Nano Mashine

The bishop was spewing his anger at someone real.

But there was no one in the shadow behind the pillar.

I was embarrassed by the eyes of everyone in the battle because I could not even feel the hidden traces even when I opened my breath.

What the hell is this? ’

‘What's wrong with the Pope? ’

It was a shock to see the bishop that much.

In fact, I remembered a conversation at the top of Oh Hyun-bong last night, frowning at the sight of the Catholic Church.

The atomizer asked Maracum about the Great Lakes Act.

‘Supreme Court Act. But why did you pull the date you were supposed to meet? ’

‘It was...... that the Pope had heard recently and began to distance himself from me. ’

Away from the Great Lakes? ’

I couldn't understand it as a fig.

But it was not a lie.

Ever since Maguire's underground report was revealed in the case of extreme butchery, the way the bishop looked at him was filled with doubts.

I even noticed a watchful eye when I left the Oval Office for another assignment.

For this reason, he decided that it would be difficult for him to act alone anymore, so he pulled the original deadline.

‘I have to tell you, but the Pope is in trouble. No, I think it's right to say change. ’

What do you mean? Are you saying there's a problem with his condition? ’

I was curious about what the graceful grand law said.

"If it's personal, it's personal. ’

Among the three legislations, it was Marahim who guarded the vicinity of the Persian Church.

Therefore, few readers read the status or psychological changes of the Catholic Church as quickly as that.

Throughout the whole story, Marahim was taking this situation very seriously.

‘The current Catholic Church that I saw with the Heavenly Mother at the time is somewhat different from its original appearance. ’

What do you mean? '

'The Pope must have been cold, but he didn't feel bad about the church.'

I don't know.

It was hard for her to agree.

The bishop's current policy or restraint on himself has intensified the fight internally.

If a large enemy appears on the outside, he must fight alongside the countryside as a bishop. Rather, he shows the urgency to defend his throne.

‘I know this is hard for you to reach. ’

Is there something special going on? ’

When I asked such a thousand-year question, Maracum replied with heavy eyes.

‘The Pope has heard recently and keeps talking to someone. ’

"Who?"

‘....... it's a heavy oil ball. ’

Cheon Yoo-jung was a minor candidate for the same sword race at Mado Co. 's time, and was the other sister of Cheon Yoo-jong, who said her right arm was cut off during the battle.

If I had lost faith in the Great Barrier Act, it wouldn't be strange to believe in the flesh.

However,

Wh-what do you mean? What do you mean, you're talking to a heavyweight? What kind of ulcer is that? ’

I asked her with a look on her face that she couldn't understand because she was furious.

I had to wonder because I didn't know anything.

Why is it called an ulcer? ’

‘..... Little Lord. The Supreme Court ruler of Swordsmanship died fifteen years ago in the war against the Safa Alliance by the King's Navy. ’

"Yes?"

The King's Banquet.

He was still the most powerful member of the Safa Federation.

Thirty years ago, he was one of the greatest masters of the Middle Jungle Moon who had never given his place to anyone.

‘Fifteen years ago, would you be referring to the battle on the plains of the temple in Autumn? ’

Fifteen years ago, the war was quite famous.

He hid as much information as he could from the Church, but eventually invaded the realm of the bridge in the Safa Federation, with the unknown whereabouts of one of the great masters of Tai Chiang, the Catholic Church.

So far, a monk who had never given his name was reborn as a new great master in this war.

Wait, so the bishop is talking to the dead? ’

‘...... I think it's a vision, not a dead person. ’

"Fantasy"?

Maracum discovered this after a de-escalation.

At that time, I was too busy treating internal injuries, but I realized that the bishop had changed from one moment to the next.

‘The Pope continued to talk, looking at the wall or in the dark where no one was. It wasn't very long at first, so I had my doubts.....’

Recently, it's been a long time since I heard that conversation.

We talked about something as if the dead Cheonan Oil were staying by our side.

Maracum, who had discovered this many times, had no choice but to gradually determine that he was a ‘forefather’ who was having trouble with the spirit of the churches.

‘Something is eating away at the Pope's spirit. ’

What the hell is that? ’

‘It's......’

