Level Up Legend

level up legend

- Volume 8 Episode 11

Chapter 11

Sisan Blood Sea

The body forms a mountain, and the blood flows like the sea.

It was just the way it is now.

wide battlefield.

The outskirts of the battlefield, which can be said to be a very small space among them. But in this place, which was most important, I did not put the matter in my hands.

‘No reason.’

Mercy is to give only to the weak.

You only give to those who are acceptable, and when you show mercy to garbage, you will only create another piece of garbage.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-

The result of waving hands without mercy was great.

Every time he waved his hand, all sorts of magic poured out. There was no need to memorize many spells, and there was no need to create difficult formulas.

It scatters magic and distorts it.

With these two processes alone, the dispersed magical power becomes a result of magic, making it a sufficient lethal weapon.

According to my thoughts and needs, magic changes while flying.

It is also possible to change the magic that used to be in flames to the cold attribute in an instant.

Extreme changes are taboo as they damage the magician who originally cast the magic!

However, it is possible because I change and distort the magic itself.

A power that makes it hard to wonder why Arachne, the distortion, didn't use his power in this way!

‘It must have been easy until the end.’

Distortion is certainly a powerful force.

If Arachne had honed her power while surviving for a long time, it was such a strength that she often wondered what it would have been like if she had lived her life fiercely.

Even with her strength, her defeat to me could be because she wasn't strong enough or because she wasn't fierce.

The more she melts the power she gave her into mine in a completely different way, the stronger I get.

The state in which that strength was scattered without any change was right in front of him.

Those who tried to run away, and the followers who sacrificed themselves without opening their stupid eyes in the end, all met their death.

uh uh-

Even the gate that had been opened due to Secretais came into my hands.

Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo

"great. We also secured Usad’s gate.”

Literally robbed. The degree of control of the gate was not about usurping them from the weak.

What is the expression of the people of the Holy Church who are desperate when the gate is momentarily robbed!

It was such a deep despair that I thought that if I made a work in the name of despair, I would not be able to receive the Best Picture award this year.

“It will be a good gift for Juman. Fold it.”

Quad Duck-

The loot was always welcome.

I completely folded the gate to Usad. The space with the gate was folded, the space was floated, and it was sent as it was.

The destination is a place where only the state is.

It is the center of distortion where he stays for the kind of work I have done.

As soon as the folded gate is sent, the voice comes right through.

- Whoa. thank you.

- I'll give you another present soon.

- Welcome.

It was clear that he had completed a perfect adaptation and succeeded in another leap as a dazzle of space.

Juman's voice, which reached his brain, was clearly engraved with the power of 'gyeok' contained in him.

Enormous magic!He had already surpassed the power he had when he was first brought in, and he grew stronger while I was away.

When I brought him into the distorted space, he didn't just tell me to be careful. It is clear that the distorted space is the perfect fit for him.

So it must have gotten stronger in such a short period of time.

‘It’s okay if I take you with me to the next step.’

It's always nice to know that your allies are stronger than expected.

Seeing the filth of the Holy Land, I felt my heart swelled up a little.

Of course, even so, the end of this tilted battlefield was about to end completely.

I looked at the person who looked at me while still shaking my body in the middle of the mountain blood sea.

He never avoided the staring gaze of resentment.

“Let’s put an end to you.”

* * *

Stretch your shoulders while shaking your whole body. As if you don't look down on me as an enemy who has to straighten your shoulders!

But it's a vain feat.

They have no guts and no guts.

The pope of that church, who has been trembling in front of me since I was about to run away with a sacrifice, was just trash.

“Lu, Lou won’t forgive you!”

“Fufu. That Lu has left you. No, I should say that I ran away.”

"Inoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Is it because of defeat? Or was it because he was blaspheming his god?

On the last topic, the voice is only roaring.

"Shut up."

The pope of a country that has been destroyed, or will be completely destroyed. I needed to die.

boo oops. poop. puck.

“Uh… … . Big oops.”

Just concentrating his magical power and flying it is a blow to the Pope.

Whoa whoa-

To protect his body, he releases the divine power accumulated inside his body.

"eat. completely. Not a single point left!”

- Kihihik. any amount!

Quad Duck-

The divine destroyer, who has suddenly approached, completely chews and swallows the divine energy emanating from its body.

“Aaaaaah!”

A painful echo echoes.

The enemy, who was belatedly looking at this place, was screaming painfully enough to turn their heads without knowing it.

- Kiki Kiki Kick. very good.

Even if it's trash, the Pope. He was the one who accumulated divine power the longest.

He resembles Lu, the god of light. He is arrogant and knows nothing but himself. Only light shines. He knows that he alone is the light and justice of the world.

'It's perfect with God. So the Pope?’

it was strong It was still a good delicacy for the Holy Destroyer who chewed and swallowed the divine power directly from the tunnel of divine power.

