The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

The Return of the Thousand Majestic Zones (3)

So, for now, our group decided to head northwest.

The distance to the 'Shin River’, where the Catholic Church held the ground, was long enough to take at least a few weeks, but it exploded the energy of light from the soles of her feet and sister, Taylor, who was able to move freely on the ground as well as in the air.

But in my opinion, we were not in a hurry. My sister and Taylor thankfully respected my opinion and followed it without asking any other reasons. It may not be certain, but it would not be a bad idea to spend a little time like this to get to the ‘good end’ as far as possible.

“What happened to Earth? ”

“Mm-hmm. ”

Walking down the street, he found something unsteady on the leaves and asked Taylor where the door was.

“Well, maybe the Earth is easier to draw emotions from than the Moorish, so if the devil only eats his heart, he can easily gain strength. ”

However, no demon can do as he pleases. Yekaterina will be looking for the demon's iceberg, the host.

“Is it that easy to find a son of a bitch or something? ”

“It will be possible. ”

Maybe if I or Taylor had found it, it wouldn't have been easy. How do you figure out which of the seven billion people is the body? But a multi-faceted Yekaterina would do as much.

“· · · You believe that kid a lot? ”

“Absolutely. We're connected by a soul. ”

Taylor and Seong-yeon sister expressed their discomfort with the cough. · · · What to say, it feels like you should be careful with each word you choose with these women.

“But why are you biting your mouth off? ”

“Huh? I'm going to give you a little uncompromising. ”

“· · · Isn't that the Japanese genre? ”

“Ugh, really? I didn't know.”

“Actually, I don't know. It could be the Taiwanese genre. ”

“I don't think that's real. ”

Since then, we've been chatting. Thinking about it, I think I've always shared only 'important stories' with her lately. Counseling my concerns, listening to their counseling.

However, even Seong-yeon's sister made a light-hearted joke (mostly your gag), and somehow I enjoyed this relaxing time.

So we traveled for three days, and by the time we got to the new river region where the Catholic Church was located, The moment we stepped on a high peak in a huge mountain range called Sindubong, popularity surrounded us everywhere.

Me and Taylor look at her, shake their heads.

“You're not the foundation of the Catholic Church. ”

They have shown us that they will not be hostile. Each of the five in-laws, a diverse mix of white, black and yellow, had a different energy. In addition, close to fifty people were hiding, but they had no intention of revealing themselves.

“Are you blind?”

When I spoke small, a white man nodded.

“Yes. The former Archbishop of the Catholic Church, Seongzhong-yeon. My name is Alex Wind. ”

Others also introduced themselves, such as the shaman, Ami, and Jongnam, but their names did not come into the ear. Since the first time she appeared, she has been looking solely at Alex.

When she was silent, I asked.

“Why did you come to us? ”

“To see if the Great Mage Zone was really back. ”

“Huh.”

I was absurd for a moment. Yeah, to be honest, I was about to find out if the Moorish Blind was coming for us. However, I did not imagine that there would be even a master of the distress wave.

No matter how the genre is shaking, this is the world of Murim. Here, where the laws of the Strong Zone are being applied, it would be very costly for an unarmed man in a wheelchair to speak to Jiozon.

“· · · OK? Confirmation.”

Suddenly, Seol Jong-yeon's sister smiled coldly and sent out a calm voice, stiffening her expression as if the Muslims were nervous. It was a smile with a 'flesh’ that I had never seen before, so even I was surprised that I was expecting this situation and almost stepped behind my back.

“Wait! Aren't we here to fight? Argh! ”

Quong!

Concentrations of gravity suddenly darkened. The flow of air became heavy, clouds dispersed, scattered leaves became powder, and the floor slowly began to sink.

“I dare not hesitate to raise my head in front of the Great Mage Zone, doubting the existence of the mainland. You really want to die. ”

“Ugh, ooh! ”

Above the tree or beneath the pile of dirt, the mourners, who were hiding everywhere, suddenly began to fall with a grip of breath. However, the five unarmed men who appeared to be quite skilled withstood the heat of the face.

She looked at me like she was asking me something, and I nodded.

Right now, there's no need to dig.

Mulimblin probably wants a dialogue with the Thousand Magazine Zone. But the wheelchair didn't want it, and he sent Alex to mix it up to get in the way.

“Gi, wait! We're here because we have something to tell you! ”

“Do I have a reason to talk to bugs? ”

When your sister pulls out the sword, Alex cries out, "I don't want to do it anymore."

“Damn it! I knew this would happen. I didn't say that talking to the Thousand Majestic Zones is useless! As long as this happens, I can't help it! All of us are forced to cooperate and stop the Great Magazine Zone! ”

However.

The other four unarmed men retreated in one step and did not pull out their weapons. Alex cried out in a loud panic.

“Hey, guys! What the hell are you doing! ”

Jubbuck, Alex's complexion became paler as she began to approach one step at a time.

