King of Shadows

Slander shrugs. Alto was indignant as he rolled his tongue like a grunt. Slander couldn't have helped Chris for no reason. There must have been corresponding chatter.

"Why did you save Chris? You'd better answer well. It could cost you your life."

The room behind Alto's back was fluttering. And the black mist flows through it and erodes the surroundings.

"I was curious at first. Alto, I was touched by you."

"Don't be ridiculous! How many times have I warned you! Don't hang around me."

"But it's true. This is what happened when you threw him out as soon as you found his trail."

"You've got some nerve. You're saying I did everything wrong?"

"I did it on behalf of Alto, the mistake you made. The sin of trying to extinguish a single life is heavy."

"Don't even think about it. You and I both know that's not true, right?"

If Slander was in the back, I could understand what Chris was up to. Slander was that versatile.

Sadly, that became a great burden on Alto. Slander was an obstacle she couldn't easily see. If it were any other body, I'd ignore it and squash it with strength.

But Slander has always been a man of subtle origins. It had an unusual history among the body parts. The fact that he showed up meant that he was ready for it. That's why Alto was not discouraged.

"... Are you after Papa, too?"

"I'm worried about Zanawak or my father. It's good for your children to honor their parents, but you have to worry about your life first."

Slander nods at Chris. Chris silently stares at Alto with an ugly crooked face. His fury burns cold.

"You taught me about Qadas to bring Papa here, didn't you?"

"It was half a favor."

"The rest is malicious."

Alto ignores Slander's words lightly because he's lying. If it was a favor to lure the prey into the mud, this situation would also be an extension of affection. Alto shakes his head. I only had a headache if I take it seriously.

"Slander, you knew all along, didn't you? Don't tell me you don't know... the source of the Savior. It's a farce to say you don't know anything about the Seeker."

"You want to talk about the ruined father? Well, they're not crumbly. I wasn't interested at the beginning."

It wasn't Alto, it was Chris who responded to Slander.

"... one of those crumbs must be me, Slander."

"There's no need to be so defensive. It's the same thing, not a lump, not a shrapnel, not a criss-not a father."

Slander raises his hand. Behavior that means disconnection from the conversation. He gives Alto his final sentence.

"Alto, you have to get off the stage now. If I had gone to Qadas, I would have felt a little more comfortable. That's too bad. Father, even if I have Se-hyun, I can't help it."

"Why are you standing in the way of the papa?"

"... because I'm tired."

"Wait! What are you talking about?"

Alto yells, but Slander doesn't look at her. As Slander turns his back, Chris comes forward. They switched places as quickly as they did Baton Touch. One and Sherry moved as they watched the situation.

But Chris wouldn't let you in. Revenge had to be done in his hands. With Slander's help, Chris has risen to prominence in space. The great old being was no longer his opponent.

"Go away. This is no place for you to interfere."

Chris shakes his hand and one and Sherry are pushed back without a hitch.

"I will prepare a plausible stage."

A black mist erupts from the palm of Slander's hand and envelops Oriov. The dark-bitten Oriov falls from the Dreamland. Through the boundaries of dreams and reality, we became a star world.

"Let's stop making dots, Alto."

Chris cries out in a shallow, dark space. He was the source of the contamination and the king of the beasts, devouring Abhors' power. Alto bursts into elasticity as it rumbles through his bones. Chris was no longer what she knew.

"Slander...! What did you do to Chris?"

"Alto, this is what you were going to do. You tried to empower Chris, too."

"But this..."

Alto was unable to connect the horses. A long time ago, Chris, who was a great old being, appeared as an extraterrestrial god. What kind of magic did they cast? There was no answer in my head.

It was not difficult to make an ordinary human into a great old being if you worked hard. But even so, she didn't know how to elevate a great old being to an extraterrestrial god.

"That's not the point, Alto."

Chris reaches out to Alto without moving to prepare. He aims for her waist. Alto pulls the acid from the base of his skirt and stops him from striking. Half of Oriv flies away in an instant as the two men collide.

"Hehe."

Alto, unable to withstand the seemingly explosive force, is pushed back without hesitation. Chris' physical ability, which had inherited the Aphors' ability-was the beast itself. Chris was always positively influenced if he was physically-physically-physically- within the category.

Alto, who set up a straightforward mountain, slammed down on Chris. An umbrella covered in black shadows gnaws at Chris' arm. Attack with the energy of death. But Chris was the source of the contamination. It was not a matter of offsetting similar lineages.

"I wasn't playing around!"

"On the contrary, it seems Alto was playing."

