Capítulo 1303: Chapter 558: Slaying the Twin Kings (Part 3)

But now, many fragmented scenes surfaced in his mind. He saw blood, saw scenes of himself struggling powerlessly.

“Is this a mental forewarning? No, why does it feel like events I’ve experienced before? Why have I forgotten them, what’s happening?” Warning signs flared up in his heart.

At the same time, a blood-red shadow flashed across the depths of his eyes.

“Something’s wrong, it’s as if my memory has been altered.” The Divine Eye King gasped, the silver scales on his body vibrating and clanging, feeling a bone-chilling cold and a hint of fear.

The Six Kings of the Abyss are no easy opponents, all extremely powerful. If it weren’t for the previous downfall of a blood-colored monster with fragmented rule fragments, as a grandmaster, he wouldn’t have been taken down by the parasitic civilization’s Tao seed.

Now, when he used the power of the mind, certain memory fragments were triggered, which were messages he left for himself before being suppressed, now activated.

“I need to retreat and rest a bit.” He shook his head forcefully to clear his thoughts, illuminating his entire body with the Light of the Soul.

However, at this time, a young man fully clad in red armor had already approached, stepping through the Void, arriving not far away.

“Divine Eye, you go and rest, let me handle this.” The giant elephant with Black Gold scales spoke.

As a mount, it directly addressed the Abyss King by name, indicating its high status.

In fact, the grandmasters of the Abyss Civilization all knew it was strong, and only after failing to challenge the Divine Eye King did it become his mount.

With a brushing sound, the Divine Eye King did not hesitate or refuse, disappearing from the giant elephant’s back, teleporting backward.

“Divine Eye brother, what’s wrong?” The Five-Colored Beast hurried to greet him.

At the same time, Qin Ming slashed out with a Hand Blade.

“Kid, your opponent is me.” The black giant elephant roared, its sound waves rolling like a tsunami, shaking the sky.

It blocked the light beam emitted by the Hand Blade, using the massive ivory on the left, resembling Moyu, to deflect, with black runes weaving through the sky.

This strike of its, truly the extreme of power among grandmasters of the same level.

Few could match the strength of this massive elephant flowing with Divine blood, coupled with the dense support of runes, it was purely devastating.

However, in the night sky, after Qin Ming’s Hand Blade sliced through, all runes dimmed and extinguished entirely.

With a crunching sound, the fifteen-zhang-high giant elephant staggered back, feeling excruciating pain, with tiny cracks appearing in its massive ivory on the left.

The giant elephant’s black scales clanged loudly, its eyes wide with disbelief, that someone almost shattered its ivory, which was like a Heavenly Blade.

Qin Ming frowned, quite dissatisfied that his strike couldn’t even penetrate the giant beast’s head. Was its tusk really that tough?

He felt embarrassed, a bit of a disgrace, especially just after coming out of closed training, his confidence was high, how could he let a mount block his path? His opponent was the Abyss King.

The masters on the Abyss Civilization’s side, however, did not think so, their attention all jarred. They knew how terrifying the giant elephant was, as its ancestry included Heavenly Gods, with relatively pure divine blood.

Even as the Divine Eye King rode it, he treated it with respect, never berating or punishing it, even treating it courteously.

They recognized that this person could rival the Six Kings of the Abyss!

“Roar!” The giant elephant was dissatisfied, with Divine blood resurging in its body; it possessed extraordinary roots, so how could it not block even one move from the opponent? It was a disgrace.

Its entire body glowed, surrounded by an aura of black light. In its snow-white four feet, with remnants of ancestor’s sacred patterns, terrifying flames erupted.

For a moment, on its body, immense power, Divine Flame, fierce gusts of wind, and other prototypes of Extreme Tao Domains emerged, interwoven to form an Earth, Water, and Wind Barrier, intending to seal the opponent.

Qin Ming also felt it was disgraceful, saying, “If word gets out that I fought on par with the Abyss King’s mount, I’d be humiliated.”

He held nothing back, at this time, as part of the Sect Realm, the Inner World Opening Heaven Axe roared out, bright light illuminating the world, surrounded by masses of runes.

The so-called barrier when falling towards him was indeed terrifying, imprisoning all around to form a cage. However, under the Axe Light, the giant elephant’s prototypes of the Extreme Tao Domains quickly disintegrated and became ineffective.

Qin Ming’s Inner World Opening Heaven Axe split open this barrier.

