The Returner

[559] 3. It's not over yet! "Not yet." (4) 'Well?'

The head of Lee Ji-hyeok went back a little.

'Something is flying?'

I had a smiling smile on Lee Ji-hyeok's face, confirming what it was flying.

"You are doing everything else."

The missile was flying.

It is not a bad response. Even if the missiles can not hurt themselves, the second thing is to be able to use the available firepower and to perish without fail.

I do everything I can to feel like holding a straw, but I do not have to laugh at it.

However, I only sympathize. It was a pity that it was the only attack that could be squeezed and squeezed.

It was like the idea that they wanted to encourage their efforts.

I do not have much fun this way.

There are three levels of elite here. No matter where you go to any other dimension, there will be no place where strong people are gathered here. It is too chaotic that there are not enough resistance even though the power of the dimension having different characteristics gather together.

A little more. I want to enjoy a little more.

"It's not like that kind of thing."

Lee raised his finger.

Earth's science is certainly threatening. Even if the energy generated from the nucleus is directly hit, even if it is a revolution, it is dangerous.

"One is slow."

No matter how strong you are, it does not make any sense if you can not hit it. Humans can not cope with only a low speed in the first place. But it was not Lee Ji-hyeok.

For him who was angry with the Asmodians, the presence of the flying missile and its trajectory were clearly visible. Even if you have great powers, if you explode before you arrive here … … .

“Umm . . .

And at that moment, the force to process on the floor began to push.

"Barbache?"

Barbarossa, who had watched the situation so quietly, started to move. The secret brain warfare that has been poured out of his body is flying in the direction of Lee Ji-hyeok.

"Should I say?"

I do not know whether I knew it as a head, or whether I instinctively created it, but the Brave Battle of Brabanche flew to Lee Ji-hyeok, exquisitely calculating the direction in which Lee Ji-hyeok pulled his manpower.

Inside it, I felt even stronger willpower of Barabbas to kill Lee Ji-hyeok.

"It's an honor, is this?"

The fact that the Great King was spewing out his enemies to him was the most delightful Lee Ji-hyeok. It can not be seen by Barbacese in the meantime.

Lee Ji-hyeok got his hands on the fierceness of the fleet. It is a brain war with a lot of magic of the devil, but it was an attack that was not so intimidating to him now.

But it was not that much.

"Great!"

The Braves evolved horrendously, and Barbarossa just flashed in front of Lee Ji-hyeok.

Yes?

Elasticity flows out of the mouth.

Kwang! Kwaaan! Kwang!

Barbache's fist stretched out the body of Hyeok-hyeok. Even though I did my arm guard, I was struck by a single room, and the stale damage remained.

"Not surprisingly."

Lee Ji-hyeon laughed.

"I thought you were a pretty coward. Is not it your way not to rush unless there is a clear winner? At least I do not think you have a chance now. "

"Maybe so."

Barbarossa laughed.

"Until now. Now I'm in a situation where I have to create something that is somehow multiplied. "

"You know, like a mighty ambassador. Then should I be the devil? "

"큭큭큭."

Barbácé knew.

What was lacking for him.

'Imminent.'

From the moment he was born, he could not comprehend the feelings of urgency. How can he feel that he can have everything if his hands reach out?

"It's awful."

Kwah!

The foot of Lee Ji-hyeok penetrated the ship of Barbados.

"Oh, my God."

The stomach is pierced and the internal part is carved. At the same time, blue blood stained back into the throat.

"Huh?"

Lee Ji-hyeok looked at Barbache as if it was interesting.

Despite that, Barbácé pulled out of the streets and did not try to regenerate himself.

"Oh, where is the face of the devil gone?"

Lee Ji-hyeok grabbed his leg and kicked Barbache on the other foot several times. Strike, and strike were kicking with power that crushed the body of the devil. Suddenly, the body of Barbácia became tattered.

Nevertheless, Barbácé did not let go of his hand.

"He's a leech."

Lee Ji-hyeok's face was distorted.

In general, what if the devil wears this damage?

On the surface, it looks like you've been hurt, but it's not really a big deal.

For the Devil and the Asmod, the flesh is only a means of executing the will, because their vitality and power come from mana. No matter how the body collapses, mana can be recovered in a matter of seconds.

But the wound on Lee Ji-hyeok does not end with simple trauma. Lee Ji-hyeok sucks and absorbs mana from the destructed body. At the end of the day, Barbácé was hit with the same level of humans.

The stomach is pierced and the whole body is a mop.

Nevertheless, Barbácé has not let him go.

"Do you want to cooperate with humans, are you a warrior?"

