Chapter 800 – The Observatory That Shapes the Stars (2)
Odelia and Ernst’s bad relationship is long.
A nogae who seeks the truth of the world and the magic that twists it. A feudal lord who guards the border. They couldn’t get along just by looking at their positions, and they actually fought over and over again.
To state the truth, Odelia pursued and Ernst avoided.
From Ernst’s point of view, who was neither a warlock nor anything, there was nothing to be gained by killing that intrusive swordsman, and Odelia could not pursue him as she had gone far beyond the border.
If you don’t aim for a time when 100% killing is possible, you might deal a devastating blow to the estate in retaliation. The difference in position even influenced the outcome of the fight.
“But it’s different here!”
Odelia fiercely swung the rapier that was made of orichalcon and did not bend.
The aura embedded in the sword strengthens her swordsmanship, which cuts Mithril with tree branches. It was the performance of the sword that had been invested in the latest technology by analyzing the artifacts.
“A different world surrounded by dimensional walls! If you want to jump over here and escape to a place where my sword can’t reach, you’ll have to memorize a spell for at least 10 seconds!”
10 seconds. Time to activate the great magic to escape the dimensional wall that is stronger than space.
For a swordsman like Odelia, she could turn a defenseless wizard into minced meat.
“What a relaxing time! I can just escape leisurely while looking at your corpse!”
Ernst, with his arms in full bloom, scattered various types of magic.
There were many types, but all were fatal high-level magic. The level of magic that the Mithril class devoted their energy to was poured out like a carpet bombing.
The reason Veronica noticed the barrier continued the conversation was to call her allies.
It’s such a wide barrier. If it was a strong person, he would have felt the activation.
Of course, even if they noticed the location, there is no way for ordinary people to cross the maze of that space. It was only natural that he would arrive late after wandering around.
But Nord, Tyrsi, and Odelia are the ones who can jump over the maze and come!
Ernst’s barrier was like lighting a beacon that called them.
It was a pity that the arrival was not familiar, but there was nothing to complain about in terms of strength.
“I got tired of watching your magic bombardments!!”
Facing the pouring high level magic, Odelia gripped her sword tightly.
Terminus Elementorum
Season
─ Gap!!!
The supreme swordsmanship that cut through dimensions unfolded. The enormous magical bombardment, which was enough to turn the city into a mess, was sucked into the cross-cutting space and dissipated.
But when the attack ended in a pointless waste of mana, Ernst smiled.
“It’s the same with me who got tired of technology, stupid swordsman.”
“… Town!”
The air in my lungs went all the way out. Odelia was confused by the familiar sensation.
It was the feeling of fatigue when I swung the sword.
Stamina decreased. The power consumption was twice as much as expected.
The authority was the manifestation of a presence that twisted the laws of the world with one’s own ego. It consumes little mana, but many powers deplete stamina.
“A sword that cuts through dimensions. It’s commendable that you’ve gained strength comparable to the ultimate in magic through sweaty knife play. But a mage’s ability lies in creativity, not skill.”
No matter what enemy Odelia encounters, she has no choice but to deal with it with the same swordsmanship.
But what about Ernst? He is not The name of the Archmage is not Huh Myung, and the founder of the Wizard Guild was the wizard who created the most magic in the world.
“… Magic that depletes one’s stamina.”
Nefertiti murmured.
Fitness management is the foundation of a warrior. It’s because you can’t fight if your stamina is gone.
It wouldn’t be different from a wizard, but physical strength management wasn’t as important as a warrior. It wouldn’t be too much of a burden to memorize magic if you didn’t have enough stamina.
However, Nefertiti, who continued to attack, did not seem to have less physical strength than usual.
So it was. Veronica unfurls her shield and prompts analysis into her own brain.
Barrier? If it was extensive magic, even Nefertiti and Frank had to be exhausted. The feeling is a little different. Curses and debuff magic were also wrong. Odelia wasn’t even fit for magic.
Looking at the magic he used and his personality, Ernst preferred defensive magic.
