Where Promises Intersect (7)
After sending Chen away, Lennok closed the door and stepped onto the grass where the coffin was.
A slow noise echoed as he carefully pushed back the dusty old coffin lid.
Aweso… … !!
A glimpse of a faint crack deep inside the worn coffin.
It does not simply stay in one place, but is wriggling little by little and changing places from the inside.
Lennok knew it wasn’t just a blemish on the coffin, it was one of the few cracks left in the world.
The fundantal reason for the existence of the Pagoong Fort and the rift in the world that is still protected by it.
Although not large enough to connect directly with the open sea, it was sufficient to observe, study, and understand the basic aspects of the world.
After dealing with the Apostle Walter Martinez, Lennok was here to improve his understanding of ti and space and get his hands on how to deal with it.
‘I couldn’t properly understand the sense of manipulating ti.’
“… … .”
If it was now, would I be able to get my hands on the sense of the tiline that I had given up then?
It may not be impossible. The gap between Lennok, who had killed the apostle at the ti, and Lennok now, was so difficult that he could not even realize it himself.
But even though Lennok understood that, he didn’t intend to touch the tiline right away.
It was only after I had reached this point that I could take a step forward and look back before I could understand how delicate and relative concept ti is.
I can be sure because I have taken Archangel Tears once, which restores the condition of the body.
An ability that is absurdly fruitless for the resources it must invest, and which is both unjust and dangerous.
It’s clear when you consider that even Pandaemonium’s King didn’t really like manipulating the tiline.
At this point, there was a high possibility that he would get angry if he acted hastily.
That’s why Lennok cleanly brushed off his lingering attachnt to ti manipulation, which he hadn’t had yet, and focused on what he originally wanted to do.
I ran my fingers through the cracks as if I were touching them, and let my magic power and consciousness flow deeply through them.
keying… … !!
A closed world where the cycle of cause and effect has stopped. A very faint crack in that world.
However, if even a very small crack exists, can it be concluded that it is really closed?
In that sense, the handbook’s well, which plays the role of a [gateway] directly connected to the open sea, was no different from a very strange concept in Lennok’s eyes.
Even if there are not just one well, but several such gateways, why do ascenders all say that this world is closed and waiting for the end?
Does the flow of cause and effect, once stopped, not circulate through the gateway?
‘It’s a aningless question.’
As long as there is no clear knowledge about the flow of cause and effect or the existence of a gateway, only curiosity leads to bite the tail.
Lennok was quick to organize his thoughts and stick to his original goal.
In other words, this is a cross-section through which the foundations of the world can be observed, and in a way, it is a passage leading to the open sea.
Of course, with Lennok’s stature and size, he couldn’t send or bring anything into a crack that wasn’t even a needle gap, but seeing it was different.
After fixing the left eye and unfolding the purple magic eye, the shared vision is pushed into the crack.
At the sa ti, Lennok’s consciousness flashed in an instant, and he felt as if he was far, far away.
keying… … !!
“Ugh… … .”
Even the moaning that I inadvertently uttered slowly gets swept away by the flow of ti.
Between the gaps in the cracks that move much slower than consciousness, they slowly form hand signs and increase their mana.
ugh… … !!
Along with the bizarre sensation of boiling mana being assembled and piled up like blocks, a noise resounded one after another as if keys were being matched.
On the achromatic waves prepared in this way, Lenok’s own image is poured little by little.
[Expanding the magnetic field: Observing the divergence point]
Wow!!!
At that mont, a void erupted from beneath Lennok’s feet, covering all of Beecher and raising a huge dark cavity.
A dark void where no light can be seen.
Only the ripples of golden light spreading under my feet and the image of the coffin next to it were left behind in the void.
From the mont the area was deployed, Lennok slowly stood up, fully realizing the mana consud like crazy.
Since awakening the magnetic realm for the first ti, this is practically the first ti that the realm has been developed without an opponent to defeat.
The reason for projecting the image once more at this point, leaving behind nurous formidable enemies and difficulties, was not elsewhere.
