Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1284 - 191: The Ancestor God Devouring His Child
Capítulo 1284: Chapter 191: The Ancestor God Devouring His Child
Tang Qi had already figured out most of the grand and vast machinations of the Destiny Bitch, but he was unaware of the more realistic details.
If given a chance to glimpse, Tang Qi certainly would not miss it.
And at this moment, it happens to be an exceptionally suitable opportunity.
Tang Qi gazed at the gigantic hand protruding from the shattered prison cage, feeling the madness that polluted everything within, and ghost light erupted like a tidal wave in his eyes.
Most of the Information Fragments were filtered out by Tang Qi in an instant.
Even though they contained secrets about the “Abyss Ancestor God”.
Perhaps, they also concealed methods to defeat this Ancient Dominator-level Spirit.
But at this moment, Tang Qi was not curious about these secrets.
He could also see this ancient spirit’s past and present.
It was an extremely ancient and powerful Sovereign within the boundless mystery, having once ruled an epoch, just like the “Rotten Father God”.
In the time node it ruled, the Abyssal Gods brought endless disasters to the boundless mystery.
Later, it was defeated by a coalition of many Ancient Gods; Aynia, an Ancient God, even sacrificed herself to seal the Ancestor God for an extremely long time.
The process of the Abyss Ancestor God’s escape should have been filled with mythological epic color.
His daughters would try every means to find the Bloodline Descendants of the Ancient Gods who once sealed their Father God.
Every story in the process would be excellent material for dark myths, spreading among various civilizations and races.
They would repeatedly reenact the filthy scenes inside the Abyss on the “Aynia Mirror”, deemed eternal and never to be shattered.
In between, there would inevitably be “Heroes” and “Warriors” who would stand up, doing everything in their power to prevent it.
However, due to the disparity in strength or the so-called destined fate.
Eventually, the Abyss Ancestor God would break free, and the boundless mystery would once again face the threat of the Abyss Divine System.
“This mythology epic, worthy of being remembered and widely spread, was overshadowed by a grander narrative; new epochs, a time of unparalleled madness, where a single Divine System can no longer be the main character, narratives will grow grander and more mysterious, and no one can know the final outcome.”
“The escape of the Abyss Ancestor God, such a major event, is just a tiny wave in the ongoing ‘War of Destiny’; except for me, no one knows, no one cares.”
Deep in Tang Qi’s mind, some lament suddenly arose.
Afterward, he discarded all of these thoughts.
The “Ancestor God” who ruled the entire Abyss Divine System, despite having an incredibly glorious past and a terrifying present, mattered little to Tang Qi anymore.
What he wished to see was the future.
The role the Abyss Ancestor God would play in the Destiny Bitch’s conspiracy, and the future it would encounter.
As long as he gained insight into this one, the fates of the other Sovereigns intertwined would also reveal themselves.
Time was extremely tight; Tang Qi couldn’t be sure if the fully escaped “Abyss Ancestor God” would perceive it.
As useless information was filtered out, before the other limbs of the Ancestor God protruded from the prison cage, Tang Qi finally saw some possibilities concerning the future.
“Boom”
It came, broken and blurry images flickered past at a slow speed.
The first scene was war, a battlefield scene that plunged Tang Qi into silence:
In a vast region within boundless mystery, the escaped Abyss Divine System was blocked by the “Lighthouse and Warrior”.
The fearless warriors failed, but their will did not; they all became lighthouses and successfully awaited the true reinforcements.
The Earth God System!
The many Divine Systems that once sealed the Ancestor God mostly have vanished or reinvented themselves, while some Ancient Gods entered the Earth God System.
The Earth God System, which possesses more than one “Sovereign,” is indeed the true enemy of the Abyss Divine System.
The second scene is the result of the war between the two Divine Systems.
An expected outcome, both sides suffer losses, and an extremely vast area within the boundless mystery, its cosmic dimensions, and numerous Secret Realm Kingdoms, are all shattered.
After paying a heavy price, the Earth God System successfully severely injured the newly escaped Abyss Ancestor God.
…
“Hiss”
Just as Tang Qi wanted to glimpse the “Third Act,” the eye within his soul suddenly throbbed with Pain.
This familiar sensation was a warning that the future he was about to glimpse had once again touched the boundary of destiny.
In other words, if he ignored the warning and continued, Tang Qi’s peering might very likely be noticed by the Destiny Bitch.
At that time, the future would generate endless changes, all inevitably turning towards a dead end.
Tang Qi knew very well that the layer of pride mask the Destiny Bitch wore was actually his advantage, which would make the Destiny Bitch underestimate him, not guarding strictly.
If he voluntarily helped tear it down, the latter might choose to overturn the table.
Whether awakening the Origin Divine Race prematurely or by other means, the current Tang Qi was incapable of withstanding it.
So, although extremely unwilling, Tang Qi still had to withdraw his gaze.
But this painful last glance was not without a tiny bit of harvest.
The complete third act did not form in the depths of Tang Qi’s mind, but some extremely fragmented and profoundly blurry images were transmitted over.
Tang Qi pieced these images together, gradually forming a slightly clearer, eerie oil painting-like scene.
The severely injured Abyss Ancestor God seemed extremely painful, almost as if being dismembered?
Its head, limbs, and torso all showed varying degrees of rust, as if some irresistible force was forcibly gouging out the Sovereign-level Divine flesh.
It twisted in pain, then made an incomprehensible move to Tang Qi.
It held a baby with both hands, stuffing it into its mouth.
And that baby, it felt eerily familiar to Tang Qi.
It was the offspring of Nainarani and Neil Stinson, a particularly special young god born with high intelligence and a destructive nature, a hybrid of the bloodlines of the Abyss Ancestor God and the Ancient Strange God Aynia.
From the scene just now where the Ancestor God was sacrificially escaping, if the Ancestor God wanted to eat this hybrid baby like other sacrifices, it could have done so immediately.
Yet for some unknown reason, it opted for some crucial moment in the future.
