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    Episode 245 – The Devil Who Drinks Blood 13 –

    Consciousness is put together piece by piece.

    My body, which should have passed out, is forced to wake up.

    My body wanted to sabotage work, but the strike was prevented by an unknown force.

    It’s not a very pleasant feeling.

    I wanted to rest, but I couldn’t.

    That’s enough. I wonder if the power in my body wants more than that.

    I kept trying to put new scenes in my head.

    Is it true that vision is recognized by the brain?

    Even though my eyes were obviously closed, vivid scenes played in my head as if I was seeing reality.

    I didn’t think I could fool around anymore, so I raised my head and looked ahead.

    When I opened my eyes, the scenery that unfolded was barbarism.

    Before the dawn of civilization, only those at a humble level existed.

    ‘What on earth is this place?’

    I felt like I could roughly understand how the situation was going.

    It was similar to St. Dilenium’s method last time.

    The progenitor of vampires was the Great Devil. It’s a bit of an unfortunate comparison to compare it to St. Dilenium, though.

    In the end, there is no difference in the fact that they are also beings under the influence of evil spirits.

    These people live in freedom because there is no God, but unlike those who are actually free, they are employees who confront customers.

    However, because I was an employee, I was able to handle more things in a workplace where the owner was gone.

    An analogy someone used in the past came to mind.

    This is indeed correct.

    In fact, the reason why Seonghwangcheong considers angels important is because when angels appear to humans, they represent God and come as messengers of God.

    Angels themselves are lower than humans.

    Only a high-ranking priest would understand this difference.

    “So what does the stigmata of the evil spirit want to show me?”

    There is no ego in the stigmata I know.

    However, it is also true that nothing is known about the stigmata of evil spirits.

    After the Evil God Church completely collapsed, there was virtually no space for experiments.

    Even though I went through many things, I was never able to utilize my stigmata, which was my greatest potential.

    If you think about the abilities that Ikshin’s Holy Spirit showed in the game.

    With just this, I could fight Ygrasil and win.

    If I am a person who combines the ghost sword technique with logic, I can reach the end of the swordsmanship.

    “So what do you want to show me?”

    So I asked myself if I had an ego.

    Because memory reading doesn’t work as I want in the first place.

    I couldn’t really do anything.

    The ability is not strange.

    If you think about the evil god saint of the WFS who completely controlled the evil god cult.

    Because it wasn’t strange to be able to see the memories of people related to the divinity of evil gods.

    But what raises questions is that nothing happened for about an hour.

    Within this wide but narrow world of imagery.

    ‘At this point, just bring out a Tyrannosaurus. That would be more fun.’

    I was slowly getting tired of waiting with no end in sight.

    The atmosphere has changed.

    Suddenly, the ceiling of the world became dark.

    Kugugoongㅡ

    The moon appeared from nowhere and was blocking the sun.

    The size of the sun and the moon appears to be almost the same to humans.

    A land that is slowly becoming obscured and losing its light.

    People there were moving around frantically.

    I instinctively realized that something was wrong.

    “&&@))?!’,?:!”

    “}^$&&6!!!”

    Languages that were difficult for me to understand were exchanged.

    Although it was difficult to say anything for sure.

    At least they seemed to know what a solar eclipse meant.

    Night overshadowed by day.

    Unrestricted freedom, not warm good deeds.

    The contradiction that the day is dark.

    And a being that appears when those things come together.

    The progenitor vampire, Tiella.

    “The meaningless struggle of a weak life. It is truly sad and intense.”

    Along with that, a beautiful voice blooms in my ears.

    The voice of Sijo is probably heard for the first time in reality.

    It seems true that it was born to seduce people.

    She was not just a shell, but a living, breathing woman who had the appearance of a devil who seemed to be enough to tempt humans.

    That appeared from the sky.

    The eponymous vampire is like a farmer harvesting seeds. Like a farmer pulling up a net, he trampled countless creatures.

    For the humans on her path, only death remained.

    Just as the premise that humans are one dignified living being is absurd.

    Their deaths had no value.

    Days when life grows and hope fades.

    There, the vampire continued to slaughter.

    While such a disaster is happening. There was nothing I could do.

    I tried to intervene with people, but I was bounced off as if there was a wall.

    Like a huge wall that never moves. My power could not exert any physical force against them.

    Why did they send me here when I could change the past?

    I couldn’t understand it at all.

    After some time, the scene changed.

    There was nothing I could see in the environment that was different.

    There was only darkness there.

    I couldn’t see anything, as if I was covered in vampires.

    [O great one.]

    A voice rang out from that place.

    A voice I’ve never heard of. But somewhere else, a different voice rang out from inside.

    [I offer it to you.]

    The voice continued.

