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The light was shining in the cave, which was dug by itself. Baek Hyun opened his eyes and blinked several times. Did it just happen?

"No."

Even at that moment, he was definitely Baek Hyun himself. It didn't take much longer than I thought. The light that illuminated the darkness was the light of the dawn that came through the night. Baek Hyun raises his hand and touches his face. The crushed dead skin is pushed to the tip of the cheek. I didn't have desquamation, but I felt like I had desquamation.

Baek Hyun came out of the rock cave and spread his base. The distant sunlight shines, but he looks at it for a while without sensing the eye. Baek Hyun slowly raises his head.

Rai Lung was above the sky, and beneath her feet was a roof with glorious purple feathers. It was the first summoning number I saw, but it was not below compared to Hamir or the power he felt.

“It's amazing what I've been looking at. ”

Baek Hyun smiled as he looked up at Rai Lung. Rai Lung's eyebrows frown after hearing that. Upon hearing that Baek Hyun had left the room from Aso, he searched the entire Geishan. It took a while, but I found it right away.

It was also felt by Baek Hyun. In the world of consciousness, I felt Lei Lung approaching. If Lei Lung had done something he shouldn't have done, Baek Hyun would have left the conscious world without any foolishness. However, Lei Lung did not provoke Baek Hyun, but waited until he cleared his mind and opened his own eyes.

“... it seemed like an important moment. Did you have to interrupt?”

“If I did, I'd be angry. ”

It was a little surprising that Lei Lung was looking at the bay, but I liked her pretty much. Thanks to this, Baek Hyun was able to break the wall leading to the 6th Star by clearing his heart without dragging time.

[You should have interrupted.]

Said the dissociator.

[It was a great opportunity.]

‘There was no reason for that. ’

[Master. Do you have any idea how strong that man has become in just half a day?]

I spit it out like I was frustrated. I deserved it. Previously, he had a strength beyond humans... and continued to speak in the silence of Lei Lung.

[I don't know. Joint wire? Good. We have too many enemies, but master, don't forget that. We're the only ones who have to survive until the end.]

‘I know. ’

[Do you understand what that means? You choose who you hold hands with on the way forward, but in the end, you have to stand alone. If there's someone by your side, the owner should kill that person himself.]

As he said that, he looked down as if he was looking at Baek Hyun.

[To kill him comfortably, we need to make him a companion weaker than his master.]

You think he's stronger than me? ’

[Of course not. It's just a shame you missed the chance.]

Harry replied in a snapped voice. Rai Lung takes his phone out of the pocket of his jacket and throws it to Baek Hyun.

“Now that I've opened it, there won't be any inconvenience. ”

“International calls are expensive. ”

“Do you have a lot of people to call? ”

Lei Lung asked without much thought, but Baek Hyun became dumb after eating honey. I was a little heartbroken by unpredictable factual violence. To Baek Hyun, who was shallow and shallow, the only opponent to return the call was Seoin Colony and Essence. Rai Lung looks at Baek Hyun with his mouth open and laughs at his head.

“Why not? ”

“... no, nothing. ”

Baek Hyun turned on the liquid crystal of his cell phone and texted Seongyeon and Seongyeon. I was told not to worry too much because I traveled abroad to change my mood. After returning, I would be humiliated by the colonists, but I didn't want to cause any worries, honestly.

“What are you going to do? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“The Joint Front? Any plans? ”

“... it is impossible to predict the point of corruption of the spirit. ”

Rai Lung shakes his head.

“The Monarchic Territory lies in the outer dimension of Abyss and is completed with a sanctuary according to the monarchy's stature. No matter how apostle, it is impossible to steal the territory of another monarch. ”

“So what are you going to do? Are you just going to wait for the spirit to fall? ”

“... you're mistaken. ”

With a long sigh, Lei Lung descends to where Baek Hyun stands with Hassari. Rai Lung looked at Baek Hyun's two eyes and said,

“I can never enter the realm of the Ghost as an apostle, contracting with the Yong-joong Army. Not only me, but every hunter and apostle who serves another monarch cannot enter the territory of another monarch who has been completed as a sanctuary. ”

That was one of the reasons why Baek Hyun was special. Baek Hyun does not serve any monarch. It was the same as saying that if only the door were opened, it would have a freepass right to enter the realm of all monarchy.

“That's why I can't kill a ghost. I doubt I can kill him. ”

Baek Hyun was briefly submerged in thought.

After pondering for a moment what he could and could not do, Baek Hyun raised his head.

*

The throne was empty.

It was far beyond the firmly closed door. I didn't even want to hear it. The spirit curled up and sat in the twinkling darkness. Kung, kung. Someone's voice was mixed with the sound of knocking on the iron door, which came in to get bored.

