King of Shadows

There was a recipe for resurrecting the dead. It was a text that ordinary beings could neither see nor understand, but after a long training, Duang succeeded in exceeding the limits. An unprecedented language began to pour out of his mouth.

The high and low voices were grim, grim, and the once-in-a-lifetime dentures were truly frightening. Duang sprinkles white powder and Grogan's corpse convulses. Life returned to death and began to move again.

At any given moment, Toland did not keep his mouth shut because it was a frightening thing. Duang's abilities were amazing. He was in a state that could not be expressed strongly. It was Duang who was actually carrying the worm bodies. He was the reason so many people could gather. The power to recycle corpses into soldiers. As long as Duang is around, Warm Body's victory is assured.

"Awake from deep sleep. You don't belong there, you belong here."

The mystery of the soaring worm resonates with Grogan's corpse. Knowing that he had reached his peak, Duang pulled out the brains and hearts in the cellar and threw them onto Grogan's corpse. The chunks of flesh seeping into his body twist and twist. Soon, the melted brain and heart became a face.

An impression reminiscent of a poet or scholar. There was no error in Grongon's face and a single inch of good-looking eyewear like a woman. With both eyes open, Gromgan rises from his seat. He crosses death and looks at Duang casually.

Duang tucks the mystery of the worm into his chest and taps Grogan's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll pay for my life at your expense. A body that died once anyway. It doesn't make a difference if you die twice."

Duang smiles faintly, imagining a future not too far away.

"Follow me. I'll introduce you to some friends."

Duang resurrected countless soldiers. Among them were those who knew Grogan. As Duang leaves the cellar, Grogan follows him out of the cellar. The resurrected Gromgan was neither more nor less a slave who listened to his master's commands. It's about giving up the past and the dead.

/490

"Dad!"

"Oops."

Kathy looks at Sihyun's face and relies on him. Sihyun strokes Kathy's head against her arm, like a spider on an old tree.

"It's dangerous, Kathy."

"But it's good to see you! It's been a long time."

"But be careful."

"That's what my dad would do, okay!"

Sihyun gladly looked at Kathy. She grew up differently every day. It wasn't just external growth. The power of K'Tulu and the reversal of the cache have skyrocketed.

As soon as you push Kathy away, you raise your hands.

"I have a brother, Si-hyun. So don't act like you don't have one. Are you going to be angry?"

"How could I forget about Deeroe? Thank you for always looking out for Kathy."

Sihyun turned his head to tell me the truth. She wiggles her fingers, weak in praise.

"Not that much. How well Kathy listens."

It was Kathy, not Shi Hyun, who responded to the reflective remarks.

"Really?"

"Well, Kathy's the best."

"Me too!"

Kathy sticks to her arm. She and Deeroe hung together like one. Meanwhile, friendship seemed like a good sister.

"I'm glad we look good together."

Dero, she was just as grown up as Cash. It was exuding a feminine atmosphere. Maybe it's because I have a brother. Her face was buried everywhere.

"Oh, and Lynn and Bererosa are busy, so they said they'd come later. Tell him I'm sorry."

"Yes, I can't help it. The city is the city."

When he heard the message, he nodded. It was obvious that he was busy preparing for the dimensional meeting. It was because Lin and Bererosa were the backbone of the Tagnaria Kingdom.

"Swimming and Alto? Didn't you come to the Kingdom of Tagnaria first?"

"Oh, you mean the sisters?"

As I thought of swimming and Alto, I scratched my cheek, smiling awkwardly. Cathy has the same reaction as her. At that moment, my heart became cool. A lot of thoughts passed through my mind.

"What's the matter with you? Was there an accident?"

"There was no accident. It could be an accident, but..."

As he sighed, he said frankly.

"My sisters are training at the training ground."

"What, was it so hard to say that?"

"But... haha, it's nothing."

He had to tilt his head. The reaction to Deeroe was uneasy. But he did. Alto's ambition was to take others to the next level. I couldn't have been practicing normally.

"The white paper is worth something. See for yourself. I'm telling you, be strong. Well, we'll be off then. See you tonight."

Once I grabbed Kathy's hand, I was out of sight. She turns her head as she stares at them disappearing. because I'm curious. Finding swimming and Alto was easy. There were only two people using the training ground at this time.

When he arrived at the training ground, he took a step back without enduring the heat. I could tell without seeing it. The precedent surrounding the training ground was no joke. He was able to kill hundreds of people just by spilling out.

