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Al-Karhudin, a warrior of the Emirate of Amir, looked around in a daze.
He was a high-ranking warrior, armed with magic armor and wearing a magnificent turban, but now he felt as weak as a child.
“Run away!”
“Oh my God!”
“The six-winged serpent is angry!”
Among the 'volunteers' who climbed up the pyramid altar, several imperfect mutant eroders emerged.
Three-headed monsters ran rampant in the middle of the high stairs.
puck.
It bit three people at the same time and swung its neck, and its torso flew in front of him.
The precious offerings were fighting among themselves, causing chaos.
It must become the nutrient for conquering Soletaras… … .
In addition, even the Asinbyeong warriors were unable to control themselves.
The warriors controlling the area around the altar have mutated.
“Keeeeeek-!”
They wielded blade-clawed arms and a thousand tongue-like tentacles, devouring the Mecharis subjects who had come out to watch the rites of incarnation.
“The warriors of Asinbyeong are crazy!”
“You monsters! Let go!”
“What is going on?!”
Even if an unmutated soldier stabs the spear.
Thud!
It bounced off iron-like hide and steel-like scales.
puck!
The boy who was standing next to Al Karhudin was crushed by one of the eight paws of the rhinoceros-like eroder and turned to blood.
'Imam. Imams… …!'
The Imams, who had to control the warriors, were not in a very good situation either.
The Imam next to him had two eyes on his forehead, two eyes on his cheeks, two eyes on his nipples, and he was roaring with his mouth wide open between his stomach.
“Keeeeee-!”
The dark blue mental waves roared, and some of the fleeing citizens were transformed into incomplete eroders on the spot.
“No! No!”
“Pa, my arm!”
“Your hair is… weird!”
His arms swelled several times their size and flail around wildly, squeezing the people next to him, his neck grew like a snake and blocked the road, and his hair, which had turned into thorns, shot out in all directions.
The reason Al Karhudin has not mutated or gone mad yet is because he has been focusing on his own training without relying on his usual compatibility.
Because of this, he could neither change nor go mad, but watched everything pass by before his eyes.
“Karuruk!”
“Kick kick!”
“Shiieeek!”
From the central altar where the warriors, imams, warrior candidates, and volunteers had gathered, a large number of fully mutated level eroders emerged, spreading out in all directions and trampling on the subjects gathered around the pantheon.
What should have happened in Soletaraon was happening in Mecharis.
Surprisingly, Al Karhudin remained relatively calm.
“Hmm.”
I never dreamed that something like this would happen in Mecca, but whenever war broke out between the Amirs, similar things happened in the border towns.
Although I was surprised and angry, I was not dumbfounded by the unprecedented sight.
But what happened the next moment was quite different.
Everyone was screaming and running away from the altar.
“Kwaaaaak!”
“Eww!”
“Ahhhhh!”
In the meantime, only one person was walking towards the altar, towards the six-winged serpent that appeared at the top of it.
Tight black ponytail, blazing eyes.
‘… … Soletaras Dragon Blood Royal Family.’
Belisarios looked at the six-winged serpent.
Even amid the screams and roars erupting from all sides, Al Karhudin could hear Belisarios.
There was even a hint of laughter in his voice.
“We meet again.”
A golden light flashed from Belisarios' eyes, golden energy rose up from his hands, and his mouth, filled with white teeth, opened.
Then he shouted at the six-winged serpent.
“The Burning Thorn Wheel of Pain.”
Ddddddd!
A golden aura flashed, and the ground beneath their firm feet shook.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The next moment, dozens of golden chains shot out of the ground and soared up over the pyramid.
Charrrrrrrrrrrr-!
Each of these chains was thicker than a man's torso, had sharp thorns, and was hotter than glowing coals.
The chains wrapped around the six wings of the serpent.
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“Kaaaah!”
The six-winged snake twisted its body as if in pain.
Ting, titi ting!
The serpent's wings were strong enough to create a sandstorm each time, but the heated chain did not break, and with each stroke it returned to the ground, pulling the six-winged serpent down to the pyramid.
Charrrrrrrrrr-!
