Chapter 74
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Willie Gilford thought so.
But when he saw the hammer in the hands of a stranger, he remembered one face.
A man who stirs words of cursing to heroes while running in front of a hero of a strange world.
‘Enemy of the world Kim Seong-chul? No you can’t … The face is different Younger than then. They have different physiques. ‘
The important thing is not the face.
Arm Karaz, a new one in hand.
Kim Sungchul looked down Willie Gilford and opened his mouth.
“You haven’t changed from eight years ago. Rather, he regressed. ”
At that time, dozens of magical arrows poured down like rain from Marrakech floating in the sky.
Kim Sungchul hit the ground with a hammer.
The ground was shattered, and a large bed of rock sprang up.
Kim Sungchul Lifted the rock with one hand.
It was about the size of a house, but he could not find a small wave in his hand that held up the rock.
Kim Seong-chul’s magical arrows lined up on the rock, but none of them penetrated the thick rock.
Kim Sungchul, who once prevented an attack, threw a rock to the side and shook his hammer strongly.
A tremendous wind pressure swept along with the sound of an explosion.
The rock thrown by Kim Seong-chul fell while the new king of King Join was shaken.
The ground was shaken roughly.
But it was the pupil of continental girl Willie Gilford who shook more than the ground.
‘What is it? that… I know that human beings have neglected everything and poured everything into their physical abilities, but now that power… What the hell are you talking about ?! ‘
At the moment, Willie Gilford remembered a word that was once in his heart, now beyond oblivion.
‘No way, that person… Have you reached the transcendental level beyond the super man? ‘
The greatest state that mortals can reach.
Among the thirteen continents, three have reached the status of transcendence.
It would be continent. Emperor William Quinton Marlborough
The continent. Moderator Aquiroa.
Continental girl. Assassination Danju Shamal Rajput.
Kim Sungchul, a Continental girl, was a powerful warrior, but was rated as simple and clear.
His way of jumping into battle with his bare body without any special skills or skills was old-fashioned and easy to be broken.
However, the dance Kim Seong-chul showed for a short time was not the same as he had seen before.
‘No way. Is he over that wall? ‘
Red blood flowed back from the esophagus at the moment.
Willie Gilford crouched like a shrimp, vomiting a bowl of red blood.
The shadow of death was being cast on his face.
Kim Seong-cheol’s troops passed by him.
“Because selfishness has clouded your judgment, and has put you in the bosom of giving.”
Arm Karaz’s head was tapped on the ground.
“Look carefully. Willie Gilford. How the world’s enemies fight. ”
Kim Sungchul ran out with a hammer.
Willy Gilford, who had no power to move a finger, couldn’t do anything but watch his fight with Kim, just holding his head on the ground and inhaling dirt.
Soon after the battle began, Willy Gilford fell into a huge shock.
Kim Sungchul Fighted equally with Marrakech.
Rather, Kim Seong-cheol even felt the margin.
It was incredible.
The fact that a summoner and mortal man fights with a whistle with a being, which is a legend itself.
‘Kim Sung Chul. Apparently weaker than me. When and where did you get that big power? how. What the hell are you doing? ‘
Kim’s words were correct.
While he settled on the status of regent of the continent and the regent of the ancient kingdom, the enemy of the world became hard to measure.
Probably the last eight years.
Rather, he would have spent a day so fierce and desperate that death would be more blessed.
“Receive the wrath of the heavens!”
Marakia spreads magic circles all over the ceiling, summoning some of the dark clouds in it, and devastating lightning with ruthless lightning.
It was a terrible shooting that had not been seen before.
However, Kim’s response to him was extremely simple.
He randomly shook his arms and made countless debris, then smashed the debris at an invisible speed, shattering the magic circle created by Marakia and scattering the clouds.
Marakia was also Marakia, but Kim’s response was enough to keep Willie Gilford out of breath.
‘Alternatively, that’s what …
At that moment, Willy Gilford’s vision was blurred.
Death was coming.
All I heard was the noise of the fight, but it was blurry.
In the darkness and quiet, Willie Gilford died in disgrace and regret.
The last thing he heard was Marrakech’s roar.
“A man like a worm!”
Marakia murmured in his beak the dark liquor that he deserved in his black feathers, stretching his hands and two wings vigorously.
