Chapter 258 – Chapter 258: Checkpoint 4
Was it that people’s eyes were so burdensome?
Living in the modern society of the 21st century, I felt that I was used to people’s eyes.
I’ve never stood in front of thousands or tens of thousands of people like celebrities or Internet broadcasters.
There are many times when the eyes of the streets have gathered because of his large size and stern face.
After the nuclear destruction of the world, because of the strong body that can be counted in the underground
When negotiating, I received various attention as a folding screen that threatens others or as a battle commander.
The desperate look on the verge of death, filled with negative emotions such as fear, resignation, and resentment.
Empty eyes that deny reality while spitting out bloody phlegm as their breath stops.
“Wow… Your clothes, your clothes are really pretty, Constellation.”
“Yes, thank you, Yeji.”
Gazes with a different feeling from those sloppy gazes pour from all directions.
At this point, I respect celebrities who go wild in front of dozens of cameras and tens of thousands of people.
Even our incarnations who are sitting right next to me are watching my slap rather than the game.
In the arena, a psychic and a shaman who summons swamps and vines fight bloody battles.
Perhaps more than half of the audience is in a situation where their attention is focused on me, who is sometimes reflected on the screen.
People who overturned the hard floor and turned their heads to where the roots of trees the size of subways came up.
Of course, it doesn’t matter because the two women in the final were burning with fighting spirit right before the duel by looking at my face.
The content of planting magic power in the source to aim for metamorphosis has somehow turned into a ‘reward for one night’, but
Looking at the appearance of the two running amok, smashing the stadium, it seemed that it wouldn’t be too bad.
‘How is this town proportional to talent and looks?’
Aside from the fact that there are no ugly people even if you look around the bleachers
It’s no joke to see two women fighting bloody battles in the arena.
If it wasn’t for the bloody fights, I would have thought they were actresses.
I’m thinking about this and that, so there’s no such thing as the second terror of the apocalypse
The game ends when the psychic is driven into the ground by a large rocky grip called by the shaman.
No matter how much you regenerate, if your footing becomes a swamp, you will inevitably sink.
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The shaman from the Southern Continent, seen up close, was a Latin beauty with black hair.
She has light brown skin with bright aura, thick red lips, and green eyes.
Right after the match, her voluptuous body was revealed through the tattered feather robes.
Such a beautiful woman was revealing her her desires in front of me without the exhilaration of her battle her.
“Congratulations on winning, Emma.”
“Thank you, Constellation.”
While the psychic who climbed up from the swamp swallowed his anger and went to wash up
The winner of the event, a woman named Emma, and I stood side by side in front of the camera holding the trophy.
Neither I, nor Emma, nor the audience cared about this golden and jeweled trophy.
Not just this beauty shaman looking at me with glowing eyes right in front of her eyes
Among the spectators, what incarnations with various auras such as magic expect are not trophies, but the power of dream horses.
It is the ability that allows swordsmen and animal messengers to be strengthened in a way unique to the dreamer, to the point of metamorphosis.
An ornate trophy encrusted with solid gold?
Hwashin, who proudly ranks first in the duel at the academy, wouldn’t be very impressed.
For an incarnation of that level, the honor of being number one is more important than material things.
“Can you use this trophy as a sacrifice?”
“Yes?! I can use it, but of course I will keep it well.”
He handed the trophy in front of the camera, patted her on the shoulder and whispered a few words before leaving.
There are a few people who are outraged when a trophy and a shaman appear on the screen instead of my face.
The tournament from the academy, which started so haphazardly, ended safely after many twists and turns.
Normally, I would lie in the corner of my room and fall in love with my smartphone, but not today.
Saving this dress up mode in a dream in the hallway and changing into comfortable clothes
It was because Lee Ha-rin, who was watching the finals together, secretly showed her torch.
‘Yeah, it’s a mess. I’ll have to look elsewhere for a few days.’
The madness of man, which began with sex and ended with sex, was there.
There are hundreds of comments praising the suit on the article analyzing the shaman’s swamp.
In the commentary on the mechanism of regenerative ability, only the word dreamer punch was plastered with thousands of words.
Constellations, dreams, suits, makeup, sex, clips… A flood of words that don’t complete a sentence.
At this point, the comment might have been written like an excited orangutan pressing a button.
As a result, there was no such thing as the usual funny humor posts.
But these bastards, are you doing this even though you know that the manager here is Lee Ha-rin, my incarnation.
