the situation thus he would once again
unhesitatingly thrust luqing into the
depths of Hell ichio patted luqing on
the shoulder everything I do is not for
my own sake and I do not believe that my
actions will lead me to victory over the
Creator God my only goal is not to lose
not to lose even if the worst outcome
befalls me I shall ensure that the
Creator God understands he may have won
but we have have not lost luqing gazed
at io's profile pondering how this
differed from losing for the outcome
suddenly luing halted mid-sentence for
he beheld the terrifying glint in Yo's
eyes it was akin to a Madman who would
stop at nothing to achieve his goals
icho turned his head do not dismiss my
words there will indeed be a distinction
there must be chapter 339 the desire to
battle the wolf Lord entering the tower
they beheld the statues of Heroes the
their hearts now profoundly altered from
their previous visit on their first
arrival they had only felt an
overwhelming sense of awe yet upon
reaching the Pinnacle of the Tower and
retracing their steps memories of the
past flooded back the faces of the
statues were no longer unfamiliar each
one resonated with familiarity through
these statues they saw not merely the
individuals but the vast and harrowing
tales that lay behind them named after
the god of humanity the tragic life of
the Hunter Eric was once spent in Exile
driven only by the hope that a girl
might see the light once more yet
resulting in a hollow Legend the
legendary blacksmith the dwarf hobit
once filled with pride and talent only
to be betrayed by his kin out of
jealousy ultimately succumbing to
Despair and retreating Into Obscurity
the seemingly foolish white monarch
draer 12 who like a hefty Pig was
actually a master strategist having
deceived all players with his apparent
simplicity the malevolent yet truly
righteous Prince the black Monarch Carl
who even wielded The Forbidden sword
forsaking his throne to save his Nation
gazing upon these legendary statues the
people felt an unprecedented sense of
all once more the initial shock stemmed
from ignorance overwhelmed by the
mystery of these figures Upon returning
the shock arose from understanding their
legendary narratives as well as their
unwavering dedication and convictions of
course it primarily revolved around
their Recollections of the harrowing
moments when they had been mercilessly
defeated by these bosses just seeing lar
sends chills down my spine why is that
do you know what it feels like to be
cleaved from head to groin do you know
what it feels like to be sliced in half
by a blade so Swift that you remain
conscious and aware as you witness your
own body severed I doubt I joined late
never faced lar well now you have the
chance to witness it pay close attention
for it may be a once in a-lifetime
experience but why are your legs shaking
of course I'm terrified damn my legs
just refuse to obey I know laric is
nothing to fear I know his weaknesses
yet that a man with a scarred face
approached do not blame yourself I too
am afraid even knowing what lies ahead I
still feel fear that I fear that if I
step in I may never return that I fear
that if I enter upright I will emerge
horizontally but what frightens me most
is the thought of entering and never
coming back yet if I do not enter I fear
the day will come when I die
unexpectedly and my family none of us
may understand how we perished the
people in the corridor all turned to
listen who among them Was Not Afraid
everyone bore fear but does Fear serve
any purpose can fear prevent death can
fear ensure one US own safety ha I too
am a coward I lack the boldness and
courage I merely wish to contribute my
part gentlemen since you dare to come
you are not cowards knowing death awaits
yet still daring to step forth Who Dares