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Drave's body, which has lost its head, shrivels and twitches and stretches axially. Baek Hyun looks at it for a moment and raises his head. I didn't see the ark. From the moment Pure St came here, the Ark escaped from here.

‘I didn't mean to back off from the beginning. ’

I had to block my way out. I don't know why I did that. It's so different from the attitude that Pure Saint has always shown. In the first place, Baek Hyun didn't even know why Pure St. came here.

The nightmare decision-maker's body with him severed her connection to her own body and became an ordinary doll. Therefore, the situation on this side has not been heard. All of a sudden, my body became an ordinary sewing doll, and I only came here to detect and find the unwelcome power that flies from this side.

“Why is she here? ”

The nightmare maker pointed to the sky and asked. King Dragon was still standing in the sky looking down on this side.

“I met him on the way. ”

It wasn't a lie. We had a friendship with the Dragon King on the way over here, and all we had to do was come together because we had something to see each other.

The Dragon King is coming down slowly. As she stands on the ground, everyone looks at King Dragon with a nervous face. Even Baek Hyun had to be a little nervous.

King Dragon killed the Dragon Army, but he was not drunk. It was a dragon-king act, but it was not anticipated what the dragon-king would do from then on.

“What are you looking at? ”

King Dragon looked around and asked. The spinning gaze stops at Baek Hyun. King Dragon smiled at Baek Hyun.

“There's still time, but the erosion is getting closer. She's already been through it, so I'd like to hurry, if possible. Are you going to stay here? ”

Surprisingly, the decision maker of the nightmare felt trembling. I was just thinking about putting up a fight. Even so, there is no reason for the Dragon King to do so now. The Nightmare Decider reaps strength by looking at the eyes of the Dragon King.

“Ugh!”

As soon as the reinforcement was complete, Shanak bowed down and threw himself into the ground. Only after he had cleaned up what he had eaten did he wrap his head around it.

“This is why I hate it...! ”

Thoughts don't belong to themselves, they float in your head. The axed sewing doll shook her head and raised her head.

[I had no choice. Someone had to.]

“Why was that me? ”

Shanak whimpers and floats. Baek Hyun approached Sarah. Sarah was wary of the Dragon King, but she was thinking about what the Bear said earlier.

“Are you okay?”

“You know it when you see it. I didn't even fight. ”

Sarah shook her head as she answered. It's just unthinkable nonsense. So did the Horn. God's Canal is bullshit. Yeah, it's just unthinkable nonsense. It was that heavy, and I didn't think any more.

I was able to move on and talk about what the hell was going on, so I decided to leave. Erosion was still continuing.

"Friend?"

Moving outside the shield, Baek Hyun listened to the words of the sewing doll. Sudden influx of Pure St., and the horses she floated. The moment he heard the story of 'Friend’, Baek Hyun looked at Sarah unknowingly. Sarah was travelling right next to Baek Hyun.

[Yes. I didn't know at all. And it's very, very strange. It's not like Pure St.]

‘I fought too openly. ’

[Yes. On a subject that has been so weak so far, this time, I made it clear without hiding the message. I don't know if my friend canal was a simple excuse or a real one.]

The nightmare maker doesn't know Sarah's past. But Baek Hyun knew. Pure Saint is the evil god that destroyed the world Sarah lived in. There, my friend.

Relationship with Sarah. Sarah was a saint candidate for the Church. It is not unusual for Pure Saint, a witch of society, to remember Sarah. I can't even remember if it's about Sarah. However, the relationship is only a candidate for an unwanted saint with a worshipped witch. It is never a relationship to be called a 'friend'.

A person who remembers Sarah, is obsessed, and can be called a friend. The one who took care of Sarah dying. Suddenly, she disappeared from Sarah's life. For Sarah, my mother, my sister, my friend...

‘.. is Pereha Pure St.? ’

Did Ferreha, who was a Saint, really become a Saint? That's all I can think of as now.

[Pure St is a crazy bitch.]

The sewing doll murmured in a frown. She recalls the sights that Self had been swallowed by Malbron. Immediately thereafter, he extinguished himself, but the atrocities he saw still made him feel terrible for the sewing doll.

