Tower of Karma
Qingguizi vs. Hero King: Battlefield of Ravage
Reapers were overwhelming the hero king. The men of 'Red Ghost', 'White Rose' and 'Black' will do everything they can to stop them even if their surroundings try to go to help them. Even if I get through it all the time...
"Kill, kill."
He gets his body sidelined and pulls his organs out of it and swings them around. Throw it at Welkingetrics like an impromptu sickle, and don't hesitate to attack where you sent it. This just adds more bodies to the waste. Just get in the way of the hero king. I finally understood them, too.
St. Lawrence's side, who no longer approached him because he understood the Nederks side and the situation, which were closer than they originally were. Reapers rush endlessly through the space where they were born.
"Kill Woo!
It is definitely the line berca that is pushing. Its speed does not make you feel the weight of armor, and its force is the black heaviness itself. He was also superior in skill and exceeded the limits of a person.
"Baba, monster"
The smell of death fills the area. That is the most terrifying power of Reaper. The fear of death propagates. Give death once now to the army of Saint Lawrence, who should have survived death. Engrave the fear of death and kill where it is raw.
"Gihih! Kolos, Talinai"
Death covers the world. The pillars of St. Lawrence were shaking.
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Rudolph overlooking the battlefield. I rarely had my tits gripped in my hand. Twirling the coin in a boring way. Toss gently. Rudolph looks at the coin he dropped and puts on his face even more.
"Won't you take my place after all?"
The cold eyes, the eyes that don't light any emotions...
Rudolph slaps his hands on his pampers and summons his entourage. without even gazing at the person asking, "What can I do for you?"
"Tell the whole army."
I command you in cold voice.
"Retreat"
One word, briefly.
"What?"
But it was too lame, and I wondered if the entourage had misheard. For the first time Rudolph turns his attention to him because he was annoyed by the reaction.
"Are you going to make me say the same thing twice?
to its overwhelming coolness,
"Yes! I'll let you know right away!
He understands.
Right now, Rudolph Les Hersburg is in a real bad mood. Rudolph's mood is usually turbulent, but it was hard to see him being this bad. A man thinks that if he hits badly here, he's not just sorry for his own life. If Rudolph's anger is touched, the scale will extend to the clan party.
"For once, recover 'that' as well. Well, if you can't, you can leave it."
"Okay."
I can't be Rudolph's man if they say 'that' and I can't find out. A man who leaves this place to tell him what to do early. Rudolph still looks down on the battlefield without looking at it and not even liking it.
"I was expecting a little. Well, no."
Rudolph plays the coin. White and black get into the mess, and they creep around even after they fall to the ground.
"If only I could do it."
The moment I say that, the coin falls over the white side. Rudolph looks further at it. The usual nagging face is not there.
"Really, God is the best son of a bitch ever."
Rudolph stomped on the coin with his feet and looked down at the world with the most boring looking face.
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I felt uncomfortable. Operation to bump Nederks' strongest 'Reaper' if you fight alone. It did work. You look like you can win if you keep it up.
"Dear Marslan, In the direction of the main formation!
"Wolf smoke in retreat? In this situation now?
Somewhere to truncate that it's a false alarm if it's supposed to be. But there was a hunch about the "Red Ghost" Marslan. And that 's--
"Ghost!"
Jacqueline of "White Rose," the same trinity, was also felt. Marslan's hunch finally turns to certainty here. The moment they tried to make a move,
"About time, huh?"
The atmosphere of Welkingetrics has changed.
"Damn!? A trap!"
I was already late when I guessed.
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The battlefield was shaking. The praise of Saint Lawrence's army is a wooden spirit in the earth.
"Kill, S. Gi, ga"
I would have understood if there was a good guess here. I was framed. Rheinberga of Reaper, to show the Trinity that Nederks will be defeated by only one man. Sacrifice for the exaltation of war...
"Lord, save the wretched Spirit in front of you."
Respond with open hands and praise as Welkingetrics stares at the falling reaper. The glow of the hero king increases. The seriousness we had with each other, there was a difference there. Reaper hits the wall for the first time.
"Kill!"
On a wall too high called Welkingetrics.
"No use."
