The Monsters

A face-to-face ceremony for Kim Il-jung

"Hi, how are you?"

"Who's your companion? "Did the comrade call Kim Il Jung?"

Jinseong stood like a scarecrow at the front desk on the fifth floor.

Only a grim silhouette appeared under the backlight from behind. Only the white dagger and the red burning

eye light were all the colors of Jinseong now.

"Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello"

"Where's the money and my men, comrade

"Ah, I don't know about the money...."

Jin Sung slowly approached Kim Il-jung.

Jin-sung's body, which was out of the backlight, was exceptionally red. I could see the reason without asking

the source.

"Brothers, you'really. Did you do that?"

"Thank you so much for coming one after another. If I killed him at once, I wouldn't have killed him for

long."

[Totally murderous]

I'm obsessed with the desire to kill humans.

It can only be turned off if the target's ideology or life is taken.

Jinseong's murderous will disappear when he takes either the target's ideology or life. However, most of them

had to risk their lives without being able to hold out for an instant.

"Oh, my God."

A powerful lunatic is the true face of the soul.

Park Jin-sung never wanted to admit himself. The man named Park Jin-sung hated the man named Jin-sung,

who was obsessed with murder.

In order to survive in society, I had to force myself to hide the idea.

a hide-and-seek game played by one personally Before I knew it, Park Jin-sung had become a great F-class

garbage.

Turning off Siri Idea uncomfortably did not mean that memory would disappear.

Making fun of knives without morality has always been an idea, and it has always been Park Jin-sung who is

placed in a terrible background.

Park Jin-sung was only a high school student.

At least... I don't want to kill people with a smile.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh okay!"

No matter how evil they were, they killed and came back to their senses, and they killed and came back, and

it was not worth doing so.

"LOL. I'm so surprised to see the ghost Emina. Where did he live? It's the young sharp jab that told you to go

see him No, it' I didn't know there was such a crazy guy in chief."

A little boy of only 170 was smelling all kinds of blood. It was strange not to be surprised.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"The powerful madman specializes in our army corps. Gozo, Jongganna, you're thinking of Kim Iljung

coming under you."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Ahhhhhhhhh, you'd better take the ninth route."

Jin Sung, who had been sowing alone, ran toward Kim Il-jung.

It was just a beastly movement. He approached Kim Il-jung, mixing walls, ceilings, and floors evenly.

It was like a ball thrown with a full swing. The trajectory of turning was a category far beyond humans.

"Huh. You look like a fly."

It was Kim Il-jung who destroyed even one-on-three goblin swordsmanship. No matter how quick you are,

you can deal with it as soon as you see it.

Whoo! Whoo.

Kim Il-jung mainly used the sides of the Supreme Prosecutors' Office. Even a little flash will lead to a

crushed bug like Kim Se-yeon.

"Oh, it's so much fun!"

Jin Sung deliberately entered the range of the Supreme Prosecutors' Office. He occasionally humiliated Kim

Il-jung by cleverly touching the Supreme Prosecutors' Office.

It was a trick that was close to a trick, but Kim Il-jung decided to endure it until the end. This is because he

had an unwavering trust in his ideology.

The path to the sword's swing is absolute. Putting yourself in the path is like committing suicide. It can never

be prevented without elements such as the original deadly sword.

'Just once, just once, come in the route.'

"Wow, old man. IDEA is really good"

"What?"

Jinsung was the first to enter the orbit of the blade. However, Kim Il-jung's true voice, which confirmed his

ideology, immediately went out of scope.

"Why is your name so long?" Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?!"

"Brothers, you'really., Can I see the name of the soul?"

[You can't stop it if you wave it because it's a great sword from the tiger's cave]

World Soul Rating Unit System (IDEA): A (B(B )

The form of the Great Sword reflects the mind of the Idea owner.

There is no stopping the Great Sword from being swung to the end.

Overall combat capability: S((B↑)

Forced reinforcement rate: 67%

"Full of small quotes, forced reinforcement rates? What's this? What's this?

What's your name, jongganna?"

"Me? It's Jin Sung." with genuine sincerity."

"Haha. You were born to be a murderer."

In Jinseong's eyes, there were several routes that could kill Kim Il-jung. It was still surprising compared to

other people who saw hundreds.

Smiling.

However, just one route was not that difficult for Jin-sung. Each was already the most efficient way to take

the target's life.

"Oh, I'm sorry, mister. I can't stand it anymore."

"Gozo, don't be so dismissive of the sublime."

Jin Sung fixed the dagger to the reciprocal. He wrapped his hands around the handle and ran zigzag.

Like this.

Jinseong did not avoid the place where the Great Sword was cut by predicting it, but avoided it after seeing it

clearly. In fact, Jin-sung had room for an attack that Kim Il-jung felt was a waste.

The movement to play with tests equal to or greater than the sod expert.

In pure physicality, Jinseong was completely overwhelming Kim Il-jung.

"Smile."

In the blink of an eye, the distance between Jin-sung and Kim Il-jung decreased. Kim Se-yeon's difficult

distance control was also a prank to Jin-sung now.

