Dark Fantasy Paladin

Dark Fantasy Paladin Chapter 181

Episode 181

Cromwell, the source of the goblin’s obsession with black flames, shouted as if he was bleeding.

“Yes you bastard! Murciela! “The bastard who bit his master is now trying to throw his own people into the fire pit!”

Papiman, the source of sloth, a witch whose entire body was covered in tattoos, was equally angry. She said, glaring at Murciela.

“How dare you interfere with safety? “A lowly hybrid.”

Diablo, the source of hatred, did not open his mouth. Only cool breath flowed through the empty helmet.

Murciella waved her tentacles leisurely.

“I am simply suggesting you a way to preserve your life. “Go ahead and kneel.”

The expressions of both Cromwell and Papi were frowned at the same time. I wanted to rush in right away and tear Murciela to pieces.

Just as Cromwell was about to shout, Saya smiled and said.

“That is correct. “If you don’t bow down, you’ll really die.”

Then he pointed to the floor.

“Lie down here and beg for your life.”

Only the witch Poppy turned her head and looked at Iden.

“Baekyang, are you serious?”

Aiden stared at her with a calm expression.

“Don’t make me say it twice.”

Only Poppy spoke as if he couldn’t understand.

“Ha but Baekyang! All six heavenly gods are equal! No matter how defeated we are, we cannot trample on each other’s authority!”

Cromwell also desperately helped.

“exactly! Remember the sun! We have won against humanity, but we have never once trampled on Bacheksar’s pride! “In fact, they treated him like a chairman!”

It was true. Bacheksar has maintained the throne of heaven for 400 years. Even when heaven and earth were created and mountains and rivers changed, the sun burned at the highest point.

No one could ignore the authority of the sun.

Iden opened his mouth.

“Well, you didn’t insult the sun.”

Papiman’s face turned bright red.

“That’s right. So…”

“There is a difference between not doing something and not doing something.”

Only Poppy, who had hit the nail on the head, pursed her lips. I had to come up with an excuse, but I couldn’t think of anything else.

Aiden continued.

“The sun was stronger than all five demons. “Your respect for Bacheksar is for survival, nothing more and nothing less.”

No one could deny it.

Because if the sun wanted to, all demons would be destroyed. The couple would not have intervened. It moves only to protect the cause and effect law called ‘Devil’s Eternity’. As long as the Hell Palace remained intact, the current Demon Gods were nothing more than replacements that could be replaced at any time.

The reason the Blessed One subdued the sun 200 years ago was to protect the Hell Palace.

In short, the demon gods ‘couldn’t’ kill the sun, and the sun ‘didn’t’ kill the demon gods.

This is because even if the existing demon gods were slaughtered, the sun had to deal with the newly born demon gods. Is it really necessary to go through that trouble? It was not very effective in informing and re-educating the difference in strength.

It would be better to coexist with familiar people. Heavenly Father took on that role. A symbol of truce. The sun built it, but the white sheep will tear it down. There was no longer any need for the Heavenly Father holding the Demon God Seat.

Only the witch Poppy stammered out.

“Ha but…!”

Iden’s expression scrunched up. I was feeling the limits of my patience. The disgusting conversation stimulated the seeker of destruction.

“Stop talking any more. Bow down or die.”

A low voice spread throughout the conference room. The atmosphere became chilly due to the high status and threat.

Only Cromwell and Papi looked at each other. What should I do? I couldn’t think of a way. If you refuse to obey, Baekyang will most likely find the true bodies of the demons and destroy them. However, my pride did not allow me to kneel down and pray.

Just as I was unable to do either this or that, Iden hit the round table hard. A table split in half. Sickling was impossible now.

Aiden scowled lowly.

“Three seconds.”

It was the utmost consideration.

Murciella grinned and started counting the time.

“3.”

Goblin Cromwell gritted his teeth.

“The dregs of the Demonic Sutra…”

“2.”

