Amcheon Township
I decided to use boiling lights and armor to go to Guangdong first, meet Matheolitch, and then negotiate with him to move my home to the Kingdom of Dou. Matheo Rich gave us a serious nod when he heard our situation.
"Very well. I'll ask Guangdong to cooperate."
"Thank you."
When I was roughly ready, I headed to the town of a scout sailor, along with Mango and Cheonwoojin.
Pa 'at
As you enter the town, you notice something's wrong with the atmosphere. Cheonwoojin said with a slightly pale complexion.
"I can't feel your energy."
"I see... What happened?"
I wandered around the shrine of Yeong-bin near the place where she always shared her time with the two of you. But even as we waited, the scout did not call us to reality, and it was full of nothing but empty feeling. While wandering around town for about half an hour, we grabbed a villager and asked.
"Have you had any trouble in town lately?"
"Um... I don't know..."
Isn't that too much of a reaction?
I asked you a question just in case.
"There's been a massive genius outbreak in the fall nearby."
Then the villager said, confused.
"Did something like that happen?"
"......"
The villagers who lived here literally knew nothing, so they only tilted their heads after hearing the question. After a brief yoga session at a nearby tent, I decided to clean up the situation with the two of you.
"Looks like the scout left town."
"I have no idea why my master left. Maybe he's trying to break the gauntlet, so he stops watching nearby and manages the gauntlet himself."
"Hmmm..."
I thought about it, then Cheonwoojin said.
"The teacher loved this town. You must have protected this town as much as you did during the monstrosity that twisted the fall sheep."
"So the people of this village don't know about the disaster of falling sheep?"
"God bless."
I could see how blessed the people of this village were. The scout master was near the Fallen Yang, so he was safe from the catastrophe that caused the impersonation.
'The humans of the Fallen Lamb are most likely living invoices or gone mad.'
There is enough reason to go mad just because you are caught in an [old ruler] conflict with life and death. I pondered and said:
"Then we'll meet the scout master once we're inside the Fallen Yang."
"I honestly don't know. I think it's highly unlikely."
"Why is that?"
He sighed and said.
"Master oversaw the fall sheep in this town and reduced his existence to too great. Normally, a mortal would be mentally disturbed just by realizing his existence. But now that he has revealed his true nature in the face of impersonation, he may no longer be the one we know."
"... I see."
A divine being strong enough to confront the impersonation.
He was living in this town, lowering his usual strength greatly, but when the seal was about to be broken, he did everything he could to defend the barrier. Of course, considering the nature of the supernatants, it is clear that his temperament is much different from that of living in this town.
'If you try to have a quick conversation, you may be killed.'
Possibly not, but it's a risk. I told the two of them, realizing that going to Falling Yang to contact the scout right away is a dangerous thing to do.
"We should move all our strongholds to the Kingdom of Dou first. I think we should clear the air before we move on."
"A hundred. That's actually not that important right now. I have one more important thing to do."
"What is it?"
"Please check the status of the Celestial Hall of Evil immediately."
The telepathy spoke in a serious manner.
"I don't know what kind of crack would have happened to the heavenly altar in the balance of yin and yang. If you're wrong, there could be a bigger disaster."
"As long as I've observed the crack, I don't know how to repair it."
"The priest will take care of that."
Cheonwoojin's face was distorted, but I ignored him and triggered the exhibition.
Woong.
'Now I know how to use it.'
At first, I felt awkward and clumsy like I was wearing clothes that didn't fit my body, but now I think I know how to wear an exhibition eye. I used the eye of the exhibit to look up to the Celestial Altar of Evil.
I looked at each and every one and then said,
"All is well."
"Good for you."
"By the way, what happened to the baron's soul now?"
"I don't know, but it probably belongs to a copycat."
"Hmm…?"
"His soul was harvested once in the sleeper's grasp, but the impersonation killed the sleeper and robbed him of his merit. But at the same time, he must have taken his soul with him. It's like loot."
"Chances are he escaped..."
"... I honestly don't know. He's the owner of a clever mind, so I have no idea what kind of heirloom he has. I never thought I'd make a double deal on a wire between a copycat and a sleeper."
