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43. Wong Chenglin (End) Snow in front of his eyes was looking like Muoyou's memories.
But that's it.
The contents are completely different.
It is not simply arguing that it is a fake because its claims are different from the past.
Mouyoung sincerely, the person in front of the eyes thought Snow was not.
Then Snow 's face hardened.
"You can be a stronger light. Did not we have the same dream? Are you going to repeat the past again? "
I repeat the past.
Humanity once again perishes.
Of course, if the drunks were to win and to die even if they died, Muoyong would change the past.
But······.
"I am not the light. It is not a dream either. "
"Do not you want to know yourself? I mean you before you came to the mystery. "
Bold!
Moyoung, who was taking steps, stopped for a while.
Before I came to the palace, I was myself.
Surely the name you are using now is not your real name.
I did not have any memories before coming to the mystery.
If you are not curious, you will lie.
Nevertheless, Muoyong shook his head.
"I do not want to know."
Now it was important.
Compensation I have made since I cleared my fir forest and returned to the past.
It is enough if it is a name without a name.
I did not need anything else. You can create yourself from now on.
And now Muoyoung was clearly in his own 'uniqueness'.
Only one that exists in this world.
Nothing else could replace Mouyoung.
The look of Snow changed subtly.
Smile, crying, but not a firm face.
"What do you want? Do you really want to be a shadow? "
"Why are you trying to cut my identity?"
"I saw all of you. So I can tell. "
Mouyoung laughed at the plot.
I knew the reason for the frustration.
Self-proclaimed Snow may well know Muoyou better than Muoyou.
However, it is a story about 'the surface'.
Snow does not know what kind of mind Moo – young lives every day.
I do not know how desperate and desperate it is.
Even breathing is often painful.
If you close your eyes, the old ones of the past are troubled.
However, Mouyoung never had to express himself.
As the saying goes, the past is important.
It is the past that made the current shouyou can not deny him.
But I could not make a mistake of forgetting to go forward.
So, Moyoung always looks forward.
I was concentrating only on running, pretending to be unaware even if I had to hold my shoulders from behind.
"You do not know."
This, Snow does not know.
But if you were to decide on one identity, there was one word that Muoyoung liked.
"I will not be light nor darkness."
Leading, not just evil, just definition of Wu Yong.
"then······?"
Snow shook his body and shivered.
Could there be light or darkness?
The world was born in those two. Of course, it is essential to base them on two.
One answer was slightly different.
"Absolute."
Aaah!
The wings sprouted.
Mouyoung had three pairs of wings.
White, gray, black wings from the top.
And now the three pairs of wings have begun to harmonize.
Before long, all three pairs of wings were gray.
It is not corruption but corruption.
Moo Young has just created her own justice.
Because of the power of Gabriel, Mouyoung never falls.
Seeing his wings, Snow cried out in amazement.
"please! The way you want to go is chaos! There is nothing at the end, nothing can appear! "
"Did you say you saw the future?"
Thoughts. Thoughts.
Mouyou walked.
If the way you want to go now is chaos, that would not be wrong.
But I did not like the tone of that assurance.
The future changes. It is not decided.
So, Mouyoue saw a problem.
"How about you in three seconds?"
"slumbers······!"
Sacks!
Mouyoung's body disappeared.
Then, the place where Moyoung appeared was just above the snow.
Before Snow even reacted, Moyong 's heartbreak broke his head.
What really happened in an instant. When Mouyou landed on the floor, Snow split the body in two as if the firewood split.
Took!
I did not need 3 seconds.
As Snow fell on the floor, Moyoung whispered once.
'The energy of death.'
But soon Muoyou had no choice but to make an impression.
It is because of the enormous energy of death felt on the body of Snow.
Aah!
Black smoke blew up from the body of Snow.
The blood seeped into the floor and made the pattern of the hexane.
Bart! Blah!
The ceiling began to crack.
Signs that the cave is about to collapse.
However, Muoyong was concentrating on the altar side.
'Is this your answer?'
Krrrrr. Cute aaak!
The floor shook. There were cracks everywhere.
Hell is like a token of a drunk. And Moyoung had seen the murderous system several times.
'The Star of David.'
Marks when drunks are summoned.
There was that sign when I entered the Temple of Guremori from the Blue Temple.
Snow has thrown his own existence into itself, inviting a very dangerous existence.
The fuselage is over 10 meters long.
Horn of red skin and giant goat. At first glance it resembles a dragon, but it dares to move.
Standing on both feet, the flames were hotter than hell.
Murayou seemed to know that existence.
'Diablo.'
The 73rd drink was born.
The ground ruptures.
It is like singing the end of the world as the sky turns red.
72 All the drills of the left felt the violent soul.
I knew the emergence of a new drink.
