Episode 129 – 44. Desperation (3)2017.08.26.
There is a saying I once heard.
Never cross unless you know the bottom of the river.
I met Mamoru Miyamoto again.
Lv. ??? [Miyamoto Mamoru]
still The difference between me and that person.
I couldn’t see or know the bottom of that human yet. Even though I worked so hard and grew up.
What can I do? You can’t avoid it, so you have to cross it.
Although I have drowned several times already, I threw myself into the river again.
Well, this time, I had a burdensomely large boat and a black mat called Mine, so I should be able to cross.
“excellent.”
admiration? what?
Miyamoto Mamoru’s flat tone did not contain the slightest hint of surprise. A natural reversal that led to it, however.
“But I still think I’ll count more.”
admit. The author is still counting.
Because the three Bens and the author are qualitatively different.
“Is it really so?”
Maybe it’s because of magic, but isn’t it worth rubbing now? I have an objection to do. Of course, if you win, it’s not the guest, but the mind.
Still, it’s a last resort. What to do when everything doesn’t work.
Ahhhh, I stood right in front of him, quietly chewing on my abilities.
big.
He was about the same height as me, but his prayer was as expected enormous. At this time when the memory of the heavenly horse has faded, the author is definitely the man who gives the most intense impression.
It would be best to postpone the direct determination of the s*xes until the very end.
Miyamoto Mamoru looked at me silently, then said with the same attitude.
“Certainly it still seems that way. I count.”
“Well, that’s okay.”
I revealed this and acknowledged it right away. Then added right away.
“I still win.”
Even if it’s not me, if anyone else wins, they win in the end.
Mamoru Miyamoto stared at me while standing awkwardly, then quietly raised his thick eyebrows.
“By the way, are we spherical?”
Of course it is spherical.
Since this bondage started, is this the fifth or sixth time, excluding the rounds where we haven’t met at all?
“An eye that says you must kill the enemy general, an eye that harbors something more than that. The reason is?”
“Does this situation need a reason?”
“Listen to it and if you like it, you can die.”
die? It was the funniest thing I’ve ever heard, but I replied.
“We still have a lot of work to do.”
“Tell me. what kind of things it is.”
“There are just too many of them, enough that I can’t even die at will.”
“Is that all?”
only?
“Queue. Yes, that’s all.”
“Then I can’t die either. Because I have one thing left to do.”
one thing
I’m curious. That’s one of the authors.
“The best in the world.”
His blood-soaked lips trembled as he indifferently vomited out the reason.
“I came to check it out. Am I really the strongest person in the world? Because the land of Dongyeong was too narrow for me.”
A snort of laughter comes out of nowhere.
Is it just like that? Are you following the order of the person who ordered you to massacre countless civilians for just that reason? For that reason at all?
A harsh chill seeped from Miyamoto Mamoru’s eyes as he looked at me.
“You are definitely not the best in the world. So die.”
“no.”
Maybe I don’t know, but there must have been a fire in my eyes.
“Even if I’m not the best in the world, I won’t die. did you tell me earlier? There’s so much left to do that I can’t even die on my own.”
“As I just said, I am strong.”
“What, didn’t I mention this earlier? I still win.”
“Funny. How do you plan to win? Listen and see.”
“Everyone has at least one trump card.”
“The trump card. Are you talking about the spider in the back?”
Yes.
For me, the boat to cross the river is the final goal and the last resort.
Even now, the limbs, no, the ten thousand years of man-myeonjiju, which has been running this way, stirring up the land and slaughtering the pirates.
The Sea of Blood, rainwater and blood flowed wherever he passed, forming a sea.
A terrible sight was unfolding one after another for the pirates.
More than half of the shinobi had already rushed there due to its terrifying power, and thanks to that, a temporary balance of power was established on this side.
The southern military unit of Seongsang-gye, Dongdu-sipsu, and the Moorim-maeng support troops fought on an equal footing with the remaining shinobi and the Byeoldong corps that had entered the territory.
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What if I joined there?
The charter will turn sharply in our direction.
‘If only Mamoru Miyamoto could be left out of this composition… … It’s a sure win!’
What are you thinking?
Miyamoto Mamoru looked at me with a look of unfathomable depth, then turned his head to look behind me.
Then,
bang-.
A large puddle formed at his feet.
Originally, when I met Mamoru Miyamoto, I had various plans… … .
What to do if you run into me first, ignore me and run straight to Seongsang-gye or your friends, or retreat to avoid the 10,000-year-old man-myeonjiju.
everything was no longer needed.
Thankfully, he charged himself at the ten thousand years old man-myeonjiju.
Immediately, as I had thought beforehand, I tried to jump on the juju and run towards the shinobi.
However, that plan did not come true.
far away,
Kwagwagwagwagwagwang-!
Because there was a huge tidal wave of mud along with the green mist.
It was a gigantic tsunami that would be enough for three wave heights alone.
Stones and shards of mud pierced the rainwater and grazed the sides of my feet. If the fragments are enough to fly to this place, which is a hundred feet away, what about nearby?
tell me what to do
scorched earth.
Anything made of cloth in the vicinity was crushed to pieces of meat.
The thrill of beating the three shinobi had already disappeared deep in his brain.
“Jen… … page.”
The object was right.
When he met Mamoru Miyamoto, the ten thousand years old man-myeonjiju revealed its true face. When fighting Nana and Wa’s henchmen… … He probably didn’t have to show all his skills.
Kwagwagwagwagwagwang-!
It wasn’t just me who stopped fighting.
All battles had stopped so naturally.
“Uh uh uh uh uh-!”
The rain stopped for an instant with the sonorous shouts of the Mannyeon Noodles that resounded everywhere.
sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
Why did the rain suddenly stop?
