Chapter 787 – The End of the First Fairy Tale

It was hateful.

That man who destroys any kind of magic without a care in the world, and Charlotte, who is a member of the hostile forces and becomes friends with him.

Anemone could not bear the anger rising deep inside her heart.

‘Why on earth?’

Even though you are trying with all your might to cut off the strings, are you not even looking away?

To Anemone, Lee Si-heon was an enemy. Daecheon’s enemy was crippled for killing his own lover.

-Crack.

As frosty breath spread from the anemone’s mouth, the teeth that were mated with each other were ground out.

How could you not kill the person who shattered your future, when everything seemed like a dream?

“Look at me.”

Anemone couldn’t hide her disdain and cursed.

“Look. You are worse than this beast. “He’s a kid obsessed with that kind of game.”

A chill runs through the voice of a woman who harbors resentment.

The pond where the three people were standing was frozen solid. Her pale face, as if possessed by an evil spirit, gave an idea of ​​her resentment.

Lee Si-heon’s head turned in blatant anger.

Charlotte’s martial arts skills do not go through fables, so it takes time. It was during that moment of leisure that I recognized an anemone ‘directly’ for the first time.

Siheon looked at the anemone and spoke emotionlessly.

“What?”

The answer is absurd.

When Anemone heard this, boundless anger welled up in her heart.

“Is that all you have to say?”

When Anemone shouted, the surroundings froze.

The paint fluttered around, and Lee Si-heon turned his body and his gaze his was directed straight at the anemone.

Anemone, whose veins were firmly standing on her neck, even had veins on her forehead, bleeding into her clenched hands and throwing away her body, in her hatred of her.

She said, “Is that all there is?” Is that what you mean by killing my other half? .”

An anemone that is sad and strongly angry.

At that moment, crystallized blood rolled down from her virgin hands.

The anemone’s blood frozen into her crystals bled from her teeth, her nose, and her eye sockets.

What would it be like to lose her eternal love of a thousand years?

Flowers of various colors began to bloom from the anemone’s body her, which fell as she was unable to control her emotions her.

“Say something. Do you wear it as a decoration? Uh? Tell me. Word… Words, words, words!!!! “You son of a bitch!”

Flowering

She was a witch who could not help but be in awe of even the world tree.

In order to avenge his one and only her enemy her, the anemone began to burn all his life her force her.

Lee Si-heon, who was watching the crying woman, maintained his same attitude.

What’s different is that she opens both hands and is ready to fight at any time. The king rose from the ground and whispered to the anemone.

“No matter what I say, are you willing to listen?”

“…”

“The first person who took away someone precious was your lover. Anemone. “If you knew something was precious, you should also know that it will be taken away.”

“…”

“Are you listening?”

“… “Shut up.”

A bright voice pierced my eardrums.

“Okay.”

I agreed.

From the moment he entered this area, Lee Si-heon did not pay any attention to the anemones.

Enemy of lover and all. I didn’t have the capacity to understand, I had no intention of being forgiven, and even paying attention to the feelings that would draw parallel lines for the rest of my life would only make me tired.

“You keep spouting things you don’t even know about. “I can’t even hear it.”

“… !”

“If you are going to die, come, if not, run away.”

If you show your butt and run away, you might get a glimpse of the next opportunity.

But Anemone could not resist reacting to the king’s provocation.

“Lee-Siheon.”

The words were cut off in fragments, and a feverish poison came out along with the voice.

“I’m going to kill you here—”

Completely blooming

Adonis

A man born as a flower after death.

“—I will burn all your lovers to death.”

Woodmen and flowers often put signs of love in their essence.

Just as the azalea pictured his father his. Just like Shiva drawing the pajamas that Lee Si-heon gave as a gift.

Liberation is the essence of the soul; it is the pure revelation of one’s thoughts.

-Surrr. Tak.

A strange body that is a mixture of female and male bodies.

The anemone’s shoulder was torn, and the plant rooted there stretched out like wings.

