369 It is time to take off the mask (1)

The northernmost of the continent. The white floating island on the sea.

The floating island, which had a brilliant beauty with a gentle glow flowing out, was grayed out by black smoke and ashes.

"Crazy!"

Uriel's lips twitched well at the miserable sight of Santangelo.

He was seen holding back his fist and holding back his rising anger.

"That's terrible."

Rain turned his head and looked around the ruined Sant'Angelo.

The ancient beasts that attacked Santangelo seemed to have been cleared up, but there were still traces of the terrible battle.

I jumped over the broken wall and looked around.

There are two reasons why the rain came to Sant'Angelo.

One was, as I told Michael, to look at the assault and get a clue.

The other one is.

"Where are the bodies of the beasts who attacked Sant'Angelo?"

It was to eat up all the leftovers.

Because the situation is so high, we can't expect further growth with enough food, but if the target is an ancient beast, the story is different.

"It's more comfortable to do it together when you digest the Holy Grail of Pain."

The seat of suffering, gnawed by the power of artillery, has yet to be absorbed into his strength and nourishment.

As soon as Michael appeared as soon as he ate the pain, he did not have enough time to digest.

It is better to digest all the ancient beasts at once without having to share them.

"Maybe by now, Miss Gabriel is collecting the bodies of the beasts in one place."

"I see."

I don't know who Gabriel is, but it was good news that the bodies of the beasts were brought together anyway.

The annoyance has been relieved. "Can you guide me where Lucifer attacked first?"

We're still collecting the bodies of the beasts, so we'll have to wait a little bit.

In the meantime, it is better to deal with the first purpose.

The rainfall followed Michael to the place where the legacy of the demon was kept.

"This is it."

A place where you can feel breathtakingly powerful.

The moment you set foot in an underground vault made of domes. "Laugh!"

The rain crouched, gripping his left chest. What is this?

My whole body is burning hot. As if the maggie mixed in the blood caused a seizure, the rough maggie's movement beyond the magi control shook the inside.

The look of the rain twisted violently.

It was the place where the legacy of the demon was sealed.’

It's an extreme shape that stimulates the power of the body, which is full of energy.

The demon, which had been crushed in the abyss, felt as if it had a seizure.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shut your mouth, man.

Force the energy of a runaway demon to subside.

As I took a few breaths, I felt the voice of the demon gradually faded.

'What's wrong?' 'Gangwoo, what's going on?"

Michael and Uriel turned to the rain.

"No, I don't think the wounds I suffered from Lucifer before have healed completely."

He replied with a grimace on his face.

Michael's expression hardened. "...the reward of valor is as good as it can be." You've been in a lot of trouble."

"The reward of the Dragon God?""

Uriel was surprised to hear that he used the credit of bravery.

Michael nodded with a wry smile.

Gaia, your whole family died to naebeo ryeo can not."

"Mr. Michael..."

Uriel looked at him with tears in his eyes as if he was moved.

The potion Michael gave to him was more valuable than I thought.

There is nothing but God's blessing to raise the price to absolute.

In addition, you can learn the control, quality, and magic of horsepower, so there will be no such treasure. "It doesn't mean much to have more control of horsepower.’

It wasn't because it wasn't mana to form the basis of his power. Magic, horsepower, or power. It was essentially the same in that it was a "power" containing individual will and characteristics.

Originally, if the control of horsepower increased, the control of horsepower would have naturally increased. 'But you didn't make it.

There is only one possibility to think about.

It's not like you're going to get rewarded for what you're brave enough to do.

It's not something that I can't understand. It's not like you're losing control like you're adding and subtracting control.

While with Han Seol-ah, his control of the horse went beyond phenomenal levels to a heterogeneous level.

Taking a pill doesn't mean it's going to go up.

'Well, still.

It is not without a harvest.

Once the price has gone up, the amount of maggots you can handle is exploding.

Not only did it increase to but it also increased its performance and horsepower at once. 'The other stands are a little higher now."

No longer did Statt reach a point of meaninglessness, but it was still a good feeling to grow.

