Episode 548: Weak Meat Strong Food (9)
this war.
If the goal was simply to win, there were many easy ways.
Although Russia's power could never stop Roman Dmitry, I knew that a special performance was needed now that the Korean Empire was newly born.
People didn't really understand how strong Roman Dmitry was.
Although it was abstractly named 'transcendental grade', Markov fell into the vain delusion that Roman Dmitry could be defeated by pushing with the power of a great power.
It was the result of ignorance.
They made hasty judgments because they did not know, and because they did not know, they judged that the Korean Empire was still a weak country.
So I laid the plate.
Knowing Russia's intentions, he induced the war, and even though he could have killed Markov immediately, he took a step back so that Incheon's power and Park Min-woo and Wong Wi-ryong were active.
As Incheon smashed the Genachits, and Min-Woo Park and Wei-Ryong Wong quickly took over Russian cities.
With this opportunity, people will realize that Roman Dmitry is not alone in the Korean Empire.
of course.
That alone was not enough.
Fire Dragon Point.
I needed a perfect impact.
A definite impact proving who the predators who will lead the game in the future in the world of weak meat eaters.
So I went to Moscow.
Accepting the hostility, I walked through the crowd.
Two hours sitting across from Markov.
Meanwhile, the whole world was focusing on this place.
Conversations exchanged with Markov became known in real time, and those who took a step back watched the clash between Russia and the Korean Empire with dry saliva.
Who will really win? If Russia wins, it will prove the majesty of a great power, but on the day the Korean Empire wins, the game of the world will change.
immediate situation.
Roman Dmitry pushed the situation to the extreme.
When Markov was told to call in the Allied Forces, he did not expect to be isolated.
Maronism.
and the forces following him.
It didn't matter if they had an opportunity and stuck with Russia.
Even if a huge number of Allied forces had flocked to Moscow an hour later, Roman Dmitry was willing to deal with them all.
It was an opportunity to prove myself. It will prove that you do not dare look up to yourself by the standards of the present world.
From now on, everyone will call himself the emperor of the Korean Empire, not the Republic of Korea. May we no longer lose our lives in foolish judgments that stem from ignorance.
revealed intentions.
expressed their presence.
For the Russian leaders who did not know this, they whispered with anxious eyes during the time they asked for support.
"Are you really trying to deal with all of us alone?"
"No. There are hundreds of thousands of troops here alone, and no matter how strong Roman Dmitry is, that is impossible."
"you're right. It is clear that Roman Dmitry has other plans. He may be trying to do something by gathering all his power here and hitting the back of the head, or mobilizing the United States, which has not yet moved. Whatever the plan, there will be no one-to-many fights. It is not a matter of whether it is possible or not."
10 minutes.
20 minutes.
30 minutes.
As time passed, people's eyes filled with disbelief.
He believed in common sense, denied reality, and thought that he would not commit suicide unless Roman Dmitry went crazy.
And finally.
"… … gulp."
An hour has passed.
In this space with a large crowd, there was silence enough to hear the heartbeat of the person next to it.
eyes were focused.
Just in time for Markov to appear, Roman Dmitry stood up.
squeaky.
I hoped
I thought not everyone.
He thought that the words he had uttered would be futile this time.
But.
"1 hours. The promised time is now over."
Sreung.
Roman Dmitry draws his sword.
People's thinking circuits were stopped.
This madman made the decision to face Russia's forces alone.
* * *
No more words were needed.
An hour has passed.
Roman Dmitry drew his sword.
It was the fulfillment of the promise.
The moment he showed his will to deal with everyone alone, the soldiers in line rushed at the same time.
"Attack!"
"Kill Roman Dmitry!"
"die!"
Papa Papa.
It was spectacular.
flooded in from all directions.
It was a sight like a rushing wave, and Roman Dmitry did not move from his seat with his gaze fixed on Markov.
There was a feeling of suffocation.
Although the crowd showed intense murderous intent to devour a human, he showed a calm expression as if it had nothing to do with the situation.
"Markov. Everything that happens from now on is the result of your choices."
spit out words.
turned around
In response to the numerous hostility in front of them, Roman Dmitry sprinted to the ground and dug between them.
flash.
Whoa!
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
The heads of the soldiers who rushed ahead soared into the sky, and when the soldiers who were following saw the scene, their chests were torn indiscriminately.
