The Skill Maker

a land infested with thick maggots

tens of millions of followers of Armudor

Now the fanatics were lying on the floor and bowing to the temple as the Sacchaman sun looked up at the glorious sky. He was crying with pain, joy and heart-throbbing joy as he dabbled on the floor.

A united prayer for Mr. Armudor by name.

a ritual of joy for their true victory

a united ceremony for a blood war

Win. This fight is sure to win for themselves.

I will destroy everything and take the lives and karma of my enemies and sacrifice them to the altar of Armudor. I will sacrifice everything for the true God of the Unique Universe.

For the sake of true faith.

For the Creator they believe.

Everything will be heard and dedicated...!

[Mr. Armudor said...!] Get rid of all the talents from this world...!]

"Let's erase it! Let's erase it! Let's erase it! Let's erase it!"

[Mr. Armudor said...!] Bring all the karma and offer it...!]

"Let's give! Let's give! Let's give it up! Let's give it up!"

[The Lord Armudor said...! To shatter everything and tear its strength and body apart...!]

"Be martyred! Be martyred! Be martyred! Be martyred!"

[So we're now...]

Velox looked beyond the horizon.

with a quiver of madness, but with subdued eyes.

[Going forward.]

"Forscrem Demindion! Forscrem Armoodorr!"

a cry that shakes heaven and earth

a mass of living that would tear everything apart

a wave of deafened ideas

a fanatic creed

Yes, that's the correct expression.

This is the true fanaticism.

But for Mr. Armudor, there is nothing more fitting than this fanatic.

I trust and follow him. Follow him at the risk of both soul and body.

Even if all of this is ashes.

For the Creator.

"Let's kill the capable! Let's kill the mighty! Let's kill the mighty! Let's kill the mighty!"

"Let's tear it to pieces! Let's take away that strength and body! Let's destroy their souls!"

"Forscrem Demindion! Forscrem Armoodorr!"

"You will always be with us..."! Hope in despair! Happiness in sorrow! God in the dark clouds!"

"Forscrem Demindion! Forscrem Armoodorr!"

a cheering crowd

a riotous congregation

Velox smiled indescribably.

It's really just the beginning.

I can feel it.

I can feel the whole planetary system shaking with excitement.

I can feel the karma screaming and shaking.

The cries of all things are sobbing.

He opened his mouth.

We trust and follow him only.

The Colosseum meeting broke up.

About half an hour after that.

The supernumerary powers moved to the central district of . No, the horse is the strategic chamber. In fact, it was a huge space with dozens of tables. A grand space large enough to accommodate hundreds of people of ability. And now all the brains of Estvalde were gathered here.

It's called ". I'm the head of the Night Illusion scheming department. I look forward to your kind cooperation."

"I'm in the scheming department as well. I'm working with Mr. Crowd."

It's called ". I'm also in the scheming department. I look forward to your kind cooperation."

"I will do my best for the fate of the world, even though I am old."

maintenance of competent troops

It was done by the new planning department of Night Illusion.

As a help to explain everything, three people, who have already become famous for passing the Night Illusion Hell interview, the department head.

The four schemers explained their strategies one by one through the huge blackboard.

Starting with pros and cons, how to fight against the commanders of the corps.

The biggest stem when it comes to how to operate the forces.

And the feedback was quick.

"Thank you for your good opinion. Perhaps that opinion is 99 per cent valid. But the enemies may try to break through the rest of this one percent head-on. In that case, it could be the worst move. So we're going to...

"Yes, if you look at the situation in the bilimant region, there's no reason for us to set up a separate mana unit and turn it around. In this geographically troubled space, it is highly likely that close-knit battles will take place."

"No, it's never wise. This battle shouldn't be over-scheduled for those who are capable of the Myth."

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. In all likelihood, the enemy will be running a unit this way and facing each other."