"I'll have to study the magic of words later."

Even if it's hard to find what's helpful to you, you might find something to help Ekidna.

"Whoa, I'm totally fine now."

After thinking about it, Kangwoo got up.

I was relieved by Uriel's expression.

Kangwoo smiled and tapped Uriel on the shoulder and looked around.

When he first came in, he couldn't do it because he had a fit, but the surrounding area was full of traces of battle.

'This is.'

The rain has narrowed its eyes.

I could not find much information in the battle trail.

But if there's one thing I've got.

At least the Holy Grail of Pain didn't miscarry."

Just by looking at the traces carved on it, it was easy to see.

The Holy See of Pain cannot produce such a trace.

To make this trace in a place where the demon is protected with a great deal of strength to cause a seizure.

"Huh? Why are you laughing all of a sudden? Did you find out anything?"

Uriel asked.

The rain shook its head unknowingly, lowering its mouth.

"Nothing."

Boom boom.

My heart is pounding.

A strong hunger squeezes my stomach. The saliva around my mouth seemed to spill inadvertently.

There was an urge to track down the criminal who immediately threw away the plan or anything and robbed the legacy. 'You have to hold it in.'

Breathe in deeply.

He desperately repressed the urge of desire to boil down.

If you are blinded by desire here, the result is obvious.

'It's too big you can't handle the divinity.'

The level of pain was overcome by a magma that ignored the difference in divinity.

However, if it is enough to make this trace, it will not be able to compete in simple quantities.

'I wonder if there's about three things.'

a card for him to use

a room where you can fight and win against a powerful force of divinity.

'Use the opening door or.

It's a rejection.

The risk of opening doors is too great.

It is right not to use unless necessary. 'Then you'll use the magic or chaos line technology on the abyss.’

Either is not satisfactory. I can handle the magi on the abyss.

However, it is limited, and chaos-based technologies are risky.

A force that cannot be handled perfectly sometimes becomes more threatening than an enemy. 'It's best to be able to handle the divinity."

The rain looked down at its body. It's not that he has no faith. Deep in the bayonet lies the creatures of his character that he has eaten so far.

No, everything else is aside, but the prestige of the body is melted.

There is no way that there is no divinity.

The problem is that I can't handle it.

In order to deal with the divinity, he has no choice but to acquire 'dignity'.

"Is there no other way but to complete the path of becoming a demon?"

There's only one condition left, but if he only gets the lower level of chaos, he can earn his credentials.

It's not something you can do right now.

Then, it is not a wise choice to pursue the seat of evil that has stolen the inheritance right now.

Now was the time to do what I could do first.

"I don't think there's much information available."

"...is that so."

Michael hardened his face as if he was disappointed.

The rain turned to him and continued.

'I have a question for you.' 'Oh, yes. What is it?"

"Michael, you are the gods of the gods.

How long can't you reach me?"

He also knew about the other gods, including Gaia.

There will be a means of contacting the gods of the New World. "That's right."

As expected, Michael nodded.

"Can I get in touch with HiLF, too?"

"No, they're in a different place from the gods, so I don't have a way to contact them."

"I see."

nod one's head calmly

It wasn't that disappointing.

I heard that there is no one who can communicate with HiLF through Douglas.

Even if it were the head of angels or other gods.

"How long can we stay hidden in a place where no one knows?"'

The rain looked down at his hand as it raised its mouth.

If you can't find them, they crawl out.

All I have to do is make a crab.

Preparations for him are almost complete.

'Because of this."

The trouble has gone down.

Assaulting Sant'Angelo, slaughtering angels, and stealing the inheritance of the demon.

"It's hard to make a cause like this.'

It is a good opportunity in many ways.

There is no reason not to take advantage of this opportunity.

"If you can reach the gods in the world, I'd like to ask you a favor.

I have a crab."

"Please?"

Michael tilted his head.

The heavy rain smiled.

"I don't like it because I'm helping them."

What can we do?

There was no other way to get Lucifer to the criminal.

"My request..."

dry soil

The presence of a red mask stood tall in the area of red sand reminiscent of blood.

