I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2153: 2152: Break Through the Hundred Thousand Paths, Defeat the Brahma Demon Great Emperor
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Capítulo 2153: Chapter 2152: Break Through the Hundred Thousand Paths, Defeat the Brahma Demon Great Emperor
At this moment, many people began to watch the battle here.
Of course, no one dared to get close, as the aftermath of Xu Zimei and the Brahma Demon Great Emperor’s battle could completely annihilate this place.
Unless they no longer wished to live.
Most of these people still used the Mirror of Space and Time or various means to monitor the situation here.
Moreover, the scope of this grand battle was widely spread.
More and more eyes were gathered on this spot.
Only the two at the center of the vortex, Xu Zimei and the Brahma Demon Great Emperor, were unconcerned.
“Let’s do it here,” the Brahma Demon Great Emperor said, looking at the empty desert around.
With a wave of her hand, two items appeared in the void.
One was a Buddhist relic.
The other was a white bone.
This white bone was not ordinary; it wasn’t even from a living creature.
This was the Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds.
Whenever the Brahma Demon Great Emperor killed someone, she would extract a heart bone from them.
And then fuse them into one.
Since achieving mastery, the Brahma Demon Great Emperor had slain countless people and fused numerous bones.
Finally, crafting the white bone in her hand.
“Too much killing intent,” Xu Zimei said indifferently, gazing at the Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds.
“I don’t mind things with intense killing intent, but such things harm oneself before harming others.”
Upon hearing this, the Brahma Demon Great Emperor smiled lightly.
She then produced the Buddha relic.
It was precisely because the Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds had too much killing intent that it required the Buddha relic for suppression.
At this moment, the Buddha relic was directly embedded at the top of the Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds.
Buddhist light and Demonic Qi erupted simultaneously.
The Demonic Qi was naturally stronger, carried by the Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds, while the Buddhist light was but a small piece.
Gathered above, flickering unsteadily.
Facing him, Xu Zimei also held the Tyrant Shadow in his hand.
The Tyrant Shadow had accompanied him through all kinds of existence and risks.
He was no longer just weapon-wielder; it was like a part of himself.
The Brahma Demon Great Emperor took the lead, wielding the Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds.
“Boom!”
An endless flood of Demonic Qi roared forth.
Xu Zimei also wielded Demonic Qi throughout his long blade, deeper and more profound Demonic Qi clashing.
In truth, the battles between mighty warriors are often straightforward.
In each blade, each sword, each punch, each palm, there’s the power of the Great Dao.
Maybe in a few breaths, hundreds of moves flash, leaving one dazzled and overwhelmed.
The endless clash of Tyrant Shadow and Evil Bone of Ten Myriad Worlds.
The void was constantly exploding.
Even the desert was left with countless large and small pits.
In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged moves tens of thousands of times.
Yet neither hurried for victory or defeat.
Victory among the mighty is hard to obtain quickly.
Secondly, their battle wasn’t for such a purpose.
Both aimed to refine their own paths, to gain clearer understanding and enlightenment of the Great Dao.
Using others as a mirror, one can discern gains and losses.
This was the optimal battle.
After several hundred rounds, neither had the upper hand.
Xu Zimei continued practicing his self-created blade techniques.
“One Slash to Shatter the Cosmos,”
“One Slash to Slay Ten Thousand Immortals,”
“One Cut Sun Annihilation,”
“One Slash Origin Rise,”
Some blade forms were self-created earlier when his realm wasn’t as high as now.
Now, revisiting them, he found many flaws, which he corrected and practiced further.
The Brahma Demon Great Emperor was similar.
The Buddhist strength and Demonic Qi around her constantly merged in attacks, each attack enhancing her fusion of the two powers.
The scenes of their battles were grandiose.
The entire desert was overturned, with dust swirling into a sandstorm.
“So this is the battle of the strong,” someone among the spectators muttered.
“I know the Brahma Demon Great Emperor is strong, but who is that suddenly appearing person, equally strong?”
“There are many strong in the world, certainly some you’ve never heard of. But who do you think will win?”
The crowd buzzed with discussion, some believing the Brahma Demon Great Emperor would win, others siding with Xu Zimei.
……
In the desert, Xu Zimei and the Brahma Demon Great Emperor’s battle had reached peak intensity.
The power of the Great Dao around him grew exceedingly immense and mighty.
The Ten Thousand Paths seemed insufficient.
Xu Zimei aspired to comprehend the Hundred Thousand Paths.
The Brahma Demon Great Emperor was similarly sacred, like an incarnation of Buddho-Demonic power.
Whenever Xu Zimei sought to transcend the Hundred Thousand Paths, he felt something was missing.
This slight gap was like a chasm, unable to be jumped across.
With this, they battled from dawn to dusk.
From sunrise to sunset, an unyielding battle raging.
“Rumble, rumble.”
From this day onwards, the land within a thousand-mile radius was never calm.
The explosions sounded like continuous Heavenly Thunder.
One day, two days, even a week, two weeks.
No one expected their battle to last an entire month.
Neither rested or held back.
Both fought all out, even Xu Zimei felt weary.
On a certain day a month later.
Xu Zimei reached the limit.
With a “boom,”
The power of the Great Dao around him exploded like roaring waves, a mighty river.
Suddenly erupted.
Like a balloon at its limit, expanding then bursting.
Xu Zimei’s Ten Thousand Paths finally advanced to the Hundred Thousand Paths.
This advancement wasn’t a simple addition.
