Episode 591 49 Days (4)
Water spilled.
In the decision made by the commander, the American soldiers only looked at each other and did not rush towards Roman Dmitry.
It was a complex problem. He didn't have the courage to point a weapon at the emperor, and above all, he didn't seem to be able to do anything against him in a situation where he was overwhelmed by even one Kim Pan-seok.
all froze
As he watched the situation with his eyes closed, Roman Dmitry slowly approached the soldiers.
bum bum.
The distance gradually narrowed.
The American soldiers faltered and retreated, giving John Harrison a mournful look, as if begging him to stop the situation.
But John Harrison was equally confused.
Once he accepted the desperate reality, the command to 'attack' Roman Dmitry did not come out of his mouth.
Messed it up
had to
John Harrison also drew his weapon.
"Listen, American soldiers. If your limbs are broken, I will also break mine. so… … ."
That was then.
Just as he was about to move forward with enthusiasm, Roman Dmitry finally encountered American soldiers.
quack.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
It was a terrible scream.
Seeing the soldier who neither rushed nor retreated, Roman Dmitry struck down his weapon and broke his arm.
The soldier screamed with a pale face.
Fear filled his limp arms, and the moment he lifted his head to look at Roman Dmitry, there was a huge shock in his legs.
fast.
His leg was also broken.
That was just the beginning.
Roman Dmitry revealed his cruel hands, and then began to break the limbs he encountered.
"No need to worry. Broken limbs can be restored with potions anyway."
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
"Great!"
It was a one-sided situation.
The soldiers couldn't resist, and every time Roman Dmitry swung his sword, his weapons shattered and his limbs roared with terrifying sounds.
What the hell is this situation? They were clearly told that they were training for the disaster of the 49th, but a fear that was too unilateral to bear took over their minds.
Roman Dmitry was quick.
At first, he wanted to subdue the soldiers slowly, but at some point, he accelerated and indiscriminately knocked down the soldiers. The fight was meaningless.
There was no one in this place to stop Roman Dmitry's blow, and every time the weapon rose into the sky, terrible pain flooded in.
tight-
The sword broke his arm.
The sword broke his leg.
The soldier, unable to resist, twisted his arms by grabbing his hair while lying on the floor.
It was terrible.
One of the members of the Special Forces rushed in at the thought that if they stayed like this, they would all be killed.
"Just run! If you can't avoid it anyway... … Gagging!"
Kwajik.
Blood spewed from his face.
He obviously did his tricks on his own, but Roman Dmitry grabbed the nape of his neck and slammed his knee into his face.
The strength in the legs of the special forces was released.
Lost in battle in a single attack, Roman Dmitry shuddered to twist his arm back and slowly bend it at an unusual angle.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The Special Forces member's eyes widened.
Even though he had lost his consciousness, the terrible pain flooded him and he had no choice but to regain his consciousness and scream.
Woodduck.
the sound of breaking bones.
broke people's minds.
Roman Dmitry did not give special hope to those who rushed to it with courage, but completely destroyed it with further despair.
That was the meaning of this training.
The cruel truth is not that you can survive by fighting hard, but that you will face a disastrous end the moment you face them with weapons.
The Special Forces member's body was limp.
Completely unconscious, Roman Dmitry threw him aside and spoke coldly.
"A final warning. If I don't do anything, I will have more time to deal with me."
* * *
It was on the brink.
At Roman Dmitry's words, John Harrison exclaimed, swallowing fear.
"Attack! It's a fight that will end in just one hour anyway. Prove how strong America is when you can't do anything and you'll be hit!"
Moved forward
He also intended to deal with Roman Dmitry, and the wizards showed a determined expression on his face.
"Yeah, let's do it."
"One hour is enough to win."
evil.
raised the power.
Hundreds of wizards simultaneously manifested their magic towards Roman Dmitry.
No, I was trying to manifest.
"Cancel."
Beyond Roman Dmitry.
Kim Pan-seok's magic took hold of the surroundings.
He was only one, but he destroyed the flow of magic that hundreds of wizards cast at the same time with his own power.
It was a truly horrifying sight. Complex calculations melt into one magic, and more effort is needed to break the magic.
However, Kim Pan-seok broke the magic as if it was really easy, and then performed an attack magic with a few rituals divided into brainstorming balls.
"You guys. Do you think you can use magic on His Majesty the Emperor while I'm holding on? Wind Cuttur."
Whew.
