episode_0126

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When the original Heavenly Lord finished speaking, the body of the Pure One was outside of Kunlun Mountain.

And when the words of the foreign god who had turned over the body of the first snow finished, the petals that had been shaped like flower buds made of a piece of meat spread widely.

Instead of nine petals, nine arms spread out, revealing the flesh in the middle.

At the center of the flower, a small sun was shining.

It was originally a special weapon.

A special organization created to deal with aliens in a country called the Empire.

A special air facility that is somewhere between a tiger-catching Chakgapsa and a special phenomenon containment facility from an urban fantasy.

A general leading one of the large groups.

It’s something he kept just in case.

It has the title of Son of Hwa-hee, and if you know that Hwa-hee is the name of the sun goddess, you will have a rough idea of what it is.

That thing is a spear of the polar ocean.

The method is in the form of a hydrogen bomb, but the form occurs like a solar explosion.

It means that it is not simply a fire. This item is a weapon that has all kinds of mythical powers mixed in it, and becomes the sun that descends to the earth and tears apart the unreality. It is a weapon of that level, so people like generals have it just in case.

Used it properly.

But the foreign media distorted and distorted reality the moment the explosion occurred.

If it had exploded as it was, the human and Taoist realms in Kunlun Mountain would have been engulfed in flames and melted away.

Because the weapon contained a flame that could melt all the defenses there and even burn down the passage leading to where the Kunlun immortals resided.

But even that was nothing to someone wearing the body of a first-timer.

Just as the explosion was about to begin, he forcibly twisted the man into a weapon, melting it into his mind and turning it into a tool.

Daegon’s biotechnology, which is so excellent that it can surpass a world, helped. However, it is also true that it is subtly insufficient.

Rather, it is the other side that has become the basis for the imagination to seal that explosion to people.

When foreign news was human. The saying in the comics is that a person’s mind is like a world.

You have the knowledge, and you have the ideas to guide it.

The two were maliciously fused.

In the place where the light had disappeared as foreign news flowed in, a physical light was placed there.

In other words, the identity of a flower is a chunk of meat containing a bomb that stopped exploding.

If it blooms, it means this.

Let’s open our minds, and the explosion that was paused will resume what it was doing.

That moment.

The place where the foreign news and the original heavenly being stood.

There was light there.

The explosion did not discriminate between the enemy and the sun, burning the entire space around the detonation point with the power of the sun as it had originally intended.

The epicenter was literally vaporized, and more than half of the vast space known as Kunlun was covered in fire.

With the massive heat storm raging, radiation is scattered in all directions.

The first snow is standing there, holding the flower as an umbrella, just like escaping the heat on a hot summer day, without a single scratch.

“It’s nice that it has a function to protect the user, but the flames can’t be reloaded. It’s disposable. This.”

The principle is simple: if the calyx can hold the sun, then so can the reverse.

But that’s it.

It can only protect, and has no other functions.

In order to cross the space that has become a scorching hell, another means is needed. When the foreign press, who do not have such a means, look around in distress.

“I wanted to commit suicide with a bomb, but it’s a personal space shielding technology.”

At that moment, a young, if not very young, man’s voice was heard in a place where it was impossible for a person to survive.

When the foreign correspondent looked in the direction of the sound, he saw a boy floating in the air quite a distance away from the foreign correspondent. Although the shell had changed, the foreign correspondent recognized him immediately.

“This time, it’s not something, it’s a living person.”

The foreign press opened their mouths as they saw the white light in the middle of the boy.

“Prime Heaven.”

A boy wearing a rather fluttering outfit stands in the air, looking down at the outside world. A half-taegeuk wearing the shell of a girl.

Compared to when he fought against the Tongcheon cult leader who invaded from outside, he looks so weak.

Rather, it’s strange that the monster has no power at all.

The original Heavenly Lord came to mind when the Tongcheon Sect leader brought a mixed force of local people gathered from this world and foreigners brought from outside.

I don’t feel the blood drying like I did then.

There is no sense of danger like when you face and fight Daegon directly.

No matter how I look at it, the person in front of me is just a simple human girl.

That’s scary.

It was about 50 days ago that the leader of Tongcheon heard that something was wrong. He heard it when he had joined forces with the human world to destroy the lower-level organization of the Cheonmasingyo sect.

There were traces of a breakup, so we followed them and found only the remains of a huge city deep in the sea, and we received intelligence that the city seemed to have been evaporated in a single blow by the powerful power of the gods.

And far from the epicenter, we found footage of a city disappearing. It was thought to have originally been some sort of lookout post, but there were no survivors.

This is because those who were in places that escaped the explosion were all found dead, in a miserable state, having taken their own lives.

Those who have fought Daegon directly know this phenomenon.

When the leader of the Tongcheon sect, Daegon, revealed his true identity.

Unless one has reached a certain level of mental power, Daegon’s overwhelming presence tears apart the weak soul without distinguishing between friend and foe.

The fact that there are so many corpses that have taken their own lives means that the main body has manifested, but has suffered a terrible defeat.

Who killed the leader of the Tongcheon cult? Or is he really dead?

The original Heavenly Lord began to investigate.

Then someone came looking for me.

