World Maker

I love you.

Not now, not ever.

By analogy with the war of gods, those in white masks could be called operators or NPCs.

The war of gods was basically a contest between fake gods. Therefore, the managers in the white masks did not do anything that would significantly undermine the 'balance’.

Of course, there were only two managers of the White Mask, the man in the White Mask, who was in charge of Section 17, and the woman in the Rainbow Hair, who was in charge of the Wiseman. However, considering the words of the two people, the purpose of this game, etc., it would have been almost certain.

But ‘demon’ was different.

They had a big impact on the game. The monsters sent by the demons were strong, and their existence also left certain factions with damage corresponding to the World Quest of 'Flood’.

The monster Elder first encountered.

What if that monster attacked Nectar, not Elder?

Elder was able to defeat monsters because he had a virtually new blood and a knowledgeable soul. But Nectar didn't. There was probably a good chance that the monster would be literally annihilated by attack, or that the faction would be driven to a state just before annihilation.

It was too much influence to discuss luck and misfortune.

In addition to these monsters, demons intervened in the game through a way called living offerings.

The concept of MP often appeared in the RPG (Role Playing Game), which was frequently used by the inhabitants. There were many games using a different name than MP, including Mana Point, Magic Point, and Energy, but the role was always the same.

Spend MP when triggering a specific action, namely a skill. Pay MP in exchange for using the technology.

In the War of the Gods, MP was soon divine. And this divinity was based on the faith of that race.

As MP recovers over time in the game, MP recovers again when given enough time.

The power of offering live offerings to demons could be called 'separate MP’. This power, unlike the standard MP that is commonly used in psychic games, was once used and ended. It did not recover; moreover, it could have adversely affected MP by misuse because a significant number of people had to be sacrificed.

The Villager accepted these living offerings as the concept of 'Cash Items’. It's like a special game item that you get by paying for real cash, not in-game money.

There was currently no way to restore MP consumed in the War of the Gods at once.

The extent to which several events, including festivals, enhanced the rate of recovery of the divine power or restored some of it, was limited.

That's why the cash item called the 'living offering’ had to be a very attractive element.

If you use it, you can go ahead.

I can do things that I couldn't do with my existing divinity.

Human development was something found all over the world. Even in mythologies around the world, it was not difficult to find the story of offering a living offering.

From this point of view, 'demons’, like ‘white masks’, could be regarded as the operator of the game, the NPC.

Then why.

What the people noticed was the actions of the white masked man and the rainbow haired woman.

Those two were repulsed by the devil's actions. I told the people themselves to watch out for demons directly, and even declared that their way was not right.

Why? Why? Why?

Because it's not ethically right?

Or some unspeakable side effects?

The inhabitants did not intend to use the living offering. There were three reasons.

First, I don't want to sacrifice humans.

The ‘humans’ present in the handover were not toys or organs of fake gods. They were real people with dreams, memories and thoughts, as Tefnet emphasized several times.

The people spared the thunderstorm. I thought of green oil as my daughter.

It was unacceptable to kill a person for a purpose.

Of course, it might have been a belly call. I didn't know if I would use the living offering as an excuse for not being able to help the people.

But not yet. At least now I didn't want to, and I didn't intend to.

Second, I wanted to believe in white masks.

To be precise, I wanted to believe the man in the white mask and the woman with the rainbow hair.

In fact, the people did not like their manager, the white masked man, that much. I felt reluctant when I faced him somehow.

But he was certainly the manager of Section 17. It didn't help much, but I was able to be a little vigilant when I heard the warning of the devil from him.

The woman with the rainbow hair honestly liked it. It was a short meeting, and all I had to say was a few words. Perhaps the soul itself was taken over by a beauty handover. Her surprise kiss felt so good.

What she said.

A story that moved the mind of the people themselves.

Your way is right.

The deeper the night, the darker the darkness, the brighter it shines.

There must have been a reason for a man in a white mask and a woman with rainbow hair to stop using the living offerings. The people wanted the reason to be a positive one for themselves.

Third, the lightning god and Pentecollaia, who traded with demons, were eventually destroyed.

I wasn't sure if the Lightning God had dealings with the Devil. However, the evil energy that he emitted when he last appeared resembled the energy emanating from the ritual of the living sacrifice. The energy emitted immediately after Hector used the living offering was also not very different.

Lightning God and Pentecollaia eventually fell.

The fall was not directly linked to the devil and the contract, but perhaps the people themselves were merely feeding on illogical reasons, but the result captured the people's thoughts.

Demons.

Identical to those in white masks.

The Yeongmin explained all of his findings in step time in front of the provisions of Article 17. Shortly after hearing all the stories, Edwin first came out.

“I agree with you not to use live offerings. It's too reluctant. ”

From the looks on, everyone seemed to have a similar heart to Edwin.

“Are you going to deliver it to Knut? This story?”

When Aska's question became a contemplative expression for a while, Dae-a-young became involved.

“Are we talking about this at the banquet? I know when the banquet will be. ”

“No, it's not necessarily a banquet, but communication is possible. They're all in handover now anyway. And there's a direct line with Knut, Juder. At the end of the day, you're with Judas, aren't you? ”

From what I heard, it made perfect sense. You can use Judas as as a communicator.

“I don't think it's going to take much, but exchange of information is important. ”

In Bart's words, the people also nodded. I thought about it for a while, but it wasn't even worth thinking about. I didn't find any information that would have a decisive impact on the game, and somehow it was now a friendly alliance with Knut.

Asca started chatting again as soon as the exchange of views on the communication with Knut ended.

“By the way, Knut's pretty big. You let your son out to such a dangerous place. ”

Juder Pandragan, son of the King of Britannia and the Swordsman Knut, was currently moving towards the territory of the Mythical Federation.

Does knut have a lot of new blood?

No, is it okay to put the King in such danger even if he has a lot of diarrhea?

Yeongmin also questioned this quite a bit.

It was too risky just to be a knight.

However, it was much worse now than when I came to Elder on a short-term basis.

Dang Ah-young gave his opinion.

“First of all, every escort seems extraordinary. Well trained. It's a bad story, but each one is worth comparing to a black bear. And most importantly..... I think Knut believes in Judah a lot. ”

“Uther's power? ”

At Edwing's question, Dan-A-young nods.

“I don't know where the rationale lies. ”

All I could think about right away was the white armor and the wings of light, but it felt like it wasn't enough.

As the room atmosphere of the round table worsened again, Dae-A-young punched the round table with an audacious fist.

“Don't worry. There are three more thunderstorms than Juder. And with a little more oil, it's going to be a lot harder. ”

And first of all, Juder is Elder's ally. It's also against the Green Meteor.

Because he didn't speak openly, the people and Edward Wing envisioned a way to twist Juder into the beauty of Green Oil.

“How's your green oil training going these days? ”

Yoon Min asked as if he would change his mood. Dan-A-young nodded quickly.

“Yes, because it resembles me and is brilliant. ”

Bessie smiled and manipulated the console to create tons of screens on the table. They were all pictures of the Green Meteor.

“Beautiful, too. ”

“Yes."

“It's really pretty. ”

“What stupid daughter meeting place? ”

It was Asca who gave me a little pinzan at the end.

The inhabitants were still young enough to say that they were mid-twenties. Because of this, I have never seriously considered marriage yet, nor have I considered children of course.

But is this how parents feel about having a daughter? I felt awkward when I looked at the Green Oil Star.

