City ​​of Witches 1224

Chapter 1224 – #287_The Witch Of The Constellation (4)

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1.
Did you know?
Surprisingly, pain isn’t immediate.

It’s due to a neurological mechanism.
When the body suffers damage or injury, the time it takes for pain to travel through the spinothalamic tract to the brain is more than twice as slow as the sense of touch.

The moment Erelim’s fist shattered the spatial distortion, broke the magic formula created by the feathers, and even crushed the titan, delivering the impact to the heart.
The heightened senses felt touch or pressure before pain.

The sensation of chest muscle fibers tearing apart.
The sensation of the ribs forming the rib cage breaking like dry twigs.
And the sensation of an organ that should never be injured bursting with a thud.
A tingling shock that spread from the point of impact to the whole body, making the limbs numb, without being able to exhale or inhale.

And about 0.2 seconds later.

It comes.
The pain that feels like the whole body is collapsing.

“……!!!!!!”

No voice comes out.
Instead, thick blood comes out.
The limbs, which had stiffened in an instant, escaped control and became rigid.

The sensation of the body floating up and the fall begins.

The gaze of Duke Erelim, looking this way with cold eyes, is visible.
The vision is all red, perhaps because all the blood vessels in the eyes have burst.

If you focus a little further away, thousands of magic attacks that had been evaded a moment ago are falling with fierce speed.

“P…ie….”

I mustn’t lose consciousness.
Gathering the distortions that are trying to scatter, losing the master’s control, I try to revive.

I have never revived a heart before.
If I had practiced such a thing, I might have died without making a sound.

I have to succeed in this high-level surgery, which I have never rehearsed even once.
It will be a matter of moments before the blood flow to the brain is cut off.
There is no time to waste in vain.

…….

I’ll admit it honestly.

I didn’t know that Duke Erelim was a gangster even in close combat, so I rushed.
I wanted to settle things as quickly as possible.
Having the ‘Celestial Void Record’ means that I can refer to an infinite number of references.

There was a time constraint that I had to win before all my cards were read.
Well.
I failed after getting a counter with a power strike.

…….

Holding onto the narrowing vision like a tunnel, I drive the distortion field into the tattered heart.

Recovery is not easy.
It’s not easy to fix an engine while it’s running.

If I lose consciousness here, that unconscious self will probably pop out again.
He’s a magic-crazed maniac who’s always trying to take over this body.

What level is he at now?
Has he reached about the 25th level?

The soul witch, Gretel Nepthys, said that if the body is taken over by the unconscious again, I will never be able to return.
Because the power of the unconscious has become too strong for Siwoo to resist.

Then what happens?
To put it in a more occult way, it’s like the soul is changing.

The personality and ego of Shin Siwoo, which I have built up so far, will disappear.
That place will be replaced by a machine that lives for magic, not even caring that its own body is breaking down.

The annihilation of the soul. The annihilation of existence. That is death. The end.

Time flows slowly.
For some reason, the pain disappears, and the dizziness of the fall turns into a pleasant feeling of floating.
Floating. A feeling of going up even though I’m falling. A feeling of falling into the sky.

It’s beautiful.
The reflection of magic, blurring like a night view in the distance, is beautiful like a night view.

…….

It’s a shame.
If I had been a little stronger, there might have been another way.

…….

Actually, I realized it in the first clash.

Without struggling so hard that my spirit body was tattered, without betting everything I had built up, I realized it just by colliding instead of greeting.
It was a fact that I could know so simply.

Shin Siwoo cannot defeat Blanche Erelim.

I could intuitively sense it paradoxically because I had led countless reckless battles to victory until now.
This time is an exception.

A gap so vast that I can’t help but laugh.

A trump card? Thorough preparation? A perfect plan? A witty improvisation?
Such things are only valid if there is a reasonable level difference.

Calculation power. Magic power reserves. Magic power usage. The idea of materializing the mental landscape. The number of self-magnetic magic that can be applied. One’s own level. Practical experience.
In every aspect, Duke Erelim is overwhelmingly ahead.

Therefore, Shin Siwoo cannot defeat Blanche Erelim.

…….

The last plan, secretly set up for lovers, is this.

When Orselia is defeated and I face Erelim.
When there is no hope of defeating her, let’s go with the Non-Gae operation.