A scream pierced my ears like crazy. At the squeaks of the feeble humans, Roman Dmitry smashed his head and slashed the enemy in front of his eyes.
quack.
clogged clogged
The body was cut like a sword, and the soldier was split sideways in the blocking posture.
pod.
Papa Papa Pat.
Blood was splattered everywhere.
The soldiers who attacked by surprise had their heads blown away in an instant, and the soldiers who attacked both sides at the same time had their arms cut off on one side and their legs blown off the other.
As he rolled on the ground, screaming in pain, he was trampled on by a raging crowd and lost his life.
It was the same with the soldiers attacking overhead. Curiously jumped up and smacked his head, Roman Dmitry grabbed his head with one hand and snatched it away.
q
"Heh, heh heh!"
It was an enormous force.
In front of everyone, Roman Dmitry's hand smashed his head.
Kwajik.
dripping, dripping.
Drops of blood flowed from his hand.
not brushed off
Raising the sword with a hand soaked in blood, Roman Dmitry walked towards the soldiers again.
one step.
two steps.
The soldiers were agitated.
As they looked into each other's eyes, on the third step, they suddenly appeared in front of the soldiers.
puff puff puff puff.
head exploded
limbs were torn off
He was clearly watching Roman Dmitry, but what appeared in his frightened eyes was the figure of a blood-spattering demon.
Only then did people face the truth. Roman Dmitry wasn't just making threatening remarks.
The remarks proposed to Markov did not contain 'special intentions', but rather expressed his intention to deal with the whole of Russia literally alone.
corpses piled up
In a situation where the soldiers were dying helplessly, Russian S-class hunters also joined the battle.
"Take it calmly!"
"Roman Dmitry is a transcendental level talent. If we attack hastily, we could be defeated."
spread out in all directions.
A strong man who secured an S-grade with magic created a huge wind, and at the same time, S-grade hunters using melee weapons attacked everywhere.
Of course, the general soldiers were pushed in first. Using them as bait, the S-class hunters tried to attack Roman Dmitry's rift.
and.
"Blood Teeth."
tuung.
tutu tutu.
Vladimir has manifested his powers.
The puddles of blood on the floor became entangled and changed into the shape of teeth, and they flew in as quickly as hundreds of beasts rushed at them.
It was a situation where my eyes were tight.
The magic falling from above was an S-class magic that could destroy hundreds of people at the same time, and the S-class hunters rushing from among the soldiers also performed their own special moves that could not be stopped even by any S-class.
one-to-many.
He made perfect use of the situation.
Roman Dmitry's strength was in an unknown world, so there was no hesitation in pushing him like this.
flash.
A sword outstretched in the sky.
cut the magic
The magic changed into the form of mana, and it gave a huge shock to the surroundings as if a meteor shower was falling.
Wow!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
The soldiers were swept away.
A thick cloud of dust arose, and Roman Dmitry appeared through it, cut the soldiers, and the S-class hunter also blew his head off at once.
It was such a futile ending. The S-class hunter, using his own powers, did not even react to Roman Dmitry's attacks, like his soldiers.
Tatata Tang.
All Blood Teeth were also blocked.
It struck at an angle and speed that humans could not react to, but it was destroyed at once without knowing what it was doing.
It was strange.
It was so weird.
Seeing Roman Dmitry continuing to kill the soldiers, Vladimir knew the true nature of the strangeness.
'I'm not doing my best on purpose.'
it was certain
Roman Dmitry.
The powerful force that defeated the Vampire Lord in one blow was not showing at all.
* * *
ordinary people.
They thought in the realm of common sense.
The powerful blow that defeated the Vampire Lord was in the realm of absurdity, so people did not properly judge how powerful it was even though they knew it was strong.
The division of transcendental grade was meaningless. Roman Dmitry was out of the question, but as I tried to interpret it in the realm of common sense, conflicts arose over and over again.
He admitted that he was strong.
But is it enough to handle a great power alone?
I thought it was not common sense.
If all the powers of the great powers were mobilized, even the vampire Lord would not be able to withstand it, so a common-sense standard was introduced.
Common sense.
A crack occurred.
Ignorance continued to cause problems.
Roman Dmitry defeated the Vampire Lord.
If you had the power of Russia, you would be able to defeat the Vampire Lord.
Therefore, it was concluded that Roman Dmitry was able to deal with it enough, and it was a misjudgment of those who had not experienced the sense of ignorance.
