The Skill Maker

a backlash from nearly twenty people [the myths] able to produce goods

[Defeating] clums who can't hide their doubts about the outcome of the directive.

The situation was plunged into extreme confusion.

And then.

Several people stepped forward to calm the situation.

It was the officials of

a mythical breeder who freely controls tentacles

The tentacle girl Iliana, an executive of the Red Alliance, shouted.

"You idiots! Don't talk nonsense without knowing how strong Choi Min-hyuk is...! It's none other than that he saved our lives. From the Kahama of the 10th Army Commander Ganak. [Shinhwa] Even if it's a piece of work, he's got a different level of fighting power."

"Iliana is right. Choi Min-hyuk is stronger than any other talented person I've ever seen. It is only natural that he and his clan lead the Second World War."

With the old man, the new boss of the Red Alliance, sympathetic.

Clan also opened his mouth with a fierce look.

She was already a big fan of Choi Min-hyuk and was making a name for herself in Estwalde. Because she was extremely disgusted by other men, she always showed a soft side when it came to Choi Min-hyuk.

"If it's not Minhyuk, there's no one else who can harmonize both sides. There will probably be countless feuds, and we'll all lose this war."

"Millia's right. If it's not him, the General Union itself will not be established. It's inevitable that Minhyuk, who has been indebted to both Red and Blue, will lead this Second World War."

With Iris on his way out.

The voice on the other side was also strong.

[I can't believe it.] That he is so strong.]

The bookies have already made the wrong choice. We should not have entered the enemy's mainland. This story.]

[That's a pretty hasty judgment. The results have not come out yet.]

"But if we destroy the temple, it's inevitable that the commanders of the corps will gather...! But we can't beat them. Of course, the bookkeepers didn't know that the commanders of the corps were much stronger than before. But this is a painful mistake!"

"The problem is that even if Choi Min-hyuk joins us, we can't win. If the opponent is really [inexorable] grade."

Where's Minhyuk Choi? Why can't I see my face when I'm in this situation?]

[He's been away for a while for a while.]

"Is it time for us to fight like this? The dice has already been thrown. Now or not, we have no choice but to fight."

[But you still have to argue about it's time to go.]

"The war is still in its infancy. It would be possible to change course."

Beg laughed thickly.

As expected, people are complaining a lot.

Oh, of course, I don't intend to divide the powers ahead of the war.

Because it's one thing that you're a community of fate.

Of course you can survive only if you win the war.

But that's that.

We couldn't accept the current structure of the upper and lower ranks.

There is no intention of becoming a long-term horse of anyone other than a player.

He had to be a player this time, just like in the First War.

Begg opened his mouth again.

Looking at the four bookshops.

"...you really really think that if 72 mythical breeders join forces, you can stop the existence of three immortals and ten [nonsense] generals? Are you serious?"

"......"

"Tell me, why aren't you speaking? Is my question that hard?"

persistent questioning

Clearly, the weight of the horse is strengthened by the presence of support. Now, about twenty followers of the mythical line, including the and the, were following their own ideas. What if we could drive the mood of discontent a little further? Perhaps more of the supernumerary beings will stick to this side.

In other words, you just have to instigate the situation pessimistically.

Based on this, it presses Night Illusion bookmakers.

And all you have to do is develop your own influence within the union.

'Keel. Very good. The bookies, they're all frozen. No matter how good their heads are, they can't beat this veteran Begg.'

Begg snorted inwardly.

Some may curse themselves for doing crazy things ahead of the war. They might laugh at us, saying, "Why are we doing this when we have a common enemy?" "This will only increase the chances of losing." But what's that supposed to that? This is how you do it because you want to do it.

Intelligent bodies are never machines.

Even if the purpose is the same, the pursuit can be sufficiently different.

War is war and power is power anyway.

Also, all the more so, considering how many capable people who led it since the last war returned to victory have benefited greatly. Leading the war as a leader and participating in the war as a long-term horse result in a later difference between heaven and earth.

'. This begg will jump over you. By all means. This next world is mine.'

Beg recalled his brother, who was a soul-maker just like himself.

Skilled people who bite crab and point fingers at each other.

The atmosphere of the General Assembly, which is in complete disarray.

pondering over

There's something many people have long misunderstood: the stronger the power, the more personality and character they have. But it was simply a huge illusion.

All beings beyond the [A]ank, considered powerful by his own standards, have been brought together from all sides, from all sides. In other words, it was a mad earth mass, a mixture of villains and warriors, all kinds of beings with good and evil, and a propensity for justice and injustice.

Also, not everyone has built up great skills as a trainee.

Most of them were born strong and did not know the preciousness of power, and there were people everywhere who did not think it was wrong to use violence against others. Of course, many of them died in the First World War because they didn't get help from their colleagues.

The split between Red and Blue is strange?

It's weird for an absolute being to split up with a powerful enemy in front?

You're welcome.

There are literally all the stars in the resistance zone.

Even those like the city jambae lightly tear the Grand Master's class to death.

Power and character are never proportional here.

That's why it split.

Red and blue.

In other words, the only thing that can unite them is logic and power.

Logic and power. List of truths that never go wrong.

