Ah, ah. Yes. That · · · ·. Don't you think it's irrelevant not to use an aerial force? ”

“It's not that kind of money. ”

The public doesn't really know about DR's finances. I've only ever come into contact with experienced hunters or Muslims.

Daniel and Idiologist uncover a few buttons on his shirt to show off his chest. It had a red tattoo on it.

“Prohibition, forcibly suppressing the shamanism of all of us. If you use an aerial force, you will be killed immediately by the Moon Margaery. ”

“· · · Yes? Da or Ma? Are you talking about my dad? ”

“Yes, Miss Hyejie. The identity of the person who puts money on DR and manages it is the Dalmatijo, your father. ”

Shin Hye-ji, who was thinking about it for a moment, said in a trembling voice.

“Joe, isn't that great? If a Muslim had an accident. ”

“· · · · · Are Muslims required to have accidents? Miss Hyeji, they're no different from superpowers. No, you know that the foundation of compromise starts with mindfulness. I'm more capable of self-restraint than a dizzy superpower. ”

“Then · · · why are you golden · ·? ”

I couldn't understand it.

“It's just that the man... He said," I wish there were no Aerials on Earth. "”

“Yes?”

Yes, it was full of words that I couldn't understand.

“So if only people who didn't want to do it came to Earth in the first place · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“That's impossible. because as soon as the Dalma opens the passageway to Earth, everyone on Earth is forced to return. ”

The one who still wants to train as a shaman, the one who loves to fight, and the one who still wants to train as a shaman is the whole of life.

And who lives in a world without compromise. Someone with a family. Even those who have children, have teachers, and all that remains of them.

They were all forcibly banned and returned to Earth.

“· · · · · · Honestly, some Muslim runaways that occurred on Earth are all because of 'Prohibition’. If it weren't for that, they would have stayed calm. ”

When Shin Hyeji's eyes became confused, Lee Hyejeology continued.

“Yes. Actually, I wanted to return to Earth. So I'm happy to accept the golden rule or whatever. ”

“Are you a · · · · rush? Well, thank goodness. ”

“I thought it was good. As a Muslim, I was also afraid that something might happen if the shaman went wrong on Earth. · · By the way, the monarch John, who had just begun to put money on the table, broke the taboo and handed it over to his daughter. In fact, I was also a hunter under the pseudonym Redleaf. ”

If the goldsmith had set an example, the Muslims would have lived silently all their lives.

But the Dalmatian broke every taboo he ever made.

Don't make a connection.

Do not turn over an unpaid officer.

Do not use a shaman.

“Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Shin Hye-ji bit his lips tightly.

It's because of you.

It was all because of him that my father began to be excluded from the Muslims.

‘If only I hadn't gone to him. ’

I wish I hadn't asked you to be a father. I wish I hadn't tried so hard to become a hunter even though I didn't have superpowers. If it were, none of this would have happened.

As Shin Hyeji blamed herself, Ha Sun-young finally broke her lips.

“So · · · · · · · · · ·. What happens?”

“From now on, we will head to the meeting place of all Muslims. ”

The only news that has been consistently delivered to all Muslims in the world through gumhee for three months.

Head to the Himalayas, who want to wipe out the Muslim Empire.

In the meantime, no one moved because there was insufficient evidence. Now, all the Muslims of the world began to wake up after hearing this news.

“And, you know, you have a story to tell, not about the money. This is the story of the individual, the Dalmatijo. ”

“· · · Yes? ”

It was a favor of the lore. Shin Hye-ji was the only daughter of the Dalmazi Zone and was his ally. But she didn't know anything, so what could be wrong with her?

I liked it. It was a narrow gesture.

“What has happened in a world without compromise from now on. Let me tell you what the Dalmatian did to us. · · · It's going to be a long story, and it's going to be a long road. ”

The story of the time when the Dalmatian didn't want Shin Hyeji to find out.

The story of a man who drenched Moorim with blood started now from the mouth of Ha Sun-young.

*

Now, everyone in the world knows that the red lobe is Dong-jun. And as the camera was still rolling, I thought, "Can you really attack me? ’I hated that face with a relaxed smile. Worm enough to kill a man with one finger.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

An explosive energy that no ordinary person can feel rises from all sides. It was a few hundred miles away, but I could tell where it was going.

The Muslims on Earth are unleashing their wrath!

How did you get here so fast? ’

Dong-jun didn't know.

In the past three months, the proverbial tale has met thirty-one masters through Gumchee and leaked information about the 'red lobster' to them. What if the Muslims were rebellious and did not believe, but the evidence was clear? Ultimately, the tears that had endured were forced to explode.

No matter how hard the moon marzi zone is, it's hard to deal with all the Muslims at once. No, I can handle it, but it's not a good spot.

‘· · · I need to hide with Hyeji for a while. ’

Thought of that, Jung Joon poured out his inner air to find Shin Hye-ji's energy onstage.

What is it?

There was none.

I couldn't feel Shin Hye-ji's energy anywhere on stage.

I quickly dispersed the air and detected all the distances in the vicinity of a few hundred meters.

‘No way. ’

Dong-jun once again looked at the story of the will.

He was planning this from the start. Put Shin Hye ji in his guild so he can do whatever he wants. Dongjun was also not a fool, so he did not trust him completely. I just never thought I'd have the guts to do this.

I changed my teeth, but it was quite late.

Cough!!

Clouds pour in. It's like calling thunder. It's the burial ground of the cerebral pope. Even the wild storms and scorching suns give way to the ferocious energy of the emperor and his elite!