As the Villager bent his chin and looked at the Green Oil Citadel, Dae-young suddenly grabbed the Villager's hand. It wasn't because I was jealous of my daughter, Yooseong Green.

Dan-A-young tied his long, lustful hair together and stretched it out. It was the same hair shape as the green oil.

“What do you think, it suits you? ”

As Dan-A-young leaned slightly and asked freshly, he looked at Dan-A-young with a slight but distended face.

Surprisingly, Dan-A-young felt better about the unexpected reaction, and the 17 who watched each laughed or grumbled at the boundaries of embarrassment, aggravation, and fumes.

Tefnet, who was holding a fuzzy smile, changed his hair like he was imitating Dang Ah-young and asked Edwing.

“What about me? ”

Edwin gasps and swallows his breath at Tefnet's question. Suddenly, he vomits a rough breath of hook and comes close to Tefnet.

“On, Ed Wing? ”

Edwin smiles loudly as Tefnet calls in a slightly but frightened voice. I said to Tefnet with a closer look.

“Sister Teff, do you know it's a twin tail? ”

I used the expression "nearby," but to some extent it was only a relative meaning.

There was considerable distance between the realm of Wiseman and the realm of the Mythical Federation.

Because of this, the 'Demon Army’ was in fact forced to form an 'Expeditionary Army', and the journey would never be too short.

Weissman looks down at the handover from the system. The rainbow haired woman, who is in charge of the 111th company, was not in Weissman's system. Wiseman didn't care much because she was more than she had in the first place.

There was no sub-god in Weissman's system. It was only angels and demons who were reborn after they surrendered to Wiseman.

The Demon Army absorbed a variety of monsters and humans from the north.

Underlying the Wiseman race was the ‘Orc’ of a monster with green skin, and most of the subsequently born hybrids also possessed Orc characteristics.

Variety modification.

Wiseman did it deliberately. When I made a mixture of Orcs and Humans, I was born with Orcs that would have a weaker power than traditional Orcs. Wiseman was satisfied with this result because even though it was weaker than traditional oaks, it was a much stronger species than normal humans. I was more concerned with improving the quality.

Article 17 was not involved in Elder's marriage. It is because of Elder's individual will that we love each other and give birth to children.

But Wiseman didn't do that. It was as if we were conducting experiments to ‘breed’ the species so that more seed could be born.

Even Wiseman used his psyche to see the results of the experiment quickly. Reducing the duration of pregnancy and promoting the growth of newborns were nothing to him, a ‘race god’.

It was virtually impossible for the Orcs to create a mix of slaves or heterogeneous monsters, such as Minotauros, who joined the Orc army, but they could eventually be tied together within a large border called the Orc. They all had the same faith.

The only Wiseman.

Demon King, the only agent and king of the world.

Wiseman lifts his head. Angel Wizz, who was in the round table room, did not move. The same was true of Evil Envi, who was sitting on the other side looking at the office.

Wiseman realized that they were not moving, only Wiseman himself could move.

So I said out loud.

“Did I not make myself clear? I don't need you. ”

Who confronts the Weissman.

In front of the round table was a man in a black mask.

The new world was one independent world. That was why the time flow of the new world could be different from that of other worlds.

The permissible velocity varied according to the new system. Some were allowed only to pass more slowly than the handover, while others were allowed to pass faster.

But there was one law that was never invariable.

It was impossible to resist the flow of time.

From the past to the future, time shifted only towards one direction, like a river flowing from top to bottom.

Article 111.

Everything that existed in Wiseman's system stopped following the orders of the man in the black mask. However, the false god Wiseman, who escaped from the influence of time and black masked men, did not stop.

“Amon. Was that the name? ”

Weissman asks, the man in the black mask nods lightly. Then two personages appeared on either side of him.

“I was arrogant, arrogant about the fake god subject. ”

“Isn't that a little too much for you to make it work? ”

Both were women. She was a virgin with a small, shriveled body, and her outfit was quite personalized.

The girl was wearing a half-mask with no right side. He wore a sackcloth and a fitted dress, and a puffed skirt and black lace evoked a porcelain doll. The voluminously swollen gray hair crossed near the shoulder.

The virgin was wearing a black velvet dress that was evenly visible. Because I opened the top of my chest, my chest, clavicle, shoulders, and thin neck were clearly visible. Contrary to the girl, she was wearing a half-mask with no left side, and her tear-pointed face beneath her borate pupils somehow reminded her of the snake. The hair that came down almost to the vicinity of the buttocks was like silk.

Wiseman had already seen two women. These were the women that Amon visited the other day.

But Wiesman remembered more than that. This was the third time I heard two people's voices.

A voice that whispered like a temptation from beyond the darkness when Weissman tried to use a living offering for the first time.

The gaze of the two women staring at themselves angrily was beautiful and terrifying.

But Wiseman didn't care much. Those two were just hunting dogs tied to Amon. How can a man who fears a dog with a rope talk to his master?

Weissman asked again with authority.

“What's the point of dragging the maidens? ”

“Because you're not a maid? ”

“You think you can keep making fun of me like that? ”

The girl and the virgin threw up their voices in a row. Both emitted a black flaming energy, whether they were genuinely angry or angry. The shadow also wriggled as if it were alive, and was forming the image of a strange beast, even though it was the shadow of a girl and a virgin.

Weissman sighed with a rather irritating sigh. He pushed the energy of the girl and the virgin and told Amon to hold on to the silence.

“If you have nothing special to do, I'd like you to step back. ”

Amon calmed the growling girl and virgin with both arms extended. The voice, the other voice, lightly hugged the waist of the two women and watched the Wiseman.

“I'll see you soon. ”

“On?”

It was the girl who was surprised. The virgin was also embarrassed by the half-face that was revealed.

“Are you really just going back? ”

Amon's face was covered with a black mask. That's why I couldn't read his face, but the girl and the virgin who had already been with Amon for a long time could feel the sincerity of Amon.

Amon rarely overturned the decision. The virgin stretched her shoulders in a situation where Mac was falling, and the girl shouted at the Weissman, swinging her fist in the air like she had to give her last name.

“See you next time! ”

“How long can you pretend to be so good? You're gonna find us eventually? ”

The virgin also shouted at the girl.

Wiseman frowned.

“That's noisy.”

The old age of girls and virgins did not explode. Almon and the two women disappeared, as if the fact that they had just existed was false. At the same time, Wiseman's new life also regained its original appearance.

“Master?”

Angel Wizz, who had been stunned by Saturn for a while, asked Wiseman. It was because Weissman seemed irritated.

“Nothing. I can only hear the loud flies for a moment. Focus on your work. ”

“Yes, my lord. ”

Respectfully, Wizz went back to his work, and Evil Envi blinked, as if something was wrong, but was again obsessed with clerical processing.

Weissman took off his jaw and looked at the ceiling. I frowned once again at the marginal energies.

“Amon."

Article 111 Sky of the New World.

Amon, who carried the girl and the virgin as decorations, looked back at the direction in which his voice was heard. Like Amon, I saw a woman standing in the air.

Manager of Article 111.

Rainbow hair scattered in the wind. The pink lips revealed under the white mask were furious and young.

“Why are you here? ”

“It's not for you to be involved. ”

Amon's voice spared him. No, I felt like enjoying the situation.

When Amon came out here, the girl and the virgin who looked at him became gods. He looks at the woman with the iridescent hair and releases the poison as if he won't be angry with the Wiseman.

