World Maker

Wear in front of an overwhelming flow of time.

It breaks.

It was impossible for heaven and earth to see the horizon in the whole white space.

Everywhere I looked, the same landscape gave me a strange pressure. Those who were unfamiliar would probably experience a feeling of suffocation.

A long chair situated between the moon and such a white space.

There were three men and women sitting on a cushion with a fluffy feel.

Sitting in the middle was a man with a bright light from his face. It was dressed in a black suit, and I felt more liberal than assertive because I had scattered the front island.

The man of light turned his gaze left and right.

A white masked man on the right was burying himself deeply on the back of the chair, while a rainbow haired woman on the left was pulling toward the front of the couch.

A mockingly playful man buried himself deeply in the backrest of the light. Thanks to this, the woman with the rainbow hair, who was half-hidden, was completely exposed, and the woman with the rainbow hair panicked. As he unfolded his awkward act, he leaned against the backrest following the man of light.

The man of light was offended by the resentful look of a woman with rainbow hair.

It wasn't a good feeling to bother her. I liked the fact that I was joking, and the woman with the rainbow hair showed vivid emotions.

The man of light again saw the man in a white mask. Whether the rainbow haired woman was cute or not, he was just staring at a distant place.

A man of light knocked on the shoulder of a man in a white mask.

“Isn't it going pretty well this time? Just like you painted it. ”

A man who's not desperate.

A man who hasn't given up.

The man in the white mask raised his body, which was buried on the couch. Tap the sofa handle with your fingers a few times and answer.

“Too fast. ”

Progress in handover was too fast.

Elder's population is now just over five thousand. An overwhelming number of mythological federations were also left with only 20,000.

But I've been fighting too actively ever since.

In fact, the fight between Amazoness and Elder was somewhat swift. If it had been a game before, each of them would have been confronted after a little more power, and then at least a decade or so.

Overall, the flow was fast.

From the point of view of the game as a whole, it was only in the middle of the game in less than twenty years.

“But it wasn't meant to be fast, was it? ”

The man in the white mask tried a lot in this game. If it fails this time, the man in the white mask may not be able to do the same for a while, or perhaps until the game reaches its true end.

But the attempt was also to adjust some of the variables that had to be adjusted. Now that the game had begun, all a man in a white mask could do was just watch if he limited some advice.

When the man in the white mask did not react immediately, the man in the light shed a humbling smile. I knocked on the shoulder of a man in a white mask.

“Ike, I must have overestimated you. ”

“No, it's not wrong. It only fills the power of 'them’ when you try to grumble. ”

“Amon is also quite obsessed. ”

A woman with a rainbow hair suddenly snapped in. I said quickly with my body extended forward, and I guess I've been looking for the timing to speak to a man in a white mask all along.

The man vanished into the light. The woman with the rainbow hair struggled now and again. I almost didn't have to peel off the mask to see what it looked like in a white mask.

‘Maybe it's red bites. ’

At first glance, I already have ears.

The man in the white mask turned his gaze to such a rainbow haired woman. He stares and nods.

“Amon, he's weakened a lot. ”

A man in a black mask.

That has also changed. Maybe he was the one who changed the most.

Lightly rub the hands of the man of light. Lick your lips lightly with your fingertips as if it were interesting and say.

“This banquet is worth seeing. Timing is very artistic. Zeus is in a nervous war with the Weissman, isn't he? The Fellowship of Myth is gonna be awkward this banquet. ”

It was different from the fake gods who only saw partial sections. The owners of the white mask were able to watch all the wars of the gods.

Zeus and Wiseman are blowing a light jab, scratching each other's nerves, even though they say they're at war.

Naresuan is deeply humiliated by Weissman.

The people and knut who are questioning only Wiseman's congregation without knowing what happened between Zeus and Wiseman.

They weren't the only ones. There were still fake gods growing their strength.

The man of light wasn't acting or crowding right now. He was truly delighted.

A woman with rainbow hair drew a pleasant smile.

“I think you're having fun watching the game itself. ”

“Well, it's almost my last stitch. ”

“How many stitches do you have left? ”

A man in a white mask bites his horse tail, and the man of light clasps and smiles, reaching secretly to the woman with the iridescent hair. As expected, the woman with the rainbow hair pulled out the hand of the man of light, so the man of light smiled once more.

