Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 488

Beloved by the Gods (2)

Burned down temple dungeon.

Among them, Lennok was confined in the darkest and most isolated solitary cell.

Even though I am wearing a public coat distributed by the lighthouse, a chill creeps into my body without adding or subtracting.

I wanted to turn over to escape the cold, but the heavy chains on my limbs restrained even that action.

Clap!!

The handcuffs, made of navy blue alloy, were thicker than Lennok’s forearms. It must be a type of barrier metal created to suppress the flow of magical power.

However, Lennok was unable to move due to the weight of the handcuffs rather than the function of these handcuffs.

While watching such Lennok’s appearance, dozens of correctional knights surrounded the prison.

rattle!!

At the end of the corridor, I heard footsteps walking into the prison.

Arriving in an instant was Gevin Melwood, the captain of the corrections department with a gloomy impression.

Looking down at the bound Lennok with expressionless eyes, Gervin muttered to the knights standing behind him.

“I would have told you to sever all the tendons in your limbs.”

“… … sorry. We couldn’t pierce that mage’s skin with our own strength.”

“Even after wearing 20 layers of magic blocking devices?”

“Somehow, it seems that there is a special ban on the bloodline itself.”

Of course, there was no such thing, only Lenok, who was not affected by the blocking device, was wearing a simple barrier over his skin.

However, there was no way the proofreaders knew that Lennok was not affected by the restraints.

At the same time that they caught Lennok, the belongings confiscated were only things like daggers and lighters that Lennok didn’t need right away.

Gerbin shot at such knights as if to reprimand them.

“I should have called the agents and made sure it was dealt with. Didn’t you say that even if a limb is cut off, as long as you put your life on it, it’s a good sacrifice?”

“that… … .”

“Don’t do useless acting like that.”

Lennok, who was quietly listening to the knights’ conversation, smiled.

“It’s hard to hear more.”

“what?”

“If I really meant to amputate my limbs, I would have done it right where the agents and knights gathered. Isn’t it?”

“… … .”

Of course, Lennok did not throw himself into a reckless gamble where he had to worry about his safety belatedly after he was caught.

The secret passage to the ammunition depot where the apostle Amrita was asleep.

He remembered that all of the hundreds of corpses that were offered as offerings to the 10 apostles had no wounds except for a hole in the armpit.

In other words, it is proof that in order to properly perform human sacrifice to the apostle, the body of the sacrifice must not have any scars.

Lennok was clearly aware of that fact from the start, so he was able to throw the odds of surrendering in Izel’s face without hesitation.

If Izel really intended to make Lennok a sacrifice, he wouldn’t even think about touching Lennok’s body in the first place.

The fact that even at the moment when he was surrounded by agents, he only brought a knife close to him and no one tried to hurt him was also a basis for speculation.

“Until right before making an offering to Amrita as a sacrifice, no wounds can be inflicted… … . There’s no way your subordinates wouldn’t know that… … .”

“dare… … .”

Gebin’s expression, which was contorted with anger, rapidly withers as if the power was turned off.

Returning with an expressionless face, Gerbin affirmed in a gloomy tone.

“You are right. After all, this kind of thing doesn’t suit me.”

“Have you received orders?”

“I need to give the impression that I can sever your limbs at any time, so that you’ll stay quiet until the ceremony begins.”

Gerbin’s eyes were razor-sharp, scanning Lennok’s entire body.

“Looking at it now, it doesn’t seem necessary.”

“Loyalty is great.”

Lennok laughed.

Gerbin had a faint look in his eyes as he watched Lennok like that.

“You are not afraid.”

“Are you afraid?”

Lennok, who stared at Gerbin’s face through the bars, smiled.

“Because I didn’t know what that ritual was in the first place. I’m not the type to be afraid of the unknown.”

“No, everyone is afraid.”

Gevin shook his head with a single knife.

“The sinner who violates the great doctrine and tries to throw everything into chaos changes like that. The unknown is frightening, terrifying, grotesque, and trembling.”

“… … .”

“But you don’t look like that.”

That’s not wrong.

To Lennok, who has the ability to designate a target, this binding device is virtually meaningless.

