Descent of Demon god

34 Yields (1)

The conference room on the 30th floor of the Moorish Association's Building.

Good soundproofing and good views, so it's a great place to have a meeting.

It was in the middle of a long meeting.

Hmph!

Kwon Chung Un, secretary general, and Sungang Gum Jae Scope, who serves as advisor for the Muslim Association, simultaneously turned his gaze to somewhere.

It was that moment.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

With a huge bang to the conference room, you shake violently as if it were an earthquake.

The attendees stood up in shock, except for those who participated in the sudden event as holograms.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

"Earthquake… huff!"

They could see it clearly.

Something massive is knocking down the building beyond the window.

"Really?"

The Sungyang Sword microscope couldn't help but wonder.

If this sharp gesture that stimulates your senses is certain, then it must be an intangible sword.

This is the Intangible Sword? '

It is surprising that the Intangible Sword itself.

But it was a sight that completely destroyed common sense.

Phew! What the hell is going on...

Communication status is unusual.... Damn it!

The holograms howl and the signal fades away.

Kuang!

"Woo!"

As the ceiling cracks, a massive machete of invincible swords breaks through the chamber.

The fluorescent lamp breaks and the spark pops, leaving no fuss.

"Hehe!"

Kwon Jong-un quickly drew his sword and slashed a nearby window.

"Let's all jump!"

Even though it was a high ground, it was not strange to stay here even if you were stranded.

"What a mess."

The representative form mumbled as if it was more ridiculous than embarrassment, then flew to the window cut by Kwon Chung Un.

The other officers jumped out the window, barely centered on the shaky building.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwabang!

The intangible sword that struck from above suddenly struck the floor of the dungeon building.

It was exactly the kind of thing that gave up the antidote.

It's a relief. The building was cut in half and did not collapse, even if the balance was right.

However,

"Gaaaaaah!"

"Wow!"

Rrrrrrrrrr!

The people in the building ran out of the mountain in a panic.

Their goal was not to speak.

The building splits open and is hit with debris and dust bombs.

Those who escaped were fortunate.

Those at the center of the building are swept away by a huge invisible sword, as if lightning had fallen.

"The Society... the Society's house..."

"How did this happen....."

The Muslims from the Muslim Association who were watching this scene right in front of them did not conceal their frustration.

But that feeling didn't last very long.

The guilt of being overwhelmed by overwhelming powerlessness, which led to extreme anger, was that they neglected the worst in history.

"Dare! How dare these filthy devils..."

"We need to kill those Bridgers now!"

"Retribution to the rest of the martyrs!"

It was amazing to have a military center.

One or two people vomited their anger and the Muslims vomited ten fires.

Even the overwhelming force that cuts through the building appeared to lower their fear that the moon was still dominant.

Tak!

I looked up at the building as if it was cool.

The Muslim Association building looked like it was being cut in half and was in danger.

'The Empress has gone too far.'

I looked at this scene with such admirable eyes, but I was worried that I was wasting my inner space because I was overwhelmed.

The EV field disperses the surrounding energy completely.

In the meantime, if I had made a huge intangible sword like that, it would have been extremely consuming.

'You are fearsome and reckless.'

Friends aren't the only ones thinking like this.

Leaders of the Moorish Association of Unsullied Forces felt that she had made a mistake.

Raising the sword too much would have consumed a lot of air, but I raised an intangible sword that surpassed him.

'No matter how hard the master of life and death may be, there are limits to the inner space.'

I thought it was worth a try.

Suddenly, a group of men appear in the direction of a thousand fortunes.

Their appearance was shouted by Muslim Associations.

"Waaaahhhh!!!"

They were executives of the Muslim Association.

The middle-aged man approaching from the forefront with a furious look was a mullah gum microscope.

In his hand was a noble sword.

A prestige said to have been hammered by a famous man for 10 years.

"Sword of Honor! Sword of Honor!"

One of the great masters at the top of the Moorish Society.

The name was a mental support for Muslims from the Muslim Association.

Moreover, the executives behind him were not satisfied.

'The authentic descendant of the divination wave: the underswordsman Hodge Line, the non-current of the robbery gate, the Against Wolverine River, and the Wheel Corn Dispenser of the Horn Wave.'

I held out my tongue.

They were all the harvests of modern forests that had reached the end of the picture a long time ago.

I heard you resigned from your post, but you were also acting as an executive of the Moorish Association.

"Oh, my God. Who's the chairman?"

A thousand years later, I shook my head and replied.

"Looks like you're not available."

"What about the Vice President?"

"No, he's the center of the Muslim Association right now."