So it took power.
power was not expressed.
Ordinary people can't really judge how powerful the Celestial Swordsmanship is, so I chose the visual cruelty that they could simply accept.
Even if it can wipe out hundreds or thousands of people with one blow. He dared to blow his arm and cut off his head.
Even though the Korean Empire could have summoned the troops here, in this situation where the whole world is concentrating, he alone countered the Russian forces as it was.
The presence was inflated.
Vladimir's eyes fluttered violently.
He prided himself on being the best hunter in Russia, but he knew the truth the moment he faced the realm of nonsense.
'It's a monster we can't handle.'
However.
already crossed the line
The battle for each other's fate has begun.
Even knowing the result, Vladimir raised his magic and used the best skill he could use.
"Blood rain."
Curl rumble.
Drops of blood floated in the air.
It created a dark cloud, and from the cloud that turned red, red raindrops ripped apart human flesh.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
"Great!"
"aah!"
He didn't mind the screams of his allies.
Roman Dmitry.
Only one person had to deal with it.
However, the raindrops disappeared as soon as they touched Roman Dmitry.
Roman Dmitry cut down a soldier without even looking at Vladimir, cut another one, and then suddenly appeared before Vladimir's eyes when he cut dozens of soldiers.
exploded with magic. He tried to protect his body by creating a pool of blood, but an attack that didn't use a special skill tore his body apart.
In shock, Vladimir clenched his teeth and used his escape skill.
'Division.'
pod.
body tore apart
It turned into hundreds of drops of blood, trying to get out of this place.
By the way.
'… … This, such a nonsensical thing.'
flash.
Papa Papa Pat.
Hundreds of drops of blood were all pierced.
Even a single drop could save his life, but all of it was penetrated and Vladimir's magical power was extinguished at once.
Russia's greatest talent. The existence known for slaughtering tens of thousands of monsters with the ability to use blood could not withstand even a single minute against Roman Dmitry, who did not use the Celestial Sword technique.
There was nothing special.
Having dealt with Vladimir as if for granted, Roman Dmitry turned his gaze to the soldiers again.
'A clear precedent. This one war will end all conflicts.'
poof.
blood splashed
tens of thousands of soldiers.
killed and killed again
Even though there was no end in sight, the massacre continued as if it would not stop.
Visual elements were drawn into the eyes.
The appearance of Roman Dmitry running wild among the soldiers presented an intensity that people could not afford.
drenched in blood
My head was soaked in blood.
Although he became completely blood-red, he showed a figure as smooth as a sword that flashed in the sun.
When more than 10,000 people were slaughtered like that.
"… … This is not this."
"Can't win."
"Hey, monster!"
The soldiers retreated in a hurry.
At some point, I couldn't run anymore.
only 30 minutes.
It only took that much time until people accepted the nonsense.
* * *
series of situations.
Markov's face was stained with shock.
No words came out.
I couldn't accept the reality in front of me, the situation where I couldn't handle just one thing on the basis of common sense.
'This isn't it. It doesn't make sense for Russia to lose.'
retreated back and forth.
Contrary to his pale, frightened face, his trembling voice commanded the attack one after another.
"Go, attack! To kill Roman Dmitry!"
However.
No one reacted.
Now that all the S-class hunters were slaughtered, there was no one on the battlefield to lead ordinary soldiers.
Markov's cry was meaningless. What matters to the soldiers is the possibility of victory.
After experiencing Roman Dmitry's monster-like appearance, he could not dare to attack with a weapon.
bum bum.
Roman Dmitry walked towards Markov.
Everyone opened the way.
No one could stop him.
With every step they took, the blood stained the floor, and the soldiers averted their gaze as if ignoring reality.
death has come
Markov, who was taking a step backwards, fell baldly.
Knowing that he could no longer run away, he hurriedly knelt down on his knees and said in a desperate voice.
"Hey, I surrender. Russia will admit defeat and return to Korea as a vassal state."
accepted reality.
finished.
Roman Dmitry was a predator.
Knowing that there was no more possibility, he tried to survive by begging for his life.
stand tall.
Roman Dmitry stopped walking.
He looked down at Markov and said coldly.
"Markov. pick up your sword Prove that you risked your life for your choice in the world of weak and strong food."
"no. How dare I raise a sword against His Majesty Roman Dmitry. Just once, just once, have mercy on me. Just like China and the United States, Russia will stand by the Korean Empire."
