After killing the butcher, it didn't take long for the book in the interior to be swept away in the armor of tens of thousands of books. The sword and I were able to use the skill of transcendence and insolence in an instant. After sweeping like that, Jegalsa said.
"That's it, and then you're stealing pottery and quartz."
I was surprised by what he said.
"What?! [Old ruler] will be furious if you do."
"Well, that's different."
Jegalsa said with a sly smile.
"If you sacrifice or damage the Supernatural and Crystal Stone to one god in the bay, [Old Ruler] can intervene, of course, by causality. It's a legitimate intervention. I can't say anything in heaven. But if you say" borrow, "the story changes."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It doesn't matter who it is if you just feed them."
That's what Jegalsa said.
"We can take responsibility. Let's go steal them right now. I have no reason to delay."
"......"
I had seen the power of the Demon King with my own eyes, so I couldn't accept it. However, the gumma who was staring at Jegalsa sent me a message.
[Accept it.]
[But.]
[If things go wrong, you can kill him first in your next life. Now it makes sense just to know the possibilities.]
I felt her words stiffen. The Black Horse's words seem to be extremely cold and reasonable, but that means he's also risking his own death. It was the mindset of a former life person and not the mindset of a living person.
'I can't help it.'
I replied to Jegalsa.
"I understand."
Pa 'at
In a few moments, I enter the Celestial Hall with the group. I knew there was an unfinished portrait here. At the beginning of my previous life, I only looked like a doll.
But now it's different. I shed a tear when I discovered that the human form on the stone bed was over ten feet tall.
"Hmmm..."
When a superhero is completed, he will possess enormous power, and there are 10 of them! I was terrified of waking up and attacking the statue lying there right now. The superficials looked like real people together and felt even more afraid because they were still beating.
Zegalsa slowly looked at the portrait and said.
"Indeed. A synthetic creature made by fusing magic and magic? I thought research like this was done only in the West, but I guess the alchemist is a one-on-one kind of guy. Or he's from the West."
He seemed knowledgeable about alcohol or magic. Then he said,
"I'll take it all."
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm fine. If you're that worried, I'll let you do this."
Zec
I felt like I was writing something with my finger on the forehead of a supernatural person. The seagull wearing something on the forehead of every supernatural person made me nervous.
"Do it quickly."
"What did you do?"
"It's a sign from a successor. It means," I will borrow your sacrifice. "There's no reason for [Old Master] to get angry or run wild with this."
"......!!"
"I also got rid of the tracking technique."
I looked at Jegalsa because I wanted to see what she was talking about.
"A token of surrogacy?! Are you sure you know how to drink..."
"I know a little bit. What's the big deal?"
Jegalsa, who was stirring her ears with a volatile stirring, once again made me nervous.
"Damn it, hurry up! I can't even get my hands and feet right."
I had no choice but to put them all in my collar. It was true that time was running out. At the end of the series, we head to the heart of the Imperial Palace with the Crystal Stone Cost.
Pa 'at
Zegalsa, who found the quartz, muttered her emotions.
"Good work. Let's use this to make it last." "
"Is immortality that easy?"
"When the Wise Man's Stone is completed, it will be easier than flipping your palm."
When Jegalsa answered, she turned to the sword and said,
"The Crystal Stone Cost will be a lot of help in the future."
"In what way?"
"I'll show you that in the future."
The giggling Jegalsa was even ominous. When I saw that smile, I sensed that Jegalsa knew a lot about Crystal Stone Rain or Wise Man's Stone. Moreover, if you have mastered the art of pagan spirits, you may be able to practice it more than luck.
We came back to nothing after a series of procedures. After returning to the Moonless Gate, Jegalsa told the Grand Chamberlain.
"What are your future goals for the door?"
She answered without hesitation.
"Establish a foundation for our position at the Thirteen Commandments and return to the Middle East."
"That's the middle way. If you were to roar further, what would you say?"
"That's how you can surpass the Soviet Magistrate."
