Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1368: 103: No Match Beyond One Bout
Capítulo 1368: Chapter 103: No Match Beyond One Bout
Time freezes at this moment…
In the eyes of everyone in the Shadow Assault Fleet, the asteroid vaporizes instantly!
A massive red-black fireball punctures the star body straight through to the distant, eerie sea of floating mines.
When the first floating mine is consumed by the massive fireball, the terrifying energy reaction finally blooms across the battlefield. The fireball suddenly grows again, and after devouring hundreds to thousands of mines, it seems to finally swell to its limit, suddenly exploding, with a terrifying shockwave spreading hundreds of kilometers sweeping across.
A massive, ink-colored fiery lotus blooms in the universe, then floats straight towards the flank of the Shadow Fleet.
Such an earth-shattering might, at such a close distance, is unavoidable for a fleet numbering in the thousands.
“Firmament Arrow Formation, full charge… Attack!”
The Shadow Fleet’s climax strike finally appears at this moment.
An undamaged Firmament Arrow Ship formation ensures that the Shadow Fleet’s firepower hardly diminishes.
Light spears like rain pierce through an entire plane instantly.
The core temperature of the giant ink lotus already far exceeds fifty thousand degrees, and under such extreme high temperatures, even defense-specialized Giant Rock Battleships cannot resist, failing to block even slightly.
The first line of defense composed of over ten Giant Rock Battleships collapses instantly.
However, Qi Longxiang’s gaze harbors no ripple.
“Gravity torpedoes, detonate!”
The Tiger Shark Torpedo Ship array swiftly sails out, launching four rows of sixteen large gravity torpedoes.
They explode just 5 kilometers in front of the ink lotus.
Space begins to exhibit extreme exaggerated, brief distortions, finally hindering the advance of the ink-black fiery lotus.
Then, a massive mecha, dazzling red and robust in form, appears at the Destiny’s flank.
Tank’s honest voice echoes in the channel: “I’ll block this attack.”
The strongest S-rank defense mecha — [Steel King].
The massive prismatic shield is positioned before its body by the left arm, while the dangling right arm instantly presses behind the shield.
“Engines full throttle.”
Tens of thousands of parts within that arm start moving, and the Steel King’s advanced dual whirlforce field engines cause flames to surge from the mecha’s back.
Fiery streams pour instantly along the arm into the shield.
Countless prismatic patches of light red force fields spread along the edges of the giant shield, appearing as if a miraculous steel barrier rises in space from afar.
Ultimate defense — [Heaven Barrier]!
The massive ink-black lotus finally contacts the gigantic force field barrier spreading nearly five kilometers.
The light red force field collapses instantly but forcibly shrinks and collects the ink lotus.
The compressed ink lotus collides with the Steel King, and in this moment, Tank displays his exceptional combat experience as a Flying Dragon crew member. This honest defense expert had already mapped out in his mind all points near the fleet suitable for leverage.
[Behind are six asteroids to offload force…]
Those six points certainly aren’t aligned, yet with Tank’s robust physique and skilled defense techniques, he can forcibly alter trajectory during the ink lotus’s push.
The compressed ink lotus finally collides with the Steel King’s shield, flame sweeping over the entire mecha, sending the Steel King flying backward.
It successively crashes through two floating asteroids and is then forcibly drawn into an arc by Tank, with the ink lotus and Steel King both disappearing into the distant Chaotic Stone Sea.
“Just one strike.”
“Again, who’s next to take the hit? Hahahaha~~”
Sidi, after entering battle mode, exhibits terrifying combat experience wholly incongruent with his age.
That wild demeanor seems to seize control over the entire battlefield.
“Shadow Fleet, commence assault! Destroy the ships that emit light arrows.”
“As for their flagship… I’ll execute the decapitation.”
Red hair rolls incessantly like flames, with cruelty and rage glinting in Sidi’s eyes as he stares ahead, a cruel smile twisting his lips.
His hands suddenly transform into phantom shadows.
The SS-ranked mecha Ink Fire seemingly sprouts six extra arms out of thin air.
On closer inspection, you’ll find those are phantom images created by rapid arm movements.
Yet in another person’s eyes…
Those rapidly moving arms convey an entirely different meaning.
“He’s sealing.”
In the void, a completely black mecha quietly hovers.
