Tower of Karma

Sons of God and the Rebels: The Divine Dead World

Something I've never known since I fell on the ground. The crashing world, I was always on the side of looking down on it. He starved, thirsty people, watched stealing, humiliating, and murdering like a funny play. Tragedy and comedy remain the same. I just watch myself all the time.

"Huh, haha, ha, ha, ha"

Rudolph laughed. I'm with them now. He is an elephant who escapes.

What difference does it make there? Where is he that beholds himself now, and falls with the Son of God? Rudolph laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Heaven bless my child."

"Ugh. I feel good now. Get out of my way."

Consciousness finally led to recognition of it. Rudolph looked pitifully at the magic called Helma. I'm sure this magic came from the tenderness, mercy and compassion of the old man. From now on, this sorcery was completed out of those wishes so that people could do it even if they lost the power of sorcery. It's just that it's a big favor now, and overprotections have passed.

"I already got enough. So you can disappear."

Rudolph caressed Herma gently. For a moment, it gives a sad look. It fogs up in the air. Power was reaching its limits. The magic of Helma came to an end by the luck of heaven, which has been used in vain since childhood.

"Life is not for you."

Kachichi rings. Rudolph's cheek was ripped open and the soldier in front of him fell in. At the end of the day, Helma protected herself again. The appearance was so beautiful that it left a shadow of my mother somewhere.

"Thank you. Is this how I got out of the cage?"

Rudolph put his hand in heaven. What a long way to go. Reach out all the time and everything was there. But now...

"Get out of here!

Gosn, the fist of an unknown soldier blew Rudolph's face. Gobbling and rolling Rudolph. The trampled and rough soil clumps around like mud. He was shot through the belly in the foot of an escaping soldier. I roll around in pain again.

"Gu, ha. Ah, ha. Come on, man."

The taste of blood that spreads in your mouth. The scent of dirt jumping into my nostrils. This place is hell, but I felt comfortable somewhere. Until now, alone in heaven, lonely, there are many here. There were those who shared the same perspective, not necessarily on their side.

"Shall we just live? I'll see if I can survive without luck."

For the first time, light sprouted in Rudolph's eyes. It's a vitality that says we'll survive, with hope for a new life in our hearts. I'm sure that even if death awaits you, it's your own invitation, and if it's not what heaven has decided, you'll die with pride.

"Come on, it's an adventure"

The Son of God, born out of heaven, has now begun to walk on the earth.

Maximiliano and the black-coated offense followed secretly in the crowd. Originally, the black man thought this kind of battle was our domain. I'm sure they're not so good at this situation. Despite that, you and I are mutually...

"There's someone stronger than me besides White Dragon or that guy."

The assassin named Black Star thanks for this encounter. I am not as divided as the White Dragon. I want to be strong, and that's why I've come far beyond the East.

"Don't you use poison, assassin"

They took my back. Black stars grin bitterly as they perceive the direction of their voices.

"If you rely on that, your moves will be dull."

An iron ball played over his back crushed the arrow that flew from behind him. The timing of the rush, the needle couldn't kill the power, used the balls of the lightning barrel to deal with it. Applicability is just one word. But it also led to exposing one magic seed.

"Well, a few people from earlier, you did the same thing you just did, and you were unleashing magic. I can take out this ball of iron and put it in the cylinder. Is that where you came from?"

If they find out that that's just an iron ball, they'll find out there's a trick in the cylinder. Still far from answering, the farther you go to answer, the preferred. For the LORD hath not yet willed this unto the world.

To be buried in the darkness of history, there is one thing Black Star should do.

"Killer, it's spilling. I hear it's not convenient when they bring this ball up."

"I enjoy working with you... but I have to do my job, heh!

The needle released by Black Star had water droplets attached to it. Seeing it as poison, Maximiliano exaggerates and takes evasive action. Even a razor will kill you, and it won't give you that possibility.

"So you said you wouldn't use poison?

The aim of the Black Star is...

"I see. Behind you!

The black outfit behind him, a man hitting his own predecessor receives a needle that Maximiliano dodges, approaches him and sees a blow to the brain. Evasive action will not be taken in time.

It was between special occasions.

"Long ago, I took a fall in the melee to the bowman."

Maximiliano was holding an arrow in his right hand, preventing the enemy from holding a needle with his left hand.

"Just the bow. I'm dead!

I knocked it into the temples of my enemies and blew it up. An assassin with considerable arms, which is also a melee subject man is lightly buried. The movement is that of one who has been trained more than once. He was a black star stunned by his exceptional moves, but the attack is still uninterrupted.

