Hermit Wizard

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I rethink Gramiel's words in my heart.

· · · Eat it?

She conveys her voice to this side of the world as if it were very pleasant. It is followed by the voice of a stranger who mediates the solvent.

“The song of chaos, even the savior from that great race, is afraid in the end. Monsters that erase information from academic records and most of them don't even give the name of the species to the exterminator. Even the savior born of such a race is afraid of the moment when he stands at the crossroads of choice. That's why I'm making a move! ”

Gramiel scored.

“Monsters who understand everything in the galaxy, transcend dimensions without channels, play with the masses of the universe like toys, seal and instrumentalize their own dimensions to manage the world themselves. These are the historical reasons why the Savior took control of the information to the doomed. A savior born of such a horrendous race! Even monsters like that don't want to gamble with their own existence, do they? ”

I noted the meaning of what she was saying. Ask back quickly.

“Gambling? I heard that the Saviors have no interest in the lives of the immortals. Then why don't you just get rid of it and it'll be over? ”

He said it was a dimension he raised while ignoring it. But the target will not be the immortals who lived in the world. The object to which that expression refers is probably the world itself.

“If you eat it, it's over. Yeah, I think so now. I'm sure that's what chaos sounds like right now. If it's your choice to eat, I'll definitely choose to eat. I will choose evolution. But will this will not change even at a future time? ”

I have a deep feeling in my voice.

“If you look at a lot of failures, the answer is clear. When that moment comes, the Old Testament suffers with a hundred pounds of gold in his will. Isn't that funny? In the agony of existence for years, in the prison of reason, and then finally at the final gate? ”

She was talking.

“In the end, I want to avoid the risk that future ‘wrong' decisions will bring, so I'm looking for a way not to stand in the crossroads. I'm afraid I'll shake it. ”

“· · · Shaking? ”

Gramiel hums like a singer.

“The world is the flesh of the divine, and the Savior is the spirit of the divine. ”

What?!

This time, the solvent that was listening to the conversation quietly got into the psychic wave.

“Kick-kick! The Savior, who is strong enough to become the soul of God, must eat the world he has grown and make it into a body. But the problem is the state of that world that has grown that long. ”

Unlike the embarrassing psychic waves of the solvent, the black and gray eyes he traded for the existence of this world sparkled.

“When the dimension evolves, you have the will. In other words, the world that evolved to the final stage, by the moment of choice, was already self-centered a long time ago. ”

“What?! ”

Is that true?

It was a psychic wave that was mixed up with confusion about whether the solvent was the first story I heard.

“A selfish dimension, who has been a friend of the Old Testament for a long time. For the Savior, the world is already like a child. A world where he didn't create it himself, but counting in numbers has been struggling for a long time and is constantly being called flesh and transfused. ”

I suppressed groaning and tried to speak in as calm a tone as possible.

“· · · I've never heard of it. ”

It's a whole new concept that the world has its own self.

“And at the last moment, at the last crossroads to leap into divine hands, the moment God tries to bite and devour the world he has raised, he says, the world whispers to the Old Testament. They say that the Creator is not the Savior. Father, or Mother, please save me. Don't eat me. Don't kill me. Khhhhhhhhhhhh! ”

The sound of the dry wind echoes in the space.

“So what do we do in this situation? The savior who made his final choice is already too high to see the next step, the existence that would collapse if it did not evolve into a god. You can't stay that way, can you? ”

“If we don't evolve, our existence collapses? ”

“Yes! That's a natural feat. Kid, that's why you're so weird. How can we keep our existence so high, without evolution, without crossing walls? To know why, Chaos is watching you. ”

I advise in my heart.

· · · Why?

Why me?

“The right choice, of course, is to overcome internal conflicts and evolve by eating the world. Now, what should the Old Testament who chose not to eat here do? ”

“Are you waiting for your existence to collapse? Are you extinguishing it without becoming a god? ”

But Gramiel's answer was different from mine.

