Chapter - 419 - In Heaven (1).txt
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[419] In Heaven (1)
Heaven's sixth thousand jebul. world war.
There is an angel with a face as transparent and beautiful as light.
The pinnacle of intelligence born with a slender body of 2 meters and 30 centimeters and knowing all the principles of the world.
Among the numerous angels, there are only eight archangels, and Kariel, the angel of birth, boasts the most outstanding beauty among them.
But now his face was as drawn as that of a diseased human being.
His eyes were sunken and his expression was nervous.
The benevolent and clear facial lines overflowing with intelligence have often been distorted in recent years.
In fact, he was in a state as if he were sick.
If an angel's power comes from a clear concept, his current sharpness is only 10% of his usual sharpness.
All of this was the result of the labor he endured to bring one human.
"Kariel, are you really okay?"
Uriel, the angel of destruction, looked at Kariel, whose presence had faded, with concern.
Standing 3 meters tall, the tallest of the archangels, with a solid body and a breastplate thick enough to reach the tip of the chin, a golden halo was rotating as if angry.
"I can still hold on. have to endure Because this is just the beginning."
In human terms, the amount of fatigue Kariel felt was equivalent to not sleeping for 40 years.
If any creature was hit by this level of fatigue, all of its cells would have already dried up.
But his eyes were still burning with emotion.
Uriel turned his head to where Kariel was looking.
Beneath the galactic mirror that controls the operation of the world, a beautiful woman by human standards was sitting cross-legged.
Adrias Miro.
Could there be a more heinous notion of a heavenly being?
It is the last bastion of humanity that prevents even the incarnation of the Akashic Records, Ankera, from conquering the universe by setting up an impenetrable barrier.
However, even she was defeated by Kariel's persistence.
"You did it in the end."
Right before the rebels were annihilated, Anke Ra, who abruptly canceled the war, banned all investigations into humans.
All the angels obeyed the message, but only Kariel did not give up and steadily proceeded with the plan to destroy humans.
What he obtained in this way was the 'body' of the maze right in front of him.
"How did you do it? Didn't I tell you that the labyrinth's space-time is indestructible?"
A small smile appeared on Kariel's tired face.
"When I attacked the space-time of the labyrinth with a cloth bomb, Optrus passed through the rift. There was information about the labyrinth's time-space embedded in its electromagnetic patterns. I analyzed it."
"But the time-space of the labyrinth immediately healed. Couldn't you have broken through her dimensional barrier and brought her back?"
"The dimensional barrier is, in fact, insubstantial. The reason why the army of heaven cannot go to the country of the earth is because the protocol is different from this place. It is an independent world without even quantum entanglement."
Uriel did not try to understand.
Those born for destruction were not obligated to understand what was being destroyed.
"so?"
"I deciphered the protocol with the information I got from Optrus. Then, through quantum superposition, the labyrinth was transported to the Great World War."
"Hmm, so?"
Kariel realized that Uriel did not understand.
"Simply put, you put your hand in the barrel and pulled until you got the item you wanted. It is no exaggeration to say that the barrel is the size of the entire universe."
Uriel realized why Kariel was weak.
"So you searched the universe and kidnapped it."
"what… … That's right."
Kariel decided to just move on.
"Hmm."
Uriel looked at Miro's face, who was in a state of immersion.
Right before the final war broke out, he had the same youthful face as he had opened the dimensional wall against Heaven's army alone.
"The human spirit, in a sense, is formidable."
Currently, her mind, which forms the space-time of the labyrinth, is endlessly being sucked into the dimension of cowardice.
It was a mental state and concept that was incomprehensible to an angel who had everything perfect from birth.
"Hmph, that is the proof of an imperfect existence. Don't be sentimental about insignificant humans."
Uriel did not answer.
For him, it is enough to destroy the incomprehensible.
But will Kariel do the same?
Birth is a concept established under the premise that everything is understood.
The fact that Kariel, who handles the art of life, cannot understand humans is perhaps the biggest contradiction in this universe.
"Human beings are very strange creatures. Even now, isn't one human being blocking all of Heaven's power?"
Kariel's expression crumpled.
human. human.
I couldn't figure out why everyone, starting with Ankera, applied different standards only to humans.
"Nothing like that. I will destroy it."
Uriel turned around. He didn't want to offend the twin angels who were born on the same day with different concepts.
"Okay, what are we going to do now? Even if you kill the maze, the maze's space-time does not disappear. Why did you bring her while torturing her mind to the brink of extinction?"
"Hmph, of course it's to destroy the labyrinth's space-time. I'm going to pull the maze out of the fear dimension. If you kill him after coming to his senses, the space-time of the maze will disappear."
It was the right way, no, the only way.
"But we cannot understand human imperfection. I don't think there is anyone among the subjects who can understand Miro's spirit. Because the Nephilim disappeared after the erasure of the Guffin."
"It is not in heaven, but it is in the kingdom of earth."
Uriel tilted his head.
Of course, in the kingdom of the earth, there are those who spontaneously awaken as Nephilim.
However, since the space-time of the maze was blocking it, it was impossible to bring someone from there.
"Are you going to search the entire universe again? Then it may completely disappear."
"You don't have to. I don't even have the strength left."
Kariel flew up to the pillar-shaped central system and accessed the Akashic Records.
