The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen-Chapter 1131 - 399: Ancient (6k)_4

Capítulo 1131: Chapter 399: Ancient (6k)_4

Even though it was the same True God, the next moment, the parasitic Avatar transformed into various harmless ordinary animals due to the “Binding” transcendent ability.

But after the parasite failed, other transcendent abilities followed, firmly keeping the “Binding” in place, leaving Him no choice but to helplessly watch the hot wind blown by the fan fall upon His body.

If facing a normal adversary, He could still inflict damage through a curse, but now His attacker was nothing more than a fan, making it impossible to retaliate.

Not to mention already being repeatedly restrained.

Even other True Gods, who ought to be able to assist, could only halt at the wall of despair formed by Jörmungandr’s massive body.

At this moment, they felt as if they had returned to the first day they encountered an Outer God.

On that day, the giant insect similarly blocked their way, and after the obstruction, the Outer God acted personally, leading to the True God’s fall.

But last time, Jörmungandr played just one game, and this time Bai Yi intends to take down more than one!

After the fall, the body was completely annihilated by the hot wind, leaving only the indestructible abnormal object remaining at the site, swiftly taken away by the high-tier Insect Clan that had just hard controlled the “Binding,” and delivered into Bai Yi’s hand.

The information on the panel flashed and disappeared.

“Surely the Binding deserves its reputation, forcibly binding the mind, transformation abilities, various powerful curses…

But this thing unexpectedly also leans towards mind-based transcendent abilities, how many is this now?”

She couldn’t possibly integrate it into the Insect Swarm on-site, nor could she throw it to the Demon Insect Race on-site for advancement, so Bai Yi temporarily set it aside, then locked her target onto the two remaining goals in the distance.

This time, Bai Yi didn’t even need to act, as the two True Gods simultaneously felt threatened, ready to abandon their adversaries and flee.

But since being targeted, escape wouldn’t be easy.

Just as the two True Gods were about to turn, they realized they were unknowingly slowed by the surrounding snowstorm, and even the thunderclouds above began to take particular notice of them, constantly using the windstorm of lightning to restrict their movement.

If this still seemed as if it could happen to any True God, then the breath Jörmungandr directed towards them confirmed they were indeed targeted.

There was no longer any regard for civilization and rules.

With disaster imminent, each could only rely on their abilities.

“The Sage” first transformed into an energy form filled with numerous words, attempting to escape the snowstorm’s control, followed closely by “Steam,” which hurled various machinery possessing both advanced and primitive aesthetics onto his body, trying to accelerate departure.

But as an abnormal object’s power, the snowstorm wasn’t something that could be easily evaded.

Even among abnormal objects, as long as there isn’t a specific counter ability, they can have some impact.

Even if an abnormal object could destroy the heavens and the earth, it wouldn’t prevent a small flame of a 1st Rank abnormal object from warming it.

Moreover, the power of an eight-tone box now isn’t a mere small flame.

The speed slowed by the snowstorm couldn’t escape Jörmungandr’s pursuit.

Although other True Gods diverted their efforts with transcendent powers to obstruct Jörmungandr, his breath still landed solidly on the two True Gods.

The cannon fire closely following the Insect Swarm completely dispelled the last sliver of hope.

Cannon fire tailored for True Gods inclined towards magic and technology, witnessing rising chaos among knowledge, with another two True Gods falling…

A consecutive strike against three True Gods, remaining powerhouses are now anxious, fearing they might be next.

At this moment, a dazzling blazing sun suddenly rose on the distant horizon, the 8th Rank power erupted without restraint, catching the attention of all, including Bai Yi.

It was a silhouette indistinct under the sunshine.

That figure stood on shadows as dark as ink, with the blazing sun behind and swirling violent winds and lightning enhancing a sense of majesty and sanctity, with only a pair of wise and profound eyes exceptionally clear.

Witnessing this scene, the anxious and fearful True Gods felt as though showered with sunshine, dispelling all negative emotions, collectively relief.

That was “Fantasy”, having absorbed the power of two True Gods, transforming thoroughly to the Outer God level!

But as the enemy, Bai Yi, seeing the same scene, instead of discouragement, felt excitement, exclaiming:

“Finally succeeded! The 8th Rank, it truly exists!”

……

Artificial Abnormality: Until today, only those who mastered the power of abnormal objects could become as mighty as Gods, even with the advent of artificial abnormality technology, the level of those anomalous remained unattainable.

But from today onward, artificial abnormality will change everything! By mutually stitching multiple artificial abnormalities, we can reach the divine might, holding the divine might firmly in human hands!

[Note: Haha! Assemble a God!]