“They must risk becoming gods in the absence of a prepared body. And the results are mostly bad. There are, of course, a few success stories. You know the god of the world, don't you? Among the many different kinds of sweet smells from you, there are also traces of him. ”

A world of indulgence, Kilgenia Pros.

He used his spell to summon God to Earth, and as a result, the base was torn to pieces.

“When the coveting world spells the mortals, why do you take the body tissue of the atomizer in return? That poor god, he didn't eat the world he grew up in. And while he was evolving into a god without a rapid body, he couldn't overcome the pain and went mad. It was the moment when the first fanaticism was born. ”

Mad God, the first time since the universe began.

Only then could I understand his numerous features that distinguish him from other gods and the meaning of irrational and contradictory myths that cannot be properly explained. And no matter how helpful Parvash was, I also got the answer to how the shield created by the Immortal could limit God's cognitive range and deceive him.

That god, he was crazy.

“Once again, think about the price of that spell. It is a kind of masturbation that created the madness of God. ”

As I listened to her, I recalled the bloody radiance that covered the sky of Hunung. And I remembered the willingness that was mixed in it.

“After he went mad, he was obsessed with madness and obsession with the flesh. I tore the summoned world apart and built my body as a god. Of course, it's not the right way to do it, so existence itself has become a one-dimensional variant."

She was raising her horse.

“In any case, the moment the Earth encounters its final cleavage, its final choice, will be a distant future that you cannot perceive with the concept of time. You don't have to worry about that. What matters now is what I'm proposing. Again, I'm trying to be the savior of your world. I need your help to do that. ”

“I already said no. ”

“Now, listen more. How long will you leave your dimensions in that shape? One of the Savior's roles is to create a dimensional barrier to protect the world. Your world seems to be somehow enduring because of an unusually high level of civilization. But this will only increase the channel. From your point of view, you need to use your hands. ”

Logically, it was a reasonable story. Until I find out if it's consistent with my interests.

“Your world needs a savior. A world without a savior cannot evolve into a higher level, but you may have to prepare for the destruction of your species. Remember, as soon as I become the savior of your world, you will be saved. The Savior is a kind of protector and savior for the world.”

“· · · and become dimensional destroyers. At some point in the distant future. ”

On one level, the Savior and the Destroyer.

“That's not what you're worried about now? ”

It is not my concern to eat this whole dimension of Earth in the distant future?

According to that logic, I would argue like this.

“Even if we do this, the Earth won't be ruined soon. A few hundred years with or without a soul. Even with the existence of humankind, this is a problem that cannot be resolved right now. Why should I take the risk of entrusting my body to you and make you the Savior of the Earth? ”

Besides, there was a problem that Gramiel hasn't mentioned so far.

“And, are the other Old Testaments with you? I don't think so, given the reaction of the Chaos Song. ”

“Yes, of course you will try to stop me. How many authors are earning thanks to the Earth right now. But don't worry, once you block the channel, there's a very limited way they can intervene on Earth. ”

I was approximated by what the word "limited" means. I knew very soon that Gramiel was forced to use this cumbersome method to talk to me at this level.

“Let me ask you again. Why do you need me? If you want to take over the Earth, I don't know how, but you just do what you want. Don't mind me. ”

“The Old Testament who originally ruled the Earth. You're the one with the darkest trace of him. To know his intentions, from you. ”

“Oh, wait a minute. ”

At that moment, an idea came to mind as if a light bulb were on in my head. I quickly reviewed it and immediately, quickly spit it out.

“You need information about that dragon, the Old Testament who ruled the Earth? ”

“Yes.”

“I have no idea why he planted the seeds on me. There are no contact points as long as I remember. ”

“By the way?”

“But right now, there are classes on Earth that have been interacting with that dragon for a long time. Apparently, it's close to power. They know a lot more than I do. ”

“· · · hmm? ”

I put a smile on my mouth.

“I live with this misunderstanding a lot, but I'm not actually the Savior's molester. I know very little about him who's already dead. But there are beings on Earth who know so much about them. The real dragon runners. If we capture them and look at the Canadian information, can we figure out why the dragon that ruled the Earth was dead and what plans were being made through me? ”

Information Alice and Hessler didn't even know, why the dragon died.

