World Maker

When he builds up good deeds, he evaluates and praises them.

If he does evil, he punishes him with a tree.

The father of the clan.

The one in the sky.

Pray more, hang more, and crave more to know clearly the existence of a 'race god’.

And that's why.

I resent it at the same time.

I vomit anger in despair.

Because the target is obvious, and I can define it as a mess or something.

Time flies fast.

Three years in handover time.

For a month and a fortnight in the new world.

Elders and 17, in different time streams, did their best in their work.

There was no war between Centauri and Elder that appeared in Nectar. For the past three years, the Elders have not met the Centaurs. All I had to do was look at each other from the farthest two feet.

The thunderstorm, which thought it was not right to wage war in front of the great disaster foreseen, stiffened the defenses and established measures of refuge.

All the Elders who were out in Salt Village went back to the big town.

Elders from the great villages and the earthly villages each had their own shelter under the command of lightning storms and terrifying snow.

The shelter in the village of Earth was a mountain in the north. There was a forest nearby with a solid ground, and it was good to take refuge not so far from the village of the earth.

Scary snow created a storehouse on the mountainside to store food, while building several plausible shelters with roofs and walls to allow people to stay for a short period of time.

Lightning storms and Elders in the big town did the same thing. Storage and shelter were built in the mountains to the south. Black Bear and Salt Villagers built perimeter posts all over the town in preparation for the invasion of Centauri, which they may not know, while keeping food stored in storage.

The result of three years of farming was below Asca's expectations, as he shared his hand in building shelters and warehouses. However, there were enough Elders for a year.

The period foreseen for World Quests is three years.

It was about two years and a month after the first quest was handed over.

“This way! This way! ”

“Hurry! We'll get started in a minute! ”

A bunch of excited elders rush towards the river without any adult action. It was no exaggeration if almost all the elders gathered in the great village of Gizil were to number hundreds.

That's what a lot of Elders want to see.

The ‘Elder Horsemen’ who had come earlier controlled the crowds and prevented them from going beyond a certain distance, creating a natural space. And in the middle of that space stood a little man.

“You are the Little Tree, the Lord of the Earth! ”

When one Elder, who had been to the village of Earth several times, shouted, the other Elders cheered and shouted the name of the small tree. He smiles nicely at the enthusiastic reaction of the elders and waves his hands.

It was a small tree that had been alienated because of its slow feet and weak strength before the former viceroy came, but now it is different. It was his talent that began blooming around the time Elders began to use Atlantis.

The small tree has accomplished a number of great things as Elder's first technician and Red God's successor. And it was the same today.

Pretty Ko, the wife of a small tree and the most virtuous woman in the village of Earth, made a splendid leather garment in red fox leather for her husband. The feathered coffin, which means that the small tree is now the substitute for the head, was also made by pretty nose.

A small tree with a large breath stood behind the elders and bent over to look at the flowing river. With a godly heart, I lifted up the hammer in my hand, ‘Thunder', a new gift from the former Red God.

Elders were not the only ones watching the behavior of the small tree.

The 17 new gods, the fake gods gathered in the room of the round table, each looked at the screen with a tense face.

“You ready?”

When the Villager asked, Edwin shrugged his shoulder. I smiled exaggerately as if I were loosening my face with tension.

“Of course. It's not your first time, is it? ”

There was only one wing in front of the round table. The other 17 trillion members, including the inhabitants, each sat somewhat away from the round table.

The inhabitants signaled Asca with snowflakes, and Asca nodded and manipulated the console, transforming it into a laptop shape. Then the round table of Article 17 began to shine. An exquisite miniature terrain made of holograms was reproduced on the table.

Forests, lands, and rivers that bend over.

It was not only the topography reproduced. It was almost the size of a nail, but there was also a small tree. The same was true of the hundreds of Elders who were in the family.

Edwin, who swallowed a drowsy spit, held the console in his right hand, transforming it into an extremely long glove shape. The glove tip was long enough to almost touch the forearm.

“Here we go."

It wasn't just Edwin who had to prepare. Seventeen trillion people grabbed each other's consoles to use the divine power of all seventeen trillion people.

“I'm going.”

In the hologram, and on the ground, a small tree lifted up the thunder. And just as it was a signal, Edwin extended his right hand along the steep slope.

The ground shakes. The ground rises along Edwin's hand.

A ‘barrier’ that rises directly next to the river bed.

In the eyes of the 17th, it was only a finger long wall rising, but the time on the ground was different. It was a landscape with walls about 10 meters high. Along that long river!

“Ugh.”

“Argh.”

60 centimeters based on a round table? Between the creation of that long wall, Article 17 became completely green. I was sweaty and breathless without anyone to do anything.

But it wasn't over yet. After wiping sweat off his forehead with his left hand, Edwin raises his index finger. I put a finger in the river water and pushed it forward along the river trunk again.

Widen the range of intensity.

This makes it possible to extinguish more flow rates.

“Argh!”

Roughly 30 centimeters? Asuka suddenly screams and stretches. Edwin quickly stops his hand, and Bart loses consciousness and hugs the fallen Asca.

After throwing up his greed reflexively, Dan-a-young crawled to Aska with a golden hammer. It was the strongest day within the 17th clause, but it wasn't even the strongest. I looked at Asca's mac with my fluttering hands and nodded.