A black magi sprang forth from all over his body.
The magi, like a torrent, stretched out into the underground kingdom and raised up all the bodies where the wave passed.
The skulls of countless cave elves buried on the walls of the underground kingdom broke through the wall and walked out.
Thousands, or tens of thousands of deaths.
“My servants. Get rid of those damn bugs! ”
The soldiers of the skeleton ran to Kim Seong-chul as if it were a classification.
Kim Sungchul stood in his place and watched a tidal wave of skulls hit him.
Maracaia watched her with arms folded near the ceiling.
A wave of white bones surrounded Kim Sung-cheol and soon overwhelmed him.
The dead have the magical power to take the life of the living by simply bringing their backbone close to the living.
Even if that individual’s strength is weak, dozens and hundreds run at once to suck up their vitality?
No strong human warrior can stand.
Moreover, the skull herd with Marrakech is more than 10,000.
I do not know if there is a wing The wave of the dead to the one without wings is the head of the head that cannot be stopped.
Heavy pore resonated among a group of skeletons.
Maracaia’s pupils caught something.
Another small white thing was flying towards him beneath the white waves covering his feet.
He immediately moved his wings and stepped back.
Something sharp was nailed to the ceiling past his seat.
Maracaia looked up and stared at it.
Heavy pore popped out again under the ground.
At the same time there was a sharp sound of the wind that cools the chatter.
‘Do not you think about this guy ?!’
Maracia suddenly shocked and plunged down.
Fragments of the white bone were lodged around like shotguns.
A bunch of skeletons were shaken sequentially.
More debris flew towards Marrakech.
A fragment was lodged in the upper body of Marrakech.
The wound was not deep but exhilarating pain and blood flowed down.
Marrakech was thrilled.
Nahaq, a race chosen by the gods. Human beings hurt themselves by being called the most sacred and powerful being of the Nahaq.
But the attack was only the beginning.
The dull perforations of the white bones echoed within the herds.
‘What the hell is that guy? Why are you intact in that corps of death? ‘
He was once pouring black arrows like rain, but now he was exposed to fragments of the white bones from the opposite side.
Marrakech was at the crossroads of choice.
‘I need to unleash death and spread the shield. No, then I have one less means to attack. The forces of death are not immediate but persistent. No matter how strong that man is, death will not endure indefinitely in the army. ‘
Maracaia is a powerful wizard but also a powerful warrior.
And flying with wings was more confident than anyone.
He looked down at the ground, maintaining the army of death.
The debris of the white bone flew like a shotgun.
Marrakech followed the trail of all the debris with its wings.
With a single wing, his new type crossed the sky elegantly and agilely and lightly avoided all debris.
Kim Sungchul, buried in the skull, continued to shoot debris.
‘You’re at fault. But your attack won’t work! ‘
Marakia trusted the accuracy of his wings and eyes and fleeed the attack.
The attack continued.
Maracia flew all the debris in a brilliant flight.
But as soon as the third fragment was avoided, another attack came out with time difference.
Marrakech drifted in ridicule.
‘Do you want to be attacked?’
The debris passed over his head in vain.
At the same time Maracia was convinced.
The winner of this fight is himself.
But at that moment, something came out of my feet.
Something came out of the white bones like a comet, aiming for the plunging dive with his wings.
Marakia could not respond to such a sudden attack.
But he noticed looming about what had happened to him.
The attack he thought he had lightly avoided was actually a trap to drive himself into the head of the head.
A human hand caught the wing of Join King.
Maracaia was in a swift reversal, trying to dismount humans, but human hands were faster.
A wicked hand separated his wings from his torso.
With a terrible pain, red blood came out like a fountain.
Maracaia fell to the ground, feeling distant before her eyes.
What caught his eye at the moment was the forces of death he had raised.
Even though it was a shame, his consciousness was cut off as soon as the bodies of the cavalier elves covered his sight.
Joinin fell in the middle of a pile of skulls.
The living skeletons collapsed in unison when the king lost power.
Kim Sungchul landed on the earth made of white bone.
A drop of blood without spilling, uneven appearance of one hem of clothes.
He turned to look at a point.
Willie Gilford was not buried in the white cave of an unnamed cave elf.
