Chapter 217
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Marakia grabbed the reins of the baron and urgently developed a spell defense technique to protect the whole body.
Unlike the days of Kenneth, these thunderbolts were intensively targeting Maracia and Baron.
“U. Can’t you fly faster? It is like the shame of a race with wings! ”
Maracia was endlessly grunting and steadfast in his spell defense, effectively breaking all the thunderbolts.
The trick of waiting for a time when a defensive technique is approaching its limit and then mechanically performing the next technique is easy to say but extremely difficult to move to action.
Marikaa, though now a bird, was no doubt carrying out his work as one king of mortality.
That’s because, unlike Kenneth, who was hit by a lightning bolt, he became an electric chicken.
“Get out of this airspace as soon as possible! The monsters can’t help us any more until the end of the clouds! ”
The baron recognized the word and made a strong flight to the edge of the cloud with all his might.
Fortunately, as the distance dropped, the frequency of flying lightning fell and there was more room.
[Hey, bird. New? Huh? Can’t you hear me? Pretend not to know? I don’t think this stew did anything wrong with you! ]
Thanks to the correspondence, I was able to hear the chattering stew’s voice.
“Hey. human. I will see you later. ”
Strong to the weak, Marakia made a voice and sent a threatening word to the correspondent seat.
It was time for Marrakech to discharge its communications power and turn it off. Stew’s urgent voice echoed after the rest of the sound.
[He came out! ]
[Um … I’m coming out exactly. I’m just breaking rocks. I can feel the vibration up to here! ]
“For now, tell the human to come out! What’s happened now! ”
Marakia was so disgraced that he urged the baron to leave the battlefield.
Soon the tip of the thundercloud was captured by Marrakech’s eyes.
Suddenly thought that suddenly, the baron’s body was greatly shaken.
As usual, it was Marakia, who would have poured out the same pitches to Baron, but now it was different.
He felt it too. The cause that caused the baron to shake.
The air is shaking.
Something was coming up.
Dust, leaves, snow and dirt, everything.
“Birthday! Damage to the side! ”
The moment Barak screamed, the baron screamed and leaned to the side.
Marakia felt her body’s blood being concentrated in one place, staring down at the reins.
Another uphill rise was taking place. The majestic whirlpool, which sucks everything up and crushes, emerges just beneath Marrakech and Baron.
‘You cast this magic at this distance?’
Marakia is also a wizard of the expenditure, but Ashin’s ability to lift that scroll far exceeded her expectations.
Of course, there is no time now to leisurely analyze the power of God.
“Fly away the wings!”
Marakia leaned back and encouraged the Baron.
The baron also made a strong wing because he knew that death was the only thing inside.
The baron’s wings, however, had only recently been healed, and the baron’s wings began to dull.
I began to feel intense pain in the area where the bones were forced.
“Be strong! Congratulations! ”
Marrakech also helped by flapping small wings, but Baron and Marrakech were gradually being sucked into the whirlpool.
Marakia regretted his decision.
‘Oh my god. To say something like that! ”
Of course I had confidence and own harvest.
I’ve also found that a group of attacking denominations that have been attacking from quite a long distance and that they are allowed to attack without defense.
But the power of Assin is beyond your imagination.
The whirlpool that occurred outside the assumed range was still dragging Marakia to the threshold of death.
“Go down! Birthday! Let’s hold the tree and hold it! ”
But the baron could not go down.
In order to dive, you must stop the wing, and the moment Baron stops, Baron and Maracaia will be sucked into the vortex.
“Pigiiyi !!!”
Marakia felt choking and feeling death near him.
‘Oops! Will this King of Extinence be able to die like this !!!! ‘
At that moment, something passed in front of Marrakech’s eyes.
It happened instantly.
Maracia was looking back.
The impact of shaking the axis hit the ground.
It is literally a blow to strike.
The mountains and mountains trembled with the shock, and in the distance, snow accumulated in the snowy mountains, causing an avalanche.
