Amcheon Township
After returning to the stronghold, Mangosteen gathered the mutants separately. And I said,
"Brainworms, please wait in the lair for a while. I'll see what I can do about the mutant."
Then Lee looked at me and said.
"Follow me."
"Yes."
Lee Kwang seemed to know that I had a close relationship with him, so he seemed to want to get information and send it. I crossed the wall again in the middle of the night with a large box with a sideburns instead of a manger. The guards are not noticeable due to the rapid loss of consciousness from the blood transfusion. He told me that he was surprised when I came back with the box, waiting in advance.
"Aren't you heavy?"
It was a large wooden crate containing seven people, even though it was mutated. The question of pleading was justifiable, but I nodded without much thought because I felt as light as a feather. He once again admired my inner air and said:
"Let's move quickly before we can see more."
"Where are you going?"
"Then I'll go to the teacher."
That's what I thought.
I followed the mangrove to a nearby village with a box. I hid my Thousand Armor Secretary in the pine grove and went inside the town of Cheonwoojin. This was where the real scouts and Cheonwoojin lived.
This time, Cheonwoojin took a step toward the village, as if it were a strong expansion of the barrier. As soon as he made his way to the village, a huge mist blossomed. And he said nervously, walking through the fog.
"Hello again?"
"Here I am again."
"They're really good at bothering people. Go away."
Mangosteen told Cheonwoojin.
"Priest. Clear the way first. This matter is not personal, so we should ask the teacher for his opinion."
"Really?"
"I see."
Cheonwoojin stared at me unfairly, but soon he closed us down and teleported us to the shrine of the scout. Cheonwoojin seemed to be able to use the power of God within this town.
"Open the chest."
I opened the chest in front of the shrine, and I laid them down one by one. Then he spoke loudly to the invisible scout.
"Teacher, as you can see, these humans were shot by the poisonous Qi and became a family of mimics. These are innocent people, and this is also proof that the old beings were directly involved in this world. Please help us."
The answer has not been heard for a while.
'Huh…?'
Suddenly, the retinue staggers and collapses. Suddenly, I fell asleep, staggering. I couldn't resist the enormous sleep appetite. I was baffled, but I lost consciousness there with no time to think about it.
It's a dream world.
I've been in this room once.
And this time, a black cat was walking across the stream with a rifle. The cat looked at me and said,
[I'm the telepath.]
"......"
[You're not surprised. I suppose.]
The scout jumps over a nearby stone wall, answering as if he knew. And he sat down like a round ball.
[In short, in order to reverse their mutation, the caster that is the source of the state law ("21610") must be eliminated.]
"You have to kill the caster?"
[If not, then an excellent shaman will have to build an altar to get rid of the blessings of imitation. At least 10 years.]
I said it out of control.
"No, wait, is that a blessing? You made a mistake, didn't you?"
How can a human be a blessing when he sits with his tentacles twitching? All I could see was the worst curse. Then the scout yawned and wagged his tail.
[Cursed by humans, but that spell is clearly a blessing of a copycat. Like all things [Old Being], mimicry does not increase its own spine. Every single one of them is not as powerful as the mortals. If we transform completely into the progeny of imitation, we will be guaranteed eternal life and have excellent spiritual skills. The pagans are so frustrated that they are not blessed.]
"......"
I looked at the scout with suspicious eyes and said,
"So what are you going to do?"
[What should I do?]
"Told you, Manhattan. This is evidence that the heretics intervened in this world. You're not going to step up?"
[That's why I told you.]
The scout walks down the stone steps slowly.
[Save yourself. I think I've told you everything I know.]
"Aren't you going to step up?"
[Persistent...]
"You have tremendous power! If you're willing, it's gold or whatever. Why?"
The scout was silent for a moment, I asked. Then he went to the stream and licked the water and said.
[So what difference does it make if I remove the golden medal and strike it before the ambush?]
"What?"
The term "abdominal drug warfare" seemed to have already been recognized by the scout master. Perhaps Manhattan told you. The scout's words continue.