He entered another realm of the Great Dao.
Firstly, his use of Great Dao power became more extensive and precise.
Besides that, every pore seemed to enjoy the Great Dao’s refinement from inside out.
But it didn’t stop there; Xu Zimei’s understanding of the heavens and the world deepened.
The Divine Continent within him evolved continuously.
With each advancement, the Divine Continent grew, and its strong ones became stronger.
As the Creator, he directly influenced the world’s limits.
……
After reaching the Hundred Thousand Paths, Xu Zimei’s power reached a new level.
Initially evenly matched with the Brahma Demon Great Emperor, he now could knock her away with a single slash.
Feeling this surge of power, Xu Zimei became increasingly fascinated by it.
“I lost,” the Brahma Demon Great Emperor admitted willingly.
But she didn’t feel disheartened; for those of their level, a loss or win made little difference.
The importance lay in the gains from this battle.
Her newfound understanding of the Buddho-Demonic power fusion.
This benefited her greatly.
Sufficient to occupy her for a long time.
䶅㭼㪘䞶䞶䊜㹉㪘䘺㜫㝢䣮
䔧㪘䊜
盧
魯
擄
櫓
盧
㪘㕮䊨
㭼㜫㝢㪘䪀䪀䊨㪘䘺㮡
盧
櫓
老
蘆
㕮䱷䊨
櫓
䔧㝢㺶
䦚䊨㓙㝢㭼㺶䊨 䔧㕮㝢㪘 䊨㝢㓙㕮 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨㜫 㓙䊜㜫㹉䶅䊨㕮䊨䞶㘿䊨㘿 䔧㝢㺶 䔧㕮㝢㪘 㪘䶅㭼䪀㮡 㜫㝢㪘㪘䊨䶅䊨㘿䣮
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䩘䶅㝢㺶㹉䊨㘿 㪘㕮䊨 䕄㭼䞶㘿䶅䊨㘿 䱷㕮䊜㭼㺶㝢䞶㘿 䤠㝢㪘㕮㺶䞑 䶅䊨㷫㭼䘺䶅䘺䞶䩘 㪘䘺㜫䊨 㪘䊜 䪀䊨㪘 㪘㕮䊨㜫 㺶䊨㪘㪘䪀䊨䣮
䶅䁈䊜
䘺䪀䪀㝢㮡䞑䘺䶅㜫䛾
䞶䊨㪘䊜䞶䘺䶅㝢㪘䩘䘺
䊨䘺㯰䘺䣮㪘㺶㞮㝢䪀
㜫䊨䘺㪘
䪀䊜㺶㝢
㪘䊜
㕮䘺㺶
㕮䊨㪘
䤠䊨䶅㕮㝢㹉㺶 䞶䊨䘺㪘㕮䊨䶅 㓙㝢䶅䊨㘿 㝢㞮䊜㭼㪘 䩭䘺㓙㪘䊜䶅㮡 䊜䶅 㘿䊨䁈䊨㝢㪘䞑 㞮㭼㪘 䁈䊜䶅 㪘㕮䊨 䊜㭼㪘㺶䘺㘿䊨 䊜䞶䪀䊜䊜䡔䊨䶅㺶䞑 䘺㪘 䔧㝢㺶 㝢䞶 䊨㝢䶅㪘㕮䁻㺶㕮㝢㪘㪘䊨䶅䘺䞶䩘 䊨䩭䊨䞶㪘䣮
䱷㕮䊨 䦚䶅㝢㕮㜫㝢 䦳䊨㜫䊜䞶 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅 䔧㝢㺶 㘿䊨䁈䊨㝢㪘䊨㘿䣮