“Anyway, it's fun. Who chooses the costume and venue for this banquet? Don't you ever go to Nude Beach or something? ”

“After all these years, nothing has changed. ”

If it was a prank that I just pulled out of my hand, this cheap look was serious. The man of light whistles and shouts.

A man in a white mask buries himself again on the back of a chair.

“This time it's me. ”

“Oh, my God...... this is going to be a hopelessly fun banquet. ”

A man of light stumbled on the couch with his shoulders extended. The rainbow haired woman leans toward the white masked man and asks.

“What banquet are you thinking about? ”

“It's not that special. I hope the fake gods have fun accepting it. ”

The white masked man smiled in the mask, and the rainbow haired woman thought she wanted to see the smile in the mask again.

A man of light strokes the head of a woman with rainbow hair lightly. I knocked on the shoulder of a man in a white mask.

“This is going to be fun. There are special corners to this banquet besides you being in charge. ”

Since the game has progressed to this extent, there are events that can be distinguished from banquets so far.

The man in the white mask did not deny it.

“I really don't want to give this guy a banquet. ”

Edwing, who was sitting in the round table room early on, welcomed the people and Dae-young with grumbling.

The inhabitants who sat on their seats quietly looked at the faces of Edwin and Tephnet. It was a teffnet with a slightly unusual, but unusual, color. Edwin also noticed that he was very annoyed.

‘You look like Ah-young. ’

The villager, who thought I didn't know, looked back at Dang Ayong, and he knocked on the villager's back to see if he was still free.

The Banquet of the Fake Gods was a very important event. It was a way to meet and talk with other fake gods without constraints. Dae-a-young seemed to focus more on the fact that he was getting new clothes.

Otherwise, it was the people who questioned the fight between the Wiseman and the Mythical League. I could find out a lot through conversations with Wiseman or the Myth Federation.

“Asuka and Bart are late, by the way. ”

“Didn't you ignore the call again? ”

Dae-a-young grumbled, and the resident manipulated the console to track the location of the two. Dan-a-young, who spread his feelings widely, said one step ahead of her people.

“Right in front of the round table. ”

The visit was frightening to say. Bart and Asca, who share a large treasure chest, walk into the room.

“Please take this instead of just watching. ”

Asuka gets annoyed and the people and Edwing get up quickly. Somehow, today seemed like a day when all 17 trillion people were annoyed.

Between the round table and the visit, the treasure chest was big enough for one person to enter. Dan-a-young smiled lightly at the traditional appearance treasure box that seemed to appear in RPG.

“Do we have armor and weapons like last time? Huh?”

“Well, that's a bit of a specification. ”

Is it Dae-young or Bart who likes to get weapons? Armor was inconvenient to wear on a regular basis, so it was not good in terms of 'clothing supply’, another righteousness of the banquet.

Adequately, Edwin opens the Treasure Chest and releases each clasp. Tefnet, who was watching, said:

“The banquet is still far away, but the box seems to have arrived too early. Isn't it much faster than usual? ”

As stated in the invitation, the banquet was scheduled to take place in a month's time. Looking back on the experience so far, the box came too early.

“Well, it's a public banquet in the first place. ”

Again, Edwin, who answered moderately, opened the treasure chest.

“What is this? ”

The contents were really poor compared to the big box. Pulling out his body and pulling out one of the items in the box, Dan-a-young smiles.

“White masks and white clothes? ”

A white workout outfit reminiscent of a white mask and elementary school gym uniform with nothing but eyeholes, as the officer in Section 17 writes.

Asuka made an impression without my knowledge.

“You're not doing anything like an athletic event, are you? Ahjussi, is there a headband there? ”

“Huh? Nothing like that? ”

Dae-a-young blurred and shoved his torso into the box. Tefnet quickly grabbed Dang-young's clothes and pointed the paper at the top of the box.

“It's called the Homecoming. ”

“They're the same clothes. What's changed the most...? ”

Edwing said in surprise, and everyone looked at the clothes in Edwing's hands. Edwin Marmalatana's white workout suit turned into a red and colourful suit.

“Looks like it's changing the way you think. ”

Bart had a leopard-headed mask in his hand. Tefnet also turned one face into a cat.

“Looks like this banquet gave you the freedom to choose your outfit. ”

“Still, I don't think it's too normal because it's the best dance ever. This guy's banquet is secretly tricky with dress codes. ”

Asuka grumbled and finished reading the guide on the face of the box. Dae-a-young was amazed at changing masks in front of her people in a row.

