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Published at 8th of December 2023 08:42:33 AM


Chapter 247

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“Marakia. Close the door. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said in a somewhat lame voice.

When Kim Sung-chul ordered, Marakia at the door closed.

Unexpectedly at the door of the event, Tygon was embarrassed, but like a senior heresy, he quickly pushed through the door trying to regain coolness and close.

“Let’s talk a moment!”

Tygon pushed the door and said urgently.

Maracaia did not lose.

He aimed to show the results of the flame essence received by Kim Seong-chul.

Tygon Bosborod discovered that a small fluffy bird was pushing himself from the other side of the door.

‘This penguin. Why are you so strong? ‘

The fighting between Tygon and Marrakech continued for some time.

It was a terrible sight indeed.

Kim Sung-chul said,

“Stop it and open it. Let me hear a word. ”

After a while, Tygon Bosvorot of the face mentioned above entered the room.

“What’s up? The cult’s heresy inquisitor who came to me came to visit me. ”

Kim Sung-chul said bluntly.

He was exiled by both the Mura and Horasan denominations of the Human Empire, but had not had good relations with both denominations before.

They were overly stiff and knowledgeable and opposed the case when they tried something new.

Kim Sungchul He does not deny the denomination itself, but its seniors hated it without exception.

A senior heresy examiner would be a figure within five fingers of the denomination.

Tygon Bosvorot, sitting in front of Kim’s bedside chair, turned his chair over his bed while gazing at Marakia over the door.

There is quite a clunky feeling for the actions of a high priest.

“Bio to apologize for the first visit.”

Tygon said so and stared at Marakia again. At least it seemed to care. About the one who stopped you from the other side of the door.

Maracaia had already closed his eyes leaning on his bed whether he had lost interest in Tygon.

“I am not feeling well so I want to finish it short.”

Kim Sung-chul opened his mouth.

Tygon glanced at Kim Sung-cheol’s chest bandage with blood stains.

‘Sure, the rumor was real.’

At that time, Kim’s frosty eyes looked at Tygon’s eyes.

Tygon felt as though the body’s blood was frozen at the moment.

It was a silent warning.

Quickly tell the key and leave here.

The ritual cleverly peculiar to the denomination is Van Tygon, but he broke the ritual and took it out of the soul store from the treasure of his own.

From his enclosed palm was a small stone floating in the air with a subdued green hue.

A precious stone that is lighter than air, but possesses this magical power in itself and floats in the sky.

It is said that the main material of the collaborative line is the empty palace over Lagranje, and the entire lower part is made of floating stones.

By the way, the floating stone itself is an important resource to be designated as a strategic material in each country, but it is not very rare.

It was hard for Kim Sung-cheol to guess Tygon’s intentions simply by showing a floating stone.

Tygon recaptures the floating stone on the palm of his hand, takes out a pen, writes something on paper, and sticks it out to Kim.

[If you have a listener, it is difficult. I have a word that I would like to make an appointment for. ]

Looks pretty security-conscious.

“It’s okay. There is nothing here. ”

In fact, the room was secured.

There are no common invisible watcher’s eyes and no secret magic.

There is an attendant who waits not far from the door, but his task is to attend. No secret missions such as eavesdropping on the room’s conversations have been given, nor are they capable.

It would be the instructions of the royal nymphs, or of the next Horneco.

It was well known that it was a small exploration room that was able to perform a thin trick against the world’s enemy Kim Seong-chul.

Kim Sungchul All of it was understood through his own senses and the eyes of truth, legendary soulfulness.

“Tell me here.”

Kim Seong-cheol said with power.

The second great tycoon in the world called the enemy of the world said so. Tygon, though embarrassing, thinks it is right to follow his words, and walks up to Kim Sung-chul, like a timid girl.

“This is taken from the tower of the hermit.”

Kim Seong-cheol tilted his head slightly.

There is no floating stone there.