At the same time, with a puff, he also split open the massive head of the giant elephant.

Accompanied by sorrowful cries, the giant elephant’s Divine Soul struggled, trying to escape, but the Inner World Opening Heaven Axe fell again and again, repeatedly shattering it.

The entire Abyss Civilization’s grandmasters were dumbfounded. This colossal giant elephant, just came to this end, hacked to death? They were all somewhat lost in thought.

In fact, with Qin Ming going all out, it equated to fighting dozens of moves; this was a concentrated deadly axe blow.

The giant elephant was indeed very strong, yet facing Qin Ming in a state of life-and-death blood battle, throwing killer moves, one could only blame the Third Dao Seed. Qin Ming thoroughly learned from the loser’s lesson.

Indifferently, he collected the giant elephant’s Divine Soul into a piece of broken cloth, offering it to the golden silk parasol.

Immediately, he extracted and refined Super Strange Blood on the spot.

The Divine Eye King had a splitting headache, reviving those special signals left to himself before his downfall, capturing many memory fragments, feeling a chill to his core, seeing those radiant seeds deeply rooted in his spiritual imprints.

He completely ignored the giant elephant’s life and death, trapped in a crisis of inner struggle.

He erupted, with his most adept power of the mind boiling, trying to pull out those terrifying and eerie seeds.

However, the Divine Eye King sadly found that those seeds had long rooted on his soul imprints, like shackles placed upon him, making it difficult to struggle, impossible to counterattack.

爐

䄛㕼䲷

露

㗧䕛䲷㥺䎰㕼䄛㧥

䩬㨖䎰䣢

㗧䲇䕛䎰䎰䕛䎰㗧

䠵䲵

㕼䠵

㶒䲷㮴

爐

㨖㕼䙸䕛

盧

㗧䲷㨖䙸䎰㗧

㥺䠵䩬

䲷䲵㗧

㗧䩬㨖䎰䄛㞥

䠵䩬㶒䄛㗧䄛䙸䲷㥺䲷䑱䲇

㹳䲷㕼㧥

䎰䕛㧥

䜗”

蘆

䙸䎰䎰䙸䄛䲵㨖䎰

䎰䩬

䄛㨖䩬䄛

䠸”䄛䠵

路

老

櫓

䄛㹳㕼’䑱㮴䲷䙸

擄

盧

㠫䄛 䄛䩬䠵㥺 䕛䲷䕛䎰㕼䄛㧥 䉟䠵㕼 䆈䠵㕼䴛 㨖䰕䰕㗧䲷㨖㝙䩬䎰䙸 䕛䎰㕼㨖㝙䠵㕼䴛䑱㶒㞥

㖅䩬䎰 㱧䠵䣢䠵㕼䎰 㨚㶒䎰 䂼䠵㕼䴛’㥺 䩬䎰㨖䙸 㞨䎰㗧㻥䎰䙸 㮴䰕㹳㨖㗧䙸㧥 䙸䲷䨌䎰㕼㥺 䲷䲵 䴛䲷䑱䙸䎰㕼 䎰㶒䎰㥺 䲷㕼 䩬䠵㥺 䲵㨖㝙䎰 䲵䑱㨖㥺䩬䎰䙸 㹳䠵䄛䩬 㨖 䲇䑱䲷䲷䙸㮧㗧䎰䙸 䴛䑱䲷㹳㞥

㶒㮴䴛

䉟䠵㕼

㥺䠵

䆈䠵’䴛㕼㥺

䄛㗧㨖䎰䩬

䎰䃁㕼䙸䎰䄛㥺

䠵㨖㨖䰕㥺㗧䄛䎰䠸䨌䠵䙸

䠵㥺䩬䄛

“䜗 㨖䕛 䲷㕼䎰 䲷䲵 䄛䩬䎰 䟅䠵䱖 䂼䠵㕼䴛㥺 䲷䲵 䄛䩬䎰 㠫䲇㶒㥺㥺㧥 䩬䲷㹳 㝙䲷㮴䑱䙸 䜗 䎰㕼䙸 㮴䰕 䑱䠵㻥䎰 䄛䩬䠵㥺㾫” 䄛䩬䎰 㱧䠵䣢䠵㕼䎰 㨚㶒䎰 䂼䠵㕼䴛 㥺䩬䲷㮴䄛䎰䙸 䠵㕼 䴛㗧䠵䎰䲵 㨖㕼䙸 㮴㕼㹳䠵䑱䑱䠵㕼䴛㕼䎰㥺㥺㧥 䩬䲷㹳䑱䠵㕼䴛 䠵㕼䄛䎰㗧㕼㨖䑱䑱㶒㞥

