King of Shadows

Slander doesn't intend to stop. Even if you fail this time, you can succeed next time. It was no exaggeration to say that the demonstration of Azatoth's resurrection was at the center of events and accidents. It was because of Azatoth's ability not to reach him.

'Sihyun is the only one who can see Azatos' will. '

Azatos hoped the outcome would be more likely against the march of Xi Hyun. Otherwise, it would not have given ordinary humans the ability and opportunity to overflow with anger. Slander licks his dry lips and quickly devises a plan.

Following the trail of Azatoth, the demonstration grew unpredictably fast. Chris was in a position to catch up with him. He was also interested in Slander's plan to see if he knew that.

"Next step... open an empty house like you did the last time?"

It was a peculiar and bizarre experience to swallow an aphose that had lost wisdom and intelligence. You've robbed your opponent of their only instinct. It was no exaggeration to use a homeless house as an empty house. Slander shrugs, understanding Chris' words.

"It's pure luck that you swallowed the Abhors. I told you there was less than half a chance. And no matter how big the universe is, it's rare. It was a coincidence that I found Abhors' trail."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I have no choice but to sharpen an awl. I know Chris is strong, but growing up like this won't help you win or lose. The first thing is to sharpen an ability or skill."

"I see."

Chris and Se-hyun grew the same every time they beat the enemy. However, Sihyun had a soul. The universe, the source before it, the soul. The infinite essence was a non-drying spring.

Even though Chris was corrected for infinite growth, when he faced the spirit, the crude colors would be revealed. The state of the soul can not be easily exceeded.

Slander has no choice but to worry. Time is limited. It wasn't that there were no resources to invest in, but what was important now was not the external factors, but the internal efficiency. The point was to complete the number of beggars in the spirit. It was because he had to move his gaze elsewhere to avoid revealing the crude colors.

"Too bad. Atlac Nacha, if she had her way, we could have gone a little easier..."

It was a huge loss for Atlac Nacha to scream. It's because if there was a kite, we wouldn't have to worry about it like this.

"Regret what has already passed is useless. And you could do a lot more than that. Am I wrong?"

"I don't know what to do with you admitting me like that."

"I just said what I saw and felt."

"I just said what I saw and felt."

Slander makes a bold move. Chris was right. If the alternative is gone, we just have to deal with the alternative. There's also the word "chicken" instead of "pheasant." Without teeth, all I had to do was hold on to my gums. Slander has chosen the best match for Chris. He knew that his actions were negatively impacting Azatos.

But it was already an arrow that flew away. He doesn't know where the arrow goes.

/483

The deepest and most secret place in outer space was chaos itself. The shapes and concepts lost meaning, and the aftermath of the collision between dimensions and dimensions broke the stars and pierced the space. All possibilities were closed, all the endings were open, all the futures were open, and all the pasts were closed, a mix of situations and phenomena.

Anything I could think of happened, and nothing I could think of was born in the darkness. There was no shortage of so-called ultimate chaos that applied strange laws and logic.

The ultimate chaos enlivened the mysteries of the universe and laid a new foundation. It was the universe itself that changed every second. A star reaching into the Meamealokkapoowa oompa breaks down and the path is pierced.

The ultimate chaos lies at the center of which lies the palace that Orlot is guarding. An absolute palace with a throne that transcends time, space and concept. Azatos, who sits on the throne of chaos, is not even moved.

The Elder Sine spills down in an unfiltered cauldron. Hippnos, who dealt with the Elder Sign, spent a long time in a dream because he was the one who ruled hypnosis and sleep.

But the Elder Sign was not an infinite tool. It wasn't even Hippos who handled it. Even though I was nervous, I had no choice but to have a gap.

Immediately, an imperfect spirit rises from within the body-azatos. And, naturally, I thought of another self, which I observed not long ago. A peculiar being that deals with souls. The incomplete spirit reminded me of the fact that every time I did this in the past, I 'enjoyed it'.

Of course, knowing everything and being good at everything was a lonely and lonely path. As soon as I saw the logic of all things, it was pain to know as soon as I heard it. I did not seem to have seen it, and I did not seem to have heard it. The joy of knowledge and happiness of accomplishment was a long story from Azatos. He was just a living being.

It was fate that he became violently in love with the metamorphosis and variables. Even the name Almighty surpasses all because it inspires Azatos. He was passionate about things he didn't know. Whenever feces and variables occurred, they were wet with joy and joy.

