Hermit Wizard

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The Old Testament of the other world passed on knowledge to the Black Keeper. A method of injecting power into a gene and subsequently transferring the gene. The dragon was the first high technology to be encountered.

By this time, I could have guessed what kind of people the other party came from. But the dragon did not show a noticeable tint.

Funny brain waves.

Suddenly, the savior spills an unknown word. The dragon was nervous and tried to end the transmission. He asked what information he needed in return, but surprisingly, the opponent said he didn't need anything.

It's okay. My hobby is to collect the types of electrical signals that are generated from the central nervous system of different organisms. I like broad-spectrum psychic waves, but I like material signals better. It is quite a masterpiece of this record that I have gathered while communicating with you. Beautiful. Fear, suspicion, anger, conflict, nervousness. With this I became. As expected, the savior is the best. God has no brainwaves. That means that the Old Man's brainwaves are the best I can collect.

The dragon thought. More than half of the seeds are crazy.

Ah, I wonder. The moment your emotions get the most intense. What form of blue brain does the Savior emit when he dies? But because of the nature of existence, there's no way I can collect it. It may be a pity to be a god.

After talking in such a crazy voice, the opponent disconnects from the communication with a nasty smile.

The dragon felt uncomfortable. However, the opponent will soon become a god, so there is nothing more to do. If only the dimensional barrier were to remain strong, no god would be able to interfere with it. The dragon devised a plan based on his unthinkable thoughts and advice.

At that time, the dragon sorcerer who was conducting the war was a shard made by himself. A person who was created by breaking the scales to form a body and infusing the proper soul of the Territory. Madness warriors with a magic pattern on their skin that borrows the appearance of a human.

It was still at war, but the Black Keeper began to reduce the army made of debris. It has the advantage of producing as much as you want, but it has been constantly consumed to maintain them. Thinking of the change that was about to happen, it was a fatal shortcoming.

So the dragon took the time to reduce the debris, while contracting with a non-human transcendent. The contract of domicile takes a lot of power to form once, but it is relatively easy to maintain.

The reorganized evildoers banished the non-human transcendents and began to search out wizards and kill and devote souls to dragons from the unwalled plain. It was to find the human soul coupled with the nucleus of the world and to reduce the number of individuals likely to cross the wall in the future.

A lot of blood was shed, and the war was over. Very few human transvestites survived, hiding from the traffickers, and non-human transvestites were dispersed to the island and blocked from interacting with humans. Witches cover their tracks in human populations that can't cross the wall. For humans, magic has become an illusion in song and a subject of fear without witnesses. The dragon, which is no longer needed by many armies, has been scrapped to pieces.

After all this preparation, the dragon planted a shackle in the genes of humanity that had been prepared. Humans who did not cross the wall were infected by the power of the pots spread by the Black Keeper on a planetary scale. Their genes permeated the shackles that prevented the awakening of the Wizard, and were passed on to the descendants after generations.

Of course, the reactions that spread that power were great, and the dragon's body was badly hit. With the balance shaken because of the penalties, the racial traits before evolution were re-expressed and there was no restorative magic or power.

But I wasn't worried. because we have made potions in the flesh of the transcendents in advance of this. Extracting recovery functions from species with super-recovery abilities was a fundamental prerequisite for the development of any dragon civilization.

After the war was over, the dragon began to quietly recover the power consumed by the pottery's power.

The non-human transcendents have already lost their solidarity and been dispersed, and the humans have had difficulty crossing the walls, so there is no opponent to threaten them. No matter how many souls I have in this world, if I can't grow and cross a wall, it's useless.

Much power was consumed in the process, but the debris was eliminated beforehand to obtain extra power for the dimensional barrier. The barrier was still strongly maintained and there was no need to worry about the channel being opened.

The dragon observed the sealed soul while resting, and forced the torturers to hunt down the wizard. What if the magic had already disappeared from civilization and defeated the power of the Old Testament to suppress the opening of the magic circuit? If you have such a great magician talent, it is likely to be a soul combined with a nucleus. It was simple to distinguish whether there was a nucleus in the spirit of the wizard who was drawn. All you have to do is clean it up.

Such a long time has passed.

A very, very long time has passed.

Still, the nucleus could not be found.

The dragon has begun to budge. Too long a time has passed with the loss of elements to grow the world. It's been a long time since I've been full of souls in the Territory.

It's a world with so many souls, I can't grow to the next level.

The dragon could not grow the world, so he tried to grow his own turbulence. But · · ·.

It was not even easy to widen your own bowl. The dragon recalls the words of a giant yellow dragon that I met a long time ago.

Stop trying to be vain. Young transvestite, even after you've been a savior through the playfulness of diarrhea probabilities, there will be another hardship.

Was that true?

The limitations of the races of origin have so far been influencing. A creature that didn't evolve on its own before crossing a wall, but begged for someone else's hand. Now he understood why it was so difficult to cross the wall.

The dragon was desperate and furious.

Neither side made any progress. The dragon became more obsessed with finding the nucleus of the world without the growth of the vessel. The souls sealed in the bottle containing the soul were weakened enough that they could no longer be weakened, but the nucleus was invisible. After all, it was clear that the nucleus was in the soul of one of the exterminators outside the nest.

Despite being constrained by the power of the pottery, the dragon sowed its power as it came. Humankind has read to the Savior several times, while not being conscious. However, there was no nucleus.

The dragon in the last minute was forced to use the last resort that was postponed.

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“Outside, why are you so noisy? ”

A chilly voice. The girl flinches her shoulder.

Turn your gaze toward your mother sitting in the corner of the bed. The woman who leaned on her back without leaning anywhere seemed at risk. Shrunken shoulders. Eyes shake and face pale.