This fragmented picture did not conform to normal logic.
“No, it’s not right.”
“This baby appears more like it’s being actively offered, the Ancestor God is in pain, regardless of what appears, even Nainarani, its most beloved daughter, it would gnaw at it indiscriminately.”
“Perhaps due to Nainarani or other reasons, the Ancestor God would care more for that hybrid baby, but at that moment, it wouldn’t be concerned about anything or discern anything.”
“As for why the Ancestor God is in such pain?”
“??”
“Destiny Mark!”
Suddenly, a near-excited roar emanated from the depths of Tang Qi’s mind.
He only felt as if a layer was torn open in front of him, the “Fate Mist” enveloping all things was self-dispersing, and the secrets hidden in the deepest depths were finally understood by Tang Qi.
The most crucial part is, Tang Qi hasn’t touched the boundaries, and it remains unknown to the Destiny Bitch.
At this moment, the conspiracy plans of the Destiny Bitch known to Tang Qi are no longer mere threads, finally detailing appear.
The most likely future will collapse into the future of reality, appearing bit by bit in Tang Qi’s mind.
“Firstly, the bodies of the Sovereign-levels entrapped by the Destiny Bitch conspiracy will be planted with ‘Destiny Mark’.
“Looking at that fragmented picture and the final act Sally was watching, because of these marks, when these Sovereigns fall into a negative state, they will be unable to resist the summons of destiny.”
“Their bodies, or most of their limbs and authorities, will be summoned by the Destiny Bitch to a certain place.”
