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- Your hair looks like the Inferno devil.
- The flame's a little darker.
- It looks like a real Inferno Golem.
a distinct change in appearance
Midas shouted at the sight.
”Everyone, this is Inferno Golem! It's the magic fusion power! Inferno Golem.”
Then he gave the order immediately.
”Come on, attack me!”
For a spectacular performance.
At the order of such a master, Inferno Golem poured out the flames on the spot.
- Jesus, you attack like the devil of Inferno!
- Seriously, this is a scam!
- It's a fusion dog.
- Ttiering! BJ daemon has switched from chewing to chewing.
- You're so lucky to see this kind of skill pop out of nowhere, BJ Master!
It was only at the sight that the viewers were stunned, and then Midas smiled as if satisfied.
”Come on, one more time!”
Poo-hoo-hoo!
Inferno Golem once again threw out the flames in the order that followed, and Midas repeatedly ordered.
Poo-hoo-hoo!
So the moment Inferno Golem vomited out the fire four times, the Inferno Golem collapsed at that moment.
[Iron Golem returns to the soil.]
The Spirit Knight returns to the Spirit World.]
And starting with it, all the golem and the Spirit of the Brain War that had been summoned died down.
[All horsepower exhausted.]
The reason is the mana that revealed its bottom.
”Huh?”
Midas checked his mana state with a look of disconcertingness at the fact.
'You summon him, you vomit four times, and the mana is bottoming out?'
the sheer amount of mana consumed beyond common sense
- What is it? It's already over?
- You must be eating a lot of mana.
- If you're eating this much mana, isn't this a mana?
- It's a showmanship dragon at first sight. If we run out of mana in battle, all the summoners are gone. How do we use that?
- As expected, words like fusion, synthesis, and couples don't suit BJ daemadosa. Let's walk solo for the rest of our lives!
Viewers who found out about the fact also expressed disappointment.
The magic fusion is great in many ways, but it would have been too much to use in real life.
'We can't end like this.’
It's time to lighten up the mood again.
”Everyone, I'll show you a new look of cute gold instead! Gold, get ready!”
”Yes, Master!”
To turn the mood around, Midas turned his head to Gold's order to dismantle the item and to the body of the fallen spirit monarch.
Of course, he intended to use the fallen spirit monarch as the new body of Gold.
”Huh?”
However, there was no body in sight that was desired.
”Where's the fallen spirit monarch dead here?”
The answer to the question was given by a stick.
- A creature that was supposed to have died early, but was driven by the magic of the Dragon Heart. Now that the dragon heart has died down, its existence has to die down.
”It's gone?”
Viewers also responded to the reflexive response to the explanation as if they had grasped the situation.
- BJ Master was going to be a dog-eat-dog.
- To be honest, the monsters would have boycotted it if the fallen spirit monarch had been the Guardian.
- This is normal. This time, Godworth was right.
Well, if you're a cannabis, you're supposed to fight. If you turn him into a fallen spirit monarch, what's that? a subpoenaed site
And most of the viewers were convinced of the situation.
If even the fallen spirit monarch was a Guardian, like their chat room, Gold alone could have broken through the next hunting ground.
It's crazy. There's nothing going on right?’
Midas breathed a deep sigh into the fact.
This and that, we missed the pheasant.
”I can't help it.”
Then all that was left was the chicken.
”There is no choice but to use the guardian of the brain warfare as a new body of gold.”
Midas, who turned his head like that, soon smiled lightly.
”And while we're changing, we'll have to change our Silver Body. It would be better to be the guardian of the fallen than the Double Head Dragon.”
The silence came to the chat window as if the viewers were speechless for a moment.
And in that silence came a supporting chat.
[Azmo sponsored 10,305 dollars.]
[Azmo: Be conscientious about the real game.]
2.
[Azmo: Be conscientious about the real game.]
As soon as the comment came out, Azmo's secretary, who was next to him, said to Azmo, who held the smartphone.
”That was a good comment.”
”I mean it, not a comment?”
”Yes?”
”You know, this is too much, right?””
Azmo's expression as he spoke was slightly stiff.
What I'm saying now is not a joke, but a half-truth, as he expresses.
Indeed, it meant that he was now more than impressed by BJ Grand Master's ridiculous specification and was jealous.
”Think of sharing a hunting ground with a player like that, it's more than pleasant to imagine, it's creepy.”
He would no longer be the BJ archangel, who was no longer the super rookie who came up from below.
Graduated from the extreme zone, his next stage was an infinite maze, where there were already teenage guilds left.
When we reach the Dark Continent after the endless maze, we share the stage with top players at this point.
Under such circumstances, the BJ Grand Master's ”specification,” which transcends this common sense, was bound to be a target of fear for top-class players.
”That's why BJ Grand Ma Temple has unveiled that capability at this point.”
Therefore, Azmo thought that this performance was the target of the BJ Master.
”You mean the ability disclosure was intended?”
”Did you see the look on his face when the BJ archangel captured the fallen spirit monarch?”
”That's...”
”He didn't give a proper cheer. I've done that ridiculous thing. What do you think an average player would have done in that situation? He probably screamed like crazy. But a man like that gets embarrassed without realizing it and takes out the word magic fusion? Did he really take it out of embarrassment? Or should I pretend to be embarrassed and take it out?”
”Ah.”
After hearing the explanation, Azmo's secretary soon nodded.
As Azmo said, considering the thoroughness and boldness of the BJ archbishop, he deserved to think that his actions were all planned.
Then there is only one question to ask.
”Why is that?”
What is the intention of the BJ archangel to show such a performance?
Azmo answered the question.
”Just like me.”
”Yes?”
”Feel an irritating threat like me. From now on, we're going to have a real war.”
The real war, the expression of Azmo's secretary hardened in that word.
”The BJ archbishop declared war on a teenage guild that will inevitably run into him in the future. All the teenage guild masters who watched this live broadcast right now will have no choice but to hit the calculator again in their heads.”
Azmo's face was stiff, too, and said in that stern look.
”Now we're tapping the calculator again, aren't we? Don't you?”
”Yes.”
”Yes, and now we must prepare for a real war as the BJ archbishop wishes. an all-out war.”
”If it's an all-out war...….”
”Wanted items, information, skills, everything that might help BJ archangel. It doesn't matter how much money it costs.”
It's all right for money, the most eerie thing Azmo can say.
Azmo, who uttered the words, finished as he looked at the BJ archbishop on the screen.
”We preoccupy the BJ Master before buying it.”
Master BJ, let's see how much money you have.’