CH 595

Chapter 595 End of Party (4)

Patter-duck- The earth, which soared high in the sky, pours down like rain. Rocks and trees shattered through the dirt hit the messy ground. The burnt smell penetrated through the smoke as thick as darkness.

A whip, whip-like wind blew out some of the smoke. I could see the chatterbox through the crack where the smoke cracked. There were no injuries, but the form was quite reasonable. The white hem burned in several places, and dirt and ashes settled down. It wasn't difficult for him to get back to his clean appearance, but he just left it.

'I think you will not use unnecessary power.'

The gloved hand gently shakes the collar.

[Not all memories can be reproduced. What happened in this place, what you did yourself or you are very familiar with. It means that it is impossible to attack him by regenerating the power used by Chatterbox.]

Depending on how familiar I am, the efficiency is also different, explained the harmless king.

[You can pull out simple things without any burden. But do you think you are very close to the little moon? Is it really easy to use?]

"It's not that I'm not friendly, it's a little bit."

-Who are you talking about, Dad?

Lou couldn't have heard Rue Ya's words, but she asked keenly. Uh, it's roughly the next neighborhood uncle.

"It was a little tingling, but I'm not from here, so it's just that much even with the fog in my hand."

Instead of answering, he threw a low-level gemstone for the kids from his inventory. Chatterbox took the gemstone and looked at me.

"Laundry fees."

" ."

"Oh, I'm done. It's the clothes you gave me. And as a bonus."

This time, he threw an intermediate gemstone. The Gemstone that flew through the air was caught in the hands of Chatterbox again.

"Use it for your funeral expenses. I wouldn't have had any help, no children, no friends, no younger siblings, and I have to add my country. Does this neighborhood also come out?"

I don't have my parents and lovers. Then I pulled out a contract.

"You seemed to have a lot of wealth, but how is it? It is OK to inherit the inheritance by leaving the sacrifice to the temple and visiting it every hundred years?"

[What, please have a memorial service too~.]

The jellyfish said, tapping on my back head with his palm. There is nothing I can't do because I received something.

Tuk, Chatterbox threw the Manastone as if dropping it on the floor.

Come to think of it.

The tip of his lip towards me rises.

"Han Yujin was also a party participant."

"The newborn child already has dementia."

I was born anew after I killed Gios Sanus, so I am not 0 years old. Too good.

-Dad?!

Ugh!

Suddenly my hand grabbed my neck. I removed my hand in a hurry, but my body didn't move at will. It was as if the whole body was being controlled by a rope. Legs staggered. I tried to get out of this position, but I didn't even budge.

"Under my hand."

Chatterbox has come close to the nose. Quickly used the earring's shield skill. At best, B-class shields were overlaid and stacked to increase the rank and increase the number. bang! Chatterbox turned the long body half a turn and kicked off the shield.

"It was moving."

Changgang, Changgang, Changgang- The shield breaks one after another like a thin window. Since grace only negates damage, there was a high possibility that grace would be taken away now when actions were restricted.

"Puppets."

"Look at the form now!"

He moved his stiff body somehow, avoiding it behind him, and shot the cord of the harmless king's staff. Dozens of lines disappear at once and then go down towards the chatterbox. Fluttering, a dark red cloth like a curtain on the stage was swung over and blocked the line.

"How many things have done your way, it's Taryeong the puppet. I am still Han Yujin!"

No harmless king was created. Chatterbox came to belong to this world, but that's all. Resisting the intangible force that binds the whole body, he fumbled around memories. And felt

"Here- was it all the same place?"

Until now, the spaces where Chatterbox has attracted us have been the same dungeon. Or would it be a stage? It was the same stage with only the background changed. Wastelands, valleys and cities.

[Probably, the Bae Ryun Son gave you a similar dungeon? Chatterbox also has the ability to manage dungeons, so it can be made together.]

Chatterbox's hand held a slender sword like fencing. As he whisked his sword, the dark red strings were wound and tied without being able to move in space. Chatterbox, who threw a sword tangled with a string, came to me again. The thick fog curls up the long legs.

Blah-

I froze. Chatterbox's body stopped flinching. Willow leaves fly around me. He stepped on it and climbed up, reaching out his hand.

"Thank you, you showed me the highlights myself."

It is a scene I have not seen in person, but it remains in this space. And I saw it indirectly. Dark blue flames formed in my hands. The messy landscape turned into a gas station. Flames overlap, overlap, and overlap.

It is common to get thicker when layered. However, the fire on my hand was rather lightened. With a clear blue light. Even as I, who swallowed the fog of memory, builds up a lot of strength. I ran out of breath.

"It is the organizer's job to deal with the stage."

Chatterbox shook his fingertips. The gas station, which was full of oil, turned into a lake with water. At the same time, he threw a spear of fire. Water, obviously, is the opposite property of fire.

"But how about that."

When fire and water collide, the fire weakens. But the pure fire that overlaps and overlaps.

Wow-!

It burned while swallowing water. Its essence is to swallow anything in the world and burn yourself. Even water could not be an exception. It wasn't even magical, and it was like a dry bush that was just good to burn if it was plain water.

"Quick."

The lake was filled with deep blue fire in an instant, and the brow of the chatterbox narrowed. But for a while.

Shit!

With the ringing sound.

"What, what!"

Everything was emptied. It was just a black space without anything. The fire that could not be burned until anything other than material disappears in an instant. And again.

Scratch!

The place was changed to a swamp. Is this again! Even the waist was locked this time. Before even exiting, the swamp turned into an iron plate, and the body was tight. As soon as the flames are created, the iron plate is quickly melted and the body is removed.