And a way to prove superiority.

So, let's get started.'

He prepared the next word in his head to crush Begg.

the tens of thousands of ideas that come to mind in a flash

A scumbag who alienates between the powers is not necessary for the General Union.

Lord soldier wouldn't want that either.

Kill Begg, the psychic, here.

Kill a useless bugger for the Lord.

With the tongue of the Seth, execute the man of power in the field of divination.

I will bury him in this society forever.

"Then ask me again. It's a mistake that we came here, no? Do you really think that we can deal with [the immortals] in such an unfavorable land?"

Just in time, he asks back to the bookshops.

without knowing that he had dug his own grave.

So Croud smiled calmly, shining his eyes.

In fact, I looked into his past before I came here.

behind-the-scenes contact with the corps leaders committed by his brother. Records of small transactions with the Armudor forces. If you dig into this part, that Begg is the end of course. No, in fact, we've figured out early the weaknesses of all the [mythological] bums here. In case this moment comes. No, this is a secret, but... Frankly speaking, I've actually looked into every little weakness of the Clans.

To keep no one from betraying something.

Crowd intended to make him king through this war.

As the true leader of the universe.

Crowd rose slowly from his seat.

And when he was about to open his mouth.

Someone stepped forward.

fluttering blonde hair like silk

"I can fight you."

An intelligent being with calm, calm eyes.

The one who now leads a group of these capable men.

the head of the Night Illusion Clan

Lord's lover.

She showed up with a faint smile around her mouth.

'Lena said, '

Crowd smiled and took a step back.

She is clever and wise. Like a woman chosen by the Lord himself.

Besides, she is a great being who is conceiving the children of the Lord.

As much as Lena Scarlett, she also respects herself to the bone.

so

He decided to watch the situation a little longer.

the eyes of those who are concentrated in one place at a time

The ability to cast sharp eyes as if they would see through the soul.

And... strangely distorted.

a gulp

Lena, unlike her triumphant appearance, was forced to sweat slightly behind her back.

Surely the atmosphere is starting to change, so the flow of air is completely different from before. Naturally, the natural energy flowing from the bodies of the competent was bound to be influenced by the wavelength of this state, ie the current super-captains were clearly expressing signs of discomfort psychologically. Because of that, the air around it was extremely heavy.

but

Fortunately, Lena's appearance helped break the weight.

Perhaps if she hadn't stepped up, the bookkeepers would have stepped forward.

before the atmosphere got any worse

[ Immortal beings...] You can deal with it?]

"What? You really think you can stop them?"

[How on earth is that possible?] In this situation where it is difficult just for the heads of hundreds of thousands of armed forces.]

[Something special about her.]

curious eyes that come and go quickly

a completely different atmosphere of mythological bivalvester

Lena nodded again and resolutely opened her mouth.

observing the natural collusive expediency of emotion

"Of course, there's a way to deal with them. That's why I came here."

The able men saw Lena's confident expression and felt "hope" rising from their hearts. It is certain that this war has become much harder than first thought. Suspicions still remain that it may be a mistake to enter the middle of the enemy camp.

This seed of anxiety sown by Begg.

It was pressing heavily on this side of the chest.

But nevertheless, it is a smile that embraces all that.

The woman in front of her had a magical spell of that feeling.

Hooh?"

Begg staring at Lena with strange eyes.

The psychic opened his mouth to Lena Scarlett.

Public opinion has finally turned in his favor.

I can't believe just the appearance changes the flow.

Can you deal with the beings of...[ Immortality]? How the hell can you be sure of that? [Chaos] The sheep of the breed?"

a manner of speaking to one's inferiors

[Confused] an outright sarcastic remark that points out the line of goods.

People noticed the nuance of Begg's words.

He was now asking, directly or indirectly, whether he dared to refute his words on the subject of [confusion] quality. In other words, do you have the ability to deal with the powers of [the myth] item? He said a word meaning whether he dare to block or not the existence of an immortal item.

Clearly, he complained about the current system.

But nevertheless.

Lena was not a bit shaken by him.

If you step back from here, you will lose your leadership forever.

The leadership should not be split into two by the soul-maker Beg.

All this is for the victory of the Second Great War.

It is for the fate of the universe.

Whoo...!

Lena slightly increased the power of her to hide the agitation of her emotions.

Clearly, the feeling has changed since I was able to handle this power.

Better to control yourself in many ways than in the past.

"I'm sure. We can win this war. No matter how many of the immortals there are on the other side."

It's a lie.

In fact, there was no clear way.

It's just a bubble, or bluffing, thrown to capture this atmosphere. Somehow, they have to let people with abilities believe in them and follow them. Worst of all, their morale is completely broken before they even fight. You should never get into such a situation before the war intensifies. It's a tough fight in many ways, even if you trust to win.

But then.

Someone else slowly showed up beside him.

And it was the master of Clan. A creature who reigned in the past as a god in a galaxy with the master of ability and his sister, a benefactor who saved himself and his own life.

"Lena, just in case... Did you ever know about the commanders? That's what the nuance of the horse sounds like. Is this Iris's illusion?"

Asamkhya (2) End.

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