“Ohh. Ohh. ”

I even jumped from place to place to see if I was so excited. The clothes in his hands had also turned into colorless clothes.

I forgot to talk about the banquet and was just in love with changing the form of masks and clothes. Even Tefnet was making clothes like this, vomiting a mild admiration.

Asca, looking back at those four men, Elder's lieutenants, stretched her shoulders.

“I want to go, too. ”

It was Asukawa Bat who had not attended the banquet since becoming a sub-god. Even though the banquet of fake gods was not a banquet to play like the name suggests, there were a lot of uncomfortable things to attend, but for now, isn't it a banquet?

Bart gently hugs Asca and comforts her. But that was the time.

“Wait a minute.”

The people suddenly raised their hands and gathered everyone's eyes to themselves. Within the box, he said, pulling out two new masks.

“These are six individuals? ”

“Huh?”

Surprised Asca quickly accepts the mask in the hands of the people. The Villager also took out two more white clothes.

There were six clothes and masks in the box. It wasn't four like the banquet so far.

What does this mean?

“Argh! Are you calling us this time too? ”

Asca loved running, and Tefnet, Edwing, and Dang Ayong laughed. But the people did not. It wasn't because I hated the fact that Asuka and Bart were going to the banquet together.

All the lower gods attend the banquet.

Factual power disclosure.

What that meant was great.

“We must thoroughly crack down on entry. ”

First and foremost, it was important. The Myth Federation still needed to manage the image of a good community.

Since the last banquet, there have been four tribes who have indicated their intention to join the Myth Federation. Only one of them actually joined Amazon, while the other was on the move or preparing to move.

We had to hide the essence of the Federation of Myths until we could at least absorb and consolidate those three factions.

The mythical Federation lost a lot of things in the fight against the Wiseman. It was not just an arithmetic loss: the destruction of five new blood relatives and over a thousand lives.

Darius, who was supposed to be the strongest newborn, lost confidence. Born and not aware of a single defeat so far, he was captivated by severe inferiority, anxiety and anger.

There was anxiety throughout society.

The hierarchy of the Myth Federation was extremely robust, but the period of time it remained was still short. There was no open-minded uprising, but there were a growing number of dissatisfied among the lower classes.

Naresuan reflects on the false gods of the Mythological Federation gathered in the hall of the Central Temple.

Thirty-two equal gods and eight lower gods.

The mythical Federation's new system remained almost the same as that of the Alliances.

Naresuan, the top rank

A second class of Naresuan followers.

Unlike the two ranks above, only the third rank, a god of equal rank, did not obtain such a sacred name within the Alliance.

and the lower gods of the fourth class, the factual slaves who would receive such complaints from the third class.

Controls were somehow possible up to the 3rd class. They had a floor to look down on.

‘Cause at least I'm better than them. ’

‘Unlike those who have to roll on the floor for the rest of their lives, I have the possibility of going up. ’

"You can't be like them. ’

Comfort and fear.

Among the fake gods belonging to the 3rd class, some were exploited like this by the fake gods of the 2nd class. But they looked at the fourth rank and asked him to appease himself. I followed Nareshuan's orders well because I thought I shouldn't be like the 4th class because I was wrong.

But the fourth class was different. They were the ones who had nothing to lose but their lives.

What happens when you drag all those subordinate gods out to the banquet? Wouldn't there be those who cause accidental behavior?

Naresuan bites it. This banquet, which has been out of pattern so far, was no different than a rebellion.

The mask 'Good Myth Federation’ was also useful when tempting new forces.

Let's say the Myth League and Elder fight. If Elder did not know the essence of the Federation of Myths, he was likely to surrender as soon as he saw the defeat. But if I knew the nature, I wouldn't. It was clear that it would resist until the last, which was likely to eventually lead to the loss of the Mythical League.

Naresuan's gaze again turned to the subordinate gods. He was politely raising his hands and slightly lowering his head. Standing in the forefront was Pentecollaia, which had recently changed dramatically but obediently.

‘I was forced to use both carrots and whips. ’

Naresuan looks down at the mask in his hand. It wasn't white when it changed.

Dark as darkness.

It was a black mask.

Edwin, who wore a power-raiser mask upside down, filled his tongue with drag. The people sitting right in front of me were frustrated and threatened to die.

“You have a headache, Young Min. ”

The moment I didn't know that I was participating in the lower congregation, I was worried about the people.

