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[Wave 22] Power of Adventure

“That certainly bothers me. ”

I was going to touch my spine so I wouldn't have to pretend to be cute again.

What do you mean, ”God”?

I felt it when I fought with my best friend Neubius, but once I have the ”God” sign, I can't look at it as I see it.

Not enough to win.

Tr a n sla ted b y Ｊp m tl .co ｍ This is a fight without a Lost and Resurrected War, so you must be able to conquer it with confidence.

The place is not good.

Imagine fighting Ranubel and blowing up the planet when you have to prepare for MolanSoft.

The Fantasy Dimension may be fine, but this place will be a mess.

“Tell me the warrior's schedule or plan this time. I will not spare all my heart for my sweet granddaughters. ”

“How strong are you? ”

How powerful is this Elf King to help me?

Elveheim grins. Tr an sl ated b y Ｊp m t l.com

“The influence of my grandchildren on the festival planet is absolute. I've always been diplomatic and political in a weak position. They were so weak that no one was born to call them heroes. But Selenis and Selvinus are different. They gave their people pride, and they had a power that was absolutely insufficient for us. ”

“The tribe is long. ”

“Haha! I told you at first. My grandchildren's influence on the festival planet is absolute. Literally. Even the strongest dragons were on their knees. When the Manslaughterhouse was about to begin the genocide, his grandchildren were promised full cooperation and support by helping them. It's still early, but the far-flung descendants will be flying around on dragons born around the same time. ”

“Indeed...”

I didn't mean to, but I found out why the Manslaughterhouse was being hunted by my daughters.

I told you history goes round and round.

Thanks to Erdanti, the King of Sexuality, Neubius' best friend, who gains peace of mind, did not commit genocide.

But the unmarried festival's youthful brainbius repeats the same path.

Hmm. Married science?

I was clear that Elveheim had tremendous influence on the festival planet.

“Warrior, I'll tell you something I've never told you before. How can I help you? ”

What a wonderful thing to say!

The righteous MAX class warrior smiled and replied with the best smile.

“It's too late. ”

Tr ans lat ed b y ｊpmt l.ｃom “Ah…”

“That's enough for now. ”

I'm good enough just to have my two daughters grow up healthy.

*

Few of the warrior's comrades have spoken abusively to me.

But no one cursed the world to perish like Ranubel.

It's doubtful how such a creature became a god, but it was a fairly acceptable story if she was the 'God of Adventure’ like Elveheim said.

A fantasy world where the variable ”Adventure” disappeared in the supply of Moranfon 2.

It would have been unacceptable from the point of view of the pretending to be cute.

Like those angels.

“Damn chicken heads. It was a lie not to have an army. ”

I quietly said good-bye to Elveheim, and raised myself back to heaven.

And then what?

A number of fully armed angels came forward.

Knowing that I had visited one of the cities, I was presumed to have gathered an elite group of Buryans.

The stats were substantial, and there was an angel man on the front who was born with a 'second curse’, like the Socians. Tr a nsla te d by jp ｍt l.c o m

Race: Second Angel

⁄ Level: 999 +

Job: God-king (Faith Domination )

Skill: Divine GGGGG Giveaway GGG

Energy ZZZ Faith Z Charm Z...

Status: Alert, Anger

The stats were poor. However, one divine figure was formidable enough to break through.

And even though I'm too handsome to admit it, the angel in front of me is handsome as the second.

Skill ‘Liberation’ has reached the realm of God. It seems to have a profound effect on his appearance.

“You think Parmael's son is a woman... I see. ”

There were other angels beside him.

The Demon Lord Fedonado was only a beloved woman and her firstborn son, Socia.

Since then, I have borne many ”Demon Prince” and ”Demon Princess.”

I've killed them all and I know it.

T ran s l a t ed b y ｊp mt l.co ｍ “I am Bananael, the firstborn of Parmael. ”

“I am Umuel, the second son of Parmael. ”

“I am Potato El, the third of Parmael's descendants. ”

It's probably because of their feelings that their appetite is drawn as soon as they hear about themselves.

The second cursed son, Bananael, was the strongest with his stats, and his daughter, Uriel, had such a frightening heart, and the third potato, he lacked a lot from his looks to his face.

Even though the angels who are thought to be descendants of Parmael were overwhelmed with silence, it seemed that there were three practical leaders.

I have business to attend to.

“Where is the Lanuberg you claim to be gods? ”

A preacher of the truth.

While it is inevitable that the planet will be destroyed if we unravel and fight amongst ourselves, it is much better than when the warrior festival begins.

Even if it's a little dangerous.

You must judge with a lanubel, not with a vagina.

“Foolish traitor pointing his sword at the gracious one! Have you forgotten that by his devotion and love, you were able to become a strong warrior? ”

“My dear Lord, we would have been inferior to our livestock had He not exalted the possibilities of men and groomed them. Be aware of the subject and step back. ”

“Brother, do not provoke God. It's not too late to reflect now. Destroy a unique monk called Moranfon and join his adventure. It's the only way to be forgiven. ”

... I never listened to that kind of hocus-pocus before.

I think it's time for me to retire and suck my wife's spine.

“So Lanubel is here. ”

Tak.

I bounced my fingers.

I silently listened to their mischievous stories to see if there was a label.

I didn't expect to confess so easily without hesitation, but I also have the information I need. I need you to leave.

Darkness

The gloomy dark matter shifts the army of angels and crushes them in space, leaving nothing behind.

However,

“The power of love is strengthened through Yin Yang's logic! ”

Adventure

The pink light shot from the angels' bodies behind Bananael pierces him like a straw.

“Bananael! ”

“Cheer up, Bananael! ”

“You must win! ”

“Bananael! Be careful!”

“Never lose! ”

A strength not represented by fantasy stats was transferred from them to bananael.

Flammable!

You can tell by the visible swelling of his sword and muscles.

Next to him, the Uriel declared:

“The power of friendship to become stronger in Judaism. ”

Adventure

She wasn't that different either.

As Parmael's daughter, of course, her heart looks twice as big, so she sticks a nasty white straw into her followers.

“To Uelle! ”

“My power to Umuel! ”

“Only you can have me. ”

“This slave exerts his power. ”

“Master Uelle! Hooray!”

Unlike bananael, she has a mixture of men and women.

The second curse, Uriel's overwhelmingly weak fighting strength, caught up with him in every way.

I also checked on Potatoes.

Adventure

“The power of hope that grows with a heart that does not give up...”

... I don't know what I'm doing.

He spreads his arms and legs wide and quietly floats in the air in an X-shape.

But one thing's for sure.