Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 811

Ascendant Coming(6)

oh oh oh!!

The moment when the supernormal ability of revelation turns and illuminates the open sea.

On the other side of my cognition, the sky opened and overwhelming sensations began pouring down into the infinity.

Lennok’s declaration that he would become an apostle of the church and directly deal with Dorae.

But even after the priestess heard that, she couldn’t move right away and her hands trembled.

[Standing the selection ceremony…]

Because she also had a vague idea of what Lennok meant.

A special magician of pandemonium.

A genius with an extremely rare talent for directly manipulating space.

A person who indirectly handles the power of the cult leader as an incarnation.

Does Lennok himself want to become an apostle of the church and be reborn as an incarnation of a foreign god?

[Being an apostle of the church is-]

The priestess’s voice trembled faintly.

[It is not something that can be undone once it has been done. If you accept the ceremony here…!!]

The priestess who had accompanied Lennok on her journey in Yorta had a vague understanding of what kind of person he was.

Absolute confidence in his own abilities and talents. A firm and unwavering determination that the judgments made by oneself are not wrong.

He trusts himself more than anyone else, and has a strong personality that does not waver in any situation and finds a way out.

He is a genius whose inner thoughts and will feel more dangerous than his unique manipulation technique and powerful magical power.

Why did Pandaemonium put so much effort into scouting this sorcerer?

And she entrusted him with the mission by sending him to critical missions across the continent, to the extent that even the priestess, who was skeptical of the existence of pandemonium, was convinced in her heart.

But even so, going through the selection ceremony to become an apostle was a completely different matter.

No matter how strong-willed beings are, even if they can protect their identity, that is only limited to this world.

It is impossible for any mortal in this world to defy the will of a foreign god.

Even more so, if you inherit their power and become an apostle, you will never be able to escape.

If Lenoch was an apostate who had nothing to do with the Order, she would have nothing to do with the priestess either.

But that special magician must-

“Seina Naidri.”

Lennok laughed as he called her name.

“It’s okay, let’s start.”

Wood Deuk!!

Just one word was enough.

The moment Lennok gave permission, it was as if he was waiting anxiously beyond the door.

Her infernal sanctuary twisted and visions of her senses ripped open above her head.

The scenery of the cathedral, which is still visible, does not change at all.

But it felt like something had cracked from just above Lennok’s head, coming down through the senses.

A connection to the open sea where you can feel that you are there even though you cannot see or hear it.

That moment when Lennok sensed it and slowly raised his head.

A reverberation that seemed to uplift the mind and body exploded throughout the Sanctuary of Mugan.

oh oh oh!!!!

Just hearing that tone shook my mind wildly, as if it were shouting into my soul.

Through the supernatural ability of revelation possessed by the priestess, the gazes looking at this place from the other side of the open sea.

The colonies of the apocalypse, who can only be answered by praying earnestly, are watching this place by sending their will unsparingly.

Cuguaguagua!!!!

Even the Ascendant who was approaching Lenok stopped walking for a moment.

“What the hell are you doing…!!!”

Feeling the overwhelming presence pouring down from above her head, he distorted her face viciously.

The shape of a fallen Shadow Robe covered in blood.

It was because he noticed at once that huge wills were entwined around him and caressing him as if to protect him.

As a vessel of the cult leader, he can understand it more clearly because he has supported his will at least once.

Bondi are the beings that should never be here.

The ends that have not yet been allowed to come down to this world.

The gaze emitted by a transcendent being swimming on the other side of the open sea awaiting the end where all causes and effects are closed.

“This… crazy guy!! Are you trying to hasten the end of the world here?!”

Do-rae raised his magic to the fullest and immediately raised his inner image with all his might.

The mana rotated around the clenched fist, adding to the suspicion and imagery, and it began to boil pitifully.

Geuggeuggeuk!!!

The ink-colored spirit bounced off Dorae’s right arm as if it were twisting, and at once stretched out behind the ascendant’s back.

As if shooting out the sun painted with ink, a huge fighting spirit spirally rotates and ejects.

Guzhong

one kalpa

On the spot, he crushed Lennok’s new model, which was shaking, from the front.

Kwagagagak!!

