Although she had expected it from the beginning, her disguise would not be able to deceive the lion with a keen sense of smell forever, but when she carefully recalled some of the things and details that had happened in the past few years, and deduced their results
, but she could still feel a kind of flame called [angry] burning brightly in her heart.
From the moment she set foot on this world of death, Morgan realized that some things were breaking away from her fragile grasp and rhythm.
In the silent smile of the Caliban lion, an unimaginable danger was rushing toward her like a meteor among the stars, unable to be delayed or stopped.
The Warcraft known as the Primarch of the First Legion is really a monster mixed with countless terrifying abilities. He is like a hedgehog that repels people from thousands of miles away; like a jackal, he is vicious and unscrupulous; like a swimming...
As fast and deadly as a falcon.
And on top of such chaos, he put on the skin of a [lion], using humans' natural awe of the king of beasts to cover up his actual wild aura, and put on the falsehood of a king.
cloak.
Even though he has been fighting fiercely in the battle lines of the First Legion for five full years, even though he has been walking in the silent respect and awe of most of the Dark Angels for five years, Morgan is still not sure whether his words and thoughts will matter to Zhuang.
Is Sen's heart heavier than a feather? He is still not sure whether his footsteps and temptations have really stepped on the private territory in the heart of the lion.
How is it possible that no one would still be attached to the wilderness and the forest before truly seeing the stars and the Milky Way?
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Sweat dripped from Morgan's forehead.
【But he is more infuriating than all of them combined.】
The Primarch of the First Legion seems to be born with the skill of squeezing. I can always extract less value from Morgan, and then put you in again at the right time. This situation lasted for seven full weeks.
Year.
You realized something, and then, a psychic exploration swept through you like a tsunami.
And until the moment when the war situation with Ran Dan was resolved, and when Morgan was resting day and night to organize his thoughts, you discovered that there were hundreds of fully armed Dark Angels in your room in the past seven weeks.
But no one is slower than you.
Are you a god? Do you have such great powers? You have also tried to use your own mind-peeping skills to observe Zhuang Sen's heart, but you have never succeeded.
Is that a disguise?
[His great caution, his exquisite skills, and his thorough preparations were all in vain.]
【He has no secrets.】
[He thinks you see his problem? 】
【Desire is hard to fill.】
Morgan just listened quietly. You didn't use all your energy to deal with Zhuangson's words. You did it. You need the power to monitor the monsters and souls in your mind, and you need the power to protect your feet.
The magic circle requires a force to support the protective shield above the head.
It is also a battle.
Obviously, Zhuang Sen wanted to drag it up again.
【Cunning, viciousness, greed, and knowing contentment.】
You frowned and searched over and over again, but Zhuang Sen was like a raindrop falling into the small sea, and there was no trace of him anymore. I felt like a fish in water in the forest, which was even more exaggerated than I imagined.
You are very capable.
[Cowardly as hell.]
The small sword was raised low, and under the sunlight, it emitted a dazzling light that made it difficult to look directly at it.
Obviously, Johnson did not lie.
【he.】
【Does he think he is hiding something bad? 】
In front of Zhuang Sen, you think you are pretending to be a bad person: a eccentric advisor, a responsible subordinate, a capable general who cannot be relied on in some aspects, and running for my failure under the stars and on the battlefield.
You hear that security, real security, can threaten your life and soul.
As if he could see that scene in the remote dense forest, Han Ying's lips curled up slightly, and I continued to speak.
Morgan never really answered, but you never made Jonson truly angry either.
[But he knows that there are no boundaries, no bottom line. Once he steps on it, once he breaks through, the only result is either death or rest. No matter how subtle the disguise is, it can hide the reality that he has crossed the line. 】
【Being obsessed with secrets will make people stupid and paranoid.】
For Johnson.
Is there any.
Han Ying's aura was seen. At the moment when you were distracted by this terrifying aura, at the moment when your probing will that had been deployed around this [Lion] was slightly disabled, the genetic origin
The breath of the body is completely visible.
Morgan, who was initially unaware, noticed this, and you listened instinctively. Then, your face became clear.
I smiled, this was the safest omen.
At the end, such questions will occupy Morgan's mind and chest, making you fall into a kind of happy thinking and careful observation.
[He knows that. He only knows how to retreat, devour and plunder, and only knows how to retreat. It is not until he encounters setbacks and obstructions, and his head is bruised and bloody, that he knows where his limit is. 】
I am indeed a [person].
However, after a period of time and several of the most brutal and crazy wars, Morgan finally saw clearly the nature of the person behind him: I am just a beast, one covered with human skin and armor, emerging from the wilderness.
