King of Shadows

Metal cylinders were the essence of Mirko's technology. Metal cylinders that can store and preserve the brain, which can be called the center of life, were like one maintenance organ. The brain inside the device that exerted its best efficiency with only minimal energy could forget about aging and could function semi-permanently until the preservative present in the metal cylinder dried.

After the metal cylinder appeared, Alem forgot to breathe and looked at Engachtoon. I had already known that Engachtoon's words were true, that he could have the privilege of not dying. He will, too, because the tools that helped capture countless Yin were right in front of him.

Metal cylinder, Bishman. It was a great tool to live a finite life instead of giving up the body's freedom. Sadly, it was also a tool used for cruel purposes, unlike pure function. It was because Bishman was a prison that was both a tool for immortality and a prison of thought.

"I think you do. Yes, this is Bishop Mann, who we've been developing over the years with know-how: cooooool. KeeKeeKeek, I'm pressuring a long-time opponent like you, but I don't have anything like this."

It was a blatant and persistent threat, but Alem had nothing to say about it. You can't make fun of Engachtoon's actions. It's because I knew how meaningless eternal life was in confined space. It must have been crazy not to be able to endure the eighteen and nineteen times.

Gulp. Eylam just rolls his eyes silently, not opening his mouth, because he didn't expect Engachtoon to come back with Bishman.

"I want to tell you that spending time in silence is not a good choice. I'm playing with you, but I'm definitely busy. If you don't want to talk, you can save someone else."

Then Alem realizes his position. He was only one of many Yisar. In other words, it was a consumable position. There were many people who could replace him. Alem is in distress. You say it, don't you? Standing on the path of choice, he moves his mouth that does not fall.

"Ah."

Alem is determined to become weak. I've been reminded of how his people died. They died a mortal, not a Yisar, to entrust everything to the King of Shadows. Since it was unacceptable to bring the death of his own kind to a standstill, Eilam suppressed the rising fears and fears.

"Threatening with something like that doesn't change my answer."

"Oh, that's interesting. The group's purpose transcends the individual's well-being. You guys are a pain in the ass now and then. If you had honestly admitted defeat to us in the first place, things wouldn't have gotten complicated."

"Speak freely. Even if I go to Bishman, I won't be able to open my mouth."

"Don't make any affirmations or confirmations. It's our lives that we don't know when or where it's going to happen."

"Don't be ridiculous."

There's nothing to hold back from Aelle, the one who deserves to die. But he had to keep his mouth shut. It's because Engachtoon raised his hand and restrained his actions.

"I know the e-librarian who wrote the pynacotic manuscript is a traitor. I have eyes and ears. Apparently, you summoned Dagon with that power?"

"You don't need my answer to know that."

"Well, I know just the tip of the iceberg. That's all I've heard since I've been passing by."

"I don't know where I heard you say you're a traitor, but even if you were, I wouldn't tell you myself."

"Yes, I'm fine."

"What?"

Alem makes a silly noise in his unthinkable reply. It was so cool that the person who had just threatened me couldn't see it. Quiet inside. Only silence. Engachtoon does not speak to Eilam, and Eileem also stands guard against Engachtoon and shuts his mouth.

It was neither Engadun nor Alem who broke the silence. A third party. Throwing stones into a quiet chapter was nothing more than a member of the Brotherhood.

"... Korea, among other things, Busan. His name is Kim Garam. He looks like a student."

"What are you talking about all of a sudden?"

"Hehehe, you don't have to deny it. because the person standing next to me can read their thoughts. The weakness of having to stare for a long time, but the ability is perfect for you who don't know anything. Well, you don't have to tell me that this ability is a kind of Stigma."

Alem can't hide his surprise from the hand that Engachtoon pulled out. All the secrets he's kept so far have been revealed. A situation where death is immortal. Bishman stares at you unnaturally, and his brow drips with cold sweat. It is reminiscent of what the future holds for itself.

"So you didn't tell me. It's not good to pretend not to know. It's not good to be silent. I can't believe they all said that for you. I'm sorry."

Engachtoon smiles at the winner. Victory and defeat were predetermined. So far, talking to Alem has been a fiction. Immediately, blood flows from between her lips. Engachtoon knows that this was an unbearable act. He doesn't blink.

Once I had the information, I had nothing to see with Eileem. It didn't matter if he bit his tongue and killed himself.

