Godless Birth

“I knew you had one thing in you for being a member of the platoon. But you did a funny trick. No, I'm wondering if it's the right thing to do. ”

There was more curiosity in his voice than tension.

“I've never seen anything like you in my life. He works with a variety of balls, even if he doesn't feel the air inside. Has there been such a thing as a perfect cover-up? ”

“You wouldn't call that a question, would you? ”

“The question is correct. Did you use a poison that explodes? Him or the hallucinations? I have no idea. The last one was processed into a fist I could hold. ”

“I'm not obligated to answer that. ”

“Yes, you don't have to answer that. But you're too inexperienced for your talents. He's been using the internal air as if he'd forgotten me. ”

“You couldn't have forgotten. ”

“Let's just live, shall we? Was it something like that? ”

I just shrugged.

“Why don't you take off that hideous mask, just the two of you? Don't you think it's standard to have a conversation face-to-face? ”

“Ha, I'm not supposed to. You must be the most delicious man I've ever seen. I'll give you that much in particular. ”

I took off my mask showing my face because I was going to kill the outline anyway.

The mask was licking its lips with its bare tongue, and I could hardly bear the laughter of exploding as soon as I saw its face. How can a human face look like a rat like that?

“Rewrite. ”

“What?"

I questioned the mask in my hand and looked at me alternately.

“Clearly, you'd better wear a mask. I don't think I can concentrate on fighting because it's funny like this. ”

The thunderous fists tremble.

“I think I talked too much about food in front of me · · · · · · ·. ”

At the same time, the cascading eyes suddenly turned red while living in the cascading body.

“Don't you dare get cocky in front of me! ”

A red dragon, which consists of living behind the back of a windstorm, appeared after being shaped with a deep life.

The giant red dragon wrapped around the whole body of the storm, and the red dragon plunged into its fist as soon as the storm hit.

I urgently deployed a shield and triple buff to prepare for the impending shock.

Kuaang!

Even though I said I was prepared, I felt a shock that shook my goal.

“Stop it? You're a funny guy. ”

As the breeze grips the short sound of two sacks and recites it, the overwhelming feeling of pressure has overwhelmed the whole body.

“Please make me more fun! ”

"Scan."

I radiated the air and waited for information to come in.

Phew!

An attack that stabs at the same time as awareness.

Blood spills from his forearms to make sure he couldn't avoid even though he dodged himself with a thousand Miribos.

The breeze looked at me like I was licking the blood on the sodo.

The moment I tried to hash the breeze.

The storm fades away.

Clamps!

The moment you duck your head, you feel a tingling sensation in your side.

I was unable to trust the information I received from the scan.

An attack has occurred almost simultaneously with awareness.

It was the fastest I had ever experienced in my life.

The storm was moving at a pace that would have been hard to detect if it hadn't been detected by the scan, and it was almost impossible to avoid or defend.

Charge the paddles!

The storm swirled lightly at my attack, slashing three times at the arm wielding the sword and then disappeared.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

The cool feeling of a moment behind your back.

I turn around and swing my sword as I grip my teeth.

But I only went through my black air.

Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!

Whenever I felt cold, my skin cracked and my skin shed.

The breeze slaughtered me like a man slaughtering cattle, and slaughtered me like I was about to drain of blood.

“Amazing. Healing wounds in the middle of all this. You deserve to be called a genius. It's been a long time. It's been crazy fun for a long time. Hahahaha.”

‘Son of a bitch. ’

The breeze saw me, watching my battles with my men.

It was moving with power to avoid my Haist and Slow, which I called magic, and blocking it in advance.

Moreover, the thrilling life of the storm was slowing me down like I was slowing down my movements.

This is the real murder of a master who wants to kill his opponent.

The storm was different from those I had dealt with.

Honestly, I thought I could win if I slowed down.

But it wasn't.

He had no room for skills.

Right now I'm in a hurry to heal my wounds.

It's a similar story. Why are they taking it so unilaterally?

Oh, my God!

Continuing to expose the loopholes was because I was about to give a skill to the breeze.

It's a mistake.

It was the first time I had fought with an unmanned and lifeless who could be really strong.

I was too proud to see the world as a fraud. It was something I had recognized someday that was different from the world I had lived in.

When I think about it, neither the Northwestern Highlands nor the North Highlands have ever given me all their strength. For them, I was a senator with no internal affairs, and I had no reason to live more than I needed to, no reason to use internal affairs or do everything I could. That would be a disgrace to them.

