Episode 1079 The Sinners’ Opening (3)
The ancient kings are bound to perish.
The powerful voices echoing throughout Gargant and the sight of the execution of a transcendent being who threatened even the Ruas Theocracy reached the Academy as well.
The students could not move away from the window.
The same was true for those receiving treatment at the academy grounds, which were being used as a relief center, as well as for the clergy busy carrying out medical activities.
Even the prospective academy students could not swallow the lingering feeling and stared blankly with their mouths open.
Lord Verden…….
Aiden and Charlotte were among them. Although the siblings, rescued in Roafra, were too weak to be allowed onto the battlefield, their hearts were still swelling with emotion.They could not contain their desire to help Verden, Eon, the Kingdom of Estiria, and the World Alliance. The resolve they had long held solidified only intensified.
Aiden would volunteer for any menial task to help the Allied Forces. If truly necessary, he was even prepared to reveal his unique trait of healing wounds with magic.It was a choice made by Aiden himself, not forced by anyone else.
Charlotte recently passed her exams and became a full-fledged cleric. She planned to contribute to healing from the rear alongside Clergyman Carlo, who was like a mentor to her—provided, of course, that she was permitted to leave the city.
Iris, a former adventurer and current assistant in comprehensive theory at the academy, clenched her fist.
Senior.
Recalling the brief adventure she shared with Verden in the Principality of Liviant, she steeled herself as a sorceress.
The seeds planted along the path Verden had traveled began to germinate one by one.
Just because you’re a student doesn’t mean you can sit still. Of course you have to take action.
Theodore, a genius student who presented summoning magic at the magic festival, had thought about what he should do as a candidate for the Ark.
Each person’s thoughts and resolutions overflowed and intersected.
Even though I couldn’t see it, I had the feeling that the Academy was getting busy.It certainly wasn’t my imagination.
Everyone is trying to grow up.
Ilmarion, the principal overseeing the academy, gazed warmly at the young sprouts from the rooftop. Although he had devoted his entire life to education, there were still countless people in need of learning and much teaching to offer.
If my efforts will be of help in the future, I will gladly.
Ilmarion will step forward to the front lines.
6th Rank Extreme.Attende of the General Assembly of the Magic World.
Although they were not born with the vessel of a transcendent being, the powerful individuals who had reached the pinnacle of human realm were one of the World Alliance’s main forces.
* * *
The execution broadcast also took place at the headquarters of the Alliance of Transcendents hidden in Highlandia.
“……awesome.”
Tilver Spengier revered Verden, who had promised the death of the former king to the whole world. His envious gaze was no different from that of a child chasing the starlight.
“I, too, someday…… even just a little…….”
Tilber bent and straightened his fingers, which were far too small for an adult. Burdened by the curse of dwarfism and abandoned by his parents, he resented the world out of habit. For eventhough he had walked the path of magic through a twist of fate, he was ultimately nothing more than a half-wit.
Tilber is a burden on the battlefield.Tilber’s combat ability is significantly reduced.
Even though he was a 5th-tier mid-level mage, he could not even use the 3rd-tier magic
Moreover, since he was not proficient in the main system of magic, he was much closer to a reclusive scholar than a wizard as perceived by the world.
To make matters worse, he even has severe social phobia; could there be a more pathetic wizard than this?
That was Tilber’s current address.
However, because he had the temperament of a dreamer, he did not know how to give up on his dreams. He did not let go of his daydreams, thinking that without dreams, even the meaning of his existence would disappear.
Thanks to that, an opportunity came.
Feldianne, the Master of the Magic Tower Artisan who extended a hand calling herself a friend, connected Tilber and Eon. In this way, she became a disciple of an artificial golem.
Great Golem Technique!
There was a mountain of knowledge and skills to learn and master to do one’s part, but… at least no one could deny the fact that today’s Tilber is better than yesterday’s Tilber.
“Someday, let’s build an absurdly gigantic golem. Someday, let’s slay a dragon like Lord Verden. Yes, someday—”
Tilber carried out his mission again, imagining the dream he truly desired, which was obscured by the delusion of slaying giant artificial golems and dragons.
Hiss…!Crackle! Crackle crackle!
Tilber is equipping the artificial golem unit specialized in attack with a truly diverse array of magical tools prepared by the magical world.
I guess you could call it a kind of special golem.
It was not a standardized process, but a task that required manual labor one by one. It was also a task that only Tilber could perform, as it could not be replicated without understanding even a little of Alpha and Beta’s golem technology.
Welding sparks fly.The Golem’s magical organs are modified.
Hissing!
In order to make up for the absence of Alpha and Beta even a little, Tilber constantly used his brain and hands day and night.
This was his battlefield.
* * *
Ownerless land, nearby forest.
Merquien, one of the four great powers of the Central Continent and the Eye of the Great Forest, felt the wind of nature. Birds perched on her hands and shoulders and chirped.
“The World Tree’s guardians are clamoring for us to return to the Forest of Life with Serendia for now. Well, I suppose it’s not surprising, considering we’ve been outside the Great Forest ever since the World Council, even if Elves have a dull sense of time.”“What are you going to do, Merquien?”“Why are you asking me that? I’m not a guardian.”
