Episode 911 The Glory of the Dead (1)
The sign of it having completely vanished.
Upon landing on the ground, Verden immediately examined the point where the blue spatial shift had occurred.Utilizing spatial control, he tracked the connection point of the spatial coordinates.
Verden soon furrowed his brow.
There is no trace.
It is a similar case to when Verden escaped the Bohemian Magic Tower. The teleportation magic circle, realized through mechanical devices rather than magical materials, vanished cleanly without leaving any traces to track.
All that remained here were fragments of the metal glove that had protected Grimmel’s left arm.
To think it would withstand the magic combination.
When the annihilation of
This is also Verden’s most powerful magic, excluding super-level magic.
The Omnipotent Transcendent, Balok Vesias.Kirondar, Telor Krendros.God of the Desert, Ishur.
Even beings belonging to the realm of transcendence could not fully defend against
It was a destructive force powerful enough to instantly kill most beings with a direct hit. However, the sight of a dwarf enduring it barehanded was unexpected.Normally, his armor should have been destroyed, and at the very end, his arm, which was at least partially exposed, should have been obliterated…
Furthermore, even though it was struck squarely by the
I can say with certainty that, even if he sustained some injuries, his life would not be in danger.Strangely enough, he did not shed a single drop of blood.
That’s an inexplicable level of resistance.
It was for a dwarf, who, due to the nature of their race, could not acquire any ki, magic, or divine power, nor did they possess overwhelmingly superior physical abilities like beastmen.
Squirm
Alpha subtly showed his body near [Einber]’s nape.
[Situation Over?]
For now, since the remains of his tool are still there, I ask that you conduct a detailed analysis when you return.
[check.]
Verden stored fragments of Grimmel’s outer armor in a subspace. One of the small fragments was held in Alpha’s tiny hand.
Alpha examined the fragments here and there and then asked Verden.
[Grimmel Gromfar. Strength?]
It would be more accurate to assess it as dangerous rather than strong.
Grimmel is a dwarf after all.
Physical strength is only a small part of it; what you must be wary of are the mysterious equipment created by Grimmel’s craftsmanship.
Just as G’harun, whose own power could not reach that of a transcendent being, personally crafted weapons such as [Interis], [Silendar], and [Elderon].
“A mechanical device…….”
A magical barrier that withstood the shock of destruction.A tool that thoroughly conceals one’s presence.A mechanical arm that triggers a magical explosion.Mechanical legs that elevated the dwarves’ mobility to a transcendent level.
and.
The spatial teleportation magic circle device he used as a means of escape was based on a different foundation than a standard spatial teleportation magic circle.It appeared that he had implemented modern magic using only magical power through his own proprietary technology.
In particular, the final blow that destabilized and fired a massive particle of magical power… … that power must surely be the magical split that destroyed the city.
I should have killed him when he let his guard down.
It becomes troublesome if the escaped Grimmel goes into hiding and causes magical explosion terrors.We must eliminate him urgently by any means.
Clues will arise.
The fact that the being resurrected by the Glory of the Dead is active must mean that the servants of the Glory of the Dead are also on the move.
… … !
It was then that another transcendent being approached.
“Grimmel Gromfar. You couldn’t kill him.”
Providence, Deus Wieden.
* * *
[Providence. Confirmed.]
An old man in a white robe walked toward him with his hands clasped behind his back. His distinctive, weary green eyes flickered in the moonlight.
Verden asked.
“What brings you here?”“The Agent should have conveyed the message. That they have decided to offer advice on your behalf.”“Advice…….”
Verden cast his gaze in the direction of the collapsed city.
“Did you know it would turn out like this?”“I expected it.”“Then why didn’t you step forward?”
If the ancient king was an apostle of fate like Ishur, and the Provider was one of the resistors rejecting fate, he should have stepped forward long ago to execute the glory of the corpse.
It is certain that even if the Lefragium Magic Tower just lays its hand on it, it will be of great help in preventing the resurrection of the Old King, at the very least.
