Chapter 829 – Chapter 829
Catfish in the afternoon.
The basement stood in the middle of the crossroads.
The ones in front of him were Gasiel, the Demon Sect, Barzet, Yegrina, and Iro.
Iroha started to explain.
“Let the ritual proceed as you said. The Heavenly Guardian, the Snow Queen, and the Pirate Empress are not here, but they are bringing their spatial control to Megiddo. The witches are cooperating.”
“Please take care of me.”
Barjet looked awkward and bowed his head to the basement.
“Why are you acting like a milk we met for the first time?”
“… Do you only say that when you see me?”
“All men are like that, what?”
“Oh, no…”
Varjet clenched his fists and tried to yell at her, but hesitated.
The Red Union soldiers are said to be in control, but I don’t know where the ears are.
“… Is that what a man who is about to become a god would say? Keep your hair straight.”
“Ah, I want to breastfeed Barjet!”
“…”
In the middle of the street, the basement shouted for everyone in the neighborhood to hear.
Barjet’s face grew redder. I am about to cry completely.
Gasiel, who was watching, spoke coldly.
“Come on, do it in moderation.”
“Are you mad at me, or are you jealous of Barjet?”
As the basement smirked, Gasiel hesitated.
As she hesitated, Jiha nodded.
“Don’t worry, your breasts are good to suck on too. It’s smaller than Barzette, but its skin is so soft that it feels good when you bite it.”
“What the hell are you talking about!”
“It tasted good.”
“… I am not a cow!”
“Can I continue the explanation?”
Iroha smiled and interjected.
Seeing the basement, she shrugged her shoulders.
“No, because they are very good-looking men and women. It doesn’t matter if I keep wanting to see you.”
“You have very strange tastes, too.”
“Because it was a scene that disappeared long ago in the age of Cheonho and the age of women and men. It was a world in which both men and women could only dissatisfy each other.”
Iroha narrowed her eyes and recited.
“I like it when people who are compatible in body and mind, regardless of gender or race, joke around and laugh and talk.”
“Did I not laugh?!”
When Barjet protested, she nodded to Iroha and looked down at her basement.
“I say yes, but as a man, you have to take responsibility and make me laugh.”
“You’ll be smiling when you go to bed.”
“… Are you calling that blackmail now?!”
“Does it work?”
When her basement spoke, she flinched nervously.
At least it is forgiving not to run away. In the past, I would have run away.
“It’s a nice sight for me to see, but why don’t we talk about it slowly?”
The Demonic Scholar stepped forward and said.
“By now, the Epic army and the Red Union army will collide. They are using the Elyos as messengers, so news will come soon.”
Iroha nodded her head and returned to the main topic.
“That’s why witches can’t participate in this war. Barzette has to help here too. And each of the three legends can’t use space control. It’s a military secret, but… Doesn’t it really matter?”
“It’s a skill that’s difficult to use all three of if you go into a melee anyway.”
It’s the Snow Queen. It’s forbidden if allies are mixed.
You can use Cheonho, but it slows down considerably.
The Pirate Empress didn’t have a single army of death, this time it’s the commander.
Iroha continued to speak.
“I concentrated all the strength I gathered like that on you, to be precise. You use the spiritual power of the Elyos to transform it, and the Demon Sect concentrates on you.”
“Shouldn’t this usually be done in a temple or something like that?”
Yegrina interrupted abruptly.
Iroha shook her head.
“Shinjiha is not yet a god, so there is no proper place for it. Even if that ceremonial meaning aside… It has to be done in an open space. It draws attention.”
“Imok? Do you want people to see it?”
“Yes, transcending the human realm and reaching the divine realm is not something you do alone. I’ve heard that there are times when you can do it alone… Not the way I know. While receiving everyone’s admiration and resentment, you are raising the hierarchy of comfort and spirituality.”
The basement has been concisely organized.
“There are many abstract explanations, but in a word, it is more effective when done in front of everyone. What is the next point?”
“I already told Gasiel. It’s not that she has the right to cast her Holy Order, but I’m just making her learn the tricks.”
Having said that, Iroha drew his hand horizontally in the air.
Palak.
As the hem of her dress fluttered, a golden aura began to rise from beneath her underground feet.
It was none of the red magic, blue magic, or purple magic that the underground knew.
It was the light that Iroha showed when restoring Regalia.
“The ceremony starts now. When the time comes, it will be completed in response to your longing. How long will it take… I can’t be sure.”
“Can I just stand still?”
“Until you can pass that energy on to others, don’t leave this city, Megiddo. And refrain from sexual relations with women.”
“Would you like to?”
I had a lot of fun with Enlil and Belani, but I couldn’t ruin such an important thing with a woman.
Iroha smiled coldly.
“I know you can’t do that, I’m just saying it.”
“I know everything… Why is Jim here?”
Yegrina was puzzled.
Listening to the explanation, it was understandable that Gasiel, Barjet, and the Demon Lord were here.
Iroha is the person in charge of the ceremony and is the party to the Jihaya, so of course he has to be there.
By the way, Yegrina, her role has not yet been heard.
She asked the underground, but the underground also saw Iroha. Because she never heard of it either.
“It’s Hobeop Station. If anyone tries to disrupt the ceremony, I hope you will repulse it with your valiant spear and dance.”
“Of course I will, but isn’t Jim better suited to the battlefield than here?”
It was the time when the main force of the Red Union and the Epic army clashed.
Wouldn’t it be better to leave it to another unique and walk around the battlefield? Yes, Grina herself would be a fearsome formidable enemy. Her blood was boiling because she wanted to deal with the Epic forces.
Iroha laughed.