The only place where a rich stone can be mined is the first-class coal mine owned by an empire.

“There was a battle between the ships. Perhaps a by-product of a crashed ship. ”

Tygon resolutely shook his head.

His eyes, which had been distracted for a while, had a strong conviction for his senior heresy.

“This floating stone came from the tower of the hermit.”

“If you know that, the empire will soon receive the Tower of the Hermit.”

“No Joke.”

Tygon said so, he took a small globe out of his arms. Commonly used by high priests.

‘What are you going to do?’

You do not know what you are going to do.

Tygon memorized an incomprehensible spell with a floating stone in one hand and an Earth in the other.

In the midst of the familiar passages, it seemed to memorize a quick recitation of the prayer from the denomination.

Kim Seong-chul hates them.

“Marakia. Get rid of this mongrel! ”

Kim Sungchul was not forgiven.

Marakia flashed his eyes and smashed his wings in front of this troublesome human.

“Wait a minute!”

It was a moment when Marakia grabbed Tygon’s hem with his bare hands.

From his right hand holding a floating stone, a bright light leaked through the gap between the fingers.

Kim Sungchul Did not show much interest and Maracaia had now begun to pull Tygon.

Crisis moments, Tygon shouted timidly like a girl.

He lifted his right hand.

A little miracle happened.

The floating stone, which had a nature of staying in heaven all the time, lost its power and remained on the palm of a hand like an ordinary stone.

Kim Seong-chul’s eye of truth, the eyes of truth, has been activated.

There is no sign of deception.

“Marakia. It’s not a merchant. ”

Kim Seong-chul tells you that Marrakech is 쳇! And turned back.

As the penguin of horror retired, Tygon sighed with relief and gave Kim Seong-chul a floating stone that had lost his temper.

Kim Sungchul refused to shake his head.

There was no need to touch.

Instead, he asked a question with a sincere voice toward Tygon Bosvorot.

“What happened?”

“It’s very rough and talks about the core. Two denominations you know well have a duty unknown to the world. ”

Kim Seong-chul, who pretended to be surprised but expressed his feelings that he did not want to hear.

Tygon continued the story by devising a way to end the introduction as succinctly as he felt the cold sweat flowing on his back.

“The hidden responsibilities of Mount Hora are the purification of life. It is their duty to destroy the life of injustice that God has not permitted in this world. Recently I almost disappeared…

Kim Seong-cheol stopped Tygon’s words when he saw signs of getting longer.

“The duty of the denomination is the cleansing of the earth.”

Tygon stared at a floating stone that lost power in his right hand.

“You may know, but in the beginning this land was a world full of floating stones. It was a harsh land for a two-footed being. Orderly, have mercy on us, have empowered us, to subdue the riches, and to create the present world. ”

Kim Sungchul did not hang on here.

His words coincided with the words of the original dragon.

Tygon, however, misunderstood that Kim Sung-chul’s silence urged him to hurry and continued.

“But as time passes, the piety of men thins and falls, and the power of God also loses its power, and the floating stone makes its own qualities. It’s a hidden cause of earthquakes. The earthquake that happened in the ancient kingdom about 100 years ago also happened. Anyway! It’s right to be called floating stones, or floating islands, all over the world. Such things are lodged everywhere. ”

“So what is the duty of the denomination?”

“Sewing a sealed floating stone by God. That is the ritual of purification in our church. ”

Saying so, Tygon spilled the stone down on the palm of his hand.

The stone, which was once a floating stone, rolled and rolled to the ground like an ordinary stone.

“I have come to see you for one fact.”

The chief examiner’s eyes flashed.

Kim Sungchul asked his head in an insignificant way.

Tygon uttered the words of the thunder as if he had waited.

“Are you an enemy of the Apocalypse?”

It is Kim’s theory that words do not need to be lengthened.

For the first time, Tygon asked the most important questions regardless of Kim’s involvement.

