Reader's Double Track Recovery Log

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Iris looked at the strange sight before his eyes with a bloodstained face.

Heartless Cure, which Zirgal just used, is the healing magic of the Church of Life.

The blessing is given to everyone without exception, but there is only one exception. If a person who has accumulated enormous karma repeatedly violated the doctrines of various gods, heresy becomes heretical and cannot be blessed by God.

This is called the 'extreme' state.

However, it is not usually difficult to satisfy the conditions of being 'extreme'.

That's why you can cover your department if you make a ball.

The ball, the other god's contentment.

There are various gods in this world, and their tendencies and needs vary widely. Even among the gods, it is only possible to do something very serious and extreme to be the achievement of the Church of Life, which is one of the gentler pillars. For example, as a pleasure killer, he massacres thousands of people for no purpose or reason.

'Lesha doesn't have it at all.'

Iris bit her lips.

Legen Shauer Schnipelt was a warrior who had committed many murders even before he entered the family, but was favored by the fighting god and the old god. There is no way that the living god would turn his back on him like that.

"Lesha! Back off now!"

The golden pupil of Iris, who shouted so, was torn vertically. Zirgal stirs the air again, regardless of whether he cares.

"Heartless Cure"

The sacred light lurked in the hall. Legen Shauer, who saw it orthodoxly, suddenly vomited black blood. But he managed to get himself up and run to the exit behind Iris.

Zirgal's finger, with only bones left, aimed at his back.

Of course it was faster for Iris to recite the spell.

Split Eye Circle

Teating!

Jirgal, who makes a slight leap and avoids icicle baptism. Iris, who managed to regain his composure, narrowed his eyes.

A warrior who deceives God's eyes and designates 'extreme evil'.

Strange Elder Rich with divine magic.

What the hell are these weird creatures hiding somewhere and now they're popping out? Although Regenshawe was embarrassed by the damage to healing spells and did not care, there were many strange things.

asked Iris.

"Why are you guys here?"

"I just came to retrieve the lost item."

"Lost?”

Suddenly her gaze touched the black cane, a mouse in her hand. I thought something was wrong, but Irescaya's family seems to have set up. Perhaps behind it is the Blisspiel Clan and the anti-Schnifeld coalition.

"If you give this back, will you go back in good order?”

"No, I can't miss the chance to eliminate a big variable like four years."

"Great. I'm not going to send these islanders alive. There's pride in the family."

"Nonsense bluffing..."

Iris breathed briefly instead of answering.

It is the Four Seasons Gijimbeop (A).

Quang!

Her new model disappeared somewhere with a bang on the ground. Belleport's eyes captured the shadow of a hazy Iris, but that was all.

'Far빠··!!'

Bugak! A heavy blow. The face-to-face bell report flew into the air and crashed into the wall. Soon after, the saint's dark cane is aimed at his original master, Zirgal.

"Burning Flame Blast

Arc Lightning

Biting Wind Cutter

Jikkwagwang!!

High-ranking orders of different attributes were fired at Zirgal. Jiying! A sphere-shaped transparent shield that wraps around him sends the Iris's spell to the side.

'You're a mana in my class.’

Iris with a wrinkled expression kicked his tongue.

He is also a formidable opponent.

The dust-filled Belleport soon returned to Zirgal's side.

[Level:81/83]

[Physical strength:13][muscle:17][Personnel:17]

[Magic:44][Mental:01][Sense:15]

[Shin:08]

[Characteristics:Aryong (S++),Maan (S),Massenger Climbing (S),Axis and Polaris (S),Sulwon Star (A) and five other species]

[Technical:Compressed fusion (S), Snow field vision phoneme and pole (S), Four-Temperature eccentric (A), Snow source mana elongation (A) and four other types]

[Explanation: 56 years old, human race. Schnipelt's incumbent patriarch, the wife of a thousand-year-old Regenshawer. It is the best masterpiece of a family born to the highest degree in theory that all the traits that members of Schnipelt rarely express.]

The current Iris's [spirit] figure is only one.

This also means that it was distributed to other abilities without waste, excluding the less efficient spirit. Although technically poor, focusing on physical reinforcement alone with overflowing mana will exceed even Belleport's level of knowledge as a warrior.

Unlike Iden, who was not here, Belleport could not see other people's character sheets, but from "Gyeonmunan (A)" and "Kupbo's Eye (A)" she guessed her fearsomeness.

The reuse time of 'The Name of the Evil' (U) has not yet. Jirgal is also not yet in a state in which the honkins can be invoked. It means we have to stop this monster with our bare bodies.’

A wry smile hung round his mouth.

to be fun

It is heartbreaking to see such an enemy before heading to the main stage.

7.

a period of mystery still remaining on this continent

Beliport and his colleagues have come through countless trials as heroes of the immortal. But after decades of turmoil had ended without a hitch, they had to feel a deep sense of futility instead of joy.

For heroes who have lived on the battlefield all their lives, the times of peace were nothing but a boring world without any stimulation.

That's why I chose to go to sleep for a long time, leaving all the honors behind. After 400 years, he returned to the stage.

And now.

Belleport met with a leading figure of the present age.

Quasik!

The thin leg of the warrior was lowered to the head of Belleport. The blow she wielded, not even a professional warrior, somehow was much heavier than Bellport's sword.