It's all right.

Edwing rests in place, and the spirit manipulates the console with its last grip. I grabbed the hologram and gazed at the elders on the screen.

“Ohhh!”

“Red God! ”

“Look at the miracle! ”

The Elders were literally in Guanghui. It was natural.

I saw a miracle before my eyes. I wanted to see if a red line was drawn on the ground along the hammer of a small tree, but with a tremendous noise, the wall rose up.

It was so overwhelming. If the Elders wanted to build those enormous walls with their own power, how much time would it take?

This was not the first time. The small tree caused the same ‘miracle’ three times according to the trust.

However, it was a majestic sight that I could not get used to a few times. Before anyone else, the small tree, kneeling down, gathered the thunder with both hands and raised its prayers to the red god.

And so did the other Elders. As if Domino had fallen, hundreds of elders all kneel in place. Some fell down and worshipped.

A miracle from the God of the Clans. He did what he did to protect Elders from a massive flood that would happen soon.

It was impossible to build a barrier across an enormously long river. That is why Article 17 established a barrier only at a straight distance between the river and the village. Even if the river flooded, it was only an act to prevent the water bodies from ‘straightening’ into the village.

It was now Article 17's policy to have all the defenses available because it was impossible to predict how much flooding would occur.

Elders' faith and prayer were again ‘power’ and reduced to Article 17. But it wasn't enough to replenish the exhausted power. At the same time, the other chaplains, including the people of Turra, who were almost half focused exclusively on Edwing, were only affected by the slightest recovery in health.

Edwin, who peeled off his gloved console, lay on the floor. Normally, it was a teffnet that had to be stretched out to get up quickly, sit in a chair, or lie down somewhere else, but since she was lying on the floor, she was in a colorful situation breathing a thin breath, so there was no one to woodland edwing.

“Argh.”

Three barriers.

I tried it once a year at the time of handover, and every time I had to exhaust almost all of the power of the Lion and two sub-gods, six fake gods.

“Still, I've had a bit of time this year. ”

I didn't know how else to need divine power in the event of a flood. In the remaining three months, if you gather your strength well, you will be able to use your strength again in the future.

The people who nodded moderately chose to breathe. Now all I could do was do everything.

If Elders had the food they had been stockpiling for the past three years, even if they ruined all their farming this year, they would be able to live another year. There was no food to eat, and there were enough seeds to be used to sow again.

What is the magnitude of the flood? And how many days will it last?

“Elders, I'll be watching. Please take Ah-young and Teff to their rooms. Bart will take care of it. ”

Edwin stood up and sat down and said so. Then Tefnet lay down and shook his hand.

“I'm... I'm... fine...... Th-that's right, just a little bit more... I'll get up. ”

Normally, I would have added that I asked for Ayung, but not now. A smiling soul hugs the young man while he becomes green. It was a so-called princess hug.

“Look what Ah-young likes in the meantime. ”

Edwing laughs and teases, but Dan-A-young closes his eyes tightly and pretends not to know. Young Min took a step after smiling with his eyes as if he was cute. Bart also lifted Asuka and wanted to follow the people.

But after a while, when two people only took two steps,

I remembered the sentimental exclamation mark pattern on the screen of Article 17.

The small tree, sitting on its knees, raises its head in a sudden chill. And so did the other Elders. Everyone looked up at the sky.

The sky, where the bright sun was shining, suddenly changed.

It wasn't because the night had begun. The rapidly pushing food clouds covered the sky and filled the sky like a handful of light could not allow it.

It was also a ‘miracle', so Elders could not react immediately. I looked up at the sky with a stubborn face.

“Rain.”

Someone said.

From heaven, rod-like rainbows began to pour out.

A small tree rises like lightning. I shouted as hard as I could, swinging the thunder.

“Everyone go back! We must initiate refuge!”

Rain spills like a hole in the sky.

Elders stood up in their seats. I initiated a movement in fear and awe.

“Why, why already?! ”

It hasn't been three years. Three months remained until the promised three years.

But nothing changed when I vomited my old age. The resident put Dang-a-Young back on the floor and grabbed the console.

Dae-a-young and Tefnet were also forced to get up and stand up.

The character of the light was embroidered over the screen.

Flooding has begun.

Rain does not stop throughout the flood. Rivers and seas and angry waters will cover the ground.

Defend your faction with all your might.

The letter of light disappeared.

The handover screen could not be seen because of the rain.

Tefnet said.

“Preparation is enough. It will take some time for the river to flood because of the blown water. And there's no barrier. After the wall was erected, the flood began, which is fortunate. Let's stay calm. And let's watch Elders. ”

For Elders, the cause of the flood was known as Tefnet. So it was Tefnet who did more to prepare for this flood than anyone else.

She said calmly, suppressing such distractions. Everyone's impatience was relieved with a unique smile.

“Yes, you're right. It's going to be fine. It should be raining all the way to the shelter, but..... ”

It was horrible to talk about it. At least the shelter of the Earthquake Village was close to the village, but the shelter of the Big Village was three days away from the village. Even a mature adult, if it rains all three days, his body will be ruined, but what about young children?

The inhabitants bitten it. I looked at the screen that was bitten in grey because of the rain.