"Hmm... I see. Does foreign law matter to you?"
"No, it's not. I want to go beyond the Lion of Magistrate purely on my own strength."
"......"
Jegalsa seemed to ponder. And then he said,
"Doorman, even if you have the power to surpass the Lion, you cannot defeat the Imperial Court at this time."
"Why is that? Killing the butcher and robbing the enemy of all their treasures will only make them weaker."
"An alchemist is nothing more than a pawn in a great dark force. And now, we've blocked their means of production, and there must be hundreds of super-soldiers in the Imperial Palace already made by the power of Mado. That alone is the power of paparazzi."
"......"
"I don't think the imperial palace can do anything unless the Sovereign Lord decides to do it himself."
Ain't no answer if there's a huge swarm of powerful shapeshifters called the Dragon Warrior. Nana Dahmma knew how powerful it was because she had faced the supersoldier herself. When we were silent, Jegalsa said.
"This is war. We have to produce forces to respond to it."
"Are you sure you want to breed the Maine?"
"With your permission, I'm confident I can make a soldier that strong by looking at the forbidden book and the quartz."
Reinforcements!
This was an idea that we hadn't even thought of yet. It was only a strategy to defeat the superhuman in the imperial palace before it was bred. I was immediately seduced by Zegalsa's words, but soon I thought it wasn't.
'There's no way you wouldn't have thought of that as luck.'
It definitely exists.
There are moral and ethical issues with that plan.
As I stared at Zegalsa, she laughed bloody.
"Hey, the White Void Act. Do you have something you'd like to say?"
Even the Jegalsa, who was an AhAhAhjumma, seemed to be able to match her attitude to me.
"I don't know what you're trying to do differs from the forces of darkness. There's no way we can raise that kind of troop in return."
"You're saying no."
He shrugs as I move away.
"If you think so, the Hundred Law is fine right now. Go to the Dragon King Song and focus on practicing swordsmanship. In the meantime, I'll help the doorman."
"......!!"
"Don't be a child. I thought this was war. At this rate, nothing will change for the eleventh millennium because we are bound by the law. Rather, it's still too late to defeat the Imperial Palace. We have to draw out the best we can."
Jegalsa seems to be speaking to me, but she's actually giving her opinion to the nondictated shepherd. Persuading the shepherd how much work he needed to do. She folds her arms and says,
"Can you manipulate the supernova?"
"Of course, because that's based on the limb, you can move the body with a little bit of finesse."
"I can't fully trust you right now. I'll take the test first, then I'll decide the outcome."
"I understand."
"Doorman!"
When I shouted to her, she said,
"The same goes for me when I feel reluctant to use Samaritan technique. But what Jegalsa said wasn't wrong. If there's a way to raise troops, it's worth knowing. Isn't that right?"
"......"
She was talking to me in secret. It was to observe the technique used by Jegalsa and make it an opportunity to use it for the next life.
'But he's dangerous.'
I feel that Jegalsa is a dangerous person.
He is also more dangerous and ugly than the Rifleman. Never trust straight away.
I bit my lip tightly and said:
"Very well. I will help you, my lord."
"Huh-huh. I'd feel better if the owner of Chilyo helped me. Please take good care of it."
"Yes, thank you very much."
I felt the need to wear a mask.
You have to learn the art of sound barriers. '
Smile on the outside, but put a knife in your insides. Up until now, I have only continued to direct my enemies, but I have more and more encounters with mortals like Saggal. What's even more troubling is that you can't treat people like those sandals, and sometimes you have to cooperate. I spent time with Zegalsa, cautious of him, and I felt the need to polish my mask in front of him.
Zegalsa told me if she knew what I was thinking.
"By the way, what power does that seven, Markya, have? I won't know unless you tell me."
"We know it grows through killing."
"Hoho, homicidal! Interesting."
Jegalsa glances at me and says,
"Then take out only three portraits. Let's grow the last night here."
"Yes."
