2.
‘Vee.'
I saw a drop of water fall on the blade.
‘It's raining. ’
All the images of the droplets slipping and flowing slowly shone for me in moments and moments. Due to the increased concentration of errors in my body, my heart's hourly velocity was now significantly higher than that of an ordinary person.
Tuck!
I drove off the drop of water with an error in the blade. My red error quickly enveloped the drop of water. It's a coating, I think. The drop of water plated by my error, I drove it back to the direction in which Ubrica stood.
Puck!
A red drop struck the cheek of Ubrica.
It exploded.
It's like a kid throwing a water bomb in a joke. Red paint on one cheek of Ubrica. My blow, which I could not avoid, was accepted by Ubrica as a delightful joke.
“Now that you've shown that your father's comeback performance is dramatic, it's not much of a thrill. ”
Ubrica grins.
“Mixing the error with the drop of water that has been dipped into the blade, it seems that the sadness and grudge of the error must be infused, so that at last one drop of the dot that Father threw at me must help someone, not just one of the many raindrops to wash away, but something dirty and honey. That's the one bubble. Amazing. An amazing tomography of error. ”
“Ubrica.”
While exchanging virtues with each other in one small workshop, I managed to get my mind right. Duke Kim's habit of interfering when people get awkward and somehow try to bring fire, Duke Kim's habit of trying to do favors to people who have never seen him before, etc.
I fit the spirit of my own shell, one by one, into the Church.
He who wields the sword here today is the Bishop of Heaven.
“Do you think I made it? ”
“What?"
“Raindrops are just chunks of moisture that can't take my weight and fall off. There's no reason for it to be anything other than physical. There was just water, there was just power, there was just gravity. That's just why it's raining. ”
Teacher.
I told my Christian stories about snowflakes, which I had learned from the Pope of Matthew.
“To that end, I took human circles and hahn and turned it into a projectile. Enemies aren't natural because they mix mine with the ones that aren't. I mean, aren't you the one who teaches pranks in order to be martyred? ”
"......."
“But son, You saw wrong. ”
For the sperm, the land is the land. Looking at the earth means unmanned self turning into a single point of soil.
But what is land to the bride? An enemy who has to break his fingernails to bury his sister's body. If possible, it is also quiet that day and makes the sister stand out to the recipient. Bastards who hide in the book of the earthly world and mock and make themselves self-aware, even though they have worked hard to break their whole body, neither themselves nor their parents nor their parents.
Sword.
I told my children what I had heard from another teacher.
“I'm not mixing mine. ”
“Whose was it then mixed with? ”
“People.”
All the grudges and grudges of the people who live in the world came together to form the heavens, and it is called the Macheon [Emperor].
“I am the Bishop of Macheon. I'm the agent.”
Therefore, the feelings that are mixed into it are not mine. I dare not say it is mine.
It belongs to someone who once existed, who will once exist. A grudge. Hahn. Hate.
“This is the Sword of Heaven! ”
I wielded my sword.
Thousands of red rains flew in unison horizontally. I'm in charge of. Keep. What to do on your behalf. Something so precious was shot, it struck Ubrica across the street. Boom...! Ubukkah was swept away with an unbelievable loud sound, something to cry about. And the forest shook.
3.
Birds do not soar in the wet forest. Instead, the drops of water from the branches flew in unison, shaking the branches.
“Indeed.”
In the middle, Ubrica said, in a meteorite pit carved in the middle of the jungle.
“Indeed, I did. ”
Ubrica smiles boldly, bang! I punched two fists.
“If you will.”
Ubrica stood up.
A white giant smiles, turning the rainwater upside down and flashing the contour.
“I'll show you our world this time. ”
In the meantime, more and more rainwater started to pour.
It was the wettest jungle on the continent, so it was raining as usual during this season. Fox, rosebush. A fog and a pole. A swarm of piranhas roars in the nearby river, and the eels from the freshwater swallow them sharply.
It was raining heavily in the forest.
- Ooh.
In an instant, the forest was caught in a low fog. The river flowed under a mist that was invisible. * Splash * Occasionally, Piranha jumps out of the water and hides herself back into the fog's sleep. Beneath it, you hear the sound of the fish ripping its flesh to shreds.
- Ooh.
The bottom of the palm tree mists. The trees underneath seemed to have been suspended in the air for a while, and it was like something in the sky, not the earth. It's like a wooden temple pillar carved by a sculptor, worshiping a god. Hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of trees were swept by the fog and turned the entire area into a sinister temple of fog.
And at the bottom of the fog.
Half covered by a palm tree that had become a pillar of the temple.
Concentrate on me. Surround me without fail.
The Assyrians were thumping, thumping, thumping.
‘Indeed.'
I looked up at the sky.
I realized that the black cloud was not just a rain cloud pushed by the sea breeze.
Khurrrrr... Lightning flashed through the clouds. The clouds covered each other and swallowed each other thunder.
‘Ubuka, why didn't he apply for a one-on-one duel? I wanted to fight with the dogs...' It was not the martial arts, but the martial arts. ’
The moment I realized that, there was already a call for rain in the forest.
