The corpse, dressed in puffy clothes, seemed accustomed to carrying a human figure on its shoulders. Even though he was dead, he was still.
The corpse of the zealot who climbed the mountain with me like that laid me down in front of the remains of the great master. I patted the corpse’s shoulder and stood in front of the archbishop’s remains.
He pulled out his bag and brought out a drink.
It is said that even if you drink one cup, your face will turn red like a red flower.
It’s a pity, but if it’s the remains of a great servant, this level should be the right grade.
I poured white rosemary in a glass and sprinkled it next to the remains.
Once to the left, once to the right. back once.
After pouring the drink, I knelt in front of her, holding an empty glass, and sat down. He placed the glass at his feet and tilted the bottle slightly.
Sound in the first.
Fragrance on the second.
Taste on the third.
After pouring the cup three times, I put it in front of her, got up with my hands together, and bowed down in front of the Great Master.
Once, wishing the enemy to be alive.
Once in mourning for the dead.
Then he knelt down again and took the cup in front of her. inhaled
A drunken drink ran down my throat.
And my consciousness clouded.
There is no point in being arrogant.
Rivers are the blood of the Mother Goddess, and the soil and rocks are her flesh?
no-nonsense sound.
They say they have Mother Goddess as their mother, so they are stubborn like the youngest child.
A river is but a drop of sweat on the skin, and the soil and rocks are nothing but bruised skin.
The acid is just a small boil on the body, and Mother God’s blood is only occasionally revealed in the deepest part of the scar.
Because it is so necessary and important for us to drink the river and cultivate the land. It is a mistake to think that it is also important to Mother Goddess.
In fact, compared to Mother Mother Goddess, we are so small that we are not even ants.
read at noblemtl.com
Mother God’s blood is lava flowing under the volcano. The only flesh of Mother Goddess is the sea of steel that contains the hot lava.
never seen Ha, isn’t it obvious?
As an aphid crawling on the skin considers the tip of its finger to be the horizon, so too shall we dare not see the flesh of Mother Goddess.
read at noblemtl.com
Maybe down there. In the center is the heart of Mother Goddess. However, the appearance will be different from what everyone imagined.
Devotees of Mother Goddess, remember. Mother Mother Goddess is merciful, but we are far less than her expectations.
Humans are nothing more than trivial beings, digging through the bruised shells of Mother Goddess, looking for food, and inhaling the sweat dripping from their bodies.
Those who worship Mother Goddess should know humility. You have to realize your own insignificance.
I don’t know if the great and mighty Mother Goddess is watching over us, or if he doesn’t care.
We live on it.
Thousand parts, tens of thousands.
It won’t be as great as we think.
The highest mountain in the world, Mt.
With even the clouds under your feet, you can see a tenth of the world in your eyes, the most extreme of the earth.
The great servant was kneeling on the top of it.
“… Arrogance must have been a dwarf.”
Just as you can’t see it when you’re too far away, you can’t see it when you’re too close.
Therefore, Zimo Shinkyo was considered asceticism and made them climb the mountain. The higher the mountain climbed, the more valuable the asceticism was.
Among them, many people challenged to conquer Bulaksan, the highest, and in proportion to that, many people died.
A mountain top with thin air cannot be reached by force alone. Those with a light body, small stature, and high qigong at the same time had an advantage.
A girl who had just realized the teachings, who had satisfied all these conditions, conquered the summit of Mt. Bulak.
In that way, the wishes of all Jimo Shinto were fulfilled.
What shook the girl’s heart was not their praise, but the surprise of the world.
After witnessing the greatness of the world and realizing her modesty, the girl renounced her status as a guru and wandered around the world. To learn more about Mother Mother Goddess, she exchanged, traveled, and tried herself.
They immersed themselves in the lava and tried to scoop it up and put it in a furnace.
Some guru condemned her. He said that the act of exposing Mother Goddess’s secret only provoked pride, and pressured him to stop immediately and come back.
A girl who was called like that and stood in front of the sages.
She split the ground in front of the sages, proving that she was right.
From that day on, the girl was called Daejongsa. Mother God also teaches everyone.
“… A dwarf was not in a position to teach anyone.”
Seeing the image of him talking like that, I scratched my head.
“It’s a big deal these days because corpses keep doing things that aren’t expected of them, really. He is a dead man, but he speaks with images.”
Intrinsic magic is the expression of an individual’s image.
Among those who have developed such a unique magic, those who have suffered from Han forge their images just before they die and leave them as a keepsake. And the one who holds the relic is tested.
It can be said that it is a kind of ghost with great obsession.
Well, there are few images that remain so clear that they have not been destroyed over time.
