Chapter 801 – The Observatory That Shapes the Stars (3)
─Charrrr.
Fran spun the golem core knife behind his head like a halo.
The neatly rotating knives were amplified with the rune of ᚨ (Ansuz) engraved on each one. The experience of dealing with the giant golem supported Fran’s imagination and mana management.
“Push!”
Odelia cried as she cut off her body.
The missing alter ego would not be the main body or an existence with the same consciousness as the main body. If that was possible, there was no way that the main body had come directly to this Kanesh.
The main body remains in a safe place like a workshop and sends only the alter ego as if it were a servant.
If that was possible, this fight itself would be meaningless. Even if it’s a power, it’s too powerful. Based on her own authority, Odelia read that it couldn’t be.
“There is only one command tower! If you chase down the three who escaped after destroying their alter egos and kill them—”
“No.”
“… What?!”
Frank denied her opinion without hesitation.
This kind of experience is much better for Fran, who has traveled all over the world and met all kinds of monsters than Odelia, who only guarded her borders.
‘There is no such thing as immortality.’
His thoughts from Ernst’s intoxicating rants and his experiences so far.
The hint to the answer is hidden there.
Just when Nord thought he had defeated Yerna, Yerna’s main body sprang from her hidden chamber and blackmailed Nord with Fran hostage.
There was also a time when a warlock who was convinced that Nord, and no one else, was dead was resurrected and targeted Lalilura. Although different from each other, there is a common denominator in that ‘the person who was thought to be dead has been resurrected’.
The loss of the body is meaningless to the transcendentalists.
How can a wound healed with a man-made elixir compare to the annihilation of the soul?
The criterion for judging the death of beings who are equivalent to gods is the extinction of the soul.
Even monsters that don’t die when their heads are cut die when their souls are crushed. Even the gods of the Age of Gods were like that.
Then, did Ernst’s soul perish? It wasn’t. When he was obviously careless, he dealt a fatal wound with the combination of the [Decapitation Sword], But he calmly revived.
‘Perhaps it’s an illusion to say that he was revived.’
Didn’t die. The soul was fine from the start.
“… An alter ego is not a power.”
Fran opened her eyes and shouted her answer.
“I won’t use ‘overuse of authority’ in an area that strengthens the consumption of authority!”
An alter ego is not Ernst’s authority.
Isn’t it Ernst who even created magic to interfere with other people’s powers? Isn’t there a law that says you can’t make an alter ego with the same performance as the main body?
“The first attack definitely worked! But then it showed up in a completely different place!”
Why is an alter ego an alter ego? Because it is not a body.
Then, what is the criterion for distinguishing the main body from the alter ego?
“Soul!”
Fran exclaimed.
“The power to transfer one’s soul to another place!”
The moment I shouted, an illusion passed by like a daydream.
The back of an old dwarf turning over a book. A magical seeker who relies on dim candlelight and whose eyes are shining like starlight in a face that is losing its vitality.
He overcame his lack of talent with obsession and madness.
However, he still hated his ‘incompetent self’.
He yearned for a better himself and fantasized about being a perfect genius. And because it was the power of magic that made that fantasy come true, he became a genius as he wished.
Even after becoming a Transcendentalist, he abandoned his body, which still lacked mana, and created a body most suitable for a wizard. It was reincarnated into the body of a duplicate body.
“Answer! Look, you can do it!”
Ernst bursts into madness. Fran pierced the core of his power.
【Hongjeo-chwijeongryun】. The power to transfer souls.
Because it is a power that only affects oneself, there is little burden, and it is no problem to fire it multiple times in the field where the power consumption of the authority doubles.
As I have repeatedly said, the essence of magic is creativity.
Ernst, the archmage, even combines authority with magical techniques.
“But what I want to see is not reasoning ability!”
Ernst shouted while making dozens of blazing fireballs.
“I love the moment when the rough stone removes impurities and advances to gold! The moment when soil becomes metal! I want to see the pinnacle of art that inspires me!”
Blocking all the women who were on the offensive, Ernst fired magic at Fran.
Ernst’s magic bombardment for two.
One shot was enough to make Fran’s body scatter. Fran clenched his fists in his goosebumps, feeling the form of impending death on his skin.
“
Make a golem The most suitable form for battle was conceived with creativity.
The best thing is the arm. A hand that can save a dwarf’s dexterity. Didn’t Ernst also use magic by taking out only his arm when he took out part of his alter ego?