“Why don't you get the fuck out of here before you give it to me? ”

“You can kill, but you can't, right? You want to play torture with your sisters? ”

The black shadow explodes behind the backs of the girls and virgins who howl. It could not be defined because of the continually changing silhouette, but at least it was neither a girl nor a virgin. It was something closer to a monster.

The woman with the rainbow hair ignored those two threats. He growled, looking only at Amon.

“Do you intend to break the 'rules’? ”

Rules.

Amon twists his lips and smiles. The black mask covers his face and is not revealed, but the woman with the iridescent hair was convinced.

Amon took a step. And he stopped right in front of the nose of the woman with the rainbow hair. Leaping into space between the blinks, he looked down at the woman with the rainbow hair.

“I don't care what you did. Are you having fun playing with me? Do you see a surrogate? ”

A woman with a rainbow hair who was about to rebuke Amon flinched. Amon didn't miss that gap. A woman's jaw with a rainbow hair revealed under a white mask lightly held her voice.

“Why don't you come this way. Then you will live with the man you so longed for, even if you still care about what you call your master. ”

A man in a white mask.

Representative of Article 17.

A woman with rainbow hair shakes her shoulders. I wanted to unleash unbearable anger.

The girl and the virgin also read the color of that rainbow haired woman. The shadow rising from behind the two men's backs revealed sharp dark teeth.

“That's it.”

Another man appeared beside Amon. Embracing the waist of a rainbow haired woman so naturally, he once again spurts into the air and opens the streets with Amon.

A man who covered his face with light instead of a mask, who was sitting in a long chair with the officer of Section 17.

The moment he faces the man of light, Amon regains his cool. The man of light said to Amon:

“Too much talk, Amon. ”

The man of light has not changed now or ever. Unlike the man in the white mask, he had already given up, but not everything.

“She's still loved enough. I'm getting attention. It's just that he doesn't pay very well. ”

“Are you comforting me like that? ”

Amon is empty. He's a little different than he used to be.

A man of light lifted his tongue and replied.

“It's not comforting, it's true. She's the only one with a white mask who can enter my retreat. Isn't that my favorite way to be like him? ”

“Are you here because you're worried about Wiseman? ”

A woman with a rainbow hair asks a different question, just as she cuts off a man of light. It didn't go very well whether it was to ask the man of light or to bargain with Amon.

Just as the ambiguity cleared up, the rainbow haired woman spoke.

“The Federation of Myths is strong. The population is overwhelming as it combines different races, and so is the number of newborns. ”

It was difficult. It was the mythical Federation that could discuss the best handover, if only by simple numbers.

Amon leaps into space and returns to the girl and the virgin. Once again, she teases her hands to calm down their shadows and says.

“Just like you, I'm not worried. ”

Amon's face in the black mask was blurred. He lowered his gaze and looked at the Temple of Article 111. I vomited my voice there, reminiscent of the castle of the Demon King.

“He's a Wiseman. ”

Amon and the girl, the virgin, disappeared.

The rainbow haired woman, who was looking at the missing void, stretched her shoulders as if she was losing a gin within a few minutes, and the man of light shoved the rainbow haired woman's shoulders with a soft hand.

Dae-a-young was held in the arms of the people. The young man holding Dang-Ah-young's small shoulders closed his eyes, as he almost dug himself up in a cushion filled with cotton.

I felt good about the warmth of Dan-a-young that is conveyed through my whole body. The breath, scent, and occasional movements of Dan-a-young under his chin warmed the heart of the people.

Young and Dae-a-young didn't have much to talk about when together. I just felt each other's body temperatures and often enjoyed being together.

Dae-a-young dug a little deeper into the people's arms. He said in a slightly sleepy voice.

“Teacher told me a lot of stories. It was a whole new world for me that was stuck in the house to meet. ”

Dan-A-young loved to tell the story of 'Master’. Therefore, the resident told the story of Dae-young Zamzako.

“Some of the stories you told me were about some stupid guy. ”

“Stupid?”

“Yes, a real fool. ”

Dae-a-young was burying his head in the heart of his people, so he could not see his face. However, Young Min thought that Dae-a-young was smiling bitterly somehow.

“What about the cat in the boots? I remember now. It's a very strange name. ”

It was definitely not a strange name. I felt it every time I heard Dan-A-young's story, but no matter how much I thought about it, I didn't think Dan-A-young's teacher was a man of the jungle.

Dae-a-young continued the story.

“He was an incredibly good and powerful unmanned man, and for the lady he was carrying, he went to fight with the most fearsome, evil and bad person in the world...... like the Archbishop trying to swallow the earth. The Archbishop said that if we don't stop him because he's too bad, the world will end. ”

Dang Ayong's story skills were not smooth. Sometimes I could talk to my cousins, but she was barely listening, so it was because she didn't have words around her.

However, for that reason, he had no intention of stopping Dae-young from speaking. I listened to Dan-A-young's story with a fair welcome.

“But?”

“The god of boots, the cat, traveled a long time with his colleagues to defeat the Archbishop. And finally, just before I fought with my colleagues with the Bishop……. ”

“Before?”

“A letter has been sent. The booty god said the lady who was waiting for the cat to marry another man while the cat was fighting hard. ”

“Huh?”

I didn't even know what to say to the people.

No, what the hell are you talking about? So the warrior went to defeat the Demon King, and while the warrior was fighting the Demon King, the princess who was waiting in Vespanola wore her rubber boots upside down?

When Young Min panicked, Dae-young lifted his head. I said with a bitter smile that I thought I would.

“The god of boots, the cat defeated the Archbishop, but lost a place to go back. The god of boots was all she had for a cat. Moreover, before the Bishop died, the god of boots fixed the heart of the cat by walking the evil spell. So..... I stuck my heart out because I didn't know that the girl I love was married to another man. ”

The people laughed at me without knowing it.

In short, I was told that my beloved woman's separation, who was trying to save her life, was also marrying another man in the eye, and that the tearing heart was completely preserved?

“So, what happened? ”

It was like imagining it would cause vertigo.

When Young Min urgently asked, Dae-a-young deliberately stepped up a little. It was because of her lack of storytelling skills that the soul was so immersed in the story that she did not see it often.

Did it make you feel bad enough? Dan-a-young whispered.

“The god of boots said the cat couldn't take it anymore and went to see the lady. ”

“To get revenge?”

“What, the people would take revenge if you did that? You die and I die? ”

When Dae-a-young asked, he quickly shook his head.

“No, not like that. ”

But I couldn't be completely confident. What would happen if Dae-young told himself that he was going to marry another man?

In response, Dae-young sharpened his eyes. Almost growled.

“No, of course not. If you do, I will kill them all and destroy the world. ”

But can you really do that? No matter how much you feel about betrayal, can you hurt your people?

Dae-a-young couldn't be confident. So I went back to my original story.

“But they didn't do that to cats in boots. The man who was so nice was just guarding the lady's side and taking care of her family's people. For the rest of my life.”

In many ways, it was a scary story, even though Mac was missing.

‘She and her husband must have been really scared. ’

Usually, when I hear this story, the god of boots would feel sorry for the cat, but the god of boots was the one who focused on thinking differently, so I thought about the lady first rather than the cat.

What would it feel like if a man who abandoned himself, the strongest man in the world, stayed around him with his mind unchanged? Wouldn't it be horrible and scary?

“Well, there seems to be more to the story after that...... and the teacher said that the cat became happy after all. ”

The story concludes with a messy ending.

But isn't it good to be happy after all?