"Ahhhh!"

-Dad!

The arm is twisted. Chatterbox's control power was concentrated only on one arm, not my whole body.

"Wow, okay, ah."

Only one arm. And chatterbox also seemed to have been difficult to change the space a little while ago. It wouldn't be usual to get rid of everything in an instant. Revived Yerim's fog and hindered the movement of the chatterbox. Soon after, hot heat came up from the floor. My feet melt too. A cold wave raged at the same time as they stepped back and avoided, raising the flames.

"It's cold!"

As he shouted and tried to reproduce Yerim's skill again, the day quickly became warm. Ugh it's frustrating.

"It's harder than you think."

"Sadon Nam is talking."

There was a poison. At the same time, the area around the chatterbox turned into grass. Grasses with white downy hair. It was a poison-eating plant that occasionally appeared in S-class dungeons. It is said that the effect disappears when broken or pulled out, but if it is alive, it absorbs all the powerful poisons. The scenery that sparkles while swallowing poison was beautiful, not suitable for the situation.

Then around me.

Damn it!

Plants like a sticky spatula wrapped around my legs. I burned it up in no time, but I felt bad.

"It's my stage, so how about this?"

Chatterbox's alter ego appeared.

"Actors on the stage."

The form of the alter ego changes.

brother.

It was changed to Yoohyun in the uniform of the police officer. The fucking bitch! Yoohyun pointed his sword at me. In addition to the similar feelings and stats, there was even Yirin.

"I don't think I can confront it!"

Yeah, it's fake. Even weaker than me now. He pulled out his sword and swung it toward the attacking younger brother or fake. Just before the blade closes to the fake Yoohyun, he inadvertently closed his eyes. I felt the sensation of cutting off flesh and bones. When I opened my eyes again, Yoohyun disappeared and was gone. instead.

Mister!

Yerim appeared. His hand stopped with a wide smile at me.

" Can't I show a welcome to him either?"

Trying not to see, he called out a thunderbolt. Quarreung! Light bounced off and obstructed my view. Fortunately, the scream was not heard. I know it's fake, but it's bad for mental health, really!

[You don't have the ability to search Chatterbox's memories. Not enough strength and skill!]

Well, even when the jellyfish showed me welcome, I was conditioned and told me to be quiet. It would be difficult to use such a skill on an opponent stronger than me. Unfairly.

"Han Yujin."

This time it was Sung Hyeon-je. He appeared with a fairy dragon, bound by a chain. Uh, it's the same outfit back then.

-in a bad mood! That's not me!

Gyeol yelled.

[Because they are young and are a psychiatric race, they will be more sensitive to cloning.]

I swung my sword. Moon Hyun-ah, Evelyn, and Song Tae-won appear.

"Yujin."

Noah smiled at me. Build it, really! Swords off the rising anger and again .

chin.

Noah's hand grabs the sword and sticks the other hand toward my chest. The sharp, hydrated nails cut the chest long.

"Ugh, Chatterbox!"

She broke through the power of grace that had been turned on as an SSS class, tore her clothes and left a long line on her skin. Still, it wasn't a big wound because it was largely invalidated. Noah and Chatterbox looked at me as they quickly stepped back.

"How is my makeup?"

"Minus ten points due to lack of understanding of the other party!"

I took my breath and stared at the chatterbox that was changing back to its original form.

" Neither you nor my abilities are suitable for battle."

Both are on the special assistant side. I dont draw memories and overlap them to create effective hits, but more than that was difficult. There was nothing to say about chatterbox. There seemed to be no ability to attack directly.

[I wasn't even your constitution originally~. So I lost to you too. It's such a child! I'm a little angry.]

I don't like it, Louga said. Even then, it was awkward to use the body for a transcendental person.

So.

I gathered the fog. Countless memories. Among them, memories related to the party. Especially the last part. Chatterbox looked at me puzzled.

"Let's really end the party."

He said that if you erase all your memories, it may disappear. I threw away the full memory. I gave up on myself. The memories of the party that the party organizer, Chatterbox could be completed with Chatterbox.

The thick fog fades. It slips through your fingers. With him, the power of memory that was filling me disappeared. Back to F-class, Han Yu-jin.

" This.

Chatterbox looked down at his hand and body. I smiled as I saw the embarrassment of that expression young.

"The party is over. So you don't even need a party organizer."

The human inhabited by Gios Sanus. Chatterbox with an unknown human body looked at me. His lips twist and laugh, revealing his teeth.

"Is it the removal of temporary memories? When the past is erased, the present also changes."

Uh... Is it like that? I just thought that if I just erased the memory part of the chatterbox, he would disappear too. Anyway, it was done because the results were roughly the same.

[Are you talented? Chatterbox breaking the part where it has the power it is now~. Since you have all of the people's memories, that would be possible! exactly! It will last for about an hour!]

That, anyway. Say yes.

"But now you are also F-class."

"How about that."

He pulled out the sword of the eroding ruler from his inventory. The handle of the sword felt a little hot.

"I've always been F-class."

always. Help me this time, nice. only once. If I die here, you die too. Let's live together, huh? Believe in the black dragon on my back, I held the handle of the sword. The blade came out of the sword and the palm of the hand was sore. However, there was no strong backlash as before.

"Is that body, about S-class?"

I aimed the black tip of the sword at him. A dark red flame rose faintly.

"It's class F. S-class several F-class. And I mean."

Smiled wide.

"Now there is no harmless royal road, no fog. You end up in the hands of Yujin Han, who has nothing to do with the fog."

Just to Han Yujin. Chatterbox's eyes were greatly distorted.

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