Edwin admired it in many ways.

‘What does he usually think about? ’

It was amazing to think of power exposure at that moment, but I was worried about the fact that I had such an accident.

Edwing knew the people well. And when Edwin saw it, the people were never geniuses. Rather, it was close to a sincere endeavor.

That's why I was worried. It's like a computer overloaded and exploding. Maybe I'm tired of falling down.

Edwin pointed his finger at the back of his back, and the female tripod of the 17th clan was making clothes like this.

“Look at Ayoung and Asuka. It's so cute to play with masks and clothes. Teff's sister is pretty, too. This banquet is even the most important dance, so we'll have less exposure to information. You can just come and enjoy it. I have this opportunity to give Teff my favorite costume..... ”

Edwin blurred the end of the moment and avoided the gaze of the people. I said again with a different voice.

“Well, what I just said is more like a joke, but I don't think it's going to lead to that kind of power exposure. ”

Article 17 has so far been fought against several races. However, the only sub-gods that absorbed the membrane were Bart and Asca. Given that the two have been tightened from the beginning, it means that they have not absorbed the sub-God only once.

The inhabitants nodded nicely.

“If you were a fake god who survived so far, you would have fought at least once. And I would choose whether or not to accept sub-gods every battle. It's not going to mean that much as there are so many variables. ”

“Are you kidding me? ”

“It's not like that. ”

“Not a dog horn, though. ”

Edwin mixes jokes with half-jokes and walks a rock of cancer to the people. He was a superman and a lost soul thanks to his martial arts, but suddenly there was no answer to the rock. After a while, I rolled out on the floor with Edwin.

The three women who were eager to change their clothes were not interested in what the people and Edwin were doing. A poor soul, lying on the floor, vomits its breath.

“As you said, I may find it too complicated. ”

“Yes, rest your head. Don't you get tired of living like that when you meet him? ”

Edwin stood up and approached the women. Bart, who was standing alone among the women, welcomed Edwin.

The people looked back with their heads bent and looked at the five gods of Article 17.

Three superior gods and two lower gods.

Dang Ayong was equal to each other. He did not ignore Asca, the lower god, and Asca did not struggle because Dang Ayong was the higher god.

But are other new generations equal, like Section 17?

Edwin said the banquet would have fewer information exposures as it was the most important dance.

What does the head of household mean at this banquet? Is that just it?

Young Min smiled bitterly. Edwin's horseman or soul itself had too many thoughts. Perhaps more than half of what I normally think was useless.

But I couldn't stop thinking. I was forced to squeeze my wisdom desperately, even with small clues.

The defeat of the gods in war will soon lead to death.

Not only the people themselves, but everyone, including Dae-a-young, dies and meets 17 clans.

The Villager still hasn't forgotten the Lightning God of the Nectars. It is now called Decor to the Elders. A fake god who will disappear and no longer exist.

I didn't want to be like him. If Dang Ayong or Tefnet thought so, it seemed like vomiting would come out of the horror.

The people chose to hide again.

Anyway, the banquet was a month later. It was based on handover time, but it was enough.

‘Let's celebrate White Yooseong's wedding for now. ’

Thunderstorm, son, and White Yooseong, grandson.

The people who laughed at the meal stood up. When I saw myself, I rushed to Dang Ayong, who was gesturing.

White Yooseong's marriage proceeded magnificently.

Elder's wedding was usually rustic, but White Yooseong's wedding was different. Maybe it was the marriage that the lieutenant personally promoted.

All the elders living in the big town attended the wedding, and the celebration of more than a thousand guests brought white and black together.

It was the green oil that received the bouquet made by Asca, and the white oil and the black chocolate were made in the Great War.

There were so many people who had tears on the wedding day. The small tree wept almost, and the green oil and green lightning showed a few drops of tears mixed with the touch. Dan-a-young cried a little, too.

What would it feel like to have a child born between white and black?

The people went out of the central temple with pleasant curiosity.

“Hey, hey. You're late.”

“Sorry.”

The man who apologized moderately to the bruising Edwing stood next to Dae-young. At first, it was Dan-A-young who was frightened when she saw the clothes that revealed her ankles, but she was wearing a mini wedding dress that revealed where her legs went.

“Does it suit you?”

“Beautiful.”

It was almost impossible to see who was doing it. Asuka was sending Wink to the Elderly Dang Young.