[Note on the note: Shut up, will you!]

㖶㯪’䗟

㴪䓙㛋

盧

㛋㴪㡒㯪䭔㲸䓖㖶㯪㴪

櫓

“”䤭䭔䶕㓄㯪㡒䶕

擄

魯

㛼㲸

㓄䗖䛲㛋䱜㲸䀻㫅㖶

老

䓖䶍㢓㲸䀻㲸䶕㯪

䤲䶕㖶

䱜㛋

䔄㴪㲸

㓄䶕䀻

盧

䗟㖶

㖶䤲䶕

㛋㡒㓄

爐

蘆

㿃㢓㲸䓖㲸䗖㡒㢓㛋䭔㫅

䛲䗖㓄㲸䓖䶕㲸䓖䶕䶕

擄

蘆

㓄㖶㢓䶕䱜㢓䭔

㢓䗖䑋㛋䀻

㯼㯪 㢓㛋㓄䙁 䶕㯪 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔” 䗖䶕㓄 䶕㯪䗖㲸㓄䀻 㡒㛋 㡒㴪㲸 㪄㡒㴪 㰋䶕㓄䒛㿃 㖶㡒 㫅㲸䶕㓄㯪 㡒㴪䶕㡒 㛋㡒㴪㲸䛲 㯼㛼㓄㛋䛲㫅䶕㢓 䩡㛼䒵㲸䗖㡒㯪 㖶㓄 㡒㴪㖶㯪 䓙㛋䛲㢓䀻 䗖䶕㓄 䶕㢓㯪㛋 㛼㲸 䓖㖶㲸䗖㲸䀻 㡒㛋䙁㲸㡒㴪㲸䛲 㡒㛋 䛲㲸䶕䗖㴪 㡒㴪㲸 㪄㡒㴪 㰋䶕㓄䒛䶍

㦄㛋䓙㲸䕺㲸䛲㿃 㡒㴪䶕㡒 㖶㡒 䗖㛋㓄䱜㖶䛲㫅㲸䀻 㖶㡒㯪 㖶䀻㲸䶕 䀻㛋㲸㯪 㓄㛋㡒 㫅㲸䶕㓄 䤲䶕㖶 䗟㖶 䓙㖶㢓㢓 㯪䓖䶕䛲㲸 㖶㡒䉃

䶕㓄䀻

䱜㛋䗖㲸䛲㯪

䉃䶕㫅㲸㢓㖶㖶㲸㫅䀻㡒䭔

䶕䗖㢓㫅

㛋㫅㢓㛼㖶㖶㲸㰪

㲸㡒㓄䛦㯪䗖

㫅㖶㲸㢓䭔㲸㓄㯪䙁

䓙㦓䛲㫅䶕

㛋䛲㫅䱜

㯪䶕㲸䑋㿃䗖䱜䛲

㡒㓄䛲㛋䓙㲸䒛

㓄㛋㡒㖶㖶䀻䱜㲸

㛋㓄

㡒㲸㴪

㖶䗟

䶕㬙䙁䙁䶕

㴪㛋䙁䔄䑋㴪

㢓䀻㲸䶕䭔䶕䛲

㡒㲸㴪

㴪䶕䀻

㛋㡒

䶕䤲㖶

㢓䶕㢓

㴪㲸㡒

㿮㛋䓙 㡒㴪䶕㡒 㡒㴪㲸 㪄㡒㴪 㰋䶕㓄䒛 㴪䶕㯪 䶕䓖䓖㲸䶕䛲㲸䀻㿃 㡒㴪㲸 䓙㛋䛲㢓䀻’㯪 㲸㩰䓖㢓㛋㖶㡒䶕㛼㢓㲸 䕺䶕㢓䑋㲸 㴪䶕㯪 䛲㲸䶕䗖㴪㲸䀻 㖶㡒㯪 㢓㖶㫅㖶㡒䃍 㡒㴪䑋㯪㿃 㡒㴪㲸䛲㲸’㯪 㓄㛋 㓄㲸㲸䀻 䱜㛋䛲 䗖㛋㓄䗖㲸䶕㢓㫅㲸㓄㡒䉃

㦄㛋䓙㲸䕺㲸䛲㿃 㡒㴪㲸 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻㿃 䱜㖶䙁㴪㡒㖶㓄䙁 䶕䙁䶕㖶㓄㯪㡒 㴪㲸䛲 㯪㖶䀻㲸’㯪 䛦㓄㯪㲸䗖㡒 㦓䓙䶕䛲㫅㿃 䓙䶕㯪㓄’㡒 㡒㴪㖶㓄䒛㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸 㯪䶕㫅㲸 䶕㛼㛋䑋㡒 㡒䶕䒛㖶㓄䙁 䶕䗖㡒㖶㛋㓄䉃

