Possessing Nothing Chapter 427
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Mushin, who lost all his arms to his sleepiness, twisted in the air. Lee Sung-min saw the stalwart as he lowered the spear window.
Mushin was screaming and turning his eyes. The body of the dancer who lost both arms, this analogy seemed to be somewhat similar to a crook.
“Uh huh ah!”
The pang of the left arm was too much. The sense of loss that both arms disappeared caused the mind to go crazy.
Mushy!
I shouted at the gates of Moon who caused the body to break through the dust. The ‘human’ Mastus can not reproduce the truncated arm.
There is no magic to regenerate the lost body. Even Teresa, who has a great divine power, is unable to regenerate such a wound.
[It is easy to break.]
Wang muttered.
[It is also the limit that humans have. Only human beings have the same spirit and body. Beyond the price means to go beyond the limits of the body. We can not regenerate the lost body by human, no magic and divine power.]
Know.
So it is impossible to recreate Scarlett’s eyes, Baek Soo-goo, Black Dragon’s arm, Lloyd’s legs.
The same was true of the Martian. No matter how much his work is strong, he was a human being.
He did not qualify before the transfer. The enlightenment of King Imperator just prior to death was higher than that attained by the Mushun for the rest of his life.
‘Ah.’
As he approached him, he realized. The feelings that I felt when I saw my body. The grudge, hatred, and vengeance were his own.
When you redeemed the soul of Jenniela and had mercy on Gemini. Lee Sung – min was influenced by the memory of hemiplegia. When I met Gold Dragon Lord Innerose in Erebrisa, I was influenced by the memory of Keise Rod, who died from Hurju.
I did not mind now. The memories of the preparation … … He did not have any emotional impact on Lee Seong-min.
The direct cause of the death of the Lord Jesus is the stupor. Lee Sung-min did not feel any grudge through the memories of the preparations.
The grudge he felt was of his own, not the obliviousness.
I realized that I was so impatient and vain. He did not have any grudge against Mushin right before his death.
I would rather feel comfortable if I felt a deep grudge. Lee Seong-min felt a bitter feeling and saw a strange person.
Lee Seong – min understands the memories of corporatism. Immediately before his death, the emotion he felt for Mushin was compassion.
I understood why I had compassion. The fulfillment of a once-ritual and a martial was similar. From a certain moment, the buyer went far away, and the martial arts almost did not develop.
It is compassion for him. Compassion for being in a similar position once.
If this body kills you here, you can not come.
The words that the Lord gave to Mushin. He did not kill him even though he could kill him at that time.
He was hoping that he would come to the outside. Compassion and compassion, he hoped to do so. How about me?
Lee Seung-min saw his eyes with thin eyes.
“Dare, dare, dare … … ! ”
The martyr shouted with a spit. The eye that stared at this side was full of blood and full of ears.
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“You, you. dare… … ! ”
His voice was trembling. The self-esteem that I poured out was tattered, but I could not abandon it completely without it.
When I abandoned it, I was afraid that I would be too shy myself. The martial art should have died by ten thousand years ago. If I had died then, I would not have suffered today’s disgrace.
“Joe, Joe, the end. disaster… … The disaster has given you a monstrous power. Even if it was not, the spirit, the spirit … … Uh … … Uh … … ”
“Do you really think so?”
Lee Sung-min stuttered and asked the muttering mutant. At the end of the horse, the shoulders of the legs were shaken.
“The strength I use is the strength of Yoma. I can not deny it. By the way… … This is not the case. Do you really think this is the strength that comes with the calamity of the end? ”
“reason… … on… … It’s not the right force … … How is the … … ”
“Do you really think so?”
Lee asked again. The masturbation sucked his mouth. I did not want to think.
I already ran away from that question and the answer to it. 10 years closed. Repeated meditation. Questions about yourself. Fight in the snowy field.
Know.
It was not the strength of Yoma or the power of the end.
Strong enough to be absurd.
Speed that does not make sense.
Mushin was not an idiot. If you look straight away without turning away. If you think straight … … I know.
It was no mistake. Even if it is absurd, and it is beyond reason. It was such a thing that reached the pole and transcended common sense.
“I… … ”
I asked for answers and I was desperate. I thought that the owner who had once thought that he could be a family member had gone so far. Cowardice was not a man of death, but a man of death.
The spirit has taken away the power of self – righteousness, and the martyr has killed Jesus. No, then … … Was it really me that killed the owner?
In the chaotic confusion, Mushin forgot his thoughts and ignored all troubles. The more I think about it, the more I hate myself, the more I get tired of it.
It is the best one.
Mushin saw her in powerless eyes. The hair of the mussen became a complete gray hair, and it fell short of the bristle of the bristle, and the bristle fell.
Deep wrinkles were formed on the face of the mastoid with few wrinkles. The backstop that he had set up was bent, and Mushin sighed for a long and long time.
“… … know… … ”
Suddenly, for decades the old martyr muttered into a hoarse voice. No, he was no longer a steward.
It was only an old man who knew his limitations, despised the fact that he could not develop himself, paved himself with self-esteem and self-esteem, and ignored his understanding.