It was time for the people to come to a reasonable conclusion. As if Dan-A-young were ambushed, he whispered with strength in his arms.

“It used to be a story I didn't understand, but I think I know a little bit about it now. ”

“What kind of things? ”

Instead of talking about Moor, Dan-A-young approached her face. No one swallowed each other's breath first, and slammed their lips. The tongue and tongue were entangled and saliva came out.

Dae-a-young touched the soul's cheek. The young man reaches under the waist of Dae-young.

And that's the moment.

The sound of a sharp alarm rang loudly over the heads of the two men. It was not an alarm. It was simply an alarm that brought the news. Dan-A-young coveted the people's tongues a little more vigorously, as if ignoring the sound, but the people could not. I finally pushed Dang Ah-young out of my arms and made fun of my fingers in the air to check the news with the alarm.

He said to Dae-young, who was spilling himself with grumbling eyes.

“Judas has reached the land of the Myth Federation. ”

“Sende?”

Yudhar looks out of town about 500 meters away and mutters a little as if he is in trouble.

The Knights of Juder and the Round Table were not on horses. I hid myself in the bush that rises on the hill and stole the village of the Mythical League far away.

In the war of gods, it was practically impossible to infiltrate and spy on villages through humans.

There was an unconscious surveillance of a fake god.

Even Paris, who had fled with all sorts of holy magic, was not seen when he entered the big town.

The more brilliant man with divine power, the better detected by the surveillance network of fake gods. Their presence could be likened to oil in the middle of a cup of tea. It was that heterogeneous, and that noticeable.

It was also difficult to infiltrate ordinary people who did not have much divine power.

In the current era, each tribe rarely interacted with other tribes. There were not many people in the village who did not know their faces.

When a stranger enters from outside the village, it becomes a minute. Even if it was difficult to sneak in, there was a high likelihood that they would be discovered soon unless they continued to hide. Even if the length of their stay was longer, there was no divine power to do this, there was also a high likelihood of discovering their existence by false gods.

Even if it was not to clarify these facts, it was the articles of Juder and the Round Table who were aware of them.

I knew it was too much to come close to anymore.

“Obviously, from a distance, it's not the usual size. ”

The Roundtable's knight, Roengreen, spoke in a slightly but tense voice. Knight Isolde spoke.

“If the power starts here...... it's quite far from our Britannians. ”

The Knights of Juder and Round Table did not come here through a straight route. Technically, I could say quite back.

The territory of the Britannians was situated in the north-east of the Amazonian lands.

The Knights of Juder and the Round Table once manoeuvred westward through the vicinity of the former Amazonian territory. Then, while he was heading north, he joined the Western Shinsu Garura.

The articles of Juder and Roundtable spent considerable time on this journey. Even after joining Garura, he's already gone for more than a fortnight.

If the mythical Federation sent troops to Britannia, how long would it take for the expedition to reach them? I don't know, but it was very likely that it would take more than a month.

Infantry march speed in a land without roads.

Given the fact that almost all of the supplies are virtually all of them and the reduced speed with which they have to go, and the fact that there are very few professional soldiers.

Because civilizations are developing abnormally rapidly, the peoples on this continent are still ridiculously small compared to the land they can occupy. Enemies and vast lands have become unintended oppressors of war.

In fact, Amazones and Elder were too far from each other to wage war. Nevertheless, the war was due to the existence of false gods. You can clearly discern the enemy's position on the vast land, and you have a sense of purpose that you have to attack enemies even though you have so much land that you don't have to fight immediately.

The Knights of the Round Table considered the conflict with the Mythological Federation to be a 'thing of the future’. The distance between Britannia and the Mythical Federation was far too long. And so was Elder.

“I'd love to go inside the village, but that's a lot, isn't it? ”

When Eudor asks around, Fiona quickly replies.

“What are you doing? Tell me all the common sense. ”

He replied with a nasty smile and saw other articles. Isolde points to Garura sitting next to Odokani.

“I think we should wait here. ”

“How do you know? ”

“Uh... well, just a touch? I've traveled with them for quite some time. ”

As Isolde hesitated to answer, Judas looked back at Powder. It was as if I was listening to Juder and Isolde, and Pour moved his head with small wings, and I thought about it and said to wait here, just like Isolde said.

“Take care."

When Judas handed over the horse, he wanted to hesitate for a moment, but he lightly struck Judas' head with his wings and flew up. Juther quickly said, as the knight Vedivier made a slight but angry look at Garura's behavior, beating their king.

“It's okay, I'm ashamed. ”

Even this time, the powder that was flying in the sky was slightly curled up. But it was only for a moment.

The Western Water Powder flew up to the height of the sky within days.

It was no exaggeration to say that divine water was a mass of divine power. Because of this, the people tried to avoid the eyes of the Mythical League, allowing the powder to fly as high as possible.

A view of the city from the skies.

Dan-a-young, who was staring up at the screen, clinging to the side of the people, muttered without my knowledge.

“Huge.”

The city of the Myth Federation was enormous. At first glance, I had no idea that Elders' big town class was, no, perhaps larger than the big one.

"Do you have a population of more than 3,000? ’

There were thirty-two false gods in the Mythical Federation who appeared at the banquet. Even though there were an average of four people per trillion, it was a merger of eight renovations. If several variables were applied, such as the fake god destroyed by the Mythological Federation or the fake god accepted as a sub-god, it was likely that more than fifteen trillions would be combined as one.

The population resembled snow rolling. The larger the snowballs to roll, the larger the volume of snowballs to roll each time.

Although it was only an empirical assumption, the tribes in the war of gods were largely of short childhood. Most of them grew up so fast that they wanted to have children even when they were only ten years old. If you think about the growth rate of Amazoness and her enslaved race, Elder, who became an adult at the age of 13, was also on a somewhat slower path to growth.

It was probably an element that I would like to see adjusted for rapid population growth. The species' growth rate was fast, but life expectancy itself was not very short, and there were also many children who gave birth because of their long natural youth.

Elder became virtually the same species as‘ Elves in Fantasy ’that Edwin always lived with in his mouth. It was slightly different for mixed blood and later added species, but among the pure blood elders such as white deer and thunder, those who were heavily exposed to divine power such as green lightning, and the second generation elders such as green oil and white oil, the divine power was now close to three hundred years of life expectancy. It was no exaggeration to say that aging is also slow and rarely old after thirty years.

That was why, however, reproductive power was low. As Elder's Elf painting progresses, the number of children that an Elder couple can have is decreasing.

In the case of the Blood Elders, there were two of them, even though there were many children. In the future, more time could have given birth to additional children, but apparently reproductive power was too low in proportion to the number of reproductive activities.

‘At least I'm glad the upper generation is accumulating. ’

Long life expectancy and slow aging forced the natural upper generation to accumulate. And in the recently increasing number of mixed blood types, life expectancy was shorter than that of pure blood, but instead, reproductive capacity was as high.

‘Anyway, the important thing is the population of the Myth Federation..... ’

If the inhabitants were to look good, there seemed to be quite a communion of more than 10,000 people, perhaps close to 20,000. And if it really did, over time, the population gap with Elder would be even greater.

‘I need to send at least Garura Bay to explore some more cities of the Myth Federation. ’

There was no way that the city of the Myth Federation could be one. There were probably three that could not be done.

The distance between each other became a wall between Elder and the Mythical League, which would protect Elder, but I could not be reassured. I had to catch up with the population of the Myth Federation even with some numbers.