Even though there were holes in the sky, it was hard to believe. Elders were distracted by the enormous rains.

“We must hurry evacuation! From children to horses and romances! The rest of you, leave town now and go to the shelter! ”

The thunderstorm in front of the temple shouted out loud. Although it wasn't raining directly thanks to the large chamomile in the temple yard, the water had already risen on the floor.

It was originally arranged for water to seep into the ground when it rained. Even with the so-called "rain", it was only right to wet the soles of the feet a little bit.

But this time it was different. My toes have been submerged since it started raining.

I was scared. Instinctive fear made my spine cool.

If it keeps raining like this, the water will rise to its ankles. And then what happens next? I've said some nonsense, but maybe later the water will rise to human heights?

Lightning storms hit their own thighs hard with palms. I gave up my mind to be dumb and shouted again to Elders.

“Cover yourself! If it keeps raining, you'll die! ”

The rain was cold, and the cold took away the warmth of the body. He could have been ill if he was in the water for a long time, and died if he was severe.

The strength of the rain was so strong that the sound of the thunderstorm did not spread far. Elders wore large bamboo hats on their heads or covered themselves with tanned leather to avoid being hit by the rain, but could not avoid stealing their own temperature. This is because the atmosphere itself has already cooled.

Flooding.

When I heard the concept from ‘Ramu’, I honestly did not come close. All I thought was that the heavens and the earth were covered with water, so I was just vaguely afraid.

But the flood I experienced was more than I imagined.

‘No, is it just the beginning now? ’

The ‘longest’ rain a lightning storm has ever experienced was overnight rain. Even if it was raining, it would only rain for a few days.

But this rain was something different. The thickness of the rainbow or the force of the rain were incomparable with any rain so far.

Are we really stopping?

Lightning storms made me feel a corner of my chest cool. The horror, which had been suppressed with pain, began to encroach on lightning storms like swarms of worms climbing on their ankles.

‘Quality of Fear’ was different.

It was different from the kind of fear I felt when I faced monsters or demons.

Monsters can be defeated. Even if it were a demon, it would eventually have a substance in front of the thunderstorm's eyes, so it would have been enough if he had killed the one who called the Needle Sword Storm.

However, I didn't know what to do with this flood.

Or was it possible to be the enemy in the first place?

Humanity facing nature.

The sense of helplessness that you can't do anything about it.

“Yellow God……. ”

‘Ramu’ said the yellow god was sick. He explained that there was a flood when he was sick.

So how much did you get sick?

The lightning storm worries the yellow god. It hurt me just to imagine what kind, beautiful and beautiful he would suffer all the time.

Fear and terror.

Worry about the Yellow God.

But not everyone thought the same thing. In the face of the same flood, there were elders who thought differently from the lightning storm.

One of the elders howled, captured by the other elders. It was a young woman, and it was her family who caught her.

“No! Where are you going? ”

“Fast hawk! Fast hawk is in the river! ”

“I would have avoided it myself! It's suicide to go to the river now! ”

“Argh! Why! Why!”

Elders who went to the river to see the miracle caused by the small tree, the surrogate of the earth.

Elders with rafts in the river to catch a little more fish for the rest of the time.

Yellow god caused the flood.

She, the goddess of water and love, made a mess and swallowed up the elders.

The young woman howls like crazy. I poured a grudge against the Yellow God into the air.

The lightning storm could no longer look at you. I turned around as if I were turning away, and as time came, a vast meadow of thunderstorms came to me. Former head of the Paragall tribe, he was now one of the great townsfolk.

“I prepared the horses and romances to depart. Firstly, I intend to take the children and women first and send them away. Even if the horses and nobles die...... I intend to keep them running without rest. ”

Even if it was a southern shelter three days' walk away, it could not be more than a day without words and reassurance. If you let them continue to run without worrying about their horses and their fatigue, like the horses of the vast meadow, you would greatly reduce the time taken to evacuate.

The lightning storm is not instantaneous, but just nods. It is because we know how much the vast prairies, from the nomadic peoples of the Prairies, cherish the Rhodes.

“Thank you, thank you very much. ”

The lightning storm finally grabbed the two hands of the vast meadow and was all I could give thanks for. The wide meadow crossed his head.

“To save the same Elder. It's a natural choice. Human life is paramount. ”

The vast meadow separated from the thunderstorm and left the temple. To control words and rhymes. And it was the white deer that approached the thunderstorm after such a vast meadow.

“Oh, my God..... ”

Having brought out several important ‘documents’ from the temple, she groaned as she watched the rainbow pour out. I was really surprised to see my legs fluttering.

The lightning storm grabbed the white deer's waist and fixed it, and said quickly.

“White Deer, take the people to the shelter first. I'll gather the rest here and follow you. ”

“What happened to the people who were out of town? ”

The lightning storm immediately reminded me of the face of the woman who cried out against the yellow god, but erased it from her head. He said with a smile.

“If it rains like this, everyone will gather on their own. I'll take care of it. You only care about running to the shelter. If you go to the vast meadow, he will show you the way. ”

“Oh, okay. Hurry up and come after me."

The white deer, who shed a dismal voice, stood alone with her back straight. However, before she even took a step, there was someone who came to see the lightning storm again.

“Green lightning?! ”

A rain-drenched green lightning bolt collapses beneath the temples. Unlike the other Elders, I was cold as if I was wandering around in the rain naked.