Perhaps it was well-preserved because it was at the bottom of the abyss.
“Okay. If you are going to take an exam, do it quickly.”
As if to respond to my words, the Daejongsa spoke slowly.
“However, So-in wants to ask one thing about Son who has come here.”
Transparent and sad eyes face me.
Reading now is not a thought. This is close to a book in the true sense of the word. An image written by the author with his own intentions.
I’ll read better than anyone else, but it won’t make much of a difference.
“About the petty pity.”
immediately after. The scene changed.
Hell was right in front of me.
The world viewed from the farthest point was so beautiful, the land viewed from up close was ugly and horrendous.
As many as 300,000 human beings were either dying, dying, or awaiting death. Screams and screams echoed throughout the pit. More moans and mourning than that covered the scream.
read at noblemtl.com
Most of them cursed the king, but some, supported by evil, lashed out at everything in the world. Naturally, the resentment was directed at the pit, the great master who made the pit, and its owner, Mother God.
Even though the worshiping mother-god was insulting, Daejongsa did not even get angry. On the contrary, their anger seemed justified.
A handsome man with a majestic appearance came to the side of Daejongsa, who had such a miserable gaze.
“ha ha ha! That’s great power! To dig a hole this size by yourself!”
king.
He grows a handsome beard and has the power to destroy even Taesan. loser of this era.
Dressed in armor, he was very happy and proposed to the great servant.
“Hey, Master Chief! Do you have any intention of enlisting in our army?”
Now, let’s create this tragedy.
You want to see yourself and go to war?
Contempt, hatred, and anger erupt. However, Daejong, who had undergone high discipline, had the restraint not to show such emotions.
The chieftain responded.
“… How can I, who worship Mother Goddess, be involved in killing?”
“Who told you to defeat the enemy with this? Don’t even expect it! And the power of digging is useless to defeat the enemy!”
read at noblemtl.com
Miscellaneous power to defeat the enemy would only get in the way, and the strongest man in this era confidently raised his hand.
“The only reason I hated those who pretended to be burials was because they made so much noise every time they removed the bodies! That’s why it took me and my precious soldiers time to dig! Thanks to this, we are not the only ones who have not been able to chase after the losers or missed victories!”
Not a single point of malice was felt from the king.
What he felt was innocence.
It was filled with only the world and a pure desire to run frantically towards it. Without even paying attention to those who were trampled on by those hooves.
“However, if there is a Daejong, it will be much easier to dig in the ground and bury the dead! Then we don’t even have to insult the burials! It’s good to protect the honor of the Daejongsa too! It’s a good thing, sister-in-law, isn’t it?”
If your sister is good and your brother-in-law is good.
If so, who will die for him?
What grasslands will be trampled to death by the king’s pursuit during the time she saved?
in the first place.
“In the first place, if I hadn’t killed him, there would have been nothing to ask about.”
“What? Don’t kill the rebels?”
“It is. If the king stops killing… .”
“Daejong is also talking nonsense. I thought he was a little big.”
With a frown on his face, the king replied with a tone that he did not want to hear any more.
“Those who revolt are executed by example. Isn’t this common sense! If you don’t want to die, you don’t have to start a rebellion in the first place, you have to let everyone know! Grand Master knows nothing about wars and monarchs!”
How can you say you don’t know?
How many bodies were she buried during this war? On the battlefield where there was no way to deal with it, in a village that was attacked by bandits, in a land slaughtered by warlords.
How many deaths have you buried?
“First of all, I’m still working, so I won’t ask any more! Let’s think about it when it’s all over!”
will ponder
This power I received from Mother Goddess. With the power to tilt mountains and divide the land.
Whether or not to plunge the king and his army into the bottom of the abyss… .
The scene stopped. A black staff was placed in front of me. It was the sword of the earth, Jizan.
had to choose
Would you like to hold this staff here and simply honor the spirit of a lion as a burial?
Or will he draw it out with his sword and punish the king as an agent of Mother God?
“what the.”
A moment in history. in it
“Do not test me, run away.”
I turned the page.
The stopped world moves again. I forcefully pinch and read the past I was trying to hide. The image creaked in embarrassment at the unintended situation.
what happened after that.
A dark night where even the ignorant beasts shut their mouths.
Daejongsa stood in front of the pit again to reflect on the atrocities he had created and to hold a funeral. The pit was quieter than before.
But is it because it’s dark? Is it because there are no other sensations or noises that disturb the ears? Moans and screams were heard more clearly than before.
The worries were long. It was really long.
After half a day, Daejong could not come to a conclusion, so he came to do what had to be done first. To cover the pit and hold a funeral to honor the souls of the dead.
