The moment I saw the sword's neck fly, my mind stopped.
What's going on here?
Did something happen?
But I was confident that I was more calmly looking at the current situation than just raging and running off. It was better to express that intuition as a centuries-old master has stuck with reason. He slowly drew his sword, looking at the fuselage of the sword, which was standing without a sliding neck.
The singularity said.
"There's no way a real shepherd would get eaten by my herbs."
"Fake?"
"It was too different from what I had felt in the first place. I was just testing it."
"......"
What does it mean to be different? I was refuting the word of solitude because I had just looked at the black horse again and felt nothing like my fingernails. If the Black Horse really didn't stop the poison attack, then it's a big deal.
The singularity said.
"The juggler's pranks are no match for his sexuality. I'm going to destroy this whole place."
"Wait, that's..."
Solitude is what you do. In particular, he was more straightforward in his cerebral neonatal life. It was time I tried to stop him quickly.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me."
A voice comes from the cut, crooked mouth of the black horse. Soon, the fuselage shifts, lifting its neck, and attaching its neck to the body. Then, my neck and body were stuck to the point that medical knowledge did not make sense. I cried out when I saw him.
"Doll..."
The only trick I know how to explain that is puppetry. A brilliant puppet can produce dolls that are almost indistinguishable from humans. But I had never seen such a perfect doll like that before.
[Puppet], who looks like a gumma, said.
"How did you get caught? I thought she was a perfect replica of her old sword."
The singularity answered bluntly.
"The gumma's temperament is firmly honed with will. You can't replicate the micro-flow like a doll."
"Of course... it must be hard to do that with a doll. Unless I'm an expert who can use my mind as a free material. Hehe."
The puppet of the black horse, who shrugged his shoulders and laughed, said.
"Don't worry. The Black Horse Doorway is fine."
"How can I believe that?"
"There are assassins everywhere nowadays making a move to take the head of the doorway, and they've set up a dummy instead. The real doorway is being studied at a nearby safe house."
"We'll have to see for ourselves."
"We've contacted them and they should be here soon."
I couldn't even trust the words of Zegalsa. Because he was good at drinking and law, the words themselves could be deceptive. But the singularity was just staring through the doll and did nothing, so I decided to wait for it.
Wheelic
After a while, the black horse flew from the other side of the sky as if it were an heavenly offering. She smiles embarrassingly as if she had found us together and realized what had happened when she saw the room with the blood.
"Haha. My bad."
"I'm looking for the Black Horse Gateway."
"How did it go?"
"Yes. The doorman has been sure of that."
"That wasn't so obvious. As you can see, the assassins are swarming with their roles."
"......"
The singularity standing next to me crosses my arms and says,
"Are you an assassin from the Twelfth Amendment?"
"I think so. I've dug around the back lines, but the crevasses on this peninsula are pretty nasty, too."
"That must have been hard. The middlemen wouldn't even have a crack at it."
"What can I do?"
Chaen!!
At the end of her answer, the black voice rang. One of the swords that Poisonous outstretched was lightly stopped by the Black Horse. She grins as if she knows the intent of solitude.
"No doubt I'm real."
"I see. I'm sorry."
"I must have misunderstood that Jegalsa's puppetry was excellent."
Until then, Zegalsa's doll, who was watching the situation, intervened.
"Can you come to my workshop ( ) to show the three of you my research?"
Then the singularity giggled and made me feel alive.
"Bullshit. I want to rip your throat out when you show up in front of me."
"Well, I'm sorry to hear that."
"If you have something to say, bring it to us yourself. What are you so arrogant about, being in the military?"
"That, too. I'll bring it myself."
The Zegalsa doll, who answered like that, fell down and lost its light in her eyes. On the outside, I felt a little bad because there was nothing different from the black horse. She sent me a message without showing off her doll.
[The Jegalsa is still not showing much movement.]
[Would you like to know his true colors?]
[No. Too much. He's so discreet and cunning, he can't see the gap. It just seems to be true that you are very loyal to your goals.]
[Target?]
[He has a goal of breeding soldiers to fight against the Imperial Court.]
