EP.134 Slanted ceiling and a mountain of laughing corpses – 6
The corpse, dressed in loose clothes, seemed accustomed to carrying a human figure on its shoulders. Even though it’s a corpse, it’s still there.
The corpse of the Jimo believer, who climbed the mountain with me, put me down in front of the remains of the Grand Master. I patted the corpse’s shoulder and stood in front of the Grand Master’s remains.
I dragged my bag and took out a drink.
It is the most expensive alcohol among the alcoholic beverages brought by the white-flowered and hongju regressor who says that even one cup of it makes one’s face turn as red as a red flower, and at the same time, it is the first alcoholic beverage that I have concocted.
It’s a pity, but if it’s the remains of Grand Master, this level should be enough.
I poured baekhwahongju into a glass and sprinkled it next to the remains.
Once to the left and once to the right. back once.
After drinking like that, I knelt down in front of her holding an empty glass. He set the glass down at his feet and tilted the bottle slightly.
sound in the first place.
Second, the scent.
Taste the third.
After splitting the cup into three portions, he left it in front of her and stood up with both hands together and bowed in front of the Grand Master.
Once in a wish for a living enemy.
One time to mourn the death.
Then he knelt down again and raised the glass in front of her. Inhaled.
A heavy intoxicating drink flowed down my throat.
And my consciousness also became hazy.
You can’t be arrogant.
Are the rivers the blood of the earth mother and the soil and rocks the flesh of the earth mother?
no sound.
They say that they worship the goddess Earth Mother as their mother, so they are stubborn like the youngest child who is in trouble.
The river is no more than a drop of sweat flowing on the skin, and the soil and rocks are only blanched skin.
The mountain is only a small boil on the body, and the blood of the mother god only occasionally reveals itself in the deepest scar.
Because it is so necessary and important for us to drink the water of the river and cultivate the land. It is an illusion that it is important to the Mother Goddess.
In fact, compared to Mother Earth, we are insignificant beings that are not even ants.
Earth mother’s blood is the lava that flows under the volcano. Earth Mother’s flesh is nothing other than the sea of steel that embraces the hot lava.
never seen? Ha, isn’t it natural?
Just as aphids crawling on the skin regard the tips of their fingers as the horizon, we too would not dare to see the flesh of Earth Mother Goddess.
maybe down there There must be the heart of the mother god in the center. However, the appearance will be different from what everyone imagined.
Followers of the Mother Goddess, remember. Mother Mother Goddess is merciful, but we are much less than her expectations.
Humans are nothing more than insignificant beings who dig up the earth mother’s bluish skin to find food and drink the sweat that flows from their bodies.
Those who worship the Mother Goddess must know humility. You must realize your own insignificance.
I don’t know if the great and gigantic Mother Goddess is watching over us or if she doesn’t care.
We who live on top of it.
Thousands per thousand.
It may not be as great as we think.
The highest mountain in the world is Mt.
The extreme end of the earth, where you can see a tenth of the world with your eyes, even with the clouds under your feet.
The Grand Master was sitting on the top of it, kneeling.
“…It was the little man who was arrogant.”
Just as you can’t see it if you’re too far away, you can’t see it if you’re too close.
Therefore, Jimosingyo was ascetic and made them climb mountains. The higher he climbed the mountain, the more he considered the penance to be worthwhile.
Among them, countless people challenged to conquer Mt. Bullak, the highest, and countless people died in proportion to it.
The top of a mountain where the air is thin cannot be reached by force alone. Those who had a light body, small body and high level of qigong at the same time had an advantage.
A girl who had just realized the teachings who satisfied all these conditions conquered the top of Mt.
In this way, the wishes of all Jimo Shinto were achieved.
It wasn’t their compliments that shook the girl’s heart, it was only the surprise of this world.
After witnessing the greatness of the world and realizing her own humility, the girl abandoned her position as a guru and wandered the world. In order to learn more about Mother Mother Goddess, she interacted, traveled, and put herself through trials.
I tried dipping myself in lava and digging it up and putting it in a furnace.
Some guru condemned her. The act of digging up the secret of the mother god only aroused arrogance, and pressured him to stop immediately and return.
A girl who received such a call and stood in front of the guru.
She proved she was right by splitting the ground in front of the guru’s eyes.
From that day on, the girl was called Grand Master. Mother Goddess also teaches everyone.
“…that a small person was not in a position to teach anyone.”
Seeing the image talking to me like that, I scratched my head.
“These days, corpses keep behaving unexpectedly, so it’s a big deal, really. He is a dead person, but he speaks through images.”
Unique magic is the expression of an individual’s image.