I looked at something at the same time with my eyes surprised by the reason that Maracum assumed.

It was the corpse of this dead elder who was pierced to death because his heart was pale.

It was because of the three elders that the memory of the millennium was broken.

He gazed at the angry monk with embarrassing eyes and carefully opened his mouth.

“Church... the Pope. Who are you talking to? ”

“What?"

At his question, Chulalongkorn, who was spewing out his anger looking at the pillar of the war, stopped and turned his head.

The battle was silent.

The elders and all the servants were staring at the monk with serious eyes.

In their eyes, the bishop said as if he didn't know English.

“Why are you staring at the throne like that? ”

“...... The dissidents don't know who the Pope is talking to. ”

He pointed at the battle pillar with his finger as if it were absurd in the attitude of the viceroy.

“Are the three elders disparaging the throne now? Do you not see a single chunk of celestial oil in your eyes? ”

“!? ”

Not only for the wealthy, but also for everyone in the war.

The Catholic sister, Cheon Yu-jung, was killed in the last war against the Safa Alliance and cremated the body. What do you mean?

- Speechless!

[Kick-kick, this is interesting.]

“What!”

The eyes of the churchgoer clearly saw the heavenly oil leaning against the pillar.

The one-armed cheek laughs as if this situation is funny.

It further provoked the wrath of the Church.

“There will be no forgiveness if you cross the line again. Fall back now! You don't deserve a war. ”

The three elders' expressions were firmly established in the cry of the Church.

I was refusing a thousand words, but this became clear.

‘There must be something wrong with the bishop. ’

This was never something you could take lightly.

If a Christian leader of 100,000 Christians, called the Catholicism, lost his judgment, this huge ship would drift away.

- Tak!

Maracum, the Great Barrier Act, knelt on one knee and took possession of the Pope.

“My lord, there is no one here now. And the heavenly oil ball had already been killed before and ran for command. ”

“What?”

Maracum finally told the truth, hoping that the bishop would wake up.

If he accepts what is wrong and is not treated, things will get out of hand.

“Seek medical attention from the Horse Ball...”

- 52517;!

Even before the words of Maracum were finished, a sharp gesture passed by his neck.

The scar on the right neck bleeds out.

If I didn't move my head a little later, I could have my throat cut off in one fell swoop.

“Practice? Ha! Now I see. You are gathered in the Great War to plot treason by driving the throne mad. ”

“Ah......”

Moaning came out of Maracum's mouth.

The angry monk was becoming more and more difficult to discern.

It was right to say that it was getting worse.

- Chang!

The bishop draws his sword from the fancy sword at his waist.

It was a simulated Thousand Sword made of black string with a dark light.

“I will restore order to the school! ”

“Bishop...”

- Tak!

I shook my head, grabbing Marahim's shoulder without a word.

Maracum raised his head and looked at the monk, but his eyes were red as compared to before.

‘I guess I was right. ’

The blood vessels that were coming up on the churches' bright foreheads were certain of the symptoms.

‘Reverse... blood... ball.' ’

It must have been the damage of the inverted hematoma.

The more you use reverse hematoma, the more dramatic the side effect will be.

It reverses the bloodstream of the whole body and increases the aerodynamic force, but the flow of the internal air reverses and has a big impact on the brain.

‘I should have known then. ’

At the time of the recoil, an absolute master who was thought to be the head of the Ultimate Butcher Gate appeared.

It was the bishop who aimed for him with a trembling force.

A monk who had fought violently enough to change the place several times was injured and came down from a mountain peak, and I just hoped that the condition was not so good.

But it wasn't.

The bishop seemed to have reversed the hematoma at the moment of crisis.

Having not completely lost Izzie so far seemed to have survived because she had ascended to the hardship of Zigo.

“It's you. You're the one who caused this uproar in the mainland. Now I will draw the string with my bare hands. ”

- Saaaa!

The bishop breathes a fierce breath of life, aiming his sword at Lady Chun.

It was an attitude toward the enemy, not the child.

Then, his eyes cooled cold.

‘Even if you lose Izzie, it's your will to beat her to the end. ’

I haven't been bitter lately.

The only person who thought he was a parent was his wife who gave birth to him and his escort Jean.