I was arrogant, saying that I had defeated those opponents and taken over the world's dominant ranks. To be honest, I thought it was a much easier experience circle than hunting monsters.

It was a foolish mistake.

Why did I think it would be so easy if everyone couldn't take what I wanted?

It was probably because of a skill that was easy to obtain.

A savvy breeze that has experienced countless realities.

I quickly found a way to offset my strengths.

I'm not the only one.

When a skilled person has experience, it's a scam. It's deceptive enough to be skillless.

I was ignoring it.

In the future, I would have to deal with countless strong men. You can't pick and choose the opponent you want to fight, but you'll have to fight the one with bad imagination. You can't face a crisis like this every time.

It's a day when I get the night dew and realize a lot.

First of all, put down useless misgivings and calculations. And we use all our means to engage them with power. Thunderstorms would be a good indicator of my current skills.

“Not bad. Very funny. ”

You don't have to turn your head where your voice comes from. The streets were already closing fast.

I feel like I'm going to react a little faster, giving up the idea of walking in Haight or Slow.

Caaang!

Thunderstorms are great swordsmanship.

The other sword was already swinging at my chest.

Tofu.

As you fold your lower back in half, you hear a eerie sound coming from your muscles and bones.

“Damage?”

I stabbed the sword with an open rebound from my waist, and I was able to finally slice off my fringed shoulder.

You little bitch!

A scorching windstorm sweeps across the earth.

Kuaang!

The earth splits open with a powerful tremor, and a splinter gusts out.

Boom, boom! Boom, boom!

The debris splashes into powder, striking the shield.

The outline has changed strangely.

One hand was still holding the sodo steadily, while the other hand was holding the sodo backwards.

The hand that holds the sodo backwards reaches quickly.

His mighty fist smashes through the shield with a single blow to the abdomen.

I was choked by the enormous shock.

Even though I was preparing and grinding it, my groaning leaked out.

But what to expect.

I was already developing a security clearance.

The power was weak, but the right to an ambush was the right to redemption. But I could never say that the power I wield was never weak.

It's level 99!

Baaak!

The outline head turns roughly, and the drops of sweat that had formed on the outline's forehead rise behind the outline's bent head.

After five steps, the back-stepping stroke brings an angry expression to life.

I raised my mouth to stare at that breeze.

Pranks and taunts were not just a spectacle.

I'm good, too.

I have never lost to anyone in this field before.

“Would it feel good if a rat stares at someone like that? Is it bad?”

At the end of the sentence, a thunderstorm rolls over, and I'm ready to face the thunderstorm with my swords raised.

Kuaang!

Sword to sword collision.

In the aftermath of that, the earth that was in the outline settled.

Thunderstorms block their swords and look at me with a puzzling look on their faces, asking if they still have this much internal air left. The storm was moving without rest, as if it were still blocking my magic.

“Give it a try. ”

He frowned and said, looking at the breeze staring with an icy eye.

“Chop!”

Kuaang!

Suddenly, I was able to perceive that the storm had shifted. I could also see that the outline and my distance were getting narrower.

Wouldn't it be tiring to attack unilaterally? Attacking also required tremendous stamina.

He had to fend off my Haist and Slow, so he moved with all his might every moment.

The proofs were the swollen shoulders up and down, and the faint breath.

I, on the other hand, remained at my best with Recovery, even though my internal airspace had diminished.

* * *

“I'm tired of eating delicious things for so long. ”

He pretended not to care, but he didn't.

I was pushing it unilaterally enough to say.

The liver rebels, but does not inflict much damage on itself.

It was clear that the internal air was starting to see the ground, not being able to heal the wounds as clean as when you first came into battle.

However, I was annoyed by the calm expression I was making, even though I was overwhelmed.

"How can you look so cold in the middle of all this? ’

No matter how hard I looked at it, I didn't seem to have given up.

Is he still after the opportunity?

I occasionally frowned at the pain, but otherwise I was consistent with a calm look.

It came with a strange feeling of anxiety, and it offended me that I felt anxiety.

The problem was that the unpleasant emotions were getting darker.

Phew! Phew! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fly over here.

Fly away.

I fell to the ground and rolled.

I couldn't help but look the other way when I thought it was over.

The same situation repeats itself over and over, and the storm rises in annoyance.

The breeze was a bit self-aware.

My instincts were better than anyone because I knew how to model my life.

