Main Character Hides His Strength

 

The empty palace is a symbol of the empire.

 

Dropping it is no more than giving up being an emperor.

 

The corpse doubted his ear and stared at the emperor’s dragon.

 

The moment they saw the emperor’s face, they knew.

 

The peace came to the face of the impatient emperor.

 

The Emperor was really speaking.

 

He laid down the crown of the emperor he was wearing.

 

His eyes were sparking with ambitious, responsive eyes reminiscent of their heyday.

 

The chains that bound the palaces were broken one after another.

 

The empty palace, released from bondage, slowly moved to District 4.

 

Onslaught barbarians looked up at the floating islands that floated above their heads.

 

Then a series of explosions occurred under the palace.

 

The floating stone that supported the palace was smashed by magic and explosives.

 

In a series of explosions reminiscent of the fireworks display on the night of Lagranje, the night of the year of the young, the empty palace began to fall down.

 

The empty palace, symbolizing the human rights of the imperial empire, crashed into the ground and crushed countless barbarians who did not follow it.

 

“You can buy time with this.”

 

Now the man who lost the crown and the palace was looking down the wall with his casual clothes.

 

The barbarians scorned the throne.

 

But the emperor was known. Beyond that, tens of thousands of reserves are soaking in anticipation of looting and killing.

 

“Everyone, lift up the sword after me. We will fight and fight again until light shines from the east. ”

 

The emperor began to command in Qindu.

 

The hoax of the old man, depressed by the emperor’s appearance, was revived as if he had lit firewood.

 

“Put it up!”

 

“until the light shines!”

 

A fierce struggle began.

 

The empire’s remnant fleet, where arrows and magic rained down and settled in the air, spewed all remaining firepower down into the town filled with barbarians.

 

The barbarian counterattack was not easy.

 

The winged followers began to attack the common good.

 

The Imperial Fleet fought fiercely against the attack of the Shinseng, who had not heard or seen it, but began to sink one by one.

 

The fighting on the walls also began to take off.

 

Every time a savage climbed the arrow through the rain, dozens of soldiers died.

 

Despite the emperor’s command and the cavalry of the soldiers, LaGranje’s fate was gradually being sucked into darkness.

 

In the fierce battle, the emperor stared at a man fighting with his breath.

 

Familiar, but now hard to see armor.

 

Iron Blood Knight Division’s armor.

 

“Who are you?”

 

The Emperor asked, looking at the member of the Iron Blood Knights, which he had seen for a long time.

 

“There is no name. I’m just an inhabitant of District 8 who fights to protect his paradise. ”

 

In a calm tone, Kimchi said.

 

The Emperor, as he had tasted, recalled the name of the area where he directed the containment himself.

 

“If we win this fight, then.”

 

All who fought together looked at the emperor without a crown.

 

With the attention of everyone, the emperor said.

 

“We will abolish all zones and discrimination.”

 

Prejudice disappeared with the palace.

 

What is left is creating a new future to come.

 

The emperor pulled the sword and ran toward the barbarian on the wall.

 

The blow of the emperor’s whole body.

 

A barbarian fell below the wall, spouting a fountain of blood.

 

The night was deeper in the workshop of Iljin Ilchul.

 

The end of the week promised was coming.

 

There was no sign in the east yet.

 

The emperor, however, did not blame Kim Sung-cheol.

 

‘The best is done. If this is the end, I will receive it sweetly. ‘

 

Something hung in the sky.

 

The sharp eyes of the emperor did not miss the sparkle of the moment.

 

‘That’s a portal?’

 

The eyes of the emperor were not wrong.

 

In the suburbs of Lagranje, where fierce struggles are underway, a number of airships have dared to cast bold long-distance teleports.

 

The Scout had two joins.

 

“Okay. Zaras. It would be nice to have a portal to the denominations borrowed here! ”

 

Marrakech with black feathers spoke in a pleasant tone. His followers are joins with white feathers.

 

“Yes! sire! Will there be! ”

 

Two joins took blue stones with black debris from their respective warehouses and placed them in the sky. The stone stayed in the air on its own.

 

Blue stones began to be installed sequentially in a large circle.

 

When the prototype was finally completed, Maracaia spoke in a haughty voice.