There was joy in Marcia’s eyes.
He knew that there was only one man in the world who could cause this miracle.
Kim Sung-chul appeared.
The whirls that swept the surroundings were erased in a single blow, and the snow, the soil, and the myriad of objects, which were pushed up, stood in the middle of the rain.
[New! I brought him! ]
Marrakech’s correspondence blasted and spewed out the innocent voice of Stew.
Stew and her flying dragons were spinning round Maracaia’s head.
As if to demonstrate that Kim Seong-chul was able to arrive at the scene in a timely manner thanks to the mobility of the dragon.
“I already know! Back. ”
Marakia talked to the correspondent in an angry voice, staring at the man who wiped the vortex with surprised eyes.
The man looked up and stared at Maracas and Baron.
Marakia nodded vigorously and fluttered his wings.
Soon after Baron settled on the ground, Kim Sungchul asked Maracia about the situation.
“What’s happening?”
His eyes are not as bright as that of Marrakech.
Maracaia delivered only the essence of the events he saw.
“You are better than that woman.”
Kim Sungchul quickly understood the situation.
“Apocalyptic denominations have called Acine. What about Carnes? ”
“I’ll check it for a while.”
Marakia said so, and cast spells to fly to the sky to search the distant tower of the hermit.
Luckily, Carnes seemed to have escaped safely during Marrakech’s surprise attack.
“The dragon. The only escape is the other man. ”
Kim Sungchul lifted the arm Garaz with a sense of relief when the acquaintance was safe.
Maracaia looked at it and asked.
“Will you go to fight?”
Kim Sungchul nodded.
“What else can I do?”
Marakia shook his head, raising his hand on Kim’s shoulder.
“You don’t have to fight. The duration of mythification is very short. The Ark is different from the direct Advent in Ixion. ”
In response to Kim Seong-cheol’s inquiries, Marrakech made a mirror image in the air, capturing the end-time denominations watched closely.
The scene of the Apocalyptic denomination’s denominations borrowing the power of Ashin appeared in the center of the white flames.
“In Ixion, countless men were brought to the earth by the riches of God, and what they were doing was simply to sacrifice themselves to the power of God. You yourself became a kind of psychic. It is a myth. ”
“When all those white flames are burned, not only God but also humans are extinguished. And that flame does not last long. ”
In other words, you do not have to fight.
It is the most economical and efficient option.
Kim Sungchul understood the words of Marakia and reaped the eight karages.
“Ho? How is it? ”
It was a rare compliment to say that fighting the enemy was also awkward as Bertelgia.
Maracaia laughed and said in an arrogant tone.
“Uncivilized humans were originally in contact with evil spirits. Evil superstitions are a characteristic of barbarians. ”
Anyway, it is true that nothing has been done.
Kim Sungchul Following Marcia’s opinion, she decided to hide in the forest and watch the mirror image provided by Marrakech to observe the situation.
He was not in a hurry anyway.
Carnes had already fled, and only the tower of the hermit was placed before the apocalyptic denomination.
However, the tower of the hermit is a building made of divine power. At least Kim Sungchul knew so, and even with his own eyes, he realized that the Tower of Hermit was created by an extraordinary force.
‘A tower made with the power of God cannot be destroyed by the power of God.’
Even Kim Sung-chul, a god of power, chose to sneak in place of his favorite destruction when entering the tower of hermit.
The tower of the hermit will be safe.
You will not fall down.
Of course, those who are inside will tremble!
Kim Sungchul I thought so relaxed and watched the mirror image.
As Maracaia said, white flames seemed to require human life.
In-young, who was in flames, seemed to be in jeopardy.
The apocalyptic denomination, however, seemed to have devised a way to increase the short duration.
A mythical group of women sitting cross-legged behind a woman, in turn, disappeared into the white flames.
‘What kind of battery is it?’
That’s a creepy scene.
The idea of using humans as a battery is creepy enough, but Kim’s more disgusting feeling was the believers who were willing to die.
‘What do you do for that?’