─Kwadeuk!!
Two large golem arms appeared behind Fran.
The white arm was only one meter long, and it held a hammer and shield in its hand. Frank covered the front of her body with a shield almost as thick as a castle wall. Fireballs rained down and pierced.
The rock, stronger than Mithril, could not withstand the exploding fireballs and tore apart.
“Can you hold on?! Right!!”
The new form of 〈The White Clay Doll〉 Met Ernst’s expectations. As soon as it was torn apart, other mud filled up in the hollow, filling in the cracks and making up for it.
A shield that regenerates the golem’s immortality.
“If the shield is broken, it’s enough to replenish it with the surplus mana! Imitation of my shield! As a pioneer, I am proud of this!”
“The essence of art is imitation! Because the first art started by imitating nature!”
“That comment is good! I will write it in my autobiography!”
– Wow!! Ernst, who clapped his hands, shouted while burning with Veronica’s heat rays.
“But without originality, it is only third-rate!”
Don’t defend Entrusting all the defense to the shield and the speed of the clone formation, the six Ernsts scattered the heavens and the earth with a bombardment of magic equivalent to the great magic in two seconds.
Blades of light flew and aimed at everyone.
Odelia and Nefertiti defended themselves on all sides with their devastating martial arts, and Veronica avoided them with her loaded
And what about francs?
Fran’s body and martial arts are not yet as good as those of them. She made no attempt to dodge, but instinctively smoked the mud further down the soles of her own shoes.
Hard and fluid mud that keeps your feet from sinking.
─Wedge!!
The mud beneath her feet pushed like a moving walkway, accelerating her speed and gait.
Frank evaded her attack by breaking through her encirclement with his shield. As she did, she swung her hammer and shredded her minute body, which was defenseless on her course, into her mash.
The recoil also broke the head of her hammer and it fell to the floor, but it was quickly replenished.
“Funny! It’s not even flight magic, it’s just that you moved the ground within the range of footsteps!”
“It’s amazing when you see it for the first time!”
Fran ran even further on her scaffolding.
It was an application that reinterpreted her apparatus seen while playing with Nord in Shade’s dream.
The true value of 〈White Clay Doll〉, In which this material formation transforms its shape, texture, and strength.
The amplification effect of the rune engraving overcomes even the limitations of form, and the magic that replaces the experience of life with power.
You can embrace your enemies affectionately or turn them into porridge.
Of course it has to be. A woman’s love and anger are two sides.
There is nothing more to be feared than the wrath of the gentle Mother Goddess, and her mother’s strength comes from motherhood and love. It has been so in all history and mythology.
A power born from the essence of Francesca Eitrinen.
“Did it change like this just because of the fear of deficiency!”
Ernst restored his shrunken body.
Even in the eyes of the master class, it is difficult to keep up with the processing ability expected.
There is even Odelia of the same rank. The attack of the sewers was clearly visible, but the moment was coming when even the hands and feet that had increased six times couldn’t stop it.
Then, shall we raise the odds by clearing out the weak first?
Sounds like it won’t. That’s never going to happen Ernst twisted his lips.
A person who is afraid of flame cannot be a dwarf.
If you wanted to live a miserable life with your sloppy talent, you would have died a hundred more times before you reached here.
The burn obtained by striking iron is a craftsman’s medal. Even if, at the end of that arrogance, he gets covered in molten iron and dies, if the pursuit of aesthetics is a catastrophe, that would be an ending.
“It is expected! When will you see again the nature of your lack! When the hope that filled the emptiness was taken away! When you become aware of the lack that has deepened as much as it has been filled for a while, you will be reborn as a true dwarf!!”
“You said you weren’t interested!!”
This time, in a fit of rage, her franc swung the core knife she was holding in her hand.
Ernst’s discernment anticipated Frank’s intentions. I expected it, but I couldn’t react in an instant.
“Because I know how to see people.”
It was because Odelia, who had read Frank’s intentions in the same way, prepared for her injury and poured out her onslaught, concentrating all of Ernst’s consciousness on avoidance and survival.
Odelia burst into laughter as she recalled the words she had given her in their first meeting.
“Did I tell you? You have talent.”
Fran raised mana.
Nine pairs of arms protruded from the soil that spread like a puddle. The shape of the armor was beautiful to look at, and the speed of the sword was as fast as that beauty.