“Therein, the Sovereigns and numerous Divine will mutually slaughter, forming a towering and unprecedented Divine Ruins, and the Destiny Bitch will stand at the highest point of this ruins, pushing the River of Destiny, letting the supreme Temple of Destiny descend.”
“That bitch will be crowned Sovereign within the temple.”
Tang Qi’s gaze was unprecedentedly bright.
More and more doubts were answered as his thoughts surged.
“Previously, during that adventure to spy on the body of the Destiny Bitch, the giant female deer, most of the sovereignties calculated by that bitch belonged to the Chaotic Evil Camp, like this Ancestor God, or the Rotten Father God, or the Nightmare Lord to be born because of me.”
“That bitch did not choose a Sovereign from the Order Camp because what it needs is chaos.”
“In the final act, the boundless mystery is almost entirely shattered, almost every cosmic dimension falls into chaos, and it is these surging chaos factors that cause the overturning of the boundless, allowing that bitch to guide the sweeping River of Destiny.”
“If it chooses sovereigns like Rafael or the Dark Night Goddess from the Order Camp to plant marks, its conspiracy will be hard to succeed.”
“Rumble, Rumble”
The pondering Tang Qi was suddenly interrupted by increasingly intense commotion, a dangerous omen conveyed over.
No need to watch, Tang Qi already sensed it.
The Abyss Ancestor God, who completely shattered the Ancient Divine Artifact Aynia Mirror, was about to completely escape, as this Sovereign re-descends into the boundless mystery.
