Chapter 713 - Aren't you afraid of God?
Gwangmyeongjincheon's gaze passed through Daejongsa Yeonjeokha and headed for Taesangjong, Cheonjijong, and Cheonroejong.
He intends to use this opportunity to break Yeon Jeok-ha's spirit.
It was necessary to do so at least once for the Elyos who would join soon.
It was too stiff, probably because he hadn't tasted the bitterness yet.
If the Grand Master showed such an attitude, the relationship between the clan and the Elyos would be quite strained.
The difference between the Elyos and humans must be imprinted and made to obey the command of the Elyos. That way, even later, there will be no talk about the possession of the Astronomical Gate.
To do so, he must first get rid of the authority of the Grand Master.
If he knew how insignificant the rank of the Grand Master was, he would also obey the Elyos.
Getting rid of someone's authority is simple. You just have to openly step on it in public.
His will was passed on to the masters of the sect.
Of course, Gwangmyeong-Jincheon didn't say it openly, but in the current atmosphere, if you don't know that, you're an idiot.
The Venerable Jinpyo and the Venerable Gwangseong were at a loss when Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at them, ignoring the Grand Master.
There is no doubt that Gwangmyeongjincheon is far above the Grand Master.
However, to the venerable monks, Daejongsa was the representative of the sect.
Gwangmyeongjincheon, the highest deity, and the venerable monks of the sects initially stand in different positions.
When the two venerable men hesitated, Gwangmyeong Jincheon asked again.
“Why no answer? Until now, Cheonmun belonged to your family. Do you deny it?”
"no."
When the two honorable men hurriedly answered, a smile of repentance appeared on Gwangmyeong Jincheon's lips.
"so? What are you going to do with Astronomy?”
Venerable Jinpyo and Venerable Kwangseong could not stand the continued pressure and lowered their heads.
The two hoped that the Grand Master would sort things out at this point.
But the master's voice was not heard.
Is he really just keeping his seat like a folding screen?
Venerable Kwangseong, unable to bear the frustration, lifted his head slightly.
'Grand Master, say something.'
Gwangmyeongjincheon's interest would return to that place only when the Grand Master gave an answer.
'Huh?'
The eyes of the Venerable Gwangseong, who had been spying on the Grand Master, widened.
I thought that by now the Grand Master would be grinding his teeth in contempt.
However, the master's face was no different from usual.
Seeing him across the river as if he were in a state of paralysis made me angry.
I'm being beaten by Jincheon Gwangmyeong for Master Daejong, but he's saying he doesn't know me?
“Great servant?”
In a fit of anger, he called the Grand Master.
Even so, I wanted to draw him into the conversation, who was just sitting there silently.
"What?"
It was a step away, the venerable Kwangseong said as if arguing.
“Isn't the right to decide on the matter of astronomy not with us, but with the Grand Master? What do you have to say to Gwangmyeongjincheon-nim?”
“I want to do that. But what if Gwangmyeongjincheon-nim keeps walking on a false leg? I have no choice but to watch how far that nonsense goes.”
“… … .”
The terrifying answer made the Venerable Kwangseong's mouth drop open.
My first thought was 'crazy'.
It was wrong to go over with words now that they were talking in vain in front of Gwangmyeongjincheon.
It is acknowledged that the great master's performance is outstanding, but that is a voice that only works in the human world, the Savior.
However, the opponent is not the savior, but Gwangmyeong Jincheon, the best god in the world.
The atmosphere in the auditorium, which had already been fighting, has now turned into a grave.
The masters of the sect shrugged their shoulders and only looked at Gwangmyeong-Jincheon.
The corner of Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth twisted lightly.
I thought Yeon Jeok-ha would not be able to stand it and break out, but this went too far.
If it's that rude, it's okay to kill him.
'Shall I kill him?'
Suddenly, I thought, 'I want to kill him and take ice snow'.
