The Origin of Species

The battlefield is frozen. No, the battle is over. Did the person who used space isolation make any assumptions? His end will be in space isolation.

Smoke that warms your nose. Sticky heat.

All that disappeared, and as it got colder and colder, the horror of the battlefield became more difficult to express in words. Unrecognizable corpses and melted floors. The hot plate is still exhuming the corpses.

Bonaparte whistles.

“Gas! Leader, this is crazy. You're absolutely right.”

“Bonaparte, really, let's not touch it. They were enemies, but they're all dead. Let's be silent. ”

“Rabbit, that's hypocrisy. Hypocrisy! Huhu. If you win, you'll be happy! Silence freezes over. ”

The sailor looked up at the sky for a moment. The black smoke rises as if it were being dragged to the gray sky. She shakes her head and sighs.

“Ha. I know. I know! So I did my best. Just think of it as a peculiar personality. I was bitter when I saw the bodies. ”

“Sundae, so am I. Heh heh. But I can't help it. Because if we don't, we're dead. ”

Faido nods at Lindsey's words. It's been a long time since he's spoken in a serious voice.

“To be honest, at first I thought we were justice. They're evil. But over time, I've realized There is no justice, no evil in this world. I guess that's all we have to do to survive. How can I go to Earth and live a normal life? · · As long as Asaka's new series comes out. Do I have to survive to get to Earth? ”

A small talk that comes every time. No matter what they say, Surin moves slowly. Her gaze is towards the center of the battlefield. I wanted to see Kumbo's body as much as she did, but I wasn't feeling well enough.

“Teacher!"

Lindsey picked it up and carried it to her side. At that time, Surin raised his hand high.

“Jeong sam! He's definitely not breathing! Lindsey, hurry up and change your status! ”

“Yes!”

At the same time, Lindsey's liveliness came to me. Warm and cozy. She leans at me, whistling if it's because of anemia.

“Hahaha · · · ·. ”

“Hang in there. ”

“Yes. Ha ha · · ·. ”

However, it came to our attention that Kumbo had died. The fact that there used to be such a strong creature is kneeling down before us now means that we are stronger.

It was 30,000.

There was space isolation, there was a guard commander.

Shinwoo's brother straightened himself out with his hat off. The stench of burning corpses emanates from the front, but it never gives off an impression. He said to me with a light smile on his mouth.

“Clan leader. Thank you. I'll trust you from now on. With the power of our clan, we should be able to make it to Cederesis. Surviving the originals, of course. ”

“Yes, we will do it all. Keep believing.”

I walked out in a loud voice. The metal plate has been restored to its original state, and with Surin, it marches straight towards the corpse of Kumbo. The rest of the clan rushes this way. Surin looks at Kumbo's body and licks his lips.

“Make sure everyone sees it clearly. I think we should be careful with this, right? ”

“Whew. That's what Surin said. Even if you get on the table, your limits are clear! Hey, your soles must be really hot. ”

As Bonapas point to the bottom of the gumbo, the clan members bite their lips. His men lie beneath his corpse. He laid the foundation of his colleagues in such a short time.

Is this the nature of rational people?

But he didn't survive the dust explosion either. Unless you can build a protective shield on your own.

The front sweeps its head full with both hands.

“Ha. Keep that in mind. You get on the stand, you get knifed, you die, you get blown up, you die, you get life. Honestly, if it wasn't for your time sharing, we wouldn't have won the army. Well, I wish we had the power of spatial isolation. Or any other line of defense. ”

In the words of the ancients, most of our powers have been sidelined by attacks. In order to overcome this, we need to recruit new talent or be on the right track.

‘Million years · · · ·. ’

The truth was far, far away. There were some refined stones in our hands, but it was virtually impossible to climb to the top.

“Hah. Leader, you don't look good on your own terms. Why?”

Bonapas sighs. Kumbo's corpse gives us a new awareness that much. Or you could die in vain.

Anyway, I reached out to Lindsey and said,

“Sword.”

