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I sat quietly and watched their actions.
After bowing several times, the demigods all knelt down and raised their hands to praise me.
“Great Savior! The glorious one, the shining hero. The name is Polestar. He is a man of dignity who will be remembered forever!”
“Polestar! Polestar!”
Thousands of voices echoing like drums.
Standing in the middle, I was irritated by the hangover-like motion sickness caused by my lack of experience.
Please stop being so upset and come out.
But no matter how much I am, I couldn’t do anything to break the mood in the current situation.
thud! thud! thud!
“reel? “Why are they doing this again?”
The situation got worse. Kachikis, tens of thousands of people who have now returned to Ajin have started banging their heads to bow to me one after another. With tens of thousands of people like that, the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred. My motion sickness got worse. Damn, I need a quiet place to have breakfast.
“They will feel endless gratitude to their Savior, as it is as if they have been given a new life by His grace! Now they are willing to give even their lives for the Savior.”
I waved my hand at Sorettai’s words.
“I understand, so…” go away.”
“Get out!”
“f*ck off? “Savior tells you to get out!”
“Let’s get it out!”
“Everyone get out!”
“go away! go away!”
It was crazy.
I spread my words to tens of thousands of people.
In an instant, the demihumans disappeared like the ebb of the tide.
I grabbed my pounding head and took another nap.
“Captain.”
“Confucius.”
“young master!”
This time the knights interfered.
I sighed and stood up, welcoming them with open arms.
“I am proud of you, my knights.”
Let’s get our strength back later.
* * *
The knights’ condition (I don’t know why, but their consciousness was going back and forth) was so bad that they had to recuperate under the care of the demi-humans for three weeks. Meanwhile, I was given a bracelet with the tribal symbol engraved on it by the leader of each tribe. Symbol of alliance. It is said that the Ajin people will remember grace forever.
We also heard news from the tree tribe in the western jungle.
Their war ended early. In addition to the demon of corruption, there were other powerful demons in this land that were targeting the ‘World Tree’. It is said that the tree people fought against him, but in the end, the World Tree burned down. It wasn’t the devil’s doing. It is said that it was done by a devil-like ‘human’. I looked the other way. I had to hide the fact that he was my brother. Anyway, it is said that the devil-like human killed the devil, and peace came to the land. Although it is a very different peace from Arcia.
* * *
“So Dalby, have the divine beasts now become your flesh and blood?”
From that day on, the five divine beasts disappeared. The power of the stars spread by Dalbi remained throughout the continent and served as a force to chase away demons and protect demi-humans, so it was not the essence of Youngshin. I thought Dalby had absorbed the five divine beasts like Majin Buu.
Vee-
Instead of answering, Dalby opened his mouth wide. Her deer’s teeth were clean and dry. Are you bragging?
The guy was twirling his tongue and suddenly his stomach grumbled and he started spitting out something. Growing up – pure white creeping out of the guy’s mouth… snake. Baeksa draped her body around Dalbi’s throat, sticking out only her head and tilting her head.
[Did you call me?]
“It’s gross.”
I frowned and waved my hand. The white snake returned with a sullen expression. Where are you going, you bastard? Dalby didn’t think anything was wrong. Of course, spirit beasts are not beings to be seen from a biological perspective, but seeing them with the naked eye caused considerable repulsion. Let’s pretend we didn’t see it. That makes me feel at ease. In any case, it was true that Dalbi absorbed the power of the five divine beasts. It was the real Majin Buu. Five divine beasts live inside its body. Should we call them parasitic? No, let’s not think about it from a biological perspective.
“Let’s go back soon.”
Killed the demon of corruption.
Saved this land.
There have been a lot of changes in one month.
The child I saved, Grandpa, is a prophet.
Through his sincerity, the Arsias, a nomadic people who have lived scattered for thousands of years, are trying to form a great union to fight the devil. Even though the demon of corruption disappeared, the war against the demon was not over. Rather, the world was rapidly leading to destruction. The continuous emergence of knights of the apocalypse, behemoths of land and sea, and powerful upper demons –
This wild land may once again be ruled by demons. But the results will be different now and then. The assembled Arcia will be no less powerful than the human empire. The potential will be much greater.
I became their savior and formed a deep alliance. Demihumans were different from humans. Pure, intuitive and worships truth. No matter how much he was controlled by the devil, this is evident from the fact that he accepted the Kachikis who were killing his family not long ago as his colleagues without resistance.
Like humans, it felt like they had a ‘less amount’ of the mean-spirited habit of backstabbing out of necessity.
I felt it during this war. Cheonoecheon, sky above the sky. A strong person like me can single-handedly change the course of the war. But what if there are enemies like me? In the end, the war will be decided by a fight between rivals. In the meantime, I cannot protect those who participated in the war. I need not only stronger power, but also a stronger ‘army’. If Arcia hadn’t helped, all the knights would have died in this war.
Of course, the biggest harvest was gaining Arsia’s loyalty.
The assembled demihuman army will become a powerful ally.
I was on my way back to Quarts on McRaney’s Cracker.
I felt that the knights had become stronger than before.