It feels like my heart is tickling at the sudden rise of flesh.
It was the first time since the light angel Bered that he wanted to kill someone to this extent.
As the killing spree rose to the top of his head, Gwangmyeong Jincheon's heart sank.
His body reacted spontaneously for the impending fight.
“Did you just tell me to lie?”
It was a calm voice, but the light that flowed from Gwangmyeong Jincheon's pupils seemed to melt iron.
"uh? Can you see me now?”
“Is that your excuse? Did you say anything to get my attention? Do you know that words could cost you your life?”
“Are you threatening to kill me now?”
“Maybe it was to get my attention, but you crossed the line. Even though the clan is at war with Macheon, if I don't punish you today, the gods will laugh at me.”
“Go on. So what are you going to do?”
Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at Yeonjeokha with strange eyes.
At this point, it is normal for the jeokha to beg for his life.
However, he spoke of the matter on which his life depended, as if he were talking to someone else.
“Do you really want to die?”
“Are you capable of killing?”
Yeon Jeok-ha, sitting crookedly in a chair, looked at Gwangmyeong-jincheon.
It was an obvious provocation.
'What? What are you going to do?'
Yeonjeokha showed hostility.
I should have hit it the first time I messed around with the light eye.
However, he was overwhelmed by the prestige of being the ‘god of three thousand’ and passed it on.
Until then, it was unimaginable to stand up against the 'Three Thousand Gods'.
Then, when he met the devil, Menua, his illusion of the ‘Three Thousand Gods’ was shattered.
They are not gods, but beings who have reached a transcendental level.
If so, it was worth trying.
Because he also has the Nine Heaven Sword and the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit that are comparable to their realm.
The smile disappeared from Gwangmyeong Jincheon's face.
It was only then that he realized that yeon jeokha, who was only a human, wanted to confront him.
It seems that it has been overlooked because it has been revered as the ‘god of three thousand’ for a long time.
that they may be provoked to fight.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon slowly stood up from his seat.
“I don’t have the courage to stand up to God, but I have to pay the price for going beyond my means.”
"However much."
Yeonjeokha also stood up from his seat.
When the situation reached the point of imminent action, the representatives of the clan hurriedly left the guest hall.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was staring at Yeonjeokha, raised his hand.
Ssss-.
The ceiling of the guest room was blown into powder.
“If Okcheon Port breaks down, it will be inconvenient in many ways, right? Follow me.”
After his words, Gwangmyeong Jincheon soared into the sky.
Then jeokha looked up at Gwangmyeongjincheon, which had already soared far away, with a sad face.
It seems that he intends to fight in the sky like a 'god of three thousand'.
If it was the same as before, it would have been out of the question, but I took it for granted.
A white cloud puffed up beneath his feet.
Before long, Yeonjeokha flew up with Unjongsul and stood tall in front of Gwangmyeongjincheon.
When Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Gwangmyeong-jincheon, a different color came to mind.
Behind Gwangmyeongjincheon's back, three pairs of snow-white wings spread wide.
I've never seen wings on his back before, but I don't know where they came from.
“Looks like you’re seeing an Elyos for the first time.”
“Does it fall if its wings are cut off?”
At Yeon Jeok-ha's words, Gwangmyeong Jincheon laughed.
It's just absurd to have to fight a human who doesn't know what three pairs of wings mean.
The more wings you make, the higher your level.
The three pairs of wings were unprecedented even among the Elyos.
“I heard that there is a thing called gain in the sect. For the Elyos, wings are like that. Do you think you humans have the skills to break the wings of the Elyos?"
"ah! There was nothing on my back for some reason, but I wondered where it came from. Do you think the Elyos carry their wings that way?”
Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at Yeonjeokha, who showed interest in wings in front of death, with strange eyes.
“I will definitely kill you. But are you not afraid of God?”
“I am afraid of God. But you not God. Are you going to pretend to be a god in front of me until the end?”