It was the vain end of the company that was praised as the Grand Sword Master of the Continental Chicks and 500 years.
Kim Sungchul took a slow step toward Maracaia, which fell on a pile of bones.
“Ugh… Ohhh . ”
One of the wings fell, Maracaia was moaning, trembling with pain.
Kim Seong-cheol’s troops stepped on the nearby white bone.
For the first time, the eyes of Marrakech came to my mind of fear.
He forgot his pain and hurriedly slept, staring at him as a pupil with a purple eye.
‘You can’t do this. This is ridiculous. Is it possible that the strength gained in devoting my clan and age can not defeat even this inferior human being? ‘
Kim Sungchul kept coming.
King Join humiliated attempting to suspend the moment of fate, crawling backwards with arms and legs, not wings.
At that moment a thought came to his mind.
‘Yeah. This was the only physical attack unilateral. ‘
His body still has infinite power.
The problem was that he had a fatal wound on his body that would be a support for its magical power.
It is difficult to recover the magnetic force in this state.
You need something that can be used immediately.
Potion or other living life.
There was something noticeable before Marakia’s eyes crawling backwards.
A sorcerer who claims to have resurrected herself.
Even though she survived through her, humans were nothing more than food for Marrakech.
‘That would be nice. Besides, wizards will be great nutrients. ‘
Marakia sacrificed even his own people.
He is merciful to other peoples other than his own kind.
He had the eyes of a predator looking for food.
Mimi Azrael noticed Marakia’s intention of seeing herself, but it was too late.
A sharp beak ripped her skin in her heart.
Marakia’s milk wriggled and sucked in the hot blood of a freshly killed human.
Kim Sungchul was just watching the scene with his expressionless face.
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Willie Gilford thought so.
But when he saw the hammer in the hands of a stranger, he remembered one face.
A man who stirs words of cursing to heroes while running in front of a hero of a strange world.
‘Enemy of the world Kim Seong-chul? No you can’t … The face is different Younger than then. They have different physiques. ‘
The important thing is not the face.
Arm Karaz, a new one in hand.
Kim Sungchul looked down Willie Gilford and opened his mouth.
“You haven’t changed from eight years ago. Rather, he regressed. ”
At that time, dozens of magical arrows poured down like rain from Marrakech floating in the sky.
Kim Sungchul hit the ground with a hammer.
The ground was shattered, and a large bed of rock sprang up.
Kim Sungchul Lifted the rock with one hand.
It was about the size of a house, but he could not find a small wave in his hand that held up the rock.
Kim Seong-chul’s magical arrows lined up on the rock, but none of them penetrated the thick rock.
Kim Sungchul, who once prevented an attack, threw a rock to the side and shook his hammer strongly.
A tremendous wind pressure swept along with the sound of an explosion.
The rock thrown by Kim Seong-chul fell while the new king of King Join was shaken.
The ground was shaken roughly.
But it was the pupil of continental girl Willie Gilford who shook more than the ground.
‘What is it? that… I know that human beings have neglected everything and poured everything into their physical abilities, but now that power… What the hell are you talking about ?! ‘
At the moment, Willie Gilford remembered a word that was once in his heart, now beyond oblivion.
‘No way, that person… Have you reached the transcendental level beyond the super man? ‘
The greatest state that mortals can reach.
Among the thirteen continents, three have reached the status of transcendence.
It would be continent. Emperor William Quinton Marlborough
The continent. Moderator Aquiroa.
Continental girl. Assassination Danju Shamal Rajput.
Kim Sungchul, a Continental girl, was a powerful warrior, but was rated as simple and clear.
His way of jumping into battle with his bare body without any special skills or skills was old-fashioned and easy to be broken.
However, the dance Kim Seong-chul showed for a short time was not the same as he had seen before.
‘No way. Is he over that wall? ‘
Red blood flowed back from the esophagus at the moment.
Willie Gilford crouched like a shrimp, vomiting a bowl of red blood.
The shadow of death was being cast on his face.
Kim Seong-cheol’s troops passed by him.
“Because selfishness has clouded your judgment, and has put you in the bosom of giving.”
Arm Karaz’s head was tapped on the ground.
“Look carefully. Willie Gilford. How the world’s enemies fight. ”
Kim Sungchul ran out with a hammer.
