Lightning didn’t fall from the sky – 12
Rungken’s charge was destructive and aggressive. In one step, the heavens and the earth are turned upside down and the clouds shake. Running in a straight line, Lungken faced hundreds of armed troops honestly.
The Guardians of Thunder fought in groups, just like weak humans do.
Weave squares and connect each other with alchemy. Right after the magical power flashed, it instantly became a huge wall with 30 humans made of bricks. In the meantime, a window through which current flows suddenly rises. Bangjin, which has been handed down since ancient times, was introduced to the world by fusing with alchemy.
“That should be enough!”
Lungken hit all his things while building a light source.
The window is broken. Body breaks steel breaks
The wild boar beastman’s charge was several times stronger than that of a real wild boar. The blades of the spears were broken, and the grips of the guardians who could not overcome their strength were torn. The 30 squares reinforced by alchemy are gradually pushed back.
Of course, Lungken isn’t all right either. The blade of the spear is stuck in the body, and the forehead is hit and blood is flowing. It is covered in blood like a hunted animal and has a terrifying appearance.
Nevertheless, he is smiling. As if even the pain was a pleasure.
One of the Guardians of Thunder murmured.
“Monster, monster… !”
Lungken smiled, showing his teeth as if he was happy to hear that. He aimed at the Thunder Guardian he called a monster and threw his head back.
Then, with all his might, he threw a headbutt.
The headbutt of the wild boar beastman became a huge impact and made a crack in the square. A crack once formed spreads out of control. As Lungken rushes between them and shakes his body, the square shatters and the humans fly in all directions. If something is broken, that’s fine. All the unfortunate guardians in front of Lungken died instantly.
Lungken roared, covered in blood.
“Yes! I am a monster! You guys are not enough to kill me! More! Is there anything else–!!”
Turning his head around, Lungken happened to spot a huge shadow approaching him.
It is a mount made by remodeling the Juggernauts of rundown lords. Its size and presence make it unmatched by an individual, but Lungken scratched the ground in excitement.
“Shoo-woo-ja-!”
Lungken charged his armored car without thinking. The ironclad driver was perplexed. It’s crazy like beating a rock with an egg, but if it’s an enemy’s madness, there’s no reason to stop it. The guardian was flustered, but drove the ironclad even harder.
Kooung. Elder and Juggernaut collide. Blood splatters and iron dents. Of course, Lungken was the one who was pushed out in the first encounter. Even the Elven couldn’t withstand the power of the Juggernaut. Blood gushed from his muscles, and Lungken’s legs buckled bizarrely as he burrowed deep into the ground.
“Ku, uh, ah-!”
There is no way that common sense can withstand it. However, sometimes common sense is there to be broken.
Lungken shouted and gave strength. Let’s endure until we crush our bodies… Gradually the Juggernaut slows down. As the blood flowed and Lungken’s body became red, its power grew stronger.
At one point, Juggernaut completely stopped. The lifted wheel spins. The Guardians who were piloting the Iron Armored Vehicle were stunned by Lungken’s incredible power.
“Blood covered… ! Is it this much… !”
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The Juggernaut without a round ball could not even produce half of its original performance, but it still used the power of thunder. It’s not a tool for dealing with humans in the first place. It is a heavy equipment suitable for cutting down trees or digging the ground.
However, Elder was more like a phenomenon than a human being. Just as a mere human cannot deal with a Juggernaut, a human cannot deal with an Elder. Truly a superhuman beyond human… No, it’s a different creature. Thunder Guardian murmured in despair.
“… If there are three of them. Why.”
The Blood Weaver Kabila cut the doll’s back. Inside the small doll, bone needles were tightly packed. Kabila shouted, splitting the needle between her hands.
“Did you think that Cloud Village was fine until now because it was so good?! hehehe. Stupid things have to be appropriate to be cute! That’s why you can’t use it when livestock have a high nose!”
Blood Weaver, Kabila makes dolls. The materials she handles are bones, blood, and flesh. Shaped and filled with blood and darkness to create her doll.
The most powerful power of the founder Tyrkanjaka is to create followers. In that sense, Kabila is the vampire most similar to the progenitor. The power to create and manipulate her family is because there are no vampires who can follow Kabila.
“The reason we didn’t pay attention to the nations was because the blood was filthy and tasteless! You’re rated 4! Food waste that is not enough to dispose of right away! Even if they knew we were beyond the fog, they called an angel?!?!”
Kabila screamed and threw her bone needle. The death that Lungken created, the bone needle that fell on it melted. Scattered blood unites through bones to form a shape. From the dark red blood, the naturalized skull rose viciously.
All those bones were once her servants. Even in death, he becomes her servant and fights.
“Dragon disease! Kill all the obstacles standing between me and my sister!”
The ten dragon soldiers moved in unison.
Only ten. It is a pitiful number to say that the Elder, the fear of the world, is in charge. Even those who cannot handle qigong are inevitably weak compared to the main body.
“Don’t be afraid!”
One of the guardians courageously jumped into the dragon soldier’s arms. I grabbed the ribs, dodging the dragon soldier’s bone saw with a paper gap.
Alchemy did not necessarily develop in the direction of making harder substances. Guardians of Thunder also learn combative alchemy and study how to weaken their enemies. To them, the family was a good prey.
The dragon soldier’s ribs shattered in an instant. Good structures are generally similar, but bad structures have their own reasons. The Guardian of Thunder, who easily destroyed the dragon bottle, proudly shouted.
“Not being able to distinguish between the outside and the inside is just an ingredient for alchemy. Everyone, approach and crush it!”
