Tower of Karma

rough but precise spears, it looked like it was full of compromise from those who named Schauhausen. Until earlier, the starch was so aimed at completeness, but the form that came here and threw away completeness. As a vendor, I had the feeling that the choice was not correct.

There was a...

"Woolah!"

Violence caused by physical ability disrupts the breathing of the supplier. The accuracy of the move is falling, yet the strength jumped. God's spear remembered the obvious frustration with that fact.

"Eighty percent!

The speed, the force, disrupts the reception.

Having learned the spear of God, they had been knocked in to fight at the maximum that they could continue to fully reproduce their moves. Combat style with moves first. Moving martial arts.

That's God's spear, that's Schauhausen's philosophy.

"... is that your choice? Compromise is too much!

It was only with respect to the other person that he found this choice difficult to forgive. You can use all that moves, but with all that technology in your hands, you symbolize the same path as hundreds of warriors. That was unforgivable.

"Sorry, it's the bottom line to do anything to win"

"Then there's no progress"

"We have to win. We have to go."

Claude didn't get lost in the eye. Sometimes a hero takes away one woman just once loose. Some have been denied warrior life with only one wound. I saw a giant star fall to the ground in just one defeat.

The last person standing was the man who kept winning until the end.

That is the truth of the world.

"I have to keep winning. I can't protect you. Then you don't know what you're getting stronger for. I'm stronger to never lose it again!

Know how difficult it is to protect. Know the pain of losing.

If that's his pillar...

"Come on."

It's not a complete plane with the roof. Some chimneys have high and low differences, such as window frames. 'Scaffolding' is less than in alleys, but not so much as impossible to move in 3D. Jump and spontaneously make highs and lows to use the local interest as well to give the dragon a breath.

If you add your physical abilities to it...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Dragon spears that utilize every 'scaffold' to bounce in 3D. In the first place, it was a unique move as a Nederks spear, a spear whose monstrous physical abilities were required. Luke, who was a user, and Luke, who could not, had a difference in taste, but a difference in physical ability as the most significant element.

The part of Nedeluxe who sought the moves was the last piece of the dragon, and he really needs a superhuman body whose whole body plays like a spring like a wolf or a lion. And Claude had twelve full combinations of its qualities.

Vertically, horizontally, diagonally, with the roughness fully open, Claude bounces. Its explosive acceleration was something that would not make you feel gravity in a different way than the beautiful martial arts.

A broken hair waves like a dragon's tail.

"Now it's just violence!

"Violence is fine! I'm here to win!

Leaping forces that superiorly exceed the height of Lester beyond the limit by madness are transformed into thrusting forces as they are, forming a vortex of tremendous violence.

This also piled up again, as a boy from the bottom and busy with a nasty sleigh, there was a past that ran around in madness to death. The history of the spear is shallow, but if cool, it runs more distance than anyone else in this. Literally desperate, I've polished it up.

The effort to live is linked to the gift of innate...

"God's spear, I haven't gotten it!

Dragon material recognized by wolves and lions is now available.

And that peculiar move adds radiance by violence.

(Drop your moves as long as I can. Right, 80% is the limit. I just can't keep my moves any longer. What the heck is 80%, I said it appropriately, but if that guy asks, he's going to make fun of me. But if it's the other one, maybe he'll laugh)

Another scorching back. Black Wolf King.

(The feeling is perfect. This is the limit that you can maintain while thinking about it all. I've already had a lot of pain, and you're still giving me enough. Probably)

I can't stop violence. Power is inferior to wolves and lions, and if it is acceleration, it is more than wolves and lions. Running through without stopping, shaking off gravity and dominating the space more freely than anyone else. If it's his spec, if you give it 80%, you'll be able to exceed the maximum limit of most.

This is the violence of talent. When nature meets effort, humans see irrationality there.

"Gu, ah"

The dragon spear decides the meat. At last, it collapsed.

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"Yeah, that's fine. Damn, I was just saying if she had to. Gatsun and, like this, like a tiger, guar."

Silvi was making excuses, not letting anyone hear her alone. The senses knew it. I also had something to say on my mind. And yet I couldn't tell you.

Like her.

I have a position. If you, the Three Kings, speak up, you will still have the stain of giving advice and giving out a helpship. She certainly had that idea in her.

Still, I don't know why, I lost, I think.

"... um"

Incredible Moya Moya I've never felt before. Shake it off. She watches the fight. That talent is his horror, a true weapon.

Because this is why you are the leader of Sangu.

"I never thought I could beat Claude with my moves. But when I can show you this, it's also true that it's going to break. The one who has it and the one who doesn't, the violence that smears piles of moves in an instant. Look, I got a nasty face. Warrior's, appearance."

Dion thought he was fainting and strangled the woman to a slightly obscene sensation, leaving her in the open, coming all the way here to watch the game.

I first saw him on the battlefield with Estado, his appearance as a warrior. A man who tried a lion more than once, bounced back, and gained strength each time. That's how they found out. Even seniors as spear users said that suitability and experience were much higher on the battlefield.

Now that there's no battlefield, it's hard to figure out how they can fill that battle strength.

All I could think of was how to transcend that violence in a non-talented way to specialize in receiving it, but still a little, I felt it wasn't enough to stop Claude in action.

"This, the Bakemon."

The serpent threw his greatest praise with a remorseful face.

The lion smiles satisfactorily.

