Hunter of the Perished World

[83] Crack the Poison (1)

Whatever the leader of the group was, it didn’t matter to Gene now. Now it’s time to get the power of the Immortal Seal and prepare for the Devil.

There were still a lot of crazies in the world, and they knew it was impossible to deal with all of them.

First of all, Jin asked me to bring the thunderstorm of denial. In fact, he was a person who had nothing to do with it, but he accepted Jean’s words softly, obeying the words of four hundred johns.

The supersonic rate that ran into Huddah somewhere soon returned.

“This is the storm? ”

“Yep…. ”

It was a shabby fuselage that was almost the size of a bushat. It was a wonder that the old chord line, which had been ripped apart even though the debt didn’t function, remained intact.

Hard to make and easy to break are common to all products. And even though it was the great law of heaven, it was no different.

Through the hands of those who do not know magic, they were handed over to those who do not know how to handle it properly, and the hurricane was so-called unclean.

The result was now a waste product.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think it would work…. ”

I felt sorry for him, but he tightened his head several times. Of course, the storm was bitter to Jin, but in the end it was not that big a deal.

“If you’re sorry, is it over? ”

“Yes?”

“Take responsibility. ”

There was a celestial magician, though he was a coward and a loser, in front of Jin, no matter how the storm broke.

“Go to the Celestial Party and drive out the strong-willed one. ”

Luckily, there was a chicken instead of a pheasant.

The expression of the cornerstone hardened.

Leona and Ramfil were having a meal in the neighborhood while Gene was growing up. It didn’t have to be because of the sealing, but it was polite to use some chips after coming to this neighborhood, and everyone was looking forward to it.

But apart from expectations like that, the residents were nowhere near either of them.

Even with Ramfil in his Wargrave uniform, Leona still has the armored car they came in with.

The villagers were naturally frightened. Fortunately, they were wary of these strangers paying for chips and eating without saying anything, but their fears were fading.

Gene didn’t bring the supernatural, he came back alone.

Looking at that gin, Leona asked.

“Are we done here? ”

“Yes, what I was trying to save wasn’t good enough, but he’ll help.” ”

Since it is said that you can go out for a few days and come back, it is not a big deal for the beginners. However, I was a little worried that there might be a Sage Ran nearby, but I wasn’t cowardly enough to ignore this situation.

If it had been a seed that was so indifferent to the world, it wouldn’t have brought a thousand winds in the first place.

To be honest, Jean didn’t think he had the slightest bit of supersonic juice, but he thought he was a total loser. So I thought, of course, that I would make an excuse to go to the Celestial Party. Many people were afraid because they were powerless, but the supernatural was living in fear even with that power.

I was afraid of Sager, so if I gave him any excuse, I was going to take him with a so-called bludgeoning.

Obviously, Jean’s suggestion made her expression stiff. But Gene’s answer was unexpected.

“Can you just give me one day? ’

It was the expression of someone who was prepared. It was not a face that asked for time to think, but a face that asked for time to prepare.

“I said one day, so let’s wait. ”

Gin nods at Ramfil and Leonardo. You could sleep in an empty building provided by the residents and sleep in an armored car.

Weedle Point’s people wondered what the three strangers came here for, but no one asked them themselves.

Just rolling around in those vicious armored cars, everyone knew that Wisdom Point was going to be a blight, so everyone decided not to provoke the estramorwn.

Gene was usually a veteran, but ultimately a great man who spent money when he had to. The problem is, of course, that Gene has quite high standards.

Gene approaches the villagers and asks.

“Do you have a place to stay? ”

“Yes? Yes, ah…. I have to ask the representative, but there are lots of vacant buildings, so you can go anywhere. Yes.”

“Thank you.”

Since there are more vacant buildings than residents, it was good to sleep anywhere without the cost of accommodation.

Jean is a person who uses gin, but she doesn’t have to use it. She wasn’t the kind of person who handed over chips.

In the beginning, the town was surrounded by drunkards. That’s why none of the villagers were close. Everyone was just treating me like a freak. In fact, I was drunk every day, so I only had to kick my tongue to get anyone interested.

So one of the visitors stopped by at a very early rate and it was a question to everyone. Some villagers visit an ultra-high hut to ask about it, but the ultra-high rate locks and does not answer anyone’s call.

Without even a sip of alcohol, the ultrasound sat still, unfolding its banner.

Next to him, there was a pile of rice in a platter of straw.

It was originally used to stir up yeast or make liquor by mixing something else, but it has not been used for that purpose for now.

Bloop

Chocolate picked up a handful of rice.

Gaaaah!

And I sprinkled it on the soban. After counting the number of rice eggs left in the soban, the ultrasonic rate shoved the rice out of the soban and squeezed another handful.

Gaaaah!

And I repeated it.

The ultrasonic rate was now occupying its own transportation, gilt-shirts, and quadruplets. The ultrasonic rate continued to sprinkle rice on the shoal until all the rice that had been covered by the leather was gone. When I hit the dot until the white rice grain was rotting on the floor, the moon was already in the sky, and cold sweat was flowing all over my body at the rate of ultrasound.