I begged
There was no other way to live.
He was truly a humble man.
When he thought he was strong, he committed all kinds of atrocities, and when the situation changed, he begged for mercy.
Roman Dmitry looked around the people and said.
"You sympathize with Markov. And yet, the reason I don't kill all of you is because the war is over and you are sympathetic but not the decision maker. Russia will be reduced to a vassal state in the future. We must follow the Korean Empire, and this country will not enjoy its status as an independent country."
The shock spread.
Defeat.
told reality.
In the future to be accepted in the future, the soldiers showed shaky eyes.
"But under my rule you will be safe. Being a vassal will not impair your freedom. So choose Will you risk your life to follow Markov to the end, or accept a new future?"
contradicted
Although it is a vassal state, it does not impair freedom.
It is a vassal state, but it will ensure safety.
But even if it was just words, it helped make the decision.
In this chaotic world, the promise of guaranteeing freedom and security has come a lot bigger.
tuk.
tutu tu tuk.
"I will surrender."
"I will follow His Majesty Roman Dmitry."
They dropped their weapons one by one.
At first, the courage of a few people spread quickly, and hundreds of thousands of troops all said that they would surrender their weapons and surrender.
They also didn't want war.
The brutal reality of the war was that some were genuinely sympathetic to Markov's ambitions, but most were not.
Markov felt like his mind was going to explode.
Russia.
The great power he had worked so hard to build was collapsing.
As Roman Dmitry turned to look at him, Markov shouted in a piercing voice to the whale.
"Hey, this is absurd. Roman Dmitry! If you kill me, the international community will not forgive you. No matter how strong you are, you cannot face the whole world. So stop. If I stop here, I won't ask for any more sins. So, please stop, you bastard!"
approached
As the steps drew closer, Markov showed a serious look.
chuck.
picked up a sword
He pointed his head once, lifted it slightly, and said coldly.
"In the world of the weak and strong, the threats of the weak are meaningless. If you wanted to live, you would either be stronger than me or not show your teeth."
in front of everyone.
like that.
"You die because you are weaker than me."
flash.
puck.
It blew off Markov's head.
Episode 548: Weak Meat Strong Food (9)
this war.
If the goal was simply to win, there were many easy ways.
Although Russia's power could never stop Roman Dmitry, I knew that a special performance was needed now that the Korean Empire was newly born.
People didn't really understand how strong Roman Dmitry was.
Although it was abstractly named 'transcendental grade', Markov fell into the vain delusion that Roman Dmitry could be defeated by pushing with the power of a great power.
It was the result of ignorance.
They made hasty judgments because they did not know, and because they did not know, they judged that the Korean Empire was still a weak country.
So I laid the plate.
Knowing Russia's intentions, he induced the war, and even though he could have killed Markov immediately, he took a step back so that Incheon's power and Park Min-woo and Wong Wi-ryong were active.
As Incheon smashed the Genachits, and Min-Woo Park and Wei-Ryong Wong quickly took over Russian cities.
With this opportunity, people will realize that Roman Dmitry is not alone in the Korean Empire.
of course.
That alone was not enough.
Fire Dragon Point.
I needed a perfect impact.
A definite impact proving who the predators who will lead the game in the future in the world of weak meat eaters.
So I went to Moscow.
Accepting the hostility, I walked through the crowd.
Two hours sitting across from Markov.
Meanwhile, the whole world was focusing on this place.
Conversations exchanged with Markov became known in real time, and those who took a step back watched the clash between Russia and the Korean Empire with dry saliva.
Who will really win? If Russia wins, it will prove the majesty of a great power, but on the day the Korean Empire wins, the game of the world will change.
immediate situation.
Roman Dmitry pushed the situation to the extreme.
When Markov was told to call in the Allied Forces, he did not expect to be isolated.
Maronism.
and the forces following him.
It didn't matter if they had an opportunity and stuck with Russia.
Even if a huge number of Allied forces had flocked to Moscow an hour later, Roman Dmitry was willing to deal with them all.
It was an opportunity to prove myself. It will prove that you do not dare look up to yourself by the standards of the present world.
From now on, everyone will call himself the emperor of the Korean Empire, not the Republic of Korea. May we no longer lose our lives in foolish judgments that stem from ignorance.
revealed intentions.
expressed their presence.