Ooh! Ooh! Ugor! Ugh! Ugh! Ooh!
- Ketug, ooh! Ketug, ooh! Ketug, ooh!
- Ugor!
- Ketug, ooh! Ketug, ooh! Ketug, ooh!
- Ugor!
Designated tribes dip their weapons into the ground, punching palm trees with their fists, striking rocks with their feet, and waking up the sounds of falling asleep in the forest. It was a broad rhythm.
Through their evolution, they became a shambles, and their error burned red to the ground. “Ketug! Ooh!” As one designee struck the wooden barrel, the error echoed the tree's insides without pity. A giant instrument of palm trees howls loudly. Kuoooo! Kuoong!
‘Good.’
The fog is a wall that divides the world from the other, invisible and untouchable.
So the river under the mist becomes the shelter of hell, and the ground from where the mist comes out.
But even the ground is covered by fog, so what is there to lean on on this earth?
‘Excellent.'
Tilted palm trees.
The palm trees that were lazy in the sky through the fog were the only places to escape from the bloodstream, and those trees were all the temple pillars singing the grace and glory of the gods. Small animals living in the forest, snakes, squirrels and spiders all fled as palm trees.
Law on Macheon Law.
External law and other laws.
Blood flowing in the circulation.
It's not done yet.
even though it was just pouring rain and mist.
By the designators, this space is now a very [unfamiliar stage].
“It's a bluefin fish.”
I was amazed to see Azura's martial arts being cast.
“Beautiful.”
.
The gray skies spread low, low, and into clouds. On the other side of the cloud, Khuru Lung, lightning strikes and grabs it and swallows it, and again, on the other side of the cloud, thunder and thunder descend.
.
Infinite fog envelops the forest. There are rivers flowing, rocks in the river, rough bushes, bugs chirping under the bushes. Everything is hidden in the fog. They're just whispering now. The appearance of bees, birds, and beasts is invisible beyond the fog, and sometimes it is only a rare shadow.
Grrr... khh, khh... khh... khh... khh...
Ununderstandable noise.
Shadow discord.
"......."
My vision is only the sky unfolding with clouds and the earth covered with fog.
Between the half-lowered sky and the half-elevated ground, palm trees are strung up, bent at the waist, and suspended somewhere.
“Haha.”
I grabbed my sword lightly and ran through the fog. The dark fog did not fade. Rather, darker gray flowed into the river of fog.
‘This is no ordinary fog. You made an error.’
After a little more digging, the fog begins to glow red. The color of the error spilled by the designators was revealed.
“A mist that covers the whole area.... You pay for your special Qi Xiang. ”
Blood drips from the mist of my blade. It flows like a mist in the gray mist, and every place it flows becomes redder, so that all the fog that covers the ground becomes red.
In a mere instant, I fell into a trance.
“This must be my place. ”
“No, Abby. ”
Challenge.
As I tread on the fog of the river, I hear a sound closer to a bell than the sound of water, and Ubrica steps closer to me.
“This is where we come from. ”
“Home?”
“Ugor. When we first opened our eyes and saw the world with our thin eyes, this was the only thing that mattered to us. ”
Ubrica looked around.
“The sky wasn't blue. I had no reason to look up at the blue sky. In order for us to be interested in the sky, it had to rain first, and the rainy sky was always gray. Therefore, for us, the sky was always filled with clouds and thunderstorms of indigestion, just strange clumps. ”
“Land is a land of fear. We don't know which beast will harm us. Even a tiny bug is strong enough to poison our child. A place where big and small demons roam... The unknown beast roars from afar, and the adult who wants to come back until night doesn't come back. I don't know. I don't know anything. The beast wails and the adult doesn't come back. The world, we just don't know. It was full of thick fog. ”
"......."
"Just sometimes."
Ubrica is the original world.
I looked around the gray world, where the gray light continued infinitely up and down.
“There's something hanging like that palm tree, just trying to find a place to hang it. If you have saved me and become a home for my family, then you are God. We are merely wanderers passing between hell and blood, searching for spirits to hang from. ”
I smiled slowly.
“Raising you here, it wasn't easy. All I could say was water, sky, earth, and that..."
“Ooger, this is the world we shine on. How many words do we need? ”
It's raining.
Even though Asura's errand brought in the clouds, the rainwater coming down from the clouds seemed gentle. It rains. I open my mouth and drink a few drops of rain. It was cool. A much cleaner routine drenched my whole body than an old error.
“Nothing happens if you stay here. ”
Ubrica said:
“Abby, she loves us. Anyone who doubts that love is none of our designees. But wasn't it hard? ”
“What's so hard about it? It must be hard to stay ahead of this group's family... ”
“After Abby dragged us out of the rainforest, there's been so much going on. There was progress. There was conquest. There was defeat, and all factions were enslaved. You wouldn't imagine no one would die. ”
"......."
“Tortured dead, mistakenly dead, unlucky dead, spear-stabbed, gladiator clothed, ridiculed and ridiculed by the audience, escaped dead, unable to escape....."
The static flowed.
“Don't you feel that Abby is responsible for all this? ”
It was a long pause.