The Skill Maker

The Blue camp's troops were highly morale-boosted by the previous day's victory, and nothing could be assumed to be a trap was found anywhere else.

We also relied on Galonix's to carefully follow the movements of the Blue leaders who had been ahead, and by the time they reached the end of the Great Plains, we were lost in the thought that all this was for nothing.

In other words, there were no more pitfalls.

Galonix opened his mouth.

"It looks like the Great Plains are almost over. Nothing has happened to Blue's leaders who have been ahead so far."

"What, then, was there really no trap?"

"Is Mr. Crowd's guess wrong?"

"......"

Crowd also said nothing more.

He, too, is probably one thing in our minds. He wants to miss his guess, but he has some anxiety that he might be right. But for everyone's sake, it's better to miss his idea. That was a clear fact.

Magenda opened her mouth.

"The trap didn't come to appear. But I agree with what you think. The enemy's movements were obviously suspicious in many ways. I'm pretty sure we were lured to the South Gate."

"The same goes for me. I'm sure Crowd your judgment is right. If I hadn't thought so, I wouldn't have taken the trouble of coming to the front."

with all one's might in sympathy with Kraud's opinion

However, the party looked down at us.

It was such a courteous apology.

"This humble and humble kraud was so deeply entrenched that it seemed to have caused everyone more anxiety than they needed. Please forgive me generously for being stupid."

"Forgive me. It's all right, Mr. Crowd. I've come all the way here with caution thanks to you, Mr. Crowd, so nothing has happened."

That's when Galonix consoled him.

I looked up without a word and looked at Han Ho-woon.

The eyes of two of us who meet at the same time.

I did. This wasn't the end yet.

I don't know if that's the Red's trap or anything else, but today's schedule hasn't ended here yet.

It was certain that something was going to happen to us today, especially to me, in the future as a goddess. A great event to be called fate. That's why Black Saud came here.

Lena opened her mouth.

"Don't let your guard down. It's not over yet. We don't know what's waiting for us."

"You've all heard the commanders, haven't you?" Keep your head up!"

"Wowhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Woooohooh!"

With blue-talented people raising their arms and boosting their morale.

It was then.

A voice mixed with question marks came from the mouth of Galonix, which used to emit light from its pupils and used a thousand lian.

"Come on, hold on. Master Lena. I just sensed something strange."

"What? Something weird? Galonix, what do you see? Please explain it in more detail."

"So there are two men standing in the way of the Blue camp leaders. I think one of them is the Red Alliance executive. But I'm not sure about the other one."

"Throwing."

Just like that's perfect!

I immediately bounced my finger and fired two skills at once.

It's best to use them in times like this. Once you read Galonic's thoughts and then project them. By applying the skill like this, I could share the information with everyone at once.

Skill Rating : SSS+

: Read the other person's thoughts when triggered.

: Once a day limit has been removed. Now you can use it as continuously as you want.

Skill Rating: B

: Project what you see and feel when triggered into reality.

The capable men exclaimed at the video.

The face I've already seen in yesterday's crash.

It was clear. One of them was a man named executive, as Gallonix said.

But the other one was the face I've never seen before.

"What, what, these guys."

"Ha, it's Hamut! This guy is really Hamut!"

"Isn't he crazy? What are you two doing standing there? Are you trying to fight?"

"The other middle-aged... You're a warrior. You've never seen a face."

"I've never seen it before either."

One is the Red Alliance executive.

And the other one shown through projection was a middle-aged man with a sharp yet dignified appearance.

a dignified appearance, as if the weight of time were on every wrinkle on one's face In addition, his clothes, like Yi Na and Yi, were the warrior costumes of Jang Sam. It's like a picture that pops out of a novel.

And that moment.

Silla opened her mouth, twisting her forehead.

His face trembled thinly.

He must have noticed something.

"Damn it...! You little man. Oh, I think I know who it is."

"Who is it, Master? It's my first time seeing it."

Silla swallowed dry saliva at the words of the Bumaster Arfa.

The existence of a mystery in which everything is shrouded in a thick veil.

A man who knows nothing but Red Alliance executives.

Silla uttered a heavy voice.

with a serious look on one's face

". He is the boss of the Red Alliance, Dame."

At that moment, our faces fell and distorted.

Meanwhile, the same time.

Blue Union leaders also noticed the existence of obstacles.

Grotantrax, which has the power.

And one middle-aged warrior standing with him.

It was clear. They were clearly enemies.

Tora, the commander of the Seventh-thousandth Regiment, snorted.

The Reds couldn't stop the advance here.

The game was virtually over.

But with the finish line in front of them, two people believed to be executives of the Red Alliance appeared.

In a situation where there are so many talented people in the mythological field.

I can't help but laugh.

"Only two? You're crazy to die."

"Let's stop the troops for now."

The moment when the master of the spear raised his arm while driving a ride in the lead.