Willy Gilford, who had no power to move a finger, couldn’t do anything but watch his fight with Kim, just holding his head on the ground and inhaling dirt.
Soon after the battle began, Willy Gilford fell into a huge shock.
Kim Sungchul Fighted equally with Marrakech.
Rather, Kim Seong-cheol even felt the margin.
It was incredible.
The fact that a summoner and mortal man fights with a whistle with a being, which is a legend itself.
‘Kim Sung Chul. Apparently weaker than me. When and where did you get that big power? how. What the hell are you doing? ‘
Kim’s words were correct.
While he settled on the status of regent of the continent and the regent of the ancient kingdom, the enemy of the world became hard to measure.
Probably the last eight years.
Rather, he would have spent a day so fierce and desperate that death would be more blessed.
“Receive the wrath of the heavens!”
Marakia spreads magic circles all over the ceiling, summoning some of the dark clouds in it, and devastating lightning with ruthless lightning.
It was a terrible shooting that had not been seen before.
However, Kim’s response to him was extremely simple.
He randomly shook his arms and made countless debris, then smashed the debris at an invisible speed, shattering the magic circle created by Marakia and scattering the clouds.
Marakia was also Marakia, but Kim’s response was enough to keep Willie Gilford out of breath.
‘Alternatively, that’s what …
At that moment, Willy Gilford’s vision was blurred.
Death was coming.
All I heard was the noise of the fight, but it was blurry.
In the darkness and quiet, Willie Gilford died in disgrace and regret.
The last thing he heard was Marrakech’s roar.
“A man like a worm!”
Marakia murmured in his beak the dark liquor that he deserved in his black feathers, stretching his hands and two wings vigorously.
A black magi sprang forth from all over his body.
The magi, like a torrent, stretched out into the underground kingdom and raised up all the bodies where the wave passed.
The skulls of countless cave elves buried on the walls of the underground kingdom broke through the wall and walked out.
Thousands, or tens of thousands of deaths.
“My servants. Get rid of those damn bugs! ”
The soldiers of the skeleton ran to Kim Seong-chul as if it were a classification.
Kim Sungchul stood in his place and watched a tidal wave of skulls hit him.
Maracaia watched her with arms folded near the ceiling.
A wave of white bones surrounded Kim Sung-cheol and soon overwhelmed him.
The dead have the magical power to take the life of the living by simply bringing their backbone close to the living.
Even if that individual’s strength is weak, dozens and hundreds run at once to suck up their vitality?
No strong human warrior can stand.
Moreover, the skull herd with Marrakech is more than 10,000.
I do not know if there is a wing The wave of the dead to the one without wings is the head of the head that cannot be stopped.
Heavy pore resonated among a group of skeletons.
Maracaia’s pupils caught something.
Another small white thing was flying towards him beneath the white waves covering his feet.
He immediately moved his wings and stepped back.
Something sharp was nailed to the ceiling past his seat.
Maracaia looked up and stared at it.
Heavy pore popped out again under the ground.
At the same time there was a sharp sound of the wind that cools the chatter.
‘Do not you think about this guy ?!’
Maracia suddenly shocked and plunged down.
Fragments of the white bone were lodged around like shotguns.
A bunch of skeletons were shaken sequentially.
More debris flew towards Marrakech.
A fragment was lodged in the upper body of Marrakech.
The wound was not deep but exhilarating pain and blood flowed down.
Marrakech was thrilled.
Nahaq, a race chosen by the gods. Human beings hurt themselves by being called the most sacred and powerful being of the Nahaq.
But the attack was only the beginning.
The dull perforations of the white bones echoed within the herds.
‘What the hell is that guy? Why are you intact in that corps of death? ‘
He was once pouring black arrows like rain, but now he was exposed to fragments of the white bones from the opposite side.
Marrakech was at the crossroads of choice.
‘I need to unleash death and spread the shield. No, then I have one less means to attack. The forces of death are not immediate but persistent. No matter how strong that man is, death will not endure indefinitely in the army. ‘
Maracaia is a powerful wizard but also a powerful warrior.
And flying with wings was more confident than anyone.
He looked down at the ground, maintaining the army of death.
The debris of the white bone flew like a shotgun.
Marrakech followed the trail of all the debris with its wings.