"no."
Al Karhudin felt a reflexive fear.
The six-winged serpent was their god, their symbol, and their pride.
“Stop! I said stop!”
That god was now being dragged down the pyramid by the Dragon Blood Emperor.
'How dare humans defy our gods and laws!'
* * *
Belisarios approached the six-winged serpent.
A giant snake and a man smaller than the snake's eyes stared at each other as if the surrounding chaos had not even occurred to them.
“I never thought I would see you again like this.”
The six-winged serpent answered in a voice that seemed to echo directly in his head.
“Envious of Soletaras.”
It was a voice that seemed to recognize Belisarios.
Al-Karhudin would normally have shed tears of joy at hearing the sound of God's jade, but now was not the time for that.
“Oh my god!”
Because Belisarios lit the fire.
“I think it’s pretty high. Right? Maybe 5%? Maybe 7%.”
It was a sinister flame that seemed to burn the soul.
“The door isn’t closed yet, so tell the main body on the other side. I’ll be grateful. And tell them not to come back again!”
The flames covered the snake's entire body.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Since it was not properly coordinated through nuclear weapons, but rather forcibly dragged out while tied up in chains, it was not able to exert its power properly, no matter how old it was.
Flash!
For a moment, a bright light flashed that was blinding.
The heat and brilliance were so intense that tears flowed from Alkarhudin's eyes.
And when he opened his eyes again, the six-winged serpent was nowhere to be found.
"iced coffee."
The long body that had spanned the entire 400m pyramid was completely vaporized.
The royal family of Soletaras still stood there.
He seemed out of breath, raised his head to the sky and cleared his throat several times.
Cold sweat broke out on his veiny neck.
Al-Karhudin drew his sword and rushed at Belisarios.
The man who killed God had to die.
“What the heck is this!”
It wasn't a question I had asked in hopes of an answer, but an unexpected answer came back.
“That’s what they’ve been doing to us all this time.”
Al Karhudin gritted his teeth.
You have received the grace of unity, yet you don't even know how to be happy.
As expected, the royal family of Soletaras were all stupid monsters.
“And that’s what you were trying to do to us.”
Saaaaah.
Belisarios exuded an inhuman aura.
Golden eyes turned to Al Karhudin.
“Huh!”
He was frozen in place, his feet rooted to the floor, unable to move.
The other warriors who came to their senses and ran towards me were in a similar situation.
“The body…….”
"this!"
The Soletaras royal family looked around at them, clenched their fists, and then trembled.
“I’ve been fighting with you guys in the Imperial lands for over 40 years now. No matter how well I do, it’s just a fight for the bottom line. I’m sick of fighting to lose less. How long do you think that girl and I are going to be cleaning up after things go wrong?”
A red aura enveloped his body, and a twisting sound was heard.
Carddddddddddd-!
The next moment, six wings made of flame sprouted from his back.
Belisarios looked up to the sky and let out a mental wave.
“Ah, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-!”
The crimson waves spread out as if they were going to cover the entire Pantheon.
-!
–!
The deafening roar and the blinding flames dizzily blinded my eyes and ears.
At the last moment, Al-Karhudin saw the Altar Pyramid engulfed in flames.
'no.'
* * *
Naseria heard a loud noise in one of the palace rooms and ran out onto the terrace.
Kwa-ang!
Soon she saw a mushroom cloud rising from the Pantheon.
The altar pyramid that seemed to pierce the sky was destroyed, a fierce wind laden with heat blew all the way to the palace, and countless subjects fled.
She dropped the bouquet of flowers she was holding, feeling dazed.
Only the purple eyes blinked blankly for a minute.
Naseria turned to her maid and asked.
“What is this? Belisarios?”
As soon as she asked him about it, he realized that he shouldn't take care of her, because that was the last thing she had left.
“No. His Majesty the Father is here. And Alceste?”
Fortunately for her, the maid wasn't in the mood to nitpick about whose name came first.
“I’m sorry, Your Highness. I, I don’t have anything…….”
The maid sat down like a rotten tree, her brown face turning an unprecedented white.
