The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

He... how could he have a mother.

Who the hell left this behind? It was like a prank.

Or was it really the mother in his memory who crossed the barrier of the world and sent that deep yearning to him?

If so, then this gift is truly precious.

The doctor returned to the room.Looking at his notebook.

He tried to write on it again.

Are you there?

……

Naturally, there was no response this time.

Ownership of the monstrous blackthorn has returned to him.

He can no longer see the monster who claims to be his mother.

Or, that mother was her imagination.

Who knows.

The doctor only felt that his thoughts were so chaotic that his nerves were blocked, and he just wanted to sleep sleepily.

He thought so, and fell on the bed.

Before closing his eyes, his last gaze fell on the table.

Neither the notebook with secrets nor the diary with missing pages was closed.

After that, there is a deep and difficult to recall darkness.

……

……

The Emperor and Yisi sat in the square at the gate of the community, looking in the direction of the doctor's house.

The bright red light on Yisi's helmet finally returned to normal, he said to the emperor next to him.

"Looks like white won."

"Well, I can tell." The emperor pushed his sunglasses, then stretched.

"I didn't expect to see it for so long. Those things on the doctor are really amazing."

"...But, what is that black one?" Ice said, only feeling puzzled.

They followed them last night and saw the white spot of light fall into the doctor's house, and then in the special field of vision that Iss could see, two rays of light appeared at the same time, one black and one white.

The two forces were intertwined and mixed, and finally the powerless black light disappeared without a trace.

Then the white ones also disappeared.

The emperor speculated on this.

"The black one... should be what I told you before, the god who loves this child."

"Yeah." Ice nodded, still looking up in the direction of the doctor's house.

"And the white one should be the same god." The emperor looked at the communicator, and there was a new message on it.

"...Oh, according to the news from the frontline reporters, it's still a god from Antarctica."

The fat penguin muttered something like this, and then exchanged glances with Iss next to him.

"Isn't that my mother's home? There is still a god in that place?"

"……how could I know."

Iss has never been to Antarctica, so how does he know if there are gods there.

Anyway, I am a divinely favored person of Lateran, and the god of Snow Mountain seems to have awakened a while ago.

Yan Country's... that one has been running around all the time, never stopping to make trouble.

Syracuse originally had a god, or an equivalent existence.

Later... I listened to the God of my own family.

Eaten by the Gray Wolf King.

……

In Antarctica, a person who looks like a snow girl stepped out of the ice and snow.

Hair as white as snowflakes, orchid eyes like ice, and thin white clothes.

She looked up at the top of her head, at the sky.

His gaze continued to rise until he saw a guy rushing towards him like a furious hen.

so annoying.

He stretched out his hand indifferently, and sent a blow to that shameless guy.

But it obviously had no effect, and it seemed to irritate the other party even more.

After watching in silence for a while, she understood that it would take some time before the other party came here.

Then sleep a little longer.

The last time I fought with you was like this. You were seriously injured and I was unconscious.

Unexpectedly, he was still sneaking over now.

What exactly are you trying to do?

After thoroughly checking where she was now, she made sure that there was no remnant of the opponent's power here, so she used some tricks to hide this world.

This should allow for a more restful sleep.

She thought so and lay down on the ground.

The thick snow buried most of her body.

Remember when you were fighting with each other, you heard that guy shouting something?

Give me my baby back?

Ha, how ridiculous.

I admit, this is the funniest joke I've heard in a long time.

As an absolutely immortal being, you will have no children.

I won't have kids either.

Everything is subject to destruction.your beloved.child.

He will also gradually wither under the washing of time.

Maybe you can keep your body unchanged and your mind not dull.

However, he will slowly get tired of the present.

Tired of living a life that seems to change every day.

Unchanging time.

This is the torture that belongs to you and me, and no one can offset this loneliness.

Even mutual contact is just the meeting of two completely different beings.

We are born alone.

rooted in essence.

Therefore, sleep is the most important thing.

Escape, for everything, has its own effect.

A Melumbu is out for inspection today.

Maybe she'll be able to find a surprise.

……

The doctor wakes up at night.He slept peacefully and comfortably this time.

But, he knows.

No one will close the diary for themselves after falling asleep.

-

In order not to send a knife, I stayed up all night and split it up.

The result is what it is now, let’s not go up or down.

Forget it, no more sudden death from sleep.

good night

Eight needles, I am coming to you, please wait where you are, and wait for me to love you

On the day before arriving in Colombia, the pardoner fell into a coma inexplicably in the dilapidated armored vehicle.

Fortunately, Liz was not affected.

As for this car, they chatted carefully and paid a certain amount of currency in exchange for a ride along the way.

If conflicts can be avoided, then they will not be deliberately provoking trouble.

In addition to the driver, there are also some fully equipped armed personnel on board.

However, those equipments have not appeared since then, and they should be hidden.

The driver of the car spit out a smoke ring out of the car window with a melancholy expression.

This time I came out to perform some less visible tasks, but fortunately there were no casualties.

But unexpectedly, when I came back, I met two travelers who wanted to take a ride.

Naturally, he knows.

No one else should be in this car.

They are carrying out covert missions, and if they are discovered, it is likely to bring disadvantages to their superiors.

Especially the other directors in the company, those guys are getting more and more shameless.

Even if he is a driver who only knows how to drive and doesn't understand those twists and turns, he can imagine:

The boss's competitors will never let go of any opportunity to bite off a piece of meat from others with their foul mouths.

In fact, he also knows that his boss is not a good person either.

In this real world, no one can be a purely good person.

If you want to get it, you have to lose it first.

Exchange conscience for benefits, use lies as bargaining chips, and use the balance of pros and cons as a means of survival.

Maybe it's not that serious, but he doesn't know what the big men at the top think.

Although those are hateful, they are all powerful people.

If he could read those people's minds, he wouldn't just be a driver here.

He only knows that his boss treats him very well.

The boss has never treated his subordinates badly, following him will have meat to eat, and he will treat you as a human being.

that's enough.

Compared with those big shots who won't even look at you, the middle-aged driver still prefers his current boss, he is chic, heroic and extraordinary.

He respects his lovable boss, and he loves his own life.

Normal people know that outsiders cannot find out about carrying out secret missions, let alone bringing two complete strangers with them like this.