Regrets and longings (1)
There are jewels and valuables inside the cradle, but now that the labyrinth is collapsing, there is no time or space to take all of them out.
Focusing on items that can be carried as much as possible, there is no choice but to take the relics that Jindun used right before he became an Ascendant.
The leader might have known about these artifacts, but he wasn’t interested, and Maya didn’t even notice.
The relics sealed in the lancet stone altar belonged to Lennok.
“hmm….”
The existence of an artifact Jindun Zaigis Ethernore used until he was qualified to challenge the ascension.
Artifacts with various abilities collected by the highest-ranking magicians are themselves symbols of powerful laws, and are called [Magic Weapons] in the world.
If he had obtained all of the Ascendant’s arsenal, he would have to be happy to be normal, but Lennok’s expression was calm.
It was because he was roughly aware of what was left in Jindun’s warehouse with the memories that had already been passed down in his head.
Hundreds of years have passed since Jindun created and built the Hanghasasa Labyrinth, and in the meantime, more than ten people have exchanged questions and answers with him and received artifacts.
The crystal ball borrowed from another person’s image now in his hand is also part of the treasure that existed in Jindun’s Labyrinth.
Even Lennok knew that the number of relics remaining on the altar after a long time was not very large.
‘But there are relics that are more valuable than anything else.’
Two artifacts placed at either end of the Altar of Silence.
Their appearance and the momentum they exude are also very different from each other.
Lennok looked first at the wall to the left of the altar.
A multi-colored ring that slowly floats and rotates in the air. In the middle of the ring, a jewel with a unique pattern is embedded, making it look like an eye shape.
After entering the required magic security code, Lennok immediately grabbed the ring and put it on the index finger of his left hand.
The name of this ring is [Feigenbaum’s Eye].
An artifact made by processing the eyeballs of an ancient species that inhabits the imaginary dimension, it makes it possible to peep into the void located on the other side of reality.
The moment the formula is implemented in reality, the reverse side of the formula exists at the same time on the back of the imaginary dimension called emptiness, and if you use this ring, you can directly check the process.
In his mortal days, Jindun used this ring to supplement his shielding technique and dispel the opponent’s technique in a completely unexpected direction, but ‘the
most important function is elsewhere.’
If you are prepared to overload the artifact and draw the power of the ring with full force, it is possible to move the body of the magician to the imaginary dimension for about 0.75 seconds.
Of course, it is not allowed by the laws of physics for real mass to exist in the imaginary dimension, so it will return to reality immediately after the 0.75 second transition, but where is that?
It’s not even 1 second, but the owner of the ring has immunity to all the physical forces that happen in reality during that moment.
Needless to say, how useful and powerful these abilities would be in battles between high-ranking superhumans.
Of course, if you use all the power of the ring, it seems that the power of the artifact will not be able to use for a long time due to the reaction, but that was enough for Lennok.
Confirming the existence of the ring on his index finger, Lennok immediately turned his gaze to the other side of the altar.
Doo doo!!!
The rate at which the center of the cradle is collapsing is accelerating abnormally.
If we continue like this, we will be forced out of this space before we can properly collect the relics, or we will be swept away by the collapse of space and perish together.
Lennok did not hesitate and grabbed the long scroll floating on the other side.
Click!
A smooth and soft material, as if it were made of silk.
Unknown symbols and letters were written on the surface so smooth that it was difficult to think whether something could be written on the scroll, drawing a strange pattern.
Jindun Zaigis Ethernore made it himself and carried it with him right before he built the Hanghasa Labyrinth. He called it [Papyrus Argenteus].
In the scroll, you can write down and store all magic formulas, and it is possible to record even the 8th level high-level spells.
It is a kind of relic that allows you to immediately implement a spell written down by consuming part of the page without chanting or time constraints.
An artifact that has reached the pinnacle of Memorize, which Jindun, who was using barrier art, used to reduce the relatively long completion time of the technique.
Not only can it be used after recording a maximum of 8 levels of extreme magic, but it is also possible to use that amount of magic as a barrel to store magic by beating it entirely.
Items with compatibility that can be summoned according to the seal of summoning without any special action once recorded.
However, instead of immediately leaving the altar even with such a scroll, Lennok focused on remembering the unknown characters and symbols that Jindun had written down inside.
There is no doubt that this scroll itself is a very valuable and powerful artifact, but the true value lies not in the scroll itself but in the spells written inside.
A control code that acts as a ‘key’ that can forcibly extort the manipulation rights of all artifacts that existed in Jindun’s warehouse.
Jindun had left the code that became the key in this scroll.
‘It must mean that the Ascendant wasn’t always a good person either.’
Jindun did not simply show goodwill to those who woke him up by breaking through the labyrinth.
Did he leave a bit of room so that he could retrieve the artifact he had gifted at any time and control the opponent through it?
Thinking of that, Lennok felt calm in his head rather than his heart overflowing with Jindun’s kindness.
I don’t know how Zaegis felt when he died and handed over the remains to the leader of Pandaemonium, or how he passed on his knowledge of shielding techniques to Lennok.
The Ascendant also moved according to reasons and logic that he could understand and met the end.
Lenok once again confirmed here that those who transcended the bonds of mortality are not noble saints or seekers who save the world.
I can’t doubt the sincerity of his last talk with Jindun and the passing on of all his knowledge… … . That the Ascendant was also a living human being with duality.
Trying not to forget that fact, Lennok slowly turned to Papyrus Argenteus.
‘There are so many things to do when I go back to the Balkans… … .’
In order to properly use this papyrus’ ability, shouldn’t the code written on the scroll be copied somewhere?
