The northwestern control fleet is a large fleet with the Balgasar class flying battleship Isius as its flagship, with the first-degree god Nine taking command of the fleet.

The fleet made up of numerous flying battleships, flying ships, aims, as its name suggests, to the northwest, and control of the northwest continent was the main purpose of the fleet.

Simultaneous invasion of the world by the life of the lion god emperor.

It seems that it is the desire of Nine's master lion god, the Emperor, to hold in his hands all the continents that have been scattered by the great collapse, and to fully rule this world.

Nine had no interest whatsoever in the ambitions and ambitions of the Lion God Emperor. That would be so.

Nine is only bound to this world by a covenant with the Holy King who summoned himself, and if he were, he would have returned to the world that should have been five hundred years ago, where every single one of them would have done his part once in a while.

It doesn't matter, such as a hegemonic battle in Illus Valle, a stranger's different world. Interested, it was more impossible to talk about, and I didn't even get that kind of feeling.

Nevertheless, there is no way that we can defy the orders of the Lion God Emperor, nor can we.

The Lion God, the Emperor, inherited the power of the Holy King.

Perhaps the half-way success of the ritual of the resurrection of the Holy King made Leongando Ray-Gandhia, the human being who was King Gandhia, reborn into such a being.

In other words, it can be said that the gods deserve it.

Only then will Nine follow the Lion God because of his work.

I have to obey.

Because if you are heir to the power of the Holy King, you may have the power to repatriate the Nines to the world where they are supposed to be.

It is infinitely thinner as a possibility than not being the Holy King himself, but I can't even say enough that it will never be. That's why so many gods follow the Lion God Emperor.

The gods yearn for a return to the world to be.

That's all I want, want, and hope for, as if it were a raison d 'être.

As much as every man in distress asks God for salvation, he craves it.

Some desperate gods say that it is for this reason that they have endured the last five hundred years, because it is the Lion God, the heir of his power, that the Resurrection of the Holy King ended in failure and emerged.

Nine did not despair.

Rather, I had hope.

If the Lion God emperor cares about it, will he give the gods back to their original world?

Yes, I thought about it.

Hence Nine, like many other gods who were playing Vashtara, went down to the military gate of the Lion God Emperor. As a god belonging to Nea Gandia, we decided to put ourselves in a struggle.

Any of the first-degree gods in command of the other fleet, I guess. Primary God is not the only one. Almost every god should have hope for the Lion God Emperor.

That's why I enslave you.

Absolutely abide by the orders of the Lion God Emperor, and try to do so with all his body and spirit.

This time too, yes.

Nine leads the fleet to focus all their efforts on the control of the Northwest. The fleet is accompanied by a number of gods. The thoughts of those gods are one.

By making this operation a success, we will fulfill the wishes of the Lion God Emperor and thereby have ourselves returned to the world in which we should be.

That is everything, and only then can Nine and the other gods pour in the whole body.

Even so.

"That's..."

Nine was in the command room of the flying battleship Isius, looking at one of the phantom curtains.

The curtain of light, which reflects the view outside the battleship, shows the islands present on the path of the fleet. Although by no means a small island, it is helplessly small compared to the Northwestern continent.

but the large number of countries on that island, Nine, commander of the northwesterly controlled fleet, firmly remembered.

Some of the countries like Maldia, Benoagard, Silvina, Grandor, Enon, Berkur and Ethosea said they had come together to spare the day of collapse.

Among other things, Maldia and Benoagard, Ethosea, were countries with deep ties to Gandhia, the predecessor of Nea Gandhia, and were raised as subjects to be controlled by the northwesterly dominated fleet.

Of course, we must not forget to take control of countries all over the island. It's just the difference between important or not.

A phantom curtain mirrors the hillside lying in the southeast of such an island.

Because that's where the army was deployed.

First of all, I'm sure these are the ones who sensed this movement, because it's not just a human army. There's no way a mere human can detect Nea Gandia's movements.

And Nine had an idea about it. In Benoagard, there was God. A foolish God who betrayed the Holy King while summoned by the Holy King and sealed by the Nines Emperor God.

"Aren't you the backpacker mivula"

Nine saw God in the main formations and places of thought of the armies forming on the hill.

The figure of a foolish and pathetic God, named the Messiah God Mivula and others, was with the five apostles.

What boils down to two is anger. When it comes to where the anger that burns up like a burning flame and spreads all over Nine comes from, naturally, from the fact that Mivula interrupted the ritual of the Resurrection of the Holy King.

Without Mivula, if Mivula hadn't interrupted, the resurrection of the Holy Emperor would have taken place, and the Nines would have been able to make their return to the world where they were meant to be. There is no way the Holy King could have broken his covenant. You can't even make a difference.

As the gods have done, the covenant should have been fulfilled.

Yet it was no exaggeration to blame the traitor named Mivula, who is still so bound to the heavens and earth of Iles Valle.

"What are we gonna do? Commander."

It was the voice of the second-degree god Rashra who jumped in unexpectedly. A secondary god under Nine's command.

"Mivula is going to intercept us, and let us ride his thoughts."

"In other words?"

"We will launch simultaneous shelling by the fleet. It doesn't matter if the terrain changes slightly. All of his handkerchiefs will wipe out all of Mivula."

Nine's orders as fleet commander instantly went to all flying battleships, all flying ships.

Not only the main cannon of the flying battleship Isius, but all the Divine Powerful cannons point their goal up the hill. The goal is that most of them are human beings, and only the divine Mivula and his apostles can be called outsiders. but even the apostle, there was no problem.

Before the simultaneous shelling by the Divine Powerful Artillery, everything has to perish.

And you will be enslaved to the Nines.

As a Divine Soldier.

When all ships and all ships were ready to fire, Nine, unable to hold their hair, ordered.

"Shoot me!

The moment all the divine cannons carried out their shelling at the same time, the phantom light screen stained bright white. No, there was so much light that I thought the world itself might have been painted white, naturally.

And the roar.

As soon as all the shelling hit the target point directly, more flashes and explosions blew than at the time of firing, and the troops were more than they had been, there was no question that the hill itself was extinguished.

but sooner than the light of the explosion subsides, Nine is aware of the alarming reality.

"What does that mean?

The question that came to mind without who.

It arises from the fact that the hills, which should have vanished more than the ground, remain intact.

And, admitting that Mivula's army had moved out, Nine, his eyes narrowed cold.