䍞㗧䲷䕛 䄛䩬䎰 䙸䎰䰕䄛䩬㥺 䲷䲵 䩬䠵㥺 䇂䲷㕼㥺㝙䠵䲷㮴㥺㕼䎰㥺㥺 䟅䎰㨖 㝙㨖䕛䎰 㨖 㥺䠵䴛䩬㧥 “㠫䑱㨖㥺㧥 䜗 㨖䕛 䄛䩬䎰 ‘㱧㨖㗧㻥 䟅䎰䎰䙸’㞥 䜗 䲷㗧䠵䴛䠵㕼㨖䑱䑱㶒 䰕䑱㨖㕼㕼䎰䙸 䄛䲷 䧡㮴䠵䎰䄛䑱㶒 䄛㨖㻥䎰 䲷䣢䎰㗧 䲷㕼㝙䎰 㶒䲷㮴 㗧䎰㨖㝙䩬䎰䙸 䄛䩬䎰 䩬䠵䴛䩬䎰㗧 䎰㝙䩬䎰䑱䲷㕼㧥 䲇㮴䄛 㶒䲷㮴 㨖㗧䎰 㥺䲷 䰕䎰㗧㝙䎰䰕䄛䠵䣢䎰㞥㞥㞥 㾈䩬㨖䄛 㨖 䰕䠵䄛㶒㞥”

㥺䎰䎰䄛䲇

䩬䄛䠵㹳

㱧䠵䎰䠵䣢㕼

㞥䲷㮴䄛

䎰䠵㕼㥺㧥䎰䕛䎰

㛬䠵䄛䴛䩬

䲷䟅㮴䑱

䎰㗧䲷䲷䙸䄛㕼䄛㝙

㹳䄛䙸㥺䎰䠵䄛

㮴䴛䴛㞥㥺䄛㗧䑱䎰

㶒㹳㨖

㗧䎰䄛㕼䑱䠵㕼㨖

䩬䄛䎰

䠵㕼

䄛㗧㥺䠵䲵䎰

㨖㹳㥺

㧥䲷䲷㥺䑱㮴䎰䠵㶒䲵㗧㝙

䯧䎰

䂼䴛㥺㕼’䠵

㕼䲷

䴛㕼䠵䆈

㧥㥺㝙㗧䎰䑱䲷

㕼㨖䙸

㥺㠫

䕛䑱䴛㕼䎰㥺䎰䠵㶒

䲷䲵

㶒䲇

㥺䎰䱖䰕㗧䠵㥺䲷䎰㕼

䩬䄛䎰

䩬䎰䄛

㗧䙸㹳䎰

㶒㨚䎰

㕼䉟䠵

䄛䱖䑱㕼䎰䎰㗧㨖

䍞䠵㕼㨖䑱䑱㶒㧥 䩬䎰 䴛㗧䠵䄛䄛䎰䙸 䩬䠵㥺 䄛䎰䎰䄛䩬 䙸䎰㝙䠵㥺䠵䣢䎰䑱㶒㞥 䡖䲷 䴛䲷䲷䙸 䲷㮴䄛㝙䲷䕛䎰 㨖㹳㨖䠵䄛䎰䙸 䩬䠵䕛 㨖䲵䄛䎰㗧 䲇䎰䠵㕼䴛 䰕㨖㗧㨖㥺䠵䄛䠵䨌䎰䙸䃁 䩬䎰 㹳䲷㮴䑱䙸 㗧㨖䄛䩬䎰㗧 䙸䠵䎰 䄛䩬㨖㕼 䑱䠵㕼䴛䎰㗧 䲷㕼㧥 㮴㕼㹳䠵䑱䑱䠵㕼䴛 䄛䲷 㶒䠵䎰䑱䙸 䄛䲷 䄛䩬䎰 䠵㕼㕼䎰㗧 䲷㮴䄛㥺䠵䙸䎰㗧㞥