"That's about it when I think about a succession, too. If I borrow His Majesty's word, between seventy and fifty minutes and eighty percent. That's enough. We'd be almost invincible. It is a world where no one reaches the ceiling. Though there has been a slight increase, none of them can combine with moves. We can do that. We're on the tip of the next era. It's bad for His Majesty, but I'm sure."

Reaching a new era is a samurai who combines his mind and moves. If you use the same moves, stronger bodies win. It's a simple story. Except for the fact that you want to turn away because of simplicity.

"If you just want to win with moves, you need to be prepared to dump people. It's possible if you grab a live path deep, deep, and instant. There is, but more than there is a difference in depth, there is a difference between a few thick sheets of paper and a dragon and a person. The battle is clear."

"In moves, people win."

"The difference in moves is the difference in drawers. Dragons are more of a winner in depth. I'll admit the amount of drawers that haven't collapsed after all that violence, but the stars, which are substandard monsters if the difference is filled to that extent, haven't reigned for half a century."

"... you were"

"There's no way to go beyond the monster with moves yet, and even if you get it, now the monster will wear it. A martial arts force that strengthens weakness makes strength a further monster"

"Is that the martial arts?"

"Yep. That's the martial arts"

The lion affirms. I have no doubt about the path I take, the mountains I try not to reach.

Callis sees an incredible sight.

It was the sight of a god that should have been completed being ravaged by dragons. It's not like the game you once played in front of, their battlefield. Violence called Claude Lewis.

"Is this His Majesty's spear?"

"Nedeluxe's spear, is. We were resisting to deny this strength, but at the same time we have always wanted this. I still understand that it is a dilemma. Still, denial of this just becomes a repeat of what it once was"

"Accept," he said?

"If you take it, the truth will be distorted. but it would be up to each person to decide what to do after taking it? I'm not willing to throw away my moves. The rest are best friends of a man who looks like this and is greedy. I therefore want both. I want the rest of your men to have the same lust."

"It's like you've already won."

"He's the son raised by the White Knight. They're knocking me in on how to win. I wasn't blinded by talent. The best materials are best educated, and the rest are leaping to pull through because they want to see how far a monster with a spear Nedeluxe climbs."

Kunlat is convinced that 'Tomorrow', which he saw then, is a certainty.

He will be the pillar of the new era in this country.

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"I'm Schauhausen!

Shaking, crumbling, and still bringing it back, he will also be a masterpiece.

The sky my benefactor showed me. Almost there. I want a sky that pushes me through. I want to see the smile I saw that day again. No, I swear I'm gonna let you.

Dragon Taru said he was one who defended himself.

That's the same for me again.

"God's spear is unbeatable! This is Nedeluxe's treasure!

I bear what must never be lost again.

You have to prove yourself. The beauty of the moves, he said, is the possibility of going beyond violence. We have to show everyone. Nedeluxe is on his way to 'Tomorrow'.

"Come! Claude Lewis!

Deep, deep, deep, far away, heavenly lions peel their eyes.

Here I am, and God has turned again. The pale light dyes the night sky for a moment, pale.

The illusion as if the sky were there.

"You're superior!

Claude jumps. Store the chimney in the scaffolding.

"I'm the Trinity!

One of the spears flies like a dragon's roar. Dragon fangs flying in at high speed, God saw the 'plane' there. A slight, but certainly, possibility. Then reproduce it and show it. God will prove it in this earthquake.

"Win, I'll take the sky..."

A pale eye grabbed the 'machine'. Counter using dragon flights. I grabbed it without missing the only moment.

Exactly worthy of the name of God, Schauhausen.

"... Oh, yeah?

But he was also a genealogy of God. I didn't abandon my moves. Both violent and tactical, a frontier where all nerves can be concentrated and finally done. He was seeing it again. And he was forced to poke around believing the other guy even 'sees' him.

Play the counter with one twist and the spear stands against the man's left chest.

"It was strong. It was the best fight ever."

Everyone breathes a vibrant settlement, a curtain pull.

"Right. Whoo-hoo, right. I'm out, too. It was fun."

The sky was white when I realized it. The sun rises.

The light stretching from the slices of the clouds illuminated the winner. A winner raises his arms high in heaven. The people don't know what this fight means. For the first time in a long time there has been a festive noise, so we have gathered with everyone in this land, in the outhouse of the stars.

There is no reason to know. the meaning of this declaration of victory.

Still, they cheered. I wanted to honor the winner, who was illuminated by the rising sun without meaning. It is also a tribute to the losers who at the same time have exhausted their dying power.

Claude's name woods in Nederdam.

To the strong, many cheers given to the winner. Things teared up knowing the dark times that followed your game while it was wrapped up. There is no disgusting silence like then. There is sobriety somewhere after the battle.

Dragons and gods, winners are just the opposite. Is that all this is going to happen?

"Let me know Temeer's name someday. Let's do it again."

With the dawn Claude jumped into the people. The noise explodes. I can't pack up in anyone's hands. It doesn't end well because there are people floating around trying to put it on.

In the meantime, only one person, Callis, was rushing to him, his righteous breath. No matter how you look at it, you don't need to be fatally injured, palpable.

Still, he reaches out and keeps an eye out for the unbelievable.

A new era has come.

Everything turned out the opposite way, and the battle between the dragon and God was a curtain.

After a long night, Nederks celebrates the dawn.