[Abdominal wars are a very historic Apostle Church. They've been around since Eun-suh. During that time, he had numerous conflicts with his ancestors, and each time, he subjugated the demons and minds of the war on the front. The Female Swordsman who blessed you has also taken the throne of the fuselage from the moment you climbed into the radius, killing the alien like crazy.
But this fight is not over, it cannot be over, and it will not be over. because it is the source of the peritoneal war that is great.]
"You're saying the old ruler built the ambush?"
[That's not it.]
The scout stares up at the sky.
[Something bigger...]
"......?"
[I don't have any strength left to use against the golden scabbard. I'm doing everything in my power to contain him.]
The telegrapher who said that looked exhausted. He sighed, rolling in the field, and said,
[So get to work. I'll give you some advice.]
"Okay. Can I ask you three questions, then?"
The scout shakes his head.
[No, I won't answer.]
"You said you'd give me... crazy advice!"
[Are advice and questions the same? That's my heart, asshole.]
"......"
I tried to open my mouth after thinking about it, but the scout jumped.
[I don't answer any questions. Don't sweat it.]
"Fuck. You reading minds?"
[It's obvious what you think.]
"Then what advice are you giving me?"
Then the scout jumped onto the roof. And I walked cute with the rhythm.
[Cheer up! Cheer up! Even the breast-feeding power!]
"......"
He's a real son of a bitch, not a cat. How did this poor bastard get out from under us? The scout said as I was grinding my teeth inside.
[Then let me give you a word of advice. Use that golden beacon well.]
"What?"
And all of a sudden, it felt like the scouts were pulling away and my body was starting to disintegrate.
When I woke up, Luang Shu fell asleep beside me. As I sat there and organized my thoughts, I woke up soon. When he wakes up, he grunts as if it were strange.
"I've never had a teacher tell me a story in a dream. Why are you doing this?"
"......"
"Anyway, you took my advice, too. Then let's go."
"Well, I have to."
I found a thousand assistants after I left with the Grim Reaper. Then I arrived in front of the falling sheep and told them a story.
"The conclusion is that mutants return to their original state by defeating the horse in the depths of the mineshaft."
"That's what I heard."
"But I'm afraid it's a little difficult now."
"Why?"
"It was easy for Lee Gwang to hide in the mineshaft because of the large injury to the General of Gold. We've secured a retreat, but if it's normal, it wouldn't be weird to have 10,000 troops standing nearby, not to mention gold. But once we've breached it, there 'll be no more walls in the world."
"......"
It was a disaster.
To save General Yellow and other mutants from mutants, we need to go to the depths of the cerebral arch and defeat the source of alchemy, but now the impenetrable barrier will fall, rather than breaking through. On the other hand, you may not be able to defend the breach, but the difficulty has risen terribly.
I told you.
"What should I do if I have to?"
"Hmmm..."
It was then.
Suddenly, Miho showed up with a transfer technique next to us. Miho said bluntly.
"What do you do? That's it."
"......!!"
"I didn't like it from the start. We can't put the Hundred Goons in danger anymore."
I said in a hurry.
"Miho, wait! It's not over yet. Just defeat the magic in the depths of the mineshaft to make things better."
"She feels that the power of the sorcerer is not lacking at all. It is a fairly powerful magical object and must possess more than human intelligence. What would you do if you were cursed to fight a creature like that?"
"You can come with me."
"Are you out of your mind? My technique is focused on enchantment and flames, so I can't do that. And I can't put you in any more danger."
Wiryric
Miho suddenly unfolds his appetite. The bell of a floating appetite expands, splitting open, and wraps around the mass. Miho suddenly stared at me strongly as I was about to pull up the sword and rip off his appetite.
"Ugh."
My body won't move. Miho said admirably.
"That's what I thought. To resist my enchantment."
"Don't do this! If I leave now, they'll kill both the demigod and the brain."
"What do you know?"
Miho approached me and then he grabbed my jawline. Her eyes were filled with longing and obsession.
"Lee Gwang and Jin Xu Chung are already discouraged. You can't guarantee the future if you force this situation. You're the only one who can save her."
