World Maker

There was inevitably a leader who led the herd when the herd arose.

The human political system could also be seen as the history of the Patriarchate.

A preeminent monarchy in which all power was concentrated on one absolute.

The constitutional monarchy, which was handed over by the king to the parliament or the nobles with exclusive powers.

A republic that does not exist, but is run by a large number of people.

It was only the Orcs in the north that took the form of a preeminent monarchy among the clans in the handover. However, it was not the case that other peoples run republics or democracies.

There was a new blood being after the blood of God.

The power of religion was strong as the existence of God was evidenced by divine magic and miracles, and the newborn son of God was the one who was destined to be the king of the race. Moreover, most newborns were indeed possessed with extraordinary abilities. A national system based on natural newborn blood was forced to form.

The Olympians were the 'majority' of newborn blood, so instead of giving power to one king, the majority of newborn blood shared power. Although the formal king was certainly Hercules, Hercules was only involved in the combat sector, and most politics was left to other newcomers.

There was only one new Britannian, but the appearance of the constitutional monarchy was also glimpsed because of the existence of the 'Round Table’.

Most of the Knights of the Round Table, of course, were ‘warriors’, and all but a few were not good at politics. But there was also a stamp to support these articles, and Britannians were not so populated as yet.

Elder's case was even more special. It was as powerful as the thunderstorms that the successors, one in each village, developed the system of successors.

Right now, Elder was taking the form of a premier monarch because everyone sincerely believed in and followed the lightning storm, but after more time he had no idea how to change.

The greatest strength and disadvantage of the premise was that it brought all the power to one absolute.

It was the premise of the monarch that if a wise man ascended to the throne, he would have enormous momentum, incomparable to any other political system. On the contrary, however, when a fool ascends to the throne, his thrust becomes rather poisonous. It was the premier monarchy that could perish as quickly as it could.

As Weissman pointed out, the handover of small arms has been all around heroes with extraordinary powers.

It was filled with premier monarchic nations with ‘wise kings’.

What happens if that wise king suddenly disappears?

Do you really think you can fill that hole that's suddenly empty? Even if you can get rid of diarrhea, what happens after that?

The assassination of the king.

Elimination of heroes.

Newborn blood was not an easily replenishable resource. If I die once, I'm done with it.

Wiseman noted this earlier. That's why even in the first battle with the Myth Federation, the enemy's new blood was eliminated first.

World Quest Giganto Machia.

It was no wonder Weissman moved so delicately.

The Battle of the ElderBritannian Alliance reported that the first thing the lightning storm pushed was the construction of a new town.

The town was not so populated that it should not have been built in a hurry. The emergence of a new town also meant that there was more room to protect, so perhaps it was more fruitful than the ripening itself.

But the lightning storm boldly pushed things forward. There were a number of reasons, but the main reason for this was communication with the Britannians.

“You're back. ”

The green lightning glared at the newly constructed village. Since the field was already cleared, the speed at which the new town entered was also fast.

One town.

The land that used to be the home of the Nectars.

The place where Elders and Britannians will live together in the future, the village that will be the bridge between the two races.

For the nectars, including the green lightning, the land was the object of testimony.

Evil Evil Demon Decor has deceived me and has been my home for many years.

The lightning storm embraced the shoulders of the green lightning instead of lengthening the moora horse. I stood side by side and looked at the village.

It was Elders who dug new wells and built basic boarding facilities. The Britannian migrants who arrived only last night rushed to build the right house with those elders.

Winter was approaching. Even though Elders' lands were warmer than those of the Amazonians or Britannians, winter was winter.

“Should I have just waited until spring? ”

“No. We already have a place in the first place, so it's a good idea to have a look at the town before spring comes. When the spring comes, we'll have to do a full-scale investigation. We also need a place for the Alliances to live that they surrendered this time. ”

The thunderstorm, which had reached it, knocked on the shoulder of the green lightning several times, and then struck its lips on its forehead. Nearly twenty years have passed since we were married, but it was still only a green lightning bolt because it was so lovely for a lightning storm.