Powder was looking at the ground a little further. It was too far to discern what facilities were inside the city to see if there was a city around.

But that was the time.

“Evade!"

In response to the cries of Dae-a-young, the inhabitants twisted their bodies reflectively. A sharp arrow passes through the tip of the wings of the Western Water Powder. It was an absurdly powerful arrow if you think about the height of the top where the powder is currently staying.

Garura turned her gaze to the ground, and the people ‘saw’ the divine power.

A big man with a stubborn body was shooting powder with a bow. It was clear that he was the new blood of the Myth Federation.

The people were no longer obsessed and for now they ordered Garura to leave the city. Instead of going straight south, Garura turned east. in order not to expose the position of the articles of the Eudor and the Round Table.

“New recruits.”

Naresuan, sitting on the ‘throne’ in the room of the round table, said briefly.

To make a difference to a round table where everyone was equal, Naresuan cared about the chair. Only Nareshuan could sit on a throne with a backrest and a handle. At least ten false gods from the Myth Federation who could have a seat at the Round Table were left, and the rest of the gods could not come in unless something special happened in the Round Table room. Even if they came in, they were not allowed to stand in a corner position.

A young woman with light brown hair, sitting on the left side of Naresuan, commented first.

“Don't you think it's Elder's gift? ”

She was one of Naresuan's most enthusiastic followers, the first false god of her kind to be absorbed by Naresuan. The man sitting across from her fixed his glasses and received a horse. He was also a follower of Naresuan.

“Certainly, Elder will care about the existence of our mythological Federation. I'm sure you know that the Amazonians have surrendered to us. ”

Amazoness, whom Pentecollaia first decided to bring to the Mythical Federation, was about 2,000. However, it was only five hundred people who arrived at the Myth Federation, as it revealed their incompetence. Almost all of the remaining 5,000 were absorbed by Elder. If Pentecollaia had brought in 2,000 Amazonians as scheduled, she would at least have been treated better than she is now. Pentecilia, Amazonia.

The gentleman and woman were anxious that Elder's divinity had peered into their city. Naresuan relaxed as the other false gods showed similar colors.

“There's no need to rush. If the information Amazones bring is correct, time is on our side. Just focusing on snow bowling is enough. ”

The same was true of the Myth Federation, which received information from other races through Amazoness. Elder's population ranged from 5,000 to 6,000, even after the successful uptake of the Amazonians. It was not comparable to the mythical Federation, which already had a population of 20,000.

The more time you spend like this, the greater the population gap. Of course, there was also a sense of population growth, but there were still too few populations to go through that.

Like Pentecollaia, there were still some foolish fake gods who applied to join the Myth Federation. Among them were those who led all their tribes and came to the Myth Federation.

“It would be better to take the southern direction. I look forward to the next banquet. ”

Naresuan calmly spoke and the false gods sitting around the table praised Naresuan, their master, with a bright face.

The hierarchical system underlying the Myth Federation.

The same was true of the New Testament. More than forty false gods, including the lower gods, were divided in ranks, and this hierarchy made Naresuan domination easier.

Feeling satisfied with the appearance of the fake gods, who were like dogs waving their tails at themselves, Naresuan turned his gaze to the corner of the table.

I saw some fake gods with consoles on their heads who transformed them into helmets. Those belonging to the lowest ranks among the lower gods or homosexuals, who were in charge of surveillance throughout the territory of the Mythical Federation.

The gaze of the Mythical League ceased to be a particularly noticeable goddess among the false gods who stood without a pulse because of their excellent body and beauty.

Pentesileia, the goddess of the Amazonians.

Between a few days she turned very obedient, whether in bed or in the room of the round table. It seemed that Naresuan himself had healed his heart by virtue of the fact that he had released the newborn Parris.

Even if it was a fake god, it was ultimately a woman, a mother. In fact, I could have lost my race and fallen into ruins, but the fact that he is safe can only change that way.

It was Naresuan who sometimes even thought he should give up Paris a little earlier. Or you could let Paris have his place in the Myth Federation.

After all, it was just a toy to play with, but it was worth that much to Pentecollaia's beauty.

Pentesileia took off her helmet and raised her hand to ask for the right to speak, even if she felt Naresuan's eyes.

Naresuan asked in a very sentimental voice.

“What's going on, Pentecollaia? ”

Pentesileia politely bowed her head before the answer. He spoke in a slightly frightened voice.

“An army of monsters is coming from the west. ”

“The army of monsters? ”

“Isn't there a tribe like this in the West? ”

The fake gods are fluttering. Naresuan raises his hands and silences them, then jaws them to Pentesileia.

“Share what you've seen. ”

Pentecilia gently manipulated the console and transmitted what she saw on the screen.

Fear spread among the false gods of the Myth Federation. Nareshuan's face was also light of tension.

And among those false gods, Pentecollaia bowed her head even deeper. I had a small smile that would not be visible to anyone.

If you think about Elder, both the handover and the new generation were peaceful.

Half a year after the war with the Amazons.

There were many things going on between the other races, but Elder was literally crippled across the river. No, it was a lot to consider in the first place because of street problems.

In Elder's big town, Green Oil and Unique Yuder Pandragan returned to their home country, Britannia, and set out again with the Knights of the Round Table to find their way to the Myth Federation.

Amazones abandoned the second village and emigrated to the Mythical League, then turned into slaves.

Wiseman's Orcs initiated a rally to defeat the Mythical League, and the Mythical League noticed that troops were gathering in the West.

The Knights of the Eugene Pandragan and the Round Table set up a garrison somewhat distant from the territory of the Mythical Federation.

The Knights of Juder and the Round Table did not come to the North to attack the Myth Federation. It was the original plan to ensure that the location of the Mythical Federation, which was marked on the business cards sown at the Banquet of the Gods, was real, and to gather as much information as possible and return.

However, the plan changed when I joined Garura, Elder's newcomer. And the plan changed once again as Garura captured the military movements of the Mythical League.

Observe the battle between the Orcs and the Mythical Federation, a species of Wiseman. Determine where the fight is.

Knut's Article 33 failed to set up scout recruits such as Garura because he poured a lot of power into strengthening the Eugene Pandragan. Because of this, there was no other way than to observe it directly through Juder's eyes.

Juder told Vedivier, the most trusted knight from the round table who accompanied him, to return to Britannia to inform him of the situation in the north and to prepare for the war in case he did not know.

The scout of the 'ElderBritannian’ alliance was Garura, a Western spy. Although Judas sometimes spread his wings of light and followed the Powder, most of the time he waited at the garrison with the Knights of the Round Table.

I didn't want to unnecessarily provoke the Myth Federation.

“Nana Knutt, the optimum situation for Juder is that this war is going to get a lot longer. ”

On the round table of Article 17 there was a holographic 3D terrain. It was the territory of the Myth Federation, not Elder's territory, which the insiders could see, so there was no unclear part, but that extent of error was not a big problem.

If you cut the round table in half, it was supposed to be Wiseman's territory on the left, and the mythical Federation's territory on the right.

The inhabitants stretched their fingers and pointed to each village of the Mythical League.

“As I explained before, there are five mythical Federations in the town. Two cities and three villages, to be exact. ”

The city of the Myth Federation, which Juder and Garura first encountered, was not the city of Vasil. Even larger villages than in the past were only one of the villages in the Myth Federation.

The town of the Myth Federation was spread out in a pentagonal shape. If you think of the north as the top vertex, the town facing Juder and Garura is the bottom left vertex.

