Shadow’s Echo (2)
A black magician who is part of Pandemonium and is called the Myth King.
What does it mean that a monster that has reached level 8 is not enough and that a monster that is said to be hunting the same level strong people all over the continent has appeared on this train?
‘Damn it… … .’
I thought I was used to facing monsters that exceeded the norm, but that’s why I can more clearly perceive the gap between Lennok and this man.
A cold mana that is incomparable to other superpowers he met in the labyrinth.
Even so, a faint presence that can’t even be sure that it exists in this place right now.
What level is this black magician who coexists two contradictions in one space?
However, Lennok realized that his words could not be overlooked as much as the appearance of such a name.
Now Lennok not only maintained his identity as Evan, but also used camouflage magic to avoid useless gossip at the train station.
Nevertheless, Ming’s attitude appeared in front of Lennok and mentioned the cartel’s work.
Isn’t it something that can never happen without certainty about Evan and his identity?
Myeong didn’t care about Lennok’s attitude and said, looking down at the newspaper in silence.
“To be honest, I didn’t really like a guy named Zaigis Ethernor.”
“….”
“Like all beings called Ascendants, he was a stupid man who was obsessed with his own selfishness even though he had the power to overthrow heaven and earth. Or rather, did that qualify you to challenge the ascension?”
Myung, who stroked his chin with a calm expression, muttered.
“The reason for the existence of the Transcendentalists has always been an unanswered question, but now I feel like I know a little more. If both of them, who were relatively moderate Ascendants, chose to die voluntarily… … What will others think?”
The warlock slowly turned his gaze to Lennok and grinned.
“Do other ascendants really want to connect the world’s timeline?”
“…I don’t know what the hell you want to say.”
With a stiff expression on his face, Lennok opened his mouth.
“Did you even want to have a discussion with me about the meaning and concept of ascension?”
It wasn’t that Lennok didn’t know enough that he couldn’t understand what Ming was saying now.
It was just that it was difficult to easily guess the intention of suddenly appearing in front of Lennok to tell such stories.
If you don’t intend to fight or deal with Lennok at this point, what is Myung trying to say?
Myeong looked at Lennok’s expression and said with a smirk.
“Time goes by so fast. I feel that way even more when I see you.”
“….”
“Maybe that’s why I feel welcome every time I have an opportunity like this. Now I don’t have much to talk about with talented juniors.”
The characteristic harsh tone of speech is still there.
“What did you do with Eveline?”
Lennok asked, quietly raising his mana.
“I think you should know what twisted roads mean.”
Evelyn herself doesn’t express it, but Lennok knows that she may have already reached the level of transcending the hierarchy.
Completing the seven stages of self-change and moving beyond them is a transformation of completion that everyone accepts in a different meaning and way.
That’s why he understood that even if she truly reached the 8th level, she might not express anything outwardly.
To think that such Evelyn had walked into the train without even noticing and was interfering with her return.
No matter how powerful the black magician was, this was a situation that did not make sense from common sense.
However, Myeong burst into laughter as she fidgeted with the newspaper she was holding.
“do not worry. I don’t have enough time to quarrel with the Hyeongung now.”
“….”
“But if you’re just joking around rather than fighting, it’s enough to lay down the groundwork for a while.”
At the same time as Myeong ran her finger along the table, a long shadow along the flow began to illuminate the scenery outside the train car.
Ibelin wanders among the trains looking for the conductor, and the train car is bizarrely distorted behind her.
“It is not the Hyeongung himself, but the entire space and timeline around it and stretches it. Unlike the distortion of space, the change of the timeline is not easy to notice as the Superman relies on the perceived time.”
“…!!”
Myung said while watching Lennok, who was wriggling his lips.
“It’s a catch skill that’s difficult to use in real combat, but it’s useful for buying time like this. I was able to learn it only after struggling a few times.”
“Trying to touch the nearby timeline…Are you saying it’s just a catch technique?”
“You will understand when you can handle it yourself.”
Ming shrugged.
“As a result, interfering with time is a tricky thing, so you have to set the board well. It’s fine if you just increase the timeline little by little like you are now, but if you go beyond that, you have to walk a tightrope between the balance of cause and effect.”
“….”
“Hyeongung is being eaten because he has no will to fight, but if you sharpen your senses just a little bit, you’ll notice what’s wrong right away. Such a gap in perception is also an important factor in terms of dealing with time. Because time is, after all, a relative concept.”
The person who casually explained what he had done continued.
“To be honest, it is not very efficient, but it is a necessary process for everyone. In the end, in order to reach the end of this non-circulating space-time, corresponding knowledge and understanding will be required.”
The words of a person who talks about the ending in a calm tone. Is he also aware of the Ascendant’s prophecy that there may be no next?
Lennok smiled bitterly, noticing that the mana flowing from the body of such a man had rather faded.
It was because it was possible to know that the power of Ming had not weakened, but rather had melted deeply into an unknown chaos.
“The monsters in Pandemonium really transcend common sense…How can you become strong without rest after reaching that point?”
“The fact that you are clearly aware of that is proof that you are qualified.”
people answered.
“World balance order ending. Not a few people know that the end is not far away. But among them, we need someone who can pursue the next thing that doesn’t exist.”
“….”
“That’s also why we don’t seek cohesiveness or futile unity.”
Myung, who leaned back against the train car in a comfortable position, looked out the window.
“If we agree that only one meaning remains as the end approaches, then even conflicting wills will ultimately be nothing more than a process for one purpose.”
