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40. Window to kill God (4) "I have a reason to pass around. By the way, serapina, you are more beautiful. "
Hansung trembled.
He connected the dragon and he was very active senses.
In his eyes, his ears are able to hear and grasp everything around him.
Soo Young even killed the heart sound.
I am tired of meeting a dragon lord, but I am now hiding my identity.
If Han Sung find out the truth of Mu Young, it could be a pain.
"I'm speechless in my mouth."
"No, is it really beautiful? The last time I saw it was 10 years ago, and I became a pretty girl. I will marry you, haha! "
"You're still Han Sung."
"It's always me. Call him a man who will not lose his nod. by the way… … Is this the direction you are heading to the palace of the Holy Spirit? "
Hansung looked at the other side.
One more day here is the palace of the Holy Mother.
There, Moo Young was going to be tested and become First Night.
It is a matter that should hide the movement of the heretic referee if it is original.
But Hansung was an exception.
Cerapina was positive.
"Yes, Han Sung?"
"Actually, I also have something to do with the saints. I have a little strange thing recently in the area of the drink. "
Hansung scratched his head.
The man closest to the strongest mankind.
But I do not put enemies anywhere, it is free as the wind.
Cerapina said with a slight surprise.
"I think you have a problem with Han Sung."
"Come on, Seraphina. I have a lot of happiness. In any case, the movements of the drunks are unusual. Other transcendental beings are trying to lift their buttocks. Be careful. "
I was not the only one to be classified as a supergirl of the mystery.
Master of all mountains, King of Dragons, Lord of Death, child of the Moon!
There was a story that this net was not defeated even when compared with the drink.
However, this net does not move when it stops. Few people survived to see them.
It is almost like a legend, but there was a person who confirmed the reality and only the rumor was coming down.
But Hansung, who is active in the realm of Mashin, might have seen them.
At least he would have faced once with the King of Dragons.
I have made a covenant with him before the dragon.
Crush! Sniff! Sniff!
It was then. The owner of the active volcano, Arkiesa, pours into the darkness.
thud!
Little by little, as the Red Sea was divided, the paladins and priests retreated.
"It looks like Arkisa found something."
Hansung was relaxed. It's because he knows that Arkisa is not acting in a hurry.
The dragon is intentional.
Then, Arkisa came to the front of Murayo.
"Seraphina, who is the author?"
"It's my job."
"Arkisa responds to the bell? Him. "
Hansung's horse, Matana Arkisa, was looking down at Muoyong for a long time.
The overwhelming size.
Two eyes open vertically and open.
But Muoyen did not shake. I was facing Arkiesa through small holes in the helmets.
Arkiesa is a dragon.
It is a dragon to deal with death.
To kill him in the past, he used it for a long time.
It took the longest time to kill this Arkissa from all the assassins.
The sense of dragon, especially the arkissa dragon, can not be considered on the same line as a human being.
But now there is no reason to kill.
Moyong is not a past assassin. No more moves on someone's instructions.
'Live with the hero.'
Hansung is like a hero's specimen.
If he succeeds in revolution after the great chaos, mankind will be able to go a few steps further.
If Mouyou did not directly assassinate him, it would be virtually impossible to say that there is no assassin to kill Hansung and Arkisa.
Dealing with the same death, and seeing for a long time.
There was some sense of homogeneity.
Mouyoung reached out his hand.
And I swore the remains of Arkis' nose.
Crush. Crush.
Arkisa cried a little. But it was a pleasant sound.
“……Amazing. Arkisha allows the hand of man besides me. "
Hansung's eyes opened.
It is not just Hansung. The same is true for cerafinas.
When Cerrapina was still a candidate for a saint. Hansung had lived in Mullah for several years.
As a friend and prosperous guest.
Arkissa came with him, but he did not allow anyone to touch it.
Some people were forced to touch their shoulders.
It was almost impossible to get rid of it because it was blocked by Hansung.
Nobody tried to touch Arkisa after that.
The rice cake of the picture. It was only allowed to look at the imposing figure.
But Mouyoung handed his hand casually.
Arkisa accepted it.
Cerrahina and Hansung were also the first to see.
"He is like a dragon. The smell of the dragon kills me. "
Mouyou had a tradition of dragon hunters.
I got cancer after I took Black Dragon Barza.
However, it is a title that stirs hostility to dragons. Arkissa's actions were clearly anti-Semitic.
"The dragon hunter … … ? "
"Yes. This smell is barso! no wonder!"
Then, it seemed that he understood the reason, and nodded his head.
"What is Varca?"
"It is a black dragon. I did a good job with a tidy guy. I was thinking that Arkisa was going to push it big once. However, the smell of the blood of BARSA is from the author, and he feels intimacy. "
Hansung approached Moo Young with great regret.
"Did you kill Varsa?"
Nod!
I could not hide it now.