Kim is a favorite way of communication.

Kim Sungchul shook her head.

Tygon’s face was hardened.

Then Kim said.

“I’m not a friend either. But one thing is certain…

“What is certain… ? ”

“They are looking for me.”

Kim Sungchul He smiled faintly and indicated a scar on his blood-stained chest.

The first time a satisfying smile came to Tygon’s mouth.

“Also, my predictions were correct.”

Kim Sungchul At first, I felt a little bit uninteresting, and the slightly comical encounter with Tygon was going to be a variable for what to do next.

“What did you come for?”

Kim Seong-cheol asked, raising his back slightly in the bed.

Tygon glanced at Marakia and responded in a meaningful tone.

“An enemy is called a friend. Of course, it would be awkward for you to be a friend of our denomination, but that’s what matters. ”

“…. The enemy of the world than me? ”

Tygon patted his half-beard whiskers, sorted out his thoughts, and then shouted.

“I believe you will remember the followers of the disaster. The crowds that once struck you like Paris during the time of the empire. ”

“It’s been a long time heard.”

“The followers of the plague are now mostly absorbed by the denomination. It was hard to believe at first. You know, you are Cheol Cheon Ji-soo, the murderer of the Archmage Balzac, the father of the followers of the disaster, and the denomination is a religious organization that takes you as a Savior. ”

Kim Seong-cheol and the followers of the disaster is the relationship between water and oil. Evidence is shown in one part of Kim’s curse.

Curse of Archmage Balzac.

Balzac is the godfather of followers of disaster.

He was a follower of disasters and possessed a kite and a kite from around the world, making it difficult for Kim Seong-chul, the head of the Empire, to deal with publicly.

Kim Sungchul Killed him with his will.

When the head died, the followers of the plague were scattered, and they had to keep their faith in the dark.

“I felt the question there.”

“The Apocalypse is using you.”

Kim Sungchul did not say much, but inside was feeling fresh.

I never thought.

Among the heresy inquisitors who only have the skills to revive like cockroaches, there is a person with a spinning head.

In silence, Tygon reopened.

“It is an evil spirit for the apocalyptic denomination to truly serve.”

Kim Seong-chul’s eyes came to mind.

“The term refers to the wicked hordes cast out of the world of gods, led by order and neutral gods. Now they are defeated by the Order and are trapped in purgatory at the end of the transcendental world. ”

“How do you know?”

Tygon replied, picking up the stone that had fallen on the floor.

“This stone is undeniable evidence.”

There is only one being who harms it.

Being called evil spirits.

Those who serve them will be said to be true enemies of the Murah denomination whose mission is to purify the earth.

“From the standpoint of the denomination, the doomsday denomination. They are the enemies of the true world. ”

His eyes had no compromise or doubt.

Kim Sungchul I was interested in such a character.

A hostile and cooperative relationship that is hostile to each other.

Rather, it might be better.

The always suspicious and vigilant relationship is far better than putting a knife of betrayal behind a pleasant humor of friendship and love.

Tygon opened his mouth in a different mood.

“For that reason, I would like to cooperate with you. Information we can give you…

Kim Sungchul Now I felt a familiar unclean energy over the wall.

Kim Sungchul immediately rose in bed and shouted sharply.

He sat around Bertelgia and jumped.

The next moment, a wall broke through and something flew.

Tygon collapsed with blood.

Kim Seong-cheol’s sword of imperial chief presented to Dichter king of Nimpa.

Kim Sungchul stared at Tygon, who fell indifferently. The eyes are turned white and do not even move.

Kim Sungchul stared over the wall with cold sunken eyes.

A man stood in the distance.

A man snarls with black flames over a hole through several walls.

Kim Sungchul did not recognize him at a glance, but his new sense of transcendence responded.

[Deheater. King of Nymphas

Kim Seong-chul’s hand, a symbol of him, a new arm appeared.




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