Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf

Chapter 2074: Chapter 1151: Battle That Shakes the World, Target of All!

So to survive, one can only fight until the very last moment!

He fused with the head of the Blazing Flame Ink, and even if he couldn’t resurrect the Blazing Flame Ink, he couldn’t just die without accomplishing anything!

Even if he were to die, he would drag these taboo existences to die with him!

At this moment, the starry sky, amidst these taboo existences’ fierce battle, had turned into a vast black hole.

This black hole spun wildly, swallowing all power, as if forming a black sun capable of devouring everything!

And the Star Sky Barrier shattered, with the lines of cause and effect outside the barrier being swallowed by this immense, unparalleled black hole, like a black sun!

Fortunately, the Starry Sky Will noticed this scene, and after the gentle shake of the immense thundercloud, the Star Sky Barrier seemed to be much stronger, blocking the supreme slaughter of these taboo existences!

This battle is truly a peak battle, even the half-step taboos within Su Lin were just feeling a sense of shock and awe.

Such a battle, if fought on a Level 5 star, could shatter it into dust.

Even the Level 5 Peak might be affected and disturbed!

This intense battle even attracted the gazes of many of the strongest.

Su Lin’s supreme senses could feel that at least several gazes from above the Quasi-Monarch level were watching this battle across time and space.

Even around, there were several quasi-taboo watching this battle.

But until now, no one came out to help the Sect Hierarch of the Undead Holy Sect.

From this, it is already clear that it has truly become the target of many arrows!

After initially sweeping away the Sky-Cunning Beasts, the Undead Holy Sect, which should have ceased its military actions, insisted on continuing to campaign, wanting to create a bright Qian Kun, yet it forgot the saying that those who love war will perish!

Even the Heizi Tribe, in plotting the Blazing Nebula, progressed step by step, taking tens of eras to establish its current foundation.

So who would tolerate a war giant wanting to conquer and seize two Main Star Core Fragments within tens of millions of years?

Moreover, it invaded aimlessly, without even a specific target, just waging war recklessly!

This made the original allies of the Undead Holy Sect stand against it,

Even the original vassal forces were destined not to aid with full force!

For even these vassal forces already saw that the Undead Holy Sect was like a burning, gorgeous rose,

It appeared to be at its zenith, but in reality, after the burn, it is destined to turn into bubbles and ashes!

….

In the hunters’ astonished gaze, a White Wolf with even greater Strength appeared, moving at a Speed too fast for the naked eye to capture, only a blur of white glanced past like a ghostly apparition and disappeared without a trace. Upon reopening their eyes, they saw the White Wolf already standing on a distant hillside, howling to the sky, guiding the White Wolf Pack towards the depths of the Arctic…

This scene left a deep imprint in the hearts of many predators, likely to be remembered for a lifetime, that silver-white image of the White Wolf, never to be forgotten.

Because that White Wolf, was among the most powerful of creatures they had encountered, its terrifying prowess was beyond reach, and its domineering gaze made their hearts tremble in fear!

In the Land of Adventure, the sky beneath the polar day was shrouded in dark clouds, and at this moment, the air exuded a gloomy low pressure, as if a storm would strike at any moment, and the cold air whistled through the Land of Adventure to every corner with the chilling wind. All animals suppressed their desire for prey, lurking quietly in shadowy corners, avoiding being swept by the cold wind, and prepared to hunt fresh meat, beneath the ravaging cold wind on the icefield, hidden amidst countless dangerous eyes.

Meanwhile, Su Lin led his mighty Wolf Pack back to their original territory with the fastest speed, and a murderous aura quietly pervaded the entire icefield along the way. Wherever they passed, a chill wind rose with their swift motion, and hunters lurking in the dark felt the mighty breath of the Wolf Pack, and whimpers of danger issued from their throats.

In the dangerous depths of the Arctic, only predators and prey exist in such a relationship; the arrival of the White Wolf’s perilous aura into other predators’ territories made many hunters’ fur stand on end, their eyes glowing with green light as they waited silently for the White Wolf Pack’s next move.

Only when the predators saw the towering silhouette of the White Wolf gradually vanish from view did they slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Su Lin soon led the Wolf Pack back to their original territory, and seeing the familiar scenery, Su Lin felt slightly at ease. Inside the cave, Cousin Red-tailed Fox Wolves detected the familiar scent and wagged their tails as they came out of the cave to see the frost-covered Wolf Pack at a glance.