“As expected, you have been stained by the demon.”
“Don’t talk like water. The Demon God admits that he is not a god, but I guess that's not it?"
“It's because the demon god doesn't know what he has. He always believes that there are real good things out there. So he is always unhappy.”
“I don’t think so? In my eyes, you look like a grandiose delusion?”
“Resent your lack of discernment. I will show you the power of the gods. Hampas de Leoram (Ultimate Punishment)!”
Along with the order, Gwangmyeong Jincheon's fingertips pointed to Yeonjeokha.
Kwagwang-!
A stream of thunderbolt fell on Yeonjeokha's body.
However, it was not that he was being harmed even by his rival.
He quickly created the Tiandun Sword as his spell flowed from Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth.
Dismissed! Pajijijik-!
The thunderbolt inserted in the Cheondun Sword fired a bright blue spark and then disappeared.
He blocked it well with the Cheondun Sword, but Yeonjeokha's expression was not very bright.
It looked similar to the light angel Bered's, but the power was completely different.
Gwangmyeongjincheon's brain power was strong enough to break the Cheondun sword.
If it had been a blue arrow instead of a Cheondun sword, he would have been mortally wounded by that blow.
The experience of fighting the light angel Vered saved him from danger.
'Still, it's a god of three thousand.'
On the other hand, Gwangmyeong Jincheon was surprised when the blow of conversion went back to nothing.
How could someone like a human casually accept the Elyos’ ultimate move, ‘Demon Punishment’?
And not just punishment, but ‘ultimate punishment’?
Taking advantage of Gwangmyeongjincheon's hesitation, this time Yeonjeokha launched a counterattack with Cheonsan Sword Spirit.
oh oh oh
The sky was filled with ‘incarnations of swords’.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!
An uncountable number of ‘incarnations of the sword’ fell onto Gwangmyeongjincheon’s body.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon didn't look down on him any more after Yeonjeokha stopped him from playing.
“Obrina de Leoram (Ultimate Defense)!”
In an instant, a bluish-colored film was created around Gwangmyeongjincheon's body.
It is a brighter color than the ‘Hizmanta Oblina (Absolute Defense)’ created by the light angel Vered in the past.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam! Quaang-!
‘Incarnation of the Sword’ could not break through the bluish protective shield around Gwangmyeongjincheon.
Every time ‘Incarnation of the Sword’ exploded, the sound of thunder reverberated loudly.
The fragmented ‘incarnations of the sword’ turned into a gust of wind and blew in all directions.
As much as Yeonjeokha was surprised by Gwangmyeongjincheon's playing technique, Gwangmyeongjincheon was also a flagship of Yeonjeokha's sword fighting.
It feels like being hit with a hammer every time the strange sword shapes collide.
did
Even though it is within the 'Ultimate Shield', it is enough to know how powerful it is.
No matter how much I thought about it, this was a power that a half-god-level person could not produce.
When the sword form was noticeably reduced, Gwangmyeong Jincheon memorized the spell again in the ‘Act of Obrina’.
“Ramuhar Abil Hamad (Death Knights Charge)!”
It was the most powerful technique Gwangmyeong Jincheon could use in ‘Obrina’s Act’.
Kurur-.
A strange echo echoed from far away.
It was like the sound of thunder, or like the sound of thousands and thousands of horses running.
I turned my head at the eerie feeling of the enemy who was trying to break the strange curtain around Gwangmyeongjincheon.
'omg!'
At first, I thought it was dark dark clouds gathering in the distance.
However, upon closer inspection, it was not a dark cloud, but a cavalryman.
To be precise, the skeletons riding on the black horses, with black long spears in front, were pushing like raging waves.
Skeleton cavalrymen riding dark horses in the sky so high!
For a moment, I thought, “Maybe this is all a dream.”
At that time, a shady morale rushed ahead of the Skeleton Troopers.