It was to the extent that the divine destroyer was able to grow minutely due to the deep divine power that did not fit the theme.

“Ha ha ha ha… … .”

It takes a few seconds for him to absorb the divine power he has accumulated throughout his life.

nod-

“It’s dirty. Don’t get into that habit.”

- Kick. thanks to the owner

When the Holy Destroyer satisfactorily absorbed the divine power and retreated,

dump.

In a moment, there was only one old man in the church who appeared to be twenty years older.

The gentleness of the divine power surrounded by the benevolent appearance was poignant.

The body that would have inflated by sucking the backbones of the believers had become thick and only dirt remained.

“Huh. Ugh… … . Kill it, kill it.”

“I want to die.”

The church will also disappear. There are no strong survivors. there is no priest There is no one to follow him.

That is, he has nothing left.

He was already dead.

However, there is one reason why he kept him alive until the very end.

“But one is still useful.”

"please! Kill it!”

“It’s like a wise man.”

Eventually he will die. And he will die most horribly.

A symbol of the defeat of all those in Kalon.

I'm going to let it remain as a symbol of the fool until the very end.

He's a smart old man I knew right away what I was going to do.

“Jebaaaaa!”

Begging as if begging, the old man knelt down on his knees. However, it was late.

behindhand.

“Where!”

“Aaaaaah!”

Awkward-

I chew on his tongue and try to swallow him, but even he is only cut in half by the magic that I have scattered.

“No, Mahal.”

Blood drips from between the cut tongue, and he can't even pronounce it properly.

“It suits you. That look.”

wooduk- wooduk-

“Big.”

I completely entangled his body with my magic.

Aaaah-

As it is, his body and mine float in the air.

oh oh-

Gathers magical energy and scatters it around.

It was enough to attract the attention of all those who survived the battlefield just by being scattered with powerful magic at once.

“… … ”

“… … ”

It spread a huge message in time for everyone to see.

- The war is over.

One word was enough to say the end of the war.

“Ugh… … .”

The visual effect was excellent just to have one of the old men hanging right below me, trembling.

Taan. remorse.

Those who fought to the end also dropped their weapons.

The Pope, or the old man, whose divine power was sucked away by the faithful who were determined to save the Pope even if he died, was no reason for them to die.

"iced coffee… … .”

Despair for some.

-at Las!

-Is it next?

And hope for others.The huge battlefield came to an end.

* * *

“… … ”

Shimat was watching the end of the battlefield that would be recorded as a great war in Kalon's history.

He had long since sent all his confederates to follow him.

Only he remained until the end and looked at the battlefield. He was also a foot of strong confidence that only he could survive to the end.

He captured everything on the battlefield clearly in his eyes.

He was also the strongest in the alliance in Kalon, so he was able to cover the battlefield deeper than anyone else.

He saw the power of a new race in the race rampant behind him.

When the first showed strength he had never expected, he was sweating enough to unwittingly grasp the sword in his waist.

'strong.'

As for the EO, who will move Jang Ho-seong as a monarch, one of the federation executives I saw a long time ago came to mind.

and his own teacher. He had no reason to think of the image of him occupying the place he now had.

gradually. gradually.

While in the ever-changing alliance, many powerful people built and built it.

I just remembered it because I saw someone strong enough to be compared among them.

But what was important to Sea-Mart was neither Jang Ho-seong nor the race. The first wasn't either.

They were just nervous.

If you mobilize the people of the Federation, even if it's not Kalon, if you mobilize people from other dimensions, you could somehow deal with other people.

The problem is one.

'Lee Hyung-jun'

A person who came to the League by chance when Hipson was a low-level merchant in the League.

According to his records, a person who had only served as a porter at best had become a strong person that he could not even dare to dare.

Jang Ho-seong had the courage to wield his sword once, but he did not even dare to raise a sword to him, who rose to the battlefield and shouted an end.

"under… … .”

He said that he could wield a sword no matter what kind of strong man came.

At the same time, because he became strong, he was also able to know how strong he was.

As the war ended, the conclusion had already been reached.

‘I must say that Kalon has completely passed. What's wrong... … .'

easy.

Kalon, which had long been the realm of the Federation, fell into his personal hands.

It wasn't an invasion of the demon realm, nor was it the evolution of a monster.

It's not a sudden dimensional collision, the realm has been transferred to the individual!

‘Did this happen… … . Ah. There is none.’

It's nothing at all.

This happened a long time ago in the early days of the League, even before it was even called the League.

But whoever did this in the first place.

“… … Nonsense."

Now, it has become a difficult person to even dare to speak.

I'm kind of afraid

Unknowingly, he shook his head and began to move his crooked body carefully.

‘Report… … ’

he himself is a sword

He went back and he had to report.

He thinks he'll do it for someone other than himself.

The moment he thought about it, he was about to pull out his body.

"Ah… … ”

Eyes met him.

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