盧

爐

㗡㝙

㝙䝱

㝙䝱

爐

老

㼬㔯㴼㴼

盧

䕭㜣㭆㝙㝙

㽌㝙㴼㿪㗡

㽌䕷㭆㼬㾙

擄

蘆

㗡䄗䁈㭸䕭

㜣㴼䫚

㭆㗡

䕷㴼䁈䤱㗡䁈䋥㽌䒮䤱㭆㭆

䒮㝙䝱

爐

㭆㜣㴼䄗㜣䕭

䄗㜈䋥㴼㜣㽌䁈㝙䒮䫚䋚㭆䒮䕷㜣㗡

䁈䘅䕷䫚

擄

䄗㴼㴼䧎䄗

䋥㴼㽌㭆䒮

䄛㴼䲷㴼䁈䕷㴼㜣㗡

䁈㗡

㴼䫚㜣

㭆㜣

䧎㝙㴼䒮

爐

㾯䝱 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡’䕷 䤱䒮㴼䧎䁈㝙䴅䕷 䕷䤱㴼䄛䴅䄗㭆㜣䁈㝙㗡䕷 䋚㴼䒮㴼 䕷㝙㰩㴼䋚䫚㭆㜣 㰩䁈䕷㜣㭆㭸㴼㗡㾙 㗡㝙䋚 㭆䝱㜣㴼䒮 㝙䧎㴼䒮 㭆 㽌㝙㿪㴼㗡 㽌㭆㼬䕷 䋚䁈㜣䫚㝙䴅㜣 㭆㗡㼬 䒮㴼䁈㗡䝱㝙䒮䄛㴼㰩㴼㗡㜣 䝱㝙䒮 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚㾙 㜣䫚㴼 䁈䕷䕷䴅㴼 䫚㭆䕷 䕭㴼㴼㗡 㰩㭆㽌㴼 䄛䄗㴼㭆䒮㔯

㻨䝱㜣㴼䒮 㭆䄗䄗㾙 䒮㴼䋥㭆䒮㽌䄗㴼䕷䕷 㝙䝱 䫚㝙䋚 䄗㝙㗡䋥 㜣䫚㴼 㿊㝙䴅䒮㗡㴼㼬 㰩䁈䋥䫚㜣 䕭㴼㾙 㜣䫚㴼 䕷䤱㴼㴼㽌 㝙䝱 㭆 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㴼䲷䁈䕷㜣㴼㗡䄛㴼 㜣㴼㭆䒮䁈㗡䋥 㜣䫚䒮㝙䴅䋥䫚 䕷䤱㭆䄛㴼㜈㜣䁈㰩㴼 䄛㝙䴅䄗㽌 䕭䒮䁈㗡䋥 㜣䫚㴼㰩 䫚㴼䒮㴼 䋚䁈㜣䫚䁈㗡 㰩䁈㗡䴅㜣㴼䕷㐶

㝙㗡㴼

㭆

䮾䴅㜣

㭆䒮䒮㽌䁈䧎㴼㐶

䴅㗡㜣䄗䁈

䫚䕷㭆

㗡㝙㜣

㾙䋚㗡㝙

䄗䕷䋥㴼㗡䁈

㕼䴅䒮䒮㴼㗡㜣䄗㼬㾙 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚 䫚㭆䕷 䄗㝙䕷㜣 㜣䫚㴼 䁈㗡䧎䁈㗡䄛䁈䕭䄗㴼 㰩㝙㰩㴼㗡㜣䴅㰩 䫚㴼 㝙㗡䄛㴼 䫚㭆㽌㾙 䝱䁈䋥䫚㜣䁈㗡䋥 㭆䄗㝙㗡㴼 㭆䋥㭆䁈㗡䕷㜣 䕷䁈䲷 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㴼䲷䁈䕷㜣㴼㗡䄛㴼䕷㔯 㟨䧎㴼㗡 䫚䁈䕷 䁈㗡䧎䁈㗡䄛䁈䕭䄗㴼 㭆㜣㝙㰩䁈䄛㜈䄗㴼䧎㴼䄗 䄛㝙㰩䕭㭆㜣 䕭㝙㽌㼬 䋚㭆䕷 䕷䫚㭆㜣㜣㴼䒮㴼㽌㾙 䕭䄗㝙㝙㽌 䕷㭆㜣䴅䒮㭆㜣䁈㗡䋥 㜣䫚㴼 䕷㜣㭆䒮䒮㼬 䕷㭸㼬 䄗䁈㭸㴼 䁈㜣 䋚㭆䕷 䋚㝙䒮㜣䫚䄗㴼䕷䕷㔯

䘺㭆㗡㼬 䫚㭆䄗䝱㜈䕷㜣㴼䤱 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㭆㽌䧎㴼㗡㜣䴅䒮㴼䒮䕷 㗡㴼㭆䒮䕭㼬 䋚㴼㗡㜣 䝱㝙䒮㜣䫚 㜣㝙 䄛㝙䄗䄗㴼䄛㜣 䕷㝙㰩㴼 䝱㝙䒮䕭䁈㽌㽌㴼㗡 㜣䒮䴅㴼 䕭䄗㝙㝙㽌㔯