Edward Wing and Tefnet were playing costumes the most like a dance. In no time, Edward, who was wearing a red armor that seemed to be flying high in the sky, covered his face with a golden mask. Tefnet wore cute clothes with a tail and a cat ear headband to check if he had a cat motif.

"Was there a cat in Egypt? ’

Asuka and Bart used to be werewolves and witches, but they went well together.

Young Min wore a black tuxedo to mate with Dae-a-young. Now all I had to do was wear a mask and I was ready to go to the ball.

“Why don't you switch? ”

Just like the mask from the ghost of the opera, Dang Ah-young in the mask covered his face and nose. The inhabitant looks down at the mask for a moment and nods.

“Yeah, I'm just going to write it like this. Officer Cosplay?"

“Cosplay?”

“There's something Edwin likes. ”

“I don't know what it is, but it's not a good thing, then. ”

The people couldn't stand the laughter. Edwin and Dan-A-young lift their masks as they hear each other hitting each other.

A white mask with nothing but eyeholes.

The inhabitant wears a mask. He looks at the officer on a large ship sitting in the divine system of Article 17.

The man in the white mask, who was in charge of Article 17, remained silent after a brief greeting. I was a little disappointed, but hoped that I would give you some advice about demons this time.

Since the time of mythology came to pass, the banquet has also unfolded in the skies of handover. It could not be seen in the handover, as it was a banquet unfolding on high, but it still felt strangely different from the time it was held in the new world.

Under this night sky is Elder.

I am facing the same wind under the same sky.

The people who enjoyed the breeze with pleasure opened their eyes wide at the moment. It was because I saw a big boat not far away.

At first glance, more than three times the size of Article 17 was a large sailboat. The inhabitants reflexively aroused the divine power. I recognized the face of the goddess standing on the deck of the sailboat as she slipped through the night sky.

“Pentecilia?”

Goddess who was in the top six at the time of the World Quest.

The god of the Amazonians.

I already knew that she had joined the Myth Federation. However, I felt different when I saw it with my own eyes. I also heard the feeling of a satellite that I didn't know what to do.

Why did she choose the Federation of Myths? Was it impossible to surrender to Elder?

Pentesileia lifts her head and looks toward the people. Exactly, I saw a ship with 17 trillion people, but somehow I felt like I had snowed.

And the people realized the cause of the Saturn.

‘The boys are gone. ’

Three men guarding Pentecollaia as if they were slaves.

The three were fake gods who joined Pentecollaia in the first place. If Pentecollaia had joined the Federation of Myths, they would also have become part of the Federation of Myths. But I couldn't see it. Where the hell did they go?

I couldn't find an answer to the question. Pentecollaia entered the ship again, and the ship, presumably from the Mythical Federation, arrived at the banquet hall a step earlier.

“What are you doing? I have to get ready to get off. ”

Article 17's ship was also about to arrive. The banquet hall was a splendid garden decorated on the island.

I crossed my arms with the people as if Dan-A-young were flirting. Edwin, Tephnet, Asuka and Bart were already getting off the boat following the guidance of a man in a white mask.

Young Min also hurriedly moved his steps. At the wharf, the false gods of the Mythical League were literally gathering together. At first glance, forty seemed satisfied.

The Federation of Myths.

An enemy that Elder must fight in the future.

The soul who had chosen to hide once ate his heart firmly. Edwin told me to enjoy the banquet lightly, but I couldn't either. I had to find out everything I could through this banquet.

Bart and Asca, who had been excited to participate in the banquet for a long time, took the lead, followed by Edwin and Tefnet. Yeongmin walked a little behind in keeping with Dae-a-young.

A garden entrance for each dock.

Edwin, who was on his way from the front, stopped suddenly. Because there was a man standing at the entrance, as if he were obstructing the position of Article 17.

Neither large nor small. She was literally an unmated woman, neither dry nor fat. There was only one thing unusual about her in a black male suit.

A black mask with nothing but a hole.

She takes one step. She bends her head slightly, with her arms open, as she greets Joe 17.

Officer, or a fake god who got here first?

Not all of them.

The woman in the black mask said in a husky voice.

“Yakin.”

“And Decor. ”

A man with a ponytail.

At the entrance to the garden stood a man in a black mask.

Yakin.

Decor.

The moment I heard the names of the two men, the people were reflexively combative. He bounces off like a bullet and stands behind Edwin and Tefnet.