In the ridicule of Lee Ji-hyeok, Barbosa responded with laughter.

"Thanks to you, you know."

"Hmm?"

"To take down your opponent is not worth any price, face, or pride. The important thing is who's standing at the end. Thanks to you. "

"I do not think I've ever been so drunk."

"Memory distortion is severe."

"Well, good. It does not matter because it 's not me. But do you think you can stop me with this? "

"큭큭큭, you called me a dragon."

Really? It's right for you now. "

"I have a lot of interest in your stories, too. Do you know what is the greatest condition of a warrior? "

courage

"You're screaming. The greatest condition of a warrior is a strong mentality that persists one in many but never feels cowardly. Like I am now. "

Lee Ji-hyeok's eyes were distorted.

"Do not forget you have my colleagues, you stupid bastard!"

Lee Ji-hyeok turned his head.

The remaining monsters gathered strength to create a mass of mana. The magical power that rages is condensed and expands freely, and it mixes with and around.

"Where would you have seen so many? So, I told you. I learned a lot. "

"These crap-like guys."

"late."

The masses of the magical powers gathered power by the devils began to rise to Lee Ji-hyeok.

"You have become an Asmodian, but you are no longer able to deal with mana. If so, the damage will be stronger. It is a gift, a devil. "

Barbarossa bounced off the bottom of his stomach.

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Magi weaves Lee 's body like a net. The spellbound continued to pour, making it impossible to teleport.

"큭."

The lump of mana that covered Lee Ji-hyeok's body exploded and created a gigantic mana swirl. Just like Lee Ji-kyung.

"Great! These trivial guys! "

"You're a very stereotypical devil. I'm sick of it. "

He did not know that he had spoken a similar word until recently.

"Fucking human beings! You did what you wanted! Failure will not be tolerated! "

Choi Jung – hoon kicked his tongue while watching the shouting barbache.

"Do not be stupid."

I can not understand the meaning of the interpreter because it is normal, I was able to understand what I was talking about strangely. I have to do it in that situation.

"Lift up!"

The first dragons focused on reverse gravity down Lee Ji – hyeok. Direction is forward. Literally gravitational forces have begun to work in the opposite direction of gravity.

Lee Ji-hyeok's body, which has been attacked by a swirling vortex and gravitational force, flies into the sky like a pinwheel rising in a blast.

Choi Jung Hoon saw the scene and grabbed his fist.

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Quaaaaaaaaa!

The missiles flying at the speed to be machined were sucked along with the manpower of the beads made by Lee Ji-hyeok.

"Cough!"

Lee Ji-hyeok could not resist despite looking at the scene. It is impossible to absorb or dissolve the mana created by these many magical powers at once, even though he has got close to absolute power.

Even if you are not dying of this blow, you have to take a few minutes of inactivity.

It may be that it was accepted without any resistance. But,

The abruptly ascending ability of the body made it even more noticeable to the missiles flying to him. I could not help but notice that the missiles were flying slowly, like slow motion, in situations where the body could not move.

"This is fucking!"

Lee Ji-hyeok's face was distorted.

His body does not collapse to a nuclear explosion.

Radiation

This radioactivity was not enough to destroy his body. In human terms, there will be no room for an x-ray.

However, the fact that they can not do anything and just take their attack is making Lee Ji-kyou feel humiliated.

"I will kill you!"

Let's just keep this one room … … .

At the moment, Lee 's eyes grew bigger.

Take this.

There was a miscalculation.

The nuclear missile that flies to him now is exactly twenty-seven feet. Even if I only accept all of it as a flesh, Lee Ji-hyeok will not be fatal.

Hana

"This bastard!"

The aim of the missile was not Lee Ji Hyeok. As soon as the flying missiles hit the influence of Lee Ji – hyeok 's manpower, he accelerated several tens of times and elongated and sucked into the beads he made.

It is as if the twenty-seven nuclei are one.

Lee realized that moment.

Uwoo Uwoo Uwo!

What he has created is absorbing the forces of living things. But nuclear is never a creature. What if a compact space is compressed into a narrow space and a compressed nucleus bursts at once?

Lee Ji-hyeok turned his head and saw Choi Jung-hoon. Anger and hatred burst out as voices.

"Choi Jeong Hui Woong!"

Then Choi Jeonghoon laughed at the sight of Lee Ji-hyeok. In the past, Lee Ji-hyeok looked at the embarrassing face that he had never seen before, and his ten-year-old congestion seemed to go down a hook.

Choi lifted his fingers with the maximum arrogance he could send out.

"It is the gift of mankind. Fuck you, asshole. "