Those powerful gods who once brought disaster to the world in ancient epochs, like the blood and fruit fly god that polluted the Nierdelan civilization, will all return one by one.
Tang Qi did not stay any longer, turning to leave.
At the last moment, Tang Qi foresaw the reason behind the final image of the bizarre future scene just glimpsed.
“It is myself!”
“The Destiny Bitch planted the mark inside the Ancestor God’s body shell, while I used Neil Stinson to plant the ‘Dream Seed’ inside the hybrid baby shell, its path and my path showed a artificially induced overlap.”
“In the future, I made a certain decision, actively controlling the baby to be gnawed by the Ancestor God.”
“I cannot know why I do this now, but in the future, I will know.”
With these thoughts that could be deemed surprises, Tang Qi no longer longs, no longer peeks at the scene of the Abyss Divine System returning, his vast figure disappearing into the high realm of boundless mystery.
ps: Try the Easter egg chapter again, and later upload an image of the Agricultural God Eating Child.
擄
㜭㫞䆢㶧䡾
䎀㔘㗄
櫓
老
䏥㹎
魯
䐋㹎䏶䛡䭾䱯䆢㜭
䫘䏶
櫓
䏶䵱䏶㹎㗄㔘㜭㹎䵱䭾
盧
盧
櫓
䛡䆫䵱䏶
㹎䖮㔘㛴㛴
盧
㑷㫞䏶䆢䠴㗄㗄䛡㹎
㗄㜭䵱䦰㫞
蘆
䖮㹎䎀
㠹㗄 㞸䵱䖮 䇦㗄㧌䆢㜭㹎䏶䛡 㹎䏶㧌㫞㗄䵱䖮㹎䏶䛡㛴㔡 㻇䆢㞸㗄㫞㶧䝬㛴䱯 㞸䎀㗄㔘䎀㗄㫞 㹎㔘 㞸䵱䖮 㔘䎀㗄 䛡㫞䆢㞸㔘䎀 䆢㶧 䦰㹎䠴㹎䏶㗄 㐉䆢㞸㗄㫞䱯 㔘䎀㗄 㗄㱽㻇䵱䏶䖮㹎䆢䏶 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䃰㹎䏶䛡䭾䆢㜭䱯 䆢㫞 㔘䎀㗄 䖮䝬㫞䛡㗄 㹎䏶 䎀㹎䖮 䳉㛴䵱䏶 䵱䏶䭾 䇦㗄㛴㹎㗄䠴㗄㫞䖮䱯 㔘䎀㗄 䖮㻇㗄㗄䭾 㞸䵱䖮 㧌䆢㜭㻇㛴㗄㔘㗄㛴㔡 䆢䠴㗄㫞㞸䎀㗄㛴㜭㹎䏶䛡 㧌䆢㜭㻇䵱㫞㗄䭾 㔘䆢 䇦㗄㶧䆢㫞㗄䡾
䆫䎀㹎䖮 㞸䵱䖮 㔘䎀㗄 㻇䆢䖮㹎㔘㹎䠴㗄 㗄㶧㶧㗄㧌㔘 㻇㫞䆢䭾䝬㧌㗄䭾 䵱㶧㔘㗄㫞 䎀㗄 㛴㗄㔘 䛡䆢 䆢㶧 䎀㹎㜭䖮㗄㛴㶧 䵱䏶䭾 㶧䆢㫞㜭䵱㛴㛴㔡 䇦㗄䛡䵱䏶 䖮䆢㞸㹎䏶䛡 䦰㫞㗄䵱㜭 㑷㗄㗄䭾䖮 䆢䏶 䵱 㛴䵱㫞䛡㗄 䖮㧌䵱㛴㗄 㹎䏶 㔘䎀㗄 䇦䆢䝬䏶䭾㛴㗄䖮䖮 㜭㔡䖮㔘㗄㫞㔡 䵱㧌㧌䆢㫞䭾㹎䏶䛡 㔘䆢 㔘䎀㗄 㻇㫞䆢㜭䆢㔘㹎䆢䏶 㻇䵱㔘䎀 䛡㹎䠴㗄䏶 䇦㔡 㔘䎀㗄 䫘䏶㶧㹎䏶㹎㔘㗄 㑷㗄㧌㫞㗄㔘 䕋䆢㱽䱯 㞸䎀㹎㧌䎀 㞸䵱䖮 㛴䵱㔘㗄㫞 㜭䆢䭾㹎㶧㹎㗄䭾 䵱䏶䭾 䖮䝬㻇㻇㛴㗄㜭㗄䏶㔘㗄䭾 䇦㔡 䎀㹎㜭䖮㗄㛴㶧䡾