For the Russian leaders who did not know this, they whispered with anxious eyes during the time they asked for support.
"Are you really trying to deal with all of us alone?"
"No. There are hundreds of thousands of troops here alone, and no matter how strong Roman Dmitry is, that is impossible."
"you're right. It is clear that Roman Dmitry has other plans. He may be trying to do something by gathering all his power here and hitting the back of the head, or mobilizing the United States, which has not yet moved. Whatever the plan, there will be no one-to-many fights. It is not a matter of whether it is possible or not."
10 minutes.
20 minutes.
30 minutes.
As time passed, people's eyes filled with disbelief.
He believed in common sense, denied reality, and thought that he would not commit suicide unless Roman Dmitry went crazy.
And finally.
"… … gulp."
An hour has passed.
In this space with a large crowd, there was silence enough to hear the heartbeat of the person next to it.
eyes were focused.
Just in time for Markov to appear, Roman Dmitry stood up.
squeaky.
I hoped
I thought not everyone.
He thought that the words he had uttered would be futile this time.
But.
"1 hours. The promised time is now over."
Sreung.
Roman Dmitry draws his sword.
People's thinking circuits were stopped.
This madman made the decision to face Russia's forces alone.
* * *
No more words were needed.
An hour has passed.
Roman Dmitry drew his sword.
It was the fulfillment of the promise.
The moment he showed his will to deal with everyone alone, the soldiers in line rushed at the same time.
"Attack!"
"Kill Roman Dmitry!"
"die!"
Papa Papa.
It was spectacular.
flooded in from all directions.
It was a sight like a rushing wave, and Roman Dmitry did not move from his seat with his gaze fixed on Markov.
There was a feeling of suffocation.
Although the crowd showed intense murderous intent to devour a human, he showed a calm expression as if it had nothing to do with the situation.
"Markov. Everything that happens from now on is the result of your choices."
spit out words.
turned around
In response to the numerous hostility in front of them, Roman Dmitry sprinted to the ground and dug between them.
flash.
Whoa!
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
The heads of the soldiers who rushed ahead soared into the sky, and when the soldiers who were following saw the scene, their chests were torn indiscriminately.
A scream pierced my ears like crazy. At the squeaks of the feeble humans, Roman Dmitry smashed his head and slashed the enemy in front of his eyes.
quack.
clogged clogged
The body was cut like a sword, and the soldier was split sideways in the blocking posture.
pod.
Papa Papa Pat.
Blood was splattered everywhere.
The soldiers who attacked by surprise had their heads blown away in an instant, and the soldiers who attacked both sides at the same time had their arms cut off on one side and their legs blown off the other.
As he rolled on the ground, screaming in pain, he was trampled on by a raging crowd and lost his life.
It was the same with the soldiers attacking overhead. Curiously jumped up and smacked his head, Roman Dmitry grabbed his head with one hand and snatched it away.
q
"Heh, heh heh!"
It was an enormous force.
In front of everyone, Roman Dmitry's hand smashed his head.
Kwajik.
dripping, dripping.
Drops of blood flowed from his hand.
not brushed off
Raising the sword with a hand soaked in blood, Roman Dmitry walked towards the soldiers again.
one step.
two steps.
The soldiers were agitated.
As they looked into each other's eyes, on the third step, they suddenly appeared in front of the soldiers.
puff puff puff puff.
head exploded
limbs were torn off
He was clearly watching Roman Dmitry, but what appeared in his frightened eyes was the figure of a blood-spattering demon.
Only then did people face the truth. Roman Dmitry wasn't just making threatening remarks.
The remarks proposed to Markov did not contain 'special intentions', but rather expressed his intention to deal with the whole of Russia literally alone.
corpses piled up
In a situation where the soldiers were dying helplessly, Russian S-class hunters also joined the battle.
"Take it calmly!"
"Roman Dmitry is a transcendental level talent. If we attack hastily, we could be defeated."
spread out in all directions.
A strong man who secured an S-grade with magic created a huge wind, and at the same time, S-grade hunters using melee weapons attacked everywhere.
Of course, the general soldiers were pushed in first. Using them as bait, the S-class hunters tried to attack Roman Dmitry's rift.
and.
"Blood Teeth."
tuung.
tutu tutu.
Vladimir has manifested his powers.
The puddles of blood on the floor became entangled and changed into the shape of teeth, and they flew in as quickly as hundreds of beasts rushed at them.