But among the other executives? In particular, wouldn't you know if you were a contracted partner?

I am conscious of the floor. I don't know if this conversation is being conveyed to the chaos song, or if the will is being conveyed only after the channel is opened.

Gramiel said that he was confounded by the Chaos Song and could not come out of that dimension for a while. How much use can that old man give me?

In many ways, the most important thing was not to go against the planting of chaos songs. Even in preparation for that risk, it was necessary to adjust the level of the conversation appropriately.

Me and Gramiel's conversation continued after a while.

* * *

“Hehehehehehehehehehe! ”

The Yellow Forest frowned. The foreigners in front of her were kneeling and crying.

I was surprisingly similar to a man when I looked close. However, according to Farvasch, it is a species that is not classified as a human-type creature.

“Huuuuuuuuuuuugh! ”

He was crying halfway through. In front of it, an elephant-sized giant animal collapses with its body naked. I'm still holding my breath, but I've been flinched a few times as if I don't feel like I have enough strength in my body.

In front of him, a xenophobic man, whose throat continued to cry like mail, lifted his head. And I looked up at the wilderness and shouted,

“ $! # @ $# @ @ & #! ”

Of course it's a language I don't understand at all.

The Ecliptic Forest glimpses Parvasch.

One of the ritual sculptures that tells her what a cluster of robotic toys was after the world was destroyed gave her an answer.

[Please save the flower cape. · · · pleaded.]

“· · · Flower clover? ”

[I think that's Tobogai's name.]

Tobogai, who was chased by the Red Hiel, and the foreigners who were on his back, rushed to the place where the Sullivan group was. While fleeing, the Yellow Forest, where Tobogui was stabbed several more times by Hiel and injected semen, magically expelled the red Hiel male, following Parvash's instructions.

The blue-haired foreigner and Tobogui barely saved their lives, but the giant creature with the snail-shaped head wiggled its legs afterwards and eventually fell to the ground. Afterwards, until now, they have exhaled and stretched out to the ground. Next to them, the tribe of Qingbaeng is crying by the throat, as the world has also perished.

Bitch!

As sensitive to his master's grief, Tobogai, lying on the ground, lifted up his head and made a long cry. The foreigners who saw him did not know what to do, and their faces turned red, and they wept bitterly.

[· · · Let me tell you a little more.]

Parvash used his mind to try to talk to the blue-haired faction for a while.

Did you say "ramming"? Those blue-haired people. ”

[Yes.]

“Does he not know about the ecology of Red Hiel? You said if you leave it like this, you can smell the semen and twist the female. Don't you know we have to incinerate that toboggan quickly? ”

[No, I know. Nevertheless, I'm begging you to save me. Seeing the magic you created earlier, you think you're an extraordinarily great being.]

A toboggan that extends a long stump without force, similar to the snail's eye. Ramming stroked it and spoke in a mixed voice.

“ @ @ # $# @ %! ”

Parvasse translates.

[Great Being, please save the flower cloak with your power.]

Yellow Forest was on his forehead. Oh, my gosh.

“Is there a way? ”

Parvasse hesitated and replied.

[· · · Maybe if he comes back. It's too much right now.]

It was apparent that the object to be referred to was an emitter.

“If you wait like that, the female will come after you, so it's dangerous, right? ”

[Yes. I think it's a little too much for you two to deal with.]

Parvashe said, looking at the eclipse and the garland in turn. She thought, "That Garam guy didn't help when he just chased Hiel." I don't think I have any talent, "he said.

“I have to convince you. Tell me something. Oh, yeah. Can you ask her name first? ”

A xenophobic man with a boy's face is now holding onto the trousers of the Huangibe Forest. Ramming, conceived by Parvash, cried and answered, and the eclipse of Parvash's interpreted psychic forest was damp with panic.

[My identification number is 1523492.]

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