Calibrated for unlimited growth, Chris grew up using Alto as a platform. The chaos and chaos that make up Alto was becoming increasingly visible. Every second he made progress.

"I heard a funny story from Slander."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Surprisingly, Nilatotheb didn't trust the bodies."

No way...

Alto swallowed a dry saliva. As Chris said, Nilatotheb did not trust the bodies. That's why he made a 'hook' to grab the collar of the body. The link is like a receiver where the torso can receive the power of Niallatotheb.

Everything Alto can compete with Chris now is powered by Nilatotheb.

"The connection..."

Chris observed Alto's movements calmly. As long as Alto is the anatomy of Nilatotheb, there must be a weakness-linked ring. He aimed for it. Even if they were corrected for infinite growth, it was impossible to crush Alto with force. It was best to disconnect Nylatotep from her.

Shortly after, Chris pierces the link between Nilatothep and Alto. I've listened to Slander's explanation hundreds and thousands of times. It was strange not to realize.

Alto's weaknesses were 'debt' and 'yielding'. A must-have and an adornment she always had. There was nothing strange about the importance. For a moment, Chris, who dug into Alto's arms, broke the debt and bent the mountain.

"Tsk."

Alto felt the power to accompany him slip out of his body, and he felt defeated. It reminded me that Chris was obsessed with debt and income.

'I knew from the start.'

Alto recognizes that Slander has crossed the last line. The weaknesses of the anatomy of Nialla Totep were a topic that should not be discussed until the end. Betrayal, treason, disobedience. I couldn't express it in any word.

"Slander! You, you! How far do I have to get in the way to get my mind off things? This is forbidden! You're telling me the secrets of your body? Are you insane?!"

"You're out of your mind."

"You can't tell secrets if you're sane. If I find out about this, I won't leave you alone!"

Alto sells the slander with bloodshot eyes, but he shrugs softly.

"Well, is it going to work like you said? Maybe he doesn't care. Nothing happened to you, me spreading secrets, you being disconnected."

Slander says Alto opens his eyes. She couldn't deny that he was right. A stool should have happened by now. He couldn't not have known about this situation. But Bourne did not respond. Alto trembles at the thought that maybe he won't regain his strength again.

"Abandoned by Nilatothep?" It always creeps me out, and this is how it ends. "

"It's not like that. Well, that's wrong. You don't even know who he is yet."

"Why don't you embrace reality?"

"Tsk..."

Chris grabbed Alto's thin neck. Hard palms like iron hold the throats fiercely, and Alto closes his eyes, unable to bear the pain. She loses her strength and is just an ordinary girl.

"I always hated Alto. It was because they had a cheerful smile, a cheerful voice, and an unfounded sense of confidence. I'm an idol fan, and I've never wanted to yell at you for some nonsense I don't understand. But that's the end of the idea. Because Alto will disappear from here."

The flame burns from Chris' hand, which summoned the source of the contamination. The dark-bitten flame was an evil flower that corrupted even the essence. Alto struggles with the heat that seems to melt his flesh, but it is useless.

"This is the color of the flame that burned my face one day."

Chris smiles bitterly and puts his hand on Alto's face. His face begins to melt with a black flame. Alto bites his lip instead of screaming.

"Resistance is useless."

Chris smiles joyfully, looking at Alto's hideously twisted eyes. He was going to take a picture of the Mark that wasn't erased from her. But Chris's imagination did not continue. The hand that came through the space cut off his arm.

After stepping back, Chris was able to see the creature breaking through the space.

"What are you doing?"

When she arrived in Oriov in the shadows, she saw an unbelievable sight. Alto was brutally defeated by Chris. Sihyun held Alto in his arms.

"It's okay... No, it can't be."

"Papa, you came for me."

"Don't talk."

He frowned at the smell of pricking his nose. Alto's left eye turns to ash, and its surroundings are badly distorted. Sihyun, who caused the distress, put his hand on Alto's face. But the wound doesn't go away. The condition is fixed.

"As expected, you have surpassed my expectations. Or maybe we've had a fight. It's amazing how quickly you can finish Norden."

Mate, mate, mate. Slander claps loudly. He clenched his fist in a weak manner.

"If you use past designations..."

Xi Hyun's thoughts did not continue. Slander intercepted his thoughts first.

"It's no use trying to go back in time. because I can't go up there either. It's an equal trade and an equal exchange."

He could see that the time zone was fixed and became a circulation point. Strong constraints and restrictions. Strength beyond past designation. Realizing that the body isn't capable of carrying one, he looks at Slander as if he can't be trusted. The slander is not a body. There was only one case left.

"Nialla totep...?"

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