Chapter 820 – Mythology Academy
Seong-il talks to the two deans and explains that the doll can help with the problem here for a while. Therefore, Seong-il says that he should use the timing provided by the doll to move to his own world and calmly make a final plan.
“Let’s go.”
After installing the dimensional Pineapple House, Seong-il sends the two deans beyond the dimension. Interestingly, as soon as the presence of the two people disappears, evil thoughts begin to emerge from beyond the crack, as if they have been waiting.
“I only believe in you?”
“Yes. But be ready to take care of it as soon as you come back! I’ll start to lose strength by the time you come back.”
“I’ll remember it.”
Naturally, once the connection with Seong-il ends, the doll is scheduled to disappear quickly, so Seong-il nods that he understands his advice. In order to stop the evil thoughts that come from Seong-il or not, the doll uses the time of creation and then uses its supernatural powers like crazy, copying Seong-il’s abilities.
“There are so many…!!”
Since it is scheduled to retire in 10 minutes, the doll decides to deal with the thoughts by running wild without sparing any effort to carry out the owner’s orders. The doll that created a huge net of emotion uses its power like crazy to destroy the thoughts pouring out with the power of the realm.
‘Right now…!!’
Since the doll’s power will weaken momentarily if it gets away from him, Seong-il quickly moves his body to the dimensional Pineapple House and immediately stops time to minimize the loophole. Seong-il, who succeeded in buying time, orders Edward, who was waiting in advance, to bring refreshments for the two deans.
“Whew… I’ve stopped time, so it’ll be okay. Now, let’s make a final plan.”
Seong-il suggests to the two deans that they show each other everything they have. Naturally, this is the only way to maintain stable teamwork, so the two deans disclose their abilities without much resistance.
“I am… A wizard. A wizard who mainly masters space and elements.”
Dean Gerhard explains himself very simply. Seeing him like that, Rostain chuckles and joins in on his words.
“You shouldn’t introduce yourself like that. You can’t speak objectively, right? Dean Gerhardt has the ability to encompass all magic, but he has a particularly strong understanding of space and elemental deepening.
Although he was very humble in his introduction, Dean Gerhardt was a very versatile wizard. He likes to talk, and he has ‘mastered’ ‘space’ and ‘elements’. According to Dean Rostain, the magic used by Gerhardt in the space and elemental fields is more powerful than that used by a hundred other half-baked wizards.
“By the way, his specialty is word magic.”
“If you say so…”
“Yes. It is a technique that activates a spell by manifesting will with simple words without casting. It can be said to be the ultimate in magic.”
“Wow… That’s amazing.”
Although it may sound nice, Seong-il shows sincere admiration for Dean Gerhardt’s abilities because he can actually use abilities close to reality manipulation.
“Haha. It’s not at the level of reality manipulation. It’s just an approximation. In fact, the reason I persistently learned how to speak is not because I wanted to become an archmage, but because I thought that might be the path to becoming a transcendental master.”
“Aha.”
As the dean of the Mythology Academy, Dean Gerhard seems to have spent his entire life selling the field in hopes of ending the division between the two forces. However, the unfortunate thing is that although Dean Gerhard achieved some success as he said, he answered that the path did not lead to transcendental history.
“Actually… If the word of the spirit was the answer, I would have despaired all over again. The magic of the spirit of the spirit is really very difficult. At first, I didn’t know anything, so I trained thinking that the word of the spirit might be the answer, but… The more I learn about it, the more human I become. I felt like it wasn’t a field worth challenging.”
Therefore, surprisingly, Dean Gerhard was not saddened by the failure of his theory. He explains that he was more enthusiastic about the magical imprint brought about by Seongil and the natural awakening through understanding its power.
“Okay, enough chatting. Now let me introduce myself. I am a psychic who uses telekinesis as a base and can convert that power into magnetic field, elemental, and spatial power.”
‘I’m crazy.’
