Episode 933 Mutual Destruction (2)
Since faith springs from the heart, divine power remains even if the body decays. Sincethe Way of Magic is rooted in the spirit, a part of it persists even without a physical body.While energy originates from the body, a tenacious life force takes firm root within the inner self of a warrior who has reached a certain level, maintaining its form.
That’s right.
Even if one loses their life, as long as the soul remains, the power of the Transcendent persists. This was indeed one of the truths and facts that Animus whispered to Draven.
I will take your life first!
Traces of the magic of fate, scattered like grains of sand in all directions, glowed.In an instant, translucent, dark purple chains without clear forms—reaching tens of thousands beyond the thousands—pierced Draven’s heart.
Crunch!
Draben planted [Morbein], which he had grabbed in reverse, into the ground and sped off.
Super-level magic.
Chaotic Fate:
As countless iron chains appeared, they all soared into the sky at once, and each chain bent sharply toward the ground in an irregular manner.
The coverage is approximately 80% of the metropolitan area.
Unavoidable.
The essence of the Black Magic Realm, which had literally ground up a pillar of the leadership of the Continental Alliance led by a 7th-tier transcendent being, covers the enemy’s sky.
*Sigh*
The wind that vanished between Vendie’s lips made a faint, thread-like sound. Standing before Indren and Verden, she fully opened the armory.The forms of dozens of weapons rose up in the surrounding area.
Transcendence.
martial realm
Swing a sword splits Mount Tai in two, thrusting a spear pierces the sea. Absolute conviction makes even the lofty heavens bow their heads.
Amidst a world of ever-changing circumstances, her will toward her ideals remains unwavering; no matter what she holds in her hands, only she is dignified.
From straight sword to spear, from spear to dagger, from dagger to curved sword, from curved sword to fused-blade knuckles, from knuckles to greatsword, from greatsword to mace, from mace to halberd, from halberd to rapier, from rapier to elegant twin swords──
Switching weapons several times in an instant, he used different weapon techniques to strike, shatter, and cut through the chains of magic pouring down from 72 directions in front of him without missing a single one.
It wasn’t just fast.
Whenever a new weapon was held in hand, an optimal path suited to each weapon was drawn, and the potential inherent in the tool bloomed to the extreme.
When the genius finally understood the sword, she realized the true meaning of the weapon. Even a worn iron sword is like a legendary sword in her hand.
The pinnacle of weaponry.
Bendie Caenar surpassed the realm of transcendence through his own discipline.
Kaang───────!
The chains of fate that had covered the space were shattered into far more fragments and scattered across the ground like a sudden shower.
Super-level magic, dismantle.
Not stopping there, Bendy concentrated all the energy of his entire body and projected it. Dozens of weapons rushed toward Draven like catapults.
Draven maximized his dynamic vision.
One ear was blown off, the thigh was ruptured, the left side of the torso was pierced, the right arm was crushed, and flesh was torn off in various places.
Only the old king’s body was safe.
Draven, having made his way through the rain of weapons pouring down in a straight line, used the soul of a saint to gather transcendent divine power and imbued it into the magic sword.
Scream.
He performed a divine miracle while chanting the third and final activation word of the magic sword [Morbein].
Judgment: Execution
Dazzling light and shadow exploded from the slash of the demonic sword that had taken the place of the holy sword. In response, Vendie unleashed a slash with a greatsword that exceeded his own stature.
The sword names wrapped around each other.
Whoosh!
He repelled Bendie by slashing his side at the cost of splitting one of his eyes. The sword energy of the Holy Magic struck a massive storm and let out a deafening roar.
Draven kicked off the ground forcefully, reviving his lost speed. As he passed Bendie, it was Verden who blocked Draven’s path.
Annihilation of reality.
The concept of annihilation, condensed into a single point, spiraled out of control.Blazing darkness surged up, obliterating the light of God’s miracle, and surged violently as if to burn the world surrounding Draven.
At the same time, a second indiscriminate lightning strike landed in the
Darkmoon’s Super-Rank magic and crimson lightning. There is no room to utilize the Demon’s magic.
Unable to repair his body, which had been ruined by suicide, Draven whipped his magic circuits. Breaking through the Limit Hierarchy. He, too, was a mage who had dreamed of the Darkmoon.Teeth crushed by the pressure.Wrapping Vantoreon’s lightning around his left arm, Draven let out a roar.
The power of the defeated.
The Great Emperor’s transcendental energy, unleashed by the Old King’s left leg and left arm, clashed with the waves of black flames.Furthermore, the shockwave from the fist strike spread along with Vantoreon’s thunder, blocking the lightning of destruction falling from the sky from touching the body.
Kwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwa!
Verden and Draven fought a close battle without yielding an inch to each other.
Space is twisted and distorted.
The pressure of the force snatched away every sound brushing past the ears. [Interis] flew into the air, and the old king’s body trembled violently.
The moment the ultimate of all transcendence was canceled out, a heavy silence descended in an instant.
Finally, the front opened.
Draven prepared his next strike to kill the most troublesome Transcendent, but a soul seizure occurred, entangling even the blood vessels and nerves within his body.Like a pillar that finally cracks and collapses, unable to withstand the weight…
For the sake of a great corpse.
