Chapter 702 - I am not a real god
I took my foot off the neck of Ebola, a rival demon warrior.
Then Ebola jumped up and rushed down to the yard.
And he buried his forehead at the girl's feet.
“Drinking! The servant was incompetent and hurt the magistrate's dignity!”
The girl, Medina Isaela, looked down at the back of Ebola's head with unconcerned eyes.
He thought about stepping on her head, but then he changed his mind.
It was because I didn't want to have the blood of such a light-mouthed demon tribe on the soles of my feet.
Ebola is a subordinate of Aktus Balazik, the corps commander.
So, strictly speaking, he was a disgrace not to himself, but to Aktus Balazik, the corps commander.
“Do you want to live, Ebola?”
“… … yes."
“Give me a chance. Don't let anyone know that I'm back tonight. If you keep it, you will not be charged with sin.”
"yes! I won't tell anyone.”
Ebola's face turned bloody as he was dying.
Compared to the sins committed, the demon god's condition was nothing.
"scram."
"yes."
Ebola jumped up and disappeared as if running away without looking back.
Medina Isaela moved to the main floor without looking at the Ebola side.
Climbing onto her floor, she sat lightly astride her chair.
And she pointed to an empty chair across the table.
“Sit down.”
Yeonjeokha, who had been standing with a puzzled face, sat down in the seat across from her.
“Well, what should I call it? Are you really drinking? Called Medina Isaela?”
"Yes."
“What should I call you?”
“Call it.”
Medina Issaella stared down at jeokha with her nonchalant eyes.
On the day he did a favor in Woongcheonju, he impulsively taught me the name Menua.
Of course I don't regret it.
However, he did not want to be called by that name by the person who appeared as an enemy.
She nodded her head.
In fact, she was cautious because she had heard the meaning of her true name from Bered, the light angel.
However, since she is a demon, she did not want to be called Medina or Isaelani.
So I decided to be like her when I first met her.
“Where are you going like that? I heard that the commander of the corps made a fuss because he didn’t know where he went.”
“Whoops!”
Medina Isaela let out her laugh.
When she hears the title ‘that side’, she thinks of the days she spent with him in Ungchun.
It's kind of bittersweet, but it's a happy feeling.
“I went to Wansanju because I had personal business.”
“Personal affairs?”
I tilted my head in a row.
What is the personal business that is more urgent and more important than the fight against Gwangmyeong Jincheon?
“Do you want to know?”
"If it's okay to let me know."
“Why should I tell the enemy something like that? Didn't you still come to spy on me on the orders of Gwangmyeongjincheon?”
“So you said, ‘If it’s okay to let you know’.”
Yeonjeokha looked at the demon god with his shameless face.
Medina Issaella was subtly surprised by the courage of jeokha.
he has such an attitude in front of a demon god with an inaction that is only half-god level.
She wasn't offended though.
Perhaps it is because he is an existence that escapes the causality of this world.
That alone deserved him to stand shoulder to shoulder with himself.
Her slight nod of her head took her luck.
“Do you know about the ‘God of the Three Heavens’?”
"of course. To be sure that there is no one in the Savior who does not know that. You’re talking about oral tradition, Gwangmyeongjincheon, and Mahasuracheon.”
“You know that. Then don't ask me anything else. Do you believe in the gods of this world?”
“Do you believe?”
“The people of the Savior built a shrine and offered sacrifices. I will say that.”
“If you ask me to believe in the three thousand gods, the eight kings and the nine lords, I don’t believe it. No matter how much I think about it, it doesn't seem like they're bringing good fortune.”
“It’s quite right.”
“Isn’t it strange that you think about it? That there is a shrine dedicated to Mahasura. Demon gods are beings that harm humans, but they serve them.”
"this! Tsk tsk! Don't get me wrong. The weak fear the strong. And there is nothing strange about serving the object of fear.”
“Then what is the recipe?”
“It means that your evaluation of the gods of this world is quite good.”
"You mean they don't bring fortune?"
"Yes. Because the gods of this world don’t have the slightest interest in humans.”
“It seemed like that.”
Yeonjeokha shook his head.
In fact, she was like all the beings called gods she had met.
“Even the creator god left after creating this world. It's practically abandoned. It is said that the Savior left the ‘Gate of Heaven’, but that is just a vain hope. Because until now, no one has ever opened the Astronomical Gate and gone to the creator god.”