"So if we can defeat the magic..."
"What do you want after all this trouble? Wouldn't that be enough if you just moved out of the middle school?"
Miho, who nervously muttered, stroked my chest. Then he leaned on me and said,
"Come on, let's go live quietly for 10 years in a place no one knows. Quietly..."
"No, it's not."
"We have to make it work."
Gumiho's eyes looked straight at me.
Pa 'at
I literally felt Miho's enchantment digging into my soul. It thumped in my head, and I felt the urge to touch Miho. My appetite has risen to nothing compared to what I've been through so far, and I feel like I'm going to die of boiling steam in my skin.
"Huff... huff..."
"Stop it!"
Despite his desperation, he was also paralyzed by the restraining technique. Miho glances at the telescopes and says,
"Shut up. I'll keep you alive because I think you'll be sad if you die, but I'll kill you if you do any more than that." "
"Ugh..."
"Farewell, then. Fight amongst yourselves, Wuhuhu."
Mijo spilled island corn into my insides.
"We have to stay together."
I could feel Mi-ho kissing me as my heart trembled. I was trembling because of the urge to lay Miho down like this. The nightmare Miho showed me in the past was revived in my mind.
I want to.
"No... no... no..."
I want to fuck a girl.
I endured my passion too long.
I want to take off Miho's clothes, put them in a honey jar, and enjoy the beautiful flesh.
I want to enjoy the joy of the moment when I vomit out the flesh of a woman at the end of the banquet.
That's instinct.
"No! '
I screamed and cried from within.
How did you get here? There are too many things that have not yet been accomplished. You can't fall in color and blow up your whole life. I don't want to regret it for decades!
So I gripped it and chanted with my last will.
"Then let's just send Lee Gwang-gu and Jin-soo!"
"What...?"
Miho was surprised. The tremor diminished the energy of enchantment, and I was barely able to recover. I coughed up and said,
"You said you were worried about my life. Then I'm not going! Send only Jin Xu Chung and Lee Kwang to subdue them and see the results!!"
"Oh..."
"Miho, you just don't like this job. Don't give me excuses!"
I shouted fiercely, and Mi-ho seemed awkward.
It was a blessing to be next to you.
"If the result is not good, I will disband the anti-Semitism and become a savage. If this fails, there will be no future."
Miho thought for a moment and said,
"... Okay, fine. If you want, let's do it. However, if Yi Kwang and Jinso fail, it is over. That's when I'll take the Hundred."
"Do whatever you want at the time."
First of all, the negotiation with Miho seemed to be successful.
I swept my chest as I returned to the stronghold.
'Ha... That was close...'
I was fascinated by Miho, so I almost spent my whole life living in a solitary place. That waste of time and mental power would have been enormous. But when I felt that Miho was strongly obsessed with me, I felt baffled by the feeling of luxury. It was because Miho's feelings were not merely a test of returning to the kingdom of heaven.
And when he returned to his stronghold, he called for a brain aneurysm and made an offer. Delicately persuaded Lee Kwang.
"... and if you defeat the magic in the depths, there is a chance that General Yellow will return to normal."
"Really?"
"Yes, my master assured me."
"... it's an iron wall that is no longer under heaven."
Whee!
Suddenly, Lee Kwang lifted the tip of the window and put it on the telescoping's neck. I cried out in surprise.
"Master!"
Lee said without changing his face.
"Half-blood. Can you risk your own life?"
"Of course."
"The eyes are the truth. But I can't believe it."
I called the pole next to the mumbling Lee Gwang.
"Arctic!"
"Yes, Master."
"If you come out exactly one day from now and the petition does not come back, cut off the head of the demigod."
Grab it!!
At that moment, the surrounding Acolytes of the Antichrist draw their weapons at the same time. A terrifying speculation knocks this spot down. However, he gestured to get his weapon and said,
"I accept your offer."
"I'm sorry to be rude. But I still can't completely trust you, demigod."
"I know. Isn't that the essence of the Blue Dragon?"