The singularity speaks out when a small conversation goes back and forth with a reverberation.
"Your Grace, I have something to tell you."
"Tell me."
"About his accomplishments... I can't master the swords of the brain kidneys like this."
"I guessed. What specifically are you having trouble with?"
Solitude explained the obstacle I am currently facing. She listened carefully to the story.
"The solution would be simple."
"What can you do?"
"Forgetting the old sword again and entering the encephalocele is too much effort and inefficient. The problem now is not because you lack the qualities to control the mixing of multiple specimens."
"I can do that."
"Then it would be quicker to increase the skill level of the martial arts that the White Laws have been practicing. If you have an experienced landscape, you won't be swayed by it."
The singularity of hearing the sword makes no sense.
"Wouldn't that be harder? If the oyster swords, the ax swords, or any other miscellaneous machete (s) are worth mentioning in the rainforest as a taxidermist."
"The White Voodoo Act has already lived many lives, many times, to create a foal. If you train a foal any longer, the flow of martial arts can be even more twisted."
"Hmm! I didn't think of that."
"Anyway, let's figure it out together."
When I was talking like that, it became popular on the other side of the door. And the seagull walked into the intestine.
"Nice to meet you in person."
The singularity stared at him with unfathomable eyes.
"Another doll, I see. Bastard."
"I don't want to die now."
Zegalsa shrugged her shoulders.
"Anyway, doorbell. Do you mind if I take a look at the intermediate report you mentioned earlier?"
"Go ahead."
"After examining the Demihumans and the mercenaries in the Imperial Court, we found that they were implanted with the forehead of the forehead. By combining the power of the two tribes with the human body, we were able to exceed the limits of the human body. And I was thinking about how to deal with that, and I had a great idea."
"Good idea?"
Jegalsa smiled and said.
"We can make the same thing here and fight back."
"Are you willing to transplant the power of the xenophiles into humans?"
"That's right."
"Not available! I can't do that."
A cold life passed by in the black horse's face.
"Mundo is like my family. I can't ask them to fuse with the heretics."
"I knew you would. If so, there are other ways."
"What is it?"
"It's a way to recycle human waste that doesn't matter if you die."
We stared at Jegalsa. Then Jegar slowly took two or three steps forward.
"If you negotiate well with the Yisi family, who are heretics of consideration, you may be provided with such a death sentence or a deadly prisoner. No matter where they die, there's no one to worry about. We can use them to finish the basic experiments, and then we'll be able to produce stable livelihoods."
"......"
The singularity is absurd, and she sits in a chair with her chin bent. I felt bored hearing what Jegalsa had to say.
Terrible...
Horses are graves, but Zegalsa has expressed her will to use hundreds of thousands of prisoners for biotesting. The second possibility was not an idea that a sane human being could do. And that was Mado's way of thinking beyond a step.
She said.
"If it's efficient enough, I think I'm ready for that offer. But the problem is, right now, the Moonless are at a rate of 13, far too unstable for an assassin to keep coming."
Fight!
A hurricane comes out of the sword's hand and shoots someone about twenty pages away. If you can't even hear the screams, it looks like you hit a critical target and killed it. It looks like there was an assassin or a detective hiding out.
"There's a lot of them. In this situation, any inhuman bioexperiment will be buried."
"It would have been very easy in the middle school."
"What can they say to me? It's the army's job to think of a way."
As the gumma grumbled, Jegalsa laughed later.
"There is another way."
"Tell me."
"We are borrowing the power of the White Guard."
Is it me?
When I was puzzled and looked at Jegalsa, Jegalsa turned to me and said.
"The White Void Act. There's only two things I need from you. We can produce soldiers much faster, more efficient and safely than we just said."
"What do you mean?"
"It's demand, and it's anonymous!"
"......!!"
"You don't know the value, but it's easy to turn the world upside down if you have both. I just need a little help."
I stared at Zegalsa.
"I don't know what you're talking about. You can interpret the Anonymous Scroll? This geese?"
"Of course."