The method of unit formation and operation, which is much more detailed than in the past wars. The best minds of the [mythology] and [destruction] items, continued to burst into admiration by listening to the brilliant minds of the four great bookkeepers.

Well, he must be, but four brain-brains, who are so good as to pick fingers in the whole universe, have gathered to coordinate their opinions. I've calculated all the situations and their variables and analyzed them probabilistically. No matter how much flying and growing they were the power of the mythical variety, I couldn't help but be struck by it.

The talented men were constantly amazed by the stories of the four great bookkeepers.

[Surprised. It's really amazing. No way there were so many bookshelves in Estvalde.]

"Dear Lena Scarlett. Your bookshops are really great. I think I can finally understand how the world's most famous clan became in this short period of time. I can't believe we're gathering these people. That's a lot of luck. I respect you."

"You're welcome. They're all voluntary people. I'm always grateful to the book readers."

This war might be worth a try.]

The men of ability put their heads together to simulate all kinds of battles, and the details of them were naturally what I had pre-released through the bookshops.

Who is this Choi Min-hyuk?

He's the one who ate the 10th Army Commander. The library of knowledge I have now had more information than necessary, and among them was overflowing with details of the Armudor army, which could be called simply .

War is supposed to be seen as much as one knows.

The last move is the most important thing in a fight against each other's heads. And, of course, the very last number will be taken by the one with more information than the other.

"Then, from now on, I'll set the biggest stem to win this war. All competent people should look at this and submit their opinions on paper."

So under the leadership of Crowd.

Seven major propositions were established.

the ultimate premise for winning a war

1. Put life before territory.

2. To prevent a single commander of the corps, always operate together ten [mythological] quality men.

3. Place chained and subspace operable beings, and convalescent surgeons in the waist area.

4. Always minimize the area where strength is contested in the front.

5. Always remember that the enemy's purpose is not the field itself.

6. The war of men of ability is different from the ordinary war. Don't be bound by old-fashioned common sense.

7. Always use the other's topographical features. They should place more emphasis on combat power itself than on the rise of troops.

"Be clear. Enemies are never after our territory. They're after our lives. If you forget this, you can always be fatally wounded. Always, always familiarize yourself with this point in your brain."

The able men nodded with determined eyes.

A war that has already begun. There is no turning back now.

Likewise, there is no particular difference if the enemy is aiming for itself, not for the enemy. Just like in the Great War of the past, I have to step one step by one, feeling like I'm going through a dark tunnel. Even if you don't know what kind of tragic ending awaits you at the end.

But it was then.

the sudden appearance of a character

"Wait a minute. I have something to say."

Silver-white full-plate mail.

A red cloak long flowing behind the back.

an iron sword greater than its height

Someone opened his mouth when he saw the man.

as if possessed by something

"Le, Leolo Cermantis..."

[Gwang Hwi's gladiator]

a sudden forward presence

He was one of the great warriors who built up a huge presence in the great wars of the past as a figure in [the Myth]. His real name was. He was also the right-hand man of Arona, who was a man who stopped the time axis. He is truly a legendary figure.

Leolo slowly opened his mouth to the powers of the strategy conference room. A voice with a deep, heavy inner workings. His every word had a powerful force that somehow focused one's nerves.

"I think this meeting is good, and I think it's good to discuss for the upcoming war. I also fully acknowledge that your tactics are excellent, and that this will be of great help to future wars. But, by the way, isn't it a priority now to seek a way to recapture some of the lost areas rather than the conference's policy? We don't know what the 5th Army commander will do at this time. In the worst case scenario, there is a possibility that all the castles of the will collapse..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Leolo."

One bookkeeper who interrupted his speech at the moment.

He was none other than in the scheming department.

one of the book's leading figures in the current atmosphere

One of the four heads leading the Second Great War.

That is the Night Illusion.

Galot continued his talk.

in a calm tone

"You don't have to worry, but we've already sent relief to our side."