If Hansung noticed, it would be more doubtful to speak a lie.
And in general, dragons are powerful, but they were not impossible to hunt.
"Why should the one who killed the dragon be satisfied with his position? Tell me if you want anything. I will do it if I can do it. This is the heart of Arkisa, not me. "
Arkhisha and Varsa seemed to have been gathered together with enormous fame.
But Moyong shook his head.
Hansung. I had no intention of receiving anything from him.
He was just enough to go his way.
"Han Sung-heon, he is now a senior, but he is my first night candidate. I can not make strange noises without my permission. "
"What? First Knight? "
I knew well what First Knight meant.
So he gave a gaze to Mouyoung and Cerapina as if they had seen it newly.
The priests and paladins who watched quietly were surprised.
I was a First Night candidate, not a regular job!
"I heard that you are the only one without a First Night. I actually tried to introduce you to a nice kid … … "
Music! Music!
thud!
At the same time, a large pterosaur appeared in the sky.
It is much smaller than Arkiesa, but it is a monster that can not be ignored either.
Red Wyvern!
The predominant predominant species among the rewards.
A strong young man came down from there.
"Master, Hou. I caught up with it. "
The young man shook his head.
Then, when I saw Cerapina, I spit out a lot.
It looks like a jerk without glory.
"You are not a man. Anyway, this is my pupil, Pendragon. It is the second generation, but when I was young, my parents died and I grew up. I have probably seen it once. "
"I think you've been to Mullah."
"If he is a candidate, will he not be a candidate?"
"I do not know why I … … "
Cerapina stepped back.
However, Hansung did not break his stubbornness.
"This is the child's hope rather than me. When I was a child, I saw you once, and I said that I was greatly against you. I am not proud of my disciples, but I listen to them when I give them to them. The face is chiseled and personality is like me. "
"The last part is the best."
"Anyway, how are you? Do not worry if it is holy. The Mother of all, blessed him directly to him. "
Serapina looked at the pendulum with surprised eyes.
Mullran serves four gods.
The god of cloud 'Seon', the sea god '王', the god of the earth 'Han', the mother of these three 'Idea'.
But in fact, the only real god was Idea.
The other three are treated as children of Idea.
There were very few priests and paladins with the power of one Idea. Instead, it exerted tremendous power when it received power.
It can be seen from the overwhelming ratio that the blessing of the ideological blessings of the ancient saints and the prosperity is overwhelming.
"nice to meet you. It's called a pend dragon. "
"Nice to meet you. It's a cerafina. Your name is unusual. "
"My father built it myself. Please allow me to become Seraphina's first night. "
Pendragon blushed slightly and knelt on one knee.
Then I looked at Serapina with intense desire.
It was difficult to reject Hansung's request for the cerrahpine.
Hansung is a long-time friend of the prosperity, and was also a benefactor of Mullah.
The problem is no.
All this is not the only hope torture as long as there is light.
It would be better to refuse it from the beginning, but it took too much time for that.
Serapina looked carefully at Yuu Yeong.
Nod!
Serafina said when Murayou 's permission was dropped.
"I know. I'll put them in the same candidate. But I will judge fairly. "
"The sea I had hoped for. Rather, it's difficult if you do not. "
Hansung was confident.
Dragon Hunter. I do not think I got it by myself. It is also great considering that, but the pendragon is also tough.
Pendragan gave a glance to Mouyou, who showed off his battle.
'Pendragon. A disciple of Hansung. It seems to have been. '
When Hansung was assassinated, Pendragon led the rest of his army and jumped.
But I know I was punished quickly by other vested interests.
Just like Hanseong, justice is sober and obviously strong.
"Well, Arkhisa interrupted the passage. I will follow from above. "
Hansung noticed that he fell off his back.
It was a masterpiece to increase the pendragon and cerapina time a little.
When Hansung finally disappeared, Pendragon took an aggressive offensive.
"It's still beautiful."
"Thank you."
"When I was a child, I saw everything once, but I have never forgotten it since then. Everything I have served Idea and received His grace is thanks to Serapina. "
"Thank you."
Mouyoung followed them a little further.
That atmosphere was not so familiar to Muoyoung.
The Palace of the Holy Mother. It was a temple of the size of a small city.
Only here thousands of priests and paladins dwell.
When Cerrapina, Hansung, Pendragon and Murayong arrived, they quietly welcomed it.
The saint had already heard the news and ran out.
A woman dressed in a casual white dress with a casket in the world.
"Nice to meet you. Han Sung-sama, Seraphina-sama. "
The woman was a sacred herself.
There was a mood that only a true saint spewed.
Mouyoung was uncomfortable as if this place had entered the thorny field.
Maybe it's because there's a corner that does not fit in.
'It's a start.'
But no matter what.
I could not avoid it.
It is already in the place of the test to become the first night.
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