Chapter 770 – Human Watchers (3)
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─You bastard! It’s nice being passed out because it’s comfortable, but I’m dying because I don’t have enough hands!
Nord ordered the Valkyries to open the door, and took the party he found with his clairvoyance to the door with the
The fainted party escaped death because their bodies were as strong as their skills, but even now when they were supplied with oxygen, it didn’t look like they would wake up.
– Valkyries! Did you leave the door open?! No, there is nothing to answer! If you see that they are coming in, you must have left it open! Carry these people on your back and follow them!
Nord throws the two siblings and Winston to the Valkyries who have been freed from the rune seal.
A strange creature was watching him from the gap in the dimension as he ran away before people’s attention gathered in the wind blowing due to the difference in air pressure.
【… Well, the result is as expected.]
The indeterminate body shimmers darkly and does not have a clear shape to speak of.
Even an ignorant writer could tell that it was not a creature of this world.
【Did you somehow avoid instant death?】
The creature that had been Baron Sellustia a few minutes ago peered through a crack in the dimensional wall.
Before his death was imminent, he split his soul and took refuge in a dimensional rift. He even deliberately ate his remaining soul and memories.
However, the mortal wound to his soul is serious.
A shattered, almost annihilated soul.
In response to the human body, it was as if only half of the heart and brain were left.
If it were an ordinary creature, it would be no different from death, and Nord searched for his soul, estimating the ‘fatal wounds’ he had seen so far, and was convinced of the disappearance of the baron.
He believed that even if he took refuge somewhere, it would be impossible to survive for more than 10 seconds.
But he was alive.
It was because his soul had a completely different ecology from the other creatures that existed in the World Tree and the gods who created them. Even if only fragments remain, it can survive like this.
It’s just that he’s not all right.
‘Escape is impossible. It’s like being trapped forever.’
The remaining amount of mana absorbed was even more miserable than the state of the soul. Little better than a small wild animal. I can’t even escape from this dimension gap.
Of course, there are not many beings who find him by finding a gap in the dimensional wall.
Recovery is possible with time.
The important thing is ‘where’ to recover.
‘The attempt to possess the incarnation was blocked in advance, and it will take at least 3,000 years to recover on its own in this space without any help.’
The old god’s mana he absorbed was blocked by Brunak.
It would take enough time for a civilization to perish and be reborn to remain here and recover on its own. That would be more than enough for one more Ragra Loque to happen.
【Whoops.】
So he chose neither.
Waving…
A bloodsucker he had summoned during the battle offered a drop of blood to his shredded hand.
Blood taken from the skin without nicking it.
The reason he summoned the specters from the beginning was not to protect the staff.
It was to collect a drop of this blood——to transfer consciousness to the owner’s body.
The creature’s visual function inspected Lalilura.
‘A young concubine who is trusted by Hwasin. It’s perfect for being possessed.’
Although there is no mana of the old gods, the Nords showed affection as a married couple, and the homogeneity of mana became almost similar. Even if you hide in that body, there is little fear of being immediately discovered.
If Nord caught me after being possessed, I couldn’t help it.
I had no choice but to give up as if it was my destiny.
But what if you don’t notice?
He laughed softly.
【I warned you. Beware of clowns.]
Destruction begins with the traitor within.
Just as the gods were destroyed by the twilight brought on by someone who “Disguised” As the game god Loki.
And just as before Ragnarok, the King of Vanir and the One-Eyed Goddess of Asir were robbed of their names and existence by the Great One they serve.
‘Unlike the previous body, the possessed target is female, but it doesn’t matter.’
Even when she was the head of Sellustia, she had been a woman a few times.
For them, who are asexual, the distinction between genders is a quadruple. He changed into his new body and performed miracles according to the magic formula he had written.
Kururrrr… !!
The mana collected to the floor is expressed as a spell.
The dark mana evaded Nord’s detection and dug into the fainting girl’s body. A secret demon clung to Lalilura’s cheek like the tentacles of a cephalopod creature.
─ Teeing!!
And, it bounced off emptyly and easily.
【… …】
A mere girl who was defenseless and inferior to the Nords and him.
To think that his magic would fail to such an ordinary human being. It was an unprecedented anomaly.
But he wasn’t visibly surprised or embarrassed by his failure.
– Again.
I just groaned at the sound of footsteps in a space with no walls or floors.
【Long time no see. It looks good, Yi tribe.]
She was a human dressed like a clown.
Clothing with different colors on the left and right and a clown hat split on both sides. Her face was tattooed with a spade pattern, and her shoes with pointed tips were sharp like shoes.
