Chapter 882 – Memorize (8)
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‘… They really captured Surt.’
Loki smiled in an indescribable mood as he cleaned up the mana that had flowed in ever since he unfolded the fantasy of the goddess (rather than himself).
The ‘rebellion’ assigned by fate to the gods is an unavoidable essence.
ᚲᚦᚢᚷᚺᚨ── In other words, Surtur’s own strength was also strong, but the fact that he was the incarnation of destruction that would put an end to the Age of Gods since the beginning was more important.
That’s why the flame giant was a disaster that even the gods couldn’t overcome.
‘By the way, they caught that Surt.’
It is a fragment after death. It is the flame of a specter that is no longer foretold by fate.
But even so, Surt is a god among gods.
The transcendent of the transcendent. Like that Thor, the primordial jotun, the primordial god, is as strong as he is.
To mortals, he overcame him without dying.
“Veronica. Take this That dispel magic spell.”
Loki stared at the man as he wrote quickly.
Earth god humanity. Wolfhedin’s prophecy and authority. He had the arrangements of several gods in his hands, but who else besides Nord could do it as well?
This era where even the prophecies can no longer fulfill their meaning.
Where else can you find a human being who, with his own will and struggle, seeks to achieve an abandoned hope that has been forgotten, valueless, and now few people know about.
Here is the successor who seems to have already cast off the immaturity of the first meeting and overcome any fate.
With his will, he revives the spark of hope that Loki and her sister failed to achieve.
To Loki, the specter of the Age of Gods, it was so thrilling that he could not express it in words.
‘I am old too. Seeing that joy precedes resentment when it comes to the young guys.’
Is it a future where distant descendants and hand-picked heirs to the throne will be happy alongside the hero of their destiny?
‘I thought that saying that there is no regret even if I die now was all the old man’s sophistry.’
Could it be time for the careless goddess who had only failed her whole life to take a break?
Loki is relieved to see the Nords putting an end to the remnants of the Age of Gods that have lasted for tens of thousands of years. However, the proud successor of hers did not allow her to be immersed in her afterglow.
“What are you doing? Wake up. Let’s go to work.”
“Work? What happened?”
“Still overflowing with monsters… What is it, War of Wealth? Is not over.”
“… Would you like to go there too? From now on?!”
Loki had a bad feeling about her and pretended that her shoes were sore like old people do, but Nord didn’t blink an eye at her when she saw her moving well, avoiding the sparks.
─Burr. Loki trembled at the gaze that gave no room for rest.
“Wait! You mean you’re going to turn the blessings on like you did in Azwishia?!”
“No. It’s difficult to plant the misunderstanding that a buff will be applied whenever a crisis occurs.”
“Then what is it? Like repairing damage or treating wounds?”
“Uh. If it happens only here, it will end with a provincial folk tale. They say that if even a trot singer who has gone out of fashion goes on tour nationwide, the cost of the concert is grandly chosen.”
─Break! Nord pulling Loki by the scruff of his neck.
“The counter magic of dispel magic will be made by Veronica as a power buff. If anything happens between us performing, it will give us time to bring it back.”
“Leave it to me☆!”
Loki sent a resentful glance at Lalilura, who answered vigorously, but there was no salvation.
“Hey, wait! What are you trying to do!”
“I know the location. Go and distribute the mana of the throne to the popes. Even if you change the terrain with the fairy king’s wand and back up the priests’ buffs and heels, it will be easy to gather faith.”
“Then you don’t need me! It’s an illusion shuttle!”
“Wouldn’t it be a lie if Goddess King Chiman Jintung wasn’t there?”
Why would a guy who eats lies care about such things! Loki cried and sighed.
“This is elder abuse, no! Goddess exploitation! I still hold the grudge for making you cook my rice for the Bicon kids?! Would you like to try eggplant and bell pepper sardine pie like me?!”
“If it’s rice, I’ll prepare a large table for you. I am hungry too.”
“If you’re going to do that, take your wives too!!”
“Yes. We will go too.”
“Well, if Nord is sent anywhere alone, he always comes back injured.”
As Nefertiti and Tyrsi caught up, there were no words to protest.
The god of the beginning is mighty, but an existence that cannot resist fate.
People’s cries may be taken care of by the gods in the heavens.
There seemed to be no one who looked after the goddess’ screams.
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War is a very fucking thing.
Of course it is. Yesterday’s neighbor turns into a minced pork mince that goes into curry in one day. There are probably two types of people who like this.
One is a guy who lacks imagination and can’t predict what will happen if a war breaks out.
The two of them know the reality well enough, so he’s a guy who’s sure he won’t get shot.
Besides that, there must be one or two warmongers in every ten. Don’t trust the stats because they’re wild.
However, if we take a good look at the act of war by forcibly squeezing out the advantages, it is that certain lessons and ideologies are engraved to the bone after the war as much as blood flows.
Of course, this can also be a downside.
After losing the war, ‘Anyway, it’s the Jews’ fault. It’s because other countries are bad’ tech tree, or rather, they win and justify their social consciousness through the wrong lesson that ‘colonial rule helps economic development’.
The blood shed by the soldiers becomes the commander’s medal.
The blood poured out by citizens becomes the direction of society.
And soldiers are citizens when they return home.
This fall is the reality in which the effect of falling water is applied in reverse. There are people who collect iron from blood to wear medals. If the blood is the enemy’s, isn’t it luck out of misfortune?
“Nord. Please send me to the battlefield.”
Therefore, Tirsch made an offer to me.
It was the reason why one more person was added to the operational force to destroy the Church of Loki.
So, so, so—!!!
Bloody ice spun like a blender on the plains.
