The great mage who transcends by returning Episode 167
Dok Alphaheim, the kingdom of the dark elves.
Brakrion, the king of that place, stood in front of his compatriots with a heavy heart.
All of his compatriots were staring at him in unison, filling the huge square in front of the royal castle.
This is the moment you have been dreaming of.
The moment when compatriots unite with one enemy called ‘outside’… ….
Your wish will also come true.
“Listen, fellow countrymen!”
he shouted loudly.
Now, precious compatriots who have come together under the name ‘Karon’.
“Our great mother has now stepped in to punish the hateful sister!”
“Ah, Mother!”
“Yes, He said we need no more patience! We don’t have to be locked up in this forest any longer!”
Aether’s punishment of her sister has great significance.
authenticity.
The end of the progenitor’s long revenge is that he, the son of the progenitor, does not have to be trapped in this ‘hate’.
In fact, it didn’t matter that it was their ancestors who instigated that hatred, and that this atmosphere was nothing more than irrational madness.
Because he had ambition.
The ambition to make the clan even greater so as not to be trapped in this forest.
For that reason, the trivial past was irrelevant.
Didn’t your mother forgive you too?
It is a compassion that is different from that Hemera.
So, we want to make the most of this opportunity.
Opportunities to bring the opinions of our compatriots together like this are really rare.
the compatriots shouted.
“Glory to the great Dark King!”
“Thanks for your mother’s mercy!”
The atmosphere boils.
Even if this is incitement, what does it matter?
Whatever the process, if the result is good, that’s good.
In a rush of excitement, he raised his hands high in the sky.
‘It was a long time.’
How long have you been trapped in this forest and suffered?
You can’t just get out of this forest.
The outside is full of dangerous and heinous invaders.
You need a ‘weapon’.
Charon’s great will and all, but that was his purpose after all.
Trampling on the outside civilization and standing tall on their own.
They had no doubt that they could control their madness.
– The decision will be made today.
I shuddered as I remembered what my mother had said before leaving.
In other words, with today as the boundary, the madness of the forest is released to the outside!
“Let’s wait. My countrymen!”
“iced coffee…!”
A jubilant exclamation burst out among the Dark Elves.
Most of these people gathered here with just one faith toward the founder rather than hostility toward the outside.
Except for the king and the elders, no one knows about the ‘shameful’ of the past.
He just trembles with his overwhelming heart, saying that this is the moment when his mother’s will is fulfilled.
The scene where ‘madness’ is created.
And none of the people there noticed.
Somewhere close to the square.
That there were people who came in when the madness that covered the kingdom weakened.
Ironically.
It was only possible because madness blinded them.
* * *
– Dirge! A hero’s dream come true!
Dirge shouted proudly, leading the elves crowding around.
In an instant, Dirge rose to the peak of the dark forest fairies!
Lian looked at the guy who was bouncing around proudly talking about his achievements with a complicated expression.
‘What’s so fast?’
It seems like it’s been a few hours, but in the meantime, it seems to have calmed down the forest.
The more I think about the true identity of this fairy called Dirge, the more I fall into the labyrinth.
“So with your strength, you can relay the situation of the ‘grave’ to those Dark Elves in real time?”
– possible!
Dirge exclaimed proudly.
– My colleagues! Relay available!
It seemed to mean that such a thing would be possible if fairies gathered here and there.
– instead! need help!
“Hmm yes.”
I wondered in my head for a moment how on earth such a thing was possible, but I soon understood.
I just accept that this is going to happen.
The strangeness of the fairy named Dirge is strangely understandable when Mikhail is involved.
Lian clicked his tongue as he watched the Dark Elves frantically respond to the King’s words.
‘There must be a reason he told me to go this way.’
Himself, the butler, and Eileen.
In this way, the three secretly infiltrated the kingdom as it was chaotic, according to Mikhail’s words.
It wasn’t difficult.
It was because there was help from scout Jiboro, and the entire Dark Elf society was going crazy with the appearance of Hemera.
It felt like it was a dangerous situation right before an explosion.
The king in the midst of agitation and the people caught up in the instigation… ….
Rian shuddered as he recalled the curse of madness he had felt on his way here.
‘If something like that spreads, it’s the end.’
The reason they were fine was because there was a holy barrier that Mikhail had surrounded them.
However, if ordinary people are exposed to the curse, the truly imaginative consequences will unfold.
“Then let’s begin.”
The butler carefully began to engrave the magic circle he had heard from Mikhail on the floor.
The fairy’s strange power is obviously great, but a few more steps are needed to relay the situation at the tomb to everyone in the plaza.
It didn’t take long.
After a while, the fairies flocked to the completed magic circle all at once.
Some of the fairies who have lived by adapting to the curse of the dark forest so far watch the scene of the tomb and share it with other colleagues.
If so, what is the butler to do?
“< Welcome Theater >.”
Helping those instigated to see clearly the ‘outcome’ that Mikhail will produce.
Hwaaak!
The light spread in the square full of madness, and fantasy filled the place.
* * *
The demon’s contractor.
The meaning of the word is obvious, but it is never light.
Isn’t it a contract with that ‘Demon God’?
[I can’t believe the contract with the demon god was still there.]
“…They probably signed a contract a long time ago.”
Considering the identity of that elf, the contract with the demon god is not very strange.
“Hey, listen. I’m here to take back what you took away. I need to get it back.”
“Get it back? Didn’t you come all this way because you were pushed back by rumors?”
“It’s a difference of position.”
Saying that, the self-proclaimed Aether stretched out the disposition of sorrow he was holding in his hand.
At that moment,
jet-black spears rose all at once in the air and attacked me.
Wow!
