Chapter 876 – Memorize (2)
“… Henir, this damn bastard is for real!!”
When he realized who the prayers were praising, the blood drained from Loki’s expression.
– Creepy. Chills like a cold awl stuck in the spine.
A shudder of her ideals overtook her as she confronted her astral offspring alone with her dying body.
The sensation of stopping the flow of blood from her hands and feet clearly evoked long-forgotten emotions in the primordial goddess.
That feeling was unmistakably fear.
“Nord!!!!!!”
“I know even if you don’t say anything!”
Without even being instructed, he realized the answer. Nord aimed at his fallen arm like throwing a spear. It was because he noticed that the spell wasn’t canceled by killing the caster.
Plomberg, who had chanted the same incantation again, roared.
【──ᛁᚨ!! ᛁᚨ!! ᚲᚦᚢᚷᚺᚨ!! Kepumrenir!! Block it!!]
Pooh-!! A wave of water rose from the swamp like a tidal wave.
Nord ignored it. [Gertur]’S attack aircraft, the 3rd Poomsae. The thunderbolt thrown in a javelin stance penetrated the transcendence monster’s body and stuck in the severed arm of the god.
The hand was vaporized by the lightning strike, and only fragments of firewood remained, evaporating the swamp and burning it.
Oh oh oh oh —-!!!!
But the firewood did not perish.
“… What a fuck?!”
Despite the thunderbolt that embodies the power of the gods, the fragments withstood the heat. It was as if any scorching heat was meaningless in front of that firewood.
─It’s a joke.
Dead souls and flesh and blood gather in the swamp.
The power of the slime that preyed on the castaways and monsters without even moving from the swamp. It was the authority of Slime Kepumrenir, the lord of the swamp that was annihilated by lightning.
Controlled by Plomberg, the slime fulfilled its role even while dying.
Ride ride ride ride… !!!!
Fragments of twigs burning red as if trying to force a fire on an extinguished log fire.
The color that seemed to have been seen somewhere reminded Nord.
The sacred ground of bicorns, the lava field that turned Garden Island into a tropical climate unsuitable for its latitude.
That the source of that heat was a fragment of a certain branch that had not cooled down even though it was broken in the Age of Gods.
The name of the being who wielded the branch on the day the end of the gods came.
【ᛈᚺ: ᛝᛚᚢᛁ: ᛗᚷᛚᚹ: ᚾᚨᚠᚺ: ᚲᚦᚢᚷᚺᚨ: ᚷᚺᚨ: ᚷᚺᚨ-ᚷᚺᚨᚨ: ᚾᚨᚠ: ᛚᚦᚨᚷᚾ: ᛁᚨ !! ᛁᚨ!! ᚲᚦᚢᚷᚺᚨ!!】
─Quad Deuk!!
The golem’s greatsword and whip slashed the body of Plomberg, who had memorized the third spell, and broke it.
The god’s torso is torn apart, and the wind he summons fades.
However, there was no one who did not know that the silence was the silence before the storm.
It had to be.
“The sky… !”
The sun in the middle of the sky is nowhere to be found, and the starry sky is full of stars without even the moon.
And, there is one star that shines lonely as if hanging from the end of the branches of the trees.
“… There shouldn’t have been a constellation in that location.”
It was when Veronica was perplexed by the appearance of a star she had never seen.
The star, which looked like red eyes, instantly swelled up as if mocking the shallow intellect of the human concept of perspective.
The ground heated up like asphalt in midsummer, and cold sweat broke out from the suddenly opened pores.
The moisture that escaped quickly evaporated, leaving a pure white salty layer. It seems that the heat higher than that of the desert made the dough trapped in the oven.
“Same, even among the gods. There is a power gap.”
Plomberg, whose torso and neck were left, whispered as if dying.
“It is the second coming of an old ruler who was said to be comparable to foreign media. Even though it’s just a piece of a dead soul, my life is cheap… Value… ?”
He was so confused that he gradually lost his words.
The star Fomalhaut was watching him.
… Patter.
The green bushes withered and dropped their leaves.
“Fire, fire, fire, fire… A giant of flame, a giant… !”
Facing the starlight’s gaze, Plomberg trembled like an aspen tree.
Even though he was the one he had summoned, Plomberg’s mind couldn’t stand the fear. Dying like the trees, he grew old in the twinkling of an eye.
【■■■■■■■■■──!!!!!!!】
All the hair fell out, from his eyebrows down to his hair. His terrified face wrinkled as if from an axe. He fluttered as if he wanted to crush his eyes, but his arms were all cut off.
“… What did you do.”
Nefertiti grabbed the dried-up god by the neck and asked.
“What did you call? Answer me!!”
“Oh, oh, oh oh oh!!! Come!! The king of all flame spirits! The black one of calamity is descending!!”
Nefertiti narrowed his eyes at the answer that wasn’t taken back properly.
Typical of a madman gone mad. It was a symptom she was familiar with, having fought warlocks for a long time, but she had no way to hear her answer.
However, the result does not change anyway.
If, by any chance, it was that existence that was summoned ‘in life’, Plomberg might have killed himself in fear by the time he finished memorizing the spell.
No matter how he survived with a noble spirit, that noble spirit does not give him the strength not to die in a scorching fire.
Seeing the falling star, Loki whispered in despair.
“… Surt.”
The stars fall. With a flame more ruthless than hell.
A shooting star that answered the dying moth’s wish.
However, those who wished upon the stars had to survive the heat first.
***
Surt.
Germanic mythology, that is to say, a being from the Norse Germanic mythology I know.
The leader of the flame giants and himself a giant made of flame, Surt was said to destroy the world by burning it on the day Ragnarok came.
A flame giant wielding a flaming bough named Levatein.
