I thought as I stepped out of front of the Vatican.
"Convince the brain aneurysm"? '
I don't think five days will be enough. It's definitely not. Even the solitude with the most mild attitude was high enough to strongly instruct the assassination of the monks. No, it is no exaggeration to say that not one of the cerebral neonatal transients can compromise with the Libyan Church. Purging is inevitable because his clan was fertile and the masters of the clergy were unfairly murdered.
As a person who doesn't have a grudge against me, I feel that I have to destroy the Libyan Church, so I can also compromise and use it. But for the rest of the neuroneuroscientists, it's impossible for me to make the same choice. When I thought about it, a hundred colonels walking next to me said.
"The bishop said five days, but I know it doesn't want to be solved in one day."
As I looked at him, her words continued.
"Take your time. The Mainlander will help you."
He was one of the people who best understood the ills of the Soviet Church and the neonatal brain. Unlike the bishop, she understands and empathizes somewhat well the position of the neocortex. If he told me like this, I could proceed with ease.
"I understand."
We came back to the Hanseo prices using false pretenses. And I followed Hanjin to open a door in a room. Inside, there was a colourful sword. It was shining quietly on a rack made of black frit, and it was a sword with great power in its eyes.
"This sword is Yong-yeon. Please take it."
"......"
That's the second time I've heard that.
I had received a brass sword from Han Jin-seong before. At that time, it was a gift of the heart in exchange for refusing to marry Han Ji-Hwa. Since the situation was different from then, I looked back at Hanjin and said.
"Why are you giving me such a valiant sword?"
"It's the first thing I want to make the relationship between the incarnate and the Hundred, and the second thing I want to make the Hundred Tigers stronger."
"What are you talking about?"
Han Jin-seong smiled and said.
"A better sword than Yong-yeon is only a short time under heaven. The sword has a weak Qi infusion that keeps you awake and unbroken when dizzy. And you know how important the quality of the stage is to the test."
"… umm."
"Weapons will be important to you in the future when it comes to fighting masters of equal rank and above."
The gaze of Han Jinsung speaking was towards the sword of my waist dance. It was an iron sword that was roughly taken from the statue of the Great Lakes when this Black Flare was emitted, but it was lost in the battle.
If the two masters were indeed the same, those with iron swords would never be able to withstand those with brass swords. Because no matter how hard they tried to strengthen their swords and pursue the sword, the better the sword became. Not only did the required durability vary greatly, but it also brought unexpected advantages in the practice of the prosthetic sword. Unless you can use a winning sword as your primary weapon, such as a sword, the good side of the weapon will definitely benefit.
I nodded.
"Then I thank you."
"Oh, and one more thing."
"What?"
"The problem of accepting the volcanic figures you asked for before has been handed over to Cheoncheon. Wijihon, the Chungcheon Merchant, will take care of it for you."
I was impressed by Han Jinsung's answer.
"Isn't that irresponsible? They came to me in the name of the incarnate."
Hanjin shrugged.
"That's what I thought, but this is a very important time. We can't risk exposing the secrets of our newborns to outsiders. Moreover, the extinction of the volcanoes was inevitable because Bondi was behind it."
"... won't they be harmed?"
"No way. Wijihon the Great is a very strong and just man. If he had sworn to defend us, no waves in the world would have touched the Volcanic Masters."
"Good for you."
"But if you live in the Garden of Bliss, you will eat well, but that is the duty of those who are doomed."
"Hmm."
Han Jinsung's words seemed cruel, but they were real. I have no reason to care there for the volcanic masters, whether it's me or Han Jin-seong.
"If you'd like, I can arrange a place for you to speak with Wijhorn."
I shook my hand.
"No, I can't deal with that right now."
"You thought well."
After more important talks with Hanjin and a few others, I left the incarnation. I was able to fly straight out of the incarnation to the Blue Dragon Mound, but before that, I headed to the ruins of demand for the Black & White Soviet Union.
Pa!
Upon arriving at the pond above the ruins, I found that about half the area of the Black & '92; White Soviet Union was filled. After a while, the Black & White Soviet Union began to grow in itself. Nevertheless, I felt curious because it was a fast growth rate for lotus flowers.
'Flowers haven't sprouted yet, but you've grown quite well. So it takes about three years to fully grow?'
I didn't know if it was more than that, but I was still quite grown up. Maybe we can sustain the Black & White Soviet Union. I thought about it and moved back down the pond.
In the ruins of this demand, I thought I had taken everything I needed, including the gold ingots. However, after everything that had happened so far, I felt like I forgot one thing and came here myself. I soon reached the deepest depths of the ruins and found a statue of the emperor Oze before me in a dark cave.