Chapter 713 - Aren't you afraid of God?
Gwangmyeongjincheon's gaze passed through Daejongsa Yeonjeokha and headed for Taesangjong, Cheonjijong, and Cheonroejong.
He intends to use this opportunity to break Yeon Jeok-ha's spirit.
It was necessary to do so at least once for the Elyos who would join soon.
It was too stiff, probably because he hadn't tasted the bitterness yet.
If the Grand Master showed such an attitude, the relationship between the clan and the Elyos would be quite strained.
The difference between the Elyos and humans must be imprinted and made to obey the command of the Elyos. That way, even later, there will be no talk about the possession of the Astronomical Gate.
To do so, he must first get rid of the authority of the Grand Master.
If he knew how insignificant the rank of the Grand Master was, he would also obey the Elyos.
Getting rid of someone's authority is simple. You just have to openly step on it in public.
His will was passed on to the masters of the sect.
Of course, Gwangmyeong-Jincheon didn't say it openly, but in the current atmosphere, if you don't know that, you're an idiot.
The Venerable Jinpyo and the Venerable Gwangseong were at a loss when Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at them, ignoring the Grand Master.
There is no doubt that Gwangmyeongjincheon is far above the Grand Master.
However, to the venerable monks, Daejongsa was the representative of the sect.
Gwangmyeongjincheon, the highest deity, and the venerable monks of the sects initially stand in different positions.
When the two venerable men hesitated, Gwangmyeong Jincheon asked again.
“Why no answer? Until now, Cheonmun belonged to your family. Do you deny it?”
"no."
When the two honorable men hurriedly answered, a smile of repentance appeared on Gwangmyeong Jincheon's lips.
"so? What are you going to do with Astronomy?”
Venerable Jinpyo and Venerable Kwangseong could not stand the continued pressure and lowered their heads.
The two hoped that the Grand Master would sort things out at this point.
But the master's voice was not heard.
Is he really just keeping his seat like a folding screen?
Venerable Kwangseong, unable to bear the frustration, lifted his head slightly.
'Grand Master, say something.'
Gwangmyeongjincheon's interest would return to that place only when the Grand Master gave an answer.
'Huh?'
The eyes of the Venerable Gwangseong, who had been spying on the Grand Master, widened.
I thought that by now the Grand Master would be grinding his teeth in contempt.
However, the master's face was no different from usual.
Seeing him across the river as if he were in a state of paralysis made me angry.
I'm being beaten by Jincheon Gwangmyeong for Master Daejong, but he's saying he doesn't know me?
“Great servant?”
In a fit of anger, he called the Grand Master.
Even so, I wanted to draw him into the conversation, who was just sitting there silently.
"What?"
It was a step away, the venerable Kwangseong said as if arguing.
“Isn't the right to decide on the matter of astronomy not with us, but with the Grand Master? What do you have to say to Gwangmyeongjincheon-nim?”
“I want to do that. But what if Gwangmyeongjincheon-nim keeps walking on a false leg? I have no choice but to watch how far that nonsense goes.”
“… … .”
The terrifying answer made the Venerable Kwangseong's mouth drop open.
My first thought was 'crazy'.
It was wrong to go over with words now that they were talking in vain in front of Gwangmyeongjincheon.
It is acknowledged that the great master's performance is outstanding, but that is a voice that only works in the human world, the Savior.
However, the opponent is not the savior, but Gwangmyeong Jincheon, the best god in the world.
The atmosphere in the auditorium, which had already been fighting, has now turned into a grave.
The masters of the sect shrugged their shoulders and only looked at Gwangmyeong-Jincheon.
The corner of Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth twisted lightly.
I thought Yeon Jeok-ha would not be able to stand it and break out, but this went too far.
If it's that rude, it's okay to kill him.
'Shall I kill him?'
Suddenly, I thought, 'I want to kill him and take ice snow'.
It feels like my heart is tickling at the sudden rise of flesh.