    The conversation continued behind the scenes as if there was something to explain.

    It was as if a human was talking to a vampire.

    Because vampires hide in the dark, it seemed like humans who couldn’t see the vampires were talking to them.

    Even though it can’t be like that.

    Of course. That thing that is talking into the air right now has no way of being honored by a vampire.

    [The sun is a symbol of the heavenly god, so I could not reproduce it. My strength will burn up before the sun. But the moon. The moon you symbolize is so similar to my image that you were able to reproduce it.

    In my imagination, the moon that resembles you will rise and head towards the highest point in the sky.]

    And I was able to get a glimpse of it from the continuation of that statement.

    What does this represent now?

    Gojomado represents an individual’s image.

    Therefore, in the case of the progenitor, who was born with mysticism, he was able to learn unique magic.

    For her, the ability to be a progenitor was not a progenitor, but something as natural as a human being moving their limbs.

    But even for her, there was something impossible.

    Something related to the sun.

    The sun suppresses her power and drains her energy with its mere presence.

    Even if it was the original paella, it was impossible to reproduce it.

    It was a pity for her, who tried to blaspheme the heavenly god by embodying the sun.

    But she constantly worried.

    How can I dishonor the Heavenly God?

    She wouldn’t have been able to understand it now.

    She was before the birth of civilization, when two gods intervened in this land.

    He was a faithful confidant of the evil god.

    And unfortunately for humans, she found a way.

    A Japanese eclipse I saw one day.

    The night that came during the day.

    One of the few times when the moon has a stronger influence on the earth than the sun.

    Total solar eclipse.

    I had to witness it.

    [That is it.]

    That is the only way to achieve your ideals.

    Unless you can overcome the power of the Celestial God and copy it to blaspheme the Celestial God.

    The symbol of the heavenly god will always be overshadowed by the symbol of the evil god.

    This was the birth of Eclipse, a unique magic island.

    Float the newly created moon through your own image.

    However, no matter how progenitor he is, it is impossible to recreate a moon with a mass greater than that of a decent continent.

    That’s why she created a barrier.

    He placed a barrier around the space where he could watch the small moon he created and the solar eclipse it created.

    Set the moon as the reference point and place a barrier.

    Inside, it is a pitch black day with no sunlight shining through.

    There, the power of the Heavenly God loses its concept.

    An image that the vampire progenitor forged over a long period of time.

    That was hammered into my head so that I could easily understand it through the Ghost Sword Technique.

    ‘however… If you’re going to show this, why did you show it in the first place?’

    But I had doubts.

    Why on earth did they show people being massacred in the beginning?

    The screen gradually broke away from Sijo’s imagery and began to move outwards.

    The flow of time has accelerated and the time zone has become a little closer to modern times.

    “Kaaa of of of no”

    Even there, humans were being chased by the progenitors.

    I was repeating a meaningless struggle to somehow survive in the face of disaster that had existed for tens of thousands of years.

    however.

    Jump, jump, jump~

    A woman with white hair walked in the opposite direction from them.

    A voluptuous body and a beautiful face. The appearance seems to resemble a healing saint.

    Even though it was a body that came out where it had to come out and entered where it had to go.

    In fact, it is a religious appearance that does not arouse desire due to the feeling of being so holy.

    The appearance was so noble that one had to wonder whether that being really existed at least thousands of years ago.

    [Four years again.]

    Sijo seemed to recognize who she was.

    Kuuuung~

    And the daytime ceiling turned black.

    All living humans were unable to escape from the huge current and were trapped in the darkness.

    But her face was peaceful.

    I just looked at Sijo calmly, as if there was some way.

    [You can’t block the sun with your palm. A power that can trap humans in the shadows beneath its palms. That is unique magic.]

    A feeling of warmth and kindness.

    A soft voice that feels the opposite of Fiella.

    Then she continued speaking.

    [Even if you block out the sun with a humble skill.]

    Light began to glow from her body.

    [Will that night last forever?]

    Even though it is clear that the divine power of the Heavenly God cannot be used within the barrier of unique magic.

    [The end of the night is the beginning of the day. And it is accompanied by a low sun.]

    Her body was radiating divine power.

    [The midday star will disappear in front of the rising sun. Did you try to block the sun with that star?]

    Sijo is embarrassed by that sight.

    It seems to be something that has never been shown before.

    [The sun is far away. There is no problem. Just as you became the moon, I too can become the sun.]

    The light coming from her body gradually encroached on Eclipse, the original magic power of the founder…

    [This is also a blessing from the heavenly gods.]

    With those words, the founder’s inherent magic was broken.

    It seems like I couldn’t see in front of me due to the bright light.

    Unlike before, I wasn’t tired.

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