Yuriel, who flew after her, looked at the screen from behind Kariel.
"I was looking through the Akashic Records and found something interesting."
As Kariel stepped aside, a human's name appeared on the screen.
While reading the explanation below, Yuriel nodded.
"Certainly, interesting."
Coincidentally, he was the one who understood the human spirit the best.
No, it was right to see it changed to its current state because it understands the human mind the best.
"I will summon Lee to the Great World War."
When Kariel opened her hand, a celestial body flashed and a code of laws was born on the palm.
The law code containing the principles of the universe was a high-strength metal hard cover, and the pages made of light began to turn.
As the central computing system was fully operational, bluish electricity flowed along the floor like waves and gathered in the arched mechanism.
Uriel looked at that scene for a while, then turned his head back to the screen of the central processing unit.
'It's a grave robber… … .'
The name of someone who only existed as a concept was blinking.
Morrigan Arius
* * *
Rebel 1st Command.
Shirone's party received enthusiastic cheers from the rebels.
The heroic story of Shirone, who subjugated hundreds of giants with the power of an archangel, quickly spread through drones, and has already become a new myth of the rebels.
In the midst of the huge white noise, Shirone's face was saddened.
It was strange that the number 1 was attached to the headquarters, but the size of the rebel base, which was much larger than expected, dispelled any doubts.
Dozens of buildings presumed to be munitions warehouses surrounded the site, and a huge building over 30 meters in height stood tall in the forest.
'It's amazing power. If they move… … .'
Gaold thought differently.
'Not even the seeds will be eaten.'
Of course, the power of the headquarters was formidable.
However, there was no doubt in the words of the battalion commander that they were on the brink of annihilation.
It's not a matter of power asymmetry.
From the beginning, beings in heaven were something different from humans.
If thousands of ants bite humans, they will die, but just as humans would not be treated like that in the first place, so were the angels.
"uh? there is Shirone Hey Shirone! It's me, me!"
A familiar face popped out of the middle of the procession.
It was Clove and Gadlock who guided Shirone and her friends to Nord's shelter a year ago in Heaven.
The memory of Clove's ignoring Amy still lingers, but it was nice to find a familiar face in a moment like this.
But Shirone couldn't bear to go there. It was because the huge crowd of people who had heard Clove's words were all about to jump out.
"Wow! It was real! The real Shirone is here!"
Clove and Gardlock were buried in the crowd and were not even visible.
It was a phenomenon that occurred because very few people outside of District 73 knew Shirone's face.
Shirone widened the distance with a cold expression.
It was a situation where people could get hurt if they got closer.
Watching Shirone walk away, Clove teared her hair and spat out words of lamentation.
"Oh, I never thought that kid would become such an important person. If she had known it would be like this, she would have gotten to know her in advance."
Gadlock thumped the disciple's head.
"Is that a problem now? It's a decision whether or not to be annihilated by the angels."
Clove said with a sad expression.
"But Master said so too, when Shirone comes, we will be treated well here too."
Gadlock was speechless.
Shirone is back And that too at the perfect timing.
The suspension of Heaven's attack was certainly a boon to the rebels, but that alone could not bridge the gap between Mecca and the Norse, which had deepened as they lost a series of battles.
The headquarters, which failed to reach a consensus, was finally separated into the 1st and 2nd headquarters, and there was no battle, but the defeat was already deep.
At the point where everyone was waiting for self-destruction, the light of Area 73 began to shine on them again.
'Why now? Did he come back knowing?'
A series of events connected by an invisible link made it impossible to dismiss Shirone's return as a mere miracle.
"Hehe, it's so nice to walk with you like this."
Meanwhile, Lena, who was holding Shirone's arm, didn't leave her side for a moment as she went to the command center.
Then Fleur, who was watching the back of Shirone with her back stiff, clicked her tongue and said.
"What is that doing? Did you come to heaven to fall in love?"
Gaold didn't care.
"Hey, leave it alone. Something like that will help the parade."
A miracle called Shirone came to the rebels who were on the brink of annihilation, so it would have been okay to put in a little production.
However, Kanya was embarrassed by her sister's rudeness.
Unbearable, she approached Lena and whispered in her ear.
"What are you doing? come off quickly Don't you know what Shirone means to the rebels? What if people misunderstand?"
"What misunderstanding? Shirone oppa and we aren't even close. We met for the first time in a year, can't you even cross your arms?"
Lena turned to Shirone and said.
"Brother and sister, please have them cross their arms next to you."
Shirone couldn't find words to answer.
My heart is beating even now, but how could I go on the road with two women on my arms?
Kanya's face turned red like a blush.
"You, what do you mean by that? Why am I arm in arm with Shirone?"
"Oh, yes. My sister is too weak for this. We have to look like we're close with Shirone brother so we can work at headquarters. My sister's Kuroi was also damaged. I have to get a new Kuroi here to become a pilot again."
Kanya drank honey and became mute.
Although he is young, he thinks of his younger brother more carefully.
No, should I call it clever in this case?
Shirone reassured her.
"Canya, don't worry too much. Because I destroyed Kuroi. I'll be sure to tell you when I see the Commander."
Smiling at Shirone, Kanya opened her eyes again and looked back at Lena.
'Aww, that fox… … .'
