Chapter 387: Beauty (1)
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dry soil
On a hill of red sand, where there was no sign of life, a man sat with his legs crossed.
Slowly raise your body and pull out the sword from your waistline.
The dark blue flames burned grimly in the sword.
'Huh,' he breathed deeply.
I recalled the image of the enemy in my head.
On the hill of sand with nothing, a monster of black mucus appeared.
by leaps and bounds
A horribly distorted monster, like a child crushed clay in human shape.
Between the mouths of smiling broadly
I saw sharp teeth.
'He won't die.
A dark blue flame was wrapped around the body and lost in thought.
How to kill the monster you saw then.
I thought, thought, and explored.
"Even a drop of blood would have killed him.'
It's impossible. No matter how divine a deity is, the vessel of the body dies when it disappears.
Like the constellation of terror, the spirit of the body is also the same.
There is no existence that can survive the disappearance of the vessel itself that can hold one's identity.
That means.'
The source of his power meant that he was somewhere else, not the body. "...Whoa."
A deep sigh came out. No matter how much you predict the cause, there is no meaning that you cannot think of a solution.
'He's not going to die.
Not only does he not die, but he also has a weapon powerful enough to simply tear down the protection of the gods.
"I'll seal it.’
I shook my head at the thought that came into my head.
It is a monster that ate the whole constellation of terror.
There's no power to seal such a monster.
If possible, Seraphim is the seat of evil in exchange for his own identity.
It was a seal used for the field, but none of the constellations could use it.
You can't kill, you can't ignore, you can't even seal it.
There is virtually no way to deal with it.
'No, wait a minute.’
The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.
I slowly recalled the battle with the monster again.
"...why, did he step back?"
I was in such a state of affairs didn't work out.
I didn't think about it, but he definitely avoided a fight with himself.
The Taemu drama frowned.
I couldn't understand.
Why did the monster, who showed such horrible madness that it chewed and swallowed everything in the world, suddenly turn around?
"Throwing the constellation of terror as bait?'
Of course it is possible.
In the first place, the painting he intended was to avoid the monster who was distracted by the bait.
but
'He stepped back too easily.
As if waiting, he accepted his offer.
It's certainly strange to look back on. '...it's not a perfect immortal,' he shook his head once again.
How can it be said that it is not a perfect phoenix when it is not killed even if it is extinguished so that there is no blood left?
The emphasis should not be placed there.
Maybe.
Taemu-geuk-gi held the sword handle with a deep look.
"It could be his spirit that's not perfect.
When I first met the monster, there was definitely intelligence left.
But after regenerating from the drops of blood, what I felt from the monster was a terrible "madness."
Does it ruin your mind as you play it over and over again?’
I had a hypothesis in my head.
Then, his incomprehensible behavior was also convincing. 'He was weaker than me in every way.
I was able to affirm.
It's not difficult to kill the monster even a few times, if you're determined.
But he left first because the monster didn't die.
"...my mind."
Perhaps the only key to dealing with the monster.
The Taemu drama was lost in deep thought again with a sword handle.
I've thought of the monster again and again and again.
The monster's eyes, actions, speech, and voice.
Lee
He analyzed the monster with his sense of transcendence.
Soon the eyes of the Taemu drama shone sharply.
Clearly, the more he plays, the less he loses control of himself.
Reason and intelligence are gone.
Madness and desire are filled.
The Taemu drama quietly raised its lips from a lethargic look.
The monster was not invincible.
Even if the body is immortal, the limitations are endless.
'His weakness is his mind.'
The hand holding the sword handle was hard. The last thing I felt when I faced the monster.
a ship's
a distant look down on the moor.
The tooth has faded away.
If you've figured out his weaknesses, you'll have to do your next job.
"If the mind is a weakness."
Until his mind was completely destroyed,
Until intelligence is reduced to a lost monster,
All you have to do is kill him.
in a blaze
The dark blue flames flowing through the body shook.
A monster of black mucus revealed its sharp teeth in front of its eyes.
He swung the sword at the imaginary monster.
A dark blue sword tore the monster's body into dozens of pieces. But that's a little bit, too.
The monster's body was regenerated in the blink of an eye.
"Whew."
Hold your breath.
He swung the sword with the strength of his Danjeon.
The monster's body was bombarded with countless tests.
The monster's body split, regenerated, and repeated.
While wielding countless swords, the monster's blood spattered slightly.