Papa Papa Pat.
A gust of wind blew from somewhere.
When the wind cutter, which was only 2nd circle, was manifested by Kim Pan-seok, it swept away the soldiers with tremendous magical power.
pod.
Papa Papa.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
The limbs of the soldiers were torn as they were.
Arms, legs, and torso were covered with wounds that looked like sword cuts, and the soldiers could not come to their senses from the burning pain that occurred in their bodies as if on fire.
Roman Dmitry in front, and Kim Pan-seok's magic behind him. There was no greater despair than this.
The American wizards tried to use magic by somehow breaking through Kim Pan-seok's magic, but the magic was broken at the moment of finishing the final casting.
pass.
disappearing power.
The wizards looked vain.
It wasn't that I was defeated in a fight with all my might, and that I couldn't do anything like this made me feel even more desperate.
I wasn't confident
With a sense of helplessness over his body, a wizard with a pale face staggered back.
"This is not it. This is not."
It wasn't something I thought of doing.
Instinctively fearful, he sought to move away from this battlefield.
The moment I turned around in my messed up mind and tried to get out of this place without looking back.
"Just added an hour."
In his ears, an unbearable reality was heard.
* * *
American soldier.
Brad felt his mind collapse.
"Aww!"
"Aww!"
Screams were heard from all sides.
The elite soldiers, whom America is proud of, really did nothing and had their limbs broken.
The soldiers fell to the floor and screamed. It was hopeless.
Obviously, he overwhelms the opponent in terms of the number of heads, but it seemed that he could not win even if all these large numbers were sacrificed.
then.
doesn't it make sense
If I'd rather run away and save my life, maybe someday other people will solve the problem.
A sense of complacency rose slowly.
As Brad was looking around and looking for the escape route, a 'reality' he hadn't thought of came to his ears.
"Just added an hour."
1 hour.
It's been 2 hours.
This demon is not enough for an hour, and he will inflict more suffering on people, and I thought that my turn would come someday if I just backed away from the demon like this.
In an instant, his eyes changed to be ferocious.
When the turn is pushed back and it is your turn, and if a situation arises where you can no longer stop the devil by dying, the arrow will one day be directed towards your family.
It couldn't be.
The reason I decided to voluntarily enlist in this grim reality was because I wanted my family to live in a peaceful future.
Messed it up
It took a lot of courage to take one step, but even with Roman Dmitry getting closer and closer, he didn't back down anymore.
I had to. If I couldn't avoid it, I'd rather do something and die.
Finally.
The soldiers in front of them collapsed.
With his eyes wide open, Brad rushed at him like crazy.
"Ahhhhhh!"
this one life.
It will be valuable to use.
His will, which was burning like that, was momentarily extinguished the moment he encountered Roman Dmitry.
puck!
Beetle.
I lost strength in my legs.
The sword slashed in his face, and he knelt down like a doll whose thread had been cut.
Brad's decision.
It meant nothing.
He couldn't catch Roman Dmitry's ankle for even 10 seconds, but strangely, starting with Brad, soldiers rushed towards Roman Dmitry.
They too soon found out the truth.
Even if you get out of this situation, no one else will solve the problem.
Right now, it's just training against Roman Dmitry, but when you're dealing with the Absolute, the moment you run away, even a glimmer of hope disappears.
The atmosphere has changed.
Even if the limbs are broken.
Even if you faint and spit out blood.
American soldiers rushed in.
He trampled on his fallen comrades, and, with a vein around his neck, rushed toward Roman Dmitry like a wave.
very little.
It was a moment when people got used to despair.
* * *
change of people.
That didn't mean victory.
The people rushing in like waves, as if blocked by a bloody barrier, all fell to their knees, splattered with blood.
Kwajik.
squeaky.
A terrible sound was heard.
Bones were broken and blood splattered.
The soldier who showed hostility even when he fell to the floor, Roman Dmitry trampled on his body and inflicted further pain.
The strength of the United States is not just soldiers.
Powerful people like Richard, S-class people who had issued orders in the United States also suffered the same pain as the soldiers.
Against Roman Dmitry.
against the Absolute.
was only human.
He could only run after accepting that fact, and even knowing the disastrous result, he swung his weapon at Roman Dmitry.
quack.
The cost was horrendous.
Without a single exception, it proved just how gruesome the cost of the struggle was.
More and more people fell.
