Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 429

of the memory palace (2)

speaks, Lennok’s consciousness, which had flowed according to Amilla’s memory, is also awakened.

At the same time, I was startled.

“… … !!!”

I got goosebumps.

Lennok is not looking directly into Amilla’s memories.

By hitting her head with magical powers and electric signals at random, she forcibly recreates the image that pops up from the deepest part of her mind.

To put it bluntly, it could be said that this landscape is nothing more than a vague afterimage, not even Amilla’s memories.

The fragments in the memory that should be only that are recognizing and talking to the observer beyond the memory of their existence.

That simple act, more than anything else, gave Lennok a powerful alarm.

The priest smiled strangely as if he understood Lennok’s feelings.

“Whoops… … . You don’t have to be so scared. As you can see, we have no power in this memory.”

‘… … .’

As he said, no energy was felt from the body of the leader who was sitting at the center of the white palace.

Right now, this landscape is an image created based on Amilla’s memories.

As a child, Amilla Banger knew what a great man the leader was, but couldn’t appreciate what a powerful monster he was.

Mixed among tens of thousands of followers, perhaps because I only glanced at his face, the headmaster’s face, like the others in my memory, was blurry.

Only the halo shining softly behind him showed what Amilla was thinking of him.

“Come close to me. I don’t have much time. I want to enjoy this strange coincidence for a while… … .”

Lennok’s body is not here right now, and he is just appreciating this memory as if he were looking at a screen through a camera.

Then, where was the cult leader looking and talking to Lennok?

But none of that fact seemed to matter to him.

As if the camera slowly zooms in, it crosses between tens of thousands of believers and focuses on the religious leader.

Even when I narrowed the distance and zoomed in, the blurry face did not become clear.

Unlike the splendid decorations and grand pantheon of statues depicting the end of the majestic open sea, only the leader’s face was still blurry as if it had been erased with a brush.

The priest stared blankly at Lennok and slowly leaned back in his chair.

“You must be wondering how this is possible.”

‘… … .’

“It’s simple. The memory in this image is also myself… … . From the moment I am recognized as the owner of the Order, this fragment is also myself.”

The headmaster laughed softly and continued.

“It doesn’t matter which world in which timeline. The moment I recognize and identify with myself, I am both myself and not myself… … .”

An incomprehensible yet understandable explanation from the religious leader.

Does it mean that the moment you are recognized and accepted as a religious leader at any moment, you become aware of your self and hold in your hands an awareness beyond reality?

A definition and a way of existence that are like a concept that cannot be understood at all by ordinary human common sense.

Can something that exists and is defined in that way in the first place be called the same life form?

However, Lennok, aware of himself accepting the words somewhere in his heart, asked naturally.

‘that is… … Are you saying it’s possible for humans?’

A flame that cannot be expressed in words. However, the head nodded as if he understood Lennok’s question.

“Because I am sure. No one can have a bigger ego than me. In all timelines, I have existed longer than anyone and will go mad before anyone else.”

‘… … Are you going crazy? you already… … ?’

An assertion that cannot be overlooked. But what does it mean to conclude the words as if they were prophesied by the religious leader himself?

The headmaster closed his eyes. No, I couldn’t see her face, but Lennok knew it.

“Amilla was smart enough to correctly perceive my existence, but her senses were not mature enough to fully embody me… … . But that’s why we can deliver our thoughts in the form of conversation like this now.”

‘… … .’

“It is possible because we face ourselves in the form of reminiscence, as if looking back on the past timeline and saying that it was like that then.”

‘… … .’

“Perhaps in your timeline, the real me is already… … Whoop whoop.”

The appearance of the religious leader shedding a strange laugh without finishing his words.

Even though he didn’t say anything, the meaning of the words made him feel extremely ominous.

The image of the leader that Amilla remembers from her childhood. Does it mean that it can take the form of a conversation with the religious leader only at the moment of relatively faded memories and recalling the past?

Although he still felt no power or phase from him.

Rather, it was because of this that Lennok was able to realize more clearly than anyone else how absurd a transcendental leader was.

The leader of a group that gathers millions of followers and worships the god of the open sea. It is not easy to deal with even facing the flames in memory and hearing the thoughts.

It is said that he is a monster who has knowledge and power comparable to that of an ascendant, but is constantly interested in the worldly world.

I understood very perfectly right here that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Lennok asked, hiding his fear, while partly thinking that he would never be able to understand the being laughing in front of him.

‘Do you think worshiping the end of the open sea as a god and praising them is really the right answer?’

The teacher did not answer.

Lennok asked again.

‘What do you want to do by bringing together the consciousness and beliefs of this world?’

“Originally, a more dramatic encounter would have been waiting for us… … .”

The headmaster muttered in a weak voice.

“It was distorted by the trick of the battery. It’s unfortunate, but I don’t think this is bad either.”

‘… … .’

A bizarre way of speaking whose intentions could not be guessed.

The leader called Lennok because he wanted to say something, but he had no intention of listening to Lennok.

As he said, communication that barely took the form of a conversation.

Is that really the only meaning this transcendentalist wanted to convey to him?

“We still have a few more opportunities left… … . One of them is already right in front of you.”

The teacher laughed.

At that moment, tens of thousands of believers who had been marching in the festival as if the two had never existed burst into laughter at the same time.

[Hahahahahahaha.]