Growl!
The blood burned in the back and felt a terrible pain.
I've made it into an imagination, but the wound that Tae Mu-geuk suffered was real.
Based on the sense of transcendence, the enemy was both an illusion and a substance.
At least for the Taemu drama,
When a virtual monster is allowed to attack, the brain of the Taemu drama accepts him as 'real' and hurts his body.
If you allow a monster to be fatal, Myeon, he dies.
The blood cut out the back without hesitation.
If the wound is not cut out, that blood multiplies endlessly.
Blood that had been made of countless mouths fell on the floor.
After opening the street, I looked at the monster. The monster was still moving.
"Chaengnyongmu."
Countless swords split the monster's body.
Many deaths and regenerations were repeated.
The monster's movements became simpler and simpler.
The reason disappeared, and madness remained.
I'm so talented.
The movement of the monster, whose intelligence disappeared, was actually simple.
Leaving himself to madness, he began to devour everything around him.
Flaming!
A dark blue flame burned the monster's body.
The monster, whose reason disappeared, soon began to eat itself.
It collapses. It collapses. "Whoow."
The Taemu drama gave out a deep breath.
I put the sword in my lap.
He solved the problem that he had kept his head overheated.
The monster, whose whole body was collapsing, disappeared from sight.
"...it's not easy."
He looked down at himself.
The whole body was full of wounds.
It was certainly not easy to kill the immortal monster without rest.
"We need a way to eat his mind a little easier.
The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.
It was then. "Taemu-geuk."
A blank look came as the boy's limp step.
The Taemu drama turned its head.
There was a pulsating darkness in the boy's hand like a living creature. It's a legacy of the devil.
"What's the matter?"
"The legacy of the demon is absorbing fear."
"What?"
The Taemu drama frowned.
The plan for the constellation of terror failed.
Clearly, the direction of fear was directed at Lucifer, not the demon.
"What happened?"
"...I don't know."
The boy shook his head.
The Taemu drama was tight-lipped.
If the constellation of nightmare didn't know, there was no way to know either. "There are signs of someone touching it."
"You touched it?"
"Yes, but I don't know who it is."
There was a silence.
The Taemu drama accepted the legacy of the evil spirits from the boy's hands.
The pulsating darkness was intensely absorbing the 'feeling of wealth' that spread throughout the continent.
'I don't know what happened. It is welcome that the legacy of the demon is growing.
The Taemu drama put the legacy of the demon in its arms.
'There's another card for the monster."
No matter how much the monster was, it was not difficult to deal with it when the legacy of the demon was completed.
"And the investigation has been completed on the human being that contains the spirit of the Emperor.The eyes of the Taemu drama shone.
"Who is it?"
'Kim Si-hoon.' 'What if it's Kim Si-hoon?' 'Yes, it's Gaia's authority. Like Oh Kang Woo."
...."
The Taemu drama closed its mouth tightly. His head went round at a rapid pace.
A monster disguised as Gaia's power, and a human being who inherited the spirit of the Emperor.
It could not be dismissed as a mere coincidence that the two were using the same military service. 'This is.'
The Taemu drama clenched its fist lightly.
A strong gut feeling that there's something in your head.
brushed against
The monster's weakness, the gut feeling that there is a clue that can shake the mind itself.
Tooth
'That's not bad.
The Taemu drama nodded with an expressionless face.
You said it was a blessing in disguise.
After the bitter defeat, there were clues to victory one by one.
I'll never forget even if I try to. The monster's voice brushed his head. The Taemu drama was full of life.
'Of course.
I had no intention of forgetting from the beginning.
He held the blade of revenge in his heart.
The Taemu drama passed the boy and went down the red hill.
I calmly organized the plan that came to mind.
In order to approach Kim Si-hoon, the monster needs to look away.
From here on out, it.
The drama slowly moved on and continued to think.
"...well?"
Then, there was a woman in his eyes.
A beautiful elf with a navy blue hair braided.
He is the god of the evil, and has the god of sexual desire.
Processrpin was staring into space with a blank stare.
'That's how it's been since then."
Since meeting the monster, he has been killing time absentmindedly, leaving behind his mission to infiltrate the interior of the elves.
"What's going on?"
asked in a low voice.
" ."
The processrpin stared blankly into the air at him.
He snorted and turned his head away.
"Never mind."
"I don't think that's what you have to say when you have to be careful."