"...a salvation?"

an unheard-of story

amid a roar of superpowers

Garrett smoothed his beard calmly.

"No, maybe it's right to call it a cheerleader rather than a relief. And most of all..."

"......"

"We will not recapture the Gigantium."

"What?"

"What?"

People were astonished at the unexpected remark.

make no retake of

at a glance, the existence of a mad conclusion that...

It was the four major bookmakers of this department and Night Illusion. At first glance this may sound quite preposterous, but this opinion I brought up was passed unanimously in an instant after thorough verification by the four members of our scheming department.

Huh? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Why don't you think about defending a decent piece of land?

Hmm. It's a bit long to talk about.

What is certain is not to give up the land.

I'm just trying to use it in a different way to reduce the sacrifice of our troops and to make the bigger picture. By the way, is he doing a good job? You should be on time so that it's not too late.

"......"

Whatever.

I'll explain this in more detail later.

What's certain is that it's better to give you a period of time.

in every way

Well, let's say that's the case.

I opened my mouth looking at the Clans.

Especially towards the officials right in front of me.

"You all did a great job. I heard you've collected 180 in a few days. Hey, Jackal. What are you doing?"

I smiled when I heard about the adventures of the executives.

While I was traveling to the mainland, the executives also made such blood-splitting efforts to be strong. Moreover, after hearing the details, he beat Clan's master, and succeeded in reaching the 55th floor, one step higher than that. This will probably be of considerable help to Clan's reputation, too. Above all, it was good that the executives voluntarily made these efforts.

The executives scratched their heads with shame.

I didn't think I'd ever praise them so much.

"Uhhhhh. Well, I've tried pretty hard this time, Master."

"I've had a hard time. I think I got lucky somehow."

"You did a great work."

I patted Gallonix on the shoulder.

You've squeezed out that busy time and made it this far.

In this case, I would like to compliment you honestly.

Then Magenda glanced slightly to the side.

"I'm not kidding... I really thought I was going to die. Well, I'm barely alive. It's all thanks to Jackal."

"Oh, again. I hope it works out."

"Hung..."

When Jackal and Magenda grumbled and talked, Clans burst into laughter at the sight. For your information, all other Clan members were present at the General Assembly, except for the four leading librarians. Well, it sounds like we're far away from each other.

Not really.

Because it's the building right next door.

Enna patted on the armor.

"If it weren't for the boss that Boomaster made us, we wouldn't have been able to attack him at first. Thank you very much."

"What's new. I heard you're dating Jacal more than him. Is that true?"

"What? Oh, yeah... Uh, somehow..."

A blushing yen.

Clan ONE smiles at this.

And Jackal is smiling at Enna's reaction.

Yes, your life is finally sunny.

You went around with a girl like that's all.

a crash of the earth

"Woong, Ariel, you've done a great job, too!" Ariel just threw up a hill or something."

"Did you? That's our Ariel, too. Good job, good job."

"Ehehe."

"Hyuncheon, you've done a great job."

"No, grand compromise. Hehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I didn't forget to pat the cute Ariel on the head and compliment the executives one by one. While they were busy, they did something for Clan. Especially, it touched my heart that I worked hard day and night because I didn't want to catch Lena and me. Besides, he was the only one who came up with this idea.

The world is going to turn upside down.

Now I thought this one was quite useful, too.

To start thinking with your own brain.

He's not like this.

As a result

I've decided to give awards to executives at the same time.

No, I've decided to award all the Clans of all clans.

The opening time of the gift, which had been kept separately for a few months ago.

It might be hard to hand it over on time because it'll be busier if it's not now.

I churned out hundreds of scrolls from.

"Well, everyone's had a hard time this time, and they must have tried their best. In that sense, I'll give everyone a nice present. If you look at the outside, your name will be written on it, so choose it carefully. Oh, there, hold on. Don't you ever get confused with someone else's?"

Sparrows meet (1) in the mill. The end.

by world manners

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