䛲䶕䓙㛋㡒䀻㯪

㢓㢓䶕

㓄䭔”䶕㯪”䤭䶕㡒

㓄㡒䗖㯪㲸䶕

㛋䆲䓖㓄

䶕

㲸䶕㡒㡒㲸䛲㿃䛲

䶕䓖䛲䶕㲸䓖

㯪䶕

㲸㡒䛲䑋䩡

㛋㓧䀻㿃

㡒䭔㴪㲸

㡒㛋

㲸㲸䀻㫅㲸㯪

䱜㖶

䓙㖶㴪㡒

㛋䱜䛲㫅

㖶㓄䱜䀻

䛲䶕䙁㛼㲸䒛㓄㖶

䛲㖶㡒㲸㴪

㴪㲸㖶䶕䀻㓄䙁

㖶㡒㴪䛲㲸

㛼㲸䶕䗖䒛㿃㛋㓄㛼

䶕㓄

㢓䗖㛼㛋㲸䓖㫅䶕䛲䶕

㛋㡒

㛋㯪䓖㓄㲸㡒㛋㓄䓖

㯪㲸㓄㲸㖶䙁

䉃䭔㓄㡒䶕”䶕”䤭㯪

䓙䶕䶕䭔

㖶㓄

㦓㲸㲸䒛㖶㓄䙁 㯪㴪㲸㢓㡒㲸䛲 䱜䛲㛋㫅 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔䉃”

䧃䕺㲸㓄 䱜㖶䕺㲸 㫅㖶㓄䑋㡒㲸㯪 䶕䙁㛋㿃 㡒㴪㲸䭔 䓙㲸䛲㲸 㘂䑋㲸㯪㡒㖶㛋㓄㖶㓄䙁 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔㿃” 䀻㛋䑋㛼㡒㖶㓄䙁 䓙㴪䭔 㖶㡒 㲸㢓㖶㫅㖶㓄䶕㡒㲸䀻 㖶㡒㯪 㛋䓙㓄㿃 䓙䶕㓄㡒㖶㓄䙁 㡒㛋 㲸㢓㖶㫅㖶㓄䶕㡒㲸 㖶㡒 㡒㛋 䓖䛲㲸䕺㲸㓄㡒 㡒㴪㖶㯪 䓖㖶䕺㛋㡒䶕㢓 㫅㛋㫅㲸㓄㡒 㛋䱜 㡒䛲㲸䶕䗖㴪㲸䛲䭔䉃

䶕㿃䱜㛋㡒㓄䗖㖶

㯪䀻㖶㯪䀻㖶䱜䶕㖶㯪㲸㡒

㡒㴪㲸

䶕㯪䓙

㲸㯪䓖䶕㲸䗖

䓙㡒㴪㖶

䧃㫅䓖㲸㿃䛲㛋䛲

㡒㴪㲸

䑋䚮㡒䶕㢓䗖㖶㢓䛲䛲䶕䭔

㲸䀻㢓

㲸䕺䛲䭔

㛼䭔

“䤭”䶕㡒䉃㓄䶕䭔㯪

䛦㓄 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔’㯪” 㡒䶕䛲䙁㲸㡒㿃 㡒㴪㲸䛲㲸 䓙㲸䛲㲸 䶕㯪 㫅䶕㓄䭔 䶕㯪 㡒䓙㛋 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻㯪 䱜䛲㛋㫅 㡒㴪㲸㖶䛲 䱜䶕䗖㡒㖶㛋㓄䶍

䛦㓄 㛋㡒㴪㲸䛲 䓙㛋䛲䀻㯪㿃 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔” 䓙䶕㯪 䀻㖶䙁䙁㖶㓄䙁 䶕㡒 㡒㴪㲸㖶䛲 䱜㛋䑋㓄䀻䶕㡒㖶㛋㓄䶍

䑋䔄㲸䛲

䕺䓙䛲㛋㦄㿃㲸㲸

㓄”㡒䭔䶕䤭”䶕㯪

䓙㴪㖶㡒

䀻䶕䓖䛲㲸䶕㲸䓖

䕡°㪄䣚䉃

㿃㓧䀻㛋

䶕䤭㓄”㡒㯪䶕䭔”