Naseria instinctively knew that she was not in a position to ask anyone for answers or explanations right now.
She immediately tried to take off her dangling earrings.
At that moment, a familiar shout was heard from the road between the Sultan's Palace and the Mansing Hall.
“He’s coming to the Sultan’s palace! Stop him!”
A young enemy with sand-colored hair and hazel eyes.
Alceste was shouting and commanding the soldiers, warriors, and imams.
Naseria immediately turned around and looked where Alceste was looking.
A human figure with six wings of flame was flying low at about 6 meters in the air, heading towards the Sultan's palace.
'Something went wrong during the ceremony. What were the imams doing? They should have been more careful!'
Elite soldiers hid between the buildings, aiming their bows and crossbows imbued with the power of the ancients.
"firing!"
“Don’t be stingy!”
“Shoot whatever you have!”
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
Arrows glowing in purple, red, blue, and black attacked Inyoung.
Each and every one of those shots was a powerful attack that could take down any foreign beast.
Instead of dodging up or down, Inyoung flapped one of her wings widely toward the soldiers.
Hwarrrrrrrrrr-!
The flames rose like waves and engulfed the soldiers.
“Kwaaaaak!”
“Follow me!”
“Don’t turn it off!”
“Cut it out!”
“It’s already too late!”
Once attached to the body, it did not go out, and when hidden behind a building, it spread, burning the building, and even gave off toxic black smoke.
About a hundred of the deployed shooters were instantly rendered incapacitated.
Naseria gritted her teeth at the sight.
'Is Belisarios okay? I thought he said he'd be watching from the front.'
'It's a humanoid. Did a high-ranking imam suffer?'
'Who on earth is this? We need to know which god the imam primarily serves so that we can respond to the outrage.'
Countless questions arose.
She lifted the veil and squinted her eyes to see Inyoung's face.
'I can't see it.'
From the direction of the Mansinjeon, clouds of dust and flames continued to rise, and thick black smoke rose from Inyeong's wings as well, all because she kept moving.
Naseria turned and went down towards the audience room.
“Surround the station masters! We must protect only the Sultan and Princess Naseria!”
Before he knew it, Alceste had entered the Sultan's palace walls, and Inyoung had also almost reached the front of the palace.
High-ranking imams raised their staffs and hurriedly recited prayers.
“A wall that the rebellious cannot climb over!”
“Nine! Protect the Sultan and the Faith from that demon!”
“Calamity of fire! In the name of Dagon, I command you! Stand back from this wave!”
“There is a high probability that he is the Imam who worshipped both the ‘Brass Bull’ and the ‘Six-Winged Serpent’ as his gods! The Imams who worship ‘Dagon’ and the ‘Thunderbird’ as their gods are attacking!”
Since the position of high imam was not obtained by luck, there were also those who offered sharp analysis and offensive prayers.
Woohoo!
The green force field soared upwards, threatening to cover the entire Sultan's palace.
Thud!
The six-winged figure that had been flying as if nothing was going wrong was blocked in front of him and floundered.
“Ugh!”
Covering his face with one hand and groaning in pain, it seemed as if he was strongly influenced by the god he served.
Then Naseria looked at the people outside the station.
“O Sultan!”
“Don’t abandon us!”
“It’s too late! Run away!”
People who had fled to the Sultan's palace cried out desperately outside the station.
Some people rushed to enter the station, only to be struck down by the station master's magic.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Flames and smoke rose endlessly from Inyoung's six wings, spreading to the city in front of the Sultan's palace.
Inyoung turned her head for a moment as if looking back at those people.
Naseria was anxious about whether Belisarios would be among the people, and hoped that Inyoung would just return to the Pantheon.
Flutter.
Inyoung flapped her flaming wings twice and rose to a height of about 50 meters.
For a moment, she thought Inyoung was trying to run away.
Even if a powerful imam went berserk, it would not be easy to deal with dozens of other high-ranking imams.
Wedge!
The next moment, Inyoung rushed towards the stationmaster.
“……Nothing goes as expected.”
bang!
There was a loud bang.
Tsk tsk tsk-!
Immediately after that, the green station collapsed.