King of Shadows

From Chris' point of view, Slander's actions are as sudden as lightning strikes the dry sky. Slander shrugs once again, confirming that Lan Tegos is dead.

"That's a pity. I think the timing has shifted. I thought it was time to kill Sloan Tegos. Too bad I didn't hear him out."

"Don't pretend you don't want to hear it."

"That's okay to misunderstand. I'm free."

We've known each other for a year, but Chris feels strangely familiar to the slander. It is because he did not know his goals and objectives. It wasn't Chris's taste to play at someone's fingertips without knowing anything. I was deceived enough by Alto.

"Finally, the resurrection is in my hands. If you're so proud, you can resurrect Tegos, right? You may not be interested, but I'm a little curious."

Chris approaches Lan Tegos. But he couldn't even walk two steps. Slander stands in his way. Strange static eroded the intestine. The smile disappears from Slander's mouth momentarily.

"That's why I don't like kids who notice."

Chaos and chaos. A disorderly disposition unfolds over your face. Joy and sadness. Joy and despair. Good and evil. It is a cloudy aura from which the contradictory concepts are mixed and mixed.

Crushed by Slander's energies, Chris breathes heavily. I couldn't resist even though I had similar temperaments. Slander has been a complete being since the creation of the universe. It was no exaggeration to say that the weight of time was another measure.

Slander's eyes are extremely dry. What was in it was an endless abyss.

Chris instinctively realizes the true nature of the slander. It was different from the beings he had dealt with so far. The fact that he was standing there alone was an irresistible chaos and confusion that eroded reason and providence. I felt like I couldn't come out once I went in.

"No, you have to blame Tegos for talking lightly. Oh, my god. I can't believe you're still mad at Chris for not encouraging him."

Slander tapped the deliberate shoulder of Chris with a smile on his mouth, as always.

Neither Slander could have predicted that Lan Tegos would bring it up. Maybe it's because he was split from the same root. Lan Tegos had gotten used to Chris.

It was no exaggeration to say that it was a mistake that came out once every billion years. But it didn't matter if they found out. Nothing has changed since Chris was obsessed with new facts. Because he had no other choice.

"I wanted to take the stairs step by step, but I couldn't help it. because it was going to come out someday. Now that you know, it won't make a difference."

Slander's situation was uncertain. He was always in charge of the situation. I actually enjoyed it. But in the words of Ran Tegos, his plan fell apart.

"Have you got a story to hide from me?"

"In that way, I feel sad. Whether I spoke or not, there was only one way you could go."

"It was one anyway...? You sound funny. You speak as if my destiny is sealed."

"Because it's true."

Looking at the slander, Chris bursts into elasticity.

"... Now that you've helped me, it was very intentional. Tell me precisely, or I will destroy you first."

"Let's move on. It's a cumbersome, annoying story to tell here. It's going to take a long time."

"You'll have to explain."

Chris follows the slander through the gaps in the dimensions. After the resurrection, there was no reason for him to stay at the North Pole. The atmosphere shifts as they cover their tracks.

High and shallow, swollen beings - with a blade wind - and low and deep, swollen beings - with a blade wind. Two beings of different temperaments travel through the corpses of Ran Tegos, drawing a strange trajectory. They lost their strength and became a natural disaster and greedily devoured the corpses of Ran Tegos. They shouted to the world, craving even a single bone and a drop of blood.

krrrrrreeeeeeeeeee.

grrererererererer.

At the same time as the roar that filled the glacier disappeared, they also hid themselves. Like he wasn't there in the first place.

At that time, Sherry was traveling across the continent in search of the cause of the waves, leaving Tagnaria. Realizing that the tide had begun at Haler-Gate, she searched for traces. Sherry moves along an invisible causal relationship that reaches a great old existence. After stepping across the western continent to the frontier, she had no choice but to stop.

"This is..."

There were no sensory beings. But instinct taught me.

"It was definitely here."

Sherry was convinced for many years that she had watched how Shub Niguras hid his power and how he utilized it. The trail leads north. Sherry arrived at the Arctic where she left everything to vague instincts and vague conjectures.

A place where the trail ends and where there are new trails. Not long after Sherry found a trail of fresh ice, she was able to find a giant glacier.