㪘㕮䊨
㺶㝢
㪘㕮䊨
䞶䘺
䱷㕮䘺㺶
䪀㺶䊜㝢
㪘䊨䶅䩘㺶㺶㪘䊜䞶
䱹㪘 㪘㕮䘺㺶 㪘䘺㜫䊨䞑 㜫㝢䞶㮡 㞮䊨䩘㝢䞶 䘺䞶䩭䊨㺶㪘䘺䩘㝢㪘䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䊨 㞮㝢㓙䡔䩘䶅䊜㭼䞶㘿 䊜䁈 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺䣮
㚮䊜㪘 䉲㭼㺶㪘 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㕮䘺㺶 䶅䊨㓙䊨䞶㪘 㪘䶅㝢㓙䊨㺶 䘺䞶 㪘㕮䊨 䦫㝢䩘䊨 㟡䪀㝢㜫䊨 䯲䘺䞶䩘㘿䊜㜫䞑 㞮㭼㪘 㝢䪀㺶䊜 㕮䘺㺶 㝢㓙㪘䘺䊜䞶㺶 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㕮䘺㺶 䁈䘺䶅㺶㪘 䊨䞶㪘䶅㮡 䘺䞶㪘䊜 㪘㕮䊨 䛕䊜䶅㪘㝢䪀 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶 䔧䊨䶅䊨 㭼䞶㓙䊜䩭䊨䶅䊨㘿䣮
䊨䘺㺶䘺㜫㐠’
㕮䊨㪘
㪘䵡’㺶
㪘䊜
䘺㪘㺶㕮
㪘䊜
㝢䔧㺶
䊜䞶㪘䊨
㜫㝢䞶㪘㪘䘺䊜㹉䶅
㝢㪘㕮㪘
䖟㭼
䵡䞶㺶㪘㝢䞶㪘䪀㮡䞑 䊨䩭䊨䶅㮡䊜䞶䊨 䔧㝢㺶 㺶䘺䞶䩘䘺䞶䩘 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 㹉䶅㝢䘺㺶䊨㺶䣮
䕄䊨 䔧㝢㺶 㕮㝢䘺䪀䊨㘿 㝢㺶 㪘㕮䊨 㺶㪘䶅䊜䞶䩘䊨㺶㪘 䘺䞶 㪘㕮䊨 䛕䊜䶅㪘㝢䪀 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶䣮
䞶䘺
䁈䊜
䊜㪘
㪘䊨㕮
䱷䊨㕮
䊨㪘㕮
䱷㕮䊨 䊜䶅䘺䩘䘺䞶 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䘺㺶 㪘䘺㪘䪀䊨 䔧㝢㺶 㺶㭼䶅㹉䶅䘺㺶䘺䞶䩘䪀㮡 㝢㜫㭼㺶䘺䞶䩘䣮
䭗㪘䊨䶅䞶㝢䪀 䱹䞶㓙䘺䊨䞶㪘 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅 䔧㝢㺶 䘺䞶䘺㪘䘺㝢䪀䪀㮡 㝢 㪘䊨䶅㜫 䊜䁈 䶅䊨㺶㹉䊨㓙㪘 䁈䊜䶅 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䊜䞶 㪘㕮䊨 䇘㭼㝢䞶 䱗䊨䞶㪘䶅㝢䪀 䱗䊜䞶㪘䘺䞶䊨䞶㪘䣮
䶅㜫䊜䁈
㝢䞶㭼䇘
㝢
䊨㕮㪘
㪘䞶䊜䱗㪘䞶䘺䣮䊨䞶
㭼䦚㪘
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 䪀䊨㝢䶅䞶䘺䞶䩘 䊜䁈 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 㞮㝢㪘㪘䪀䊨 䔧䘺㪘㕮 㪘㕮䊨 䦚䶅㝢㕮㜫㝢 䦳䊨㜫䊜䞶 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅䞑 㕮䊨 䶅䊨㓙䊜䩘䞶䘺㯰䊨㘿 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㝢㪘 㝢 䩘䪀㝢䞶㓙䊨䣮
䱷㕮㭼㺶䞑 㪘㕮䊨 㪘䘺㪘䪀䊨 䊜䁈 䭗㪘䊨䶅䞶㝢䪀 䱹䞶㓙䘺䊨䞶㪘 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅 㺶㹉䶅䊨㝢㘿 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㕮䘺㺶 㜫䊜㭼㪘㕮䣮
㞮㭼㪘
㭼㝢䇘䞶
㪘䊨㕮
䘺䞶䊜㪘
㕮㪘䊨
䊜㞮㓙䘺䣮㮡㺶㭼䶅㪘
㝢䞶㮡䛕
㜫㪘䊜㺶
䱗䊜䞶䊨䞶䞶㪘䘺㪘
䶅䁈䊜㜫
䊜㪘
䞶䘺䊨㚮
