Chapter 224 – Chapter 224: Hypnosis App 1
In fact, the case of 80 years ago was not solved!
There is a third magic circle left in the city!
The doomsdayists have re-emerged using the magic circle!
It is a story of foaming at the blood pressure that the parties involved in the incident heard 80 years ago.
If it wasn’t for the Constellation that brought up the story, I’d probably have nothing to say even if I was beaten up.
It is true that Admiral Yi Sun-sin defeated 133 ships from people on the continent, but
In fact, it’s like claiming that the Japanese army stole 50 ships and infiltrated ninjas into Joseon.
Or a conspiracy theorist who says the SS survived and infiltrated the Pentagon?
It is a mix of claims from insane conspiracy theorists to defamation of historical heroes.
“Yeah, sure, no materials were found.”
“Didn’t the city bastards steal it for use in the restoration project?”
“The most prominent of the materials is gold ingots, which weigh hundreds of kilograms,” He said.
“Sir Baal…”
An old woman wears and scratches her head.
Reconstruction industry in a city whose buildings have been destroyed by alien monsters.
Hundreds of kg of gold ingots and various offerings buried in the city.
Ten constellations were attached to one of the small towns in the rear.
It would be more amazing if you steal it without being caught by the incarnation and the constellation.
“Aren’t there any bitches with full back pockets?”
“The Libra of gentle trades came to restore the city, and the Lighthouse clears the sea fog to find any remnants that may remain.”
“Then it’s true that there is no stolen bitch.”
“That’s because the two Constellations claiming to be the Guardians of the Continent can’t be a corrupted Constellation hiding their identities.”
“Indeed, rather than assuming that the two of them are corrupt constellations, the fact that they couldn’t find the magic circle is more hopeful.”
A burning tyrant with an upturned eye has driven a space battleship for post-processing.
The apocalypseists drew a stroke in history, and all the gazes of the constellations and incarnations gathered.
In the meantime, someone stole the magic items left by the apocalypse for self-interest?
Hundreds of kilograms of gold bars mean several tons when including other items?
Who would secretly siphon off a large quantity of goods that would be enough to fill several warehouses for ten Constellations?
It’s not that it’s impossible because there’s a lot of stuff, it’s that constellations and incarnations with a lot of temper are the problem.
Rather, it is more realistic that it was spent making the magic circle, and that the magic circle was not found.
“… Prepare the magic circle, go straight to the city.”
“Captain, are you going to go yourself?”
“I’m not going to make a big move. Just pick a few people who have had their heads checked by the Ministry of Defense.”
Svetlana’s team members are busy moving in an atmosphere that has become chilly in an instant.
If nothing happens, old people over 100 will just walk in vain
If there really is a magic circle, at least 100,000 people will die.
Svetlana and her team members run out of the dorm with a stiff expression on their faces.
With that majestic atmosphere and spirit, it’s like watching idols outside the door
I can see the guards, who were looking forward to it, rolling their tails and sneaking away.
“And-“
“What else do you have left?”
“Ummm, it has nothing to do with Svetlana.”
A scene where war heroes run away from the Constellation’s quarters.
I turn my head away from the outside where people’s attention is focused and the buzz begins
The shepherd leading the electric sheep, who looked at me needlessly serious, continued.
“Last time, we need to verify the sex we learned from you and the elf.”
Again, that wasn’t a valid opinion.
Fuck.
Listening to the story of the shepherd leading the electric sheep, you can roughly understand the situation.
In the previous life on Earth, the KKK gang tortured and raped black people.
Just as ISIS kidnapped unbelievers and used them as child soldiers and sex slaves.
The apocalypse bastards from the North Continent were also trafficking.
If you roughly divide the actions of the apocalypse, you can see it like this.
The first is behavior based on pessimism.
This world is a dirty world and our lives are ugly and painful
The logic that there is no progress or development in the future of human beings, and meeting the end is neat.
The second is the behavior mixed with the ideology of the chosen people.
They are prophets and seers who know that the world is dirty and ugly
The logic that their group is superior to the citizens who do not believe in the apocalypse.
Terrorism targeting Constellations and Incarnations is to wish for the destruction of the continent through pessimism.
In the meantime, the method of selecting victims of terrorism is based on the supremacy of the chosen people.
