465 Episode 131. Those with a good hunch, those with a bad hunch (9)

I managed to twist the sword.

If he hadn't changed his orbit, the blade would have burned down Amela at once. I was relieved that Amela had been saved, but worried that Murakhan would be able to handle the business.

"Oh, my God!"

Indeed, Murakan was the guardian dragon of Jin. He understood exactly what Jean wanted even though it was all she called her name.

Whoo-wow!

Murakan threw himself toward Amela and quickly turned into his real self.

[I got the eyes of a snake, and now I'm telling you to take this, too!

Bang!

First, he swung his front foot and hit Amela to the back of the Prochi brothers and sisters. The body bouncing like a ball and breaking a bone, but it was quickly regenerated.

If it had reached the industrialization, it would not have been able to recover.

The moment she fell between the Prochi siblings, she instinctively realized she could survive.

Surrender, please stop.

It was no different why Amela said so to Jean.

Persimmon

He said, "You can't survive by moving your body in fear or trying to block it. If you ask for help like this, I think Jin will reach out his hand out his hand."

Her hunch was exactly right.

[Crazy Arcade!]

And Murakhan had no choice but to tighten his lower abdomen and shout frantically.

It was because Young-gi and Chung-hwa were spreading like tidal waves on the Bradamante. Now Murakhan had to take charge of Jin's up-and-down on behalf of Amela.

The dark blue energy colored the core of the tableware, the space where they stood at once.

The tableware, which was twisting around, was receding at a rapid pace, as the insects in contact with the light hid themselves somewhere.

That meant that Murakhan's business to be blocked was huge.

Murakan's amber eyes were blackened with spirit. Darker spirits formed a shroud than dark blue upflowers in the current highest level of spiritual liberation that Murakan can spread.

Unhwa tore the curtain so easily.

However, when the curtain was torn, it immediately opened up and blocked the flow of business.

[Ai, stop, please!]

Each time the curtain was torn apart, the fire of the upshoe was getting closer and closer to Murakan.

The rope is burning.

After quite a long time, Murakan was thinking of those five letters. No matter how great you are, you're past your prime, and if you're not fully recovered, you're going to get it right.….

A limp, a bow, has been bent. When I thought that I could be bullied by Missha under the pretense of treatment if I had no luck or recuperation due to at least serious injury, I struggled until the tip of my toenail.

Maybe you can have a happy and enjoyable time with a light or moderate injury, and with the care of a strawberry pie. Maybe I'm worrying too much about the little guy's fire?

As soon as I thought so, the more fierce business turned sour. I was dumbfounded with laughter.

It can't be. Without all your might, it could have been a blot on the history of the great Black Dragon Murakan.

(Murakan the Black Dragon, struck by the sword of his guardian object...)...was he the vanquished king of heaven a thousand years ago?)

(Kellyak Zipple's Hwa-ryong Kadoon's testimony, 'He's actually weak,' and the truth?)

(Gin Looncandel, as the contractor of Solderlet, severely punished Sooho-ryong, who was negligent, as if he were Looncandel himself, and took the order of hierarchy.)

(The twelve flagpole that toppled the guardian dragon on a single sword. Who is defending who? The world's countless guardian dragons, including the Black Dragon Murakan, should be alert...….)

At a moment, I remembered a future in which such ridiculous articles soaked the world in my head.

A life that has been reigning as a defeated king for more than 3,000 years, such a stigma could not be left. I'd rather die, I didn't want to live so embarrassed.

Young-ki's tent was now unable to keep out the fire. Fireballs poured through the torn tents, and Murakan had no choice but to take it away, protecting himself with spirit.

I tore my throat and screamed. As soon as the fireball touched the scales, terrible pain seemed to stab and scratch all over the brain like an awl.

[Chao-oh-oh!]

The black and heavy body was shaking to push out the fireball. The clenched teeth were also unsteady, and I felt a stream of cold sweat flowing under the scales.

The crumpled face was all the more grotesquely distorted by exertion.

I was convinced that it would be over if I took a step backwards at least once. Although she would never die, Amela would be ashes with no bones left.

"Murakan..."

Jean called Murakhan once again out of concern.

[Don't talk to me!] I can't concentrate!]

"Uh, I'm sorry!"

The energy used for industrialization was gradually being restored to the extent that deep internal injuries were not coming.

However, since the technology itself is so enormous and has been unfolded with all its might, it was no different from tilting the already poured glass again. A few drops can be sorted out, but most have already slipped out.

'Cock! A man worth this much, amelaine or something, grass...'... Now, hold on. What are you talking about?’

Turtle!

From deep down in the chest came a disturbing sound that seemed to break something.

It was near the heart. And Murakhan was not the first to hear this.

"Shi, the heart...…!’

A similar sound was made when the heart was broken by Themeer. Scales were on the edge of the assault anxiety.

But it was strange.

If there is a crack in the heart, the strength should be weakened rapidly, but rather, the feeling of spring is coming.