Merquien, having flicked a leaf at Karans, jumped down from the branch. Hismovements were feather-like.Even when he landed on the ground, not even a sound of footsteps was heard.
The birds that had belatedly clung to Merquien flew away chirping.
“The Administrators are keeping a close watch on Verden, turning their eyes and ears even beyond the Great Forest, a place they usually paid no attention to. They must have already grasped the war against the Undead. And they intend to observe rather than join the battle. Because they believe that the survival of the Elves is the better decision for the Great Mother.”“…….”“Persuasion is impossible, as she will never move unless the fire is at her feet. If you go back, you won’t be able to get out. The moment you resist, the Administrator, Odiel, will convene a meeting and strip you of all your authority.”
Former Administrator – Odiel is the only elf who witnessed the War of the Transcendents about 800 years ago. He also commanded the Guardian Elves during the Race War about 300 years ago.Elven history tells us just how extremely conservative an administrator he is.
“But if we ignore this recommendation as well, even those rigid administrators will realize the gravity of the situation. In Elf society, rejecting the collective will is unthinkable, isn’t it? One step further and it will be irreversible.”
Merquien crossed her arms with a face devoid of a smile. Prima, the primordial spirit contracted with her, also emitted a heavy light.
“To be honest, I want to side with those administrators. As long as it’s not my brothers and sisters, I don’t really care what happens to other races or the continent as long as nature is safe. You know that very well, don’t you?”
A gentle breeze blows through the forest.
“Serendia, we don’t know what you’re trying to do. Because you won’t tell us. You won’t show us your memories either. Well, we don’t intend to pry into your past. Instead, just answer this one thing clearly.”
Merquien asks.
“Are you confident?”“It’s not a matter of confidence.”
Serendia knelt in the middle of the forest and answered with her eyes closed.
“It is something that must be done.”“So?”“Of course, if I hadn’t been confident, I wouldn’t have done it.”“So you’re saying you’re certain. Then that’s fine.”
Merquien stretched.
“I will stand on Serendia’s side. My current role, sworn to the Great Mother, is that of an Administrator, the Guardian of Serendia. What about you?”“It is the same for you.”
Karans asserted.
I trust Sister Serendia.
Karance, who was kidnapped to the Kingdom of Estria and subjected to human experimentation before being rescued by Verden, had long been prepared to take up his sword.
One of the Guardian Elves protecting Serendia alongside them spoke up.He was a warrior who had experienced the Race War.
“Bleeding is the natural order of things. As long as it is war, not all brothers and sisters can remain safe. Administrator, Serendia. Is it worth our sacrifice for your purpose?”“Yes.”“Understood.”
Led by the elderly Guardian Elf, the elves residing in the ownerless land responded to her with the magic of nature.
“Administrator, I will walk with Serendia until she returns to the Great Forest on her own.”
No one asked Serendia for the reason.Without asking, they risked their lives.
This is the trust of the elves.
Nothing in the world can break the bond of nature that serves the Great Mother.
However… the only thing I am worried about is not knowing what kind of punishment Serendia might face from the other administrators when she returns to the Forest of Life in the future.After all, there has never been an elf who has pushed forward with her personal choices like Serendia has.
“I am aware of your concerns, brothers and sisters. However, I am not going against the consensus of the elves. On the contrary, I am fulfilling my duty as an elf better than any administrator.”“If you speak of duty…”“I have one question to ask you, brothers and sisters.”
Serendia slowly got up.
“Do you know what the Great Mother desires most from her children?”“Hmm, upholding the Mother’s will?”“Protecting my siblings.”“Surely it must be guarding Mother Nature.”“I…”“Rather than that…”
Merquien, Karans, and the other elves expressed their individual thoughts.Thus, while the elves held collectivist ideals, they were not devoid of individuality. Consequently, although they acted in the same way, their likes, dislikes, and even their natural perspectives differed from one another.
Just as their diverse opinions are not the same as Serendia.
The reason the Elf race has advocated collectivism since ancient times is that they have considered it the supreme ideology for the World Tree.
That’s right.
All elves share the same love and reverence for the Great Mother.The only difference lies in the way they express their filial piety.
Everything is for the great mother.
What do parents want their children to become?
Sapling of Life.Desert of Silence.Great Father.
The path of Serendia is within it.
* * *
Lord Verden, we have news that the Ternetia Federation Suppression Corps has completed establishing the front line in the Fortein Plains. They say no enemies are visible yet. The Burn Golems are also connecting.
───The 1st and 2nd Extermination Corps of the Southern Eastern Continent are on standby at their positions, Lord Verden! Oh, and a communication just came in saying that the battle line of the large fleet belonging to the Pendren Extermination Corps will be finished in about an hour.
The morale of each subjugation corps is skyrocketing after witnessing Lunesica’s execution. The Demon Realm Subjugation Corps is also ready to charge in immediately after the war begins.
Pale, the former informant of the Gray Zone.Ferne, the former informant of the Gray Zone.Keirel, the cat shapeshifter of the Ownerless Land and Adrian’s childhood friend.