But there is one puzzling point.
“Are you guys ignoring me?”
The knights who used to be lively and quiet are not saying a word, as if their mouths were locked.
The Arsia shamans suffered such great psychological trauma that they were called, in Ain language, ‘the curse of Beredde.’ In other words, he was diagnosed with a type of aphasia. Even after checking with Cheonan Tong, there were no traces of demonic power infiltrating the area. Are you suffering from the aftereffects of war?
“Huh, I guess so. “They are weak people who have not received the training of dawn.”
Gulshi looked at the knights with pitiful eyes.
According to the guy, the knights ‘died and came back to life.’
It was said that he did not come back to life after death, but that he actually came back to life after death.
experienced death and resurrection. Was the shock big enough to break her spirit?
Since I am not a psychiatrist, I cannot make a hasty diagnosis.
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I felt like I would have to give them a long vacation for the time being.
“Congratulations, Kajuwea. You will now become a semi-noble under Reinberg, part of the Northern Alliance. I will especially grant you territory. The area around Kalbain Village is ostensibly a duchy. “The residents of Kalbain would also welcome you.”
“Yay~”
It was a trivial reaction. Wow, wow, I was expecting such a strong reaction.
It was an intense journey.
It ended with a happy ending, though.
The way back was extremely quiet.
* * *
Meanwhile, in the forest of the western tree tribe.
The mother tree that has connected heaven and earth since the beginning.
Even when countless kings fell and civilizations were destroyed and rebuilt.
The mother tree was always there.
The tree people desperately protected their mother tree. To them, the mother tree was more important than their family and more precious than their own existence. When the lake became dry and there was no rain due to the attack of the great demon army, the tree people willingly gave up their souls to protect the branches and gave their blood to prevent the leaves from withering. The mother tree was everything, the meaning of existence. The tree people were prepared to sacrifice anything for the mother tree, even if it meant their own destruction.
Due to the tree tribe’s desperate resistance, even the demon army was unable to easily capture the mother tree and the forest castle that protected it. As the standoff lasted, the sacrifices of the Tree Clan increased and thousands of people died, but they strengthened their resolve to sacrifice by burying their comrades under the mother tree.
However, the power of the devil was endless, and the tree people were not as strong as their beliefs.
Finally, by sacrificing 10,000 Kachiki, the great evil of disappearance, Cartesus, descends.
The inferno burned the forest, destroying half of the roots of the mother tree.
The tree people did not care about the destruction of the demi-humans. Even if the devil ruled the ancient forest, he was willing to become the devil’s slave as long as the mother tree survived. Capturing their deep disbelief and sweet despair, the demonic jester Foroderege made a secret and mean-spirited offer to the Tree People.
Devil’s contract.
If the tree people claim to be the devil’s servants, the mother tree will bloom forever.
The Tree Tribe, unable to find any more hope in the days of despair, agreed to a deal with the devil.
Soon after.
The castle collapsed and the devil took over the sacred tree.
The demons happily indulged in the mother tree, which contained primordial power. They cut off the head of a tree tribe and hung it on each branch, and fed the devil’s dirty blood and semen to the roots, so that each branch opened with a devil’s egg. The mother tree deteriorated in a matter of days, putting aside tens of thousands of years of endurance. The tree people screamed.
“The promise is wrong! We said that if we sacrifice our lives, we won’t harm the mother tree! “You devil!”
The evil clown’s green face was filled with joy.
[Oh, innocent children. How could I break my promise? Look, hasn’t such a beautiful flower bloomed?]
The severed heads of the Tree Clan are flowers of blood.
The evil clown’s vicious laughter echoed through the forest.
The tree people have lost hope.
The mother tree was everything.
The beings who were supposed to protect them at the risk of death have become corrupted because of themselves –
Their souls are corrupted.
Tree tribe.
The dwarf people born from the roots.
The skin peels off and horns sprout –
Following. The little dwarf turned into a devil.
Grief burns the soul, and malice taints purity.
The tree people were slowly turning into goblins.
[It’s Barrett! The duke will be pleased. I will become the new Hive in place of the Fallen! Hoyoyo!]
It was time for the evil clown to laugh happily and praise himself for his accomplishments.
Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The surprise was just a moment.
It was faster than the mother tree deteriorating.
It was an instant. The tree of the beginning, a huge pillar holding up the sky. The roots cover half of the continent, and the diameter of the tree trunk is as large as the kingdom. A tree that represents the world, and thus the world tree.
A great tree that even the devil could not destroy, so it had no choice but to be corrupted.
The huge and brilliant tree was ‘cut down’ and fell.
The long branches, which stretched out like a railroad bridge, broke and the trunk finally plummeted to the ground.
Destruction continued as if the world was collapsing. Roaring sounds like thunder rang out frequently, and Kachiki and the demons caught up in the explosion and collapse became exhausted.
Shock.
Beyond even corruption –
Because of that.
Strangely enough, the demonization of the tree people stopped.
They were so shocked that they couldn’t even speak.
All I could think about was what caused the mother tree to fall down.
devil? no-
Who would do something like this?
… … .
There is only God.
fantasy,
