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Chapter 297

There was silence in the spacious garden.

There are no expressions on the tombstones, but if they had expressions, they would have had an absurd expression.

– Am I looking at something in vain? I’m sure you heard that I didn’t call you for something frivolous.

Among them, there were those who went beyond absurdity and anger.

red tombstone. Park Si-jun quietly listened to the angry voice of the monument.

– You’re human! Hey, lizard. Could it be that this place was not created at the request of a human being?

– Why not?

– That’s crazy. waste your time like this

The red stone’s anger was directed at the blue stone.

One questioned how he could call a human being, and the other was ignoring it lightly.

-Are you saying that people like humans have summoned the masterminds for something to do? Good guts too. Say it, human. Who’s behind a guy like you?

Park Si-jun did not answer.

But he had someone to answer for him.

The yellow stone started to argue whether the red stone did not like what she said.

-Oh, is it because you only live in the arena? When people are held up to be gods, have you really come to think of yourself as a god? It’s creepy.

– Better than being crazy about gold like you. Do you still swim in a bathtub full of gold these days?

-It’s old-fashioned, that’s it.

– I’m also a hobbyist.

Park Si-jun’s eyebrows twitched as he listened to their conversation. I didn’t come here to hear these kind of jokes.

Fortunately, there was someone who stopped the conversation between the two.

– No, please be quiet. this… We’ve got a pretty funny guy here, huh?

The black tombstone laughed out loud.

Park Si-jun watched the series of flows silently. I had no idea who each of the tombstones was.

‘The red stone is the king of the arena. The yellow stele is a golden saint, and the black stele is an iron-blooded blacksmith.’

The blue stone is the essence of magic, the white stone is the owner of the infinite library, and the purple one is the Phalaenopsis.

There were six behind the scenes that Park Si-Jun sang.

– He’s a funny guy. Inspiration, are you human?

– An ignorant bastard. Do you really not understand what I mean?

The red stone was silent.

– He’s a funny guy because he doesn’t belong anywhere. A famous guy among us.

There was silence in the garden.

There is no such thing as a face on the tombstone. However, Park Si-jun felt that they were watching him closely.

– Ah, I know who you are. The person who can handle all kinds of power without being behind the scenes? The name is obviously… … .

-Park Si-Jun.

The golden saint was not able to remember her name well. It was Phalaenopsis dream that she answered on her behalf.

-Do you know how many peaches there are for one piece of gold?

-There are some things that money cannot buy.

The golden saint and the swordsman didn’t seem to have a good relationship.

To be precise, one side was still, and the other side was unilaterally arguing.

– I’ve barely heard the story. Don’t waste your time needlessly and get to the point quickly. No more time to waste.

– That’s a woman I used to know.

-Listen to the story. She said she went through quite a bit of trouble trying to get us together. Isn’t that effort imaginary?

-Huh, are my ears getting weird? Did the sword-crazed woman say that her efforts were imaginary?

– I don’t think she’s the woman I used to know.

The swordsman sighed heavily at her. I didn’t like the hustle and bustle of the moment.

-Okay, I can’t hear you saying that. Hey, human. tell me Why did you bring us together?

Park Si-jun swallowed his saliva.

The inner addiction has been quiet for a while. It won’t be of much help in this matter.

‘It’s completely unbelievable, but the masterminds here are at least not related to Jormungand.’

Information I got from people I met before coming here. They may have lied, but probably not.

‘From now on, how do you say it, huh?’

Park Si-joon began explaining to the actors behind the scenes what he knew one by one.

It’s about Jormungand, the mastermind behind them, and the ruler of the abyss.

And about their plans.

– That’s funny.

The first to react was the king of the arena.

– The abyss, the abyss. I thought that sullen bastard would get a job someday, hmmm.

– Don’t lie. He hated being gloomy, so he didn’t pay much attention to it from the start.

-He didn’t care, but he was vigilant.

-Oh, come to think of it, there are some guys who didn’t come here… … . Is my guess right?

-Among the gods, are there any people who participated in it? Hmm.

They chatted among themselves for a while. At first glance, it sounds like you are thinking positively.

– Well, so.

But it can’t be.

– Is there any way to prove what you say?

The arena king asked sternly.