It was a situation where my eyes were tight.
The magic falling from above was an S-class magic that could destroy hundreds of people at the same time, and the S-class hunters rushing from among the soldiers also performed their own special moves that could not be stopped even by any S-class.
one-to-many.
He made perfect use of the situation.
Roman Dmitry's strength was in an unknown world, so there was no hesitation in pushing him like this.
flash.
A sword outstretched in the sky.
cut the magic
The magic changed into the form of mana, and it gave a huge shock to the surroundings as if a meteor shower was falling.
Wow!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
The soldiers were swept away.
A thick cloud of dust arose, and Roman Dmitry appeared through it, cut the soldiers, and the S-class hunter also blew his head off at once.
It was such a futile ending. The S-class hunter, using his own powers, did not even react to Roman Dmitry's attacks, like his soldiers.
Tatata Tang.
All Blood Teeth were also blocked.
It struck at an angle and speed that humans could not react to, but it was destroyed at once without knowing what it was doing.
It was strange.
It was so weird.
Seeing Roman Dmitry continuing to kill the soldiers, Vladimir knew the true nature of the strangeness.
'I'm not doing my best on purpose.'
it was certain
Roman Dmitry.
The powerful force that defeated the Vampire Lord in one blow was not showing at all.
* * *
ordinary people.
They thought in the realm of common sense.
The powerful blow that defeated the Vampire Lord was in the realm of absurdity, so people did not properly judge how powerful it was even though they knew it was strong.
The division of transcendental grade was meaningless. Roman Dmitry was out of the question, but as I tried to interpret it in the realm of common sense, conflicts arose over and over again.
He admitted that he was strong.
But is it enough to handle a great power alone?
I thought it was not common sense.
If all the powers of the great powers were mobilized, even the vampire Lord would not be able to withstand it, so a common-sense standard was introduced.
Common sense.
A crack occurred.
Ignorance continued to cause problems.
Roman Dmitry defeated the Vampire Lord.
If you had the power of Russia, you would be able to defeat the Vampire Lord.
Therefore, it was concluded that Roman Dmitry was able to deal with it enough, and it was a misjudgment of those who had not experienced the sense of ignorance.
So it took power.
power was not expressed.
Ordinary people can't really judge how powerful the Celestial Swordsmanship is, so I chose the visual cruelty that they could simply accept.
Even if it can wipe out hundreds or thousands of people with one blow. He dared to blow his arm and cut off his head.
Even though the Korean Empire could have summoned the troops here, in this situation where the whole world is concentrating, he alone countered the Russian forces as it was.
The presence was inflated.
Vladimir's eyes fluttered violently.
He prided himself on being the best hunter in Russia, but he knew the truth the moment he faced the realm of nonsense.
'It's a monster we can't handle.'
However.
already crossed the line
The battle for each other's fate has begun.
Even knowing the result, Vladimir raised his magic and used the best skill he could use.
"Blood rain."
Curl rumble.
Drops of blood floated in the air.
It created a dark cloud, and from the cloud that turned red, red raindrops ripped apart human flesh.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
"Great!"
"aah!"
He didn't mind the screams of his allies.
Roman Dmitry.
Only one person had to deal with it.
However, the raindrops disappeared as soon as they touched Roman Dmitry.
Roman Dmitry cut down a soldier without even looking at Vladimir, cut another one, and then suddenly appeared before Vladimir's eyes when he cut dozens of soldiers.
exploded with magic. He tried to protect his body by creating a pool of blood, but an attack that didn't use a special skill tore his body apart.
In shock, Vladimir clenched his teeth and used his escape skill.
'Division.'
pod.
body tore apart
It turned into hundreds of drops of blood, trying to get out of this place.
By the way.
'… … This, such a nonsensical thing.'
flash.
Papa Papa Pat.
Hundreds of drops of blood were all pierced.
Even a single drop could save his life, but all of it was penetrated and Vladimir's magical power was extinguished at once.
Russia's greatest talent. The existence known for slaughtering tens of thousands of monsters with the ability to use blood could not withstand even a single minute against Roman Dmitry, who did not use the Celestial Sword technique.
There was nothing special.
Having dealt with Vladimir as if for granted, Roman Dmitry turned his gaze to the soldiers again.
