Chapter 213 – Ancient Missing Link (12)
“Whoa…”
I took a deep breath, gained strength, and activated the rune with the intention of using up the remaining mana.
‘… Plague.’
But just in case it was. Yerna’s soul was nowhere to be seen.
I had to fucking do that. It was only natural that the last magic I used was a high-level magic that used to pour a wide range of heat rays that Veronica used.
If caught in the explosion, not even the soul would be safe. The soul of this world disappears when it is hit by magic or rare metals such as mithril.
“… Ugh!”
I felt the pain and stopped the rune magic.
My mana was now imperceptibly reduced. I clicked my tongue.
Fuck you. If he hadn’t dropped his seal, he would have been able to recover his mana. Even if you can’t find Yerna’s soul, you have to look for at least the artifacts of the ruins that bitch burned.
‘—What?’
I felt the illusion of my heart dropping, and the accident stopped.
Just as an experienced leadern guesses the weather by experience, I skipped the process of developing logic and just intuition.
I missed something right now, a fact that should never be overlooked.
‘… An artifact of the ruins?’
Electric current bounced around the neuron like a severed electrical wire. The overworked brain to the point of death of brain cells listed information that seemed meaningless. Something I’m missing is starting to paint a picture of a terrifying puzzle.
The first feeling of alienation was put into words. I repeated it to myself.
‘… How was Yerna able to control that immense light mana?’
When a creature overflows with mana, its body dies.
That’s why I have to be careful when drinking mana potions, and when I inherited the rune’s mana after defeating the ogre, I suffered from dizziness.
But what about Yerna?
Did she show signs of that too?
It wasn’t. Yerna was not sluggish even when she used the light mana that she gathered from the remains of an ancient civilization and could be revived dozens of times from the brink of her death.
More than anything else, in my normal state, I didn’t feel any transcendental mana from Yerna. Maybe thanks to that, I was able to realize the identity of the ruins. The reason I sensed the mana of light was because my magic ability skyrocketed in a runaway state.
Then how did Yerna use the mana of light?
‘No, it’s not how she used it.’
‘Where’ did you get it from? That was the problem.
Is it a tool? As I subconsciously thought, did I draw mana on the fly from an artifact like an ogre’s seal?
It’s nonsense. Yerna was driven to her naked body with nothing in her hands as she was beaten by me. If it is mana recovery by an item, it is correct that regeneration should have stopped at that point.
─Throb. Pounding.
My heart raced with anxiety. The more I thought about it, the weirder it got.
Why did Yerna say she thought of fighting even after seeing my strength.
There are no fools among wizards in this world. Those who cover their own weaknesses, calculate risks and pursue what they want. That was the magician of this world.
That Yerna personally greeted her intruder?
Even after seeing me grind the ceiling of the catacombs, she tried to fight me head-on, believing only in bodies regenerating with mana?
Could that possibly be the case? Until her mind was ruined by the series of pains, that bitch thought of killing me like an evil barbarian. The damage to his body was not taken into account.
As if——as if she wasn’t worried about her own death at all.
I couldn’t wipe the cold sweat.
The undead of the Ghost City that move without a soul.
The mana of light that governs the birth and restoration of life.
Yerna uses magic to grow plants.
I, in a state of rage, instinctively avoided breaking Yerna’s head.
Information that seemed meaningless mixed in and fleshed out an ominous intuition. When I came to my senses, I was looking at the hole I had drilled in the catacombs.
Then, as if he had been waiting for that moment——a pillar of fire rose from the hole.
“──Fuck!!!”
After swearing, I grabbed the spear and ran. The identity of the pillar of fire was Veronica’s heat ray magic.
It was hard to think that he would have shot the magic for no reason. Attempting to attack meant that there was an opponent to attack.
I ran out of mana and overworked my body, which was no different from a normal person’s body. The muscles built with effort added strength to the run, but with the five senses accustomed to the senses of a superman, it was too late to burn.
– Chuck!!
Something reached out of the hole in the catacombs and grabbed the ground. I roared with seething hatred. If my eyes didn’t gouge, it was a green vine.
“Ceeeee!!!! What a fucking tenacity, a zombie bitch!!!!!!”
– Booung!! A woman in a robe climbed onto the petals and landed on the ground. She was a plain robe suitable for stealthily hiding or fleeing.
Rob’s hood fell over due to random behavior. I grinded my teeth. The worst predictions came true.
The one there was Yerna, whose whites had turned red.
‘Was it an alter ego as expected!!!!’