Only the witch Fifi twitched.

“Now just a moment.”

“One.”

Dullahan, who had been silent, slowly knelt down.

The parasite drew a fishy line.

“It’s over, Baekyang.”

At the same time as the declaration, Saya laughed as if it was absurd.

“Why did you take so much time if this was going to happen in the end?”

Everyone was in a state of silence.

Papiman and Cromwell’s whole bodies trembled. It would be extremely humiliating for those who have been worshiped their entire lives. Subservient to others. It was very difficult to control my emotions.

Tears welled up in Papiman’s eyes.

Aiden said calmly.

“Look at the wall.”

The conversation may be long. I didn’t have the confidence to talk for a long time while looking at their faces.

Because I didn’t know that he might kill me out of anger.

That was difficult.

Cromwell cried out in a painful voice, as if swallowing a blade.

“······white poplar. “At least”

Iden frowned.

“Do not provoke.”

They keep asking for their rights. Iden had no intention of treating them personally.

“If you don’t want to obey, just die.”

The demons swallowed the silence. I’m on my knees because of my life. What more can I do here? Diablo was the first to show his back. Papiman and Cromwell also slowly turned and looked at the wall.

Only Poppy spoke with a trembling voice.

“······Please preserve my life as promised.”

Iden leaned back against the backrest.

“I never made such a promise.”

Cromwell shouted in a fit of rage.

“I didn’t say Joari!”

Murciella laughed bitterly.

“There is no point in giving in only on the surface. “You will have to accept all of Baekyang’s demands.”

Cromwell hit the ground.

“You bastard, just shut up!”

Only Poppy muttered while looking at the wall.

“What kind of request…”

Iden said.

“Simple. Take me to the palace of hell. “Isn’t your body there too?”

It was difficult for the demon gods to agree. Because Hell Palace was their hideout and last hope. If that area is invaded, the devil will lose his place forever.

Iden opened his mouth again.

“There is no answer.”

As I raised my upper body, only Papi let out a desperate voice.

“Pear Baekyang. Sorry, but you cannot go to Hell Palace. Didn’t you kill the bridegroom? “The road is blocked.”

Aiden said calmly.

“You have hidden your body in hell. “There is a way to get there.”

Only Poppy swallowed dry saliva.

“That is, before you kill the person in question…”

Murciella clicked her tongue.

“Lying does not work on the omniscient Baekyang. “Don’t rush the command unnecessarily.”

Iden opened his mouth.

“You are not inherently gods. They are nothing more than ghosts that inhabit hell. The presiding throne will also be buried in the snow country.”

Originally, demons did not rule over the heavenly world.

Hell was their home. Of course, the Demon God’s seat was also located in the Hell Palace. The seat of the demon god located in heaven was nothing more than a deception.

This fact was one of the taboos that could not be mentioned, but not now. No restrictions in this world could bind Iden.

Cromwell chewed his lips. How did Baek Yang figure out such top secrets? I don’t think Taeyang heard it. The true nature of the Demon God Sea was so forbidden that not even Bacheksar could reveal it.

I couldn’t help but be suspicious of the person in question. He must have said it right before he died.

Of course it was wrong.

I knew about Iden through the original work.

“Was I wrong?”

The demons did not answer.

Aiden said calmly.

“There’s no need to ask.”

Then he looked at Murciela.

“The left side of hypocrisy. “Where are you now?”

The parasite lowered its head slightly.

“It was placed in the first ring of Hell Palace.”

Aiden nodded and looked at the demons again.

“Your role is only one. “Go back to hell and place my demon throne in the Hall of Origin.”

Then, ‘hypocrisy’ becomes one of the sources of malice. It was the final step in upgrading to a true Demon God Seat. Its owner, Aiden, will be able to travel between hell and heaven like other demons.

Of course, the consent of the demon gods was needed.

If successful, demons associated with hypocrisy will be born. The risk was quite high, but Iden was willing to take it.