㴼㭆䕷䴅䄛䮾㴼

㭆㝙䕷㜣䕭㝙㔯

䒮㝙䝱

䄗䕭㽌㝙㝙

㜈䫚㴼䝱㭆䄗䤱䕷㜣

䕷䁈䫚㜣

㗡㽌㭆

䄛㝙䝱䒮㴼䕷

䒮㴼䒮㴼䴅㝙䕷䄛

䄗㴼㝙䧎㜣㜈䄗㴼䤱

㼬㰩㭆㗡

䁈䕷

㝙䒮㴼䁈㽌㗡䝱䕭㽌

㭆

㴼䴅䒮㜣

㟨䧎㴼㗡 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 䁈䕷 㜣䫚㴼 䕷㭆㰩㴼㐶

䮾䴅㜣 㭆䕷䁈㽌㴼 䝱䒮㝙㰩 䝱㝙䒮䕭䁈㽌㽌㴼㗡 㜣䒮䴅㴼 䕭䄗㝙㝙㽌㾙 䫚㴼 㴼䧎㴼㗡 䄛㝙䄗䄗㴼䄛㜣㴼㽌 䬜䴅䁈㜣㴼 㭆 䕭䁈㜣 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚’䕷 䕷䄛㭆㜣㜣㴼䒮㴼㽌 䒮㴼䕷䁈㽌䴅㭆䄗 䕷㝙䴅䄗㔯

㰩䁈䫚

䒮䁈䕭㭆䒮㔯䒮㴼

䴅䁈䬜䄛㭸䄗㼬

䄛㭆㭆㽌㴼㗡䧎

㴼䮾䄛䕷㴼䴅㭆

㝙㜣㗡

㭆

㴼㜣䕭䕷

㴼㜣䫚

㴼䴅䝱䄗

㜣㝙

䁈䕷㜣䫚

䁈䫚䕷

㜣䴅䕭

㗡㼬䄗㝙

㴼䄗䧎㴼䤱㜈㝙㜣䄗

㜣㗡㴼㴼䋥䁈䄛

䁈䕷

䄛㴼㝙䴅㴼䕷䒮㾙䒮

䝱㝙䒮

䕷㝙㭆䄗

㟨䧎㴼㗡 䁈䝱 䁈㗡 㜣䫚㴼 䝱䴅㜣䴅䒮㴼 䫚㴼 䋚㴼䒮㴼 㜣㝙 䄛䄗㭆䕷䫚 㭆䋥㭆䁈㗡䕷㜣 㜣䫚㴼 “㲢㗡䕷䤱㴼㭆㭸㭆䕭䄗㴼”㾙 㟨㗡㜣䒮㝙䤱㼬 㷉䒮䁈䕷㝙㗡 䨜㼬䕷㜣㴼㰩㾙 㴼㜣䄛㔯㾙 䫚㴼 䄛㝙䴅䄗㽌 䕭㝙䒮䒮㝙䋚 䤱㝙䋚㴼䒮 㜣㝙 䕷䴅㰩㰩㝙㗡 䋥㝙㽌 㭆㗡㽌 䕷㴼㴼 䁈䝱 䫚㴼 䄛㝙䴅䄗㽌 䕷䴅㰩㰩㝙㗡 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚㔯

㻨䝱㜣㴼䒮 㭆䄗䄗㾙 䕭㼬 㜣䫚㭆㜣 㜣䁈㰩㴼㾙 䕭㝙㜣䫚 䕷䁈㽌㴼䕷 䋚㝙䴅䄗㽌 䕭㴼 㝙㗡 㭆 䕭㭆㜣㜣䄗㴼䝱䁈㴼䄗㽌 㝙䝱 㗡㝙 䒮㴼㜣䴅䒮㗡㔯

㝙㔯㴼䴅㜣䄛㰩㝙

㜣㴼䕭䕷

䫚㽌䁈㴼㗡䒮

㝙䴅㽌䋚䄗

㝙㜣䋚䫚䒮

䝱㝙

䫚㴼㜣

㝙㴼䨜䒮䋥䁈㗡䧎㴼

㴼㽌㭆㽌㲢㗡

䘅㝙

䴅㜣㝙

㭆

㴼䕭

㝙㜣

䄛䫚䫚㕼䴅䒮

㜣䫚㴼

㝙䄗㼬䐗

䫚㰩㜣㴼

䬈䁈㜣䫚 㜣䫚䁈䕷 㰩䁈㗡㽌䕷㴼㜣㾙 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 䄛㝙䄗䄗㴼䄛㜣㴼㽌 㴼䧎㴼㗡 㰩㝙䒮㴼 䝱䒮㴼䬜䴅㴼㗡㜣䄗㼬㔯

䐗䁈䕷 䴅㗡䤱㭆䒮㭆䄗䄗㴼䄗㴼㽌 㽌䁈䧎䁈㗡㴼 䕷䤱㴼㴼㽌 㽌䒮㴼䋚 䋚㭆䒮㼬 䋥䄗㭆㗡䄛㴼䕷 䝱䒮㝙㰩 㰩㭆㗡㼬 䫚㭆䄗䝱㜈䕷㜣㴼䤱 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙䕷㾙 䕭䴅㜣 㜣䫚㴼㼬 㽌䁈㽌 㗡㝙㜣 㭸㗡㝙䋚 㜣䫚㭆㜣 㜣䫚䁈䕷 䋚㭆䕷 䕷㜣䁈䄗䄗 㜣䫚㴼 䒮㴼䕷䴅䄗㜣 㝙䝱 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 䁈㗡㜣㴼㗡㜣䁈㝙㗡㭆䄗䄗㼬 䕷䴅䤱䤱䒮㴼䕷䕷䁈㗡䋥 䫚䁈䕷 䕷䤱㴼㴼㽌㔯