A green lightning storm and a one-off lightning storm led to the center of the town where a temple was being built. Last night, a black bear arrived with the Britannians and struck a lightning storm.

“Hey, you're here. ”

“Here we go. We're making progress. ”

“The temple is the most urgent. When you're calm, you're all good together. ”

The giggling black bear handed a few words to the group under construction and took the lightning storm to a secluded place.

Thunderstorms on Yangjibarn rocks.

“I guess I shouldn't have interrupted this. ”

“I was going to take a break if I didn't. Just in time. ”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

It was a conversation with a black bear that made it easier to steal. A smiling thunderstorm with no sudden thread widened both arms. Suddenly, the black bear wriggles her eyebrows as if she knew what she was doing.

“Why?”

Instead of answering the question, the lightning storm dragged the black bear into a bark. It was a big distracted black bear like the name of a bear, but it was a lightning storm bigger than that. I held it in my arms without a chance to rebel.

A thunderstorm struck the back of the black bear with a twinkling sound from the palm of his hand and held the black bear firmly.

“I'm glad to be back safely. ”

“If you're safe twice, you'll die in your hands. ”

The black bear that made the noise pushed the thunderstorm hard. Even this time, I laughed at the thunderstorm. This is because he operated what is commonly referred to as the "Root Muscle" in the Moorim.

The thunderstorm said again.

“More than that, I heard the white deer fell once. Are you okay?”

“I was worried she might fall, but she looks fine. ”

“Thank God... What? ”

The thunderstorm did not speak, but suddenly caught my eye.

“A child? You mean a child? ”

“Yes, I think I have a fourth. ”

“Really?”

“Real.”

Since the change of race, the birth rate of the 'Blood Elders’ has decreased every day. Almost no bloody Elder has three children like a black bear. But fourth, it was a new record.

The smiling black bear thunderstruck the shoulder of the thunderstorm. Drawing a man's smile, he said.

“So try your strength, too. ”

“Hmm.”

The lightning storm that blew up his cough was unsettling, and in the meantime he felt inferior without knowing (?), the black bear that had piled up burst into even more powerful laughter.

‘Ah, thank you, Yellow God. ’

After a short prayer in his heart, the black bear took a big breath. It was time for the thunderstorm to tell the real story.

“Why don't you bury the white deer and the kids? ”

The thunderstorm strikes and asks, pretending to be indifferent.

“I heard you were safe. ”

“You don't have to imitate my father before me. ”

Is that supposed to mean dismissal? The look of a lightning storm suddenly turned from the leader of one country to the father of two children. The black bear taps the lightning storm's back a few times and holds it tight.

“Both of you grew up well. That's a good idea. I thought you had two of them, a little too much for the chief. ”

Behind the lightning storm that I saw several times on the battlefield.

King's back leading Elder.

“I heard that the gray bear also played a role. ”

“He's not far, yet. ”

“With people.”

Lightning storms and black bears.

When we first met, we never imagined that we would sit side by side and talk about our children.

Married, had children, became a father.

“Hair.”

“Huh?”

The lightning storm raised his hand and touched his head. I asked the black bear with a small voice, smiling.

“Has your head really turned white? ”

It was the story of the Green Meteor. The Black Bear shoots her lips a few times and answers.

“Yes. But still... no, it's prettier, so don't worry. I'm not hurt anywhere else. After that, I used divine magic well. ”

It was a black bear that worries as much as a lightning storm. Even so, the hair that was reminiscent of the blue green did not turn white for a moment. What if he suddenly dies? I was nervous and couldn't sleep for the first few days.

The thunderstorm sighed for a long time. He said what no one else could say before the Black Bear.

“Should I have gone too? ”

I couldn't even say to the green lightning.

If lightning storms were confident, so be it against Alliance monsters.

The black bear shook his head. He said resolute words to soothe his friend's heart.

“You're right about what's left. We can't all depend on one of you until Elder. ”

“No, rather than just me..... ”

“Furthermore, it doesn't matter what the defenses here are. Enough of what Amazoness has done. ”

The lightning storms did not simply follow for the education of the second generation. There was no reason for the lightning storm to remain, so it sent only the second generation.