However, the Provider habitually stands by and does nothing.
They merely watched the atrocities of the Glory of the Dead while neglecting the casualties. They knew about Grimmel Gromfar but did not share the information. ThePlague of Bloodcry and the destruction of the city.It was to the point where it was impossible to know exactly how many people had died in recent times alone.
“I don’t know what on earth you’re waiting for, but…… is that intention worth it? How long do you plan to cling to this air of mystery?”“That’s altruistic.”
The Provider raised his gaze and stared at the moonlight half-hidden between the clouds.
The world is quite balanced.
It was a noble voice.
“No matter how rampant evil runs, a corresponding good emerges to create chaos; and even when good abounds, evil eventually arises to cause confusion. It is because of this flow that the continents and oceans, and this world, do not perish. The same applies even without the definition and opposition of good and evil. The current situation is akin to a game of wits.”
Alpha leaned forward.
[A battle of wits?]
It is also a battle of who reaches out first.
The Provider averted his gaze and placed his left hand over his right.
“If you cannot wait and reach out to seize your goal, you will inevitably have to yield the initiative—the back of your hand—to the other party.”“So, you are saying that between Fate and the Resistor, the one who moves first is at a disadvantage.”“Ultimately, no one can deny that the winner of the distant past was ‘you.’ But that is precisely why she also has much to lose, just as we did.”
The Provider’s gaze subsided.
The fate you unintentionally destroyed desires to be rebuilt before the sleeping ‘you’ awakens. It is the principle of automatically remanufacturing a broken machine, just as a parted sea naturally fills itself again. It is the apostles of fate who carry this out.
New information is coming in.
Verden wondered just how far the Provider would go in answering.
“How strong is ‘you’ that the apostles follow?”“Hmm?”
The Provider raised one eyebrow slightly.He looked slightly surprised.
“I never imagined you would ask about ‘your’ level rather than the Apostles. It is difficult to put into words. Other than the fact that it will always surpass your imagination.”“Is that so?”“But that doesn’t mean it is unreachable.”
The Provider strode over and lightly placed his hand on Verden’s shoulder.
“If you reach the ultimate, even ‘you’ will not be able to ignore you. Furthermore… if you fully obtain the power of the Gray Dragon residing in this robe.”“…!”
It seems the Provider knew that Verden had encountered the primordial dragon in the prison of the defeated soldiers as a result of the summoning magic.
What are the means of information collection?
How could he have seen through the power residing in [Einber], which even Verden could not immediately sense?
Questions were added.
“But that is a distant story for you, who are still stuck in the 7th rank. The Executor has already given you a second piece of advice, so this is the third. It would be unnecessary advice, though, since you have already grasped the clues to the 8th rank.”
Swoosh.
Be true to the essence. And dominate.
The Provider took three steps back.
The state of controlling the uncontrollable is the eighth level.
Verden answered with silence. As the Provider had said, his advice was meaningless. For he already understood the way to the 8th Rank.Verden needed only the ‘single situation’ required for the 8th Rank.
The Provider said.
“And while I called it a game of wits, it doesn’t mean we are completely paralyzed. Just as the Magic Towers of the past waged war beneath the surface, we too have prepared without extending our reach.”“…So, using the Academy lectures as a pretext to lure as many people as possible into the safe Gargant was one of those tactics?”“A truce is still war. And we have never given up resistance. Because we are not dead yet.”
Because I am not dead, I resist.Because I am not dead, I yearn for life.Because I am not dead, I vow revenge.
Verden and the Provider looked directly at each other.
[… … ?]
Alpha felt an indescribable sense of kinship between the two.It was like───
Immediately afterwards, a question was posed to Verden.
The conflict has begun to surface. What will be done now, Verden?
Verden answered immediately.
“I suppose we must prepare for war.”“In that case, this is my final advice. Once you have made your decision, do not look back.”
The moonlight vanished.Darkness descended for a moment.
Hesitation will eventually hold you back.