Kwon Chung Un, the executive director of the Muslim Association, pointed to him.

He was in the highest position, except for the chairman and vice chairman.

"Tsk, tsk, did you rob an empty house?"

A thousand fortunes kicked my tongue.

He wanted to take out the current head of the Muslim Association, the current head of the National Extreme Athletic Sect, Blade Six, and the current head of the Muslim Association, called the Supreme Leader of the current Muslim Group.

However, when the two of them left, they considered it an empty class.

Grrr!

"Are the rest of the martyrs disrespecting me? '

It was the literature of the representative of the Association Chairman that was angry at the reaction of this thousand years.

He was a student of the Chairman of the Muslim Association and the next total number of members of the group, and he was a man with unquestionable power.

He was treated like a man who had not been treated by all Muslims, so it was natural for him to crack with his pride.

"Counselor Hyun."

I called for a microscope that was leading the way.

"Deputy Chairman?"

"Are you going to let the authors who insulted this association go free? Do you need to deal with the witches and make amends? Let's work together."

The literary book was not a fool to say Pride is a strong man.

I knew I could never face it alone.

"Hmm."

The microscope looked troubled.

Of course, this was to be seen.

In fact, he was also embarrassed to face a thousand solo encounters.

But this place called the Great Sage grabbed my ankle.

'Good.'

I thought it would be good because the literature gave me an excuse just in time.

"I can't help it if you say so. Let's do a quick crackdown so that the Association doesn't have any personal damage."

"We'll help, too."

"Let's show these foolish martyrs justice."

Get it, get it!

As they waited, other executives also said, pulling out their own military organs.

They also thought differently from the microscope.

The literature confirming that they had become one with each other cried out to the Muslims.

"Representatives and executives of this Association will deal with the leader of that wicked group of Magistrates, so you, too, must deal with the underlings!"

The best of the Society faced a thousand odds, and if the remaining three thousand masters joined together, it was a good enough triumph.

They still had the advantage of not being able to perform an in-person attack due to the EV field.

'I'm gonna crush that son of a bitch.'

The book opened its eyes and stared at her.

He was about to send out a signal of union to the executives.

Bloop!

Huh?

Something blurry appeared before my eyes.

He was vain.

"Who are you staring at? I'll gouge your eyes out."

Fast!

But I couldn't help but be mesmerized.

I stabbed him in the neck with the sword in his hand.

He threw it away lightly.

Chang! Parr!

What kind of force is this?

The hand holding the sword is torn apart.

I barely managed to stop him from missing his sword, but something swiftly flew through his eyes.

Heave!

It was two fingers of a bluff.

He really tried to dig out the eyes of the literature.

No! '

It was too soon to avoid.

At that moment, a sharp blade slashes into the arm of the bluff.

52517;!

Since I couldn't give up my arms to take my two eyes, Vanity spread out the method and avoided it.

It was the Monkey Sword microscope that suppressed him with the sword.

He was the only one who read the movement of vanity.

"Oh, that's embarrassing. '

The microscope's face darkened.

He realizes he is a master of his own class just by looking at the swift movements of vanity.

I thought only a monster like this could be dealt with as a joint, but I had no idea there were more masters of this level.

Are you telling me there's still this kind of power left in the bridge? '

The other executives were embarrassed as well.

They didn't notice any bluff movement at all.

"Let's take care of him first!"

An angry literature called out to the executives that they almost got caught for a moment and opened their swordfish miraculously towards the vanity behind them.

"Understood!"

The nonrhythm of the door opens up toward the side of the bluff to help him.

Then someone appeared in front of him.

"Count me in. Human."

She was Sakena, who shook her bright hair.

Sakena jumps to the ground and tries to strike the nonrhythmic castle with her feet.

"Stupid girl. '

Non-rhetorical laughs at her and twists the direction of the dojo.

I was going to cut off her leg in a heartbeat on the canal's sidewalk.

By the way,

Paan!

"Aniet?"

Rather than having my leg cut off, the canal's path was broken.

And a window!

In that state, Sakena slapped the nonrheumatic shoulder without stopping.

Phew!

"Shhh!"

The patched shoulders of nonrheumatic clay dig deep into his torso, and his body begins to greet the ground.

Blah, blah, blah!

Around three metres of fractures have occurred on the floor, centered on where he was buried.

It was an absurd force.

The nonrhythmic tingling of the flesh from the shoulder to the position of the lungs stopped its movement.

"Heh. Killed."

Sakena grins, putting her hand inside the nonrhythmic chest.