“White Yooseong and Gray Bear will be bringing alliances soon. There will be more Britannians to join then. It's gonna be a big town. ”

Approximately one thousand people will live in one village. The number of people I had never imagined before.

In this town, several races had to be ‘one’. Just like Elder and Nectar and Cooler did.

“Anyway, Black Bear, I'll let you go first. ”

“Yes. It's usually very lively, so you have to be a little unstable right now to be balanced. ”

“You call that comfort now? ”

The black bear did not answer quickly and asked for another answer. I scratched my back head and made another sound.

“More than that, Eudor was very worn out. When the Green Oil Star comes back, it's called a ship. ”

The black bear closes its mouth right at the moment, in a terrifying life that feels right next to it. I spoke again only after slightly opening the distance from the lightning storm.

“I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Don't worry, there's a white deer sticking around. And so is Raccoon.”

YouTube and Green Meteor liked each other, and it was clear that one day they would be a good match.

But not yet. At least in the mind of a lightning storm.

“I should have gone, too. ”

The thunderstorm murmured again, and the black bear could not argue with Moora this time.

Those in white masks could be called the 'operatives’ of the wars of the gods.

The first white masks to start the game are no longer one left.

Operation, maintenance of the game. And as always, the promised defeat that comes at the end of every game.

The white masks were tired of repeated defeats. Most of them gave up. In the beginning, the remaining white masks were technically ‘strangers’. Even the first white masks were desperate, and now they are gone, there can be no will left to fight properly.

But not everyone did.

There were those who did not give up. Despite being a stranger, there were 10,000 people who loved this world.

The woman with the rainbow hair repaired the white mask. It has been a long time since I came directly to the handover and flew through the air.

Those wearing white masks were prohibited from being directly involved in the handover. Therefore, even if I came to the handover, there was nothing I could do. No, it's been strange since I came to this handover in the first place.

‘Is it affected? ’

Technically, Elder had nothing to do with the rainbow haired woman. But my heart moved. I was worried about Green Oil as if I had become a Dan-a-young in Article 17.

Article 17 was different from what it was then. The Rainbow Hair Woman herself was not a pair from the beginning with the White Masked Man, the Lord. It was later that he entered the subdivine.

But why? Why are you so upset? Are we really being affected by Article 17?

Nestled in the center of Britannian capital, a giant made of the divine power of Section 33.

The woman with the iridescent hair landed on the wall shook her head wide to the left and right. I cleaned up the mess in my head and threw my gaze away.

I came all the way here anyway, so check it out.

It was when I ate my heart like that.

“Argh!”

It was the scream of a green oil star.

“You pervert! Get out! You're the same as the black bear! What a good feeling! It only hurts!”

“Fiora said it was good! ”

“Raccoon! Raccoon! ”

The two voices in front echoed in the room, and the big noise in the back echoed outside the room, in the inner courtyard of the castle.

“Raccoon! Raccoon! Raakhun!"

The raccoon, standing on his feet, swung his arms over the roof and barked. The two gazes were toward a room with a terrace where green oil was staying.

Literally unsettled, the raccoon rolls to his feet, making a fuss. It wasn't so cute what it looked like, but it was an enormous raccoon standing on both feet tall. When the earth rang, everyone in the city was forced to focus their gaze.

What the hell is going on in that room?

Raccoon, who couldn't take it anymore, sharpened his claws. I had to climb up the castle and check it out.

“Anyway, get out! Get out!"

When I tried to put my claws on the wall, the voice of the green oil star rang again. Judas, who was pushed hard to the terrace, kicked his ass, barely touched the railing.

“Hello, Raccoon. ”

With a cold sweat, Judas paints a bright smile on his forehead, but Raccoon growls only.

With no armor, Judas scratches the back of his head with a twist of simple clothes. And how long has it been? The terrace door opened when Raccoon tried to re-establish his claws.

“Raccoon!"