Iris, who failed to attack, turns acrobatic in the air. Her fingertips moved like lightning, aiming for Belleport's shoulder.

Surak!

The left arm is cut off like a paper. But Belleport was not embarrassed. Focusing on the foam melts, he slaps Iris' chest and blows it away, then grabs his dangling left arm.

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Before long, Zhirgal casts a divine spell on him. The neatly cut left arm was neatly attached.

"They're nothing, but they have an uncanny ability. What a bother, ···."

Iris spat with blood.

The battle is deadlocked.

Both sides are too much to rush to win, but in a sense, Iris is losing ground.

The evil-personnel name, the ability, they're going to take time until they can rewrite it. You have to make a winning move before that.'

Iris lowered his posture and made a dash again.

Giving ease to the two people in front of you is a huge handshake in itself. If Zhirgal memorizes the offensive spell instead of healing, she will not be able to withstand the joint attack and will soon be on the defensive, leading to an endless vicious circle.

The best defense was an attack- a situation in which such expressions were perfectly appropriate.

That's why Iris was constantly pushing the two men.

Move as fast as the wind.

with a heavy dash like a streetcar

with a sharp stab like a dagger

Stiff as an iron wall.

Suddenly the two shadows crossed. Puffing! Iris, who dodged Bellport's luster by a sheet of paper, swung his tiny fists and beat him violently.

But the results are not very small.

From Belleport's belly, from the shoulders, from the arms, from the chest, purple bruises appear and dead blood bursts.

I don't know why, but I can't get a healing order. Hana Belleport's eyes were unflinching. That's why I believe in my partner for the longest time more than anyone else.

Logic Field

Suddenly, sacred energy spread like paint and covered the intestines. And gradually spread throughout the island. It is a wide range of ritual orders that even the Logic Field, the Holy See's papal-level adherents, can only be used with the help of the choir.

The function is very simple and powerful.

- Grants the power of 'analysis' to all allies within the order.

Iris felt suspicious, but again he turned to Belleport. Based on its overwhelming speed, it mixes paint and targets gaps. It's been a fun trick so far, but Bellport, who used "analysis" to predict the real direction of the attack, was not fooled.

From that point on, Iris and Belleport began to reach an even angle.

The huge gap in the body that made up the difference was made up by a number of fights.

If Iris had been a more skilled warrior, the flow would have changed greatly, but the honours she had mastered were nothing more or less than self-defense. In terms of skill and mental strength, there is no match for Beliport, who has defeated an enemy stronger than him countless times.

Hustle John

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Haist스트

The speed at which Zhirgal completed his order was beyond imagination. Orders to assist Belleport's battle are placed on the premises one after another. Iris's instincts flashed. At this rate, the division will soon take place. But I can't afford to recite the spell of the reversal.

There is only one option.

Suddenly, a huge amount of mana is concentrated on Iris' chest. The uncontrollable clumping spread like wildfire in every direction.

"Extreme Mana Explosion (A)"

Quagua oligo!!

The glass windows of the mansion burst out in unison with the blinding light, and some of the ceiling made of magic metal collapsed.

Quang!

Soon after, a four-meter-tall bird-like vehicle crashed through the gap. What was riding on it was a thousand human flesh with a compression bandage wrapped all over its body.

"Lesha! Are you okay?"

Legen Shauer raised the sword instead of the answer. The three energies of painting, brain, and name are mixed together to form a "gold sword" on his full body.

The light flashed.

Trinity Pass.

The wrenched season split into three branches, like the claws of an animal. An anomalous trajectory is drawn, and Zirgal's arms and legs are precisely cut at the rear.

"Good job, ··!"

Iris, who was about to shout with joy, closed his mouth with a look of disgust. The severed bones of Zhirgal were attached to the body by themselves.

"It seems that the evil name (U) has run out."

Zirgal snapped his teeth, moving his arm that had been cut a little while ago. It's a zirgal with no muscles or vocal cords. Moving the mouth is only a habit of life, and the voice is leaking from the manna heart. Nodding Bellport opened his mouth.

"It is the will of a hero, not of God, to judge your good and evil. The hero of the world, Beliport Shafek. Everything that stands in his way..."

It was then.

Poong!

Hearing the sound of gunfire, the two heroes instinctively threw themselves. The floor on which they stood a moment ago was burned to ashes.

It was an attack from the direction of the spire.

It is a check shot by the machine dragon "Creuvi."

The reason why the fierce light-emitting diode did not fly as before is that the high-ranking members of the Schnipelt family are feared to be swept away. As soon as the two heroes get out of the mansion, it is clear that he will shine again.

"You've got a good time, Creubby. I'll get you good food when I get rid of these guys."

"Prescrib Zone, New York"

Orders were placed throughout the mansion to block the invocation of space magic. Recognizing his wife's intentions, Legen Shauer immediately stepped up to the foreground.

"Sudboyd"

"Dumb. I really think he'll get the attack right ···"

Belleport, who was about to laugh, closed his mouth and hardened his face. The form of empty energy was strangely changing. In the shape of a crescent moon from a sphere, and in the form of a long, slender whip from a crescent.

Iris, who had been squirming the sphere, soon ran to the side. The black and dark whip begins to stretch out the length and wrap around the mansion. The fierce battle with the strong enemies, who had never met before, made Iris feel the need for development.

Originally, history would never have happened.