Minser knew the reason for the disturbance outside. But I couldn't tell my mother.

“Tired! ”

My mother twisted her ears with both hands. The pupil emits a twisted glare. It was dark inside the room because it wasn't touched by magic lights. The lamentation and hysterical recitation twitched in the darkness that covered the room.

“I'm sick of it. How long? How long do we have to be here? Where the hell did Min Joon go? ”

Then all of a sudden I raise my head and look at my daughter.

“Minseo, you can't do that. You can't get involved with anything like that. You know what the hell I'm trying to do? I'm so sick of it.”

My daughter looked quietly at my mother.

In fact, Minseor had heard about the situation now. This strange neighborhood, called Backrock, was originally unknown to the outside world, and without the permission of its inhabitants, it is impossible to get in and out. However, he said that this place seems to have been perceived by someone.

It seems that we found traces a few days ago and raised the boundaries, and now we have a crowd of unidentified people. So the rest of the villagers gathered and were preparing. That was the cause of this commotion.

The black dog just snuck out of the maternal home and said with a serious expression. Once you're inside the house, never, never, never go outside. No matter what you hear, you can't open the door. I'll put up a shield to hide this whole house, but the moment I go inside and out, it breaks, so don't even touch the door.

The black dog was the first to run out of the house and go to an unauthorized area. A transcendent girl who encountered most of the creatures here. So far, no matter what Minseo says, no matter what he asks, he just laughs and takes her home again.

But today, the girl first saw the dog not laugh.

Don't worry too much. You'll have to hide for a while. If you'll just listen to me, I'll show you beyond what you've ever wanted to see. The elders will give you a moment.

He shook his head and the dog flew out of the sky. Minser came into the house quietly, a little frightened. And I closed the door.

I couldn't tell my mother what I heard. When I hear that I have spoken to the residents, I will pick up the item and throw it again. If you get involved with something like that, it's gonna be weird like your brother. It makes a healthy person sick and leaves, and it makes them a monster that keeps them in a world where they don't know their family.

“Minseo, do you understand me? You wouldn't do that, would you? ”

The girl nods quietly. On Minser's shoulders, creatures like red butterflies sit with their wings folded. His mother's gaze suddenly sharpens. Those things flew around her, too. When I tried to stick to my body, I was startled, and instead of coming close, I was stuck to the surrounding furniture or blankets.

At first glance, the wings are like butterflies, but in the middle they have the appearance of human eyes. Faced with the gaze, the monster quietly turns the direction of the eye and looks at the woman.

Then his mother grabbed his fist as if his teeth were shaking. I don't have the emotion of being the subject, and I blow my hands like a bug.

“These mean things! ”

“Mom! No! ”

Minsu remembered what Min Joon said. Just in case, turn it off and don't touch it. Even the Black Dog said they were 'ridiculous’, but I didn't think they'd do anything bad to Minseo or Mom, so I told them to leave it alone.

The people who lived in this world were valuing Min Joon highly as one. Those who fly through the sky and create these strange spaces and perform strange tricks. It was obvious that if Min Joon had put the butterfly on his own, there would be a reason. No, I was actually more anxious about what would happen if I touched it wrong.

Minser reaches out to dry the mother.

“Stop it! My brother told me not to touch him! ”

“Why should I listen to that? If you stay here, if you don't touch it, shouldn't you touch it? If I tell you to live here for the rest of your life, do you have to live here? Minseo, how long have you been away from school? Do we have to keep living like this in prison? Why should a man live like this? ”

My mother finally burst into tears. I fell on my bed and shrugged my shoulders for a long time, and finally fell asleep. I think I had a night last night, so I was lucky to sleep like this for a while.

The girl sits quietly looking for a corner while being careful that the woman doesn't wake up. I hear busy steps and words from a distance.

“· · · Thankfully. ”

I was glad my mother fell asleep.

But then I get into a strange mood.

Is it because of the fact that her mother, who had been awake for more than 24 hours, had barely touched her eyes, or because she wanted to cry so much that she closed her mouth instead of making herself more anxious?

Minser did not make a good distinction between the two reasons.

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“Where the hell are these assholes from? China again? How did you find this place? ”

Suddenly, the Yellow Forest vibrated the horsepower circuit in advance so that it would not interfere with the ejection of a large amount of horsepower. Her long hair is scattered in the air with the flow of force. The burn scar I hid was revealed, but I didn't mind. The residents of the White Book offered to fix it several times, but it was she who refused. If it was fixed, I would have treated it with Yoon Min-jun's help.

Toad came to deliver the artifact to the guests Yoon Min-jun brought. After spitting on the floor all the stuff in the sheep bowl, my mouth was free.

“I don't know if it's China, but the number of people crossing the wall is considerable. ”

Next to him, Kim Kyung-hwan quietly inspected the artifact. They were already familiar with how to use it by practicing snow and training as white rock residents. I hesitated at first, but now I have enough ripe things in my hands.

When I look at him, the Yellow Forest says,

“Why are you so quiet? Are you nervous?”

It wasn't two days a day that the horses were cut down. I haven't seen him much since I came in here, but it was definitely different than before.

“· · · Yes. You have to be nervous.”

Quietly add words.

“I can't afford it. ”

One day, kicking a jewellery piece that looked similar to the one I saw in the museum, the eclipse raised my eyebrows.

But I turn my gaze to the toad again.

“Are our ‘Yoon Do-san’ still out of touch? ”

Toad replied.

“I'm contacting him through his possessions, but I don't have an answer. ”

Then the olive grove shouted once more and called his name fifteen times. If the answer is the same as before, there is no response.

“Do you sleep? ”

All of them, I didn't think Yoon Min Joon would be in an area where magic communication is out of reach right now.

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