There are quite a lot of things to study to catch clues that have reached level 8, as well as managing the Mystic Eye, which has deteriorated dramatically.
However, instead of concentrating on recalling the harvest obtained in this labyrinth right away, Lennok immediately raised his magic power and stormed out of the altar.
“Whoa Whoa…!!”
Koo Goo Goo Goo!!!!
The cracks in the crumbling cradle were now really breaking down behind Lennok’s back.
“The direction…It’s over there!!”
Lennok, who remembered the direction he had walked from the window stone as a starting point, began to slide in the mist under his feet in an instant.
Wedge liquid!!
Even as he stumbled, unable to properly balance, the mana overflowing from within Lennok’s body steadily linked his body with the water beneath his feet, pushing him forward.
The Cradle of the Ascended, collapsing through space.
Whether it appealed for the vacancy in the mind of the entire Sasang area that had lost its owner, the roar that erupted as it crashed down roughly covered the white space.
Kwaaaaa!!!
As the space collapses, the imaginary dimension briefly appears, and the [Feigenbaum’s Eye] ring on the left hand operates at will and reflects the image transparently.
In the midst of this, Lennok frowned at the scene of the imaginary dimension filling up between his eyes.
“Shouldn’t the artifacts have been adjusted in advance….!!”
After suppressing the magical energy flowing into the ring as much as possible, I somehow wandered around to find a rift that led to the outside of the gateway.
As the pure white space is reversed as if it were breaking, traces of the imaginary dimension stand up like waves as if trying to eat Lenok whole.
“found…!!”
At the critical moment, Lennok, who confirmed the gap of pure white light heading out of the gate, flew through it without hesitation.
At the same time as Lennok’s body disappears through the cracks in the light, even the remaining handful of space collapses and shatters and disappears as it is.
coo… … !!”
A brief silence followed by a faint roar.
The cradle where the Ascendant lived for hundreds of years disappeared without leaving a trace.
The entire Sasang area, which lost its center of support for the labyrinth, collapsed in earnest and began to crumble.
Doo doo doo doo!!!
* * *
Knock Knock.
Drops of blood trickled down his forehead and slowly fell through the air.
The red tears that flowed down the hot skin reached the tip of the bridge only after floating in the air for a long time and drew a red puddle.
The height of the drop of blood was well over ten meters above the sky.
Balak looked at him blankly and sighed.
“Agent’s palace. I never thought it would be like this.”
“….”
“I never thought I could take this long alone….”
Instead of answering, Eveline quietly lowered her head.
A towering pillar located between the gateway and the bridge.
Hanging upside down between the pillars erected here and there, she silently attached one more arrow to the string.
“…!”
With just that movement, those who were glaring at her from below flinch, and someone touches the back of her head with a confused expression.
The number of those who fell down that bridge with their foreheads pierced by her rapid fire is now approaching twenty.
A god that accurately shoots only the heads of those who try to approach the gateway while running away from Balak Oedon’s pursuit.
The skill of thoroughly avoiding a head-to-head match with a level 8 monster while sniping those heading to the gateway in the meantime was enough to turn the attention that had been focused on Lennok to her.
Or rather, is it an illusion that it seems that there are more people targeting her than the gateway itself?
A sharp sniping that harassed those who tried to enter this labyrinth from outside the labyrinth. In addition, the existence of an avalanche that entered the labyrinth noisily first.
The resulting gaze and concentration of hostility were now growing to the point of being comparable to the purpose of the labyrinth.
And that was exactly what Evelyn had hoped to buy Lennoc time for.
“Huh, I don’t want to pretend to be a Vulcan agent…. Now that Jindun’s death has been confirmed, there is no time to delay. Excuse me.”
Balak sighed and put his hands behind his back.
There are now five corpses left floating in the air. Among them, he grabbed the neck of the leftmost corpse and said.
“These corpses are my shield and deterrent, processed with special magic. Not only do I protect myself from the aftermath of my abilities, but I also suppress some of my abilities for smooth thinking.”
“…Are you relying on someone else’s power even after you’ve left the hierarchy?”
Eveline laughed with a tired face.
“The name of a person with great powers makes me cry.”
“Ha ha ha!! you don’t know How endangered this ability is for me.”
Balak, who burst out with a hearty laugh, instantly hardened his face like a demon.
“If I lose my guard even for a moment, my psychic powers will try to take over me. It’s natural to break your limbs while sleeping, and you can crush your internal organs and burst them. Powerful emotions in a fleeting moment. Psychic powers always respond to that.”
Balak’s eyes flashed as he tapped his temple.
“It happens because it is a power that becomes stronger without proper training and training. That’s why most of the powerful people who didn’t want to die under their own power went into the mountains and worked hard to polish their swords. I believed that mental training was the only way to control myself.”
“…”
“I didn’t want to live that kind of life and did my best to control this ability to grow stronger against my will… … I have given up now.”
Balak’s eyes, hidden under the thick flesh, glistened.
“Directing my self-destructive desire toward someone else…. I had to accept that only it could control me now.”
Uncontrollable power. Unwanted talent can only do terrible things to oneself and others.
Balak Oedon’s own life was revealing the sorrow of a psychic who has been struggling to control an irresistible force.
It is common to eat and trample on others to survive, but what about a life where you have to kill others to control your own mind?
While recognizing that there was a lot to think about, Eveline managed to catch her breath so as not to think about anything.
He just sharpened an arrowhead over his neatly bleached head.
The very moment Balak saw Ibelin’s attitude and was about to break the corpse’s neck.
The evil god statue was shattered with a flash of light, and a gigantic grotesque bird let out a scream.
Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Chapter 377
