Hunter of the Perished World

“You can't fix that habit. ”

“That's 'cause he talks too much, you devil! ”

“Now you're right. ”

“… like I said something terrible! ”

Frey, Elizabeth, and Ramfil stare at the two returning bickering.

“I can't believe I'm having such a hard time in this miserable situation. ”

Elizabeth kicks her tongue.

“Clearly, you kick your tongue. ”

Frey's words, by the way, were fortunate for everyone that Jean seemed okay. It wouldn't have been as much trouble if it had come down now.

It would be a lie if Gene had not been influenced at all by Calz's words.

Whatever your attitude, it was unchanging that you were able to move again because of Leona's presence.

“By the way... It's getting bigger.”

Ramfil points to a large phantom tree that is already overhead and likely to swallow up the sky. Elizabeth stares at it in fear.

“Are you sure there's nothing wrong? ”

Beyond the horizon, the trees seemed to continue to grow to remember this war miserably. After joining Gene and Leona's group, she gets tired of seeing the giant phantom tree.

“I have a question for you. ”

Elisabeta speaks first. Elisabeta's only honor was defeat here.

“What is it?”

“You said it was a vessel of the spirit, right? ”

“If what Carls says is true, and considering what I've been through, there's no argument that it's true. ”

“I think so, too. ”

Fray, who felt that hundreds of millions of psychiatric waves were being shot at the same time, had a plausible attitude that it was true. Nature is not God, but a multitude of spirits, and it is the power of nature that all the spiritual forces are gathered together.

Respondents of all spells.

Elizabeth is still staring at the tree.

“This tree is sucking up a command. ”

The numerous origins of this war, as well as the powerful dysfunctional ones, have been sucked into this tree. If heavenly objects were spiritual vessels, this tree swallowed up a vast number of spirits that could not return to the vessel.

Everyone didn't know what Elizabeth was trying to say.

“Then shouldn't this tree also, in some sense, have natural conditions? ”

The Tree of Souls, which has devoured all the commanders of this war.

He was also a very small unit of heavenly body.

“A man named Calz sealed his true form. I don't know what he'll do with it.... If we're going to use that power, we're going to need it to fight back. ”

“This can do that? ”

“If you can use it. ”

“That can't be possible... ”

“No, no, no. ”

Leona leaps forward as Gin tries to deny it.

“Can you do it? ”

Leona knew of Elizabeth's Awakening Power. No one here knew it was evil to fall asleep in Elizabeth. And as the flesh spread, Elizabeth clearly stopped its power.

Leona quickly explains what she's been through, and Gene looks worse after hearing it.

“Evil spirit.... Why is it reappearing? ”

The spirit has been cleansed.

That's not why they disappeared. But Jean had never seen a demon return to the world since the time of the devil.

But now I also know the secrets of nature.

The fabric is the set of all spirits.

The evil spirit was also able to speculate that it would have gone back to the heavenly host after being purified. And a hundred years passed.

And every time man is born, the heavenly body divides and gives him his soul.

It wasn't that hard to make inferences there.

Gene looks at Elizabeth and opens his mouth slowly.

“I really... It's been a long time. ”

Gene had no idea that such a thing could exist in the world.

“You…. It will be the rebirth of evil spirits.”

The rebirth of evil spirits, or being born in contact with them.

The essence of Elizabeth was close to that.

“It doesn't make sense in the first place. Demons have always existed. There's no such thing as human time. ”

The devil suddenly appeared, and Jean had never seen a human spirit before. Evil spirits just appeared in the world by themselves.

Therefore, it is a spirit that has nothing to do with the reincarnation of the heavenly body. But if it had been purified and returned to the heavenly host, it would have been a very foreign spirit. A spirit that entered the Heavenly Emperor but was not assimilated with the Heavenly Emperor. And at the moment of his rebirth, there was a high chance that he was possessed by another spirit in Elizabeth's body.