Gyebaek’s last geas, which even the clown himself, who led the plan, did not know in detail.
‘Challenge the ascension once again.’
Why did Gyebaek throw himself out of the well without hesitation the mont Gias woke up to challenge the ascension?
Why did he jump out into the open sea and use himself as a bullet toward the end?
Why did such a grandiose plan go ahead with activating the last hidden geath without much preliminary work?
I kept thinking about it over and over again in a corner of my head, and eventually I was convinced.
The fact that the way to challenge ascension is not simply to transcend the hierarchy and obtain qualifications.
Gyebaek must have chosen the closest way to once again challenge the ascension at that point and moved according to Gias.
It was just that the thod was to jump out into the open sea and throw oneself forward as if throwing oneself toward an end that could never be understood.
As he slowly pondered and realized what the words ant, Lennok was able to understand the true purpose of Pandemonium.
Not a single word Myung had told Lennok had gone wrong.
A clash between two ascenders. The opening of the passage to the open sea and the view of the end.
In the anti, Lennok had co to understand what Pandaemonium’s leadership really wanted.
The opening of the sky and the coming conclusion are not controlled by the ends of the open sea.
Only those monsters swimming in the open sea with incomprehensible power and potential can avoid the coming destruction and move on to the next one.
Pandemonium isn’t just trying to save the world by opening the way to the next world.
Perhaps what the leader wants is an end outside the open sea beyond the endlessly circulating world… … .
“… … ”
Stop the endless stream of thoughts.
Didn’t he tell Hireah that there would be no point in pondering a problem for a long ti without an answer?
What Lennok was attempting now was not the kind of thing that could be tried with a lot of complexity in the head and succeeded.
Concentrate with your eyes closed, and with all your might, project all remaining images onto the prepared board.
A kaleidoscope of dazzling golden light began to erge from the void of the dark realm.
Woooooooooooooo!!!!
Dozens of the plane’s engines spun simultaneously, a roaring noise echoing majestically through the void.
Dozens of kaleidoscopes began to float above Lennok’s head as if looking down.
However, Lennok ignored the scenery shining through the dazzling golden scene and focused his attention on the old coffin lying at his feet.
To be precise, the cracks in the world wriggling little by little inside the coffin. Between those faint traces that don’t even reach a handful.
The kaleidoscope that projects Lenoch’s image is not an omnipotent force that draws out all the possibilities that exist.
The power to observe and look back on the possibilities and divergence points of connection with Lennok himself, the owner of the realm, from the future perspective.
So, wasn’t the area that Lennok used so far also embodied as an extension of the power he possessed or had a connection with Lennok himself?
Sa.
I ca back after confirming the scenery of the open sea and the whole story that I had only heard about through rumors and had never been able to see in person.
Because I truly realized what the possibilities that exist outside of this world an.
Lennok was able to attempt to develop a magnetic domain on the premise of the possibility related to the power of the open sea.
The reason I ca to the crack in the fort was because I was convinced that this was the place most environntally similar to the handbook’s well.
Even if it is a crack so small that it cannot even directly reflect the open sea, it is certain that this place is, in a sense, the most related to the outside world.
If, as Lennok thought, a new realm could be realized through the possibility of the open sea.
If only Lennok himself could identify the path and branching point he would take from the point of view of the future realized in that way.
Wouldn’t it be possible to ascertain the fundantal reason why Lennok himself opened his eyes in this world?
After crossing both hands over the crack, gather the images and spread them over the crack.
Whoa!!
The kaleidoscope that erged from the other side of Lennok’s crossed hands instantly turned a dark black color and burned.
Using the crack as a catalyst, the landscape inside the kaleidoscope that received the possibility of the open sea began to distort.
Jiji Jiji Jiji Jiji… … !!!
“no way… … .?”
I didn’t expect that a single attempt would produce aningful results, but the scenery beyond the kaleidoscope is changing and trying to reflect sothing.
Lennok, too, stared at the kaleidoscope with a stiff face, unable to breathe properly, accepting the possibility of the open sea.