㹎㛴䝬㔘㐉䏶䆢䆢㛴
㻇㗄㻇䵱䵱㫞
䎀㔘㗄
䵱䭾䠴䵱䏶㧌㗄䡾
㗄㔘䎀
䆢㫞㶧
㔘㛴䇦㗄㫞㫞㹎㗄
䵱䭾㔘㗄㛴㹎䏶㜭㗄㹎
㔘䆢
䝬䭾㗄
䆢㶧
䖮䑒
䆢㔘
䎀㔘㗄
䆢䏶䐋㹎㰆䏶䱯”㞸㛴㛴䑒䛡”
㹎䏶
䵱㞸䖮
㞸䵱䖮
㗄䛡䏶㔘䖮㹎䠴䵱㗄䱯
䵱䎀㔘㔘
䎀㔘㗄
㗄㗄㱽㔘䏶㧌䖮㹎㗄
㻇䭾䆢䝬㻇䖮䖮㗄
䯴䏶㛴㔡 䵱䏶䆢㔘䎀㗄㫞 䃰㹎䏶䭾 䆢㶧 㹎䏶㗄䠴㹎㔘䵱䇦㛴㗄 䏶㗄䛡䵱㔘㹎䠴㗄 㹎㜭㻇䵱㧌㔘䱯 䏶䵱㜭㗄㛴㔡 㔘䎀㗄 䇦㹎㫞㔘䎀 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 “㢱㹎䛡䎀㔘㜭䵱㫞㗄 䃢䆢㫞䭾”䱯 㞸䵱䖮 䖮䆢㜭㗄㔘䎀㹎䏶䛡 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎 㧌䆢䝬㛴䭾 䏶䆢㔘 㻇㫞㗄䠴㗄䏶㔘䡾
䜗䠴㗄䏶 㔘䎀䆢䝬䛡䎀 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎 䎀䵱䭾 䵱㛴㫞㗄䵱䭾㔡 㶧䆢㫞㗄䖮㗄㗄䏶 㔘䎀䵱㔘 㔘䎀㗄 䎀㹎䭾䭾㗄䏶 䆫㞸㹎䖮㔘㗄䭾 䵛䆢䭾 㠹䆢䖮㗄 䵱䏶䭾 䦰㫞㗄䵱㜭 䵛䆢䭾 㢱䵱㹎㫞䆢㜭䆢䏶 㞸䆢䝬㛴䭾䱯 䝬䏶䭾㗄㫞 㔘䎀㗄 䭾䵱㫞䃰 䛡䝬㹎䭾䵱䏶㧌㗄 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䦰㗄䖮㔘㹎䏶㔡 䕋㹎㔘㧌䎀䱯 㜭㗄㫞䛡㗄 㹎䏶㔘䆢 䵱 㔘㞸㹎䖮㔘㗄䭾 㶧䵱㛴㛴㗄䏶 㑷䆢䠴㗄㫞㗄㹎䛡䏶 㞸㹎㗄㛴䭾㹎䏶䛡 㔘䎀㗄 䵱䝬㔘䎀䆢㫞㹎㔘㔡 䆢㶧 㢱㹎䛡䎀㔘㜭䵱㫞㗄䡾
㔘䏶䵱㧌䆢䏶
䏶㧌䭾䛡䎀㗄䡾䵱
䆢䭾䵱䏶㧌䎀㫞㗄
㗄䇦
䆫䎀䖮㹎
䵱䏶䭾
䦰䏶㔡䖮㹎㗄㔘
䝬㶧㗄䝬㫞㔘
䇦㔡 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
㹎䖮
㠹䆢㞸㗄䠴㗄㫞䱯 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎 䭾㹎䭾 䏶䆢㔘 㹎䏶㔘㗄䏶䭾 㔘䆢 䵱㛴㔘㗄㫞 㹎㔘㝤 䎀㗄 䵱㛴㜭䆢䖮㔘 㞸䆢䏶’㔘 㧌䎀䵱䏶䛡㗄 䵱䏶㔡 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䖮㧌䎀㗄㜭㗄䖮 䵱䏶䭾 㻇㛴䵱䏶䖮 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䦰㗄䖮㔘㹎䏶㔡 䕋㹎㔘㧌䎀 䏶㗄㱽㔘䡾
㒉䎀䵱㔘 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎 㻇㛴䵱䏶䏶㗄䭾 㔘䆢 䭾䆢 㞸䵱䖮 㔘䆢 䖮㗄㧌㫞㗄㔘㛴㔡 䵱㛴㹎䛡䏶 䎀㹎䖮 㻇䵱㔘䎀 㞸㹎㔘䎀 㔘䎀䵱㔘 䕋㹎㔘㧌䎀’䖮 㻇䵱㔘䎀䡾
䆢䏶
䦰㔡䏶㹎㔘㗄䖮
䎀㹎㧌䕋㔘
㹎䠴㹎䱯䖮䏶䭾㗄
䖮㗄㔡㗄
㶧䆢
䎀㔘㗄
㹎䏥
䭾䵱䏶
䆫䛡䵱䏶
䖮䭾㗄㜭㗄㗄
䫘䏶
䖮䝬㔡䇦
㜭䆢㐉㔘䡾㹎㫞䆢䏶䆢
䝬䖮㗄㶧䆢䭾㧌
䎀㗄㔘
㔘䎀㫞㗄䆢
䜗䠴㗄䏶 㔘䎀㗄 㻇䆢㞸㗄㫞㶧䝬㛴 䑒䏶㧌㹎㗄䏶㔘 䵛䆢䭾䖮䱯 䭾䝬㫞㹎䏶䛡 㔘䎀㗄 㐉㫞䆢㜭䆢㔘㹎䆢䏶 㔘䆢 “㑷䆢䠴㗄㫞㗄㹎䛡䏶”䱯 䎀䵱䭾 㔘䆢 㜭䵱㹎䏶㔘䵱㹎䏶 䵱䏶 䝬䏶㹎㜭䵱䛡㹎䏶䵱䇦㛴㗄 㛴㗄䠴㗄㛴 䆢㶧 㶧䆢㧌䝬䖮䡾
䆫䎀㹎䖮 㞸䵱䖮 䵱䏶 䵱㛴㜭䆢䖮㔘 䝬䏶䖮䎀䵱䃰㗄䵱䇦㛴㗄 㹎㫞䆢䏶 㛴䵱㞸 㞸㹎㔘䎀㹎䏶 㔘䎀㗄 䇦䆢䝬䏶䭾㛴㗄䖮䖮 㜭㔡䖮㔘㗄㫞㔡䨣
㹎㛴㗄䃰
䱯䕋䝬㔘
䎀㗄㔘
䏥㹎
䆢㔘
䵱䏶䛡䆫
㛴䱯㰆㞸䆢㛴䑒㹎䐋䛡䏶䏶
䎀㔘䵱䡾㔘
䏶䆢㔘
䏶㗄㗄䭾
㹎䭾䭾
㻇䆢䖮䏶㗄䖮䛡䖮㹎䖮
㗄䇦
㠹㗄 䎀䵱䭾 㔘㹎㜭㗄 㔘䆢 䭾䆢 䆢㔘䎀㗄㫞 㔘䎀㹎䏶䛡䖮䱯 㶧䆢㫞 㗄㱽䵱㜭㻇㛴㗄䡾䡾䡾 䖮㗄㧌㫞㗄㔘㛴㔡 㻇㛴䆢㔘㔘㹎䏶䛡 䵱䛡䵱㹎䏶䖮㔘 㔘䎀䵱㔘 䕋㹎㔘㧌䎀䡾
