Ending Maker

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Paragott thought that the entrance to Frost Anvil was only one Great Gate, but it wasn't.

There were several holes.

And one of them.

The moment I came out of the vent, Judas and Kordelia's eyes became sharp.

I stabbed myself in the nose after a dark bloodline.

The bodies of so many monsters that covered the snow in front of the Great Gate were no small feat.

Fortunately, it's near Frost-Anville where the temperature is low. If it were any other place, I wouldn't even be able to breathe because of the rotting smell of corpses.

And the Devil stands.

Standing Cidiot with his swords outstretched, as if guarding the Great Gate.

On top of the skin-dry body, the black skins were lined up to form like armor.

He nods slightly as if he's fallen asleep on his feet.

Though the restraining spell on the head of the Devil's hand was broken, it did not give him complete freedom.

Until the ritual broken by the Devil's hand was restored, it led to the death of all those who stood around the Great Gate.

And across the street.

As Judas expected, there were those who would become allies.

“Is it sealing · · · · unfolding? ”

Judas nods at Kordelia's question.

Six wizards dressed in the robes of the Crusaders were guarding the Seal camp about ten metres from Siiot who stood still.

But it was only a matter of time.

Furthermore, even that time seemed to be short.

“The flag of Erl Hresbelg. ”

Following Kordelia's voice, she looks back and sees a small mosquito standing on the ledge.

Four knights and thirty soldiers left by Earl Hresbelg.

Instead of saying Moore, Judas closes his eyes one time.

Given the general arrangements of Earl Hresbelg and the Crusaders, it seemed that he had already suffered considerable damage, as expected.

“Join us.”

In Kordelia's words, Judas nods.

Technically, the Devil's hand was here because of Judas and Cordelia.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with the two of them because they were also victims, but they were not free from responsibility at all.

Hunt demons.

Take him down.

The path to a perfect happy ending.

And that was the moment.

“It breaks.”

Kordelia said as if it were a coincidence.

It was because I sensed a slight shift in magical power that felt momentary.

And soon after.

Jude attacked Cordelia. You knock him to the side and let him lie down. At the same time, the atmosphere howls.

Kordelia's expression was accurate.

As if the glass had shattered, the space between Siiot and the Crusaders collapsed. The moment the invisible wall is destroyed, Cidiot swings his arm.

One day.

A massive catastrophe has divided the space.

“Get down!”

Someone from the Crusaders shouts. The knights shouted, "Moore," but not everyone responded.

Two of the Crusaders near Siiot have lost their heads. The soldiers are so far away that no one has lost their lives, but most of them are frightened and unable to move.

The seal of the Crusaders is broken.

Sidiot has resumed his work.

At this time of year.

No, thank God.

If it had been before Jude and Cordelia, all that would have been left would have been slaughtered!

“Here we go!”

Judas told Cordelia, who was underneath him. Kordelia responded, and Judah became a storm.

Twenty-four winds.

Cordelia unleashes her power, following Judas along with the storm!

“Ahh!”

Kordelia sings.

I vomited.

Siiot reacts to the power of the wizard who destroys the horse. The man trying to strike a second time looks back at Cordelia, and the storm hits him like that.

Demon Ciiot.

It was nothing compared to Mine Paragott.

Its physical power was truly wondrous.

Sidiot looks at Jude.

A long torn pupil, like a cat and an animal, caught Jude between her yellow eyes.

“Hayes!”

Kordelia shouts. Judas dodges the second attack that Cidiot swings from the vicinity. If it wasn't for the Heist of Cordelia, no matter how fast you tried, you wouldn't be able to avoid it.

“Hayes!”

Kordelia opens the Heist in a row.

Overlapping was poison.

Not only did he put a significant burden on Judah's body, but he was also unlikely to be able to adapt to the speed so quickly as others.

And so it was.

Judas was not Cordelia.

It was hard to adapt to an instant acceleration.

So Jude did the math.

Your own body.

Movement.

Speed.

The trajectory you will draw!

Jude dodges the Siiot attack at peril.

A smile spreads across his face, and Cordelia shouts again.

“Don't just watch! ”

The spell kicks in at the same time as you shout.

Dozens of magical missiles storm towards Siiot, and the Crusaders awaken to Kordelia's cry. They turn to each other and begin to chant Moora's spell.

And the heavenly body glowed.

Thanks to Judah's calculations, I have adapted to the speed gradually faster.

The operation was simple.

Narrow it down.

The Cordelia or the Crusaders somehow slow down Theot's movements.

Then Judas himself strikes the restraining technique into his body.

“Kahahahahaha!”

Sidiot bursts into a sharp smile and starts swinging his arms at the same time.

He deliberately climbed over the Great Gate, and more than ten attacks tore through the space where he stayed and crashed into the Great Gate.

Kaka-kak!

A few deep lines are drawn on the thick, hard Great Gate, no matter how sharp it is.

Judas stops breathing. Even the exhaling and vomiting movement was luxurious to Judas now.

I focused and focused again.

Awakened with the opening of the Gate of the Old Sky Gate, Oh Seong gave Judah a wider and more sensitive sensation.

What frightened CiCidiot was that the scope of space insulation was enormous.

It was not good to keep my distance. It's because if he blows up the insulation in a row, it's inevitable.

So we fight in the vicinity. Create a situation where only one attack can be avoided at a time.

The order of the Crusaders has been completed.

Dozens of gold chains spread out toward Siiot.

Once again, space insulation.

Sisiot tore the space apart several times as he rotated his body, and the golden chains broke as well.