Under their command, Eon’s intelligence officers gathered and organized information coming from each continent and reported it directly to Verden’s communication device.
“check.”
Verden’s voice echoed deeply due to the surrounding terrain. The air was chilly. The space surrounding him was a place somewhat isolated from the world.
Temple of the Blue Mountains.
Verden was there now.
[Hurray!]
[Long live His Majesty Verden.]
As Alpha climbed atop the statue of Verden and struck a pose, Beta activated the memory golem to record Alpha’s appearance.The creatures were acting like tourists, switching places with one another.
This is a sculpture filled with sincerity. The craftsmanship is also excellent.
Eloris let out a low gasp as she stroked the temple’s structure.She had come to stay at the Temple of Verden as an Apostle of the Morning Star, a Knight of the Dawn, and a Priestess of Verden imbued with the power of the Gray.At least until the war ended, if possible.
If the existence of other divine powers is discovered by the Luas religion, it will cause problems for the Alliance.Even more so if demons are involved.
“I am sorry to leave you here all alone.”“Leave me alone? On the contrary, that is exactly what I wished for. I, too, was in need of contemplating my own existence. Besides… Lord Verden’s temple feels incredibly cozy to me.”
Eloris’s body was composed of Gargnon’s optic nerves and Verden’s blood. The body, a fusion of the remnants of an evil god and a demon god, was far beyond the realm of humanity.
An example of this is the ability to buffer the energy required for physical activity with just a single drop of water.It is simply that physical efficiency has become something abnormal compared to when it was an Apostle.
“However, I have one request.”“I am listening.”“May I tend to this temple?”
Cultivating a temple?Does that mean they intend to manage the temple?
Although Eloris possessed two divine powers, he was undeniably a priest of Verden. Eloris was certainly qualified to be so.
“Do as you please.”“Thank you.”“But there is something I’m curious about.”
Verden lowered his gaze slightly.
“Why did you hand over [Sword of Dawn] and [Starlight of Dawn] to Cain?”
Eloris’s neck and waist, which should have been adorned with objects from the ancient adventure, felt bare. She was wearing only the armor newly crafted by Gharun.
“I suppose you could say I felt a sense of inevitability.”“Considering inevitability, Junia would be the right fit rather than Cain. Or maybe give one to each of them.”
Cain of the Azure Sky.Junia of the Morning Star.
Eon’s twin’s alias.
Coincidentally, Junia and Eloris shared the Morning Star.
“I cannot explain in detail, as I merely followed an intangible intuition. However, I know that this is a better choice than my current self possessing the sword and the goddess’s artifact.”“……Is that so?”
Verden nodded without asking any further questions.
A religious feeling, huh? That’s difficult.
To the novice god, a former wizard who valued rational logic and thinking, the concept of faith was still unfamiliar as it had many vague aspects.
The time to head to the battlefield is approaching.
Lord Verden.
Eloris put her hands together.
“I know that the path you desire is far too long and arduous. Therefore, I pray that you endure, even if countless tragedies and despair rage upon you. For the abandoned who believe in you… I will pray with all my heart here, right here in your temple.”
She whispered, having engraved the symbol of Eon in the darkness with gray divine power.
May it be according to God’s will.
After briefly parting ways with Eloris, Verden and his party left the temple.
Rustling, rustling… …
Verden stood on the cliff, treading on the pure white snow. The sky he had seen since awakening as a transcendent being was covered in thick layers of clouds and snowstorms.
He extended one hand.
The great nature that had yielded to Verden changed. The sky was transformed like a temple mural. The red sunset colored the purity of the blue mountain range.
The first Demon King and ‘you’.
A first-tier mage who had dreamed of revenge had now transcended it and stood at the pinnacle of the world.However, the path only grew rougher.Perhaps the saying that knowing nothing is a blessing was true, but at least for Verden, it did not apply.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s fate or resistance.
Ideals are immutable.
Verden will become a new order that no one can refuse. In the end, even ‘you’ and the first Demon King will enjoy freedom through power.
Alpha, Beta.
Verden clenched his fist.
We’re going all the way.
Alpha and Beta answered immediately, their single eyes shining.
[check.]
[Confirmed.]
I can’t stop, andI won’t stop.
D-0 until the start of war
The time of the promised war has begun.
* * *
Countless interests intertwine, clashing or harmonizing. The chaos resulting from the collision of everyone’s thoughts and emotions has finally come to fruition.
Poltein Plains.
The shadow of the undead legion covers the horizon. There were no particularly powerful undead individuals, but the number exceeding 100,000 was violence in itself.
Adrian narrowed his eyes.
“I sense the presence of a Transcendent. Probably three. However, it seems the main body has not arrived.”“They are using specific undead as terminals. They are not merely possessed by a consciousness; they can unleash the Transcendent’s inherent power, so be careful.”“The Transcendents of the Glory of the Resurrected Ancient Corpses…….”
Saint Leonhardt let out a breath of excitement and placed his hand on the holy sword. Of course, it was not an expression of confidence, but rather a sign that he intended to rush out immediately.
“Commander, may I lead the vanguard?”“No.”
Verden stepped forward himself.
“I will prepare the opening spell.”
Destroy with super magic.