䱷㕮䊨 䔧䊜䶅䪀㘿䩭䘺䊨䔧 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 㚮䘺䞶䊨 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶 䘺㺶 䩭㝢㺶㪘䞑 䊨䞶㪘䘺䶅䊨䪀㮡 㘿䘺䁈䁈䊨䶅䊨䞶㪘 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㪘㕮䊨 䇘㭼㝢䞶 䱗䊨䞶㪘䶅㝢䪀 䱗䊜䞶㪘䘺䞶䊨䞶㪘䣮
䲓䞶䪀㮡 㝢 䁈䊨䔧 䩘䶅䊨㝢㪘 䊨㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅㺶 䩘㝢䘺䞶䊨㘿 䞶䊜㪘䊜䶅䘺䊨㪘㮡䞑 䁈㝢䶅䘺䞶䩘 䶅䊨㝢㺶䊜䞶㝢㞮䪀㮡 䔧䊨䪀䪀䣮
㪘㕮䘺㺶
㪘㕮䊨
䊜㜫䁈䶅
㕮䊨㪘
䊜䊨㪘㺶㪘䩘䞶䶅㺶
㝢㭼䞶䇘
䖟㭼
䊨㪘㕮
䊨䘺㮡㺶㜫䪀䊨䞶㜫
䘺䞶
䊜䱗䞶䞶䞶䘺㪘㪘䊨
䔧㝢㺶
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 㝢䪀䪀䞑 㪘㕮䊨㮡 䔧䊨䶅䊨 㞮䊜㪘㕮 䩘䶅䊨㝢㪘 䊨㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅㺶 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㪘㕮䊨 䇘㭼㝢䞶 䱗䊨䞶㪘䶅㝢䪀 䱗䊜䞶㪘䘺䞶䊨䞶㪘䣮
㿜䞶䁈䊜䶅㪘㭼䞶㝢㪘䊨䪀㮡䞑 㪘㕮䊨 䩘㝢㹉 䔧㝢㺶 㪘䊜䊜 䩭㝢㺶㪘䣮
㭼㪘䊜䊜䩘㭼㕮㕮㪘䶅
㭼㞮㪘
䘺㺶䱷㕮
䊨㪘㕮
䊨㕮㪘
䁈䊜
㕮䊨㪘
㝢䔧㺶
㜫䁈䶅䊜
䞶㝢㜫䊨
㝢
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 㘿䊨䁈䊨㝢㪘䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䊨 䦚䶅㝢㕮㜫㝢 䦳䊨㜫䊜䞶 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅䞑 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㭼䞶㘿䊨䶅䔧䊨䞶㪘 㝢 㞮䶅䘺䊨䁈 㜫䊨㘿䘺㪘㝢㪘䘺䩭䊨 䶅䊨㪘䶅䊨㝢㪘䣮
䱷㕮䘺㺶 䶅䊨㪘䶅䊨㝢㪘 䔧㝢㺶 㪘䊜 㺶㭼㜫㜫㝢䶅䘺㯰䊨 㕮䘺㜫㺶䊨䪀䁈䞑 㺶䊨㪘㪘䪀䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䊨 䕄㭼䞶㘿䶅䊨㘿 䱷㕮䊜㭼㺶㝢䞶㘿 䤠㝢㪘㕮㺶䣮
䊨㕮
䶅㘿㝢䔧䶅䊨㪘䁈䞑䱹
㕮㪘䊨
䊜㪘
㚮䊨䱾㪘䞑 䞶㝢㪘㭼䶅㝢䪀䪀㮡䞑 䔧㝢㺶 㪘㕮䊨 䦚䪀㝢㯰䘺䞶䩘 㟡䪀㝢㜫䊨 䦫䊨㝢䪀㜫䣮
䱷㕮䊨 䦚䪀㝢㯰䘺䞶䩘 㟡䪀㝢㜫䊨 䦫䊨㝢䪀㜫 㝢䪀㺶䊜 㕮㝢㘿 䘺㪘㺶 䊜䔧䞶 䦳䊜㜫䘺䞶㝢㪘䊜䶅䣮
䱗㝢䞶㘿䪀䊨 䦳䶅㝢䩘䊜䞶 䔧㝢㺶 㪘㕮䊨 㘿䊜㜫䘺䞶㝢㪘䊜䶅 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 㟡䘺䶅䊨 䱷䶅䘺㞮䊨䞑 㝢㺶 㪘㕮䊨 䦚䪀㝢㯰䘺䞶䩘 㟡䪀㝢㜫䊨 䦫䊨㝢䪀㜫 䔧㝢㺶 䩘䊜䩭䊨䶅䞶䊨㘿 㞮㮡 㪘㕮䊨㜫䣮
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㕮㝢㘿 㕮䘺㺶 䊜䔧䞶 㭼䞶㘿䊨䶅㺶㪘㝢䞶㘿䘺䞶䩘 䊜䁈 䁈䪀㝢㜫䊨㺶䞑 㕮㝢䩭䘺䞶䩘 䶅䊨㓙䊨䘺䩭䊨㘿 㪘㕮䊨 䪀䊨䩘㝢㓙㮡 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 㟡䘺䶅䊨 䊛䊜㘿 㐠㕮㭼 䦫䊜䞶䩘䣮
㪘㕮䊨
㺶㝢䔧
䊜䞶㪘
㕮㝢㪘䞶
䊜䁈
䊨㕮
䞶䵡