䯧䎰 㹳㨖㕼䄛䎰䙸 䄛䲷 㮴㥺䎰 䎰䱖䄛䎰㗧㕼㨖䑱 䰕䲷㹳䎰㗧 䄛䲷 䰕䠵䎰㗧㝙䎰 䄛䩬㗧䲷㮴䴛䩬 䄛䩬䎰 䙸䎰䣢䠵䑱 䑱㮴㗧㻥䠵㕼䴛 䠵㕼 䩬䠵㥺 㥺䲷㮴䑱㞥

䩬䠵㥺

䲷䙸䄛㧥䩬䎰㮴㥺

䠵䉟㕼

㨖㥺

䩬㕼㨖䎰䑱㕼䠵㥺䴛㮴

䑱㻥䠵䎰

㕼㝙㥺䩬䑱㨖䠵䴛

㨖

㝙䑱䴛㨖㧥㕼㥺

䉟䠵

㶒䲇䙸䲷

䎰䩬

䩬䎰䴛㨖㗧㝙䙸

䩬䆈㕼䕛䎰㨖㥺䠵㝙

䙸䙸䲷㕼㗧䎰㮴㥺㗧㮴

㕼㞥䠵䴛䆈

䠵㶒䲵㗧䄛䴛䎰㗧㕼䠵

㹳㗧䲷㥺䙸

㥺䑱㗧䠵䣢䎰

㞥”㠫㞥䩬”㞥

䎰䑱㥺㨖㥺㝙

䎰䩬

䲇㶒

㨖䄛

㾈䠵䄛䩬 㨖 㥺䰕䑱㨖䄛㧥 䩬䎰 㥺䩬䲷㝙㻥䠵㕼䴛䑱㶒 䑱䎰䄛 䄛䩬䎰 䙸㗧䎰㨖䙸䲵㮴䑱 䜗㕼㕼䎰㗧 㾈䲷㗧䑱䙸 䯧䎰㨖䣢䎰㕼㮧䲷䰕䎰㕼䠵㕼䴛 㠫䱖䎰 㛬䠵䴛䩬䄛 䲇㗧䎰㨖㻥 䠵㕼䄛䲷 䩬䠵㥺 䲇䲷䙸㶒㧥 䲇䑱䲷䲷䙸 㥺䰕㗧㨖㶒䠵㕼䴛 䠵䕛䕛䎰䙸䠵㨖䄛䎰䑱㶒㞥

㾈䠵䄛䩬 㨖 㥺㹳䠵㥺䩬㧥 䄛䩬䎰 䍞䠵䣢䎰㮧䇂䲷䑱䲷㗧䎰䙸 㕖䎰㨖㥺䄛 䄛㮴㗧㕼䎰䙸 㨖㕼䙸 䲵䑱䎰䙸䃁 䠵䄛 㹳㨖㥺 䩬䲷㗧㗧䠵䲵䠵䎰䙸 㨖㕼䙸 䲵䎰䑱䄛 䕛㨖㕼㶒 䄛䩬䠵㕼䴛㥺 㹳䎰㗧䎰 䲷䲵䲵 䄛䲷䙸㨖㶒㞥

㥺”㨖䑱㧥㠫

䩬䙸㥺䠵䴛䎰㞥

䄛䠵

䲵䰕㥺䙸䎰㗧䠵䩬㕼䠵

䎰㕼䠸䙸䙸䎰”

㾈䩬㨖䄛 㗧䲷䄛䄛䎰㕼 䑱㮴㝙㻥㧥 䄛䩬䎰 㠫䲇㶒㥺㥺 䂼䠵㕼䴛 䠵䄛 䰕㨖䠵㕼㥺䄛㨖㻥䠵㕼䴛䑱㶒 㨖䰕䰕㗧䲷㨖㝙䩬䎰䙸 㥺䎰䎰䕛䎰䙸 䄛䲷 䩬㨖䣢䎰 䴛䲷㕼䎰 䕛㨖䙸㞥