“…Sounds similar to their leader. Do you intend to continue the Seon dialogue until the end of the world?”
In the end, it is possible that Myung-myung occupies a corner of the Pandemonium because they agree, albeit similarly, with the leader’s idea.
In that sense, the series of conclusions he muttered were somewhat in agreement with the words of the leader, which felt somewhat futile.
Myung laughed at Lennok’s words.
“Come to think of it, you said you met with the captain. It must have been a very pleasant meeting, wasn’t it?”
“….”
Instead of answering, he nodded as if he understood Lennok’s crumpled face.
“No surprise. Sometimes I wonder what the leader is thinking… … . But I didn’t know that I would be holding Cheong’s eyes and hands.”
asked, putting down the newspaper.
“I didn’t expect you to like the answer the lighthouse keeper gave you.”
“well…I am still not sure.”
Lennok replied, keeping his expression calm.
“I just decided that it would be best to cooperate with the Watchers for this matter.”
“Even if you’re prepared to reveal your secrets?”
“….”
Myung waved his hand at Lennok’s complexion, which suddenly changed sharply.
“Don’t overreact so much. I didn’t come here because I heard the story from the captain. I was just trying to confirm the suspicions I had.”
“Doubt?”
Myeong smirked as she held the pods with both hands.
“I was thinking about it from the moment the drug lord fell in Philenom. You don’t know, but the rite of passage that Dominic Cavaro used has a deep relationship with me… … . That’s why I stopped for a while in the North Continent where everything was over.”
Did he reach this point by finding his own answer in a different way from the leader?
Myeong seemed to want to say that the leader wasn’t such a talkative person, but he didn’t seem to realize that his words only made Myeong more frightened.
“It’s a great thing that you’ve been hiding until now with that poor identity. Isn’t it that he has maintained his dual identity by changing all the magic patterns he uses and even manipulating his alibi?”
He murmured plaintively as he fiddled with the frayed newspaper with his fingertips.
“But no matter how hard I try, I can’t hide that specialness. Do you know?”
“…What do you mean?”
“Creativity, willpower, and mental strength are needed above all else for magicians like us…. A personality that emerges when those talents reach their peak and are combined with each other.”
Myung looked Lenok straight in the eyes and said.
“Because the singularity created by a combination of talents like yours eventually makes me curious about its source in some way.”
“….”
“When I first saw it, was it level 5 or level 6? It is a talent that has completed the hierarchy in less than 5 years and is now trying to surpass it… … .”
The man smiled contentedly and nodded his head.
“As expected, my eyes weren’t wrong. That’s why the leader also bothered to point out you separately and left a message.”
“What do you want to say?”
Lennok realized that there was no point in denying it any longer.
In the process of consuming the remaining energy at the end of the labyrinth, it was inevitable if the leader’s eyes caught the similarity.
It was the price he had to bear if he had his double status revealed to the leader of Pandaemonium in return for talking to Jindun.
However, if he noticed that Lennok was vaguely putting his feet on both the blue eye and Vulcan, there would be no one to bother him in the process.
I wanted to ask what Pandemonium was thinking about that part, but Myeong stepped back and shook her head.
“nothing.”
“what?”
“It doesn’t matter whether you enter Cheong’s eyes and become a watcher or move like a lighthouse keeper. My decision will not change.”
He said that and reached into his arms and put something down next to the newspaper.
A mask made of a transparent material that glows black.
It is an object that glows softly as if it were processed obsidian.
“This is the last offer, half.”
Myung looked down at the mask and rested his chin on the table.
“Come into Pandaemonium.”
“….”
“It doesn’t matter where you are or what you want. We have work to do and we need your talents.”
Myung looked at the silent Lennok and continued.
“As the end approaches, there is more to do. I want to entrust you with a little bit of things that are difficult for me to care about alone. To be honest, I’m already starting to get a little tired.”
“Come to think of it, that magic power….”
The mana of Myung, rubbing his temples as if tired, is much fainter than when we met before.
Lennok noticed that it wasn’t simply because his strength was weakening, but on the contrary, it was because he had attained a much higher level of achievement than before.
Just as rumors circulated among watchers that King Myung destroyed a city, he
must have raised his level and achievements while hunting the rulers of the city.
It’s a very obvious fact, but even with the same 8th level extreme ability, there is an immeasurably far difference between that level and combat ability.
And this black magician who hung his chin right in front of Lennok was one of the monsters called the King even among those with the highest powers.
Myung smiled and waved his hand as if he understood the thoughts in Lennok’s gaze.
“Don’t look at it that way. It’s not something I’ve accomplished solely on my own. Even before I reached level 8… … What are you doing here?”
Myung, who inadvertently brought up a story and stopped talking, turned his head.
“Because it seems that Hyeongung has slowly found its way. Let’s make this one thing clear.”
The shadow of a familiar doll is reflected through the window of the train car.
Ibelin is returning faster than expected after passing through the twisted road that Ming had somehow twisted.
“We don’t care if you hide your identity or your reputation. It is not difficult to keep your secrets if need be. All I want is your talents and abilities.”
After lightly stroking the mask, the man stands up and walks through the hallway of a quiet train car.
“If you’ve heard what I’ve said so far and changed your mind even a little… … Go to the cathedral in the District 21 Development Complex.”
As soon as you take a step, Myung’s body disperses and disappears like smoke.
Only the last word left by Myung hovered in the air between the signs that scattered and disappeared outside the fast-moving train.
“Because there will be someone there to greet you.”
Genius Wizard Who Eats Medicine Chapter 384