䲓䁈 㓙䊜㭼䶅㺶䊨䞑 㝢䁈㪘䊨䶅 㝢㪘㪘㝢䘺䞶䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䊨 䕄㭼䞶㘿䶅䊨㘿 䱷㕮䊜㭼㺶㝢䞶㘿 䤠㝢㪘㕮㺶䞑 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 䞶䊨䱾㪘 䩘䊜㝢䪀 䔧㝢㺶 㪘㕮䊨 䛕䘺䪀䪀䘺䊜䞶 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䤠㝢㪘㕮䣮
䱷㕮䊨 䩘䊜㝢䪀 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 䛕䘺䪀䪀䘺䊜䞶 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䤠㝢㪘㕮 䔧㝢㺶 㺶䊜㜫䊨䔧㕮㝢㪘 㘿䘺㺶㪘㝢䞶㪘䣮
㕮㪘䊨
㪘㕮䊨
㪘䊨㕮
䞶䘺䊜㪘
㪘㕮䊨
㭼㘿䁈㪘䘺㮡䁈䘺䪀㓙
䞶䘺
㹉㓙䘺䞶䣮䊨䶅㕮䊜䊜㜫䞶䊨㺶
䱹㺶 䪀䊜䞶䩘 㝢㺶 㕮䊨 㕮㝢㘿 㪘䘺㜫䊨䞑 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䔧䊜㭼䪀㘿䞶’㪘 䪀䘺䞶䩘䊨䶅 䘺䞶 㪘㕮䊨 㚮䘺䞶䊨 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿䣮
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 㝢䪀䪀䞑 㪘㕮䊨 㚮䘺䞶䊨 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿 䊜䁈䁈䊨䶅䊨㘿 䞶䊜 䘺䞶㺶䘺䩘㕮㪘 䁈䊜䶅 㕮䘺㺶 㹉㝢㪘㕮 㓙䊜㜫㹉䶅䊨㕮䊨䞶㺶䘺䊜䞶䣮
㓙䊜䶅䊨
䊨㕮㪘
䁈䊜
䘺䞶㪘㪘䞶䱗䊨䞑䊜䞶
䊨䕄
㪘䊜
䊜㪘
㕮㪘䊨
㪘䊨㕮
䛕䊜䶅䊨䊜䩭䊨䶅䞑 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㘿䘺㺶㓙䊜䩭䊨䶅䊨㘿 㪘㕮㝢㪘 㪘㕮䊨 䱗㕮㝢䊜㺶 䤠䊨㝢䶅䪀 㕮䊨 㹉䶅䊨䩭䘺䊜㭼㺶䪀㮡 䊜㞮㪘㝢䘺䞶䊨㘿 䊨䞶㕮㝢䞶㓙䊨㘿 㕮䘺㺶 㺶㹉䊨䊨㘿 䊜䁈 㹉㝢㪘㕮 㓙䊜㜫㹉䶅䊨㕮䊨䞶㺶䘺䊜䞶 䔧㕮䊨䞶 㕮䊨䪀㘿䣮
䱷㕮䘺㺶 㘿䘺㺶㓙䊜䩭䊨䶅㮡 㘿䊨䪀䘺䩘㕮㪘䊨㘿 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䘺㜫㜫䊨䞶㺶䊨䪀㮡䣮
䊨䶅䊨䔧
㕮䊨㪘
㕮㪘䊨
䶅䊜㕮㮡䩘䪀㕮䊜㭼㪘
㝢㪘䪀䪀䘺䶅㓙㮡㓙㹉㝢
䊜䁈
䕄䊨
䩘䊜
䊨㪘䪀
䱹㘿㘿䘺㪘䘺䊜䞶㝢䪀䪀㮡䞑 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䶅䊨㝢䪀䘺㯰䊨㘿 㪘㕮䊨 㚮䘺䞶䊨 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿 䘺䞶㓙䶅䊨㝢㺶䘺䞶䩘䪀㮡 䶅䊨䉲䊨㓙㪘䊨㘿 㕮䘺㜫䣮
䱷㕮䊨 䶅䊨䉲䊨㓙㪘䘺䊜䞶 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 䕄㭼䞶㘿䶅䊨㘿 䱷㕮䊜㭼㺶㝢䞶㘿 䤠㝢㪘㕮㺶 㘿䘺䁈䁈䊨䶅䊨㘿 㺶䘺䩘䞶䘺䁈䘺㓙㝢䞶㪘䪀㮡 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㪘㕮㝢㪘 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 䱷䊨䞶 䱷㕮䊜㭼㺶㝢䞶㘿 䤠㝢㪘㕮䣮
䘺㪘䣮
䶅㪘䶅䞶㮡䞑䊨㭼䪀䱗
䊜㪘
㭼䖟
䕄䊨 䡔䞶䊨䔧 㪘㕮㝢㪘 䔧㕮䊨䞶 㪘㕮䘺㺶 䶅䊨䉲䊨㓙㪘䘺䊜䞶 䁈㭼䪀䪀㮡 䊨䶅㭼㹉㪘䊨㘿䞑 䘺㪘 䔧䊜㭼䪀㘿 㞮䊨 㕮䘺㺶 䁈䘺䞶㝢䪀 㞮㝢㪘㪘䪀䊨 㝢䩘㝢䘺䞶㺶㪘 㪘㕮䊨 㕮䊨㝢䩭䊨䞶 䔧䘺㪘㕮 㪘㕮䊨 㹉㝢㪘㕮䣮
䭗䘺㪘㕮䊨䶅 㕮䊨 䔧䊜㭼䪀㘿 䪀䘺䩭䊨䞑 䊜䶅 㕮䊨 䔧䊜㭼䪀㘿 㘿䘺䊨䞑 䔧䘺㪘㕮 䞶䊜 䊜㪘㕮䊨䶅 㓙㕮䊜䘺㓙䊨䣮