Somehow, the hair was cluttered green oil. She was wearing a Britannian outfit, unlike usual, with long, white, long hair tied back to the hips. In fact, neither Elder nor Britannian nor clothing culture itself was very different. It was not only Elder who benefited from the amazonese joining, but also Britannian, Elder's ally.

After all, the green oil leaned against the terrace and shook his hand loudly, until he finished keeping his head clean with the ‘virgin’ object. The raccoon shouts with his feet above his head as he responds.

“Raccoon, raccoon! ”

As always, this time it was just raccoon raccoon, but somehow it sounded different.

Did something happen? Didn't he do something weird?

Just in time, the Britannians gathered beside Raccoon. It was natural for Raccoon to make a fuss to leave the castle. The knight Gallahead of the round table murmured with a pathetic face.

“My king, there are no real tricks. Not in broad daylight. ”

“You didn't do anything weird? ”

Judas shouted loudly on the terrace how he heard it again. However, for some reason, green oil slightly reddened the cheeks.

Raccoon is about to glow again.

“That must be weird enough. ”

It was a calm and strange voice. Judas shrugged his shoulders with a reflection on the appearance of the white deer, Elder's successor, who had risen above the neck of Westerner Su Walharang.

“Ugh.”

“Auntie White Deer... No, Superior. ”

Green oil flickered like a child caught in a nasty prank.

The white deer smiled brighter, and everyone, including Raccoon, swallowed a reflexive drowsiness.

A white deer looks up on the terrace and says:

“Looks like your body's almost recovered. ”

“Sure, it's strong now. ”

Lifting up his arms, he boasts of egg barrels that don't even have green oil. However, the white deer's eyebrows painted the arms. At first glance, it looked like it was healthier, but it only looked so far. White Deer, the surrogate of the White God, was able to ‘know’ that the status of the Green Oil Star was not good yet.

White Deer's gaze turned to Juder this time.

“King Jude, can we talk? I've got a lot of stories I'd like to share with you, including a return plan. ”

“I'll do whatever it takes. Wait in the round table room and I'll be right there. ”

Aunt White Deer wouldn't have been too hard to deal with if she was an aunt of the Green Meteor, but Elder's replacement White Deer wasn't.

“Very well. Green oil, you come too. As Princess of Elder, we must join together. ”

A white deer with a broken horse strokes the fur of the Moon Harbor. The shrewd Walharang shoots Juder and turns around. The room at the round table was on the other side of the castle.

“I'll be waiting, too. ”

The Knights Gallerhead of the Round Table turned around, and the Britannians who gathered because of the raccoon uproar also scattered. Some people hated Walharang and Raccoon, who were rude to their king, but it was the British atmosphere that made them not particularly troubled.

“Shall we go then? ”

“Raccoon, see you later. ”

Judah and Green Oil left a word for each of them and went back to the room. Raccoon, who remained alone in the courtyard like a dog chasing a chicken in his sleep, frowned and sat on his ass on the floor. I blinked a few times with a futile face, and then lay face to face.

“Raccoon.”

The raccoon, who vomited a low cry with a clear grumbling, turned aside this time. But also for a moment, Raccoon raised his body like a sudden thunderstorm. I looked up at the wall surrounding the castle.

“Raccoon?”

But there was nothing. The raccoon, who had curled his head a few times, eventually lay back on his back and curled up on his own.

A woman with rainbow hair leaning against the wall and squeezing her back curled her elongated head.

‘Am I here too early? Or are we still peeking at opportunities? ’

Green oil was only tranquil. Unfortunately, there was not necessarily a precedent, but it was an atmosphere that Sadal could not imagine.

A woman with rainbow hair teases her fingers in the air. As one of the world's ‘will to defend’, I reviewed the record of the world's systems.

I couldn't find Eclipse anywhere near Britannian Castle. It wasn't stealth. It really didn't exist around here.

"No way?"

The woman with the rainbow hair stood up. I went beyond space to Wiseman's new realm, just as I did when I ran.

