Published at 4th of February 2022 11:59:20 AM

Kei-ying!

A sharp noise spread as the mana sphere gathered in the grasp rotated. The grey lobes immediately recognized the magic and hurriedly unfolded the shield.

Under the dark night sky, the sphere of the station stream was shining like the moon.

A thunderbolt struck the sphere. The lightning was constantly hitting the shields of gray lobes.

Originally, it was impossible to penetrate the protective membrane of gray lobes due to the power of the Plain Plain of the Ming Dynasty. They are also great wizards.

However, the power of the station stream was the problem.

The tight-knit protective barrier was shaking as if it were about to collapse.

Also, lightning was not a means to break the shield, but to disturb their vision.

Paz, Pajit!

The epilepsy that hit the protective membrane was scattered, disrupting the eyes of gray lobes. Because of this, they could not easily grasp Jean's movements.

[Crying!]

The bio-golem leapt toward the gin. Each one has considerable strength, but it is meaningless if it is not touched.

When lightning was converted to oppressions, the bionic golem lost its balance and slowed down.

Jean did not miss the moment and sprayed the sword in all directions to make them six at once.

Close-up battle that made it to the ranks of the supermen, magic operation that would not cause any sense of incompatibility even if called the Magician right now. Such a gin could not be a threat to such a gin like this.

"Is this Joe's work, too?"

asked Jean, concentrating the mana of the weight against the grey lobes.

A cold joe.

Rolt Joe's brother and the head of the Dark Wizard's Council, he was creating a golem called "Master" that mimicked the Ming dynasty.

It's a crude biogolem compared to a master. You must have sent me this stuff on purpose. To conceal that the terror was the work of Kinselo.'

Gray lobes agglomerated mana without answering.

Jin had a separate question.

How did you make this large number of biogoles? It's for simple consumption.

There are about three hundred biogoles in this plain now, and the biogolems we saw earlier in the Geomhwangseong Fortress were sure to easily go beyond work.

At the minimum, more than 10,000 people were used as a material for biogolem.

It was even very likely that that wasn't all.

'Someone is helping the supply and demand of Kinselo.'

It was a difficult number to supply and demand Kinselo itself. Meaning there exists a patron of at least the uppermost empires, or more than the kingdoms.

When the headquarters of the Dark Wizard Society was located in Oterium, it was Kinselo who managed to supply 1,000 units of humans using the Holy Land.

'I'd like to capture them alive if possible, but they're not sloppy enough to hand over information to torture. There will be suicide measures.'

Yay!

Before I knew it, Jean, who had flooded the shields of gray lobes, struck the sign.

The gray lobes were blinded by lightning and did not recognize the moment when Jean attacked.

The blade bounced off, but the shield was broken. Fragments scattered, and the rest of the posturing Jean pushed the sign into it.

A familiar sense of the flesh and bones hanging on the edge of the knife was conveyed. What Jean stabbed was the shoulder of the wizard at the front, after which other wizards were singing attack magic.

It was two mana rays and a glacial sword.

Avoiding the mana rays, the glacial sword spread out the sword. The blood spattered as the broken piece of ice scratched Jean's cheek.

But then the gray lobes, stabbed in the shoulder, met their lives. The sword, which had been struck by an ice blade, was his entire body.

'There are three left.'

The hood came off when the dead grey lobes fell.

I've never seen a wizard like this before, but I've never seen him before.

It was not known whether Bubar disguised himself or was a wizard who was active in the dark.

The sphere of the station stream was spinning faster and faster. The wizard, who unfolded the ice sword, bowed down with blood, and the other two again maintained their shields.

The reaction of the mana reflux is coming.

I thought I could end the fight without difficulty. It is true that gray lobes are excellent wizards, but as most of the world does, they were also unfamiliar with the fight against Ma.

It is impossible for even the top fighters to control the distance in close combat with Jin.

Far from it, there could not be much the wizards could do against Jean. Without reverse, they might be able to widen the distance through other magic, but maintaining the shield did not give them a chance to perform other magic.

Bio golem kept gin in check, but every time they managed to get stuck, they were swept away like leaves.

"Cuck, big!"

The other two gray lobes were also falling into the mana backflow. Not to mention the gray lobes, even the gin would lose its fighting power sharply when the backflow began.

"Why do you look so embarrassed? You didn't know this was going to happen. I thought you were ready to die."

The Great Wall was in turmoil because their attack was "terrorist."

Gray lobes, giant mana, and bio-golem were not weak. Small and medium-sized countries could have dealt a blow close to extinction by themselves.

