Chagall could have been a good man.

�I�m going with that thought.�

As soon as I took another step, I felt a great pain in my stomach holding the fetus.

�Huh!�

Little life is what you don�t want to die.

�Sorry.�

Ethella wept.

As much as he realized love, there was no way that his own veins in his stomach wouldn�t be in pain.

�I will not let you live here.�

extinction is

A pain far greater than the pain in her stomach tore her chest apart, but her will was unbroken.

�Let�s go.�

What can�t be done without

was

Chagall howled like a snake.

�Kiyi!�

Killing everything in sight, he saw virtually nothing.

�haha.�Kkkkkkkkk.�

You say you�re blind anyway?

The lost time, the life that could have been happy, the resentment that God mocked and killed his benefactor.

�What did I do so wrong!�

If we put human emotions in a pressure cooker and inject anger into it, will this happen?

The enemy�s resistance intensified as they continued killing without purpose or meaning.

�It suddenly became stronger.�

one step?

No, Chagall�s body was gradually damaged by the power that seemed to transcend the two stages.

There was no pain in the excited state, but eventually he collapsed on the seat due to exhaustion.

When I came to my senses, my condition was so serious that there was no sound spot on my body.

�Oh, you crazy bastard.�

Agents approached him past where the bodies of his comrades had been sprung up. JrNovels.com