The top and right vertices correspond to cities, and at first glance, each city has a population of over 5,000. The remaining villages were estimated to live between two thousand and four thousand people, respectively.

“It's not clear, because it's just an approximation based on observations in the air. One of the cities is too sacred for the Myth Federation to enter. However…… it is very likely that the population of the Myth Federation is close to 20,000. ”

Four times Elder's radius.

It was information that I already knew, but I felt the gap greatly. Asca made a loud and painful noise, and Tefnet gathered her eyebrows with her arms, as she also expressed concern.

Young Min finally explained.

“The Myth Federation is currently gathering troops in the West, in a village I call the left vertex. The number is appalling because the Myth Federation is actually involved in this battle. The current estimated number of military members of the Myth Federation is about 7,000. ”

Of the 20,000, seven thousand were over 30 per cent of the population. In fact, it would not be exaggerated if we gathered almost all those who could fight.

Instead of touching the nerves of the mythical League, the people and Judas retreated because they wanted the mythical League to have a 'total war’ as it is now. In the south, when other tribes of newcomers or newcomers wandered around, the Mythical League had to prepare for attacks in the south outside of the West, and the troops were forced to split.

The ideal situation that the people and Knut wished for was as follows:

Wiseman's Expeditionary Force and the Mythical Federation's army wage violent fights. Continuing the geopolitical struggle without unilateral domination on either side, resulting in both sides wasting time and manpower.

“By the way, is there any chance that Wiseman's army will collapse after all the power of that mythical League strikes? Honestly, I'm a little worried about numbers. ”

Bart looked into the data that marked the mythical confederacy.

The current army prepared by the Mythical Federation was more than Elder's total population. If the Myth Federation defeated the Wiseman to an overwhelming advantage, this was no good for Elder either. I will pour that troop into the fight against Elder completely.

The Villager manipulated the console and displayed a red army on the left side of the round table. It was Weissman's legion.

“Wiseman's army can only observe from afar, which is not clear, but the numbers are overwhelming. At least three thousand years old. ”

“Three thousand? That's almost twice the difference? ”

Of course, there were no fewer than three thousand. But Naresuan's army was only just told that it was expected to be seven thousand.

The Yeongmin received the words immediately.

“But the troops are different. Even in the old prairie battles, Weissman's monster army is strong. Some giant monsters like Minotauros. ”

“High unit combat power. ”

Wiseman's clan, the Orcs, was a combat clan that possessed a very strong body.

Of course, the larger the troop size, the more likely it was that tactics would have a greater impact on the battlefield than unit combat forces. Not every Orc was as powerful as a newborn.

Large-scale confrontations between troops depended on who created the 'majority versus minority situation' better. It was a 'rotation’ that would allow a small number of sieges to be carried out, even if they were outnumbered by the total number of troops, but only in certain circumstances and times.

Wiseman's legion had excellent unit combat strength.

And I didn't know it might be an unfounded belief, but I didn't really think Wiseman would be lacking in terms of tactics.

Edwin knocks on the table and looks at the horse.

“Anyway, what could be the variables of battle is the new recruits and blood...... You still don't have this information, do you? ”

“Observing only from a distance seems to have some limitations. But I think there are at least ten more. ”

I was more surprised than Edwin, who asked questions about the answer of the Yeongmin. Dan-a-young, who stood up, asked with surprise.

“Did that Nareshuan give birth to so many children? ”

According to information heard from Knut, the probability of a newborn's conception was quite lower than expected. Knut did not get any new blood except for Jude Pandragan, despite sleeping with close to 20 women during the descent event.

Of course, this was Knut's case everywhere, and there was a low likelihood of Knut's death due to such circumstances.

Naresuan slept with over two hundred women, by simple calculation. before returning to their homeland.

When Dan-A-young told me about it, no one else was forced to chew. The soul who coughed and calmed down his face spoke.

“I don't think they're all Naresuan's children. It seems that the Federation of Myths itself is a union of trillions. A lot of new blood, too. ”

It was after the Fourth Banquet that the Mythological Federation was counted sharply, according to the estimates of the people. Since it was after the descent event, the newborn members of the group were also absorbed in the process of accepting the other group.

Overwhelming population.

The army and the power generated by it.

More than ten newborns.

Asuka frowned as if her stomach was throbbing. It's a little woozy, but I said.

“It's so scarier than I thought. I pretended to be good at the banquet hall and I had my reasons. ”

At least Knut's alliance with Section 33 made it possible to respond as it is now. If Elder had thought of fighting the Mythical League with his own power, he would have been much more gloomy than he is now.

Edwin asks again.

“You don't know much about Wiseman's new blood, do you? ”

“I can't get to a position where I can separate people. The power of symbols is enormous, and frankly, there is a high likelihood that powders will become dangerous. ”

The day I first observed the town of the Myth Federation, I was almost struck by an arrow.

Edwin sighs as if he had no choice but to clean up the story.

“Surely it would be ideal for your people to be badly damaged by both of you. If one eats the other with an overwhelming gap, the answer is really no. ”

One good thing was that there was also considerable distance between the territory of the Wiseman and the territory of the Mythical Federation. Unless Weissman pressed the mythical League with a really overwhelming gap, neither side would have created a completely absorbed situation.

“Anyway, this is the extent of the struggle between the Wiseman and the Mythical League..... ”

The blurred ponytail inhabitants looked at everyone, including Dan-A-young, and vomited a long sigh again. Edwing's eyes narrowed.

“That's the face of something embarrassing or difficult to say? ”

It was a stabbing speech, and the soul swallowed its breath.

I have to say, but Edwin's horse was embarrassed.

How long has it been since the people have been able to speak so quickly and their lips have been so sweet? Tefnet took on the role of the people.

“How do you increase Elder's population? ”

Population growth.

Dae-a-young looked at the people with suspicious eyes. I was embarrassed by what he said, and I couldn't say it.

Asuka nodded.

“Sister Tef is right, in fact, the population growth is not slow right now...... but the threat is too great right now. ”

Elder's number had to be increased. Shouldn't we at least be half of the Myth Federation and fight the sisters?

Edwin crosses his arms and says as if he's in trouble.

“But the reproductive power itself is low, isn't it? The Black Bear only sees the third one now. ”

Black Bear, a keen follower of the Yellow God, said, 'Give birth to many children.’ regarded the words of the yellow god as golden oxen. Perhaps the most enthusiastic of the Elders of the Blood Age II was the Black Bear and the White Deer.

But even such black bears and white deer were pregnant for the third time this winter. It was a fairly low reproductive power if you think you even used divine magic. Perhaps if black bears and white deer were normal humans, they would have at least ten children.

Asca blushes her face without my knowledge. I felt like I knew why the people hesitated so much to get this vassal out.

But I still had to say something, so Asca decided to risk embarrassment.

“Still, since your childhood is as long as your childhood, you might want to count on it. ”

“But it's too late. Don't you think it's important how you increase it right now? ”

Dae-a-young stared straight at her and asked, and she could not face her gaze. I looked elsewhere and said.

“Yes, it's embarrassing and difficult to talk about Edward Wing, but for now, we need to increase the population. ”

I was in a hurry.

It was unknown how the Mythical League and Wiseman's war would end, but the 'Far Away’ could not protect the Elders until then.

‘The goddess of love,' Tefnet said with her hands up.