For the time being, it is known that the apocalypse worshiped the world’s enemy Kim Seong-chul, but at least those black robes do not show any respect for Kim Seong-chul.
They seemed to have a different, more admirable object.
The true idols behind Kim Sung Chul.
Assin, sustained by the power of the fanatic, was constantly attacking the hermit’s tower.
Two mega cyclones knocked on the tower, devastating the entire tower of the hermit.
However, as Kim Seong-chul predicted, the tower did not bounce in spite of its powerful magic.
“Cloudy. It’s like a monkey seeing coconuts for the first time. ”
Bertelgia saw the scene and commented briefly.
“That’s the time limit.”
Marakia added.
Kim Sungchul silently watched the mirror image with arms folded.
‘Is it time for us?’
Time is a strong ally.
Even if you don’t do anything, you can win the victory, and you can force the enemy.
Many of the battles during the Rebels included several siege warfare.
Of course, we are not going to compare the current situation before a siege that lasts a month or two and a few months.
It only ends in a few hours.
This is fully evidenced by the number of steadily losing corps seats.
Marakia swept nearly a third of the crowd with black lightning, which shortens the duration of the myth.
After an hour or so, the number of corps-bearers had fallen below ten.
In the meantime, the apocalyptic denomination continued a nonsensical attack on the tower of the hermit.
The black figure was now poking out from the tower of the hermit, taking out a trident with three lances appearing as his weapon.
Every time the window blade pierced the tower, the ground was rocking, but the tower of the hermit didn’t budge and not scratch it.
“I’ll have to admit one.”
Bertelgia spoke in a grim voice.
Kim Seong-cheol had the same idea, but on the other hand, he felt puzzled.
‘Schnell Merker. Was he only this man? ‘
His deputy, known by Kim Seong-cheol, was the one who established the close and tight operation.
He was particularly ill in his plans to cling to one possibility.
It was a habit to say that the plan, which depends on only one variable, is not an operation and is no different from gambling.
‘He’s a man preparing for the next number, even if the probability is 99%.’
Even if Kim Seong-chul’s subsumption was a true fact, he would have prepared a way to replace it.
It would have been part of meeting with Kim Seong-chul in a maze-like cave.
But that’s not like Schnellmerker.
Attacks are not efficient at the moment and are simply using their resources insignificantly.
It was when Kim Sung-cheol thought so.
Acine’s phenomenon took a spear with both hands and struck the tower of the hermit.
A dull sound rang out like nothing I had ever done before.
With the obvious expectation that nothing will happen.
But the next moment something unexpected happened.
A crack occurred in a portion of the tower of the hermit.
“Kasha! Ur! Jenka! ”
Acine’s image roared upon it.
It was a cheer filled with pure joy.
Kim Sungchul doubted his eyes.
‘The tower of hermit made by the power of God… It’s broken by one god. ? ”
Something that couldn’t be done should have happened.
Arm Karaz appeared.
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Marakia grabbed the reins of the baron and urgently developed a spell defense technique to protect the whole body.
Unlike the days of Kenneth, these thunderbolts were intensively targeting Maracia and Baron.
“U. Can’t you fly faster? It is like the shame of a race with wings! ”
Maracia was endlessly grunting and steadfast in his spell defense, effectively breaking all the thunderbolts.
The trick of waiting for a time when a defensive technique is approaching its limit and then mechanically performing the next technique is easy to say but extremely difficult to move to action.
Marikaa, though now a bird, was no doubt carrying out his work as one king of mortality.
That’s because, unlike Kenneth, who was hit by a lightning bolt, he became an electric chicken.
“Get out of this airspace as soon as possible! The monsters can’t help us any more until the end of the clouds! ”
The baron recognized the word and made a strong flight to the edge of the cloud with all his might.
Fortunately, as the distance dropped, the frequency of flying lightning fell and there was more room.
[Hey, bird. New? Huh? Can’t you hear me? Pretend not to know? I don’t think this stew did anything wrong with you! ]
Thanks to the correspondence, I was able to hear the chattering stew’s voice.