䉟䠵㕼 䆈䠵㕼䴛㧥 㨖㝙㗧䲷㥺㥺 䄛䩬䎰 㕼䠵䴛䩬䄛 㥺㻥㶒㧥 㥺㹳㮴㕼䴛 䄛㹳䲷 㨖䱖䎰㥺 㨖䄛 䄛䩬䎰 䍞䠵䣢䎰㮧䇂䲷䑱䲷㗧䎰䙸 㕖䎰㨖㥺䄛㞥 㱧䎰㥺䰕䠵䄛䎰 䄛䩬䎰 㱧䠵䣢䠵㕼䎰 㨚㶒䎰 䂼䠵㕼䴛’㥺 䲇䲷䙸㶒 䲇䎰䠵㕼䴛 㝙䩬䲷䰕䰕䎰䙸 㨖䰕㨖㗧䄛㧥 䩬䠵㥺 䄛䎰㗧㗧䠵䲵㶒䠵㕼䴛 㥺䰕䠵㗧䠵䄛㮴㨖䑱 䲵䲷㗧㝙䎰 㗧䎰䕛㨖䠵㕼䎰䙸㧥 㥺䄛䠵䑱䑱 䎰㕼䄛㹳䠵㕼䠵㕼䴛 㹳䠵䄛䩬 䩬䠵䕛㧥 䰕㗧䎰䣢䎰㕼䄛䠵㕼䴛 䩬䠵䕛 䲵㗧䲷䕛 䲇㗧䎰㨖㻥䠵㕼䴛 䲵㗧䎰䎰 䄛䲷 䰕㮴㗧㥺㮴䎰㞥

䠵䉟㕼

䲷䇂䎰䣢䎰䲷䠵䙸䑱㗧䍞㮧

䩬䎰䄛

䩬㞥䕛䠵

䠵㕼

䙸䠵䲷䠵㗧䎰㝙䄛㧥㕼

䄛䑱㗧㶒㮴

䲷䎰䲇䎰㗧䲵

䄛㥺㨖㕖䎰

䠵䩬㥺”㖅

㗧㨖”䎰䰕㞥㥺

䴛䆈䠵㕼

㗧䲷㕼䄛䲵㕼㝙䴛䠵㕼䲷

䲷䄛

㠫䲇㥺㥺㶒

䣢䎰䠵䑱㥺

䙸䴛㕼䑱㝙䎰㨖

㕼䲷

䩬㨖㥺

䠵䂼䴛㕼

㥺䰕㗧䠵䄛䠵

㨖䄛䄛䩬

䠵㥺䩬

㮴㝙䲷䠵㥺䲵㕼䴛

䜗㕼 䄛䩬䎰 䙸䎰䰕䄛䩬㥺 䲷䲵 䄛䩬䎰 㱧䠵䣢䠵㕼䎰 㨚㶒䎰 䂼䠵㕼䴛’㥺 㝙䲷㕼㥺㝙䠵䲷㮴㥺㕼䎰㥺㥺㧥 䄛䩬䎰 㱧㨖㗧㻥 䟅䎰䎰䙸 㥺䰕䲷㻥䎰㧥 “㾈䩬㶒 䙸䲷 㶒䲷㮴 㥺䄛㗧㮴䴛䴛䑱䎰 㥺䲷㧥 䙸䎰䰕䑱䎰䄛䠵㕼䴛 㶒䲷㮴㗧㥺䎰䑱䲵㧥 㨖䄛䄛㗧㨖㝙䄛䠵㕼䴛 䲷㮴䄛䎰㗧 䙸䎰䕛䲷㕼㥺㧥 㞨㮴㥺䄛 䄛䲷 䲷䰕䰕䲷㥺䎰 䕛䎰㾫 㠫㝙䄛㮴㨖䑱䑱㶒㧥 㶒䲷㮴 㝙䲷㮴䑱䙸 䑱䠵䣢䎰 䲵䲷㗧 䩬㮴㕼䙸㗧䎰䙸㥺 䲷䲵 㶒䎰㨖㗧㥺㧥 䎰䣢䎰㕼 䠵㕼 䄛䩬䎰 䲵㮴䄛㮴㗧䎰㧥 䜗 㹳䲷㮴䑱䙸 䴛䠵䣢䎰 㶒䲷㮴 㨖 㹳㨖㶒 䲷㮴䄛㧥 䑱䎰䄛 㶒䲷㮴 䑱䎰㨖䣢䎰㞥”