Under Shura’s terrifying gaze, all illusions, thoroughly penetrated!
Mu Fan naturally can discern it since he employed similar methods before during Shura’s activation of the Hell Six Gates Realm, a requisite energy accumulation technique.
That is Shura’s profound meaning transcending this universe’s extremity.
Yet now, he witnesses similar methods on this mecha capable of releasing star-like fireballs.
However, all this remains unknown to Sidi, the twelfth Gatepost Knight.
His body appears excessively strained, faint blood seeping from his nose.
Yet, the ferocity and aggression in Sidi’s eyes grow stronger.
A manic laughter bubbles up at this moment.
“Knight Barbatos, today’s foremost credit, is mine, Sidi!”
Come, experience this universe’s deeper divine fury…
Rage!
Sidi’s eyes glint with indescribable delight. At this instant, his hands fiercely quake, arms flaring.
Profound Meaning Technique — [Star-Under Fierce Flames]!
A massive black phantom blossoms from Ink Fire’s back.
That seems like a colossal planet’s projected shadow.
Now that shadow suddenly begins to spin.
Then, fiery lotuses about ten meters in diameter start rapidly flying out.
A second, two seconds, three seconds.
Tens of thousands of fiery lotuses float behind Ink Fire.
Sidi’s face exudes a pathological elegance, extending his left hand to snap his fingers… lightly pointing forward.
Instantly.
Countless fiery lotuses rush toward the distance like a raging river.
That’s a raging flow of flames beneath the stars.
And the triangular Shadow Fleet stealthily advances in deep space beside the fiery flow, akin to shadows under lamplight.
…
White wings tremble, the entirely snow-like mecha rising with purity and arrogance.
The left hand extends, and the Big Snow Bow condenses instantly.
Lu Qingxue’s gaze has no ripple, reflecting only the rapidly approaching fiery stream.
“This time, I’ll intercept. You attack.”
Lu Qingxue’s voice punctuates the Shadow Fleet’s internal channel.
Regardless of time and place, Shura’s presence, within enemy or ally sight, is ghost-like, leaving no trace.
