396 Prelude to War (1)

"Let's leave as soon as we get in touch with the angels. Everyone's waiting in front of the gate."

The rain rose up and said.

The party members nodded out of the room.

"Oh, and Si-hoon."

Kim Si-hoon, who was about to leave the door. "Yes, yes?"

Kim Si-hoon looked at Kang Woo with a visibly perplexed look.

His eyes trembled uneasily and his lips were burning.

The rain asked with a tilt of its head.

"No, I don't even want to eat you. What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, hahaha. No, I'm not feeling well."

Kim Si-hoon scratched his head with an awkward smile.

The heavy rain grinned. "You do that sometimes. Are you nervous?"

"...yes. It's an all-out battle with the Holy See."

Kim replied with a nod. Kang Woo reached out and patted Kim on the shoulder.

"Don't worry too much, just relax. I'll protect you if it's dangerous."

Kim Si-hoon remained tight-lipped.

"By the way, there's a group of people around Hwangseong who want to join you."

"Oh, yes."

He nodded his head with a look of shame and embarrassment.

Since Kim Si-hoon's name spread throughout the continent, people from all over the country have gathered to share their wishes with the hero.

Of course, most of them were warriors who used swords as their main weapon, but there were many magicians, priests, and spirits.

Kangwoo once ordered Kim Si-hoon to distinguish between them and form a private organization like the Cheonrang Unit, thinking he could use them someday.

There was a time when I was a little worried that only a member of the hero's disease would gather, but surprisingly, the warriors who gathered to share their wishes with Kim Si-hoon were on average.

Among them, there was a mixture of superpowers with great skills, just as some silverware sprang up.

"Get them all together.

"Okay."

Kim replied with a nod.

He knew well that this was the time to pull their weight. "I'll be on my way, sir."

"Yes."

Kim Si-hoon bowed his head and went out of the room. 'Where then.'

Rain took out a crystal ball for communication.

Explaining the situation to the party members

Now that it's over, it's time to display the angel.

I contacted Uriel. [What's up, Kangwoo?] I heard a glad voice.

Kang Woo said in a suppressed voice, as if he were holding back his anger.

"The Protestant Church has done something."

[What?]

I repeated what I told the party members once again.

Uriel ran straight to Michael, hurling abuse in the middle.

The angels also cut off communication after hearing that they would head directly to the seat of the saints.

It was time to go to the party members who were waiting for him.

"The Devil."

When I opened the door, Balock called him.

The rain turned its head. "You've been waiting?"

"Yes."

"Why bother? I'm just waiting at the gate with the others."

...."

Balok shut his mouth tightly.

He stared at the rain with a deep look.

He opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Kim Si-hoon..."

"Purple."

Cutting his horse, the rainfall opened its mouth.

"Wasn't it better to wait at the gate?"

Balock closed his eyes slowly. "You knew."

Kangwoo smiled. "It's hard not to know," recalled Kim Si-hoon's expression, which seemed to collapse right away.

How can I not know when I see him?

"...ha."

There was a gasp of laughter.

I was prepared to do so.

Someday, this day will come.

I thought, 'One wrong button.’

The day I'm gonna make everything go wrong.

Tooth

I closed my eyes slowly.

'What are you going to do?' 'I'm not going to do anything about it."

Without any hesitation, I answered.

Balock's eyes grew bigger.

It must have been an unexpected answer. "Once again, you can erase your memory by using the power of dependency."

"I know."

"Or in the first place, the memory itself may be deceiving the enemy as a welcome. If you're talking about the devil, I'll believe you unconditionally."

"I know."

"If not, it would be okay to be honest about what happened at the time. If it's Kim Si-hoon, I understand." "I know."

Deeply sunken eyes, he stared at the register.

Balok trembled with a shudder.

In the eyes of the king who looked at him, there was an endless stream of seaweeds.

the sense that the boundless black sea devours him

"Luck, huck."

I couldn't breathe properly.

The great energy weighed down my whole body.

Balok bowed his head urgently.

"I'm sorry. That was presumptuous."

"As long as you know."

The heavy rain smiled lightly and gathered its energy.

Poo-ha. Balok gave up his blocked breath. The rain turned away. "Let's go."

Balok's lips clapped as if he had something to say, but soon he got up with a deep sigh.

The rain moved on, leaving the record behind.

I have a bad appetite.

To the point where my tongue tingles,

a land desolate with red sand The boy turned his head with a blank look.

"It's coming."

Very thin, the boy's body trembled. "The monster of the Dead Sea... It's coming."

The Taemu drama was tight-lipped.

Hands on a sword hilt with a waistband.

It's cold.

I put the remaining hand in my arms.

Darkness, which lingered like a living life, was in my hands.

Tae Mu-geuk or lastly asked while looking down on it for a while.

"What about the rest of the troops?"

"We've lost a lot."

He turned his head and looked at the marquee army lined up on the red earth.

Like the boy said, the number of the beasts.

There was a significant decrease in compared to the beginning.

"You haven't reached out to him yet?"

asked Fairrpin, biting his lips.

The boy nodded his head. "Oh, shit. Where and what's he doing?""

Profferpin muttered, wrinkling his face.