Why did I come up with such a lengthy explanation—
“The sex they showed me is something I haven’t seen in most media or in my sex education.”
“I guess so.”
“The way one side inflicts pain unilaterally… Why?”
It’s because these bastards, no bitches, kept their lower legs loose.
Watching the apocalypse organization, you came to see the sex scenes of those bastards.
Of course, it couldn’t have been normal and wholesome sex.
That’s right, the information I got when I was interrogating a criminal, can’t it be sound?
Of course, the story of me and the giant tree that does not wither
Sex that I haven’t seen even in 2D media that has quite a bit of abnormal sexual desire.
No, I think I know what happened when I see him openly talking about pain.
It must have been mixed with terrible things such as violent torture beyond the scope of SM.
‘Fuck it…, I’m sorry for the fucking…’
Oppressive rape without affection for an inferior breed.
There, sexual assault and sexual torture beyond sexual intercourse.
I don’t know how to make you understand this.
In this case, there is only one correct answer.
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“Is that why you came looking for me?”
“Because I don’t know how to explain it.”
You come to me suddenly and ask for an embarrassing request
The giant tree that does not wither just smiles slightly and serves tea.
After all, she should be called an elf sister, except for the occasional weird thing, she is really benevolent.
‘She’s a little sister on the outside, after all. It seems that the appearance of the two has changed.’
If you look at her slender body and slender arms and legs, she has the image of a national little sister no matter how well she treats her.
Of course, now that she’s turned into her elf her, I’m just a little bit smaller than her her.
Looking at her tall stature and sullen face her, she is the most mature of all, a shepherd leading electric sheep.
She was now asking about the ahegao of the man who had her shot with that serious face.
It’s like this fucking world where men and women are reversed.
Injecting a man with drugs mixed with estrus
Digging the prostate and forcing ejaculation
I didn’t want to hear such dirty sex crime cases.
“Uh… What the hell did he see?”
“Criminal Records of the Apocalypse 80 Years Ago.”
“Why?”
The giant tree, who laughed softly at the cruel story and never withered, is started.
That’s right, a constellation like a child who received sex education not too long ago because he didn’t know how to have sex
She’s surprised when she comes back a few days later and asks about the drug rape and snuff film.
“Mmm, and.”
“Are there any more?”
“Why do men in the North Continent obey when they show their smartphone screens?”
What is this again
Didn’t the story suddenly take a wild turn in drugs and torture?
The same goes for the giant tree that does not wither when it turns its head in bewilderment.
Our eyes met like a scene from a cartoon, and we looked forward again.
Did you collect information in a lucid dream and raise the terminal level?
She recreates the situation by floating a small hologram on her palm.
A screen unfolds in her palm, and her eyes her shoot images like beam projectors.
“Mmm, I think it’s quicker to show you this.”
Appearing on the palm of your hand is a fat woman with red hair.
That level of obesity in a world overflowing with handsome and beautiful women.
She saw a warm-hearted uncle and aunt from the side of the wizards, but
That one was overweight, to the point that if someone kicked her, it would roll sideways.
Such a woman is playing with her smart phone while smiling ominously.
The way he taps the screen hard with his chubby crab sausage-like fingers.
Even the giant tree, which did not wither, peeked its head into the realistic hologram.
“Previously, when I was teaching, didn’t I say that the media I saw were made up of delusions?”
“Right?”
An incubus that replaces a woman’s love juice with magical power,
Like an incubus that sets up a honeymoon with the first contractor,
Like an incubus harem clinging to a girl with magical qualities.
I thought that some guy’s manga site had more than half of the incubus stuff.
I said, ‘Are you dreamers like this too?’ To her question
I just answered by purifying the phrase “Don’t talk nonsense” A lot.
“But the doomsday cadres were still using smartphones and hypnosis apps 80 years ago.”
A red-haired overweight woman holds up her smartphone screen, not a folder phone.
After seeing the unfamiliar machine, the curious men turned their faces
Looking at the pattern spinning on the screen, I am confusedly drooping.
‘What the fuck.’
What happens after that is nothing more than the distasteful lewd behavior of the Year of the Pig.
In other words, fornication, which can only be seen in hypnosis, took place in real life.
To be exact, in the small town on the North Continent we saw 80 years ago.
Does a hypnosis app using a magic circle even exist?