It was only for a moment that I was attracted to a transparent and smooth surface. After realizing that there was a crack in the ice, Sherry threw herself into it. The interior of the glacier was surprisingly cozy. Except for the fact that there are flesh masses that reveal the tendons and veins.

"So this is it, then."

Sherry turns her head, shredded in flesh. There was evidence that the guest had been there, so she moved without hesitation. Sherry reaches a dead end and sees a big hole. It's about three to five meters in size. There are some loose ends. Sherry bites her lip realizing that there was a great old being inside. I came to find the cause of the wave, but I saw trouble I didn't even think of.

"I must inform my master."

Sherry did not hesitate. Something unusual was happening.

/504

One sighed. One sleepwalker has not yet woken up. Knock, knock. The one who arrived at the destination knocked on the door.

"Se-hyun, get up."

Knock, knock. Nervously knocked on the door, but he didn't even flinch.

"Time to get up, Se-hyun. How long are you going to stay in bed?"

One came into the room. It was evidence that he was lazy when the sun came up, but he did not wake up. When I approached him, my heart cooled. It was because it was not excessive for a corpse to hold their hands together and not move.

"Se-hyun...?"

One of the anxieties from the raid shook his shoulders like crazy, but he didn't wake up. I just shrunk my shoulders like a broken doll.

"Get up! Sihyun, don't play with me."

One shouted, but he didn't move. I just slept very, very well. Deep and deep in the swamp, he never returns. Only then did I realize something was wrong, and I ran down the hallway. I needed the help of others.

/505

Rin and Bererosa, then swim with one. Four women were gathered in one place. They had different personalities, but both anxious and restless expressions were the same.

After opening the door, a girl came in, and Bererosa got up from her seat. Her stronghold contains an unseen sense of urgency.

"Miss Alto, what was the outcome?"

"Breath, pulse are normal. It doesn't cause seizures. It doesn't cause a seizure. It's terribly good. Papa's having a good time."

"You mean you're sleeping comfortably. But why isn't it happening?"

"Perhaps, I have been struck by Hippos. It's impossible to explain what happened to Papa if it wasn't for him. If he had suppressed the waves of the past for so many years, he would not have been a difficult opponent."

The reason was so many garages, there was no doubt about it. Alto knew all about Hippos. He controls sleep and hypnosis. In the dream, there was nothing I could do to oppose him.

Unfortunately, Alto was just an ordinary girl who had lost her connection. If the area of activity was as large as before, he would have noticed the change in the demonstration in advance.

Alto sighs and shakes his head. She knew better than anyone that that that was an excuse. It was the work of Hippos, determined and done. Even if he knew his plan, it would have been impossible to stop him.

"Hana, why don't you go into your dreams? You've been in there before."

Lin glances at one. One remembers going to Dreamland with Sihyun.

"I've already tested it. Different difficulty."

One did everything in his power, but in the end, he couldn't enter the dream. The dream he dreamed was also his, but it was also the existence that invited him into the dream. It was appropriate to say, "Dongmyeongdong", not "Dongmyeongdong".

"So you can't wake him up?"

"At least it's impossible to stimulate from this side. Even if you miraculously enter, you are more likely to be bounced off. And the shock must lead to death."

"One thing is true. We have to wait for Papa to come out on his own."

"But what if it doesn't come out?"

At Bererosa's question, Alto bows his head. The answer was already set.

"You'll never wake up, and you'll wander in your dreams."

Swimming trembles at the sentence of death. She couldn't stand the tears that burst out. I was blinded by the thought that I might not be able to see him again. I felt a thorn in my chest that I still hadn't apologized.

Bererosa hugs the swaying swimmer.

"Swimming Miss, the more time like this, the more we need to stay awake. Se-hyun always came back to us. Isn't it a little early to think he's not coming back?"

The swim that wiped away the tears replied vigorously.

"I'm sorry."

"No. I just wanted to tell you that grief doesn't help."

A clear swim, like a splash of cold water on his face, calmed his mind. I was counting on someone else to get recognition from him.

"What are you going to do about the dimensional conference? If they find out that Se-hyun won't wake up..."

One question was answered. Dimensional talks were still ongoing. Bererosa clears her head and concludes.

"Let's proceed as planned. We have to do what we can right now. It's like you don't deserve to be with him if you can't even protect your home."

"Yes, I'll help Papa wake up and not be ashamed."

"Let's try to wake him up happy."

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