The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

It has been approximately 32 years since the Great War. Many monsters appeared and disappeared, but not many SSS rank monsters have appeared in human history. But humanity remembers. Every time an SSS rank monster appears, it disappears from history with a huge scar on it.

But have you ever been stronger than you are today?

Jungyeon and Bang Ho-win, Muslims of SSS rank.

Two of the strongest are standing in the lead.

But, unfortunately,

There was no reason for Banjowin to fight the Skeleton Dragon.

From now on, the Binding and Tanker teams split up into groups. Superpowers with long range impact are · · ·.

As the radio comes out of the command center, Bang Ho-win looks at Snow White. Hiding her life and energy as best she can, we can take her down as long as we can ambush her and hit her with one strike.

‘Yes, stand still.' ’

Bang Ho-win smiled and slowly tried to attract the energy.

Emergency! Suddenly, the Moorish attack our allies!

“· · · What? ”

I turned my head in a hurry, and suddenly, Seolmyeon was looking at her. The raid is gone. Bang Howin grips it and looks back.

A dark smile. He wields a black ether blade at his fingertips, striking hunters and Muslims. If you look closely, you won't get fatal injuries. Impact with zero disruption to behavior and life.

In other words, he intentionally creates a conflict between the Musketeers and the American Hunter.

"Why is he suddenly...?" ’

I don't know why. However, what needs to be done does not change.

Seol Jung-yeon. Just grab her.

Wedge... Thump!!

“Hehe!”

Suddenly, a sudden burst of sorrowful energy aims at his neck, and Bang Ho-win quickly raises his fist and defends himself. It was a powerful blow, but you hurriedly stopped it, but blood began to spill from Bang Ho-wen's forearm.

“Wu, the Muslim monks are fighting back against the Muslim Festival! ”

The expedition has been betrayed by the Chinese Muslim Festival! Countermeasures authorized!

Fuckin 'terrorists! I knew it!

From the very beginning, the negative image was strong of the fact that the mosquito fennel entered the giant crack itself. People were still remembering what happened four years ago.

However, it is a massive crack at the level of SSS rank. I'm in need of a cat's hand, but who's going to stop a Muslim at SSS rank? So, the United States decided to take responsibility for Ban Ho-wen after the initial expedition to the Great Rift.

It could not have been known as Bang Ho-win, but I was thinking of fleeing to Moorish through dimensions from the beginning, so I had nothing to worry about.

Until she smiled, using the fact that Americans were fighting back against the Muslim Festival.

You son of a bitch! ’

The internal air has not returned properly. Four years ago, I sucked the old master's whole blood and recovered to some extent, but I was severely injured at the time. So I tried to take the advantage of the raid, but it went away.

Blindness! Blindness is an ally!

The little ball that she raised with a smile turned into such a huge avalanche, and those who tried to take advantage of the raid began to be pushed little by little into a sudden fight. There were a lot of great masters in the Muslim world, and the superpowers here may be vulnerable to human warfare, but there were a lot of them.

‘That's enough, if I defeat the Chinese New Year! ’

And watching their fights, the story was deeply baffled.

“Sister, please step back! ”

Everything in the world doesn't go according to plan.

Banjowyn's surprise came as expected. By the way, I didn't know we were going to attack now.

‘Skeleton dragons are still flying · · Dammit! ’

The ‘Homicide Awareness' in the historical tale is quite famous. Even back in the days of the F rank Hunter, I used monsters from the S rank to defeat the Berserkers and gathered a large number of Muslims to defeat the Absolute Zone.

In other words, there is no law that tells us not to use the Homicide system of the Apocalypse. So Bang Ho-win tried to strike first, even before the proverbial tale was written.

Fortunately, Banjowyn's raid failed, and the Skeleton Dragon's nerves returned elsewhere · · · · ·. I can't believe snow globe is putting up a big fight for Bang Ho-win.

“Sister! Get back now! I'll fight!”

I'd rather fight for myself. The plan has gone wrong, but there must be something we can do.

However, Jungyeon shook her head.

How to do that.

I know how hard the story has been for the last half year. I have never forgotten how he rolls and rolls, sweating and rolling for himself. But he ended up being just a S rank, and the moment she saw Bang Ho-won today, she realized.

‘Against the author, the sermon cannot last long. ’

Fight for you because you're afraid of danger? That's amazing. That's really amazing.