Gulp. Sihyun, who swallowed the dried saliva, quietly entered the training ground. And horrified. What caught his eye was an unimaginable reality.

It was the struggle of demons and demons. Bang, the land shakes at the same time as the demon that lost his left eye and the ghost that forgot to retreat collide. Alto had no way of letting go. She insists on digging through the gaps in the pool. Every time she swam, she heard bones breaking and muscles ripping.

The demonstration I was listening to was reflexively shifting. But I didn't give up swimming. No, I didn't back down. She goes on even when her body is torn apart. After a short while, the swim takes a step forward and smashes Alto's head.

It was a fight between the beasts. It was no exaggeration to say that they were dogs fighting to defend the realm. The arch-enemy won't fight like that. Sihyun seemed to know why Deroro and Kathy hated it. It was because anyone would get tired of swimming and alto.

Their fight was monotonous. Hit him, hit him. Hit him, hit him. It was a primitive workshop, not a piece of cake. It was a battlefield without front or back.

It was Alto who was shaking the lead, so the workshops were barely balanced.

"More! More! Swimming, is that what you're talking about?"

"That can't be right!"

"Then show your will! You have no strength in your fists. I'd rather wash the dust off the sheets with that fist! Su-young!"

"Ugh..."

"In this way, you will forever fail."

The struggle is not over. If the swim seems to collapse, Alto somehow raises her up. Alto pushed the swim to its limit.

The swimming that opened the Apostle's evidence accepted the idea that the institution was broken. The rebound is all made of steel, and she sprints out like an angry bull. The ground splits like a spider web along the footsteps.

The swim approaches Alto and focuses on its power. Extremely compressive force. Swimming utilizing the gonads punched out. Kubang, the sound follows her arm slowly. However, Alto has casually counteracted the swimming blow.

"That's all for today. I have to practice tomorrow."

Alto, who hit the swimmer, greeted him with a refreshing look. Sihyun's head was tingling. Scattered hair. A body soaked in blood and sweat. She couldn't say it was clean even with a good word. However, Alto waves his hand naturally, whether he knows what he looks like.

"Papa, are you here?"

"Hah, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing... I told you before. I'll give you my own advice for the weak. Papa said yes, didn't he?"

"This is not what I was thinking."

Alto realized what he was talking about, covering his chest with his arms. She blushes.

"The waves... why are you so ashamed to see it through? Awkward ♥"

"Alto..."

As he frowned, Alto waved his hands.

"This is a duel - a hell of a drill - that swimmers want. So don't be mad."

The swim that appeared behind Alto's back nods. It was all she wanted.

"Yes, I begged Alto. So if you want to yell at me, yell at me."

Sihyun was unable to teach him how to swim. Swimming was not a drill. It was suicide, not training, until bones were broken and muscles were torn. Even if she has an outstanding body, that doesn't change.

"Swimming, I don't mean you don't understand the idea of wanting to go higher, but this is wrong. No one's gonna like you for cutting yourself."

"But I have to do what I can to help you."

"You never told me to be helpful."

One beat later, he realized his mistake. It was a mistake not to hide my frustration when I saw him swimming. He tapped his head and corrected what he said.

"Take your time. No one touches you. Slowly..."

"You can't always use your help."

I wanted to be recognized by Sihyun. I wanted to show him that I was no longer a child.

"Swimming, you don't have to overdo it."

"You always think of me as a child. I want to be recognized by you. Don't you think I'm a liability every time something happens?"

Swimming told me a story I hadn't been able to tell. I took out the sincerity I had in my heart. It always has been. Every time an incident erupts, the swim is thick like a third party. Because that's all she could do.

"At least I want to be beaten up in front of you. I want to face you on equal footing, not on protective relationships. Is my wish too big?"

"There's a role to play, Swimmer. Doing the wrong thing will be a burden on you and on me."

"Do you want to have a doll that listens to you? Would I rather live in a place where no one can come and wait for you to come?"

"That's not it..."

Sihyun's head went crazy. Swimming rebelled against him for the first time. He hurriedly opened his mouth, but the swimming was already gone.

"There are times when waves hit landmines. Cook, don't underestimate your efforts to look bad. I'm sure swimming will have a mind."

"You're the one who encouraged me, Alto."

Sihyun guessed exactly who put the false wind in the swimming.

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