The undead in Ghost City are creatures that are no different from flash golems that move without a soul!
Then, likewise, Yerna would be able to connect with her own soul and manipulate her alter ego.
Poles and poles are the law that goes through. Holy magic and black magic are the same kind of magic in that they overcome death. A good example was my relative, the baby unicorn Ada.
─Kicky Geek!! I put on the brakes and came to a stop.
Yerna lost all of her light mana, but her body mana remained. It seemed like it was almost running out like me, but it would still be enough to kill me who can’t use mana.
Of course, it wasn’t for such a fucking reason that I stopped.
“──If you move any further, I will rip this bitch’s head out!!!!”
Yerna screamed in a fit.
─Quaaaaagh! The vine of Yerna who said that was tying francs. As she fled from the hidden chambers of the catacombs, she had kidnapped her Franc as a hostage.
I don’t even have to think about what hostage to use.
Because in Yerna’s eyes looking at me, there was only fear.
“… What are you?”
Yerna trembled with horror, as if seeing a creature she could not understand.
Seeing that reaction, I realized that the pain felt by the alter ego was transmitted to the main body as well. I guess so. For such precise control, it would not be enough to roughly connect the sights, as Fran did with the golem.
The ugliness of shuddering in pain could not be explained unless the path was so tight that it could not be easily released.
“… The success of the apostate bastards? Nonsense. Off topic It’s impossible. There are no more empty thrones. Too old There must have been only Sigrunne as an experimental device to overwhelm me…”
─Aww. Hard. Yerna put a few fingers in her mouth like a madman and chewed them.
Talking to herself and self-harming, Yerna shuddered at her. Was my attack meaningless? Yerna, who suffered mental damage to the extent that her white masturbation turned red, was more like a zombie than a zombie.
“… Why? Why? Why do I have to suffer like this?”
Yerna nipped at her hair and nudged her fingers. Her wounds never healed.
“This is absurd. Following the rookie, even me, this kind of insolence… Even if you go back like this, there is no place to stand… If only the Dragon Troops had cooperated in the first place… How can she, who is close by, avoid 〈 Compilation Battalion 〉 and return to her home country ────”
Yerna, who was muttering as if the damage that had entered her brain caused madness, suddenly distorted her face like a demon.
“——I told you not to move!!!!!”
It was the behavior of a madman itself, but there was a reason. It was because her bloodshot eyes detected that I had moved her feet. ─Pud Deude Deuk!! She said the vines around Fran made a terrible noise.
The vines Yerna controlled were several times thinner than before, but it would still be possible to break the neck of a fainting person.
The vines that restrained her body turned her franc neck to the side.
If I put even a little more strength into it, it’s to the point that I won’t wake up again.
“Do some work, you bitch!!!!!!!!!!”
I was enraged and screamed, but I couldn’t sharpen it. As she gnashed her teeth, blood flowed from her gums with too much force. As reason settled down, sunspots bloomed on the sun in the inner world.
Can not be done. The anger is approaching the standard of runaway again.
I suppressed the black mana that was trying to open my eyes as if knocking it down. I blew Yerna out of her catacombs before I could fight properly. It was because I thought that I, who had lost her reason, would be unable to tell the difference between a person and a person.
I still have no way to control the runaway.
No, even if it is, it is a problem.
Can the vine rescue Fran before the vine twists Fran’s neck?
Even as Yerna goes crazy, she keeps a close eye on my every move. I must have been the cause of her madness. Even if mana was restored like that, it would be impossible to recapture francs.
Dana and the other party members? You didn’t hurt Yerna before she got out, did you?
In any case, I don’t ask for help. Yerna spat her blood-soaked finger out of her mouth and pointed at me.
“Don’t even think about lifting a finger on her… !! If she goes after me, I will kill this girl no matter what, before my life is over!!!!”
She retreated without even turning back from Yerna, who fiercely warned her. She glared me to death with both eyes, as if she had no intention of commanding me to do anything.
It was then.
“… La…”
The awakened Fran croaked like a strangled bird. But Yerna was looking only at me, as if she had no time or concentration to waste on her francs.
──That was the biggest failure of Yerna.
《──Arise as a god (Dd.F xa m nTr).》
Kwak… ! Frank grabbed the vine that was strangling him and drew out his hammer. Fran’s physical strength, comparable even to me in the beast reversion state, plucked at the thinned vines.
“──────.”
Yerna also turned a blind eye to the situation in which the hostages were freeing themselves from restraint.