The barrier may be a barrier, but it must have been a very special magic aimed at Odelia.
‘Stamina, authority… Then.’
Veronica confirmed that the composition of the barrier had changed and came to a conclusion.
“Marqueeback! Power! It is a barrier that increases the consumption of power!”
“Power? Chit!”
There was no room for tidying up her words, so a familiar tone came out, but Odelia didn’t like it. She had heard the news about the appearance of that bicorn god.
“Not at a disadvantage! Isn’t that person also within the range of magic! The conditions are the same!”
The penalty for making it difficult to use authority is the same for enemies.
Even though the value of physical strength was different between a mage and a warrior, Ernst would not be an exception to the limit on the number of uses of the power.
Is it because you thought so?
“Haha. Are the conditions the same? Who and who?”
The moment Ernst multiplied to nine in an instant, Veronica was devastated.
9 Dwarves opened a magic circle and flew up. The pressure felt from them was on the same level as the main body. It was not an ordinary alter ego.
“… Huh. Was it at least the authority to create an alter ego? Not very great.”
Veronica, hiding her surprise, laughed heartily.
“Nara is a blessing for mankind that the number of geniuses is increasing. Where else can you find such great power?”
The nine Ernsts giggled like one body.
The arms that bloomed from Ernst’s body disappeared. Those arms were diverted from the clone body’s arms. I can’t use it now that I gave the body to the clone.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen your authority! It looks like you’re cornered!”
Ignoring the strange change, Odelia attacked.
If you share a shield with your alter ego, wouldn’t the main body’s defense weaken by the amount you shared? If the alter ego was bare, it would be enough to tear it apart. Why hesitate?
But while thinking so, she also noticed.
There’s no way that it’s the only power that’s worth it.
─Flash!
Stepping on her wind and running through the air, when she swung her sword, nine Ernsts created magic at the same time. Since the number of arms is the same, the number of magic is also the same as before.
‘The season consumes a lot of stamina.’
Like a flying squirrel, Ernst, who slashed the magic and evaded it, hit an ordinary swordsman attacker with one of his clones. It was an ordinary swordsmanship, but it was a master class swordsmanship.
─Chaeeng!!
Odelia’s sword was blocked by the shield protecting her alter ego.
It was Ernst’s defense shield, 【Isolated on all sides, 32 sides】.
‘All 32 chapters to your alter ego?!’
It was all spread out as a shield to block physical attacks. It would be an arrogant idea for even Odelia to try to destroy that in an instant.
However, including that, this judgment was Ernst’s failure.
“You got the plan wrong, Eitrissen!!”
Growling Odelia used the refrain.
The amount of magic that can be activated at the same time is the same as before using the authority.
‘I turned the shield on my alter ego. The body’s defense is either empty or weaker than usual!’
Ernst could have moved that shield towards the body in 0.1 seconds.
However, there is no time to change the properties of the shield.
No, Odelia wouldn’t give me time for that.
Terminus Elementorum
Season
A sword that shines like a beam of light. There is no limit to the consecutive activations of her deadly sword.
As much as it was the power obtained after realizing the essence of swordsmanship, it was free to add or subtract. Even with a lightly swinging swing like training, he was able to cut through the dimensions as much as he could.
“Oh, damn it. Acceleration is faster than expected… !”
Ernst, who had never expected to unleash such a skill without time lag, was horrified. The sword of the Empress of the Heavenly Sword engraved a cross on the scenery.
─Break!!
As expected by Odelia, 4 of the 9 Ernsts were caught in the dimensional sever she unleashed like lightning from her. The four of them were undoubtedly including the main body.
-Stand up.
The remaining five stopped as if they had become stone statues.
After stopping, the magic bombardment was poured over and over again. This time it was Odelia’s turn to surprise.
“The body didn’t die from what you’re doing now?!”
“Are you curious? Congratulation. Curiosity is the driving force of study.”
The clone smiled and said.