Rising and penetrating reaper. Its power didn't suck earlier, rather it was even bouncing. But as Welkingetrics put it, it becomes a waste of time.
"Gi, Ga"
(12) Both approaching each other. Rather than unilaterally, the Reaper tries to push in, but the Hero King is not frightened. Unshaken, immobile, overwhelming beauty.
"This completes our army. Let me win this battle completely."
I can create my own predicament and turn away adversity with my own hands. Openness from anxiety drives people even more enthusiastically. In fact, there was no gap in Welkingetrics, and we could even afford to make a performance like that.
It was also a measure of Welkingetrics that laid out the siege extensively in the first place and invited a central breakthrough. Two birds with one stone can target allies' improved and enemy's loss of will by pulling out the opponent's strongest pawn and defeating it. This is the way a man is treated as the strongest of the three giants. The most powerful motivator, King Hero Welkingetrics. There's a reason I keep winning.
"Is this the first time you've lost?
Even slowly deal with the death force of a roaring reaper. Of course, there's no difference between the two forces as much as it looks. But the air of the field, the faith to the fanatical, heavily rests on the welkingetrics, and its weight remains on the sword.
Strength of the bearer. The monster that continues to reign for half a century is not just strong.
"Your strength is thin. So you can't win."
That much responsibility and heavy pressure, the mission imposed on those who are kings, warriors and heroes. Only those who kept doing it all, had the pull to attract victory. The gravitational pull of the winner that also holds Strakles and El Sid together. The greatest difference between other stars and giant stars was the power that only those who conquered the times possessed.
"Kill, kill, kill, Colo."
Serial attack with a shitty smell of Reaper. bounce them all back,
"It's over."
Flash. Reaper's helmet is turned down, and the black armor is also deeply wounded.
Blood erupted and Rheinberga collapsed. Welkingetrics waves up his sword to stab a stop. There is no awareness of Rheinberga.
"I'm not kidding!
It is' White Rose 'Jacqueline who assaults from behind Welkingetrics. The spear went through Welkingetrics' body at a tremendous rate. No -
"Good spear."
The paper is heavy, really paper heavy and it is scratched. Streak like a stream from a horse. The pattern of a shimmering spear had allowed for a variable and spontaneous attack. And all of them are sent in a single piece of paper. A piece of paper, an endlessly distant piece of paper.
Lightly through the rain of the spear, which is supposed to be a long range, and very naturally waves up the sword. The spear is blowing in the middle of it, but I don't feel like reaching it at all.
"Death!?
For a moment, I thought Jacqueline was dead. The memory that flows like a running lantern is the hot men who have ever exchanged spears. It is also the beautiful figure of myself that I saw in the mirror.
"Hung!
In the form of cutting that moment, Marslan's stick blows up where Welkingetrics' head was. Empty swinging sticks, welkingetrics with a slight eye behind them. That alone caused sweat to erupt simultaneously from Marslan's body.
"We'll make five more seconds, so collect that female pig!
"Hurry up! You're gonna die!
The two men of Reaper who command 'Black'. That wolf smoke only conveys the intention to withdraw. I have not been commanded to secure a failed reaper, then I have no obligation or obligation to secure it. Still, the two risked their lives to retrieve Reapers without even wanting to get lost for a moment.
"What, ooh!? And you're gonna die. Really!
"Hurry up!
It's only a second away. The attack is magnificent while being pinched, and lethal attacks are carried out many times. In contrast, the Marslans are full because they connect lives. That was the only difference between the two.
"Master Rheinberga!
'Black', in which he immediately recovers the Lord. The trick was wonderful and fast, but can you scratch back at your opponent and his St. Lawrence army opponent, who is showing morale to the ultimate? The two of you have managed to stop at this moment, but you don't know what will happen next.
"Is it worth it enough for you to risk your lives on that reaper?
Welkingetrics asks as he scratches to flow a series of strikes from the horse. At that leeway, the two of them have unpleasant sweats flowing down like waterfalls.
"Well. But you're not worth more than we are!
Jacqueline's magnificent spear. The two men believe that the lives of the three nobles, who use so much magic and manipulate so many armies, are of inferior value compared to one reaper. Loyalty to the Nederks drove the two of them to this dead place.