But those spears were simply crushed by the storm that protected me.
When she saw it, her eyes lit up.
Feeling displeased with the sudden attack, I lightly brushed the hand holding the staff.
“It’s an all-out attack.”
“It’s a light greeting. There’s no way that a child who is known as a hero can’t even stop something like this.”
As expected, it laughed.
I saw the wand it was holding.
‘The temper of sorrow.’
Known as the symbol of Aether, it is also an ancient elven relic.
Among the magic tools that have endured for a long time, some special types are upgraded.
The ‘property of grief’ that it now possesses must also be of that type.
but.
‘I can’t handle it completely.’
It may seem like a pretty skillful handling to someone who doesn’t know it, but it’s not at all.
To put it bluntly, it seems that half of it has been recognized, but… ….
Ugh.
Every time it dealt with the darkness, there were intermittent times when the temper of grief trembled.
This means that control is not perfect.
Usually there is only one such case.
When an entity similar to the owner is forcibly taking possession of it.
…For example, being in a direct relationship with the original owner, or being infinitely close to the original owner.
Whatever.
“Look around the set storm.”
“huh.”
Fire!
The set materialized on the spot.
As soon as she materialized, she immediately used her powers to surround the tomb with a storm.
Now here’s the
“Oh won’t you let me out?”
“of course. The hero stands by the devil’s contractor? Isn’t that not even funny?”
“What are you talking about?”
It pretended not to know and did not break the leisurely smile.
Looking at it, I was convinced once again.
That definitely needs to be removed from here today.
The Great Devil is something I can predict, but that thing in front of me can be said to be an unpredictable variable.
“< Sanctuary Proclamation >.”
thud!
The staff of the World Tree quickly exerted influence as soon as they hit the ground.
The essence of the world tree is related to ‘Asar’, and of course, the synergy with the storm is very good.
Cre… ….
The darkness that seemed to rush at me at any moment trembled.
The teeth were still menacing, but rather than facing me, they were walking backwards.
“haha….”
it laughed
There’s no way it wouldn’t have been affected.
For an instant, his eyes flashed fiercely.
“You are cheeky.”
the shadows wriggle
At the same time, the sanctuary I had built begins to grind away with one step at a time.
Kagagak!
My sanctuary and its darkness collided in the center.
Life and death, light and darkness, good and evil… ….
Neither one is easily pushed aside.
It is also not an easy bet.
no, of course
The existence of that ‘Aether’ is a variable that even I could not predict.
An existence that was not revealed even before the return.
Quaggagak!
Little by little, my sanctuary began to slip away.
It grinned and stared at the darkness that was gradually expanding its territory.
“I know what you are up to. There are fairies eyes everywhere. I don’t know how you command fairies, but you’re thinking of showing my children something?”
“then?”
“I want to tell you that it means nothing. We are beings who are in contact with ‘darkness’ in some way. Darkness can never be a shame for us.”
Rather, he said that I was foolish for bringing him here with the existence of Hemera as bait.
she said leisurely.
“The sacrifice of you as a hero will be valuable food for us to go out. accept it You cannot resist this darkness.”
With those words, the darkness emanating from her began to eat away at my sanctuary with even greater force.
“Hmm, definitely a little behind.”
Well, if you’re a being who’s lived for over a thousand years, you can never look down on those years.
But I didn’t know that, and I wasn’t waiting here.
In the first place, taking lightly the demon’s contractor was stupid.
So, for the rest of the time, I did my best to analyze it.
“by the way.”
And just in time for me.
“You know < Lemegeton >?”
There was a hemp book made by my great ancestor.
“…what?”
‘Aether’ frowned.
But no matter how I reacted, I memorized the ‘spell’ I had prepared slowly.
“< There were two sisters. >”
One of the legends of the elves that Mia heard.
The story of an elf sister who embraces the sun and moon.
At the same time, a story that is scheduled for catastrophe.
“…This!”
And right after that,
the atmosphere of ‘Aither’ changed.
The darkness that had been devouring the sanctuary began advancing towards me with even stronger momentum.
But I didn’t stop.
Rather, he continued to order as if provoking.
Then, in response to the spell, the sanctuary began to take on a special light.
It is essentially the same as a eulogy.
Just as a eulogy penetrates the essence of the great devil, binds it, and destroys it, so this too suppresses him.
“You guys can’t… …!”
It forged the darkness more powerfully to stop me.
Darkness so enlarged is like a dire wolf.
A terrible curse drips down from his open mouth with bright red eyes.
But to no avail.
No matter how hard it tries to strike me, there is no way to stop what has already begun.
As the spell continued, the darkness it boasted of collapsed.
it exclaimed urgently.
“No no no! Kill it! That right now… …!”
“< The black sun is still there. >”
“…!”
“< Waiting for the month. >”
And the moment the order was completed.
Hwaaak!
“Oh, no…!”
The sanctuary has been reconstructed.
It has a new purpose of taking off its ‘mask’.
“Ahhh…!”
I took advantage of the moment when it flinched and completed the next magic.
Dozens of magic circles blink.
Magic circles surrounded it like a fence.
“< Persona break >.”
The magic so perfected.
There is only one last ‘word’ left.
“like that…Do you think it will be two!”
it reached out
Nails sprouted like sharp thorns and shot at me.
Wedge!
But I’m faster than that.
I put the last word in my mouth.
“< Hemera >.”
“…ah.”
At that moment, the nails that had reached my nose stopped.
And at the same time, a terrible scream erupted.
“Aaaaaaaaagh!”
A scream imbued with a distant time of over 1000 years.
The scream of a younger brother who threw his beloved older sister into hell.
Finally.
Hemera appeared under the black sun.