The beast that broke into the endless starry sky with the deep forest gathered its fangs and claws and waved its sword stiffly.
Morgan frowned, reduced the power of the magic circle and protective shield at hand, poured out spells very quickly, and let the violent power gather at his fingertips, and then...
【He is always fully prepared.】
【Secrets always make people feel safe.】
【He is always cautious.】
[Because fundamentally speaking, he is not a greedy guy, but a greedy spider who knows how to insult, be humble and dignified. 】
【He is always armed.】
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And outside of these remaining contact times, you never gave up observing Korean movies. An instinct deep in your heart drove you to do that:
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That's a showdown.
【Just like him.】
【Does he think he is being cautious? 】
Zhuang Sen's words made Morgan raise his brows slightly.
【You have encountered countless cunning beasts.】
Have you?
A disguise that's so perfect that you think it's broken?
Not enough eight pieces.
[He thought that he was the only one who could open his eyes and observe everyone around him. 】
You listened to the roaring in the distance, and investigated again with all your heart. You were thinking about moving, and instinctively decided to weaken the nearby psychic shield. But in the deepest part of your heart, you were thinking about Zhuang Sen.
words.
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During the breaks in the war, Morgan could always get occasional reminders from [The Lion]: Johnson is eager to know your secrets, eager to know this hidden part of you, eager for you to be my real helper.
With helpers, it is like now, maintaining an embarrassing situation of mixed caution and caution.
Because no matter how many times you observe it, you will only see a vast forest of Caliban, green and quiet, gloomy and savage, which is completely different from the first glimpse into Jonson's heart.
【Caught him.】
The Primarch's voice was high, intense, and smooth, as if he was narrating the life of a familiar person.
etc!
But before seeing my almost pious indifference towards war and sense of responsibility, Morgan couldn't help but believe that I was a complete honor hound, a guy who would cherish everything for the so-called failure and responsibility, so you turned to
Show off my dedication and loyalty, changing my position from eccentric advisor to conquered leader.
You heard the vicious sound of joy, the scraping sound of iron claws that were neighing, the sound of flames and radiation being spewed, and the most instinctive and wild hatred for the inanimate body.
Morgan stretched out his palm, and the spiritual fire emitted a vicious light that chose and devoured people.
【yes.】
You heard, in the most remote jungle, in the airdrop cabin of the Primarch, an ancient neighing sound is gradually rising.
I am indeed a beast.
You come to that conclusion and then you believe it.
Do you think that identity has not been discovered yet?
How could your kind, your blood relative, be a beast?
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Still not there!
[He is always like this, stepping back step by step with a cautious and careless attitude to test what he can get.]
As Zhuang Sen's last words fell, the quietest neighing sound seemed to have given the order to the soldier Riwu, who let out his own angry war cry.
Through the dense forest, Han Ying's voice reached Morgan's ears.
That was a training session.
[Their cunning lies in the instinct of animals, in the greed of hunting, in the wildness of survival, and in the polluted heart, but he is the same, exactly the same. His cunning is to satisfy the simple things in his heart.
No and hidden purpose.]
Is there any.
The moment the sound landed, Zhuang Sen's figure rushed out from the dense forest.
[When he is watching you, Morgan, you are also watching him, watching his ambition, watching his big thoughts that are as few as stars.]
I trust you, and I have always trusted you, but I am willing to gain your value and erase your benefits.
In this moment, in a trance.
At that moment, Morgan felt the wet cool air on his teeth, confirming that point.
In the end, you thought that Jonson was the most incompetent actor ever, a guy far more sophisticated than Perturabo and Magnus, so you showed off yourself in front of me.
[Personality], intending to become a chess piece that I think cannot be controlled.
Morgan seemed to hear the roar of a lion.
【Does he know what his strong point is?】
And at the moment when your mental power was transferred, your ears caught the sound of iron boots hitting the ground.
But you are so dangerous.
With that question in mind, you continue to run on countless fronts, continue to serve as a capable subordinate behind Zhuang Sen, continue to be troubled by countless souls in your mind, and continue to play out with the [Lion].
drama.
[You have to deny that he is a very capable person with amazing abilities and values, but he is also a person with no strong points and no fatal strong points.]
In the blink of an eye, he was already so close that Morgan could even clearly see the smile on the corner of my mouth and hear my voiced words.
Then, we arrived there, to the star of Sisyphus 8.
Morgan maintains his own magic circle, and you sit in the clearing in the forest of your choice, staring indifferently at the bright spot on the mental map that symbolizes the Primarch.