She couldn’t avoid it because it was right after using a strong technique. As Odelia, who had become defenseless, exposed her body to her oblique line, a large earthen wall rose in front of her.
“GOGOGOGOGO──!!”
─Ferberfung!!!
The golem’s head, protruding from her hammer, which Frann snapped down, was hit with magic and exploded.
Earth’s mana makes metal stronger.
With the increased amount of mana added to the synergy of rune magic,
“Avoid! It will break soon!”
“I live! Put it on the ledger now!”
Soothing her startled heart with her jokes, Odelia threw her body before her golem was completely crushed. Rather than attacking further, Ernst looked at her golem and frowned at her.
“What? This crude molding.”
—Kujajak!
Ernst, who had crushed the
“Is that all your creativity is?”
Fran, who was only looking for the moment to retrieve the [Decapsulation Sword], Trembled. Ernst frowned even more, as if he was contemptuous of such a sight.
“If you make it in a hurry, it has no look, and it has no aesthetics. It’s ugly and dirty.”
“It’s a waste of the artisan’s blood that flows even half.”
The blades of verbal abuse, uttered by several people in the same voice, were no sharper than the actual blades.
Fran didn’t care because it was absurd to feel unfair or sad about being criticized by an enemy. She knew full well that she was half a penny.
“He is not from a great background, and he has no natural talent. You are the most inferior in this position.”
However, the continued words were deeply embedded in Frank, who was concentrating his consciousness on the battle.
“Are you aware of that too? A gap that cannot be caught up even if you try hard to catch up. Someone close to me who is far ahead of me. An inferior me compared to them.”
“Talent is insignificant and there is no pedigree to promote. Even the things you cherish and cherish become garbage if the results are low. Only because of your own incompetence, the ‘spark’ you cherished fades.”
Ernst said, showing sympathy before he knew it.
His eyes seemed to overlap his past with Fran.
“… It’s not wrong.”
Frank, who had been keeping his mouth shut, answered firmly.
“I am less than the rest of my family. That’s something I’ve known since long ago.”
It’s a fact I’ve been thinking about for a long time.
From when Nord was badly wounded by the Troll King at the ruins of Huldfolk, and on.
“So what did you do? Compared to his unsightly skills, he has a lot of mana. Did the family members share what they had? I guess you often got caught up in my ankles because you weren’t enough?”
“To raise you without abandoning you, who have no talent, you are a wonderful family member.”
“Don’t make fun of your mouth if you don’t even know!!”
Veronica, who had built up a bloodline, spewed sparks.
The heat ray that condensed mana pierced one part of her body and burned it.
However, Ernst, who had been reduced to four, more than doubled again and increased to nine.
“Let’s see how long it will grow!”
“Are you working on a married woman? It’s pathetic.”
─Zeuong!! [32 base isolation in all directions] Split and shook.
“Do you know how to overcome the limits of your talent?”
Odelia and Nefertiti attacked again wielding their weapons, but Ernst continued to engage in conversation with Frank, except for the clones who were defending themselves.
Ernst glared at his franc, eyes burning black.
“It is a deficiency. There is only deficiency.”
“An obsession that is honest enough to look like madness. The lack that drives it.”
“That makes us dwarves stronger. Born from the corpse of a giant, we are the ones who didn’t have it. We are a race that was born without parents and longed for the starlight, greedy more than anything for what we did not have.”
Dwarves prospered most during the age of the gods, when the gods were alive.
When they were an unrecognized race, dwarves were a race that longed for the starlight and created objects that shocked even the gods to prove themselves on earth.
“We dwarves are most honored when our deficiencies are not filled.”
Just as Fran shows his abilities beyond his ability when he tries to keep a happy family. Just as Kiara became stronger by pursuing the romance of humanity.
Just as Ernst eagerly learned magic to fill his lack of talent.
The most deficient dwarves become the strongest.
Iron gets harder the more you strike it.
“Modern dwarves are weak. There are no elves laughing at me for being unsightly, and I was flattered by humans for my dexterity and became lazy.”
