Kidnapped Dragons

You ― ar ― la. Abyss Third Monarchic Fantasy.

Her neck fell and rolled around the gray subspace a few times.

Maintenance dispersed life. I'm talking like a horse. I heard you were trying to make a deal. Or naturally knowing what you only need to know. So, there was no mix of emotions.

However, he was always on the forefront of the calculation. The base of the abyss. The very low and distant space is not connected to the Earth's dimension. It was almost impossible for the monarch there to exert his own power.

So it won't be a hassle.

At that time, the head that was rolling backwards stopped by itself at some point, raising its own head.

[…] Kind of rude.]

A headache that sprinkles white light speaks to the keeper. However, I was gross with a fresh smile about whether I was acting like a girl.

Whenever I see it, I feel dizzy.

Who do the demons look like?

[It's against the law. I certainly did you a favor.]

The voice of the phantom begins to change neutrally.

[By the way, you're trying to ignore the favor. I would like to see you suffer a little more than I do.]

[Whether the child's mind collapsed or not, now I'm less interested. However, it is unfortunate that I have been able to blow away my power to this extent.]

Now it's almost the same voice as a monster.

You're a fresh face, Ar-Ra laughed.

[So I want to lock you up here. And I will redeem the world of my dreams completely to my child. You are trapped here. You'll realize you can't go out again.]

[From here forever ―]

Phew.

Maintenance strikes the head of the phantom with its feet. The white debris swirls like feathers and covers the air.

What was not destroyed to the end was the mouth. The rest of the lower ear flutters as if it had been cut off.

[― trapped. Tongue. G. I thought you'd pay. Al. Ah. D. The United Nations]

It was like a flare.

The girl's lower vault and body turned white and began to cover the world.

Thus the world of darkness, which was divided into two frontiers, slowly began to be erased.

You shut up.

Soon, Noah's dream world began to change.

That's the heart of a giant cave. It was like a big square.

In the middle of the square was a dozen metres high executioner. Noah was kneeling on his head at the execution table. He was standing next to Noah.

Beneath the execution table, numerous human beings stood round and looked at the maintenance.

It was noisy there. They were seducing.

“You can't kill him! ”

“He is a god! You don't die! Do you know what time he lived? ”

“Come down! You evil thing! ”

“You demon! ”

The regent looks through the cave with an insensitive gaze. High but clogged cave. Unconscious beings obsessed with Noah's life like crazy. And an old Noah who looks at himself on his knees and smiles at the execution table, as if he were confident he won't die.

This is Noah's subconscious.

It seems that you, Ar-Ra, have kept him here to prove his words before leaving.

Funnily enough, the faces of the humans surrounding the executioners were all like the faces of Noah.

Those are 997 unconscious people that Noah swallowed.

Their intense need for survival is now Noah himself.

“You can't kill him! ”

“No“! ” ”

“You deserve to be cursed! Come down!”

“Come down!” “Come down! ”

Within days, Noah's son began to sound like he was crazy.

“Come down." ― Aah! ” ”

Madness swarmed like a storm, pressuring him to maintain his position. Screaming, naughtiness, and shouting shake the ears of the regent.

Among those who shouted were some who were self-harming. I bite my flesh and scream with my bloody mouth.

Some people cut their own heads off. Half-cut and uncovered, the man shrieks and shouts.

If someone else was standing here, or if it had been maintained for up to four times, it would have been dampened.

Noah's willingness to stay alive. This is so horrible.

However, he held his life in his hands without a word. He wasn't agitated. In fact, I didn't feel any emotion.

You're the one who never dies? That's absurd.

For this moment, what time has he lived?

It's not worth something that's not scarce.

One day, life became more common for the newborn. He was willing to die any time he needed to turn back his time.

However, as always, life was more efficient than death. The regent decided to live.

However, on the fifth occasion, he felt that he needed death for the first time. His power ran into human limits. There was something that could not be killed by a clumsy life.

‘I am eternal. Immortal. ’

Noah, whose foolishness about life was so monstrous, felt the voice of a peasant who was armed to live.

It's a cell and it's not all-powerful. ’

In my dream, I regenerated his body even if I destroyed it.

Obviously, even though my imagination was depleted by a long battle.

When I cut off my head, I recovered from falling on my own.

When it explodes, the fragments of the bloodbath gather themselves together in one place.

‘Who dares to kill me? ’

Burning it restored what it burned. In the frozen world, only the bloodbath was frozen. Even if I stopped breathing, I didn't die.

The regent thought that his body went against the passage of time as he did.