"Don't be ridiculous. Goose is a language that cannot be interpreted by any hyphen and is different from the phonetic structure of the human world. No matter how smart you are, you can't know a Goat."
Then Jegalsa opened her eyes and laughed.
"Hahahaha... That's the human-world only. I have spent a long time peering into other dimensions and gaining knowledge of this world. How can you covet a book without interpreting it? I can read all kinds of geeks."
"......"
"Even twelve statutes are wary of the power of the last night. It's too much of a waste to just use it for fighting. Makya is indispensable to gain strength against the Imperial Court."
Zegalsa's persuasion was quite desperate. Seeing the sword and its solitude to me, they seemed to think. Then she said,
"The White Void Act. Help him."
"Yes?!"
"However, the prerequisites will not go wrong in India. And if there's any suspicion of overusing the White Laws, the White Laws may immediately dismantle the Jegal army."
"......!!"
Immediate disposal!
Such rigorous orders were not easily found in the Moorish. Even an apostle or a madomon needed that process and justification when he was cleaning up military personnel. However, it is devastating to give a soldier the right to vote.
However, Jegalsa smiled as if it were natural.
"Agreed. Even so, if the owner of Makkah cooperates, he must die." "
"The White Void Act."
I couldn't help but answer.
"I'll do that."
I retreated from that position and headed for his workshop with the Jegalsa. I shot him alive the whole time I followed him, and the Jegalsa shuddered at him.
"Oh, what an extraordinary master of the White Void. But it's not good for my heart, so please do it properly."
"You. You didn't mean to scare the door, did you?"
"Scar system?"
"I would never let you do that if you used a poison."
As I growled, Jegalsa paused because she lived for a moment. Because he had a life so strong that he couldn't shake it. Zegalsa wiped her brow and sighed.
"Hmph... I think it's because of the murder of the Chamberlain, but what I used to kill him was a very precious solitude called Yin Yang ― 34865; It is only made once a hundred years, and it cannot be activated without at least a dozen chapters. I only used Yin Yang Cheong-go because I believed it was worth killing."
"There's no guarantee that you didn't remake the yin yang cheonggu and administer it to the doorman."
"Hehehe... I can't say anything. See the magicians for yourself later. You wouldn't be able to say that if you knew Yin Yang Cheong-go was precious enough to be a treasure trove."
That's what Jegalsa said.
"And I liked the gumma. I have every reason to be loyal to the Lord just to make him interested in me."
"......"
"Perhaps this is the fate of our clan."
Thud
Zegalsa opened the door to the workshop. Then, a space wider than the outside came into my eyes. He is also an excellent magician, so he knows how to use this kind of spatial technique. Jegalsa looked at the seven portraits lying on one side and said,
"I spent a month studying them, and I made a lot of progress. With a little help from the White Laws, we can make that happen."
"What are you talking about specifically?"
"I found three things."
Zegalsa sat on the floor of the room and said,
"Number one, the creator of the portrait is not one person."
"What do you mean?"
"It was the alchemist who tried to energize the supernatural, but there was someone else who created the body. Maybe he's a master at arm wrestling."
"Hmm…"
"The creator is an incredibly powerful magician. We'd better find out who he is."
"Isn't that the scroll? He's an excellent alcoholic who could use a bopae backorder."
"It's not him. He specialized in appendectomy and adrenalism. The Palm Movement is a very special technique, so the Chamberlain can't even master a genius like that."
I shed a tear because it was the part I had never thought of.
Alchemist's Partner!
Master of Arm-Wrestling!
I learned that another enemy was in the Imperial Palace. However, in my experience, the imperial palace was in grave danger and even though the alchemists were surrounded by death, its existence did not appear. There must have been a reason.
"Two, the purpose of the creation of the supernova is primarily to break the [conclusion]. A Wise Man's Stone is more like an Alchemist's personal objective."
"Conclusion? What Conclusion?"
"I don't know, but when I read the memories engraved on the portrait, I noticed that the portrait was a sacrifice made to break the seal. I don't know what it is, but it has to be an incredibly powerful solution."
I shaken my head because I didn't really understand.
"I don't know what that means."