I just listened silently.
The frustration and despair she felt was conveyed intact and she couldn't intervene.
“I believed so.”
Then jeokha who was listening suddenly raised his eyes and saw Medina Isaela.
did she believe
So, are you thinking differently now?
Medina Issaella only aroused her curiosity and distracted her.
In the end, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was curious, asked.
"You mean you've changed your mind?"
Then she replied as if Medina Issaella had been waiting.
“I am not a real god. The gods of this world are inferior to the true Zen. It is also a truth that everyone in the throne of God knows but ignores.”
“… … .”
The matchmaker looked at the demon with surprised eyes.
A voice like that came out of the mouth of a demon called the ‘Three Thousand Gods’!
Staring at the surprised jeokha, Medina Issa Ella continued her words.
“But not all ‘Three Thousand Gods’ are like that.”
“Are you saying there is a real God among them?”
“When I was a young demon, Oral Brahma was the god of this world.”
“Gujeonbeomcheon… … .”
I was overcome with a strange feeling of being in a relationship.
Suddenly, the title of Gujeonbeomcheonjeonsaengrok came to mind.
Past life means another life.
If you solve the letters, it means 'a record of oral tradition of Brahma living a different life'.
I didn't think too much about the title until now.
This is because there is no way to know whether the oral tradition was written by Beomcheon himself or if someone borrowed the name. It could even be the same person.
Rather, he paid more attention to the Brahma Heaven and the Desire King Jaecheon, who explained the nature of this world.
However, it seems that it is not so.
“I and Gwangmyeong Jincheon became famous during the ‘Primeval War’. Thanks to this, he was tied up with Oral Brahma, who had been a god before, and was called the ‘God of the Three Thousand’.”
"ah!"
“But me and Gwangmyeong Jincheon have risen to the position of transcendental beings, not gods. Doesn't having supernatural powers make you a god?"
“It doesn’t.”
Then jeokha nodded his head politely.
It was because he himself felt the gap between ‘what this world calls God’ and ‘the God he knew’.
“I believe that oral tradition is the true god of this world.”
“I’m sorry for scattering ashes, but oral tradition could have been called a god through a similar path.”
“Of course, I am not saying that there is absolutely no chance of that happening. Then, how would you explain the ‘Oral Brahma Jeonsaengrok’ that you read in the underworld?”
"Accident?"
“Whoops! How can ‘Brahma oral tradition’ and ‘Brahma Desire King Jaecheon’ described by him be a coincidence?”
“… … .”
I couldn't refute the jeokha.
To be honest, now it seemed to me that the book was written by Oral Brahma, the ‘God of the Three Thousand’.
‘Then, it means that the Oral Brahma stayed in the lower world (the world of the lower world)… … .’
A momentary thrill arose.
Without knowing that, they accused the world of being small, so there are no frogs in the well.
But there were unanswered questions.
“Is that possible? Didn’t you say that this world is a prison from which you can’t escape even if you die?”
"It did. Still, this world is a prison from which even the ‘Three Thousand Gods’ cannot escape. As I said, Gwangmyeongjincheon and I are not gods in the true sense. But it might be possible with the power of a true god.”
“Do you think that the person who left that book in the underworld was Oral Brahma, the ‘God of the Three Thousand’?”
“I think you would think so too. Wasn't it?”
The Demon God gazed intently at the jeokha.
I turned around the words.
“So why did you go to Wansanju?”
“I followed in the footsteps of oral tradition.”
“Is there anything like that in Wansanju?”
“There is an Oral Beomcheon Entrance Mystery in Beomcheon Mountain. It is a stone monument honoring the oral tradition of Brahma who became a god on Mount Brahma.”
“You’re quick about oral tradition. Have you been looking for him all these years?"
“I thought it would be faster that way than hanging on to the fontanelle that doesn’t even open.”
“… … .”
I looked at the demon god with new eyes that matched me.
She is rather fortunate that her attention has shifted to meeting her oral Brahma.
If heaven is not the goal, there is no reason to go to war with the sect.
"good. now i understand what you mean But there's something I don't understand. Why did you invade the Savior? It’s not like the oral tradition is hiding in Jongsan.”
Then Medina Isaela replied with a nonchalant face.
“Because the demons want it. They are concerned that there will be a change in the heavenly gate like the sacred object.”
“… … .”