Draven twisted his joints with all his might and hurled [Morbein]. The blade, flailing through the air, struck the target’s robe before he could even blink.
Crunch!
The demon sword was plunged into Indren’s abdomen. Ittore through the skin and pierced his internal organs.
Gotcha.
Draven felt the joy he had been expecting, but then his face hardened.
‘Wait. Why would I… Indren…?’
While the reaction to being wary of the super-level magic Indren is preparing is certainly justified, that does not change the priority of the transcendents that must be dealt with.
The death of Verden is the top priority.If I cannot kill Verden, targeting Bendie is the second priority.
Because Indren’s danger is lower compared to the two.
However, during the recent exchange, Draven was solely focused on Indren’s presence. He poured all his strength into blocking that super-level magic.
“Strong yet easily crumbling—that is balance. Even a transcendent being is no exception.”
Indren stared directly at the panicked Draven, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Even though his body had been pierced by the sword, Indren’s legs did not budge.
Impatience is bound to ruin your judgment.
Above the three towers made of magic forming a triangle centered on Indren, eyes resembling Indren were rising.
The first tower controls the target’s attention.The second tower suppresses the target’s power.The third tower seals the target’s source.
Indren had already completed the Super-tier magic before Draven could cast it.Among them, the Eye of the First Tower was the first to stare at Draven, and cornered, Draven grew impatient and allowed a lapse in his will.
You may go now.
Indren lowered his staff.
The Spire of Closure:
As the super-level magic unleashed its full power, Draven, whose attention was already controlled, trembled at the sensation that his body and mind were being locked. Asthe countless locks within him rapidly locked one by one, his magical power and magic began to be strained in response.
‘This is… a seal…?!’
You must stay as far away as possible.
He hurriedly stepped back at the intuition that the influence of magic would reach his soul, but extreme killing intent was lurking behind Draven.
Verden’s hand tore through the muscle fibers and pierced Draven’s shoulder. The gushing blood burned in the flames and vanished without a trace.A cool blue demonic eye illuminated Draven’s battered body.
The damage is serious.
Draven hurriedly put His Majesty’s body, capable of countering the guy’s magic, in the lead to drop Verden in order to activate the servant’s magic.
It was just before the blows connected.
Crack.
A tiny crack formed in the left arm of the ancient king, exposed to destruction and annihilation.A drop of dark red blood formed.
‘what…….’
A wound has appeared on the body of the great corpse, which nothing dared to damage. That body, which even the Theocracy of Luas could not handle and had to be sealed away.The only supreme jade body of His Majesty Xerion, who had completely overcome death.
‘no.’
Draven reflexively pulled his arm away.
It is because the premise that His Majesty’s body is indestructible has been shattered. For Draben, His Majesty’s safety was more important than his own life.
Because of that, the body opened up.
Crunch!
Verden’s rough grip dug into Draven’s stomach and tore at his insides. He clenched his hand. Parts of the organs he touched were destroyed as if crushed.
“Are you planning to escape? I told you.”“Cough… *Gasp*…”“I told you you’re going to die here.”
Kugugugugugugugugugugu.
A catastrophe of a caliber unlike anything seen before occurred in Verden’s magic circuit. Itwas a prelude to the super-tier magic that had attempted to destroy Grimmel in a single blow but could not be activated due to the joining of Vangelis and Grand Duke Rivandale.In response, the massive flow of energy intensified even further, overwhelming the area.
Click.
In the end, the magic
The souls residing in the Draven chatter loudly within.
Shut up.
Draben desperately pushed away the ominous magic piercing his heart. The light faded from his green eyes, from which even his cold sweat had evaporated.
The power of the transcendents stored in the animus is gradually becoming unusable. Resurrection is impossible. The body has been reduced to rags. The soul has been miserably shattered and has reached a point of no return.
My vision became blurry.
‘Defeat, is it? Again… …’
At this rate, there is absolutely no way to escape Verden’s range. A convulsing soul. The flame of life that sustained Draven rapidly faded away.
It was then.
───Mr. Lemarque! Can I become a wonderful prosecutor like you?
A voice I missed came to mind.
* * *
To a country prosecutor who hadn’t even grasped the basics, “teacher” was an undeserved title. The desire to nurture the dream of becoming a prosecutor while watching him was also too much for the country prosecutor.Nevertheless, the children respected Draven and called themselves his disciples.
Is that what happiness is?
Draben inwardly vowed to prioritize the lives of his disciples over his own.For their lives, with a future full of infinite possibilities, would be more rewarding and precious than that of a humble country prosecutor.
… … Regrettably, I could not keep that promise.
As the clouds of war gathered before the War of the Transcendents began in earnest, wars gradually became commonplace on the continent. Territory wars broke out, and looting also became frequent.
The small village on the outskirts collapsed, unable to withstand the fierce winds. Before Draven was there, all the children had become cold corpses. Allthe teacher, left alone, could do was build graves.
Although my heart was devastated, I still believed in the light, and since everyone was kind-hearted, I had no doubt that they would not fall into hell but would go to the side of God Luas.