He was staring into the air, looking either side still.

Someone walked up to him standing still.

Black tentacles that shake. Yellow pus splashes everywhere from the tip.

Eight eyes reminiscent of a spider glowed with a charming light.

"Did you hear that? The Holy See of Pain is dead."

A strange voice came out.

The woman with a black tentacle licked her lips by sticking out her long tongue like a snake.

the seat of sexual desire

They are the ones who gave birth to demons with the absolute beauty of the circus.

The god of the yumma, the proffin.

Her appearance is a different beauty from the usual circus.

It was you.

Of course,

By demon standards,

"I heard."

A lethargic voice flowed through the red mask.

A hard voice, as if all emotions had disappeared.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

A cloth covering the body narrowly flowed down.

"Michael must have killed you, right?"

"I will."

"Huh. Now what? Michael knew we were here."

She asked with sparkling eyes.

The man in the red mask answered calmly.

"I don't care."

He took something out of his arms.

Darkness wriggling like a living life.

"No, I'd rather say yes."

He went on in silence.

'Because we were about to reveal our existence anyway.'

"Yeah. Why not? So far, I've kept him from going anywhere."

Things have changed."

The man in the red mask lifted the wriggling darkness.

"Now is the time... for fear."

against the seat of evil

It was time to raise the fear of their existence.

Human, angel, god.

All of them should be terrified before the name of the god.

Shivering pitifully, you must keep your head on the floor.

Only this

"We can bring Paul back to life.

a sense of fear hanging over the whole continent

Only by absorbing the feelings of wealth could the heritage be completed.

"For that, fear needs to be directed at us."

Simply feeling fear is meaningless.

In order to absorb the feelings of wealth, fear must be directed at the god.

It was not difficult to spread the fear of the demon, if it was the seat of evil that once massacred countless beings on the side of the demon.

"That's why you sacrificed the Saints of Pain?"

He smiles thickly, and have a deep smile.

Ask.

"Huh. Me, you know that? That you sealed the identity of the Saints of Pain."

The man in the red mask turned away without answering.

Gahaha, Profferpin burst into laughter.

"Well, I don't care because I didn't like him that much either."

Slowly approach him, extend his black tentacles and grope for his chest.

"You're not going to let me do that?"

Wink.

He closed his four eyes and said in a charming voice.

Unlike his cute voice, the deep life contained in it is suffocating.

The red mask was not answered by the man again.

He passed the processorphins and stood on a wide stretch of red ground.

"Come on.

He opened his arms to the red earth.

"Children of the Stars."

with a thud

The red earth trembles.

Sand rises and monsters wearing red devil masks are revealed one by one.

Dozens, hundreds, thousands. an enormous number of beasts to fill the red earth

The mythical days. The forces created by the demon. The man in the red mask spoke quietly to the beasts.

It`s time to take off the mask.

Fear.

It is time to swallow the whole world with an inalienable despair. The man in the red mask slowly reached out and grabbed the mask.

Take off one's mask.

The face of a man with a hideous sword across his face was revealed.

Pale skin and dark purple dark circles around the eyes.

The terrible scams flowing out of the body, and the earth in the Old Hell, black.

It was stained and rotten.

a Taemu drama

He was one of the heroes who once killed a demon along with Gaia and Seraphim.

And

"What's the reaction of the gods? What's it called?"

The Taemu drama approached the boy looking up at the sky with a blank expression.

Michael is closely related to the gods.

The information that the seat of evil has begun to move will soon fall into the ears of the gods. "The gods..."

The boy with blank eyes continued.

"I'm angry."

The Taemu drama nodded. Only the corners of my mouth glides up from a lethargic look.

'Angry.'

Anger at the seat of evil

'But soon.'

The anger will be despair.

Despair will be a fear, a nourishment for the inheritance of the demon. "Yes. Tell him to burn his anger to his heart's content..."

"The gods... to Lucifer, angry.

There is."

What?

"Michael told the gods... The man who attacked Santan Zelo and stole his inheritance was Lucifer."

He didn't do it.