At the end of the collapsed ruins (2) In
that brief mont of waiting for Craig’s next reaction, countless crossroads pass through my mind, and all of them remain in my mind, moving toward a clear turning point of victory.
That mont when he desperately stirred his black magic in all directions, but sohow raised his magic power to find a clue to a counterattack.
The montary gap of taking risks for the sake of returns.
Woooooo!!
I grabbed the hair of the magical power that flowed downward and lifted it up.
The mont the intangible magic contained his will, blue lightning streaks rose from six places, trapping Craig in an instant and tightening him.
A unique magic created by mixing manipulation-type magicians and lightning magic.
[Six Crowns]
Pajijijijijik!!!!
“Ugh….!!”
Craig’s struggled movent quickly begins to subside as he strangles his neck and chokes his breath by swinging an electric wire.
It was only then that Lennok let out a small breath with a pale complexion.
At first glance, it looked fierce, but it was an overwhelming victory.
Even though they exchanged more than a dozen magic shots in an instant, the fact that Craig never had a successful effective hit proves the gap.
In a way, it is natural.
Even if Craig is a warlock with a long history, Lennok’s talent and combat experience are beginning to surpass the value of ti.
It’s not just the concept of being able to counter the attacks of the opponent in front of you.
A fighting thod to get what you want in a more essential part. Lennok’s ability to use magic had already reached the level of skill, far exceeding the specific realm of level.
Especially against the sa mage, it’s hard to imagine a picture of yourself losing.
His perfected talent as a mage was taking Lennok beyond just high-fired artillery.
Even the fact that Craig was an excellent necromancer prepared a secret plan against him, but since he did not use necromancy, the result was fixed.
The two wizards t their eyes over the shared landscape that had beco a ss.
Is this enough?
Lennok turned to Craig as he contacted the operating team.
“There is sothing I want to ask you.”
There was no other reason why he refrained from using powerful inherent magic and pushed ahead with a fast tempo to win.
Craig shouldn’t be killed right now.
There wasn’t just one or two pieces of information I needed to hear from his mouth.
You could ask for Reisen’s slush fund first, but… that wasn’t the purpose of Lennok rolling all the way here.
There was sothing he considered more important than the safety of Balkan.
Lennok took out the relic ring he had received from Raoul and held it out in front of Craig, who was moaning in pain.
Whoa…!
When injecting mana of a wavelength that matches the ring through a change in nature, the shape of a huge tree rises above the ring.
asked Lennok, who brought the image in front of him, identical to the tattoo under Craig’s eye.
“The pattern of this tree. A tattoo under your eyes. I heard that it is also related to the wizard family. Tell everything you know.”
“This is…”
Craig, who looked at the ring with slightly surprised eyes, closed his mouth.
He stared blankly at it for a long ti, then let out an unnatural laugh.
“ha ha ha…!! I never thought you would co with this ring. Raul Did you get it from that old man? Well, the old lady couldn’t have known the real aning of this painting.”
“……..”
Even though his skin was supported by six electric wires, Craig’s face beca as calm as a lie the mont he saw the pattern.
A response that would be impossible for humans with common sense.
Only then did Lennok realize exactly what emotion was peeking through Craig’s eyes.
It is not a belief that you can throw away your life like straw for what you want.
It was close to madness of not looking at anything but wishing.
“I thought that death was the only thing that could be bestowed upon the ignorant, but this would be a different story.”
“what?”
While asking back, Craig looked up at Gong with a drunken gaze and said.
“Once the lighthouse keeper of Philenom passed away, ‘observation’ ended. It seems that the successor is diligently preparing to take over, but the boundary between the open sea and the land has already blurred, and the end that ascenders feared is approaching us.”
“A lighthouse keeper?”
Wasn’t that another na for the Ascendant who was nicknad the Heavenly Dog?
Craig continued, while Lennok paused at the sudden appearance of the na.
“That’s why it’s not so difficult to borrow the power of the apocalypse that’s getting closer. The fortune-tellers who predict the fate of the sky and the sorcerers who hold the sacrificial ceremonies are already aware of this fact and are aware of the danger.”
Craig said, looking at the shape of the tree floating above the ring with an ecstatic look on his face.
It seed that there was no reason left in that gaze.
When Lennok saw that scene, he realized why Craig had rushed at Lennok without hesitation.
Craig is a practical black magician. Among them, he is a master of necromancy.
Even so, what did it an that he did not use the necromancy ceremony during the battle with Lennok and rushed with his bare body?
It’s not that I didn’t use the necromancy ceremony.
it was already in use.
Rituals began a long ti ago.
“The tree you are holding right now is a symbol of Acrotrinia, an extinct tree that ate a civilization and its branches reached the end of the sky…!!! And the god descending to this place now ans the fragnt of that great end!!!”
Aaaaaaaaaa!!!!!
A common area where darkness has subsided.
The illusion of a huge tree appeared in that heterogeneous space where ti and space seed to be separated.
A foreign yet natural presence, as if it had been there from the beginning.
It wriggles its dark red roots as if stained with blood and bends its branches as if looking down.
An overwhelming sense of intimidation, enough to give you an idea of its level just from the illusion that appeared in this place.
It was only when he saw it that Lennok realized.
The ‘artificial realm’ that Craig said was a stage created only to decimate the fragnts of this apocalypse.
Woo woo woo!!
It is hard to believe that the power with such a sense of coercion and presence is not a substance but a trace, and the montum that fills all sides tightens Lennok’s breath.
pop.
and the silence that follows.
As the magic circle rotates like crazy, it absorbs the illusion of the tree as it is.
The imnse presence that had been sucked in was planted in the space beneath Craig’s feet.
Pajijijijijik!!!!
Disparate reddish-brown mana bounces through the bloody air of the common room.