However, there was a problem.
Those who fell did not die.
The king didn’t even want the oil to polish his sword, so he pushed them in alive. After throwing all the 300,000 people in, he ordered the Grand Master to bury them now.
A burial is a burial of the dead.
But he who is not dead cannot ask.
Half a day has passed since they were all buried, but almost all of them are dying.
There were many who hadn’t died yet.
‘After all, from the moment I fell in there, I was nothing but a corpse! Just ask! That would be more convenient! For the great servants and even the prisoners!’
The sound from the king’s mouth still lingered in his ears. He was at a banquet.
Daejong clenched his teeth and knelt before them.
The worries were long. It was too long.
Even so, he still has not come to a conclusion.
Will you bury the prisoners who are still alive, or will you kill the king who is holding a banquet?
The King is the strongest warrior of this era.
Even if her power is the power that overturns the heavens and the earth and divides the earth, in order to kill the king, the entire land must be turned upside down.
Surely only the king will not die. Most of the soldiers under his command will be involved.
Then, is it right to cover death with another death?
There was no conclusion. Daejong put his hands on his knees and prayed.
iced coffee. Mother Goddess Why are you putting me to the test?
Rather, if I can’t worry about it any more. If time stops like this…
“sorry.”
pooh.
Her wish came true.
Because Daejong’s time has stopped with this.
“I will take away your sins.”
What pierced his back and came out through his stomach was a wedge sharp like an awl.
Behind the daejongsa, who vomited blood with a sigh, a sadly silent voice was heard.
“This death must be a stone of judgment. The king’s sins must destroy him. One should honor the victory of a victorious king, praise his virtues, and distinguish between sins.”
Aside from the pain, my head was clear. A clear mind accurately pinpointed the opponent’s intentions.
This was an excuse.
The man who stabbed her in the back was engulfed in guilt and was making excuses.
“One, Master Daejong has become a demon. Just as no one can ask for the guilt of the storm that swept through the village, or the crime of the fire that devoured our homes and lives. Humans will just tremble in fear in front of you.”
It was only after hearing that, Daejongsa realized who stabbed him in the back.
“line… Let’s go… .”
angels of heaven.
Those who did not enjoy the Holy Spirit because God was too far away, but who have been closely related to the prophets. Recently, it is said that they are trying to broaden their education by going back and forth between the victors and the losers… .
read at noblemtl.com
Maybe it’s their conspiracy. Daejong had to feel anger and betrayal.
But.
Why is Lee Ida happy?
At this moment of choice, inevitably, we are approaching death.
Thanks to his death soon, there was only one way left for Daejongsa.
“one thing… wind… There is.”
Said the great servant as if cut off. The Prophet replied in embarrassment.
“I don’t deserve it.”
“Request… no see. me… like this… below me… to ask.”
You have to do what you can’t do.
They had to comfort those who were not yet dead and bury the dead.
Right before her death, she was neither a great priest nor an agent of Mother God, but a single burial.
“What pierced you is our symbol, our treasure. If you take it out, you will die sooner or later, otherwise our traces will be revealed.”
“… please… Can’t you… ?”
The Prophet spoke with bewilderment, but the request of the one on the verge of death weighed more than a hundred words. Even the Prophet could not do this or that, and hesitated.
“iced coffee. I can’t. Really, I can’t… .”
It was a time when the Prophet was troubled. Someone with a torch was walking from the other side. It was a guard that was deployed to prevent anyone from climbing up.
A guard who is very angry for not participating in the banquet will not forgive the intruder.
There was no time. The Prophet made a decision.
“Do not forgive me, O first saint who blessed me. I’m ugly and I’m going to let you down… .”
With a brief prayer, the Prophet thus pushed the Archbishop into the pit.
She fell into the midst of a corpse, but strangely, in the midst of death, her mind became more at ease. Death was more comfortable for her than murder.
Tens of thousands of eyes twinkled in front of her, who stood up stumbling. As if in anger or resignation, the eyes that left only traces of a dying life.
can’t save them
I can’t get rid of my anger
There is no substitute for revenge.
After returning to the burial, all she can do is bury them in Mother Mother’s chest.
“O Mother Earth. I am also buried in your heart. Please, please. Us… .”
Daejong put his hands together and exercised her power.
Daejongsa was the first in the world to see the true nature of Mother Goddess and to find out about it.
She cast her final magic.
unique horse. Gaia Ego.
“… Please hold me in your arms.”
read at noblemtl.com
Mother Goddess did not love humans. Until one magic reached her.
Now, Mother Goddess has come to favor humans.
On that day, the abyss was formed in the world.
Humans have acquired earth technology.