It seems that there is plenty of water here, called the paradise of the gods or the sky.
The buildings in the divine realm also seem to have beautifully furnished flower beds, waterways, or fountains.
While passing by several buildings, you hear the sound of water flowing.
If you can relax and read a book like this, you'll understand that you want to say this place is paradise.
He walked so far through the divine realm, aiming for the largest building that Archbishop Paul had pointed out.
There seems to be a god there.
Inside, they circle through the entrance of a building like a large temple.
Apparently, there are no immortal kings or Naja here yet.
There is no trace of unclean magic.
But there was no one in this building originally, and there was no sound.
I thought there might be survivors, but is there no one?
It's kind of idle, isn't it?
"Yes, it's more strange than that. This temple is supposed to be inaccessible to the juncture... Nothing happened and you were able to get in normally."
"Boundary?
"Yes, this temple cannot enter due to magical boundaries. Worst of all, I was thinking about breaking down the walls here and going inside, so to put it mildly, yes."
"Oh, I see. Well, let's just assume you're lucky. So, where is that god?
"This way, Ars. There's a god over there."
"In the back? I mean, can I come in now? You have a God, don't you? I can't help complaining about disrespect."
"Nobody seems to be here, so there's nothing to complain about."
"Nh, no, it may be, but God himself complains."
"Then you'll be fine. Here we go. Here it is."
I don't know what I know.
Archbishop Paul, who has been here once, follows him slowly through the temple.
But are you sure you're okay?
Though I thought there was no god, if there was, wouldn't you be mad at me for imitating me stepping on my feet?
Hmm, that's how I got worried.
But Archbishop Paul just kept going.
And it looks like we're finally in the room we're looking for.
There's a huge door, and there's a god over there that appeals to the executives.
Open the door and enter.
"Oh, my goodness."
"What are you doing? Come on in, Ars. Come on, this is it. We need to get this idol out."
"What about idols? What about God?"
"This statue of God is God himself."
"Oh, oh, really? Oh, I see. You mean you don't have to worry about God complaining? If the statue is a god, there's nothing to complain about."
When I knocked on the door, I thought I should somehow bow my head and say thank you.
So I couldn't check the condition on the other side of the door immediately.
But when Archbishop Paul spoke to me, he raised his head and nobody was there.
There was only a statue in the back of a large room.
The statue took the form of a man of equal size.
They say this is the god of the church.
If you look closely, it's a statue of a woman, so maybe it's better if it's a statue of a goddess.
But I wonder how far I've come just to collect these statues.
"Well, it's not just a statue, is it? It seems to contain incredible magic."
Speaking of which, did you get an explanation of how the church works?
By swearing an oath to God, the priest of the church will be able to use the ritual of naming.
And when the priest dies, the connection of the magic paths of the people returns from the dead priest to God.
Does that mean that magic flows through this idol?
If you think so, this idol must still be an absolute thing.
After all, the amount of magic contained in it is incredible.
Or is this even better than Atmosphere?
I think I'll get mad if I break it.
Carry it carefully using nerves, and if it's a big magic bag, open your mouth and you'll get in.
I'll pack it up over there.
So I put my hand on the idol.
"No, what is this? Are you alive?
"That's right, boy. The woman is alive. Even if he turns his body into a stone, he's still alive."
"Who is it?
I suddenly understood the moment I touched the idol.
This statue is definitely alive.
It doesn't move at all, it's as hard as a stone, but it's still alive.
It was the moment when I intuitively understood it.
Someone agreed with me.
But that wasn't the voice of Archbishop Paul.
Tanatos and Ian are not in this temple.
I was alerted to the immortals who were still out there.
And it's not the voice of a woman like Lyla who's guarding Archbishop Paul.
A man whose voice I don't know answered me.
Turn around in a hurry to explore the surroundings.
Then I immediately noticed its existence.
Rather, I wonder why I haven't noticed it before.
There was a man there for the first time.
"Ask who you are against the rest. My name is Doren. Become Dogma Doren."
A man who responds politely to my voice.
Dogma Doren, King of the Immortals.
There was the figure of the first king who built the kingdom in an unclean land where monsters filled the world with filth.