I was speechless after hearing their obsession with the interlocking astronomy.
"So, you're saying you're going to war with the clan until the end? Knowing that you can't do anything with Astronomy?”
“Because there are demons and devils whose purpose in life is to die after seeing the Astronomical Gate.”
"Damn it, what a stone pillar."
He shook his head excitedly.
It was astonishing to see a useless stone pillar running like a moth to a fire.
“Faith is what it is. Do you say that when you see your human shrines?”
I couldn't refute the jeokha.
Right now, even in the shrine of the Four Heavenly Kings, King Gwangyokcheon, they were doing crazy things.
"So you're going to go to war anyway?"
"It's not that I'm going to do it, it's a war that has already started. I am here to end the war.”
"ha! you mean finishing? Do you think they can beat Gwangmyeong Jincheon and me? Rather, return to Macheon before being finished. You can find the word of mouth and get what you want.”
“Just as Gwangmyeongjincheon is for the Elyos, I cannot ignore the wishes of the Asmodians.”
“Damn this You want to get out of the world? Have you given up on your dreams? Weren’t you desperate enough to yield to the demons’ vain wishes?”
“Tsk tsk! If you really don't want to die, withdraw your hands from the war in this world. The reason I kept you alive is because I know that you are an existence outside the causality of this world. Even so, if you help Gwangmyeongjincheon and hinder me, I have no choice but to kill you.”
Suddenly, red flames poured from the eyes of Medina Isaela.
Fire-.
The solid table turned to ashes in an instant.
"ah! It's a surprise."
Surprised by the bizarre sight of their relationship, she almost threw her upper body back.
I jumped up at the place of talking, thinking that I had shown indecent behaviour in front of the demon god.
“Don't pretend to fight to grant the wishes of the demons. The way I see it, they're just overconfident in their own strength. As you said, I am out of the causality of this world, but I have no intention of just watching the disciples of the sect die.”
“You believe in Gwangmyeongjincheon and stand against me?”
The voice of Isaela Medina stood sharp.
Yeonjeokha did not lose and faced it.
“Why is Gwangmyeongjincheon here? And neither of them are real gods anyway? Are you confused because people around you say that you are the best god?”
Chapter 702 - I am not a real god
I took my foot off the neck of Ebola, a rival demon warrior.
Then Ebola jumped up and rushed down to the yard.
And he buried his forehead at the girl's feet.
“Drinking! The servant was incompetent and hurt the magistrate's dignity!”
The girl, Medina Isaela, looked down at the back of Ebola's head with unconcerned eyes.
He thought about stepping on her head, but then he changed his mind.
It was because I didn't want to have the blood of such a light-mouthed demon tribe on the soles of my feet.
Ebola is a subordinate of Aktus Balazik, the corps commander.
So, strictly speaking, he was a disgrace not to himself, but to Aktus Balazik, the corps commander.
“Do you want to live, Ebola?”
“… … yes."
“Give me a chance. Don't let anyone know that I'm back tonight. If you keep it, you will not be charged with sin.”
"yes! I won't tell anyone.”
Ebola's face turned bloody as he was dying.
Compared to the sins committed, the demon god's condition was nothing.
"scram."
"yes."
Ebola jumped up and disappeared as if running away without looking back.
Medina Isaela moved to the main floor without looking at the Ebola side.
Climbing onto her floor, she sat lightly astride her chair.
And she pointed to an empty chair across the table.
“Sit down.”
Yeonjeokha, who had been standing with a puzzled face, sat down in the seat across from her.
“Well, what should I call it? Are you really drinking? Called Medina Isaela?”
"Yes."
“What should I call you?”
“Call it.”
Medina Issaella stared down at jeokha with her nonchalant eyes.
On the day he did a favor in Woongcheonju, he impulsively taught me the name Menua.
Of course I don't regret it.
However, he did not want to be called by that name by the person who appeared as an enemy.
She nodded her head.
In fact, she was cautious because she had heard the meaning of her true name from Bered, the light angel.
However, since she is a demon, she did not want to be called Medina or Isaelani.
So I decided to be like her when I first met her.
“Where are you going like that? I heard that the commander of the corps made a fuss because he didn’t know where he went.”
“Whoops!”
Medina Isaela let out her laugh.
When she hears the title ‘that side’, she thinks of the days she spent with him in Ungchun.