However, Seol Jung-yeon knows all the plans of the historical tale. So we also know how reckless his challenges are. He takes that risk and tries to fight for himself, but how long do I have to stand back and leave everything to him and hide?

‘The color ball is definitely dangerous. ’

The color tint used was a very unique masonry. Indeed, even if it can be called ' ', it makes me question. The colors in the Moorish were truly varied, but even the best of their kind had never appeared before in history to control their minds so easily that they could shake.

It's also natural to worry about the history.

But it's okay.

“· · · · · · · · · I know how colors work. Don't worry.”

When she insisted, she eventually had to accept the sermon.

Yeah, I know. I've been all over the world, and I've seen a lot of women.

A woman who did not give up her life depending on a single piece of hope, a girl who lost everything and pursued her dreams, and a woman who finally saved the world by pushing her faith to the end when she said no to everyone.

Likewise, Seol Jung-yeon is the same. She was the greatest woman of all.

‘· · · I'm not a stone wrapped, small bowl. ’

But I didn't want to leave her alone.

“I'll help, too. ”

You are still just a S rank. For a Muslim in a lifetime of fighting humans, there are more than mosquitoes. However, if I could just annoy you, I would never back down.

He picked up the radio and said to Celeste, who was waiting outside the crack.

“The operation is going well. You don't have to worry. You don't have to come inside. ”

· · · · · Yes.

Originally, the guild members of the Leagues tried not to bring a single member to this place. But when Celeste said she wanted to come, she had no choice but to bring her. She can't get into the giant crack yet, so she's waiting outside. How fortunate that is.

‘If you run into a monster like that, Celeste will be beaten instantly. ’

On the other hand, when the situation is quite satisfactory, Bang Ho-wen raises his jaw.

‘Stupid bitch. ’

It's good for him, if he comes out naturally.

Everyone has a heart that is in the form of a child. This heart, shaped in the form of love, slowly fills an empty space at birth or with people around it as they live. Family, brothers, friends. And then there's the greatest share of them all, the loving ones.

However, there must be a gap in the mind. Bang Ho-win's ‘epigastritis ball' digs into the gaps of the mind and fills all the space by himself and completely lures the other person.

A shaman, worthy of being called evil magic!

· · · In fact, it was more like 'Mind Control’ than ‘Empty', but no one in Moorish knew anything about it.

Whoo!!

The energy of the landscape and the landscape touches each other, digging into the air! Sparks start to splash. He raises his fist and stares at the snowflake. However, she looks at her toes without even making a proper eye contact.

Yeah, you know me, don't you? But it's useless. '

There are so many different ways that Ban Ho-wen can use unsalted technique on his opponent. The best thing was to touch the skin, make eye contact with it, but I was able to capture the mind of reason with a simple gesture or action.

Honestly, it is overwhelmingly strong, based on pure skill. Because the horsepower was so unstable.

But she had to care about every little gesture of Bang Ho-wen's hand, and she couldn't even make eye contact to read the next move. In a situation like this, who would stand to gain?

“Hehe!! ”

Tucson!!

As Bang Ho-wen stepped on his feet, he approached the snowflake as if it had been fired. He identified that the opponent couldn't read his movements properly and targeted the blind spot as far as possible. Not only did she hit her shoulder, eyes, head, etc., but also did a simple "hand gesture" in time for her attack.

Twitch!

Snow Jung-yeon's pupils were blown away instantly. He returned to his original state in less than 0.1 seconds, but in the battle between masters, the brief gap was enormous.

Now!

The moment I reached out to grab her head.

Thaang · · ·!!

The gunfire echoes from the foothills, hitting Bang Ho-wen's right arm.

“Hehe!”

The pain is not that great, but something is strange.

Dook, dook!!

The part that touches the bullet starts to harden like a stone! As soon as I scattered the air slightly, the suspicious‘ magic ’disappeared, but it did not bother me at all.

‘Yes · · · Magic? ’

Slug!

Soon after stiffness, she swings her sword, bending her knee and reaching down toward her torso. Hmph, Jung-yeon, who carelessly lowered his head and tried to stop him, worried about making eye contact, had to take a big step back.

As far as Ban Howwin could see, he moved on to the front of the historical tale.

[Instinct triggered!]

“ · · · · · ·!! ”

There's no prep, no foresight. Simply, when he came to his senses, the master of the microscope reached to the ground and held out his hand.