Elizabeth herself was feeling something that she wasn't.

“But it's good to know that you can draw that power. ”

If the power of the phantom tree was similar to that of nature, Elizabeth, who possessed the spirit of evil, would be able to put those commandments under me.

But Elizabeth shakes her head.

“For now... We have to go back.”

“Back?”

“I don't know how to use this power yet, and I don't know about the Commander. ”

Elizabeth has just used the power of evil without my knowledge. You need an expert to know that. Gene understood what that meant.

“I must go to Asura. ”

Only with Asura can Elizabeta use its power. But the progress of saying it, everyone else, was silent.

Will Asura still be alive? She may have already paid a price for her death because of the massive liquor used as an anchor film. It was sent by Leonardo to watch the end of the Sorceress.

In fact, she knew that Asura would die regardless of the victory or defeat of the battle.

Elizabeth looks sad as if she knows everyone's thoughts.

“He's alive.... ”

Elizabeth can feel it. It was because Elizabeth feared her and failed to establish a proper relationship.

But Elizabeth feels spiritual.

The Sorceress is alive.

“He died... It's a matter of rank.”

“What, what? Extracurricular?”

Leona yells as if she can't be trusted. What the hell happened to the supernatural?

Elizabeth bites her lip slightly, knowing what happened.

“The Supreme Leader... He took his death and died instead. ”

Everyone couldn't get through to Elizabeth.

No one knew that they could take away the fate of death, and neither did Elizabeth until recently.

The reason why the war did not leave ten survivors was not because of each other's war, but because of the flesh of the innate god (29022;).

Just as all the commanders are dead, so are all the Allied forces.

The inevitable pulse of death also included Francis' body, which was moving the drone from its source. He died with secret researchers checking his body in the depths of the basement where no one could find him.

The pulse of death that ended the war in a single moment spread around the source, drawing a radius of about 200 kilometers, killing all who were involved in this war.

Gin, Frey and Charlotte were not affected by flesh, Ramfil was protected by Gin, and Leona was helped by Elizabeth.

And the garbage.

The flesh shot by the heavenly host missed Azura. The punishment she had to endure was that she was alive, so she wasn't affected by the death.

The king who lost all his soldiers is no longer the king.

There, another thing she lost, she just sat there like a dazed shell, holding the body of an unanswered priest.

Like I'm the only one holding a cold corpse until the world collapses.

She was more cruel than being taken away by the sin she dared to deny the world. She was even guilty that she had a conscience.

His eyes that found light were, in fact, priests'.

His flesh that breathed was, in fact, the property of a priest.

The consciousness that sensed the world was also the property of a priest.

I took it.

For greed.

For wanting to deny the world. In exchange for bringing order to the world.

He who took everything from the priest is resting constantly here, not dying of his damned breath.

“Yul…. I don't want to live.... Oh my... Oh my... Please, just one word... Please…"

I want to die right now, but I can't throw it away because it was given to me by a priest who died.

A Sorceress secretly brings her fingertips to cold, blue lips. Cold lips don't vomit cold or hot.

Can't vomit out breath and sound.

‘If I had the strength, I would have taken you and hidden you somewhere in the world. ’

I should have listened to the words of the supernatural one day.

I should have followed him to some corner of the world.

I shouldn't have dreamed.

Don't worry about the world that will exist if you're not confident. Don't worry about the world.

The day my teacher died, I should have confessed everything and lived a quiet life in a quiet place with the priest. If only we had shared our minds, died and lived a quiet life in a solitary place.

I wonder how happy he was.

She couldn't change the world, but she certainly had the power to find her own life. It reaches at first light and any low sea level, and it reaches any island without monsters or people.

I should have lived there, enjoying the bliss of the winter.

A sorcerer, not a beast.

With extraordinary rates, not contingencies.

I should have lived a life where saying I love you didn't have to worry about hurting each other.

