Cannabis returning in 40 million # 4
The Irish Congressional Award is over. Lucas was alone in a space where there was no darkness. He realized that his body was completely repaired, but he couldn't say anything. It's because I didn't fall out of my mouth when I was trapped in a mooring gang. He thought he was having more trouble than anyone else in the world.
It was clear that Lucas had spent a long time in distress that no one had ever experienced because he was sleepy and self-biased... I didn't like Iris Dog. No. In a sense, I had a much more painful time than Sunlucas. Unlike the static world of artillery gangs, Iris had been thrown out of hell alive. Lucas knew. Since her plan, there's never been a day that doesn't hurt.
The flesh is gone, no matter how demonic.
The weak witch couldn't stand 4,000 years, so Iris moved her soul to the doll and enlightened her life. There was a side effect. Her soul began to wear out. The soul of man is not sturdy enough to withstand the successive changes of flesh. Emir's soul is getting dull. Like a candle in front of the wind, it's not weird when it goes off. And when the candle goes out... her soul disappears. There's no end to transcendental death.
There is no bright future for Iris. She knows it. She didn't give it up. I went through a lonely and distressing fight. And... I finally got what I wanted. I pulled Lucas out of the moor.
'There's no escaping the magnetism.'
I felt ashamed of myself for escaping the gang by myself. It was natural to think about it. Load exercises maximum output power
It's a gang that created the world. It was enough to call it the real number of powers he had. In a world like that, no matter how 4,000 years ago, the power of a nine-star Lucastrowman could not escape. Irise's intentions were possible. For 4,000 years, she was able to give a blemish to the world without a single day's delay.
“ ……. ”Lucas is heartbroken at the moment of choking.
After being transcendent, I didn't get too agitated about anything. I lost my humanity, I lost my feelings. And I thought that once and for all, emotion would never regain its original color again. Lucas felt a whirlwind of obvious sorrow. It was that moment.
“This is a shattered world." I hear the voice of Iris. Lucas was astonished.
“Iris? Where are you?“ “You fought, lost, and died.” “. ….” I cut off the voice of Iris. At that moment, Lucas' heart was filled with anxiety. It led to her gloomy voice.
“The angels, the owners of this world, had a role to play in leading the Bondi souls into the afterlife, and they were given the right to live in the heavenly world by giving the souls the light of good deeds. Originally.
This place was going to be a rough afterlife for all souls. Because of that place... Lucas' divorce could have been delayed. ”
“.. Iris, what's your situation?" “You've been good enough."
Dialogue is not engaged. Lucas bites his lips. He has a vague sense of anxiety. He closed his eyes. Maybe.
Iris is already dead.
“Maybe now, after Im dead.” “…..” "And I think I want you to be a little sad. ”
Sad. ”
I can't believe it's my own, but I have a split voice. His face was covered with tears.
"... if you make Erucas sad, I'll be really happy. ”
Iris was pretending to have a good voice. Lucas knew that.
“I didn't mean to show you my memory, but... I couldn't. I wish I knew what I had done, even if I was a hard man. I wanted you to remember. Good and bad, all of them, if it's Guerrucas, I think it's going to be a little more..."
“Iris.” But I can't. I should have been punished. I was thinking about seeing Lucas again. I think you won't kill me eventually. "" …. ”“ I don't think so. I'm ashamed to say that if I have sinned, I should be punished. Ahaha... I'm ashamed to say that I am punished. I just want to rest. ”
Iris' voice became increasingly blurred.
“I just want to rest. I'm so tired.
Is that okay? Even a villain like me... even a traitor witch... just... sighing... was so hard. ”
Iris' voice fades completely. Lucas realizes. That the spirit of the lease was completely destroyed just now.
"Ah.”
I made a dumb voice.
Lucas looks at the night sea and recalls the conversation he had with Iris, her face and tears, and then he remembers the confession.
[... so I was a little greedy, but I don't think so. I can't change the nature of my favorite Lucas Lowman with my own hands. I feel like killing you with my hand.]
A short journey of months in the imaginary world. That false memory was the greed of Iris Gavaran.4,000 years, devoted only a few months.
'No, that's not greed.'
Lucas is evil, unacceptable. This ending was unacceptable.
“Not yet."
Their reunion has not yet taken place.
Pa!
A bright light rose from Lucas' chest.
The last piece of Irish filling was making an unimaginable difference to his body.
“Iris, you're not at rest yet. ”
I can't hear Iris any more. The diary she mentioned was the end of it. Imibas rushed soul. I couldn't let Iri Spider-Man go, who had a cruel end to her death.
“So, hold on a second. ”
… sparse, but possible. Of course, it is impossible by the power of Lucas. But even the naimibas spirit knows that it can be reunited. To meet him.
“Gotta take down Rod.”
It's not easy. Lucas is weakened. You have taken all the power from Rod. Thanks to you, the total amount of Magical Power has dropped by less than half.
C. With this power, even the end will be useless several times. But the road is also weakened, so we have to go. Lucas thought a few days behind the Broken Sky. In any form, it will now be a knot. Everything.
* * *
[….]