“Hey. human. I will see you later. ”
Strong to the weak, Marakia made a voice and sent a threatening word to the correspondent seat.
It was time for Marrakech to discharge its communications power and turn it off. Stew’s urgent voice echoed after the rest of the sound.
[He came out! ]
[Um … I’m coming out exactly. I’m just breaking rocks. I can feel the vibration up to here! ]
“For now, tell the human to come out! What’s happened now! ”
Marakia was so disgraced that he urged the baron to leave the battlefield.
Soon the tip of the thundercloud was captured by Marrakech’s eyes.
Suddenly thought that suddenly, the baron’s body was greatly shaken.
As usual, it was Marakia, who would have poured out the same pitches to Baron, but now it was different.
He felt it too. The cause that caused the baron to shake.
The air is shaking.
Something was coming up.
Dust, leaves, snow and dirt, everything.
“Birthday! Damage to the side! ”
The moment Barak screamed, the baron screamed and leaned to the side.
Marakia felt her body’s blood being concentrated in one place, staring down at the reins.
Another uphill rise was taking place. The majestic whirlpool, which sucks everything up and crushes, emerges just beneath Marrakech and Baron.
‘You cast this magic at this distance?’
Marakia is also a wizard of the expenditure, but Ashin’s ability to lift that scroll far exceeded her expectations.
Of course, there is no time now to leisurely analyze the power of God.
“Fly away the wings!”
Marakia leaned back and encouraged the Baron.
The baron also made a strong wing because he knew that death was the only thing inside.
The baron’s wings, however, had only recently been healed, and the baron’s wings began to dull.
I began to feel intense pain in the area where the bones were forced.
“Be strong! Congratulations! ”
Marrakech also helped by flapping small wings, but Baron and Marrakech were gradually being sucked into the whirlpool.
Marakia regretted his decision.
‘Oh my god. To say something like that! ”
Of course I had confidence and own harvest.
I’ve also found that a group of attacking denominations that have been attacking from quite a long distance and that they are allowed to attack without defense.
But the power of Assin is beyond your imagination.
The whirlpool that occurred outside the assumed range was still dragging Marakia to the threshold of death.
“Go down! Birthday! Let’s hold the tree and hold it! ”
But the baron could not go down.
In order to dive, you must stop the wing, and the moment Baron stops, Baron and Maracaia will be sucked into the vortex.
“Pigiiyi !!!”
Marakia felt choking and feeling death near him.
‘Oops! Will this King of Extinence be able to die like this !!!! ‘
At that moment, something passed in front of Marrakech’s eyes.
It happened instantly.
Maracia was looking back.
The impact of shaking the axis hit the ground.
It is literally a blow to strike.
The mountains and mountains trembled with the shock, and in the distance, snow accumulated in the snowy mountains, causing an avalanche.
There was joy in Marcia’s eyes.
He knew that there was only one man in the world who could cause this miracle.
Kim Sung-chul appeared.
The whirls that swept the surroundings were erased in a single blow, and the snow, the soil, and the myriad of objects, which were pushed up, stood in the middle of the rain.
[New! I brought him! ]
Marrakech’s correspondence blasted and spewed out the innocent voice of Stew.
Stew and her flying dragons were spinning round Maracaia’s head.
As if to demonstrate that Kim Seong-chul was able to arrive at the scene in a timely manner thanks to the mobility of the dragon.
“I already know! Back. ”
Marakia talked to the correspondent in an angry voice, staring at the man who wiped the vortex with surprised eyes.
The man looked up and stared at Maracas and Baron.
Marakia nodded vigorously and fluttered his wings.
Soon after Baron settled on the ground, Kim Sungchul asked Maracia about the situation.
“What’s happening?”
His eyes are not as bright as that of Marrakech.
Maracaia delivered only the essence of the events he saw.
“You are better than that woman.”
Kim Sungchul quickly understood the situation.