A tsunami of muddy color rips through the sanctuary of infinity.

It was terribly worn and worn out, and then, unable to overcome the endless extinction, the space collapsed.

But even so, Lennok stood there, weakly holding on to the flowing mask.

A sorrowful haze rises from the shadow robe.

The innumerable wills rotating with Lennok in between are annihilating, accepting the speculation.

“God bless you…!!”

It is said that the will of the foreign press sacrificed itself on behalf of Lennok, but that alone cannot fully receive the power of the Ascendant.

The imagery he wields is a perfect martial art based on the body of an ascendant.

However, the blessing of the religious leader who protects the arrival of the body was blocking the attack on Lennok.

The moment when Dorae realized that it was because of the will of the foreign media surrounding Lenok and hardened his face.

[Choose…]

[Hey, choose…]

The will and magic that overflowed from all sides of Lenok collided with each other and disappeared, whispering in the form of nurturing.

A withered purple hand. Transparent horns that flow like jellyfish.

A stone statue with a baby with an umbilical cord and a deer’s head, aged like an old man.

In this world, the will that transcends mutual interest and balance, which is not easy to even see properly, reconciled in a real form and landed beside Lennok.

[You can choose…]

[You can choose us…]

[Please hold my hand…]

Intangible wills that whispered earnestly to Lenok while twisting and rubbing their wills nonstop.

The figure of Lennok looking at himself silently in the center of that incomprehensible landscape.

As if he knew from the beginning that the will of the foreign press surrounding him was staring at him and longing for him.

A new type of wizard who peers backwards into the other side of the sea without a word, unmoved by any whispers or temptations.

The priestess, who had been watching him blankly, asked.

[…who are you?]

“…”

[You are not him. Even though he could never be him, this is […]

The priestess muttered in confusion, not even herself recognizing what was being said.

[This is impossible. It’s not like being an apostle, it’s like-]

“It’s one of the turning points in the ending that I could have chosen at some point.”

Lennok replied.

“Someone might have already made a choice, so I no longer have a chance… This is one of those fragments of the future.”

said Lennok, who looked at her priestess with expressionless eyes.

“That’s why the strength and will that shouldn’t exist at this point come down like this and want to be with me.”

[…]

The priestess did not fully understand the meaning of the words.

For Lenok to fully understand her words, it would be impossible without going through all the journeys he had seen and felt.

It wasn’t an answer that Lennox asked for understanding either.

However, as was the case with the messages left by all the Transcendentalists who had given Lennok an answer in the meantime.

Sometimes the answer you convey to someone is a message for yourself.

“The Ascendant has already died and only his body remains, but the memories of his life are still moving him.”

said Lennok, pointing to the arrival.

“In order to deal with that and escape, you’ll need a power that can simultaneously damage the cult leader’s blessing and the ascendant’s immortality.”

[…Is that why you decided to become an apostle?]

The priestess shook her head.

[This is not. This is wrong.]

“Why? Because I don’t believe in doctrine? Is it because I mocked and despised your faith?”

Lennok asked with a smile.

“Or is it because I might be an existence that originated from the cult leader himself?”

[Since his arrival, there has been no human being that the gods of the open sea have shown so much interest in.]

The priestess answered with a sad expression.

[Twisted love-hate and interest. Everything is immoral and harmful to the human beings who live in this world. You won’t be able to handle it.]

“…”

[Even if you become an incarnation in the joy of the gods, what is the meaning of surviving the immediate crisis?]

Lennok thought silently about the priestess’ answer and then laughed.

“Yeah… that’s not wrong.”

Lennok nodded, looking back at the countless foreign presses who embraced him.

“Because if I choose one of these to become their incarnation, it will lead to a different ending than I hoped.”

Even if you become an apostle through the selection ceremony, the only thing that exists at the end of it is disastrous destruction.

If even the believers who serve the religious leader cannot avoid that outcome, can non-believers who do not believe in the doctrine avoid it?

Lennok knows that it is close to impossible.

However, the reason why he started the selection ceremony by borrowing the Supernatural Power of Revelation was because Lennok himself had a strong conviction that this would not happen.

“But, standing under foreign press like this, I think I know for sure.”