It was the first time since the light angel Bered that he wanted to kill someone to this extent.
As the killing spree rose to the top of his head, Gwangmyeong Jincheon's heart sank.
His body reacted spontaneously for the impending fight.
“Did you just tell me to lie?”
It was a calm voice, but the light that flowed from Gwangmyeong Jincheon's pupils seemed to melt iron.
"uh? Can you see me now?”
“Is that your excuse? Did you say anything to get my attention? Do you know that words could cost you your life?”
“Are you threatening to kill me now?”
“Maybe it was to get my attention, but you crossed the line. Even though the clan is at war with Macheon, if I don't punish you today, the gods will laugh at me.”
“Go on. So what are you going to do?”
Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at Yeonjeokha with strange eyes.
At this point, it is normal for the jeokha to beg for his life.
However, he spoke of the matter on which his life depended, as if he were talking to someone else.
“Do you really want to die?”
“Are you capable of killing?”
Yeon Jeok-ha, sitting crookedly in a chair, looked at Gwangmyeong-jincheon.
It was an obvious provocation.
'What? What are you going to do?'
Yeonjeokha showed hostility.
I should have hit it the first time I messed around with the light eye.
However, he was overwhelmed by the prestige of being the ‘god of three thousand’ and passed it on.
Until then, it was unimaginable to stand up against the 'Three Thousand Gods'.
Then, when he met the devil, Menua, his illusion of the ‘Three Thousand Gods’ was shattered.
They are not gods, but beings who have reached a transcendental level.
If so, it was worth trying.
Because he also has the Nine Heaven Sword and the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit that are comparable to their realm.
The smile disappeared from Gwangmyeong Jincheon's face.
It was only then that he realized that yeon jeokha, who was only a human, wanted to confront him.
It seems that it has been overlooked because it has been revered as the ‘god of three thousand’ for a long time.
that they may be provoked to fight.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon slowly stood up from his seat.
“I don’t have the courage to stand up to God, but I have to pay the price for going beyond my means.”
"However much."
Yeonjeokha also stood up from his seat.
When the situation reached the point of imminent action, the representatives of the clan hurriedly left the guest hall.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was staring at Yeonjeokha, raised his hand.
Ssss-.
The ceiling of the guest room was blown into powder.
“If Okcheon Port breaks down, it will be inconvenient in many ways, right? Follow me.”
After his words, Gwangmyeong Jincheon soared into the sky.
Then jeokha looked up at Gwangmyeongjincheon, which had already soared far away, with a sad face.
It seems that he intends to fight in the sky like a 'god of three thousand'.
If it was the same as before, it would have been out of the question, but I took it for granted.
A white cloud puffed up beneath his feet.
Before long, Yeonjeokha flew up with Unjongsul and stood tall in front of Gwangmyeongjincheon.
When Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Gwangmyeong-jincheon, a different color came to mind.
Behind Gwangmyeongjincheon's back, three pairs of snow-white wings spread wide.
I've never seen wings on his back before, but I don't know where they came from.
“Looks like you’re seeing an Elyos for the first time.”
“Does it fall if its wings are cut off?”
At Yeon Jeok-ha's words, Gwangmyeong Jincheon laughed.
It's just absurd to have to fight a human who doesn't know what three pairs of wings mean.
The more wings you make, the higher your level.
The three pairs of wings were unprecedented even among the Elyos.
“I heard that there is a thing called gain in the sect. For the Elyos, wings are like that. Do you think you humans have the skills to break the wings of the Elyos?"
"ah! There was nothing on my back for some reason, but I wondered where it came from. Do you think the Elyos carry their wings that way?”
Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at Yeonjeokha, who showed interest in wings in front of death, with strange eyes.
“I will definitely kill you. But are you not afraid of God?”
“I am afraid of God. But you not God. Are you going to pretend to be a god in front of me until the end?”