Even as long as he has Jindun’s control code, he is confident that he can lift all of these restraints with his own power at any time.

It’s just a little uncomfortable to move your body, but in fact, you’re recovering your magic in a state that’s no different from the moment you first visited this island.

If you’re afraid in a situation like this, it’s rather strange.

But even though Lennok knew what Gervin was saying, he didn’t bother to act afraid.

On the contrary, it was clear that the other side would be even more wary of Lennok and try to pressure him the moment he was exposed to such false feelings.

“If you’re hoping for help, you’d better give up.”

As if Gervin had read Lennok’s thoughts, he threatened.

“As much as we have sorted out the church’s internal problems, all remaining forces are working on external boundaries. I’m not going to be as brazen as I was when I crawled into the sewer.”

“Right… … . Did you already know that?”

Seeing Lennok close his eyes with a calm expression, Gerbin tried to say something more.

I hurriedly lowered my head at the sound of the rustling of clothes coming from nearby.

Easel Naidri was standing with her feet on her feet, looking normal.

Although she was wearing the fancy dress of an archbishop, her skin before the ceremony was as white and pale as porcelain.

Easel, who had a bizarre appearance with veins showing through her bleached cheeks, nodded her head with an expressionless face.

“Geobin, there are knights who need your strength. Go.”

“The author’s skills, Goddess Haona, are simply difficult to stop with just us… … .”

“Gerbin.”

Izel’s soft voice stopped Gerbin’s words.

Gerbin said nothing more and quietly bent over and disappeared.

Easel, who was looking around the corridor near the dungeon that had become quiet, smiled with her arms crossed.

“This prison was originally made to confine and transport the apostles. It is located in the basement of the temple, but it is made detachable.”

“… … .”

“When I was a priestess, there were many immature things in running the church. Because of this, we often had to use coercive means because we couldn’t properly reform those with sufficient aptitude.”

A faint smile floats on his hard porcelain face.

“Since the number of believers has increased enough and we have been able to stably select suitable candidates from within, everything is just a passing memory… … . Whoops.”

“You look happy.”

Izel averted his gaze at Lennok’s outburst.

“Yes. To be honest, it’s fun. After long agony, I finally feel that I have the right to return to my true nature.”

“… … .”

“While he was walking in his endless dream, I also tried my best, but couldn’t find any answer. In my haste, I made a mistake and lost the power of revelation.”

Izel’s face, which had been smiling faintly, was instantly stained with anger.

An extreme state of ups and downs of emotions, as if they were seething. It was clear that both the mind and body were unable to maintain the sensibility of an ordinary human being.

Otherwise, there would be no reason to visit Lennok like this and tell a personal story.

“I thought all the meaning we built together had faded. Even so, I tried to lead the church in a better direction… … . I realized that even that was something I couldn’t do on my own.”

Lennok stared at the crown resting on easel’s bowed head without losing sight of it.

“The way to atone for one’s wrongs and return to His side was not to devote oneself to worldly affairs. All I had to do was listen to revelations coming from outside, not from this world.”

“… … .”

“I would do anything to get that power back.”

Easel whispered.

“The fact that no one will be able to hold me accountable once the plan is successful.”

Lennok finally understood why Izel was telling Lennok these words directly.

Absolute confidence in the success of this plan. They are convinced that there can be no failure after things have gone this far.

Obviously, Izel must have a vague idea of Lennok’s identity and the existence of other watchers.

Perhaps he is aware that the wizard named Evan is a War Mage who came out of the Labyrinth of the Hanghasa.

But has she already concluded that even those variables have no meaning in front of the ceremony she is about to begin?

coo!!

At that moment, the entire basement corridor of the temple wriggled, changing the terrain and forming a huge slope toward the ground.

The prison itself, in which Lennok was imprisoned, moves as if sliding, squeezing through the slopes and rising.

Lennok frowned as he realized that it was not just the prison’s ability, but a natural phenomenon he was familiar with.

“The updraft of magical power that exists only in the sea of understanding. Are the tips accumulated enough to be applied in a limited area?”

Izel didn’t answer.

But Lennok saw that the silence was, in a sense, Izell’s answer, and widened his eyes.