- Good boy!

He pointed his sword at the Parish Church.

“Everybody back off. ”

“Phew!"

Burning his resolve, the elders surrounding him and escorting him spread their feet to the place where the acolytes gathered.

Their fight was not just a fight between the rich.

It was a battle to hide the true master of the martyrdom.

‘You have your reasons and everything. One... Can the Heavenly Horse of the time really handle the Pope? ’

The elders glanced at her with cold eyes.

Though half mad and half wounded, one opponent was a master of the Middle Ages and a master of the landscape.

It was an incomparable monster compared to the Elder.

- Pot!

The new statue of the Catholic Church was scattered like a vision and suddenly arrived in front of a thousand millennia.

The sword spurted from the fake thousand swords tried to slit a thousand throats in a heartbeat.

“Suck!”

- Chang!

Suddenly, she lifts up a thousand swords and stops the dagger.

The bishop laughs as he looks at the thousand women who stopped his sword.

“Do you think you can stop the sword of the throne? ”

- Parr!

As the bishop rotated the inner aircraft and lifted it to the tensile force, the two slammed swords shivered and the thousand leagues of the new brotherhood pushed out to the side.

- Together!

There was definitely a difference between the principal who was a master at the opening of the microscope and the inner airspace.

‘It is also a disadvantage. ’

‘The bishop is not just a name. ’

The eyes of the elders and all the acolytes watching this darkened.

Tactics, strategies, and preconceived battles between masters of similar competencies, but there was a difference between the two of them.

“Don't waste your time. ”

If it weren't for the Heavenly Sword of the Apostle, it would have been cut down long ago.

My eyes narrowed by the powerful force that I felt riding the sword.

‘The seats are different. ’

It was also a mild intuition.

In this gathering of all executives leading the main office, it was only by firmly imprinting their status as the heavenly horse of the time that they received recognition.

I'm doing everything I can! ’

I didn't have to hide the fabric anymore.

Thousands of years ago, I woke up the terrifying Magic Castle that was asleep in the armory.

If you just use this energy to focus on strength, but you circulate it around your body,

- Gooooooooo!

Black energy flows from the body of the millennium.

A fierce sorceress filled the battle with the energy of a fierce beast, like a Black Dragon roaring.

“Ugh…"

“Oh, my God! ”

The elders' eyes were shaken at an energy different from what they had seen at the last battle meeting.

The ominous energy emanating from the thousandfold body was so intense that their words could not help but terrify them.

- Whoo-hoo!

The blue sword surrounding the Thousand Horse Sword suddenly turned black.

Elasticity flowed from people's mouths in a form of strength I had never seen before.

“Black steel? ”

“It's the Sword of the Searcher! ”

Those who recognized it came out.

Every time the Heavenly Horse, called the Wise Spirit of Marcin, wielded his sword, black light shook.

It wasn't just some legend.

- Alien!

Thousands of thousands of people were pushed away by the overwhelming power of the monarchy.

It didn't feel like violence was escalating.

Rather, the horrendous aura of Magic Castle felt in the air seemed to be strengthening and refining the thousand blade steel.

"What is this power? ’

Even the slightly roughened bishop was surprised.

Even the superiority of air power was meaningless if it was a strange force to overcome it.

‘I can't take it lightly. ’

- Chang!

The bishop deflects the sword, bouncing off the Thousand Horse Sword and spreading the sword.

It was the herbalist of the Heavenly Sword, restored by the Dagger.

Eighteen sharp swords cleverly dug into the bloodstream of a thousand sheep's shoulders, chest, and abdomen.

‘Fast.’

The power of the thousand sword method unfolded in the hands of the Archbishop of the microscope was enormous.

I'm ready to pierce 1,000 drops of blood in a heartbeat.

- 52517;!

However, the sword unfolded in the hands of the Thousand Wolves was the higher swordsman.

The power of the Thousand Horsemen, which unfolded in the heavenly machete, far exceeded that of the conventional sword.

- Whip it up!

The twenty-four swords scattered the black light particles and blocked the churchgourd's blade.

Unlike the spectacular sword, the sword destroyed the herbal herbs of the Thousand Magic Blade with a vicious and dashing force.