The lightning storm quickly grabbed the green lightning. I dragged the leather around my waist as the white deer rushed and wiped off the head and body of the green lightning.

The green lightning trembled. He shook his white tired lips a few times and vomited his voice in tears.

“Nothing.”

“Green lightning?”

The green lightning grabbed the chest of the lightning storm. I shouted in despair and grief.

“There's no green oil or white oil anywhere! ”

Children cared for in the temple were usually four to five years old when they were older. Children over the age of 65 were more likely to gather for three or five years, hunt small animals with slings, or go to the forest and play with fruits.

Green oil and white oil were just about the same age. Saiyan twin brothers and sisters have been out of town together since the morning. It's always been the case, and since my sister's green oil was so thick, no adult cared about her destination.

White Yooseong was crying in the rain. As always, I trembled in my sister's arms in green oil.

“Don't cry! You want to cry, too! ”

The yelling green oil was already crying, unlike a horse.

The two were on a big tree. I came to collect fruit in the forest and it rained, so I hid under a tree to avoid it. But the water kept rising to the ground, and it just went up the tree.

And now I couldn't go down.

It rained too much.

As if I were going to flip the bottom of the forest, the swift water just keeps pushing in.

It was, of course, a thin waterfowl that would not yet fill even the ankles of a young green oil. But it didn't look that way in the eyes of a scared brother and sister. The thunderstorms, which barely heard during the rains, 'aged the white god’, tore down the brothers and sisters and eventually prevented them from going anywhere.

“Mom, mom, mom. ”

White Yooseong didn't stop crying. White oils, which are smaller and more toxic than their peers, did nothing but hold their eyes tightly in the arms of the green oils.

Green oil was not very different either. She was a walstrand rumored to have inherited the temperament of her father and mother, but, yes, she was only a child. Crying with my brother was all I could do.

Normally, I would hear a cry and someone would run and see it, but the rain was so strong that I couldn't hear a single cry. Even brothers and sisters who were hugging each other could not hear each other's cries properly.

It was a brother and sister who didn't even know what "dying" was yet.

Rain falls. Trees shake. Silence and cold created by the rain tent strangle the brothers and sisters.

“Kids!"

My voice tore it. Green oil flashed its head. I rolled my eyes to find the owner of the voice in the whole gray world.

“Grandma! Grandma! ”

I shouted with all my might. And it barely touched. The sound of thunder wandering through the forest became greedy and the twin brothers and sisters stopped in front of the tree.

Thunderclap sighs. He vomited a breath of relief only after confirming the appearance of his brother and sister, who were hugging him on the tree.

It was thanks to the blessing of the green god. I couldn't tell if it was hallucinations or reality, but it was a sudden thunderstorm following the green light.

The sound of thunder once again made a prayer to the merciful green god. I shouted at the twins with my arms open.

“Come down here! It's a big deal if you stay like this! ”

Green oil nodded. But the rain made the trees too slippery. Furthermore, my body trembled because of the cold and terror and was unable to move as usual.

The thunderbolt became impatient. I couldn't take it anymore and yelled at him.

“Jump down!"

White Yooseong is completely frozen. But it wasn't green oil. She pushes her brother away from the tree and closes her eyes tightly after seeing the thunderbolt gripping her. I jumped out of the tree screaming evil.

The sound of thunder caught by the green meteor looks good this time, but it won't hurt my granddaughter. But there was no time to share the joy of the sea. The rainbow became increasingly strong, and the cold water was already dampening the footstool.

“Grandma!"

“Yeah, let's go. Let's get out of the forest quickly..... ”

Instead of talking about thunder, I raised my torso and stood up. It was because I heard a sound that could not be covered by the huge silent tent that the rainbow had made.

“Grandma?”

Green oil asked with anxious eyes. But I couldn't answer the thunder.

“Yellow... God. ”

There were many trees and the rainbow did not look thick. But I could tell.

There was a stream of water, and there was a rush of snow.

There was a very huge enslavement.

With the strength to wipe out the forest.

In disasters, there were signs.

The movement of animals that were much more susceptible to natural changes than humans was a representative indication.

Birds, rats, and other animals flocking in herds.

But this time there was no such sign. I had no choice. It was a sudden disaster that even animals couldn't feel.

Furthermore, it was abnormal.

Time was needed for the river to flood. Once there was enough water to blow. But not this time. As if it were a living creature, the river struggled and began to flood even though there was not enough water.

There was a barrier created by Edwing, so ‘Nodo’ did not overtake Elders' village. But it was not a barrier that protected the entire river in the first place. With a wall less than 100 meters away, it was only possible to prevent the ‘upright’ of the slave road towards the village.

Forests and plains.

The topography of a large village, spread out to the left and right.

The swift hawk that went out into the river to catch the fish was swept away by the snow. A friend who went out fishing with me has long since become a fish meal.

Heaven, earth, literally a world where the earth and earth are covered in water.

‘Yellow... God..... ’

Is it resentment or is it just groaning?

The water swallowed the head of the swift hawk. I didn't let him go again.

Humans were animals learning from experience.

Elders have lived a lifetime watching and experiencing many things.

It rains from the sky. Water flows from high to low.