"Thanks to that, my bow also leaped again"

Arrows flying from afar. Black stars don't even know who shot him. But it was released from outside the perception of the Black Star, and it should be harder to perceive than it was to distract consciousness with a needle and an assassin.

"It's my realm in the distance."

Lightly, Maximiliano shot down that arrow at the continuous firing speed in front of him. Yet another shot, I unleashed an arrow all in return.

The power far exceeds the arrow that flew in.

"Still immature. Drill, young man."

Exactly a monster. Black stars grieve at the size of a monster named Maximiliano. Until now, the situation has prevailed over me. Perhaps Maximiliano is not good at rioting, as opposed to being good at it. There is no way to antagonize the difference in power.

"A little bit, seems to be lagging behind in understanding Campeador"

"... because its head had been lightly slashed. I didn't think so."

Black Star remembers a glimpse of it earlier. A man full of lightly turned down majesty. The information I was sharing, it was said to be someone to be wary of, but the other person was too bad.

"Lead, is that Dino? Beating him on this battlefield is as good as Kensei and the White Knight."

"As you can see, Kensei took over. Just a blow."

It was the second-generation Kensei who marked the mistake in horseback riding and the encounter of the moment.

"... did you hold on to your neck?

Listen to that. Maximiliano smiles.

"No, but it's pretty deep, lethal from me."

"I see, after all, understanding is delayed. If you want to stop him, you have to snap his neck."

To the man's grin, the black star had a bad feeling.

Rafael, distracted by the crowd and unleashed an arrow, smiles at the mercy of the synagogue. I didn't expect that arrow to be prevented and the return arrow to fly.

"Lady Rafael!

The arrow stands on his chest.

"Oh, shit."

Raphael did not understand the cause of his defeat and collapsed.

William and Rheinberga were attacking each other. But speaking of each other, the degree of wear and tear is not even comparable. There was a huge difference in health consumption between a line bell that continued to move around endlessly and a William that twisted it with minimal motion.

"Moves well. Don't make the wear and tear look easy. It's not bad for patience. But..."

William came here to show his offensive stance.

"There is definitely wear and tear. And I only had a little more 'ahead'. I win."

A white knight's sword that traces the fastest, fastest and best, fast, precisely. Dark Sword that undoes the opponent's strengths, if it turns to attack, the opponent feels that sword more than its original strength. Even if you're an attacker, you don't let them like you. Make them take it exactly what they want.

"Head, I'll take it!

Royal Hand. William's sword captures Rheinberga's helmet.

"Gigga!?

He dodged in a super reaction and ran a vertical crack in his helmet without breaking it.

"Now I've solved the magic. Your, lose -"

"Gi, gu, wow!

Now Rheinberga goes beyond William's assumptions. Freed from madness, the remnants of Helma, the remnants of the Murderer Warrior, also went out. Now Rheinberga will be on par with the ordinary Trinity. William is no longer the person to take the back, it should have been.

"I'll protect you! Who knows how lonely that child has been, how much misery he has been carrying the burden! You can't possibly understand! Only I, as the same being, was created as a blade to protect him."

"This guy!?

Obviously, stronger than in the middle of something crazy.

Bloody vibes.

"I'll protect you! Whether the world is an enemy or God doesn't, I will protect Rudolph!

The extraneous physical abilities of when he was a reaper combine with the power that Rheinberga has built up as a person. William died of it, but the sword of darkness was screaming. I mean, the 'now' line berca is close to that man's realm.

"Ha! If you want to protect me, don't come out on the surface, woman!

William remembered his frustration. There is only one person in her eyes as she stands so much above a person's body. Can such arrogance be forgiven for such a joke? May he who carries a country bent over state what is unsolicited?

"I can't forgive you. Either way. The world isn't sweet enough to combine two things: country or love."

Arrogance in trying to choose the path you let go of yourself.

"Then I choose Rudolph"

Not lost, Rheinberga said away. To the best of his mind, Jean smiled, in the midst of a battle at the extreme. Finally, one of the two twisters became honest. As a nation, it is a loss, but as a person its straightness is dazzling and preferable.

"... Ku, Ku, why can you choose? Look at this world! You guys, look at the view we had! With which mouth can you say that!? Look at this hell and you don't feel anything!?

"I don't feel it. My heart is with Rudolph. Whether the others die, live, my heart will not tremble. If that guy laughs, I'm glad. Cry, I'm sad. That's all."

William is stunned. A little wind blows in my heart, in my nothingness. Unstrayed line berca eyes. For myself, there should have been that path. Why did I have to choose this path alone? With her breasts up like hers, her eyes tell her that she and her friends, when she lived, there was such a way, too.