- The car!

Ordinary apprentices would be embarrassed if they were pushed from the vineyard.

But the bishop was different.

“Hmph!”

- Whip it up!

The bishop improperly prevented the sabbaths, as it was hard to believe that he was crazy.

However, the power was strong enough to stop the blade, but it was pushed back by the flow of power.

- Jurr!

The bishop, who had been pushed about five feet, muttered with a flash of his redder eyes.

“The Heavenly Swordsman?”

It must have been the Thousand Swordsmen who had seen it many times with the sword before the Church.

I tried to learn it many times because it was the last clue left by the thousand words of research, but I couldn't solve the mystery, so I couldn't learn it.

"The twenty-four swords created by the sword possess this much power. ’

It was a sword made by Heavenly Horse, who was called the Most Holy.

The eyes of the Church became more serious.

Until just now, if you were so consumed by anger, you seemed to be completely immersed in battle.

‘The sword is superior to the throne. ’

If he was going to spread his vines and take advantage of the battle, he was also able to lead the battle in a higher order.

He also put a lot of effort into becoming stronger.

“Give me the sword. ”

The bishop withdraws from the pillar of the war and reaches out for the guards watching the battle.

And as their swords of swordsmanship rose, they moved as they shook.

- Get it, get it! Get it, get it!

“Oh!”

“The sword? ”

Soon, their swords were drawn from the sword and encircled the air around the church.

The seven swords surrounding the parishioner were spectacular.

“Phew!”

“Yippee-yippee! ”

Elasticity flows from the mouths of the peasants watching the battle.

It was a high-dimensional technique that only masters of the microscope could unfold.

The elders look dark.

I didn't think it would be too much because the parishioner thought he was mentally unstable and still healing internal injuries, but it seemed like he was determined to take care of the thousand.

However, while everyone was amazed, a thousand women lifted their mouths.

“You're thinking the same thing. ”

“What?”

At that moment, she shouted out in a loud voice toward the outside of the battle, where the entrance was open.

“Herbong!!! ”

One of the guards, who was blocking the guards from coming in from outside the battle, turned around and untied the house he was wearing on his back and shouted.

“It's raining! Take it!" ”

He was vain.

Hubong throws the house into the Feud with all his might.

- Boom!

As she reaches for the flying house, she reaches for her left hand.

Chang!

A resonance sounded from the slaughterhouse, and a white dragon from a white whorehouse was drawn into the thousandfold hand.

Black magic sword in his right hand, white dragon in his left hand.

- Chang!

Thousand Yeon took a unique Riding Ceremony after striking two weapons at once.

“Ha!”

The bishop shook his head.

“Do you think you're the Elder of something? You're a fool."

The parishioner creates a checkpoint and reaches for the Thousand Wolves.

At the same time, the seven blades that were floating in the air swarmed at the same speed as lightning.

“Hmph!”

- 52517;!

As the bishop shakes the boundary paper, the seven swords are scattered in all directions, and as the seven masters pass in all directions, the sword of the thousand sword method arose.

If you can't stop any of them, you'll be a hook in the glorious sword.

Little Bishop!

Everyone was concerned about the Church's overwhelming winning sword.

However, their concern was only in the air.

“Haaaaaaa!”

- 52517;!

The thousand-year-old woman coughed and moved her hands at the same time, and a black sword and a purse appeared, and in her right hand were the swordsmiths of the thousand swordsmen, and in her left hand were the supreme cultists.

“Oh, my God. ”

“Aigoo, this can't be the right or the right! ”

The elders cried out in astonishment.

Expanding in the hands of the Thousand Wolves was undoubtedly the right-hand rectangle, the culmination of the infinite circle of elders.

The eyes of the Church widened.

"Is this guy for real? '

The seven winning swords that were simultaneously attacking in all directions were shredded by the interlock of the mighty machete and the dojo.

- Cha-cha-cha!

The swords that could not overcome the weapons surrounding the black force were shattered.

- Choo-choo-choo-choo!

"Hehe!"

Every time the sword breaks, the pilgrim connects and the bishop can't hide his frustration from the pain of riding the checkpoint.