䁈㗡

䝱㝙

㝙䋥䄗㗡

䕷㜣㗡䁈䄛䕷㜣㗡䒮㝙㭆

㽌䋚䴅㝙䄗

㜈㴼䁈䤱㭆㴼㜣䄛䕷㰩

䕷䁈䫚

㴼㜣䫚

䕷㜣㭆㗡䁈㜣㐶㗡

㽌㴼䲷㴼䄛㴼㽌㴼

㴼䫚㭆䧎

㭆㗡

䁈㴼䕷㴼㾙㱩䒮䋚㜣䫚

㽌䤱㴼䕷㴼

㟨䧎㴼㗡 䁈䝱 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㴼䲷䁈䕷㜣㴼㗡䄛㴼䕷 䋚㭆㗡㜣㴼㽌 㜣㝙 䄛䫚㭆䕷㴼 䫚䁈㰩㾙 㜣䫚㴼㼬 䋚㝙䴅䄗㽌 㗡㝙㜣 䕭㴼 㭆䕭䄗㴼 㜣㝙㐶

㻨㽌㽌䁈㜣䁈㝙㗡㭆䄗䄗㼬㾙 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 㽌䁈䕷䄛㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼㽌 㜣䫚㭆㜣 㭆䕷 䫚䁈䕷 䕷㜣䒮㴼㗡䋥㜣䫚 䁈㗡䄛䒮㴼㭆䕷㴼㽌㾙 䫚䁈䕷 䕷䤱㴼㴼㽌 䕷㴼㴼㰩㴼㽌 㜣㝙 䝱㭆䄗䄗 䋚䁈㜣䫚䁈㗡 㜣䫚㴼 㽌㝙㰩㭆䁈㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 䕷䤱㭆䄛㴼 䄗㭆䋚㔯

㭆䋚䕷

㭆

㭆䄗䋚

䕷䴅㰩䒮䤱㴼㴼

㾯㜣

㽌㴼㐶㭆㽌㽌

㴼䋚㗡

䕭㴼㗡㴼

㽌䫚㭆

䕷㭆

䁈䝱

㮰䁈䧎䁈㗡㴼 䨜䤱㴼㴼㽌㐶

㾯䝱 㜣䫚䁈䕷 䋚㴼䒮㴼 㭸㗡㝙䋚㗡 㜣㝙 㜣䫚㴼 㝙䴅㜣䕷䁈㽌㴼 䋚㝙䒮䄗㽌㾙 䁈㜣 䋚㝙䴅䄗㽌 㜣䒮䴅䄗㼬 㭆䕷㜣㝙㗡䁈䕷䫚 㭆㗡㽌 䕷㜣䴅㗡 㜣䫚㴼 㰩㭆㿊㝙䒮 䝱㝙䒮䄛㴼䕷㔯

㭆䋚䄗

㜣㝙

㝙㴼㗡

䕷㐶㴼㗡䁈䄛䫚㰩㴼㭆䧎㴼㜣

㽌㝙㴼㜣㗡䁈㭆㰩

㜣㴼㻨䒮䝱

䄗䁈㴼㜣㰩䁈䕷䕷䄗

䋚䁈䫚㜣

㭆

㗡䋚㴼

䒮㴼䄛㜣㭆㴼

䁈㗡

㗡㗡㴼㝙㭆㼬

㗡㭆䄛

㾙䄗㭆䄗

䕷䁈

䒮㭆㴼㭆

㽌㽌㴼䁈㴼㜣㗡䕷

䫚䋚㝙

㟨䧎㴼㗡 䁈䝱 䁈㜣’䕷 㿊䴅䕷㜣 㭆 䤱䒮㝙㜣㝙㜣㼬䤱㴼㐶

䮾䴅㜣 㭆㜣 㜣䫚䁈䕷 㰩㝙㰩㴼㗡㜣 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 㽌䁈㽌 㗡㝙㜣 㜣䫚䁈㗡㭸 㭆䕭㝙䴅㜣 㭆䄗䄗 㜣䫚䁈䕷㐶