Originally, I heard through the communicator that someone had come to see the original Heavenly Lord. However, I was more busy finding the target who killed Daegon, so I tried to ignore it.

But when someone told him that he had killed Daegon, the Primordial Heavenly Lord sensed danger and took action immediately.

He urgently ordered all the immortals in the celestial realm called Kunlun to escape and come to Kunlun in reality to help him.

After that, he went to meet someone by controlling the reception doll from a distance to see the enemy’s condition.

He sent a doll to stall for time by pretending to talk to her, and drew on all of Kunlun’s resources to observe her and decipher her identity.

The power and knowledge that Kunlun and Cheon-gyo have accumulated so far have shown their true value in this situation.

The interpretation was completed immediately.

Rather than being malicious, there was someone who essentially stood in the opposite position to this world.

And his judgment was correct.

The original Heavenly Lord barely understood what it meant when he heard that the leader of the Tongcheon Sect had died.

Although he still appears to be only a human, inside his skin is someone who could possibly be hurt, let alone defeated, even if the whole world joined forces.

The traces of the Jade Emperor and the traces of the leader of the Tongcheon Sect are mixed together, resulting in a living weapon.

“At least.”

It’s full of holes. There’s a tall woman standing there who doesn’t know how to fight at all. So it all looks fake.

So, as he had done until now, the Primordial Heavenly Lord started a conversation to find an opening.

It seems that it surprisingly has a tendency to respond sincerely when you start a conversation, so I use that.

“Yes?”

“At least, I wish you would tell me why you are attacking Kunlun. You blamed us through Bohyunjin for the death of someone you considered family. Is it revenge?”

The original Heavenly Lord is detailed about tragedy.

Because living long means overcoming many tragedies. So I asked a question to a monster that seemed to have humanity.

Did we do something wrong?

Did you just create a chain of revenge?

But the monster shook its head.

“No. I don’t know much about the ways of the world, but I do know a little about human morality. By that standard, the Cheonma Sect I belong to was the very essence of evil, and they were all people who should be killed. If the times had been a little more advanced, we could have distinguished those who should be saved and corrected those who were alive, but we can’t do that in this world.”

This is what the original Heavenly Lord heard.

What you did was right, and I’m not angry about it.

“You criticized me, right?”

“If someone you lived with was murdered, isn’t that the extent of it? That’s why I don’t hold them accountable. In the end, they are the ones who are wrong, and you are the ones who are right.”

“No, even from a human perspective, excessive slaughter is wrong. We didn’t separate you one by one, but treated you all as a group. This is clearly our fault.”

This was my true intention, but it was also a way to shake the monster in front of me. If I admit my guilt, what kind of evil will I commit?

To observe the danger with calm eyes.

But the monster’s reaction was different from what was expected.

“You are a good person.”

Pure praise. Rather, it was embarrassing because it was full of nothing but truth, and the monster looked straight at him and said.

“In the end, it’s this side that’s bad.”

The monster crossed his arms.

“I know that souls that have been robbed of their warmth are thrown away like trash, and even knowing that, I will continue to increase the harvest season to gain warmth. From now on. Forever. Never stopping. Until the cold inside me subsides.”

In some eras, it was expressed like this.

Sociopath.

If there are people who commit evil deeds because they are in pain and suffering, there are people who do not break down and do good, no matter how harsh it is.

Even if it is natural to give in to pain and engage in evil deeds, in the strict logic of good and evil, it is an evil deed.

Even in times when society is doing things the right way, evil is still evil.

Otherwise, any culture that kills people by ripping out their hearts would be the right thing to do. Even if it was clearly the right thing to do in that era, you have to say that it is not wrong.

The monster claims so.

“So those who I call family, I’ve already turned into harvesters. It’s shameless to take revenge by throwing them in the trash and throwing them away.”

The original Heavenly Lord was completely torn apart there, but traces of something being there were found.

But before he could point that out, the monster continued.

“You are a big light, but compared to Daegon, you are as small as dust. It may be unfair to compare you to Daegon, who piled up sacrifices to increase his light. You are not big enough to fight like this and gain warmth.”

They both know that it speaks of the soul. The original Heavenly Lord also remembers the power of the soul that the Tongcheon Sect leader had built up so greatly.

The one who was present in front of him said that it was indeed sweet, and that a small light like him was not as good as he had expected. However, the Primordial Heavenly Lord could guess what he would say next.

“That’s why. He fought Daegon with such a small light. That knowledge. It’s a really amazing skill.”

He looks at him with greedy eyes, saying that he needs that skill. He knows that the path he is walking is pure evil, but he sins freely because he needs it.

“What are you going to do with this knowledge?”

“Everything you can do.”

The original Heavenly Lord nodded at those words.

Deciding that there was no more information to be gained, he called in several tools.

A myriad of sophisticated tools, made of wood and metal and moving in an organic rather than mechanical manner, appeared and aimed at the monster.

“Then I will do everything I can to stop you.”

The Primordial Heavenly Lord hardened his expression, pointed at the monster, and opened his mouth.

“Gravity a thousand times.”

Ignoring the calyx that surrounds the world as one, the force of gravity that moves through the world struck the monster.