It is the incarnation of destruction in which the destruction of the gods is embodied.
And in the real history of this world, the frost giants and jotuns meant the monsters that the sleepless giant gave birth to.
In other words, is Surt also one of the old rulers like the ‘lord of the deep sea’?
If the first Jotun I heard about the other day is a fucking dangerous being called ‘Foreign God’, then the ‘Lord of the Deep Sea’ and Surt are Tier 1 monsters comparable to the first Jotun.
It is a world where humans reach the level of gods, and sometimes there are gods worse than humans.
There must be a god who surpasses the gods, rivaling the foreign gods even though he is the old ruler.
As an analogy, the old rulers version of Thor.
Even though they were born later and lacking than foreign gods and primordial gods—the main gods—they were dog gangsters with as much strength as Tier 1 gods.
That’s why, you know quite a bit. They’re 4-stars, but they’re stronger than 5-stars. That’s it.
‘But why the fuck, that Tal 4-star shooting star fell on my head!!!’
No matter how much I was, I couldn’t feel the pressure of the falling star and be peaceful.
You know that’s just the remains of Surt after he died, but what was that? I may not die, but the other party who lost the buff will never be able to survive.
The star grows rapidly, and a heat wave rushes in.
I clenched my teeth, convinced that the motherly exploded star had no intention of stopping.
There are many questions that come to mind, but they are all in the background for now.
Surt’s flames were no joke. The heat rushing in from far away seemed to evaporate the moisture in my eyeballs, but if we were hit head-on, our whole family would evaporate as they were.
‘There is only one way to survive.’
Just now, I had to open up a new horizon of the power I realized from the phenomenon where time seemed to slow down.
“Ceeeee!!!!”
I strained my brain cells and squeezed my concentration.
Flow… The colors of the world faded and slowed down. Even in such a slowed down world, only my consciousness moved and thought at the same speed as usual.
‘… Do!’
I overheated the cob as I watched the attacking flames slow down little by little.
At that moment, what comes to mind like a kaleidoscope is some kind of scientific knowledge.
Starlight is emitted thousands of years ago by stars somewhere in the universe, and the light we see reaches beyond a distance of several thousand light years.
I was also a science major, but it was dark in such a high-level field with little to learn.
In common sense, how should we understand the story that the starlight in the sky is a product of the past that flew to the earth after crossing the universe for thousands of years?
Keying—!!
However, was it because of awakening the power of wisdom?
At some point, it seemed to me that I was able to understand the complicated and grotesque argument with my senses.
Around the time he was looking for a part-time job before enlisting, he once worked at a repeater antenna factory in the industrial complex. His job was to stand on the conveyor belt and move the equipment being loaded.
Being a machine rather than a person, moving the antenna parts that come one after another.
So was the flow of time.
Time is a conveyor belt that can never be stopped.
But there are those who break the rules, and they are prophets like us.
The beings who stretch their eyes to the back of the conveyor belt that no one can see!
I was a prophet capable of foreseeing when and what kind of ‘future’ was coming. It was something that could interfere with the conveyor of time that even the gods could not touch.
‘Activate the authority, see the future!’
Continue as many times as I can reach my ability!
─Keying!!!!
My left eye burned with the color of mana.
I piled up the future information that my eyes received, then piled it up again and amplified it more than 100 times.
Of course, if I did that, the amount of work that was greater than the brain’s processing speed——’time’ would be delayed.
Like poor graduate students who have to work overtime to handle overdue work, the amount of future information that my consciousness processes was piled up.
What then?
Simple. In order to deal with the overdue work, we must first stop the work from increasing.
In other words, the conveyor belt—time— itself stopped.
──Japanese fashion designer Hirohiko Araki said.
‘Sufficiently developed super-high speed movement is indistinguishable from time stop.’
It’s just that in my case, it’s not my body that accelerates it, it’s just my consciousness.
I whispered faster than the passage of time.
“【Future deposition】.”
─Stand up!!
With the time of the world, Surt’s flames stopped.
The flame that burns space, the air layer that expands and even explodes, and Loki, who throws his body around Veronica as if giving up, also stopped.
Did you say it’s a heart attack?
The moment when masters feel like an eternity in extreme battles.
I reproduced the accidental phenomenon that the sensible time is multiplied thousands of times with my extremely heightened concentration. That’s even more powerful than the normal psychic powers!
If I have to pick a problem, if time stops, of course my body stops too.
‘All the time stop things are lies.’
Yea damn SOD. I must have fooled naive Koreans. You hate this
But for me, it was inconceivable.
The technique I developed was to repeat short-term future predictions as much as possible, limited to 9 seconds, and it was an irregular use that only amplified the amount of information received by the brain—the time felt.
‘The consciousness is fine, but the mana doesn’t move.’
It feels like I hit ESC to pause in the middle of a fucking console game.
As it is a kind of authority, it is of course also reducing physical strength.
‘If I properly adjust this time deceleration and add acceleration runes, I will be able to move with tremendous speed and precision, just like when I decapitated the deer antlers and catfish beard——’
I don’t think I’ll be able to dodge Surt’s flames by doing so.
It also makes no sense that I am the only one who runs away while my wives are in the explosion range.
‘It’s a little bit like a dick because I think differently, but it doesn’t matter.’
All I needed was some time to get my head rolling.
My consciousness sank into contemplation as I sensed that my left eye was emitting a fluorescent glow.
‘Everything from one to ten is strange.’
The questions were endless, and the sense of incongruity was so intense that it was hardly worth mentioning.
Questions that are not enough with 10 sheets of A4 double-sided paper!
To summarize as briefly as possible, it was roughly this.
‘The authority of an asshole who is behind her mother-in-law.’
Why didn’t you foresee a crazy future like Surt’s second coming?