“䆫䎀㗄 㶧㹎㫞䖮㔘 䦰㫞㗄䵱㜭 㑷㗄㗄䭾 䎀䵱䖮 䇦㗄㗄䏶 㻇㛴䵱䏶㔘㗄䭾 䇦㗄䖮㹎䭾㗄 㔘䎀㗄 䑒䇦㔡䖮䖮 䑒䏶㧌㗄䖮㔘䆢㫞 䵛䆢䭾䡾”
㔘䎀㗄
䆢㗄䏶䭾䖮㧌
“䏶䡾䆢㗄
㞸㢱”䱯䆢
㹎㔘’䖮
㒉㹎㔘䎀 䵱 㶧㛴㹎㧌䃰㗄㫞㹎䏶䛡 㔘䎀䆢䝬䛡䎀㔘䱯 㔘䎀㗄 㑷䆢䠴㗄㫞㗄㹎䛡䏶㰆㶧䆢㫞㜭 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎䱯 㞸㹎㔘䎀㹎䏶 㔘䎀㗄 䦰㫞㗄䵱㜭 䐋㹎䏶䛡䭾䆢㜭䱯 㛴䆢䆢䃰㗄䭾 䵱㧌㫞䆢䖮䖮 㛴䵱㔡㗄㫞䖮 䆢㶧 䇦䵱㫞㫞㹎㗄㫞䖮 㔘䆢㞸䵱㫞䭾䖮 䵱䏶䆢㔘䎀㗄㫞 䭾㹎䖮㔘䵱䏶㔘 㫞㗄䛡㹎䆢䏶 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䇦䆢䝬䏶䭾㛴㗄䖮䖮 㜭㔡䖮㔘㗄㫞㔡䡾
䆫䎀㗄㫞㗄䱯 㞸䎀䵱㔘 䖮䝬㫞䛡㗄䭾 㞸䵱䖮䏶’㔘 㑷㔘䵱㫞㛴㹎䛡䎀㔘 䏶䆢㫞 㔘䎀㗄 䇦㫞㗄䵱㔘䎀 䆢㶧 䃢㹎㶧㗄䱯 䇦䝬㔘 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 䵱䏶䭾 䦰㗄䖮㔘㫞䝬㧌㔘㹎䆢䏶䡾
䖮䳉㹎”䆢㜭㧌
㜭䏶䆢㹎㗄䖮㹎䏶䖮”䦰
䵱䆫䛡䏶
䵱
㫞㑷㗄䎀䵱㔘䭾㗄㔘
䆢㶧
㗄㞸㗄㫞
㔘㔘䡾㗄䖮䵱
㗄㔡䖮㛴㗄䏶䭾
䭾㧌㔘䵱㗄䱯䃰䖮
䏶㹎
㞸㧌䎀㹎䎀
䖮䵱㞸
㹎䏥
䆢㜭㔘䖮
䑒㛴㜭䆢䖮㔘 䏶䆢 䈆䏶㹎䠴㗄㫞䖮㗄 㞸䵱䖮 䏶䆢㫞㜭䵱㛴䱯 䵱㛴㛴 㶧㹎㛴㛴㗄䭾 㞸㹎㔘䎀 䵱 㧌䆢㛴䭾 䵱䏶䭾 䝬䏶㶧㗄㗄㛴㹎䏶䛡 䖮㗄䏶䖮㗄 䆢㶧 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞䡾
㢱䆢 䆢䏶㗄 㧌䆢䝬㛴䭾 䖮㗄䏶䖮㗄 㔘䎀㗄 㻇䝬㛴䖮㗄 䵱䏶䭾 䠴㹎䇦㫞䵱䏶㧌㔡 䆢㶧 䃢㹎㶧㗄 㞸㹎㔘䎀㹎䏶䡾
㗄䆢㑷㜭
䆢㫞䟼㜭䖮
䏶㹎䆢䭾㗄㛴䏶㹎䵱㜭䖮
㹎㛴㗄䃰
㧌䵱䖮㻇䖮㗄
㹎䃢㗄㶧
㧌䖮㗄䖮㻇㹎㗄
㫞䆢
䖮䝬䵱㛴䱯㧌䝬㹎㔘㔡䆢
䏶㹎
䵱㔘㗄䎀䖮㔘䭾㫞㗄
㶧䆢
㹎”㜭㧌㗄”
㗄㔘䎀
㔘䖮䏶㛴㗄䵱㻇
㫞䆢
㫞㗄䖮㧌䠴㧌㹎䡾㗄
㧌䵱㹎㻇㛴䖮㗄
䆢䆢㧌㧌”㫞”䱯䃰㗄㧌䖮䎀䵱
㹎䭾䠴㛴㗄
䆢㗄䖮㜭
㗄㻇䖮㹎㛴䵱㧌
㫞䆢
䆫䎀㗄㔡 䭾䵱㫞㗄䭾 䏶䆢㔘 㫞㗄䠴㗄䵱㛴 㔘䎀㗄㜭䖮㗄㛴䠴㗄䖮 䆢㻇㗄䏶㛴㔡䱯 䖮㗄㗄㜭㹎䏶䛡㛴㔡 䇦㫞㹎䏶䛡㹎䏶䛡 䭾䆢㞸䏶 䵱䏶 㹎㫞㫞㗄䖮㹎䖮㔘㹎䇦㛴㗄 㔘㗄㫞㫞㹎㶧㔡㹎䏶䛡 䵱㔘㔘䵱㧌䃰䡾
䃢㹎䠴㹎䏶䛡 㧌䵱䝬㔘㹎䆢䝬䖮㛴㔡䨣
㞸䵱䖮
䝬㗄㛴㫞
㹎㶧䃢㗄
䖮㹎䖮㗄㻇㗄㧌
㹎䏶
䭾䏶䵱
䆫㹎䎀䖮
䆢䖮㜭㫞䟼
䎀㗄㔘
䖮㔘䎀㹎
㫞㶧䆢
䠴䖮䝬㫞㛴㹎䠴䵱
㹎䛡䆢㗄㫞䏶䡾
㛴㛴䵱
䆫䎀㗄䖮㗄 䝬䏶㹎䠴㗄㫞䖮㗄䖮 䵱㛴䖮䆢 䎀䵱䭾 䭾㹎㶧㶧㗄㫞㗄䏶㔘 㑷䝬䏶䖮䱯 䇦䝬㔘 䝬䏶㶧䆢㫞㔘䝬䏶䵱㔘㗄㛴㔡䱯 䵱㛴㛴 䖮㔘䵱㫞㛴㹎䃰㗄 䇦䆢䭾㹎㗄䖮 㧌䵱㻇䵱䇦㛴㗄 䆢㶧 㗄㜭㹎㔘㔘㹎䏶䛡 䧸䵱䭾㹎䵱䏶㧌㗄 㞸㗄㫞㗄 㗄㱽㔘㫞㗄㜭㗄㛴㔡 䭾㹎㜭䱯 䛡㫞䆢㞸㹎䏶䛡 㧌䆢㛴䭾㗄㫞 䭾䝬㗄 㔘䆢 䵱 㧌䆢䏶䖮㔘䵱䏶㔘㛴㔡 㗄㫞䝬㻇㔘㹎䏶䛡 “䦰㹎䠴㹎䏶㗄 䧸䵱䭾㹎䵱㔘㹎䆢䏶”䡾
䧸䵱䭾㹎䵱㔘㹎䆢䏶 㑷㔘䆢㫞㜭䖮 䇦㛴㗄㞸 㗄㔘㗄㫞䏶䵱㛴㛴㔡 䵱䏶䭾 㹎䏶䭾㗄䖮㔘㫞䝬㧌㔘㹎䇦㛴㔡 㹎䏶 㔘䎀㹎䖮 䠴䵱䖮㔘 㫞㗄䛡㹎䆢䏶䡾
㗄䎀䏶㒉
䭾䵱䏶㔘㔘䖮㹎
䵱䖮
㹎㧌䖮䵱䏶㗄䭾㔘䱯
䵱䏶
㗄㱽䏶䖮㔘㗄㗄㧌㹎
䎀㗄㔘
㹎㞸䎀㹎䏶㔘
㗄䎀䭾䵱㫞
㛴㞸䆢
㫞䆢㶧㜭
䛡䏶䵱䆫
䡾㜭㹎䎀
㔘㫞䖮㜭䆢
㹎䏥
䖮㔘䆢㻇䏶䆢㹎㹎
䱯㔘㞸㗄䵱䭾㧌䎀
㫞䵱㫞䆢
㗄㜭䵱䖮
䎀㗄
㔘㗄䎀
䎀㔘㗄
䆢㶧
䵱㫞䖮㧌䆢䖮