At the same time, Diablo was able to see how devastating he was.
I can not mix like water and oil.
Diablo was going to destroy everything.
In the process, of course, I had to hit other drunks.
Baal.
He was the first drunk of the left, sitting on a giant New Horizon and 'seeing' it for the first time.
Took. As I knelt with my fingers, a black lightning bolt popped out and struck Diablo.
Bury it!
The lightning bolt had a diameter that covered the mountain, so Diablo, who was hit with a direct hit, could not help but wobble.
But it is fine.
Took. Took. Baal knelt two times.
Then the same tsunami hit the world.
The tsunami swallowed Diablo.
I ate everything around it neatly.
Great aaa!
But Diablo even broke through the tsunami.
I climbed up and spread red wings.
At that moment, the sky became more red.
Quirreleur lur!
Soon many fireballs poured around like rain.
Everything was burned, and the flame was disturbed by the eyes of Baal.
Even hell fire can not be opponent.
Diablo's flame was a very pure source.
When Baal tried to knock three times, Baal suddenly disappeared like smoke.
“······.”Baal closed his eyes.
As if nothing happened.
* * * Only 10 minutes or so.
Following the distant black lightning, the tsunami, which seemed to cover the world, was all evaporated by the flame of Diablo.
All that remains is the land that is burning infinitely.
Mouyoung wiped out the wreckage.
'Baal.'
Murayou was able to notice that Gaara was attacking Diablo, the 73rd drunk.
There was nothing else that could be done in a place where this attack was not seen.
No one has ever seen Baal, but his attack was daring to say "extraordinary."
One of the big cities was hit by a single attack.
'Baal attacked Diablo.'
Muoyou noticed that fact.
72 The Baal, which can be called the true king of the left, moved.
That would mean that the appearance of Diablo was against his planting.
As soon as you notice it and attack it.
'Admiral.'
Suddenly the word came to mind.
How to defeat poison with poison.
72 I have placed a superpowers in order to control the drunks of the left.
However, after experiencing Diablo for a while, Muoyoung had no choice but to put his head down.
Even if Diablo can control his drink, Diablo is destructive.
I was able to feel the will to water this world with my own fire.
'It's extreme.'
Moyoung looked around.
In the place where Mashin appeared, the fate remains.
It is called the star of David, and it also leaves the trials related to the drunkenness.
The stairway to the bottom of the altar came into Mouyou's eyes.
There was light there.
In the place where the body of the snow was exactly, all the black light leaks and the last little light flows into the stairs.
The spine! Rinse!
The beautiful and cradle elephant who was hiding in the hair of Moyong responded.
The spirits of beautiful and cradle wanted to go down the stairs.
'Is there something there?'
The world was burned into flames.
The flames of Diablo made the skin burn by just being on the side.
I do not know what's in there, but …
Moyoung slowly moved his foot.
As we continued down the stairs leading to the altar, another large temple came out.
It was a magnificent appearance as if it had been made in advance.
There were statues of Diablo standing all over the place.
"Suck!"
At that moment, Muoyong turned his body like a top.
It is because someone tried to rush to the moon after behind.
The neck was cool.
The throat almost flew away as it was.
There was not even a difference of 0.1 seconds.
Suddenly I gained my grief and looked back at the opponent.
"Diablo has the spark of the source, and the reward will be beyond imagination. Do not you covet? "
The opponent who made the clichés said peacefully.
But as soon as I saw him, Mu Young was thrilled.
I ran as it was.
"Wong Chenglin ····!
Answer Dance!
There is no need to talk between the two.
Shadow, Wong Chenglin appeared.
In the memory of moo – yong 's memory.
How could I have a conversation?
It is indeed the enemy that meets on the bridge.
Moyoung waited for this moment and waited again.
Wong Cheng lun stopped when Mouyoung emerged.
But he was bare.
Instead, his hands were shining white.
'Minority ball.'
It is a technique to tighten hands more than anything. When I do Daesung, it shines like me white.
Mouyoung also learned in the past, but did not achieve the dream.
Shirley!
Wong Chenglin laughed and laughed.
Zheng! What a shit!
It was a violent collision.
Wooyoung 's sword cuts the collar of Wong Cheng' s neck.
The black jeans worn by Wong Cheng-nin were shaken in jeopardy.
"indeed······! Do you think my attack is obvious? "
Wong Cheng – nin was a small admirer and scouted.
Mouyoung's attack was not all that bad.
When the horns sprouted, it was not the collar but the skin.
Wong Chenglin's movements were all over her.
It is a matter of course.
I have seen it for decades but I do not know.
In addition, the ability of Moyoung now exceeds the past slightly.
In the past, did you kill Wong Cheng-rin and kill him now?
Worse!
One arm of Wong Chenglin flew in the air.
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