Are you coming here? ’

I don't know until then. However, if you were that angry, wouldn't you have come to Korea? Dong-jun began to get nervous.

We can deal with them all. However, unlike the days when he was still acting in the jungle, he now has something to lose.

Shin Hye-ji.

If you fight with Muslims here, your daughter will be harmed socially.

‘Be patient. You should look for the next opportunity. ’

However.

'As much as the proverbial · · · · · · · · · · · · must be killed. ’

Even if it did damage the surrounding terrain, it still needed to be captured as much as the proverbial past. Fortunately, or stupid, the proverbial tale does not avoid this position, but gives a relaxed smile.

How dare you kill yourself in front of a camera?

Idiot! ’

His senses warn him again. You said you can't kill a legacy. However, the senses disappeared.

[There is a crisis in the main mover zone.]

[Due to extreme emotional swings, the effect of the skill 'Moon Fringe Channel (SSS +)' is lowered.]

[The protagonist's skill ‘SSS' will be concealed from blurred eyes.]

[Check for changes in protagonist movement level: 500 (18)]

It was really no big change.

Since the 500 level Movement Jun has only lowered by 18 levels, the Legacy cannot beat Movement Jun.

However.

‘· · · · · · · As expected. ’

It was a big clue to the story.

Slug!

The moment the Dalma flies the capital.

[Emergency Dimensional Escape Sequence is active.]

[Emergency evacuation to the nearest dimension that exceeds 5x the time scale, and will consume some life expectancy in this process.]

The new shape of the talisman faded away, and Jung Joon's wrist split the air.

After a while.

A lion's hoof burst from Jung Joon's mouth when he realized the situation.

“Aaaahhh!! ”

It was more destructive than the air of refinement, more powerful than the sound waves of Heloni.

Ow! Calm down!

“Phew, Phew. ”

Do not be overwhelmed by anger.

Sooner or later, I regain my mind.

Let's just think calmly. There are still Muslims coming.

Then what should we do?

‘· · · · · · · · Better get rid of everything. ’

Bad judgment.

‘No. It's the only way now. ’

Aiya.

However, the location is not good. Many may not have a problem, but after eliminating them all, Mogjun had to return to society.

If there are no Muslims on Earth, there are no obstacles that would be a stumbling block in front of them.

I don't know how I escaped, but I can't run away for the rest of my life from my own eyes.

First of all, you leave this place, and then you go around looking for the Muslims and slit their throats one by one.

That's Movement Standard's plan.

He thought about it and thought of a place to hide for a while.

‘Jungyeon snow · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

There was only one place that came to mind.

*

“· · Ugh! ”

Taking her hand off the painting, Yekaterina sits on the floor of the museum.

“The same future, twice. ”

In the painting was the concert hall of Heloni, Pop's goddess. A few days ago, in her dream, the Heloni concert was ruined by some disaster. However, if he prophesied and proclaimed the truth to the world, he could have prevented it as much as he wanted.

“Avon! ”

There is only one reason why the prophecy appears again.

It is because the world was not revealed.

Avon. She didn't reveal the prophecy for some reason.

‘But · · · · disaster stopped. ’

Fortunately, the disaster did not start in the future that Yekaterina saw.

‘Legacy.’

He showed up again and changed the disaster.

The question of how is not important. However, it is only important that the disaster was almost upon the world once again by Avon's judgment.

It has been like this for a long time, saying that a terrible disaster will befall, and that no matter how many times you warn him, Aben will reveal only a few prophecies to the world. One day, when I asked why, I heard an answer like this.

‘Cause it benefits me. ’

There's a competitor's headquarters there, but there's a rebellious country these days, and there's a guild that I don't like. For some ridiculous reason, Abel was limiting the prophecy.

‘· · · I hate it now. ’

What do they do based on the prophecy? That he has no power to stop it.

It is better not to see the future, so if you are empowered by yourself.

If only I could use magic like the other wizards of the Morian Guild.

The moment I think about it.

Barrels, barrels · · ·!

My feet are ringing somewhere. Regular or irregular sounds.

Tsk, Yekaterina raised her head shaking her fingertips and realized that she had only seen the prophecy for too long.

‘Oh, no. That monster is coming! ’

Art museums.

This was the dream of Yekaterina, and Orlot was her own world.

But there was something here that wasn't there.

Slowly move your gaze to the end of the hall.

And then, there's the gaze.

Three meters tall, no hair burned like fire, and the skin was chafing. Droplets that drip like they just came out of the water, even transparent eyes.

Oops, as it opens its lips, the cracking sound fills the hallway.

“Ah, ah · · ·! ”

Close. More than ever, that monster is close.

Kick, Kirk! The monster bends its eyes to the shape of a half-moon as if smiling, and suddenly starts sprinting toward this place using the sole of its giant feet.

Puffiness!

Puffiness!!

You have to wake up from your dream! ’

I wrapped my arms around my head, but it's easy to wake up from a dream. My heart is pounding violently, my hands and feet are trembling.

Puffiness!!

No, no! Wake up, please! ’

However.

She couldn't wake up from her dream.

The monster has finally reached its limit.

Yuck, · · · Boom!

Suddenly, someone pops out from the other side of the hall and sits down, closing the door right in front of Yekaterina.

“Wow, Sissy. What the hell was that? ”

“· · · · · · · Huh? ”

Yekaterina knew someone.

A man with black hair, white eyes.

“Fruit · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“Huh?"

The same man I just saw in the prophecy, is now in his dream.

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