"The prosperous kingdom of Acacia was invaded, large swathes of land fell, and its people were slaughtered. In the face of a brutal, strong, and barbaric enemy, Acacia, the wise man of the country and also the king, had no way to resist, because the kingdom of Acacia, where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment with advanced science and technology, had never paid attention to the development of military power" The ethereal voice sounded again, and Nani's eyes immediately presented a scene of war, the heavens shook the sky, shouted for killing, cried for help, the fire burned, the sound of the house collapsing, and half of the sky was scorched"

When the barbarian tribes of the north approached the city of the royal capital "Zocain", Acacia, who was completely desperate, used an extremely cruel and domineering weapon - the ultimate spiritual word!

Acacia stood on the highest stargazing platform in the royal capital all night and whispered......

That's Acacia's weapon, the Spiritual Word!

Without warning, no one noticed anything out of the ordinary!, but the cruel, savage enemies of the city died in all sorts of strange ways!

The outside of the city was littered with corpses with terrified faces and distorted bodies......

At first, the inhabitants of the city of Zocain were terrified, but when they learned that their king had to fight back so cruelly in order to save his people, they were relieved that their king was protecting his people!!

While the people of the city of Zocaine were celebrating their victories and singing the praises of the great wise man and the noble king, Acacia went berserk.

His eyes were red and he roared, not at all like a normal person......

Before the night of celebration of the victory was over, Acacia stopped breathing completely, his eyes widened, bleeding from all his orifices, and his hands clutched a piece of parchment with strange characters drawn in blood!!

Acacia's death left the whole country in a state of grief, and it was believed that Acacia had exhausted his mental strength in the battle to protect his people, which led to his derangement......

Before the people could accept the fact that the king who had defeated his powerful enemy had died...... "Acacia" crawled out of the coffin in the twilight light......

He didn't react to the frightened, screaming crowd, but walked straight to the main hall with a weird smile......

Throughout the night, the ministers, princesses, and guards who stayed outside the main hall ...... None of them dared to enter the main hall, they just stood at a distance and watched a dark shadow sit on the throne with scarlet eyes open all night......

When the morning sun shone, "Acacia" stepped down from the throne, and in the face of the crowd of terrified people again, "Acacia" still with a strange smile on his face went straight to the coffin......

Terror filled the entire palace, and dignitaries and relatives began to plan to flee this terrifying place......

The people in the palace kept dying!

But, as with Acacia!

They would crawl out of the coffin or mud before dusk, and then stand with Acacia in the main hall for the whole night, and would not climb back to their original habitat again until early morning......

The frightened people of the palace began to flee the palace in frenzy...... It's just that...... But no one could leave the thin, slightly fishy white mist that permeated the palace!!

Those who tried to escape from the palace would invariably have a look of extreme horror on their faces, and their mouths would open as the bright sky outside the palace fell to the edge of the mist......

Fear spread rapidly, and the people of "Zocain" did not want to leave their homes, but in order to prevent the "plague" from spreading outside the palace, the people of the entire city of Zocain united and built a high wall around the palace as fast as they could......

In the palace, both dead and alive were enclosed!!

Thanks to the efforts of all the people of the city of Zocain, the towering walls were quickly completed......

However, just as the people were glad that the high walls had stopped the spread of the "plague", singing was heard from the high walls!

It's singing, that's right!

Singing like a biting cold wind!

Eerie tones, gloomy voices......

......

Fear struck again, and panicked people trembled in fear all day long...... Finally, a faint white mist also rose throughout the city of "Zocaine", and fear enveloped the entire city, and people continued to die!

The frightened people rushed out of the city!

The able-bodied people ran at the front, and the weak children cried out as their fathers and mothers slowly disappeared into the white mist......

Just as the old people with limited mobility cursed the children who had no conscience for abandoning them, the old people found some small children walking out of the twilight mist hand in hand......

Hazy, thin shadows swayed in the thin mist, and the long shadows dragging on the ground changed all sorts of strange shapes.

The old people were just about to call out to them, but they heard a strange song coming from the mist...... Singing like a biting cold wind!

An eerie tone, a childish and cold voice......

It's them!

It's these little kids holding hands who are singing...... Singing the same voice that came from the walls!!

The panicked old people frantically ran back to the house, closed the doors and windows, and trembled and knelt on the ground to pray to Allah......

The horror of the silence of the city of Zoccaine, with its white and faint fishy mist, was only the rustle of children walking barefoot in the streets...... Groups of children walk in the middle of the street with strange smiles, or stare at the big empty eyes without pupils, peeking through the cracks in the doors and through the windows with curious and unfamiliar eyes...... Zocaine at dusk, terrifying colors, thrilling singing!

Praise to the "King of the Dead"

The all-powerful and great "Acacia"

We stand for "Death"

The living contain "life"

The corpse was originally "nothingness"

Fear translates into consciousness

......

Thanks to the "King of the Dead"

Acacia for our death

Life is a being

Death is another

Existence is to be destroyed

Void talent is eternal

......

Obey the "King of the Dead"

"Acacia" that rewrites the order of the world

We pile up "death"

The Living Accumulate "Life"

A fusion of the two beings

The world is reduced to nothingness

......

"The Spirit King is the King of the Dead, and a Spirit King who can control time and life has become a demon who changes souls and death!"

But Nani was already speechless in shock, it sounded like a myth and legend to him, but he knew that it was not a legend, it was true.