I prayed fervently.I had faith.At one time, Luas.
However, the reality shown by Animus was far from what one would have hoped for.
The souls of the children, who should have gone to the side of the god Luas, instead fell into a pit of suffering like sinners after death.I could never forget the children’s distorted souls and their unending screams.
That was the inner workings of the world.
The doctrine of light solely for the sake of humanity was a blatant lie from the very beginning. Their naive faith and prayers went unrewarded.And they will continue to do so.
Unless His Majesty Xerion is resurrected.
Bang.
Draven squeezed his soul, grabbed Verden’s wrist, and gasped. Verden possessed the power to absolutely damage the body.He had a duty to kill him for His Majesty’s sake, even if it meant committing suicide together.
“……In this world, there is information that must never be revealed. The ‘taboo’ that Acetro Oldin questioned Reindel Nexreon about at the World Conference……. Therefore, I could not mention it to His Majesty, nor to Lunesica.”
Draven made a choice.
“I never thought it would be you guys who would reveal the truth first.”
The atmosphere changes.
Smack!
Verden sensed an ominous sign and destroyed Draven’s vocal cords. Along with the destruction, his neck was half-annihilated by the fingers that dug in.
However, the voice continued.
“Going to Luas’s side is Heaven. Not doing so is called Hell. Although this is widely known through the Doctrine of Light, the reality is different. No matter how, no matter how much you wash away the filth─── ”
Draben confessed the truth about the soul, which he had never spoken of for over 800 years, not through his body but through his soul.
Humans cannot go to heaven.
There have always been people who claimed that heaven and hell do not exist because they do not believe in the afterlife as defined by the doctrine of light, but this was an argument born entirely of ignorance and speculation.
Knowledge is clear perception or understanding.Knowledge has power.The difference between speaking with knowledge and babbling without it is worlds apart. What Draven spat out was essentially different from the words of the apostates.
Silence enveloped everything.
Verden widened his eyes at the familiar chill and contemplated the phenomenon.
This is… … a violation of a taboo.
An ominous sensation, which I had experienced directly or indirectly time and time again, swept through my existence.
However, this situation was somewhat different from usual.
It is dangerous.
It is a sense of crisis that is weaker than when the Gray Dragon broke the taboo, but similar! Verden, who had turned the destruction outward, prepared for something to come.
At that moment.
As the
“What, what is this…?”
Indren and Bendy were disoriented by the strange and eerie feeling.Bewilderment was visible on their faces.
“Verden, you significantly exceeded my predictions.”
Draven shed tears of blood.
So, let us perish together.
Pwaaaah!
Immediately after Draven coughed up dead blood, Indren, Vendie, and Verden also vomited blood. Heavy bleeding from their eyes and ears brought them to their knees.
but.
Boom!
Verden retrieved [Interis] and supported his knee, which had almost touched the ground.
* * *
Verden, who should have collapsed, is alive and well.
Draven, who had collapsed on the floor, stood there in a daze before immediately looking around. Indren and Bendie were only in pain and their lives were not in danger.
“No one died…? And not even me.”
At the time I understood the taboo, I judged that even a transcendent being would die instantly.That is why I kept my mouth shut for hundreds of years.
Swoosh.
Verden wiped away tears of blood.
The backlash is less than I expected. I thought I would have to give up at least one eye. Has the enforcement of the taboo weakened since you are a listener? Very interesting.
This was the personal sentiment expressed by the Darkwarton Tower Master, who had crossed the boundary of taboo with the words “Death is a means,” as he wiped away his blood.
‘Does my existence weaken the price of the taboo…?’
The clear causal relationship is unknown.
It is also impossible to know what meaning the taboo that humans cannot go to heaven held.
However, I understood that Draven’s final desperate struggle, made with the resolve to commit suicide, had come to nothing. I composed myself and heightened my concentration.
The winner and the loser have been determined.
However, victory or defeat here was only a part of it.
Ssaaaak───
An indescribable energy flowed from the old king’s left arm and left leg, forming a stream in the direction of Lunesica.
Resurrection is imminent.
“Well done, Lunesica……!!”
Whoosh!
Draven was shot out toward the passageway as if being forcibly dragged away. The body of the Old King was attempting to return to the altar where the main body was located.
Verden muttered.
“I guess I’ll have to get rid of it to the very root.”
Verden manipulated the communication device to connect with Adrian. The large area of effect disappeared, and since they were not very far apart, communication continued.
───My Lord, currently… … .
Maximize your resistance.
It doesn’t matter what situation Adrian is currently facing. Because he is alive. Verden intended to be the one to finish it, no matter what.
I’ll erase everything.
The first servant, Draven Lemarque, too.The second servant, Lunesica Anternoa, too.And the six body fragments of the old king.
If you destroy it without a trace, it is over.
Since Draven has no means of resistance left, there is nothing left to hold him back. He is convinced that he can destroy the Old King’s body. He can pour all his strength into it without worrying about the consequences.
Verden grabbed [Interis] in reverse and lifted it above his head.
Breaking through the hierarchy of magic.
The realm of the 8th rank manifested once again.