However, it is impossible to face off against Geomhwangseong Fortress, which has Ron Heiran.

If they had come head-on, not terror, they would have come to Ron's sword before it even reached the planet. Ron would have been swept away by the knights of the High Ran without having to appear.

Aside from the background of Beemance, Hai Lan was one of the most powerful families in the world.

Shayak!

The right arm of another gray robe was cut off when Sigmund drew the trajectory. The edge of the knife was just off because of the shield, and the fact that he's about to die will not change.

Jean was becoming more and more relaxed, while wizards were constantly on the defensive.

Even the mana of Yeokcheon was now at its peak.

Wrinkles were forming in the hands of the wizards revealed through the gray lobes.

It is a common phenomenon when forcing backflows to be blocked, and even a short time later, the whole body will shrink and blood will pour out of all the holes in the body.

Veradin's guards at the back had turned white as they watched Jean fight.

It seems somewhat distant that their main forces should compete against such a human being.

There also seemed to be some kind of friendship between the Lord and the Qin, but the two were eventually Luncandel and Jipple.

It was because Jin handled the wizards here, and suddenly changed his mind, and there was nothing strange about pushing the sword at the Lord.

On the contrary, the common sense of the guards was that Jean had the advantage of Veradin and of killing them in many ways.

Although he came to save Veradin on Ron's special mission, Jean is far from Runkandel.

There was no need to carry out Ron's specialization, and the opportunity to kill the next household of Zipple without any witnesses was a chance that would never happen twice in life. There's even something to be overwritten.

In fact, if it were the other Looncandel, there was no one to keep Veradin alive.

As if reading the idea, Veradin made eye contact with the guards.

"Jin isn't that kind of guy, wait with peace of mind."

Pajigit!

Now, whenever lightning struck, gray lobes screamed.

Even if he was hit by a protective shield, he could no longer withstand the shock.

The grey lobes are being driven to death only through peacetime and magic, even without having to perform the Ming-gum season or the jumping machine.

The grey robes breathed heavily as if they were about to fall.

Jean was staring at their shabby shield with cold eyes.

It was time to finish.

But the moment you stepped off to cut off the breath of the grey lobes.

Jean looked back in dismay.

It was because I felt that powerful and familiar energy was spreading out from the back.

Currrr....!

At a moment the whole area was brightened with a shriveled light.

The scenery you can see around, the Black Star.

There were thousands of thunderstorms. It was no match for the tidal wave of thunder that Jean caused in Looncandel, but as far as she knew, it was of a scale that could not be explained by the 10-star magic of blitzkrieg.

Above all, it was not magic that formed the thunder.

"The power of the brothers...!?'

The strongest combat species in history, the power of the Ming dynasty.

The thunder that was beating the Black Star certainly resembled its strength.

It was subtly different, but it was similar enough to make even Jin misunderstand.

a master of art.

The two letters that come straight to Jean's head.

"Is the cold Joe's master finished? Even if it's finished, I thought you sent me other failed biogoles to hide that it was Kinselo's work.!'

Kle, Kleckle!

With the sudden change in the situation tingling in the back of his head, an unpleasant laugh came to him. The sound of laughter from the mouths of dying gray lobes.

"Monsters like you used to make little of what we've been doing all our lives....

"So we decided to be monsters, too. "You, born as a monster, will not understand your desperate determination until you die."

Wizards were loosening up the gray lobes that were covering their bodies and faces. When their bare bodies were revealed, Jean had no choice but to swallow her breath without realizing it.

It was because they had a jewel similar to a "gwang heart" embedded in their chests.

"You would have hoped that this power would be entirely your own, Runkandel's 12th rider."

"A new world opens. There will be no place for you to stand there!"

When the jewel in the heart of the sorcerer's heart gave out a glow, Jean clenched her teeth.

It wasn't because the "brain" that wizards are pulling up had unexpected power.

a feeling of displeasure

An unbearably terrible displeasure that I felt when I met unfinished masters in the Oterium in the past.

Jean's expression was distorted with anger.

"Ha."

No matter how much the jewel in the hearts of wizards resembles the optical heart, or how powerful the power in it is.

The power they had was, in itself, a phony that insulted their brothers.

"You scumbags......you're way over the line."

As if it were not worth watching anymore, Jean rushed in and sigmunded.

Kang!

They punched out the signature with their fists, showing a different level of physical ability than when they were covered in gray robes.

So they thought they could beat Jean, but the next moment.

Quasik!

Jean also grabbed the head of the wizard at the front with her bare hands.

When he clenched his fist, his head was smashed and scattered everywhere.