The processrpin bit his lips. She avoided the eyes of the Taemu drama and stared into space again.
Memories
Memories of the terrible monster filled my mind.
Who is it?
palpitating
My heart is beating fast.
The more I think of monsters, the more I mix fear and desire that I don't know.
"Sigh."
I threw up my hot breath.
Who said that fear and love are in contact with each other?
Just as he climbed onto a rocking bridge, the fear of monsters began to turn into strange emotions over time.
"Let's have a look at the monster."
I licked my lips.
My body is burning hot.
I want to taste it.’
The god of sexual desire recalled the monster with his eyes wiggling with desire.
"...ha."
The Taemu drama gazed at her like that and smiled for nothing.
Meanwhile, I opened my mouth as if I had something in mind.
'I have a favor to ask.' 'Huh? What kind of a favor?' he frowned as if he was annoyed.
The Taemu drama continued. "...get the monster's attention, you mean?"
"Yes."
"Yeah."
The eyes of the proffin twinkled. There was no sign of annoyance when I first heard of the request.
Far from being bothered, he's breathing out of excitement as if he can't stand it because he's so excited.
"Will it be possible?"
"What are you asking, of course?"
"He's strong."
If it is for himself, he cannot deal with the monster alone. "Hoot." Proffin laughed thickly. "Who do you think I am?"
She slowly rose up and breathed out a breathtaking note.
The blue hair shoots up into the air.
The purple hair that soared like a living life turned into a dawning black tentacle.
The skin cracked and eight eyes appeared.
Licking the pus at the tip of her tentacles, she smiled a strange smile. "You think the god of evil is gonna fight it out?"
Of course.
"You have to attract the monster with your beautiful appearance."
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dry soil
On a hill of red sand, where there was no sign of life, a man sat with his legs crossed.
Slowly raise your body and pull out the sword from your waistline.
The dark blue flames burned grimly in the sword.
'Huh,' he breathed deeply.
I recalled the image of the enemy in my head.
On the hill of sand with nothing, a monster of black mucus appeared.
by leaps and bounds
A horribly distorted monster, like a child crushed clay in human shape.
Between the mouths of smiling broadly
I saw sharp teeth.
'He won't die.
A dark blue flame was wrapped around the body and lost in thought.
How to kill the monster you saw then.
I thought, thought, and explored.
"Even a drop of blood would have killed him.'
It's impossible. No matter how divine a deity is, the vessel of the body dies when it disappears.
Like the constellation of terror, the spirit of the body is also the same.
There is no existence that can survive the disappearance of the vessel itself that can hold one's identity.
That means.'
The source of his power meant that he was somewhere else, not the body. "...Whoa."
A deep sigh came out. No matter how much you predict the cause, there is no meaning that you cannot think of a solution.
'He's not going to die.
Not only does he not die, but he also has a weapon powerful enough to simply tear down the protection of the gods.
"I'll seal it.’
I shook my head at the thought that came into my head.
It is a monster that ate the whole constellation of terror.
There's no power to seal such a monster.
If possible, Seraphim is the seat of evil in exchange for his own identity.
It was a seal used for the field, but none of the constellations could use it.
You can't kill, you can't ignore, you can't even seal it.
There is virtually no way to deal with it.
'No, wait a minute.’
The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.
I slowly recalled the battle with the monster again.
"...why, did he step back?"
I was in such a state of affairs didn't work out.
I didn't think about it, but he definitely avoided a fight with himself.
The Taemu drama frowned.
I couldn't understand.
Why did the monster, who showed such horrible madness that it chewed and swallowed everything in the world, suddenly turn around?
"Throwing the constellation of terror as bait?'
Of course it is possible.
In the first place, the painting he intended was to avoid the monster who was distracted by the bait.
but
'He stepped back too easily.
As if waiting, he accepted his offer.
It's certainly strange to look back on. '...it's not a perfect immortal,' he shook his head once again.
How can it be said that it is not a perfect phoenix when it is not killed even if it is extinguished so that there is no blood left?
The emphasis should not be placed there.
Maybe.
Taemu-geuk-gi held the sword handle with a deep look.
"It could be his spirit that's not perfect.
When I first met the monster, there was definitely intelligence left.
But after regenerating from the drops of blood, what I felt from the monster was a terrible "madness."
Does it ruin your mind as you play it over and over again?’
I had a hypothesis in my head.