It was Dae-a-young who participated in the sudden change of attitude of the inhabitants. Unlike the Yeoman, Dan-A-young could not immediately recall who the black masked people were and what their names meant. But she believed in the people. That's why I launched a horrible hostility against men and women in black masks like a mother tiger to protect their cubs.

The man in the black mask took a step back, flinching for a moment, but that was all. The woman in the black mask stands still as if nothing had happened.

The divine power of the people has been activated. The people ‘know’ the two people in front of their eyes.

There was a disturbance as expected. It was only a partial reading of the current state of the two men.

“I know what you're capable of. There's no way we don't know anyone else. ”

A man in a black mask snorts and says, According to his reading, he was anxious. I was afraid of Article 17, including the people, and I also looked shallow at it at the same time.

The woman in the black mask was simple. The face in the mask seemed to be making a stubborn expression.

[Young Min, who are they?]

Dae-A-young watched the front and asked with a loud voice. The answer came from Edwin behind his back, not from the people.

“Decor... the god of lightning of the Nectars? Is that him?! ”

Nectar, the first heterosexual race Elder encountered.

I was terrified by Dae-young who remembered what Decor was.

“That's ridiculous! You're dead! Lightning storm's down! ”

A thunderstorm that turned into a monster killed the thunderstorm god. He who summoned the Needle Sword Storm was cut off and annihilated.

Decor smiles trembling as if this situation were so much fun. I was pleasantly positive.

“Yes, that monster... Elder's monster swung his sword at me as a god. Take away my green lightning and the nectars. ”

Anger and obsession. An enemy that cannot be hidden.

The god of lightning is surely dead. Why is he in front of us now?

‘The source of the false divine power is the race. Faith of the tribe.’

The Spirit came up with one hypothesis, and I struggled without knowing it.

Article 17 created a story to absorb the ‘Nectars’ into Elder.

The devil misled Nectar.

The god of lightning that Nectars believed in is evil.

The Elders believed the story and accepted the poor Nectars. The Nectars also turned their resentment arrows to the lightning god, not Elder, so they could be one with Elder.

Elders then often put the name of the evil devil Decor in their mouths. It was no exaggeration to say that something bad happened because of Decor.

Such thoughts.

Such faith.

But it was not the décor in front of his eyes that confused his people even more. It was a woman who described herself as Yakin.

The god of lightning, Decor, was real. Even so, it was a fake god who participated in the war of gods.

But it wasn't Yakin. She was created in a story that did not exist in the first place.

A story that was made to take Bart and Asca as sub-gods, to allow the coolers to join Elder as Nectars did in the past. As Bath and Asuka recall, the ‘evil darkness’ that they once said and saw. A 'mighty evil’ that abducted and misled two children of the gods of the earth.

That was Yakin, a fiction created only by convenience, which does not exist.

Faith creates demons.

The demon that white masked man and rainbow haired woman warned.

The Villager saw a black mask worn by Saxam Yakin and Decor. And I understood that it was not a mask because it was the 'most important dance’. Contrary to a man in a white mask or a woman with rainbow hair. So the black mask they're wearing.

“Have you seen Donna with a tight head? ”

Decor shakes his head. He exaggerates as if he were the main character of the play.

“Article 17, the messenger of Elder. You can be proud. There aren't many species that have actually embodied beings like us. Your Elder is amazing. ”

Obtain power by offering a living offering.

And giving it its power is evil.

If Article 17 were to offer a living offering, who would receive it? Are you sure it's Yakin and Decor in front of you? Then, the act of offering the mountain offering itself increases the power of Yakin and Decor?

It makes sense, then, that the white masked man and the rainbow-haired woman are still using the 'power of the devil’.

Decor tugs Yakin behind his back. He put his chin on Yakin's shoulder and said to Article 17:

“I just came by to say a simple hello today. Enjoy the banquet. ”

At the end of the speech, darkness bursts from Yakin's entire body. The darkness that swallowed up Yakin and Decor melted into the night sky, and no trace of it could ever be found.

“Oh, my God. I was just saying..... ”

Asca mutters, stumbling as if she felt dizziness. The same was true of Stan Bart, who hugged Asca in surprise.

Those in black masks.

The presence of the demon that the officer in the white mask warned.

“Young Min.”

Dae-a-young looked at the people with anxious eyes. However, Young Min could not answer that question to Dae-young. The thoughts that filled the mind of the people blocked all senses.

Fake God became a demon.

Evil that the tribe believed was embodied as a real demon.