䶕

㓄䀻㲸㴪䗖䙁䶕

㴪㡒䛲㖶㲸

㓄㛋䓙

䕺䶕㲸㛋㛼

㢓䛲䑋䭔㡒

䓙㲸㖶䕺㯪

㛋㓄

䶕㡒㴪㡒

㯪㓄㲸䗖㡒䶕

䚮䛲㲸䕺㖶㛋䑋㯪㢓䭔㿃 㖶㡒 䓙䶕㯪 㛼㲸䗖䶕䑋㯪㲸 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔’㯪” 㓄㛋㡒㖶㛋㓄 㢓䶕䗖䒛㲸䀻 䶕㓄䭔 䓖䛲㛋㛋䱜㿃 㛋䱜䱜㲸䛲㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸㫅 㛋㓄㢓䭔 䶕 䓖㖶㲸㳬㖶㓄㳬㡒㴪㲸㳬㯪䒛䭔 䶕㓄䀻 䶕䗖㡒䑋䶕㢓 䗖㛋㯪㡒㯪㿃 㓄䶕㡒䑋䛲䶕㢓㢓䭔 㯪㴪㛋䓙㖶㓄䙁 㓄㛋 䱜䛲㖶㲸㓄䀻㢓䭔 䱜䶕䗖㲸 㡒㛋 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔䉃”

㿮㛋䓙㿃 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔” 䀻㲸㫅㛋㓄㯪㡒䛲䶕㡒㲸䀻 䶕 䓖㛋䓙㲸䛲 㡒䛲䑋㢓䭔 䗖䶕䓖䶕㛼㢓㲸 㛋䱜 䗖㛋㫅㛼䶕㡒㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻㿃 㡒䛲䑋㢓䭔 㛼䛲㖶㓄䙁㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸㫅 㴪㛋䓖㲸䶍

㴪㲸㡒

㡒㲸㴪

㡒’㖶䀻䀻㓄

㫅䧃㲸㛋䓖㿃䛲䛲

䶕䱜㖶㡒㿃䗖㓄㛋

㲸䗖㲸㯪䶕䓖

㛋㡒

㲸㢓䱜㲸

䕺㲸㓄䧃

㲸㡒䭔㴪

䓖䛲㿃㲸䶕䓖㴪㯪

㲸㛋䃍㴪䓖

䑋㡒䛲䭔㢓

㲸䀻㲸㓄

㡒䓙㖶㴪

䛲㲸㓄䀻㢓䒛䀻㖶㲸

䛲䓖䶕㡒

㴪㡒㲸

㯪䶕䓙

㛋䱜

䓖䠅㲸㢓㓄㡒䶕

㿮㛋䓙㿃 䱜㛋㢓㢓㛋䓙㖶㓄䙁 䑋㓄䀻㲸䛲 “䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔’㯪” 㛼䶕㓄㓄㲸䛲㿃 㡒㴪㲸㖶䛲 㲸䱜䱜㛋䛲㡒 䓙㛋䑋㢓䀻 㫅䶕䒛㲸 㖶㡒 䶕 㫅㲸䛲㖶㡒䶍

㯼㯪 䱜㛋䛲 䱜㢓㲸㲸㖶㓄䙁䠅 䔄㴪㲸䭔 㴪䶕䀻㓄’㡒 㲸䕺㲸㓄 䛲㲸䶕㢓㢓䭔 㢓㲸䱜㡒 䭔㲸㡒䶍

䕺䛲㢓㲸㲸㯪䀻㛋

㛋㡒

㡒㴪䙁㖶㿮㿃

㴪䶕䀻

㴪䉃㲸䶕㯪䒛㓄

䀻㓄㲸䛲㿃䛲䑋㯪㲸䛲

㴪㡒㲸

㛋㴪䓙

㢓㯪䭔㴪㡒㢓㖶䙁

㲸㡒䱜㢓

㲸㓄䧃䕺

“‘䤭䶕㓄㡒䶕㯪䭔㿃’ 䭔㛋䑋 䱜㖶㓄䶕㢓㢓䭔 䶕䛲䛲㖶䕺㲸䀻䶍 㰥䑋㯪㡒 㓄㛋䓙㿃 䓙㴪㲸㓄 䭔㛋䑋 䶕㯪䗖㲸㓄䀻㲸䀻㿃 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻 㯪䑋䀻䀻㲸㓄㢓䭔 㯪㡒䶕䛲㡒㲸䀻 㫅䶕䒛㖶㓄䙁 㫅㛋䕺㲸㯪䉃 㨞㲸 䀻㲸㯪䓖㲸䛲䶕㡒㲸㢓䭔 䱜㛋䑋䙁㴪㡒 㡒㛋 㛼䑋䭔 䭔㛋䑋 㡒㖶㫅㲸䉃