The interpretation of the ostrich gate engraved on the statue of Jeolleuk was as follows.
[Ah, the passageway between the heavens and the earth in the north () has collapsed.
A disciple, a noble Yang, is summoned back by the Emperor.
The secrets of treatment circulation have been left in the world in human appeal.
Therefore, the membrane is left as a sign.]
Manganese returned from the northern passageway to the first clue of this armpit, and hypothesized that the power hidden in the last night was water control. He also found that the secondary Seal in the last night was the Arctic, in line with clues in the ruins of demand. In this way, the anterior fossa portal looked almost useless at this time.
I muttered as I touched the statue in front of me.
"This statue itself is worthwhile."
I was sure this statue would be necessary. Because corresponding mediators are needed to elicit trisulfides. However, it was too bad to sacrifice the membrane itself, and there was nothing else to offer. In that case, I needed as many artifacts related to the emperor Oze as possible, because in my memory, this statue of the former was the role.
Yes, it is.
If you use this statue as a mediator, you are more likely to be called Samsung Oze Jeollak.
And he was more fierce than Chang Heel, because he was the emperor. At the same time, we can find out the ancient secrets, and at the same time find a way to fight the decree of Chang Hill. I put the statue in my neck and sat on the floor of a dark cave.
"I should also look for another artifact from the Emperor Oze."
If you think about it, I've been doing this for a long time, but I know very little about Samsung Oze. Now, I didn't need the legend of the emperor Oze in the ancient texts. I had to discover the existence of divine beings that were equal to [Old Master]. In order to do that, we had to gather the demand and the seven yos, and we had to get the artifacts that had been left by the emperor.
Suddenly, such thoughts passed by.
"What if the Emperor becomes the enemy? '
Then, should we fight and defeat the Emperor Oze? But how? Even Darcy, the apostle of [Old Master], cannot seem to win. What should we do about the Creator of Neutralization? There were so many things I could do as a human being right now, but when I thought the enemy was God Himself, I felt reduced and blocked.
No, before that I don't know the relationship between Emperor Oze and [Old Ruler]. I don't know why they made something called Chiljo and had to make such a complicated deal. There was a huge difference between Samsung Oze in history and Samsung Oze as a god.
At the same time, I thought I understood why Mangosteen was obsessed with this ritual.
To deal with the existence of God, I had to uncover their secrets and climb to their level. While I can eliminate the Sovereign Church or the Emperor somehow while repeating my previous life as a Thousand Armed Secretary, I have no choice but to gain the divine power to deal with God. Despair was the thought of gaining the power of God through the service ceremony and empowering me.
I clenched my fist.
"Yes. We must subdue the Imperial Palace and rescue the network at all costs!" "
First, a tale needs to be told. I took a deep breath and got ready. From now on, I might get involved in this ridiculous mess, but I had to. Because if I'm turned, hopelessness really is a dog's death.
Pa 'at
I headed to the volcano. I couldn't confirm where the natural altar of the volcano was last time, so I ran around the peaks of the volcano looking for the heavenly altar. As I was going up and down the mountain in the wake of the apocalypse, I heard the technique of the natural history of Chen Woojin.
[Come here! Here.]
Soon after, I followed Cheonwoojin's voice, and there stood Cheonwoojin and Jegalsa. This is the heavenly altar of the volcano or the ruins of the heavenly altar remain. Suddenly, there were three superfigures.
"No…?"
When I was embarrassed and looked at the portrait, Jegalsa smiled and said.
"I made it with quartz stone. Isn't that okay?"
"Why did you make the portrait? For sacrifice?"
"You're quick to notice. The Beacon Ceremony is also a public ceremony, so sacrifice is absolutely necessary. So it's a must have."
"But why are all three women?"
Instead, the three standing superficials all looked like beautiful women. Also, his breasts were so big and his back was like a flowing yo-yo that I could tell what Jegalsa's taste in women was.
'You like beauty.'
When I looked bored, Jegalsa said, Chuckle, with a strange laugh.
"I don't want to make a noble man."
"......"
"Don't worry, it's not the harmony of the limbs."
Choonwoojin, who was leaning against the tree next to him, said.
"All that matters is your turn, your rights, your qualifications, and your luck."
"I have rights. What's the rest?"
"Don't worry, I've been handed over to the executioner for the turn of the service. Sieun only chooses when the energy of Heaven & '92; s Church grows stronger, and it doesn &' 92; t matter if I can control it with the Law of Heaven."
Cheonwoojin, who explained so far, looked at me with sharp eyes.
"Most importantly, qualifications..."
