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I've decided not to move right now.
'Unless the death of the telepathy was caused by illness or fatigue, it was caused by external circumstances.'
If so, you can move after something changes. I decided to do my best to live in the brain nephropathy where the Wall Strength Samson joined.
The cerebral neonates were roughly removed when they were freed from being publicly designated by the Jeoncheon, and entered the process of re-establishing relationships with the surrounding gateway tribes. First of all, the army of the audience got to know each other again, and at the same time raised money from nearby symbols. To be precise, it provides the strength to continue to be used in exchange for promising to move a few times according to the needs of the symbols.
Although it was a precarious presence in the audience, it did not recruit disciples back into the encephalocele. The former disciples of the Blue Dragon Circuit wanted to reintroduce themselves, but Lee Kwang refused them all. Perhaps it was better not only for him to be a midwife, but also because he feared that there might be a deceased member of the disciples.
And I formally reintroduced myself to the red and green moons of the Samson Wall. When I heard the situation before and after, I said as if I admired the red moon.
"Do you have the Buddhist monk's recipe? Then show me."
"I understand."
In front of all the pupils of the brain, I demonstrated the realization of the Red Cedar wand as I had done in the pagan sect. The red and green moons that saw all of them did not hide their frightening expressions. The moonlight trembled and said, shaking hands.
"Fantastic. It is indeed a ginseng bar."
"You're the New Founding Fathers."
The red moon mumbled and said to Lee Kwang.
"The reason you're so strong is because you've incorporated this neogenetics."
"I won't deny it."
"And that monster kid..."
The red moon glanced at me with uncomfortable eyes. Everyone is not teasing, but everyone is aware that the strongest brain aneurysm in the world right now is a true cybernetic hearing. The attitude of the red and green moons towards the Jinzo Church was the look of seeing the monster that was not harmful.
He said bluntly.
"Hmmm! But our brain aneurysm is no less than that."
"Who told you?"
"I think he should be included in the final research."
When the Red and Green Moons gathered their mouths and said so, Lee Kwang nodded his head.
"Of course I was going to."
And I started to study the final misconception of the neocortex by gathering together with Lee Kwang, Jin Xu Chung, Red Moon and Green Moon. The study was a form of discussing and unraveling the realizations we had so far, and little practice was practiced with the body.
Red Moon said.
"You seem to know nothing but cerebral locomotion and cerebral locomotion derived from it. How much do you know about the high feasts of the cerebral body?"
Lee Kwang replied.
"I'm afraid I don't. Rarely has anyone mastered cerebral aneurysm."
"Khhh... Even you, who were the heir to the servant, would be mistaken." Hah… "
The Red Moon sighed sincerely. And he said,
"The cerebral cerebral cerebral cerebral cerebral cerebral holidays, the cerebral cortex and the oral cavity cavity cavity." Qi). "
"Thank you."
The moonlight next to me said.
"Lee Kwang! Do you know the bicycle density (£30913; £39740) and the number of Pluto Kings (£20901; £)?"
"I don't know. It was your dearly departed German bureaucrat, too. A shaman my master didn't even know."
"Yes, but this must also be cerebral neonatal sterility. I will also give you the bicycle and the water of Pluto."
In an instant, the four cutbacks of former cerebral neocortists were fined. No matter how hard they try to get a final misunderstanding of their brains, it's their biggest secret. When I looked at him in surprise, Lee said slowly.
"As all of you know, it's optospheric, but just because you mix it all together doesn't mean that ultimate misunderstanding will reveal itself."
"That's the problem. But we know."
"You know what?"
"You've heard something from the servants about the final misunderstood..."
The Red and Green Moons stared at Lee Gwang with meaningful eyes, but Lee Gwang replied with no hesitation.
"That's a classy move. Let's not talk about it for nothing. Let's save time."
"Hmm."
The training began by guiding the public through the three corners of the Red and Green Moons each day, teaching us the main disciplines of the phantom, the stool, the bicycle, and the Pluto waters. And Lee has also shared the realization that he has created by incorporating pagan scholarship into them to date. In the remaining time, we had time to discuss the pros and cons of each other's feelings about the work.
I felt a great burden when I got caught up in this meeting again. No, it was worse than last time. It was because this time we had to have a profound discussion with superheroes of the brain kidneys if we just talked about what we felt.
"My stomach is going to melt..."
Fortunately, if Lee Kwang cared about me, I was enough to pass on to them, just continuing to hone the shaman's work. I didn't have to stick to the discussion, I just had to listen.
It's been about half a year. The sharing of the public was quite advanced, and now it seems to be a process of practicing and organizing what each of us has realized rather than discussing. Of course, the biggest achievement appeared to be the Jinsin Council, and the Jinsin Council was actually leading the discussion. It's because he's the leading man.
The Red and Green Moons asked me to go to look for the Lunar New Moon, but Lee Kwang refused to go underground. Because I told Yi Kwang in advance of the risk of fatality, I agreed that I would not be able to explore Chongwol without sufficient force.
And I was able to hear the news of a big change from the network.
"I'm going to do it?"
"Yes."
According to Manhang, the forces gathering for General Hwang Yeon will eventually raise an army to stir up havoc on the current turmoil. I asked because I didn't expect it to happen, but I didn't think it would.
"Wait. Didn't you say you shouldn't kill the emperor as much as possible? Why are you suddenly..."
"Because there aren't many of me left. At this rate, the emperor's power will only grow as strong as the apex. Hit it when you can."
The telemetry was now fully restored to health. Nevertheless, he seemed convinced he was going to die soon.
"Last time, you were completely defeated. We'll win again."
"Haha, that would be nice. But..."
"Only?"