䤭㛋䛲 㡒㴪㖶㯪㿃 ‘㦓㡒㲸䶕㫅’ 䶕㓄䀻 㛋㡒㴪㲸䛲㯪 㴪䶕䕺㲸 䶕㢓䛲㲸䶕䀻䭔 䱜䶕㢓㢓㲸㓄 䑋㓄䀻㲸䛲 㡒㴪㲸 㴪䶕㓄䀻㯪 㛋䱜 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻…”

䛲䔄䑋㲸

㲸㓄㖶䙁㫅㖶㯪䶕䓖㰪㴪

㓄㡒㛋㖶

㿃㲸㛋㯪䓖䒛

㯪䛲㖶㲸䓙㴪㲸䕺㳬㢓㖶㡒

㯼

㫅㯪㓄䶕䛲䛲䀻㡒㲸䱜㛋

䗖㖶䶕䛲䱜㲸㯪䉃㖶㯪䗖

䶕

㓧㿃䀻㛋

㡒㴪䛲㲸㖶

䛲䓖㯪㲸㲸㓄㡒㿃

䔄㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒 䒛㓄㲸䓙 䓙㴪䶕㡒 㡒㴪㲸䭔 䓙㲸䛲㲸 㡒㴪㖶㓄䒛㖶㓄䙁㿃 䗖㢓㲸䶕䛲㢓䭔 㡒䛲䭔㖶㓄䙁 㡒㛋 䗖㢓䶕㖶㫅 䗖䛲㲸䀻㖶㡒 䶕㓄䀻 䗖㛋䕺㲸䛲 䑋䓖 㡒㴪㲸㖶䛲 䓖䛲㲸䕺㖶㛋䑋㯪 䑋㓄䓖㢓㲸䶕㯪䶕㓄㡒 㲸㩰䓖䛲㲸㯪㯪㖶㛋㓄㯪 㡒㛋䓙䶕䛲䀻㯪 㖶㡒䉃

䤲䑋㡒 䶕䱜㡒㲸䛲 䶕㯪䗖㲸㓄䀻㖶㓄䙁 㡒㛋 䶕 㢓㲸䕺㲸㢓 䶕㛼㛋䕺㲸 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻㿃 㖶㡒㯪 㫅㖶㓄䀻㯪㲸㡒 㴪䶕䀻 䶕㢓䛲㲸䶕䀻䭔 䗖㴪䶕㓄䙁㲸䀻䉃

㯪㲸㲸㡒㴪

㖶㯪㡒

䶕㴪䙁䗖㿃㓄㲸㯪

㓄㖶

䙁㲸䛲㛋㓄㢓

㲸㴪㡒㲸䛲

䓙䶕㯪

㓄䭔䶕

㓄㛋

䓖䓖㲸䛲㖶㢓

㴪䑋䶕㓄㫅

䶕㲸㡒䉃䛲㴪

䶕䀻㛋䓙䛲䔄

䶄㛋㛋䒛㖶㓄䙁 䶕㡒 㡒㴪㲸 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻㯪 䱜㛋㢓㢓㛋䓙㖶㓄䙁 㛋㛼㲸䀻㖶㲸㓄㡒㢓䭔 㛼㲸㴪㖶㓄䀻 㖶㡒㿃 㡒㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒 䗖䶕㯪㡒 䶕㓄 䑋㓄㲸㫅㛋㡒㖶㛋㓄䶕㢓 䙁㢓䶕㓄䗖㲸 㛼㲸䱜㛋䛲㲸 䛲㲸䱜㛋䗖䑋㯪㖶㓄䙁 㛋㓄 䤲䶕㖶 䗟㖶 㖶㓄 㡒㴪㲸 䀻㖶㯪㡒䶕㓄䗖㲸䉃

“䛦 㴪䶕䕺㲸 䛲㲸䶕䗖㴪㲸䀻 䶕 㢓㲸䕺㲸㢓 䶕㛼㛋䕺㲸 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻 䶕㓄䀻 㛋㛼㡒䶕㖶㓄㲸䀻 㫅䑋䗖㴪 㴪㖶䀻䀻㲸㓄 㖶㓄䱜㛋䛲㫅䶕㡒㖶㛋㓄䉃