─Quad Deuk!! The six Ernsts were hung like criminals who had been skewered.
“Cheuk… ! Haha!!”
As the sword that pierced his stomach deformed and restrained his body, Ernst laughed as his blood gushed out.
Up to 9 clones. If you don’t kill it, you can’t take out more. If six people are arrested, even for a moment, it is impossible to take out the alter ego and transfer the soul.
However, the true value of [Hongzhu Fulfillment] Is still there.
“Thank you so much for being such a wonderful inspiration.”
Ernst wanted to create a new magic right now with the inspiration he felt from the magic of Fran. It was when mana overflowed to self-destruct the clones.
“Do you think I will look at it?”
The dimension-slicing swordsmanship cut through the landscape.
Won Odelia realized it only after being convinced.
The appearance of the cut landscape is different from the previous one. Franc and Veronica were where she was about to swing her sword. At this rate, instead of Ernst, he would cut down his allies.
“… Damn!!”
Realizing what had been done, she stopped her sword.
It was a reckless emergency braking. The consumption of stamina increased and the burden on the arms was enormous. She pressed her throbbing arm and turned her body 90 degrees.
‘I changed my point of view with minimal
Turn Odelia’s torso so that her sword points toward her ally.
As a master class equal to her master class Odelia, Ernst used a surprise attack that would never work again at the best moment.
Odelia, who noticed even in the middle of it and stopped her sword, could say that she showed insufficient judgment even with a hundred compliments. It was also thanks to her power control that she was not ashamed of the name after the Emperor of the Thousand Swords.
However, she herself was not happy at all.
“The power to transfer souls is a convenient power.”
Because the Ernsts who had self-destructed were gathering together.
The procrastinating flesh protected itself with a shield and said.
“To a transcendental being like me, the body is just a vessel, but it is not meaningless. Even a genius should work hard and know how to paint a brush. The mana and nervous system are different, but if you treat them the same, they will be used.”
The flesh was crushed and changed like a child playing with clay, becoming an old man.
It’s Ernst. It was as if he had grown old for 50 years in this short period of time, and his body was much weaker than when he was in middle age.
However, physical strength is not important.
There were over 100 hands floating around him holding canes.
“I use my dexterity to the limit. If there is a shortage of workers, it is solved by increasing the number of ‘hands’. Good one It’s better suited for a group battle than [Gujuuin] Facing one strong person.”
Ernst laughed, speaking innocently even with his old vocal cords.
─Pasasak. Part of his hand collapsed as if disturbed by that laugh.
He clicked his tongue as he watched the soul-imbued hand collapse.
“… Research is still needed. Let’s finish it quickly.”
“Who is to say?”
Odelia jumped in front of her franc, shooting.
Her wives in Nord stood in the form of guarding the party, she asked softly.
“… Francesca. Can you just do that again?”
“Yeah.”
Fran answered while wiping away sweat.
Odelia also has a lot of stamina. She should be able to use the verse three or four times. Wouldn’t it mean nothing if it just doesn’t match?
The 32 shields should have already been hit with space defense.
“I’ll try my best for the shield.”
Fran grabbed the [Skipper Sword] She had been saving. Veronica glanced at the sword.
“Sorry for hitting the candle, but are you sure that the old man is the real person?”
“Yes. It has a soul in it. Are you sure.”
Nefertiti also said, hiding her injured part.
For the same reasons as mentioned earlier, the soul cannot be transferred to other alter egos who are not here. She had only one soul, and after hearing Fran’s explanation, she could clearly see Ernst’s soul.
It’s the end if you destroy the soul in that old man’s body.
“Operation time is over? It’s a bit difficult to gather in one place.”
Ernst crossed his legs and laughed.
“No more, no less, I want to keep Francesca alive.”
“Try. If you can afford it.”
Odelia lowered her sword to the ground and charged.
As if that had triggered her, so did her francs. [Sword of Exfoliation] In her hand in a throwing stance. Her flying magic was blocked by her shield and her allies.
A [Decapsulation Sword] That rotates and flies like a top.
Ernst was unaware of its effects. He read about trying to break the shield, but he didn’t know the principle. So rather than trying to block it, I evaded it with flying magic.
“I thought you would.”
Veronica, who had been waiting for that, activated her magic.
She
The only ones Ernst is paying attention to are Fran and Odelia! Veronica’s
“You should have blown Odelia away with that.”