It was not the experience and knowledge gained for a day or two. And so, when that ‘common sense’ collapsed, I was even more shocked.

It hasn't been an hour since it started raining, so the water is cold to the feet?

If the testimony of Elders who went out to see the miracle of the Red God was correct, the river was shaking now. It squirmed like a living snake and smashed the wall and initiated a flood despite not enough water being blown.

The collapse of common sense.

It's raining so much that I'm worried that the world might be ruined.

I don't know if they were on the banks of the river, but all those who rode out on rafts and caught fish would not have avoided the fate of being fish fed. A few times faster than usual wouldn't have caught my leg.

Thunder rumbled from the sky in Sakaman. As soon as the rain darkened the world, I watered it white.

The elders were afraid.

I fell into fear and despair.

And that feeling began to give way to one direction.

Elders thought the cause of the flood was the yellow god, the goddess of love and water.

Natural disasters can only be described as overwhelming.

And the power of the race god who caused it.

At the same time, fear of God blossomed.

A compassionate and beautiful yellow god.

Like a mother who always loves us.

But it wasn't. It was just an illusion. The flood caused by the yellow god covered the world.

Dead Elders out in the river.

Elders who may die in many accidents in the future.

One of the elders realized.

It's only starting to rain now.

There were still more than two months until the flood the first monarch spoke of.

Maybe, maybe it will continue to rain in the future.

Realizing the creepy facts, Elder hesitates to relax his legs. I trembled with a white tired face.

Flooding is a problem.

It had only just begun.

There was a man in a long chair dressed in a black suit with a white mask, a man in a white suit covered in light, and a woman in a black suit with rainbow hair stretched across the white mask like a flame.

The man in the white mask was suppressing anger.

“The promise is wrong. Too fast. What the hell is that?! You're controlling the flood! ”

It was two months later that the 'flood' was decided. That is why the false gods were known as the 'Three Years’.

But the flood is happening now. It was like tearing down the backs of fake gods, sweeping the world suddenly.

And it wasn't just the fake gods who got hit in the back.

The man of light, sitting at the opposite end of the man in a white mask, shrugged. As always, he spoke in a slightly naïve voice.

“Well, this event is organized by you. And, of course, it could be. What's the point of blowing it up in time? I've been preparing for three years in handover time. Honestly, this is within the range of predictions. ”

“Forecast range? Incorrect. It's just our forecast range. The false gods would not have predicted the same situation now. ”

“Yeah, so you stabbed that unpredictable gap in your face. It's already happened. In this flood, we're just bystanders. ”

The tone of the man of light was consistent from beginning to end. It was a little, but it was also a bit of a cliché.

The man in the white mask, who was raising his fever alone, shut up and ended up whining. I buried myself deep on the couch backrest.

A rainbow woman sitting in a chair looking at two people's eyes secretly leaned toward a man in a white mask.

“But in many ways, this will mean awakening. I don't think it's necessary for fake gods who have already awakened like Weissman. ”

I wanted to find a positive side to myself. However, the man in the white mask still showed only unpleasant colors and did not look back on the woman.

A woman stretches her lips in a white mask and stretches her shoulders. A man of light who was still watching smiled and stroked her head. Once again I said to the man in the white mask.

“Let's watch. How fake gods do it, how they get it out. And……. ”

The man who blurred his end drew a bitter smile. I alternately saw a woman with rainbow hair and a man in a white mask once, and then murmured in a small voice.

“How many times has this happened? This game isn't fair at first. ”

“Grandma!"

Twin windows shake the thunder's head. The thunder opened its eyes. I felt a chill in the back of my neck.

“Ha, ha. ”

The thunder was lying down now. The comb fell over my face. Even though I grew up pretty well, I was still crying with a little green oil and white oil.

I remembered.

Contrary to concerns, the 'pado’ was not that high. Just passing through the thunderstorm's shin.

But it was fast. Furthermore, humans were animals that could only fall through the flow of water to that extent. Just as you can find people who fall on thin waves when you go out to the shore.

Thunderbolt fell and hit his head while he was falling. So I lost consciousness for a little while.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, let's go. Let's get out of here. ”

As it happened, the thunderbolt was raised with the help of a green oil meteor. But I couldn't get up completely. I couldn't get up properly to see if my legs were relaxed.

I was cold. I had blurred vision.

“Hah… Hah……. ”

I looked at the palm of my hand and I was red. The green oil is surprised and screams.

“I'm bleeding from my grandmother's head! ”

Did he hit something wrong when he fell? It should be brief, but I lost consciousness, so I was right about something.

“Grandma's fine. ”

The sound of thunder seemed like a mockery, and then he raised himself up again. I managed to get up somehow this time.

“Let's go quickly. ”

I didn't know when the slaves would come again.

It was somewhat unusual. Where there are now green and white meteors was the entrance to the forest.

The river to the north and the red god barrier that exists between it.

A big town that had to come down from the wall for a while and a forest to the east.

As far as the mouth of the forest was concerned, the shin was pushed high. So what if the forests and rivers were adjacent to each other? It was likely that an enormous tide would have occurred.

Is it possible for this to happen simply because it rains a lot?

Yellow God. ’

The only race god in the Trust that ever encountered the sound of thunder was the White God.

However, I heard about the yellow god so that the black bear could sit on his ear.