With a single wing, his new type crossed the sky elegantly and agilely and lightly avoided all debris.
Kim Sungchul, buried in the skull, continued to shoot debris.
‘You’re at fault. But your attack won’t work! ‘
Marakia trusted the accuracy of his wings and eyes and fleeed the attack.
The attack continued.
Maracia flew all the debris in a brilliant flight.
But as soon as the third fragment was avoided, another attack came out with time difference.
Marrakech drifted in ridicule.
‘Do you want to be attacked?’
The debris passed over his head in vain.
At the same time Maracia was convinced.
The winner of this fight is himself.
But at that moment, something came out of my feet.
Something came out of the white bones like a comet, aiming for the plunging dive with his wings.
Marakia could not respond to such a sudden attack.
But he noticed looming about what had happened to him.
The attack he thought he had lightly avoided was actually a trap to drive himself into the head of the head.
A human hand caught the wing of Join King.
Maracaia was in a swift reversal, trying to dismount humans, but human hands were faster.
A wicked hand separated his wings from his torso.
With a terrible pain, red blood came out like a fountain.
Maracaia fell to the ground, feeling distant before her eyes.
What caught his eye at the moment was the forces of death he had raised.
Even though it was a shame, his consciousness was cut off as soon as the bodies of the cavalier elves covered his sight.
Joinin fell in the middle of a pile of skulls.
The living skeletons collapsed in unison when the king lost power.
Kim Sungchul landed on the earth made of white bone.
A drop of blood without spilling, uneven appearance of one hem of clothes.
He turned to look at a point.
Willie Gilford was not buried in the white cave of an unnamed cave elf.
It was the vain end of the company that was praised as the Grand Sword Master of the Continental Chicks and 500 years.
Kim Sungchul took a slow step toward Maracaia, which fell on a pile of bones.
“Ugh… Ohhh . ”
One of the wings fell, Maracaia was moaning, trembling with pain.
Kim Seong-cheol’s troops stepped on the nearby white bone.
For the first time, the eyes of Marrakech came to my mind of fear.
He forgot his pain and hurriedly slept, staring at him as a pupil with a purple eye.
‘You can’t do this. This is ridiculous. Is it possible that the strength gained in devoting my clan and age can not defeat even this inferior human being? ‘
Kim Sungchul kept coming.
King Join humiliated attempting to suspend the moment of fate, crawling backwards with arms and legs, not wings.
At that moment a thought came to his mind.
‘Yeah. This was the only physical attack unilateral. ‘
His body still has infinite power.
The problem was that he had a fatal wound on his body that would be a support for its magical power.
It is difficult to recover the magnetic force in this state.
You need something that can be used immediately.
Potion or other living life.
There was something noticeable before Marakia’s eyes crawling backwards.
A sorcerer who claims to have resurrected herself.
Even though she survived through her, humans were nothing more than food for Marrakech.
‘That would be nice. Besides, wizards will be great nutrients. ‘
Marakia sacrificed even his own people.
He is merciful to other peoples other than his own kind.
He had the eyes of a predator looking for food.
Mimi Azrael noticed Marakia’s intention of seeing herself, but it was too late.
A sharp beak ripped her skin in her heart.
Marakia’s milk wriggled and sucked in the hot blood of a freshly killed human.
Kim Sungchul was just watching the scene with his expressionless face.