"I've heard reports of an unusual yogi (Qi) near the Imperial Palace. There may be unpredictable variables."
"They've summoned the existence of this world again, haven't they?"
Then he shakes his head.
"It doesn't feel like it. It's as if" something "has appeared on purpose... unlike Magi Qi."
"Hmm."
"That doesn't mean you can't hurt me. I'll let you know if I need help with you and your brain stem."
And shortly after three months, I woke up as the ghost had said.
General Hwang Yeon's Rebellion!
The justification was the announcement of the existence of the palace and the transition over the same gold as the last time. In addition, if the network has prepared much through anti-celestial blindness, more troops are gathered than the last time. The numbers have won at least once with a massive command, and this victory is almost as clear as a fire.
Lee Kwang listened to the news and gathered all the cerebral kidneys. And I said,
"I'm going to help General Hwang Yeon with the Korea Post."
Despite his telepathy and his long-standing opinions, Lee was not hesitant. It also meant that they had agreed to become anti-celestial allies and destiny communities. Of course, no one was particularly opposed to Lee Kwang's words. Only Sagong-rin quietly raised his hand.
"Are you stopping an assault on your classmates or on gold?"
"Yes, and I and Jinzo will take command of the army as generals."
Lee Gwang said that and looked at the red moon and the green moon.
"You two, escort the leader of the group."
"Don't you think you're underestimating us? Stumbling around with alumni and gold dignitaries."
"I'm asking you because this is a really important mission."
"Hmph. Got it."
The brain-dead masters joined the telepathic camp just the following day.
A few days later, General Hwang Yeon's forces collided with Rim's troops and a battle broke out. I stood beside him on a task of escorting the scouts. This time, Mangweing showed an exhilarating command, and the Imperial Army collapsed more overwhelmingly than the last time.
None of the nephrine disciples were clumsy enough to die on the battlefield. Green King Chul had originally been the top dog of the stature, and Lee Hyuk and Sa Gong Rin had risen tremendously in the last half year. In addition, Seo Mun-hye, who just started, raised his status by combining the anomaly of the neocortex.
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As the war cries and the sound of destruction resounded everywhere, I could see both the Red Moon and the Green Moon cerebral cortex hovering like crazy. The Organ of the Red Moon was Jin and the Organ of the Green Moon was Fig. They were assassinating the gold medalists who had come to assassinate the commander every time they used their hands.
"Kuhahahaha!!"
The skills of the two men who were producing the body pleasantly were terribly strong. It was fortunate that I wasn't the enemy. I told Mangosteen, as the battlefield became almost overwhelmingly organized.
"This war is won. I don't see where you're going with this."
"Well... The last time I won a round, an alchemist did something."
A muttering telepath said.
"Hundred. Do me a favor. Go to Fall Yang right now and meet Commander Hundred. And lead the elite fanatics this way."
"I understand."
As soon as the telepath's name came down, I headed to Hanseok Yang Street to boil. A hundred men looked at me and said,
"Are you here as a messenger of the rebellion or as a matter of the brain stem?"
"The former."
"Tell me."
"Soon, the Imperial shaman... we, an enigmatic figure called 'alchemist', will try to cast the art of the two worlds into the Imperial Falls. Please evacuate the elite of the Hanssega family before the damage is done."
"Enlightened Alcoholic Beverages?"
I spoke to a hundred alchemists about the curse technique and how it would change over time. When he heard that, he was amused.
"Daffy. That means surrender to your side?" "
"I want you to think about it."
A hundredfold thought for a moment said.
"Got it. Just wait here for one ceremony."
He seemed to gather together the gasoles and masters of Hans Seige Family in one ceremony. Some of them were Korean Consumers, but many of them were mixed with unknown masters. They're probably top masters of the secret order. I put them all in my collar and asked a hundredfold.
"What would you do, Lord Gaza?"
"I'm going to gather the symbols of a bimuralist and speak them."
"Seems pointless..."
"If you don't know, but you know, there's a way."
He smiled coldly.
I came back to the network in a flashlight, and now the battlefield is completely victorious and organized. Upon informing the shrine in the barracks that they were on a mission, the shrine smiles bitterly.
"What a fanatical magician you are. It's a dead end."
"What do you mean?"
"Leave it alone. Maybe there's some good news."
The telepathy's words were true.
General Hwang Yeon's troops marched to the front of the Fallen Yang, but there was no unusual fog and gloom like before. I tilted my head in curiosity because it said the alchemist hadn't developed the technique.
Is it past about two o'clock? Five or six new brothers emerged from the gates of the city through the skylight.
"I've come to surrender."
The protagonists of the new brothers and sisters were the housewives of the twin brothers and sisters. They come to the deserted barracks and push one box out this way.
After opening the chest, the soldier next to you opened it, the stench and stench of blood boil over the barracks. Manhwang blocked his nose, endured the stench, checked the contents and looked at the parishioners of the bimuralists.
"Is this the neck of an alchemist?"
"Yes."
The doorman replied briefly.
"I was prepared for him to threaten us fearlessly, and then I joined forces and struck him down."
"Well done. You've done a great job."
I did.
After he had heard the alchemist's march ahead, he probably showed his strength and identity to the symbols of the two masters. After the alchemist practiced cursing, he came to the Twin Moons and asked them to assassinate Yellow Brimstone.
Whether or not they were preparing for an unmanned battle was a huge difference in strength, alchemists would have been unable to resist and would have died in the union of superheroes. And of course, since the master of the arts died, the arts and the curse were also lifted.
He said with a meaningful smile.
"Almost there. There's only one way to go."
One move.
It meant that the turmoil of the Great Myung Empire would change as soon as we took that step.