Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 809

Chapter 809

Ascendant Coming(4)

Koo Goo Goo!!

The endless landscape of the cathedral is constantly shaking and collapsing.

Space splits apart, and even fragments disappear beyond the fog without taking shape.

An illusion of something huge weighing down the space around you and crushing it little by little with its weight alone.

I knew that all the destruction that was being done was because of the existence of just one person.

Black skin as if stained with ink. White hair bleached to pure white.

Sitting on the edge of a huge throne, as if he were about to fall, looking down at Lennok crookedly with his chin resting.

It was perfectly clear to Lennok, even with the thick chains that wrapped around his body and wrapped around his limbs.

Ascendant coming.

A transcendent who climbed the 9th level hierarchy with the body of a berserker and obtained the qualifications to challenge the ascension.

The realm of infinity cannot withstand just by the body finally waking up from a long sleep and moving.

“I was worried that I might not wake up. Usually, once you lose consciousness here, it’s not easy to wake up again.”

Something that occupied the body of the Ascendant smiled and spoke, not caring at all about what Lennok was thinking.

“Looking back, it took quite a while, right?”

he asks, humming his tune happily, without waiting for Lenok’s answer.

“It is a reflection on a long, painful, useless life. Even its meaning has been ruined beyond recognition by the end.”

“…”

“No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t something I could show others. You looked embarrassing.”

He lazily opened and closed his hand and shook his head.

As a corpse that had stopped breathing just a moment ago, it was so lively that it was unbelievable that it was enshrined here.

However, Lennok could see that it was forcibly created by the presence in front of him by moving the ascendant’s body.

“Who are you?”

Lennok asked, pressing down on his throbbing temple.

“Is it something I know that moves that body?”

Who could be the one who looked at Lennok right there and spoke to him?

The incarnation of Lennok, who dwelled in the body of the arrival. The Commander-in-Chief who plotted to steal that body.

The cult leader who recognized Lennok himself in his memories. Or maybe it’s the Ascendant himself.

Either way, there are too many causalities related to that body, so it’s difficult to guess its identity just by looking at it right now.

But instead of answering Lennok’s question, he leaned his head against his throne with his arms crossed.

“well. I don’t know either. Who am I?”

“…”

“Why am I here, why am I awake right now… Worrying about things like that doesn’t really suit me.”

he asked as he threw his head back and slammed it against his throne post.

“Answer me, sorcerer. body and mind. Which one do you think came first?”

“…I don’t know why you’re asking me that.”

Lennok sneered as he slowly adjusted his mask.

“Do you want me to confirm who you are?”

Which side has priority in the life of human beings, the spirit and the flesh?

Needless to say, the discussion about him has a long history and history in a world full of mysteries.

Now, asking Wah Lennok about it and listening to his opinion is meaningless.

But he seemed to think differently than Lennok.

“I am, above all else, a real substance. I think our bodies take precedence over our minds.”

“…”

“The memory you saw is also the same. No matter how dangerous a secret we witness, we can come back to reality because we have a body.”

he said with an expressionless face.

“Otherwise, this world would have belonged to a savior residing in the Memory Palace.”

The words were vague, but Lennok immediately understood what he was trying to say.

A savior who resides in the Memory Palace.

A transcendental being who maintains its existence in the beliefs and memories of others.

Both of them were aware of the fact that they had been wandering constantly searching for the existence of the cult leader in their memories.

The memory of the arrival that was seen and returned by the supernormal ability of revelation. However, it was not the past of the leader that Lennok was looking for.

The memory of someone who was born as a human on this continent and built a hierarchy as a guru.

It was the memory of the Ascendant who met the cult leader at the last moment with an irresistible mandate.

“Kyoju…”

The only record of the leader that he saw beyond his memory was the fantasy of the guru that Do-rae faced throughout his life.

However, Lennok couldn’t hide his distraught mind just by thinking of the guru.

How did he feel when he first landed in this world, forging and training his talents?

He seemed to know, at least a little, what kind of helplessness and despair he was standing there with.

“…”

Clearly, the start was not smooth or comfortable.

Like Lennok, he might have been engrossed in surviving day by day in harsher environments and circumstances.

When he opened his eyes in the first world, what did he think of his guru’s talent?

What kind of mind did the cult leader, who reached the third world through two ascensions, hold the vessel of arrival in his hand?

A moment as Lennok thought about it and gazed silently into the darkness of the cathedral.

Dig!!

The spiritual body of the priestess who bounced off the edge of the throne barely stopped belatedly beside Lennok.

It must have been that he realized that the abnormality had occurred later than Lennok, and forcibly stopped the supernormal ability of the revelation.

[…You. sorry. It seems that I couldn’t stop it after all.]

The gaze of the ascendant staring at this place leisurely even with his whole body restrained by chains.

The spiritual body of the priestess who grasped the situation spoke beside Lennok with a bewildered expression.

[If her bowl was taken away, she would definitely try to retaliate against the church. Run away.]

