Cannabis returning in 40 million # 7
“It must be...” The consciousness seems to fly. Anastasia wanted to shake the pressure right away, but it was impossible. Pressure migration transcended the imagination. If it weren't for Golem's physical body, the body would have been broken. 'Damn it!' cried the helpless man. Oh, man.
Nastasha slams her head. I know it doesn't mean anything to her. But I won't let go without looking.
Then Anastasia looks at the fantasy. She sees the blurry vision of Sailorucas. 'Ha, ha. Yeah, it's a fantasy. Clearly, at this moment Doanastasha was hoping for Lucas' intentions somewhere in his mind. If he did, he would suddenly show up in a desperate situation.
Simple avoidance of responsibility, no. Anastasia is disgusting. Lucas is not a god. It's not a convenient creature to cry out when you're in trouble. Look at you. It's not Fraybleke, it's Lucas Lowman. What are the chances of him showing up in the way he died 4,000 years ago, even at this crucial moment?
'I'm not as childish as a great epic hero, so it's a blunder. Anastasia is looking at something in vain.
But if it's not the crab you're looking at. If that guy Mallorucas is right, if he's here to save us. 'A little late.’ Anastasia loses her mind.
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[…]
Rod felt a sense of being his own accomplice and then disappearing. It wasn't him. Lucas was distracting himself. It was no surprise. Even more so, if it's Garucas... the pressure on Anastasia Shawazekid's body has completely disappeared. And yet, nothing happened to them. They lost their minds. Of course, Rod's interest was also completely lost to them.
[Yes. That's what happened.] His gaze is on only Lucas Bay.
Most of the glare was in front of the man who should have died. It wasn't treatable. The scar on the horn itself can only heal for a long time. Well, joining Lucas is fatal. Time should have prompted him to die. And yet, he's alive. He's back in shape. The balancer's nucleus.
It will.
Rod's wrinkled face slowly widens. He regains his free time. It's a much better situation than I thought. If Iris, the witch had decided to hide the nuke, it would have taken Rod a lot of time to find it. Then the entity with the nucleus appeared in front of itself, and the reason for the impatience was completely gone.
The question of Guinea's spare time soars. Rod scoffs at his head.
[But why did you show up here?] I was really curious. He looked at Lucas with a silent gaze. I don't know where I left Irysgarner. The Broken Sky. It's a world once destroyed, rich in debris and debris. If I hadn't gotten out of there, I would have gotten even false happiness.] “….” [Wasn't that the wind of Gébarois?] “I'm sure you did. ”
[Why? Why did you come before me to die?] “What does it mean to live in a false vision?” Then Lucas pauses and shakes his head. “... No. It might be meaningful, but I don't want that. My reality is more important, and I can't ignore the suffering of the winemakers here.” [Hoo….] “So you can't just stir around like that. ”
And as he remembered, Lucas added: “And I won't be the one to die.”
[Khhhh..] Rod burst into laughter. Yeah. I thought so. Rod got used to it for some reason. Humans here have unexpectedly driven Dorod into a major crisis. I couldn't hide the cymbals for a second, but I thought they were going to die.
I lost. I lacked something decisive. I couldn't figure out what it was, but I thought if there was a chance of killing myself, there would be only one thing in the whole world. I thought there was only one thing that would stand in the way of the last. I thought I killed him, but maybe he was still alive.
Now I see. They weren't good enough. It's been a while. It's not just about strength.
[The last thing in town is you, Lucas Lowman.] Rod spoke with great excitement, while Lucas was sending a line of sight to the ground. There was a thing in Errod's shop. “Did you spit it out yourself?" [If so?] “I can't believe I threw away my own business. You've been pathetic and foolish. I can't believe you haven't figured it out yet." [What are you talking about?]
“Yes……. I see.” Lucas murmured in a low voice. Let's change places. ”
In short, the surrounding landscape has changed. It seemed to reverse all the colors. Some prayed that the world would reverse. Rod felt dizzy momentarily, and when he disappeared, he was in a different place. [Chuckles] I couldn't help but look.
Because I didn't understand what Lucas was doing. Is this another 10-star power? Does he use the power of the Golden Bell? ‘Kind of. Similar. Not the same power.
Rod looks at Lucas. Suddenly, his appearance feels enormous. Unknown intimidation. That's not all. Lucas' body seemed to be wrapped in darkness. Darkness greedily blew her tongue and looked at herself.
'What? This feeling. I want to turn my head. I don't want to face my eyes. So, I want to get out of interest. Rod understood the feeling of confidence.' Am I afraid? "Immediately denied. No way. I've never felt a feeling since I was born, and there's no reason to feel perfect from now on.