Seong-il looks surprised when Anila Rochtein says that he can use as many as four superpowers. Usually, even if you use only two, you are called a genius, and if you use three, you are called a great talent that only comes once every 100 years, but Dean Anila’s answer that he can use as many as four astonishes Seong-il.
“Why are we so surprised? If you think about it that way, Seongil has greater skills than us, right?”
“Hmm… Actually, I gained my strength through birth…”
“Hehe… Strictly speaking, we also gained strength through acquired powers. Don’t underestimate yourself too much. After all, the two of us are people who have seen the life that Seongil has led? You were amazing enough. He is a person with great talent.”
“Haha…”
Hearing Dean Anila’s words, Seong-il scratches his head in embarrassment and looks embarrassed. To change the subject, he begins to explain his abilities again, even though they already know his abilities.
“… Then this time, I gained additional abilities.”
Seong-il explains to them that he recently learned a strange superpower fusion technique during a battle with the ‘Administrator’, and that this power has tremendous effects.
“Interesting…”
Since it is a method of operating superpowers with tremendous potential, both the two deans seem to be interested.
“… Time is still frozen anyway. Can you two do some research at this point?”
Seong-il secretly takes some time and tries to get them involved in the research on supernatural powers for a while.
“Hehe… I’m sorry. I want to help you, but it’s because of my age. Furthermore, I’m not a superpower with physical strength like Seongil, so… As each day passes, our abilities decline. So I don’t think I can take my time.”
The two deans also say that one of the reasons they called this holy day is because they feel that they are coming down from their peak as time passes by, as they are quite old.
“Well… I can easily compete against ordinary young psychics and wizards for the next 10 years… But I’m not an evil spirit.”
“Oh, I see.”
The two deans seem to want to see the match before the peak of their power is lost. Seong-il can’t bear to annoy them any longer due to a valid reason, so he quietly decides to do as they want.
“But… The elixir will be regenerated in two days, so why not spend some time until then? Also…”
Seong-il says he wants them to undergo nanomachine treatment for more sophisticated communication and information sharing. There is only one dose left of the elixir that will help you recover when side effects occur.
He suggests that they should treat at least one person by undergoing the treatment one by one and using elixir if side effects occur. Therefore, the two deans, who had originally planned to just make a plan and go straight to the site to assist Seong-il, decided to stop assisting him and even undergo nanomachine treatment.
“It would be a great help to us if the number of uses of that ‘elixir’ were reset, so it would be right to do so.”
Since Seong-il is two days late, he asks Erica and others to supply various potions and leaves. Fortunately, the two deans succeeded in receiving the nanomachine treatment without any problems, and Seongil practices communication methods through augmented reality and waits for the elixir to reset.
“It was hard.”
Seong-il, who has entered the world of Mythology again, consoles the doll blocking his thoughts with all his power, and then reverse-summons him. The group decided to wait for the doll’s cooldown and deal with the thoughts scattered around them, and spend their final moments in front of the crack.
“It goes in slowly.”
The next morning, when the appointed time arrived, the group, who had completed all preparations, attempted to enter, looking at the terrifying storm in the space in front of them with nervous expressions.
‘It’s bloody.’
As lightning from a bizarre dimension rushes towards him, Seong-il frowns and spreads a powerful field to protect himself and his group.
“Hoo…!! I guess battle meditation is perfect. Normally, if I were to unleash power in such a high realm, I would have gotten tired quickly.”
Dean Gerhardt, who didn’t have to use much force thanks to Seongil, follows behind him with a satisfied smile. Three people flying through such a horribly dark crack.
“… Hmm!?”
“Hmm…”
At some point, the group feels that their connection with the outside world has been completely cut off, and they fall into silence. In fact, when Seong-il looked back, he could see that the tropical island he had seen just a moment ago had disappeared.
“There’s no air.”
Not only is it freezing, but the surrounding environment feels like there is no air, so everyone in the party quickly uses spells or supernatural powers to protect their bodies.
‘Thanks to the incomprehensible ring, I can be free even in this situation.’