‘The score is always absolute. ’

Teacher, Guyun said that while teaching magic.

‘Reading is just not absolute. ’

Even if you look at the same score three times, all three times different phenomena appear. However, the result is the same if you read the rice grain properly, even though it is different in shape.

It is magic to try to understand the absolute nature of the dotted line.

Therefore, the fortune teller is always absolute, but the shaman reading it is not absolute, so the shaman sometimes misses and misses.

According to Guyun, a great shaman does not strike a point.

Reading a checkmark more accurately is an excellent shaman.

The choreography sat still and read the numerous scores he had obtained. The Sorceress was an excellent shaman. Even though they were different death zones, they had only one thing in common.

Neither believed the will of heaven, called the heavenly body.

However, the way I did not believe was different.

The Sorceress wanted to see that the innate will did not force the world by acting.

Ultrasound lived in the world, hiding from the Sages, to mock that this was the true will of nature. It was to mock the fact that the divine shaman was hidden because of his great intentions.

Expression of free will or not does not prove that shamans are natural believers.

They’re just both struggling.

But for now, the witch hunter of a dysfunctional family, who only knew existed, came to the innate rate and asked him to do something.

After all, what is the innate will to find themselves and to give them something to do? Does he have to move according to the will of the natural world?

The ultrasonic rate scored two points. It was a dot on either side of the road that followed the witch hunter.

The owner of the trail was eccentric. It was a brotherhood where his master disappeared and was swallowed up by another man’s brotherhood.

It’s only a few days away, but the supersonic rate knew that if you left this road, you would never come back. It was like the return point of a great destiny.

The trafficker changes. The trafficker has never seen the trajectory before. However, when I met someone who had too strong a liquid (21380;), the transportation turned into a complete transformation.

‘That’s a funny thing. ’

This experience was surprising and interesting at the same time for the first time.

“You’re going to die in the middle of nowhere. ”

The supernatural rate bluntly recites its scores.

“You will not die in bed. Because of the mixture of things that are not human, every road that goes there will be a fierce rampage, and it will be a path that only chases the tail of a copycat… You don’t have to draw a dot. ”

This route was so urgent that it was meaningless to cast a crossroads in the first place.

And the omens were so intensely implying a supersonic death.

Once you leave, you can’t come back. And at the end of that path, only death survives. I knew it was foolish to choose that path.

The street vendor was simple.

I’ll just live like this.

There were two spots in front of me, the stormy night sea and the plain of the barren wasteland. Eventually, the fortune teller is a way to avoid injury or find a path, and depending on the choice, the fortune teller also changes.

You can continue to live the life of a drunkard. Even though the Great Plague has messed up the sky, the astronomer in heaven can’t save himself.

However, when the world is filled with terror, where will we go when we are chasing after only the place where there is light and noon in the bad age?

“ ……. ”

And in the myriad of dots tied to his master, the supersonic rate searched through their dots tied to him. In the arms of many fortune tellers.

The ultrasonic rate was still flowing.

Even though the end of this road is death, I knew that the supernatural order was my own.

“You can hide alone in the flow of annihilation. ”

Ultimately, I had to feel the initial rate because I knew that no one could hide in this huge quadriplegic.

It’s impossible to choose in the first place. Even if you choose the amount of life that makes wine in the wasteland, no one can be whole in the flowerpot that will come. The catastrophe was already telling me that.

The ultrasonic rate that had chosen the path of the loser was also staggering. And I also knew that I had to meet the Sage in the twitch.

Therefore, the initial rate had to be felt.

After a long time, the supersonic rate suddenly rose. In the end, this may be the first and last chance given to a powerless fortuneteller.

I don’t have any hope of changing anything. However, if he decided to move, he could not stop any longer.

“Hehe!”

Glug!

The chrysanthemum twitches one of Goi’s poisons in the hut. Since I was drunk and had a hard time farming, it was bad enough to move one of my cholera jars.

Almost sickly, one venom comes out, and the ultrasound goes back into the hut, one venom comes out, and the other.

My arms and legs were trembling with sweat. The three great alcohols were the only comforting friends and friends of the millennium that lived in Uganda.

I could still forget about myself while I was drinking.

Now the three drunks are standing in the courtyard in front of the hut.

You pick up the stone pillow from the hut and hold it with both hands. I was staring at the poison for a while.

“Hehe!”

Squeaker!

The poison breaks with a murky sound, and the grain spills out. The ultrasound does not hesitate to go to the other poison and strike again.

“Suck!”

Puck!

The second poison has broken. The smell of yeast and sour odor spread throughout the world. The colostrum spills over to the third poison without hesitation.

Squeaker!

The alcohol spills out from the three poisons, and the cholera flips the smashed poison upside down and spills every drop onto the ground.

“Hah… Hah…”

The odor spreads in the sky, and in the middle of it, the ultrasonic waves of stone pillows stare at the scene.

Widol’s Drunken Extracurricular Juice has broken all the alcoholism. It was a deep night, and the ultrasonic hut was far from where others slept.

The ultrasonic rate became sweat and alcohol.

And then I smiled.

Like you’ve never laughed before.