“The power of one thousand … … It’s not Yoma’s … … It is not the power that comes from the end of the ending … … know… … Then I did not die … … It was because of the sympathy of one thousand … … ”
“… … Master respects you. ”
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“that… … It made me worse … … The big … … Crew … … ”
Mushin laughed with a voice full of disgust. He still looked down his painful left arm. Mushun crouched and weeped.
“how… … What I lacked … … ? ”
It was a despairing voice.
“There is no such thing as lack of talent. We also try … … I had enough … … There was a sense of mission … … I wanted to save the world, the world … … ”
know.
The mind of the martyr who tried to prevent the end was the truth.
“But … … Why am I … … You can not go on. Why why… … ”
Lee did not explain.
Lee Sung-min made a bead of light by drawing his memory.
Mushin looked at himself and looked at the bead of light. When it came to the dancer, the body of the dancer shook and shook.
It was a short moment, but Mushin understood everything.
Everything you did and did not think about.
The face of Mushin who got to know the truth was distorted. In the open eyes, there was a tide of blood.
“Ha … … haha! Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! ”
Mushin laughed like a lunatic. Lee Seungmin looked silent with his silent eyes.
“Everyone, everyone was a lie. I… … Ha ha ha ha! I am deceived, I am! Why, why did not you think. Why why… … ! ”
There was suspicion all the way.
But doubts were all in doubt. I had never tried to confirm that suspicion.
Even it was a spiritual aged. The shoulder of Mushin shook. He looked at Lee Seong – min while smiling.
“Yes… … It was … … ”
The feet of the legs moved.
“I was the catastrophe of the end.”
The body of the masturbation disappeared. Lee saw the movement of the martial artist, but he did not prevent him from going.
Lee Sung – min slowly looked back. The foot of the moon was crushed by the head after the month which came to this side.
“I was stupid … … ”
The body after the month that had lost head fell down. Even in the moment of death, the moon could not imagine that Mushin would kill himself.
Mushin turned and looked at the dead body on the floor. He smiled and laughed at his stained face.
“To you … … You did a lot of bad things. I also have a … … ”
Lee did not answer. The martyr who stopped laughing looked up at the sky. The masturbation that looked at the sky for a moment muttered.
“I can not go.”
Before the transfer … … The martyr muttered in a small voice.
“I do not have the qualification, and there is no reason … … Changwon … … Afterwards. He’s on his way. Well, if you meet him later … … Tell him I’m sorry. sure… … Even one thousand. ”
“Yes.”
Lee responded nodding slightly. Mushin greatly swallowed breath. He closed his trembling eyes and asked.
“Last… … May I ask you? ”
“Tell me.”
“suicide… … Please let me. ”
I did not think I would do that. Lee Sung-min asked his eyes as if they were surprised.
“why?”
“I have a lot of shame … … this… … In the end … … I want to finish my stupid life with my own hands … … ”
At that point, Lee Sungmin slowly nodded his head. Such respect could also be given by Lee Sung – min.
“Alas… … ”
The body of the martial art that spilled with a slight moan jiggled greatly. He broke all blood vessels with his own hands.
Black blood spewed from tight eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The body of the Mushin greatly wriggled and fell down.
‘I… … . ‘
I was stupid. Mushin shed his own self – help laughter. The memories of the distant past have passed, and for a short time before reaching the earth, the mansions have wandered in long, long memories.
When I first got used to it.
When I met a man and a man.
Vague, when I was sold out to nothing in the wind that would be the best.
When I met a psychic.
From then on, I abandoned the vague goal of being the best. Listening to the end, saving the world with a psychic … … I got such a mission.
We met with the introduction of the psychic in the month of September, gathered the six people, made the celestial … … .
‘Alas… … . ‘
It was most of the life that the martyr had lived. I have been living with the purpose of stopping the end.
Even before today, I have never once thought that my actions were wrong. The idea itself was to deny the whole life of the martyr.
‘I do not have … … ‘
At the end of the memory I was losing, Mushin thought so. His entire life was a lie.
The spirit spooked him like a puppet. He tried to stop the end, but he was a spiritual servant hoping for the end.
Mushin laughed. The ground was near, and Mushin closed his eyes.
The height was high, and the body of the martial arts that blew out bloodshed was too weak. It was an unbelievable death to fall from this height because there was no honesty.
Lee Seung-min felt bitter feeling when he saw the body of the martial art that was on the floor. I did not feel cheerful even though I paid off my master’s enemies.
It was a different feeling than when Jenny Ella was knocked down.
Just like a man of the past, Lee Sung – min sympathized with his mind. He gestured lightly toward the body of the martyr.
A fire broke out, and swallowed the body of the dancer. I thought about the predation, but I did not want to eat the heart of the mush.
I did not want to add anything to my already confused memories, and in fact, I did not need to have a lot of silence in Lee’s soul.
The soldiers on the wall and the spectators on the gates were looking at Lee Seongmin with a terrified face.
For those who do not know the truth, it seems to me that only the martyrs who wanted to save the world and the aftermath of the war suffered a terrible death to the brutal inmate. Misunderstanding was familiar.
And now it was the first thing to do other than to explain.
A white light leaks from the crushed body after the crush.
[Uh … … .]
The wise man made a sound of sickness.
The light of spirit came to Lee Seongmin.
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