The whites of her eyes turned black, and the opened witch’s eyes turned even redder.
White, pink, red, and blue flowers bloomed randomly on the damaged flesh. They were all species of anemones.

“Oh.”

Lee Si-heon, who recognized her power at a glance, showed an interested expression for the first time.

Completely blooming.

The final stage where all potential is reached and no further progress can be made.

Just before winning the crown, Lee Si-heon also reached that state.

Unlike humans, are trees and flowers shaped like that?

-Blind.

Let Anemone’s magical eye work. A wide area centered around the king froze at once.

The ignition point is where the oval-shaped eyes that shed bloody tears are dotted.

It despises all limitations in space and time and takes away the warmth so that no molecule can fluctuate.

A shock that felt as if it were falling somewhere in the galaxy.

Not only is the world afraid of the witch’s power her, which has released all the chains that were suppressing her true body’s power her. Tarragon also served as a reason for the use of piranha.

-Jeokjeok, clang!!!

As the king stopped waved his arms, the ice blocks dispersed and collapsed.

Lee Si-heon smiled for the first time as he roughly tapped the stiffened paint that had stuck to the frost to restore it to its original state.

“Don’t laugh.”

“If you don’t like it.”

“Tsk. To the end… !”

-Charrrr!!!!

The water flow that swirled on the floor froze and hit Lee Si-heon.

-Clink.

It breaks apart with a single gesture.

The fluttering magic energy was devouring the witch’s magic power.

The anemone’s eyes turned back and their red eyes flashed again.

-Charrrr!

Freezing.

-Click!!

It is destroyed.

This time, Anemone, with one of her eyes closed, plucked the flower from her chest and absorbed her magic.

When you consume a single flower, a vast amount of magical energy builds up.

Then ice began to rise from the floor. It grew into an iceberg that filled Charlotte’s territory.

The majesty of a frozen tsunami moving.

The halo of light contained in the transparent ice was so bright that even my eyes seemed to go blind.

However…

-Clap!

The black ink line I saw earlier divided the mountain. It was crushed in half and melted.

White steam spread out like fog, and Lee Si-heon, who came down leisurely, touched her chin and was surprised.

“If this is enough… The output alone is more than a part-time job. It’s a good experience.”

“…”

Anemone’s magical eyes looked at Lee Si-heon’s head, and then he confirmed the identity of her crown.

The crown of thorns, which gave off a red glow, disappeared as if vaporizing immediately after appearing for a moment.

Crown.

Anemone’s sharp intuition led to a very unpleasant awakening.

While using the Heavenly Demon God’s technique that burns the body and emits demonic energy, occasionally restoring the body’s condition with the crown.

It was impossible if the acupuncture points and danjeon could not be brought to a pure state in an instant.

A passing thought there.

No way, this man.

Are you training against me?

The cloudy-eyed witch gritted her teeth again.

If you want to kill that man, this alone won’t do.

My legs became weak and my jaw hung open. I further enlarged the turbulent devil’s eye pattern and drew a six-pointed star. Painful screams dominated the area.

“Pfft, pfft. Kwaaaaa!!!”

The anger that exploded beyond control interfered with cognition.

Kill. It must be killed.

Geometric magic circles drawn in the air.

Each magic that can easily surpass thousands is at the level of causing irreparable scars on the continent.

It was the moment when the enraged Anemone tried to pour out magic towards Lee Si-heon.

He memorized the Heavenly Demon Divine Gong again.

Again.

It’s that strange power.

Anemone, which searched for an unusual air current, found the direction where Lee Si-heon was standing and raised its magic eye her.

‘It didn’t work this time. Kill. I’m going to kill you. That dirty face─’

Just by looking at it, you can crush anything, including demonic energy.

In this state, Anemone judged that even other people’s magic power could be safely placed in one’s hands.

─Heavenly Demon Reigning Boss

If you just look.

An indescribable pressure pressed down on her body mercilessly.

It was natural for Anemone, who did not dare to look up at the sky, to put her head down on the floor.