“As expected, you have been stained by the demon.”
“Don’t talk like water. The Demon God admits that he is not a god, but I guess that's not it?"
“It's because the demon god doesn't know what he has. He always believes that there are real good things out there. So he is always unhappy.”
“I don’t think so? In my eyes, you look like a grandiose delusion?”
“Resent your lack of discernment. I will show you the power of the gods. Hampas de Leoram (Ultimate Punishment)!”
Along with the order, Gwangmyeong Jincheon's fingertips pointed to Yeonjeokha.
Kwagwang-!
A stream of thunderbolt fell on Yeonjeokha's body.
However, it was not that he was being harmed even by his rival.
He quickly created the Tiandun Sword as his spell flowed from Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth.
Dismissed! Pajijijik-!
The thunderbolt inserted in the Cheondun Sword fired a bright blue spark and then disappeared.
He blocked it well with the Cheondun Sword, but Yeonjeokha's expression was not very bright.
It looked similar to the light angel Bered's, but the power was completely different.
Gwangmyeongjincheon's brain power was strong enough to break the Cheondun sword.
If it had been a blue arrow instead of a Cheondun sword, he would have been mortally wounded by that blow.
The experience of fighting the light angel Vered saved him from danger.
'Still, it's a god of three thousand.'
On the other hand, Gwangmyeong Jincheon was surprised when the blow of conversion went back to nothing.
How could someone like a human casually accept the Elyos’ ultimate move, ‘Demon Punishment’?
And not just punishment, but ‘ultimate punishment’?
Taking advantage of Gwangmyeongjincheon's hesitation, this time Yeonjeokha launched a counterattack with Cheonsan Sword Spirit.
oh oh oh
The sky was filled with ‘incarnations of swords’.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!
An uncountable number of ‘incarnations of the sword’ fell onto Gwangmyeongjincheon’s body.
Gwangmyeong Jincheon didn't look down on him any more after Yeonjeokha stopped him from playing.
“Obrina de Leoram (Ultimate Defense)!”
In an instant, a bluish-colored film was created around Gwangmyeongjincheon's body.
It is a brighter color than the ‘Hizmanta Oblina (Absolute Defense)’ created by the light angel Vered in the past.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam! Quaang-!
‘Incarnation of the Sword’ could not break through the bluish protective shield around Gwangmyeongjincheon.
Every time ‘Incarnation of the Sword’ exploded, the sound of thunder reverberated loudly.
The fragmented ‘incarnations of the sword’ turned into a gust of wind and blew in all directions.
As much as Yeonjeokha was surprised by Gwangmyeongjincheon's playing technique, Gwangmyeongjincheon was also a flagship of Yeonjeokha's sword fighting.
It feels like being hit with a hammer every time the strange sword shapes collide.
did
Even though it is within the 'Ultimate Shield', it is enough to know how powerful it is.
No matter how much I thought about it, this was a power that a half-god-level person could not produce.
When the sword form was noticeably reduced, Gwangmyeong Jincheon memorized the spell again in the ‘Act of Obrina’.
“Ramuhar Abil Hamad (Death Knights Charge)!”
It was the most powerful technique Gwangmyeong Jincheon could use in ‘Obrina’s Act’.
Kurur-.
A strange echo echoed from far away.
It was like the sound of thunder, or like the sound of thousands and thousands of horses running.
I turned my head at the eerie feeling of the enemy who was trying to break the strange curtain around Gwangmyeongjincheon.
'omg!'
At first, I thought it was dark dark clouds gathering in the distance.
However, upon closer inspection, it was not a dark cloud, but a cavalryman.
To be precise, the skeletons riding on the black horses, with black long spears in front, were pushing like raging waves.
Skeleton cavalrymen riding dark horses in the sky so high!
For a moment, I thought, “Maybe this is all a dream.”
At that time, a shady morale rushed ahead of the Skeleton Troopers.