I took the superhero out of my collar in triplicate. They were female children, male children, and old age, respectively. What they all had in common was that they all looked inhumanely good like dolls. I looked at their appearance and said, "I'm surprised.
"How do I look so good?"
"Because it's a doll."
Jegalsa yawned and said.
"The person who created the body of the supernatural person is the master of the torso. If you look closely at the supernatural body, you can see that the Yang and Yin energy are properly blended together, making up each area of the body according to a 64-second stigma.
For example, you can see that the head and neck in the upper half gathered meat (32905;) according to the stillness of the dry skin. Since the ranks of the armrests have been elevated artistically, of course, their appearance must be in dramatic harmony. "
"Hmmm..."
I don't know if it's because of the low level of drinking. When I became deaf and dumb, Jegalsa spoke.
"Of course, only the flesh consists of the Eastern Fist, but the power seems different."
"If we make something called the Wise Man's Stone, will we be able to move it properly?"
"Probably, right?"
The muttering Jegalsa said.
"Then use it as a lasting sacrifice."
"......"
"Better to cut the heart out last night."
I stopped with the last night in my arms. No matter how much I think about it, it is hard to straighten out the cruel act of cutting out the heart because the supernatural person in front of me is a real living human being. However, as soon as I felt the gumma's gaze on me, I gripped her teeth and gave her strength to hold her hand.
'These are not people. A doll.'
Phew!
I cut out the heart of the first superhero momentarily. I've done a lot of killing, but it was the first time I was able to cut out the heart of a resistant opponent. When I cut out the heart, the superhero groaned without a face, but it seemed as if he could not feel the pain. Even after the heart was cut out, the superhero stood still.
Zegalsa naturally reached out her hand.
"Give me the heart."
"......"
I was getting a good look at my body, so I was able to cut out my heart without much blood, but my eyes froze because I couldn't stop bleeding for a while.
In turn, I cut out all the hearts of the three superficials. Jegalsa, who received the heart one by one and observed it, said.
"Hmm, I see."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at the heart. There's something engraved here."
On that note, she came close to her heart and watched. Then he could see that the black letters on the left atrium were engraved like stigma, and that they were a kind of gossip. Zegalsa spoke after she showed us the Goat.
"Doorbell. These have been sacrifices since they were made. I don't think it's for combat."
"Really? I heard that supersants perform strange superpowers."
"Maybe it's an innate ability. Essentially, it is the use of sacrifices to [Old Master], not the use of them to fight."
"That's scary..."
The superhero is not for combat!
Jegalsa, who uttered a horrible sound, said.
"The White Void Act. Do you feel like the night has grown a little?"
"Yes... a little..."
I answered honestly. Just now, whenever I cut out the supernatural heart, I felt a strange vibration ringing in the night. It was close to a reaction that seemed to jolt something. And I can still feel the blue Qi that only I can feel coming out of the veil like a wave. Obviously, it was evidence that the power of Makkah had grown stronger.
Zegalsa said with a questionable look.
"I don't know how strong I've become. Do you have any ancient knowledge, any alchemy, anything?"
"There's no such thing."
"So last night's growth must mean physical enhancement or you still haven't eaten enough blood to be satisfied."
The muttered Jegalsa immediately said something shocking.
"Just follow me. I need you to help me with the artificial kidney."
"......!!"
The words surprised her at the same time.
What do you mean "artificial"?
You mean you're gonna do something terrible?
Then Jegalsa explained calmly.
"The [Old Master] 's tribute has been corrupted, as you have empowered Makiya. So I think we should give up our hearts and try to appease God as much as we can."
"What happens if I don't?"
"Perhaps cursed by the old ruler. We don't have a choice."
She stepped forward and said,
"Jegalsa. You know about the artificial consciousness?"
"Yes, it is. Few people in the Middle School know it better than I do."
"How do you know that?"
"What I primarily studied was exotic arts and ancient rituals."
Jegalsa grinned so loudly.
"It's no big deal. It's feeding God, so let's just get rid of it."