"Qualifications? What's different from rights?"
"Qualification is literally a minimum qualification. You have been given the right to do so, but another matter of empowerment by the so-called emperor."
"......"
I pondered Cheonwoojin's words and lost my mind.
"Wait...? So he deserves the power of God from an emperor?"
"As a result. Since Chang Heel judged it that way, he was able to be subpoenaed for eternity."
"Damn it!!"
I was furious.
"This man, the emperor of this order, slaughtered his own flesh and blood to gain power, sprinkled every kind of trajectory under heaven, and made the bandits and crooks infest!" What's more, he's a villain who trades with foreign nationals to earn the power of a god without hesitation?! "
"Don't be mad at me. What am I supposed to do when the results say so?"
Choon Woo-jin, who was bluntly persistent, said.
"And don't try to judge the eyes of God by human standards. God is literally God. Whether or not the right person is good at politics or good at toughness is just a minor issue for them. Whether humans are good at politics or not, what do you know from the perspective of the creator, Emperor Oze?"
"Hmm."
So is that.
"Maybe there are standards that only God has."
"What are the criteria?"
"I don't know. He said he didn't know the extent of the death penalty. It is certain that the Emperor has met his standards in some way."
"......"
"Even though I tried to study Heaven by the prohibition law, I couldn't figure it out because the heavenly world was so vigilant right now."
Zegalsa, who was listening next to me, laughed.
"Don't scare me too much. Even if you call it wrong, didn't you prepare this sacrifice to appease it as much as possible? God is like a bunch of little kids, so it's easy to think about it."
"You speak comfortably. If things go wrong, everyone here will die."
"What if he dies? They're all the same. Well, you don't want to go because you know the truth about the afterlife."
The muttering zegalsa patted my shoulder.
"Yo is the wood you deserve from God. This isn't something we can do for you, so feel free."
"I understand."
"Hehehe. That's why I like you. I like that look because it's a death recognition."
"We're running out of time, so let's get started."
Whether Jegalsa was talking nonsense or not, I slowly walked in front of the altar. Cheonwoojin looked at my hand and said.
"The statue of Jeoll-uk. Do you want to summon him?"
"Of course."
"Good choice."
Then Cheonwoojin slowly started to energize the flag he had placed in advance, and the Jegalsa also placed the superhero in the direction of the Redjae near the Thousand Altar. As the two great magicians began to assist in the ceremony, the heavenly bodies quickly began to react.
Woohoo!
Soon after that, a blue spirit appeared on the altar, and a sphere of darkness slowly appeared. The sphere of darkness was the statue I was holding for a moment, and I began to draw an arm's length in the air.
Kuku...
As I slowly sat down on the heavenly altar, the clouds in the sky became stronger. The thick black clouds that covered heaven and earth swallowed up the light of the sun. It was when everything was completely black and blue.
"Dool (31153;?) is…"
Cheonwoojin shed a tear. On the other hand, a strange creature appeared out of thin air with a faint glow, which was a mythical creature, Dool. With a human face and a body similar to that of a tiger, it is larger than a tiger and has legs of a tiger, so it is not surprising. I had to be nervous because I was a struggling monster called Nanhoon.
No, the Dool wasn't the end. I'll see you soon. (?? 39740;), School (? 39740;), and the legendary monsters that were seen in the hillside, such as the paediatric angles, in turn. Each of them showed up with a group of monsters, and there seemed to be thousands of them because there were enough of them to fill the air.
Quouoo -
After the monsters appeared, a spiritual light began to appear. It was probably seen as a subordinate body such as the newborn of music, such as labor ( ⁄ 31461;), tapeworm, and archery. I can assure you that the sheer Qi they were exhaling was just as powerful as the Female Swordsman Bean. They also appeared to be prideful.
The monsters and statues have formed something in the air, not frenzied, even after being summoned. He seemed to be arranging a parade. By itself, a staircase appeared in the air, and I felt the light curl up in the darkness.
It seemed that this was the place where a great mix of yogi, magi, and wonders appeared.
After a while, the sky opened.
With the sound of reality being torn apart, a giant creature reveals its hand. The huge hand slowly shrunk, as if overthrowing the heavens and the earth, while something was wearing a vase on its head came down from heaven. The size of something doesn't seem so great compared to monsters or personality, but I was almost breathless for a moment because of the overwhelming pressure.
Huff...
The same kind of pressure you felt when you first encountered the old ruler!
I barely looked up and looked up at the existence of the darkness, and it revealed its identity under heaven.
[I am Oze, the descendant of the emperor.] Jeollook (? Who summoned me?]
The rapture has begun.