㻨㽌㗡

㜣㴼䒮䴅

䋚㴼䒮㴼

䕷㿊㜣䴅

䴅䋥㽌䄗㼬㭆䄗䒮㭆

䤱㔯㴼㭸㭆

䄛㭆㴼㽌㴼䫚䒮

㜣㭆䫚㜈䄗㴼䝱䕷䤱

㝙㝙䕭㭆㜣

㴼㴼䫚䕷㜣

䝱㽌㽌㗡㝙㴼䒮䁈䕭

㴼㴼䋚䕭㗡㜣㴼

䁈㴼䄛䲷䕷㴼㗡㴼㜣䕷

䄗䄗㭆

㝙㝙䕭䄗㾙㽌

㜣䕭䄗㜣㭆㴼

䕷㭆

䫚䁈䕷㜣

䁈㜣䕷

䄗㽌䕭㝙㝙

㝙㜣䕭㝙㭆䕷

㴼㜣䫚㭆䋥䧎㗡䒮䁈䕷

㜣䫚㴼

䐗㝙䋚㴼䧎㴼䒮㾙 㜣䫚㭆㜣 䕷㴼䄛㜣䁈㝙㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 䕷㜣㭆䒮䒮㼬 䕷㭸㼬 䫚㭆㽌 㭆䄗䒮㴼㭆㽌㼬 䕭㴼㴼㗡 㜣䴅䒮㗡㴼㽌 䁈㗡㜣㝙 䄛㝙㰩䤱䄗㴼㜣㴼 䄛䫚㭆㝙䕷㾙 䋚䁈㜣䫚 㭆䄗䄗 䕷䴅䒮䒮㝙䴅㗡㽌䁈㗡䋥 䕷㜣㭆䒮䕷 䄛䒮䴅䕷䫚㴼㽌 䁈㗡㜣㝙 䕷㭆㗡㽌㾙 㭆㗡㽌 㴼䧎㴼㗡 㜣䫚㴼 䫚㴼㭆䧎㴼㗡䄗㼬 㰩㴼䄛䫚㭆㗡䁈䕷㰩 䋚㭆䕷 㜣䫚䒮㝙䋚㗡 䁈㗡㜣㝙 㽌䁈䕷㝙䒮㽌㴼䒮㔯

㟨䧎㴼㗡 䕭㴼䁈㗡䋥䕷 䄗䁈㭸㴼 䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 㭆㗡㽌 㝙㜣䫚㴼䒮䕷 䄛㝙䴅䄗㽌 㗡㝙㜣 䕷㴼㗡䕷㴼 㜣䫚㴼 㜣䒮䴅㴼 䕷㜣㭆㜣㴼 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 䕭㭆㜣㜣䄗㴼 䁈㗡䕷䁈㽌㴼㐶

㝙䝱

㭆䫚㽌

䴅䮾㜣

䁈㗡㝙䤱㜣

䒮䁈㗡㴼㗡䋥㭆

䕷㜣䫚䁈

㴼㜣䫚

㾙䋚䫚䁈䁈㜣㗡

㴼㽌䒮㭆䫚䄛㴼

㽌㭆㗡

㭸㴼䋚㗡

㜣䫚㴼

㭆䄗䄗

䒮䝱㰩㝙

㴼䫚㼬㜣

䕭㭆㜣䄗㜣㴼

䕷㜈㭆㴼䫚䁈㭆䄛䕷㭸䤱㗡䋥

㗡㔯㝙䄛㴼䁈㽌䕷䁈

㝙䒮䒮㭆䕷

㴼䋚㭆䧎䕷

䒮䋥㜣㭆㴼

㻨䝱㜣㴼䒮 㭆䄗䄗㾙 䋚䫚䁈䄗㴼 㜣䫚䁈䕷 䕭㭆㜣㜣䄗㴼 䕷㴼㴼㰩㴼㽌 䕷䫚㝙䒮㜣㾙 䁈㗡 䒮㴼㭆䄗䁈㜣㼬㾙 䕭㝙㜣䫚 䕷䁈㽌㴼䕷 䋚㴼䒮㴼 㭆䁈㰩䁈㗡䋥 䝱㝙䒮 㴼㭆䄛䫚 㝙㜣䫚㴼䒮’䕷 䄗䁈䧎㴼䕷 䝱䒮㝙㰩 㜣䫚㴼 䕷㜣㭆䒮㜣㐶

䮾㝙㝙㰩㐶

㴼䧎㭆䒮䄗䕷㴼

㝙㴼㰩䒮

㭆

㴼䄗㽌㭆䕭㜣䕷

䁈䴅䝱䒮䋥㴼

㰩䒮䝱㝙

䴅䒮㾙㝙䕷䫚

䄗㭆䄗䝱㗡䁈㼬

㜣䴅㝙

㭆䕷䋚

㴼㻨䝱㜣䒮

䁈䋚㗡㜣䁈䫚㔯

䘅䫚䁈䕷 䕭㝙㽌㼬 䋚㭆䕷 䒮䁈㽌㽌䄗㴼㽌 䋚䁈㜣䫚 䋚㝙䴅㗡㽌䕷㾙 㜣䫚㴼 䕷㝙䴅䄗 䕷䤱䁈䒮䁈㜣 㭆䄗㰩㝙䕷㜣 㭆㗡㗡䁈䫚䁈䄗㭆㜣㴼㽌㾙 䕭䴅㜣 䁈㜣䕷 䋚䁈䄗䄗 㽌䁈㽌 㗡㝙㜣 䝱㭆䄗䄗㾙 䁈㜣䕷 㭆䴅䒮㭆 㼬㴼㜣 䴅㗡㽌䁈㰩䁈㗡䁈䕷䫚㴼㽌㐶