The Guardians of Thunder charged against the Dragon Soldiers. It avoids the bone saw and clings to the dragon bottle. There are Thunder Guardians who are attacked, but they were able to save their lives thanks to the active help of their colleagues.
When the dragon soldier was swept away and collapsed, Kabila, who had been watching her, stretched out her hand as if tuning in.
“Stupidity is good fertilizer. Come on, dragon soldiers. Time to harvest.”
And a dark and terrible black magic took possession of everyone.
The Thunder Guardians, who were hurt and withdrew, pressed their arms hard to stop the bleeding. Although blood was flowing, the extent of the injury was minor, and he was scheduled to return to battle immediately after the treatment was finished.
I did… The injured guardians shivered with chills running down their spines. Searching for the source of the chills, they found blood still flowing.
“Blood, blood….”
“Don’t stop….”
Blood flows. Blood, which is food and a source of power for vampires, drains from humans. A little drink came out of the body, but the owner changes.
If you can’t control your body by learning a cold ball, you’re just prey. However, those who fall under the general rank of the military are not that common.
Victims with a single wound collapsed absurdly, and their blood flowed into the dragon bottle. Broken and broken dragon soldiers resurrected with blood, and their numbers increased among themselves.
Cried Kabila, quenching her throat with her blood.
“A virtuous cycle of blood! This is the farm of the new generation!”
Thunderstorm didn’t move. No, I couldn’t move.
I know the war situation is unfavorable. So I wrote my hand. If the Ureawheel’s defense function works, it might be able to gain an advantage against that Elder.
You won’t be able to kill him though. Just as it is several times more difficult to capture than to die, it is almost impossible to capture those who do not die.
There… A presence far more dangerous than all the other Elders was right in front of me. Red blood ball Valdamir tilted his head when he saw the thunderstorm blocking his way.
“Wasn’t he trying to send me a message?”
[…] Why do you think so?]
“If it weren’t for that, wouldn’t there be no way my subordinate would be facing me while he was dying?”
Of course, it was to pass the time, but the red blood ball seemed to think differently. Woorehoeju said.
[“I couldn’t have anything to say to a vampire. I am standing here because only I can deal with you.]
“Interesting.”
Uraehoeju flinched at the slightest movement of the Red Blood Ball, but the Red Blood Ball did not pay attention and just slowly swept the greatsword down.
“Even though the heavenly gods openly demand sacrifices, they won’t deceive you with lies. How could you be so wrong?”
[Wrong? That would be an appropriate decision. I’m the only one who can stop you here.]
“Oh.”
Uraehoeju thought while preparing to respond at any time.
The dangerous thing about the Red Blood Ball is that he is clever. He uses his natural strength, accumulated experience, and excellent political acumen in the right places. Intelligent beasts are more fearsome than anything else.
Her role is to keep him from joining the other Elders. Uraehoeju judged so….
“Come on.”
The Red Blood Ball raised his greatsword. Red speculation flows from his body to the greatsword. As he prepares to strike, the thunderstorm confronts him, pulling out her thunderbolts and scattering them.
Her thunderbolt is what draws the power of the city. It must be an opportunity now to use speculation in attack.
Punishment falls on the Red Blood Ball. Lightning strikes randomly through his body. His body trembled. In the white-stained field of vision, the Red Blood Ball slowly lowered his greatsword with trembling arms.
“Blood letters.”
The waterfall of clouds split in half.
Distance has always been the biggest obstacle for qigong masters. Even if you could put a qigong on your weapon, if the opponent got away, you had to suck your fingers while holding the weapon in your hand.
Red Blood Ball overcame its limitations in an extraordinary way.
The blood scattered with power transcends space. Red blood is blood. A part of the body of the Red Blood Ball. What he thought of as sword skill was himself tied to the blade of the great sword.
A skill that can only be done by a vampire. Humans caught in that trajectory fly away like garbage.
If you get caught in your arm, your arm will be cut off. If it touches the leg, it cuts the leg. The sharpened blood cuts the human body and creates wounds, collects the blood flowing from the wounds, and builds up more momentum to rage like a storm. A new blood cloud rises inside the Cloud Falls.
Hundreds of body pieces were swept away by the red waves.
-And Thunderstorm saw the slash that missed her and slaughtered a human. Did not avoid The red blood ball intentionally didn’t put her in her tracks. Like teasing.
[This evil-!]
“Do you understand now? You can’t stop me Even if I am stopped.”
It was right to tease.
Receiving Thunderstorm’s attack with no resistance and killing Thunder Guardians on the spot. It was purely to prove it.
It is different from the way of thinking. Beyond the tension and fear, they felt a distant feeling as if they were staring at each other as they stood on the other side of a gap that could never be bridged.
“Let’s get back to our previous topic. If I have nothing to say, I will go to my business.”
None.
There is no fear of death, and there is no hesitation in killing. Even though he killed dozens of people on the spot, he remains calm as if he did his job. It’s a tragedy that hurts to some, but to them it’s just a clerical job.
We will not be able to understand each other for eons of time. The only means of communication are blood and fists.
[You bastard, vampire–!]
An enraged thunderstorm rushed in. She moves like a thunderbolt, grabbing and dragging the ground with her thunderbolt wings. In the blink of an eye, the thunderstorm came running near the ball of red blood, grabbed her thunderbolt tightly and swung it.
[I will kill you–!]
Her words were cut off in the middle. Snap. Because the arm of the Red Blood Ball accurately grabbed the head of the thunderstorm that flew by.