“The Hobeop role is ceremonially necessary, but… It’s my taste that I chose you. Where a god is born, a dragon should be with him.”
“Hmm…”
Yegrina looked vaguely underground.
As the golden energy rose little by little, Seon Ji-ha only shrugged her shoulders.
Yegrina blurted out.
“Is it okay for you to stay here?”
“What?”
“Epic-kun, as you said, it must be a terrible enemy, but Jim and the others were also excluded from the battlefield, and the special powers of the legends were also excluded. The Red Union army has become very weak right now?”
It was as Yegrina said.
Since I had to attend the ceremony, the unique three were missing.
She said that three legends were gathered on the battlefield, but thanks to the ritual that turned her underground into a god, she couldn’t use that ability properly.
The basement smiled and asked.
“Are you tempting me to go to the battlefield with you?”
“No, I’m just curious about your thoughts. How things will work out on the battlefield without you. Did you give me some trick?”
Yes I did, she was asking out of pure curiosity.
Gasiel, Barzette, and the Demonic Cult Master were curious, and her basement shook her head.
“I gave one piece of information, and nothing more.”
“… Nothing?”
“Leave command to the Pirate Empress, and Cheonho assists. That’s it. Everyone knows how to fight.”
When the basement spoke coldly, Barjet was stunned.
“Isn’t that too much? Even though he said that the Epic army would be a formidable enemy…”
“Are you satisfied with me following you to the bathroom?”
When the basement spoke casually, Barjet shut his mouth.
If you don’t answer well here, you might really come along.
“I believe in the skills of my men. In fact, it’s like hitting all the power that can exist in Wordsland right now… I have to do this. Only then will we be qualified to welcome the new world to be born.”
“Companion, I know your heart, but you are too cold-hearted.”
“It’s just a distinction between public and private. And I’m on duty right now.”
The basement said calmly.
“Did I not want to lead myself? How did I raise them and how did I bring them in? Starting with the terminal soldiers, they are all those who came to believe in me and follow me.
Everyone fell silent at the low voice from the basement.
“To get everything done, each one has to do their own thing. They were the ones who gathered for that purpose, and taught them that way. That’s all.”
“…”
I knew all the underground thoughts and decisions.
However, everyone was surprised that Jiha had told them so honestly.
Yes, Grina said coolly as she slung her spear over her shoulder.
“It’s a really tough one. How can you let go of yourself like this?”
“… It’s the first time I’ve really said it in such a cool way.”
Barjett agreed.
Iroha smiled coldly.
“How in the world have you been so cold-hearted that women are so fond of you?”
“I was saving it to use it for a time like this.”
Jiha said calmly and drew a line.
“And speaking of… There is another reason why I shouldn’t be on the battlefield right now.”
“What?”
When the Demonic Master was curious, Jiha suddenly looked back.
Seeing the empty space, the underground spoke lightly.
“You tell me the details, Amarilla?”
Roaring!
Suddenly, the air seemed to be on fire, and then a red-haired beauty appeared.
Literally like a blazing flame, the beauty with red hair and contrasting blue eyes boasted a flawless beauty, but she was expressionless.
It was Epic, Amarilla Joshua.
“… How?”
Gasiel was startled and slurred her words.
The basement calmly explained.
“There’s no way Epic just went away. The flame that burned near the egg the Night King was trapped in. That must have been the waypoint.”
“Oh, no. How did you find out There was no sign of anything.”
Bar Jett asked, perplexed.
She is her.
Underground said coldly.
“I just found out somehow. Sense… It is expanding.”
Saying that, the basement looked down at the golden aura rising from the ground.
As I was enveloped in this aura that continued to rise, a different sense was arising beyond the five senses.
Amarilla frowned.
“You’re starting to awaken your supernatural powers.”
Amarilla glared at Iroha.
“Are you trying to make this man a god, Iroha?”
“I’m blind with my eyes open, but since I look pretty, it must be hard to live in this world. No, is it easy?”
Amarilla frowned at her as her underground was sarcastic.
As the expressionless expression is broken, the emotion inside is revealed.
“Cover the front and back. I am a human child.”
“Grandma can’t even cover her poo and pee.”
“…”
As the subterranean responded, Amirilla was silent.
The anger in her eyes, everyone in the room knew that she was angry.
“Are you looking down on her mother-in-law?”
“She was like that from the beginning, so why are you only recognizing it now? How much more will I have to work for you to know my truth?”
As Jiha laughed as he wrote the idiom, Epic’s fingertips were filled with fireballs.
If you explode it once, the whole street will burn.
Yegrina, her complexion changed, pointed her spear at her, but her underground held out her hand to stop it.
“No, I deal with this. Because that’s what I started doing. You are waiting.”
Underground strode toward Epic.
Even when he moved, the golden aura continued to rise.
As long as they are in Megi-do, the ritual of ascending to the god is maintained.
In other words, as long as it was inside the catfish, there was no problem at all even if it was hit, fought, and killed.
“Did I not know you were coming? Five days? One week? It’s obvious that you’ll throw it all over if you’re in a bad mood anyway.”
“…”
“No, I’m not criticizing you, so make an impression. The world is coming to an end anyway, so I can break my promise and twist my words.”
Jiha made a sharp mockery while pretending to be generous.
Epic didn’t say anything, but the fireballs on her fingertips multiplied to three.
Was enraged
Jiha stopped in front of Epic, within reach of his fist, and laughed.
It is a preface.
“You didn’t come, I called.”
“Why, a human child?”
Epic asked in a moment of curiosity.
Underground said brightly.
“To George.”
Actions after words.
Jiha stretched her fist forward.