“Apocalyptic denominations have called Acine. What about Carnes? ”
“I’ll check it for a while.”
Marakia said so, and cast spells to fly to the sky to search the distant tower of the hermit.
Luckily, Carnes seemed to have escaped safely during Marrakech’s surprise attack.
“The dragon. The only escape is the other man. ”
Kim Sungchul lifted the arm Garaz with a sense of relief when the acquaintance was safe.
Maracaia looked at it and asked.
“Will you go to fight?”
Kim Sungchul nodded.
“What else can I do?”
Marakia shook his head, raising his hand on Kim’s shoulder.
“You don’t have to fight. The duration of mythification is very short. The Ark is different from the direct Advent in Ixion. ”
In response to Kim Seong-cheol’s inquiries, Marrakech made a mirror image in the air, capturing the end-time denominations watched closely.
The scene of the Apocalyptic denomination’s denominations borrowing the power of Ashin appeared in the center of the white flames.
“In Ixion, countless men were brought to the earth by the riches of God, and what they were doing was simply to sacrifice themselves to the power of God. You yourself became a kind of psychic. It is a myth. ”
“When all those white flames are burned, not only God but also humans are extinguished. And that flame does not last long. ”
In other words, you do not have to fight.
It is the most economical and efficient option.
Kim Sungchul understood the words of Marakia and reaped the eight karages.
“Ho? How is it? ”
It was a rare compliment to say that fighting the enemy was also awkward as Bertelgia.
Maracaia laughed and said in an arrogant tone.
“Uncivilized humans were originally in contact with evil spirits. Evil superstitions are a characteristic of barbarians. ”
Anyway, it is true that nothing has been done.
Kim Sungchul Following Marcia’s opinion, she decided to hide in the forest and watch the mirror image provided by Marrakech to observe the situation.
He was not in a hurry anyway.
Carnes had already fled, and only the tower of the hermit was placed before the apocalyptic denomination.
However, the tower of the hermit is a building made of divine power. At least Kim Sungchul knew so, and even with his own eyes, he realized that the Tower of Hermit was created by an extraordinary force.
‘A tower made with the power of God cannot be destroyed by the power of God.’
Even Kim Sung-chul, a god of power, chose to sneak in place of his favorite destruction when entering the tower of hermit.
The tower of the hermit will be safe.
You will not fall down.
Of course, those who are inside will tremble!
Kim Sungchul I thought so relaxed and watched the mirror image.
As Maracaia said, white flames seemed to require human life.
In-young, who was in flames, seemed to be in jeopardy.
The apocalyptic denomination, however, seemed to have devised a way to increase the short duration.
A mythical group of women sitting cross-legged behind a woman, in turn, disappeared into the white flames.
‘What kind of battery is it?’
That’s a creepy scene.
The idea of using humans as a battery is creepy enough, but Kim’s more disgusting feeling was the believers who were willing to die.
‘What do you do for that?’
For the time being, it is known that the apocalypse worshiped the world’s enemy Kim Seong-chul, but at least those black robes do not show any respect for Kim Seong-chul.
They seemed to have a different, more admirable object.
The true idols behind Kim Sung Chul.
Assin, sustained by the power of the fanatic, was constantly attacking the hermit’s tower.
Two mega cyclones knocked on the tower, devastating the entire tower of the hermit.
However, as Kim Seong-chul predicted, the tower did not bounce in spite of its powerful magic.
“Cloudy. It’s like a monkey seeing coconuts for the first time. ”
Bertelgia saw the scene and commented briefly.
“That’s the time limit.”
Marakia added.
Kim Sungchul silently watched the mirror image with arms folded.
‘Is it time for us?’
Time is a strong ally.
Even if you don’t do anything, you can win the victory, and you can force the enemy.
Many of the battles during the Rebels included several siege warfare.
Of course, we are not going to compare the current situation before a siege that lasts a month or two and a few months.
It only ends in a few hours.
This is fully evidenced by the number of steadily losing corps seats.