“…”

[The bridge of the soul remains outside the Mugan. If you go through the station gate, it won’t be difficult to get out of Yorta-]

“No, she didn’t take the bowl. I should say she got it back rather than that.”

[…yes?]

The reason why he peeked into the memory using the revelation was to prevent the spirit of the monarch from trying to take away the body of the arrival.

However, on the other side of the memory of the coming that Lennok had watched, the existence presumed to be the spirit of the monarch was nowhere to be seen.

Is it because he has already completely occupied the body of the arrival?

Did he complete synchronization with the vessel’s memory in that short amount of time and take control of his body?

Lennok had a hunch that this was not the case.

An ambiguous message given to Lennok from the moment he woke up.

That mighty will, unsure of his own existence, yet without any doubt in his own strength.

A common point of view shared by monsters that transcend mutual interests, who carry only their own judgment and will throughout the world.

“That’s not the spirit of a monarch, or a being whose incarnation has been altered. rather….”

Looking at Dorae’s expressionless face, Lennok said.

“It would be correct to say that he is an existence close to the person who was the owner of the body before becoming the vessel of the religious leader.”

Now, what moves Dorae’s body is neither the soul of the monarch who vomited out his resentment, nor the incarnation of Lennok that dwelled in the body.

Not a monarch who tried to recover the night travel that was stolen by the cult leader, but the real owner of this body.

The person who directly showed Lennok the memory of his life and ruminated on its meaning.

The ascendant, the arrival, awakened and regained his body.

Instead of answering Lennok’s words, Dorae quietly whispered.

“The reason I was waiting for you even though I opened my eyes like this… is because I wanted to tell you what I realized.”

“…you wanted to tell me?”

“okay.”

He nodded.

“At the end of the eternally repeating memories, the moment the cult leader recognized and looked at you… I knew it too.”

The eyes that were staring at Lennok while leaning on the edge of the throne at an angle began to come into focus.

“The fact that I am the owner of these memories.”

“…”

“The fact that this body must have belonged to me a long time ago.”

A message uttered quietly. However, the will contained in those words had unparalleled strength.

Chew!!

Instinctively, he raised his magic power, added a shield to his body, and quickly pulled out magicians and mounted them everywhere.

However, the corpse of the arrival spoke again, ignoring the magician’s veil that had landed all over the place.

“It starts with a very trivial coincidence.”

The moment he lightly stretched out his finger, the chain of fog that wrapped around his body shuddered greatly.

thud!!

The shape of the chain trembled and fluctuated, as if it could not withstand the power inherent in it even with a simple gesture.

Lennok slowly looked away, watching the cracks carved into the chains fastening the corpse of Dorae.

“I have regretted that choice for a very long time.”

The ascendant’s lips parted faintly.

“Time passed, and I looked back at that moment countless times.”

“…”

“This body given to him, and the spirit that went mad as a reward for challenging the ascension. Even my existence left here as an arrangement…”

With his eyes closed, the ascendant’s corpse continued to murmur.

“Everything goes wrong, even being destroyed in an unwanted form was just an unavoidable choice.”

Koo Goo Goo!!

The fingers of the Ascendant, which hung down weakly, slowly loosened their stiff body and began to move.

As if waking up from an old slumber and regaining his senses, he pulsated little by little from the tips of his fingers and added movement.

The very moment when the hand of Dorae, who slanted very slowly, clenched into a fist.

Aaaaaang!!!

The seal that tied Dorae’s left arm was smashed on the spot and scattered all over the cathedral.

Cuguagua!!!

As the seal was broken, the remains of the shattered chain swept away the candlesticks around the church, extinguishing the flames.

Dozens and hundreds of curses observed inside Mugan are crushed and annihilated with a single gesture.

Even Lennok, in shock, raised his arm for a moment and covered his face.

Dorae shattered all the other seals on the spot and stood up.

Kwajik, Kwajikjik!!!

Whoa!!

Just when the body of a dead Ascendant balances and stands up, the entire space is twisted and compressed.

The shockwaves that came out slowly extinguished the candles in all directions and lost their light.

The spiritual body of the priestess who was still holding on to the corpse of Dorae also bounced out.

[…!!]

The soul of the priestess, unable to even scream, collapses and rolls around in agony.

It is said that her physical body was lost and only her spiritual body remained, but her coming was strong enough to affect her as well.

Kwagwagwa!!!!

In the center of the great cathedral where hundreds of thousands of candles light,

The ancient Ascendant whose entire body was covered with black magic began to move again.

A huge storm that rotates with its arms wide open, responding violently to its belatedly awakened owner.

The berserk’s chest pierced Lennok’s skin, and he rushed wildly to take his life.

Tadadadak!!

“You recognized your existence beyond the accompaniment of memories and regained your body.”

Lenoch asked him as he slowly removed the magic of the arrival pouring down over his head.

“But do you really think you can call it yourself?”