Beautiful one.

Compassionate.

You're so sweet and kind.

Is that the Yellow God who caused this disaster? According to Ramu, this happened because the yellow god was sick. Therefore, it was necessary to see that the Yellow God had no physician to harass Elders with such disasters.

But that did not mean that fear would disappear.

It wasn't scary or grudging.

Can you get along with a beast that can tear itself lightly if you reach out at any time? No, that wasn't it. How dare you compare to a beast.

“Grandma, we're good Elders, right? ”

White Yooseong asked with an anxious face. Thunderclap understood the question of White Meteor. Therefore, I expected the second question, 'Why does the Yellow God punish such a terrible person even though he is a good Elder?’ I stopped the White Meteor before that question materialized. I grabbed the white meteor arm.

“Let's talk later. Let's go. Once in town..... ”

It took quite a while to get to the big town in a hurry. It's okay now, but I didn't know what the kids would do if they kept getting rained.

It would be nice if you could use holy magic. If you were loved by the Yellow God like a black bear, you would be able to run to town with a golden bridge in no time.

But it was pointless to look at what was not there now. No, divine magic was not a "greedy" situation.

Slaving once again came from behind my back.

It's a little bigger than it was a while ago, and there's a fast runaway.

“Bullshit! That's ridiculous! Where in the world is a flood like this? ”

Dan-a-young squeezed his voice. But there was no one who responded to that resentment. Tefnet hesitated to look at the catastrophe on the screen with a messy face.

“We have to save them. We have to save the children. ”

Tefnet, who shed his stupid voice, stood up. I walked to the front of the round table and lifted the console in the form of a cane.

Once again, the hologram embodied on the round table gave a clear picture of the situation on the ground.

Edward Wing's wall was doing my part. Some of the river trunks stood up like a giant of angry water and knocked on the wall, but they held on well. As long as there is a barrier, there will be no sweeping the town.

There was no way around the road, but there was a great distance between the river and the village. Furthermore, forests alone played a kind of networking role.

Elders departed from the big town. The children and women on horses and ropes rushed to the southern shelter, and the rest of them walked out of the village for now.

But not everyone left. There were people rolling their feet waiting for those who had not yet returned.

Tefnet twirls. Elders' voices and emotions rush into Tefnet's head.

The death of Elders in the river.

Farmers desperate to see crops that are not harvested swept away in the water.

Howling and resentment of those who lost their families.

Tefnet closed his eyes. As for Green and White Yoon, Elder, I focused my mind on trying to save at least two of my mental grandchildren and granddaughters.

But I couldn't. There were too many other feelings. There were too many people who cried out to the yellow god, except for Tephnet, who couldn't hear the thunder.

I couldn't save the fast hawk. No, I didn't even try to save it.

Because he was already drowning in the river? You couldn't even think you could save him?

It wasn't just the swift hawk. Elder died in the river more than five years ago. And it wasn't just the green oil and the white oil that were in crisis because of the water.

Can I make a favour?

Can we just focus on those two?

Even though he's a race god?

Tefnet bites it. I did not abandon my desire to save my children somehow, even in spite of spilling resentment.

Then Edwin supported Tefnet in that way.

“I can still do it! ”

Edwin moves his right hand, catching Tefnet's thin waist with a firm arm. Glove-shaped console once again receives the power of Edward Wing and causes a miracle.

A wall rises behind the back of the thunder. It was a wall less than two metres wide. and scattered some of the water that was being pushed. The thunder did not fall this time, and he stuck the ground with his grandchildren.

“I'll help you!”

Dae-a-young grabbed Tefnet's hand. He resonates a console made in the form of gloves and pours his divine power into Tefnet.

The people and Edwing split the divine power and built several small walls. Not only the sound of thunder, but also a miracle to save more Elders.

Racial god.

The god of the Elders.

It's a fake god, but it's something that can be done by a god.

Tefnet did not thank everyone. I saved time and my mind and focused and focused again.

As if he had the will, there was once again an unnatural gust of water, as if he would somehow kill the thunder and his grandchildren. It was a big, fast watershed that I couldn't even compare to until now. It was as if a big snake stood up and opened its agate.

The sound of thunder running with grandchildren and granddaughters on both sides turned around. White Yooseong cried for forgiveness for being a good Elder, and Green Yooseong just cried out to her mother.

The sound of thunder calls for a yellow god.

Is it resentment or just groaning?

A high gust of water struck the thunder. I swallowed it. Then a desperate call of thunder touches Tefnet.

Kwagagagagagaga river!

With an enormous noise, the water splits. No, it exploded.

The thunderbolt did not detect the eye. I stood behind my back and saw the golden light.

Run!

Don't die!

No, please!

No! We have to save everyone!

Thunder felt violent emotions. One moment, but I heard the voice of a yellow god.

The yellow god was mourning.

He was howling; he was suffering so much.

The thunder turns around. I no longer doubt the Yellow God. I didn't feel that love directly!

The two legs of thunder glow golden. At the same time, all the surrounding water lines were split. Even the rain that was pouring avoided the thunder.

Yellow god, goddess of water.

And her divine magic.

It's a miracle that man and God create together.

Thunder struck the ground. As if it were the work of a demon, he pushed the stubbornly running water rods to overcome himself in a golden colour.

