episode_0542

Originally, he was the god of a minority people.

They make up less than a million people in total, and that is why the term ‘minority’ suits them very well.

They served him with all their heart, and he also cared for his followers and gave them everything he knew in the form of knowledge.

Although the land where his followers settled was not very fertile, it was difficult to find anyone starving to death thanks to his advice, which was well-versed in all things and all truths of the world.

Perhaps… if there really is a place called paradise, it might refer to the land that he presides over and his believers manage… The faces of the believers were always filled with smiles.

Usually people look for God when they are having a hard time.

Therefore, a life that is not rich but not lacking could have alienated his presence from his believers… but his believers did not do that.

To believers, he was like a parent who spared no effort to give advice when a decision had to be made, and he was also sometimes a guide for those who were lost and couldn’t find their way.

Therefore, even though he lived a life where there was no need to seek God, his believers respected him with all their heart, and he also truly cared for them.

It was in the midst of this that their invasion began.

They are armed with large square shields and short swords.

Their feet trampled the earth over which he presided.

The believers did their best to resist, but for those who lived in peace, the fight against those who had been hardened through countless battles was like a natural disaster that they could not dare to resist.

Land filled with unripe barley was trampled.

The children who had always offered wild flowers they had picked in front of his shrine with grateful faces suffered all kinds of hardships and died.

A land filled with only happy laughter was filled with groans of pain.

In that way… the believers who served him were massacred, leaving no trace of his name, and the invaders who came in with feet of clay defined him as a ‘devil.’

It was the moment when a god who truly cared for a people became a devil.

And so the ‘he’ who was called the devil, not God, thought.

What determines between God and the Devil?

Even if a being was born with honor, if people point fingers at him as a devil, is he a devil?

For what reason did they slaughter my believers?

What is the difference between the humans who massacred every single ethnic group that originally lived on that land in order to gain a small piece of land from the devil?

···Oh, I see.

Humans are evil just by existing.

So… it needs to be reduced.

We need to kill humans to reduce their numbers.

At some point, he began to be called the devil, but he was originally a god of knowledge.

That is why he generously gave his knowledge to humans.

Knowledge that allows you to kill people more efficiently.

The knowledge passed on to the world through the mouths of black magicians who wanted power rapidly accelerated the development of technology, and the development of technology gave rise to wars large and small.

Nevertheless, humans did not decrease.

Rather than decreasing, it continued to increase explosively starting from the war.

The number had decreased significantly due to the impact of nuclear war, which was called the worst war in human history, but it has been gradually increasing again recently.

I was sick of it.

I was sick of the fact that no matter how much knowledge we gained, humans only increased rather than decreased.

That was why he decided to cooperate with the plan of the ring’s owner, even though he was not caught by Solomon’s ring.

If you think about it, humans are the best killers of animals in this world.

In this way, he descended to this land directly by borrowing the power of the ring owner, and the task given to him was to awaken the sleeping undead army in the land of Old Russia and trample the territory of the Magic Tower Alliance.

With a single wave of his hand, tens to hundreds of thousands of corpse soldiers rose from the ground and headed toward Europe.

Each one of them was so weak that an ordinary human could easily deal with it with the right weapon, but it was a different story now that the number had surpassed 100,000 and reached 1 million.

It was the violence of numbers that even those who were called gods of war or gods of battle could not overcome in the past.

‘This time…’

It will reduce humans.

I will reduce it again and again…so that no one will experience the misfortune that his believers experienced.

This is my forgiveness towards you who have inherited the seed of the invaders.

It must have been a moment when he was muttering those words to himself as he looked with deep, deep eyes at the panoramic view of a city burning brightly after being devoured by zombies.

Paaa!

‘···?!’

A strange sensation enveloped him.

Someone once contacted a book he had written himself.

‘···how?’

The books he wrote were all written in the language of demons.

However, the moment humans are exposed to the language of demons, their brains explode and they die, so to prevent that from happening, they were disguised in human language.

In order to spread knowledge, doesn’t the spreader first have to be alive?

So he made it that way… and someone on Earth responded to the fragments he left in the book.

So it was questionable.

To penetrate the disguise of a human subject and face the truth.

Because it was usually impossible.

‘I don’t know who it is, but that person must have died in a terrible way by now.’

To prevent humans who would read the book and spread the knowledge written in it from dying in vain, measures were taken to make the language of demons written in the book appear human language to the eyes of humans, but despite this, the evil aspect is gone. It wasn’t.

Therefore, those who came into contact with the books he wrote with the help of so-called warlocks either went crazy immediately or, even if they were fine at first, gradually became overcome with mania over time and eventually died in a very terrible way.

If we were to express it in human terms, just encountering something that has been filtered once would be that much, but how great would it be for a human being to encounter the undiluted solution rather than being filtered?

At the very least, my brain would have exploded by now, unable to handle the load.

‘Still, it’s amazing. I never thought there would be someone among humans who can see through that disguise.’

He almost wanted to go directly to the place where the signal that had just startled him had been detected, but unfortunately, that was impossible.

The artificial body that the ring owner gave him was certainly great, but in the end it was just a human body.

It was impossible to support the status of a once god with a human body.

Look at it as evidence.

Isn’t your body falling apart little by little?

Even if I’m fine now, what if some more time passes here?

Like a piece of dried clay, it will slowly crumble from the end until it completely collapses.

So I had to move a little more before that happened.

We had to move a little further and completely eradicate the seeds of invaders that were swarming in the land of Europe.

-Come on, move.

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‘Seueueueueu…’

Shall I be honest?

I had pretty high expectations.

From my point of view, what made sense was that the magic secret was actually written in the language of demons, and I thought that if it were possible to see through its disguise, which others could not see through, it might be possible to obtain useful information through it. just because.

So, with the help of Soso and Hayoung, I took a hard look…

“I don’t have anything in particular?”

“Is that so? Gaga?”

“Yes, there are only useless words written there…”

I couldn’t find any particularly helpful information.

Nevertheless, the reason I personally copied the content and delivered it to Helena through Hayoung is that, unlike me, Soso, and Hayoung, who know very little about demons, she is an expert, so she might be able to extract something from them. It was because I thought I didn’t know.

And Helena did not disappoint those expectations.

Although I failed to extract anything from what I gave, I succeeded in obtaining useful information by transcribing it exactly as I saw it.

“First of all… these books were written by the devil.”

“Then, the reason why people used to go crazy as soon as they saw the magic trick…”

“It is not an exaggeration, but is most likely the truth. Those who have reached such a high level that they are called experts have a much higher mental resistance compared to ordinary people, so they are almost unaffected, or even if they are affected, they only end up losing consciousness for a moment like Su-hyeon did just now. Because people aren’t like that.”

“Umm···.”

“So? Other than that, haven’t you found out anything else?”

“No, if I had, I wouldn’t have said it like this.”

After saying that, Helena suddenly lifted up the glasses she had been wearing.

“Thanks to Su-hyeon’s help, we succeeded in pinpointing the location of the devil who wrote these books.”

“Where is it?”

“Russia.”