"... I..."

For a moment, William felt his mask peel off. The king's mask I've desperately worked on. I can't take it off now, but I'm about to spill it, and my chest is tightened to remember those days.

"You're a good woman, Oi! It sucks to be a general!

At that moment a man appeared. The man sprinkles his blood, laughing and rushing. Usually, the timing should have been easy to detect and respond to. But only at this moment had William missed it. Still, if it was a normal attack, I could handle it.

"I don't hate you! Olah!"

A huge, indescribably huge stone axe looms. It's not the weight that humans handle. The man who can easily use it beyond the ordinary man just by shaking it.

"Dino Sid Campeador!"

Estado's strongest man, Dino in 'Fierce'. A raw monster who surpasses even Wolfe if only by simple force. The blow of a man who in the last seven years polished himself even more to the force and in that part reached a top no one could reach was a single broken castle hammer that would even destroy the gates of the fortress.

"Bye, I guess."

Unable to reciprocate or accept, William flew backwards, an escape of power. It is the only correct answer. I have assumed some blowback. But I never thought I'd be dancing in the sky like this.

"Okay, bump it!

Dino laughs contentedly at the blow of Kaishin.

Arcadia, Nedeluxe, the sight of everyone who remains on this occasion to cease.

"Just go. This is where the warriors are. Temeer's not, is he?

"... thank you"

Rheinberga chose the way to escape without hesitation. No one can stop it. Everyone was in agreement with the idea that there was no stopping them, no matter what they thought. She resigned from the Trinity earlier than anyone else. I'm sure the Nederks understood that. Still relied on it. Until this situation, I had to rely on it.

"I've worked hard enough. Good luck. And then there's our fight."

Jean's spear was the brightest ever. Make up for Amelia's immaturity. Note that the stunt is something worthy of calling a genius. I've always remembered to hook up to my teeth. I really don't want us to keep carrying the burden on them.

"Come on. Ya! I'm strong now."

Jean's roar. I'm sure this battle will be lost. But that loss will be convincing.

"What the hell is Kensei! I'm Jean-Jacques La Bourdarias! Nedeluxe's strongest spear man. The spear will beat the sword!

An enemy I can't help but hate. But why, a grin deepens in Gilberto's face. Best deal I've ever had. The struggle I wanted to do is here. I have someone who fully hits my stunt. Bite that happiness.

The battlefield was showing some of the most excitement here. Except for one.

"It's hard to bless people's happiness."

White Knight, William von Lewius. No one was watching him after he blew up. Everyone thought so. He said it was impossible for a regular person to get flown to that height and return to the front. And this man is a monster again.

"I stood on people once. Let him go!

The monster gave off an arrow with a distorted grin. The knight is also a master of bows. Sensation detects where Rheinberga should have been lost in the crowd and shoots there.

"Become!? White Knight Temeye!

I don't see it, but it was handy.

"Goddamn it, the place is boiling down nicely."

William vomiting blood. But those eyes were gleaming and dangerously brilliant.

"I still don't like you."

"Carl, you're killing me. You're not laughing. Kill the kid and the wolf. I guess that's all Temee can do. Hey, Kensei."

"I guess there's an ugly figure carved under the mask.... I know you won't even tell me."

"Let's get this unpleasant farce over with."

William followed with more arrows. Pull the bow with all your strength, strength, and vigilance around the perimeter. I don't know what I'm after. The creeps drift without knowing what you're thinking.

"Unpleasant. Extremely. Half the people don't stand in front of me."

An arrow was released. At speeds beyond your imagination, you draw a big arc.

"I'll tell them all! Any hand may be used. Do everything you can to get rid of the Nederks! Sanguyen, I will give you a promotion as well as a title for those who have fought for Qingguizi. It's our chance to make it happen. Let it be if you want to win your life!

William threw down his bow and held his sword. Shake it up and release the decree.

"Kill him!"

A bunch of fools whipping at desire. The king clothes them with wolf skins. Think of ourselves as carnivores, as predators, they will attack like crazy.

Kachichi rang. As if to speak for the King's frustration, large or small.

A monster who stood in front of a black star. Maximiliano Campeador falls down with an arrow from outside his perceptual range. With an incredible face, he stroked an arrow that pierced his heart from behind and popped out in front of him.

"... a white knight? Brilliant."

I was finally taken in close proximity. As an assassin, I tried to put things out of use. A monster who didn't feel like he could win was eaten by a further monster. It's just a hassle.

"It's just silly. Who's Laurencia?"

Black stars know again. The monstrosity of the Lord himself. Know the breadth of its strength.