"What the hell did you see? ’

Baek Hyun asked with a questionable expression. I've never seen a nightmare maker express this kind of hatred. The sewing doll took a short breath and replied.

[Wood.]

‘... trees? Something like that?’

Of course I didn't want to, but Baek Hyun pointed to the surrounding trees and asked. I could not even hear it as a sewing doll. She spits out whitewashed hair with her cotton bat fist.

[Don't bullshit. I'm not in the mood.]

"If you say it's a big tree, do you understand what I'm saying? That's all I know about trees. ’

[This is why nonmagic love is not a conversation. I'm not ignoring him by calling him Muggle.]

The sewing doll frowns and grunts.

[It wasn't just a tree. It's... a ghost water.]

The mention alone increases hatred. The sewing doll trembled.

[I've never actually seen it before. No, I guess you didn't even know how to actually make it.]

‘What the hell is a Ghost Water? ’

[To put it simply, it's the Black Wizard version of the Wise Man's Stone, a non-alchemist. Magic is like a dream that doesn't exist when it comes to the Black Wizard.]

"You're the nightmare maker, too? ’

[Me? I, hmm. I told you, I didn't even think the Ghost Water would actually exist. I just thought that old black magic connoisseurs who believed the old things were unconditionally good were just chattering to show off my poor knowledge.]

The sewing doll spits it out.

[There was so much I wanted to do besides complete the ghost water that I might have. I didn't have to make anything like that, but it was rapid. No, actually, I didn't like being a ghost. The Black Wizards who run the Ghost Water canal around me screwed everything up, and they had to make me a Ghost Water. They killed all the crooks and turned me into an undead.]

The sewing doll hated the ghost water that much. She recalls the sight of entering Malbron. A dead world. A lush, dry tree in the middle of it. No, we should call it a tree. It looked like a giant ‘bone’. The whole wooden stalk was white bone.

[The Ghost Water is a giant curse.]

Creating a Ghost Water means killing a world. Not just humans, everything that lives in that world. Beyond the flora and fauna, we must kill the whole world. The Ghost Water is made like that. The world of the dead becomes the land where the ghost water grows, and the souls of the dead in the world are tied to the ghost water with nothing.

[Can you imagine? It's not hundreds or thousands. Gulf? It's funny. We're not the only ones who died. Everything that makes up one world is dead and only souls remain tied to the Ghost Water.]

Pure St. 's power is due to its ghost number. I mortgaged countless souls to the Ghost Water and gained endless power. Its power is already beyond the specs of rapidity. If killing a world is a possible substitute for it, it was his intention from the beginning, not just to kill it, but to bind it with a ghost water.

[That's what I mean. I'm throwing everything away. Even the faithful who worship themselves need to be nourished in order to make the Ghost Water. That's why I can't believe what you're saying. I've dedicated the whole world, but there's no way there's anyone left to call me a friend.]

If Sarah had not gone to the Monastery, Sarah would also have been part of the Ghost Water. It is purest to use the curse that killed one world as a source of power. So I'm forced to be powerful. No matter how much the Black Rose Queen is the King of Cannabis, the ominous power of Pure St. cannot be overcome by the 'extent’ of the Black Rose Queen.

Baek Hyun looked back.

Out of the shield area. The continuing erosion was completely changing the landscape beyond. It was just as the Reverend Angel said.

His gaze succeeded.

The landscapes of the sanctuary were mixed up in the Amazon.

*

“... Ah. ”

Open your eyes slowly.

I thought he was dead. Is this a paradise? Drave, of course, thought so. There is only heaven where you will die. Martyrdom, devoted to the faith, could not go to hell. Drave shook his body with a sensual scent.

A delicate floral scent. Drave knew this place. He hurriedly turns his head and looks around. A place I've seen a few times. His most beloved, Pure St. 's Paradise.

“What happened?”

I look back at the direction I heard my voice. The god he worshipped looked at Drave with a calm smile. Drave glances at Pure St. for a moment, feeling a little bruised. He died and came to heaven. Then it's natural to meet a god. But... I feel something, something different. Drave looks down at his body.

He was naked now, wearing nothing. It is natural that there is no clothing left in the kingdom of heaven, for only the flesh is dead. I don't feel a false sense there. Drave slowly turns his head.