Yellow god, yellow god!

The sound of thunder rises. Tefnet, full of energy, collapses under the table.

Tefnet looks at the sound of thunder running and draws a grin. I had to shed tears again because of the emotions of the dead, but at this moment I was pure thunder and delighted with the survival of the children.

But the rain didn't stop. The blown river broke the boundaries.

Flooding, it was just the beginning.

Elders' refuge proceeded relatively quickly. It was a disaster a few months earlier than expected, but it was because there had already been enough preparedness time in the near three years.

‘You'll be fine if you go to the shelter. ’

None of the Elders had ever gone to the shelter on the south mountain. There was no need to drown because of the high ground, and there were many buildings with strong roofs to prevent rain. I also found enough natural caves just in case.

It's okay to go to the shelter. This disaster of flooding can be avoided.

Strong conviction gave Elders strength. So Elders were able to walk and walk toward the south even in the pouring rain.

Instead of leading those elders, the lightning storm left them in a big town. There were dozens of elders left in the big town as well as lightning storms.

Elders whose families had not yet returned.

Among those who went out by the river, and who went out into the field to look at the crops, were many who were strange in their whereabouts.

With strong winds added to the rain, the cold seemed to wrap around the flesh. Aside from being swept away by silk water, I felt like if I was exposed to that rain wind for a long time, I would lose my health and die.

The green lightning was almost exhausted and held in the arms of a white deer. Instead of leaving for the shelter along the vast meadow, the white deer left by the green lightning prayed to the deer and prayed again.

It was not just the Green and White Meteors who were peculiar to their whereabouts. I also didn't see the thunder of Elders' successor.

The lightning storm stood silently and looked only to the north where the river was.

You must leave. You must lead the Elders as the leader of your race.

But my feet didn't fall off. Instead of wandering in the rain, there was a stalk of reason waiting under the temples' chambers, but that reason seemed to be bordering on its limits.

But that was the time. The lightning storm instantly closed its eyes. Instead of being blocked by the rain curtain, I focused on hearing, and caught a disparate sound in the roaring rain.

Something was running in the direction of the east forest. By cutting the rainbow, the golden flash made its existence clear.

The white deer as well as the other elders saw a golden flash. And I started to ‘expect’ others.

The light was getting closer. A man's seal was revealed through the pouring rain and the rushing light, pushing away the water that had already filled the floor. No, it was three, to be exact. It was a thunderstorm with a green oil on its back and a white oil in its arms.

Thunderstorms vomit a roar. It was a mixed cry of joy.

And some of the elders groaned once again that they were not each waiting.

A green lightning bolt stood up, gasping. The white deer walked towards the thunderstorm with such green lightning. In both eyes, tears of relief and joy flowed unscathed.

The light is closer. Even in the rain curtain, it was a clear distance between its faces. Then the face of the lightning storm twisted. Because the look of thunder was unusual.

“Mom!"

A thunderstorm hit the ground shouting like a child. I rushed to the sound of thunder like a thunderstorm in my sights.

The thunder saw a thunderstorm. I couldn't see it properly because it was a stubborn eye that could only be described as loose. I couldn't even see the contours of my face properly because it was blurry.

But I was convinced that the thunderstorm was a lightning storm. And that's why I was relieved. The bridge that sprinted with just one thought lost its power, and the golden light that pushed all kinds of water, including rain, sagged.

“Mom!"

The thunderstorm shouts once again and hugs the thunder.

White Yooseong, full of fever, was already half fainted. Green oils were also stretched along the axis to flinch the lips.

The lightning storm drew three people with a force. He made fun of his feet and returned to the temple under the thistle, and quickly laid the three of them on a table that was not soaked in water.

A green lightning bolt hugs the green oil and the white oil and weeps. At least the green oil, which remained conscious, hugged the green lightning and murmured.

Lightning storms had no place to look at such children. I could only see the face of a white tiring thunder.

“Mom, Mom. ”

Thunder sounds exhausted. It was the price of using holy magic to its limits. Borat lips felt ominous between white lips.

Elders gathered under the Temple Chamma begin to murmur. Even the sound of thunder, the lieutenant of the monarch, became horrible. Then what happened to the other Elders who can't use holy magic?

Did the Yellow God really abandon them? Even the deputy?

Elders struggled with fear, anger, betrayal and despair.

Humans and animals were very convenient creatures. Even if someone who was always good once did something wrong, they took it much louder and had little faith in it.

Lightning storms were not very different either.

No, it was he who received more trust from the shrine than any of the elders. The memory of the beautiful, loving, kind yellow god was unbelievable.

resentment.

Origin.

Anger.

“No. ”

It was the voice of thunder. Even if you die, it's no exaggeration, but a powerless voice echoes between the rains.

“Mom? Mom?! ”

A thunderstorm grabs the hand of thunder. The sound of thunder smiled very small. I looked at the lightning storm with my eyes out of focus.

It was hard. I was unconscious. But nevertheless, the thunder opened his lips. Leaving a rational thought, she intuited.

What Elders, including the lightning storm, would feel, and what they would think.

“The yellow god..... the priest..... ”

It was a terrible disaster. Several people had already died, and no one knew how many more people would die if the flood lasted. The Golden Wheat Field, which Elders boasted about, had already been a mess for a long time, and the village that had been planned would also be destroyed and destroyed.

