The plan of the Jegalsa was as follows: He said, touching the quartz stone.
"It would be nice to raise a superhero, but if you don't have the [power] to power it, you're just a scarecrow. But it's inefficient to devote the power of the dead to the supernova alone. So let's make the superhero for sacrifice only and hold off the battle."
"What are you thinking?"
Jegalsa glanced at me and said.
"Hey, White Howl. Why do you think the Imperial Court is such a threat?"
"Maybe it's because I raised the Sentinel."
"That's just a minor problem. Honestly, if the Soviet Church and the Lion are all on the march, what's the big deal? Nevertheless, the Vatican does not intend to destroy the Imperial Palace by force."
I realized what Jegalsa meant and said.
"You're strong because you're a force behind [Old Master]."
"Yes, that's the nature of the problem. You can defeat the Imperial Court and weaken it, but after that, everyone is afraid [Old Master] will seek revenge against those who have touched their subordinates. In fact, there is only one equivalent or greater to endure the wrath of the old ruler in this world."
Zegalsa, who was muttering like that, turned her head.
"Then we have to change the nature of the problem first. If the Imperial Palace held the power of [Old Dominant] on its back, this side would have to put its equivalent in the background."
"......"
I thought I knew what that meant. However, I frowned because it was an idea I hadn't even thought of yet.
"Are you suggesting we serve the old lord?"
"Exactly."
Jegalsa was humming whether she was in a good mood.
"We call ourselves [Old Dominant], but we are not alone in the divine order of the constellations. As far as I know, there are at least 40 women and ranks are divided among them."
"Ha…"
"Then we must serve the right gods and give them our power. That way you don't have to worry about the back of the Imperial Palace."
"Nonsense!"
I shouted loudly.
"Those drunkards treat humans like bugs, and they don't take them seriously at all! Receiving humanity is nothing more than a bothersome endeavor, but they are all vicious creatures of an evil disposition. How can you serve such a creature?"
Then Jegalsa giggled.
"That's why you want to sacrifice something that's not human."
"... a superhero?"
"Yes. If you look at the reaction of the last three supernova as a sacrifice, each supernova is usually worth hundreds of thousands of people. Otherwise, [Old Master] won't give you a bloody treasure."
Jegalsa's smile darkened.
"It solves ethical problems and it's efficient. I don't know if you're maneuvering it for combat, but you can make as many sacrificial portraits as you want, right? You might get a great reward from [Old Master] if you just decide."
"......"
It was as Zegalsa said. It will greatly ease ethical concerns. Because superficial beings are extremely man-made creatures and have no soul, the guilt of using them as sacrifices is greatly reduced. But I shook my head because I knew this was definitely Mado's way.
"I don't know if it's the right thing to do. Do I really have to carry God on my back?"
"Ouch... so frustrating. When you answer with a string, it's another stuffy thing. If he pretends not to understand, you really don't know."
Jegalsa, who was working on her breasts for some reason, said.
"Listen up. I don't use particularly sinister methods, it's just an essential strategy when dealing with the Church of the Apostles. Ancient priests used this method without fail."
"Ancient?"
Without answering my question, Jegalsa folded her arms.
"It is fundamental to be favored to serve an [old ruler] with similar powers at least because it is difficult to wipe out the Apostle's Cult without any backbone. Otherwise, you'll be cursed with the nightmare itself."
I know about the curse.
The Sovereign Bishop was cursed by the old ruler immediately.
But I answered bluntly.
"It's not that I don't know. But is there any guarantee that the old ruler will be satisfied with the superhero? What if you asked for so many sacrifices to eat more delicious things?"
"......"
"I agree with you that you need [Old Master] 's strength, but I need compromise. Serving those beings to the end will only destroy them."
"Hnng..."
Jegalsa looks troubled. Looks like I stabbed him in the heart. Jegalsa, who is already in Mado, may serve the human race or the Apostle, but for me, that act is an evil act that does not know how much harm it can do to those around me. Of course I have to be reluctant.
"A compromise..."
Zegalsa thought long and hard and said,
"Fine. Then I'll make it quick. It's enough to borrow the power of two beings at the same time."
"What do you mean?"
"Imperial palaces are no big deal, so I'm going to destroy them all. If you finish it clean at once, you won't have to serve it anymore. Is there a better way to do this?"
"Of course, it couldn't have gone better..."
"I see. It's very easy. As long as you help me with the last few things."
Zegalsa grins. His smile is confident, so he really seems to find the Imperial Palace an easy opponent. Even though he has struggled so far, he feels confident that he can handle it like a palm.
What are you going to do? '
I decided to help Zegalsa act first, but there were too many questions. So I asked him as he instructed me.
"I have a question."
"You have a lot of questions. You have a bad head."
I ignored his bullshit and said it.
"First... would you look at this book?"
I've decided to go on an adventure. There was no need to delay until he realized he could interpret the Goat. So I handed out the Heavenly assistants to Jegalsa, who was puzzled when she accepted the book.
"What is this?"
"The word of a paramedic. Please tell us what it says."
"Sure. Let's see..."
Palak Palak
The Jegalsa slowly handed over the paramedic. Then my face became strange and I said,
"What is this?"
"What does it say?"
"I don't know."
"......"
When I looked at him with disappointed eyes, Jegalsa said as if to excuse him.
"There are tens of thousands of those kinds, even if it is a grouper. If you're lucky, you'll meet a language you know, or you won't be able to read. Among other things, typical use is mimicry or Guantanocha or Chateaguerrilla... but I don't think it's either."