“If I hit Elder's hero, I would call him Green Oil, but I didn't say I hit Green Oil. ”

Wiseman said to the rainbow haired woman who sighed as if she knew it was going to happen. I really hated sitting in a rocking chair and enjoying refreshments and black tea.

In fact, it was a natural story to think a little bit.

It was virtually the same newborn that could kill a newborn. The New Blood Unit's combat power was just as overwhelming.

Infiltrate Eclipse for Green Oil.

That was ridiculous. In a way, the thread was bigger than the gain. Britannian was never a formidable force, and next to the Green Oil, Knut's new blood, Eudor Pandragan, was just attached.

That's why assassinating Green Oil with Eclipse was so close to bullshit. No king risked his life for the assassination.

The rainbow haired woman growls and shouts with an angry face.

“But you said you had already used your hands! ”

A woman with rainbow hair rushed to the Green Meteor and wondered why there was no Eclipse around, 'I've already used my hand.’ was because of what Wiseman said.

Wiseman was obsessive.

“I used my hands. Somewhere else.”

“Somewhere else? ”

A woman with rainbow hair frowned in a mask. I walked around and sat across from the Weissman, and an angel Weissman, who had no idea when he appeared, put orange juice for a rainbow haired woman on the table.

“You really like Elder a lot more than that. What would you do if Eclipse was there? ”

“Well... just... ”

“Just?”

A woman with a rainbow hair that was blurry at the end of her speech knocked at the table with a loud bang.

“You've seen it. You can't be involved. Why, do you think I would attack Eclipse to save the Green Oil? Do I look like a woman who can't tell the difference between a ball and an apostle? ”

It was true that he loved Elder and liked Green Oil. Perhaps more than I thought, I was affected inversely by Article 17 Dang Ayong.

But it wasn't enough to make an absurd mistake. The woman with the rainbow hair here was a 'white mask’ before she was a dancer.

“Then I was relieved. ”

“What do you want?”

A woman with rainbow hair asked in a grumpy voice. Wiseman was immediate this time.

“Not exactly the same. Yeah, me and Amon do, too. ”

“What?”

A woman with a rainbow hair who was so nervous that I didn't even know it, made a reflective voice. Weissman never reacted to the appearance of such a rainbow haired woman. I just drank another cup of black tea and switched to the topic.

“Why don't you ask me where I used my hand before that? ”

“Where did you write that? ”

Weissman raises his hand and points to the right side of the chess plate. Unlike the left side, where the battle is taking place, it was a place of tranquility.

“East. This is where the fourth forces come together. ”

To date, the fake god who survived the game was not just the so-called ‘Triangle’. There were still a few more trillions left, each of them building their own civilization.

As the people pointed out, the best weapon to protect each race was the 'streets’. In order to hit either side, a faction that could easily take the risk of a massive, time-consuming expedition did not exist in the handover.

It was the Great Jungle Empire, ruled by the newborn Zacatai and his half-brethren, that created the greatest power in what should be called the Eastern Continent. Of course, it was less powerful than the Myth Federation, but it was the most powerful of all the surrounding forces, so it was worth mentioning the Empire.

The first goal of Demon King Eclipse was the new blood Zacatai. To this end, Wiseman handed over the Devil Rust, Las, and Sloth three, as well as a newly developed combat novelty.

The east was too far away to attack directly. But I couldn't let it grow like this. Far from being able to deter each other, it was not difficult for the Great Eastern Empire to be reborn as a true empire without such damage.

Use World Quest Giganto Machia to defeat the Eastern countries.

The assassination operation with Eclipse was certainly difficult and the risk was also very large. But not all assassinations were like that.

A species that can only be seen as lucky to survive.

A species that has not yet grown significantly.

These factions attack themselves. Kill the new blood and get out quickly.

In the case of the newborn Zacatai, he is not obsessed with assassination. In addition to assassinating the newborn, there were many other ways to strike.

There were two things Weissman was aiming for as the Demon King's Eastern Walk.

One is also the destruction of the Eastern countries.

The other is data collection for enhancement of Demon King Eclipse and new evolution.