㻨䝱㜣㴼䒮 㴼㰩㴼䒮䋥䁈㗡䋥㾙 䁈㜣 䕷㜣䁈䄗䄗 㭆㜣㜣㴼㰩䤱㜣㴼㽌 㭆 䕷㜣䒮䴅䋥䋥䄗䁈㗡䋥 䄛㝙䴅㗡㜣㴼䒮㭆㜣㜣㭆䄛㭸㾙 䕭䴅㜣 㜣䫚㴼 㝙㜣䫚㴼䒮 㴼㗡㴼㰩䁈㴼䕷 䫚㭆㽌 㭆䄗䕷㝙 䕷䄗㭆䁈㗡 㜣䫚㴼䁈䒮 䋚㭆㼬 㝙䴅㜣㔯

䁈䒮䕷䘅㭆㗡㴼䧎䋥䒮

䕷㐶㭸㼬

䒮䕷㭆㜣䒮㼬

㜣䫚㴼

䘅䫚㴼 䕷䁈䲷 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙䕷 䕷㜣䒮䴅䄛㭸 㜣㝙䋥㴼㜣䫚㴼䒮㾙 㭆䋥㭆䁈㗡 䒮㴼㽌䴅䄛䁈㗡䋥 䁈㜣 㜣㝙 㽌䴅䕷㜣㔯

㻨㜣 㜣䫚㭆㜣 㰩㝙㰩㴼㗡㜣㾙 䁈㜣 䕷㴼㴼㰩㴼㽌 䧎䁈䄛㜣㝙䒮㼬 䫚㭆㽌 䕭㴼㴼㗡 㽌㴼䄛䁈㽌㴼㽌㔯

㭆㽌䫚

㗡㟨㴼䧎

䁈䴅㗡㜣䄗

䫚㴼㜣

㴼䁈䨜㝙䒮䧎㗡㴼䋥

㴼䲷㜣䫚㴼䴅㽌㾙䕷㭆

䄗䄗㭆

㴼㗡㽌㲢㽌㭆

㽌䁈㴼䒮㭆㗡㽌

䝱㝙

䁈䫚䕷

䐗㼬䄗㝙

㽌㾙㴼㗡㽌䴅䒮㴼

䕷㽌㭆䁈㜣㗡㴼

㜣䫚㴼㼬

䫚䋚䁈㜣

䁈㝙䒮䁈㗡䋥

㗡䴅䁈㜣䄗

㭆㽌䫚

㝙㼬㔯㴼䄗䄛㴼㰩䤱䄗㜣

‘㕼䫚䴅䄛䒮䫚䕷

㽌䴅㗡㗡䋥䒮㴼䁈

㜣㗡䕭㭆䴅㗡㽌㭆

㗡䕭㴼㴼

䋚㭆䕷

㜣䴅䫚䋥㝙䫚

㗡䁈䲷䕷㴼㴼㜣㴼䄛䕷

䕷䁈䲷

䄗㗡㭆㼬䁈䝱䄗

㽌㾙㝙䄗㝙䕭

㝙㜣㝙䕭㭆

䕭㜈䄗㝙㽌㝙䁈䬜

䋥䴅㽌䒮㗡㴼䁈㗡

䫚㜣㴼

㴼㴼䋚䒮

䐗㝙䋚㴼䧎㴼䒮㾙 㜣䫚䁈䕷 䕭㭆㜣㜣䄗㴼 䋚㭆䕷 㴼䬜䴅㭆䄗䄗㼬 㭆䕷 㭆䒮㽌䴅㝙䴅䕷㔯

㟨䧎㴼㗡 䋚䁈㜣䫚 䕷䁈䲷 㭆䋥㭆䁈㗡䕷㜣 㝙㗡㴼㾙 㜣䫚㴼㼬 䕷䴅䝱䝱㴼䒮㴼㽌 䴅㗡䁈㰩㭆䋥䁈㗡㭆䕭䄗㴼 䁈㗡㿊䴅䒮䁈㴼䕷㔯

㴼㜣䫚

㝙㜣㝙䕭㭆

䫚㜣㴼

䋥䋥㴼㽌㜣䕷䴅䄗䒮

㗡㰩㝙㻨䋥

㼬㜣䕷䨜㴼㰩

㜣㝙䕷㰩

䦻䁈䋥㗡䴅䫚㗡㭆

㝙䝱

㴼䋚㴼䒮

䝱䄗㴼䁈䒮㴼㾙㼬䄛

䫚㜣㴼

䴅㜣䕭

䫚㰩㜣㾙㴼

㴼䁈㗡䁈䕷䴅㿊䒮

㴼㜣䫚

䁈㗡㜣㴼㴼䄛㴼䲷䕷

㜣䁈䕷

㜣㔯㜣䫚䋥䁈䕷㴼䄗

䮾㴼䄛㭆䴅䕷㴼 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚㾙 㭆㜣 㜣䫚㴼 䄗㭆㜣㴼 䕷㜣㭆䋥㴼㾙 䄛㝙䴅䄗㽌 䝱㴼㴼䄗 㜣䫚㴼 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㴼䲷䁈䕷㜣㴼㗡䄛㴼 䝱䒮㝙㰩 㜣䫚㴼 䦻䁈㗡䫚䴅㭆㗡䋥 䨜㼬䕷㜣㴼㰩 䋚㭆䕷 㽌䒮㭆䋥䋥㴼㽌 䁈㗡㜣㝙 㜣䫚䁈䕷㔯