“I strongly encourage mixing with the tribe that followed Amazoness...... and maybe pull the Elders' wedding season a little bit. ”

“When to get married? ”

On returning to Dan-A-young's question, Tefnet glances at Edwing. As if to explain it, Edwin opens his mouth.

“The second generation Elder is actually only ten years old, so there's no problem with having a child. I don't know... I'm embarrassed to talk about it. ”

“I'm not folding any pigs..... ”

Dae-a-young lowered his head and murmured.

Edwin's Second Generation Horseman Elder was doubtful enough to have a child when he was ten, and when he was thirteen, he was already recognized as an adult in society.

But no matter how old you are, tell a 10-year-old to get married and have a baby.

It was not as easy to accept the concept that had been built up in the meantime.

Asca raises her hand again and says.

“Shall we marry White Yooseong? As an example. ”

“Huh?”

“You can't just drop a trust. You like each other in black anyway. There's nothing you can't do because it's early. ”

“No, but the black light is only eleven now, right? Are you twelve now? ”

Dan-a-young tried to resist in vain, but it was useless. When I was eleven or twelve while I was discussing twelve years old, I was old enough.

Tefnet made a decision.

“It was at the age of seven that the lightning storm became the father of the Green and White Meteors. ”

At this moment there was silence in the room of the round table.

Tefnet remained audaciously calm and smiled, and article 17, which had become a honey-eaten mute, acknowledged reality.

Edwin laughed.

“All right, let's push that side for now. Let's hope the fight in the North is long. It's no big deal, right?"

“Yes, it seems difficult for either side to win overwhelmingly. ”

Asuka, who was immediately told the story of the White Meteor marriage, stretched it out again.

The people looked down at the round table as they heard the story of Asuka.

Wiseman's Army and the Mythical Federation's Army.

Is the fight between the two as intense and lasting as I thought?

Instead of a one-sided victory on either side, what would be the scenario?

The people could not be sure.

I hoped for such a situation, but I thought I couldn't expect it.

The reason was simple.

It was Weissman who sent a scout to Elder's realm. I never knew the size of the Myth Federation. Nevertheless, Wiseman sent an army.

‘If the amphibians were foreseen...... they would never have gone to the same place as now. ’

What is Weissman's trick? How could Wiseman be deceived to defeat the army of the Myth Federation?

The Villager looked down at the round table. It was pointless.

“They've come a long way. Winners are like ours. ”

Darius, the newborn king of the Myth Federation, said with a confident face.

One of the five cities of the Mythical League, the ten new blood men, including Darius, was stationed with more than 7,000 troops in front of the so-called Left Peak Village.

Even though the ceiling was high and the house was spacious, the fresh blood gathered in a circle in Darius' tent, and each nodded and agreed to Darius' words. In the corner of the tabernacle were slaves lying flat on the ground to carry the new blood on the market.

The tall man standing on Darius' left side laughed with a giggle. An elongated beard decorated with such colorful thread and sparkling stones joined several strands to the nose and chin, making a bizarre impression with fearless axe eyes.

“I've never seen so many troops come together, brother. ”

New blood Gautama.

The second new blood born to Naresuan, he was Darius' half-brother.

Darius pats his half-brother's back loudly and is frustrated.

“This fight must be won greatly. The larger our size, the less likely the damage will be. ”

Currently, the population of the Mythical Federation is more than 20,000 when it comes to slavery. However, it was not easy to create seven thousand troops. The troops currently stationed in front of Syracuse were the result of the conscription of almost all men, with the exception of non-combatants such as women, children and the crippled.

This abnormal recruitment forced the social system of a large group, the Mythical Federation, to paralyse naturally. It was possible because it was a winter when there was nothing like this. It would never have been done if it had been summer or autumn.

Darius wanted an overwhelming victory, as he himself said. It wasn't just to show off victory. There was an overwhelming victory for the mythical Federation, and to be precise, it required the existence of an unharmed army.

It was because of its strength that the Federation of Myths could be called as massive as it is today. The ability to absorb slave tribes such as Amazoness without crowds was also due to the overwhelming power of the Myth Federation over slaves.

His father Naresuan said that there were three tribes approaching the Mythical League to become slaves themselves. In order to absorb them without crowds, it was further necessary to maintain the ‘Su', the ultimate strength of the Mythical Federation, in order to conquer the South.

It was natural that there was less damage when beating the cloth with two thousand than when beating the cloth with three thousand. According to scouts, the number of monsters is roughly three thousand. I didn't know what it would be like to fight, but the forces of the Mythical League were more than twice that strength, enough to win an overwhelming victory.

Between the newlyweds, there was a purgatory of wine. The new blood man, standing on Darius' right side, slightly frowned.

“I had no idea there were such monsters in the West. It's horrible.”

However, Cambices, a newborn man who speaks the last words, was also not a normal appearance. He had horns on his head, and a firm crust instead of his hair. The skin was also grey, which made me feel more heterogeneous.

A new blood woman standing across from Darius smiles.

“Hey, you're a monster by common standards, too. ”

“What?”

She was too young to be called a woman, and Kirus, a virgin who looked mature to be called a girl, cut out her tongue as though her opponent was more excited. She gave up her bright blonde hair neatly with a silver headband, a new blood born to one of Naresuan's followers.

As Kirus' provocation growled, Cambices couldn't stand the anger, and Darius laughed and took a step forward.

“Calm down, Cambices. Kirus doesn't usually argue with anyone. Calm down. Be patient. ”

“Well, if that's what you say. ”

I was ashamed to see if I liked the compliment that I saw. Kambices coughed. Hmmm. At any given time, it was simply Cambices.

As Cambices calmed down, Darius blindfolded Kirus, and Kirus nodded with a smile. It was Kirus, who didn't have to follow Darius like Cambices, but liked him.

He was a ruthless Darius to the enemies of slavery and mythological league, but a generous elder brother to the newcomers who could be called the 'Brothers’.

However, there were some new blood relatives who preferred military relations more than these brothers.

Hephaistion, a newborn who stood up as if he had cut a stone, gave Darius an example.

“Great King, it's not too late. Why don't you take advantage of the Nephilim trapped underground in Corinth? ”

Nephilim means hybrids that have been transformed into monsters through mountain sacrifices. Most of the newborns used the expression hybrid, but the knowledgeable Hephaistion always used the expression Nephilim.

Although it had already been circulated several times, Darius replied without annoying tea.

“The hybrids are like the monsters that came from the west. The only murderers left are senseless, blind combat instincts. It would be rather chaotic to call in a large number of troops as it is today. ”

“Hao.... ”

“This battle is a great opportunity for us. Let's all learn how to serve the military. Fighting multiple enemies would also be a good experience. Especially Kirus. You don't have the right interpersonal experience yet. ”

Darius naturally turned to Kirus. She snorts with her hands up on her waist, the only red spot among the newborns.

“Hmph, how many times have you fought with a slave squad? ”

“What's that slave got to mean? ”

Darius laughed, and so did the rest of the new blood. The only thing that didn't smile was the knowledgeable Hephaistion.

“The scouts say that the bitches are pretty good at it. Because the skin color is a bit unusual, it will taste good. ”

Gautama, Darius' half-brother, opened his mouth again. The whirlwind eyes were filled with greed and lust. As one of the newlyweds teased me, I asked.

“A woman is a monster, isn't she? ”

“Well, that's not good! Now that Brother Darius has taken her away from Hippolyte, I need to fill my heart with monsters! ”

A waxy smile spread again among the new blood. Darius tapped Gautama's shoulder.