'A clear precedent. This one war will end all conflicts.'
poof.
blood splashed
tens of thousands of soldiers.
killed and killed again
Even though there was no end in sight, the massacre continued as if it would not stop.
Visual elements were drawn into the eyes.
The appearance of Roman Dmitry running wild among the soldiers presented an intensity that people could not afford.
drenched in blood
My head was soaked in blood.
Although he became completely blood-red, he showed a figure as smooth as a sword that flashed in the sun.
When more than 10,000 people were slaughtered like that.
"… … This is not this."
"Can't win."
"Hey, monster!"
The soldiers retreated in a hurry.
At some point, I couldn't run anymore.
only 30 minutes.
It only took that much time until people accepted the nonsense.
* * *
series of situations.
Markov's face was stained with shock.
No words came out.
I couldn't accept the reality in front of me, the situation where I couldn't handle just one thing on the basis of common sense.
'This isn't it. It doesn't make sense for Russia to lose.'
retreated back and forth.
Contrary to his pale, frightened face, his trembling voice commanded the attack one after another.
"Go, attack! To kill Roman Dmitry!"
However.
No one reacted.
Now that all the S-class hunters were slaughtered, there was no one on the battlefield to lead ordinary soldiers.
Markov's cry was meaningless. What matters to the soldiers is the possibility of victory.
After experiencing Roman Dmitry's monster-like appearance, he could not dare to attack with a weapon.
bum bum.
Roman Dmitry walked towards Markov.
Everyone opened the way.
No one could stop him.
With every step they took, the blood stained the floor, and the soldiers averted their gaze as if ignoring reality.
death has come
Markov, who was taking a step backwards, fell baldly.
Knowing that he could no longer run away, he hurriedly knelt down on his knees and said in a desperate voice.
"Hey, I surrender. Russia will admit defeat and return to Korea as a vassal state."
accepted reality.
finished.
Roman Dmitry was a predator.
Knowing that there was no more possibility, he tried to survive by begging for his life.
stand tall.
Roman Dmitry stopped walking.
He looked down at Markov and said coldly.
"Markov. pick up your sword Prove that you risked your life for your choice in the world of weak and strong food."
"no. How dare I raise a sword against His Majesty Roman Dmitry. Just once, just once, have mercy on me. Just like China and the United States, Russia will stand by the Korean Empire."
I begged
There was no other way to live.
He was truly a humble man.
When he thought he was strong, he committed all kinds of atrocities, and when the situation changed, he begged for mercy.
Roman Dmitry looked around the people and said.
"You sympathize with Markov. And yet, the reason I don't kill all of you is because the war is over and you are sympathetic but not the decision maker. Russia will be reduced to a vassal state in the future. We must follow the Korean Empire, and this country will not enjoy its status as an independent country."
The shock spread.
Defeat.
told reality.
In the future to be accepted in the future, the soldiers showed shaky eyes.
"But under my rule you will be safe. Being a vassal will not impair your freedom. So choose Will you risk your life to follow Markov to the end, or accept a new future?"
contradicted
Although it is a vassal state, it does not impair freedom.
It is a vassal state, but it will ensure safety.
But even if it was just words, it helped make the decision.
In this chaotic world, the promise of guaranteeing freedom and security has come a lot bigger.
tuk.
tutu tu tuk.
"I will surrender."
"I will follow His Majesty Roman Dmitry."
They dropped their weapons one by one.
At first, the courage of a few people spread quickly, and hundreds of thousands of troops all said that they would surrender their weapons and surrender.
They also didn't want war.
The brutal reality of the war was that some were genuinely sympathetic to Markov's ambitions, but most were not.
Markov felt like his mind was going to explode.
Russia.
The great power he had worked so hard to build was collapsing.
As Roman Dmitry turned to look at him, Markov shouted in a piercing voice to the whale.
"Hey, this is absurd. Roman Dmitry! If you kill me, the international community will not forgive you. No matter how strong you are, you cannot face the whole world. So stop. If I stop here, I won't ask for any more sins. So, please stop, you bastard!"
approached
As the steps drew closer, Markov showed a serious look.
chuck.
picked up a sword
He pointed his head once, lifted it slightly, and said coldly.
"In the world of the weak and strong, the threats of the weak are meaningless. If you wanted to live, you would either be stronger than me or not show your teeth."
in front of everyone.
like that.
"You die because you are weaker than me."
flash.
puck.
It blew off Markov's head.