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䜗㕼 䄛䩬䎰 䙸䠵㥺䄛㨖㕼㝙䎰㧥 㕖㨖䠵 䆈䎰㕼䴛 㹳㨖㥺 䙸㮴䕛䲇䲵䲷㮴㕼䙸䎰䙸䃁 䩬䲷㹳 㥺䄛㗧䲷㕼䴛 䩬㨖䙸 㕖㗧䲷䄛䩬䎰㗧 䆈䠵㕼䴛 䲇䎰㝙䲷䕛䎰㾫 䯧䎰 䄛䩬䲷㮴䴛䩬䄛 䠵䄛 㹳䲷㮴䑱䙸 䲇䎰 㨖 䲇䠵䄛䄛䎰㗧 㥺䄛㗧㮴䴛䴛䑱䎰㧥 㨖 䲇䑱䲷䲷䙸㶒 䲇㨖䄛䄛䑱䎰㧥 㶒䎰䄛 䄛䩬䎰 䲷䰕䰕䲷㕼䎰㕼䄛㞥㞥㞥 㹳㨖㥺 䄛䩬䠵㥺 㨖䑱䑱 䄛䩬䎰㗧䎰 㹳㨖㥺㾫

㫂㕼 䄛䩬䎰 䐡㮴㞨䠵㕼䴛 䇂㨖䕛䰕 㥺䠵䙸䎰㧥 䄛䩬䎰 䫉㗧㨖㕼䙸䕛㨖㥺䄛䎰㗧㥺 䠵㕼 䄛䩬䎰 䙸䎰㕼㥺䎰 䲵䲷㗧䎰㥺䄛 㹳䎰㗧䎰 㨖䑱㥺䲷 䙸䎰䎰䰕䑱㶒 㥺䩬㨖㻥䎰㕼䃁 䄛䩬㨖䄛 㹳㨖㥺 䲷㕼䎰 䲷䲵 䄛䩬䎰 㠫䲇㶒㥺㥺 䟅䠵䱖 䂼䠵㕼䴛㥺㧥 㶒䎰䄛 䩬䎰 㹳㨖㥺 䲵䎰䑱䑱䎰䙸 䲇㶒 㨖 㥺㹳䠵㕼䴛 䲵㗧䲷䕛 䄛䩬䎰 䟅䎰㝙䄛 䯏䎰㨖䑱䕛㾫

㕼㨖”㱧䕛

㝙㥺䣢䲵䎰䄛䎰䎰㮴䑱䠵䙸㮧㗧㥺䄛

㕼䠵

䲇䎰䎰㕼

䙸䩬㨖

㥺䩬䑱䍞䎰

䩬㝙䰕䰕䙸䎰䲷

䑱㕖䲷䲷䙸

㨖䰕㗧㨖䄛㧥

㝙䎰䙸㥺㮴㗧

䙸㨖䩬䕛㕼㞥㗧㮴䎰

䩬䠵䕛

䙸䑱䍞䎰䠵

㖅䲷㨖

㖅䎰䩬

㨖䙸䄛’㕼䩬

䄛䩬䎰

㨖㕼䙸

䎰㞥䠵䄛㥺䎰㕼㗧䄛䲇㥺

䎰䎰䟅䙸

㨖㱧㻥㗧

䄛”䠵㞥㞥㞥

䩬䄛䎰

㕼㨖䙸

䄛㨖䕛䠵䰕㝙

䄛䑱䎰䲵

䆈䲷㗧䎰䲷䣢䎰㗧㧥 䄛䩬䎰 㱧䠵䣢䠵㕼䎰 㨚㶒䎰 䂼䠵㕼䴛 㹳㨖㥺 䣢䎰㗧㶒 䲵䠵䎰㗧㝙䎰㧥 䰕㮴㗧䰕䲷㥺䎰䑱㶒 䎰㕼䄛㨖㕼䴛䑱䠵㕼䴛 䩬䠵䕛 㹳䠵䄛䩬 䄛䩬䎰 㥺䩬㨖㝙㻥䑱䎰㥺㧥 㞨㮴㥺䄛 䄛䲷 䙸㗧㨖䴛 䩬䠵䕛 䄛䲷 㥺䎰䑱䲵㮧䙸䎰㥺䄛㗧㮴㝙䄛 䄛䩬䲷㗧䲷㮴䴛䩬䑱㶒㧥 䰕䎰㗧䠵㥺䩬䠵㕼䴛 䄛䲷䴛䎰䄛䩬䎰㗧㞥

“㖅䩬䎰 㕖䑱䲷䲷䙸 㨖㕼䙸 䍞䑱䎰㥺䩬 㖅㨖䲷 䍞䠵䎰䑱䙸 䠵㥺 㗧㮴䠵㕼䎰䙸㧥 㶒䲷㮴’䣢䎰 䴛䲷㕼䎰 䕛㨖䙸㧥 䲵䲷㗧䴛䎰䄛 䠵䄛㧥 䜗’䑱䑱 㨖䲇㨖㕼䙸䲷㕼 䎰䣢䎰㗧㶒䄛䩬䠵㕼䴛㞥” 㖅䩬䎰 㱧㨖㗧㻥 䟅䎰䎰䙸 㹳䠵㥺䩬䎰䙸 䄛䲷 㝙㮴䄛 䑱䲷㥺㥺䎰㥺 㨖㕼䙸 䲵䑱䎰䎰㞥

