Hermit Wizard

It was the place beyond the wall where the voice was heard.

I don't know what you're saying right now, but · ·!

“Let's dig into the wall and go. ”

I don't know who it is. Once I notice my presence, I intend to stop my mouth. Raising his hand toward the willed side, McQuaid said.

“Wait! It's not too late to find out what kind of xenophobia you are! ”

Marudo stabbed me in the hood like a sympathizer.

“It won't take long. ”

I frowned and used magic to open the thick door. The air inside is swirling out. Then my face became more distorted.

“Ah, Mr! It smells crazy.”

A stench that is incomprehensible. I think my nose will fall out. In a dark room without even lighting, the creature who sent me intent was tied up on the bed in a restraining suit.

Only the skin on the corresponding part of the head is very slightly visible. I see a luminous bump. It is not a creature of this world at all.

Blessing of the Gods, which is marvellous! Who the hell are you?

The traces of Kilgeniapros left in my body must have stirred him up. Just as the floorboards lost their minds and were unable to cover their bodies.

“· · · What are you doing? ”

I, as I have already said, am a saint!

“Saint? What is that? Priest? Oh, I can feel the divine power. ”

I could barely detect it as I approached. I raise my head.

“But it's very weak. ”

The presence of divine power has fallen even when compared to the Magogs of the White Rocks, the Oil, the Solvent of the World Beyond the Injury Channel, and the Demons. When I heard, the foreigners trembled. It is followed by a mindset of shameful feelings.

The saint is different from the priest. We did not receive God's Token on our souls.

It means that the seal of God is not on the soul.

Do not set aside our gods or priests. The Apostle himself remained in the land of the Deadly for as long as ever and ruled over the blessed kingdom and performed the priestly work on his behalf. Teach the people of the Kingdom faith in God and the right way of life. Our saints are given a little power by the apostles, servants who are his hands and feet.

Send an apostle to rule the dead themselves? A god who loves the congregation so much? Is it the kind of god who sends a curse if he mistouches the congregation?

If that were true, the torturers would have had to be cursed, so it was unlikely, but I might ask.

“What is the true name of the god you serve? ”

Silent Golden Throne.

I look into my head, but I don't know God. It is sacred in the world of Parvash.

By the way, instead of making the first priest, and then disappearing from the world, they're not making priests and governing the country. It's a concept I've never heard of.

Is love for the congregation really the reason?

“Why would he do such a strange thing? ”

The foreigners shake their heads.

How do you fully understand the will of those who are not gods?

Even so, so did Parvasse. Even the soothsayers don't fully understand what God is for.

Among the reasons why it was difficult to understand God, there were some that showed so strong a distinction and so diverse a group called God.

Neither the way we communicate with the immortals nor the message we convey to the congregation are united. The most common pattern is to spread the faith with apostles and priests, and to order wizards, but this was not an absolute rule either.

As an exemplary example, Kilgeniapros makes spells, but there are no apostles or priests, and of course there is no apostolic activity.

Kaidemos does not make spells and has no apostles, but God creates his own priests (the Demons) and his priests contract to collect the souls of the immortals instead of the apostasy.

I don't know what god he's serving in front of my eyes right now, but there are only apostles and no priests. However, it seems that there is also a primordial activity on that subject.

· · · All you have to say is this.

As the xenophobia explains, he sends his thoughts.

We're just focusing on the mission.

“What is that? ”

The saint pauses and talks.

Research and disseminate the method so that the dead can cross as many walls as possible!

· · · Huh?

What kind of novelty is that?

The Son continued to pour out his thoughts without pitying my face.

Moving into this world was also part of the research! But you will be caught by these traffickers unexpectedly! The Savior of our world was defeated in the battle with the distant old Apostle and remains in the Apostolic Palace, a deposit that barely penetrates the channel. I never thought the Savior of this world would have had such powerful powers!

It seems that there was another savior as unfortunate as the pioneer dimension savior.