[Where is this place?] “An unnamed island at the western end of the continent. ”
[Why did you change the place?] “Because there's no life in this world." [I see. But the last place to fight is a little poor.] He says to keep his mouth up. [This will be the last trial. Lucas Lowman, I will kill you here.] “… you still haven't realized.” Lucas sighs faintly. His eyebrows twitch.
[What is that attitude? Are you ignoring me?] “What then? ”
[...] There must still be a scar on the soul. I'm sure you haven't forgotten who drove you to extinction.] Looking at the slippery rod, Lucas Gatuk says, “Not even a handful.” [Bullshit!]
Rod realizes the feeling of dungeon fire from the moment he regained consciousness. Lucas' attitude toward himself has changed. I've never had a fight against everything.
No, it turned out to be more like treating a human being below himself. Lucas' unconscious expression proves that. He murmurs without interrupting Rod's voice. “I thought a lot until I got here. Maybe I'll have a last fight with you, or someone else will get hit hard, but... no. I had a tough fight.” Yeah. "I came here to plead defeat.
C. ”[Of course. All the islands around here will be sunk.] Two fights that tore Rod's life apart... Dragonrod, and Gorucas. I thought I'd be in love with Lucas.“ But I knew the moment I faced you. I realized the moment I saw something. You can't beat me now. ”
[What?] “But it doesn't feel so good. Rather futile.” [] Rod was no longer confident in hearing the curses. He said in a provocative voice. Imina can handle even your powers……. Go away.] The power of the apostle was definitely activated. Rod was convinced that Ihyamirucas' reassurance could be defeated.
No change happened. [Scream!] I said it again, but Dorucas never flinches. Rather, I started walking towards the road. [What are you.....] “You can't beat me with those wings. Iminer's essence has changed.” [What?] Lord stares at his wings with a barefoot face. Lucas breathes once more.
“You're not a midget now. You still don't know that.” [I know the other one! What does that have to do with anything?] Roadborne eyes scream. [I didn't become a demigod, I had nothing to do with killing him! The pigs became mere spies anyway! Why do I have to carry all the rubbish I'm talking about as a half-broken person?]
“.... ”
Lucas's face is full of disappointment.
It also made the mind of Rod boil even more.
“... Is that what the leader of one species said in his mouth? You don't seem very impressed by the fact that Gedagas has become something else.” [Absolutely! I've evolved!] “Not really. You are rather degenerate. Not so much in the system.... Think of the Devil.” [Devil?] I didn't understand any more.
His face stiffens. “Can they use all their original powers on the continent? Even Lucifer was able to break the Egg Law after fusing it with the Dragon Rod. You're the balance of heaven, the one who killed Lucifer and absorbed Satan's nucleus. Do you really think you can exert all your power in the Pyeonggi system?" […] “Not long ago, it was possible. You could have handled all the power you wanted. That's why it was possible... Demygad. What you just handled is their dependence.
I was holding you back. ”[…!!]
Demigod, even if it is a piece of the will of the world, no one can deny their birth. We were able to wield the unlimited power of injustice in the Pyramids because we had captured dozens of transcendents. Until then, the laws of the world had regarded Rod as a demigod. Not anymore. [Uh-uh.]
Rodgavić steps back. He recalls the things he made of Nanto. Black liquids. Abandoned peoples were calling their own names. 'Roo... Dhh...’ 'Please save me…….’ Turn it off, hustle, hush... ’Lucas looked at the chubby rod holding his face, and pronounced the last fact.
“And now you, you can no longer be called Lord." [That's, what...]
“… 'The road is there.” Lucas draws, pointing to the things that he drew. Rod realized that Gzeyarukas had brought even his own things to the island, but he couldn't concentrate on them. He looked at the black liquid with his creepy, loose-eyed eyes. There were many faces boiling like a pomegranate,' he looked. Like an egg, without a stake.
Face.
'The face of Rod.
[Ah, ah!?] “... you should have carried your people. Even if it was a distressing path, I should not give up bearing it.
Lucas Ward had something in common. They were all different and succeeded in imperfectly enhancing their honesty. Lucas was a human being, but he didn't forget himself. But I abandoned Migadim, and I forgot that I was a demigadim myself. I forgot the essence.
Until the moment of eternal destruction, I abandoned the responsibility I should have accepted. I chose to be comfortable. Rod ran away. And this was you. “Power as an angel. Must have exercised absolute power on humans. If they can handle my apostasy, they don't even feel desperate.” But, "said Lucas, looking down at Rod.“ That power has nothing to do with equal existence. "]
Rodriguez shouts at Lucas. Lucas looks at him and mutters. “… the fight is not established for us. It's no different, because you ignored the possibility." What am I?] Isn't that rubbish? If that's a real 'road'... Am I the scum who ruled this body? [Argh! Lou, Lucas! [Roadscreeching] It's on Lucas.
I heard. And the sights unfolding on the unnamed little island could not be seen as a fight, as Lucas said.
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