The 20,000 soldiers of the Blue Skills stopped running in unison.

I don't understand at all what the Redlings were thinking, but the 800,000 troops of the enemy were still far behind. It was safe to say that their chances of being overtaken by the enemy's godfather were simply zero.

Besides, there are only two people in front of you.

It's not much to say that the Red Alliance officials are executives. They're just the same mythical breeders as this one anyway.

Now, after defeating that cumbersome Buddhist monk Hamut and the middle-aged warrior, it is over after two shallow mountains here. If you leave the Great Plains and enter the Heidel area, you will be able to teleport and support personnel will come. At the speed of the current leading blue players, the two-day game will be over in 20 minutes.

The black radish opened its mouth.

"Is this the trap that Black Sod was talking about? I've been expecting at least one... This is really a paltry trap."

"Hahahahaha!"

a burst of laughter at the moment

It was Hamut's.

Hamut, who is giggling while catching a boat. The able men glared at him disapprovingly. When a man who acted like a mad dog ran away, he ran away to the point where his feet were burning, and now he is standing in the way again.

a man who won't be able to tear to death

"Kkekekew. Did you just hear that, boss? Bug! Bugger! It's no good. Boss, do you know you've been completely ignored?"

"...Be quiet, Hamut. It's noisy."

Hamut giggling and laughing.

On the other hand, a middle-aged warrior looking at Blue's leaders with a calm face.

The Holy Spirit's Lohan slowly drove her vehicle forward.

Along with the black radish, he was one of the world's most powerful men of blue power today. Moreover, his follower, the Boomaster, was also recognized as a powerful enough man to tear the heavens and earth apart.

Lohan opened her mouth.

"What did you just say? Boss... did you say? Are you the boss of the Red Alliance?"

"I'll say yes."

The moment when a middle-aged man's low voice came out.

Blue-talented people raised their eyes slightly. He's... The guy called Dame?

Obviously the airway coming out of your body is extraordinary, but the boss is here?

I burst out laughing, the leader of the Seventh Battalion of the 7th National University.

"What? Boss? You? Hahahaha! This is it. One. I'm speechless. I'm speechless. Isn't the Red Alliance that talented? When Hamut, the third-in-command, stopped us, I wondered if it was a group of idiots. Did the boss march on his own this time? Aang?"

I'm not ignoring the Red Skills, but this was ridiculous.

Where are the 800,000 troops and the Red Alliance boss alone? What kind of commander is at the forefront of the world? It's not until the liver comes out of the stomach. In war, the game ends when the head is cut off. The countless great men who appeared in history couldn't bear the moment of vigor and disappeared into the dew of the battlefield.

The Red Alliance's boss seemed to be one thing.

The realist, Clan's master and bookkeeper, also burst into laughter.

"The Night Illusion Clan guy was right. Something really did show up. But this isn't a trap, but rather the best chance...! Hey, Dame. Don't you think you've made too much of us? Did you really think you could stop us?"

Shu Shu-shu-shu-shu-shu-shu!

The moment he beckoned upon the end of Dural's voice.

The powers of Chaos and Desperate Items belonging to Clan, who realized, moved quickly. Capabilities to surround Dame and Hamut with a constant distance. But in the battle of the able, the distance is only a feeble moment.

Even more for those who are capable of exceeding the level of chaos at least.

but

Dame, the real party, smiled.

Red Union boss slowly taking weapons to the waist.

with the able men concentrating their minds and observing his behavior

The moment he slowly pulled his weapon out of his waist. People took their eyes off all at once on the trajectory of the delicate curve that his sword produced at ease.

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And

The moment when the word distortion came out of the mouth of a middle-aged warrior who closed his eyes. Those with abilities were able to find a ripple of unknown energy spreading around him. capable men who unwittingly falter and retreat backward

What was later seen was a bizarre sight.

A distorted earth;a distorted void.

the uncanny power of freely distorting all things in the world

That was the power of Dame's distortion.

Whoooooooooooooooooong!

And finally.

Capabilities were able to witness the tens of kilometers of darkness that began around the dame.

The membrane of the half-circle of Sacchaman, boasting a huge size. It produced a deformed scene that seemed to have been cut into two successive dimensions and dimensions. All this was beginning at the end of a middle-aged warrior's sword.

"What, what is this?"

"We don't think... Is he locked up?"

"That's the answer."

Yay!

Yay!

As the riders raised their front feet toward the sky with ominous cries, the able men calmed them and slowly distorted their faces. Did animals feel something, too? I don't know the details. However, rumors have long been circulating that the Red Alliance boss is using odd powers.

And that moment.

The able men were able to find the image of Dame slowly raising his eyes.

The eyes of the Red Alliance Bosses twinkling with yellow. And his Sacchaman pupils were torn vertically and vertically, as if they were reptiles, not human ones. with a shudderful sharpness

"Now, let's get the game started."

Fate Day (1) at the end.

by world manners

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