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Wise Civilization Life-Episode 296

296Angry

Aldine replied immediately..

"It's the right word.."

Aldine sees Vipnen and the twenty old gods of Vipnen..

They are not interested in dealing with Avartin.

What they think is that since Abartin was completely conquered, what It is about whether to do.

Aldine hears the stories they talk about.

Some say that they will nourish all the races that exist alive. We've failed in the past, but we're going to succeed this time..

Some will respond by putting each race in a bulkhead I'll see. I said I could compare it to the records I've done in the past..

Some say that they will hide among themselves. That's why they will imitate and learn the feelings of mortal people.

Some control the fate of the mortal, making a huge play in real time He says he's going to decorate it. He was an artist, and he always got a good response from other old gods.

Some talk about cooking in different races. It is known to ripen with a delicate tongue.

Some say they will make love with the mortal. He easily falls in love, and keeps the results as statues for a long time. There are.

Some just want to gather the mortals to suffer. He is a suffering school. I believe pain is the essence of life..

Aldine curses the fact that he is of the same family as them every moment.

"Move, Aldine. Why don't we make atonement?."

"Of course.."

Aldin, the sinner, crawls back to the spot where the old Gods are invisible..

Aldine sinned a long time ago, and he still hasn't done it..

So it still remains in the lowest place of the old gods, or the old Gods.

Be a slave. If they don't show satisfactory indignity, they'll survive. Can't.

Aldine, crawling for a long time, turns around..

Stand on the other side of the perforated castle and look down at Avartin.

Aldine thinks the Temple is incompetent..

The system that the old Gods took over is perfect..

'Nebula, I know you have your own plan..'

What's going on with the Empire?.

Modern firearms are certainly against the weapons that the old Gods have stockpiled. Will do.

Aldine will use those weapons, which is pretty plausible at first. It will look like an aspect.

'But it's just a theatrical play. It's done to satisfy the old gods..'

The true power of the Old God is the System.

The world is already so interwoven.

There is a place for the gods, there is no way to counter the Gods, and this system Vipnen has the final authority to control it..

Aldine borrows as much of that authority as he needs..

I don't know how to deal with the system, even with Aldine..

I know some of the evil gods were trying to do something..

But they finally failed.

Aldine did so well..

I summoned Nebula to this land..

'…Nebula, it would have been nice if you had left in the early days..'

Aldine was going to keep her promise, but stupid Nebula doesn't believe it. Did. Even if you couldn't be a God, you could have survived somewhere.

It's the same suspicion as the illness..

'Wait, if it wasn't for suspicion.…'

Aldine doesn't want to think about anything more than that..

Then there will be too much left in your mind, and you will focus on your work. Can't.

Aldine manipulates the system to move Avartin's perforations.

The floating modifications start working.

'This is just an eye yogi..'

Even if the empire does something against these weapons, Aldine I won't mind..

The old gods have lived long, and in the warehouse there are countless remnants of sleep.

In addition, Tiangong Castle lives in the magic world and has a labyrinth-like structure. Even the old gods don't know exactly what is there.

'You might get through it at first. But you will be defeated at the end.'

Aldine was going to end this war quickly..

I'm sorry to think of the suffering of Avartin since the end of the war., the war itself is also a pain.

'So there's only one way to relieve you of your pain. ... Nebula.'

The system is always accurate.

The gods of the Temple escaped properly, and I believe they hid their appearance., it is not.

'This death is my gift.'

Aldine put his finger over the system window..

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Sanctuary of Baustan.

The Baustan Revolutionary Army headquarters pitched tents around the sanctuary and protected the area. There were.

Olav Doran, who was in the command tent, was nervously holding his back. When I saw the Sylph, Horaine, coming in at the entrance, I asked him urgently..

"What were you doing??"

Olav had no intention of remaining in the sanctuary here in the first place..

The best thing is to lead the nebula to the Imperial army.

There may be some friction, but it's worth it.

If you lead it well, it's bad for the Revolutionary army's image makeover. There is no thing.

Olav knows. Revolution is not simply a gun and a knife.

We always need comrades to join the revolution, and they need guns and guns. I can't move with a knife..

You have to move your mind..

But the Nebula decided not to cut it..

I'm going to remain in the sanctuary of Baustan..

Without being able to do so, Olav sent a man to contact the Imperial army separately. And I decided to keep the Nebula until the Imperial army came..

Olav said he would give him a safer, more spacious command tent. Nebula refused it..