The landscape inside the kaleidoscope, painted black, twisted little by little, then began to reflect in Lennok’s eyes.
it was a letter
Letters twisted so bizarrely that the language of this continent cannot explain them.
Characters made of pitch-black mud, wriggling as if they were alive and changing their shape and structure, run wild beyond the kaleidoscope.
[Where.]
Surprisingly, Lennok could understand what that ant.
[Invisible.]
[Call .]
Sparsely connected letters co alive and change their aning and will.
A call as if searching for soone invisible. Even though Lennok is right in front of his eyes, he doesn’t seem to be aware of it.
At that mont, the number of letters projected on the inside of the kaleidoscope increased in an instant, increasing to hundreds and thousands, covering the inside of the kaleidoscope.
[You don’t keep your promise, where is my na?] I defied a great will. I’m hungry. I’m so cold. I curse you
. Intense letters that fill up and pour out.
With that power alone, the boundary line of the rotating kaleidoscope twisted black and convulsed as if letters were about to jump out.
supportive… … !!!!
“Damn it… … !!”
A strong and terrifying thought, as if it were about to overwhelm and invade my head at any mont and eat up.
Lennok finally understood the aning of the strange phenonon unfolding before his eyes and gritted his teeth.
It is not just letters that voluntarily break through the power of the kaleidoscope and try to jump out.
A collection of wills that are too powerful and transcendent are just projecting their will as if creating sothing out of nothing between empty spaces.
This is not the result Lennok himself expected or expected.
He raised all his remaining mana and fully developed the imagery. In an instant, he regained control of the kaleidoscope, rewinded it, and restored it.
This space is a magnetic realm embodied by Lenok’s own absolute will and image.
It’s rather strange that Lennok can’t control it with his own power, once he’s got his hands on it.
The kaleidoscope twisted in a dull black light returns to its original state, and the landscape inside begins to return to its original state as well.
As if they had noticed the fact, the letters reflected from the inside vomited out an incomprehensible battle.
[Don’t go.]
[Why are you going?]
[I’ve already dropped it off, why isn’t it there?]
[Sothing’s wrong, sothing… … ]
Kiki… … !!
Closing the door of the kaleidoscope completely and canceling it is a burdenso task that is many tis more burdenso than deploying it.
The mont Lennok’s remaining mana was exhausted and the door to the fork was barely closed, the developnt of the magnetic field ended and Lennok’s body was thrown onto the grassy field.
fluff!!
“Woo-wook… … !!”
Swallowing the nausea rising from within, Lennok lost his balance and collapsed.
The fingertips that touched the edge of the rift are pale and cold.
Lennok muttered quietly, looking down at the traces of emptiness left on his fingertips.
“No… … .”
Even though the divergence was opened using the rift as a catalyst, Lennok himself is not visible.
Instead, what lies beyond the kaleidoscope is the unknown thoughts of desperately searching for soone.
Who the hell were they looking for?
Who was the one who sang with resentnt, hatred, affection and wonder, despair and lantation?
Even though Lennok didn’t want to know, he already realized.
Lennok, who chose the possibility of the open sea as a turning point, was no longer there.
All that remains is the countless emotions and debris created as a result of that.
This is the first ti this has happened, even though the divergence has been observed several tis.
Is it because Lennok, who went outside the world by choosing the turning point of the open sea, is already dead?
Or is it because the possibility already exists in reality, not in the future?
“… … .”
A terrifying horror. A fear that is different from death but comparable to it.
Unexpected possibilities that you vaguely know about but never want to think about.
“Damn it… … .”
Grinding his teeth and getting up from his seat, Lennok ca out of Beecher and took out his cell phone.
“… … it’s jenny There are people I want to find.”
[Is that the story you talk about on the phone in a month?]
Hearing Jenny’s voice muttering absurdly, Lennok laughed helplessly.
“May I ask?”
[…] … Wait a minute, there’s a custor before that. Do you want to co to the bar first?]
“What?”
Jenny whispered over the receiver with a slightly troubled expression.
[Aris Richellen is looking for you. I think she has sothing to tell you.]
The drug-consuming genius wizard episode 467
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