In fact, it weighed more heavily on the second reason than on the first.

“Because he's likely to think the same way. on a larger scale. ”

The Weissman unfolds a new chess plate in front of the rainbow haired woman, who is still smiling. One day, on the chess plate, one sentence was completed.

White horses that surround the Black King in the north.

What Weissman wanted to say was clear.

“Tristellar does not mean taut equilibrium. It's the Triangular sphere that can collapse very quickly. ”

It was not just Demon King Eclipse who was heading east.

The Argo Ho, who left the Olympian, was also sailing to the east, precisely to the southeast of Elder.

Created by Zeus in the Nordic mythology of the god ship Skidbladnier, the Argo was ridden by Hercules, king of the Olympians, as well as several of his half-brethren.

The purpose of this voyage was not an 'expedition’. Because of this, there was no other ship but the Argo, and Hercules had no idea he was going to fight either.

It was the ‘Alliance of Prophecies’ that Zeus gave the order for the trust.

It was a 'Confederation of Humans’ to break the spirit of the North.

As the ‘War of the Gods’ progressed, the false gods underwent a number of changes.

The time spent in each realm was short and often unconscious, but the 'false gods’ were basically not old. Death was not entirely out of the absolute destiny, but was released from the restraint of ‘aging’. This alone has already become something transcendent to man.

That was not the only change.

The false gods have gained their own ‘divinity’.

From the senses of the people, divinity was a superpower. And most of the power was as intuitive as it was in SF novels or Hero movies.

Edwin, who first expressed his divinity among the 17, could be classified as a telepath.

At first, it was Edward Wing who was able to read only thoughts that came to mind on the surface, but it was different now that he had developed his powers to strengthen himself.

Edwin was able to read the meaning through telepathy, as well as his opponent's memories.

And that wasn't all.

Edwing was able to manipulate memories or emotions by interfering with his mind. Of course, it was impossible to manipulate Edwing's mind completely if it was a fake god who could defend it from interference with its powers. If the target has a strong enemy, that enemy could disable Edwin's ability.

But other targets, not fake gods, were powerless.

Wherever he was, there were as many gaps as there were gaps in him, even if he was a fake god against him.

After experimenting with Edwing by the Villager and Tephnet, he was unable to avoid the ability of Edwing even if the fake god being targeted was a fake god if he did not 'resist’.

The people and Tefnet did not talk to Dae-young, Asuka, or Bath about this real power of Edwing. It was a terrible power beyond reading, so there was room to cause useless doubts and confusion.

Tefnet's divinity was healing. It was she who was able to heal only a few wounds at first, but now it's different. I couldn't be sure because I hadn't experimented with humans, but I was able to regenerate even the severed limbs. Removing mental fatigue and restoring the body were also within Tefnet's abilities. It was unfortunate that he did not already have the ability to ‘resurrect’ the dead, but he did not know whether to develop his abilities.

Asca's power was psychic. It was weak enough to lift a small object, whether because it was a sub-god or Asca's aptitude problem, and it lacked accuracy, but it was undeniable for anyone to say anything.

Bart was able to create an incarnation. It was important that each vat be able to behave differently, although there were only four of them yet. Depending on whether it was developed or not, it could be a powerful power source.

‘We'll talk about it when we have something to fight for. ’

The false gods were watching the handover. If you think of it as a professional sport, should it be called a director? It was the athletes who organized the operation and managed the athletes, but in the end, they were not the directors. It was virtually impossible for fake gods to play directly in handover warfare, even though there were exceptions to 'strong magic’.

Of the 17 articles, only Dan-A-young was unable to express his divinity. Yena was a woman with no noticeable change now or ever.

But the people ran a little differently. Maybe her divinity has already been expressed. Maybe the reason for being stronger, as she said, is in the divinity.

It was a hypothesis everywhere. There was nothing definite about it.

The power of the false gods.

The power to prove that they are moving towards something that transcends human beings, even though the prefix is fake.

The divine power of the people was cognition.

At first, I could only watch through certain media. But as I developed my abilities, I was able to do more.