Nose dogs seemed to let go of their minds even in the drowsiness of the spill. Sleep, skeletal body had nothing to do with it. In the first place, most Iranians do not need sleep, but the power of the water that extends from it was unfamiliar to the Nose Dog. One thing is clear. If you slow down for a second, you'll be in deep sleep right now. I'm sure he'll die soon. To the black-haired man in front of his eyes.
[…] Kaltud was a servant of Erucifer in the first place. You're talking.]
Of course, I don't completely trust the Redskinned Devil. Nose Dog believed he was the Devil. I didn't think I'd be able to do anything about the demon circles that are usually the main players in hell. But I knew there would be a whole hell of a war. If I had known it would happen, I wouldn't have used Coca-Cola Todd as an apostle.
Dro murmured low.
“Lucifer's leather.” [... what?] “Just before death, Lucifer's thoughts came to me. You know what, Nose Dog? The rod you're receiving seems to have swallowed up all of their people.” [What... crap?]
Nose Dog couldn't hide the panic completely. He stares at Troy as he rises from Hitumaecar's throne.
[Rod can't be.] “Believe it or not. The rest of the world is now Demygad Roadwaner, and Eli Aran is all that lies around the snowfield. [Argh...]
Nozzog is confused and twisted for a moment. He sits rotten on the throne.
[Rod... Why did Rod swallow the people?]
There was no power in his voice. Usually, he had more energy than the voice of the deceased, but he was now divided.
“Obviously. To be strong. Rod treats the Imimis as a simple mass of energy.If they are swallowed, they will be called healthier, stronger nutrients.” […] No way.] “Stop being unfaithful to evil. If you look at Netado, you can see Nose Dog. It's not surprising. You expected this to happen somewhat. ”
Nose Dog once again trembled. It was a cliché. Ever since I swallowed Rodgareirin, I've been anxious that this might happen. Then he pretends he doesn't know. Then he teases me like he's good in front of him. Whatever Rod did, he would have believed him. No. Until then, I firmly believed that the road was a shortcut that would boost the demigod. But... look at the results now. Rod swallowed up all his people.
“Rod will be here soon. Of course you will know. He swallowed everything up. Wonderful. Nose Dog, do you want the end of it, too?" [... what do you want to say?] “Let's put the hips together. If you don't want to die, let's defeat Rod together.” [Bullshit.]
Nose Dog said in a friendly voice. Dro turned his gaze toward the clean door.
“It's not a win-win. It's about time.
Military. ”Qujic!
The Royal Inquiry was crushed, and several doctors came in. In front of the chieftain, Ivan took out a piece of iron that was buried in his fist.
“You came to the right place. All the hard-looking men were hiding here.” “...” “Hey, Dro, how'd it go? ”
Ivan took a deep breath from his daughter-in-law
I exhaled.
“... I don't have time to listen to your rebuke. You guys be ready.” “What are you ready for?" Left-hand!
At that moment the space was split, and the road came out. Suddenly, those on the left seem to be stopping their hearts. As the clock stops, only the head of the road slowly looks around them.
It was fixed to his gaze.
[There you are, Dragon Lord.] “….” [I seem to have forgotten my promise. I came to receive it directly.]
“I'm sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about.”
As Droga looks down, Rod Doe says nothing more. In the first place, he knows that dialogue is unnecessary.
At that time Anastasia said with a firm face.
“Where's Frey?"
I heard you went to hell to stop Rod. But Rodman was standing there. It's like fighting someone, getting hurt.
Anastasia nods her anxiety and looks at Rod. Rod replies indifferently.
[The cannabis is dead.] “…!! ”
“Cut the crap.”
The frightened Anastasia Wadaliiban growls. Rod's gaze nods.
[Being there... Yes. Is it the shell you used just before you became a cannabis transcendent?]
I was reporting the existence of Fray's body. Rodga said unpleasantly.
[I feel bad. Die.] Paang! “... Huh?"
Gray's body explodes without any foresight. He bleeds the face of the stage girl next to him. No one realized what had happened. Droga said in a slightly urgent voice.
“Manado, Gi Qi Den! Everything is good! Pull up your energy and protect yourself! He's getting weaker now!”
[Even weaker, there is no one to kill you.]
The moment Rodriguez tried to reach out to him.
[Load.]
Nozdog calls him. Rod lowers his hand again, half raised.
[Nose Dog, that's amazing. I can't believe you're still conscious.]
[...] Ah. Didn't you just explain it to me? Hmm.]
I pondered for a moment, and I shook the road-going dog.
[There's no time. Just accept me. Of course you will.] Argh!
A mouthful appeared in Rod's face. It was a big, horrible mouthful, like when predating another demigod. His mouth widened, and he was like a nosebox.
Approaching position to swallow.
Blame it!
The wall rises bony from the ground. It blocks access to the mouth. The movement of the rod stopped for a moment.
[What does that mean? Nose Dog. […] Persuasion. order.]
He said as if he were a nose-dog.
[... if you can convince me, it's Sun-hyner's.
I'll add. Lord, you've absorbed the Movement without thinking of anything, haven't you? There's got to be a reason. There's a reason we can all be convincing. Tell me that. Then...]
Rod looked at the slick minozdog and said,
[No.] [... what? [] A lot of weekends, Nose Dog.]
His voice was annoying.
[Just shut up, be a nun.]
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