It's kind of bittersweet, but it's a happy feeling.
“I went to Wansanju because I had personal business.”
“Personal affairs?”
I tilted my head in a row.
What is the personal business that is more urgent and more important than the fight against Gwangmyeong Jincheon?
“Do you want to know?”
"If it's okay to let me know."
“Why should I tell the enemy something like that? Didn't you still come to spy on me on the orders of Gwangmyeongjincheon?”
“So you said, ‘If it’s okay to let you know’.”
Yeonjeokha looked at the demon god with his shameless face.
Medina Issaella was subtly surprised by the courage of jeokha.
he has such an attitude in front of a demon god with an inaction that is only half-god level.
She wasn't offended though.
Perhaps it is because he is an existence that escapes the causality of this world.
That alone deserved him to stand shoulder to shoulder with himself.
Her slight nod of her head took her luck.
“Do you know about the ‘God of the Three Heavens’?”
"of course. To be sure that there is no one in the Savior who does not know that. You’re talking about oral tradition, Gwangmyeongjincheon, and Mahasuracheon.”
“You know that. Then don't ask me anything else. Do you believe in the gods of this world?”
“Do you believe?”
“The people of the Savior built a shrine and offered sacrifices. I will say that.”
“If you ask me to believe in the three thousand gods, the eight kings and the nine lords, I don’t believe it. No matter how much I think about it, it doesn't seem like they're bringing good fortune.”
“It’s quite right.”
“Isn’t it strange that you think about it? That there is a shrine dedicated to Mahasura. Demon gods are beings that harm humans, but they serve them.”
"this! Tsk tsk! Don't get me wrong. The weak fear the strong. And there is nothing strange about serving the object of fear.”
“Then what is the recipe?”
“It means that your evaluation of the gods of this world is quite good.”
"You mean they don't bring fortune?"
"Yes. Because the gods of this world don’t have the slightest interest in humans.”
“It seemed like that.”
Yeonjeokha shook his head.
In fact, she was like all the beings called gods she had met.
“Even the creator god left after creating this world. It's practically abandoned. It is said that the Savior left the ‘Gate of Heaven’, but that is just a vain hope. Because until now, no one has ever opened the Astronomical Gate and gone to the creator god.”
I just listened silently.
The frustration and despair she felt was conveyed intact and she couldn't intervene.
“I believed so.”
Then jeokha who was listening suddenly raised his eyes and saw Medina Isaela.
did she believe
So, are you thinking differently now?
Medina Issaella only aroused her curiosity and distracted her.
In the end, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was curious, asked.
"You mean you've changed your mind?"
Then she replied as if Medina Issaella had been waiting.
“I am not a real god. The gods of this world are inferior to the true Zen. It is also a truth that everyone in the throne of God knows but ignores.”
“… … .”
The matchmaker looked at the demon with surprised eyes.
A voice like that came out of the mouth of a demon called the ‘Three Thousand Gods’!
Staring at the surprised jeokha, Medina Issa Ella continued her words.
“But not all ‘Three Thousand Gods’ are like that.”
“Are you saying there is a real God among them?”
“When I was a young demon, Oral Brahma was the god of this world.”
“Gujeonbeomcheon… … .”
I was overcome with a strange feeling of being in a relationship.
Suddenly, the title of Gujeonbeomcheonjeonsaengrok came to mind.
Past life means another life.
If you solve the letters, it means 'a record of oral tradition of Brahma living a different life'.
I didn't think too much about the title until now.
This is because there is no way to know whether the oral tradition was written by Beomcheon himself or if someone borrowed the name. It could even be the same person.
Rather, he paid more attention to the Brahma Heaven and the Desire King Jaecheon, who explained the nature of this world.
However, it seems that it is not so.
“I and Gwangmyeong Jincheon became famous during the ‘Primeval War’. Thanks to this, he was tied up with Oral Brahma, who had been a god before, and was called the ‘God of the Three Thousand’.”
"ah!"
“But me and Gwangmyeong Jincheon have risen to the position of transcendental beings, not gods. Doesn't having supernatural powers make you a god?"
“It doesn’t.”
Then jeokha nodded his head politely.
It was because he himself felt the gap between ‘what this world calls God’ and ‘the God he knew’.
“I believe that oral tradition is the true god of this world.”
“I’m sorry for scattering ashes, but oral tradition could have been called a god through a similar path.”
