Chapter 759

759 times. It’s an embarrassingly

grandiose introduction, but no Elyos ridiculed Venerable Taeeul.

When Basilio Elda, the commander of the Confederate Army, who had blinked his eyes with a bewildered face, got up from his seat, the Elyos commanders also rose from their chairs.

Before long, the commander of the Confederate Army was silent.

“I am Basilio Elda, Commander of the Confederate Army. I’ve heard a lot about the Grand Master. We warmly welcome you to Chaoyang City.”

I glanced at the commander of the Confederate Army.

Unlike her beautiful appearance, the middle-aged Mibu spoke bluntly like a man.

Looking at her reminded me of Blaze, the adjutant of the commander of the Western Army.

“It is related.”

Yeonjeokha responded with a light nod of his head.

Considering the relationship between humans and Elyos, it’s an arrogant greeting, but what kind of rival is a normal human?

Basilio Elda smiled brightly and introduced the Elyos commanders.

“Starting from here, I am Deputy Commander Cornelio and Chief of Staff Justus Adjutant Eider.”

The three Elyos in turn bowed their heads to Yeonjeokha.

Every time that happened, unlike the time of the commander of the Confederate Army, who had a rivalry, he nodded his head as if he could not be seen.

It discriminates according to the target.

After the introduction of the Elyos, Basilio Elda glanced at the True Gods.

Naturally, Yeonjeokha’s gaze also turned to Majo and the North Head Goddess who were sitting in the table of honor.

Mazu and the North Star exchanged glances.

After fighting at the banquet hall, the two had confronted each other on every occasion, but that wasn’t the problem now.

The moment the Grand Master entered the tent, the two realized that his inaction was worse than theirs.

Of course, it is a well-known fact that the Grand Master is a half-god.

However, it was said that he killed the Demon God and the Demon King, but he was really a demigod.

The demigods killed the true gods, especially the supreme gods.

The problem lies here.

Jinsins are the beings who rose to their place by polishing themselves.

To them, the sword spirit of the clan was nothing more than an object outside the body, as it was a divine weapon.

This is because it is a borrowed power, not one’s own.

Until now, there has been no existence that has risen to the position of Jinsin with something other than his own ability.

That’s why Majo and the North Head god find out what the Great Master is doing and don’t know what to do.

They hesitated, not knowing how to treat the insignificant Grand Master except for the sword spirit.

‘Are you treating the half-body right?’

‘Or should I treat you like the highest god?’

It was a very important issue for the jinsin who had to protect the order of this world.

The conversation between the Grand Master and the Elyos ended before they could come to a conclusion.

Mazu looked at the Grand Master several times.

Still, he’s a demigod.

Considering Grand Master’s age, it’s surprising, but that’s not what’s important now.

‘Is that because of the Sword Spirit!’

Among the sect and the Elyos, the great master’s sword spirit was no longer a secret.

He, who was once a human, also has a sword spirit.

However, the reason he ascended to the throne was because he risked his life to polish his spirit.

How should we treat the great master who killed the supreme gods by relying on the spirit of the sword?

Glancing at the North Star, he too had a troubled face.

However, the two Jinshin’s troubles did not last long.

The moment their eyes met with the Great Master, Majo and the North Head god raised their bodies reflexively.

It was because he couldn’t be reckless with him just because he killed the supreme god.

Bukdu God said while hiding his awkwardness with a big smile.

Mazo did not answer and turned away.

It’s because I don’t want to talk to the North Star anymore.

Yeonjeokha walked towards the two Jinshin.

The North Head Goddess, who continued to talk to Mazu, looked up at the Grand Master with a shy face.

“What is it?”

“It’s no big deal. I have something I want to tell you two.”

Yeonjeokha’s words became shorter.

Mazu’s face hardened slightly with tension.

The expression on the face of the North Head god, who had been talking nonsense for the sake of face, was serious.

“Because I have met several beings who claim to be gods? But by my standards, they weren’t real gods. So I thought about it and figured it out. Do you know what it is?”

At the words of the grand master who criticized the true gods, Mazu and the North Divine Army’s breathing became rough.

Like it or not, he continued to say.

“The criterion for distinguishing true, demigod, servant, etc. was strength. Gogoshin was the best, and Jinshin was a true master. It is said that it is a god or a god, but in fact, it is a word that distinguishes a master. Can Jinxin make it rain? Can you bring the dead back to life? can’t you? The only thing Jinshin knows how to do is fight. Am I wrong?”

“....”

Majo and the Northern Divine Army could not refute the words of the Grand Master.

Not because I agreed with him, but because I was afraid of him who killed the demon.

“Okay then, let’s think about it here. I killed the Demon God and the Demon King. Then I’m the best no?”

Yeonjeokha stared at Mazu and the North Star.

Seeing his eyes urging him to answer, Mazu and the North Head god reluctantly shook their heads.

“Do you see me as half-baked?”

This is a question, but it is a question of whether mana still looks like a demigod.

Mazu and the North Star shook their heads excitedly.

If he said no, he was in an atmosphere where he would at least cut himself, so he was following his instincts.

“Yes, I am the best. Would you say you’re the best god here? yes?”

Mazu and the North Head god nodded their heads even though they said no in their heads.

“The supreme god is standing, but the true gods are sitting?”

At the great master’s point, Majo and the North Head Goddess gritted their teeth and stood up.

“I wasn’t going to say this, but I have to. I killed the Demon King in Ungcheonju, which I drank in Yeongcheonju. That I came across Kuju to Suyakju. To clean up your shit.”

“...”

I don’t know anything else, but that’s true, so Majo and the North Head god quietly lowered their eyes.

“If the two of them joined forces, they would have won even if Barmas the Blood Lion was holding Barracuda Grandfather instead of Barracuda. By the way, I heard that they were leisurely fighting among themselves in front of the enemy? Did you brazenly compare Sword Spirit and Barracuda in front of the supreme god on such a topic?”

The intensity of the criticism was getting stronger, but Mazu and the North Dipper couldn’t even open their mouths.

If the Grand Master had just come out like that from the beginning, he might have fought regardless of life or death.

However, Majo and the North Head god, who gradually got used to the harsh language, took the abusive language for granted.

“I warn you, if you make that comparison in front of me again, I will tear your mouth out. okay?”

The North Star looked at Mazu and hesitated to answer.

It was devastating to listen to threats that he hadn’t heard even in his human days.

However, the initiative had already passed to the Grand Master.

“Aren’t you going to answer me?”

Unable to withstand the pressure, the North Stars replied with a crawling sound.

“...I see.”

“Okay? Am I your friend?”

As the Grand Master pushed on without a chance to breathe, the North Head god closed his eyes tightly.

“...All right.”

“That one?”

Yeonjeokha’s gaze turned to Mazo.

However, Majo’s pride was different from that of the North Star, who quickly shrank.

Standing still, she suddenly stabbed the Grand Master in the neck with the Tongcheon Tribute.

It was truly a turning point.