What if she, who had been unable to control her emotions and burst out talking about herself, suddenly shut up about this topic?

Wouldn’t that in itself certainly have a significant meaning?

“Right. If the reason why you have been staying in the sea of understanding for a long time is to fully understand and properly use the power of this sea, then eventually… … .”

“You can say whatever you want.”

Izel looked back at Lennok and smiled.

“Because of your presence, everything went faster than expected and all preparations were complete. All that remains is to create a vessel for receiving the great revelation… … .”

Faint cracks begin to spread on Easel’s hardened skin like pure white porcelain.

thud thud… … .

It doesn’t care that pieces of skin fall little by little, as if it would break and peel off at any moment.

Easel muttered quietly as he carefully stroked his cheek where the crack was spreading.

“I will be the first in this world to reach a new ascension.”

* * *

A huge cage made of blue metal stands in the center of the chapel of the huge temple.

Dozens of corrections workers surrounding the prison, each with their hands on the blades at their waists, marched silently across the chapel towards the altar.

Church forces several times the number of correctional knights fill all sides of the temple, and priests climb all over the huge balustrade to keep vigilant in all directions.

All of these actions are part of the process of bringing a single wizard to the altar.

Lennok was watching the priests and knights of the Order, who were constantly moving around him, with an expressionless face.

A majestic stance that would remain vigilant even after sealing off all mana with handcuffs and shackles as thick as reinforcing bars on its limbs.

The huge crystal palace was scorched in places by the flames of Lennok, but it still retained its shape and grandeur.

Pass the chapel of the temple that was completely burned down and head to the huge altar located deeper.

The figure of the Ten Apostles Amrita asleep while exhaling slowly on the altar. Although the tips of his hair are tanned, he is calm as if there was a commotion.

And at the center of such an apostle, dozens of magic circles drawn with red blood as if drawing a circular ripple.

Hundreds of human beings are hanging alive on all sides of the altar’s walls, giving out meaningless screams and rigors.

At the center of the grand and terrifying scene stood Easel Naidri, dressed in the neatly dressed attire of an archbishop.

Behind her, dozens of agents stand tall as if watching the current situation.

They are powerful people representing each branch of the church, but for now they are keeping their mouths shut without saying anything.

It was because he understood that the ceremony that Izel Naidri was going to unfold from now on was a kind of revelation that could never be easily seen even within the church.

She, who has already lost her power as a priestess, borrows the apostle Amrita and the special environment of the Sea of Understanding to perform the selection ceremony.

In fact, the priestess’ authority within the church is equal to or surpasses that of the apostle.

In a way, it was only natural that the agents who had longed to be selected as apostles through this ceremony had been frantically waiting for this moment.

“Come closer.”

The cage with Lennok trapped slowly swam near the altar where Amrita slept.

“Boo… … .”

“Uh uh… … .”

“Black… … !!”

The groans of those who have not yet died hanging from the altar.

Even though I have already lost consciousness from the constant pain, my body automatically reacts and screams.

Lennok stared blankly at the horrific scene of the altar approaching right in front of him, then asked the easel looking at him from above.

“Are you going to put me on display hanging among the authors?”

“Can it be?”

Eisel smiled softly.

“Of course, the most delicious delicacies should be served last.”

“… … .”

“You will be the cornerstone of the great world at the moment when her help is most needed, just before the ceremony is over and everything falls back into place. You should be proud enough.”

“You say the word ‘feeding the beast’ at length.”

“After the ceremony begins, nothing can ever come back into the world.”

Despite Lennok’s ridicule, Izel did not lose his composure.

“So, if you have one last thing to say in this world, it would be better to spit it all out now.”

“… … .”

Izel turned his head away from Lennok, who didn’t answer.

“From now on, we will begin the ceremony of selecting the apostles.”

Slowly making hand signs with both hands, he began to spit out incomprehensible words.

At the same time, a huge magic circle formed around the altar and formed a huge circle, and began to shine ceaselessly.

woo woo woo… … !!

Lennok realized that the magic formation was a form of transformation by borrowing some extent from Jindun’s barrier formation.

