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[11th] Global warming

I was expecting quite a bit.

In the western continent, the lord fed the warriors tasteless Parisian cuisine, but the other continent would have been fine.

But what does this crook mean?

The spirit Boris summoned by my call was naked and naked.

Normally summoned dressed in a change of my level, but today I removed clothes specifically for the warriors who want to see the sights.

Tr a n s lated by Jpｍt l .co m I was very responsive as expected.

“Hiic?! ”

“Skill?! ”

“Oh, my God. ”

Boris' perfect physique astounded the warriors again, watching her abilities.

And this surprise soon turned into fear.

Pull--

T ransl a ted by jpm tl.ｃo m The feathers of the widespread wings shoot in all directions.

I wish I could block it with superhuman reflexes, but unfortunately there was no way to stop the feathers with the cardiothoracic effects of Swordsmanship ZZ.

Because the spirit of the heart is on my side.

“Ugh?! ”

“Huff?! ”

“Ahhh!? ”

The feathers are embedded in the bodies of the warriors staying in the south.

The elves who used to manage the dam run scared and scared, and the gunned warriors float on the hot tub like dead fish.

In fact, it has nothing to do with me whether those warriors charge in or make love to a woman.

But….

“I can't afford this mess. ”

Occupational illness was a problem.

I couldn't help but feel the definition of a MAX class warrior when I saw evil.

This interference is a waste of time. Following self-satisfaction with nothing materially beneficial to me.

I understand that with my head, but my body is a problem. I couldn't endure the injustice. I was covered in blood.

Tr a nsla t e d by ｊp ｍ t l .co m “Drug warrior. Why don't you just tell me frankly that you don't like the way your buddies play? ”

The first spirit in Nam Tang, full of screams and cries, was stifling.

“What would a spirit know that doesn't believe that justice is still alive in the world? ”

This is a sacred purification.

A noble task that leads to the resurrection of unscrupulous souls.

Many fantasy novel characters that I read as a cultural citizen and literary boy on Earth were the same.

After the rebirth of a pathetic human being who fails to adapt to society and commits suicide or is killed by a truck, he acts like a completely different person.

That's what I'm trying to do.

“May you be a great warrior when you are born again. Molang.”

I prayed with my body soaked in the hot tub of their blood.

No one has yet noticed that I'm the culprit.

I was in a hurry to escape, but Boris' stats were overwhelmingly high. There's never been an absolute strongman on the continent who obeys an underdog's orders.

The handsome men who saw 49 warriors killed in an instant fled the dressing room. Some tried to climb over the fence of the outback...

Phage job -!

“Ahhhh!?! ”

T r ansl a t ed b y Ｊp ｍ t l .c o ｍ “Ahhh!?! ”

The magical trap set by Slaias, the Ice Dragon King, cannot fulfill his wish.

I'm alone in the hot springs that have just been cleaned up.

No, there was a warrior who did not miraculously die.

“I knew it! You're strong! Job's changed, but I'm sure of it! I can tell! You're the only one in the world who can smell this fierce frenzy like the Demon King! Right? River, Han, Su...! ”

Luke, a man of blood, cried out to me.

The rest of the warriors were naked with only one towel, but Luke didn't have the portable armor that Factoria developed.

Slightly dodges a fatal wound.

That means he wasn't weak enough to be hit by a broad area attack on a tidebringer.

In Luke's confirmation question, I shrug.

Do you really need to answer that?

Puck! Puck!

“Cough-?! ”

If you didn't die on one feather, you could have stabbed two.

That's when I thought, "Oops! ’I wanted to.

“I forgot to ask you where to start when I die. ” T r a nsla t ed by Ｊp m t l .co ｍ

I want to make sure I'm reincarnated. I tried to kill you, but if it's all the same to you, why don't you just shut up?

But I didn't worry.

There are a lot of people to ask.

“My Lord, excuse me.”

Fondant.

Boris breaks free of the White Wings summoning. Then I sat down with my butt close to mine.

Leaning on your shoulders with pointed heads.

Throw the spirit of the heart out of the water and play with your hands!

“Well…. ”

I don't know how to make fun of you.

Of course, there seems to be an easier effect of blood flow by immersing yourself in a hot spring and speeding up the circulation.

How long has it been?

Flash!

A space shift occurred in front of my eyes.

How long has it been since there's been a commotion? I was a little later than I expected.

The girl who appeared like that shouted.

“Who! The one who killed the warriors in my sacred territory...! ”

White hair coming down to the knees, white eyes like snowballs, unrealistic breasts that cannot be defined by the word "mature"...

A young girl's outfit and glamorous accessories were also characteristic.

“Quiet. I can't concentrate. ”

I frowned as I was aiming at her gates drenched with hot spring water, holding her lumbar spine between 4 and 5 lightly at the back of Boris standing with her legs slightly spread out on a barren tub.

“Hmmm... ”

Boris, who crouched his torso vertically, shot the interventionist apprehensively.

“Hiic?! Poetry, Poetry, what are you doing in the holy hot spring?! ”

“Don't you see? ”

I'd like to keep going, but the prying eyes seem to calm me down.

I placed Boris' crooked waist. And from costumes to fur to skin to eyes, they all checked the white girl's abilities.