Willie Gilford thought so. But when he saw the hammer in the hands of a stranger, he remembered one face. A man who stirs words of cursing to heroes while running in front of a hero of a strange world. Enemy of the world Kim Seong-chul? No you can't The face is different Younger than then. They have different physiques. The important thing is not the face. Arm Karaz, a new one in hand. Kim Sungchul looked down Willie Gilford and opened his mouth. You haven't changed from eight years ago. Rather, he regressed. At that time, dozens of magical arrows poured down like rain from Marrakech floating in the sky. Kim Sungchul hit the ground with a hammer. The ground was shattered, and a large bed of rock sprang up. Kim Sungchul Lifted the rock with one hand. It was about the size of a house, but he could not find a small wave in his hand that held up the rock. Kim Seong-chul's magical arrows lined up on the rock, but none of them penetrated the thick rock. Kim Sungchul, who once prevented an attack, threw a rock to the side and shook his hammer strongly. A tremendous wind pressure swept along with the sound of an explosion. The rock thrown by Kim Seong-chul fell while the new king of King Join was shaken. The ground was shaken roughly. But it was the pupil of continental girl Willie Gilford who shook more than the ground. What is it? that I know that human beings have neglected everything and poured everything into their physical abilities, but now that power What the hell are you talking about ?! At the moment, Willie Gilford remembered a word that was once in his heart, now beyond oblivion. No way, that person Have you reached the transcendental level beyond the super man? The greatest state that mortals can reach. Among the thirteen continents, three have reached the status of transcendence. It would be continent. Emperor William Quinton Marlborough The continent. Moderator Aquiroa. Continental girl. Assassination Danju Shamal Rajput. Kim Sungchul, a Continental girl, was a powerful warrior, but was rated as simple and clear. His way of jumping into battle with his bare body without any special skills or skills was old-fashioned and easy to be broken. However, the dance Kim Seong-chul showed for a short time was not the same as he had seen before. No way. Is he over that wall? Red blood flowed back from the esophagus at the moment. Willie Gilford crouched like a shrimp, vomiting a bowl of red blood. The shadow of death was being cast on his face. Kim Seong-cheol's troops passed by him. Because selfishness has clouded your judgment, and has put you in the bosom of giving. Arm Karaz's head was tapped on the ground. Look carefully. Willie Gilford. How the world's enemies fight. Kim Sungchul ran out with a hammer. Willy Gilford, who had no power to move a finger, couldn't do anything but watch his fight with Kim, just holding his head on the ground and inhaling dirt. Soon after the battle began, Willy Gilford fell into a huge shock. Kim Sungchul Fighted equally with Marrakech. Rather, Kim Seong-cheol even felt the margin. It was incredible. The fact that a summoner and mortal man fights with a whistle with a being, which is a legend itself. Kim Sung Chul. Apparently weaker than me. When and where did you get that big power? how. What the hell are you doing? Kim's words were correct. While he settled on the status of regent of the continent and the regent of the ancient kingdom, the enemy of the world became hard to measure. Probably the last eight years. Rather, he would have spent a day so fierce and desperate that death would be more blessed. Receive the wrath of the heavens! Marakia spreads magic circles all over the ceiling, summoning some of the dark clouds in it, and devastating lightning with ruthless lightning. It was a terrible shooting that had not been seen before. However, Kim's response to him was extremely simple. He randomly shook his arms and made countless debris, then smashed the debris at an invisible speed, shattering the magic circle created by Marakia and scattering the clouds. Marakia was also Marakia, but Kim's response was enough to keep Willie Gilford out of breath. Alternatively, that's what At that moment, Willy Gilford's vision was blurred. Death was coming. All I heard was the noise of the fight, but it was blurry. In the darkness and quiet, Willie Gilford died in disgrace and regret. The last thing he heard was Marrakech's roar. A man like a worm! Marakia murmured in his beak the dark liquor that he deserved in his black feathers, stretching his hands and two wings vigorously. A black magi sprang forth from all over his body. The magi, like a torrent, stretched out into the underground kingdom and raised up all the bodies where the wave passed. The skulls of countless cave elves buried on the walls of the underground kingdom broke through the wall and walked out. Thousands, or tens of thousands of deaths. My servants. Get rid of those damn bugs! The soldiers of the skeleton ran to Kim Seong-chul as if it were a classification. Kim Sungchul stood in his place and watched a tidal wave of skulls hit him. Maracaia watched her with arms folded near the ceiling. A wave of white bones surrounded Kim Sung-cheol and soon overwhelmed him. The dead have the magical power to take the life of the living by simply bringing their backbone close to the living. Even if that individual's strength is weak, dozens and hundreds run at once to suck up their vitality? No strong human warrior can stand. Moreover, the skull herd with Marrakech is more than 10,000. I do not know