Episode 1159 Power Source – 1
Trapped inside a frame
Apart from independent reason, since blood, flesh, and soul ultimately originate here, all things are merely a passage within the vast context of the world.
How can a tree grow without roots?How can a child forget their parents?
Even if one denies one’s parents, one cannot deny the fact that one was able to exist because of them.
That is the source.
No matter how beautiful a phrase may be, once it is removed from the book and reduced to a short sentence, it cannot fully convey its original meaning. Lacking coherence, it loses the essence intended by the author.
That is the background.
After passing through the Great Divergence and the Battle of Destiny, ‘you’ became the master of this continent. She was the winner, and he was the loser. He was merely a foolish failure who refused to give up resistance. Although hefinally succeeded in putting her to sleep, the beacon of counterattack had long since been extinguished.
Cannot win.
As the world became hers, she lost her footing. Even if she tried to rally forces again to wage war, she was still within the palm of her hand.In this world where her roots and background were seized, she could not even stay in one place for long.
So I found the answer.
liberation.
1 – The World Tree is the foundation that sustains the world.
2 – Magic power exists in the origin of all living things.
3 – All magical power originates from the World Tree.
4 – Without the World Tree, wizards cannot exist.
Or, molting.
First, he altered the magical properties of nature to create his own unique magic.He then eliminated, one by one, the parts of his body that were inevitably bound to the World Tree’s magic from birth, and fully regenerated them using his own magic. Whilenot forgetting his origins, he broke free from the mold and reached a realm beyond the reach of the world’s influence.
Complete independence.
The birth of the concept of unique magical power became the starting point of modern magic and the spark of new resistance.All mages possessing a magical power circuit gained a certain degree of independence by acquiring their own special magical power rather than the magical power of the World Tree.
and…….
The magical work Verden is currently carrying out was identical to that.It was not merely similar.
+Cerebrum, Cerebellum, Heart, Lungs, Liver, Kidneys, Pituitary Gland, Spinal Cord, Eyes, Thymus, Blood Vessels, Nervous System, Bone Marrow, Skin+
Just as Oldark did in the distant past, a unique flow of magical power repeats its cycle and gradually demands compliance through the body.
+Deep down to the last cell+
Verden uses his magical power to directly counteract the runaway magic. The repulsive force generated within his body creates light and darkness.Until the Apostles originating from his existence are projected onto the cave walls as shadows.
The center is always the heart… … Yes, that’s right+
The First Demon King muttered as if proud, but his voice did not reach Verden. This was because he was there as an observer.In the first place, he had not come on his own accord but had been drawn by Verden’s power.
And Verden didn’t need such advice.
Magical power trembles.Transcendence pulsates.Divinity advances.
Melad, Maufel, and Ciel were devoting all their efforts to their assigned roles without knowing this, but the First Demon King could clearly see through all the changes.
Verden had long ago reconstructed his body and transcended the boundaries of the world. Furthermore, he rebuilt his magic circuits and made them his own.Despite possessing such various forms of independence, he was still unable to stand on his own.
It was only natural.
Fundamentally, the power source of the Bohemian Magic Tower residing in his heart was the work of others… … Verden was trapped within the new framework of Oldark.
That wall is crumbling like a sandcastle.
In fact, it had been cracked for a long time.
Having achieved the 8th rank while detached from the world, it was a future that was bound to be reached someday.Verden merely hastened that time.To be precise, Verden’s magic refused to coexist with Oldark’s remaining influence.
This is the opposite concept to her…
The moment Oldarc narrowed his eyes, a staff member blocked his path.
Whoosh!
[Interis], floating in the air, vibrated menacingly.
Oldarc smiled faintly as if she had no intention of interfering at all. At the same time, she took a step back so that the divine artifact would not become wary.
I must have told you last time that the realm of controlling the uncontrollable is the 8th level. Take this opportunity to realize this anew.
“Ugh…….”
+The Demonic Path does not harm you+
As expected, that message was not conveyed either.