Then what are the white masks?

If those demons, who wear black masks, are the reverse of white masks, how can the presence of white masks be explained?

The Villager turns around. Leaving the dock, he sees a ship floating in the night sky.

A man in a white mask stood on a ship without a word.

Inside the garden form banquet hall was filled with fake gods. Even the lower gods participated and seemed to have at least 1.5 times more people than the last banquet.

The moment he entered the Chamber of Representatives, the people realized that what Edwin said was the right answer.

The best dance ever.

Edward said that it would be harder to get information as long as they were impersonating each other than before.

It was as it was. I couldn't recognize who it was. Even Edward Wing, Tephnet, Bart and Asca, who were with the group, seemed difficult to distinguish.

"It's a sack."

There was a lot to find out at this banquet. At least I had to face Knut and Weissman. But this is why I wondered if it would be possible. Neither Knut nor Weissman seemed to be able to find himself.

‘Moreover, there is no guarantee that only false gods will be found. ’

The beings in the banquet hall were as diverse in color as the purple. There were also a lot of white masks and black masks in the middle of the game, whether those masked men were fake gods or administrators of the game and demons.

I felt a warm feeling in the middle of the confusion. Dan-a-young, who held his hand tightly, said with a loud voice.

[Spread your emotions as I taught you before. Then we'll be able to split up. Zeus, Knutt, Weissman, how many times have you faced him?]

Dan-A-young slightly lifts his head and doesn't forget to send a smile of support. The young man nods. After pushing out a few thoughts that complicated my head, I did what I learned from Dang Ayong.

The feeling of spreading widely.

How to divide your opponent through non-appearance groups.

The inhabitant turned his gaze aside at some point. As if I had made an appointment in advance, there was a man who walked quickly towards this side.

“Odin.”

He was a man in Toga who was likely to appear in the film Benheña.

Zeus, head of the Twelve Gods of Olympus.

The people blinked at me without my knowledge. How did Zeus recognize himself and speak with pride?

The white mask covers his face, but Zeus explains why he only saw and understood it in front of his nose.

“Obviously. Men and women standing side by side. The difference in height between the two people, the color of their hair, the composition of the group, etc. There are as many clues as there are. ”

“There was a real headache. ”

Edwin, who murmured a little, put out his tongue, and the spirit did not hide his surprise. But there were still surprises.

“Odin, are you here? ”

A splendid white armor and a fluttering red cloak. A golden hair that glides behind a white mask.

Young Min, too, didn't have any emotions this time, but he knew who the opponent was.

“Knut, I call you Odin... But how did you know? ”

Did Knutt do the reasoning on the same terms as Zeus?

Knut shrugs and says, "What's so difficult?"

“Look at the shape of the body, okay? If both of you are dressed like that, you can make it quick. ”

“Are they all due to sin? ”

This side was more than Zeus. No, if you think about it, is it because of the spirit that tried to divide the opponent in the first place?

“I have to cancel what I said last time. Good luck, Young Min. ”

After a small murmur, Edwin breaks up with the people and heads to Tefnet and elsewhere. Bart and Asca nodded lightly and went inside the banquet hall. because they decided to gather information by sharing it with each other.

Dae-a-young did not fall beside the inhabitants as usual. I was wearing a mask, but unlike the people, I could see everything in my mouth, and my eyes were sharpening as if I were a cat full of medicine.

The Villager asked Zeus.

“Haven't you seen Wiseman? ”

“Well, that inspiration would be quite awkward to face me right now. ”

The eyes of the people and Knut have turned thin. If the situation between the two suddenly became chaotic, there was only one guess.

“Zeus, you played a fun prank. ”

The voice of the people was heard behind his back. Zeus, who was facing the people, burst into a cool laugh as he chattered in the mask.

“If it was fun, I'd make fun of myself. ”

Wiseman was wearing the same dark robe that would only suck the light. It also had a hood over its head, which mingled with a gray mask, reminiscent of the Nazgull that appeared in the Lord of the Rings.

“Isn't there even one sub-god? ”

“So do you. ”

Neither of them denied each other's words. I felt heavy pressure between the words coming gently.

In his drowsiness, Dae-a-young, who was caught between the two men, grabbed the people's arms with a turquoise face. Zeus who saw him spoke to the people this time.

“Was it Bart and Askaj who ruled the coolers before they left? I bet Odin absorbed you as a sub-god. ”

“You did something useless. It's your own behavior, though. ”

Wiseman said the same thing.