She grabs the sword she gave you and cuts off her head.

Tongue.

Rolling head.

A few clan members bite at his lips, but regardless, he raises his head. In the meantime, the sailors are searching the pockets of the corpses as a habit. But he never looks happy.

The amount of refined stone obtained from the corpses was not much. But together with the refining stones we have now, we were able to put the damwon and Sohee on the mainland. I spoke to the clans with the head of the Gombo.

“Let's move. They must be worried. ”

“Sir, is that head · · · ·? ”

“I'm sorry about Gumbo, but I have to carry him. ”

I was also quite uncomfortable. I didn't want to carry the corpse's head. Even if I try not to feel the hair, I can't help but feel the fur. But it could kill the origin spirits and make them lose their minds. On the contrary, it was also useful as a way to raise Sin's morale.

If I just endure the disgust of my actions, I can benefit enough.

As soon as Bricksha sees that far away, Iran notices our appearance and sprints quickly. But when she saw the head in my hand, her body trembled.

Were you close?

Fortunately, she didn't say anything about Gumbo's head. I just came up next to me and wiped off the blood on my cheeks.

“You. Glad to be back in one piece. Really. I was taking care of the rest, as you asked. ”

“Thank you, Iran. ”

“No, I'm sorry I'm the only one who can help you." Dear Lord, if the enemy left me here because of the origin, I don't have to. "I'm prepared enough. No origin is more precious than you. ”

“I'm flattered to hear that. What about Julie?”

Iran points to Bricksha, who is far away.

“Hmm, Julie is sleeping inside. You sleep a lot because you're young · · ·. ”

“Tsk, I'm over a hundred years old, but I'm still young. Wake me up, and tell my brother and Sohee to come out. ”

“At your request! ”

Everyone inside Bricksha protrudes out in the screams of Iran. They also look frightened when they see the head in my hand. The dam began to vomit gastric fluid, and Sohee closed her eyes and opened.

You're a nurse, aren't you?

Anyway, I've decided to raise the two of you first. Then I suddenly remembered about the stigma. At the same time, I thought about my brother.

The two have not yet received the resonance heart, so the mark has not been engraved. But Iran said that if you eat the Refined Stone, you will be branded soon.

If he were a servant like me, he would be branded completely different from Sin, and feeding him human carcasses would be a mistake.

But I didn't regret it. Bricksha was on a Porna Le Che and Julie. If only one of them had a bad heart, the damwon's head would burst without time to cope. In fact, I'm sorry for them, but there's still a difference in the size of trust.

Damwon and Sohee stared at the tablet as if it were an unknown pill. Soon, a thousand years of refined stone will pass through the two throats. A bright light was emitted from both bodies, and it was a sign that it had become the original state of affairs.

I've kept the clans at bay and checked Sohee's mark first.

“Sohee, take off your skirt and lower it a little bit. Check under the belly button. ”

“Yes, sir! ”

She unbuttons her skirt with a smile. Strangely colorful. She showed me the stigma with her panties down so much. It was dummy to smile with a slight red face.

Anyway, there was definitely a stigma on her pale skin, so there was no problem.

“Sir, is this a stigma? ”

“Yes. Every time it goes up, there could be more circles. Well, they say it's a little different depending on the scene, but it's mostly circles. It's a portrait of a writer that distinguishes Sin from Origin. ”

“Oh, I see. Thanks for letting us know. Sir!"

I could see the beginning of the crack if I lowered my panties a little more. Sohee's eyes sagged and felt wet.

“Sohee, get dressed properly. ”

“Phew. Got it! ”

Gosh, looking at her face suddenly hurts my head. Next, it was his turn to confirm his stigma. After sending Sohee, I called the damwon and said the same thing.

“Dude, you got to check the mark under your belly button. Look at you and tell me what you look like. I don't want to see my black brother. ”

He said this, but I was actually afraid to look him in the eye. What if my brother and I are marked differently? In fact, my instinct rang out from the moment I first saw my brother. Soon, something I didn't want to hear came out of my brother's mouth.