At first, there were dozens of people, but as Roman Dmitry and Kim Pan-seok ran wild, hundreds and thousands of people fell to the floor without even taking a scratch.
It was truly a tragic sight. The people who entered the huge space all groaned and bled with their limbs twisted.
The more you fall into despair.
The more you get confused.
People's eyes intensified.
The moment he accepted that it was an unavoidable reality, no matter how powerful his opponent was, he could not back down.
However.
That was it.
I took all of them and pressed them.
overwhelmed everyone.
In 10 minutes, 20 minutes, and 30 minutes, in a time that flowed effortlessly, Roman Dmitry imprinted the reality of the future.
quack.
Again, someone broke his arm.
Even though his arms were shaky, the soldier swung his sword to the end with an evil face.
like that.
Paak-
Another arm was also broken.
It was over.
You've done your part, now it's your turn to pay the price.
The soldier closed his eyes tightly.
For even a few seconds, he hoped that his sacrifice was meaningful.
That was then.
"The training is now over."
a cold voice.
Finally, it was the moment when the hellish training came to an end.
* * *
training is over.
John Harrison walked over to Roman Dmitry and bowed his head, clasping his limp arms.
"thank you."
the meaning of training.
It is now fully accepted.
Roman Dmitry lives in a world like the Absolute.
Knowing that common sense would never be able to deal with it, he gave the vaccine to mankind to prepare for the future to come.
I was really grateful.
If we had not experienced such despair, mankind might have died without doing anything when the 49-day disaster struck.
acknowledged
The great meaning of Roman Dmitry.
He expressed his sincere gratitude to know that it is a place prepared for everyone, not just for himself.
"Good job."
Roman Dmitry wiped away the blood.
Tens of thousands of blood came with it, but not a single drop of blood was shed by him.
"Go to the next place."
"His Majesty the Emperor. May I know where you are going?"
asked John Harrison.
I wondered.
The next target after the US.
Who will experience this terrible pain they have experienced?
"We are going to China from now on."
Moment.
John Harrison swallowed a laugh.
The Crown Dragon that praises Roman Dmitry.
If he is faced with a situation where he is dealing with Roman Dmitry, he will feel even more desperate than in the United States.
'I can't be the only one who can't win.'
America's disastrous defeat.
It soon shocked the world.
Episode 591 49 Days (4)
Water spilled.
In the decision made by the commander, the American soldiers only looked at each other and did not rush towards Roman Dmitry.
It was a complex problem. He didn't have the courage to point a weapon at the emperor, and above all, he didn't seem to be able to do anything against him in a situation where he was overwhelmed by even one Kim Pan-seok.
all froze
As he watched the situation with his eyes closed, Roman Dmitry slowly approached the soldiers.
bum bum.
The distance gradually narrowed.
The American soldiers faltered and retreated, giving John Harrison a mournful look, as if begging him to stop the situation.
But John Harrison was equally confused.
Once he accepted the desperate reality, the command to 'attack' Roman Dmitry did not come out of his mouth.
Messed it up
had to
John Harrison also drew his weapon.
"Listen, American soldiers. If your limbs are broken, I will also break mine. so… … ."
That was then.
Just as he was about to move forward with enthusiasm, Roman Dmitry finally encountered American soldiers.
quack.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
It was a terrible scream.
Seeing the soldier who neither rushed nor retreated, Roman Dmitry struck down his weapon and broke his arm.
The soldier screamed with a pale face.
Fear filled his limp arms, and the moment he lifted his head to look at Roman Dmitry, there was a huge shock in his legs.
fast.
His leg was also broken.
That was just the beginning.
Roman Dmitry revealed his cruel hands, and then began to break the limbs he encountered.
"No need to worry. Broken limbs can be restored with potions anyway."
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
"Great!"
It was a one-sided situation.
The soldiers couldn't resist, and every time Roman Dmitry swung his sword, his weapons shattered and his limbs roared with terrifying sounds.
What the hell is this situation? They were clearly told that they were training for the disaster of the 49th, but a fear that was too unilateral to bear took over their minds.
Roman Dmitry was quick.
At first, he wanted to subdue the soldiers slowly, but at some point, he accelerated and indiscriminately knocked down the soldiers. The fight was meaningless.
There was no one in this place to stop Roman Dmitry's blow, and every time the weapon rose into the sky, terrible pain flooded in.
tight-
The sword broke his arm.
The sword broke his leg.
The soldier, unable to resist, twisted his arms by grabbing his hair while lying on the floor.