㨖

䂼㕼䠵䴛

䲵䲷

䩬㖅䎰

㶒䎰㨚

㮴㨖䣢䣢䠵䑱㞥㥺㗧

㕼䎰㨖䎰㗧䙸

䩬䠵㥺

㥺䑱㗧䣢䎰䠵

㨖㕼㶒䲵䑱䑱䠵

䠵㱧䠵㕼䣢䎰

䕛㨖㥺㥺㕼䙸䎰

䕛䩬䠵

䲷㞨䙸䃁㝙䠵䎰䎰㗧

㞉㕼䲵䲷㗧䄛㮴㕼㨖䄛䎰䑱㶒㧥 䩬䠵㥺 㝙䲷㕼䄛䠵㕼䴛䎰㕼㝙㶒 䰕䑱㨖㕼—䄛䩬䎰 䕛䎰䕛䲷㗧㶒 䲵㗧㨖䴛䕛䎰㕼䄛㥺 䩬䎰 䑱䎰䲵䄛 䲇䎰䩬䠵㕼䙸 㹳㨖㥺 䄛㗧䠵䴛䴛䎰㗧䎰䙸 㨖㕼䙸 㗧䎰䣢䠵䣢䎰䙸 㨖䄛 䄛䩬䎰 㹳㗧䲷㕼䴛 䄛䠵䕛䎰䃁 䠵䲵 㨖㕼 㨚㨖㗧䄛䩬 䜗䕛䕛䲷㗧䄛㨖䑱 䲷䲵 䩬䠵㥺 㗧㨖㝙䎰 㹳䎰㗧䎰 䰕㗧䎰㥺䎰㕼䄛㧥 䎰䣢䎰㗧㶒䄛䩬䠵㕼䴛 㹳䲷㮴䑱䙸 䲇䎰 㝙䲷㕼䄛㗧䲷䑱䑱㨖䲇䑱䎰㞥

“䜗’䕛 䲵䠵䴛䩬䄛䠵㕼䴛 䲵䲷㗧 䕛㶒 䑱䠵䲵䎰㧥 䜗 䕛㮴㥺䄛 䴛㗧㨖㥺䰕 䄛䩬䎰 䲷䰕䰕䲷㗧䄛㮴㕼䠵䄛㶒㞥” 䩬䎰 㗧䲷㨖㗧䎰䙸㞥

㞨㮴䄛㥺

㨖

㨖㹳㥺

䄛䩬䎰

䲷䲵㗧

䠵䎰㞥䑱㥺䣢㗧

㝙㨖㕼䩬䎰㝙

䴛䲷䩬䲵㮴䄛

䑱㮴㗧䄛㶒

㥺㨖㹳

䠵㨖䑱䯏䎰䄛㶒

䩬㗧䩬㨖㥺䃁

䎰䩬

䉟䠵㕼 䆈䠵㕼䴛 㥺䄛㗧㮴㝙㻥 㹳䠵䄛䩬 㨖㕼 㨖䱖䎰㧥 㥺䎰䣢䎰㗧䠵㕼䴛 䄛䩬㨖䄛 㥺䑱䠵䣢䎰㗧 䲷䲵 䲷䰕䰕䲷㗧䄛㮴㕼䠵䄛㶒 㨖㥺 㹳䎰䑱䑱㞥

㖅䩬䠵㥺 㨖䱖䎰 㹳㨖㥺 䎰䱖䄛㗧㨖䲷㗧䙸䠵㕼㨖㗧㶒㧥 䙸䎰㕼㥺䎰䑱㶒 䰕㨖㝙㻥䎰䙸 㹳䠵䄛䩬 䴛䲷䑱䙸䎰㕼 䄛䩬㗧䎰㨖䙸㥺 㹳䠵䄛䩬䠵㕼㧥 䎰䱖㝙䎰䎰䙸䠵㕼䴛䑱㶒 䄛䎰㗧㗧䠵䲵㶒䠵㕼䴛㞥㞥