He felt the little wings, rising from behind his back. Drave aroused a feeling of brutality. I didn't feel wrong. Arrow! Big wings open. Drave trembled at the heat as he felt his wings wrapped around his body.

“Aah... aah! Ah!”

It felt like a lifetime of faith had been rewarded. My heart jumps violently at the heat of filling my body. Heart... heart? The heat stops. Drave stares at his left chest. A pounding upheaval is clearly reported. I thought I'd come to heaven and become an angel, not a human. But the heart beats?

“Well, wasn't I dead? ”

Drave stuttered and asked. There is no memory of a sudden strength. I don't even know why Pure Saint was suddenly blackmailed. That's why it wasn't important to Drave. Used as a tool for God, dead. Where is that glory?

Drave doesn't doubt God. For him, God's will was an absolute one that should not be doubted. When I got to the Amazon, I stayed in the ark and I just tried to bend down. I also neglected the distraction of the infidels down there. God wanted it, so I didn't doubt it.

The same was true of his death. I didn't remember the moments of extortion, but I felt ‘death’. At that moment, Drave was grateful rather than resentful. It is used as a tool of God to die. Where is this glory for the Apostle?

“Obviously, you're dead. ”

Pure Saint said slowly.

“But Drave. You must be alive right now. I'm sorry, I wanted to give you a comfortable rest, but I still need your help. ”

“Aah!”

It was an unfriendly explanation, but it was enough for Drave to understand. He kneels down and bows to Pure St. The unfolded wings slowly descend and wrap around Drave's body.

“Don't say that. God, it is a great honor for me that you need it. If I can join you in your will, I will refuse to rest on my own. Please use me as a tool. ”

Drave cried out in a happy voice. Pure St approached Drave with a calm smile. She slowly reaches out and puts her hand on Drave's shoulder. Drave's body trembled violently as it continued with God.

“Stand up.”

Pure Saint roared.

“Stand up, look back. ”

Drave stood up straight without hesitation. Then I turned my head and looked back. His eyes fluttered.

“What are you seeing? ”

“... I see the territory of the infidels. ”

Drave replied, calming the agitation. Beyond that, you can see the realm of the other monarchs. Drave swallowed a gulp. How the hell am I supposed to take this?

“What you see is not wrong. Abyss, we've only come out of the world now that we exist in the outer world. In a world that was sick with all kinds of misery and suffering, I finally came down. ”

It was Drave's dream. A world that doesn't believe in God. Of those who call themselves gods, Pure Saint, a truly holy and human god, appeared in the world, not Abyss, and made himself known to all the unbelievers. Then the unbelievers of the world will know that the only thing truly worthy of being called God is Pure St.

If only Pure St. had descended, Drave would have sung a song of joy. But I couldn't right now. It is not just Pure St. that came into this world. All the sanctuaries in the outer dimension have descended into this world.

“Drave.”

Pure Saint roared.

“As long as the unfaithful spirits appear, those who suffer from Abyss may serve the wrong gods. ”

“I will enlighten that ignorance. ”

Drave immediately responded with a strong voice.

“God, don't ask me. Please give me an order. If you will, I will dedicate this one body to preaching the faith, no matter what unbeliever it may be. ”

Pure Saint laughed at the words.

Tools are more important than how outstanding they are and how well they are handled.

“Go out into the world. ”

Pure St slowly pushed Drave's back. Drave walks forward with his wings widened again.

“Spread out those beautiful wings, and leave the world. Inform those who look to you that a true God has come into this world. ”

“Yes.”

Arrow! Drave flies up to the sky with his wings fluttering. Drave, who flew high above the sky in an instant, looked down while feeling the guilt of 'looking down on God'. The butterfly saw the god looking this way in the petals. It was beautiful and noble enough to shake the soul. Drave waits for a moment and bows his head to God. And immediately he flew out of heaven.

“Who's going after you? ”

Pure Saint whispered slowly as he muttered. The butterfly petals stopped. The stopped petals become new flowers and come down to the ground and take root.

Now the next step.

Pure St turned his head.

The opposite direction to where Drave flew.

From the prow of the slowly flying Ark, I saw a restless Harry.

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