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That's who I am.

From Baek Hyun's point of view, the assassination of the Swordsman was the same. Jealousy, jealousy? Oh, yeah. In fact, it is not that I do not understand your position. The obsession with Uza is really madness. From the point of view of the Swordsman, 'peace of mind’ was what he gave to Uja, and only the Swordsman and Uja had to have it.

Such relief is possessed by a punk who doesn't even know who he is. And he knows the name of Uzza, and he talks about Uzza. As a swordsman who did all that shit just because he was obsessed with Uza, it's natural to want to kill Baek Hyun.

But that's the Sword's position.

Baek Hyun knows Uja, he knows the Sword.

I know what a fucking yogi did. Because I know Uza, it's like someone else's business. I don't want Uza to die alive because she's not dead. One day, when you're on the right track. I want to see Uzawa again on board.

Apparent flesh. The Swordsman does not ask Baek Hyun to talk. The same was true of Baek Hyun. This situation. You don't need to talk to an enemy like that. Gummuhee was the type of enemy that Baek Hyun hated. He steamed it to death, and Gummuhee also did not shed a clear light on Baek Hyun's murder.

By comparison, the Sword is convenient. The conviction that he should be killed ended in real time. They are also trying to kill Baek Hyun blindly, so Baek Hyun can also be blind.

The warning given by the nightmare maker is conscious. A sword and a sack. It is clear which side slashes and kills the flesh.

The body awakened through the chain moved according to the will of Baek Hyun. He kicks the air and pierces the space. Countless flows of stun envelop the periphery of the sharpening blade.

The flow overflows. Baek Hyun scatters the steeple in both hands. Fuhwa! The darkness covers the front like food. The stream created by Baek Hyun and the stream of slaughter collided.

It was an invisible brawl in the eyes of the general public. Different flows intertwine. They don't mix and scatter. A stunt that protruded everywhere slashed the space. At that moment, Baek Hyun became a lightning rod.

It's not a wind of trust.

- Fall out! Baek Hyun, who wielded the steering wheel on his body, pierced the center of the butterfly flow. It was the feast of the bridegroom. Terrible violence was added to it. The ripples from which Baek Hyun is diverging are more intense and derive more flow.

The Swordsman does not retreat. The broken blade is bent in the evil light without a blade. The blade, lying happily twisted, swung over the roof.

The stung strikes over Baek Hyun as he moves through the space. Baek Hyun plays a part against that creepy sharpness. Ugh! They pushed each other. Baek Hyun went further forward ignoring the bloody arm. The blade twirls and pierces Baek Hyun's body.

It was a stab like a thunderbolt. Baek Hyun stretches out his left hand. The ripples surrounding his palms further amplified his ominy. Shortly before the collision, the movement of the blade changed.

When dealing with the inspection. All you have to see is the sword. The inspection itself should be seen. Hands, arms, shoulders, feet standing on the ground, back, chest... eyes. After all, swinging the sword is a checkpoint, so you can see how the sword will move by looking at it properly.

But I am not the swordsman of Baek Hyun. It's just a sword. You can't predict the movement as a spring for the inspection. Peace of mind? The peace of mind of gummu-hee also has a sword. It is also impossible to predict movement by looking at the flow.

‘I thought you'd do simple ignorance. ’

That expectation was a misunderstanding. The attack of the Sword was not as simple as its nature.

The sword that changed the movement moves beyond the attack radius of White Hyun. Thereafter, the void is forcefully cut. I saw an overflow of relief. Baek Hyun quickly twisted his body. Blown hair scattered. He turned it back and his body was swallowed by the current.

Qualitative trust.

Reach for the blade as soon as it protrudes. It's far enough away. The blade rotates. It is not just a movement that was cut and stabbed. The tip of a one-wheeled money blade is aimed at Baek Hyun. I didn't stop there. The cruel power to bend the blade. It stretched and fluttered.

‘Sword.’

I intuited not too late. Baek Hyun discards simple countermeasures and defines the opponent as the master of the sword. Strengthen your eyes and see the movement of the flow with a wide field of view. To deal with the phenomenon immediately, not predictably. The punctured steel encroaches on the space. To offset the flow of the blade diverging.

‘Of course.’

Sword. The Sword of the Sword was odd. I've never had a sword like that. The Sword of Gummuhee was also great, but the Sword was at a higher level than that, and it was full of will.

Push the wide-edged workpiece into the sword. I tried to scatter the sword by bombarding the inflated steeple, but the blade flows beneath it and narrows the distance to Baek Hyun. I thrust the capital forward as if I had waited. But there was nothing against the blade. A knife no one held. A blade without a handle was freer than a whip's movement. Explosive right speed makes a stab. Baek Hyun turns his head so violently that his neck is broken.

Puhwa! The ripples are scattered. A thin solid line was drawn on Baek Hyun's cheek and blood splattered. The blade passes through the cheek and turns the direction. Subsequent stabbings, only one stabbing, but the attack derived therefrom was infinite.

Both hands of Baek Hyun, who swung away, struck the void briefly. Pull your feet back while stopping the attack of the Sword. Peace of mind sees the flow. Intercept, life gushes out during the flow. I didn't back off this time. Baek Hyun stepped forward and pushed himself in.

At the moment that his shoulders were about to pierce through, he deliberately chose trust. The residue made is pierced by the blade. Simple eye tricks, not as foolish as one. The blade sprayed.

Numerous concepts are slaughtered on the blade. No blood splattered, no flesh scattered. Baek Hyun lost his trust during the storm by noting that his insides were ringing. The body that was just in the flesh is scattered and touched. Baek Hyun held his hands slightly above his head. Between the palms of my hands, I see a steep ripple.

Kwaaang!