In fact, because he did not speak to other false gods, the people of Tutsi were now able to do the same. Its precision was so high that it could be freely adjusted in such a way as to only penetrate clothes or observe bones or viscera.

Cognition was not just about seeing. It was literally the ability to ‘cognitively’.

Reads existence within a certain range.

The people stood alone in the bamboo forest. The sound of grasshoppers tickles the ears of the people as they follow the wind.

Recognize.

Read it.

Understand larger concepts, other than just visible things.

Constructing this world.

Maintaining this world.

One system that is still running smoothly at this moment.

‘The system of the world. ’

If you use the world as a computer, you can call it an operating system.

It was so huge and vast. It was clear that the people themselves were trying to perceive clumsily and would scream at the stake. That is why the people did not hurry. I suppressed my impatience and expanded my expedition slightly.

It was more than touching a blind elephant. It was similar to an ant groping at an elephant's body trying to understand the elephant.

But the people did it steadily. What the people wanted in the first place was not a complete understanding of the world.

And at this moment, the people were able to draw some conclusions.

“The previous order exists. ”

The furry people who sat in place vomited their harsh breaths, sweating their cold air. The endless fatigue that seemed to have just finished the marathon seemed to be pressing all over my body.

The inhabitants lay still on the ground. I continued to think, forcefully soothing my desire to sleep.

It was practically almost certain, but this was not the first time either. It was also clear that there were more times than the people thought.

Dozens, maybe hundreds.

The fact that the game was repeated itself was not unusual. The presidential election was also a recurring event.

However, I had to wonder if that was the case dozens and hundreds of times.

The game was not to elect a president with a five-year term. It was a game to choose who would become the ‘god’ of the world.

Based on the handover time, it also took a long time to play one game at a time. So far the flow has been fast, but there has been no law to do so in the future. The handover time could have taken hundreds of years, perhaps more than a thousand years, to finish this game.

But it was repeated many times.

Is this world that old?

‘The notion of a lot may just be my criterion. ’

A thousand years has been long for the people with the notion of 'human’ time. But based on the 'world’, I wondered if it would be. The Earth's age was approximately 4.5 billion years. It was only 100,000 years after a thousand and a hundred years of gathering. Perhaps it was natural to repeat it dozens and hundreds of times.

‘But it's not. ’

The world hasn't been that long.

I couldn't get a clear reason for not being perfect, but I felt that way. Decades and hundreds of times there were certainly too many figures based on this world.

Why choose the ‘real god’ from among the creatures who were summoned in the first place?

Why are we pulling out real gods through games like this?

‘What I saw in my dreams was a record of the past. ’

A species that fought in the Iron Giant War.

A race that brought peace through peace negotiations.

It was a memory of the previous order. It was clear in the past that it was the history of a leading race that united this star.

But there was one more question here.

Why did Dang Ah-young dream of that?

The people themselves had cognitive abilities. That's why I could have accidentally peeked through the memories of this world. But it wasn't Dae-young.

I only saw the memories of the past through my dreams. None of the 17s, including Edward Wing, saw this past, and neither did Knut's 33rd.

Is it because Dae-a-young is always attached to himself?

There was no answer. And there was one more thing I cared about.

"What happened to the races of the past? ’

Fake God race that won the previous order. The life that would have filled this star.

Where did they go? Where did it go?

“Hey, are you okay? ”

The voice above his head opened his eyes. I saw Edwing staring down at me with a worried face.

“Edwing?”

Edwin raises his hand instead of answering. The Yeongmin asked again.

“When did you get here? ”

“About ten minutes? I didn't even know I was here, but I was still thinking about something, because I didn't have time to wait any longer. ”

A soul with cognitive abilities could recognize even those who approached without sound from behind only within a certain distance. No, it was a pity that anyone beyond the wall could see it. The fact that such people didn't notice meant that they weren't usually focused.

“You don't have time? ”

“The answer came from Knut's side. Now it's our turn to answer. ”

The last story we shared before we broke up at the banquet. One decision that was then shared several more times through GARURA.