It was natural for the mind of resentment to know this. I didn't even know it might be natural to be angry.

But I shouldn't have.

At least, at least lightning storms shouldn't be.

“We……. ”

The yellow god was grieving. One of the other priests was doing a miracle to save more Elders.

I may have created a fantasy of being too exhausted and unconscious, but I definitely saw and heard thunder.

Priests who desperately draw strength.

Yellow god who roars and suffers.

Thunderstorm's hand touches the cheek.

“Love...... You do it..." ”

A thunderstorm burst into tears. She grabbed the hand of a thunderbolt that was about to stretch without strength, and rubbed her cheek on her cold face.

“I'm not dead. I'm not gonna die. I won't let you die. ”

The Villager said, as if to command himself, he now breathes the sound of thunder with less divine power than a rat's tail. I took her breath and warmed her up a little to raise the flame of life.

Tefnet stood on the round table. She was looking at all the elders, not just the thunder. In the hologram that unfolds on the table, you can find Elders taking refuge in the shelters and Elders in the land villages that have already settled in the shelters.

What Elders are thinking right now.

The heart of Elders makes it.

Tefnet shook his shoulder.

“Sacred power...... is gathering. The resentment and terror of Elders are becoming my strength..... ”

Faith did not mean only positive things.

Fear and fear amplified Elders' beliefs.

Please forgive me.

I was wrong.

Yellow god.

You are great, you are fearful.

“Sister Teff. ”

At the call of Dae-a-young, Tefnet drew a smile. He said without even thinking about wiping away the tears that flow.

“It's a good thing. With this power, I can help more Elders. ”

Dae-a-young intuited that Tefnet's heart was being torn. But I couldn't say anything more.

The console transformed into a glove by Tefnet was manipulated. I stretched out my arms and split the water rods to protect even one more Elder.

Flooding has occurred around the world.

North.

Because it was a land of demons, there was also a flood there, also known as the marvel. Orcs who escaped the rising waters of mountains, peaks, hills, etc., desperately prayed. And he chose the living offerings of his servants, and struck them on the neck, and sprinkled blood on them all over.

Sink the wrath.

Please have mercy.

The desperate faith of the Orcs, the fear of the Absolute, united and became a force.

Wiseman grabs his right fist. I drew a smile that was filled with the holy power gathered.

“Harmonize heaven and earth. It must be something that can be done because of God. ”

It's a fake god. It's a god.

A race god who is responsible for one race.

And I was able to work on the power of God.

“Happy?”

Leaving the managers' space, a woman in a white mask in Weissman's new realm leans her head. Rainbow hair stretched without strength, unlike usual flames.

Weissman looked up at her. Between the white masks, I read emotions in her pupils that were revealed through the eye holes. She gave me the answer she wanted.

“Humans kneel before overwhelming power. And if the obedience that results from it is repeated, it will eventually become a kind of faith. It's a natural adjustment of consciousness. I cannot resist Gus. You must not resist. You just have to believe and follow. It's a common mental modification in the army. ”

Zeus was in his room, not in the room of the round table. I raised my hands there. I felt his divinity shaped in orange.

The age has been set. Now Olympus Twelve is not equal.

“I will now be the goddess of Olympus. Lord of the gods. That's what the Olympians will think. ”

The power of the race god comes from the race.

For the Olympians, Zeus, who caused the flood, was now absolute. Now the other twelve gods will never exceed the sanctity of Zeus.

“I'm not very happy about that, am I? ”

Hera in Zeus' arms looked up at Zeus and said.

Zeus kissed Hera. He touches her with a hand full of divine power and whispers. I didn't hide my bitter smile.

“Because I love the Olympians, too. I am the god of their kind. You can't be happy to see them suffer from the flood. ”

Flooding all over the world.

And fake gods who will gain power from that flood.

How to use that power.

‘It must be the fountain after this flood. ’

Zeus hugs Hera. I fell in love with her to forget the Olympians even for a moment.

It rained and repeated to stop.

After two days of sheltering, the Elders were trapped in the shelter and wished for the flood to end as soon as possible.

Thunder sounds a little, but I was restoring my health.

There were many dead among horses and loins. Elders slaughtered dead horses and romances without foolishness, and ate meat to stockpile their strength.

White Deer and their newly expressed brothers and sisters used the divine magic of the Yellow God to heal the wounded and weary. It was a magic that healed wounds and empowered life.

Article 17 searched Elders' dwellings at the time of God.

The walls that Edward Wing erected eventually all fell apart. But even at that cost, the water stalks, which seemed to be moving alive, also returned to the ordinary flow of water.

What matters now is how long the flood will last. I didn't harvest at all this time due to the flooding earlier than expected. Only stockpiled food was left for the year, of course, but we had to endure it until next year's harvest.

Article 17 explored options for Elders. In particular, three earthly gods, Edwin, Bart and Asca, have been thinking about how they might not be able to produce food in the meantime.

Article 17 The inhabitants examined what measures each considered. And I always tried to think of what Article 17 did not think, and what it did not consider.

Damage caused by flooding.

Is it a natural disaster that the enemies of Elders are now flooded?

The thinking of the people has expanded.

Article 17 captured crises and opportunities that were unexpected.