[Hahahahahahaha.]

[Hahahahahahaha.]

Only the voices of tens of thousands of people laughing at the same time resound above the pure white sky of the Pantheon.

In the midst of that terrifying laughter, the followers all turned their heads toward Lennok with a creak.

The sound of laughter vibrating as if deafening. However, the quiet voice of the leader could be heard more clearly.

“I won’t have high expectations… … . The snake guarding the well was eaten by regret, and no one will remember my mission.”

Koo Goo Goo!!

At that moment, the magnificent palace in my memory splits from the floor and begins to collapse.

Tens of thousands of followers fell through the endless cracks, laughing nonstop.

At the same time that Amilla’s memories are coming to an end, this flame image will also disappear without maintaining its proper form.

It’s probably because the memory of the religious leader I saw in my childhood ends at this point.

The priest smiled faintly as if looking at Lennok through an invisible camera.

“But if I can get even the slightest reprieve from this… … Perhaps the day when we will hold hands for the last time is near.”

‘What the hell do you want to say… … .!’

thud!!

white palace. The center, where dozens of statues stood tall, collapsed as it was, and Lennok’s consciousness also sank beneath the floor.

Between the collapsing palaces of memory, the cult leader sits there until the end and is with the destruction of the world.

To Lennok, somehow, it seemed that the figure resembled something of the leader’s desired purpose.

Kyoju said while following Lennok’s screen, which was infinitely farther down, to the end.

‘The day we will meet again is not far away. until then… … Take good care of yourself.’

Aaaaaaa!!

At that moment, Lennok’s consciousness in an instant rose upward from the deepest part of Amilla’s fragments of memory.

She quickly passes through the memories she has intensely recognized throughout her life and captures and restores the most recent thoughts.

Amilla and the priests who came under someone’s order and prepared a magic ceremony outside the city.

The moment when they put a knife into the hearts of the priests lying outside a cave and sign their hands.

Whoop!!

“Whoa… … !!”

Lennok, who had bounced off Amilla’s head like a lie, staggered slightly to his feet.

“Evan!”

Cassia supported Lennok’s staggering body and accepted it.

“What, did you really come to see something inside me?”

Amilla, who was staring blankly at him as she collapsed, smirked.

“It’s very awkward. No matter what you see, it must not have been a very pleasant memory.”

“haha… … !!”

Amilla doesn’t know.

The fact that Lennok had just come face to face with the consciousness of the cult leader during the process of restoring countless memories that had just lifted her head.

With a trembling gaze, Lennok, who managed to calm himself down, quickly sorted out what he had to do.

Worrying about the message left by the religious leader is a later task.

Rather than that, it was first to question the scenery that Lennok saw at the end.

Clap!!

Lennok asked coldly, drawing his pistol and aiming it at Amilla’s temple.

“You guys are not in this body right now.”

“… … .”

At the unexpected affirmation, Amilla fell silent for a moment, and Cassia opened her eyes wide.

“It’s not that he’s not afraid of death, but he’s been doing tricks outside the city from the beginning. Were you using the forbidden arts of human sacrifice?”

“I thought this was a failure, but did you come to see it?”

“Answer me.”

Chi profit… … !!

When I brought the muzzle to my forehead, which was hot with continuous shooting, smoke rose along with the smell of burning flesh, but Amilla did not blink an eye either.

“If you knew that, you wouldn’t have killed me right here.”

“… … .”

“The memories of this alter ego until the moment I died as a sorcerer… … . Everything is supposed to flow into the main body.”

Amilla laughed even as the flesh on her temples melted away.

“As an alter ego, I don’t know, but the moment I die, the real Amilla Banger will probably understand. Evan, what kind of technology did you research and obtain, and how much needed talent the church needs.”

“What did you say… … ?”

Cassia opened her mouth slightly in disbelief.

Amilla looked at Cassia’s reaction as if enjoying it, and continued to tease.

“If I were the real Amilla, I would step away and then slowly look for opportunities again. It will never show a trace, wait and stab you in the back when you least expect it.”

Amilla giggled as she looked at Lennok’s hardened face.

“how is it? Aren’t you scared? What should I do if I want to prevent that? If you keep me alive for as long as possible and don’t start looking for the real thing… … !”

Taang!!

No further answer was needed.

Amilla’s head shook violently for a moment, and then she fell helplessly on the spot, spattering blood.

Lennok, who briefly looked down at Amilla’s body, splattered with blood, slowly turned his head and called Cassia and Archwood.

“Please examine the belongings of the other priests. As for the bishop, I will check it myself.”

“… … Are you okay? If it’s really a structure where the memories of the alter ego are transmitted to the main body… … ”

At Cassia’s worried words, Lennok shook his head.

“There is no need to be dragged around here unless there is a way to verify its authenticity.”

“… … .”

“What if what the bishop said was false and the alter ego’s memories are transmitted in real time? Rather, we give the bishop one more means of obtaining information. If that’s the case, it’s right to kill him here right now and go after the main body.”

Saying that, Lennok immediately took out his phone and picked it up.

“I roughly checked where their bodies were. I will call in reinforcements right now and go in pursuit.”

It was to prepare for such a moment that I immediately contacted the dean and found someone who could help.

He did not intend to be satisfied with just catching the alter ego. Lennok had the intention of rooting out the cult’s aftermath right now.

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