At the sa ti, a sprout that had grown by squeezing through the hard common floor rapidly swelled up and turned into a single seedling.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
not as if to pour all the magic that has been absorbed so far.
Jjigigigiggeu!!!
Strange noises indescribable to the ear. It would be like this if the sound of a tree growing was reproduced thousands of tis faster.
Wood Deuk!!
The appearance of seedlings growing through a solid iron plate is bizarre in itself.
The landscape, where even leaves began to grow at the ends of the branches, seed to indirectly show how powerful the saplings he commanded were.
“Did you say it was a fragnt of the end?”
Lennok murmured.
“From the beginning, I was only thinking of activating the necromancy ceremony.”
“……”
There was no answer. The only thing that cos back is the sneering sneer of those who are sure of success.
Lennok stopped paying attention to Craig and watched the ever-growing sapling carefully.
‘It’s extinct…. That’s a grandiose na.’
I couldn’t understand everything Craig said, but I could understand what he ant when he said it.
What Madrea Falseer, the lighthouse keeper of Philenom, was doing was the watchman’s seat, observing the monsters of the open sea and being wary of them crossing over to this world.
It must an that now that her death has blurred the boundaries, others can more easily contact the monster called ‘The End’.
Not surprising.
Especially when you consider that this world is the background of WORLD 3.0.
Leaving aside whether this place is real or not, if it is a world that players are ready to enter—-
wouldn’t it be reasonable for an adversary to exist?
Even if that antagonist is not a human but a monster like a giant tree.
In a way, it may have been that all of this was predestined from the beginning.
the death of a thousand dogs. city governnt checks. Resistance of black magicians. Craig’s appearance.
Even the existence of true monsters crossing the open sea.
Are you riding on a predetermined future without even knowing it?
Where is the fate of this world flowing?
[The first is coincidence, the second is inevitable. The third one is fate.]
How far did that one word that he rembered from the day he played WORLD 3.0 keep him entangled?
Feeling dejected, he threw his eyes away.
However, now is not the ti to indulge in such sentints for long.
‘Magical power…’
Craig’s corpse, which had turned into a sapling like a dried up tree root sucking up water, began to greedily suck up the mana around it.
Beyond just touching the ownerless power that roams around, he is disrupting the basis of the shield magic that protects Lennok, and even stealing its magical power.
“………..”
Even though the roots of the reddish-brown tree didn’t co into direct contact, they tried to invade Lennok’s underlying magic.
Irritability suddenly increased, and at the sa ti, concentration increased steeply.
Lennok’s magic manipulation ability, which went beyond the frawork of talent, was not weak enough to be eaten by such ddling.
Lennok, who had regained control of his magical powers in an instant, took a step forward and waved his hands.
Although it was brief, it absorbed magic power strong enough to interfere with Lennok’s magic control ability.
The enormous manpower breaks the wall of the cavity and collapses the rugged ceiling of the quarry.
Kwaaaaang!!
The common ceiling completely collapsed, and sothing spilled out of it.
“If the floor collapses…!!”
“half!!”
Other freelancers, including Chen and Hina Cheisha, fall out of thin air.
“What the fuck!!”
Even the existence of Zaun Ordis, who shouts with an annoyed expression.
Needless to say, Lennok’s expression turned ambiguous at the unexpected guest’s intrusion.
The collapsing cavity quickly began to fill up.
“You are very late.”
Hina, who ca down lightly, pulled out a sword from her waist and said.
“After confirming the report that Craig hadn’t left this place, we entered Cheisha. If I could call team leader Marcia, it would be perfect, but…”
Evelyn, leading the other agents, must be fighting Reisen and Gungon.
Which side would fall depended only on the outco of this operation.
“That jeweler over there never t my locket. I think we need so way.”
Cheisha murmured while blowing bubble gum.
Lennok didn’t say anything, but first gave them the news they needed to know.
“Niro Cohen is dead. Craig summoned a monster.”
At the mont, I felt the two people’s expressions faintly stiff, but like an enforcent agent, they quickly adjusted their complexions.
“…….okay.”
“What can I do?”
Cheisha added as she popped the bubblegum.
“—I wasn’t a bad old man.”
“I have work to do now. Rembrance later.”
Saying that, Hina pointed the drawn sword straight at the fallen Craig.
“Now, the priority is to subdue the criminals in front of us.”
“Do you think you’ll be watching?”
thump thump.
Zaun, who took a step forward while clearing his stiff neck, grinned.
“It was a little different from what was planned, but if it went this far, it’s half success. I can’t let bugs like you install it any longer.”
charleuk!!
Taking out two jewels from his bosom and holding them in both hands, he lowered his posture.
“If only I could kill that damn wizard anyway…!!”
Kwaaaang!!
The figures of Chen and Zaun clash again before the words are finished.
At the sa ti, Cheisha and other freelancers on the allied side began to cover Chen with firepower like crazy.
Lennok glanced back at Hina, who was about to jump in, and quickly grabbed her by the shoulders.
“……yes?”
“Wait a minute.”
“There is no ti for this!!”
“I’m not trying to disturb you, so stop.”
As Lennok said that, he slowly raised his mana.
Seeing the flow of current flowing through her fingers, Hina flinched, but she held it back, perhaps because she had the trust she had seen so far.
Seeing that, Lennok sent a crackling electric current straight through Hina’s head.
“There is one thing I realized while reading the introduction to necromancy.”
Wheein!!
The magic power of the electric shock that flowed through the top of her head ran all over her body instead of burning Hina’s head.
“I won’t be able to use the formula itself, but there are parts that I can omit from the principle.”
Lightning-type enchantnt-type application magic.
[Goddess Trust (余身雷)]
Pajijijik!!
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