“Profit! As you know, you were defeated too! I can't be such a jerk! ”

In the end, Alex, who gave up persuading the Moorish blind, gripped his fist tightly. Gooooo!! The inner ball swirls out of his body. It may not seem like much compared to your inner self, but there was considerable destructive power in it.

Yongmyeong-seok

Ultimate Feast

True Punch ( Heart Punch)

His insides, they were very unique. It's because there's a movement of emotion in it. The power to raise your own anger and scare others. The Feast of Tabernacles, a mix of demonic magic, has unfolded in Alex's fist.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!!

The wind emanating from his fist knocked down the trees, crushed the rocks, scattered the earth, and confronted the Thousand Majestic Zones. Soon after, the agitation of emotions began. The movement of pure emotion, which no Muslim can stop, would have helped Alex to overcome a stronger man than himself.

But it is.

“The outside is scattered, and there is even a filthy, ugly ‘enchantment’ in the air. ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Let's swing the sword with slow movement.

The wind pressure, which was roughly defeated, was cut off by the light sword and disappeared.

“Ah? ”

As he sat quietly in the shovel, Alex stepped back, making a dumb noise. However, it is already too late for that.

Phew! Seong-yeon's sister approached Alex in an instant and put a sword in her left chest.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Alex opens her eyes and looks at her chest. Heart stabbed, no pain, no bleeding at all. Precisely digging between the bloodlines, that's the kind of swordsmanship that comes at a very peculiar level.

He would have realized later. The fact that the Celestial Zone did not stab the chest with a sword, but rather a point of the heart's intestinal blood. For me, it was a sophisticated stab that I couldn't even dare imagine.

“Billion · · ·. ”

Alex blindfolded and fell. The sister pulls out her sword lightly and looks at the tip of the sword. There really wasn't a drop of blood on it. As if he didn't want the blood of the garbage to be buried in his precious sword.

Alex, a wealthy man, used a feast, which he cut with a mild knife, and he immediately stabbed his eardrum with an ordinary stab. That alone would have proved her strength, and the fact that she was a celestial zone.

When the Heavenly Marge Zone, which holds the sword, looks at the left side, and the gringos swallow their saliva. In fact, however, they did not have to be afraid. Your role was this far.

From now on, it was my turn.

“Well, then, you blind people. You wanted to talk to us, didn't you? ”

Someone nods stiff. I was satisfied with him and laughed.

“Actually, we wanted to say something. ”

“· · · · · ·, what do you mean? ”

The right answer came back this time. I smiled discreetly at him and said,

“Did you know that the Wheel Wave mixes‘ magic ’with nothing? ”

Sorcery. It was a really sensitive word in the uncompromising genre, and it was a technique that should never be used by a co-worker (). All the Moorish do is get used to the peculiar skill used by the Anonymous Protagonist. It's also very common to see a psychic triumph.

“And did you also know that the magic started with just one new thing? ”

In other words, from now on, the story I'm going to tell will be a very secret, but it will be a story everyone will covet.

*

After the conversation with the Mourimblinds, Taylor asked when he got out of the peak.

“Hey. You're going slow to meet them? ”

“That's right.”

“Why? ”

“Why would the Mourim blind come to us? You know that the Trouble Wave has too much power within the Moorish blind, right? ”

“No.”

“And the Catholic, in fact, would be a thorn in the eyes of the Mourim. ”

“Mm-hmm. Isn't that right?”

“The most powerful moonshine wheel in the world, or the single most powerful celibacy. It was a pain in the ass for the Mourim Blind, so they were trying to break each other's power somehow. ”

“· · · Huh, really. ”

Mulimblin looks like one in the first place, but not one. Even if it seems to be a police action, the internal conflicts will not end. To increase their sequence, to blow a little more, to stretch their shoulders a little more, they were ready to cut off as many forces as they could within the same blindness.

“But I don't just like them. ”

I have shown evidence that they use magic, for example, the fact that a wheelbarrow can agitate anger and fear. Perhaps I don't trust you right now, but the existence of 'Majeong-gu' is already so widespread in the world that the Dark Corps knows.

Sooner or later, the Mourim Blind will question the wrestlers about the Holy Horseshoe, and if the wrestlers refuse to answer, it will be proof of my word.

Yes. I was thinking of sending both the wheels and the astrologers, but I don't know how. Rather, I accelerated the division within the Moorimblinds, starting with the wheels falling straight out of the Moorimblinds.

He had no means or means of directly attacking the distressed, but if his relationship with the divine and the magic were revealed, he would be able to strike as many politically as possible. They will slowly scratch the waves from the inside, and perhaps move on to the cause of 'recovering the evil spirits as soon as possible’.

But are they really just going to recover the Horseshoe? No way. It proved that using it would make the void stronger, but I can't let it stand still. Perhaps most of the moonshine will take it and use it secretly. Those who scratched the waves will finally eat each other.

All we have to do in the meantime is wait.

“· · · Uh, something. It seemed like a good plan, but you were fucking bad. ”

Taylor's Extreme Chant (? on) I felt very good.

Return of the Thousand Majestic Zone (3) End