Chapter 702 – Episode 702 3rd Irregular Meeting Minutes-24
Epic exploded a fingernail-sized spark, burning a 200 meter radius.
‘But even legends do this much. The problem is…’
The problem was that the triple defense of underground magic defense, orb’s firearm immunity, and barjet’s blink was pierced.
The firepower is too strong.
Don’t give it a chance to write again.
Having made up his mind, Jiha jumped on the table and drew his sword while swinging it.
Write it!
But it cut through the black air. It wasn’t even penetrating.
The moment it touched Epic’s neck, the mass of flesh burned away and let go of the underground attack.
Can it be cut by swinging a sword against a roaring fire? Even if it is cut, it is only for a moment, and the flame will only burn again.
Roaring!
As the flames entwined around the underground sword, it spread along the blade.
As soon as he tried to swallow the hand he was holding, Jiha quickly threw it away.
Chaeng-Geurang! The blazing sword quickly crumbled and turned into a lump of charcoal.
The underground sword was a first-class sword. Except for the Dirga weapon, it is a weapon that is indispensable when it comes to robbery.
It was a weapon that worked well for Legends, the Snow Queen, and Cheonho.
However, while trying to cut Epic, it was burned in an instant.
Epic, Amarilla looked at the basement with an expressionless expression. Her basement looked at her too.
In the confrontation phase, the underground was aiming for a gap in Amarilla’s movement. Still, her head kept counting.
One opponent with her fist if no weapon?
It seemed that if he tried to harm Amarilla’s body, he would have to be prepared to burn her. And if you cut it, that part will turn into flames and shed it.
‘Ice flower… Does it work?’
If it was the ability obtained by biting the Snow Queen, and the ability to be wary of the pirate empress, it might work.
The problem is that if it doesn’t work, the underground body will burn.
I asked Epic while looking down into the basement.
“Why are you fussing, human child?”
“…”
“With this sum, I would have known the difference between you and the original woman. She needn’t be particularly ashamed. You are overwhelmingly strong among the lives that have her destiny, but this woman has surpassed her destiny. No matter how much you hone your swordsmanship, you cannot cut through fire or wind.”
“My tongue is on fire. Were you scared?”
“You’re looking for her original daughter’s weakness.”
Amarilla did not succumb to the underground provocation.
Amarilla nodded her head slowly.
“Yeah, good. Blazing life If you want to go crazy, do it. If you want to lead an army and compete for supremacy, come. I will fight the way you wish, underground.”
“What kind of wind blows?”
“Anyway, neither you nor the king of the night can defeat you. You can’t stop Rise.”
Lyse?
Amarilla’s face blurred the moment she put it in her mouth.
She was such an expressionless beauty that the change was evident.
“Bonnyeo is generous. All life is a dying flame, and you must have the freedom to choose how it fades.”
“Then take a generous hit and go!”
She prepared to go underground and threw out her fist with the blade of wind wrapped around her ice flower.
But as Amarilla’s face burned again, her subterranean fist cut through the air.
Her basement glared at Amarilla with her fist outstretched.
Amarilla asked expressionlessly, half of her face a blazing flame.
“Are you satisfied now?”
“No, I will be satisfied with cutting your throat.”
“…”
Wink.
Suddenly Amarilla laughed.
“Then take on the challenge, young life, resist Lyse with burning passion.”
Roaring!!
Leaving those words behind, Amarilla’s body burned and disappeared.
It really disappeared like smoke.
“…”
Jiha, who had been staring at the spot where her opponent had just been sitting, came down under the table.
“… Go, did you go?”
Barjet asked, unable to breathe properly.
The basement silently nodded.
Legends were overwhelmingly strong beings, those who dominated the space around them.
Jiha had already defeated the two, and the Pirate Empress was also confident of catching them the next time they met.
But Epic was surpassing even that legend.
“I’ll catch you next time.”
“Hey, let’s go back. Let’s go back.”
Bardget grabbed the arm of the basement and was restless.
She too had her hair and her skin was quite burnt. Her underpass was similar when I looked at her own condition.
“Don’t die like this. We clean up the fire scene first.”
“That was already gone by Mr. Yegrina. Or she tells someone else to take care of it. Let’s go back to headquarters.”
“Pick it up…”
If necessary, it is enough to recover the body with high-speed regeneration.
Barzet instantly lit his twin wicks.
“Oh really! When someone speaks, listen! First of all, what to do with the wound! The opponent was not even an ordinary person. What are you going to do if you have any aftereffects?”
“…”
“Listen to me just this once! Yes? Please!”
The sentence is pleading, but the voice is barak barak. Seeing her basement bewildered, she blankly shut her mouth.
She even yelled at her and said she didn’t know why she was so excited.
She said, “Okay. Go back at once.”
Michael, who will be at the scene of the fire, sends additional uniques to organize it.
Red Union Command.
Underground was treated by Syrel in the head office.
The reason it wasn’t an infirmary was to avoid people’s eyes.
Examining her subterranean skin in only one pair of underwear, Sherrel concluded:
“It’s a light burn. The treatment is over, I’ll see you in a day, but you’ll be fine. Maybe.”