At this time, a figure was approaching through the air. Late. The anemone was just about to urgently crouch down and prepare a shield.

Lee Si-heon’s foot, catching his breath, aimed precisely at the bridge of the anemone’s nose.

-Plap!

His nose is crushed, his head is bent and he flies backwards.

The fearful energy that I had experienced before entered the anemone’s body directly.

“Big, uh…”

Ilta 一唾

Herbivory is activated toward the hit body. The conversation continued without interruption.

From white peach to white peach, to full white peach.

From Yongan Temple to Heavenly Capital.

From type 1 to type 7, seven forms of heavenly magic.

It is as if it is informing the observer of each movement. The Anemone’s body gradually collapsed under the power of the Heavenly Demons that unfolded one by one.

-Quagagagagaga!

Even the witch’s eyes couldn’t follow that movement.

Petals falling one by one. Resistance that is worse than anything.

Even if the scattered magic struck, it could not stop the wheel from rolling once.

The power of a few seconds and minutes covered the anemone’s body.

Not long after, the anemone that reached the end of the area turned into a blood clot and hit the wall.

* * * * * * * * * * *

“Ah.”

It was an easy opponent.

Because it was right after I crossed the border.

‘Of course, emotions are often the catalyst.’

Me and this guy are the same.

She had burned out her full potential after losing her lover and being provoked by me, but she could not avoid her death.

“Ugh, turn it off. Ugh.”

The magical energy in the form of flower petals wrapped around both arms and legs fell one by one.

Is it because of all the misconceptions that have been developed? I’m short of breath.

Her body was cold and her shoulders were stiff.

Her frozen breath her crystallizes like snow and falls. The crystal stuck messily to the anemone’s cheek.

“Uh, no… Ah. Ah…”

I thought you were going to struggle, saying my breath was dirty.

Is my body damaged to the point where I can’t even do that?

Bloody tears streamed down from the anemone’s hollow eyes.

The hand holding my ankle was full of lingering regret and was anxious to somehow penetrate my outer skin.

Don’t you need to hear the last words I have to say?

As she raised her hand to finish, the anemone that had managed to regenerate her neck cried.

“… Just you. Even if it wasn’t there.”

“Is that really the case?”

“My love… Ah. Ah… My love. What should I do because I feel sorry for you… Black. Black.”

Because she is about to die, her words are gibberish.

With her honest heart, there was no pity or empathy.

Because it was a story about a lover that had nothing to do with me.

It was nothing more than a rumor that no one was curious about.

“I just… Me. I am… “She just wanted to live with him.”

“Everyone thought so. The children and wife of the family your lover killed must have thought the same.”

“…”

“From the time I tried to do something that didn’t make sense. “I should have already prepared for that.”

A knight trying to save his dead lover.

It’s romantic. Nice and cool. It’s a story you’d see in a fairy tale.

Well, the world we live in now is a fight over who is more vicious.

Because it is a war story where there is no need to discuss whether you are an enemy or a benefactor.

“I think I’m a little intoxicated by your story. When you die, think more..”

Open your fist and aim between the eyes.

The witch who had her eyes taken away screamed and wrote like the witch she is.

Cursing, abusive language, swearing, etc.

Anemone was angry because she missed her lover until the end and she could not forget him. She didn’t even listen to what I said and threw a fit.

-Puck!

A tragedy ended like that.

Leaving behind thick blood and cold pieces of skull.

‘Now.’

Let’s look back and read this slightly eccentric book of a saint.

He lifted her up and turned her eyes. A fairly useful woman was smiling brightly.

“That’s right.”

He deliberately revealed my true feelings and revealed quite a bit of my secret.

Charlotte, who is so talented, must have absorbed all of her power like a sponge.

‘It’ll be fun.’

Just now.

You will feel like you have the whole world.

-Heh, heh. Haha!

Charlotte had a bright face, as if the day laborer who was deep in debt had won the first prize in the lottery.

It’s a bit of an analogy, though. It meant that she looked that ecstatic.