Far East Branch of the Guido Church.

Just like when I faced the apostle selection ceremony through Izel Nydri, the previous priestess.

At that time, she vaguely thought as she looked at the foreign media who were trying to descend by choosing her instead of Izel Naydri.

As if looking at the answer that was vaguely guessed and guessed at the time, now even closer.

Catch the doubt swirling inside you and gradually turn it into certainty.

“I am also a person who cannot choose one thing. Even though I know I will have to do that someday… I constantly put off answering because I want to include all the possibilities.”

[…You?]

At that moment, an achromatic ripple burst out centering on Lenok and began to consume the surrounding space-time upside down in an instant.

Aaaaaaa!!!

A wave of will that was so overwhelming and powerful that even the priestess was taken aback.

With that alone, the entire Infernal Sanctuary was swayed as if it were going to be buried, rapidly changing the scene in all directions.

[Ah ah ah ah ah!!!]

[No no!!!]

The will of the sea that guarded his side had a seizure and tried to hold him, but Lennok’s image shook off such a touch too lightly and established its own territory.

Gwagwagwagwa!!!!

On the other side of the vast, endless dark void, golden radiance seemed to radiate as it rotated.

The moment the priestess’ spiritual body blankly lifted her eyes while looking at the golden ring spreading from afar.

“By following and looking back at forgotten failures, believing that there will be a better answer somewhere.”

said Lennok, extending his hand toward the fork in the approaching kaleidoscope.

“Laughing at the failures who fell first… while realizing that I am no different from them.”

Lennok looked at the priestess and said.

“Maybe we are waiting for the moment when the process becomes the answer.”

Aaaaaaa!!!

The shape of a single branching point that shines in the far reaches of the universe.

The appearance of the turning point, which is somewhat different from the image of the kaleidoscope that Lennok has been unfolding, even looks empty somewhere.

However, the landscape of the fork in front of Lennok was shining more clearly than anything else.

The reason why Lennok took the risk of invoking the will of foreign media through the apostle selection ceremony.

The reason why he gathered their desires and held them by his side through the declaration that he would become an apostle.

It was to call out the twisting divergence in the most dangerous form among Lennok’s kaleidoscopic images, more than anything else.

Because it is a turning point that Lennok himself would never choose, he could not use it normally.

The possibility of insanity left behind thinking it would be absolutely necessary in the upcoming showdown with the Church.

“come.”

Gwagwagwagwa!!!!

The moment I reached out through the kaleidoscope, dozens of huge black pillars rose from both sides.

Huge pillars with an overwhelming unexplored area comparable to a giant tree lined up on the left and right of Lennok.

Beneath the darkened scene of infinity, the starlight that would not shine by nature fell down, drawing countless lines of light.

Dark Sanctuary. Temple of the Void.

The turning point of madmen who fall through the apostle selection ceremony initiated by the priestess.

Beyond the sealess apostle who wanders without serving any god and without submitting to the will of any open sea.

The temple of photons who have established their own sanctuary as the judge of the madmen who covet immortality.

In the middle of the cathedral of an unknown end, a harmless sanctuary that rejects foreign media is newly unfolded.

Deed Deuk!!!

With just that, the gazes of the open sea clinging to Lennok’s side were ripped off as they were, and bounced out helplessly.

[Aaaaaaaa!!]

[You fooled me, you fooled me!!!]

[It shouldn’t be like this, no…!!!]

Hae-hae’s will, screaming madly, desperately tries to catch Lennok somehow.

However, Lennok did not look back at those foreign media and slowly stood up on the spot.

Every time the starlight shining on the temple of darkness rotated, an unknown, intangible force was violently thrust into Lennok’s body.

Along with him, Lennok’s body, which had been bloody and ruined, began to be restored on the spot.

Duduk duduk duduk!!

I slowly stood up from my seat while wearing the shadow robe that had become tattered.

Slowly, the bone fragments and muscles of his whole body were fitted together, and he raised his head with immeasurable magic power contained in his body.

Partial expansion of magnetic domain: Observation of divergence points

realization of real name hierarchy imagery

[Gwangramuhaegung (狂裸無海宮)]