He would have loved the priest who wanted to love him so much, loved him, given birth to each other, and would have been satisfied enough to have a little happiness in a small family in a world without monsters.

“Ha…. Haha..."

The reason I get tears is to imagine myself happier just thinking about it.

It was because I realized that I was miserable because I thought it was a happy imagination.

She was no longer a king, nor was she a priest of anyone.

Is this real?

This can't be real.

I had a long nightmare.

At the kitchen door, waiting for a priest, it's a very long dream I'm having while I'm jogging.

It may be a nightmare that a teacher gives a long nightmare to enlighten himself, and now it means to be good to the priest.

Yeah, I guess so.

How can I become a demon hunter by eating a heart, and that great shaman left the world with a drink that brings the dead back to life?

How can God come into this world and kill everyone and punish himself like this? How could such a delicate and ruthless bee be so carefully designed for humans?

It's usually the punishment for God's indifference.

They're all lies.

Now I have enough honey.

I realized enough.

So please, please.

“Me…. Wake me up..."

I won't dream, I won't be greedy.

If you let me go back to the moment I was sitting at the kitchen door.

I'll say I'm sorry for dragging along the coming priest and I love you with all my heart. I'm not greedy for anything else.

I'm confident I can persuade the Confused Priest.

“Ugh…. Ugh..."

If you know dreams are dreams, you should wake up.

Is this nightmare even free to wake up? Should we live the eternal nightmare for the sin of giving the world nightmares?

Dry tears no longer flow.

With blood-footed eyes, the Sorceress only lowers the split scream without being able to hold the body of the priest.

“Ugh... Ah..."

There is an end to every nightmare, and there is an end that no matter how painful the dream, it will eventually wake up.

Nightmares that never wake up are the worst nightmares.

So the worst nightmares were always the reality.

After all, at the end of pain and hardship, the Sorceress curses it.

Commandments only revive the flesh.

That's why they only revive the shells, and it doesn't mean anything.

There is only one way.

If it is the liquor of the angelic film, it can be saved if it is immortal liquor that forcibly connects the dead spirit and flesh.

Then he will face the spiritual body that was briefly resurrected and die with him.

The priest will be angry with himself.

A brief reunion, and a permanent separation.

A priest who told you not to revive yourself will curse his foolish choice.

However,

And yet,

Even if you choose to give up the life the priest gave you again.

She wanted to face the supernatural again. Even though the priest who lived grumbled and hated himself, I wanted to see him expressing that this cold body was a horse toward him even for a little while.

Yeah, it is.

Resurrect the Priest.

The movie must last a long day.

Let's have the happiest day in the world. I've lost everything, I can't protect it, I can't do anything.

Living that day and raising the world was the only value left in his life and the wind.

“Sorceress.”

“ ……. ”

I heard the voice of one lost in the labyrinth of my mind. The Sorceress looks up at the place.

There was gin. As he descends the stairs alone, he slowly approaches himself through the collapsed rubble of the bunker.

I'm trash.

What's the value of crumpled Humans to come back here?

I did nothing and had no reason to do anything. He was clearly grateful for her life, but now that everything was worthless, she didn't want to hear any of it.

I didn't want to waste any time on anything other than resurrecting a priest.

“Alone…. I want to be alone…. ”

Jean also saw the superficial corpse she was carrying, making her expression even worse.

I wasn't expecting an ending like this.

Gene did not expect a supernatural death. He was clearly deciding something, and he just didn't think it would be this way.

‘Death is like you...' ’

He who was afraid to kill someone couldn't kill the one he loved, and he couldn't watch him die, so it was a good end for him.

“What are you trying to do? ”

“It has nothing to do with the four hundred thousand. Please, please... Leave me alone. Please…."

The Sorceress refused Jean's approach.

Then, as if he didn't want to be taken away, he hugged the body and looked at the camp with cautious eyes.

Azura had no place to go when he was ready to command the world.

A wounded woman held her cub in her arms and looked like she was facing a beast.