Rena wrapped her arms around Shirone, whether or not she knew her sister's feelings, and only smiled happily.
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Chapter - 420 - In Heaven (2) 1.txt
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[420] In Heaven (2)
When I entered the command center building and the iron door closed, the cheers outside were blocked as if I had woken up from a dream.
The lights on the ceiling of the corridor were kept to a minimum brightness, and soldiers stood guard at precise intervals along the way.
Armed with the 1st level of the Mecha combat system, they never looked back at Shirone's party. However, the intensity of his gaze was terrifying enough to pierce through a wall.
'They are all elite soldiers.'
The Mechas do not have superhuman bodies or magical abilities, but they have technical skills to compensate for both.
Since war is all about winning anyway, it was better not to think that their own power would be weak just because they were weak.
The colonel guided Shirone and the others to the underground bunker.
The bunker's security system was in no way inferior to the association's technology, and when the iron door was opened, numerous mechanical devices were operating.
While the technicians were busy moving their hands while watching the monitors, a man in a commander's cape watched their work with his hands behind his back.
"Commander, Shirone has been brought to you."
At the colonel's words, the commander turned around.
It was a man in his late 20s with a long scar running down the side of his ear from his temple.
Her thin lips were stubbornly closed, and the eyes behind her glasses showed coolness and passion.
Crude, the first commander of the rebels.
As Kanya had told me, he was a young man.
Age doesn't matter much in a war, especially if it's a battle with a lot of defeat.
What the soldiers wanted was a commander who had the courage to rush towards death first and the tactical skills to save as many people as possible.
Crude was a man who met exactly that condition.
He is a genius pilot who knows everything about the maintenance, driving, and operation of the Titan belonging to the 3rd level mecha combat system, and a mecha war hero with a history of defeating Mara.
"Are you Shirone?"
Crud held out his hand to Shirone.
"nice to meet. This is Krude, the first commander of the rebels."
"This is Shirone."
Crude looked carefully at Shirone and the others.
Having numerous battle experiences, he recognized the strength of the party at a glance, but his dignified eyes did not waver.
But when I saw Fleur, my eyes lingered for a moment, going back to being a twenty-eight-year-old engineer who had struggled with machines all his life.
A slim, straight-style woman with blue hair braided down to her waist.
What I particularly liked was her eyes. Among her group, she was the only one with full strength.
Like a heroine entering the battlefield for the first time.
But that was it.
Crude also knew the anecdote of Shirone, the light of District 73, but the war he actually experienced was too realistic to rely on myths.
"Go to a quiet place."
Crude guided everyone to the strategy meeting room deep inside the bunker.
Of course, tea was not served, and as soon as we sat down, we got down to business.
"I heard you wanted to meet me?"
Sein sat down at the negotiating table as the representative.
"We will attack Heaven. We ask for the cooperation of the rebel command."
"refuse."
Crude's answer was immediate.
"I heard that there was a conflict with the battalion commander. Of course, a broken-hearted soldier is useless on our side, but if you think about it coolly, there is no chance of going to war right away. It is nothing more than a delusion that you can attack heaven for subduing a giant who has lost his identity."
Sein meekly nodded.
I was worried when I saw the battalion commander soaked in defeat, but the commander was different.
"That means we haven't given up on the war."
"There is always room for compromise, whether it be a truce or not. Because I can't kill those who believe in me and follow me. But I don't think Heaven will see us as an object of compromise. If you have to fight anyway, you have to win to survive."
"What if we had a strategy to win?"
"Heh, bullshit."
Hundreds of thousands of rebels, including the existing cults and subjects from Heaven, fought against Heaven, but only a handful of cases were recorded with remarkable achievements.
It is the union of Nor and Mecca that they have not been able to capture even the triangular Mara, let alone a normal angel. What could be done with just 10 humans added?
"I will paralyze the Aegis system with the Targis. Then you can infiltrate heaven and wage guerrilla warfare."
Aegis, the core air defense system of Heaven, is an impregnable shield capable of attacking 7,000 targets simultaneously by setting the order of interception through two hundred search methods.
If they were able to break through and enter without blood, the rebels would have a glimmer of hope.
"Hehehehe."
Crude covered her face and let out her lungs.
"I don't know where you heard the word Tagis, but it is one of the technologies that have already been lost in Mecca."
Crude lowered his hand and was no longer smiling.
"Think common sense. The angels can't just leave the technology that paralyzes Heaven's interception system. We need access to the Akashic Records to bring the technology back to life. But in order to do that, we have to break through the Aegis system first. Do you understand now? The order has been changed, you idiot."
Sain leaned back on the chair back and crossed his legs.
"if… … What if I said I had that skill?"
"what?"
Crude's face went blank.
"What nonsense is that?"
"There is no law that technology that is lost in heaven is not the same in the land kingdom. For 20 years, I wandered the world researching everything about ancient weapons. And now, I have blueprints for the perfectly restored Targis in my head. How is it, is your head spinning now?"
Crude's eyes started to get confused.
"If it's false… … ."
"We can restore it right now. There is no oblivion in my head. You're also an engineer anyway, so you'll be able to understand it enough by looking at the blueprints."
'I see. So on the black line… … .'
Shirone looked at Sein differently.
Ancient weapons are top secret regardless of the kingdom.