“The spirit of art is a flower that blooms through hunger. The most artistic race should be the most hungry. I will only rot the quality I have by being complacent like you.”
That’s what he was talking about over and over again.
Ernst is a seeker seeking a new deficiency and seeking another dimension.
In Ernst’s eyes, Fran had qualities no less than his own.
‘You have no talent? It’s not even funny.’
A dwarf’s talent is the depth of its deficiency. Is the concentration of the impulse.
To make up for his deficiency, Fran had the quality to rescue even the dead from the underworld. The feeling that those qualities have rusted away with trivial happiness.
If you change your perception, there may be no one as talented as Fran in this place.
Ernst was convinced, as if he had found a jewel in a muddy field. He acted because he was sure.
“So, I will give you a deficiency as well.”
It was also a dwarven instinct to not be able to overlook a rare gemstone.
─Chuck! Ernst’s magic tore the space apart.
“There is no point in running away!”
Odelia, who launched an attack, cut the alter ego trying to escape the maze of space.
Even if the alter egos are scattered, they cannot easily cross the dimensional wall.
Even if he ran away, he was going to chase after him and kill him. Isn’t it a master class wizard who has built up a grudge relationship like this. It would be a catastrophe if he even missed it.
“Run away? I? It’s been this year and that year since before, and they don’t understand me properly.”
The alter ego, broken in two at the waist, fell and sighed.
The spirit of art is a way of thinking that heats up quickly and cools down quickly in line with inspiration.
Ernst seemed to have lost interest in Odelia before he knew it. His interest was directed only to the ore whose value was dwindling day by day.
“Francesca. It’s the same genealogy of Eitri as me.”
─Flash!
While his alter ego threw his body to block the attack of Odelia and others, the three Ernsts who tore through the space emitted light and disappeared.
The clones used
“I sent my alter egos to kill your family right now.”
Something to distinguish who is who.
Aside from the rivals who seemed to be children of the stars, the knights, and Chong Hye-shin’s fanatics, they were all her family or people of comparable quality.
“The way to stop it is simple. Can you kill me before the clones kill my family or not?”
Ernst felt his chest rise as he analyzed the core of this Kanesh.
“If you don’t like it, stop it. Use your creativity and just make that doll stronger!”
The key to magic is combining techniques. That is, creativity.
So, the wizard guild’s magic system he classified saved the versatility of the spells, and in return, the output of one magic was limited to make it easier to combine the spells.
However, Fran’s magic was not like that.
Ernst noticed it through the eyes of the master class. Since the original was Narmer-Nile’s magic, his eyes could be said to be accurate.
The
An analogy is a screw and a stick. Different from the place of use.
The limit is only in imagination and mana.
And as long as Mana has consumed the heart of Tona Shuil Lukatl, she has almost no shortage.
Wooshin’s blood relatives and dwarves are on good terms. The existence of Kiara and the history of the birth of the world prove this. Franc showed the greatest increase in mana after eating the heart.
There is potential. It was not a coincidence that he briefly defended against Ernst’s magic.
“Now, try it! It’s hard to feel the lack until you bring solid evidence by chance——”
─Puck!
A small sword stuck between Ernst’s forehead.
It was the most poisonous artifact weapon for a wizard who only hides inside the shield, the [Decapsulation Sword].
“Kreak… “
The instant death clone bit the blood bubble.
I made a golem’s arm where the 【Swords of Exfoliation】 landed, quickly passed the sharp blade like a triangular pass, and threw it at one of Ernst.
The clone body, which was protected by the 【Balbang 32 Side Isolation】, died instantly. It is an effective weapon against the enemy. Before being taken away, Nefertiti was whipped and thrown to Fran.
Fang r r r r— Chuck.
Fran snatches the flying Sotaedo while spinning.
She turned her cold eyes toward the archmage who seemed undying even if killed.
“That deficiency, I don’t intend to go through for the rest of my life.”
Fran’s soul seemed to swell and grow cold.
Like the process of cooling and polishing refined metal.