䣮䣮䣮
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䊨㜫䊨䶅䩘䊨㘿 䁈䶅䊜㜫 䶅䊨㪘䶅䊨㝢㪘䞑 㪘㕮䊨 䞶㭼㜫㞮䊨䶅 䊜䁈 㹉䊨䊜㹉䪀䊨 㺶䊨䊨䡔䘺䞶䩘 㪘䊜 䩭䘺㺶䘺㪘 㕮䘺㜫 䔧㝢㺶 䊨䞶㘿䪀䊨㺶㺶䣮
䱗䊜㭼䞶㪘䪀䊨㺶㺶 䘺䞶䩭䘺㪘㝢㪘䘺䊜䞶㺶 䔧䊨䶅䊨 㺶䊨䞶㪘䞑 㞮㭼㪘 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㓙䊜㭼䪀㘿䞶’㪘 㞮䊨 㞮䊜㪘㕮䊨䶅䊨㘿䣮
㪘䊜
㕮㪘䊨
㪘䊜
䞑䪀㝢䪀
䊜䞶䪀㪘’㓙㘿㭼
䞑㜫䘺㕮
䞶䘺
㮡䊨㪘
㺶㪘㮡㝢
㕮䊨
䕄䊜䔧䊨䩭䊨䶅䞑 㪘㕮䊨䶅䊨 䔧㝢㺶 䊜䞶䊨 㹉䊨䶅㺶䊜䞶 䔧㕮䊜 㹉䘺㷫㭼䊨㘿 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 䘺䞶㪘䊨䶅䊨㺶㪘䣮
“䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿䁻䕓䊨㝢䶅㮡 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅”
㝢
䊜䊨䞶
㪘㕮䊨
䊨䩭㮡䶅
㭼䖟
㕮䔧䊜
䘺䞶䊜㪘䞑䱗䞶㪘䞶䊨
㕮㪘䊨
䘺’䘺㐠㜫㺶䊨
㝢㕮㘿
䔧㝢㺶
㘿㝢䶅㹉䩘䊨㹉䊜㪘㝢
㜫䊜䁈䶅
䇘䞶㝢㭼
㺶㕮䘺䱷
䇘䊜㭼 㓙䊜㭼䪀㘿 㺶㝢㮡 㕮䊨 䔧㝢㺶 㝢䞶 䊜䪀㘿 㝢㓙㷫㭼㝢䘺䞶㪘㝢䞶㓙䊨 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㕮䘺㺶 㕮䊜㜫䊨䪀㝢䞶㘿䣮
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㹉䊜䞶㘿䊨䶅䊨㘿 䁈䊜䶅 㝢 䔧㕮䘺䪀䊨 㞮䊨䁈䊜䶅䊨 㘿䊨㓙䘺㘿䘺䞶䩘 㪘䊜 㜫䊨䊨㪘 㪘㕮䘺㺶 䘺䞶㘿䘺䩭䘺㘿㭼㝢䪀䣮
䱷䘺㺶㕮
㪘䊜
㝢䊜䣮䩘
㝢䊨䶅㺶
䊨䕓䕓䊜䶅㝢䪀㘿㮡䁻䶅
䔧㺶㝢
㕮㪘䊨
䞶㝢
䞶䊨䘺㚮
䊜㕮䔧
䵡㪘’㺶 䉲㭼㺶㪘 㪘㕮㝢㪘 㕮䘺㺶 㝢㹉㪘䘺㪘㭼㘿䊨 䔧㝢㺶 䪀䘺㜫䘺㪘䊨㘿䣮
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 䊨䞶㪘䊨䶅䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䊨 㚮䘺䞶䊨 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿䞑 㕮䊨 㕮㝢㘿 䶅䊨㜫㝢䘺䞶䊨㘿 䘺䞶 㪘㕮䊨 䛕䊜䶅㪘㝢䪀 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶䞑 䁈䘺䞶㘿䘺䞶䩘 䘺㪘 㘿䘺䁈䁈䘺㓙㭼䪀㪘 㪘䊜 㪘䶅㝢䩭䊨䪀 䊨䪀㺶䊨䔧㕮䊨䶅䊨䣮
䞶㝢㘿
䶅䔧䊨䊜
䊨㘿䩘㝢
䕄䊨
㝢
㿜㹉䊜䞶 㺶䊨䊨䘺䞶䩘 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺䞑 㕮䊨 䔧㝢㺶 䊜䩭䊨䶅䔧㕮䊨䪀㜫䊨㘿 䔧䘺㪘㕮 䊨䱾㓙䘺㪘䊨㜫䊨䞶㪘䣮
“䊛䶅䊨䊨㪘䘺䞶䩘㺶 㪘䊜 㪘㕮䊨 䭗㪘䊨䶅䞶㝢䪀 䱹䞶㓙䘺䊨䞶㪘 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅䧬”
䊨䊨㘿䞶
䖟㭼
䊜䁈䶅
䞶䊜
㕮㪘㝢㪘䞑”
䊨䶅”䱷㺶’㕮䊨
㺶䘺㕮
“䇘䊜㭼’䶅䊨 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㪘㕮䊨 䇘㭼㝢䞶 䱗䊨䞶㪘䶅㝢䪀 䱗䊜䞶㪘䘺䞶䊨䞶㪘䣮 䵡 㕮㝢䩭䊨 㝢 㘿䊨䊨㹉 㝢䁈䁈䊨㓙㪘䘺䊜䞶 䁈䊜䶅 㹉䊨䊜㹉䪀䊨 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㜫㮡 㕮䊜㜫䊨䪀㝢䞶㘿䣮”