I asked for time to be alone with the excuse that I had something to do. Olav could not refuse any of the conditions that Nebula demanded..

It's dangerous for Olav to remain alone in the sanctuary, so he said, " Please." The sun persuaded him, but Nebula said he didn't have the pistol he had been given. I've even heard of it. Olav was worried about whether he really knew he was going to shoot. I couldn't even try it..

The cleanest bedding left in the bag and the cleanest bedding left in the bag. Send Yeobul's clothes, basic necessities, and a bottle when it's time to get stuck. I was trying to promote the meal..

"Yachun.?"

"Hey, then who are you going to tell me?."

At first, he was pounding his chest while watching the nebula. Now, after looking at it a few times, he replied, " No..

"You're just sitting still. What do you say about that? Patriarchy?"

"Still?"

"I think you have a lot to think about.."

"Meals?"

"Dinner? I just came to give it to you.."

"No, you didn't have lunch.."

Horatian looked into the paper bag he was holding.

"Well, you left half-eaten.."

"What? You don't seem to have any problems with your body? Don't you just leave food from yesterday??"

Horaine frowned.

"General, it's strange not to leave. Our unit's emergency food is garbage. It's rather amazing to have half of it. Of course, I thought the mouth was high-grade.."

"It doesn't taste like that.?"

"It's the General. You're good at anything.."

"Well..., our race is the original.."

"Why do you revile Amon Frogman."

Olav pretended he didn't hear it, and then continued the conversation..

"The kids sentry is good.?"

"I didn't doze. They're originally good friends, aren't they?."

"Yeah. ... No, it's okay this evening, isn't it? You're right about your taste buds, right? I was fine.."

"…General, can we turn it into an Imperial army ration??"

Olav sighed as he thought of the future of the Revolutionary Army.

"No matter what the outside situation is.?"

"The General is wearing a radio receiver all day.."

That was right..

Olav listened to the news sent to Orazen Public Broadcasting.

The World was turning upside down.

No matter how it may end, the future of the Revolutionary army won't matter anymore. I didn't know..

'You're broken. But the more you do this, the more you have to make up your mind..'

Olav swept his folding rifle habitually, and his I saw the soldier dreaming in the corner..

"What are you doing??"

"I'm packing.."

"Pigtails Packaging?"

"The food that Yacheon left behind. I don't think we can sell this to enthusiasts.?"

"…Oh, pathetic burns. How a secularist.…"

"Secularism is secularism, and capitalism is not capitalism. We're raising military funds from our enemies.."

Olav told Horatian why he didn't say a word this time. I opened my mouth with the idea of tingling..

-Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo…

If the bizarre noise didn't come from outside the tent..

I heard a voice from the radio that Olav was wearing in his chest.

He was a sentry..

"Northwest, 1000, non-identified. Fast access."

Olav answered quickly..

"Stop resting and immediately switch to a vigilant posture. Waiting tank Tent forward."

Olav put his rifle on and checked the bullet house..

I've checked all day, so there's no problem..

Horaine said.

"Do you go directly?"

"You stay here.."

"What do you do to protect the tent without the general??"

As Olav walked away, Horaine followed..

There was already a squad of waiting troops running..

"Keep the drank Yacheon. If you think it's against my beliefs, quit now.."

The atmosphere is silent..

If you have an objection, it's the military rate of the Baustan Revolutionary Army to answer in two seconds. I mean, no one will quit..

Olav literally passed the waiting tank and climbed with a quick step towards the Sanctuary.

The atmosphere followed.

Olav said to the simple walkie-talkie.

"From the present time, we go to the protection of the night spring we drank. Life is not guaranteed. It is contrary to our beliefs. I'm not qualified as a general in the Revolutionary Army, so I'll guarantee the safety of deserters.. Each unit identifies deserters and reports personnel.."

A few steps up to the sanctuary, Olav felt a thousand gold weight.

The voice began to flow from the walkie-talkie..

"1Platoon Report, 0 people."

"2I'm looking at the platoon. No desertion hope.."

"3Platoon Report Dream, 0 people."

"4Platoon Report, 0.."

"I'm the Headquarters Squadron leader. We listened to President Sarcho's speech. General, we have not abandoned our beliefs. We think this fight is a revolution.."

Olav closed his lips firmly and opened his mouth.

"Hey, Headquarters Squadron. Don't say what you feel, report the number of people.."

"…0It's a name.."

