Tower of Karma

Moving beyond Alfred's vigilance loomed a monster of madness. Lester's spear was reminiscent of the spear. That's the business of not stacking it. I didn't cut it off and scratch it. It's just that my instincts made me feel dangerous and take evasive action.

My body knew the frontier, but I just moved on my own.

So much awesome acceleration.

"… beyond the limit, or"

Once, the ultimate in madness led to Lester von Falke. The defeat, the demise, took sanity from him and went to Shura's path. I guess Orpheus also took that option to get stronger again. imitated the appearance of the strongest man he knew.

"Right. If we're just premature fighters going up there, we have a choice."

Both sides have a slight difficulty in terms of physical ability from the top layer. It's not fast, it's not strong, there's not a reach. So I honed my skills, but if an enemy of the same kind, or excellence in physical abilities, had equivalent skills, and still wanted to win, I still needed something special, something pushed through.

"Gah!"

While the speed of the spear also increased, there was a great opening in the simple speed. Beyond the limit, Orpheus' physical abilities show dramatic improvement, and he rushes around endlessly at an untraceable speed with his eyes. Every time it passes, a heavy blow is knocked in like a souvenir with two or three shots instead of one.

"... Exactly, tough!

Alfred had managed to wipe out Orpheus's onslaught while taking full advantage of the four senses. Of course, I hear, smell and feel the air flow on my skin. Still, the missing minutes will be compensated for by thought. Read, and to put it badly, mountain survey.

"Co, hey!

Still, it's not enough.

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"It was a tremendous acceleration. Especially the first step."

"You must be weak for the heavenly lion."

"In fact, it could have been tailored with the first blow if it hadn't been for the heart"

Heavenly Lion, Ulysses quietly meditated his eyes.

"If it's the first blow,"

The black wolf also smiles sadly and agrees again.

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The spear of divine speed, I can't squeeze it, and my options other than receiving it are crushed. Yes, when there's a difference in physical abilities, there's a limited number of options that you can really take. The wider the difference, the narrower the options become. Those with innumerable options if at the same level will also have limited options as the difference widens, eventually becoming zero.

Alfred, who receives it, is blown forward of its destructive power.

"Gu, no!

Critical, right behind you. Standing in the abyss of the stage, Alfred makes a cold sweat. I wasn't licking the other guy. As expected, he had a finished martial arts. And it's twelve wonderful things.

How many warriors have reached the realm of completion in this world? He is truly an amazing man, even though he has a peculiar talent.

"... on top of that, is this it? Heh heh, your love is heavy."

"E, e. The eagle..."

"Really, I'm not as special or anything as you think I am. If you look at me and you think so, it's just that the environment was good for everyone around you."

"Sonna Cotto"

"... I was a really happy man. On full days, the venerable Father, the kind Mother, and the occasional comers were all kind people, too, and I took that for granted. You're laughing, it was the natural world. My, happiest days in a rocking cage."

Orpheus took a penetrating stance. I don't have time. This condition strains the body just because it is. The price beyond the limit can't be cheap.

The first step peaks. I had the feeling that my body would collapse every time I moved. The sound I can't hear is all over my body. The movement would not be beautiful either.

Still, I had something I wanted. I wanted salvation.

From the look on his face, I know this isn't a time buyer. But that's why I don't have to go out with you, or my brother-in-law. All we need is a victory.

"I have to give it back, I have to. For too much happiness, from the bottom of my heart into a world I can't laugh at, at all. That's why I win. To you, to those who fight from here on out. My path is unshakeable."

Alfred took a small, deep breath. The meaning of that breath can only be understood by those who know the same breath and the same area. Alfred thought it was really good to get rid of it. Now the only one who can reach this realm is himself.

"You went beyond. I'll be one."

The moment he smiles, the sober, pale wind that rises. Gentle, soft, warm. Such an atmosphere spread throughout the venue. The black warriors hung up, too. Wordless, something, something very important, seems to be stuck in its place - such thoughts come and go.

That was heterogeneous no matter how many times I looked at it.

"All the other shores. Good heaven, heartbeat."

Only the Gentile, the State Structure, 'understands' this situation as a reason.