He looked up at the sky and said,
"I don't know why my father is so obsessed with destroying the celestial world. The plan to separate the old ruler from all his souls was suicide..."
"......"
I know his motives. It is likely to be the revenge of his wife who died on his behalf.
He also knew the motive, but he said, "I don't know," because he felt so frustrated that his actions were merely his revenge and there seemed to be another goal. Betraying God and separating himself from the living hell of eternity is usually not something you dare do.
'It's not just revenge… Zheng Gale Yu must have had a reason to destroy the celestial system.'
He's not the one who's going to spill his vengeance all at once.
I will aim for more.
I had that gut feeling. There was no reason, but today, a very sharp intuition is saying that. However, we can't know the reason now, so we have to find out later.
Pa 'at
We came to the port of Guangdong and set sail for the Kingdom of Dou. And he just landed in the Kingdom and moved around for half a day trying to set up a new Node. It was when I was placing all the goods, servants, weapons, etc. I had taken from the fancy songs and songs.
Cough!
"Storms are coming. Be careful."
One of Matheo Rich's men shouts out loud. Thunder struck from the brain just once, but an unusual rain was coming from the other side of the sky. I was nervous whether or not the impersonation was coming again, but it didn't look like it was just a rain cloud.
Shoot him.
It was a time when I stopped working for a while and was gathering in a large barracks and resting. Zegalsa summons the group to a more private location before escaping the horse.
"The first thing to get is a month. Let's rest today and start moving tomorrow."
"Wait. Before we do that, I want to know something."
"What's a sword?"
She calmly asked the Jegalsa.
"The landscape changed and yin Yang's balance collapsed. Can you tell me how it specifically destroys the middleman? I don't know what kind of shit happened because I don't know how to drink."
"Hmm. Most of the time, I don't know."
Zegalsa nodded and explained.
"Bondi, the world is a circular celestial body, and it's meant to rotate around the sun. But at the same time, there is a property of self-bicycling, in which there is an angle and axis of the spherical object. Just like this."
Zegalsa held a nearby watermelon in her hand and planted an elongated branch in the middle, using a branch to spin the watermelon. And then he said,
"This axis has now been completely reversed by the power of imitation. Just like this."
Suddenly, he turned the watermelon upside down, and the branches he was holding became in the opposite direction.
"In other words, the world is physically upside down. Literally."
Then he told me if the sword he was listening to was crazy.
"What happens when that crazy thing... flips over?"
"The original polar shifts are not completely natural. The celestial bodies are allowed to move at regular intervals, the Arctic becomes the Antarctic, and the Antarctic becomes the Arctic. However, if the pole had moved in an instant, there would have been tremendous tectonic fluctuations and the level of fluctuations would have been unbearable for the current civilization of humanity. The same is true of the East and the West. At least it's civilization-level enough to build an ark and pioneer Mars. We have no choice now."
Zegalsa leans back against a nearby stone wall.
"First, it will change dramatically from sunset and sunrise, and the cycle of night and day will flutter. The likelihood of earthquakes hitting continents as the earth shifts greatly. More importantly, the sinus veins will wake up and the middleman and all nearby volcanoes will become active."
"......"
"I'm not going to screw up like I did when I was swinging Chilyo. But within at least 100 days, humanity will be reduced to less than 5 pounds of its current number."
She said.
"Then isn't this kingdom too unstable?"
"Of course not. But we're here because it's better than the Middle East mainland. In fact, what's really scary about this disaster is the destruction of Yin Yang rather than the inversion of the axis."
"What are you talking about?"
Jegalsa folded her fingers and replied.
"Originally, yields and sheep were compensated and balanced in just half. However, the mimicry made the sound intense, so the current sheep turned to three, and the tone to seven. So living things and techniques belonging to Yin have become more powerful than ever. A lot of monsters were born."
"Is it that scary to have so many monsters?"
"Well... the great monster may not be shallow, but that's not what determines humanity's existence. The real problem is the balance of arithmetic, itself, in which the presence of Yin is unconditionally dominant."
He sighed as he listened to me.