“Of course, I am not saying that there is absolutely no chance of that happening. Then, how would you explain the ‘Oral Brahma Jeonsaengrok’ that you read in the underworld?”
"Accident?"
“Whoops! How can ‘Brahma oral tradition’ and ‘Brahma Desire King Jaecheon’ described by him be a coincidence?”
“… … .”
I couldn't refute the jeokha.
To be honest, now it seemed to me that the book was written by Oral Brahma, the ‘God of the Three Thousand’.
‘Then, it means that the Oral Brahma stayed in the lower world (the world of the lower world)… … .’
A momentary thrill arose.
Without knowing that, they accused the world of being small, so there are no frogs in the well.
But there were unanswered questions.
“Is that possible? Didn’t you say that this world is a prison from which you can’t escape even if you die?”
"It did. Still, this world is a prison from which even the ‘Three Thousand Gods’ cannot escape. As I said, Gwangmyeongjincheon and I are not gods in the true sense. But it might be possible with the power of a true god.”
“Do you think that the person who left that book in the underworld was Oral Brahma, the ‘God of the Three Thousand’?”
“I think you would think so too. Wasn't it?”
The Demon God gazed intently at the jeokha.
I turned around the words.
“So why did you go to Wansanju?”
“I followed in the footsteps of oral tradition.”
“Is there anything like that in Wansanju?”
“There is an Oral Beomcheon Entrance Mystery in Beomcheon Mountain. It is a stone monument honoring the oral tradition of Brahma who became a god on Mount Brahma.”
“You’re quick about oral tradition. Have you been looking for him all these years?"
“I thought it would be faster that way than hanging on to the fontanelle that doesn’t even open.”
“… … .”
I looked at the demon god with new eyes that matched me.
She is rather fortunate that her attention has shifted to meeting her oral Brahma.
If heaven is not the goal, there is no reason to go to war with the sect.
"good. now i understand what you mean But there's something I don't understand. Why did you invade the Savior? It’s not like the oral tradition is hiding in Jongsan.”
Then Medina Isaela replied with a nonchalant face.
“Because the demons want it. They are concerned that there will be a change in the heavenly gate like the sacred object.”
“… … .”
I was speechless after hearing their obsession with the interlocking astronomy.
"So, you're saying you're going to war with the clan until the end? Knowing that you can't do anything with Astronomy?”
“Because there are demons and devils whose purpose in life is to die after seeing the Astronomical Gate.”
"Damn it, what a stone pillar."
He shook his head excitedly.
It was astonishing to see a useless stone pillar running like a moth to a fire.
“Faith is what it is. Do you say that when you see your human shrines?”
I couldn't refute the jeokha.
Right now, even in the shrine of the Four Heavenly Kings, King Gwangyokcheon, they were doing crazy things.
"So you're going to go to war anyway?"
"It's not that I'm going to do it, it's a war that has already started. I am here to end the war.”
"ha! you mean finishing? Do you think they can beat Gwangmyeong Jincheon and me? Rather, return to Macheon before being finished. You can find the word of mouth and get what you want.”
“Just as Gwangmyeongjincheon is for the Elyos, I cannot ignore the wishes of the Asmodians.”
“Damn this You want to get out of the world? Have you given up on your dreams? Weren’t you desperate enough to yield to the demons’ vain wishes?”
“Tsk tsk! If you really don't want to die, withdraw your hands from the war in this world. The reason I kept you alive is because I know that you are an existence outside the causality of this world. Even so, if you help Gwangmyeongjincheon and hinder me, I have no choice but to kill you.”
Suddenly, red flames poured from the eyes of Medina Isaela.
Fire-.
The solid table turned to ashes in an instant.
"ah! It's a surprise."
Surprised by the bizarre sight of their relationship, she almost threw her upper body back.
I jumped up at the place of talking, thinking that I had shown indecent behaviour in front of the demon god.
“Don't pretend to fight to grant the wishes of the demons. The way I see it, they're just overconfident in their own strength. As you said, I am out of the causality of this world, but I have no intention of just watching the disciples of the sect die.”
“You believe in Gwangmyeongjincheon and stand against me?”
The voice of Isaela Medina stood sharp.
Yeonjeokha did not lose and faced it.
“Why is Gwangmyeongjincheon here? And neither of them are real gods anyway? Are you confused because people around you say that you are the best god?”
