King of Shadows

"So what kind of power does this have?"

"That's a good question. The lamp of Alhazad is a lamp with magical powers. You can use it to see what you want to see and go where you want to go. In other words, it's the treasure trove of this era."

Slander stroked the Golden Cube - the lamp of Alhazard - and introduced it like a general dealer.

"In this era?"

"Yes, this was born by localization."

Localization was a technique that could replace heteros with resources. One-to-one exchange of life and matter. It was already an over-technology beyond modern science. There could be no limit to such localization.

Localization could also implement 'alien material' through heteros. Developing localization in the first place was just a ploy to obtain rare materials. The lamp of Alhazad was also one of the objects born that way.

Chris glances at the glowing lamp of Alhazard. Being a great old being is not omnipotent. There were some that I couldn't see and some that I couldn't go to. Of course, with time and effort, nothing could not be accomplished, but with the lamp of Alhazard, things would be much easier.

The ability to see what I wanted to see and go where I wanted to go was definitely appealing. But Chris insisted on a grave face. It doesn't make sense that there's no price for looking good food. It could have been heavier than a thousand.

"What do you expect me to do with this? Do you want to end your relationship with Alto?"

Otherwise, it didn't make sense. There was no reason to approach carefully and give out suspicious items.

"No way. I know it's an empty proposition. All I want is Chris' lifespan."

"Lifespan? Am I going to die?"

"Well, things don't all work out. Perhaps the Shadow King will come to kill you now. If Chris and he get together, it's going to be a pretty interesting scene, but it's obvious, isn't it?"

"Do not affirm. The result is that no one knows."

Chris was sensitive. It's not that being the King of Shadows didn't keep you alive. Chris was confident. He was an infinite growth, but growing faster in a firefight. It wasn't about grabbing the opponent's ankle.

"But isn't it bad to have one last thing-- insurance?"

With a gentle tone, Slander pushes the lamp of Alhazard forward. Chris switches between the lamp and the slander in Alhazard. A treasure rolled from a vine. Accept or decline. Chris, who had grown one step further through open-wall infinite growth, had already known that the lamp in Alhazard was authentic. You also notice that Slander didn't pull the trigger.

After picking up the lamp in Alhazard, Chris had no choice but to put a question in his head.

"Why are you doing me a favor?"

"Why do you think this is a favor?"

"..."

Chris shut up because he didn't even think about it. I never thought of it that way. It wasn't a favor. It was a dramatic remark after the advent.

"It's not all altruistic favors, it's the path to selfish computation. I want Chris to survive a long time. To be precise, I want you to stay alive until the end."

"Is it good for me to live long?"

Slander shrugs.

"That's not a bad story. I don't want anything more from Chris. I give the product, and Chris lives on it for a long time. Is there an easier causal relationship than this?"

"I thought you might be hiding something."

"Then you wouldn't have said that in the first place. There are more ways to trick you than the stars in the night sky."

"That's an odd thing to say."

"So Chris can rest assured that he's going to use the lamp in Alhazard. If I've given it to you and you've never used it, it'll be as sad as that."

Chris laughed in relief. Not bad. No, I was relieved. He was welcome to use each other. It was better than cluttering together with kindness and kindness.

Alto comes to mind, but Chris shakes his head. It was a deal with her anyway. A smart rabbit can dig three oysters. Kicking the opportunity that was coming was the lowest step.

After Crowell and Lavania appeared behind Chris' back, the slander pulled out a stick the size of a palm of his hand. There was a little lens on the front.

Flash, as the slider presses the switch, a blindly bright light emanates from within the lens. Chris thought of a scene in the movie and frowned.

"You don't remember anything. Slander is not a fact that centuries-old genius visited your home, but a delusion created by your greed. Now you're here because Chris has been cooking for you for a long time."

"It would be more realistic if you visited."

"Really? I'm surprised you've never cooked before. I mean, I've got two of them on a bell. All grown-ups can do in the first place is eat by themselves and laugh."

"If you want to talk nonsense..."

The flash of light emanating from within the lens ignored Chris' words neatly. Cruwell and Lavania stared at Slander's mouth with a blank expression on their memory.

"You don't remember anything. Slander is not a fact that centuries-old genius visited your home, but a delusion created by your greed. Now, you're here because Chris asked you to teach him cooking. I don't know if you want to grow up or be fickle... but please teach me well."