The act of accessing information alone was a dangerous thing that would be punished by death, only to save the labyrinth.
"Hmm… … ."
Crud was also confused now.
who the heck are these? Why do you want to do something that even hundreds of thousands of rebels couldn't do?
'No, what's important is whether or not it's successful.'
Even if you paralyze Aegis and enter heaven, angels and maras, giants and fairies are waiting for you.
Defeating them and infiltrating Arabot, where Ankera is located, was the equivalent of carrying gunpowder and jumping into the fire.
'You can jump in though. There's even a 1 percent chance.'
is this a miracle? Or is it the last struggle of the brightest burning candle right before it goes out?
"Three… … There are conditions."
There were more conditions than expected, but Sein rather felt trust. This is because it is proof that Crude is dealing with the current plan realistically.
"Listen first."
Crud said while pointing his finger.
"First, use the light of Area 73, Shirone, to appease the 2nd HQ. Even if you infiltrate Heaven, if Mecca and Norr don't unite, you'll hit a rock with an egg anyway."
"I guess so. next?"
"Second, even if there are blueprints, large Targis that affect the whole of Heaven cannot be built here. We need to rent a factory on the mainland, so get their permission and come."
Sein recalled the memory of the first time he met the rebels.
"Is it a military community?"
"okay. To be precise, it is a defense industry called 'Night Maeng'. They are a new power that has grown rapidly by taking advantage of the civil war in Heaven, and they have monopolized weapon production by taking over all the military complexes. They are detestable to the rebels. However, without borrowing their strength, an all-out war with Heaven is impossible."
"good. What is the final condition?"
Crud was initially hesitant to make the offer.
I don't know how great Shirone and the others were, but it wasn't something a single team could do.
"You'll probably need a black elixir to make the tagis."
"Black Elixir?"
"Most lifeforms in Heaven receive the life stream flowing on the planet into their bodies and create elixirs. There are five types. Red, green, yellow, white, and finally black."
"Does it have to be black? As far as I know, the elixir has a technique to bypass it depending on the mixing and ratio of the ingredients, right?"
"Elixirs have unique effects for each type. Red is heat, green is a biochemical element, yellow is an energy property change, and white is involved in an atmospheric element. The rocks of heaven are so durable that they do not weather even after tens of thousands of years. That's why you need an elixir that contains the power of the planet."
Crud pointed towards the warehouse.
"For example, it takes 8,000 red elixirs to cast the metal that goes into one Guroi, but if you mix white elixirs, the efficiency of the thermal reaction is much higher. Mixing white and yellow can also generate electricity. Like this, the elixir is the means to achieve everything in this world."
Fleur asked.
"Then what does the black elixir do?"
Crud looked at Fleur's face for a moment, then turned his gaze to Sein and replied.
"Black Elixir, simply put, governs time."
"hour? Is it some kind of magic?"
"no. To be precise, it reverses or accelerates an irreversible phenomenon. If you use the black elixir on a mixture of ink and water, the ink and water will not separate again. In case of burns, black and green elixirs can also be used to repair cellular damage."
"I can't… … ."
Shirone couldn't believe it.
It was a phenomenon of ignoring the chemistry laws he had learned in school so far.
Zulu asked.
"What about palpation?"
"It shortens the reaction rate. Green Elixir is the basic element that makes up living things, and Black Elixir can be mixed with it to cause mutations. I heard that in some cases, evolutionary products come out thousands of years later."
Gaold said.
"It's a philosopher's stone."
I've heard of Shirone too.
It's not a word commonly used in magic, but it's a substance that alchemists call a dream ingredient.
There is a fantasy product in heaven that can turn mere iron into gold or cure an incurable disease.
'no way… … then?'
There was one incident that came to Shirone's mind.
The other day, when Kanya's mother became the subject of an anecdote, the large glass ball was filled with black liquid.
A cruel technique that melts a human into a statue of a giant and casts the giant out of it like a mould.
The reason why it felt more cruel was because it was a strange phenomenon that his head could not understand at all.
A black liquid that dissolves and reconstitutes living things.
If that was possible in this world, a black elixir that ignores chemical reactions would surely be involved.
Sain grasped Crud's intentions.
"Using the Philosopher's Stone to shorten the production process of Tagis, are you talking about that?"
"That's it. Targis can be crafted with existing elixirs. But just melting rocks to extract and melt metals will eat up all your time. equipment is provided. Whatever it is, melt it down with black elixir and process the metal needed for Targis. These are my three conditions."
Armin asked.
"What is the probability if you collect it by hunting?"
Crud shook his head.
"0 percent. Black Elixir is not created in the body of a living being. It is an element that can only be obtained from beings who have transcended the flow of time, that is, from the dead."
If collecting planetary energy is different depending on the propensity of the creature, it was quite understandable given the non-ideality of the Philosopher's Stone.
"Undead creatures live in the erosion valley northwest of the mainland. But even if I catch a thousand, I'm afraid there will be one. In other words, it is not even a 0.1 percent chance."
said Gaold indifferently.
"Then what are we to do?"
"There is one. A place where you can get the Black Elixir with a 30%, no, 50% chance."
Sein asked.
"Where is it?"
Crude hesitated here again.
However, realizing that he couldn't stop talking, he widened his eyes and opened his mouth.