As soon as you are summoned as a demon, you can discard the throne.

Aiden raised himself from the throne.

“What should we do?”

They might reject it.

When looking at the lives of the demons as a whole, not the lives of individual demons, Iden’s suggestion meant digging my own grave.

For Aiden, it didn’t matter if he was rejected.

Just find another way.

However, the three people here will definitely die. In the future, I will go down to hell and punish their bodies, and then I will be with the newborn demons for eternity.

Aiden urged.

“Answer me quickly.”

Only Papi trembled and muttered.

“······What will happen to us?”

“I will leave the Hell Palace and be with you for the rest of my life.”

Eternal cohabitation with the white sheep. Wouldn’t it be better to die? That thought suddenly occurred to me.

Papiman and Cromwell glanced at each other.

Still, I didn’t want to die.

Murciella said.

“Infinite years may give you a chance. For now, look forward to the future. “Wouldn’t there be a next time if we preserve our lives?”

Saya chuckled.

“Yeah, you know what? “After a few thousand years, I wonder if I will become closer to Iden.”

It didn’t seem likely.

The demons swallowed the heart.

*

Berserk, the central sacred site of the Demonic World. Prayers rang out in the main chapel located in the castle palace.

The saint was chanting with her hands together.

It was Beatrice, the Virgin of Punishment.

Strangely enough, the prayer was not conveyed clearly. Blurred vocalizations and muffled pronunciation came out. As if trying to hide the composed sentence from others.

The strange congratulatory messages continued.

Beatrice was more absorbed than anyone else.

As always, someone’s voice penetrated her ears.

– Oh faithful apostle. Are you still conflicted? Are you still groaning among hypocrites who have forgotten the truth?

Beatrice answered in a low voice.

“That’s right. I guess this little lamb is still not enough. “The sun does not spare trials.”

The voice I heard chuckled.

ㅡ It’s a pity. Even though you are stigmatized as a non-believer, you remain strong, yet your faith has not yet been rewarded. Those who wander are not you.

Beatrice made a pious expression.

“It is not faith to receive a reward. “I just sacrifice and serve.”

– This is a deplorable thing. Even if you leave footprints on a thorny path, no one will wipe away your blood.

The saint smiled gently.

“You are there, aren’t you? “Apostle of the Sun.”

– Yes, only me and the sun understand you. There are also some martyrs like you.

“We agree with them. The imperial sword will also cut down the enemies of the sun.”

The voice in my ear chuckled with satisfaction.

ㅡ It turned out very well because it was the imperial sword. Your martyrdom will soon reach heaven.

The voice was suddenly cut off as it was called now.

I heard it again right away.

-The most dangerous blasphemer is coming. It’s still time to crouch. Don’t forget, little lamb.

Then it disappeared.

Beatrice looked around with an anxious expression.

“Where are you going? Don’t leave me alone. “Among the wicked…”

Immediately after, a new voice took the place of the empty space.

“Who are you looking for?”

Beatrice looked back.

Because my eyesight was taken away by Saya, I couldn’t see in front of me.

However, it was easy to identify him. Because it was a familiar voice.

“······It’s been a long time, Your Majesty the Cardinal.”

It was the fire demon Xerath.

The interrogator who set up the most stakes at the stake in his time. An executioner who weaves the Bible into the skin of an unbeliever. He opened his mouth.

“Nice to meet you. It’s been 2 years since I saw you. Who were you looking for more than that?”

The saint said calmly.

“It’s the sun.”

“What if it’s the sun?”

“He is unique.”

Xerath’s thin eyes opened slightly.

Her mouth was smiling, but the light coming out of her eyes was bitterly cold.

Xerath drew a line.

“Is that so?”

I took out the Bible from my pocket. Now that I thought about it, there were still no pages bound with the saint’s skin.

The interrogator looked at Beatrice again.

“I heard an interesting rumor.”