【It’s an old fashion. Aren’t you mistaking the era by about a thousand years?]
He talked to the woman who casually walked into the dimensional gap.
It was hard for him to imagine that there would be anyone visiting a space he himself did not know the coordinates of, but he wasn’t surprised if the opponent was the opponent.
That’s bound to be the case too.
She is a god who once came and went most freely in the Nine Heavens of this World Tree.
An existence that was sometimes called the Man-Eon-God, and other times called the Yu-Hee-God.
【I only knew that she had died long ago, or that she had changed into a new body. Loki.]
Vanir’s Trickster. Sister-in-law of Odin and Henir.
As the greatest clown of the Golden Age, the words of the goddess who contemplated human history.
The god of words and games, Loki = Rodur.
【I almost died. It’s not Narmer’s sun fool’s cutie (Pharaoh), it’s just that I just woke up after sleeping like a mummy for hundreds of years soaked in elixir.]
The goddess answered, standing in a space without her up, down, left, or right. The Yi tribe narrowed their eyes.
[There is no shame. Do you still want to remain behind the scenes brazenly despite losing her friends, being stabbed in the back of the head by a person you trusted and taking away the throne of your sister-in-law?]
【I just misunderstood the timing for Sigurd. Could it be that the guy I found after waiting tens of thousands of years wasn’t the savior Magidora said?
To him who casually mentioned his past history, the goddess also answered plainly.
【If you look at the way she responds, it’s true. So? Is that lady the pitiful scapegoat you’ll take away next to Crown Crown?]
He looked at Lalilura sarcastically.
Missing her limbs, she had no tentacles to point at, but her words.
Shuk… The goddess narrowed her eyebrows in disgust.
【Stolen? Hearing Goddess is unpleasant. Do you think I’m a monster like you guys?]
【Ah, that’s right. Was it ‘promise with the soul of a dead human and borrow the body and existence’? Like hypocrites. Guess who isn’t the younger brother of Odin and Henir, the sophistry is still the same.]
Instead of answering, the goddess laughed. Her dying limb giggled and laughed at the words of her goddess, even though she knew full well that this was her expression when she was most angry.
【Is the Orwalia clown’s body still rolling? It must be a limit.]
【It’s none of your business.】
Because you will die soon
─Sir. Thread spewed from Loki’s hand. Tied up in the net, the Yi tribe was brainwashed.
【It’s lamentable, poor clown. Whenever you show up, it’s time for a war to end the era. Ragnarok and the great war of humans have not been prevented, and he still thinks that he is capable of something?]
【Of course. I finally found the real Wolfheddin. The successor of that stupid sister.]
【But our god was faster than you.】
【It doesn’t matter who is faster. The important thing is how far you can go.]
Aaaaa… !!
The thread of mana tightened was incredibly weak for her goddess power, but she was enough to kill her two races on the verge of extinction. The enraged goddess pulled her hand.
【Goodbye, child of a star that won’t be enough even if you bite her to death. I’ll send your friends to hell soon.]
【Hell, nonsense that only humans would believe.】
Sighing, he sighed as he approached the end of his life.
【Damn it. It would have been better to just be killed by the incarnation.]
─Pujik!
The indeterminate body was crushed and destroyed.
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, the fallen goddess looked coldly at the shabby death of a dissimilar race that might be older than Slenifnir or Freyja she gave birth to.
– Again.
Turning her toes and leaping through the walls of her dimension, she returned to where she came from.
【… Coke.]
The goddess let out a cough she had been holding back.
Pasasac… When she coughed, her hand came out with her hardened blood.
The goddess convolutedly wiped off her blood and lifted her top. The heart of her——no, Crown Crown’s heart—was filled with scars pierced by something sharp.
【… You must have a lot of questions too. What I want to ask.]
Looking at Nord through the dimensional gap, the goddess whispered.
【Come see me. I’m sorry I’m not a pretty princess, but wouldn’t a curly old woman be more suitable for telling old stories?]
… Beetle. Loki, muttering, fell to his knees.
Undeserved power devastated the dying body. Leaning on a magic tool made by humans, she inserted the rusted golden key into a device made by humans.
The key to her throne lowered the dimensional barrier created by Hittite artifacts.
─Glee!
As she lowered the level of her firewall that concealed her existence, as if she had been waiting for her, her two pairs of pupils circled around her barrier to find her leaning on her magic tool.
One is the gaze of Henir, a sworn brother whom he misses.
The gaze of Sigurd, a human who was once a friend and colleague.
【… Stalker children. Because your eyes are like ghosts.]
Loki groaned and closed his eyes.
