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An alarm that rings when there is a problem with the summer solstice.

As soon as Vulcan heard the sound, he could intuit which summer the trouble had occurred, and his thoughts were not wrong.

The Hopo guys...Aren't you tired of it?….’

Of the four handover undertaken by Vulcan, Hopoi was the loudest summer over religious issues, the largest continent there.

When he first spread religion, he was the Hopo people who satisfied the feeling of Vulcan by showing the most fervent and deep faith of the four worlds, but they were now his biggest headache.

"No... ...if you're going to believe it, you're going to believe it nicely, why are you fighting back and forth over a line of doctrines, a word?"….’

The Hopo people, who had intense discussions not only about the Vulcan who had been ignorant of religion, but also about the small parts that even the gods who had put their heads together and made doctrines did not expect.

It was already 50 years ago that the two schools were divided into the New Vulcan Bridge and the old Vulcan Bridge.

Besides, the work didn't end there.

A number of pseudo-church groups created by taking advantage of the chaos of splitting into two school songs were rampant around the world and dazzled people.

Of course, there were no cult members who were openly pseudo-religious.

The believers of the cult approached the others as if they were orthodox Vulcanism when they preached them, and they were called to power, luring people with sweet words and nice and colorful temples.

On the surface, it is even better than the old and the Protestant churches that used to fight.

Therefore, many people with short knowledge, including farmers and poor, were absorbed by pseudo-churches, and they used those who became fanatics to fulfill their self-interest.

The Vulcan was well aware of the situation, but it couldn't afford to break down the cults.

It's easy to wipe out all the heresies in the name of God.

It's not that the Vulcan isn't incapable, it's like the humans of the lower world can blow it away with their breath.

But the way to kill all sinners was the worst thing God could do.

The role of God itself is to protect, manage and guide people on the right path.

But what if God can't teach, edify, and lead the summer people to move in a good direction, but kill them with a little twist?

No one would want such a god.

'It's more like a demon than a god...….’

Therefore, Vulcan tried to resolve the situation as mildly as possible.

It was because his personality was not cruel enough to hurt people, and if he did so, he could rather lose more faith.

But after figuring out the exact situation, Vulcan became so angry that he could not think of anything.

"I can't believe you're a human being.... now, you're offering me a man?’

I couldn't speak properly because I was so dumbfounded.

They just burst out laughing every few seconds.

How on earth can a passage of doctrines be interpreted to develop into such a situation?

The common sense of the Vulcan was beyond comprehension.

'Well, if you meet him in person, you'll see what the principal thinks.’

After thinking about it, Vulcan ploughed his teeth and strode toward the temple.

The idea of resolving the situation peacefully has already flown away.

He did not care about the steepest growth of the cult, nor did he care about the fact that it has built a better image than Protestantism and old school.

"If you destroy all this denomination, the Vulcan god will be blamed for treating his congregation poorly....may be demoralized, but...….’

I decided not to care about that either.

There was a degree of patience.

Moreover, the faith that Hopoi collects from the continent is at the bottom.

It was a blanks where I thought it wouldn't be much different if I had another accident here.

As I was thinking about this and that, I came to the front door of the temple.

He uttered a word as he looked at the huge, antique, but somehow dreary-looking temple.

"You've made a lot of money, son. Do you want me to sell my name and do this?”

Quang.

His powerful kick broke the door of the temple in a single stroke, and a great commotion broke out.

Everyone who was passing around the temple knelt down and prayed, and more people said the name of the leader than those who said their name.

"Ha, you're very good. You'd do better if you were God."

Although the sarcasm was spoiled, they were just the rascals brainwashed by the cult without knowing anything.

He had a separate subject to be punished.

He spitted and solved the twisted screening process, and after looking around, he went inside the temple.

The disturbance he caused spread to the temple, and countless people poured out without a few steps.

All of them were sturdy men armed with ferocious ironies.

The lord, who seemed to have a head bigger than them, told Vulcan.

"Wen! This is a temple for Vulcan, the god of the Hoffoi continent, and Marco Grid, the great leader of his blood! Won't you get away with it!"

"Huh, how come you're more forceful when you introduce a leader than I am?"

Vulcan said to him with a rotten smile.

Gehan, who thought he had ignored him, turned red like a maple leaf, and pointed his finger at him, splashing to his saliva.

"The Holy Shields of Marco Grid! He insulted our leader! Let him pay for his sins as blood!"

"Wowhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Dozens of unwritten and rushing holy warriors.

The Vulcan, who was looking at them with an angry look and a sad look, raised his hand stealthily.

a piece of paper

To flop.

The enchantment of the blanks that stretched forward.

Despite being the most basic, none of the jihadists who were rushing to the Vulcan survived.

Jang-han, who looked at them with astonishment who had passed away without knowing what was going on, stood still, wondering if the situation was being sorted out properly.

As he approached him slowly, Vulcan looked bitter after taking away the captain's life at once.

Checking through their scanning abilities, they had been completely corrupted by black magic.

Poor people who had no room for enlightenment.

In the first place, it was not like a temple.

He just sold his name to collect a lot of scapegoats.

Perhaps it was highly likely that personal adoration was not dedicated to him, but used to summon something else or make cursed madogu.