Where was it I’ve seen such an article in an article that sells a mass market. He said that a wizard can kill hundreds of people with one magic shot, so why would the henchmen stick together?
It’s a theory that I can’t help but agree with.
But the reality is a bit more complex and sometimes stupid.
‘If they split up anyway, won’t it end in individual defeats?’
The detailed strategy is much more complicated, but it is omitted because it becomes TMI.
Even on Earth, you can change infantry with a few fighters, but if you get hit by that, it’s similar to a commander being an idiot. No, aren’t you prepared for an air raid? Then you have to follow
There are many tricks and ways to destroy and detect stars, but once you have the ability, the standard is better than the trick.
“Kaooooo!!! (Gaaaaagh!!!)”
And no matter how well-prepared troops are, unless they are hiding in bunkers, there is no answer when carpet bombing rains down on their heads.
It is said that the Air Force, which projects strong firepower in an instant, is the god of the battlefield.
During the struggle, the soldiers cheered at Tyrsi’s great magic that turned the tide of battle.
If the dying blood and flesh belonged to humans, even the enemy would not be able to rejoice with human emotions, but aren’t humans and monsters the protagonists of this war?
Just as no one grieves when a zombie dies spilling its internal organs and brains, the mass deaths of monsters who spilled blood on themselves and their comrades boosted the morale of the soldiers.
As if responding to their cheers, Tirshi, who was seated on the hill, cast wide-area magic again.
〈Gyeok, gyeong! Aren’t you overdoing it?〉
If you do, the commander will panic and stop you.
There are several master classes in Romania, but there are no magicians among them.
It meant that it was difficult to set the standard for the ability level of the ‘Master Class Archmage’. As a commander, I can’t help but feel impatient because I don’t know the detailed specifications of this beautiful bomber.
If the number of missiles is fixed, you can’t fire them randomly.
Just one word as her husband, it’s a futile worry.
As far as I know, no wizard is stronger in the long run than our wizard.
The power of Armasunas,
Tirshi, who used the ice laid by the wizards to cast great magic, had a calm complexion. It uses almost no mana, and recycles the remaining ice to fire ice magic again.
It is a quasi-infinite power through the medium of ice.
‘I can understand the feelings of the first Senators.’
If I had seen the magic god Arma Schnath doing this while alive, I couldn’t help but wonder if it would be possible to make war weapons for generations.
Anyone who has seen this majesty in the chaos of the early ancient times when the gods left would sympathize.
Shuk-.
I hide inconspicuously and look around the monsters.
─Chao left left left left left left left left left!!!
The wolves rushing into the plains were severely injured by the ice blades and stopped.
Then, your feet cling to the ice of the meadow, and your body temperature and metabolism drop due to the blizzard that rages like snow. When the magic sweeps away like that, all that remains is a monster that is almost half frozen.
Instead of annihilating the enemy with magic, it blocked their movement and ability to resist.
‘It seems indiscriminate, but it’s very calculated.’
If it was Tyrsi-like, it was a Tyrsi-like tactic.
The bombardment is powerful, but surprisingly it doesn’t kill the enemy as much as it is projected. So mana was a waste and was using efficient magic.
‘These bastards! I can’t run away anymore!〉
Monsters whose fighting ability has been lost or drastically reduced are prey for the soldiers.
Losing to an army marching with its limbs torn off in the wilds of Siberia? The Romanians were not so pathetic and ragtag.
Even more so, the monsters are the strong Tang army.
There is no place to look anymore if you are beaten behind by a transcendental person who exceeds that power.
Meanwhile, on the other side, what appears to be a boss mob is being held by a party of warriors.
It is a famous adventurer’s party in Romania. They didn’t belong to the hired military, but seemed to be residents of this region, but the Pope of Romulus was buffing them behind them.
“Go ahead without fear! May the heavenly protection take care of you and me!〉
The illusion of heaven (= Loki) was sown once, and they were supplied with enough mana and easily won against the mighty monster.
‘This is the fourth place.’
During these few hours, we circled about half of the hotly contested areas even in the War of Wealth.
The rest is no big deal. I heard that Kiara and Odelia are doing well.
Finishing the bombing, Tirsi nodded.
〈… Looks like it’s over.〉
And then, I made eye contact with Loki, who hid himself in the illusion.
Reviving the Loki faith as much as possible with the cooperation of her popes is one of her aims, but her concern is something else.
-Did you burn the roots of the world tree?
─There is room for abuse, so I only burned about 2 of them. The other gods did not stand out.
In the first place, from the time Surt burned its roots, the existing wisdom collapsed.
But let’s think about it. Will the plan crumble to the point of tearing a single root?
From my point of view, this was Henir’s plan was abandoned early on because he thought it was open.
‘That bitch’s behind-the-scenes work is a failure.’
The plan to summon Surt and kill me also failed.
Instead of killing me, it only strengthened me.
The war is over. With our victory.
‘Even if we win or lose, it’s a tragedy, but… ‘
Still, I will not think that it was a victory that only hurt.
If you look at the damage, that statement is close to the truth, but this strengthened the system and will of Romania. Even though he had cut out the festering wound of the emperor and suffered from a high fever, he had survived strong.
So it wasn’t a meaningless sacrifice. Everyone who fought in this war.
‘We also gained a lot.’
Reinforcement of religious relics and power.
Level up your wives.
‘More than anything… Fragments of Surt.’
A little sapling wriggled inside me. As my body heated up as if I had entered a furnace, I could feel my mana mixing with the furnace and filtering impurities.
He also obtained some clues, such as the actions of the gods in Azwishia. Henir, I can roughly imagine what that bastard is aiming for.
With a shout of victory in one ear, I was sure.
It means that the showdown with the crazy fake long-legged man is not far off.