─Tup!! Ernst, holding on to the 【Decapsulation Sword】, sighed as if it was a waste.
One of her floating hands snatched up the 【Decapitation Sword】.
“Your arms are nice.”
99 arms memorized magic.
A carpet bombing that destroys the maze of space and devastates everyone, including Odelia. It was the greatest amount of magic baptism ever, infused with the remaining mana sparingly.
“Haap!!”
I had no choice. After splitting the dimension with the climax, Odelia erased the bombardment.
Right after erasing it, the remaining 40 shots poured out.
I know it will be blocked, so why shoot at once? Attacks rained down on Odelia as she escaped the space where the dimension was being restored. Everyone intercepted the bombardment.
‘… Ah.’
Except for francs.
She notices that she herself has increased her sensing powers to their maximum in an effort to help her defend herself.
She felt her own mana. Directly below Ernst, whose senses had become dull, as if he had not yet adjusted to his new body. A place overflowing with magic and hard to feel mana.
There was the head of the hammer that had been broken earlier.
“… With that one!”
─Mulkyong. Fran drew up all her remaining mana.
The severed hammer head melted like mercury.
The hammer’s head landed right below Ernst, who was flying in the sky.
The head of the hammer, which had not yet collapsed, contained mana. Fran whipped the head of her hammer and in an instant swelled the amount of metal.
That judgment slightly exceeded Ernst’s ability to detect and discern.
‘The strongest attack I can think of.’
What came to mind was the window. The arm holding the spear
The spear of a man who sweated with his dependable arms and dutifully trained every day.
The back of a guy who pretends to be lazy and lazy but is more sincere than anyone else. From the window of the mansion, in the middle of the battleground, and in the ghost city where she achieved revenge, her beloved husband’s spearmanship.
There was no need to rack my brains to come up with a shape. Even when I close my eyes, I remember it.
Even the touch is clear. There is nothing that can’t be imitated.
──[Gerture] The first poomsae of the attack aircraft.
The fastest rapid stab.
With the arm of a golem, he spreads the season that he would not be able to learn with a body without talent.
Fran’s rune mana was rooted in the soil and made nine pairs of forearms. The tip of the rock spear, comparable to that of Orihalcon, contained vaguely destructive mana.
“Come?”
Feeling the mana, Nefertiti opened his eyes wide, and spears pierced Ernst’s shield from below. A rock spear wrapped in aura. Complex properties of soil and physics.
─Kwaching!!!
The shield blocking the spatial properties was fragile and shattered.
“Yes… !! Only then will you have dwarf lineage!!”
Ernst, who allowed effective hits, made his face shine like a child who saw the brilliance of a raw stone.
There are only 6 shields left. Odelia rushed. Ernst thought that she would be able to stop it at least once. Until she cuts through space with her sword.
Terminus Elementorum
A dying bonfire.
An ordinary slash. It was the upper level strike that Odelia first learned.
“Turn it off… !!”
The sword he swung while being hit with magic with his bare body broke all 13 remaining shields. After Odelia collapsed, Veronica instantly activated her magic.
I pulled out Frank’s shield and threw it with gravity magic.
Ernst’s remaining shield is 0. Less than 10 magics were loaded.
The thrown shield offset the magic and flew away. Ernst smirked and poured all the magic he could cast at this moment. The shield shattered and exploded.
And, from the shadow of the shield, Nefertiti leaped.
“… Well, I guess.”
After pouring all the magic she had set on Odelia, she relied only on the already broken shield to protect her body. It’s a sin to care less about defense just because you grabbed the 【Decapsulation Sword】.
Still, if she hadn’t been on the offensive, she would have run out of mana.
The archmage’s mana isn’t infinite either. The alter ego was used to extend his hand. That’s it.
No regrets. If you stick to your will, you thought that the day you would be broken would come, so that was just today. He muttered as he watched the whip fly into his chest.
An artist with a crazy idea. Be whipped to death
“It’s a cliché.”
─Pung!!
The 《Desert Serpent》 pierced his chest like a thunderbolt, pulverizing the soul that was dormant inside it. With the disappearance of his alter ego, Ernst’s consciousness was completely extinguished.
In that instant of falling from a height of less than 10 meters, the corpse collapsed, turning into a handful of dirt, as if it had met all of the years that had been postponed until today.
─Sarak.
Sato, once a great mage, was scattered across the burning streets.