“Brother. There's a stick in the circle. The color is red. ”

“Are you sure?”

“Uh-huh. You want me to lie about this? ”

I knew I was unconscious. From the beginning, I was a different species of damwon. So he fed the human saree without hesitation as much as dust.

What am I, then? ’

The voices that I had heard a long time ago were suddenly floating in my head.

[Is that your choice?]

[You can go back.]

[My child.]

[Then you won't have to.]

[Kid. Don't mess with the tower's time.]

[I'm nothing.]

Do you know who you are?]

[Wrong.]

[Climb the tower to find out. Who you are · · · ·.]

[It's going to be hard to see you for a while. · · ·]

What am I? What does a country look like? Then who was it that gave me the hallucinations? He said he was nothing. Neither Sin, nor Origin, nor God. It was then that I remembered what Nerson told us.

‘Do you know that we all lived in the same world once? Origins, stems, thins. And a divine being called man. They all lived in this world. ’

Humans! A divine being called Humans. And human sarcasm.

We do not know the true meaning of man and man. But the translation had become human. Then, are the hallucinations human? Why did he call me "child"? Why did he say not to mess with the tower's time?

The question caught my tail. Then the dam shook my shoulder.

“Brother! What's wrong with you all of a sudden? ”

“Uh, no. I need to think for a minute. ”

Clearly, my brother and I have similar faces. When I looked him in the eye, he scratched his head and looked at me.

‘Ha. What is it? Did my parents adopt me? ’

When I thought about my parents' temperament, it was a story that would be enough. They've always been kind to orphans. But I didn't think for long. The sound connection in my arms began to vibrate.

Press the button on the sound connection to open your mouth.

“Khan, tell me. ”

[Yes, sir. There seems to be an intense battle in the armpits right now. It's enormous. I've never seen a war of this magnitude.]

“So? What's the situation? ”

[We're just watching from a very long distance, for starters. According to Gith, it looks like the Bibody and Stone Guilds have teamed up. The size of the scene's troops is similar to the origin. The battle is sublime. Looks like a bibody on the front! Pheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!]

At that moment, you hear a huge noise coming from the soundline. At the same time, light flashes from afar and disappears. A giant mushroom cloud rising from the armpits. Then all the clan's gazes turn toward you. I shouted loudly, putting the dial close to my mouth.

“Khan! Khan! ”

[Yes, sir. Vibody used his power!]

“Damage?”

[The ducks have taken heavy damage! Oh, we're fine. The frozen powers of Buita protected the sinners. He freezes anything. even if it's a very hot fire. But the power of the Bibody must be overwhelmed by the power of the Bui-Ta and the power of the Fu. In the end, all the origins that didn't go into space isolation died. The thingies are starting to move. Out of the armpit. The ducks seem to have given up their pursuit!]

“Khan! Chase them now! Don't get caught. We'll be right behind you. ”

Yes!

All the clans who heard Khan's conversation with me were onboard Bricksha. I climbed onto Bricksha and stepped right on Excel.

“Let's go! Second battlefield. ”

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* Thank you for your selection, recommendations, and comments. I'll keep working hard! We have a very long comment today, so please be aware of this. Blah blah, well, that's an excuse. I'll leave their comments at the end. (Note also written in phone comments: trap)

Honeydew/Oh my blah blah application looks great! I'm getting inspired.

Brawler v/Yep! We'll run hard to finish!

Mr. Kamaji/I fixed it!! As long as there's enough food for your recommendation, I'll work hard to get rid of it!! Huhu. By the way, the protagonist's power is going to be progressive in the future.

I am someone/Thank you!! Feels good to leave a trail.

Contaminated Crown/Heh heh. It looks like the setup is complicated... The next one won't be too complicated. I don't think I'm writing very well. I should have written that first!! I feel overwhelmed by my handwriting; I think it's good to know the limits instead. There is room for development.