But now I know. Six months of being beaten by the master of the microscope, and six months of being beaten and beaten, we can understand the fact that the attack is coming on an "intuitive" basis. You roll the floor quickly and scatter grenades in the air, piercing even the explosion and then Bang Howin swings his fist again.

However, when Snow Jungyeon approached in the meantime and aimed for her arm, she had to avoid the side.

‘You two are such a pain in the ass. ’

Bang Ho-win instinctively realizes that they had never been in combat together. Well, how much will the sewers at the level of the supernova fight with the master of the microscope? But they both strangely got along well. It closes the gap, as if they knew each other's gap.

However.

The fight was too one-sided.

Seol Jung-yeon couldn't even see Bang Ho-won's movements properly, and even a simple ‘hand gesture’ had to be carefully watched. He also had to give up everything and run away at the moment Bang Ho-wen was aiming for him, but if the other person only decided to do it, he would catch up with himself in 10 seconds.

Kuang!!

“Ugh!"

You barely clenched your fist with the tip of your sword, but you took a heavy blow to your abdomen. Weep! I tried to step back, spilling blood, but I couldn't defend myself against the scepter. The whirlpool burrows into the body and the blood is distorted.

Less. The right hand trembles. Bondi, the right-handed woman, says the blow to her right arm is enormous, but she can't release the sword, so she quickly fixes it with her left hand.

‘I can still do it. ’

I keep getting more and more scars.

Yeah, I'm sure we can manage.

How long can you hold out?

But...

If we survive like this, do we stand a chance?

The proverbial tale does not provide any effective hits to Bang Ho-win. It means that the only person who can harm him here is Seoljungyeon.

She knows the plot of the past. However, it seems difficult to carry out the plan in this chaos that occurred before defeating the Skeleton Dragon. He would have figured it out sooner rather than later.

‘I, a little more · · · · · should erupt. ’

But how?

If you flick your finger lightly, you force it to stop. When I make eye contact, I lose all heart. There was no inner air in the Moorish that could resist his coloring that dug out the 'gaps in the mind’. because that color never existed in history.

Then, suddenly.

I had an idea.

It was so absurd, it was so absurd. Somehow, I thought it would be possible.

An intuition of the landscape on the verge of defeat?

No, it was a woman's intuition.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

With a big breath, Seolmyeon raises her sword with her left hand and points it at Bang Ho-won. He was barely tired even though he shared a few combinations. The snow cone couldn't attack properly.

She closes her eyes slowly. The moment Bang Ho-wen twitched his eyebrows.

Open your eyes again.

Make eye contact.

“· · · · · · · Oh, no!! ”

I heard the voice of history from afar, but it was too late.

It's because his pupils are relaxed and his movements have stopped. Although this situation was absurd, Bang Ho-win burst into laughter from the depths of his heart.

“Khh, huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh!! ”

The smile resounded inside the giant crack, as it was likened to the afterlife of Shaolin.

Everyone had to stop fighting, and their gaze naturally turned towards Bang Ho-win and the Lunar New Year.

Seol Jung-yeon stares at the air with blank eyes while letting go of her sword.

And, Bang Ho-wen, who bursts into laughter.

Everyone knew what it meant.

Bang Ho-win has succeeded in casting "Deep Control" on the snowflake!

“Ha · · · ·. This is how it's gonna turn out, with all the resistance. ”

He glanced closely at the story of a story in which he lay down his guns in zinc color and cried out for the lost American hunter, the Muslim blind, and the Muslim Festival.

“Victory is ours! Comrades, you can now return home! ”

Excitement.

The Muslims screaming for their return home. Even louder, Bang Ho-win shouts.

“Foolish folk who surrender to modern society. It was impossible for the Muslims to even look me in the eye! Do you know who's right now? ”

Pharmaceutical cultivation, the world of the strong. In the end, the victor is right. That was the law of the Moorish.

He began to walk slowly towards wounded snowflakes. The camera captured the scene vividly.

“Yes, modern literature is really comfortable · ·. In front of everyone, I will show you what a Muslim oath looks like in the end. ”

Soon, the moment Bang Ho-wen reached out to complete the deep perforation.

· · · · · · Sweeper!!

The blade of snowflake swings like a gunshot, and the left arm is cut off with Yang .

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