Marakia swept nearly a third of the crowd with black lightning, which shortens the duration of the myth.
After an hour or so, the number of corps-bearers had fallen below ten.
In the meantime, the apocalyptic denomination continued a nonsensical attack on the tower of the hermit.
The black figure was now poking out from the tower of the hermit, taking out a trident with three lances appearing as his weapon.
Every time the window blade pierced the tower, the ground was rocking, but the tower of the hermit didn’t budge and not scratch it.
“I’ll have to admit one.”
Bertelgia spoke in a grim voice.
Kim Seong-cheol had the same idea, but on the other hand, he felt puzzled.
‘Schnell Merker. Was he only this man? ‘
His deputy, known by Kim Seong-cheol, was the one who established the close and tight operation.
He was particularly ill in his plans to cling to one possibility.
It was a habit to say that the plan, which depends on only one variable, is not an operation and is no different from gambling.
‘He’s a man preparing for the next number, even if the probability is 99%.’
Even if Kim Seong-chul’s subsumption was a true fact, he would have prepared a way to replace it.
It would have been part of meeting with Kim Seong-chul in a maze-like cave.
But that’s not like Schnellmerker.
Attacks are not efficient at the moment and are simply using their resources insignificantly.
It was when Kim Sung-cheol thought so.
Acine’s phenomenon took a spear with both hands and struck the tower of the hermit.
A dull sound rang out like nothing I had ever done before.
With the obvious expectation that nothing will happen.
But the next moment something unexpected happened.
A crack occurred in a portion of the tower of the hermit.
“Kasha! Ur! Jenka! ”
Acine’s image roared upon it.
It was a cheer filled with pure joy.
Kim Sungchul doubted his eyes.
‘The tower of hermit made by the power of God… It’s broken by one god. ? ”
Something that couldn’t be done should have happened.
Arm Karaz appeared.
Marakia grabbed the reins of the baron and urgently developed a spell defense technique to protect the whole body. Unlike the days of Kenneth, these thunderbolts were intensively targeting Maracia and Baron. U. Can't you fly faster? It is like the shame of a race with wings! Maracia was endlessly grunting and steadfast in his spell defense, effectively breaking all the thunderbolts. The trick of waiting for a time when a defensive technique is approaching its limit and then mechanically performing the next technique is easy to say but extremely difficult to move to action. Marikaa, though now a bird, was no doubt carrying out his work as one king of mortality. That's because, unlike Kenneth, who was hit by a lightning bolt, he became an electric chicken. Get out of this airspace as soon as possible! The monsters can't help us any more until the end of the clouds! The baron recognized the word and made a strong flight to the edge of the cloud with all his might. Fortunately, as the distance dropped, the frequency of flying lightning fell and there was more room. Hey, bird. New? Huh? Can't you hear me? Pretend not to know? I don't think this stew did anything wrong with you! Thanks to the correspondence, I was able to hear the chattering stew's voice. Hey. human. I will see you later. Strong to the weak, Marakia made a voice and sent a threatening word to the correspondent seat. It was time for Marrakech to discharge its communications power and turn it off. Stew's urgent voice echoed after the rest of the sound. He came out! Um I'm coming out exactly. I'm just breaking rocks. I can feel the vibration up to here! For now, tell the human to come out! What's happened now! Marakia was so disgraced that he urged the baron to leave the battlefield. Soon the tip of the thundercloud was captured by Marrakech's eyes. Suddenly thought that suddenly, the baron's body was greatly shaken. As usual, it was Marakia, who would have poured out the same pitches to Baron, but now it was different. He felt it too. The cause that caused the baron to shake. The air is shaking. Something was coming up. Dust, leaves, snow and dirt, everything. Birthday! Damage to the side! The moment Barak screamed, the baron screamed and leaned to the side. Marakia felt her body's blood being concentrated in one place, staring down at the reins. Another uphill rise was taking place. The majestic whirlpool, which sucks everything up and crushes, emerges just beneath Marrakech and Baron. You cast this magic at this distance?' Marakia is also a wizard of the expenditure, but