The Skill Maker

"Game? Game? Don't talk nonsense! Didn't you say it was you who fell into a trap, Red's boss!"

He who realizes, the Boommaster of Clan.

He blew up the strength of his whole body in one fell swoop. Already he has been crushing, crushing and tearing down all the enemies he has faced with since the Great Plains in the past. No mythical creature ever got his dagger right. The power of karma in collusion with what it uses was simply vastness itself. He was simply the strongest of all.

Even a master can't beat himself in a head-on match.

I've always sharpened and polished the blades of karma.

In return for killing countless lives and carrying karma.

Quack, boom!

The moment when Dural became a flash of light and leaped to Dame.

Dame dissuaded him from going forward, shaking his head from side to side.

Then gently swung his sword from left to right just once.

You just have to show it to a foolish enemy who thinks he's strong.

The overwhelming difference in power.

a smudge paddle

And

The first collision was over at once.

Dame's dairal stopped moving.

He vented his surprise when he saw the separation of his upper and lower bodies.

What the hell just happened?

I'm sure he's got a karma all over his entire body.

However, Duval's ideas could no longer continue.

Tutuk. Huttock.

The moment when Dural's body was separated and crumbled to the floor with red blood.

Dame, Ani Kahama, swung his sword and left a red half-moon-shaped trajectory on the floor. The master of swordsmanship seems to have been pretty good at it. Even if you don't fight in your own way, it's fun enough.

"Duraaal!"

He who realized, the master of Clan's face fell and distorted.

His deputy is never weak. No, his force was clearly in the upper ranks even within the same [mythological] system. But I can't believe you beat such a man with a single blow. I couldn't believe my eyes even when I saw everything myself. What the hell is this? That Red Union boss is a rascal? I can't believe I lost him so vainly.

"Dew, Mr. Dural..."

"Poetry, mythological level... At once?"

"Oh, crazy! No way!"

The able men were in shock.

Rumor has it that the Red Alliance boss is strong.

However, according to long-standing rumors, he was also just a genius in the mythical category.

But how can we treat people of the same quality at once?

"Damn it..."

"This is the boss of the Red Alliance?"

"You don't have to be scared! This side has a lot more hair."

Of course, Hamut was also strong against Baek Hyung-min and the spirit-thief.

However, there was no difference between the two. No matter how unproportional the quality and the fighting power are, the mythical quality has a marked level difference from its bottom. There's no way this fight can end like this. Isn't this too much? It's really creepy strong.

Meanwhile, Blue's leaders were nervous when they saw it.

Atrima, Clan's master, opened his mouth.

"It's real. The author is real. Don't be so frivolous."

But then.

This time, someone from the other side opened his mouth and stepped forward.

Smoothly offsets the flesh of the dame.

"Isn't self-confidence too much? Boss of the Red Alliance."

Another figure in [the myth].

The moment Valkyria Clan's Master began to move. The able men had no choice but to vent their surprise at the strange energy emanating from her fingertips.

Thousands of sacred karma threads that move like living threads.

As it began to move one by one with a will, Clan's boomer, whose body was clearly split into two pieces just now, was unabashedly picking himself up from the bottom again.

"What, what?"

"What... what's going on here?"

Undead flower?

It's not like that.

The energy of Iris was forcing the body of Dural to be sewn with karma thread, and even the soul trying to escape from the body was forcibly suturing into it. A skill that is simply close to the realm of God.

Apparently there was a rumor going around that Iris, the master of Valkyria Clan, was a god in the past. I didn't expect to show you saving the dead. People were literally in a great shock.

Even the one who came back from death.

"Oh, my God."

Dural vented his surprise at the fact that he had come back to life.

The consciousness that had been completely broken came back to its original state.

Apparently, he lost his body and died a terrible death.

"My, how can I...? I'm sure I..."

"Oh? Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Ooohoohooh!"

"Bu, Boomaster!"

"Boo, you are resurrected! Dural's resurrected!"

Those capable of throwing up thunderous shouts.

The scene just now was a miracle.

a scene of unimaginable surprise by normal thinking

sighed annoyingly, she turned her head.

"Make sure you don't die uselessly. on the subject of the power of the goods"

"Thank you very much."

A dural that can't hide its embarrassed expression.

His body had already returned to its original form.

And Dame's mood has become relatively uncomfortable, unlike before.

Surely the battle of the able is beyond control.

I don't know where the next scene will be.

"Well, that's pretty good. That ability is certainly a nuisance."

Hamut nodded at Dame's words.

"I see, boss. By the way, you've had a pretty good girl on the blue side, haven't you? I think he's pretty good."

"...what? You ravenous male-cat!"

When Hamut revealed his lust for Iris, the Bumaster of Valkyria Clan stood in front of Iris, raising his weapon. How dare a man like a bugger give his noble sister an ugly look of desire. It was unacceptable for anyone to look at Iris, who admired and adored, with such filthy eyes.

Hamut grinned.

"Well, there was one more spoiled brat. But I like it when I have both years. He's got a bad temper, so it's going to be funnier with him."

"You crazy bastard! I'll tear that mouth off into a thousand and a half!"

With the two men growling at each other.

Dame, or Kahama, the commander of the army, still showed a slight discomfort as he looked at the karma thread spouting out of Iris' hand. I can't believe the power of resurrection here. The power of resurrection is one of the 20 most powerful forces in the universe.

Things were mostly going as intended, but even he himself was so annoying. Now that it has come to this, we have to set a course of action. Kill her or eat her. I had to do one of the two.

Of course, what Kahama really wanted was the latter.

'Is it the power of revival? My mouth is watering. I want to eat it. I want to eat her. I want to do the power of that Iris.'

but

Kahama had to worry for a moment.

Originally, the power of resurrection is of a nature that is completely in line with the power of the dark world. In other words, if you force her to eat, the balance of the body will collapse and the balance of the body will be distorted, leading to an end-to-end death.

Nevertheless, I want to eat. I want to have the power of resurrection.

So what should you do?

How can I...

And that moment.

Dame smiled meaningfully as if he had thought of something.

He turned his head to the side with a heavy voice.

"...Hamut."

"Did you call me, boss?"

Dame smiled, touching Hamut's shoulder.

shining yellow eyes and vertically torn black pupils.

"I'm afraid I'll need your help."

"Help? Hahaha! Whatever you say... Huh! Bo, boss? Ugh! Ugh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!

Struggling.

Boom boom.

a gulp

a stupid little fellow

The operation was a great success.

Dame, or Kahama, smiled thickly as he felt Hamut being sucked into his stomach. With the missing jaw joint being corrected, an unknown new energy begins to rise from his body. And that was the power of.

Hamut's deformed power. a source of grootantrax

"LOL. Very good. With this, you don't have to worry about dying even if you get your hands on the ultimate power."

"What, what, what?"

"Loading..."

"Well, you ate?"

And blue-talented people were speechless at the absurd sight.

What kind of situation is this all of a sudden? Why did the Red Alliance boss suddenly turn into a monster like that?

Besides, he dragged his whole body into his stomach and ate it.

What the hell happened?

But it was then.

To notice something that is the master of the Holy Spirit Clan.

Unknowingly, he distorted his forehead with a shivering sensation all over his body.

Is it his own misunderstanding?

I had once seen that twinkling yellow eyes and a huge mouth that devoured the opponent.

It was also during the Great Plains, during the Great War.

Lohan screamed with an airy voice.

It was clear. That was... It was definitely that.

Clearly

"Your boy!"

"......"

"You don't tell me, the 10th Army Commander in Armudor..."

Fate Day (2) End.

by world manners

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