"I see. A good general. It's a shame to kill you."
Still, the sword of Welkingetrics does not loosen. Rather accelerate and cleave Jacqueline's arms. Jacqueline distorting her face with pain. Still doesn't loosen the spear.
"That's why I'm the one to kill. All men, siege formation, reapers don't mind spilling. Only these two will be punished!
Lawrence Army responding with a growl to the decree of Welkingetrics. Two people who no longer relax their faces with the past. The great lapse of losing the two nobles. Expectations of the Son of God, 'Blue Guido' Rudolph Les Hersburgs, will fall to the earth.
"Suppose to punish"
Will God forgive it?
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"Dude, this is what motivated me, huh? You can't beat Temeer's luck."
Rudolph stares at the world. Looking up is a giant star, looking down is the Son of God.
"I'm a child of God because I get one."
Rudolph entertains coins.
The Son of God even twists his destiny. Don't be aware, don't try, just exist and keep winning.
That's why Rudolph became the successor to the Hersburg family.
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The moment Welkingetrics gave in to end the battle, the earth swayed. Welkingetrics falls ill with sudden events. The rest of St. Lawrence's Army, the Nederks Army, stood flamboyantly in a world shaken by oblivion and despair.
"Zee!"
This opportunity, the one I didn't miss, was Sanguinis, Jacqueline from "White Rose". My beloved horse, who didn't even move into this shake, was brilliant, but so was Jacqueline, who saw through the breakdown of the hero king's posture. Beautiful trajectories blow Welkingetrics.
"I'm running away, ghost!
"You got your whole life to die."
Two people fleeing at full speed without any hesitation. Welkingetrics showing a passive and chasing attitude. There's no way the opponent can leave early in a riot, even though he's riding a horse. The Hero King moves when he sees it possible to chase him.
"I'm not letting you go! Hero King!"
It's the red and white soldiers that hold it back. Welkingetrics unwillingly cuts it off, but still keeps killing it. While I know I'm going to die.
"Command me. Dear Jacqueline."
Horse-riding men walking together. I have run the battlefield with Jacqueline several times.
"Death for my Nedeluxe."
"Yes!"
My men who take my countrymen back and penetrate them. Without a glance at it, Jacqueline escapes. Blood winds all over the back. Blowing away is a storm of killing.
Marslan's men penetrated and scattered in the same way. The lives of the red and white soldiers are scattered lightly. By the hands of Saint Lawrence soldiers and Welkingetrics, who regained their zeal.
"I won't let you through here dead! Sanguyen is the pride of Nederks!
"Good, really good. My sword, your loyalty has stood in the way."
Swallow that readiness, the giant star took full advantage of it. Kill down both horseback riding and infantry, the seriousness of the giant star King of Heroes Welkingetrics. That is what I thought was courtesy to those who showed their loyalty, and the white blade was brilliant in its best glow.
A beautiful flower of loyalty blooms.
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Breaking knees in front of Rudolph are the faces of the three nobles who fought earlier. Red and black and white men lined up with a sinking face to surround it. We were all uniformly worn out and the atmosphere was already a losing mood.
"So, is there something you want to say to me?
Rudolph's voice was cold. Everyone pushes silence. Especially black.
"No? There's no way, is there? Look, say it, Jacqueline."
Rudolph didn't try to gaze at me the other day. But now I'm staring at Jacqueline. He raised his face, throated at its cold gaze, and still opened his mouth.
"I think it was Rudolph's plan, his failure."
This one also had a light mouth the other day with Boy, etc., but there is no way to profit Rudolph like that now. It was too different from the usual tea pieces of Rudolph. The atmosphere, the mooring, but above all, the eyes...
"Hey, don't say it."
The place is quiet. Jacqueline shuddered, wondering if she had bought her anger.
"You can be honest. You're quite a bone man. It's a waste of time to be an octopus."
Rudolph grinned toward Jacqueline. And look at Marslan.
"Thank you for your hard work." Red Ghost, "" White Rose, "I seem to have underestimated you guys. And their men. You fought well beyond my imagination, both alive and dead. Praise and send."