Those who are struck by one of those who have manifested such unique magic forge their image right before they die and leave it as a keepsake. And the person who holds the keepsake is tested.
A kind of obsession can be said to be a great ghost.
Well, there are few images that remain so vividly that have not been crumbled over time.
Perhaps it is well preserved because it is at the bottom of the abyss.
“It’s done. If you are going to take a test, do it quickly.”
As if in response to my words, the Grand Master continued his speech slowly.
“But the small man wants to ask only one thing of the hand who has come here.”
Clear, sad eyes face me.
Reading now is not a thought. This is closer to a book in the true sense. An image written down by the author with his own intention.
I may read better than anyone else, but it won’t make much of a difference.
“About the lingering feelings of a small person.”
right after. The scene has changed.
Hell was right in front of me.
The world seen from the farthest was so beautiful, but the land seen from up close was ugly and miserable.
Up to 300,000 human beings died, died, or were waiting for death. Screams and cries echoed throughout the pit. More moans and deaths covered the screams.
Most of them cursed the king, but a few who were overcome by evil expressed their resentment toward all things in the world. Of course, the resentment was directed towards the pit, the Grand Master who made it, and its owner, the Mother Goddess.
Even though the mother goddess she enshrined was insulted, Daejongsa did not even get angry. On the contrary, their anger seemed justified.
A pleasant man with a majestic appearance approached the Grand Master, who was giving such a miserable glance.
“ha ha ha! What a force! Digging a pit this size by yourself!”
king of kings
He grows a handsome beard and has the strength to crush even a mountain. losers of this era.
Dressed in armor, he was very happy and proposed to the Grand Master.
“Hey Grandmaster! Do you have any intention of enlisting in our army!”
Now make this devastation.
See yourself and go to war?
Contempt, hatred, and anger well up. However, Daejongsa, who had undergone a high level of discipline, had the restraint not to reveal such emotions.
The Grand Master replied.
“…How can I, who serves the mother goddess, get involved in killing people?”
“Who told you to defeat the enemy with this? Don’t even expect that! And to defeat the enemy, digging power is useless!”
The strongest man of this era confidently waved his hand, saying that miscellaneous power only interferes with defeating the enemy.
“The reason I didn’t like those who boasted that they were burials was because they made a lot of noise every time they took out a body! That’s why me and my precious soldier had to waste time digging! Thanks to you, there are not a few defeated soldiers who could not be chased or victories missed!”
I didn’t feel a single bit of malice from the king.
What he feels is innocence.
It was full of world unity and pure desire to run madly towards it. Without even paying attention to those trampled by its hooves.
“But if there is a Grand Master, digging and burying the dead will be much easier! Then we don’t even have to insult the burials! It’s good that the Grand Master also protects his honor! Isn’t it nice to have a sister and a good brother-in-law!”
If your sister is good and your brother-in-law is good.
Then who will die to him?
During the time she saved, what about the grassroots who will be trampled to death in the pursuit of the king?
in the first place.
“If I hadn’t killed him in the first place, there would have been no need to bury him.”
“what? Not to kill the rebels?”
“It is. If the king stops killing…”
“Even the great master is talking nonsense. I thought you were a bit bigger.”
The King, frowning, replied in a tone that he didn’t want to hear it any more.
“Those who rebel will be executed as an example. Isn’t this common sense! If you don’t want to die, you don’t have to start a rebellion in the first place. We need to tell everyone about this! The Grand Master knows nothing about war and monarchs!”
How can you say you don’t know
How many bodies did she bury during this war? In a battlefield where there is no power to recover, in a village attacked by bandits, in a land where warlords slaughtered and passed by.
How many deaths have you buried?
“I’m still at work, so I won’t ask any more! Think about it when it’s all over!”
will worry
This power I received from Mother God. With the power to tilt mountains and split the earth.
Whether or not to sink the king and his army into the bottomless pit…
The scene stopped. A jet-black staff was placed in front of me. It was Jizan, the sword of the earth.
had to choose
Do you want to hold this staff here and just honor the soul of the dead as a burial person?
Or will you pull it out with a sword and punish the king as the representative of the god of earth?
“what the.”
moment in history. in it
“Don’t test me, fugitive.”
I turned the page
The stopped world moves again. I force myself to read the past I was trying to hide. In an unexpected situation, the image creaked as if embarrassed.
what happened after that.
A dark night when even the unwitting beast shuts up.
Grand Master stood in front of the pit again to reflect on the horrors he had created and to finish the funeral. The pit was quieter than before.
But maybe because it’s dark? Is it because there are no other senses or noises that disturb the ears? Moans and screams were heard more clearly than before.