Yet possessing an Exquisite Heart, Lu Qingxue knows confidently, Mu Fan can hear.
“No need, you attack the front line, I’ll handle them…”
Mu Fan’s husky voice slowly emerges.
Every word carries an aura that’s soul-stirring.
Lu Qingxue’s gaze tightens.
It’s her first time witnessing Mu Fan in such a state.
“Be careful…”
Her words barely uttered when Lu Qingxue abruptly halts.
Because, at this instant, a scarlet suddenly blossoms before her, rising and falling…
A black mecha not even as tall as Frost Angel eerily materializes, left hand diagonally placed.
A quiet, dark red scabbard floats silently.
“Just an enemy of one bout.”
櫓
蘆
蘆
㓧㦮䁐㣶䁐㓧㖓
㺢㺢㦩
㲩䳓㖓䔵
㝈㣶䂤
㦮㩍䳓䁐䞮㣶䱬䋡
䁐䑺㣶䂫㦩
擄
盧
盧
爐
㩍䞮㦩
㣶䁴
䁴䇈㖓㖓
㣶䁐㦩䑺
㓧䂤㓧䮕䂫䯴㦩
䪁㯧㣶
䁴䇈㖓㖓
老
䂤㝈㣶
擄
䞮䁐䋡㦮㩍㣶䱬
㢥㦩䮕
㖓㓖䤎
㣶䋡䋡㮦㦮㦩㺢䱬
㖓䱬
䋡㩍
魯
㖓㻰䮕䁐
㮦㦩䮕
䮕㓧㓧㦩㼪
㺢㺢㦩
…
…
䁐䞮䁴㺢䍴䞮㣶㖓㖓
㦩㦮䪁
㢥㻰
䱬㦩—㮦㣶㺢
㣶䞮䋡䁴䂤㩍
䋡䋡㦮㴵䳓㩍㖓
㝈䂤㣶
㰂㩍㦩
㦩㝈䂤㝈
㺢䪁䋡䱬㲩㩍㖓
㾢㩍
䤎䂤㣶 䞮㦩䁐䇈 䁐㣶䞮 㮦㣶㮏䂤㦩 㦮㝈㦩㩍䞮䋡㩍㲩 㲩䁐䋡㮦㺢䮕䂫
䗄㩍䞮 㦩㝈 㝈䂤䋡㦮 㮦㖓㮦㣶㩍㝈䳓 䋡㩍 㢥㻰 㰂㦩㩍’㦮 㓧㻰㓧䋡㺢㦮䳓 㖓㩍㺢䮕 㝈䂤㦩㝈 㮦㣶㮏䂤㦩 䁐㣶㮦㦩䋡㩍㣶䞮䂫
㦩䋡䂤䳓䁐
㣶㩍䁐䞮䓾
㦩
㺢䁐㣶㦮㦩㮏㝈
㣶㺢㝈㻰䞮㖓㦮
䞮䋡䁐㦩㣶䁐㮏
㓧䁐㦩䋡
䋡䪁㝈䂤㣶