"What's going on with this? In the meantime, the atmosphere has changed."

With Lamberto in turmoil, the understandable national outline opened its mouth.

"The process of all the other shores becoming one with the world through themselves. An infinitely expanding world, called one's own heart, where people connect with the world by stepping deeper into it. At the end of the border, people and the other shores of the world. The reacher becomes one with the world, or ceases to be a man, and becomes another race. That's a long way from it. Neither I nor he are willing to go that far into the world."

"... I mean, what's going on with Alfred now?

In the inquiry of Palomides, the National Structure smiles.

"Well, to put it plainly without lining up, extreme concentration,"

At the end of the line of sight, Orpheus moved out.

What comes to that eye is a tear with blood.

(The sky, I can see. Very pretty, blue. Woohoo, you're special! Filling that blue, golden, red, black, is no longer tantamount to a felony! I will remedy you now. People should pursue happiness. You are the one who should be happy!

Spread blood reflexes, while wearing a supreme spear

Bloody wet eagles fly.

That looked as if it pierced Alfred. However, there is no certainty of victory in the expression of the wearing person. On the contrary, as I look at it, my expression becomes risky.

A cloak of hesitation, the audience cheered loudly when its interior was opened.

The spear passed next to my stomach and, conversely, it consisted of Alfred holding the pattern of the spear.

"Gotcha."

Alfred smiles naughty. seismic leg, struck every spear thrown he held with the running of that force. Neither readiness to die, nor the power gained by madness, gives meaning to the power that comes from unintentional directions.

A spear gripped with so much blood, that that--

"Your cause of defeat."

Orpheus had lost the option of losing power. There is something about being poked into the void, but it is no more than the power of the whole body and the power of the Spirit, something that can be easily solved even by one's own will. He was holding the spear in the first place, so hard that the bones on his fingers broke.

Even letting go of my hand makes the pain stick.

"That the biggest strengths have gotten so much speed that they can't chase"

As if in slow motion, Orpheus while holding the spear is thrown off-site drawing a beautiful circle. I also thought that understanding would finally let go of the chase hand, but the circle is already at a stage beyond the apex. I mean, even if I let go of my hand at this moment right now...

The reaction was delayed because the moment I released the spear, I hadn't 'seen' where it would reach. Until earlier, at the moment of the hit, the recipient was also 'visible' after taking into account.

Now, the attack hits me before I catch up with my super senses too fast myself.

"And the pain has clouded your eyes,"

Gently, Orpheus lands. That's off the spot, too lightly Kerri gets into a death fight. Would such a gentle and so cruel settlement have been fulfilled?

"This was my best hand. Not as good as you, but I like you, too. That's why I didn't want you to get hurt any more. Sorry."

Orpheus was silent. I know that strength beyond my own limits is a double-edged sword. I can't fight long in this state, and I just had to bring it to a short showdown.

Still, I set it up because I thought I could, and I was convinced that the setup was successful, until the moment I could throw it.

His eyes were cloudy, he says. Indeed, there is no denying the feeling that the super sensation was dull in the severe pain of fighting beyond the limits. But even if it were full, the idea of carrying spears in this earthen field and throwing enemies from spears to spears with almost just one hand from there, who would say? People are vulnerable to things they don't envisage.

"Can't I get it?"

"If it were you now. If I grow up in a way that takes advantage of my strengths, I won't be able to win."

Looks like a flashy settlement. The audience boiled greatly.

"Winner, Alexis Ray Albion!

The venue sprang to the appearance of a hero exiting in a refreshing manner.

"Wow, you beat me flashy."

"It's a great but brilliant victory. I didn't mean to hit a throw there."

Lamberto and Palomides were raising their exclamation.

"Tasteful? That calculated move is not worth the effort."

It was still this man who watered there,

"It's the feet you should see. Unnoticed microscopic, but out of position with a slip foot. The upper body looked intact, concealed a fine outline with a cape, and received where it created the posture to be received. It made very little noise and achieved the best results with the smallest movements. Small, but it was a good idea. You can't call it a prank."

Dragon Temple/National Structure.

