Episode 146 The difference between a hero and a murderer is one point (1)
Proxia will perish even if left alone.
Ray didn’t bother killing them himself.
The purpose of his coming into the castle is just a legacy from the age of magic.
If only I could get that, I could be satisfied enough.
Ray kept running to a place where there might be a facility like a library without even knowing the way.
As he stirs the front yard of Proxia, a fierce swordsman blows.
Ray, who easily avoided it by lowering his head slightly, ran without showing any signs of stopping.
Then, the one who was embarrassed was the one who threw the sword.
“Hey! stop!”
As the knight in fancy armor chased after him, Ray increased his speed.
If he decides to run, even Iriel cannot follow him.
No matter how high-level they were, there was no way they could catch them.
Even while running at breakneck speed, Ray turned his head to find the library.
The castle wasn’t that large, so he was able to find it in no time.
‘It’s here.’
Breaking the window and entering, Ray looked at the well-organized bookshelves and began to find what he wanted.
I don’t know if there are books from the age of magic.
Obviously, the library itself is huge, but it may not have left valuable materials called magic books in such a place.
I quickly took out books from the bookshelf classified as magic and read them.
His brain sucks in new knowledge and begins to memorize it at breakneck speed.
There were also some books that couldn’t be found even in the imperial family.
In the meantime, while using magic, Ray did not reach the theories of those who systematically learned magic.
He had been giving lectures based on the facts he had found out, but that was something he could do because it was a special lecture.
If it was a regular lecture, I would have had to finish the lecture without even giving it a few lectures.
Skim it, and if it’s worth reading, put it in your backpack; if not, throw it on the floor.
The series of inspections were only a moment in time.
As I went further, I saw books that described the principles well, rather than a rough summary.
Proxia is going to die anyway.
Isn’t it a loss to humanity if we don’t take care of these treasure-like books?
Of course, I’m thinking of eating it all alone (?).
Books presumed to be from the age of sorcery were revealed one by one.
Unlike ordinary books, those books with preservation and strengthening magic seem to have even one page made with advanced technology.
In addition, there is even a complex locking spell so that it cannot be read without magical knowledge.
After stuffing all the enchanted books into her backpack, Ray took a look around and hurriedly left.
If you stay here any longer, you will definitely have to fight them, and then the effort to spread the Black Death will be futile.
Ray’s footsteps were directed towards the forest, not the way he had come.
If you go around the forest like this, no matter how many soldiers there are, it will be difficult to chase them.
However, as if he had read his thoughts, the search team was unleashed in the forest.
Ray casts a spell on them.
“Entangle.”
Mana responded and attracted the surrounding plants.
They screamed as the tree roots suddenly became entangled and unable to move.
“Aaaagh!”
“It’s magic!”
I tried to escape by cutting down the roots with my sword, but it was useless.
His mana that permeated his roots did not allow the sword to invade.
Ray ignored the search team and moved forward.
It was a completely different speed than when I first entered this forest.
I swiped past forests that only felt wide enough.
After running for about ten minutes, he was about to pass the elven village when a group of people blocked his path.
It was a very handsome young man and seven well-dressed middle-aged men.
Ray frowned.
Each one is shedding a considerable amount of mana.
It was a momentum that could not be compared to the courteous Aura users I met in the castle.
The young man let go of his cold energy and said.
“There are so many rats in our magic tower.”
The energy of the natural absolute that flows out with words stabs the skin.
Ray waved his hand once to relieve the mana.
“You guys hiding in these mountains look like rats, don’t they?”
As the young man twitched his eyebrows at his words, middle-aged people came forward.
“It’s rude!”
“Fire ball!”
“Wind cutter!”
Wow-!
oh my god.
I didn’t know Fireball, but I opened Wind Cutter with only starter words.
That means that everyone here is at the level of 5th circle or higher.
Unfortunately, they were only soldiers of a ruined country that would soon perish.
Ray waved his hand once, just like before.
“Cancel.”
Hwaaak-
His mana interfered with the casting of the magic and forcibly scattered the mana that was about to be manifested.
Fireballs in the form of fireballs and blades of high-compression air that were flying disintegrated in an instant.
Their eyes widened at the unbelievable phenomenon happening right in front of them.
Ray can interrupt magical phenomena and cancel them like his own magic.
He has taught students and professors in lectures, but so far the level of difficulty has been brutal enough to be called his unique technique.
As for those who use swords, his compatibility with those who use magic is truly the worst.
Think about it. What if wizards couldn’t use magic?
Probably only slightly stronger than a normal soldier.
Young and middle-aged people went crazy with his act of canceling the magic cast by the opponent, transcending the law.
Of course, Ray wasn’t nice enough to wait for Earl to come back.
“Wind cutter.”
When he felt the surrounding mana being sucked into him, his magic was already manifested.
A huge number of transparent blades rained down on them.
The middle-aged people, stunned by him, quickly manifested their magic.