Then, his incomprehensible behavior was also convincing. 'He was weaker than me in every way.
I was able to affirm.
It's not difficult to kill the monster even a few times, if you're determined.
But he left first because the monster didn't die.
"...my mind."
Perhaps the only key to dealing with the monster.
The Taemu drama was lost in deep thought again with a sword handle.
I've thought of the monster again and again and again.
The monster's eyes, actions, speech, and voice.
Lee
He analyzed the monster with his sense of transcendence.
Soon the eyes of the Taemu drama shone sharply.
Clearly, the more he plays, the less he loses control of himself.
Reason and intelligence are gone.
Madness and desire are filled.
The Taemu drama quietly raised its lips from a lethargic look.
The monster was not invincible.
Even if the body is immortal, the limitations are endless.
'His weakness is his mind.'
The hand holding the sword handle was hard. The last thing I felt when I faced the monster.
a ship's
a distant look down on the moor.
The tooth has faded away.
If you've figured out his weaknesses, you'll have to do your next job.
"If the mind is a weakness."
Until his mind was completely destroyed,
Until intelligence is reduced to a lost monster,
All you have to do is kill him.
in a blaze
The dark blue flames flowing through the body shook.
A monster of black mucus revealed its sharp teeth in front of its eyes.
He swung the sword at the imaginary monster.
A dark blue sword tore the monster's body into dozens of pieces. But that's a little bit, too.
The monster's body was regenerated in the blink of an eye.
"Whew."
Hold your breath.
He swung the sword with the strength of his Danjeon.
The monster's body was bombarded with countless tests.
The monster's body split, regenerated, and repeated.
While wielding countless swords, the monster's blood spattered slightly.
Growl!
The blood burned in the back and felt a terrible pain.
I've made it into an imagination, but the wound that Tae Mu-geuk suffered was real.
Based on the sense of transcendence, the enemy was both an illusion and a substance.
At least for the Taemu drama,
When a virtual monster is allowed to attack, the brain of the Taemu drama accepts him as 'real' and hurts his body.
If you allow a monster to be fatal, Myeon, he dies.
The blood cut out the back without hesitation.
If the wound is not cut out, that blood multiplies endlessly.
Blood that had been made of countless mouths fell on the floor.
After opening the street, I looked at the monster. The monster was still moving.
"Chaengnyongmu."
Countless swords split the monster's body.
Many deaths and regenerations were repeated.
The monster's movements became simpler and simpler.
The reason disappeared, and madness remained.
I'm so talented.
The movement of the monster, whose intelligence disappeared, was actually simple.
Leaving himself to madness, he began to devour everything around him.
Flaming!
A dark blue flame burned the monster's body.
The monster, whose reason disappeared, soon began to eat itself.
It collapses. It collapses. "Whoow."
The Taemu drama gave out a deep breath.
I put the sword in my lap.
He solved the problem that he had kept his head overheated.
The monster, whose whole body was collapsing, disappeared from sight.
"...it's not easy."
He looked down at himself.
The whole body was full of wounds.
It was certainly not easy to kill the immortal monster without rest.
"We need a way to eat his mind a little easier.
The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.
It was then. "Taemu-geuk."
A blank look came as the boy's limp step.
The Taemu drama turned its head.
There was a pulsating darkness in the boy's hand like a living creature. It's a legacy of the devil.
"What's the matter?"
"The legacy of the demon is absorbing fear."
"What?"
The Taemu drama frowned.
The plan for the constellation of terror failed.
Clearly, the direction of fear was directed at Lucifer, not the demon.
"What happened?"
"...I don't know."
The boy shook his head.
The Taemu drama was tight-lipped.
If the constellation of nightmare didn't know, there was no way to know either. "There are signs of someone touching it."
"You touched it?"
"Yes, but I don't know who it is."
There was a silence.
The Taemu drama accepted the legacy of the evil spirits from the boy's hands.
The pulsating darkness was intensely absorbing the 'feeling of wealth' that spread throughout the continent.
'I don't know what happened. It is welcome that the legacy of the demon is growing.
The Taemu drama put the legacy of the demon in its arms.
'There's another card for the monster."
No matter how much the monster was, it was not difficult to deal with it when the legacy of the demon was completed.
"And the investigation has been completed on the human being that contains the spirit of the Emperor.The eyes of the Taemu drama shone.
"Who is it?"