【Odin sister’s successor… Rather than those idiots… I wish I could come sooner… 】
The muttering goddess closed her eyes as if asleep.
Like the cradle of a goddess who has lost her power, the Hittite capital, which has retained its old appearance, awaits visitors in the gap between dimensions.
As if she were praying that the goddess would win the person she would bless.
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The area around the ruins was a mess net itself.
Look at that fucking rowdy bastard. Is this the market hall or in front of the ruins? What are these fuckers going to do when a monster comes out? I coughed a little awkwardly.
Transformed into the baron I had just come from, I immersed myself in imitating the nobility.
Could it be that he couldn’t show his guts in front of true nobles? The exploration team + mercenary group, which had flocked in accordance with our order, hesitated and hesitated.
I knew it. I shook my head and said.
“Or would you like to call your representative?”
The blond bastard, whose name was called Plankton, made the scoundrels laugh.
There is no reason. Since me and my party had to rob the ruins, I told them to just apologize and run away if a noble appeared while ‘calling the representative’.
‘I don’t know if the other guys know we went to scavenge artifacts.’
Anyway, the situation has been sorted out. I also told the guards to return roughly.
〈Bo, do you mean return?〉
〈I checked the safety inside, so it’s okay. If there are any regrets, I will handle them, so please leave quickly. You won’t have any problems. You all worked hard.〉
After roughly ordering people to give bonuses, the soldiers backed off.
Only the man who seemed to be the butler shook his head as if something was strange.
‘I caught a cold. I’ll be sick for a few days.〉 After defeating the people with half force, I returned to the place where I left the party. Making sure none of them woke up, I took them to the inn and threw them. “Pooh.” And taking off the bast face mask, he let out a sigh. “I thought you were getting caught because it was a crappy transformation magic.” ─Whiririk! After unlocking the rune, the bast face returned to being a peerless beauty. As you know, my transformation magic aptitude only applies to transformations that act on objects. So in theory, if you touch this disguise tool, you can become any face. Guys with short hair like
‘The baron has searched, but we’re the only ones who know that.’
He might be able to get Valcurier to disguise himself as Baron Sellustia.
‘With this status, I don’t think I’ve even gotten married, so the baron’s family probably doesn’t exist.’
Even if it’s a relative.
If information could be extracted from the recovered souls and put together well, it would be possible to camouflage the situation where ‘all the men were searched and only the baron survived’.
It remains to be seen if this lie will work.
‘I don’t care if I get caught.’
Anyway, I’ve seen all the balls. After canceling the transformation of the clothes, I checked the sleeping Lalilura’s forehead and breathing. Fortunately, she is in good shape.
Still, it’s a big deal if you get poisoned. After taking off my clothes and checking them carefully, I felt relieved, put them back on, and put them on the bed.
‘But just in case, I’ll call Dana, who might be nearby.’
Let’s come and have a look at her physical condition, Lari Lula.
Since I solved Nirvana’s transformation once, I can’t go back to that form again. The rest of the procedures must be taken over by Lalilura, who can transform herself, as ‘Priscilla’.
─Crunch square.
I put a letter into the medallion that had regained its effect again.
And then I rummage through the artifacts that Winston and Tiberius siblings found.
‘Fortunately, nothing special.’
It was worth it. What seemed important was because me and Lalilura swept it away.
She’ll remember what she’s got, and if you return this medallion later, she won’t complain. There are things that could be money, but they are not relics of irreplaceable technology.
‘Rather, the real harvest is this way.’
I laid out the rune stones containing the souls of the baron and his dubious bastards.
– Moongrak.
And the baron’s rune staff.
I shined the rune-swept staff at the lantern.
“It’s strange again.”
How can you fit so many runes into a weapon?
‘A rune-imposing magic would usually be one letter per weapon.’
It’s something that defies the rules.
I guess I need to take a closer look later. Let’s take good care of it.
‘Well then, the rest… ‘
Is it time to check the artifacts you brought with Ralilura through Odin’s eyes?
‘… I wonder if Odin’s eyes are right now.’
I caress my eyes uncomfortably.
The contradiction between ‘Odin’ and ‘Odin the Sky God’ that I know.
Explaining it to her wives is a way to look into their memories.. I briefly looked around Lalilura and looked at the artifacts.
“Det?”
Then I found it.
Among the artifacts that Ralilura would have swept away without thinking, there was a misty feather engraved with characteristic mana.
I looked at the feathers until Dana flew away with
“This… “
A structure that cannot be analyzed by this eye.
However, there is an unmistakable immense power.
In all likelihood, it was a divine object imbued with the power of a god who controls space.