The slander stands up and smiles joyfully at Chris's face.

"Oh, by the way, it's not just Alto who can support you in what you want to do. So don't forget I have a choice."

"Okay, get the hell out of here."

Slander nods with a cheerful step. After a late awakening, Ravania smiles gladly at Chris.

"Chris, is that how much you want to cook?"

Chris gets a headache from the disaster that Slander left behind. I can see why he's the same as Alto.

/390

Returning through the past designation-the 23rd and 78th iterations-he spent time managing his change. Fortunately, there was no defect. It was a future I had experienced many times, so it was not difficult to respond.

A year later, disaster came as if it were natural. Sitting in his heart was not fear and fear of the unknown. All that was left for him who had already repeated the "current situation" so that he could not count it, was his desire to move quickly into the future.

Sihyun, who went into space as an offering to the Hayler continent, removed K'Tulu, the source of the disaster. He did not even open his mouth when he faced K'Tulu. I didn't even bother to say it. The important thing was to kill K'Tulu and move on.

Beginning with the image of transcendence, the demonstration of the fowl and the arcade erupted into the rock. I slammed into it from the start. A demonstration that moves faster than K'Tulu shakes the lead. K'Tulu already knew what he was capable of.

"You do have a funny trick. I have experienced so many worlds across the sea of stars that I don't know the 'source'..."

"Shut up."

In the past, I would have unconsciously handed it over. But I knew for sure. Azatos-ex-patient is the one who gave himself a past assignment, or a past regression. He gave himself endless opportunities to return to the throne through hardship and adversity.

He did not refuse. I wasn't afraid. I was going to use everything I could. What if his past life was Azatos, and he was an ordinary worker? You're the only one here! Sihyun pushed K'Tulu to the limit step by step.

Over the past year, the power of demonstration has been constantly moving. It was an inevitable change even if I wanted to avoid it. The trace Azatos left was unconscious communication with the universe.

Until now, it was impossible to distinguish power. It was because it was no exaggeration to say that they were integrated under the great power of 'Ultimate'. It was not that he had become noticeably strong, but it was undeniable that his insides had changed.

During the turbulent workshop, he calmly examines K'Tulu's actions. As he scattered the power of the unknown oil through the solar system, he realized that his time had run out.

'Coming.'

On the other hand, K'Tulu reacted at the same time as Sihyun corrected his posture.

K'Tulu, who had mastered his mind, made fun of the time. The concept-time equally distributed to all was monopolized. Time is the foundation that separates the past from the present and the future. K'Tulu now has a compass to choose from.

A privilege against the providence and laws of the universe. From birth, K'Tulu, who saw the flow of time, became the center of the world-universe.

[Opening wall - regression of origin]

I was so bored that his movements were relaxed. Xi Hyun did not use his doomsday looting. Even if it was fate, it was impossible to go back in time.

It was not that there was no solution. No, it was as if there was no variation of the origin regression for Sihyun who had read Master Keraeno and understood his nature. As K'Tanid said, time is fair to all. Realizing the passage of time, he was able to trample K'Tulu down just by standing still.

He realized what his past life was, and was no longer a preacher who spent six years. He was like the universe, the source of an age before it.

The time K'Tulu holds could not build the time of his demonstration. Naturally, Xi Hyun's time flowed backward toward K'Tulu.

"Cough, cough... big. Kuaaak...!"

K'Tulu vomits blood without fail. Regression was a privilege to reverse the opponent's time with the time he had. It was a truly striking characteristic. But now the origins were not on his side. It turned into a double-edged sword and struck him in the neck.

"I can go beyond my own time...?"

K'Tulu's eyes were filled with awe and tension. The only thing that could cross the origins was the creature that accumulated more time than that. There were not many beings who could accumulate more time than the great old being. No, it was fixed.

"Who the hell are you?"

K'Tulu's tentacles tremble violently. If he had so much time, he wouldn't have been able to remember. So far, there has been no assumption of hiding.

"Well, I wonder about that."

Sihyun reached out his arms and grabbed K'Tulu's head. After hammering the origins, he raises his thinking. I opened the third transcendence of the law of lions with a mind not to use my hand again.

It was a technology that transcended death and became one with death. Strength beyond the category already proposed by Legion. The power close to the opening wall unfolded in the hands of Se-hyun.

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