Goooooo───
No sound was heard except for the wind blowing by magic. It was silent. An infinitely heavy silence weighed down all noise.
Verden’s breathing had already stopped.His cardiopulmonary function had ceased.However, far from being distressing, he felt comfortable. Although he could feel his respiratory system stop, it did not feel uncomfortable, as if a new breath had been opened.
Elixir.
Trembling uncontrollably, he gulped down the elixir Zenia had retrieved for him in one go. In the past, Oldark had healed himself, but Verden did not know healing magic.
The elixir’s efficacy replaced the body’s regenerative power, which had lost its homeostasis.
Thump.
Blue streaks bulging out over the skin.
At the same time, the restored magic circuits and blood vessels intertwined and assimilated with one another. As if waiting for this moment, Rob [Einber] assisted the flow of magic.Soon, the ‘magic blood vessels’ became prominent.The magic blood vessels began to take root directly in the body’s organs.
The two magic paths destroyed the body as if by prior agreement, and the elixir repeatedly repaired the destroyed parts.
Verden devoted all his concentration to himself without even a moment to look around.
Light and shadow crossed the cave walls once again.
The first light embodied a praying ‘woman’.The second light embodied a one-eyed ‘giant’.The third light embodied a ‘man’ holding a sword.The fourth light embodied the ‘First Demon King’.
and.
The fifth light shone on the shimmering ‘spirit’, and the sixth light shone on the shadow of the ‘demon’ holding a spear.
With this, the power source of the Bohemian Magic Tower has lost its original intent and has become entirely yours. We do not yet know what variables this will lead to, or what your existence signifies.
As Oldarc’s figure fades, the low whisper also scatters away.
I will come to find you in person soon, ‘World Tree’ Verden+
As he disappeared, the shadows of the apostles currently in existence offered a prayer in unison.
Melad, Maufel, and Ciel, who had lost consciousness, responded to the Great Magic and reenacted the actions of the Apostles with their eyes closed.Finally, [Interis] and [Einber] resonated, protecting Verden’s divinity from leaking out even the slightest.
The ceremony was finally held.
* * *
Boom.
Xenia and Enette were guarding the cave in an awkward atmosphere. Soon, they felt a vibration that shook their very core. They were engulfed in a shiver.
“what…….”
Thinking a dangerous situation had unfolded, I stopped abruptly just as I was about to enter the cave. I looked up at the shadow that had swallowed up the surroundings.
Unidentified, monstrous tree roots began pouring down from the air.
Fit.
The two fainted. They were overwhelmed without even a moment to scream. Roots descending from the sky gently enveloped them.Soon, a trunk formed, and a massive tree took over the entire cave where Verden was.
Thump… … thump… … thump… … .
The new world was born.
* * *
On that day in the Great Forest, Verden witnessed the origin of this world from the World Tree.
───Verden, do you know why the elf is reminded of me when seeing your magic?
───Yes?
───Because we are essentially the same. To be more precise, you are a concept of a higher dimension than me.
The World Tree saw through Verden’s qualification to become another world itself. Although not connected by any blood ties, its eyes were like those of a child who has become independent.
* * *
While the battle on the continent was becoming fiercer day by day, religious arguments were taking place somewhere in the center of the Demon Realm.
Isabella, who was more deeply connected to a divine being than a cardinal of the Church, secretly swallowed hard as she watched the conversation unfolding in the underground laboratory.
The Gate of Death originated from the power of God.
Sheroel Will Ronos, the Transcendental One who had gone missing in the Demon Realm—the Finder—whispered a shocking remark. It could well be called an abusive remark.The humans of the Luas religion, who believe that the Goddess of Light is the only one, would not be able to ignore it.
That can’t be true.
Even Cardinal Serfania, who was so benevolent that he was called by the alias Charity, could not hide his anger and immediately rebutted.
