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It looks like you let the ferocious dog go.

The gatherers fell without hesitation.

It is clear who hunts and hunts the grasslands covered in corpses and blood.

Dog transforms dog! ’

Dangjin Railway was shocked by the appearance of the Guardian transforming even a dog into a short sell.

‘How can I...? ’

The second-class masters who flocked in late like clouds to form a siege are also embarrassed.

“Huff!”

The volcanic blade splits, but eventually it snaps.

“Grrrrrr.”

The shape-shifted guardian looks around.

I don't have the will anymore.

“Ugh.”

“Ugh.”

“Huff, huff! ”

On a battlefield filled with the still-lived people, it was only half a man standing on two feet.

My tail was shaking properly because I wasn't excited. I gradually got smoked.

The white smoke soared like azirang and the guardian regained his original appearance.

The smoke clumped next to him and turned white.

“Rrrrgh! ”

He looks at his beggars and barks at them with his life in his hands.

“You hang in there. ”

“Woof, woof! ”

I stroked the white ball once and looked around. When did they come like that? The second-tier, third-tier masters who looked over 2,000 were camped out.

I caught a deer, and the rabbits attacked me.

They were embarrassed, too, so there was a brief struggle, but they quickly opened up the siege and began to retreat.

The guard sweeps through their chaotic movements. We're not running, we're retreating with orders.

You'll have their heads.

Is that it?

All of them are second-timers and third-timers in the 40s and 50s, but only one of them is a master of the 70th level.

He's the one who ordered the watch from afar, not standing on the battlefield.

The guard picks up a dagger and throws it among the dead.

Idiot!

* Blind information groups.

Non-Young, the Leader of the Foreign Legion, barely calmed the trembling heart.

‘... is a master. ’

At least more than yourself.

Is he the master of the painting?

Is it the same as being a monk?

It's just one herb.

I saw only one foot exam, but I felt flawed by the thought of comparing my dominance with a Muslim monk.

What scares me is that he may be a stronger master than a rabble.

What is that? ’

You mean not human?

I turned into an animal and bit people.

The shelter was torn from the shoulders, and the Songkran leader opened his chest to his claws.

Too wild and cruel.

Ka 'ang!

The combined attack by the superstars failed to pierce the thin fur made of wire, and eventually all 500 of the superheroes fell.

‘What a waste.’

Maine has appeared.

Those who worship the horse, proving themselves by killing the same person who is not the Mamon.

‘It's a worthless sacrifice. ’

Nonyoung ordered the retreat of the surrounding Masters, and when she turned her head in a eerie sensation, the raindrops had already flown deep into the tree next to her.

‘ ……! ’

Thank goodness.

He must be hidden and unable to read the directions properly.

But do I feel like I'm making eye contact?

“Go tell him. ”

It's not a mistake.

He's looking right at me.

“Soon we'll have Sun-phil strangled for our trouble, so wait. ”

“ ……! ”

I didn't miss anything.

Missed me on purpose.

Nonyoung immediately left as if he didn't have anything else to see.

* With the men besieged so far, there were only 500 corpses and guards in the field.

“Ugh.”

“Huff!”

Dangjin Cheol sent the undead Gang Hodong to the other world while wandering around the battlefield.

“Sa, help me. ”

Some begged for their lives.

“Yes, that's what my family cried out for. ”

Dang Jincheol's dagger stabbed the neck of the eager master.

“Come on, you devil! Justice will judge you! ”

“The devil.... ”

Gaaaah!

I thought about it once.

Why are they persecuting my family if they're not Mamon and the same Muslims?

“If I were the devil, you'd be the devil. ”

“Bastard……. ”

Qajik!

Dangcheol gave his life one by one.

The guardian moves around and picks up tricks or treasures with his exploration skills.

“Young Master, you're in the wagon. ”

“I'll help you. ”

“You don't have to help. ”

Jang Sun-phil told the king.

“Stay in the wagon with the young master. ”

“Yep! ”

The king could not easily believe what he had just seen.

Crazy.

500 elites were slaughtered at once before my eyes.

"This is crazy. This is crazy. ’

Moon Se Ga is a famous dancer.

I've seen a few martial artists' battles and death.

But on this scale, I've never seen or heard of a more overwhelming fight.

Even more so, the appearance of the guardian transformed into the last beast is shocking!

‘I just have to stay still. ’

I was born a servant and raised that way, and for the boy who was a blacksmith, the world of martial artists was a distant story.

Moon Se-si was also a person of awe to the Three Musketeers, but this place was like any other world.

‘Will he die or will he die? ’

It's like riding on a tiger's back.

Be careful what you do to keep the master's eyes open, and just stay alert.

This is the chance of the genius sun from heaven.

‘I might be a survivor too. ’

I don't want to be a student.

If only I could learn an empty verse from that great master.

‘This is an opportunity if we overcome this crisis well. ’

I understand that the Masters are sticking around since I left Munxi Cega, but I'm not sure why they keep coming like that.

I can see the boy sitting with a calm face in the King's eyes.

“Well, young master, ”

“Yes, brother. ”

“Lower your voice. ”

The royal family noticed and asked.

“But do you know why I pretended to be blind? ”

“Oh, you didn't know. We're going to kill a mobster. ”

“ ……. ”

It's a Sadducee to Hell, not a golden leash of self-immolation.

* After collecting the loot, the wagon quietly entered Hamuta Village.