Like a spring that never dries up, or as if an oil field burst in the middle of the desert!

The power that was running close to stopping the fire was surging from the heart. The excitement and fullness of the spirit that rises from the heart and spreads all over the body, makes my back ache.

Is that old power?...are they coming back? The strength of your body strength!’

Broken near the heart was the work of his sister, Missha, whom he so detested.

In the past, when Murakan was treated, Missha had put some kind of safeguard in his heart. To prevent him from using too much force to his once-injured heart when the operation was successful.

At that time, Missha felt that the safety zone was 40%. It was judged that using more than 40 percent of the old power could ruin the heart that began to recover.

And just now, Murakhan has released one safety device heading for 50 percent. without one's knowledge

It was in the same vein that some of the "silbab" was removed when compared to recovering human wounds.

Also, the safety device was released not because Murakan felt so much of a crisis and forced to use force, but because his heart had already recovered as much as Missha had expected.

The 10 per cent difference is by no means small. Like a wall between ten and nine stars, like a sky.

Haha, hahaha!

Suddenly Murakan burst into a roar of laughter.

The tableware, which had already been withdrawn from the fire, was removed, and the core they were standing at, cracked like glass, finding the original color of the Gaifa archipelago.

So to speak, all sides are open and the sky is open.

The image of the giant Bubar, which stood tall in the middle of the central island and threatened the four major powers, is about to disappear.

In the first place, the giant Bubar had almost stopped moving since Amela was dealing with Jean, but now she is about to disappear.

And the laughter that vibrates the whole island horribly.

The four major powers, struggling outside, were surprised as if their hearts were pounding.

"This sound!"

"It is the voice of the Six Horsemen, the guardian of the family, Murakan!"

"You don't tell me, the youngest...…!”

The knights of Vigo and Looncandel opened their eyes wide.

"The Black Dragon Murakan? Jean Looncandel was here, too!"

"Captain, among the imperial wizards, contractors have told us to avoid black dragons if we encounter them on duty!"

"During the Black Kingdom, even the flamingos and the blue dragons of Jipple ran away in fear...…!”

The Beaumont crew freaked out, too.

"Wow, Wang Ho! Oh, I can't stand up because my mouth is numb!"

"You stupid red-hailing bastards, don't you wake up? Wang-hos! I'm sure our Baengnangs care about this...... Oh, what if even your big-name men are shaking!"

"You, too, will be rich, I'm sure, floating, shivering. Well, if you get close to that's......! Daughter-in-law, it smells like the Ming Dynasty! You have to run!"

The Kinselo's numbers, especially the Red-Ho, immediately appeared to panic and panic violently.

Unlike the Baengnangs, the Red Tiger has only good combat power and has a less warrior-like feel. It is also a race trait, but the Red Hoes had a more sensitive intuition than the White Rangs in fear and crisis.

"Ha, Black Dragon? Then... Jean... ...that Looncandel is here...….”

Finally, as soon as he heard the laughter of Murakan, the Zipple, among others, Miedor Elner, sharpened his fists with red eyes.

Who are Jean Looncandel and Murakan? He was the enemy of Muron Zipple, the most beloved brother in the world.

"Even the Dragon Theo and the Blue Dragon Laramacua ran into Murakhan and came back. We must retreat, the Mower!"

"Given the disappearance of the giant figure, it is highly likely that the substitute Amela has already been beaten by Murakan! The Seven Waves, I know I want to avenge the Mastains, but I have to step down now!"

I'm angry!

Midor set off the flames with mana.

"Seven Wires!"

"Fix it!"

The seven-horse tower wizards were in a mood to dry Midor, regardless of seniority or generality.

But there was only one woman who was laughing at such a Midor.

Midor, too, was only looking at her eyes, even with anger rising to the top of her head.

"......If Sandra asks me to retreat, I will."

"Hahahahahahahaha, the bastard trained well. Look at me in this situation, though, huh? Proud, very."

Her name was Sandra Zipple and Kellyak's daughter.

When Sandra was about to end up laughing.

Rumbling!

Suddenly, the earthquake that shook the entire island became even more powerful.

It was a phenomenon that happened when Murakan pushed out the "commercialization" that he was blocking with his body.

And he, like, unwitting his heart's safety, unintentionally.

He was flying into the sky with his shoes in his arms.

Moreover, the karma became darker, arguing and mixing with Murakhan's spirit, so there was not much sign of blue flames.

[I am, Murakhan!]

exclaimed Murakan, throwing the business he had possessed to the ground.

People had no choice but to mistake that it was some kind of technique that Murakan unfolded in the first place, not Jin.

"Dodge..."

"Wanghoes again, no! Get back behind the top warriors! Begles take care of the enemy lakes!"

"Protection, shield! Come on!"

"Damn it! A shield that clumps up!"

The four major powers were shocked to see the commercialization thrown by Murakhan.