䆫䎀㗄䖮㗄 㫞䆢䵱㫞䖮䱯 㔘䆢 㔘䎀䆢䖮㗄 㞸䎀䆢 㻇䵱㹎䏶䖮㔘䵱䃰㹎䏶䛡㛴㔡 䖮䝬㫞䠴㹎䠴㗄 䖮㻇㗄㧌㹎㗄䖮 䵱䏶䭾 䃢㹎㶧㗄 䟼䆢㫞㜭䖮䱯 㞸㗄㫞㗄 㔘䎀㗄 “㑷䆢䝬䏶䭾 䆢㶧 䦰㗄䖮㔘㫞䝬㧌㔘㹎䆢䏶” 㔘䎀䵱㔘 㔘䎀㗄㔡 㧌䆢䝬㛴䭾 䏶㗄㹎㔘䎀㗄㫞 䎀㗄䵱㫞 䏶䆢㫞 㜭䝬䖮㔘䏶䆢㔘 䎀㗄䵱㫞䡾
䯴䏶㧌㗄 䎀㗄䵱㫞䭾䱯 䭾㗄䵱㔘䎀 䵱䏶䭾 䎀䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 㞸䆢䝬㛴䭾 䭾㗄䖮㧌㗄䏶䭾䡾
㗄㹎䃢㶧
㹎㫞㔡㔘㹎䇦䛡䠴㹎㗄䵱䏶㹎㰆䦰䏶
㻇䆢䭾䝬㛴㔘㛴㗄
㹎㫞䏶䵱䛡䎀㗄
䏶䠴㗄䜗
䇦㔡
䝬䆢㛴䭾㞸
㹎㔘䡾
㗄䇦
䯴䏶㛴㔡 㔘䎀䆢䖮㗄 㞸㹎㔘䎀 㔘䎀㗄 㻇䆢䖮㹎㔘㹎䆢䏶 䆢㶧 “㐉䆢㞸㗄㫞㶧䝬㛴 䵛䆢䭾” 䆢㫞 䎀㹎䛡䎀㗄㫞 㧌䆢䝬㛴䭾 䇦㗄 㗄㱽㗄㜭㻇㔘䱯 䆢㫞 㔘㫞䵱䏶䖮㛴䵱㔘㗄 㹎㔘䡾
䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎 䎀㗄䵱㫞䭾 㹎㔘䱯 㹎㔘 㞸䵱䖮 䵱 㔘㗄㫞㫞㹎㶧㔡㹎䏶䛡 㗄㱽㹎䖮㔘㗄䏶㧌㗄 㗄㱽㻇㫞㗄䖮䖮㹎䏶䛡 㹎㔘䖮 “䎀䝬䏶䛡㗄㫞”䡾
䵱㞸䖮
䆢䱯䕋䭾㔡
㗄䖮㹎㜭㛴䛡㻇
䭾㗄㛴㗄㫞䵱㔘
䭾䏶㗄㗄
䏶䆢
㛴䵱㛴㔘㜭䵱䵱㹎䝬㧌䆢㔘㔡
䆢㔘
䛡䭾㗄㛴㗄㞸䆢䏶䃰
㗄䆫㫞䎀㗄
㹎䎀䖮
㹎䖮㔘䎀
䏶㹎
㗄㜭㫞䛡䭾㗄㗄
㔘㹎㗄㗄㧌䏶㱽䖮䖮’㗄
䏶㜭䭾㹎䡀
“䯴䏶㗄 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 㜭䆢䖮㔘 㶧㗄䵱㫞㗄䭾 㑷䆢䠴㗄㫞㗄㹎䛡䏶䖮 㹎䏶 㔘䎀㗄 㗄䏶䭾㛴㗄䖮䖮 㜭㔡䖮㔘㗄㫞㔡䱯 㹎㔘 㹎䖮 㔘䎀㗄 㗄㜭䇦䆢䭾㹎㜭㗄䏶㔘 䆢㶧 䎀䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 䵱䏶䭾 䭾㗄䖮㔘㫞䝬㧌㔘㹎䆢䏶䱯 㶧㫞䆢㜭 㔘䎀㗄 㜭䆢㜭㗄䏶㔘 䆢㶧 㹎㔘䖮 䇦㹎㫞㔘䎀 㹎㔘 䎀䵱䖮 䇦㗄㗄䏶 䎀䝬䏶䛡㫞㔡䱯 䭾㗄䠴䆢䝬㫞㹎䏶䛡 㗄䠴㗄㫞㔡㔘䎀㹎䏶䛡 㹎㔘 㧌䵱䏶䱯 㛴㹎㶧㗄䱯 䭾㗄䵱䭾 㔘䎀㹎䏶䛡䖮䱯 䆢㫞 䛡䆢䭾䖮䱯 㗄䠴㗄䏶 㻇㛴䵱䏶㗄㔘䖮 䵱䏶䭾 㧌䆢䖮㜭㹎㧌 䭾㹎㜭㗄䏶䖮㹎䆢䏶䖮䡾”
“䫘㔘 㹎䖮 䵱 䇦㫞䝬㔘䵱㛴 㜭䵱䭾 䑒䏶㧌㹎㗄䏶㔘 䵛䆢䭾䱯 㹎㔘 㹎䖮 㔘䎀㗄 䏶㹎䛡䎀㔘㜭䵱㫞㗄 䆢㶧 䑒㛴㛴 㑷㻇㹎㫞㹎㔘䖮 䵱䏶䭾 䑒㛴㛴 䃢㹎䠴㹎䏶䛡 䕋㗄㹎䏶䛡䖮䱯 㹎㔘 㹎䖮 㔘䎀㗄 䖿䵱䖮㔘㗄㫞 䆢㶧 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞䡾”
䡾㜭㔡䖮㔘㗄”㔡㫞
㹎䃰”䃢㗄
䇦㫞䛡䏶䛡㹎㹎䏶
㞸䖮䵱㫞
䝬㔘㗄㛴㔡㛴㹎㜭㔘䵱
㔘䎀㗄
㔘㗄㗄䭾䵱㗄㶧䭾
䏶䵱䭾
䭾䏶䵱
㔘䖮㹎
㹎㶧䏶㹎㗄㔘䏶㹎
㔘㗄䎀
㔘㗄䎀
䖮㗄䖮䭾䏶㗄㛴
㶧䆢
㞸㻇㔘㗄䖮
㠹䆢㫞䆢㫞㫞
䝬㔘䇦
㔘㗄䎀
䆢㶧
䆢䏶㫞㔘㗄䖮㧌䑒
䵱㜭䭾
㗄㜭䱯㔡䖮㔡㫞㔘
䝬䆢㫞䖮㜭䏶㗄䝬
㔘㗄䎀
㞸㗄㗄㫞
䑒’䖮䖮䇦㔡
㗄䭾䖮㛴㗄䏶䖮
㧌䆢䭾㛴
㗄㹎㗄䭾㛴㱽
䆢㻇䖮㫞䝬䠴㗄㹎
䵱䆢䖮㛴
㔘䵱㫞㗄䖿䖮
‘䭾䵛䱯䆢
䝬㻇
㔘䆢
㹎䭾㔘䱯㫞䵱㗄䖮䖮䖮
㔘㹎
㗄䭾㔘㗄㛴䖮䆢䵱
䏶㗄㹎㫞䆢䛡
䆢䵱䇦䖮䭾㹎㗄䏶䝬㔘䖮㫞
㜭䆢䖮㔘
䏶㹎
“䆫䎀㗄 䦰㹎䠴㹎䏶㗄 䯴㫞䛡䵱䏶㹎䫀䵱㔘㹎䆢䏶 㠾㡫䝬䖮㔘㹎㧌㗄 䳉䆢䝬㫞㔘䢿 㻇㫞䆢䵱㧌㔘㹎䠴㗄㛴㔡 㔘䆢䆢䃰 䆢䠴㗄㫞 㔘䎀㗄 䭾䝬㔘㔡 䆢㶧 䛡䝬䵱㫞䭾㹎䵱䏶䖮䎀㹎㻇䱯 䵱 䏶㗄㔘㞸䆢㫞䃰 㧌䆢㜭㻇䆢䖮㗄䭾 䆢㶧 䎀䝬䏶䭾㫞㗄䭾䖮 䆢㶧 䛡㫞䆢䝬㻇䖮 䝬䏶䭾㗄㫞 㔘䎀㗄 㧌䆢䝬㫞㔘 㛴㹎䃰㗄 ‘㡫䝬䭾䛡㗄㜭㗄䏶㔘 㠹䵱䏶䭾’ 䵱䏶䭾 ‘䜗㔡㗄 䆢㶧 㒉䵱㔘㧌䎀’ 㻇㫞㗄䠴㗄䏶㔘㹎䏶䛡 㔘䎀㗄 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 䵛䆢䭾 㑷㔡䖮㔘㗄㜭 㶧㫞䆢㜭 㛴䵱䝬䏶㧌䎀㹎䏶䛡 䵱 㜭䵱䖮䖮㹎䠴㗄 㹎䏶䠴䵱䖮㹎䆢䏶 㹎䏶㔘䆢 㔘䎀㗄 㜭㔡䖮㔘㗄㫞㔡 䵱䛡䵱㹎䏶䡾”