In the end, I couldn’t overcome my curiosity and secretly took out my smartphone from my sweatpants.
✪ Mong?Sec?Ma?S? [3887]
✪ Suit fit shoulder vs sleeve [4981]
✪ Sex?Mong?S?Ma? [1428]
✪ Final summary.Gif [2432]
A feast of madness that even the electronic spirits can’t help but be frightened of.
An old-fashioned A.I. That picks out only banned words. Instead, an electronic spirit from the future
It learns human knowledge and based on that, it presses down with firepower even though it is being censored.
Aren’t you being too sincere in covering the dreamer sex by suppressing the censorship of the electronic spirit?
In the meantime, I saw a few articles that seemed sincere, so I typed in the title of the final summary, but
In the article, there was only a gif that extracted only the part of me in the VIP seat, not the psychic and the shaman.
When combined, the number of plastered comments is all plastered with sex, so it makes me dizzy.
In addition, recommendations for AV product numbers based on the concept of suits, recommendations for adult magazines that appear in suits, etc.
There were many terrible photos that forced us to feel that the world was reversed between men and women.
I didn’t want to know about recommended AV videos that focus the video on the man’s crotch.
“Constellation, a guest has arrived…”
“Let it in.”
As we return to the dorm and pass the time, we hear a knocking sound.
Seeing the envy that can’t be hidden from the slack tail of the beastman guard
It was immediately clear that the guest was not a person from the academy, but the winner, the shaman.
She enters, changing into a comfortable outfit in place of her eagle-like feathered robe.
Instead of the shabby clothes typical of shamans, thin, comfortable everyday wear that fits snugly to the body.
Thanks to that, the pelvic line that is not affected by the body of the dreamer is revealed.
Well, I’m the only one who cares about the female hips line.
“Oh, how are you!”
“Why is it like seeing it for the first time?”
Even if you’re the winner of the tournament, entering the room of a male constellation is a bit nerve-wracking.
I don’t think I’m a worm without experience with men at all, but I’m sure it’s my first time with a Constellation.
All I would do, of course, was to lay her on her bed and touch her her source her.
I shake her hand and call her to her bed her in her room her.
There’s no particular reason, and it’s a bit out of shape to lie down on the sofa in the living room.
I walked slowly with all kinds of expectations, but surprisingly, there were few strict expectations.
‘Do shamans have something similar to metamorphosis?’
It is said that when the Murim people attain enlightenment, they become stronger.
As a shaman, she can expect such a spiritual realization.
If you think about the source, doesn’t it feel more like a shaman than a Moorim person?
“Well then, thank you.”
“Yes, close your eyes and accept the magic.”
Then, the sorcerer fell asleep on his own before I could press his eyelids with magic power.
It was such a rapid sleep that I wondered if there was a way to sleep in the training method.
So, I used the magical power I had moved and headed straight into her unconscious.
When the sight that had turned round came back, what I saw in front of me was an incredibly large tree.
‘The world tree…, No.’
Unlike the world tree with straight branches protruding through the wall of my room
It was a branch of a vine that grew haphazardly with moss like you would see in a tropical rain forest.
Judging by the fact that the root of the tree was summoned in the final match earlier, is that tree used?
In a way, it’s like imitating an elf with magic, that is, a giant tree that doesn’t wither.
“Who are you?”
“…Hi?”
I was looking round and round at the big tree nestled in the source.
With a rustling sound, a woman climbs down a vine from a tree.
Black hair, green eyes and thick red lips.
Emma, the sorceress who had met her face five minutes ago, seemed a little younger.
They had almost the same face, but they were a bit shorter and their bodies were a bit slender.
There, naked.
‘Do shamans originally train like this to get closer to nature?’
That’s why I expected that there would be someone in the source.
Didn’t even Song Ye-na practice swordsmanship with her teacher in the source?
The reason I was surprised was that as soon as she appeared, she looked at me and started talking to me.
The sword that cuts through the bridle made of Yena Song and her memories her in the unconscious her didn’t even see me.
Because the naked girl with her breasts exposed looked at me unconsciously and spoke to me.
Shamans say they communicate with the spirits of Mother Nature, so do dreamers count as such spirits?
“Who is your brother?”
“I, um, came to see this tree.”
“Really?!”
That’s that, like a monkey, the girl jumps down from that high branch and hugs me.
I know now because of the skin-to-skin feel, but why am I naked?
