Chagall is an acquired murderer.

�I�m going to kill all of them, leaving no one left!�

And he����It was the evil of evil.

The door to the Karma Management Department opened, and the agents who heard the commotion came in.

Realizing that their comrades had disappeared, their faces twisted viciously.

�How dare you guys����Kuck!�

The rapid-fire sword was pierced, and the vital points of the agents standing at the door were all pierced.

�Kiyi!�Kiyi!��The power of the concentration of indiscriminate hostility towards the world on the agent was horrific.

�Chagall!�No!�

Ethella desperately held on to the chain, but it was not enough to handle it.

�Huh!�

The chain slipped further from his chest, and Chagall broke through the door and ran into the hallway.

�It keeps growing.�

As the action of the Taegeuk expanded, the chain connecting the two was infinitely longer.

�What will happen if I go on like this?�

Etella, who was about to step out into the hallway to grab Chagall, stopped abruptly.

�Master.�

The answer to one question that has not left my head ever since I heard the news of his death.

�You made a sacrifice, for Chagall.��that�s the line

Etella, who was still watching the chains slipping from her chest, gently closed her eyes.

�I will follow Master�s will.�

After feeling the warmth of her stomach for a moment, Ethella opened her eyes and went outside.

His brain was in the opposite direction to Chagall�s.

Tormia and Southern Code One.

With Lai, the captain of the guard, escorting them, Sirone and Rufist arrived at the meeting place.

It was deep in the mountains, and the southern warriors were watching them with the eyes of beasts.

�Chief, Sirone is here.�

By directly mentioning the name, Rufist�s right to speak was lost.

�Nice to meet you.�This is Sirone.�

The chief Ntara was an old man with a thin face, but the tribesmen who treated him were polite. JrNovels.com