“…”

“Are you, standing here, the one who sacrificed his body to the religious leader?”

I think I now understand why Dorae said that the body takes precedence over the mind.

Memories of a previous life left in the body. A being that realized itself and stood up in that memory.

Is it the coming self, or the remnant of the will left within the ascendant’s ashes?

Dorae, who opened her eyes at this spot, was also not sure of that.

The incarnation of Lennok sleeping under that body, and the spiritual body of the monarch whose disappearance is unknown.

“…I told you. It’s not me who knows that, it’s because of the cult leader who incarnated in this body.”

The corpse of Dorae, who slowly bent and straightened his hands to check his senses, muttered with an expressionless face.

“Then, I guess I should get back everything I gave to the religious leader.”

“…”

“Because that… is the only answer I can give to a failed savior.”

[You.]

Sensing the eerie atmosphere, the priestess urgently exclaimed.

[I will buy time. Even though it’s in the face of an ascendant, if you use supernormal abilities-]

ugh!!

At that moment, Lennok retrieved the spiritual body of the priestess and moved immediately.

He didn’t spare the blinking spell he had charged inside Papyrus Argentus and stacked it for 5 consecutive times.

The moment I ran several tens of meters at once and hid myself among the forest of countless candles.

Martial Arts Eight Classes

6 sets of reel wave machine

original (災來)

Whoo!!

A tingling, ink-colored wave burst out and wiped away the spot Lennok had been standing on.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

Shattered candlestick fragments are scattered in all directions, and the realm of infinity itself is pulverized and scattered.

Powered by one’s intentions and swinging them, a noble feast that twists and pulverizes the entire space.

The spirit of the priestess, who later reappeared in her ring, lost her words when she saw it.

[This….]

“Do you think it’s possible to buy time?”

Saying that, Lenok stared blankly at the corpse of Dorae standing on the other side of the dark.

“I have no choice but to erase all of us from this place. If you want to escape, you should have moved earlier.”

[…]

A ferocious voice that tried to kill Lennok by smashing through the space between infinity.

If you clumsily escaped, you would be caught by the tail and your body and soul would be torn to pieces.

So, instead of biting off the spirit body of her priestess, Lenok pulled out her sorcerer with both of her hands.

Chew!!

Hundreds of strands of magic thread were stretched out and hung all over her arms, legs, shoulders, and waist, and the ends were messily connected all over the sanctuary of infinity.

Lenoch, who in an instant tied the magician around his body and pulled it tight, put his hands together and said.

“Stop talking nonsense, be prepared.”

[Ready… are you saying?]

“The supernormal ability of revelation. Can we use it one last time?”

[…]

A revelation that looked into the memory of her coming, prepared for her own annihilation as a priestess.

However, as the ceremony is interrupted in the middle, her energy is barely remaining.

It would be difficult to summon a more powerful miracle now, but as Lennok said, it would be possible to use Revelation once more.

Lenok, reading her answer from her priestess’s response, nodded her head.

“There is a way to think. One visit is enough.”

click!!

Fill the ampoule with the medicinal solution and insert it into her belly as it is.

Along with the tingling pain, I felt my tired senses rise up from the continuous battle.

A mixture of stimulants and painkillers is injected, and an anesthetic patch is placed over the blood vessels to forcibly numb the senses.

Chew!!

Lenok, holding the sorcerer with both hands, started walking across the walls and ceiling of the cathedral.

“This side buys me time to prepare for supernormal abilities.”

The end of the sanctuary of infinity.

The deadliest secret hidden in the military city of Yorta.

However, from the moment Lennok peeped at Dorae’s corpse through the dark, he thought that this might happen someday.

The body of an Ascendant who has reached level 9 and the owner of the memories that have been reawakened from that body.

Is that the real arrival, or is it a being who misunderstands herself as an arrival?

Neither of them will be able to come to an end without meeting face to face here.

Koo Goo Goo!!

In the rain of crumbling chain shards, the ascendant and mage faced each other simultaneously.

The appearance of a muscular warrior whose entire body was dyed black and a sorcerer soaring with a solid silver line.

Do-rae grinned at the strong and sharp clash of thoughts that divided the Sanctuary of Infinity.

“Great grit. Are you going to compete with me in the body of a mortal?”

“I’m not the type to choose an opponent while covering things like that.”

Lenok replied, gripping his magic thread tightly.

The situations you face are always different, but the things you have to do don’t change.

Parallel lines that never intersect at the end of the dialogue.

In the end, you can’t face any one properly without changing it with your own hands.

I am here to see what I cannot see and hear what I cannot hear.

The means and ends are reversed, bringing everything to an end before forgetting its essence.

In order not to meet the same ending as those who first found the answer in this world.

Wasn’t it that they were digging up and reflecting on the failures they left behind?

“Let’s begin, Ascendant.”

said Lennok, slowly tilting his head back.

“Because it seems like time is running out to find the leader beyond your corpse.”