I praised the red and white. Marslan and Jacqueline face each other. Rudolph Les Hersburg has never spoken of anything like this before. That's why the two of you can't help but be terrified ahead. Obviously, this behavior is a prerequisite for the real deal.
"And I seemed to overestimate you. Face up, incompetent."
On the subject, Rheinberga looks at Rudolph with trembling.
"If you have anything to say, say it first."
The words were soft, but to the absolute zero degree of cold lurking behind them, Rheinberga could only spill a trembling voice saying "No".
"Oh, no. Hmmm... what are you doing?
Rudolph stands up and stands in front of Rheinberga. And kicked him in the face unconstitutionally.
"What's left if I take strength from you, oh!? Reapers lose, and I'm asking you what's left! Answer me, incompetent, ordinary man!
Rudolph kicks Rheinberga many times. Rheinberga was eating up his teeth and taking it spoiled. Even if his men see him and try to stop him, he stays with the stare of one of the other line berkas.
"I was hoping for you. Take care of yourself instead of me. I trusted that I would work at the boob festival. What's that? Lost in the best? So what's it worth to you? Hey, why don't you tell me?
Every word pierces the Rheinberga. Line berkas with tears in their eyes.
"Heh, that reaper cries. Oh, I missed the nurturing. I want the power of Reaper, though. See, you're hard to handle, aren't you? So I've taught you a lot and you can finally control it. I lose because of that, I cry, and the money and the hassle I put on you - I've wasted it. It wasn't you I wanted, it was Reaper. I'm not. I don't need you, do I?
Rheinberga on Rudolph. No shame, no hearsay, just silence. Rudolph's eyes seeing it were so cold that everyone on the spot was trembling.
"We don't need a weak reaper. Remember the liver. In the meantime, I'll take a big look at you this time. It's the other guy, too. But there's no next time. If there's going to be a next time, I don't need you. As an executioner, you can go back to playing with the culprits."
Rheinberga wept and drowned her head deep and deep. Without gazing at it, Rudolph returns to his seat. And stared at the whole thing,
"Today's loss is on me. I lost in my operation, and my toys lost. So let's apologize. I'm sorry, everyone."
I bowed my head to people for the first time in my life. What surprises me the most is the longest dating line Berca. No one else thought Rudolph was in the nature of doing this, and he couldn't hide his surprise all the same.
"Yeah. I knew you didn't feel right apologizing. I don't want to do it again. That's why I'm leading you tomorrow. [M] Nice to meet you."
The place froze.
"In the meantime, 'Black', which exposed the dumb spot, was dismantled once. You can use Marslan and Jacqueline as you like. Treat Rheinberga as one of your two men."
The place freezes even more.
"Oh, it's a hassle to think about more maneuvers and stuff, so just think about it. I'll choose between them. [M] Would it be interesting if we made it a public offering? What do you think?"
At the end of Rudolph's gaze was Marslan. I realize I've been questioned, and I open my mouth.
"In the first place, are you still going to fight?
Marslan's questioning was fundamental. Though it was the Sangu who did not lose the first day, it could be called a great defeat. Those who were deeply attacking are the many elites, and those losses are more than nominal. And even Reaper, the supreme power, couldn't win. There can be no reversal or anything from here. I don't care what you think. It's too reckless.
"Absolutely. Because if you don't win, you can't go back to King's Landing."
Still, Rudolph was willing to win, as a matter of course.
"Well, you can make it easier with the intention of getting on a big boat. Let's take it easy from here. We don't attack in vain, we can't protect ourselves, we slow down."
Would there be such an easy-going head after such a huge loss?
"Then you win. You know what I'm called.
Son of God, "Blue Guido" Rudolph Les Hersburgs. The man who made him the thirtieth child of the Harsburg family men and is currently treated as a 'man'. For a man who knows what happened to his superiors, there is no way he can take Rudolph lightly.
"I've never lost before."
Rudolph stands on the arrow. A man who usually only thinks about his boobs finally steps into this stage. A little behind William, Wolfe, Apollonia in the distance, and the radiant new stars, the last big young man moves out.
Can you shine against a giant opponent? Rudolph's qualities are tested.