The worry was long. It was really long.
Even after half a day, Grand Master couldn’t come to a conclusion, so he came to do what he had to do first. To cover the pit and hold a funeral service in honor of the dead.
There was only one problem.
Those who fell did not die.
The king regretted even the oil to polish his sword, so he pushed them alive. After throwing in all 300,000 people, he ordered Grand Master to bury them now.
A burial is one who buries the dead.
But those who are not dead cannot ask.
Although half a day has passed since they were all buried, most of them are dying now.
Many of them hadn’t died yet.
‘Anyway, from the moment I fell into it, it’s no different from a corpse! just ask! that would be more convenient! To the great sergeant and the prisoner!’
The sound that came out of the king’s mouth still lingered in my ears. He was in the middle of a banquet.
The Grand Master gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of them.
The worry was long. It was too long.
Still, the Grand Master could not come to a conclusion.
Will you bury the still-living prisoner or kill the banquet king?
The King is the strongest warrior of this era.
Even if her power is the power to overturn heaven and earth and divide the land, in order to kill the king, the entire land must be turned over.
Surely only the king will not die. Most of the soldiers under his command will be caught up in it.
Then, is it really right to cover up death with another death?
Inconclusive. The Grand Master put both hands on his knees and prayed.
iced coffee. You are mother-in-law why do you put me to the test
If only I couldn’t worry more. If time stopped like this…
“sorry.”
Poo-wook.
her wish came true
The great master’s time has stopped with this.
“I will take away your sins.”
A wedge as sharp as an awl pierced the back and came out through the stomach.
A sad, quiet voice came from behind the Grand Master, who was coughing up blood.
“This death should be a judgment call. The king’s sins must bring him down. People should revere the victory of the king, praise his virtue, and distinguish between sin and evil.”
Aside from the pain, my head cleared. His clear mind accurately pointed out the intentions of his opponent.
This was an excuse.
The person who stabbed her in the back was guilt-ridden and was making excuses.
“However, the great master has become a demon. Just as no one can ask for the sins of the storm that swept through the village, no one can ask for the sins of the fire that swallowed the house and life. Humans will just tremble in fear before you.”
It was only after hearing that that the Grand Master realized who stabbed him in the back.
“The Prophet…the Prophet….”
The Angelic Apostles.
Those who did not enjoy prosperity because God was too far away, but managed to keep a close relationship centering on the prophet. Recently, they say that they are going back and forth between the King and the King to expand their religious influence…
Maybe it’s their conspiracy. The Grand Master must have felt anger and betrayal.
however.
Why is Idaji happy?
In the moment of this choice, it is inevitable that I will die.
Thanks to his soon death, there was only one way left for the Grand Master.
“There is one… wind…”
The great master said as if he was cut off. The Prophet replied perplexedly.
“I don’t deserve it.”
“Please… So that I… just like this… down there… bury me.”
I have to do what I couldn’t do.
They had to comfort the dead and bury the dead.
Right before her death, she was a burial person, not a great priest or an agent of the Mother Goddess.
“The stabbing you is our symbol and our treasure. If we take this out, you will die shortly, or our tracks will be revealed.”
“…please… can’t you…?”
The prophet spoke in bewilderment, but the request of the dying man weighed more than a hundred words. Even the prophet hesitated, unable to do this or that.
“iced coffee. I can’t. It really doesn’t work…”
It was around the time the prophet was thinking about it. Someone with a torch walked from the other side. It was a guard stationed to prevent anyone from climbing up.
The guards, angry at not being able to participate in the banquet, would not forgive intruders.
There was no time. The Prophet made a decision.
“Do not forgive me, the first saint who blessed me. Foolish me, I will fail your expectations…”
With a short prayer, the Prophet pushed the great master into the pit.
She fell in the middle of the corpse, but strangely, in the middle of death, her heart felt much better. Death was easier for her than murder.
Tens of thousands of eyes twinkled in front of her as she staggered up. Eyes with only traces of life remaining, as if they were angry or resigned.
can’t save them
I can’t release my anger
There is no substitute for revenge.
Returning to the burial place, the only thing she can do is bury them in the heart of the Earth Mother.
“Mother Earth. I too am buried in your heart. I beg you. Us…”
The Grand Master put both hands together and exerted her power.
Daejongsa, who was the first in the world to see the true face of Mother Goddess and figured out what it was like.
She cast her last spell.
even unique. Gaia Ego.
“…bear me in your arms.”
The Earth Mother did not love humans until one magic reached her.
Now, the earth mother has come to favor humans.
On that day, an abyss was created in the world.
Humans have acquired earth magic.