Jin-sung chose a murder route that starts with the Great Sword. The Supreme Prosecutors' Office jumped onto

the Great Sword at the time of taking pictures of the air and the ground.

"Jongganna, you punk!"

For those who wear arms, giving up weapons is a disgrace. Kim Il-jung first showed anger on her face during

the battle.

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack.

When he stabbed a large sword, it was embedded as if he were splitting the tofu.

As Jin Sung drilled holes in the Great Sword, he moved to Kim Il-jung's right arm. It was like stabbing and

pulling, stabbing and pulling, and almost light rock climbing.

"Don't make me laugh... What?!"

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack... Cozyk.

The dagger quickly reached Kim Il-jung's right bicep. Jin Sung twisted the dagger into a cross and wrapped

Kim Il-jung's arms around both feet.

"Smile."

He placed his weight on Kim Il-jung's arm. As soon as the Supreme Prosecutors' Office faltered, it pulled out

a dagger and aimed at the head this time.

"I've given you my approval.... You're scarier now, jongganna. Longer."

"Huh? What? What?"

Kim Il-jung tried to snatch Jin-sung with her left hand, regardless of her head. It was nothing but a rash

attack, but Jin-sung felt quite a dizzying danger.

Jin Sung quickly widened the distance from Kim Il-jung after taking a dagger.

"Huh. He's a baby, and he's got no sense of humor."

"Ahhhhh. What's up, old man? What is it? What is it? Ah ah?"

"I want to kill him right now. But."

"Why do you have two ideas, sir?"

[The first beast's left hand]

World Soul Rating System: ??

Only Jin Sung's eyes could see a long explanation window.

Only the name was specified, but there was no explanation. Even the ratings didn't look right.

Jinseong's dagger was originally only a part of the complete murder. In other words, there are no two

meanings to one soul. Kim Il-jung had to do so because it was natural.

"I've changed my purpose to survival, not hunting anymore. The old man was raising a ridiculous monster."

"Why does he have two names in his soul?"

"Vicky." Kim Il-jung's left arm began to burn black without a spark. The hair grew thick out of nowhere on the left

arm, which was left desolate.

Kim Il-jung grabbed the Supreme Prosecutors' Office with his right hand again.

"Oh, my God, if you look at him now, he'll be surprised."

"Where are you going?"

"Don't grab me. I had to fight with my comrades without a hitch."

"…are you running away?"

Smiling.

Jin-sung only raised the corner of his mouth and laughed.

Jin-sung had no intention of letting go of the prey in front of him. I can see the end of the dish at best, but the

ingredients were too wasteful to leave incomplete.

Jin Sung stood in front of Kim Il-jung, limping.

"You think you can run away? Ahhhhhhaha

"It's been a while since I heard the word 'run away', right?"

Kim Il-jung held the Supreme Prosecutors' Office with both hands for the first time since he came here. The

only real thing on the head has found another hindrance.

"What? Uncle, uncle, uncle. That's amazing Why is the combat power rating going up again?"

The words net sseil heueueueueueueueueueut.!"

Gimiljeong attacks toward the ceiling again exploded.

[Siberian tigers oysters from ' ', from the Supreme Court as wielding ' ' ' not. stop anything but '].

Integrated combat capability : s (b ↑).

Forced reinforcement rate: 70%

[The first beast's left hand]

World Soul Rating System (IDEA): ??

Total combat capability: ??

Two quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Two boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

an exhaustive stab

Starting with the fifth floor ceiling, all the ceilings in the building were smashed.

It didn't even leave a large residue like it did on the first floor. From the fifth floor to the top, the light was

pierced as if the lid of a sports car was opened.

"What, what?!"

Toilet Ki-young, who was on the 17th floor, fell on his back in a sudden bombing.

Kim Il-jung continued to jump upstairs through the holes. It was to constantly change the battlefield to create

even a little variable.

By the time the building was drilled, the word raid had already been abandoned. The subordinate who was

covering this place must have also retreated after being hit by the destruction of his soul life.

"Ah, I can't run away.... I can't, I can't, I can't!"

"Oh, my god, he's going out"

That's how crazy I was.

I don't want to admit it, but even now, I was able to push myself. That monster is just releasing his prey

because the open background is interesting.

The runaway of Kim Il-jung and Jin Sung reached the 17th floor where Byun Ki-young is located.

"Yes, trash?! How can you be here!"

"Ahhh! New prey, huh, huh? a squad dam."

Jin-sung, who checked Byun Ki-young, suddenly grabbed his head. The foreshadowing of having resisted

complete murder was about to emerge in some wrong place.

In the head of a person named Park Jin-sung, Byun Ki-young should not be killed.

"Trash! What are you doing? Go ahead and report the situation! What the heck."

"Huh. It's been a while since I saw this crazy guy."

"Ki, Kim Il-jung?! What about trash Kim Seyeon? You two are the only ones here! What is this explosion?"

Byun Ki-young's common sense made it impossible to understand.

Kim Il-jung's torn right arm, gasping breath, and a messy hoodie.

"What the hell?"

It was impossible.

In Byun Ki-young's eyes, it looked like Kim Il-jung was chased by F-class garbage.