 

“For a king of mortality, this is cold!”

 

As soon as the words ended, a white flash appeared on each blue stone.

 

Marakia and his men’s first opened the portal to the end of the savage, handed over to the Doomsday.

 

But it is not a simple portal.

 

A portal to large fleets.

 

Soon a whitish giant magic circle began to rise in the sky.

 

The savages under the ground later realized that something unusual was happening on their heads.

 

“Zenka! Ish! Rai! ”

 

The head of the savage ordered urgently and returned the faithful who fought the Imperial Fleet over the system.

 

However, the magic circle was faster than the return of the Shinsu.

 

Marrakech completed the portal of hope to the humanity’s last wizard.

 

A red lined player appeared vigorously over a brightly lit portal.

 

And the deck of that red collinear.

 

There was Kim Seong-cheol holding the hammer of fate.

 

He was holding the end of a huge chain that was carried across Silpid and the dozens of collinear lines connected to it.

 

“Fairy Wright.”

 

Three green elements appeared in Kim’s body to illuminate the ground.

 

A barbarian’s magic circle that can only be seen in the sky.

 

There was nothing like a huge but beautiful corner that resembled their master.

 

Divine power flowed through Kim’s body.

 

The chains that held the arms of Panchuria flashed.

 

Kim Sungchul descended to the ground as it is.

 

A few kilometers of giant chains stretched down, unwinding like strings.

 

A barbarian who noticed Kim Sung-chul’s descent from a distance shouted urgently.

 

“Brince Arnold!”

 

Savage shamans have begun urgently operating the circle.

 

The prepared offerings began to enter the magic circle one after another.

 

However, even before the ceremony began, huge chains struck the magic circle and the hordes of shamans gathered on it.

 

Kim Sung-chul fell in the middle of the magic circle.

 

The divine power flowed through Kim Seong-chul’s whole body again.

 

Kim Sungchul At the moment, I noticed a black flame fluttering before my eyes.

 

The surprise was just a moment.

 

Even before the illusion of flame disappeared, he could understand its meaning.

 

‘Is this the identity of the divine power flowing through my body?’

 

His power comes from the inner black flames.

 

He has been defending the world with force occupied to destroy it.

 

There is no good or evil in power itself.

 

The important thing is direction.

 

In a moment of enlightenment, Kim Sungchul caught the chain and began to rotate.

 

A chain of chains hit across the magic circle began to rotate slowly as he moved.

 

Sword knives reminiscent of plows were embedded throughout the huge chains.

 

Kim Sung-chul’s rotation began to get faster.

 

The chains that bound the city began to pave the ground through their heavy weights and spears that acted as plows.

 

The barbarians were forced to watch their magic circle smashed by a single man.

 

When the stormy turn ended, nothing remained.

 

The magic circle was completely destroyed.

 

The remaining ones are well ground enough to be farmed right away.

 

Kim Sungchul threw a chain of centrifugal force to be processed and threw it at his enemy.

 

The chain, whose mass itself became a devastating weapon, devoured a tribe of thousands of barbarians.

 

As the earth shakes and dirt grows, magic circles appear on Kim’s body.

 

Kim Sung-chul’s body began to glow with bright and warm light.

 

The light was different from the light of order, which was only blinding and arrogant.

 

The citizens of LaGranje were foreseen that the promised light would come from Kim’s body.

 

Kim Sungchul I felt the full power of light all over the body, spit out the intended starter.

 

Light from Kim Sung-chul began to light up the eastern sky. Strictly speaking, no one pointed out that little error, although it was east to the north.

 

Because the last group of mankind, whose bright halo lurked and marched in the darkness of dawn, finally revealed itself.

 

The drums of Jingun rang out.

 

“Attack All!”

 

“Beat the Barbarians!”

 

An angry human savior assaulted the savages at the same time, leading the apocalyptic denominations.

 

The sound of barbarian horns rang out everywhere.

 

The savages who had stayed in LaGranze sought out and tried to prepare for the ultimate armies of mankind.

 

As many signals were crossed, Kim Sungchul found a spot where the signal was concentrated with the eyes of a hawk.

 

The eyes of a warrior flashed.

 

A kiln sat by a muscular barbarian with a colorful coffin finally came into his eyes.