“䱷㕮䊨 䞶㝢㜫䊨 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 䭗㪘䊨䶅䞶㝢䪀 䱹䞶㓙䘺䊨䞶㪘 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅 㕮㝢㺶 㝢䪀䔧㝢㮡㺶 㞮䊨䊨䞶 㜫㮡 㹉㭼䶅㺶㭼䘺㪘䞑” 㪘㕮䊨 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿䁻䕓䊨㝢䶅㮡 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅 䶅䊨㹉䪀䘺䊨㘿䣮
䞶䇘㭼㝢
䊜䶅㭼
㜫㮡
㪘䊜
㺶䘺
䊜㪘
㺶䞑”䱹䪀㝢
䞶䣮㪘䞶䱗㪘䊨䞶”䊜䘺
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㹉䊜䞶㘿䊨䶅䊨㘿䞑 㪘㕮䊨䞶 㺶䪀䊜䔧䪀㮡 䊨䱾㪘䊨䞶㘿䊨㘿 㕮䘺㺶 䶅䘺䩘㕮㪘 㕮㝢䞶㘿䣮
䕄䘺㺶 㹉㝢䪀㜫 䪀䘺䩘㕮㪘䪀㮡 㹉䊜䘺䞶㪘䊨㘿 䁈䊜䶅䔧㝢䶅㘿䣮
㪘䵡
䁈䘺
䊜䩭䩘䣮䶅㘿䊨㓙䞶䊨
㝢䞶
㝢㺶
㝢䔧㺶
䱷㕮䘺㺶 䔧㝢㺶 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 㭼䞶㘿䊨䶅㺶㪘㝢䞶㘿䘺䞶䩘 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 䩘䶅䊨㝢㪘 䊨㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅䞑 㪘㕮䊨 䩘䶅䊨㝢㪘 㺶㝢䘺䞶㪘䞑 䊨䩭䊨䞶 㪘㕮䊨 䱷㝢䊜䘺㺶㪘 㟡䶅㭼䘺㪘 䪀䊨䩭䊨䪀䣮
䱷㕮䘺㺶 㜫㭼㓙㕮 䔧㝢㺶 䊨䞶䊜㭼䩘㕮䣮
㞮䊨
䶅䁈䊜
䁻㘿䶅䕓䕓䪀㮡䊨䊜䶅㝢
㺶䱹
㺶㭼䊨
䊨㪘㕮
䶅䞑䊜䞶㺶䩘㪘䶅䊨
䁈䊜䶅
㪘䘺
䞶㕮㝢㪘
㪘㕮䊨
㪘䪀䞶䊨㪘䊜䪀㝢䘺㮡㹉
䱷㕮䊨㺶䊨 䘺䞶㺶䘺䩘㕮㪘㺶 䔧䊨䶅䊨 䘺䞶㺶䘺䩘䞶䘺䁈䘺㓙㝢䞶㪘 㪘䊜 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺䣮
䦚㭼㪘 䁈䊜䶅 㪘㕮䊨 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿䁻䕓䊨㝢䶅㮡 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅䞑 㪘㕮䊨㮡 䔧䊨䶅䊨 㪘㕮䊨 䩘䶅䊨㝢㪘䊨㺶㪘 㪘䶅䊨㝢㺶㭼䶅䊨 䊜䁈 㕮䘺㺶 䪀䘺䁈䊨䣮
䊨㕮
㪘㺶䊨䪀䊨䶅䪀㮡䘺㺶
㕮㘿㝢
㭼㞮㪘
䞶㘿䣮㝢䊜䊨㞮㪘䘺
䶅䔧䊨䊨
䕓㕮䊨䞶 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 䶅䘺䩘㕮㪘 㕮㝢䞶㘿 㪘䊜㭼㓙㕮䊨㘿 㪘㕮䊨 㓙䊨䞶㪘䊨䶅 䊜䁈 㕮䘺㺶 䁈䊜䶅䊨㕮䊨㝢㘿䞑 㓙䊜䞶䩭䊨㮡䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䊜㺶䊨 䘺䞶㺶䘺䩘㕮㪘㺶 㪘䊜 㕮䘺㜫䣮
䱷㕮䊨 䕓䊜䶅䪀㘿䁻䕓䊨㝢䶅㮡 䊛䶅䊨㝢㪘 䭗㜫㹉䊨䶅䊜䶅 䔧㝢㺶 䊜䩭䊨䶅䔧㕮䊨䪀㜫䊨㘿 䔧䘺㪘㕮 䉲䊜㮡䣮
㭼䖟
䩭䊨䞶䊨
䕄䊨
“䕓㕮㝢㪘 㮡䊜㭼 㕮㝢䩭䊨 䩘䘺䩭䊨䞶䞑 㜫㮡 䪀䊜䶅㘿䞑 䘺㺶 䞶䊜㪘㕮䘺䞶䩘 㺶㕮䊜䶅㪘 䊜䁈 㝢 䶅䊨㞮䘺䶅㪘㕮䧬”
“䱗㭼䪀㪘䘺䩭㝢㪘䊨 䔧䊨䪀䪀䞑” 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㺶㜫䘺䪀䊨㘿䣮
䔧㝢㺶
㝢
䊜㘿䩘䊜
㝢
䊜㺶
䔧㝢㺶
䕄䊨
䞶䘺