“Okay.”
“… That is a diagnosis as a therapist.”
Sherrell sighed and looked down her basement.
“What were you doing that hurt you? You can’t get hurt like this, right?”
If magic is used, it has resistance to fire and cold.
Such full-body burns were literally only possible by rolling around in a sea of fire.
“I played with fire.”
“…”
“Just know that.”
The fact that Epic came to Warris is a top secret.
Sherrel watched her basement for a while, then reluctantly nodded her head.
“Okay, once the treatment is done, there won’t be any problems.”
She asked as she put on her basement clothes.
“How are you?”
“… You ask very quickly. What can I answer?”
It’s been quite a while since the underground returned, but it was the first time he met Sirell.
And it was clear that Sirell was contemplating how to treat the underground. Because he was embraced by the underground.
He only behaves like he used to when dealing with him as a therapist, but he was at a loss as to how to treat him otherwise.
“Be comfortable when there are two of you.”
“OK got it. Anyway… In my opinion, it won’t be much of an issue. You’ll be clean when you wake up.”
“Okay, then go to work.”
“What are you talking about. I have to stand on duty today.”
Cheryl was dumbfounded.
“What if something goes wrong with you? I’ll have to keep waiting.”
“You just said it would be fine with your mouth.”
“This, bo, three. Underground. Seed.”
Sherrel pronounced each letter separately, then she grabbed the cheek of the basement abruptly.
Is it a new treatment? As the basement stood still, Sirell sighed.
“If a person called the gunman suffered something like this, everyone would roll their eyes. What are you going to do? Don’t you know that thousands of bureaucrats, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and tens of thousands of ordinary people under you are only looking at you?”
“Know.”
“If you know, don’t scare people. Everyone will freak out if you damage just one of your hairs.”
Now there are too many people who live underground only.
There were too many people who couldn’t imagine what would happen next if something happened to Jiha suddenly.
“But when a person like that comes with full-body burns, everyone is surprised or not?”
“This is confidential.”
“… Isn’t it heartbreaking to see people like that? If something happens to your body, everyone will suffer greatly.”
The basement suddenly asked.
“You?”
“… Other people say Like Uben-sama or Narsha-sama.”
There was considerable hesitation on Cheryl’s face as she put Narsha in her mouth.
She knew that Jiha had many women, and she knew what Narsha’s festival meant.
Sherrel shook her head as her basement went blank.
“Anyway, I’ll be on duty today, so you know! Call me right away if anything happens! More!”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Enough! After all, you will get paid for working overtime.”
Cheryl deliberately made a nasty noise and left.
It must be because he is confused about how to treat the underground.
After Cheryl got out, she immediately opened the door and the women came in.
They were Yegrina, Gasiel, and Barjet.
As the three women stood in front of the desk, Jiha spoke briefly.
“Report from Yegrina.”
“Firefighting is over. The culprit was Michael, but she escaped.”
“Next Gasiel.”
“We are working with Werewolf Man Common to settle public sentiment. It is not easy because there is so much property damage and loss of life.”
Barjet was taken aback when the basement looked up.
“I have nothing to report.”
“Then why did you come?”
“… That’s why I came here because I was worried.”
“I ate too.”
Bar Jett cried as the underground kicked her tongue.
“Why do you say that? Aren’t I worried about you?”
“Think about the feelings of the person you are worried about. How can you only think of yourself as a child?”
“…”
Barjet was stunned and speechless.
She graciously accepted and sorted out the situation.
“I knew everything. Everyone, work hard and bring Narsha.”
“I am waiting outside.”
“Then all three of you go out. Bring Narsha.”
The three of them, Yegrina, Gasiel, and Barjet, looked at each other.
The bizarre atmosphere of not wanting to leave before the opponent, wanting to stay until the end and talk to the underground, knowing that, the underground spoke again.
“All three of you, do your best to catch up.”
“…”
In the end, all three had no choice but to swallow what they wanted to say and leave.
Profit.
Then the door opened and Narsha entered.
She is Dirga with light pink hair. She is a beautiful woman who boasts a tall figure with her small body and feminine proportions.
It’s just that I have such a bad personality… Narsha, who came in now, had a very complex face.
“Do you want to be angry with me?”
“…”
It was the tradition of Dirga to sit side by side with Narsha and receive her blessing.
“Since I suddenly left, the other Dirgas must have said something they didn’t want to hear, saying they were thinking of you. And some dirga will refuse to bless me because I disregarded their traditions.”
“… Why did you do that? No, no. I know you have reasons for that.”
Narsha said it herself, but she denied it herself.
That’s because I don’t fully understand.
“The blessed work resumes tomorrow.”
“… What?”
“I have no weapons.”
Underground raised both empty hands and showed them.
The sword he used to use was burnt and disappeared while trying to cut the Epic.
When Narsha couldn’t answer right away, Jiha succinctly pointed out.
“The Dirgas are angry and say they want to go back, right? Or they refuse because they think I am not qualified to be an assistant.”
“… That, yes.”
“Take care of yourself and make it quiet.”
The basement said calmly.
“Show leadership as a unique.”
Now is the time for Narsha to be reborn properly.
