SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

white lion.

(2) 2.

'B.' I saw a drop of water falling on the blade.

'It's raining.' All the images of the water droplets sliding and flowing slowly were reflected to me moment by moment.

Because I raised the aurora all over my body to increase my concentration, the speed of my heart and my senses were far higher than that of an ordinary person.

Tuk! I put the auror on the blade and hit the water drops.

My red auror wrapped around a drop of water in an instant.

Should I call it a coating, this? The drop of water plated by my auror, I just struck it in the direction Uburka was standing.

puck! Red drops of water hit Uburka's cheek.

exploded Like a child throwing a water bomb as a joke.

Red paint dripped down one of Uburka's cheeks.

My blow, which could have been avoided, was accepted by Uburka as a pleasant joke.

“Now, even if I try to show off that my father’s Auror training is at the extreme, it won’t be very exciting.”

Uburka grinned.

“Mixing the aurora into the water droplets on the blade, allowing the sadness and resentment of the aura to permeate, finally, the drop that Abby threw at me was not just one of many rainwater to be washed away, but something filthy, grunting, and someone else’s.

seems to have to help.

It becomes a single drop like that.

that's awesome Auror’s astonishing feat.”

“Uburkaya.”

While exchanging feelings for each other in one small workshop, I completely made up my mind.

Gongja Kim's habit of intervening when people are awkward and trying to bring out the fire somehow, Gongja Kim's habit of trying to bring down the favor of a stranger somehow, etc.

I threw away the shells that made up myself, one by one, and focused my whole mind on [the church members].

The person holding the sword in this place is the Minor of Macheon.

“Do you think I made it?”

"What?" “Raindrops are just a bunch of moisture that can't hold its weight and fall off.

There is no reason other than physical action.

There was just water, there was just power, there was just gravity.

So there are just raindrops.”

Master.

I passed on to my church members the story of what I heard about snowflakes when I was taught by the head of the Magic Church.

“In such a case, I put the human circle and anger into an auror, and made the water droplet into a single projectile weapon.

The enemy is not natural because I mixed mine with something that wasn't originally there.

So, isn't it really magic tricks with an auror?" “……”

“But, son.

You were wrong.”

To Jeongpa, the land is the land.

To imitate the earth is to transform the man himself into a single piece of soil.

But, what does land mean to the devil? He is an enemy who has to dig his nails to bury his sister's body.

In fact, it was so quiet that day that he made his younger sister stand out from the leader.

He, his parents, and even his parents' parents have been working so hard that they don't belong to them.

He is a motherfucker who hides in the landowner's books forever and ridicules and makes themselves aware of their insignificant life.

swordsman.

I passed on to my descendants the explanations I had heard from another of my teachers.

“I am not a mixture of mine.”

“Then whose ones did you mix?”

"people." All the resentment and resentment of the people living in the world gathered to form the sky, and it is called the Demon Heaven (魔天).

“I am the small teacher of Macheon.

That agent.”

So the mixed emotions are not mine.

I dare not say it is mine.

It belongs to someone who once existed and will one day exist.

it's a disappointment it is han hate “This is the Demon’s Sword!”

I swung my sword.

Thousands of red rains flew horizontally at once.

what i took What to keep.

what to act on.

Such precious things were shot and slammed Uburka from side to side.

bang… … ! Uburka was swept away with an unbelievably loud roar, a sound that could rather be called a scream.

And the jungle shook violently.

3.

Birds could not fly in the drenched forest.

Instead, the branches shook and the water droplets on them flew all at once.

"indeed." In the middle of it, Uburka said in a pit of meteorite carved in the middle of the jungle.

"indeed.

Was it?”

Uburka laughed boldly, bang! both fists clashed “If.”

Uburka got up from her seat.

With a body whose contours flickered with rainwater overturned, the white giant smiled, revealing its pure white teeth.

“This time, let me show you our world.”

Meanwhile, the rain continued to increase.

This was the wettest jungle on the continent, so rain was the daily routine of this season.

foxy.

rainy season.

fog and rain.

A swarm of piranhas ran wild in the nearby river, and freshwater eels bitten them sharply and swallowed them.

It was raining heavily in the jungle.

-Ooh, in an instant, the jungle was engulfed in a low water mist.

The river flowed under the mist that could not be seen even an inch ahead, Occasionally, the piranha jumped from the water and disappeared back into the misty waters.

Below, the sound of the flesh of the fish being ripped apart was heard.

-Ooh, the base of the palm tree is engulfed in fog.

The trees under the cover seemed to hang in the air for a moment, and they seemed to hang from the sky rather than the ground.

It is like a temple pillar carved out of wood by a sculptor to worship a certain god.

Hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of trees were enveloped in fog, turning the entire area into a temple of shady fog.

And from the bottom of the mist.

Half-covered by the palm trees that had become pillars of the temple.

With me as the center, and encircling them tightly, the Asuras were burping ooh, ooh, ooh, deep.

'indeed.' I looked up to the sky.

I realized that those dark clouds were not just rain clouds that were blown by the sea breeze.

Kururureung… Lightning flashed between the clouds.

The dark clouds rolled over and swallowed each other's thunder.

'For some reason, this child of Uburka didn't apply for a one-on-one duel, and wanted to attack with a herd of dogs...

… .

Wasn't it talking about having a match against the Demon Heavenly Gods (魔天神功) instead of the Demon Heavenly Father?' The moment I realized it, the sound of rain was already coming from all over the jungle.

