Triple Yellow Oze 24093;

I almost drew my sword and ran, but Miho was still alive, so I drowned his death first. When I calmly stared at the prophet, the prophet sent me another plant.

[Do you think I'm a monster? I am only a prophet.]

Miho who was next to him said.

"Aren't you the one who preached the news to the heavenly world? There you are."

I looked at Miho with surprised eyes. Do you think Miho knows them? Then, surprisingly, the Lee Yi also said slowly as if he recognized Miho.

[The fox of heaven. I didn't know you were coming with Humans...]

"......!!"

Why is this happening?

Miho explained to me as I stood there embarrassed.

"Heroic. I am a creature that has been around for a very long time, and I visit the heavens from time to time. Although he is a bigamist, he has a favorable relationship with heaven and has excellent intelligence and wisdom."

"Can you believe it? Wasn't the Celestial Realm hostile to the Earthlings?"

As I raised my voice, the prophet replied.

[Humans may refer to alien tribes as alien tribes by staggering them, but in reality, their numbers are hundreds of thousands. Most of them are aggressive species that only think of you as food... but I think I have no malice towards you and can coexist with the heavens.]

"......"

"He's right. That prophet is special. It's also called the Great Race."

Shock and awe.

The foreigners of this world are prophets in the Northern East, and they even have favorable relationships with the heavens and the yoke! The prophet said, as I stood idle.

[Why are you going to Moscow, the capital of Arasa...?]

"We're actually heading to the Arctic. I was on my way to Moscow because Moscow has a lot of knowledge, as well as maps to the Arctic."

The prophet shakes his face.

[That's not wrong. The knowledge of the ancient is there. There are many ancient tribes living there... Then what are you looking for in the Arctic...]

Do I have to answer that? When I looked at Miho, Miho flies a plant at me.

[Don't worry. He acknowledged that he had no interest in other than his own knowledge and was harmless in heaven. You can trust me.]

[Okay.]

I cleared my mind and replied to the prophet.

"To break the second seal of the membrane."

[Chiljo Makkah? Unleash its seal in the ugly wounds of the flood...]

The prophet replied with a strange look.

[Aren't you scared...? When it comes to the Second Seal of the last night... have you ever wondered what it was like to be the one protecting it...?]

"......"

It was just a brief implication of the inscription. I thought about it for a moment and said to the prophet:

"Wait. Can you read the geese?"

[Goat?]

"You speak your own language."

[There are so many languages for spells. I don't know what you're talking about, so give me a specific example...]

"Wait a moment."

I took out the flashlight and headed straight for the ruins of demand, the last night.

Pa!

Then I cut off the memorial stone from the base and put it in my collar. Then I went back to the embassy through the boiling. When I appeared at once and placed the memorial stone in front of him, the prophet said in a strange manner.

[You... you use the artifacts of Madosa... Abdul Alzahad made that golden light... but it's very interesting...]

"I don't know who the producer is. Can you read the contents of this memorial stone?"

[Hmm. Hold on...]

The prophet moves his fuselage forward to the Memorial Stone. Unlike its dull-looking appearance, it was surprisingly quick. He shifts his eyes and looks back and forth at the monument for a while.

[Interpreted. Do you want to know...?]

Because it was the same foreigner, it seemed to be possible to interpret the complete content. I could only partially interpret it, so I couldn't fully understand it. I nodded.

"Tell me."

[I'm looking forward to seeing if you can make it to the North Pole in your right mind.]

The prophet, who was shouting ill, interpreted the inscription of demand.

[There is a person paired with the song of darkness.

The walk of the wind, the cold and white god of silence awaits.

There is no trial for those who reach the northern part of the original...

However, if you want to break the seal, meet the God of Silence.

Cut the blood and awaken the ancient veins to reach them.

Only the blood of those who reach this altar is possible.

Glory to the Great Old One, Triple Oze...]

"......!!"

[I wonder. Did you offer your blood to the altar of demand...?]

I thought about it. After all, I have given my blood to the altar of demand because the secret passageway to demand is opened.

"Yes."

[Then you are qualified to break the second seal of demand. It means that only he who has offered blood to the altar deserves to get there...]

"That's as far as I know. Is there anything new?"

Then the prophet insisted.

[Do you know what "old existence" implies in this inscription?]

"I don't know. I don't know. I'm not asking."

[Walking on the Wind, the cold and white God of Silence... there is only one thing this expression refers to. It refers to the existence of [old ruler], which existed from the beginning. It is described as walking in the breeze because it is riding on a wheezing breeze...]

The prophet said:

[The old ruler walks on the wind.]

"Well..."

[The conditions of the inscription indicate that you have no idea what will happen when you meet him... but his presence is never something man can challenge...]

"The power of divine intervention?"

The prophet replied as if he was ridiculed by my cause.

[Can a fresh spirit discuss the power struggle with the old ruler...]

"......"

I felt uneasy because I was told what I knew. Even if I were to arrive at the North Pole and find the secondary seal of Makkah, wouldn't that be the case that I would be strangely killed by the creature? As I was thinking about it, Miho next to me asked the prophet.

"Aren't they powerful enough to topple the world? Then why does he have to keep the Seal of the Seven Yos?"

[sighs]

The prophet paused and replied.

[It was not made by man, but by Emperor Oze. This difference is enormous… In other words, it is seven that possesses enormous power to threaten [Old Master] as well.]

"Does that mean..."

The prophet tells his guess.