The Vulcan, which was thought up to this point, boosted both mana and divinity.

Originally, it was intended to punish only the head of the church and the high priests, leaving ordinary believers alone, but things have changed.

All the people in this temple were corrupt, just as they had crossed a river that could not be returned.

The Vulcan was firm in his mind.

'It's not black magic that refers to something more hegemonic than general magic....to use real black magic to draw the power of the horse.….’

The ones who were doing much more evil than they thought they were.

And ordinary believers who became corrupt and became their hands and feet without knowing the English language.

The magic to turn them all into ashes was unfolded.

Fu Hua Aa Aak.

A huge pillar of fire that blows away the entire area of a temple.

The flames, so large that they could be seen even in other faraway cities, burned everything in the temple.

"Oh, my God!"

"The temple..."

"God is angry! But why?"

People who have witnessed a tremendous spectacle that cannot be directed by human power.

They all knelt down on the spot and prayed that God's wrath would not turn against them.

The expression of the Vulcan, who felt the faith they sent, hardened.

A faith originating from fear, not from a heartfelt love for God, a natural faith that comes from a respectful heart.

No matter how much I received such prayers, they did nothing to my credit.

Not only that, but also their negative feelings were conveyed in part, so it was a situation that the Vulcan couldn't feel good.

'......I had no choice but this.’

I wanted to protest openly, but I couldn't.

Vulcan looked at the temple, which had disappeared cleanly, with a lonely gaze, and when he found out that there was still a living man, he looked surprised.

The magic he used was Fire Field.

It's a magic that can be used by any of the best wizards of the world, but what was tried in the hands of the Vulcan was extraordinary in its power.

No matter how much he controlled his strength, it's something he can never afford at the lower level.

Vulcan ran for the survivor with a surprised face, and finally solved his curiosity.

[Human Black Wizard Marco Grid]

[621Lv]

[Patients: Evil, Decadence]

[Potential: Medium and low]

* A wizard from the Hopoi Continent at the Helkium level. Wanted a stronger magic, he went to Asgard, cleared Act1, gave up on climbing Act 2, made a wish and came down to his hometown. To rise to a higher level with the power of the devil and to challenge Act 2.

"......ha, you were the problem."

About twenty years ago, I thought it was just because a native of Asgard came down to his world, and I didn't know he was up to this.

Vulcan shook his head and raised his hand.

Marco Grid yelled at such a bulkan.

"You bastard! How dare you think this place is! This is the temple of the great Vulcan! Do you think you'll be okay with this!"

"Oh, I'm God."

"What?"

Fu Xiong

Flames radiated from the hands of the Vulcan swept through the panicked full body of Marco Grid.

Marco Grid completely disappeared from the world in the blink of an eye.

Vulcan, who recalled his glaring eyes, spoke to himself.

"What the hell are you trying to get me something to eat?"

Of course, I know roughly how wizards despair at their own level, but even so, I couldn't understand the power of horseback riding.

It was funny in itself to think that a man who could not break his own wall would not be encroached upon by greater force than he had.

Vulcan smacked his lips and looked around.

I thought most things would have been sorted out because I used the Fire field, but it was different to think that there was such a powerful black magician.

You're an evil maddo.There could be some sort of thing left......as well.'

Like Marco Grid, an item full of maggies caught the eye of the Vulcan.

Not feeling very good, he thought about using magic to destroy the item the moment he saw it, but changed his mind and used the system.

Then he burst into laughter.

[Entrance to Uncompleted Unstable Horse Racing]

[Level Limits: No]

Special ability: May pull the magic of the horse.

*Madogu where the dark black sorcerer Marco Grid used Magi. It's clumsy, but it's very unstable, even though it's connected to the horse gauge. a crude article which cannot be considered complete If processing is more complete using a lot of additional materials, it can be upgraded to an 'unstable entrance to the horse-riding'.

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw Madogu with two bad words, "unstable" and "incomplete."

A crude item that is simply busy imitating.

He seems to have used all his knowledge to create a tool to draw the power of the horse industry, but his condition was not very good.

Vulcan still thought with a smile.

How hard is it to make something related to a horse?….’

Making things related to demons, magi, and magi required processes and materials that were more difficult than imaginable.

Furthermore, it was much more difficult to make the way for Magye, and even the gods often did not know about him.

Of course, I knew about Hokulus and other old gods, but I didn't transfer my knowledge because I was worried that the new gods might fall into the world of witchcraft and die.

Vulcan was naturally aware of all these facts, and that's why the attempt by Act II-level wizard Marco Grid had to look funny.

'Well, I've had a lot of trouble for a level 600.’

After watching the Black Wizard's Madogu for such a short time, he soon erased his laughter and boosted his mana.

If left unchecked, it would bring about the downfall of another wizard.

It was already a noisy and eventful Hopoi continent.

It was a matter of no further trouble.

The moment the Vulcan is about to release the mana raised in his right hand and smash the "entrance to the unfinished incomplete horse system."

A translucent system message popped up in front of the blanks.

[When you get the following materials, you can complete an incomplete item.]

[King Serpent's eyeballs, the heart of the high devil...]...the beak of a thunderbird.

[Are you sure you want to delete the item?]