This time, it's been a long time since I've been able to explore the channel. I was delighted that there might be a breakthrough in research because it's a different world! To emphasize, we are only immersed in one purpose. It is the true way of life that our God teaches us to think and try to cross the wall all the time!

The xenophobic continue to have the same intention of throwing up all of a sudden.

As part of that, we are looking for a way to quickly increase the horror of the soul in addition to magic! Magic is too dependent on talent and talent and cannot be a universal instrument for all. The transcendence with which the Savior intervened is no longer worth mentioning. We explore better possibilities. This is the Holy Will of God to bring all the mortals closer to completion!

At that moment, McQuaid said like he was doing it.

“Fuck you. Shut up! Now I see. You're the one from Russia, aren't you? ”

At that moment, the unlinguistic mind of the saint suddenly overflowed and stopped. I stopped after a very embarrassing feeling was revealed.

That's it!

I think of McQuaid's bitter smile on the mouth.

“There were so many executives all over Russia that they were scattered from one training camp to the next, and then they started an operation and captured them. Before we give them a chance to contact each other. That's why I don't know. Many of your colleagues are already dead! ”

I don't know what you're talking about!

“Staying here until now is because we've gathered enough information to torture another entity! Eugene hasn't decided what to do with you yet. That's the only reason you're alive! ”

No way. What are you doing with this guy?

The xenophobic people were embarrassed to learn that McQuaid, who was moving with me, was actually a member of this organization. McQuaid cries out to me as he struggles.

“Hey, these guys were studying how to force a human to cross a wall! Torturing the wizards of Russia! ”

What are you talking about?

“I heard from the executives! These aliens have tortured so many human beings in Russia in such a harsh way for so long! To forcefully cross the wall! ”

Oh? Did you do that?

I admired it.

“I didn't even think about it. Is that a realistic theory? ”

“· · · Is that an important point now? ”

McQuaid says it's ridiculous.

“· · · You're not human, so you can't empathize. ”

He shakes his head and talks.

“The gods they serve are strange creatures who receive souls beyond the walls as tributes! These Saints are trying to build a farm that will produce sacrifices for God! ”

“· · · Aha. Yes?”

I replied indifferently.

“Anyway, you don't have to turn off any more time. But I think I know something decent! ”

These creatures have brains that are usually in the human head.

I trigger the spell in an instant.

Whoops!

Without touching the Redemption Clothes, the heads of the Gentiles were cut clean. The spilled intentions were cut off there.

From the throat of the beheaded alien, it magically freezes and stops all sorts of fluorescent liquids from flowing out of the human blood.

I immediately turned around with my head in my backpack of beheaded foreigners.

“Here we go. Let's go. ”

McQuaid murmurs behind my back as if I was tired of walking ahead.

“That's what killed him, and why are you collecting the replacement head? Are the stocks of your kind brains? ”

Um, well. It's not something I'd eat, though.

I shrugged my shoulders and hurried my footsteps.

* * *

I ran down the basement hallway and multiplied what Saint and McQuaid had said.

The world in which the Apostle won the battle with the Savior and betrayed the Savior.

Apart from the unusual case of God, the apostle I know is usually the God's agent. It is the same as the Savior only if it is weighed down by the horror of the soul.

The apostle appears in the world of the apostles, so it is usually normal to come into contact with the indigenous peoples of that world and disappear again after creating the 'first priest’. The first priest appointed by the Apostle is the source of the spread of his faith in the world. in the case of a goddess who is a pagan.

As there are more congregations in that world, the sacred power of existing priests is also strengthened, and the number of priests is increased. The Apostle does not have to come again, because the first priests and the most powerful priests are able to give the priest's vows to other indigenous peoples.

“Before the dragon appeared, did you also serve God? ”

I asked McQuaid on the move. It was a question of reminding me of another transcendental group, the backlog. But he shook his head.

“No, there were no people among us who encountered the apostle. ”

“Hm · · ·. Yes?”