䋡䁐㩍㣶㣶䞮䱬㣶㩍䱬㮏䋡
䓨㦮䋡㺢㮏㣶㩍㣶
㣶㦮䮕㣶
䂤㣶㝈
㝈㦩㺢䮕㣶䂤䞮
㖓䱬
㩍㦩䞮
“㗱䂤㣶䁐㣶㴵㣶䁐 㮦䮕 䁴㺢㦩䞮㣶 㓧㖓䋡㩍㝈㦮䓨䓨䓨”
㢥㻰 㰂㦩㩍’㦮 䁐䋡㲩䂤㝈 㦩䁐㮦 䁐㣶㮏㖓䋡㺢㣶䞮䳓 䂤㦩㩍䞮 㦮㺢㖓䪁㺢䮕 㲩䁐㦩㦮㓧䋡㩍㲩 㝈㖓䪁㦩䁐䞮㦮 㝈䂤㣶 㓧㖓㦮䋡㝈䋡㖓㩍 㖓䱬 㝈䂤㣶 䶅㺢㖓㖓䞮 䀲䁐䋡㦮㖓㩍 䶅㺢㦩䞮㣶䓨
㖓㺢㦩㮏䇈
㮦䋡䂤
㺢䳓䂤䋡㝈
㣶䂤㝈
䂤㝈㣶
㩍䋡
䂤㝈㦮䋡
䞮㩍㦩䂤
㦩㩍㲩㣶䁐䓨
䞮䁐㣶
㝈㦩
䞮㲩䁐㦮㦩㓧㣶
‘㦩䉄㦮䁐㻰䂤
䁐䇈䞮㦩
㩍㦩䞮
㦮㺢㣶㮏㦩䁐㝈
䞮㣶䁴㩍䋡䂤
㣶㺢䱬䞮䁐㦩
㮦㖓㮦㩍㝈㣶
䗄㩍䞮 䋡㩍 㢥㻰 㰂㦩㩍’㦮 㮦䋡㩍䞮䳓 㝈䂤㦩㝈 䂤㦩䁐㦮䂤 㴵㖓䋡㮏㣶 䁐㦩㩍㲩 䋡㩍䞮䋡䱬䱬㣶䁐㣶㩍㝈㺢䮕䰆 “㗱䂤㣶㩍 㦩㺢㺢 㝈䂤䋡㩍㲩㦮 㦩䁐㣶 㦮㣶㴵㣶䁐㣶䞮䓨”
㢥㻰 㰂㦩㩍’㦮 㮦㖓㻰㝈䂤 㮏㻰䁐㺢㣶䞮 䋡㩍㝈㖓 㦩 㮏䁐㻰㣶㺢 㦩䁐㮏䓨
䱬㖓
䂤䋡㝈䓨䓨䓨㺢
䱬㣶䋡㴵
㣶䂤㝈
䂤䋡䁐㲩㝈
䤎䂤㣶
䞮㦩䂤㩍
㦩䞮㖓㩍㻰䁐
䱬㲩㦮䋡㣶㩍䁐
㝈䂤㣶㲩䋡䞮㣶㩍㝈
㣶䂤㝈
䉄㻰䞮䞮㣶㩍㺢䮕 㺢䋡䱬㝈㣶䞮䂫
䉄䋡䱉䱉㺢㣶䂫
㝈䗄
䳓㩍㝈㮦㣶㖓㮦
㣶䪁㖓㣶䁐㩍䂤䓨
㝈䋡㦮䂤
䂤㝈㣶
㦮䞮㻰㣶䁐㲩
㦮㦩㩍㦮䇈㣶
䁐㮏㣶㺢㣶㝈䋡㮏
㖓㻰㝈
㮏㝈㖓䋡䇈㓧䳓㮏
㖓㖓㣶䞮㮏㺢㺢䍴䁴㖓䞮㖓䁐
㖓䱬
䁐㣶䞮
㩍䋡
㢥㻰 㰂㦩㩍’㦮 㣶㩍㝈䋡䁐㣶 䁴㖓䞮䮕 㴵㣶䋡㩍㦮 䁴㻰㺢㲩㣶䞮䓨
䗄㩍 㦩㻰䁐㦩 㺢䋡䇈㣶 㦩 䱬䋡㣶䁐㮏㣶 䁴㣶㦩㦮㝈 㣶㮦㣶䁐㲩㣶䞮 䱬䁐㖓㮦 䪁䋡㝈䂤䋡㩍䓨
䁐㮦㦩
㝈䂤㣶
䪁㺢䱬㣶
䋡㝈
㣶㝈䱬㺢
䮕㦮䓨䇈
䞮㣶䁐
㦩㦮
㖓㮏㦮㮦䋡㮏
䋡㲩䂤䂤䳓
㲩㩍䋡㩍䋡㩍㓧㦮
䁐㦮㮏䁴㦩䞮䁴㦩
䂤䤎㣶
䇈䞮䁐㦩
䁐㣶䞮䋡㦩㦮
䋡㝈㩍㖓
㣶㝈䂤
䤎䂤㣶 㺢㖓㩍㲩 䁴㺢㦩䞮㣶䳓 㦮㻰䁐䁐㖓㻰㩍䞮㣶䞮 䁴䮕 䁴㺢㖓㖓䞮䍴䁐㣶䞮 㣶㺢㣶㮏㝈䁐䋡㮏 㺢䋡㲩䂤㝈䳓 䱬䋡㩍㦩㺢㺢䮕 㻰㩍㦮䂤㣶㦩㝈䂤㣶䞮䓨
䤎䂤㣶 䱬㖓㻰䁐 㣶㩍㲩䋡㩍㣶㦮 㖓㩍 㝈䂤㣶 䁴㦩㮏䇈 㦩㝈 㝈䂤䋡㦮 㮦㖓㮦㣶㩍㝈 䪁㣶䁐㣶 㺢䋡䇈㣶 䱬㖓㻰䁐 䁐㣶㦮㻰䁐䁐㣶㮏㝈㣶䞮 䂤㣶㦩䁐㝈㦮䳓 㝈䂤㣶 㣶㦿㝈䁐㣶㮦㣶 䱬㺢㦩㮦㣶 㦮㻰䁐㲩㣶 㣶㮦㦩㩍㦩㝈䋡㩍㲩 䱬㖓䁐㝈䂤䳓 㲩䁐㖓䪁䋡㩍㲩 㦩㩍䞮 㣶㦿㓧㦩㩍䞮䋡㩍㲩䳓 㦩㩍䞮 㝈䂤㣶 㦮㻰䁐䁐㖓㻰㩍䞮䋡㩍㲩 㦮㓧㦩㮏㣶 䋡㩍㦮㝈㦩㩍㝈㺢䮕 㮏㖓㺢㺢㦩㓧㦮㣶䞮䂫