"The world of the dead, Niflheim."
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Chapter - 421 - In Heaven (3) 4.txt
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[421] In Heaven (3)
The desperate agony of the Great World War broke out.
Arius, fired from the electricity, flew 10 meters and rolled on the floor.
Apoptosis, the magic that dives into his thoughts, imprisons him in the concept of eternity, where time does not exist.
It was a kind of mental death, and the shock of actually returning was nothing compared to the horror of a newborn fetus.
"Ouch! Aaaagh!"
Arius couldn't stop screaming.
Everything was confusing and unsettling.
Only the afterimages left vaguely in my memory gave me a vague idea of who he was.
At the borders of oblivion, a thread of intellect flowed in and connected with memory.
The screams died down only after he recalled the scene where he cast magic while avoiding Walker's sword at the Kazra Palace.
'Damn it, I can't even do this.'
Arius, who stood up while wiping the sludge from under his chin, was suspicious of the unfamiliar sight.
"here is… … ?"
The person who pulled me out of apoptosis would be someone from the 7 Madou Girls, and if so, it should be their own hideout that no one knows, but the scenery they saw was completely different.
All over the light purple iron color, strange mechanical devices were operating with light.
"Are you a grave robber?"
Arius looked back with a displeased expression.
However, he soon had to raise his head, and the iris in his pupils narrowed in response to his surprise.
The light body above the head, huge wings of light many times larger than the body.
was an angel
'Why an angel… … ?'
The moment the question was about to rise to the top of his head, he quickly suppressed it with the battery of the flicker magic.
You have to run away.
The thought was next.
Flash! And when his body turned into light, Uriel's hand flew in faster than a moment.
"Keugh!"
Arius, who was caught by the neck, struggled at a height of 3 meters.
It wasn't that my throat was strangled, it felt like my neck bones were being grabbed.
"Sah, live… … !"
As Uriel struck down Arius, he fell to the ground, straightening his back like a bow and moaning in pain.
Then, struggling to get down on one knee, he looked up at the angels.
"Damn, what the hell are you all about?"
"I am Uriel, the angel of destruction."
"Yu, Uriel?"
One of only 8 archangels in heaven.
Arius' gaze quickly scanned the surroundings.
After grasping the objects, devices, and even the Milky Way, he realized that it was a great world war.
'Then the one next to me is Kariel… … .'
If there were two archangels, it had to be considered that there was no possibility that even Arius of the 7 Magicians could leave this place alive on his own.
"There is something I want to show you."
Kariel, who floated Arius in the air, flew in front of the Milky Way and threw him again.
"Keugh!"
Falling from the stomach, he caught his breath, then raised his head with difficulty realizing that there was someone in front of him.
A woman was sitting cross-legged.
"human?"
said Uriel.
"It's Adrias Miro."
Arius' eyes widened in shock.
"Mi, maze? Who is this woman?"
Miro is an unforgettable name for scale wizards.
However, it was the first time seeing the face of even the grave robber Arius.
It looks like this.
She was a common girl, a girl you could see anywhere in the world. It's enough to make you look away for a moment if you run into them while passing by.
However, the modifiers attached to her were all superlatives, such as the best, last, final, and strongest.
That's why Arius had no choice but to look at the face of the girl with weak eyes closed as if possessed.
It's beautiful, just by existing.
Arius, who hastily regained consciousness, analyzed the situation based on the existing information.
Archangel, Great World War, Labyrinth.
'Damn it. Did I come this far after all?'
The fact that Miro is in heaven can also be interpreted as meaning that the final war is imminent.
'What the hell is going on? Did you know in the original world?'
I wanted to talk to Miro, but she showed no signs of waking up.
Arius looked back at Kariel and asked.
"Are you asleep?"
"no. Miro enters the dimension of cowardice. You can put her back the way she was."
'It's cowardly… … .'
Arius' face contorted.
'shit! It's a good experience.'
Now I'm just starting to get some strands.
Miro cannot be killed as long as he is in the state of samadhi. Also, that was the reason why he called himself, a grave robber, to this place.
"Destroy the fear of the labyrinth."
Arius snorted.
When he was captured by Uriel, he instinctively asked for help, but death was not a priority for him who regained his intelligence.
If the labyrinth is pulled out of the cowardice, the space-time of the labyrinth will be destroyed, and what remains is the destruction of mankind.
'It doesn't really matter, but I don't like it when they go their way.'
Still, I had no intention of giving up.
It is none other than exploring the spirit of one of the greatest wizards in human history.
I wanted to know, what the hell was going on in this woman's head.
What you like, what you don't like, what you're ashamed of, and what secrets you need to take to the grave.
"Destroy Samadhigyeong?"
Arius frowned and said.
"Are you kidding me?"
"If you don't, you die."
"You don't think that's a threat, do you? This woman is mankind's strongest scale wizard. She will only be crushed by the Egoist no matter who dives, not me."
"Then I have no choice but to die."
When Kariel held out his hand, Arius raised both hands as if to calm down.
"wait. It doesn't mean I won't do it. It just means you have to find a way around it."
"bypass? You mean the mind?"
"Anyway, if you dive right now, you will be swept away by the samadhi. But what about Drimo? I will collect the spirit of the maze from Dremo, where any thoughts flow. It's about finding keywords that are strong enough to break the samadhi."