'Kim Si-hoon.' 'What if it's Kim Si-hoon?' 'Yes, it's Gaia's authority. Like Oh Kang Woo."
...."
The Taemu drama closed its mouth tightly. His head went round at a rapid pace.
A monster disguised as Gaia's power, and a human being who inherited the spirit of the Emperor.
It could not be dismissed as a mere coincidence that the two were using the same military service. 'This is.'
The Taemu drama clenched its fist lightly.
A strong gut feeling that there's something in your head.
brushed against
The monster's weakness, the gut feeling that there is a clue that can shake the mind itself.
Tooth
'That's not bad.
The Taemu drama nodded with an expressionless face.
You said it was a blessing in disguise.
After the bitter defeat, there were clues to victory one by one.
I'll never forget even if I try to. The monster's voice brushed his head. The Taemu drama was full of life.
'Of course.
I had no intention of forgetting from the beginning.
He held the blade of revenge in his heart.
The Taemu drama passed the boy and went down the red hill.
I calmly organized the plan that came to mind.
In order to approach Kim Si-hoon, the monster needs to look away.
From here on out, it.
The drama slowly moved on and continued to think.
"...well?"
Then, there was a woman in his eyes.
A beautiful elf with a navy blue hair braided.
He is the god of the evil, and has the god of sexual desire.
Processrpin was staring into space with a blank stare.
'That's how it's been since then."
Since meeting the monster, he has been killing time absentmindedly, leaving behind his mission to infiltrate the interior of the elves.
"What's going on?"
asked in a low voice.
" ."
The processrpin stared blankly into the air at him.
He snorted and turned his head away.
"Never mind."
"I don't think that's what you have to say when you have to be careful."
The processrpin bit his lips. She avoided the eyes of the Taemu drama and stared into space again.
Memories
Memories of the terrible monster filled my mind.
Who is it?
palpitating
My heart is beating fast.
The more I think of monsters, the more I mix fear and desire that I don't know.
"Sigh."
I threw up my hot breath.
Who said that fear and love are in contact with each other?
Just as he climbed onto a rocking bridge, the fear of monsters began to turn into strange emotions over time.
"Let's have a look at the monster."
I licked my lips.
My body is burning hot.
I want to taste it.’
The god of sexual desire recalled the monster with his eyes wiggling with desire.
"...ha."
The Taemu drama gazed at her like that and smiled for nothing.
Meanwhile, I opened my mouth as if I had something in mind.
'I have a favor to ask.' 'Huh? What kind of a favor?' he frowned as if he was annoyed.
The Taemu drama continued. "...get the monster's attention, you mean?"
"Yes."
"Yeah."
The eyes of the proffin twinkled. There was no sign of annoyance when I first heard of the request.
Far from being bothered, he's breathing out of excitement as if he can't stand it because he's so excited.
"Will it be possible?"
"What are you asking, of course?"
"He's strong."
If it is for himself, he cannot deal with the monster alone. "Hoot." Proffin laughed thickly. "Who do you think I am?"
She slowly rose up and breathed out a breathtaking note.
The blue hair shoots up into the air.
The purple hair that soared like a living life turned into a dawning black tentacle.
The skin cracked and eight eyes appeared.
Licking the pus at the tip of her tentacles, she smiled a strange smile. "You think the god of evil is gonna fight it out?"
Of course.
"You have to attract the monster with your beautiful appearance."