‘As long as your earnestness doesn't reach me, you can't kill me here. This is my world. ’

Then, at some point, he recovers his imagination. When he was eaten in his imagination again.

I realized it wasn't a regression.

It seems to be the basis of all power.

"Will"

Noah was beyond the limits of his will as an immortal.

You can't die even if you die. A creature who didn't want to die looked up at him and laughed.

‘Here I am God. ’

There was a mass of life breathing.

The will of his soul was stronger than his will to kill.

So he couldn't kill Noah in his dream.

Life lost its scarcity to him.

Maybe in the 20th, maybe in the 100th. He may not be able to break the loop of regression. He thought so.

If it's a life to be repeated.

Noah was going to catch his ankle several times in the future.

Maintenance needed the tools to kill him.

So the regent pondered.

Noah was born when those dying in his hands embraced the will to live. They swallowed up their ‘will to survive', enhancing their health.

He has no convenient power like Noah. But learning about his powers, he also had one similar tool.

It was the EX.

The fifth round is over. The world's time is coming back.

When a regent opened his eyes in a rainy city in South Korea.

He furthermore decided to be killed by someone.

The human ‘will to survive' absorbed by Noah was approximately 997. I don't know how much it's going to change with the times. He had to absorb more willingness to kill than that.

So he had to make someone want to kill himself.

He had to die for someone.

The method was not difficult.

He approached someone and took his precious.

He killed one of Hyo-jae's parents. He said that night, showing his son's body in front of his parents.

‘I killed your parents. ’

It wasn't sweet.

Even then, I felt that my feelings as a human being remained weak and I didn't want to do this.

‘I killed your son. ’

But he had to.

‘I killed your husband. ’

That was his life.

"If you're angry, kill me. ’

He was killed by angry men.

He was killed repeatedly.

He continued to be killed.

To die, I had to unleash all the power, blessings, and skills to protect him.

In doing so, the pain of death was for Orot to bear.

"Die! Die! You murderer! ―! ’

The pain of torn flesh was painful.

‘Why, why did you do that..... because you have a grudge against my family? ’

‘You will burn in hell forever. I'll curse you. ’

Someone's aversion was a little more painful than that.

At that time, I did.

When someone kills him. Their feelings and willingness to kill something were absorbed.

Something like the Seekerman poison falls into his blood and shuffles. One drop, two drops, ten drops… Sticky, dirty poison encroaches on his blood vessels and heart.

Ten deaths.

50 regressions.

And when the 100th world started.

Changes have occurred in retention.

Living has begun to manifest itself in various forms.

However, the numbers were still insufficient. Noah absorbed 997 survivors, so the regent had to gather more will to kill than that.

Seriously, it was crazy.

When we went through 200 regressions like that. The rank of power has changed.

He was killed 200 times.

I'm starting to feel no pain getting killed. As the pain became familiar, death felt lighter.

Now he was not afraid of pain.

He was killed 300 times again.

Then, with that story, someone was not afraid or sorry to hate themselves. He purely removed the hypocrisy from himself.

To kill Noah, did you choose this path so many times? Wrong idea. He was a selfish creature who made this march for his own needs.

He was just, like, a sinner.

He was last killed 500 more times.

By this time, how time had passed. He often forgot what was happening to him.

I started doing this to be something. It was forgotten what to do, and one day he became something he didn't even know.

With more than 1100 such deaths, the march of maintenance ended.

The times when he was killed without any action. Because he didn't give much meaning to the repentance he had been running for death.

Now, the sixth round begins. He thought.

Even though he hid it in the sixth time, there was nothing to face.

In the 7th time, we encountered:

“ ……. ”

The voices of naughtiness and hatred that resonate along the cavity. And Noah smiles with confidence in the will of life.

Living in the hands of the regent is like a whirlwind and forms a brother.

"Intangible Sword (SS)"

Number 1100, the willingness to kill a regent who had to be killed by someone who was full of hatred, made it impossible for him to do anything.

He split Noah's body in half and killed him.

“ ― ―! ”

The last thing I saw was an unbelievable look on Noah's face.

An austere room full of yay is cut off.

He kicked Noah's body and dropped it from the execution stand. Then I stared at the willingness of the living who were whaling with slow gaze.

Noah's dream ended.

Slowly, the world of gray begins to disperse like smoke.

He looked at the will of Saint Vincent and the Grenadines. As the body's will was cut off, the creatures who had swallowed their dreams in the Mine began to make meaningless gestures. Shaking his neck, bluffing his arms. Walk in that direction.

Nearly a thousand creatures danced.

The landscape before my eyes was so slowly dispersed.