Ashin's ability to lift that scroll far exceeded her expectations. Of course, there is no time now to leisurely analyze the power of God. Fly away the wings! Marakia leaned back and encouraged the Baron. The baron also made a strong wing because he knew that death was the only thing inside. The baron's wings, however, had only recently been healed, and the baron's wings began to dull. I began to feel intense pain in the area where the bones were forced. Be strong! Congratulations! Marrakech also helped by flapping small wings, but Baron and Marrakech were gradually being sucked into the whirlpool. Marakia regretted his decision. Oh my god. To say something like that! Of course I had confidence and own harvest. I've also found that a group of attacking denominations that have been attacking from quite a long distance and that they are allowed to attack without defense. But the power of Assin is beyond your imagination. The whirlpool that occurred outside the assumed range was still dragging Marakia to the threshold of death. Go down! Birthday! Let's hold the tree and hold it! But the baron could not go down. In order to dive, you must stop the wing, and the moment Baron stops, Baron and Maracaia will be sucked into the vortex. Pigiiyi !!! Marakia felt choking and feeling death near him. Oops! Will this King of Extinence be able to die like this !!!! At that moment, something passed in front of Marrakech's eyes. It happened instantly. Maracia was looking back. The impact of shaking the axis hit the ground. It is literally a blow to strike. The mountains and mountains trembled with the shock, and in the distance, snow accumulated in the snowy mountains, causing an avalanche. There was joy in Marcia's eyes. He knew that there was only one man in the world who could cause this miracle. Kim Sung-chul appeared. The whirls that swept the surroundings were erased in a single blow, and the snow, the soil, and the myriad of objects, which were pushed up, stood in the middle of the rain. New! I brought him! Marrakech's correspondence blasted and spewed out the innocent voice of Stew. Stew and her flying dragons were spinning round Maracaia's head. As if to demonstrate that Kim Seong-chul was able to arrive at the scene in a timely manner thanks to the mobility of the dragon. I already know! Back. Marakia talked to the correspondent in an angry voice, staring at the man who wiped the vortex with surprised eyes. The man looked up and stared at Maracas and Baron. Marakia nodded vigorously and fluttered his wings. Soon after Baron settled on the ground, Kim Sungchul asked Maracia about the situation. What's happening? His eyes are not as bright as that of Marrakech. Maracaia delivered only the essence of the events he saw. You are better than that woman. Kim Sungchul quickly understood the situation. Apocalyptic denominations have called Acine. What about Carnes? I'll check it for a while. Marakia said so, and cast spells to fly to the sky to search the distant tower of the hermit. Luckily, Carnes seemed to have escaped safely during Marrakech's surprise attack. The dragon. The only escape is the other man. Kim Sungchul lifted the arm Garaz with a sense of relief when the acquaintance was safe. Maracaia looked at it and asked. Will you go to fight? Kim Sungchul nodded. What else can I do? Marakia shook his head, raising his hand on Kim's shoulder. You don't have to fight. The duration of mythification is very short. The Ark is different from the direct Advent in Ixion. In response to Kim Seong-cheol's inquiries, Marrakech made a mirror image in the air, capturing the end-time denominations watched closely. The scene of the Apocalyptic denomination's denominations borrowing the power of Ashin appeared in the center of the white flames. In Ixion, countless men were brought to the earth by the riches of God, and what they were doing was simply to sacrifice themselves to the power of God. You yourself became a kind of psychic. It is a myth. When all those white flames are burned, not only God but also humans are extinguished. And that flame does not last long. In other words, you do not have to fight. It is the most economical and efficient option. Kim Sungchul understood the words of Marakia and reaped the eight karages. Ho? How is it? It was a rare compliment to say that fighting the enemy was also awkward as Bertelgia. Maracaia laughed and said in an arrogant tone. Uncivilized humans were originally in contact with evil spirits. Evil superstitions are a characteristic of barbarians. Anyway, it is true