dry soilOn a hill of red sand, where there was no sign of life, a man sat with his legs crossed.Slowly raise your body and pull out the sword from your waistline.The dark blue flames burned grimly in the sword.'Huh,' he breathed deeply.I recalled the image of the enemy in my head.On the hill of sand with nothing, a monster of black mucus appeared.by leaps and boundsA horribly distorted monster, like a child crushed clay in human shape.Between the mouths of smiling broadlyI saw sharp teeth.'He won't die.A dark blue flame was wrapped around the body and lost in thought.How to kill the monster you saw then.I thought, thought, and explored."Even a drop of blood would have killed him.'It's impossible. No matter how divine a deity is, the vessel of the body dies when it disappears.Like the constellation of terror, the spirit of the body is also the same.There is no existence that can survive the disappearance of the vessel itself that can hold one's identity.That means.'The source of his power meant that he was somewhere else, not the body. "...Whoa."A deep sigh came out. No matter how much you predict the cause, there is no meaning that you cannot think of a solution.'He's not going to die.Not only does he not die, but he also has a weapon powerful enough to simply tear down the protection of the gods."I'll seal it.'I shook my head at the thought that came into my head.It is a monster that ate the whole constellation of terror.There's no power to seal such a monster.If possible, Seraphim is the seat of evil in exchange for his own identity.It was a seal used for the field, but none of the constellations could use it.You can't kill, you can't ignore, you can't even seal it.There is virtually no way to deal with it.'No, wait a minute.'The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.I slowly recalled the battle with the monster again."...why, did he step back?"I was in such a state of affairs didn't work out.I didn't think about it, but he definitely avoided a fight with himself.The Taemu drama frowned.I couldn't understand.Why did the monster, who showed such horrible madness that it chewed and swallowed everything in the world, suddenly turn around?"Throwing the constellation of terror as bait?'Of course it is possible.In the first place, the painting he intended was to avoid the monster who was distracted by the bait.but'He stepped back too easily.As if waiting, he accepted his offer.It's certainly strange to look back on. '...it's not a perfect immortal,' he shook his head once again.How can it be said that it is not a perfect phoenix when it is not killed even if it is extinguished so that there is no blood left?The emphasis should not be placed there.Maybe.Taemu-geuk-gi held the sword handle with a deep look."It could be his spirit that's not perfect.When I first met the monster, there was definitely intelligence left.But after regenerating from the drops of blood, what I felt from the monster was a terrible "madness."Does it ruin your mind as you play it over and over again?'I had a hypothesis in my head.Then, his incomprehensible behavior was also convincing. 'He was weaker than me in every way.I was able to affirm.It's not difficult to kill the monster even a few times, if you're determined.But he left first because the monster didn't die."...my mind."Perhaps the only key to dealing with the monster.The Taemu drama was lost in deep thought again with a sword handle.I've thought of the monster again and again and again.The monster's eyes, actions, speech, and voice.LeeHe analyzed the monster with his sense of transcendence.Soon the eyes of the Taemu drama shone sharply.Clearly, the more he plays, the less he loses control of himself.Reason and intelligence are gone.Madness and desire are filled.The Taemu drama quietly raised its lips from a lethargic look.The monster was not invincible.Even if the body is immortal, the limitations are endless.'His weakness is his mind.'The hand holding the sword handle was hard. The last thing I felt when I faced the monster.a ship'sa distant look down on the moor.The tooth has faded away.If you've figured out his weaknesses, you'll have to do your next job."If the mind is a weakness."Until his mind was completely destroyed,Until intelligence is reduced to a lost monster,All you have to do is kill him.in a blazeThe dark blue flames flowing through the body shook.A monster of black mucus revealed its sharp teeth in front of its eyes.He swung the sword at the imaginary monster.A dark blue sword tore the monster's body into dozens of pieces. But that's a little bit, too.The monster's body was regenerated in the blink of an eye."Whew."Hold your breath.He swung the sword with the strength of his Danjeon.The monster's body was bombarded with countless tests.The monster's body split, regenerated, and repeated.While wielding countless swords, the monster's blood spattered slightly.Growl!The blood burned in the back and felt a terrible pain.I've made it into an imagination, but the wound that Tae Mu-geuk suffered was real.Based on the sense of transcendence, the enemy was both an illusion and a substance.At least for the Taemu drama,When a virtual monster is allowed to attack, the brain of the Taemu drama accepts him as 'real' and hurts his body.If you allow a monster to be fatal, Myeon, he dies.The blood cut out the back without hesitation.If the wound is not cut out, that blood multiplies endlessly.Blood that had been made of countless mouths fell on the floor.After opening the street, I looked at the monster. The monster was still moving."Chaengnyongmu."Countless swords split the monster's body.Many deaths and regenerations were repeated.The monster's movements became simpler and simpler.The reason disappeared, and madness remained.I'm so talented.The movement of the monster, whose intelligence disappeared, was actually simple.Leaving himself to madness, he began to devour everything around him.Flaming!A dark blue flame burned the monster's body.The monster, whose reason disappeared, soon began to eat itself.It collapses. It collapses. "Whoow."The Taemu drama gave out a deep breath.I put the sword in my lap.He solved the problem that he had kept his head overheated.The monster, whose whole body was collapsing, disappeared from sight."