Chapter 702

Episode 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.

Then 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 calm eyes.

He thought about stepping on his head and bursting it, but soon 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 the floor, she sat lightly on a chair.

He 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.

“What should I call this? Are you really drinking? Called Medina Isaela?”

“Yes.”

“What should I call you?”

“Call it drunk.”

Medina Isaela stared at the sky with indifferent 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.

I shook my head in a row.

In fact, he was cautious because he had heard the meaning of his true name from the light angel Bered.

However, since it is a demon, I did not want to call it Medina or Isaelani.

So I decided to do it like the first time I 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 laughed.

Hearing the title ‘that side’ reminds me of the days I spent with him in Woongchunju.

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 with an impudent face.

Medina Isaela was subtly surprised by the courage of the younger enemy.

Such an attitude in front of a Demon God with only half-god level inaction.

I wasn’t offended though.

Perhaps it is because he is an existence that escapes the causality of this world.

“Accident?”

“Hot! How could the ‘Brahma oral tradition’ and the ‘Brahma yokgyewangjaecheon’ described by him be a coincidence?”

“...”

Yeonjeokha could not refute.

To be honest, it seemed that the book was written by Oral Brahma, the ‘God of the Three Thousand’.

‘If that’s the case, it means that the oral tradition also stayed in the lower world (the world of the lower world)...’

A thrill arose at the moment.

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 is 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 enemy enemy.

I turned around the words of love.

“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 Mt. Beomcheon. 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 with new eyes.

It is rather fortunate that her interest has shifted to meeting Gujeon-Bumcheon.

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.”

“...”

After hearing their obsession with the serial astronomy, I couldn’t say anything.

“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 serial.

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.”

“You say you want to get out of this damn 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 the enemy, I almost threw my upper body back and fell over.

I jumped up at the place of dating, thinking that I had shown rudeness 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? Medina Isaela, who drank like a human?”

The voice of Isaela Medina stood sharp.

Yeonjeokha did not lose and faced it.

“Why is Gwangmyeongjincheon here? And you said that neither of you are real gods anyway? Are you confused because people around you say that you are the greatest god?”