"keyword?"
"Every human being has trauma. A trauma that takes your breath away the moment you think about it. We make a powerful net out of them and cast them into the abyss. Then pull? The big fish called maze will be caught."
Kariel stared at Arius, who was talking excitedly.
Are you insane? To be so zealous in destroying humanity.
'I can't understand at all, the seeds called humans.'
Arius made a condition.
"However, Drimo is a multi-dimensional structure, so it is not a place where you can investigate freely. So give me some information. Don't you guys know?"
"Hmm."
Suddenly, Kariel's planetary body expanded into a halo.
While Arius' face turned pale, a black orb squeezed through space and was born.
"Come out, Brahma."
"Kiiiii!"
The hooked nose protruded first, followed by the red-skinned face.
The eyes were slit and the teeth irregularly aligned.
There were three luminous triangles floating on the front of the forehead, and the brain was connected beyond the top of the head. Unlike humans with brain water inside the skull, it flowed down like hair and reached the tip of the toes of a short stature.
Kariel's family, the triangular Mara Brahma.
In some parts of the human world, he was a being called the god of creation.
"Meet the humble Brahma, Archangel Kariel."
"Follow that human to Drimo. Cooperate with whatever he may be investigating."
Arius had an absurd expression.
'Damn it, Brahma?'
As a wizard, it was shocking that the god of intelligence in mythology looked like that.
But he quickly regained his cool.
This is your chance.
If he borrowed the knowledge of the triangular Mara, he would be able to access the depths of Drimo that humanity has not reached.
'Hehehe, the magic god is smiling at me.'
Arius approached the maze.
I will dig up everything about her.
And when I come back, I will be the god of the world.
"Let's go. Heaven seems to be quite busy too."
Brahma stretched out a strand of brain water and pushed it through the labyrinth's mouth into the brain.
As the area of the brain responsible for Drimo was activated, a small space-time tunnel appeared in front of his eyes.
Arius flung himself without delay, followed by Brahma.
"Whoa."
Kariel sat down only after the space-time tunnel closed.
It was no exaggeration to say that summoning the triangular Mara was squeezing out all remaining power.
"Are you okay?"
"Power comes back after time. If only the labyrinth wakes up, humans are doomed. There will be a right of origin at the Archangel Council as well."
"You may not succeed. According to the kinship law, even Brahma is not in a normal state."
The sum of the abilities of the three Maras commanded by the angels can never exceed the abilities of the angels.
This is according to the reason that an acquired concept cannot appear without an antecedent concept.
This is the family law.
As long as Kariel's presence was weakened, even Brahma, the triangular mara, could not exert his full power.
"doesn't care. After all, Brahma was born as an imitation of my intellect. It can make a judgment in one second that 10,000 prudent humans made through compromise. It will take some time, but he'll be able to pull it off."
It will take time. But what can you do?
If that's the last time left for mankind anyway.
* * *
The strategy conference room was seized with silence.
Niflheim.
It is a place where even the border people of the mainland are forbidden to approach, and the only beings inhabiting it are evil specters who were once feared by humans.
Crud gave realistic advice this time as well.
"Let me be clear, it is a very dangerous place. Considering the value of the Black Elixir, many people deserve to take on the challenge, but even that has been abandoned thousands of years ago. One reason. Because if you go, you will surely die. So choose well."
Sein asked.
"Do you see we have a choice? in this situation?"
"Even if we don't go to Niflheim, we can still maintain our alliance. Opportunities don't just exist. But it means that these three conditions must be met if the 1st Command goes to all-out war."
Taking the safe route takes a long time. Conversely, it was too risky to take the fast route.
"Gaold, what are you going to do?"
Sein handed over the judgment to the commander.
But in reality, it was just a polite question. With no way to know Miro's life or death, he had only one choice.
"I'm going to Niflheim."
"Hmm."
Crude's sigh continued for a long time.
"I think highly of you. That's why you want to dry it. It is also a good idea to use the light of Area 73 to increase the size of the rebels. why are you in a hurry? Any special reason?"
Impatience breeds mistakes.
Gaold also knew that fact, so he desperately maintained his composure.
But looking at it objectively, time was not leisurely.
It would be impossible to kill a maze in heaven in heaven, but neither were those who would do such a thing without any countermeasures.
"I don't know. I'll meet the three conditions as quickly as possible. So, are there any complaints?"
"of course. But, if possible."
Crude was skeptical until the end.
"From now on, we divide the team. I, Gangnan, and Zulu enter Niflheim."
Sein asked.
"Then what about the rest?"
"Armin, Siena, Ethella, and Kuan are in charge of the munitions community. Shirone and Fleur convince 2nd Command. For now, this is the only way."
Even in Sein's opinion, the number of people was divided as much as possible considering the difficulty of the mission.
"Then I will stay here and strategize. In addition, I have to figure out about planetary movements."
In order for God's Punishment to properly stick to Arabot, precise forecasts of the landing point are required. To do so, what had to be preceded was an understanding of planetary motion.
"Are you sure you want to go, to Niflheim?"
Crude couldn't understand Shirone and the others.
Even if 10 people rush in, no, even if you ask for support from the rebels, you will split the team.
"Are you guys insane?"