But it was effective enough.

Sidiot turns around. He fires his weapon somewhere other than Jude.

I'm so full of it.

Too short and short a time.

But there was someone who could dig it up.

A black blade crosses the room in Cordelia.

Stretching out at the right time, it digs out the corners of Syriot.

And it exploded.

It wasn't Cordelia. It was the result of a magical explosion surrounding the entire body by Cidiot.

The air shook. Kordelia's black blade was shattered, and the crusaders and soldiers standing far away were devastated by the aftermath.

Kordelia grips her teeth.

As soon as the blade was shattered, you were able to withstand the rebound of the magical power that had been conveyed and complete another spell.

The power gained by absorbing White Saw's Stable.

It can only be used when you meet an opponent in the eye.

My eyes met.

Cidiot shredded a black blade.

I've figured out who flew the Black Blade with the Devil's Magic Detection.

As expected.

The moment that Sidiot's eyes met, Kordelia's blue eyes turned into snakes' eyes.

It unleashed the power of Mayan, who once belonged to White Sage.

“Aah!”

Kordelia screams. Blood poured out of my eyes. But Kordelia doesn't feel her eyes. I endured it forcefully.

And as a result.

CiCidiot has stopped.

A very short moment.

But it's a lot longer than the moment I turned around to take the hit.

A fan.

A thunderstorm strikes. A golden flash flashes through the Power Fist, engraved with ritualistic paper.

“Jungkaterino Cisiono Girvanstone. ”

Jude says, his fist touches Theot's chest as he recites the long and true cry.

Kordelia finally closed her eyes. He collapsed, covering his eyes with both hands.

But he couldn't take the hit.

I looked at Judas with a dazzled face.

How?

“Like this!"

Judas stretched out his hands with an unfavorable answer. You raise your hand to the golden light of the Redemption Ceremony engraved on Sisiot's chest and shout again.

“Jungkaterino Cisiono Girvanstone! ”

“Ahhhh!”

Sidiot screams. The golden light swallows him up, and the horrific magic he wears around his body shrinks in an instant.

Judas swallows his breath. I pulled my fist and shouted.

“Cordelia!”

The crucifixion was fierce. It was shortly after the restraining ceremony that Siiot did not respond properly. His jaw twists, and Judas has a streak of brains. He taps his whole body and shouts again.

“Cordelia!”

It was a call.

And then Cordelia responded. I still reached out with my eyes closed. Kordelia's ability to sense magic, which is a Witchcraft state, was comparable to that of a lesser demon, even now.

Detects magical power.

You put magic in it.

The black blade once again crosses the space. I dug into Cidiot's back as he was being beaten in a mess.

“Khhh!”

Sidiot screams. Then Judas pulled both fists.

The art of crucifying.

Make the cross in both hands.

Double the power of the cross.

Cross your fingers.

Good. But it didn't stop there.

Like Cordelia, Judas took advantage of the new power.

Yin and yang.

The cross of the right hand emits a musical note.

The cross of the left hand was lifted.

“Oooh!”

Jude's lamb fist is inserted into Theot's chest. The two crosses dig through his body and explode in it.

Kwaga Gaga River!

It was nothing compared to Manuela's cataclysmic incantation, but the sheep and yielded more destructive power than a double cross.

“Cough!”

Euder was also not fine. Her arms were red as if burned, and a lump of blood flowed along her lips.

But it was enough.

The Cidiot is no longer in motion. A white ring appeared on Judas and Kordelia's chest.

“You got it? Did I hit you? ”

Kordelia, who was still sitting with her eyes closed, stuttered and asked, and Judas wiped the blood from his mouth and counted the rings of light.

Jude herself is five, Cordelia is four.

But Judas was a man who knew that it was a white lie.

“Yeah, I hit it. You got it.”

“Nice! Dead end! Magtaya!”

I guess you like it.

When Judas felt a strange strangeness in Kordelia's happy face, he turned his gaze again.

I was sick of seeing the new titles, but I had to deal with them first.

Knights of the Crusaders and Earl Hresbelg.

One of Erl Hresbelg's charming knights shouts as he looks at them with his anticipated face.

“Euderweil! Cordelia Chase!”

Judas nods.

Because he was right. We were going to reveal ourselves and continue the story.

But the article wasn't finished yet.

“Holy shit · · · No, no! Fantastic couple!”

“Huff! Really? ”

“Those are the couples?! ”

“Fantasy, fantasy. You told me to be careful. ”

“Ah, a vision. Yeah, fantasy. ”

What kind of conversation is that?

And do you mean Lucas?

Lucas?

What the hell are you talking about?

And a couple of assholes. What the hell is that?

I warned you to be careful. Are you often confused?

“Hmmm, I'm Earl Hresbelg's knight, Phil Liner. ”

The chief of the knights came forward, and a woman came out of the Crusaders to see if she was in a hurry.

“I am Joan of the Crusaders. ”

Phil Liner was a big knight who looked like he was in his early thirties, and Joan was a woman in her late twenties who had a golden hair that was unfortunately single.

“· · You know, the Euderbilt. I'd like to start with my fiancée and talk to her. ”

The Crusaders were also victimized. Both of them needed time to clean up first. Judas rushes to Cordelia, and one of the knights who saw him once again says,

“Of course a couple of centuries can't live with each other · · · · · · ·! You're right. You're right. ”

Lucas, what the hell are you talking about?

Judas looked forward, suppressing the urge to look back, and soon he could see Cordelia expressing embarrassment with both hands on her face.

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