The only play Azatos could do was to understand the difference and variables. He sends a suitable opponent to each of his peers and variables. I adjusted my completion to try to get the most out of my variants and variables.

Once again, an imperfect spirit that recognizes itself as lonely in the past has given rise to power. He was going to do what he had done in the past. This was all that was in his head in the first place. He's a collection of knowledge and information. There was no will or self.

As the imperfect spirit loosens its power, outer space fluctuates. The foundation of the universe was agitated. But no one noticed. It was so big, so wide, it was impossible to perceive. The incomplete spirit of will through Azatoth's body carefully builds a tower.

The gradual immature touch of the incomplete mind was immature, but not immature as a result. The ultimate chaos echoes through his movements. The incomplete mind confirmed Azatoth's memory and information.

What he wants is another self equal. The force that fell from Azatoth's body became an individual. There was no expression of being able to enjoy the variants and variables and savor them. No, there was no body.

It transcended concepts and minds. It didn't have a shape. It was just a blur. The phenomenon that could be defined as miraculous, azirang, or fog was enveloped all over my body, and I realized my intention of existence at birth. Born out of the hands of an imperfect spirit, it was already a disaster beyond the great old existence.

"If that's what my father meant..."

It seems to disappear soon, but it never does. I just changed my appearance in a row like smoke that would suddenly disappear.

Unexpectedly, an imperfect mind felt a tingling sensation. I realized that there is no name to share with its existence. The incomplete spirit that realized that a name was needed to distinguish between the and Δ remained silent for a while.

However, an imperfect spirit without self or self could not be named. All the names in Azatoth's memory were taken by owners. Therefore, anyone can write an imperfect spirit, but I gave it a name, not anyone's.

'The Nameless.'

"I understand."

Whether he wanted an incomplete mind or not, 'The Nameless' left admirably. We went beyond the ultimate chaos to the other side of the universe. A huge force moves and encroaches on the surroundings, but no one is paying attention. He was the most intimate and dark creature in the universe.

He was the ruler of the unnamed and the owner of the unseen.

/484

Noticing that strange waves were pouring in close proximity to the Dreamland, Hifnos headed there with the gods of the earth. Surprisingly, the origin of the strange wave was Oriov.

Hifnos breaks the black mist that covers Oriov and enters the city in search of Norden. Unfortunately, his efforts were not rewarded. Banned lands and mountains of corpses. The reality was beyond the imagination of Hippos.

Hifnos tracks Nordens' whereabouts in secret in his grief. Hifnos, who discovered Nordens' corpse in a faraway universe, was stunned. In the mouth of Nordens, there was a heart that was left to eat. Explicit violence. Hifnos can easily guess who killed him.

He who cared for Azatoth's body couldn't help but notice the traces of Azatoth. But Hifnos knew it was him and couldn't touch him. It was because some expected of Sihyun, who inherited the traces of Azatoth, and others were interested in his walking.

Not all existences were ancient gods. There are still those who oppose their behavior. The only thing that was moving was poison. Moreover, the place where Nordens died was not the Dreamland. Without a cause, without Celia. It wasn't the answer to a random collision.

However, there was no way to overcome this situation.

Just as Sihyun brought Nordens outside Dreamland, it was enough to bring him out into the real world. Hifnos had the power to make that thought come true. He was a person who ruled sleep and hypnosis.

All the hidden worlds of dreams were his. It was in my dream that anything that could not happen would happen. Even fantasies and delusions could not be underestimated.

"Dreams and reality are a paper difference anyway."

I didn't have to go far. Dreamland, on the border between dreams and reality, was telling me everything. A powerful force could change everything.

"Moreover, dreams are my domain."

No one would notice. No, even if I did, there was nothing I could interfere with. Hipnos' ability was progressive. It was very rare for a statue with abilities and limits to grow from birth, but Hifnos remained silent in Azatoth's body for a long time. Every time he pushed himself to the limit, he couldn't help but grow up.

Hifnos recalls Nordens. Horrible, ugly face. What's left of the heart. I didn't know when that tragedy would happen again. I had to warn Sihyun. Hippos raises a heavy butt, deciding to imprint on him that they're not worth it.

It was his turn now.

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1. Azatoth's body is asleep because of the Elder Sign + Hippos' ability, etc.