...it's not easy."He looked down at himself.The whole body was full of wounds.It was certainly not easy to kill the immortal monster without rest."We need a way to eat his mind a little easier.The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.It was then. "Taemu-geuk."A blank look came as the boy's limp step.The Taemu drama turned its head.There was a pulsating darkness in the boy's hand like a living creature. It's a legacy of the devil."What's the matter?""The legacy of the demon is absorbing fear.""What?"The Taemu drama frowned.The plan for the constellation of terror failed.Clearly, the direction of fear was directed at Lucifer, not the demon."What happened?""...I don't know."The boy shook his head.The Taemu drama was tight-lipped.If the constellation of nightmare didn't know, there was no way to know either. "There are signs of someone touching it.""You touched it?""Yes, but I don't know who it is."There was a silence.The Taemu drama accepted the legacy of the evil spirits from the boy's hands.The pulsating darkness was intensely absorbing the 'feeling of wealth' that spread throughout the continent.'I don't know what happened. It is welcome that the legacy of the demon is growing.The Taemu drama put the legacy of the demon in its arms.'There's another card for the monster."No matter how much the monster was, it was not difficult to deal with it when the legacy of the demon was completed."And the investigation has been completed on the human being that contains the spirit of the Emperor.The eyes of the Taemu drama shone."Who is it?"'Kim Si-hoon.' 'What if it's Kim Si-hoon?' 'Yes, it's Gaia's authority. Like Oh Kang Woo."...."The Taemu drama closed its mouth tightly. His head went round at a rapid pace.A monster disguised as Gaia's power, and a human being who inherited the spirit of the Emperor.It could not be dismissed as a mere coincidence that the two were using the same military service. 'This is.'The Taemu drama clenched its fist lightly.A strong gut feeling that there's something in your head.brushed againstThe monster's weakness, the gut feeling that there is a clue that can shake the mind itself.Tooth'That's not bad.The Taemu drama nodded with an expressionless face.You said it was a blessing in disguise.After the bitter defeat, there were clues to victory one by one.I'll never forget even if I try to. The monster's voice brushed his head. The Taemu drama was full of life.'Of course.I had no intention of forgetting from the beginning.He held the blade of revenge in his heart.The Taemu drama passed the boy and went down the red hill.I calmly organized the plan that came to mind.In order to approach Kim Si-hoon, the monster needs to look away.From here on out, it.The drama slowly moved on and continued to think."...well?"Then, there was a woman in his eyes.A beautiful elf with a navy blue hair braided.He is the god of the evil, and has the god of sexual desire.Processrpin was staring into space with a blank stare.'That's how it's been since then."Since meeting the monster, he has been killing time absentmindedly, leaving behind his mission to infiltrate the interior of the elves."What's going on?"asked in a low voice." ."The processrpin stared blankly into the air at him.He snorted and turned his head away."Never mind.""I don't think that's what you have to say when you have to be careful."The processrpin bit his lips. She avoided the eyes of the Taemu drama and stared into space again.MemoriesMemories of the terrible monster filled my mind.Who is it?palpitatingMy heart is beating fast.The more I think of monsters, the more I mix fear and desire that I don't know."Sigh."I threw up my hot breath.Who said that fear and love are in contact with each other?Just as he climbed onto a rocking bridge, the fear of monsters began to turn into strange emotions over time."Let's have a look at the monster."I licked my lips.My body is burning hot.I want to taste it.'The god of sexual desire recalled the monster with his eyes wiggling with desire."...ha."The Taemu drama gazed at her like that and smiled for nothing.Meanwhile, I opened my mouth as if I had something in mind.'I have a favor to ask.' 'Huh? What kind of a favor?' he frowned as if he was annoyed.The Taemu drama continued. "...get the monster's attention, you mean?""Yes.""Yeah."The eyes of the proffin twinkled. There was no sign of annoyance when I first heard of the request.Far from being bothered, he's breathing out of excitement as if he can't stand it because he's so excited."Will it be possible?""What are you asking, of course?""He's strong."If it is for himself, he cannot deal with the monster alone. "Hoot." Proffin laughed thickly. "Who do you think I am?"She slowly rose up and breathed out a breathtaking note.The blue hair shoots up into the air.The purple hair that soared like a living life turned into a dawning black tentacle.The skin cracked and eight eyes appeared.Licking the pus at the tip of her tentacles, she smiled a strange smile. "You think the god of evil is gonna fight it out?"Of course."You have to attract the monster with your beautiful appearance."