 

‘You’re the boss.’

 

I’ve seen this face.

 

He was there when order appeared.

 

Arm Karaz appeared.

 

It seemed to tell him a faint sounding arm-garaz.

 

Give them a just revenge for those who have dishonored themselves.

 

“We should do that.”

 

Kim Sungchul began to race to the enemy’s headquarters while holding his own.

 

Marakia and another join crossed in the sky, flying to tell Kim Sung-chul the enemy’s direction.

 

Bertelgia also supported Kim Sung-cheol, shaking his body with the beat of Jingun in his body.

 

Kim Sungchul literally crushed countless barbarians and reached the head of the enemy.

 

“Brince Arnold. ! ”

 

A familiar sword was in his hands.

 

“Duck your bitch!”

 

It was Krumbu.

 

The head of the savage looked at Kim Sung-cheol with his teeth, but that was the end.

 

In just one blow, the head of the barbarian was blooded and disappeared, and Krumbu was liberated.

 

Kim Sungchul raised the colorful coffin worn by the enemy. He shouted loudly, brightening the glow of Gloy, which is shining in his body.

 

“He hurt the enemy!”

 

“He hurt the enemy!”

 

Crumbui, who sought undesired under the barbarians, dutifully shouted the shout of victory.

 

It was the moment when the defeat of barbarians who threatened humanity for months had become a fact.

 

The last armies of mankind were heated and offensive, and the armies of the emperor, who crouched in Lagranje, also opened the gates and cooperated.

 

In the light, mankind was making great strides for victory.

 

Meanwhile, a rich man was plotting in the flagship of the forces.

 

“Unsurprisingly he did another victory.”

 

After Umbruck was taken out of his body, he faithfully carried out his orders and, at the forefront, established a revolutionary conviction through the Apocalypse, but he now had a different mind.

 

“The great enemies. I used to be a suspicious guy, but it’s too harmful to make a person. Would you let go of Rise Haimer as you ruined yourself, and would you also release the restraint that held this Fritz Schnellmerker from the German Federal Officer? ”

 

A smile of conversion came to Fritz Schnellmerker’s mouth.

 

‘This victory would be perfect if you now mobilize Assin and beat his back.’

 

Now he has a number of gods who can kill even Kim Sung-chul. If they attacked at once, it would be hard for me to survive even Kim Seong-chul.

 

And the world council without Kim Sung-chul is nothing.

 

The final victory will go to Cromgald.

 

He commanded left and right, convinced of victory.

 

“Tell all the church members. Stop the attack right now and focus the goal on the man. . ”

 

Schnellmerker’s words no longer followed.

 

A cold blade pushed in his neck just before the order was completed.

 

In amazement In the fear of death, Schnellmerker was able to see a cold-eyed woman who harmed herself in the dark.

 

‘Lee… . Is that woman a regressor under the emperor ?! ‘

 

That was his last thought.

 

Schnellmerker was blown out of his mouth and collapsed.

 

Amuga, who appeared in the dark, looked cold with his eyes on the apocalyptic denominations and wealthy soldiers.

 

“Who wants to die again?”

 

Schnellmerker’s rebellion ended with it.

 

It was not the barbarians who lost their head.

 

The remaining forces of the apocalyptic denominations and armies of traitors began to be consumed at the forefront and disappear.

 

Perfect victory both internally and externally.

 

The emperor was watching his former companion, wrapped in radiance with grateful eyes.

 

“Kim Sung-chul. You are a wonderful guy. ”

 

The emperor said so, calling upon the corpses in a majestic voice.

 

“Prepare the crown now. To give a king the crown of a human empire. ”

 

The barbarians are scattered like chaff on wide fields.

 

The unwritten disaster is over.

 

It was time to think so and put everything down.

 

A sullen and sticky voice echoed inside the emperor.

 

[Do you know why chrome galde didn’t use me? ]

 

The voice heard directly in the mind had been heard before.

 

The voice continued to speak.

 

[Because he was better than you. In every way. ]

 

The next moment, an ominous tremor rang out in the basement of Lagrange.

 

The heart of the ancient gods began to run again.

 

Only once, the form of the ringing was more vicious and bizarre than the tens of thousands of beats that have so far been echoed in the islands.