�Quack!�Kuck!�

Even in the midst of shedding bloody tears, laughter leaked out of Gaold�s lungs.

�Can I tell you something fun?�

no matter how painful

�I will not die.�

It was not the pain of self-reciprocating mutations that made Gaold today, but the patience to endure it.

�Okay.�

As the pain showed signs of abating, Gaold crawled into a crawling position and leaned against a tree.

�Haaaaa���

The pleasure rushing in at the end of the pain made my vision blurry, and I saw an unknown illusion.

At some point, to reduce the shock, the brain was spurting endorphins far beyond normal.

�Hehehehe.�

Filled with pleasure, Gaold let out a foolish laugh and twitched his limbs.

The reason why he left Gangnan and Zulu and became alone was because he didn�t want to show his current appearance.

�It�s a maze.�

In the landscape flickering like electricity, I saw the vision of Miro crying with a sad face.

�Don�t cry.�

Because that�s what life is all about.

�don�t cry.�

The memory of Gauld, whose pupils were being released, began to pass over to the other side of oblivion again.

�There it is.�

Minerva, carrying Taeseong on a jet, pointed at the disastrous scene unfolding on the ground.

�oh my god���

A trail that Gaold committed while losing his memory.

As if a meteorite fell from the sky, creators were formed one after another along 100 kilometers.

Fried, who was riding Amanta�s world wheel together, muttered with a tired expression.

�It�s the power of a planet.�Do you have the skills to endure this?�

Minerva turned her head to Taeseong, whose face was as pale as white paper.

�Be patient.�You should be able to catch up soon.�

Thing said. JrNovels.com