Yes, I heard the story. It’s funny, how do we believe that? It almost felt like that.

‘I have to say that as expected.’

I had already guessed that it would come out like that.

– It was a fun story. But how can I trust you, who’s actually not my contractor?

-I believe… … .

A dream come true all of a sudden.

The red stele flashed several times as if unpleasantly. The unexpected support was appreciated, but not helpful.

– I don’t believe it.

– I’m sorry, but me too. It can turn into a war if done wrong, but it’s okay to rush ahead.

-Hmm.

Even the iron-blooded blacksmith, who seemed neutral, was not very happy.

The swordsman and the magic essence were silent.

He said in the first place that he didn’t need to come forward, so it was natural.

‘You have to figure it out yourself.’

Park Si-jun nodded his head.

“I have something to show you, but before that, I want to ask you. I will listen to whoever appears without fighting.”

Those who heard it were puzzled.

Who the hell are you calling to make such a request?

– Well, okay. I don’t know who it is, but call me.

The lord of the arena gladly accepted, and a tombstone rose from the floor.

A dark dark purple tombstone. It was just a tombstone, but somehow I felt a gloomy energy.

-This… … .

The hinterland blew out a sigh.

-Human, are you crazy? How can you summon evil to the gathering place of the gods?

gross scam.

The owner of the tombstone that appeared was the king of the dead.

The backgrounds murmured. Some shouted to let him go immediately, while others were puzzled.

– Stop it. Divine, Malicious… … We all know that it doesn’t mean anything.

The iron-blooded blacksmith was at least in a neutral position. He said hello first.

– I haven’t seen this in a long time. Should I say hello or should I be wary?

– All right, old man. I didn’t come here to say welcome. just skip it

-you… I heard that you were defeated in the war and locked up in your own estate.

The king of the dead laughed a little at the golden saint’s thorny words.

– Yes, I lost. very miserable. Fighting the same bad guys.

-If we had fought a bad guy, we wouldn’t have lost so horribly, what happened?

– To talk about it, let’s go back a bit.

The king of the dead let out a long breath.

– I have been offered an offer. He had something to plan for, and he told me to join it. The plan was the same as the one the author had a while ago.

– I refused.

– They threatened me. If you don’t join the plan, I’ll attack you. I refused and had to go to war.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

– You’ve lost a lot there.

Everyone knew what the plan was. It must be the plan that Park Si-joon talked about a while ago.

The Golden Saint noticed that this malignancy had come to give credibility to human words.

So she was even more absurd.

-Did you fall for that person’s persuasion and come this far? Did you have any relationship?

You came to this place because you were asked by a human. How the hell do you have such a close relationship?

Come to think of it, that person named Park Si-jun was also famous for handling the undead very well.

Maybe there is some kind of relationship.

– No, it had nothing to do with me. There were other backgrounds and connections. Anyway, I was just about to introduce myself, but that’s good.

The king of the dead coolly denied that guess.

Instead, he summoned another malignancy. A dark gray stone rose from the ground.

The hinterland once again let out a sigh.

-vampire… … .

It was a fortune teller.

It is a behind-the-scenes castle that rarely engages in external activities and is confined to its own territory.

Her appearance was astonishing.

-Is this really the day I keep meeting people I haven’t seen before? I feel happy in the corner of my heart.

-this… Did you even set up a buffet for me? There are only two undead. Make a stage. I want to sing a hymn after a long time.

Different reactions came back.

The iron-blooded blacksmith just welcomed them, and the golden saint roared as if to make the two of them holy at any moment.

Jae Jinjo smiled without saying anything.

-amazing… … .

Phalaenopsis dream admired Park Si-joon.

The reason the two malignancies came this far was because he knew that he was.

I was annoyed at the same time.

– When I asked him to come, he didn’t come… … .

Even Park Si-jun could hear her muttering. But she tried to ignore it and looked around the garden.

‘When those who see the background as gods see this, what will they think?’

There were many people in the world who deified the mastermind.

Those who served the Golden Saint were the worst. It has no choice but to deal with the divine power, the divine power, and to have the power to heal people.

‘I hope it all ends sooner rather than later.’

Park Si-jun sighed inwardly.

Jaejoo Jinjo, who was still still, whether he had even read his heart, began to speak.