He turned his head to the Taemu drama and said, "Let's avoid it for now. Give me a little more time. It takes more time to seduce the monster..."

"No."

The Taemu drama shook its head. The processorphins stared at him with eight fierce eyes.

The black tentacle wriggled hideously.

'What, do you think I won't be able to seduce him?' 'I don't mean that."

The Taemu drama stared into the air.

Jjeok, Jjeok,

Cracks were seen on the surface of the barely recovered nodule. "Here it is."

Wham!

The scaffolding twisted open, and a brilliant golden light leaked out.

A golden crack was made in the air.

It wasn't just one or two. Dozens and hundreds of cracks. In it, an army of angels, men, and gods walked out.

The first thing that came out was eight pages.

He was a boy with blue hair with wings.

"Well... there's a lot of dirty stuff."

Freak! Freak!

The boy with blue hair made a face.

The boy's hands were splashed with a blue thunderstorm. "Heehee, why, this is better, right? Sounds like fun.

The woman with a bottle of liquor in one hand actually smiled.

I gulped down the remaining half of the liquor.

"Oh! It's Dizzy!"

"...crazy girl."

The boy with blue hair shook his head as if he was getting sick of it.

"...cheery. It was you."

An angel with short blond hair stared furiously at the Taemu drama.

He was an angel who knew the Taemu drama well.

"Michael."

Michael took a thick book out of his arms.

Hundreds of pages of books, which seemed to be light, were shining brightly. "Hey, is this a number?"

The red-haired woman, who followed the angels, looked at the marquee legion lined up with surprise.

At a glance, thousands seemed to be lightly over.

I can't believe that's the number in the fight against the Church.

How much more was there originally?

"Whoa, whoo. Damn, this world shouldn't have come."

The red-haired woman gasped and cried as if calming her frightened heart.

I was breathing hard, but...

My heart was surprisingly steady.

There was not even a movement.

Like a hard wooden board, like a gum stick to an asphalt.

Very fine, even the seeds of the dandelion won't shake...

"What? Suddenly, I feel like shit.

De."

Cha twisted her expression while scratching her ears.

He looked around his head and looked around with fierce open eyes.

I could see Han Seol-ah walking. "Seol-ah, do you think you're cursing me?" "Sigh." Han, ignoring Cha's words lightly, glared at one person.

He has a black tentacle hair.

She was a ninja woman.

Growl, growl.

Han stared at her with a grinning look.

"My husband... You're going to take it away?

It is a word that does not inspire prayer.

Never, never, ever.

You shouldn't leave it alone. A gruesome life came out of Han Seol-ah's eyes, and a huge energy crushed the surroundings.

"...hm."

Cha hurriedly turned her head away from Han.

I realized instinctively that I shouldn't even mix words with her now.

Looking at the army walking out of the golden rift, the Taemu drama remained tight-lipped.

There were quite a few troops there, but there was only one in his eyes. No, I couldn't see anything but a monster in a human mask.

"You're here."

The Taemu drama grazed at the monster, clutching a sword hilt.

My body trembled slightly.

Is this the pre-war thrill, or the unconscious fear of the monster?

The Taemu drama was unknown. What he can tell is. The fight against this monster.

The inevitable.

The battle with him was inevitably felt.

"Yes, I did."

The rainfall wrenched its lips and moved away.

Stretching. Stuttering.

My heart pounded like crazy whenever I moved.

He stared at his enemy with a look full of joy and thrill.

As the rain stepped forward, all eyes were focused on him.

I had no choice but to.

His presence as the head of the enemy was staring at the rain, and even the archangel and Kim Si-hoon were watching the rain. "Huh?"

Feeling his eyes focused on himself, Kang Woo looked perplexed. What's this?’

Everyone is focusing on themselves, regardless of their enemies or allies.

The atmosphere is so.

It was like a slogan to mark the beginning of a war.

'Oh, Shiba, I can't remember now that it's coming up.'

When I commanded the demons in hell, there was nothing to shout about.

If left alone, they fought for themselves.

Damn it.

The rain turned to Cha Yeon-ju.

"Hey, your old chant was good. This time again, you..."

"What's wrong with this?"

Cha smiled and continued.

"You have to shout your own slogan here. If it's short and intense,

"Seodo, the slogan of fraud just exploding!"

In the past, in the war in the Manchuria field, there was a chance of revenge, which passed on command to him and disappeared somewhere.

Cha smiled and looked at Kangwoo as if he wanted you to feel the pressure. "...oh, shit."

A low curse word came from the mouth of the rain.

I felt intuitively that I could not avoid it.

I rolled my head at a high speed.

'Oh, come to think of it.’

I remembered a movie I watched while rolling around on the sofa with Ekidna.

I don't know what it means, but it was a very nice slogan. 'Okay, let's go to that. The rain nodded and stamped its feet roughly.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

The earth shook.

A huge golden glow burst forth.

Like the sun appeared on the red earth.

A look.

It was a brilliant, wonderful sight. The heavy rain lifted the golden sword high.

He shouted in a roar

"Revenge! "Revenge!

He lowered the raised sword to aim at the king of beasts.

"...assemble it."