Then I took out my slow moving heart and swallowed it like an apple.

Qajik!

"Delicious."

"Aigoo, you crazy bitch!"

The Onsen River, an archswordsman of the Jongnam tribe, has aged to her cruelty.

However, unlike what I said, I could not take off easily.

The other officers frowned and turned their heads, making sure they were shocked as well.

In the meantime,

"Shhh! My eyes! My eyes..."

Hubong dug out the two eyes of the literature that had ambushed him.

He was the strongest student of the Muslim Association and was on the verge of a complete picture, but he was not strong enough to endure vanity.

The gap in my skills was too large.

"I told you I'd dig your eyes out. Heehee."

I scoffed at him with eyes filled with blood.

"How dare you!"

In front of him, finally, the microscope furious at Hubong, who had taken away the eyes of the literature, tried to spread his sword to avenge him.

But it was also blocked by someone.

"Bitch?"

She was Moon Ranyoung.

"Tell me if you have something to see your husband about."

Husband?

It was not surprising that the two of them were married.

Rather, I was more embarrassed by this technique of digging into his sword and grabbing his right wrist.

"Let go!"

The microscope pierces her glabella with a checkpoint to let go of her wrist.

Normally, I would avoid leaving my wrist or block the checkpoint, but Moon Ran-young flew a spell on the microscope's chest with faster movements.

Glug glug!

With the hot heat, the space with the microscopic chest twisted.

At that moment, the body of the microscope bounced back like a cannonball.

Papa Papa Pa Pa!

"Huff!"

Fluffy!

The microscope, which was pushed almost 20 meters away, vomited blood and knelt on one knee.

The microscope stared at Moon Young with its bloodstained eyes, how shocked she was.

Who the hell is she? '

He was helplessly outnumbered.

When the master hit me in the chest, I was able to stop the tension that I dug with the manger.

'What's going on...?' '

"How can the officers of this association be so light..."

Even just now, they were Muslims who had become loyal to the appearance of executives.

However, I was fascinated by their helplessness in the hands of their subordinates, not the leader of thousands.

“What are you guys doing?! Are you going to watch each and every one of them?"

Kwon Chung Un urgently called out to the Muslims.

It was not a problem to deal with one by one.

If individual forces were to be pushed, we would have to work together to defeat them somehow.

Feeling the seriousness of the Golden Sword Dragon's sensation that woke him up, he shouted to the vanguard.

"Well, the battalion now..."

It was just then.

The woman who was standing still walked forward.

Bummer!

It was just a walk away, but many of the Muslims stopped for a moment because of the dark pressure from the Thousand Wolves.

They opened their mouths a thousand times.

"I'm going to give you one chance."

"Opportunity?"

A thousand woes gave the Muslims of the questionable Muslim Association the worst choice.

"Kneel."

'!!!'

The faces of the Muslims became stiff all at once.

It was to surrender.

His ferocious words give a fiery golden sword dragon's skin a red glow and shout.

"Kneel down? How dare you come to this filthy place..."

52517;!

At that moment, the body of the book was torn in half.

Splitting apart, he fell to his side, and a thousand women stood in front of him while he lowered the capital.

"Hiic!"

"Uh, when?"

Rrrrrrrrrr!

Standing in front of the prison building, the furious Muslims quickly retreated from his radius as he appeared in the middle of the building.

Thousand Yeon said to them.

"Kneel, and I will accept you as a Catholic saint." "

The voice of arrogance.

But no one could think of it as arrogance.

The pressure felt from the millennium was so heavy that it seemed to sin my heart.

What is this inference? '

Kwon Jong-un was unable to accept this view.

Does it make sense that more than 3,000 Muslims are afraid because they are driven by one person's strength without moving their fingertips?

Grrr!

He screams, unable to bear his frustration.

"What are you doing?! One man! Only one man! Are you going to let go of the vanity of someone who can't use my powers because of EV fields?"

I don't know if I could have gotten through to his cry.

Likewise, I shouted to the Muslims with a face of shame about the prowess of Soyo Sword, the leader of the hundred battalions who had retreated from fear.

"The director is right! There is only one author. We don't need to be afraid..."

At that time, she fainted and laughed.

Then he waved his head.

"You said EV field. I've been through this before, and it's annoying."

"Been there?"

In her words, the protagonist frowned and did not hide his curiosity.

I didn't know what he was talking about.

Thousand Yeon said in a heartfelt voice.

"But you know what? Do you think the same method will work on me again?"

"What?"

The millennium stretches out its palm toward the air.

I looked up at the sky to see what the Muslims were doing to his unknown actions.