“What about the others? ”

“They're all gathered in the room of the round table. ”

“Okay, let's go. ”

Channa Edwing reaches out and grabs her shoulder.

“Well, I didn't have time to tell you. ”

“Huh?”

Edwin shook off his hand, which was on the shoulders of the people, and took a step back. He said with a slight frown.

“Come wash up. Smells..... ”

The inhabitants looked back on themselves. Sniffing and sniffing, it wasn't usually nasty. It wasn't just the sweat level, it was the feeling that the waste in the body was drained.

Young Min became a contemplative face for a while, and suddenly took off his smile. Without stopping there, I took off my pants and became completely disfigured and muttered briefly and quickly. Then two sides arose.

A sudden thunderstorm poured over the head of the people. Like a living creature, it wraps around its people and rotates at high speed like water in a washing machine.

When the people who spent less than 30 seconds murmured again quickly, the water disappeared and this time a strong heat was released from the people's bodies. The bites were dried in an instant, and the poor man was dried through the same process by putting some of the clothes in a chunk of water.

Edwin, who stood there and watched the scene of the settlement after showering, frowned.

“What, what did you do? Did you get any new talent? ”

Ability to control water and fire. It was certainly a power that was not available to the people.

The people shook their heads.

“It's the divine magic of Teff's sister and your divine magic of Edwing. It will add a little more fatigue than the Elders use in the handover. ”

“Huh?”

When I heard it, I felt a little tired. No, before that, you can use the divine magic of another fake god in the divine system? Like Ramu, who was the incarnation of the people in the handover?

“Let's go. I'll wait for you all.”

Young Min didn't even look back and opened his eyes. I felt like I was ahead of the wind.

“You slut. ”

Edwin, who laughed without my knowledge, chose to take a breath instead of running along. I tried divine magic by apologizing to Tefnet in my heart.

Golden Foot.

There was a bright light on both legs of the Edwing.

“Sister, are you okay? ”

“You're strangely tired. ”

Teffnette, who lengthened his body, murmured. Asca smiles loudly and asks, unlike Dong-a-young, who is full of worries.

“You didn't do anything else to sleep at night? ”

“You're the only ones. ”

Expertly answering, Tefnet was forced to pose straight away. It's because I didn't want to worry about Dae-young anyway.

And just in time, a round table visit took place. Edwin and the people rushed into the room.

“You heard from Knut? ”

“I sent you to send Garura. ”

Immediately Asuka manipulates the console and opens a large screen in the air. I saw Knut's face full of screen as if he were making a video call.

[Woman, Odin. How are you? Garura seems to be suffering, so I'll talk to her directly.]

It was as cool a knut as ever. Aska knocked on the keyboard a few times, and as if she had distanced the camera, Knut as well as the other fake gods of Section 33 appeared on the screen.

Six fake gods.

Prince Knut and Ghosts from Britannia, the holy kingdom of knights reminiscent of King Arthur's legend.

[We decided. Did you decide?]

“I've decided.”

Knut asked and the people replied. Finally, I looked back at all 17 trillion people in the round table room.

As everyone agreed, I nodded to the people.

World quest known in a different way than before.

Ten years was given as the handover time. It was almost three times the size of a flood event.

Regardless of the number of remaining forces, there is virtually no Brawl on the Three Rivers from now on.

Wiseman and Zeus were not the only ones who thought of using Giganto Machia. Young Min also thought the same way. One step further, I considered how Weissman and Zeus would behave.

That is why the decision was taken.

Knut sailed first.

[Elder and Britannian.]

Two factions. Those who bring the Four Gods and the Six Gods, who have revealed themselves since the first World Quest.

“articles 17 and 33. ”

The inhabitant replies, drawing a smile mixed with a slight tension.

If it was a risk, it could not be called a profit decision. There must have been confusion, and perhaps more than expected losses.

But I believe this is for the best.

Knut exchanged his gaze with the people. At the same time, he declared by opening his mouth.

[“Be one. ”]

Elder and Britannian.

It was the birth of the Holy Kingdom Shangrira.