King of Shadows

The surface spills like a hoe. The rhythm of the external nucleus and internal nucleus. In a situation where everything was shattered and collapsed, K'Tulu used the reverse direction to squeeze through the gap. I tried my best to reverse the flow of time and take control.

But Sherry didn't make his move. To be precise, the incomplete reversal did not allow her to follow in her footsteps. It was also natural. Now he was sharing his abilities with Cash.

There was no way you could hunt down another creature with your half-assed ability. Sherry and K'Tulu were devastated. I could win or lose depending on my condition or luck that day.

"... then."

[Opening wall - regression of origin]

I had no choice but to speed up. At the same time as K'Tulu's announcement, Sherry's history began to be erased. Time wasn't on her side. But Sherry lost track of time, as you can see. The time she accumulated was billions. It was not a level that could be dismantled at once.

Moreover, she could not tolerate it. Sherry, covered in dark matter, artificially raises her rage. What she wants is for the satellite's core to explode. Sherry throws a spear at the unpredictable explosive power of Genesis.

"Avoid him like a dog. Your life is already out of your concern."

"How dare...!"

"You're like a dog because you can only bark like that. Isn't there a more unusual answer?"

K'Tulu's eyes sank cold. I became the last eight because I felt confident that anyone could win except Se-hyun. But whatever this is, He bursts into elasticity as he looks at the creation of the world shooting at the satellite's core.

I accepted it lightly, but I didn't think it would end lightly. K'Tulu trembles at the thought that he might face a second death here.

/609

The hundreds of thousands of meteorites and asteroids piloting Xsackclude is no exaggeration, even if it is one star. The rays that make up his body vomit a brilliant color. Even a satellite couldn't contain him beyond size and scale.

K'Sackclude spills its light. Just as there were so many objects in the body, the satellites selected on the stage were a matter of consuming them. There was no place where his will could not reach. Even on the other side of the satellite, he could reach it in a second if he wished.

Alto, who swallowed the satellite and its expanding Xsackclude, gave the wind a scattered hair.

"It's noisy, Xaxcludt. I heard that a lame dog barks louder. That's exactly what you're doing."

"Negative."

"Oh, did you hear that? Anyway, my ears are bright."

Alto was able to stand alone, even if there was no connection. And I could confidently look up at Xsackclude. Her long build was not a mirage that suddenly disappeared overnight. It has always been a solid foundation of support beside her.

She was able to stand up again in a short period of time because she had experience and memories. It was the same even if it was born as the body of Nilatothep. She was in a state of her own will and will.

Alto was able to confront the Ksackclutch like this because it was one of the bodies that had been 'opened up' from Nialla Totep's touch. Moreover, the constant force that entered her through the evidence of the apostle became another support for her.

"Forgiveness. Unacceptable. Shadow, apostle of the king. Death. Punishment."

Numerous heavenly bodies revolved fiercely along the rays emitted by Xsackclude. Swinging an indescribable mass was a prop from the Kreutzklörtmann.

If you allow it to strike, it will turn to dust in between. Even if the target becomes a satellite, nothing has changed. But Alto smiles bitterly. She has revealed her nature for a long time.

"You talk too much about being robbed to the bottom."

Alto's mind was filled with chaos and confusion, but Alto was distracted. She longs to see the despair of Xsackclude. I wanted to see him fall to the bottom.

"Shadow. The apostle of the king. Body. Separate. Victory. Confidence."

"You think I and Papa are different? That is unforgivable."

Ksackclude, with its ancient light, was an obstacle during the troubles for a shadow master. There was a difference between imagination and excellence. Despite this, K'Sackclude has been defeated in vain. He had the most powerful weapon in his hand, but he couldn't kill the opponent.

For Alto, K'Sackclude was just a fool who couldn't even use his abilities.

"The idea of coming back to Papa was a complete failure!"

Even when he did not gain a soul and a bow, he was in a state beyond Xsackclude. The challenge again did not change the outcome.

Alto, who had thrown many heavenly bodies, scattered a black fog. Their fight to invade galactic armies across the galaxy was a disaster on its own. Even if the Earth were far away, it wouldn't be safe.

Alto, who cut off dimensions and dimensions, declared to the world:

[Zip 38370;) - Table Commencement]

Vain theories, vain theories. An unproductive pun. An incident that ends with thoughts only. Alto loved it so much. The realm of delusion and imagination has always inspired her. The table consolation further reinforced her inspiration.

Words that are unrealistic become reality. How exciting and exciting this is. The tabletop was an opening that revealed the desire deep in her heart.