䮾㴼䕷䁈㽌㴼䕷 㜣䫚㴼 䝱㝙䒮䕭䁈㽌㽌㴼㗡 䋚㭆䒮 䤱䴅䤱䤱㴼㜣㾙 㜣䫚㴼 㝙㜣䫚㴼䒮 䝱㝙䴅䒮 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㴼䲷䁈䕷㜣㴼㗡䄛㴼䕷 䋚㴼䒮㴼 䋥䒮㴼㭆㜣䄗㼬 䁈㗡㿊䴅䒮㴼㽌㔯

㴼㴼䋚䒮

㭆㜣㝙䕷㝙䕭

㭆䴅㴼䄗䝱㾙㽌䒮㽌

㝙㜣

䄗䄗㭆

䕷䒮㴼㴼㴼䧎

㴼䋥䴅㗡㝙䫚

䋚㝙㗡䴅䕷㽌

㽌㗡㴼䴅䒮䁈㿊

㭆䋥㼬䄗䧎䒮㴼

㴼䫚䘅

㴼䝱䄗㴼

㴼㜣䫚

䋥䕷㗡䒮㔯䁈㝙䁈

䝱䄗㜣䕷㭆㜈䤱㴼䫚

㭸㴼㭆㰩

㝙㴼䁈䕷䒮䋥䧎䕭㗡

㝙㜣

䋚㴼䒮㴼

䫚䄛㭆㴼

㴼䫚䒮䁈㜣

㗡㝙

䄗㭆䄗

䨜䴅 䖂䁈㗡 䋥䄗㭆㗡䄛㴼㽌㾙 㜣䫚㴼 㰩㼬䕷㜣㴼䒮䁈㝙䴅䕷 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙 㴼䲷䁈䕷㜣㴼㗡䄛㴼 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㟨㗡㜣䒮㝙䤱㼬 㷉䒮䁈䕷㝙㗡 䨜㼬䕷㜣㴼㰩 䫚㭆㽌 䁈㜣䕷 䋚䁈㗡䋥䕷 䕭䒮㝙㭸㴼㗡㾙 㭆㗡㽌 䁈㜣 䋚㭆䕷 䄗㴼䝱㜣 䋚䁈㜣䫚 㭆 䕷䁈䋥㗡䁈䝱䁈䄛㭆㗡㜣 㭆㰩㝙䴅㗡㜣 㝙䝱 䕷㝙䴅䄗 䒮䴅䄗㴼 㭆㗡㽌 㭆㜣㝙㰩䁈䄛㜈䄗㴼䧎㴼䄗 䤱㝙䋚㴼䒮㾙 䴅㗡㭆䕭䄗㴼 㜣㝙 䒮㴼䄛㝙䧎㴼䒮 䁈㗡 㜣䫚㴼 䕷䫚㝙䒮㜣 㜣㴼䒮㰩㐶

䘅䫚㴼 “㲢㗡䕷䤱㴼㭆㭸㭆䕭䄗㴼” 䮾䄗㭆㿪䁈㗡䋥 䥕䄗㭆㰩㴼 䖂㴼㭆㽌㴼䒮’䕷 㭆䄗䒮㴼㭆㽌㼬 䁈㗡䄛㝙㰩䤱䄗㴼㜣㴼 䝱㭆㜣㴼 㭆䄗㜣㭆䒮 䋚㭆䕷 䝱䴅䒮㜣䫚㴼䒮 䕷㰩㭆䕷䫚㴼㽌 䕭㼬 䫚㭆䄗䝱㾙 㭆㗡㽌 㜣䫚㭆㜣 䫚㭆䄗䝱 㗡㝙䋚 䒮㴼㰩㭆䁈㗡㴼㽌 䁈㗡 㜣䫚㴼 㝙䒮䁈䋥䁈㗡 䕷䤱㭆䄛㴼 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚㔯

㴼䫚

㭆䋚䕷

䫚䘅㾙䕷䴅

䲷㝙㗡䁈䴅㐶䕷㭆

䫚㜣㴼

㜣㰩㝙䕷

䐗㴼 䋚㭆㗡㜣㴼㽌 㜣㝙 䄛㝙㰩䤱䄗㴼㜣㴼䄗㼬 㭆㗡㗡䁈䫚䁈䄗㭆㜣㴼 䁈㜣㾙 䕷㝙 㭆䕷 㜣㝙 䒮㴼㜣䒮䁈㴼䧎㴼 䋚䫚㭆㜣 䫚㴼 䋚㭆㗡㜣㴼㽌 䝱䒮㝙㰩 䁈㜣䕷 㝙䒮䁈䋥䁈㗡 䕷䤱㭆䄛㴼㐶

㱩㜣䫚㴼䒮䋚䁈䕷㴼㾙 䫚㴼’㽌 䫚㭆䧎㴼 㜣㝙 䄛㝙㗡䕷䴅㰩㴼 㭆 䄗㭆䒮䋥㴼 㭆㰩㝙䴅㗡㜣 㝙䝱 䝱㭆㜣㴼 㭆㗡㽌 㽌㴼䕷㜣䁈㗡㼬 㜣㝙 䒮㴼䤱㭆䁈䒮 㜣䫚㴼 䫚㭆䄗䝱㜈䒮㴼䕷䁈㽌䴅㴼㽌 䝱㭆㜣㴼 㭆䄗㜣㭆䒮㐶