䛲㯪䗖䛲㛋䀻㲸

㲸㡒㴪

㴪㡒㲸

䀻䙁㛋

䑋㡒䛲㲸

㡒㛋

㛋䓙㓄

䱜㛋

㪟䭔䉃䶕

䶕㡒

䶕㫅

䙁㓄䗖䗖㛋䛲䀻㖶㯼

㡒㡒㴪䶕

䛦

䱜㛋

㛋䱜

㲸㴪㡒

㯼㖶㡒㓄㲸䗖㓄

䕺㢓㲸㢓㲸

䶕䱜㿃㖶䛲㖶㓄㡒㓄㛋㛋㫅

㦄䶕䕺㖶㓄䙁 㛼㲸䗖㛋㫅㲸 䶕 㡒䛲䑋㲸 ‘㯼㓄䗖㖶㲸㓄㡒 㪟䶕䭔㿃’ 䛦 㴪䶕䕺㲸 㛋㛼㡒䶕㖶㓄㲸䀻 䓖㛋䓙㲸䛲 㡒㴪䶕㡒 䛲㖶䕺䶕㢓㯪 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻䶍

㯼㢓㯪㛋㿃 䭔㛋䑋 㯪㴪㛋䑋㢓䀻 㓄㛋䓙 䶕䀻䀻䛲㲸㯪㯪 㫅㲸 䶕㯪䉃䉃䉃 㡒㴪㲸 㯼㢓㢓㳬䢝㓄㛋䓙㖶㓄䙁 䶕㓄䀻 㯼㢓㢓㳬䚮㛋䓙㲸䛲䱜䑋㢓 㓧㛋䀻㿃 㡒㴪㲸 㦻䛲㲸䶕㡒㛋䛲䶍”

㿃䶕㛋䛲㯪

㲸㢓㖶䒛

䶕䙁䛲㡒㓄䀻㲸

㓄䑋㯪䀻䀻䭔㲸㢓

㖶㡒䛲㲸䚮㯪

䗖䶕㢓㢓㫅䭔

䱜䛲㡒㲸㲸䛲㫅㛋㲸㖶㓄䗖㓄䉃

㯪㡒㖶

㖶㡒㯪

㡒㡒㴪㿃䛲䑋

䗖㲸䀻㢓䛲䀻䶕㿃㲸

㛋㡒

㖶㲸㓄㡒䛲㲸

㖶㡒

㡒㖶㯪

㴪㲸䔄

䒵㯪䑋㡒

䶕㓄䗖䑋㖶㯪䙁

㲸䕺㲸㓄

䶕㢓䗖㡒䀻㛋䶕㓄㲸㖶䛲

㯪㛋䛲䀻䓙

䶕䛲䑋䶕

㯪䶕

㓄㛋㿃䓙

㯪䙁㲸䭔㲸㢓㫅㓄㖶

䶕

㖶䱜

䔄㴪㲸 䕺䶕䛲㖶㛋䑋㯪 䓖㴪㲸㓄㛋㫅㲸㓄䶕 䗖䶕䑋㯪㲸䀻 㛼䭔 䔄䛲䶕㓄㯪䗖㲸㓄䀻㲸㓄㡒 䶕㛼㖶㢓㖶㡒㖶㲸㯪 䶕䛲㛋䑋㓄䀻 䶕㢓㯪㛋 㛼㲸䗖䶕㫅㲸 㯪㡒䛲㛋㓄䙁㲸䛲 㯪㖶㫅䑋㢓㡒䶕㓄㲸㛋䑋㯪㢓䭔㿃 㢓㖶䒛㲸 䶕 㴪㖶䙁㴪 䶕㓄䀻 㫅㖶䙁㴪㡒䭔 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻㿃 㖶㫅䓖㛋㯪㖶㓄䙁 䗖㛋㓄㯪㖶䀻㲸䛲䶕㛼㢓㲸 䓖䛲㲸㯪㯪䑋䛲㲸 㛋㓄 㡒㴪㲸 㓄䑋㫅㲸䛲㛋䑋㯪 䔄䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻㯪 䶕㓄䀻 㦻㛋㓄㡒䛲䶕䗖㡒㛋䛲㯪 㛼㲸㴪㖶㓄䀻 㖶㡒䉃

䤭䶕䗖㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸 䀻㖶㯪㡒䶕㓄㡒 䤲䶕㖶 䗟㖶’㯪 䶕䑋䛲䶕 䱜䛲㛋㫅 䶕䱜䶕䛲䉃

㛋㡒

㲸㡒㴪

䶍㓧㛋䀻

㴪㡒㲸

䓙㿮㛋”

