In the center of Seoul, there is a temple, a tall and towering landmark building with a total of nine floors, which is dedicated to the main god in mythology.
Tangun.
It is also a place of pilgrimage for countless people.
In their myths and legends, Tangun created everything and was the supreme being.
Even Tangun's son is a representative of erudition, mystery and power.
In ancient times, Tangun's prince could not bear the floods in Kyushu, but because Kyushu did not believe in Tangun, he could not use the ark to welcome the people of Kyushu.
Therefore, the kind-hearted Prince Tangun secretly handed down a book on flood control to Dayu, and this stopped the floods in Kyushu.
But Prince Tangun also paid the price for his kindness.
Because Dayu, who succeeded in controlling floods, did not appreciate Prince Tangun's kindness, but instead shamelessly took credit for his achievements.
Tangun punished the prince because he didn't recognize people well and helped an ungrateful person.
This is only an insignificant part of the legend about Tangun.
But at this moment, Tangun, who was supreme in the hearts of his countrymen, was sitting next to him.
It is located on the ninth floor at the top of the temple.
Only the most devout and pure priests are allowed to enter here, and it is the place closest to Tangun.
At this moment, the contemporary priest who is called the national goddess by countless people and the most pure and noble spokesperson of God in people's hearts is being held in the arms of a blond man with blue eyes.
The man sat high on the top of the ninth floor of the temple, enjoying the priest's caress.
And at the bottom, there was another person sitting.
This man was wearing a white divine robe and had a thick beard, and his original appearance could not even be seen clearly.
"Tangun, I heard that your third son died in Kyushu?"
The blond man at the top looked down at Tangun with a smile, and there was an undisguised sarcasm on his lips: "You are really a waste."
"It is my son who makes the angels laugh because he is incompetent."
Tangun bowed and saluted without a trace of dissatisfaction, let alone the pressure of the so-called supreme god.
Little did he know that Tangun's heart was bleeding and he wanted to tear the man in front of him into pieces, but he didn't dare, and he didn't even dare to have any resistance.
Because the man in front of me is an angel.
The artificial seraphs are not only naturally powerful supernatural beings, but also the bearers and spokespersons of God's faith.
In the country across the sea, the man in front of me was one of the eight most powerful beings in that country.
"Forget it, I didn't count on you in the first place."
The artificial angel shook his head and said, "In two days, I will take matters into my own hands and bring over your so-called relic of the reincarnation of the mount."
When he said this, the fictional angel had a face full of jest and asked: "I have always been curious, why do you want to publicize such a lie that can be exposed as soon as you poke it?"
"Ten years or a hundred years is a lie, but it won't be true after eleven thousand years."
Tangun replied: "Subtlety is a terrifying force."
"The tactics of the weak!"
The fictional angel laughed and drank the glass of wine handed to him by the priest.
But it is really a terrifying force, just like the wine you are drinking now.
Tangun said silently in his heart.
"Our Archangel Michael has already performed miracles and will soon turn Kyushu into God's kingdom on earth."
The artificial angel changed the subject, leaned over and said, "At that time, everything in Kyushu belongs to God. I will report to God and allocate a place to you as your kingdom of God."
"In gratitude to the supreme God."
Tangun bent down and saluted, his attitude was extremely humble, but his heart was full of enthusiasm.
"So I say, your methods are those of the weak!"
The simulated angel pushed away the priest, stood up, spread his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes.
"In less than a thousand or ten thousand years, Kyushu will be the kingdom of God!"
"Your methods make no sense!"
"You're right."
Tangun bowed and saluted.
At this moment, he raised his head and found that the simulated angel in front of him was stunned.
Like a stiff corpse, he stood there blankly, his expression still arrogant, but mixed with a hint of fear and horror that was about to pour out.
This makes the originally mysterious and aloof artificial angel look even more comical.
Just when Tangun was wondering, it was dawn.
Yes, Tangun could only describe it this way.
Obviously this mysterious place located on the ninth floor of the temple is a place where lights are always on regardless of day or night.
But now, at this moment.
Its daybreak.
Because there is something brighter than the light.
That's a knife.
It was obviously a ray of light, a bone-cold light, but Tangun just felt that it was a sword.
The light illuminated the entire temple and attracted the attention of countless people.
Jiang Qi, Yuan Hua and Chen Yin were also looking at that ray of light.
At the same time, he also looked at the owner of the light.
The second master still stood there, standing quietly.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand was still held upside down in his hand, as if it had not been moved.
But Jiang Qi could see it clearly, or the second master specifically asked him to see it clearly.
Just now, the second master moved.
He raised the knife in his hand and made a mediocre downward slash without any force. It didn't even look like a move, but a simple move of his arm.
But just such a movement, after being swung out, shocked the sky and the night.
The light passed by and went straight to the temple.
He fell in front of the artificial angel and Tangun.
The light is blooming.
The artificial angel still stood there blankly.
There is no doubt that he is stronger than the so-called Tangun.
But it is precisely because of this that the feelings of the artificial angel are clearer than that of Tangun.
In other words, the artificial angel can at least detect this sword, but that's all.
If you notice it, you will become even more desperate.
Because it is only possible to detect the approach of death.
He had no ability to stop it and could only appreciate death.
A moment of death.
"ah!!!"
Following the priest's scream, the fictional angel in front of her, who was synonymous with mystery and power in her heart, slowly fell to the ground.
The head was separated from the body, and the round head came to her feet.
The priest looked helplessly down, in the direction where Tangun was.
But all he saw was a headless corpse.
The so-called Supreme God, the origin of everything and the being who created everything, died so silently without causing any disturbance.
He didn't even notice that death was coming.
"Is this what God is?"
In the hotel, Yuan Hua's face was full of surprise and he looked a little dazed.
Tangun died like this?
It can't be said that he didn't have any strength to fight back. I can only say that he made the second master move his arm.
"It seems that Boss Yuan's arrangement is going to fail."
Jiang Qi said with a smile.
To be honest, he was a little surprised.
Originally, he and the Kyushu Mystery Bureau thought that he was a god, so how could he perform a few moves under the second master, right?
For this reason, we have made preparations for all the aftermath.
Unexpectedly, the second master was so straightforward, and he just hit him with a knife.
Then Tangun was killed with a single blow of his sword.
Is this what God is?
(End of chapter)