I think of Margot with a horse tail like that. She said she had already met the Apostle before the dragon appeared in this world. The land of blood and oil is the first priest in the world to be nominated.

But before spreading the faith properly, the dragon appeared and there was a war. Consequently, the congregation who served the earth of blood and oil in this world was only the people of the White Book, the transcendents.

I had a strange feeling that Margo might not be here to avoid the dragon's hand, even though she was a human transcendent.

The transcendents of human origin tried to pursue and abduct even after the war. But Margo never said that the pursuers followed him. Rather, it was said that after the agreement, they were forced to leave the island.

The difference is · · ·. Maybe it's because Margo was a priest?

It was just severe, but vaguely so.

At that time.

The floor made a small sound that only my ears could hear.

“They are already polluted by the divine power. ”

I was in contact with my skin, and then I read surface psychology.

No, wait a minute. Contaminated by divine power?

I recall it in my head. Maru said ‘them’, not ‘her’ now. Do they mean only priests, or are they a concept that includes congregations who have succeeded in the apostolate?

In case McQuaid heard it, I didn't do it all the time. I should ask the floor a few more questions at a quiet place later.

I think deeper.

God and Savior. God and Savior.

The existence that has already become God guesses what the relationship between the Old Testament and the alternative who is about to become God will be. A chaos song echoes in my head what I once mentioned about God. Did he say "the terror of the possessor"? Why else would God persecute a being that has not yet become a God?

During that thought, I approached in front of a huge door located at the end of the underground passageway.

It was our final destination.

* * *

Perhaps the protectors of the Great Convention have defended this place before the city of New York was properly formed. I could only think of it that way.

There was a vast space that I never imagined when I opened the giant door.

When I looked carefully at the interior, I quickly realized the identity of a feeling of guilt. Yeah, a huge cave in the basement of Dubai's control zone. This place resembles it.

An urban underground landscape that feels surreal. This place could no longer be refurbished with the concept of the building's basement. It was such a huge cave. A chaotic cavity whose depth has become the height of the ceiling. The place was covered by the edge of darkness, so that it could not be seen properly.

And there was a clearer, more abysmal darkness at its centre than any other shadow.

At first it appeared to be a part of the shadow that had not been invaded by light, the end of the veil that had been opened by darkness. But it was an illusion. It didn't take long to notice.

The object before his eyes was like a giant black sculpture with no gloss. It also looked like a small building had been put in a cave. It was a dark body that dragged and swallowed everything without reflecting the light of one stalk. Yes, the scale I saw in Dubai's basement was the same color.

Muttering obliviously.

“Was it based on the dragon's body that used to recycle the body before it died? But there are still a lot of empty spots inside. I'm building it.”

It was a huge space, so it took some time to detect it with magic. The object before my eyes was almost similar to the dragon's body I saw in the channel beyond the injury. Except for the fact that it's quite large and has unusual black colors that I've never seen in the world, and that I don't feel alive in my body at all.

Inside, sophisticated magical actions are taking place.

[I] murmured.

“· · · The interior is completely new. It depends on the genetic unit. To overcome the limitations of the native species, did you die on purpose once? To get rid of weaknesses and create a new body?"

A transcendent from human origin asked.

“Hmm? What did you say? ”

I don't know what you were thinking, but it's a waste anyway.

I mutter. I can't eat. This kid can't eat.

It was a fundamental issue. Prerequisites were not established. Yeah, that ghost I crossed a while back. The old pioneer's horsepower livestock evolved, so she didn't notice. I had hopes in vain.

But if that dragon, who was originally the savior of this world, might have noticed.

So I must have been looking for it. For that long time.

I found out I can't grow it.

“· · · · with? ”

In my heart, a fragment of the pioneer Old Testament came to mind. Exit the garment completely and stare with your eyes open. His eyes were lit with a human face called Yoon Min Joon.

The debris said.

“· · · Who are you? ”

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