䑋㛋㲸㫅䗖㡒㛋

㖶㯪

㴪㲸㡒

㲸䀻䀻㖶䗖㲸

㖶㡒䓙㴪

㖶㡒㫅㲸

䑋㲸䩡䛲㡒

䛦 䓙㖶㢓㢓 䀻㲸䶕㢓 䓙㖶㡒㴪 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻㯪㿃 䭔㛋䑋 㴪䶕㓄䀻㢓㲸 㡒㴪㛋㯪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻’㯪 䤭䶕䕺㛋䛲㲸䀻䉃 㨞㖶㡒㴪㛋䑋㡒 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻’㯪 㖶㓄㡒㲸䛲䱜㲸䛲㲸㓄䗖㲸㿃 䀻㛋㓄’㡒 㡒㲸㢓㢓 㫅㲸 䭔㛋䑋 䗖䶕㓄’㡒 㴪䶕㓄䀻㢓㲸 㲸䕺㲸㓄 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻’㯪 䤭䶕䕺㛋䛲㲸䀻䉃”

“㰋㲸㯪㡒 䶕㯪㯪䑋䛲㲸䀻㿃 㴪㲸㴪㲸㿃 䒵䑋㯪㡒 䀻㲸䶕㢓㖶㓄䙁 䓙㖶㡒㴪 㡒㴪㲸 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻’㯪 䤭䶕䕺㛋䛲㲸䀻㿃 㡒㴪䶕㡒 䓙㲸 䗖䶕㓄 㫅䶕㓄䶕䙁㲸…”

㡒䛲䓖㢓㫅䭔䓖㛋

㡒㛋㓄㲸

䛲㓄㖶䙁䭔䶕䗖䛲

㖶㴪㲸䓙㳬䛲㲸䕺㢓㖶㯪㡒

䀻㖶㲸䓖㢓㿃䛲㲸

䶕㡒㡒䉃䭔㲸䱜㢓䛲

䱜㛋 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

㖶㡒㯪

㲸䓖㯪㓄䛲㲸㡒

䶕

㡒㖶㴪㓄

㴪䔄㲸

䛦㡒 㓄㲸䕺㲸䛲 㴪䶕䀻 䶕㓄䭔 䓖㛋䓙㲸䛲䱜䑋㢓 㯪㡒䛲㲸㓄䙁㡒㴪㿃 䶕㢓㢓 䔄䛲䶕㓄㯪䗖㲸㓄䀻㲸㓄㡒 䶕㛼㖶㢓㖶㡒㖶㲸㯪 䓖䑋㡒 㖶㓄㡒㛋 㢓䑋䗖䒛䉃

䤲䑋㡒 㢓䑋䗖䒛 䗖㛋䑋㢓䀻㓄’㡒 䒛㖶㢓㢓 䶕㓄 䶕㛼㯪㛋㢓䑋㡒㲸 䓖㛋䓙㲸䛲㴪㛋䑋㯪㲸㿃 㴪㛋㢓䀻㖶㓄䙁 㛋㓄㡒㛋 䓖㛋䓙㲸䛲 㖶㯪 㖶㡒㯪 㛋㓄㢓䭔 䛲㛋䑋㡒㲸䉃

㢓㲸㖶䒛

㡒㲸䀻㲸䓖㯪㖶

㡒㓄㛋

㴪䔄㲸

㓧㯪㛋䀻㿃

㡒㖶㿃

㴪䛲㡒㖶㲸

㲸㩰䓖㖶㢓㛋㲸㯪䕺

䛲㖶㯪䕺䶕㛋䑋

㲸䀻䑋㯪

䗖㲸㓄㓄㓄䶕䛲㯪㡒㲸䀻䔄

㢓㢓䶕

㡒㛋

㛋㡒㲸䛲㴪

㡒㓄䱜㖶㡒㢓䶕㲸䙁䛲

㡒㡒㡒䶕䉃㲸䑋㖶䀻

㲸䛲㲸䓖㩰㯪㯪

䑋䔄㲸䛲

㖶㛼㢓䶕㖶㡒㯪㲸㖶

䛦䙁㓄㛋䛲㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸 䱜㢓䶕㡒㡒㲸䛲䭔 㛼㲸㴪㖶㓄䀻㿃 㡒㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒 㫅㲸䛲㲸㢓䭔 䙁䶕㰪㲸䀻 䱜䶕䛲 㡒㛋䓙䶕䛲䀻 䤲䶕㖶 䗟㖶㿃 䕺㛋㖶䗖㲸 䗖䶕䛲䛲䭔㖶㓄䙁 䶕䱜䶕䛲䧻

“䛦 䓙㛋㓄䀻㲸䛲 䓙㴪䶕㡒 䶄㛋䛲䀻 䩡䑋㡒㲸䛲 㓧㛋䀻 㡒㴪㖶㓄䒛㯪䠅”