The town was quite large because it was a transport hub in the rear of the central region of the planet, but there was no one going back or forth on this day.

Several eyes peering out of the window indicate that there are still people in the village.

“Well, uh, where do you want to go? ”

The king stops in the middle and asks, since I don't see any more escorts to cheer for. In the wagon, you hear a simple, clear answer.

“I'm hungry, so I'm going to eat. ”

“ ……. ”

The voice of the absolute master who killed 500 Muslim masters was not too faint.

I didn't feel anything like victory, excitement that I hadn't put aside yet, or tension.

Guilt or regret about dying.

‘Not really.'

It must be a big deal for a man to die on the Nineteen Realms. The King's Day was also buried hundreds of times until he was 15.

I'm buried in life and death, too. How much experience would a master like that have?

Even that vile tranquility felt like it was worthy of a master.

Wangil has never been outside Munxi Sega, so he is on his way to wherever he goes.

Wherever I went in any village, I could see that most of the people were on the highway and the guests were also nearby.

Although there's no way of knowing if this house is the most delicious Hamuta village, the Royal Family stopped at a wagon in front of the biggest guest building.

“Oops, I'm hungry after some effort. ”

Dangcheol, who has had a particularly low number of horses, has been sitting on the roof of the wagon, staring blankly at the air.

“Hey, I was worried. Let's go eat. ”

“ ……. ”

A sneezing sprint follows the group into the guest's cup, seated in a spacious seat under the direction of a nervous spotted face.

The guests were left with no one but the Protection Party.

“Well, what can I get you? ”

“Be generous with the most delicious. ”

“Yep.”

Spooky takes the spell and soon the royal prince brings the horses into the stable.

“Come and sit down. ”

“Yep.”

The monk is still unfamiliar with it, so it's a long day until I always tell him first.

“How long are you going to do that? If you're Korean, you should eat with them. ”

“Yes……. ”

Ah, the leader of the Musketeer Assassins proved to be one.

You've already heard the spots and heard the chef holding out his head.

The Guardian laughs as he watches the Weeping King's Day.

“What are you so impressed about? ”

“Ugh, no. ”

The King's Day, the Longevity Monk, and how many people we divide here become like that after a few years of slavery.

“Why are you deaf and dumb? ”

“ ……. ”

Dangcheol, who was watching the guard, sighs and opens his mouth.

“32 of my enemies died today. ”

“ ……? ”

The guard tilts its head.

“Hey, you got your revenge. ”

Dangcheol shakes his head and loosens the lining, tearing out the paper.

It was filled with names like balls.

“What is this? ”

“Homicide. The men who destroyed my family and killed my father and my soldiers. ”

I didn't write it down.

“The whole reason for my life. ”

At first glance, the number was over.

“I met the Great Diplomat in the first place, and I was unlucky enough to go there and kill the incarcerated noble sword. ”

“Wow, you're not normal either. ”

I can't believe you went to prison to kill an enemy. I understood why Dangcheol was kept alive.

‘A middleman who killed his own kind. ’

Even the mammons couldn't figure out who he was, so they must have kept him alive.

“Thirty-two confirmed faces earlier. ”

Dangcheol paints the names of the dead on paper.

Nevertheless, there were still more than a hundred people left.

“I never in my life thought this would be possible. ”

It was just a reason not to die and a reason to continue the life that became lonely.

‘It's so easy……. ’

It's pointless.

One gesture is enough for someone with a lifetime goal.

I prepared for three months to kill a nobleman, the same master. But 500 elite masters died in the countryside.

Dangcheol takes the guard seriously.

“What is the Great Covenant? ”

“ ……. ”

“Why did you hide the fact that you're a rebel? ”

Rebellious.

It was different from finding the optimal body that the shaman wanted and getting younger.

One more blow to the occipital abdomen, and you don't look like you've mastered the art of masonry.

“No, beyond rebellious……. ”

Dangcheol asked with serious eyes.

“How can a god so early in the natural world be so quick? ”

Dangjin Cheol's solemn gaze made the Guardian smile.

“Freshness sucks. ”

Just then, Spooky was coming with a large plate of food.

“Eat your food. ”

“ ……. ”

As Dangjin Cheol watched the unstoppable protection of his chopsticks, Zhang Sun-phil couldn't wait.

“It's not what the Party Smallholder thinks, so let's just eat. Unmanned people on Earth are different from the Old World here. ”

“Is Earth called a monastery? ”

“Haha, no. Let's get to know each other and eat first. ”

“Hmm, I see. ”

When Dangjin Cheol lifted his chopsticks, Jang Sun-phil also picked up a spoon.

‘Maybe it's fresh……. ’

I said no, but even Jang Sun-phil doesn't know who it is. No, humans are right. I just don't know how it happened.

Aren't you curious about what happened to you?

If it was wrong, would it be "applause" for Jang Sun-phil to become the principal of the research institute?

* Sphere.

Pigeons from all over the Jeonseo-gu Tower of the Muslim Headquarters were relentlessly coming and going.

I was surprised when Blader opened his book tied to the feet of a pigeon.

“Hmm? Detention! ”

“Yes, Cho. ”

“You tell the oath right now. ”

“Yep.”

“Y-yeah, tell him this, too. ”

The Blader, called the brother, rushed to the new law with his book. Before I opened it up, there was an unbelievable name.

Hematoma emergence. Target acquired.

Capture the movement of Namman's Beast Gate.