Izel obtained Jindun’s legacy and was using part of the barrier art after refining it into the form he wanted.

Lennok waited for the right moment, calmly gazing at the brilliance of the magic squad while imprisoned in the prison.

‘Not yet.’

A little more decisive moment, and that is, Izel and the agents should aim for a single moment when they will never be able to avoid the rebound.

Koo Goo Goo!!!!

The magic circle that has been deployed around the altar rises from its place and rotates.

The bloody magic circle drew a three-dimensional trajectory and rotated around the altar, drawing a huge circular sphere.

The humans trapped inside began to scream desperately and stop breathing one by one.

“Buy and live… … .”

“sorry. sorry… … !!”

“Aww… … !!”

The more hundreds of human lives are sacrificed, the faster the circle rotates, and the pressure intensifies as if the space itself is about to explode.

The spirit pressure that swelled up as if it would burst the sky above the altar became infinitely heavy as if it would press down on the soul.

Finally, I went beyond that limit and exploded something whole.

Wow!!!

A shock wave of dark red ripples sweeping through the field of vision inverts all visible colors.

Immediately after the deafening roar erupted, the surroundings fell silent like a lie.

It was not that the surroundings had become quiet, but a strange sensation as if the sound had been blocked.

The moment I noticed it, the scenery around the altar was already immersed in endless darkness.

“hmm… … !”

“This… … no way!”

The appearance of the altar turned black, completely different from the scenery of the pure white temple.

Realizing the meaning of the darkened landscape in an instant, the agents spit out different silent sounds with hard complexions.

Lennok also hardened his face, realizing that the feeling of déjà vu existed in his memory.

‘well… … .’

The scenery of the open sea seen through the well of the handbook.

It was because the manifestation of the overwhelming presence I felt there was approaching as Izel started his consciousness.

The process of hearing the will of the end through Izel Naidri’s power as a priestess.

It is not simply downloading and conveying the will of foreign media swimming outside the open sea.

In this world where the cycle of cause and effect is closed, it is difficult to overhear anything that happens in the dark sea.

At the time when she had full power as a priestess, such an obstacle was nothing, but now that she has given up her position and became an archbishop, it is different.

That is why Izel has been preparing to receive the will of foreign media by building the scenery of the altar as similar to the environment of the open sea as much as possible.

In the sea of understanding, not only magic power rises above the sea in an updraft.

In conjunction with a specific consciousness, it rapidly floats up to one’s own consciousness, indirectly creating an environment close to the open sea.

For this very moment, Izel risked being discovered and set the island of the Cult’s Far East down into the sea of understanding.

oh oh oh… … !!

A bizarre sensation, as if the consciousness of hundreds of people standing near the altar soared into the sky at almost the same time.

A sense of isolation, as if all the cognitive abilities around you are far away from your will.

The chill that freezes the whole body and the endless emptiness that eats away at the head.

Even breathing becomes thin and rarefied between the hallucinatory glides as if the mind and body are separated and run in all directions without knowing how to control.

An extreme environment that humans can never get used to.

However, the incarnation of the end, which feels more comfortable than anyone else in an environment similar to the open sea, also exists in the same space.

[Huh uh uh uh uh… … .]

Amrita, a huge hairy 10 apostles who exhaled while prostrated on the top of the altar, wriggles and wakes up.

[Here… … .]

Through the pure white fur, the blue eyes quietly open their eyes and look around quietly.

Even the deep dizziness is felt in the calmly submerged gaze of the figure buried in the endless appetite.

An environment close to the open sea. That’s why the crazy apostle who swims in the open sea as part of the dream of a foreign correspondent regained his sanity.

This is the moment when Amrita regains her intellect, manifests properly, and conducts the ritual.

If you need to intervene, now is the time.

‘Goes.’

The moment Lennok immediately took out a piece of paper with a control code written on it from his bosom and was about to stand up.

[…] … Are you planning to do it?]

More than anything else, an unusual telegram was pierced into Lennok’s mind.

Her bizarrely clear and transparent eyes had been looking at Lennok from the moment they were opened.

[Are you going to end it with your own hands?]

As if you knew who he was.

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