"It's really nice to have a talented member. You just need time to win it naturally. Kick. Stupid Alem, if you had been so kind as to cooperate, you would have thought about your choices. But as long as you resist to the end, you have no choice."

Engachtoon raises Bishman. Along with a heavy noise, chunks of surgical instruments protruded from within Bishman. With a playful smile, Engachtoon rests Bishman on the knees of Aelle.

"Targeting surgery, Homo sapiens sapiens."

"Wait, let me sleep, please, save me... Khhhhh!!!"

There was no mercy for Bishman made of steel and circuitry. Bishman, who silently dismantled Alem's body, only harvested his brain. Engachtoon, who entrusted everything to Bishman, comes out of the Abandoned Factory.

"Ha, Busan. Things got complicated."

Engachtoon drools. It's because the King of Shadows was troubled. Although the Shadow King's identity is unknown, not one of them knows that his main stage is Busan. Circumstances that can be noticed if you move through the Brotherhood. Realizing it was time to act cautiously, Engachtoon decided to approach slowly.

/281

Elven World was Korea's largest amusement park. Located near Busan, the second capital on behalf of Seoul, it was a world-renowned place. The theme varies seasonally or quarterly, and the major events were highly rated, regardless of age, male or female.

Accommodations and amenities, rides, zoos, performances, exhibitions, cultural and fitness facilities, etc. were of no consequence, reaching 550,000 square feet and continuously improving facilities every year. Maybe that's why. It was also a famous date spot.

Sihyun arrives at the Elven World before one with a swim and looks around. Elven World has been swarming with people since before entering. Maybe it's because I lived a dry life in Grandeliol. Xihyun's dynamic and active atmosphere itself was unfamiliar.

"There's a lot of people here because it's the weekend."

With a calm expression, Sihyun could see a person running from afar. Her silky hair was impressive, and she was swimming. A swim with a brighter smile than ever before jumped into his arms as soon as he saw the demonstration.

"Mister!"

"Things have changed."

"Really? It's worth the effort."

The swim circled around in front of her. Dressed in a pastel dress, she gives a small accent to the calming impression of accessories. Maybe it's because she was always in uniform. Sihyun nodded his head and praised the swimming costume. In Grand Delaware, it was always two percent less.

"What about Hannah?"

"It's going to be a little late... I should have come with you."

Sihyun sighed without anyone knowing. He had no intention of coming alone from the beginning. But she refused to come alone. The ambiguous words I asked to see you in the Elven World were all I heard.

"Seriously, you're going to escort him yourself. What was she complaining about?"

"Well, it's going to take some time to prepare."

It was not long after I accepted a woman's life. It was also the first time I had seen myself. Of course it takes time. That's why he casually waited for one.

Not long after, Hana appeared, just as she was responding to her thoughts. When she saw her approaching with slow steps, she did not conceal her surprise.

One did not braid his head in two, but let it hang long down. Dressed in a cool dress with white shoulders visible, she highlighted her imageCuteness with pale makeup as much as possible.

Unlike her slender and small figure, her eyes were unbelievably strong. Naturally, I also walked straight enough. I was unfamiliar and unfamiliar, but more than that, one transformation echoed his heart. She took one of her faults off, not just her makeup, but her less exposed clothes.

One turned his head and exhaled as he did not look away from himself. For the first time, she did not know the 'standards'. Maybe you've done too much. Don't you think it looks ridiculous? One of them scolded the demonstration to hide his embarrassment as his thoughts flashed in his head.

"Tell me something bad. Isn't it weird to just stare at it? Is it weird...?"

"Wife, you did well for the first time. You scared the shit out of me."

"Glad you like it. It's worth the effort to look surprised all night."

One laughs softly, covering his mouth with his hands. Unlike usual, she scratched her head without catching the ribs in one appearance with a feminine appearance. He did not even think that the day would come when one would seek out his identity.

The swim that watched the sweet and bitter young drama in the nearest position alternated with Se-hyun with her unfair eyes.

"Mister, why are you ashamed? I didn't say anything, did I?"

"No, swim. Honestly, you've never seen one of these look like this before, have you?"

"I admit it's the first time, but what's unacceptable is unacceptable."

The swimming face said he took a punch and bit his lip. One propaganda was because she was unexpected as well. I had to be shocked because I thought I would come in jeans or training clothes.

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