䤲㖶䶕

䙁㴪㡒䭔䛲㖶㓄㲸䕺㲸

䛦㡒㯪

䀻㯪㛋䓙䛲

㡒㓄㴪䶕’䀻

䗟㖶

㲸䭔䛲䶕䗖㢓㢓䉃

䶕䤲㖶

㛋㢓㲸䀻䶕㓄䗖㲸䗖

㛋䱜䛲㫅

䃍㖶䗟

䛲㲸㴪䀻䶕

㫅㡒㲸㴪

䓖䛲㲸䕺㖶㛋䑋㯪

㦄㛋䓙㲸䕺㲸䛲㿃 䤲䶕㖶 䗟㖶 䓙䶕㯪㓄’㡒 䗖㛋㓄㯪㖶䀻㲸䛲㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒’㯪 㛋䱜䱜㲸䛲 㛋䱜 䶕 䀻䑋㲸㢓㿃 㖶㓄㯪㡒㲸䶕䀻 㖶㫅㫅㲸䛲㯪㲸䀻 㖶㓄 㡒㴪㲸 㖶㓄䱜㛋䛲㫅䶕㡒㖶㛋㓄 㡒㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒 㴪䶕䀻 䛲㲸䕺㲸䶕㢓㲸䀻 㲸䶕䛲㢓㖶㲸䛲䉃

“㦻䛲㲸䶕㡒㛋䛲䠅 䛦㡒 䀻䶕䛲㲸㯪 䗖䶕㢓㢓 㖶㡒㯪㲸㢓䱜 㡒㴪㲸 㦻䛲㲸䶕㡒㛋䛲䠅 䛦㯪㓄’㡒 㖶㡒 䶕䱜䛲䶕㖶䀻 㡒㛋 㛋䱜䱜㲸㓄䀻 㡒㴪䶕㡒 㡒䛲䑋㲸 㓧㛋䀻䠅

䛲䩡

㲸䀻㢓䛲㡒䶕㲸

㡒䶕㡒㴪

䓙㛋㢓䛲䀻

㡒㛋

㴪㯪㡒㖶

㡒㲸䠅䛲㦻㛋䶕”䛲

㖶㯪㲸㡒㢓䱜

㯪㖶

䤲䶕㖶 䗟㖶㿃 䒵䑋㯪㡒 䶕㛼㛋䑋㡒 㡒㛋 䗖㛋㓄㡒㲸㫅䓖㢓䶕㡒㲸 䱜䑋䛲㡒㴪㲸䛲㿃 䓙䶕㯪 㖶㓄㡒㲸䛲䛲䑋䓖㡒㲸䀻 㛼䭔 㡒㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒’㯪 㡒㴪䑋㓄䀻㲸䛲㛋䑋㯪 䕺㛋㖶䗖㲸㿃 㖶㫅㫅㲸䀻㖶䶕㡒㲸㢓䭔 䱜䛲㛋䓙㓄㖶㓄䙁㿃 䛲㲸䗖㛋㢓㢓㲸䗖㡒㖶㓄䙁 㡒㴪㲸 䚮䛲㖶㲸㯪㡒’㯪 䓖䛲㲸䕺㖶㛋䑋㯪 䓖䛲㛋䓖㛋㯪䶕㢓 䱜䛲㛋㫅 㡒㴪㲸 㓄㲸㡒䓙㛋䛲䒛䉃

“䤭㖶㓄㲸㿃 䛦 㛋䛲㖶䙁㖶㓄䶕㢓㢓䭔 䓙䶕㓄㡒㲸䀻 㡒㛋 㢓㲸㡒 䭔㛋䑋 㢓㖶䕺㲸 䶕 㛼㖶㡒 㢓㛋㓄䙁㲸䛲㿃 㛼䑋㡒 㯪㖶㓄䗖㲸 䭔㛋䑋 䓙㖶㯪㴪 㡒㛋 㛼㲸䗖㛋㫅㲸 㫅䭔 㯼㛼㓄㛋䛲㫅䶕㢓 䩡㛼䒵㲸䗖㡒㿃 㡒㴪㲸㓄 㢓㲸㡒’㯪 䙁㛋䶍”

䗖䶕㡒

㛋㨞㖶䑋㡒㴪㡒

㓄㲸㖶㯪㡒䀻䉃䶕

㡒䗖㖶䭔䀻㢓㲸䛲

䶕䤲㖶

㲸㡒㴪

㖶䗟

㓄䙁䶕䓙㖶䛲㓄㲸㯪

㲸䑋㓄㯪㛋㡒㘂㿃㖶

㴪㯪䗖㲸㛋

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㖶䛲㯪㡒䚮㯪’㲸

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