that nothing has been done. Kim Sungchul Following Marcia's opinion, she decided to hide in the forest and watch the mirror image provided by Marrakech to observe the situation. He was not in a hurry anyway. Carnes had already fled, and only the tower of the hermit was placed before the apocalyptic denomination. However, the tower of the hermit is a building made of divine power. At least Kim Sungchul knew so, and even with his own eyes, he realized that the Tower of Hermit was created by an extraordinary force. A tower made with the power of God cannot be destroyed by the power of God.' Even Kim Sung-chul, a god of power, chose to sneak in place of his favorite destruction when entering the tower of hermit. The tower of the hermit will be safe. You will not fall down. Of course, those who are inside will tremble! Kim Sungchul I thought so relaxed and watched the mirror image. As Maracaia said, white flames seemed to require human life. In-young, who was in flames, seemed to be in jeopardy. The apocalyptic denomination, however, seemed to have devised a way to increase the short duration. A mythical group of women sitting cross-legged behind a woman, in turn, disappeared into the white flames. What kind of battery is it?' That's a creepy scene. The idea of using humans as a battery is creepy enough, but Kim's more disgusting feeling was the believers who were willing to die. What do you do for that?' For the time being, it is known that the apocalypse worshiped the world's enemy Kim Seong-chul, but at least those black robes do not show any respect for Kim Seong-chul. They seemed to have a different, more admirable object. The true idols behind Kim Sung Chul. Assin, sustained by the power of the fanatic, was constantly attacking the hermit's tower. Two mega cyclones knocked on the tower, devastating the entire tower of the hermit. However, as Kim Seong-chul predicted, the tower did not bounce in spite of its powerful magic. Cloudy. It's like a monkey seeing coconuts for the first time. Bertelgia saw the scene and commented briefly. That's the time limit. Marakia added. Kim Sungchul silently watched the mirror image with arms folded. Is it time for us?' Time is a strong ally. Even if you don't do anything, you can win the victory, and you can force the enemy. Many of the battles during the Rebels included several siege warfare. Of course, we are not going to compare the current situation before a siege that lasts a month or two and a few months. It only ends in a few hours. This is fully evidenced by the number of steadily losing corps seats. Marakia swept nearly a third of the crowd with black lightning, which shortens the duration of the myth. After an hour or so, the number of corps-bearers had fallen below ten. In the meantime, the apocalyptic denomination continued a nonsensical attack on the tower of the hermit. The black figure was now poking out from the tower of the hermit, taking out a trident with three lances appearing as his weapon. Every time the window blade pierced the tower, the ground was rocking, but the tower of the hermit didn't budge and not scratch it. I'll have to admit one. Bertelgia spoke in a grim voice. Kim Seong-cheol had the same idea, but on the other hand, he felt puzzled. Schnell Merker. Was he only this man? His deputy, known by Kim Seong-cheol, was the one who established the close and tight operation. He was particularly ill in his plans to cling to one possibility. It was a habit to say that the plan, which depends on only one variable, is not an operation and is no different from gambling. He's a man preparing for the next number, even if the probability is 99%.' Even if Kim Seong-chul's subsumption was a true fact, he would have prepared a way to replace it. It would have been part of meeting with Kim Seong-chul in a maze-like cave. But that's not like Schnellmerker. Attacks are not efficient at the moment and are simply using their resources insignificantly. It was when Kim Sung-cheol thought so. Acine's phenomenon took a spear with both hands and struck the tower of the hermit. A dull sound rang out like nothing I had ever done before. With the obvious expectation that nothing will happen. But the next moment something unexpected happened. A crack occurred in a portion of the tower of the hermit. Kasha! Ur! Jenka! Acine's image roared upon it. It was a cheer filled with pure joy. Kim Sungchul doubted his eyes. The tower of hermit made by the power of God It's broken by one god. ? Something that couldn't be done should have happened. Arm Karaz appeared.