“Sea Shield!”
“Shield!”
As the translucent sphere was about to be created, Ray again interrupted it with mana.
“Cancel.”
The shield is canceled and mana returns to nothingness without being able to maintain the sphere.
The blade of the wind cut down their bodies and passed by, cutting down the trees behind them as if they had no strength left.
Their blood splattered all over the forest with a deafening sound.
Despite the brutal appearance of his limbs flying in the air, the young man’s heart was still the same.
Only the two of them were left in the blood-stained forest, where the sight changed dramatically.
“Now, you bastard, you are the only one left.”
Ray wanted to quickly get rid of the rest and go back.
It was time to go back and think about medicine.
If it hadn’t been for constant interruptions, we could have produced a few pretty good novice doctors by now.
“I only ask one thing… have you reached the level of a Lord?”
load’s edge.
It meant the level of the 7th circle or higher.
Ray shook his head at the young man who asked with a calm expression.
To be precise, he doesn’t have a circle.
As a result, I couldn’t become a road that was talked about in the world.
In the first place, isn’t road a high-circle term?
He didn’t need to be elevated as a Lord because he was not even in the 1st circle, let alone more than 7th circle.
Although he is different from other wizards in that he can use any magic as long as he knows the theory.
The young man also nodded at his denial.
“I thought so too. Being a load is a noble state. It’s not a level for you, who can only cancel a few times, to come.”
“okay. When you’re done, rest in peace.”
“How dare you talk short in front of me.”
“Hold.”
The young man laughed at his magic.
Hold magic only works if the circle is lower than yourself.
He is the continent’s first rod.
Who do you think will cast hold magic after reaching the 7th circle?
Now that he had risen to the level of a road and regained his youth, he was truly full of confidence.
Even if he was a sword master, he could subconsciously know that he would not be his opponent.
The overflowing power was enough to collapse the country if it went wrong, and even the slightest serious use of magic reversed the balance of power.
Hold on to yourself like that? It’s a suicide method that doesn’t even make you laugh.
The joke was decided to stop at this point, and the young man gathered mana and tried to manifest magic.
A huge flow of mana had to start in turn from his circle.
However, contrary to his thoughts, he could not move his fingertips according to his will.
The young man’s face turned dark.
‘Caught in the ho hold.’
Does that mean that the one in front of you is a circle higher than you?
If you are at a higher level than yourself, which is Circle 7…
‘Circle 8…’ Anomalies?’
It was nonsense.
Climbing the 8th circle is impossible even for an elf who has lived a long time and has overflowing talent for magic.
Furthermore, he couldn’t imagine that there would be anyone who could tie him up, since the quality of his mana itself had changed since he reached the 7th circle.
Whether the young man did it or not, Ray didn’t care.
“Leaving you alive will be dangerous.”
If you leave it alive and then change your mind and rebuild Proxia, or if you pretend to be crazy and unleash magic on the Holy Kingdom, you will be the one who will be in trouble.
Ray didn’t have the slightest idea of keeping alive the sprout that could become big.
In other words, it means that he also recognizes the young man in front of him.
With this much power, Iriel and Zeke are no match.
It was a self-evident fact that if the young man in front of him made up his mind and threw magic at the castle, no matter how strong it was, it would be hit with a blow close to destruction.
While in the Holy Land, I met a few people who reached the 6th circle, but none of them had the same momentum as this young man.
Perhaps the identity of the young man is the 7th circle archmage he obtained while treating (?) the necromancer.
A magical steering rod that people from another world truly exalt.
If an ordinary army had come instead of himself, he would have died without even touching a hair.
That’s why I couldn’t keep him alive.
It would be difficult even if they invaded with the intention of revenge later.
He created a blade from his hand.
Without even being surprised by the aura that unfolded at an astonishing speed, Ray drove the sword into his heart.
Because his body is being suppressed by the hold, he can’t even scream and only spits out blood from his throat.
This is not reassuring.
Even in the case of Zeke, he was still alive even if his heart had become a rag.
Ray pulled the sword out of his heart and pierced the lung above his collarbone again.
A perforated lung can no longer hold a vacuum.
It can no longer inhale oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide.
it will lead to death
It is better to attack the brain if you want to kill it for sure, but not doing so was the last consideration for those who reached the level of a rod with a human body.
Ray looked at him for a moment, whose blood was flowing backwards and his strength was draining, and then he moved on.
Rod is dead.
This meant the complete destruction of Proxia.
No matter how many soldiers there were, they couldn’t compare to the 7th Circle Lord.
He sighed and turned his back to the corpses and headed toward the elven village.
I always feel it, but the feeling of killing people is not very pleasant.
Since he had always saved people, the feeling was even greater.
Somehow, in modern times, people are saved to save people, but here it feels like killing to save them.
By killing Proxia, he saved the lives of many people who would be attacked by him.
To some he would be a hero, and to others he could be nothing more than a simple murderer.