-right! right! right! Ugor! Ugor! Ugor! right! -Kerukke, whoa! Kerucke, ooh! Kerucke, ooh! - Ugor! -Kerukke, whoa! Kerucke, ooh! Kerucke, ooh! - Ugor! The designated tribes smashed their weapons into the ground, smashed palm trees with their fists, and struck rocks with their soles, waking up the sounds of sleeping in the forest.

It was a wild rhythm.

Through evolution, they became Asuras, and all their auras burned red.

“Kerke! right!" As one of the designated tribes hit the barrel, the auror relentlessly rumbled the insides of the tree.

The palm tree became a gigantic instrument, howling loudly.

woohoo! Koo! 'Good.' Fog is the invisible and untouchable wall that separates this world from the other.

So the rivers under the mist became the escape of hell, and the place that springs up from the mist became the earth.

But even the earth is covered by a mist, so what can we lean on on this earth? 'Great.' leaning palm trees.

The palm trees languishing in the sky through the mist are the only places to escape from the sea, so they are all temple pillars that sing of the grace and glory of the gods.

Small animals in the jungle, snakes, squirrels, and spiders were all taking refuge in palm trees.

Macheonjinbeop魔天陳法.

extraterrestrial law.

Hoeunhyeolmu灰雲血露.

It's not even finished yet.

Even though it was just raining and sprinkling a thick fog.

Now, this space has become a very [unfamiliar stage] by the designated tribes.

“It’s a hearing word.”

I marveled at the sight of Asura's magic spell being cast.

"beautiful." above the sky.

The gray sky spreads low, low, with dark clouds.

On the other side of the cloud, a thunderstorm is about to strike, and it is swallowed up by the next cloud, and again from the other side of the cloud, a thunderstorm comes down.

under heaven.

An infinite mist covers the jungle.

The flowing river, the rocks in the river, the rough bushes, and the worms that chirped under the bushes.

Everything is hidden in the fog.

They now only secretly squeal.

The appearance of bedbugs, birds, and beasts cannot be seen through the mist, only sporadically passing by as a disturbing shadow from time to time.

jirr...

Cree, … Kiki...

talent… Creepy...

Bowl… beep...

inaudible noise.

The cacophony of shadows.

"......." My vision is only the sky spread out with dark clouds and the ground covered with ink mist.

Between the half-lowered sky and the half-high ground, the palm trees lined up, bent over, dangling with difficulty.

"haha." I lifted my sword lightly and patted through the fog.

The darkness of the fog did not disappear at all.

Rather, a darker gray came and formed a river of fog.

'This is no ordinary fog.

I made it with an auror.' After digging a little further, the fog is now starting to take on a reddish-blood color.

The colors of the Aurors that the designated tribes were pouring out were exposed.

“The fog is enough to cover the entire area… .

You are paying the price of eating Ki-ryong as a special meal.”

Blood dripped from the mist cut by my sword.

It flowed like a stream in the gray mist, and it grew redder wherever it flowed, and before long the fog that covered the ground was dyed bright red.

In an instant, I fell into another world.

“Is this my refuge?”

"no.

Abby.”

challang.

Stepping on the river obscured by mist, and making a sound more like the sound of a bell than the sound of water, Uburka came closer to me.

“This is our origin.”

“The origin?”

“Ugor.

In the beginning, when we opened our eyes and looked at the world with our delicate eyes, the world we saw was just this.”

Uburka looked around.

“The sky was not blue.

There was no reason to look up at the blue sky.

For us to be interested in the sky, it had to rain first, and the sky was always gray when it rained.

Therefore, to us, the sky was nothing more than strange lumps that were always covered with dark clouds and burping out indigestion lightning.”

“The land? The land is terrifying.

We do not know which beast will harm us.

Even the smallest bugs are strong enough to poison our children.

A place where demons large and small wander...

An unknown beast roars from afar, and the grown-up who said he would come back by night doesn't come back for some reason.

why? I do not know.

don't know anything I don't know why the beast roars and the grown-up doesn't come back.

Because the world only doesn't know.

It was enveloped in a thick fog.”

"......." "Just sometimes." Uburka is the world of the beginning.

I looked around at the gray world, where gray was infinitely connected up and down.

“I have something to hang on like that palm tree, so I just leave and find a place to hang.

If he saved me and became a home for my family, then it is a god.

We were nothing more than wanderers, navigating between hell and beyond in search of spirits to hang on.”

I smiled slowly.

“Raising you here was not so easy.

The only words I knew how to speak were water, sky, and earth… … ." "Ough.

The world we see is like this, how many words do we need?" It's raining.

Even though it was Asura's aura that brought in the dark clouds, the rain water from the clouds looked gentle.

It was rain.

I took a few sips of the rain with my mouth wide open.

It was cool.

A much cleaner spirit than the old aurora washed my body.

Wet: “If you stay here, nothing will happen.”

Uburka said, "Abby, Abby loves us.

There is no one who doubts that love, among our designated people.

But isn't it hard?" “What’s hard? That’s right, it’s going to be tough right now in front of this group rout….”

"Since Abby brought us out of this primeval forest, so many things have happened.

There has been development.

There has been conquest.

There has been defeat, and all races have been taken into slavery.

I can't imagine that there will be no dead." "......." "Those who died by torture, those who died by mistake, those who died from bad luck, those who were speared to death while resisting the Sanwa, dressed in gladiator's clothes and made fun of mere spectators Those who were killed, those who died while escaping, those who died because they could not escape…”

Silence passed.

“Isn’t Abby feeling responsible for all of this?”

A long silence passed.

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