The black luck drops. The tip of the blade that tore the concept of Mane is just facing White Hyun. A black cloud that gathers forces to destroy creates a seaman line that connects the sky and the sea. The pierced sea made a foam near the line.

The blade shatters in the dark. Baek Hyun was evil and focused his mind. He controls the black horn with his right hand only, and aims the blade with his left hand wide open. The current in the rupture wrapped around his left hand.

The flow of the ripples that make up the black cloud is held in the left hand. Baek Hyun interfered with the flow with a cloth rod. That interference was not a way of pushing or pushing the flow.

Stronger.

Oops! Baek Hyun's finger twisted. The flow is too strong, making it difficult to control with a cloth rod. But it's just hard, not impossible. That is not the chaos created by the horse-drawn chaos.

[Oh my God.]

The nightmare maker, who was watching the battle with a little distance, gave a frightened voice. She didn't have any peace of mind, but I could see how great Baek Hyun's work was now. How can an immortal like me handle, or control?

[No, what's really amazing...]

Sword.

Even with that divine power, the evil light emitted by the sword has hardly diminished. Even in the darkness that is pouring like a waterfall, the sword's power has not yet been rebuilt.

I know that sword is a nuisance. But then it's a sword. It is common for old objects to become spirits or ghosts, but the power of that sword is too great.

It was also felt by Baek Hyun. My left hand trembles as I unfold my cloth wand. The finger articulation is broken and the play is repeated. The sweat on the forehead drops. I feel bad about it.

I saw something.

It was not thought to be a reality at all. No, I didn't even know it was the right thing to call it. I don't see it in my eyes. But peace of mind is looking at it.

Something was connected to the blade.... the Sword? No. There was no way such a thing could be a demon. Flawless chills. The peace of mind has expanded.

The vision is strange. Obviously, it's your eyes and your mind. It's just like someone else is watching themselves. Baek Hyun saw himself wrestling with the sword on the sea. "It was like watching a video of yourself.

There was something connected to the Sword, and it was also connected to Baek Hyun.

No. ’

It wasn't someone who told me, but I realized it myself. Celestial. Blessed Body of Zero. Suzanne Atheist said that she resembled the Pacheon Shinhwa by placing the cloth rod of Uza. Rather than being airless, nothing in itself. Chun-hyeong Bong, Yuan...

I heard it from Uzah.

"Sword" is the last thing a new craftsman named after, and it was hidden in the dark. After sacrificing the entire army, the General and Uzza reached the edge of the Black Hills and floated in the sky above the Black Altar.

To whom was the altar dedicated? How can a newcomer who was just an unmanned craftsman make such a sword? A celestial city blessed with nothing. A sword that seems to enlighten not only the peace of mind, but also the extreme power of a weapon called a sword.

"The Blessing of Nothing"? ’

Or, of course, nothing.

Lost! Black luck is broken. The left hand, which was focused on the wand of cloth, could not stand. I had no room to take care of my left arm. Baek Hyun reached out his right hand with a loud voice. One day, my vision returned to normal.

It was not known whether the new Duke had made a sword to devote it to nothing, whether it contained a completed sword, or whether Baek Hyun had done so. But aside from the murder of the Sgt.

I was forced to admit it frankly. That blacksmith was amazing. The right hand is completely split. flesh, muscles, bones. It was slashed at once. Baek Hyun twisted his body not too late. The smashing of his right arm split through his shoulders, and his right arm was torn apart.

It hurts.

It's fun.

Baek Hyun laughed loudly. If it is indeed a sword with the blessing of nothing. It is no wonder that it is difficult to understand mathematics as an absurd concept of reassurance, a wand of duty, and so on.

What does that mean, algebra? The conditions do not differ. Nothing lacks Baek Hyun at all. He was the successor to the pagan mythology that the same teacher, who was a celestial being, captured the mystery itself.

It is not a battle of who has been blessed more than nothing.

Who was more blind. Who was more faithful. A sword that was only made. Even if it's connected to a weapon called the Sword. Even if that horrible yogi has obsession and madness.

His obsession and madness are not directed towards nothing. He is also blind and faithful, but the direction he pursued is different from that of Baek Hyun. I still see a flow connected to the Sword. Baek Hyun was also connected to the flow. The amputated right arm regenerates in front of the eyes. The left hand was already intact. Everything I've been looking for in Baek Hyun's head has been dismantled and listed.

It was not Baek Hyun's choice to be born a martyr.

It was Baek Hyun's choice to be born that way. Ever since I met the teacher, until now. It was Baek Hyun, not the teacher, who forced him to do nothing. Well, it's fun, because I want to be stronger.

‘I'm still outside. ’

Then we should go in.

Get closer.

Hundreds and thousands of swords surround Baek Hyun. The resonant swords burst into preciousness, causing the flow to boil. Baek Hyun stepped in without fear. He went into the center of the flow. That was the world that Baek Hyun had to break.

The world doesn't care about anyone in particular. To be special, you must step on your own.

Time seems to have stopped. The countless proliferating swords were still resonant, and were preparing to show off their armor with the ultimate sword. The presence of Baek Hyun in the middle of it was only a singular one. I see the flow connected with them, the unique source of nothing. It was neither alive nor self-sufficient. It's just an abstract concept called "nothing."

Such concepts are also strongly linked to the unnatural Baek Hyun. Baek Hyun now exists, and he has this power because he is a celestial being and has been blessed with nothing.

‘Do you know nothing? ’

The first question I heard.

‘What do you know? ’

The last question I heard from the monastery.

‘I'm going to find out. ’

That's what I answered.

I thought I could give you a different answer now.

I felt the flow connected to myself disappear through Baek Hyun. It was because it was more forward-looking out of such flows.

“I.”

Prepared an unmatched declaration of arrogance.

“That's who I am. ”

Baek Hyun's hand turned forward.