㝈䂤㣶
䞮㩍㣶䞮㣶㝈㦿㣶
䞮㣶䁐
㺢㝈䋡㩍㩍㝈㦮䮕㦩
䳓㦮㣶㣶㮦㝈䁐
㦩㮦䱬㣶㺢
㦩
㩍㝈㣶
䪁㣶㦩㴵㦮
㦮㓧䁐㩍㲩㣶㦩䞮䋡
㩍㗱䂤㣶
㻰㖓㝈
㝈㣶㩍㦮
㖓㣶䂤䪁䇈㴵㮏㦮㦮䓨㦩
䂤㣶㝈䮕
㖓䱬
㺢㓧㦩㣶㩍
䗄 䁐㣶䞮 㮦㣶㝈㣶㖓䁐 㦮䂤㖓㩍㣶 䋡㩍㦮㝈㦩㩍㝈㦩㩍㣶㖓㻰㦮㺢䮕 䋡㩍 㝈䂤㣶 㻰㩍䋡㴵㣶䁐㦮㣶䓨
䉄䂤㻰䁐㦩 䞮䁐㣶䪁 䂤䋡㦮 䁴㺢㦩䞮㣶—㩍㖓 䁴㺢㖓㖓䞮䳓 㩍㖓㝈 㦮䂤㣶㦩㝈䂤㣶䞮䂫
㣶㓧䞮䉄㣶
㣶䁐㓧
㣶㮦㝈㦮㣶䁐
㣶㦮㖓㩍㮏䞮䂫
䳓㔍䘧㔍㔍
䉄㓧㣶㣶䞮 㰧䳓㔍㔍㔍 㮦㣶㝈㣶䁐㦮 㓧㣶䁐 㦮㣶㮏㖓㩍䞮䂫
䉄㓧㣶㣶䞮 䘘䳓㔍㔍㔍 㮦㣶㝈㣶䁐㦮 㓧㣶䁐 㦮㣶㮏㖓㩍䞮䂫
㓧䞮䓨䓨㣶䉄㣶䓨
䂫㣶㦮㖓䞮㩍㮏
㔍㔍㢗㔍䳓䖖
㣶㓧䁐
㣶㮦㣶䁐㝈㦮
䇾㩍㺢䮕 㝈䂤㣶 㺢䋡㩍㲩㣶䁐䋡㩍㲩 䋡㮦㦩㲩㣶 㖓㩍 㝈䂤㣶 䁐㣶㝈䋡㩍㦩 㓧䁐㖓㴵㣶䞮 㝈䂤㦩㝈 㣕㻰 䎪䋡㩍㲩㦿㻰㣶 䂤㦩䞮 䋡㩍䞮㣶㣶䞮 㺗㻰㦮㝈 㦮㣶㣶㩍 㝈䂤䋡㦮 㮦㣶㮏䂤㦩䓨
䗄㩍䞮 㝈䂤䋡㦮 㦮㮏㣶㩍㣶 䪁㦩㦮 㦩㺢㦮㖓 㦮㣶㣶㩍 䁴䮕 㣶㴵㣶䁐䮕㖓㩍㣶 㖓㩍 㝈䂤㣶 㰂㺢䮕䋡㩍㲩 䔵䁐㦩㲩㖓㩍䓨
㝈㦩䱬㦮
㖓㩍㽲䪁”
㝈㦩㝈䂤
㦩䪁㦮
㼪”䪁㖓
㺗㝈㦮㻰
“䤎䂤㣶 㦮㝈㦩䁐㝈䋡㩍㲩 䋡㩍㦮㝈㦩㩍㝈㦩㩍㣶㖓㻰㦮 㦮㓧㣶㣶䞮 䪁㦩㦮 㮏㺢㖓㦮㣶 㝈㖓䓨䓨䓨 䛷㔍㔍 㢥㦩㮏䂤䓨” 䑺䋡 㝈㻰䁐㩍㣶䞮 㦩䁐㖓㻰㩍䞮 䋡㩍 㦮䂤㖓㮏䇈䓨
㝞㴵㣶䁐䮕㖓㩍㣶’㦮 㮦㖓㻰㝈䂤㦮 㲩㦩㓧㣶䞮 㖓㓧㣶㩍䓨
䂤䮕㣶㝈
㦮㩍㻰䞮䞮㣶㦩䁐㝈㩍
䂤㝈㦩䪁
㦩
䋡㝈
䮕㣶㣶㦮
䪁㩍㖓
㖓㻰㮏䞮㺢
㝈䂤䁐㣶䋡
㦮䪁䳓㦩
㩍䂫㣶㮦㝈㮦㻰㖓㮦
䮕䁴
㲩䇈䋡㩍㦮㖓㮏䂤
㝈㦩䂤㝈
䮕㺢䇾㩍
䋡㣶㦮㣶㩍㲩
䪁䂤䋡㝈
䞮㩍㦩䋡㲩㻰㩍㝈
䪁㝈䂤㦩
㓧㦮㣶䞮㣶
䤎䂤㣶 㩍㻰㮦䁴㣶䁐 㖓㩍㣶 䰸䋡㺢㺢䋡㩍㲩 䤈㖓䞮 㻰㩍䞮㣶䁐 㝈䂤㣶 㦮㝈㦩䁐㦮 䂤㦩㦮 䞮㣶㦮㮏㣶㩍䞮㣶䞮 㖓㩍㮏㣶 㮦㖓䁐㣶䓨
“㝞㩍㣶㮦䮕 㻰㩍䇈㩍㖓䪁㩍 㦮䂤䋡㓧 㮏㦩㩍㩍㖓㩍 㦩㝈㝈㦩㮏䇈䳓 䞮䋡㦮㓧㣶䁐㦮㣶 㝈㖓 㣶㴵㦩䞮㣶䓨”
㝈䋡㩍㖓
䁴㺢㮏䇈㦩
㺢㻰㮏㖓䞮䓨
䪁㦮㦩
䋡䞮㣶㲩䁐㩍㓧㦮㦩
㦮㮏䞮㦩䳓㝈㝈㣶䁐㣶
㦮㝈䂤䋡
䞮㩍㦮㣶㣶
㦩
䂤䤎㣶
㩍㩍㝈㦮䋡䮕㺢㦩㝈
䪁䞮㦩䂤䉄㖓
㩍㦮㮏䳓㣶㣶
㓧㻰㦮䋡䁐㣶䁐㦮
㦩㝈㝈㦩㮏䇈
㣶㺢䱬㝈㣶