Race: Ice Human

⁄ Level: 9999 +

⁄ Occupation: Protector (Protector Damage )

⁄ Skill: Freezing ZZZ Fluid ZZZ Magic ZZZ Resistant ReflexZZ...

Status: Transformation, fury, confusion, protection

Less than five major catastrophes, but the skill structure still goes well beyond the usual categories.

The tribe is human.

But that's because of the transformation.

What she really is.

“Slaias the Ice Dragon King. ”

A greedy dragon exclusive to the centre of the Antarctic.

“You seem to know me. But I don't know who you are. I remember the faces of all the warriors summoned to the Southern Continent in detail, but I've never seen one so bold as you. ”

“Why do you think I'm a warrior? ”

“That spirit on your head. ”

Slaias, the Ice Dragon King, points to the first spirit.

“Oh! Ice boy. You remember me, yes! I am the world's first noble spirit. This body is not just a light-hearted spirit following you around. ”

“The First Spirit. Why would a noble man like you follow a man like that? ”

Slaias, who was throwing a half-word like an arrogant girl, politely said to the first spirit.

This is the party stature of the First Warrior.

If you live on the continent of Fantasy, you should respect it.

The reality is far from legend, but I cannot deny the accomplishments and accomplishments of my colleagues in senior 1.

“I was bound by this warrior's body and mind. ”

“Hey?”

This fucking spirit? You have to be straight with me.

“I see. That means you're not worth saving." Ever since I killed the warriors I cared for. ”

Slaias twitches his right hand slightly.

Tsk, tsk! Tsk, tsk!

Arrows that look like icicles appear in the air, and they shoot straight at me and Boris.

But I didn't avoid it. That's why I was confident that the attack wouldn't touch my body.

Boom!

Like this.

“Cough?! ”

A hot spring springs through the solid floor and smashes the small body of Slaias, the Ice Dragon King.

It wasn't a spirit or Boris.

So am I.

“Long live our warrior, chairman Bow."

It's a beautiful homeland patriot.

If you want to come at me under the sponsorship of the world's wealthiest large corporation, "Space," you have to raise your luck first.

Otherwise, it will be like that.

Wudang Tang, Qadang, Cheol Purduck.

The steam-hot spring water hit Slaias, who was born with the ice attribute.

Highly capable?

It's not universal either.

For example, a high stat doesn't mean you don't need a spine. If you work too hard, your waistdisk will come.

To endure the body of a lightweight girl, the physical strength of the spring water was strong and imagination was not very good.

If it was guarded, it would be different.

“What the... ”

Slaias, the Ice Dragon King, was surprised that the thermal spring floor made by his heart's work was insolvent.

And I'm not in the habit of missing these gaps.

Summoned Sword Nuclion.

And a leap.

A new ability to manipulate stats was also miraculously utilized by the great master, Molang.

Race: Ice Human

⁄ Level: 9999 +

⁄ Occupation: Protector (Protector Damage )

⁄ Skill: Frozen ZZZ Hibiscus ZZZ Macroscopic ZZ Recoil ZZ...

Status: Transformation, Confusion

You have not touched the 'Freeze’ skill that determines your identity, but you have corrected all of the core skills of Slaias the Ice Dragon King.

The dragon may have been in trouble, but the dragon is a dragon.

She's naturally defensive. I set up a wall of ice to stop my approach.

Tsk, tsk!

But the wall of ice broke by itself.

The skill was switched to the wrong type and could not be maintained.

“What the hell?! ”

The paladin Newclion slashes the unrealistic chest of Slaias the Ice Dragon King.

This is not child abuse.

A noble act to punish a perverted razor-lizard pretending to be a young beauty.

I didn't give Slaias the chance to adapt to the sudden reversal of his stats.

I don't know if I can adapt.

Core Combat Skill has been transformed into a misfit of non-mainstream subsidiaries. Even though the combat strength has decreased by about 80%, it should not be an exaggeration.

Physique, phage...

But it's not permanent.

The first spirit was not hostile to me, so the skills changed were maintained, but Slaias the Ice Dragon King was fiercely resisting.

along with a huge system on the continent of Fantasy.

Five minutes at the most?

But it doesn't matter.

He turns into a human girl and catches a weakened dragon by himself. 5 seconds is enough, not 5 minutes.

“Search. Slalory the Ice Dragon King, possessed by old age and hypocrisy...! ”

The Five True Catastrophes of the Antarctic Fantasy...!

Not every fairy homeland, the Southern continent of Fantasy, has ever been a desert.

However, the temperatures rose and desertification was rapid.

The scourge, Slaias the Ice Dragon King, who wanted to take over the vast territory and ‘act strong’ like Nyvius the Great.

I noticed this the first time.

▶ Curious: How?

That's a very good question, miss!

I wanted to return to Earth quickly, but I gave up on persuading my colleagues to play in this hot spring and moved alone.

With incredible wisdom and sacrifice, we defeated the Five Great Catastrophes of the Southern Continent, the Flaming King Phoenix.

This is the problem right here.

The Southern continent's body temperature has only dropped one degree.

▶ Humiliation: Strong Cadet. Then, are the five plagues not sinful?

The Flaming King Phoenix is just a helper.

The real plague is impersonating the girl who went right in front of me.

The principle of air conditioning. The heat was not brought down, it was moved out.

“Search. The culprit of warming...! ”

This dragon is more harmful than Freon gas.

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