[I don't know the details of the inn... but perhaps there was some sort of deal between Emperor Oze and [Old Ruler]. Especially since the existence of the Emperor Consignor was very unusual...]

"The Emperor is an anomaly?"

[The Emperor's Contributor is the only one who has broken the contract. And at the same time, he created a new order that celebrates himself. That's why I can't even guess what they've done...]

"A contract? What kind of contract?"

[Ancient Contract... I know it's an ancient contract... I don't know the details. I just know that spirits are mentioned a lot.]

Contract.

I felt that this word would be a very important clue in the future. Since the prophet didn't seem to know for sure, I felt that I should investigate this fact later. I said, shaking my head.

"Wait, wait..."

[Speak...]

"If I do not break the Secondary Seal of Makkah and die by [the Walker of the Wind], will I be able to fight [the Old Master] with that power?"

[Possible enough. I explained it to you earlier...]

"Then how do you come by such ancient knowledge in the capital city of the Araza Empire? Is there a map of the Arctic?"

[Find the library there. It will be in the ancient library.]

"How do you find it?"

Suddenly, the prophet cupped his mouth and shut up. Seeing me and Miho looking at him in a curious tone, he reacts with a slightly angry tone.

[I've given you everything you need to know for free... from now on, you must pay the price...]

"In return?"

The eyes of the prophet twinkle.

[Yes. I have worked hard for thousands of years, and you want to take everything for free? I must pay for my injustice...]

"Sounds reasonable..."

However, it is true that the knowledge we have heard so far is worth a thousand gold. But what does it mean to please the prophets? I took the gold ingot out of my collar and showed it to him, just in case.

"How about this? It's pure gold."

[Put it away... it doesn't mean anything.]

"How about this? It's a thousand years old."

This mass of Qi condenses so much... but I can't even look at garbage.]

Why are you being so picky?!

While I was grumbling in my heart, the prophet was annoyed. He was annoyed in his own way.

[There you go. If there's nothing else I can do...]

Weeing

At that moment, as the space distorted, there was a strange passageway. I also know how to use a strange magic technique like a pagan who has lived for so many years. I had a feeling that if I disappeared into that corridor, I wouldn't be able to find it again. I shouted in a hurry.

"Wait! Wait! How about this?"

[What do you mean?]

Immediately, I took out the book of mado in my armor. Except that he always carried the Secretary of Heaven, he took out the Nine Sung Temple that he had acquired last time. I felt a bit embarrassed, but my head fell off.

'It's unreadable and useless anyway.'

When I found the temple in my hands, the prophet stopped. His face was full of unbelievable colors.

[No, that's...]

"This is a book I got while I was traveling. Isn't this something worth exchanging?"

Chuuuk

The prophet cleared the hallway. Then he replied with a clear calm tone.

[Of course. The Book of Le Rue is worth it...]

"The Book of Le Rue?"

It's a book written about copycat and his family. From what I can see, it's made in Ha Nation... if you give it to me, I'll give you information.]

"What's in Le Luis?"

[An underwater city of impersonation...]

Is that what this was about?

I was surprised and threw the temple of the Nine Paths to the prophets. The prophet read the book, checking the authenticity and saying.

[Do I know where I got this precious item...?]

I answered that I found a story about a fight with a giant tentacle frog in the mineshaft and a cave behind it. Then the prophet was surprised.

[The beast of the moon has been secured... Strange creatures.]

"The Beast of the Moon?"

[The monster you fought is the magic that lives behind the moon.] I don't originally live in this world...]

"Well, I guess so."

The prophet seemed to have a thorough knowledge of the Gentiles. And it didn't seem to be the same hand as the ambush.

After taking the temple of the Nine Paths, the prophet said:

[With great reward, I will open the door... and you will be able to reach the ancient library immediately.]

"A door?"

The prophet shakes his eyes and gives a strange green glare into the air.

Phage

Woo Woong -

"......!!"

At that moment, a passageway was formed in the middle of the huge auditorium. Apparently, the prophet had a way of handling space-time freely. When I looked at him in surprise, the prophet said.

[You can go now.]

"Good. That's good. This way, you'll reach the ancient library in Moscow, right?"

[If you have an artifact from the Mado Book or the Izoku, come again... I'll trade you the corresponding knowledge.]

"Of course. But can you open the way to the North Pole?"

[My spatial technique is the same principle as its illumination... A place I've never been cannot open the door.]

"Well, I can't help it."

The book was useless if I had it anyway. It can be used for future transactions with the prophet, the knowledgeable sage of the two tribes!

"Oh, can you trade me something other than knowledge?"

[That comes at a price...]

"Okay. What should I call you?"

[You can call them Prophets.]

I moved into the corridor of space satisfied with the new counterparty.

Pa!

As me and Miho enter the corridor of the space, they arrive shortly afterwards in the huge mailroom. Miho said as if it were strange.

"This is the ancient library."

"I see."

There are no traces of humans. It seemed like time had stopped a long time ago, and I even felt like the air had stopped. It appears to be a secret compartment in Jersey, probably sealed with ancient technology to preserve the book.

I pulled out some of the books and read them all around. However, I could not help but frown.

"Ugh. Ancient texts..."

It is not an xenographic language. It's not Cyrillic. Seeing that it was a completely new language, I could only decode books here if I learned the language again. Miho patted me on the back with a sad expression.

"You came straight to the capital of the Araza Empire, didn't you? Let's go out and have a look at Arasa first."

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