It was terrible.
One of the members of the Special Forces rushed in at the thought that if they stayed like this, they would all be killed.
"Just run! If you can't avoid it anyway... … Gagging!"
Kwajik.
Blood spewed from his face.
He obviously did his tricks on his own, but Roman Dmitry grabbed the nape of his neck and slammed his knee into his face.
The strength in the legs of the special forces was released.
Lost in battle in a single attack, Roman Dmitry shuddered to twist his arm back and slowly bend it at an unusual angle.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The Special Forces member's eyes widened.
Even though he had lost his consciousness, the terrible pain flooded him and he had no choice but to regain his consciousness and scream.
Woodduck.
the sound of breaking bones.
broke people's minds.
Roman Dmitry did not give special hope to those who rushed to it with courage, but completely destroyed it with further despair.
That was the meaning of this training.
The cruel truth is not that you can survive by fighting hard, but that you will face a disastrous end the moment you face them with weapons.
The Special Forces member's body was limp.
Completely unconscious, Roman Dmitry threw him aside and spoke coldly.
"A final warning. If I don't do anything, I will have more time to deal with me."
* * *
It was on the brink.
At Roman Dmitry's words, John Harrison exclaimed, swallowing fear.
"Attack! It's a fight that will end in just one hour anyway. Prove how strong America is when you can't do anything and you'll be hit!"
Moved forward
He also intended to deal with Roman Dmitry, and the wizards showed a determined expression on his face.
"Yeah, let's do it."
"One hour is enough to win."
evil.
raised the power.
Hundreds of wizards simultaneously manifested their magic towards Roman Dmitry.
No, I was trying to manifest.
"Cancel."
Beyond Roman Dmitry.
Kim Pan-seok's magic took hold of the surroundings.
He was only one, but he destroyed the flow of magic that hundreds of wizards cast at the same time with his own power.
It was a truly horrifying sight. Complex calculations melt into one magic, and more effort is needed to break the magic.
However, Kim Pan-seok broke the magic as if it was really easy, and then performed an attack magic with a few rituals divided into brainstorming balls.
"You guys. Do you think you can use magic on His Majesty the Emperor while I'm holding on? Wind Cuttur."
Whew.
Papa Papa Pat.
A gust of wind blew from somewhere.
When the wind cutter, which was only 2nd circle, was manifested by Kim Pan-seok, it swept away the soldiers with tremendous magical power.
pod.
Papa Papa.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
The limbs of the soldiers were torn as they were.
Arms, legs, and torso were covered with wounds that looked like sword cuts, and the soldiers could not come to their senses from the burning pain that occurred in their bodies as if on fire.
Roman Dmitry in front, and Kim Pan-seok's magic behind him. There was no greater despair than this.
The American wizards tried to use magic by somehow breaking through Kim Pan-seok's magic, but the magic was broken at the moment of finishing the final casting.
pass.
disappearing power.
The wizards looked vain.
It wasn't that I was defeated in a fight with all my might, and that I couldn't do anything like this made me feel even more desperate.
I wasn't confident
With a sense of helplessness over his body, a wizard with a pale face staggered back.
"This is not it. This is not."
It wasn't something I thought of doing.
Instinctively fearful, he sought to move away from this battlefield.
The moment I turned around in my messed up mind and tried to get out of this place without looking back.
"Just added an hour."
In his ears, an unbearable reality was heard.
* * *
American soldier.
Brad felt his mind collapse.
"Aww!"
"Aww!"
Screams were heard from all sides.
The elite soldiers, whom America is proud of, really did nothing and had their limbs broken.
The soldiers fell to the floor and screamed. It was hopeless.
Obviously, he overwhelms the opponent in terms of the number of heads, but it seemed that he could not win even if all these large numbers were sacrificed.
then.
doesn't it make sense
If I'd rather run away and save my life, maybe someday other people will solve the problem.
A sense of complacency rose slowly.
As Brad was looking around and looking for the escape route, a 'reality' he hadn't thought of came to his ears.
"Just added an hour."
1 hour.
It's been 2 hours.
This demon is not enough for an hour, and he will inflict more suffering on people, and I thought that my turn would come someday if I just backed away from the demon like this.
In an instant, his eyes changed to be ferocious.
When the turn is pushed back and it is your turn, and if a situation arises where you can no longer stop the devil by dying, the arrow will one day be directed towards your family.
It couldn't be.