Gaold said as he left.
"no."
(end of volume 17)
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[422] Second Command (1)
Shirone headed to 2nd HQ with Fleur.
Clove and Gardlock were the guides, and various information was heard while riding on the spot of light to narrow the distance.
"According to research, the 'looking down' of the angels is not a departure from the gaze of the observer, but a cannibalistic appearance that draws the desired place in front of the eyes. It's like opening a drawer in your room and looking through it. Then how did the rebels avoid looking down?"
Guardlock's words were translated through a drone from headquarters.
The drones produced in heaven do not have the language of the land country, but the 'Night Blindness' thing has even been programmed with the language of numerous border people.
"Hmm, put a lock on the drawer?"
Gadlock nodded at Fleur's words.
"That's the Mecca way. The self-developed magnetic field disrupts the landscape and makes it impossible to focus."
Shirone said.
"So the second one is that you make a lot of drawers?"
"answer. Currently, the 2nd Command, which we are heading to, is being operated as a scattered point organization. It's a classic stealth strategy, but the risk is much less."
Fleur asked.
"Which place is it? 2nd Command."
"I've never been to headquarters either. After serving in the 13th Battalion, I was transferred to the 1st Command. However, compared to Mecha, which values leadership, Norr prioritizes individual abilities. I have the idea that a person with power should be the commander."
Shirone said.
"Then the commander must be a very strong person."
"I heard that. It's a woman named Ray Sis, and according to her rumors, she has a whopping 32 percent Spirit Force."
Spirit Force is an indicator of affinity for Jung, and it is a mental state that is much closer to the essence than Spirit Zone.
Fleur asked.
"How great is 32 percent? If it reaches 100 percent, will you be able to use it freely?"
"That's a lot. Because it's friendly anyway. Is 32 percent enough to provide drinking water for 100 people with just one drop? Usually Norr's affinity is only 7-8%. Even if there is only a 1% difference, the magical power increases exponentially."
Shirone visualized the image of the commander of the 2nd headquarters, albeit vaguely.
"Anyway, I'm in favor of this journey. Mecha is strong against giants, but weak against fairies. On the other hand, Norse are strong against fairies. Union is essential to survival."
While talking like that, Shirone and the others arrived at the spot of light.
Particles of light were floating on top of the transparent stream that shimmered like diamonds.
Guard Rock pushed through the water and entered the city. He punched the spot and prepared the magic of light Elijah.
Flew asked as he watched the light seep through his fists.
"Do we have to go further from here? It's already the third."
"This is the end."
If they were attacked on the way to this place, the information could be leaked, so these words were saved.
Fleur nodded and approached Shirone.
It's easier on the inside than when there were seniors like Giraseong, but now she had to protect Shirone completely.
As I left the bunker after negotiating with Crude last night, I remembered the story I heard from Gaold.
"Flu."
"Yes, president of the Association."
Gaold, who sang the flue, glanced at Shirone and then said:
"I am concerned. Other teams have a mix of veterans, but you and Shirone are different."
Flew readily admitted.
Of course, he knew that what Gaold was worried about was not the safety of Shirone and Fleur, but the failure of the project.
"I am fully aware. I will risk my life so as not to become an annoyance to my seniors."
"One of a kind, if things go wrong… … ."
Gaold stopped talking.
It was truly a wonder to Flew.
The mere fact that he hesitated, likened to a machine with a broken brake, was already rewarded.
Flew said with a soft smile.
"Do not worry. If there's one life that needs to be lost on this project, I know it's me. As a supporter, no matter what happens, I will definitely bring Shirone back to life."
Shirone, who joined the team as a Terminator, is the task force's master key to survive until the end, even if most of the team members die.
It was embarrassing as a wizard to weigh the life of a supporter and a factor with such a heavy mission.
Gaold looked at Fleur in silence for a moment. Then he turned around, viciously tearing the corner of his mouth.
"Cheuk, trust me."
The last words penetrated deep into Flew's heart.
She gazed at Gaold's broad back with a blank expression, and raised a salute with a smile on her face.
'It's okay to die. I'm on the best team.'
"excuse me… … ."
At that time, Crude, who had been watching the two of them from afar, walked away clearing his throat.
Even in wartime, he carefully expressed his emotions, which is the principle that human beings should live like human beings.
"If there is anything uncomfortable… … ."
"doesn't exist."
Flew, as if he had never done that, withdrew his smile and turned away with a cold expression.
Shirone was playing with the killifish with her feet.
He was 19 years old, which would be perfect if he wasn't on a mission in a place like this.
I will do my best to protect Shirone.
However, it is also true that words such as the best in practice have no meaning.
It was only important to complete the goal by any means and methods, and to do so, Shirone also needed determination.
"Listen. Since you've come this far, you're a wizard too. He hasn't graduated yet, so he's an unofficial wizard."
Shirone looked at Fleur in bewilderment.
"So from now on I will treat you as a pro. It means that you should not be swayed by emotions and be faithful to your mission. I'm not asking you to do anything unreasonable. In fact, I can't even tell what's absurd. Because that's what war is. If there is confusion, just stick to your mission."
There is no way you wouldn't know that it was Shirone.
Seniors like the sky would be willing to give their lives to protect him who doesn't even have a magician's license.