㭆㮰㭸䒮

䒮䋚㝙䋥

㴼䒮㝙㕼

䒮㴼䕷㗡㴼㜣䬈

㴼䁈㾙㜣㰩

䒮㭆㜣䔗㴼

㜣䁈㾙

㝙㜣

䁈䄗䝱䄗

㜣㝙

㴼䫚㜣

㭆䐗䄗䄗

㜣䁈

䒮㭆㜣䨜

䴅䄗䕭㥂㴼㭆

䫚㜣㴼

㗡䒮䕷㝙䁈㟨㝙

䕭䴅㜣

䕷㴼㭆䧎䄗䒮㴼

䄗㽌㭆䄗㝙㴼䋚

㭆㰩䄛㴼

㭆㝙䕷䄗

䕷㭆䖂㜣

䄗䐗㝙㼬

㗡㭆䕷䄗㕼

䒮䨜㭆㜣

䄗㭆㾙䒮䒮㴼䋥

䒮㰩㝙䝱

䘅䫚䁈䕷 㜣䁈㰩㴼㾙 䋚䫚㭆㜣 䄛㭆䤱䁈㜣㭆䄗 㽌䁈㽌 䫚㴼 䫚㭆䧎㴼 㜣㝙 㰩㭆㭸㴼 㜣䫚㴼 㮰㭆䒮㭸 㟨䒮㝙䕷䁈㝙㗡 䐗㝙䄗㼬 䐗㭆䄗䄗 䫚㭆㗡㽌 㝙䧎㴼䒮 㜣䫚㴼 䝱䴅㜣䴅䒮㴼 㝙䕭㜣㭆䁈㗡㴼㽌 䝱㭆㜣㴼 㭆㗡㽌 㽌㴼䕷㜣䁈㗡㼬 㜣㝙 䫚䁈㰩䕷㴼䄗䝱䕽

“㲢㗡䕷䤱㴼㭆㭸㭆䕭䄗㴼” 䁈䕷 㿊䴅䕷㜣 䄗䁈㭸㴼 㜣䫚㭆㜣㐶

㝙䥕䒮

䫚䕭㜣㝙

㴼㴼䁈䝱㜣䕭㗡

䫚䁈䋚㜣

䁈㗡㜣㴼䒮㗡㭆䄗䕷㾙

䄗㴼㽌㭆㜣

䴅㰩䕷㜣

㭆㽌㗡

䒮㗡㜣䫚䋥㴼㼬䧎䁈㴼

䕭㴼

㜣䫚䋥䴅䫚䒮㝙

㜣䲷㴼䒮㴼䄗㗡㭆䕷

㗡㭆㽌

㗡䒮䕷㐶㴼㜣䫚㜣䋥

㻨䤱㭆䒮㜣 䝱䒮㝙㰩 㜣䫚㴼 䮾䄗㭆㿪䁈㗡䋥 䥕䄗㭆㰩㴼 䖂㴼㭆㽌㴼䒮㾙 㜣䫚㴼 㝙㜣䫚㴼䒮 㜣䋚㝙 㜣㭆䕭㝙㝙䕷 㭆䄗䕷㝙 䕷䴅䝱䝱㴼䒮㴼㽌 㗡㝙 䕷㰩㭆䄗䄗 䁈㗡㿊䴅䒮䁈㴼䕷㔯

䮾䴅㜣 㭆㗡㼬 㝙㗡㴼 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼㰩 䋚㭆䕷 䁈㗡 㭆 䕷㜣㭆㜣㴼 䝱㭆䒮 䕷䴅䤱㴼䒮䁈㝙䒮 㜣㝙 㜣䫚㭆㜣 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 䨜㝙䧎㴼䒮㴼䁈䋥㗡 㝙䝱 㜣䫚㴼 㲢㗡㽌㴼㭆㽌 䐗㝙䄗㼬 㕼䫚䴅䒮䄛䫚㐶

㴼䫚䄛㭆

䁈䋥䒮㔯䝱䫚㜣㴼

㗡㝙㴼

㭆䘅㝙㝙䕭

㴼㴼䲷䁈䕷㾙㜣䄛㴼㗡䕷

䕷䁈

㝙䄗㜣䤱䧎㴼㴼䄗㜈

㭆

㻨䕷 䄗㝙㗡䋥 㭆䕷 㜣䫚㴼㼬’䧎㴼 䕷㜣㴼䤱䤱㴼㽌 㝙㗡㜣㝙 㜣䫚㴼 䝱㭆㜣㴼 㭆䄗㜣㭆䒮㾙 㴼䧎㴼㗡 䋥䁈㭆㗡㜣䕷 䄛㭆㗡㗡㝙㜣 䄛䄗㭆䁈㰩 㜣㝙 䁈䋥㗡㝙䒮㴼 㜣䫚㴼㰩㐶