“If you get tired, I'll pass it on to you. ”

“Hygo, that's enough. I'll take care of what I eat because I'm dirty. ”

“Do you really have to talk like that in front of me? No matter how much I'm a slave, I feel bad. ”

It was Kirus who got in at the end. She was pretending to be angry, but her eyes were also smiling. Principal, the lowest rank, was the mythical League of Livestock.

Darius raises the glass high again.

“The battle is tomorrow. Don't do anything nonsense. Sleep tight today. I look forward to tomorrow's performance. ”

The new blood followed Darius and raised the cup high. Promising a glorious victory tomorrow, I vomited a rumbling roar.

There was something natural that we would know without promising each other, without publicizing it to the world.

As soon as the morning of the handover dawned, Juder led the Knights of the Round Table to the hill overlooking the plain. Then the powder of the Elders' western god flew over their heads.

Myth Federation and Wiseman's army clash today.

Everyone was aware of that. That is why everyone involved in the work focused on the plains where a large rotation would unfold.

Everyone.

“Too bad we can't do a mercenary war. I ordered an overwhelming victory from Darius, but we won't be able to do much damage. ”

Naresuan looked down at the round table and said Nazic.

Even if the population of the Mythical Federation was over 20,000, it was 20,000 if you think about it upside down. It was the crowd that built the walls, bordering on all sides.

This is why this battle has become a form of large-scale rotation in nature.

Wiseman's army was less than half the mythical Federation, but its composition was not mature. Only the Orcs make up the mainstay of the Wiseman army. They were born to fight even though they pretended to be big and muscular.

The Myth Federation was a force that grew through ‘absorption’ rather than direct combat. The fighting power of the three tribes at the heart of the Mythical League was strong, but the rest of the members were unsuccessful in combat.

The fake god with the glasses bowed down and said to Naresuan.

“Haona, this is the territory of our Federation of Myths. Mentality will also make us stronger. ”

It was natural for the power of other gods to be weakened in certain areas of God. Naresuan nods with a willing face.

“Yes, at least the new blood fights will give us an edge. This will give you the advantage of the entire battlefield. ”

The total number of newborns is ten.

Their strength, which Darius called the Ten, was indeed palpable, so he was able to fight a thousand soldiers with ten men.

One of Naresuan's followers pointed to the round table and said:

“It begins.”

The troop composition of the Mythical League was simple.

A thousand cavalry men who can be called the elite and the leader of the Mythical League.

Five thousand and three hundred infantry, the largest number.

Seven hundred archers with professional training.

The regular troops of the Mythical Federation were cavalry and archers, and infantry was then convened as needed.

Darius divided the 5,000 infantry into three again, and placed new blood in each unit.

It was Darius himself and his brother Gautama who led the cavalry.

Orderly aligned, the army of mythological federations exerted ‘collective-specific' pressure, which made the entire mythological federation look like a giant one, not seven thousand individuals.

Weissman's army was disorderly against such a mythical confederation.

Among the three thousand, about a thousand were those with green skin, almost all of whom were naked. Apart from the sword and shield that I had in my hand, I had only covered my teeth with black, dirty leather or cloth.

The other two thousand were literally mixed up in such monsters. There were little ones that looked like rats, and there were big ones with small hair. Even the ones with the scales on their heads were not small. At least people were purple skins, almost all of them women. Gautama said, "Woman" seemed to mean them.

Darius waits for his troops and waits for Weissman's army to arrive.

The army of monsters, which seemed disorderly, began to move as slowly as it did in response to Darius, and the maneuver was quite strange.

“You open the middle? ”

Gautama curled his head as if he could not understand. Gautama's horseman or army of monsters moved left and right to open the middle. It is because there were those who remained in the middle who wrote the word "open" instead of the word "empty."

Although the distance was considerable, Darius' eyes, a newborn, clearly identified the object three hundred steps outside. The only thing left in the middle was a huge throne and a few bull-headed monsters that appeared to be pulling it off.

Who sits on the throne? Are you going to be their king?

Darius' gaze turned to the throne.

I turned my gaze eastward, called Western Water Powder. And it was the same for Eudor.

I didn't see the battlefield.

I couldn't see.

The strong divine power felt in the east caught Garura and Juder's gaze.

“Tevéga!"

One of Naresuan's faithful followers shouted like a scream. Naresuan did not ask him what happened. All the false gods who were already gathered in the room of the round table had eyes on Tebe, the village called the right vertex by the inhabitants.

The guy with the glasses manipulated the console and printed out the situation of the city of Tebe on the screen. Naresuan vomited his old age.

“Wiseman!"

Teve was on fire.

Black and huge monsters from heaven destroyed and burned Tebe.

There were not many numbers of divinities. There were only five at most.

However, there was no one in Tebe to stop those five gods. Almost all of them moved to the West to fight the Monster Army, right?

The five gods did not know mercy. I flew for destruction and slaughter.

Three thousand troops were never fewer, and they were intimidating.

I couldn't hide three thousand troops from manoeuvring. The surveillance network of fake gods was not so amusing.

That's why Weissman showed off his three thousand years of military service. I have declared to Naresuan that I will stab you with a splendid sword in my right hand from now on.

Naresuan raised his shield high to stop the Bosword.

And the Wiseman, staring at Nareshuan, made fun of his left hand. It was empty-handed with no weapons. But that fist dug deep into Naresuan's side. Made Nareshuan sway.

Enemies are in the west.

Plant awareness. Turn your eyes to the west. And hit the east.

The troops attacking the east should be at least.

Shinsu.

Things that can't be stopped by a normal human being.

The Weissman couldn't even shoot a statue for combat. The five monsters attacking Tebe were all the monsters that Weissman put into this war.

Shinsoo burned Tebe. I slaughtered a man and woman in plain sight.

Naresuan was furious that he was caught up in childish tricks.

But he didn't lose his mind. I suppressed anger and drew a brutal smile within days.

“All right, I'll give you Tebe. ”

Weissman's divine water had overwhelming power, but only five. It took me a long time to crush Teve with those five.

“You made a mistake. All five of them should have been mobilized for rotation. You look too shallow even if you look at us. ”

Nareshuan grabbed the console. I gave Darius a direct order.

Advance.

Charge! Break the Weissman's power!

If you lose Teve and take the Wiseman's lead, the Myth Federation was a gain. Idiot Weissman misses that simple fact by doing something ridiculous.

Darius faithfully fulfilled his father Naresuan's command. I gave the order to raid the entire army.

Wiseman looks down at the mythical Federation's breakthrough in the new world. It was flat in a dry tone.

“Stupid. ”

Among the cavalry divided into five hundred divisions, Gautama led the raid. The infantry, divided into three, followed, and Darius largely bypassed to the side.

An army of monsters who were unmated came in an instant and got a fever and stood there firmly. I felt like I was going to become a wall and stop the attack.

And he who sat on the throne rose up and stood up.

“Attacking Teve was just entertainment at first. ”

Wiseman looks down at the chessboard on the table. I tapped the round table lightly and whispered.

From now on, I will bring down the Bo Sword I declared.

If you can stop it, try to stop it.

Wiseman's new blood.

Devil Rust's kid.

Six large, black wings spread out to cover the sky.

Four straight horns pierced the air.

A golden pupil shines through the twitching black hair. It exuded a terrifying power to advance the battlefield.

The apex of the North.

Demon King Eclipse.

The black sun covered the battlefield.

Continued in Volume 8

Volume 8