Chapter 849 – Mythology Academy
“That’s right. Fortunately, this old man showed his face in person, and the rulers of each empire willingly agreed to give up their troops to save their face.”
‘… I guess it’s because I’m scared.’
I like the word ‘persuasion’. If we do not help during this situation, each empire and kingdom in the future will be a strong force belonging to the Mythology Academy.
In particular, there was a high possibility of retaliation from the two deans who had skills close to demigods. Therefore, Seong-il is convinced that the reason why each country shouted for full support was not only because of the ideal of protecting the world, but also because of a deep-rooted fear of the absolute powerful.
‘If two deans who are angry with words are to invade the imperial capital of the empire and cut off the emperor’s head, there seems to be no way to stop them…? No, if only the professors from the Athenaeum flocked to the area instead of the two deans…’
While Seong-il is lost in thought, Dean Anila calmly begins to recite the achievements of himself and other faculty members.
“Because of the lack of time, we ultimately failed to ask for help from a few minor kingdoms… But we still succeeded in attracting troops from major empires and kingdoms. Now all we have to do is summon them.”
After hearing Dean Anila Roshtein’s stern explanation, Seong-il nods her head, sighing in relief. Seong-il was meditating for a while the rest of the team returned. Soon, familiar figures appear before his eyes.
“Oh, Seongil. Have we already reached the ‘end of the world’?”
“It’s not the end. It just doesn’t feel right.”
Since Tala and his henchmen were hiding, Seongil could feel bad energy as soon as he reached the end of the northern continent. Therefore, he explains that although he could have entered further on his own, he deliberately entered slowly to receive help from his colleagues.
“Ah, that’s reasonable. Your ‘sensitivity’ is all the more so because you have the powerful power of foresight.”
The two deans and the members of the Athenaeum Order all appear to be convinced by Seong-il’s explanation. After completing all preparations, they stop for a moment, rest, and then move to the ‘end of the world’ following the holy day.
Then the barren land spread before their eyes. In a place where there is only snow and ice, Seong-il opens his inventory and takes out a branch of Withgrasil.
“Let’s begin.”
As soon as Seong-il’s words fell, the other faculty members also calmly took out Withgrasil’s branches and began planting them on the barren land.
Then, the small tree branch spreads roots on the icy ground, where it would otherwise have been unable to grow, and begins to firmly anchor its body to the ground.
Wow…!! Wood-duk…!!
Branches that begin to grow rapidly not long after they have even spread roots. A strange sight unfolds before your eyes, with a few fresh trees that are not suitable for the harshly cold land.
And the faculty belonging to the Mythology Academy appear in the opened portal. Naturally, as promised to Seongil, they take out branches again and prepare to open additional portals.
『This is really amazing. Borrowing the power of the World Tree.』
“…!!”
At that time, the academy’s faculty opened a portal to summon elite troops from each continent. Countless monsters appear like ghosts in the icy land where there was nothing.
“You bastard. You must have rolled your head?”
Lanz Ludian appears to have brought at least tens of thousands of troops across the blizzard. No, now Seong-il sees him as Tal and swears.
『I was really surprised. Using the dimensional power granted by the World Tree, we succeeded in sending messengers to each continent in this short period of time. As if that wasn’t enough, they even persuaded me.』
Tala, in the form of Lantz, smiles darkly and then applauds and praises Seong-il’s plan. But for a moment, Tala laughs darkly and points out Seong-il’s mistake.
『It was a pretty fun plan. But… You should have kept in mind that if you act so grandiosely, your actions will be heard by my ears.』
Tala gives Seong-il advice that is not advice, saying that he should have kept in mind that his plans could somehow get into his ears if he takes too much action, as there are countless secret plots in this world by his followers.
『Go and sweep it away.』
Tala begins pouring powerful magic that he had previously prepared through his followers towards Seong-il and his group.
Simple magic is powerful, but Tala’s followers even show horrendous ways of strengthening their attacks by making human sacrifices such as self-harm or suicide.
Thanks to this, the summoned faculty had to give up the task of summoning the army and focus on defense.