Witch Seo Yun/Thank you all the time ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ I should reward you for having fun... I'll try hard!

SIMPLESoli!! O-O!

Sir, Shin Woo is still slumming. It's getting better... Now it's better to be outdone than Surin or Bonapas. Blah blah; If you go later, you'll get an epiphany blah blah blah. And what should I say about the heroine who comes out when you're done. Anyway, one or two before it's done...

Thank you for that man/comment heh heh I have to give you a really creepy feeling... It's still a long way away. T

Damaoka/Defeat!! Heheh. Thanks for your comment!!

Iron song/Guard is now going by default blah blah blah blah blah blah It's getting in balance. It's a long way to go, but...

- LGB. - Yeah, but we're almost done here... so the last hero needs to write a scene on his cover, right? I'm already excited.

It's very sensitive when the female rabbit is erectile. I can't stand the excitement of stopping the stumping... and the genital organs.

Monsieur Moonlight, we are close to zero presence... and I will try not to make it airborne in Part Two. Rami's a little reserved.

- Mr. Botis! - Aha! Okay, I'm not rolling. I'm ashamed... (Kaoh, Paoka did well...)

Kuku ~!/Nice to see you!!

Thank you, Ryu Mang.

Brokenherat.)

First of all, I acknowledge that this is entirely due to my lack of statements.

And to put it simply, there was this sentence in the text.

Imagine biting your lip.

The moment a giant warship first turned to dust.

And the 100 meters of slabs that were running red were summoned to the ground that they were walking on.

- > There was a massive battleship (Bricksha) that was first boarded by the gumbo. The first attack on the protagonist was made of powder from this huge battleship. (Let's say this is the point A)

And then we use dust explosions. But the Syrian, who was with Gumbo, sensed the crisis and immediately used space isolation. where the particles bounce off.

And so, going back in time, the protagonist used to move the metal plate around.

The location of the gumbo is still where the great battleship was. (Center of the Battlefield)

So the protagonist turned the time of the battleship to point A. The metal plate was also moved to where the diploma was.

I hope you understand....;

And by the way, the protagonist's power was that even the objects within the confinement could shorten or reverse time.

When the space isolation first appeared, it turned everything into dust, including the sound connection that was in it.

This is one of the peculiarities of the character.

For example, summoning scalpels in your lungs, changing the tablet stone in your leather pocket into a life chain, all of which are unique to the main character. Most people can only do what they see.

Full guest/

I guess this anger lacks a lot of restatement.

When I retried the dust explosion, the spatial isolation pushed the particles away. Until then, the protagonist had never imagined returning the particle to its original position. It's a stereotype.

We had no choice but to decouple the space. because the character that I had set up this time was the birthright. You can accept your allies at the starting point, but you cannot launch an attack outside. So it's too fraudulent; it's almost as if all power is fraudulent at the time.

I went from being a first-person speaker to not being able to describe it in an author's experience. T

For spatial isolation, please refer.

From this point on, the size of the space grows.

Friends can be accommodated at the toll booth.

You can do what Grasshopper said.

And it's the specificity of species that allows the protagonist to time out inside the confinement of space.

In fact, the ducks blew their heads off only by looking at the scene. Most cinemas use their power only with their own eyes.

But the protagonist is out there. (I didn't mention this in the text either. In fact, there are so many settings and so many things that I haven't described... because my handwriting sucks.

Phew. It's too bad I caught you off guard after your first work. This is a really interesting story, but I don't think I can express it well.

the structure of conflict, the psychological description of the character, the background description.

The more people there are, the more they realize the problems. (But it's already done so much that you can't fix it.)

Now, I think we can start the story without putting regression and memory loss into the early stages, and maybe if we had more people in the early stages and created more conflicts and emissions, we could certainly emphasize the competition clans and create new conflicts.

Well, it's in the past, so you can't fix it...

Let's give up what's past and just keep moving forward with the plot and get it done! I think that's the best I can do.