if there is a wing The wave of the dead to the one without wings is the head of the head that cannot be stopped. Heavy pore resonated among a group of skeletons. Maracaia's pupils caught something. Another small white thing was flying towards him beneath the white waves covering his feet. He immediately moved his wings and stepped back. Something sharp was nailed to the ceiling past his seat. Maracaia looked up and stared at it. Heavy pore popped out again under the ground. At the same time there was a sharp sound of the wind that cools the chatter. Do not you think about this guy ?!' Maracia suddenly shocked and plunged down. Fragments of the white bone were lodged around like shotguns. A bunch of skeletons were shaken sequentially. More debris flew towards Marrakech. A fragment was lodged in the upper body of Marrakech. The wound was not deep but exhilarating pain and blood flowed down. Marrakech was thrilled. Nahaq, a race chosen by the gods. Human beings hurt themselves by being called the most sacred and powerful being of the Nahaq. But the attack was only the beginning. The dull perforations of the white bones echoed within the herds. What the hell is that guy? Why are you intact in that corps of death? He was once pouring black arrows like rain, but now he was exposed to fragments of the white bones from the opposite side. Marrakech was at the crossroads of choice. I need to unleash death and spread the shield. No, then I have one less means to attack. The forces of death are not immediate but persistent. No matter how strong that man is, death will not endure indefinitely in the army. Maracaia is a powerful wizard but also a powerful warrior. And flying with wings was more confident than anyone. He looked down at the ground, maintaining the army of death. The debris of the white bone flew like a shotgun. Marrakech followed the trail of all the debris with its wings. With a single wing, his new type crossed the sky elegantly and agilely and lightly avoided all debris. Kim Sungchul, buried in the skull, continued to shoot debris. You're at fault. But your attack won't work! Marakia trusted the accuracy of his wings and eyes and fleeed the attack. The attack continued. Maracia flew all the debris in a brilliant flight. But as soon as the third fragment was avoided, another attack came out with time difference. Marrakech drifted in ridicule. Do you want to be attacked?' The debris passed over his head in vain. At the same time Maracia was convinced. The winner of this fight is himself. But at that moment, something came out of my feet. Something came out of the white bones like a comet, aiming for the plunging dive with his wings. Marakia could not respond to such a sudden attack. But he noticed looming about what had happened to him. The attack he thought he had lightly avoided was actually a trap to drive himself into the head of the head. A human hand caught the wing of Join King. Maracaia was in a swift reversal, trying to dismount humans, but human hands were faster. A wicked hand separated his wings from his torso. With a terrible pain, red blood came out like a fountain. Maracaia fell to the ground, feeling distant before her eyes. What caught his eye at the moment was the forces of death he had raised. Even though it was a shame, his consciousness was cut off as soon as the bodies of the cavalier elves covered his sight. Joinin fell in the middle of a pile of skulls. The living skeletons collapsed in unison when the king lost power. Kim Sungchul landed on the earth made of white bone. A drop of blood without spilling, uneven appearance of one hem of clothes. He turned to look at a point. Willie Gilford was not buried in the white cave of an unnamed cave elf. It was the vain end of the company that was praised as the Grand Sword Master of the Continental Chicks and 500 years. Kim Sungchul took a slow step toward Maracaia, which fell on a pile of bones. Ugh Ohhh . One of the wings fell, Maracaia was moaning, trembling with pain. Kim Seong-cheol's troops stepped on the nearby white bone. For the first time, the eyes of Marrakech came to my mind of fear. He forgot his pain and hurriedly slept, staring at him as a pupil with a purple eye. You can't do this. This is ridiculous. Is it possible that the strength gained in devoting my clan and age can not defeat even this inferior human being? Kim Sungchul kept coming. King Join humiliated attempting to suspend the moment of fate, crawling backwards with arms and legs, not wings. At that moment a thought came to his mind. Yeah. This was the only physical attack unilateral. His body still has infinite power. The problem was that he had a fatal wound on his body that would be a support for its magical power. It is difficult to recover the magnetic force in this state. You need something that can be used immediately. Potion or other living life. There was something noticeable before Marakia's eyes crawling backwards. A sorcerer who claims to have resurrected herself. Even though she survived through her, humans were nothing more than food for Marrakech. That would be nice. Besides, wizards will be great nutrients. Marakia sacrificed even his own people. He is merciful to other peoples other than his own kind. He had the eyes of a predator looking for food. Mimi Azrael noticed Marakia's intention of seeing herself, but it was too late. A sharp beak ripped her skin in her heart. Marakia's milk wriggled and sucked in the hot blood of a freshly killed human. Kim Sungchul was just watching the scene with his expressionless face.