It was the voice of the Supreme Court. The one who was once his son... Oh, please. The spirit grips his head. The chaos that encroached upon the placenta of his existence forced out memories that the spirit did not want to recall and illuminated the spirit.

“Are you ashamed? ”

I hated my son.

It was so hateful.

I didn't love the wife who gave birth to my son. One of the overflowing archers of the Protestant faith was fortunately only conceived with the seed of a thousand horses. He wasn't even the first kid I saw. Armageddon, he must have been human. When he was a human being, he had numerous children.

There was only one more child, many more. At first I thought so.

It didn't take long for me to change my mind.

“Stop...”

I felt chaos rejoicing. The beast grabs his hair while bruising his face. But the memory that came to mind didn't stop. I hated my son. I hated a son who had more talent than my father.

He was the perfect son, always for the Protestant and always for his father. I would have been less distressed if I had recognized and killed him as a very young man.

As you can see, I have my father's heart. I'm jealous of my son's talent, and I hate him for achieving it over time. In one corner of my heart, there was a line as a father that boasted an exceptional son.

So I didn't kill him. I couldn't kill him. Every time I saw my son coming to greet me in the morning, my life rose from the depths of my heart, but I could not change it into action.

“You don't have to be shy here. Jealousy belongs to everyone. ”

A laughing voice shook the darkness. That laughter was not the voice of softly sounding beyond the Iron Gate. Father. Yeonlyun was calling out the armor outside the Iron Gate. The spirit chewed his lower lip. Seekerman blood gushed from his lips like a waterfall.

“You...”

The spirit gasps. Memories I don't want to think about. The memory of being a human being, not so ugly. Every time I see them, the chaos that encroaches on the existence of the spirit grows stronger, and the darkness that fills the room boils.

“Who are you...? ”

It was a voice that I felt like I had heard it before, and I didn't think I had heard it before. The spirit could not believe his memory. Who am I in pain in the first place? The archbishop of the Catholic Church or the archbishop of the Iron Blood Palace?

“None of them. ”

The voice dazzled the spirit of the armed forces.

“You may have been a thousand horseflies once. But I don't like human characters. It was you who eventually chose to give up on him. ”

As the years went by, the achievement of nothing more. He was the proudest man of all time. It was true, but it wasn't true when my son, Yeonlyun, was born and raised.

“Are you, then, the archer of Iron Blood Palace? Yeah, you might have been a ghost once. Hundreds of thousands of souls, immortal bodies and clumsy... armor. But greed was too much, greed was too much. I'd rather stay in the world...”

I knew from my youth that the doctrine of the Catholic faith was a lie with no sense of humour. Become a god by learning nothing? How can man be a god? It knew right away, but did not feel betrayed by it. In the end, it was true that if you became the best, you would enjoy a movie like God in Invoice.

But the older you get.

The more the hateful and proud son follows behind, the more he feels old and old and old.

I couldn't stand it. The title of high gold had to be his. What if, really, a human being can learn to be a god? Ever, thousands of horses, Yeon Chul-hwa himself. What if I didn't become a god just because I wasn't enough? What if his son proves him to be a real god?

The seeds of madness, rooted down with hatred in the depths of the heart, blossomed with flowers. Cheonan Chul-hyang searched the world to find a way to become a god. He smashed the shrine where he used to serve thousands of horses and exterminated the Senate. He didn't kill his son. In the end, it was a frenzied young furnace.

I succeeded in finding a way. A completely different way, the way the magistrates and sorcerers have been taught, has paved the way. The existence of the evil pathogen, which he called himself, demanded many lives, and he generously sacrificed the lives of hundreds of thousands of pagans.

“You think there is a limit to a species that is human, and you say that you have given up on it. It's a lie. You just ran away, and it wasn't you who crossed the line. ”

A grave voice reproached him.

“You took my son's liberty. I'm afraid that my son will remain a human being, and someday go where you can't reach him. After all, you and your son were better than you. And those who followed you all your life, they will never get out of your fence. That's what you wanted. ”

“Shut up...! ”

The spirit was furious and clamorous. He waves his hand and tries to clear the darkness, but the darkness does not. A more intense headache bothered my mind. Memories and histories that have been accumulated by the armed forces. All of that was meaningless in front of chaos. The spirit felt his own self being swallowed by chaos. That is, the corruption, the horror of which the early beings feared more and dreaded more than death, dreaded him and trembled in fear.

“It doesn't matter who I am. ”

I saw the owner of the voice in the darkness. He was wearing a black mask without any pattern. The man who walked out with his backpack slowly shook his head and said,

“Think about who you are, rather than who I am. ”

The spirit could not speak any more. He clenches his head, groaning like the roar of an animal. The darkness that fills the room flows into the armor. The man quietly mutters as he sees it.

“Maybe you can be just like me. ”

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