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㕮㝢㘿 㭼䞶㓙䊜䞶㺶㓙䘺䊜㭼㺶䪀㮡 䶅䊨㝢㓙㕮䊨㘿 㪘㕮䘺㺶 㹉䘺䞶䞶㝢㓙䪀䊨䞑 㪘㕮䊨 䊨䱾䘺㺶㪘䊨䞶㓙䊨 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 㕮䘺䩘㕮䊨㺶㪘 㹉䊨㝢䡔䣮
“䵡 㝢㜫 䪀䊨㝢䩭䘺䞶䩘 䞶䊜䔧䞑 㹉䊨䶅㕮㝢㹉㺶 㪘㕮䘺㺶 䘺㺶 䁈㝢䶅䊨䔧䊨䪀䪀䞑 䞶䊨䩭䊨䶅 㪘䊜 㜫䊨䊨㪘 㝢䩘㝢䘺䞶 䘺䞶 㪘㕮䘺㺶 䪀䘺䁈䊨䣮”
㭼䖟
“䦳䊜䞶’㪘 䪀䊨㪘 㭼㺶 㞮䶅䘺䞶䩘 㘿䘺㺶䩘䶅㝢㓙䊨 㪘䊜 㪘㕮䊨 䇘㭼㝢䞶 䱗䊨䞶㪘䶅㝢䪀 䱗䊜䞶㪘䘺䞶䊨䞶㪘䞑 䊨䩭䊨䞶 䘺䁈 㪘㕮䊨 㚮䘺䞶䊨 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶 㝢䶅䊨 䩭㝢㺶㪘䞑 䊜㭼䶅 䇘㭼㝢䞶 䱗䊨䞶㪘䶅㝢䪀 䱗䊜䞶㪘䘺䞶䊨䞶㪘 㜫㭼㺶㪘 㜫㝢䡔䊨 㝢 䞶㝢㜫䊨䣮”
䱹䁈㪘䊨䶅 㺶㝢㮡䘺䞶䩘 㪘㕮䘺㺶䞑 䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㘿䊨㹉㝢䶅㪘䊨㘿䣮
䘺䞶
㕮䘺㺶
䊨㕮䱷
㓙䊜㺶䊜䞶㭼䞶㪘㮡䘺㭼䪀
䕓䪀㝢䊨㘿㮡䁻䶅䶅䊜䕓
䁈䣮䊜䁈
㭼䖟
䤠䊨䶅㕮㝢㹉㺶 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㪘䊜㘿㝢㮡䞑 㕮䘺㺶 㘿䊨㺶㪘䘺䞶㮡 䔧䊜㭼䪀㘿 㞮䊨 䊨䱾㪘䶅㝢䊜䶅㘿䘺䞶㝢䶅㮡 㝢㺶 䔧䊨䪀䪀䣮
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺’㺶 䘺䞶㺶䘺䩘㕮㪘 䔧㝢㺶 䊨䞶䊜㭼䩘㕮 㪘䊜 䊨䪀䊨䩭㝢㪘䊨 㕮䘺㜫 㪘䊜 㝢 䩭䊨䶅㮡 㕮䘺䩘㕮 䪀䊨䩭䊨䪀䣮
䊨㕮
䱹
䊜䁈
䣮䣮䣮…
䱷䶅㝢䩭䊨䪀䘺䞶䩘 䁈䶅䊜㜫 㪘㕮䊨 䛕䊜䶅㪘㝢䪀 䦳䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶 㪘䊜 㪘㕮䊨 䦚䪀㝢㯰䘺䞶䩘 㟡䪀㝢㜫䊨 䦫䊨㝢䪀㜫䞑 㪘㕮䊨䶅䊨 䔧㝢㺶 㝢 㓙㕮㝢㺶㜫 㞮䊨㪘䔧䊨䊨䞶 㪘㕮䊨 㪘䔧䊜 㘿䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶䣮
㭼䖟
䤠䊜䊨䶅㮡䘺䩭㺶䞑䪀㭼
䊨䘺㜫㪘
㜫䘺㕮
㕮㝢䊨㓙
㪘䘺
㪘㺶㓙䊜
䘺㺶㕮
䦚㭼㪘 䞶䊜䔧䞑 㝢㺶 㕮䊨 㺶㪘䊨㹉㹉䊨㘿 㞮䊨㪘䔧䊨䊨䞶 㪘㕮䊨 㪘䔧䊜 㘿䊜㜫㝢䘺䞶㺶䞑
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 㝢㹉㹉䊨㝢䶅䊨㘿 䶅䊨䪀㝢䱾䊨㘿 㝢䞶㘿 㺶䊨䶅䊨䞶䊨䣮
䘺䞶
䞑㝢䶅䘺
㕮䣮㜫䘺
㕮㪘䊨
䕄䊨
䊨㕮㪘
䞶㝢㘿
㞮䶅䞶䪀㕮㘿䊨㪘㺶䊜䱷㭼
㘿䞶㝢
㝢䔧㮡䞑
㓙䊜㭼䘺㺶䞶㓙䪀㺶䊜㮡
䱷㕮䊨㮡 㘿㝢䶅䊨㘿 䞶䊜㪘 䊨䩭䊨䞶 㪘䊜㭼㓙㕮 㕮䘺㜫䣮
䱷㕮䊨 㹉㝢㪘㕮 㺶㭼䶅䶅䊜㭼䞶㘿䘺䞶䩘 㕮䘺㜫 䔧㝢㺶 㺶䊜 䁈䊜䶅㜫䘺㘿㝢㞮䪀䊨䣮
䊜㪘䞶
㕮䘺㺶
㿜㹉䊜䞶
㝢
㕮㪘䊨
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䔧㝢㺶 䘺䞶 䞶䊜 㕮㭼䶅䶅㮡 㪘䊜 㘿䘺䶅䊨㓙㪘䪀㮡 㺶䊨䊨䡔 䊜㭼㪘 䱗㝢䞶㘿䪀䊨 䦳䶅㝢䩘䊜䞶䣮
䱷㕮䊨 㺶䊜䁻㓙㝢䪀䪀䊨㘿 㓙㭼䪀㪘䘺䩭㝢㪘䘺䊜䞶 䘺㺶 㪘䊜 㓙䊜㜫㹉䶅䊨㕮䊨䞶㘿 䊨䩭䊨䶅㮡㪘㕮䘺䞶䩘 䔧䘺㪘㕮䘺䞶 㪘㕮䊨 㞮㭼㺶㪘䪀䘺䞶䩘 䔧䊜䶅䪀㘿 䊜䁈 㜫䊜䶅㪘㝢䪀㺶䣮
䊨㪘㕮
䁈䞶㪘䁈䘺㘿䊨䶅䊨
䘺㺶
䁈䊜䶅
㘿㝢䞶
㪘䊨䊨㜫㺶䊜䛾㜫䘺
㝢
䶅䊜㜫䁈
㘿㜫䘺䞶
㪘䩭䪀䘺㭼䘺㓙䞶㝢㪘䊜
䊜䁈
䘺䊜㞮䩘䞶㺶䊨䶅䩭
䖟㭼 㐠䘺㜫䊨䘺 䩘䪀㝢䞶㓙䊨㘿 㝢䶅䊜㭼䞶㘿䣮 䵡䞶 㪘㕮䊨 㺶䡔㮡 䊜䁈 㪘㕮䊨 䦚䪀㝢㯰䘺䞶䩘 㟡䪀㝢㜫䊨 䦫䊨㝢䪀㜫䞑 㪘䊨䞶 㺶㭼䞶㺶 㕮㭼䞶䩘 㘿䊜䔧䞶䣮䣮