What's most nerve-wracking is knowing that, but having to drive them to death without hesitation.
'I must live. It's such a mission.'
Shirone nodded with a determined expression.
"yes. Do not worry."
No one wants to take on a job they don't like.
If you can't do it yourself, someone else will eventually have to do it for you.
Shirone made up her mind. no, i wished
Whatever the situation, please do not hesitate.
"depart."
Elijah's gigantic flash shot up into the sky.
* * *
The forest landscape shimmered as the world was bathed in warm light.
After the light faded, the landscape changed from a valley with a stream to the middle of a forest with a dense forest.
Flew asked, looking around.
"Is this headquarters?"
"no. Command's gatekeeper will lead us. Maybe we should go a lot further here."
It was a measure to avoid being followed. I could see how thoroughly they were hiding.
Gadlock put his finger in his mouth and whistled.
As the sound magic ferry was cast, sounds like the chirping of hundreds of birds soared into the forest's sky.
After a while, a man appeared from behind a tree.
"Where are you from? Haven't you received a report today?"
He was a man with a cold impression.
He has blue hair, raised eyebrows, and shaved the left side of his head. The right side of her hair, down to her shoulder, was covering one of her eyes.
Gadlock pointed at Shirone and said.
"I am from First Command. You must have heard the rumors, this boy here… … ."
"Ah, that's right."
The man raised his hand and cast a spell.
Forest Magic Oprica.
The trees in the back swayed, and numerous vines flew at Shirone and the others, showing a rapid growth rate.
"Keugh!"
Clove and Gardlock, terrified, lost their balance and landed on their butts, while Shirone and Fleur did not move.
The flying trajectory was not aimed at him.
Perhaps, if he had kept his cool a little longer, anyone would have figured it out.
The vines were planted in the ground, and then grew in an arch.
In an instant, Shirone and the others were imprisoned in a prison entwined with arch-patterned trees.
'This is ancient plant magic.'
According to the afterimage from when he competed with Bossun in Kazura, even a certified 4th grade wizard could not produce such a rapid growth effect.
I didn't think that man was stronger than Bossun, but it seemed that there was definitely an advantage of ancient magic using Jung's affinity.
'It won't be easy anyway.'
It bothered me that from the very beginning, there had been very little proper negotiations for a group that had staged armed demonstrations.
The gatekeeper cast Oprica anew and drew another twig and aimed it at the party.
"What business do those who betrayed Norr have to us?"
Clove shouted, grabbing hold of the prison.
"What is this? Do you know who this person is? The light of Area 73, Shirone!"
The more hostile the relationship, the more active the espionage warfare.
The gatekeeper also knew that Shirone had returned.
"so?"
"So what? aren't you going to war? You don't know how much the morale of the rebels increases when Shirone is around, so you ask?"
A spear-sharp branch pierced a crack in the cell and stopped in front of Clove's nose.
"Kuk!"
Clove hurriedly backed away and shot his back at the prison on the other side.
Oprica is a magic that cannot be cast without an affinity exceeding 10%.
With only 7% affinity, he could not resist the man's prestige.
"What about the light in Area 73? When were you criticizing and blaming Nord, when did you say let's come and fight together? We don't need the might of the Mechas. How can you compete with angels with those who are only mechanical?"
"How do you know that?"
Shirone said.
"We are here to meet your captain, not you. I don't think you have the right to decide something with the fate of the entire Norse at stake."
The man turned his gaze to Shirone.
I have heard the story of Shirone's saga, but the Norse, who have an absolute standard of power, are not simply deceived by myths.
If he thought that he would be able to work here as long as he defeated the fairy manager, Girin Lee, then the light in District 73 was either a fairly weak guy or a kid drunk on his own power.
"Maybe. But as a gatekeeper, I have the authority. Whether it's the Nephilim or the Light of District 73, strength is what matters in war. I don't know how it was in Mecca, but the Norse doesn't even snort when he whines in a wooden prison."
"okay?"
Shirone sighed and put her palm on the prison cell.
As the light began to focus on his hand, the gatekeeper hurriedly backed away.
According to what I've heard, Shirone can freely use light regardless of affinity, and can destroy things with it.
"joy! Let's see… … !"
The gatekeeper is also a master of ancient magic who has been given the crucial task of protecting the rebel headquarters.
Grabbing all the vegetation around him, he twisted the vines into sharp spears and prepared to strike back.
'what?'
But the situation to counterattack did not come.
The light gathered in Shirone's hands gradually turned dark, and the vines began to twist grotesquely.
Amgu.
The gatekeeper had no choice but to let go of his hands and stare blankly at the sight of the thick trees twisting.
Crunchy! Sigh!
With a sound like bones being crushed, the intertwined hemispherical prison was torn from the ground.
Deed Deed Dede Deuk!
Eventually, it twisted toward the hole in the space and began to be sucked in.
The tree struggled from root to root, like a glutton swallowing a living creature whole, and yet it was eventually forcibly consumed and disappeared without a trace.
Clove and Gardlock's faces turned pale.
The other day, when Shirone broke a rock with his light, he wasn't quite as surprised.
"Um, what kind of magic is that, Master?"
"… … ."
There was no way to know that it was Gadlock. Perhaps the gatekeeper is the same.
All the Norse were staring at Shirone in a state of fascination.
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