Talking bitterly, Manglish said.
"But I want to help, so can you take this?"
Swook
I gave out the Bopae Pentecostal Ship that Mangrove had. When I looked at Lee Gwang to raise the fig gold line, Baenghwan said.
"Holding it will stop the magic once and for all."
"Did you not hear me? I told you I don't trust you, but you think you'll get something suspicious like this?"
"You're not the only ones risking your lives. We're risking our lives, too, so please know that."
"......"
Lee was silent and received the gold medal. Looks like the starvation of the telescopes moved the light. Lee Gwang muttered.
"I don't hate people who are sick."
"Master."
"Follow me, Jinzo. Let's defeat the magic potion and come back."
"Yes."
"And a hundred. You come too."
I shook my head.
"I don't think we have enough capabilities. We'll guard it here with you."
"Is that so?"
Pa!
"Huff…!!"
I was embarrassed when Lee Gwang-ju suddenly charged in. I deployed the Ultimate Blade to stop Lee's attack, but I was able to withstand it with internal strength for exactly 30 seconds. A little bit of light flows into Lee's eyes, and he quickly attacks with a sharp grip (21049;).
Puffy Puffy!
Dueng
Suddenly, there was intense pain on my wrist, and my sword flew out of my hand. I tried to stop him somehow, but I was aiming to disarm him from the beginning. I lost my sword, but I dodged a brainstorm behind it and received a frontier of light. Then Lee said admirably.
"You've really grown quite a bit. At this rate, I'll win the Three Tigers of Gold by myself."
Shhh.
But the difference was inevitable. Soon, Lee Gwang's spear touched my neck and became overwhelmed. His cold horse drops.
"You can't be trusted easily because you have a friendly relationship with the Antichrist."
"Master... that's it."
"If you want to gain my trust, take control of your whole body. Until I get back."
"... I understand."
I had to watch Yi Kwang unfold a fundamental law of the encephalocele all over my body. I had so many internal affairs that I could cut them off with force if I wanted to, but that meant betraying Lee, too.
I have to sit here quietly.
One of the top heroes of the anti-celestial alliance who was watching this scene broke out.
"What arrogance! We're risking everything and we're fighting for it?!"
Then Lee Gwang-nim froze.
"There are a lot of upside-down bastards with everything."
"......"
"Know that it is in my own good to believe in the word of an anti-zealot."
Wheaties
And Lee Gwang and Jinso went out again. Yoon Kwang, Horizon and Polar Lake simultaneously brought the weapon to the network. The nearby anti-celestial athletes were unable to rush in as the neonatal masters threatened the death of the mass.
I yelled at the lagoon because I was forbidden to speak.
"Brother, don't do anything rash!"
"......"
The Ultimate Lake looked at me for a moment and said with its weapon pointed again.
"I mean, I love the anti-Semitic people. These people have a consensus and a consensus. Earlier, when I brought a survivor, I tried to sympathize with and take care of the bride. I want to be friends with them whenever possible."
The polar arc that said so gave more strength to the window.
"But that's my personal opinion. Master Lee Kwang, who is the only person who can avenge the brain kidney and the torso, is absolute. If Master Lee doesn't return by tomorrow, I will fulfill his command."
One of the anti-celestial UAVs surrounding you stares at you.
"Don't be ridiculous. Killing a Mangrover? Then all three of you will die."
"Well, yeah. I don't think I can survive this."
The polar lake said in a sad voice.
"That's what happened. This is the fate of the people of Moorish. Neither can I defy the flow of radiance nor the horizon."
I've lost my words.
It is because their loyalty and determination far exceeded that seen in the ordinary doorway. If you give such orders to the former disciples of the Civil liberties immediately, many of them will compromise or betray. No matter how important the Captain's orders were, he was able to walk up to his own life on meaningless orders, proof that his cerebral neophyseal was tied to an incredibly powerful ring.
'This... is the lowest power of the Yupa who occupied the Christian military force.' '
I thought about it.
What am I supposed to do here?
Is it the answer to watching quietly, or is there a different way?