"Well... I've been looking into what this is about. Of course, I ran away, so I don't know what it was about."
"What do they look like?"
I explained to Zegalsa what a 'shaman' looked like and what Renaissance and Psychology used. Then Jegalsa nodded.
"That 'shaman' seems to be very high-ranking among the descendants of the copycat K'Tulu."
"You're amazing?"
"That's great. Maybe even Le Luis owns a little building. I can't believe he was summoned to the human world."
Zegalsa, who was muttering like that, said.
"That's half as close to God as I'll ever get."
"Physical ability was nothing like that..."
"What would a shaman train his physical abilities for? If Le Rue's powers were right, he'd kill everyone. And in the beginning, shamans aren't used to fighting."
Zegalsa, who looked like a fool, threw me a paramedic.
"Anyway, unless it's a mainstream gopher, it's written in a special kind of language. I have no choice but to ask the true xenophiles, not people like me."
"Hmm…"
"I don't need it, so don't leave it to me."
I felt the question deepen. I thought that if I showed it to Jegalsa, I might be able to find out who the Jade Secretary was, but it was only difficult to find out.
Wooooo!!
After a short while, Zegalsa used the supernatural to consciousness something, and this time, the stolen superficials evaporated into the air. When I was surprised and asked what was going on, Jegalsa insisted.
"Don't talk to me, I'm trying to talk to you."
Conjugation?
A moment later, a strange box appeared on the altar in front of the Jegalsa. It seemed to be made of gold because it was shining in gold, and even had a faint luminosity. It seems [Old Master] has asked for something again.
I turned around and said,
"Good. Isn't that a nice gift, too?"
I was still remembering the greedy, blood-eyed Zegalsa. Once again, I thought that Jegalsa would find the Great Golden Box, because she was right.
"......"
However, Jegalsa's complexion was slightly lighter. Then he muttered.
"W-what... a gold chest? It must be sealed... Then it must be sealed by the Fallen Sheep..."
"......?"
"Damn it! What the hell! What's gotten so big?"
Suddenly, Jegalsa let out an insult.
Suddenly, he chuckles and laughs.
"Hehehe! No! This should be fun! It's so funny, hi-ha-ha-ha-ha!!"
"Are you crazy? What are you talking about all of a sudden?"
Zegalsa opened her eyes and suddenly grabbed my hand.
"Hey, thanks! Thank you so much for saving my life!"
"......"
"I'm the happiest I've ever been born! I am approaching the truth of the [old ruler] that I wanted, so I am embarrassed, fun, and scary, but I feel very rewarded in life! This is all thanks to you, Hundred Hundred Hundred!"
"Ugh..."
I felt a slight fear of the Jegalsa at that moment. Now I can't help but notice how Zegalsa behaves, and somehow he seems to have reached madness beyond [frenzy]. What is the meaning of his actions now will not be understood unless he is in the same state of mind.
Jegalsa laughed as if it were a crescent moon.
"Speak to the doorman. Let's attack the Imperial Palace tomorrow afternoon."
Tomorrow afternoon?!
I said because I was embarrassed.
"What?! Can we attack so soon?"
"Ah, of course. You know what I did?"
"I don't know."
My gut laughed.
"I got permission from the [old ruler], who controls the Imperial Palace right behind me. I will spare even the Imperial Court, the underlings."
"......!!"
Can I trust you with this?
Could he be setting us up?
I tried to read something about emotions or mental states, but I couldn't feel it because I was so crazy. I've never dealt with a human like this before. Is it possible for someone to be completely delusional and still be rational?
"Well, let's say that's true. Even so, in one day..."
"Forgive me... Maine... that's just the debris of a foreigner after all. You Muslims have to face them because you are purely trying to fight them with force. But for me, the apostolic monk and mado, they are nothing."
Bam bam.
Zegalsa grins madly with a golden box in one hand.
"Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!! It's in my hands, what's there to worry about!! One day is enough. No, it's too much!"
"......"
"The White Void Act. Speak quickly. That way we can fight the Imperial Court tomorrow."
I had no choice but to tell the story of the Jegalsa to her. She was surprised at the random story while discussing solidarity and all. But I didn't know what was going on, so it was hard to explain to her.
Later, she listened to my story in detail and said.
"A gamble. If what Zegalsa says is true, it's your greatest goal at once, but if it's a lie, it's a trap for all of us to die." "
"I don't know what to do."
"Let's call the Jegalsa. If he really has a secret to destroy the Imperial Palace, we should find out."
"But if he lied to us..."
It's horrible just thinking about it.
There is no guarantee that Zegalsa will not imprison us and carry out terrible torture. It would be a hundred times better to kill yourself than to be caught by a man who was almost completely insane. How much more can gumma not only have Seo Mun-hye, her only daughter to take care of, but also a no-man's meatball!
But she said,
"At that time, my solitude and I will slaughter him with our lives. If we work together, it won't end well, even if it's the Soviet Church."
"......"
I thought you were right. When the sword and singularity were combined, it was more likely that even the magician would eliminate them. They are the hardest to find enemies under heaven. But I was feeling uneasy about the panic of the Jegalsa.
Zegalsa is looking at something else.
I was anxious because I didn't know what it was.
"I understand."
I returned to the Zegalsa's workshop and repeated the task of unleashing the power of the last night of demand on his orders. Zegalsa repeated her ritual with a spell, releasing her head without stopping, and she had a frightening blood Qi to become a watcher.
And the next morning it was bright.