"Ha! At this point, the power of the sorcerers would have been greater than before, and the magic of the monsters and heretics would have been many times more powerful. Also, if the dark forces overwhelm the world for a long time, there is a possibility that those who evolved among the monsters will be promoted to the Demon King or the Apostle."
"......"
"What scares me more is how much easier it is for a two-dimensional gate to be built. If the feeble Cultists and followers of [Old Master] everywhere in the Middle Palace cause disaster, the end will be accelerated."
"Hmmm..."
When she hears all the stories, her hands tremble. He lets out an unbelievable amount of sweat on his forehead and mutters.
"I was confident of beating the great monster, but I can't do anything with my sword if the balance of the world changes..."
Jegalsa smiled and said.
"Don't blame yourself. Even the Three Kingdoms of Heaven wouldn't be able to help this situation. Like I said, we just have to stay focused on surviving."
"Does this mean that there is a way to get Chilyo?"
"Of course it will. It's the only bargaining chip a human can come up with at this point. If you use Chilyo well, you will find a way."
The resolute Zegalsa looked at me.
"Hundred. It's an adventure, but tomorrow we must subdue the Guardian of the Monthly." "
"It'd be safer to set the demands free..."
I spoke up anxiously. It's not like we can't even defeat them with power right now, but it's much easier to free Chilyo and fight. Then Jegalsa said as if to say something.
"Communicating with the heavens through the Celestial Altar is too dangerous in a situation where yin Yang is out of balance. Also, have you thought about how much the trial of Emperor Oze will be full?"
"Mmmm!"
"There's no way you're going to let me free Chilyo, called the Key to the Apocalypse, from a situation where the copycat just turned the house upside down. After we get it by Monday and demonstrate our capabilities, we can talk about it. We have this kind of capability, so we need you to help us clean up the mess."
"I suppose."
At that time, Jinseo-Chung said.
"I know that the Guardians of Waljo are enormous and heavenly. How do we fight in the air?"
"That's what our scholars will help you with. With Cheonwoojin, it'll be worth it."
We worked hard to come up with a plan for how to beat up the guardian of Monday.
And as the story nears completion, Matheo Rich summons me.
"Hundred Hundred."
"What's going on?"
"I hear you're going to subdue a powerful horse..."
"I intend to."
Matheo Rich hesitates and says:
"Then can you wait a little longer?"
"......?"
"When I reported on the situation in the Middle East, I sent the most powerful shaman here. He's the most reliable magician in our Jesuit Church. With his help, you will be much more comfortable."
"Hmm. How long do I have to wait?"
"About a month..."
I shook my head when I heard that.
"I can't afford to be in a rush right now."
Matheo Rich said as if disappointed.
"That's right... I'll send him to find the Wise Man's Stone." "
"Suit yourself."
I got a good night's sleep at the lodge. I'm going to regain all my strength today and get my Monday in full health tomorrow.
Dream...
What is this dream?
The moon shines.
Strange sound rates are echoing steadily in the plains.
I miss it very much - that's the sound rate.
[Emperor Oze spoke to me in the past. You'll respect me, so let's leave each other alone.]
Tugbuck
Tugbuck
[But that is no longer the case.]
The Black Cat slowly walked toward me from beyond the darkness.
The scout master!
I realized this was a dream, but I couldn't feel it because it was different from the dream I had in the town of the Scouts.
The telegrapher looked at me with cold eyes and said.
[Soon, a third party will come to you and question you. All they want is the destruction of the emperor.]
A third party?
I opened my mouth and tried to talk back, but I couldn't hear my voice.
The telegrapher doesn't want to talk to me, he wants to convey the story unilaterally.
[Let me give you some advice. If you want to save Humans, don't cling to the alliance with Emperor Oze. Most importantly…]
Suzus
Suzus
The white fog spreads and floods your vision. I felt like I was whitened with a horrible chaos of screaming in white vision. My heart seems to stop because I feel like I'm staring directly into the telescoping spirit world for a moment.
"... Huff!!"
You hear the sound of a thrashing insect.
It's still dawn.
I suddenly woke up in my sleep and wiped off the brow with my brow hanging from the bed.
But I remember exactly what the scout said at the end.
The Emperor's Contributor must be brought to justice.