I'm nervous? ’

“Here's the problem. ”

The dying man's mouth opens. But it seemed so normal to call it the dying man's voice.

“You and me. Which one of you is the last one alive? ”

At that moment, the outline wipes the sweat off his chin and looks at his body.

My whole body was soaking wet.

When did I start sweating like this? ’

I knew I wasn't worth it, so I did everything I could from the beginning.

But he was never the one to beat.

It was a certainty from experience, not arrogance.

But I was increasingly unsure of that.

Suddenly, he was in a lot of pain, even though he was small.

“To whom did the shadow of death fall? ”

The storm grips its teeth and raises it to life with the rest of the inner air. It was because there was a sense of camouflage he could not ignore.

What the hell for? ’

Obviously, he wouldn't be weird if he died right now. He was no longer able to heal the wounds, even if there was no internal air to heal them.

It's probably because of those eyes that are alive, even though they're all dying.

“You're bluffing. Why don't you try some of that high-tech medicine? Why no more internal medicine to treat? ”

A storm rushes toward the rainbow and scatters two blades of steel.

Kuaang! Kuaang!

The storm rages more intensely because you still have the stamina to dodge your attack.

It's almost over! ’

Claustrophobia!

The breeze pierces the Limited Rain shoulder with a sword held in reverse water. At the moment of descent, the breeze quickly dodges without recovering the soda from the shoulder, gazing at the limited rainbow punching into his face.

As soon as the streets opened, the storm struck the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A gust of wind knocks on the body of the restricted rainbow as it approaches with the sound of air blowing out.

“Die!”

A thunderstorm erupted in succession, spewing out longevity.

It was an act of blocking the way out.

Kuaang! Kuaang! Boom, boom! Boom, boom!

The cloudy dust rose to obstruct the view, but the storm focused the air on the eye and looked at the restrictive rain in the dust.

As I fell with vomiting blood, I finally smiled at the corner of my mouth.

I enjoyed this moment while catching my breath. However, it was only a matter of time before the stroke of the stroke stops with a white, dull complexion.

“Replacement · · · · · · · · · · ·. How. ”

There was a creature that stood up staggering as the dust sank.

* * *

I had the eyes and knowledge of the Hundred Elders, but I knew for sure that I had to confront my body and realize that the river I had experienced was only a tutorial.

This was the real look of the river that I had to live in.

I still have a long way to go.

“Ha, ha. ”

I stood up again, rediscovering my vision of becoming dark.

Your legs flutter and your muscles scream.

Recovery stops after first aid.

I no longer had the strength to pretend to be sick after treatment.

All that's left is work.

Once the condition was cleaned up, there would probably be no internal air left. I was more likely to die by the storm if I fought without using my skills, even though I had a problem with my retreat status.

But I didn't look as good in a contoured state as I did. There was no longer a breeze that enjoyed a meal while gazing at the delicious food with a relaxed expression. You said you had a long life, and now you're asking me to die. That was the extent of the storm.

Woojin always emphasized something to me.

I'm so special.

So hide what you can hide as best you can.

Even when your life is at stake, you have to hide it and use it as a last resort.

That's the wisdom in living the river.

And I've saved the inner workings and the skills for this moment.

I've moved toward the storm, ignoring the screams of the bridge I want to rest on.

As soon as the stroke lifted again and got into position, I appeared in front of the stroke and hugged the stroke.

“You! How could you?”

It felt ominous, and I squeezed out all the remaining strength and hugged the breeze.

I couldn't miss it because it was the end of the fall.

Blink.

Blink was useful, but it wasn't something that couldn't be stopped by a cougar as sensitive as a breeze. After experiencing my Blink a few times, Woojin managed to defend himself.

That's why I couldn't help it.

At the crucial moment, I had to use it as a last resort.

And for this moment, he commanded the dead person to erase the existence of the dead.

“Get away from me! ”

You coward.

[Yes, Lord.]

Right chest.

There are no answers from the dead.

It must be because it's an order to stab the Lord.

But I trust the dead, and the dead trust me.

“Back off!”

My shout shook the rugged pupils violently.

I felt a backward movement.

“You can't be. Are you going to make friends with me? ”

Phew!

The sensation of piercing flesh behind your back.

As the sensation of the cool blade pierced through the right chest, the breeze and I vomited blood toward each other's faces.

Soon, I closed my eyes and meditated.

“Picture · · · · · · · · · ·. I'm a doctor.”

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