Absorption of the subdivine was simultaneously present in the intestine · unit.

If it was an advantage, it was also a new knowledge. In fact, Article 17 did not look very closely at the agricultural knowledge that Asca had.

The disadvantages were the differentiation of faith and the dispersal of opinions. It was natural to share a limited number of abilities.

The reason Zeus did not accept the subordinate god could be guessed to be Shi 'i. Article 6 already contained too many false gods. There were already twelve, so I couldn't afford to accept the subdivine.

But Wiseman was alone. Nevertheless, not accepting a sub-god could also be interpreted as a confident foothold that there was no need for a sub-god's knowledge.

The villagers who had already confronted Weissman several times were so Weissman's story that they handed him over to him, but he was not Dang-young. She looked straight at Wiseman and said:

“It's useless. Bart and Asca are excellent colleagues. We could have been a little better because we had two people. ”

Asca, who usually hits her head but cares about her like a brother, would have liked to hear this.

Weissman looks down at Dae-young and smiles in the mask.

“Elder's Strong and Beautiful Fighter. ”

Green god.

Somehow, Weissman didn't like dawning in front of his eyes. I even felt familiar.

This time, the young man grabbed the arm of the young man. I stepped forward and asked Weissman.

“Fight against the Myth Federation, why did you back off so much? ”

It was the most important information to find out at this banquet. The tedious search war against the Wiseman was pointless and asked a straightforward question.

Weissman didn't like the embarrassment of such a people either.

“Maybe it was because your wind was too fast. ”

Wiseman, referring to it as a clear revenge, turned his gaze to Knut. Knut smiles as he goes.

“Odin and Knut. I'll give you two one piece of advice. ”

Weissman said, holding his breath for a moment.

“Prepare for the battle against the Mythical Federation. Because the time of battle is coming faster than you think. ”

The mythical League that absorbed Amazoness had Elder's information. That was why the clashes with the Mythical League were an inevitable alliance between the people and Knut.

But Wiseman said the time would come a little sooner. What was the meaning hidden in that sudden congregation?

“Hugh, why is Weissman giving such kind advice? ”

Zeus sneaks in. The mask covered his face, but his eyes couldn't cover it.

Wiseman replied at ease.

“You might want to play a more fun game with your opponent. Zeus, just like you. ”

The moment I heard Weissman's answer, the people were convinced.

Zeus hit the Wiseman. Whether it was an all-out attack or a mere ambush to deter. And because of the attack, Weissman turned his military around earlier than expected.

The story fell smoothly. Then the Olympians, a race of Zeus, were more likely to be in the west. There was no human habitable land north of Wiseman's territory.

There was a silent conversation between the four fake gods, except Dae-young. It was an intense exploratory war in which light words were used to dig into each other's consciousness and information.

It was Zeus who put an early end to this fight, which could also be called joyful intellectual amusement. He pointed to the entrance in one corner of the banquet hall.

“Sounds like the mythical Federation guys. ”

Even if it were a banquet with subordinates, it would be a mythical league with close to forty people in a crowd.

Wiseman saw a man standing at the forefront of the Myth Federation. I could only think of Nareshuan as a man of copper-like skin dressed in leopard leather and wearing a vicious black ghost mask.

Wiseman turned towards you.

“Share your stories. I must achieve one of the objectives of this banquet. ”

I was a Wiseman who had already taken steps before I even finished talking. Next to him, walking straight towards Nareshuan, was a rainbow haired woman. A woman with a rainbow hair turned her head for a moment and looked back at Zeus, her people, Dan-A-young and Knut.

“You're helping them, aren't you? ”

It was a pleasant voice, full of playfulness. Weissman replied without looking back at the woman.

“It's my freedom to choose my opponent to fight, as I said before. Furthermore……. ”

“Furthermore?”

“I don't like disgusting scammers very much. ”

“Hey, Weissman. You know what?”

“What do you mean? ”

“I like you pretty much now. ”

A rainbow haired woman, holding the Weissman's arm tightly as if flirting, stood down from the Weissman's side at the end of her words.

Wiseman did not look back at the woman with the rainbow hair. I just lightly swung my arms to make the lobe flutter.

Did you say that there is a distorted face hiding inside a beautiful golden mask?

In a grey mask, Wiseman laughed happily. I took steps to take off the disgusting mask of the Myth Federation.