"Yeah. I understand that there are no deserters in the squad. Do what we've been through so far. Don't be scared.."

2The platoon leader said.

"Honestly, it's not as scary as the Imperial army. They have to get hit once.."

Laughter is heard among the soldiers poised on the lookout under the sanctuary.

Olav has a smile on his mouth..

The surviving Revolutionary Army is as strong as the Imperial Army.

Maybe in some parts it's stronger than the Imperial army..

They have no intention of going to the land of the beginning even if they die.

Accept death as death is as good as those who are good at Semantic law Their will has a different corner.

'The hell are the imperial guys. How slumbering it is..'

Olav kicked his tongue and looked northwest.

Because the shadow was losing itself..

The existence of the doubt is so fast, that even in the night sky, it already has its shape Visible.

'…It looks bizarre..'

In some parts, it reminds us of the old gods depicted on the radio receiver.

But if you take a human out of the word "like a human with wings," you're going to have to take a human out of it. Olav thought, maybe that's what it looks like..

Flying was a mass of wings.

There are seven irregular, or nine inferred wings, and there are seven irregular, or nine irregular, wings. It flew, and there were a few eyes in the middle of it..

And around it, three of the floating crystals slowly revolve.

Olav said.

"First, secure the identity of Yacheon. And I'll retreat to the built defense line and fight the enemy.."

The squad leader nodded.

"All right.."

"No, wait.."

Olav thought there was still enough distance, 300 meters above At about the height, the monster was confirmed to be flying at a standstill.

'I mean, I stopped.…'

Olav inferred.

Olav's reputation as a commander has always been a quick judgment of his tenure. Raised.

'…You don't have to come close anymore..'

Olav said to the simple walkie-talkie.

"All right! Start shooting! Run the waiting tank.!"

Before Olav can give his orders, the waiting group runs ahead of Olav. There were.

The Baustan Revolutionary army was waiting in the forest around the red-hot sanctuary of Baustan The ravine flashed as the fire began..

-oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…

The monster appears to have a bullet hit, but it's not fatal Seemed to be.

I just wrapped a few wings as if to protect my body, and now I'm shamelessly He stopped in the air without flapping his wings.

The monster's eyes were gazing at the Baustan Sanctuary.

Olav said on the walkie-talkie.

"What's the mortar?!"

"I just finished dressing up! Shoot now! Launch!"

The mortars, which were supposed to be howitzers, fired directly at the enemy in the air.

At the moment, several dozen meters of the monster was engulfed in high-bomb flames.

In the blazing flames, the monster must have stumbled.

'All right, it works..'

But Olav doesn't believe in these moments..

If you can afford to project firepower, you should smash it until the enemy is powdered.

"Captain Povanj! Shoot at maximum firing speed! Melt the fog.!"

-Thump! Thump! ... Thump!

In the ensuing blow, the monster slowly became engulfed in flames Began to lower the altitude.

'Is it going down? Or…?'

Olav, with his rifle in one hand, almost waits and looks towards the sanctuary. I walked up..

Olav is standing in front of the sanctuary, unable to enter the atmosphere. Saw.

"What are you doing, ye??"

"No, I... that's it.…"

Olav doubted his eyes.

Black beetles were on the floor.

These beetles have no place inside them. It drifted and flowed out of the Sanctuary..

Horaine never mentioned it, so it certainly existed before. They didn't..

"…What?"

I heard a voice from the walkie-talkie..

"General! The monster is right behind you.!"

Olav looked back..

It was exactly what I heard on the walkie-talkie..

Lower the altitude, and the monster floating at almost the same height as the sanctuary I was looking at the sanctuary with my wings wide open . .

Yellow eyes begin to shine. Something is about to start..

'…Oh, my god.!'

Olav aimed at the monster with his rifle and pulled the trigger..

No, I was trying to pull..

Firing after aiming is so familiar to Olav that he needs to aim As the target began to disappear, the index finger put on the trigger. I had to take the power off..

"…Well.?"

Baustan Sanctuary appeared from behind a huge shadow, monster fuck huge I held it with two scythe arms..

The monster, looking at the sanctuary, rolled his eyes in anger, and found himself I was trying to look at the huge presence I had captured..

-You're a very disgusting new man.….

The monster faced its existence, according to its own will.

This presbyopic behemoth has saved his talent, the "Monster", on many battlefields I've been fighting..

The master of the Battle against the will of God was the scythe of Yacheon.

Huge mantis, Sratis, snatches the monster body.