“Although the source of the ancient king’s abnormal power has not been revealed, it is an excessive leap to regard it as divine authority. God is the heart of faith, and believers are the blood of faith. The two appear to coexist mutually, but ultimately, they are one. Since faith is belief, the scale of that belief represents the dignity of a god.”“I am listening.”“That is why it is impossible for a nameless god to possess divinity equal to that of the Goddess of Light. It is because they absolutely lack faith. If they possessed such divinity, countless worshippers should have spread their faith to the extent that there is no one on the continent who does not know them. Lady Sheroel, surely you are not claiming that every single undead currently wreaking havoc on the continent is one of those believers, are you?”
Cardinal Serfania did not yield even to the mad eyes of the Transcendent.That was indeed faithful belief.
“Even if, by some slim chance, the undead under the Xerion Empire originated from souls, pure faith cannot be forced.”“That is sound reasoning. Truly sound.”
Worship that demands tenaciously while carving out organs with a knife does not reach God. Since no soul would have willingly been trapped in the corrupted bodies of the undead, it signifies the absence of faith.
Faith is formed by sincerity.
In that metaphysical logic, the distinction between objective falsehood and truth is irrelevant. The only thing that matters is the subject’s perspective. In this way, one complements their shortcomings through belief.
“but.”
Sheroel stroked his beard in an intellectual tone.
“Nevertheless, if I may point that out, that proposition is merely an established theory perfected by modern standards. Since religious disputes have historically originated from illogic, they are often ambiguous and have been interpreted in various ways. The correct answer put forth at the time can change all too easily, like flipping a hand. Let me ask you one thing. Merciful Cardinal, does your mind contain a past unrecorded in history?”“…….”“Surely not. Then, do you understand how this world was formed in the beginning? Of course, you do not know. That is because you have neither seen nor heard of it. Not knowing is ignorance, and perspectives arising from ignorance are bound to lack value as facts.”
Sheroel pointed out ‘Great Nature,’ which is located at the top of the structural diagram in which many concepts were established.
“For example, just as Luas is not the only god in the sense that the World Tree exists.”“The World Tree is not a god.”“Have you ever seen the World Tree?”“……No.”“Then how can you be so sure? Elves worship the World Tree as both a god and a mother, so what evidence do you have to deny that religious relationship? What matters is the subject’s perspective; how can an outsider arbitrarily draw conclusions and desecrate the divinity of nature?”
Religion is fundamentally exclusive. A faith that worships a single God rejects inclusion and attempts to interpret the world through its own perspective.From a magician’s point of view, that cannot be true. Just as white cannot become black even if everyone says black is white.
“And what if the World Tree is a god? It wouldn’t diminish the stature of the Goddess Luas, would it? Humans and elves are fundamentally different races, so isn’t there no reason to interfere with each other’s faiths? Ah, of course, I understand if this is a deliberate attitude intended to elevate the status of religion.”“Nature grows by absorbing light. Where there is light, there is the world. If the World Tree is defined as a god, then Luas would have to be regarded as the god of gods. However, if there are many entities designated as gods in that manner, the weight of the word will only become lighter.”“Calling only the greatest being a god… You have a tendency to view gods as beings of too high dimension. It is true that they are special idols, but a god is something that can be as infinite as countless beliefs.”
Sheroel put his hands behind his back.
“Although I have refuted you in this way, I do not think you are entirely wrong. That it is impossible for a god whose name is unknown to possess divinity equal to that of the Goddess of Light—I also agree with that.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Then where did that faith come from? Where on earth did that power originate, capable of plunging the continent into such chaos through the Four Gates? You—you all—must already know the answer.”“The answer…?”“I’ll give you an obvious hint.”
Sheroel said with a cheerful expression.
“Those who betrayed humanity in the Sanctuary raids───”
It was then.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
The ceiling collapsed.
A strange radiance flashed for a moment amidst the thick cloud of dust.Sheroel slammed into the laboratory wall.
The Tragedy Rabbit reflexively charged and split space with a spinning kick, but it hit nothing. Bang! The guy bound by magic pierced through the ceiling and flew away.
I will explain later.
Meia, the agent of the Lefragium Magic Tower, aimed her staff at the collapsed wall. She was clearly hostile toward Sheroel.
Please leave here.