In fact, it was not because the rain had stopped, but because the feast of spider webs spread out like the Milky Way covered the whole sky.
“… … Nonsense.”
It was the recitation of a Japanese pirate who was about three chapters away from me.
It was a distance that could be cut by throwing a knife, but instead of throwing a knife, I agreed with the words.
No matter how strong [Magical Art] was, it could never produce such power.
A wall that cannot be crossed.
Now no one can deny it.
The fate of this war depended on the fight between the two.
bang! Kwak Kwa Kwak!
The sound of punching like a hwatan of a thousand years old cotton support. The mud that bounced up again from that one blow covers a radius of several chapters.
“… … A true natural disaster, in and of itself.”
Before I knew it, the constellation system was approaching to my left.
Soon after, Sa Goe-hae, Lee Si-hong, and Cho Ryeo-hye stood side by side on the right.
Then hook—the wind hit our faces.
Cheeks tingle. It was a tornado caused by the explosion of a poison bullet from a ten thousand years old man-myeon supporter. The power of rainwater carried by the wind is comparable to that of hailstones.
“Will this be okay?”
Jang Ki-hoo asked.
“What?”
To Sihong Lee’s question, Cheon Soso answered instead.
“I’m talking about the 10,000-year-old man.”
“yes?”
“Can we afford it?”
Jang Ki-hoo added an additional explanation this time.
“that. That monster scab.”
“It’s okay… … .”
It was.
Even if Mamoru Miyamoto dies and all the Japanese are driven out, in the end, that ten thousand years of human noodle supporters will remain in this land of Zhejiang.
Tosa Gupaeng.
The hunt is over, so the hound needs to be boiled, but how is it boiled?
Not just a hound.
I went to Alabongdae to ask how to do it, but he was the only one not present in the dead sea.
So, just as he was about to ask Soso where he went.
“come!”
rumble… … .
The sound close to a natural disaster that had resounded for about a day stopped… … .
Only the mud that covered the heavens and earth remained like a mist.
“Everyone get ready.”
I grabbed the soldier and quickly warned him about the 10,000-year-old face holder.
“The two front feet are used for rakes like a praying mantis, and the lower two pairs are used for punching and weaponry like human hands. And with the mouth it poisons and shoots poison bullets… … .”
“… … Nonsense.”
A thick voice from long term interrupted me.
I was about to ask what didn’t make sense, but I stopped asking.
Sakaihae, Sung Sang-gye, Cho Ryeo-hye, Nam Gung-geum, Won-geuk, … … Because everyone’s expressions were answering before they even asked.
The devastated faces with souls flying and hundreds scattered.
I slowly turned my head back toward the mist.
Bubbly.
What came out of the cloud,
“As long as humans are right… … .”
… … It was Mamoru Miyamoto.
That’s what I want to say.
What the hell, how and why? by what means?
My body trembles.
Even when I was killed by the Heavenly Demon, I didn’t feel like this… … .
I can’t stand it even if I try.
At the time, I was just devastated, but now I’m even afraid.
The results of my past efforts were so disappointing, and the author was so afraid.
Mamoru Miyamoto, who had reached the front of the ten chapters, spoke in a calm tone.
“It was a great spleen.”
Mamoru Miyamoto said while simultaneously lifting the lowered orange blade and the black sword that emitted a mysterious glow.
“It’s just that these two spleens were stronger in my numbers.”
Was that a sign?
The shinobi and Wa’s henchmen resumed their attack.
Everywhere fell into an abyss again.
“shit! hit!”
With me at the forefront, the enemies of the past, or traitors from the past, rushed all at once.
…..
….
…
..
.
“Whoop whoop… … .”
In the meantime, there were excuses.
The dominoes aren’t finished yet. I don’t have the last piece right. not ready The plan needs to be more elaborate and so on.
one now,
An orderly set of dominoes, a proper final piece, several stages of growth, a job transfer to [Mine] specialized in interpersonal warfare, and even an elaborate plan made by Alabongdae.
No more excuses.
Now I will be able to cover the last chapter of this long and lasting action plan.
Yes, it will, he said.
But… … .
‘It wasn’t.’
My head turned east.
Gifu’s decapitated body along with his shield, Soso with deep abdominal wounds, and a pair of lost arms of Daemong clutching an empty cancer cylinder are rolling around there.
this time to the west.
Pieces of torn fabric were scattered all over the place, making it difficult to distinguish even the shape.
Namgung-geum, who tore the whole area apart with a steel sword, and Mo Yong-baek-ru, who were struggling in their own ways, and Dae-pyeong-wi’s bodies were mixed together, making it impossible to tell who was who.
what about the south?
The brave man who used to attack with strong plum blossom scent in his chojingijang was now lying around as a corpse smelling of blood.
The Wongeuk, known as the Vajrapani Buddha from birth, was divided into four pieces and scattered.
North is… … .
There were dozens of fresh graduates, including Cho Ryeo-hye, and up-and-coming masters from Moorim University, such as Lee Si-hong.
Alabongdae, which joined late, was completely crushed… … .
Standing above it was Miyamoto Mamoru.
Eyes met with the guy.
For some reason, the tip of my tongue is sore, I am speechless, and my hamstrings are numb.
The author is a wall.
It is a wall that will stand there for thousands of years.
It is an iron wall that humans cannot dare to cross.
It felt like a cliff where a guy like me would die, die, heal and die a hundred times, turning his white bones into ashes and becoming a soul, unable to overcome even if he rushed at them.
Bubbly.
Despair narrows the distance.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were all torn on his pale complexion. However, the way she calmly walks on her two feet still seems to be enough to call it despair.
The bottomless river of despair.
squeak-.
It was the last on 3/10.
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