“Are you the only one who knows how to cheat?”
However, despite blocking Tala’s waves of attacks, Seong-il shows a relaxed expression and repeatedly uses Arunlabe to passively defend himself while laughing at Tala.
『You…?』
And for a moment, Tala feels something in the other person’s strange attitude and turns his head in a different direction.
“It’s already too late, idiot.”
Seong-il reacts to Tala’s reaction. No, the Creator’s doll mocks him and charges Tala’s clone to prevent her from leaving the battlefield. Meanwhile, a storm-like phenomenon occurs with intense force in a very distant place.
『Wasn’t it an attempt to use the power of the World Tree?』
“Yes. That’s the ‘lighthouse’.”
『… Lighthouse?』
To others, it just seemed like a storm pouring down fierce lightning, but Tala, a god, was able to observe a square relic containing a strong soul visible beyond the storm.
『… It’s quite a fitting name. An object that tears apart dimensions and fixes them at the same time. It’s fun. I want it?』
Tala casts a very greedy look in her eyes as she senses the soul inside that lighthouse and the strong body odor emanating from it.
That’s when he left the battle to his men and rushed towards his lighthouse. The Creator’s doll, holding Arunlabe, laughs and blocks his path.
“Where are you going? Should you play with me?”
“… Bouncer. Is this body just an alter ego?』
“Are you still saying things like that after being treated like that last time?”
The Creator’s doll has the same power as the Holy Day for the next hour due to using the creation time. Therefore, he mocks Tala for ignoring him and swings Arunlabhe roughly at him.
After becoming one with Lanz, Tala’s restrictions disappeared, and she became more powerful than before. However, since he was not at the level to play with the Creator’s doll that unlocked all his power and used Arun Rabe with all his might, he ended up being tied up in an exchange of attacks and attacks with the doll.
Tala to the Creator’s doll. While the believers are caught by the Mythology Academy faculty and the split soul clones who unleashed their power, Seongil’s soul lighthouse eventually tears the dimension apart and opens a huge portal.
“You were fooled, right? You bastard.”
A portal created through the Soul Lighthouse and elite troops from the Mythology Continent pouring out from there. They are all wearing powerful artifacts and using brutal magic and supernatural powers, and they aim their weapons at Tala and his henchmen with fierce murderous energy.
‘It was definitely a good idea to change the plan.’
As originally planned, Seong-il attempted to open the portal by borrowing the power of Withgrasil and the World Tree. However, after spending a few days traveling around each country, he realizes there is a problem.
That’s the insider. As a cunning evil god, Tala did not distinguish between the strong and the weak and gathered believers at will. Thanks to this, unlike the other two evil gods who only accepted the strong, he had a fairly thick information network across the entire continent.
‘I thought I would 100% get stabbed in the back if I used Withgrasil’s branch. I think it was a perfect decision to use the lighthouse.’
Therefore, Seongil changed the previous day’s plan and instead of directly gathering all the troops recruited on the continent at the ‘End of the World’ using Withgrasil’s branches, he hired a super-strong force who borrowed the power of Withgrasil to summon all the troops to the Inner Plane at once. It was a situation.
Of course, the Inner Plane is Seongil’s own world where connections with the outside world are blocked. Therefore, even though there are Tala insiders in the army, they fail to convey information to their master.
After that, he dressed up the resurrected Creator’s doll as himself and used a branch of the World Tree as bait to lure Tala, and now the plan was working.
“어때 개새끼야. 맨날 속이기만 하다가 기어이 한대 얻어맞은 경험이.”
『Hmm… Not pleasant.』
For Tala, who has lived for eons, this is the first time a mortal has fucked him so hard, so instead of being angry, he truly admires Seong-il’s actions
『It’s fascinating. In general, should your actions be caught in my prediction of causality?… You are not. Today I must find out your identity.』
Tala blocks his doll’s attack using his holy object his, the black scythe, and then threatens him with an eerie smile towards his holy object his. However, instead of answering, Seong-il raises his middle finger and orders the elite troops gathered from the continent to charge.