"It's good after you take it. To bring strength to the point that this is the only place, grasp the pattern in good time and make them notice. If you know it's empty, the opponent stops, and if what you stop is the best place to put in the force, the opponent is even hard to override with the force"

Everything is a solution begun by the calculation of the moment.

"Fast, at the latest, that throw didn't come true. And if you hit the throw, the opponent who wins by force, just pushed in and off the spot. Defeat. You can't take that risk with Syraf. With even 10% of the eyes of success, we can get it out, because we're super focused, and that settlement is made."

Listen to the analysis of the national outline, the two of you are relieved. That I never thought that so much wisdom would be concentrated in the fruit that I applied to the flavor.

And the talent of a man named Alfred, who manipulated them in an instant and made room for them all the way up to the stuffing, was horrible.

Alexis leaving. Black steel warriors who hang their heads over it, poke their knees and add flowers to the Lord's return. Alexis and Alfred turn to you on the way.

"Thank you, Cress. Thanks to everyone's support, we could win. Good luck."

"You don't give a shit about backup. Only for revelations."

"" What a waste of words!

In this entanglement, many here understand.

Again, that the Ostberg Heavy Infantry Regiment and the mysterious man who leads it are under the umbrella of Alexis, Alfred. Because the son of a hate enemy is taking them in, he is not one after all.

"If you had a chance to win even for a moment... that's the national guard, I didn't know you wouldn't even take that mighty man for a thing"

'You bet, Rosetta. He is the man who defeated Aswan Nasser.'

'You were. I forget his face when I look at his waist. "

"I know."

Alexis Ray Albion, Best Quaternary.

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"I'll escort you to Yelena's. I know how much the price is."

"... there won't be time for me."

"You're my friend."

"Woohoo, your words tear my heart out. To me, friends refer to those who stand side by side. High or low, the same, shared sound,"

Alfred leans quietly over Orpheus' words.

"Are we friends?

"No, if that's the logic, I don't have any friends"

The sound of the king. Even the slightly shaken 'sound' was a faint salvation for Orpheus.

It was possible. Zero is my weakness.

"I wanted to be your friend, no, your friend."

Zhu's mixed tears flow down from his invisible eyes.

Blind Spearman's Wish, Unfulfilled.

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"Kike, that Young Bowie, you were definitely in the brave army"

"Yeah. Those guys are gonna step over there fine, so hey. Miscellaneous fish are weak beyond their limits because they are undernourished, but I think I've referenced how to go beyond them. It's a waste, you're so talented."

The Zeno and Kike brothers sit in Estado's VIP seats.

"If it were Nedeluxe, it would have matched his aptitude,"

"I also gave you some advice for once. Then he said he wouldn't make it. That's how Al descends into Warrior's realm, I guess -"

"Oh, this would be the last time. Is that what you mean? It's an endless story."

I asked for a shortcut to catch up with a premature genius. I fully understood the intention that I had to do so. The more I knew him, the less in line it would have been to catch up with him today. Especially for those who are not blessed with a body like his.

"You can't do it someday. You wanted to win now."

He didn't even donate that. I guess he's still a genius.

Short-term showdown, if you can break his castle, it can only be opposite poles.

That wasn't him. The results were manifesting that cruel truth.

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Orphe was visiting under Yelena for treatment. I wasn't going to see him if I won, but my lost and broken heart made my legs go this way because of my weakness. The footsteps are heavy, the whole body hurts. Joints, moving parts of the whole body are inflamed. I guess my bones are broken when I see that I haven't received any sensation at my fingertips.

"Orpheus?"

"We're out of time, Mr. Yelena. Today, I came as a patient."

"I'll be ready in a minute, so wait."

"Yeah, I'll keep you waiting"

I've walked this far with the spear as a cane, but my body collapsed wondering if I had reached my limit. I can't help you anywhere.

The pain runs all over my body and my body is so hot that it burns.

"Orpheus!?

"Hey, nurse! Get a stretcher ready!

Consciousness is distant. Fever takes away thoughts, too.

I regret rejecting Alfred's suggestion that he should now accompany me. But take that hand, I think that's what the fight was for. I'm going to take his load, and I'm going to throw it away, but if I'm going to load him, I'm going to fall.

(You're weak, I'm...)

At least get out of the way.