The reason I decided to voluntarily enlist in this grim reality was because I wanted my family to live in a peaceful future.
Messed it up
It took a lot of courage to take one step, but even with Roman Dmitry getting closer and closer, he didn't back down anymore.
I had to. If I couldn't avoid it, I'd rather do something and die.
Finally.
The soldiers in front of them collapsed.
With his eyes wide open, Brad rushed at him like crazy.
"Ahhhhhh!"
this one life.
It will be valuable to use.
His will, which was burning like that, was momentarily extinguished the moment he encountered Roman Dmitry.
puck!
Beetle.
I lost strength in my legs.
The sword slashed in his face, and he knelt down like a doll whose thread had been cut.
Brad's decision.
It meant nothing.
He couldn't catch Roman Dmitry's ankle for even 10 seconds, but strangely, starting with Brad, soldiers rushed towards Roman Dmitry.
They too soon found out the truth.
Even if you get out of this situation, no one else will solve the problem.
Right now, it's just training against Roman Dmitry, but when you're dealing with the Absolute, the moment you run away, even a glimmer of hope disappears.
The atmosphere has changed.
Even if the limbs are broken.
Even if you faint and spit out blood.
American soldiers rushed in.
He trampled on his fallen comrades, and, with a vein around his neck, rushed toward Roman Dmitry like a wave.
very little.
It was a moment when people got used to despair.
* * *
change of people.
That didn't mean victory.
The people rushing in like waves, as if blocked by a bloody barrier, all fell to their knees, splattered with blood.
Kwajik.
squeaky.
A terrible sound was heard.
Bones were broken and blood splattered.
The soldier who showed hostility even when he fell to the floor, Roman Dmitry trampled on his body and inflicted further pain.
The strength of the United States is not just soldiers.
Powerful people like Richard, S-class people who had issued orders in the United States also suffered the same pain as the soldiers.
Against Roman Dmitry.
against the Absolute.
was only human.
He could only run after accepting that fact, and even knowing the disastrous result, he swung his weapon at Roman Dmitry.
quack.
The cost was horrendous.
Without a single exception, it proved just how gruesome the cost of the struggle was.
More and more people fell.
At first, there were dozens of people, but as Roman Dmitry and Kim Pan-seok ran wild, hundreds and thousands of people fell to the floor without even taking a scratch.
It was truly a tragic sight. The people who entered the huge space all groaned and bled with their limbs twisted.
The more you fall into despair.
The more you get confused.
People's eyes intensified.
The moment he accepted that it was an unavoidable reality, no matter how powerful his opponent was, he could not back down.
However.
That was it.
I took all of them and pressed them.
overwhelmed everyone.
In 10 minutes, 20 minutes, and 30 minutes, in a time that flowed effortlessly, Roman Dmitry imprinted the reality of the future.
quack.
Again, someone broke his arm.
Even though his arms were shaky, the soldier swung his sword to the end with an evil face.
like that.
Paak-
Another arm was also broken.
It was over.
You've done your part, now it's your turn to pay the price.
The soldier closed his eyes tightly.
For even a few seconds, he hoped that his sacrifice was meaningful.
That was then.
"The training is now over."
a cold voice.
Finally, it was the moment when the hellish training came to an end.
* * *
training is over.
John Harrison walked over to Roman Dmitry and bowed his head, clasping his limp arms.
"thank you."
the meaning of training.
It is now fully accepted.
Roman Dmitry lives in a world like the Absolute.
Knowing that common sense would never be able to deal with it, he gave the vaccine to mankind to prepare for the future to come.
I was really grateful.
If we had not experienced such despair, mankind might have died without doing anything when the 49-day disaster struck.
acknowledged
The great meaning of Roman Dmitry.
He expressed his sincere gratitude to know that it is a place prepared for everyone, not just for himself.
"Good job."
Roman Dmitry wiped away the blood.
Tens of thousands of blood came with it, but not a single drop of blood was shed by him.
"Go to the next place."
"His Majesty the Emperor. May I know where you are going?"
asked John Harrison.
I wondered.
The next target after the US.
Who will experience this terrible pain they have experienced?
"We are going to China from now on."
Moment.
John Harrison swallowed a laugh.
The Crown Dragon that praises Roman Dmitry.
If he is faced with a situation where he is dealing with Roman Dmitry, he will feel even more desperate than in the United States.
'I can't be the only one who can't win.'
America's disastrous defeat.
It soon shocked the world.