Jegalsa smiled.
"Yeah? I have a pretty good idea what..."
"Tell me."
"Maybe it's a duel around the Falls of the Capital."
"Don't you mean the imperial palace that the tetrarch manages?"
"No, I'm talking about the mythical end of an age of... holes."
What's that sound?
When I looked at him, Jegalsa said.
"Ulcer is the oldest treatment circulation record recorded in history. If you've studied, you know the contents of the rainbow, right?"
"Of course. Daewoo ruled the waterways in the underworld. This book contains topics such as Alcohol, Governance, Water Supply, and Orgasm, and describes the 12 basic codes of dynasty such as local equity, hydroponics, and rugged land. It is also a book that expresses the first kingdom."
When I answered without hesitation, Jegalsa looked at me as if she were surprised.
"You're quite resourceful. You're pretty good at writing."
"You don't have to compliment me, so what about the air hole?"
"The Wukong was the first to divide the world by the Old Testament. And the concept of the Old Testament, which is not known in the world, is very meaningful in the province. It is because the sovereign territory of the Old Testament actually refers to the right to activity of the Old Testament."
"......!!"
The words of Jegalsa continued.
"Every magician knows that there is a powerful barrier to falling sheep from the beginning of mythology. It's just that it's perfectly assimilated with the earth, so it's hardly noticeable."
"What was that conclusion made about?"
"It's simple. Alchemists are for foreigners. Then why are you trying to break the tournament with a superhero?"
"......"
"[Something] is sealed in a falling sheep. That's what I mean."
I swallowed a saliva.
"That can't be..."
I have a hunch. Mention of the presence of sweetening, and of telemetry. It was a rough estimate, but the superhero had a direct relationship with the sealed horse in the fall sheep. Then Jegalsa slapped my hand.
"I don't know. How do you know that unless it's fresh? Let me stop guessing and move on to the third time."
"Tell me."
"The third is that I can also make a superhero. Crystal Stone Cost, Anonymous Sacrifice, and that last night are just as easy as the vice commander."
I stared at him horribly.
"Again, no aphrodisiacs or kidnapping killings."
"Haha! What are you talking about? You don't have to."
Haha, smiling Jegalsa said.
"Don't be silly. Give me the Anonymous Priest. I'll show you something weird."
I thought about it for a moment, then took the Anonymous Scroll out of my armor and handed it to him. The Crystal Stone Cost was the first condition I gave because I said I needed it. The Zegalsa, who received the Anonymous Priest, glanced over for a while and nodded.
"Okay, I get it."
Then Jegalsa suddenly went to the side of the crystal stone and cast a spell.
"# * % & * (@ * (% * (@...!!"
I'm begging you!
I really don't know how to use a Goose!
Then it should be called magic, not magic.
As I stared in astonished eyes, even more astonishing things happened before my eyes.
Pazier...
Brainlight (63817; thin) flows from the quartz ratio, and black light appears in the air like a cloud. The suspicious and unpleasant light slowly began to form after a few moments of chaotic clumping.
And the flesh of the woman was made. She looked like a doll in her 20s, so she could see that she was a superhero herself.
"Huff!!"
I screamed because I was so surprised.
What do you mean, you were created out of nothing? This was unexpected. Jegalsa giggles to see if I'm enjoying the startling reaction.
"Crystal Stone Cost is engraved on how to make Wise Man's Stone, but at the same time it is also interpreted as the source of life. I used it to create the source of life, and then I implemented it as a method of incantation. It's the only thing that can make an artificial life."
"Didn't you say it takes the power of an arm to make a superhero?"
"So I ignored the process with the power of the Crystal Stone and the Anonymous Priest."
"......"
"Well, this is literally a shell, so you need that last night to bring it to life."
Jegalsa smiled and said.
"Hey. We have to stop the Crystal Stone and the Anonymous Sacrament... It's a record of the world leaping over the treasure, but it can't be this bad with three of those." I can do more than this. "
I could tell at that moment.
The treasures I have collected so far can change the balance of heaven and earth itself if it falls into the hands of Madosa.
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