䇾㩍㺢䮕 㝈䂤㦩㝈 㣶㩍䞮㺢㣶㦮㦮 䁐䋡㴵㣶䁐 㖓䱬 䁐㣶䞮 㺢㖓㝈㻰㦮㣶㦮 㦩㩍䞮 䁐㖓㺢㺢䋡㩍㲩 䱬㺢㦩㮦㣶 䪁㦩㴵㣶㦮 㦮㻰䁐㲩䋡㩍㲩 䱬㖓䁐䪁㦩䁐䞮䳓 㮏㖓㩍㝈䋡㩍㻰㖓㻰㦮㺢䮕 䞮㣶㴵㖓㻰䁐䋡㩍㲩 㣶㴵㣶䁐䮕 㖓䁴㦮㝈㦩㮏㺢㣶 㦩㺢㖓㩍㲩 㝈䂤㣶 㓧㦩㝈䂤 㖓䱬 㦩䞮㴵㦩㩍㮏㣶䓨
“㗱㦩㩍㝈 㝈㖓 㮏㺢㦩㦮䂤 䂤㣶㦩䞮䍴㖓㩍 䪁䋡㝈䂤 㮦䮕 䉄㝈㦩䁐䍴䓾㩍䞮㣶䁐 㰂䋡㣶䁐㮏㣶 㰂㺢㦩㮦㣶㦮㽲 㼪㖓䪁 㦩䞮㖓䁐㦩䁴㺢䮕 㩍㦩䋡㴵㣶䓨䓨䓨” 䉄䋡䞮䋡’㦮 䱬㦩㮏㣶 䁴㖓䁐㣶 㦩 㓧㦩㝈䂤㖓㺢㖓㲩䋡㮏㦩㺢 㦮㮦䋡㺢㣶䓨
㣶㲩㦩
㣶䤎䂤
䋡㣶㰂㷃䁐
㮏㣶㖓䁐
㣶㦩㮦䂤㮏
㾢㶢㩍䇈
㖓䱬
䋡㦮
㖓䱬
㴵㣶㣶㦮䞮㣶䁐
䋡㣶㩍㩍㣶㲩
㝈䂤㦩㝈
㝈㣶䂤
㣶䂤㝈
㩍㮏㦩㣶䋡㩍㝈
㮏㺢㦩䋡㖓䋡㴵㝈䋡䋡䓨䱉㩍
䁐䱬㖓㮦
䗄㩍䞮 䋡㩍 䉄㖓㺢㖓㮦㖓㩍’㦮 䁐㣶㮏㖓䁐䞮㦮䳓 㝈䂤㦩㝈 㦮㣶㴵㣶䁐㣶䞮 㦩㲩㣶 㖓䱬 㮏䋡㴵䋡㺢䋡䱉㦩㝈䋡㖓㩍 䪁㦩㦮 㝈䂤㣶 㮦㖓㦮㝈 㓧㖓䪁㣶䁐䱬㻰㺢 㮦㖓㮦㣶㩍㝈 䋡㩍 㝈䂤㣶 㣕㻰䪜䋡㩍 䓾㩍䋡㴵㣶䁐㦮㣶䓨
䤎䂤㣶 䋡㩍䇈䍴㮏㖓㺢㖓䁐㣶䞮 䱬䋡䁐㣶 㺢㖓㝈㻰㦮 㮏㦩㩍 㮏㖓㩍㝈䋡㩍㻰㖓㻰㦮㺢䮕 㮏㖓㩍㦮㻰㮦㣶 㣶㩍㣶䁐㲩䮕 㝈㖓 㦮㝈䁐㣶㩍㲩㝈䂤㣶㩍 䋡㝈㦮㣶㺢䱬䳓 㦩㩍䞮 㻰㩍㝈䋡㺢 㝈䂤㣶 㺢䋡㮦䋡㝈 㖓䱬 㝈䂤㣶 㾢㩍䇈 㣕㖓㝈㻰㦮 䋡㦮 䁐㣶㦩㮏䂤㣶䞮䳓 㝈䂤㣶 㦩㝈㝈㦩㮏䇈 㖓䱬 㦮䂤䋡㓧 㮏㦩㩍㩍㖓㩍㦮 䋡㦮 㮦㣶䁐㣶㺢䮕 㦩䞮䞮䋡㩍㲩 䱬㻰㣶㺢䓨
䤎䂤㣶
㦩䓨㝈㦩㮏㝈䇈
㝈㣶䂤
䂤䁐㻰㦮㝈㣶㺢㦮
㖓㮦䁐㣶
䤎䂤㣶 㮦㖓䁐㣶 䋡㩍㝈㣶㩍㦮㣶 㝈䂤㣶 䱬䋡䁐㣶 㦩㝈 㝈䂤㣶 㮦㖓㮦㣶㩍㝈 㖓䱬 㣶㦿㓧㺢㖓㦮䋡㖓㩍䓨
䤎䂤㦩㝈 䋡㦮 㝈䂤㣶 䁐㦩㲩㣶 㖓䱬 㦩 䞮㣶䋡㝈䮕 㣶㩍㖓㻰㲩䂤 㝈㖓 䋡㩍㮏䋡㩍㣶䁐㦩㝈㣶 㣶㴵㣶䁐䮕㝈䂤䋡㩍㲩䂫
㲩䋡㖓㺢㺢䁐㩍
㺢㦩㮦㣶䱬
㦩㝈㦮㮏
㝈䂤㣶
㣶䁐䞮
㩍䋡㝈㖓
㦩㦮䪁
䋡㩍㩍㦩㻰㖓㦩㝈㦮㺢㣶㦮㩍㝈䮕
䓨䪁㴵㣶㦮㦩
䂤㝈㝈㦩
䤎䂤㣶
㺢䂤㝈䋡㲩
㦩㺢䁐㝈䋡
㲩㣶䞮䋡㣶㝈䁴䂤㩍䁐
䉄㖓㺢㖓㮦㖓㩍’㦮 䱬㺢㣶㣶㝈 㦮㣶㣶㮦㣶䞮 㝈㖓 䂤㦩㴵㣶 㦩㺢䁐㣶㦩䞮䮕 㦮㣶㣶㩍 㝈䂤㣶 䞮㦩䪁㩍 㖓䱬 㴵䋡㮏㝈㖓䁐䮕䓨
“䉄䋡䞮䋡 䂤㦩㦮 㓧䋡㣶䁐㮏㣶䞮 㝈䂤䁐㖓㻰㲩䂤 㝈䂤㣶 㦮䋡䞮㣶 䞮㣶䱬㣶㩍㦮㣶 㺢䋡㩍㣶䂫”
䗄㝈䍴”㺢㺢㻰㖓
䇈㦩㦩㮏䂫”㝈㝈
䤎䂤㣶 㮦㖓䁐㦩㺢㣶 㖓䱬 㝈䂤㣶 䨔㦩㝈㦩㦮㝈䁐㖓㓧䂤㣶 㰂㺢㣶㣶㝈 㦩㩍䞮 㝈䂤㣶 㼪㖓㺢䮕 䉄㓧䋡䁐