The soil of the golem summoning magic formed on Fran’s hammer and coalesced. The soil did not grow human-like limbs, but instead was compressed to a hardness greater than that of clay.
Its shape, indeed, is a dwarven hammer carved out of rock.
Franc got out of the vine and landed on the ground. Throwing a hammer thicker than her body over her shoulder, she struck Yerna in the face with her full swing.
Tukkwaaaaang—!!! It sounded more like a misplaced explosive rather than hitting someone. Jerna spun like a bobcat hit by a motorcycle, and she crashed into a wall.
“Agak, hekek, kagagak evil… ?!”
“… Ever since I first heard about you, I’ve been wanting to do this for you.”
Her francs groaned low as Yerna made strange noises as she peed.
“… I will not be Nord’s shackles.”
─Tuk. Took. Blood flowed from her wounds.
“I will make a wonderful family that anyone will envy, so that Nor will not regret loving me. I will say that I am happy to be with Norr, so that it can be heard even in heaven!!!”
─Boom!! Her little feet stomped on her advance with a fighting spirit. As the force from the ground rose through her body, the beautiful sledgehammer drew a half moon like a baseball bat hitting a home run.
“Don’t interfere with me and Nor————!!!!!”
Frann’s blue eyes glowed with a wild blow of her rock hammer. Yerna opened her shield. The violence of her kinetic energy shattered the shield like sugar glass. Yerna’s legs were crushed like gelatin.
“Aaaaa!!!!”
The vines that sprung up as if to fight back ran around like whips, not aiming at her francs. It’s because I got close to Yerna during the time Fran earned me.
─That’s right! The body is heavy. She had no way to recover mana. There is no mana to waste on her dodge.
──In that case, it is only filled with mana that is not consumed.
I closed my eyes. It was an absurdly crazy thing to commit in an attack that could not be avoided even with open eyes, but it had to be done.
The sun of the inner world responded. I reach out to the illusion of the sun, letting the light of the sun whose sunspots disappear all over my body—
I grabbed it.
─Parts Tsutsut!!!
The old god’s mana moved.
The dream I had passed through my neurons like a kaleidoscope. For some reason, the lucid dream that left the most impression on him was the disorganized drinking party he had with his father.
Maybe it was because I was with my loving family. I forgot the situation and laughed ahead.
“… On the nine winding roads of Byeonsan, a stone stands and listens to the sound of water (邊山九曲路 石立聽水聲).”
I calmly recited my father’s favorite phrase.
Said Nefertiti. Create a skill like a magic spell. What suits your body best is the strongest. If so, nothing suited me better than this incantation.
“There is no non-existent, non-existent, non-existent, non-no, non-non-no (無無亦無無 無無亦無無 不不亦不フ).”
The kaleidoscope continues. The body that had not long left before fainting took the most efficient route like an instinct. My heavy body became faster like a lie.
─Toukagak!! I spread [Gerture]’S herbivore in a space overflowing with irregular vines. The vines were cut by the natural strength of human beings with almost no mana left.
Pure physical technology surpassed the power of magic.
“Mysterious, manifested and wise reason (妙妙玄玄 玄妙理).”
The spear blade roared as it bit the glitter of mana.
“There is no nonexistence, there is, and there is——existence in the midst of non-existence (無無有有 有無中).”
I cut through the vines protecting Yerna’s body with the sharpness of a spear blade and caught the gap. The spearhead stepped on the footsteps in the most appropriate position to cut through Yerna’s torso.
─Pain!!
Then, Yerna exploded the flower she summoned in her last moment.
The seeds, like rugby balls, fell like shrapnel from a grenade, trying to break through my skull. It is the last surprise. If you try to counterattack, there is no mana left to turn to the attack.
So, I closed my eyes and ignored the attack.
─Wet love liquid!! Bubbubuck!!
The sound of hard things hitting each other. The seeds did not even brush my hair and missed. The knife Fran threw was the one that protected me, bouncing off the seeds.
The counterattack, which should have poured out the contents of the skull, failed. When I opened my eyes, I saw Yerna right next to her.
It’s the perfect spacing. She left no mercy. If it’s a question, you can pull out the soul and do it.
Swung her arm
Did Odin tell me to fix my naming sense? If it is God’s will, let us do it.
I named the season as if I were dedicating it to a god that no longer exists.
“Trade and trade affairs.”
[Gertur]’S herbivorous one cut through Yerna’s chest as smoothly as running water.
“Seongseongmangeum (星成萬禽).”
─Pughak!!!
After repeating it three times, I harvested the life of a woman who was once my teacher.