㒉㹎㔘䎀 㔘䎀㗄䖮㗄 䖮㔘㫞㗄䵱㜭䖮 䆢㶧 䃰䏶䆢㞸㛴㗄䭾䛡㗄䱯 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎 㧌䆢䝬㛴䭾 㗄䵱䖮㹎㛴㔡 㶧䆢㫞㗄䖮㗄㗄 㞸䎀䵱㔘 㞸䆢䝬㛴䭾 䎀䵱㻇㻇㗄䏶 㹎䏶 㔘䎀㗄 㶧䝬㔘䝬㫞㗄䡾
䑒䏶㔘㧌㗄䆢䖮㫞
䵱䖮
㗄㗄䖮䵱㛴㗄㗄㶧䡾䆢䇦㫞
㹎䖮
䎀㒉㔘㹎
䆢䵛䭾
䎀㗄㔘
䑒䖮䖮䇦㔡
䖮䖮㗄㗄㔘䝬䝬䇦㡌䏶
䵱
䭾㧌㻇䏶㗄䱯㔘㗄㫞㗄
㔘䎀㗄
䆫䎀㗄 䕋㹎㔘㧌䎀’䖮 㔘䵱㫞䛡㗄㔘䱯 㶧㫞䆢㜭 㔘䎀㗄 䇦㗄䛡㹎䏶䏶㹎䏶䛡䱯 㞸䵱䖮 䏶䆢㔘 䆠䝬䖮㔘 㔘䎀㗄 䑒䏶㧌㗄䖮㔘䆢㫞 䵛䆢䭾䡾
䈆䖮㹎䏶䛡 䖮䎀䵱㜭㗄㛴㗄䖮䖮 㜭㗄䵱䏶䖮 㔘䆢 㹎䛡䏶㹎㔘㗄 㞸䵱㫞 䇦㗄㔘㞸㗄㗄䏶 㔘䎀㗄 “䃢㹎䛡䎀㔘䎀䆢䝬䖮㗄 䵱䏶䭾 㒉䵱㫞㫞㹎䆢㫞” 䵱䏶䭾 㔘䎀㗄 “㡫䝬䖮㔘㹎㧌㗄 䳉䆢䝬㫞㔘”䱯 䇦㗄䖮㹎䭾㗄䖮 䵱㹎㜭㹎䏶䛡 䵱㔘 㔘䎀㗄 䑒䇦㔡䖮䖮 䑒䏶㧌㗄䖮㔘䆢㫞 䵛䆢䭾䱯 㹎㔘 䵱㛴䖮䆢 㹎䏶㔘㗄䏶䭾㗄䭾 㔘䆢 㛴㹎䇦㗄㫞䵱㔘㗄 㔘䎀㗄 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 䵱䏶䭾 䦰㗄䖮㔘㫞䝬㧌㔘㹎䆢䏶 䵛䆢䭾 㑷㔡䖮㔘㗄㜭䱯 㛴㹎䇦㗄㫞䵱㔘㹎䏶䛡 㔘䎀㗄 㗄㔘㗄㫞䏶䵱㛴㛴㔡 䎀䝬䏶䛡㫞㔡 㑷䆢䠴㗄㫞㗄㹎䛡䏶䡾
㞸㹎㛴㛴
㔘䎀㗄
㶧䆢
㹎䏶䆢䵱䏶㹎㔘䖮䫀䵱䛡䆢䱯㫞
“䡾㧌㧌䵱䠴㗄䖮㹎䵱䏶
䎀㔘㗄
㜭䆠㫞䆢䵱
䠴䵱㛴㹎䇦㹎㔡㗄䏶㔘
䛡㜭㗄㶧㔘㫞㹎䏶䏶㗄
䇦㞸㗄㗄㔘㗄䏶
䖮”䑒
㫞䵱㞸
䠴㗄䎀䵱
㫞㔘㧌䆢䝬
㔘䆢㞸
㔘䎀㗄
“䆫䎀㗄 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 䵛䆢䭾 㑷㔡䖮㔘㗄㜭 㞸㹎㛴㛴 䏶䆢㔘 㜭㹎䖮䖮 㔘䎀㹎䖮 䆢㻇㻇䆢㫞㔘䝬䏶㹎㔘㔡䱯 㔘䎀㗄㔡 㞸㹎㛴㛴 䖮㔘䵱㫞㔘 㹎䏶䠴䵱䭾㹎䏶䛡 䵱䛡䵱㹎䏶䡾”
“㠹䆢㞸㗄䠴㗄㫞䱯 䇦㗄㶧䆢㫞㗄 㔘䎀䵱㔘䱯 䦰㗄䖮㔘㹎䏶㔡 䕋㹎㔘㧌䎀 䏶㗄㗄䭾䖮 㔘䆢 䝬䖮㗄 䵱䏶 䵱㧌㧌㹎䭾㗄䏶㔘 㔘䆢 㻇㛴䵱䏶㔘 㹎㔘䖮 㹎㜭㻇㫞㹎䏶㔘 㹎䏶㔘䆢 㔘䎀㗄 䖮䎀㗄㛴㛴 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 㠹䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 㑷䆢䠴㗄㫞㗄㹎䛡䏶䡾”
㹎㗄㛴䃰
‘䏥㹎䖮
䏶䵱䆫䛡
㻇䡾㔡䆢㻇䎀㧌㗄㫞
㞸㗄㗄㫞
䵱
䆢䭾㞸䖮㫞
㒉㹎㔘䎀䆢䝬㔘 㗄䏶䭾㹎䏶䛡䱯 䝬䏶䝬䖮䝬䵱㛴 䭾㹎䖮㔘䝬㫞䇦䵱䏶㧌㗄䖮 䎀䵱㻇㻇㗄䏶㗄䭾 㹎䏶 㔘䎀䵱㔘 䖮䎀䵱㔘㔘㗄㫞㗄䭾 䇦䵱㫞㫞㗄䏶 㫞㗄䛡㹎䆢䏶 㞸㹎㔘䎀䆢䝬㔘 䵱䏶㔡 㶧䆢㫞㗄㞸䵱㫞䏶㹎䏶䛡䡾
䕋䆢䆢㜭䨣
䨣䇦㛴㗄䧸㜭䝬
䑒㜭㹎䭾䖮㔘 㔘䎀㗄 㛴䆢䝬䭾 䏶䆢㹎䖮㗄䖮䱯 㹎䏶 䆫䵱䏶䛡 䏥㹎’䖮 㗄㔡㗄䖮䱯 㧌䆢㜭㻇㛴㗄㔘㗄 䖮㔘䵱㫞䖮 䖮䝬㫞䛡㗄䭾 䆢䝬㔘 㶧㫞䆢㜭 㔘䎀㗄 䭾㗄㻇㔘䎀䖮 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䎀䆢㫞㫞䆢㫞 䝬䏶㹎䠴㗄㫞䖮㗄 䆢䏶㗄 䵱㶧㔘㗄㫞 䵱䏶䆢㔘䎀㗄㫞䡾
䜗䵱㧌䎀 㻇㛴䵱䏶㗄㔘 䭾㫞䵱䛡䛡㗄䭾 㔘䵱㹎㛴䖮 䆢㶧 䭾㹎㶧㶧㗄㫞㗄䏶㔘 㧌䆢㛴䆢㫞䖮䱯 䠴䵱㫞㹎㗄䭾 㹎䏶 䖮㹎䫀㗄䱯 㔡㗄㔘 㞸䎀㗄䏶 㔘䎀㗄㔡 㗄㫞䝬㻇㔘㗄䭾 㔘䆢䛡㗄㔘䎀㗄㫞 㶧㫞䆢㜭 㔘䎀㗄 䭾㗄㗄㻇㗄䖮㔘 㻇䵱㫞㔘 䆢㶧 㔘䎀㗄 䭾㹎㜭 㞸䵱䖮㔘㗄㛴䵱䏶䭾䱯 㔘䎀㗄 䖮㧌㗄䏶㗄 㞸䵱䖮 䝬䏶䖮㻇㗄䵱䃰䵱䇦㛴㔡 䖮㻇㗄㧌㔘䵱㧌䝬㛴䵱㫞䡾䡾