* * *
Verden and Alpha traveled to the ruins of Zantra through space.
Only the Provider remained in that place.
The Provider, who had given Verden his third and fourth pieces of advice, gazed quietly up at the moon beyond the gray clouds, appearing detached from all matters.
How was the meeting?
The Provider who had revealed his presence politely asked the Provider who had been conversing with Verden.
“It was an encounter that brought back memories of the past. For some reason, it felt like I was facing my old self. Perhaps I feel that way even more because Alpha is here with me.”
The Provider’s form blurred and soon transformed into the figure of a young man.The consciousness residing within whispered.
I wonder if they will walk a different path from me and ultimately make the same choice. I look forward to it.
Oldarc Ruin Akenad has finished his tour of the Eastern Continent and crossed over to the Central Continent.
The true Provider spoke.
“We will prepare for the coming ‘chaos,’ O Primordial Wizard.”
I will entrust it to you, Deus.
Oldarc gently patted the Provider’s shoulder as if to encourage him. Understanding the meaning, the Provider uttered that title for the first time in a long while.
Please leave it to me, Master.
Having met Verden in this way, Oldark continued his journey south. He was slowly retracing the past Verden had lived through.
Since ‘you’ have slightly opened your eyes, you could not intervene in the world as boldly as you did when you destroyed the Black Volcano in the volcanic region.The moment Oldarc exerts her full power, the speed at which ‘your’ seal is broken also accelerates.
Meadow at dawn.
“…….”
The Provider became alone.
Verden, the disciple of the Administrator, an avatar of the First Wizard.Deus Widen, the disciple of the First Wizard.
Suddenly, the Provider turned his attention to the west, having a thought that was out of character for him—whether he should regard Verden as his master or disciple.
To the Ruas Theocracy of the Western Continent.
* * *
As expected, the Magic Festival breathed an unusual vitality into the Theocracy of Luas. Even a religious nation with no direct connection to magic had the right to enjoy the continent’s festival.After all, the Magic Festival was a festival of ‘humans’ before it was a festival of wizards.
In addition to Gargant, high-ranking envoys from various countries visited the Luas Church, the Akenad Magic Kingdom, and the Arnark Empire to observe their respective magic festivals.
It was a kind of diplomatic custom.
The leader of the Iderat Alliance, Teriwen, personally visited the Ruas Theocracy to hold a festival, and… Medrant Keden, who was sent from Eon, did the same.No, to be precise, Medrant Keden volunteered.
Day 8 of the Mado Festival.
Swoosh.
Medrant, who had been naturally keeping an eye on Teriwen’s movements, surveyed his surroundings and went down to the building’s basement without anyone noticing.
It was a place close to the center of the Ruas Church.
Lennon Barnard, a world-renowned appraiser, exhibited suspicious behavior after mentioning the relationship between the Dragon Sword and the annular eclipse at a world conference.If so, did Teriwen, who brought Lennon Barnard, really know the link between the unknown island rising in the inland sea and the annular eclipse?
Medrant did not let go of such suspicions and kept a close watch on Teriwen. Meticulously tracking what he was doing in the Ruas Theocracy and where he was going.
Verden told me to ensure maximum safety, but… … I won’t be able to get any clues that way.
He moved boldly, befitting the master of the Ostea Magic Tower, who specialized in exploration and inquiry.
There was exactly one time in the past eight days when Terrywen’s traces could not be found.That was right around here.
I’ve searched everything above ground, so only the underground remains.
… … .
Medrant silently opened the door and slowly surveyed the basement. It was dark. It was full of cobwebs. It looked as though no human hands had touched it for a long time.
Squeak.
However, there was someone.
A figure sitting solemnly on an old chair is shrouded in darkness,as if having no intention of hiding.
Medrant said.
“As expected, bad premonitions always come true.”“You have a good intuition. Persistent, befitting a Tower Master.”
Bang! The door slammed shut.
Medrant Keden.
The first servant of the glory of the dead met the eleventh phase of Eon.