It’s not a very novel or ingenious plan.
Originally, the last struggle is a measure taken when there are no other options, so I guess it can’t be helped.

Even if the unconscious loses, it will stubbornly cling to the final boss, Erelim, until the end of the war.
And even if the unconscious wins, the human brain cannot handle his talent. In other words, mutual destruction.

Either way, Shin Siwoo will die, but he can take Erelim, who is aiming for Malika, with him.
He can protect the person he loves.

…….

I miss everyone.

Still, I’m glad I could spend time with my family at the end.
Should I say that Odile and Odette are really sensible in this regard?

Ha…. Tensome.
I can’t do that again….

The first drawer in the Hesed Academy’s headmaster’s office.
There is a will written before the war.

Letters written with care, one word at a time, to my lovers. To the people I’m grateful to. And to Malika.

Actually, it’s better to say these things directly, but why is it that there’s that thing?
It feels strangely like it’s going to bring bad luck, like planting a death flag, and it’s also awkward to have everyone tear up and then burst into tears.

I think I thought that a farewell that leaves only good memories would be more beautiful at the end.

It’s all ruined.
If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have just had a reading session.

I love you. Please all be well. My last request. Is it too selfish to write that at the end of the letter?

…….

I gave up on recovering my heart.
After all, even if I hold on to consciousness, it will only hinder the Black Knight from swallowing my body.

Light and sound fade away.
The body sinks into darkness, black and sticky like petroleum.

The world of the mind, Ain.
The bottom of Ain, which should not have existed in the first place, accepts Siwoo.

-Kugugugung!

The reversal of Ain.

This is the second time I’ve experienced this.
Another Ain, which had formed a reversed world with the black floor as the boundary, begins to occupy the surface consciousness along with the reversed world.

This is the end.

I’m sorry, everyone. Malika. Listen to your mother and grow up strong. Odile, Odette. It seems like the irregular succession will be difficult. But please show me what you look like when you become a great witch. Sharon. You’re going to cry until you get ugly again. Don’t be too upset and always smile brightly. It’s not my teacher’s fault. I believe I made the right choice. I’ll be waiting with Lapi first, so please come slowly as late as possible. Rinne, now that you have family around you, please don’t be sad alone. You’re not going to say anything about being buried alive, are you? Dorothy, please take care of the others. Especially R’lyeh, she’ll be really upset, so you have to protect her. R’lyeh, I’m saying this out of concern, but you have to give up on world domination now. You’re the queen of the sea, so you’ll overcome it wonderfully. Kybele, I haven’t done much for you compared to what I’ve received, and now I’m leaving like this.

Looking back, I was so happy that I was greedy.

So now, I’m putting an end to this long journey.
Wishing greater happiness to those who are left behind.

2.
Erelim looked down at Shin Siwoo, who was slowly falling.

It was a predetermined result.

He had prepared thoroughly.

The armor, weapons, and ceremonial attire that covered his body were all non-standard items.
If a 23rd-level power, Shin Siwoo, received the help of such items, he would be able to compete with the early 25th level.

Blanche Erelim had not been at the 25th level for long, and generally, it is not easy for a witch to properly control her power when she has just reached a new level.

But Erelim had absorbed the mark of Keter.
It was a mark that was broken beyond repair, but it didn’t matter.

Erelim’s magic has been looking at and aiming for Keter.
Also, Erelim had been taught magic by Keter for a long time.

The absorption rate of the mark was far beyond the norm, and it rose as if it had been Erelim’s from the beginning, like inheriting the magic of a novice witch’s teacher.

As a result, the power that Erelim obtained is not the power of the early 25th level that has just broken through the realm.

A power that has already been completed and refined.
On the verge of the 26th level.
A level where she could aim for the transcendence of the next level if it were not for the ‘system’.

“…….”

I know that all of this is just a preliminary battle anyway.

There is a sleeping monster inside Shin Siwoo.
There is the last legacy of Keter.

Only after defeating that monster will the ‘test’ for him be over.

-Kwa kwa kwa kwang!!

Countless magic fell on the ground where Shin Siwoo had fallen.
There is someone who rises up against the bombardment.

Shin Siwoo, hanging upside down, dyeing the sky red with an even more ferocious distortion field.
Erelim, slowly flapping her dimensional wings, preparing for the final battle.

Shin Siwoo looked at Blanche Erelim.
Erelim also looked at Shin Siwoo.