Alto was unable to control himself. Alto strokes the cheek above and lets out a deep breath. After swallowing the saliva, she puts lies and deceit in her mouth.

"Pronouns one, light cannot overcome darkness."

Alto's declaration made the imagination a reality.

/610

The phenomenon that can be defined as miraculous, azirang, or fog all over my body seemed to fade away, but it never disappeared. As the ruler of the unnamed and owner of the unseen, he aimed at Shu as soon as the Sixteen Commandments began.

Shoe reveals the horn of the goat, the trademark, which unleashes dark matter.

On the other side of the infinite expansion. I don't know where it is, but it's out there somewhere. A space where there are beings who can see everything in dust and turn it back to dust. She invited Anonymous there. To the garden-extrospace she carries.

There was no conversation between the two of you. They knew each other's positions and positions well. At the moment everything was decided by force, there was no need for words.

From the moment their gaze met, they began to bite each other's necks.

[Open Wall - Destiny Tafa]

Fate twists and twists its fate. Eliminating the imminent threat to himself, he unlawfully made the outer space designated by Shu.

Even without an indefinite bow, he was able to move on. Born in the body of Azatoth, he was born high in nature.

"But I have the same conditions."

Shoe turns over the bludgeoning. Every time she and Anonymous collide, there is a huge explosion in outer space. They broke concepts and logic, carved scars into obscure spaces, giving and receiving billions of workshops every second.

For those who control the flow of time, collapse the center of space and penetrate the universe every minute, size and distance were meaningless.

An anonymous struggle with high shoe and limits to borrow abilities from the children who gave birth to him could reach space beyond outer space.

"I was hoping it would come from my father, but it's no big deal. Or is that how you were born?"

"Hehe, that's what it looks like. Your eyes are so low you're ashamed to put them in your mouth."

Shoe, who sent the turbulence of outer space and the dark age of the universe, originates from dark matter. As she opened her arms, outer space began to tremble. Soon, a dark matter was gathering around her, making up outer space.

Her childbearing and multitude of children were not so shallow as to discuss her illiteracy within months of birth. Moreover, her power did not end here.

[Open wall - after power outage 32118]

At the same time as the dark matter that had been scattered throughout the universe clumped together, a great number of beings sank on top of it. Shu's children responded to her call.

The post power outage was not observed due to its measurable or non-measurable utility. The mass that cannot be seen or held by the hand is weighed without pittance.

As the dark matter condensed to its limit, the entire three-dimensional space was crushed. Space that will not be repaired by any means. Mass bombs penetrate beyond three dimensions to four dimensions. It was inevitable, knowing that Shu and her children were there after the war.

It was a curse that must be taken after the siege, both armed with a deadly blow and with the blessing of a gray hair at the same time.

"Careful. It's been a long time since I've worked so hard for my shoulder."

Gu Woong, as soon as the post-war war war coughs, his eyes were wide open. After the power outage, he was already approaching. The fateful man who created the variables through the blast of fate reached out his hands forward.

And everything in outer space was pushed out.

/611

As soon as Shihyun arrived on an unknown planet, he returned to Bone-Cetillion. The place where he set foot was the afterlife itself. The source of life. The beginning and the end. Close to the concept of the Creator, Ubo Satlla was in charge of the end of the assembly and was in charge of the prototype of all living things.

Purification and maintenance. And repairs. That was Ubo Satlah, or the power to turn the universe around.

GUUUUURRRR.

Obviously, Ubo Satlla was covering an unnamed planet. He frowned as if he was tired of his magnitude, which is 80,000 times the size of the sun.

Ubo Satlla's nature was a disgusting lump of flesh. The sky was not enough, and it spread like a mountain range. Just what I was looking at seemed to discourage me and my mind.

"... it's no coincidence that you swallowed half the universe before."

Maybe it's because he entered the post-apocalyptic swamp of Ubo Satlla as a living person, not a dead one. The landscape that could be contained with two eyes and the notion that could be heard with two ears were distorted. Not only the atmosphere you can inhale through your nose, but even the words you can use with your mouth twisted.

He turns his head in a daze and sees a human approaching him.

"Are you Ubo Satlin?"

"Yes, I am Ubo Satla. No, should we say us? Maybe it's me. What would you do if it wasn't? Ugh, I'm scared."

It was as if several people were speaking at the same time. Could it be a side effect of wearing a human scarf? Or is it Ubo Satla's innate trait? I thought it was the latter who looked at Ubo Satlla.

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