Echo of the Shadow (3)
The figure of a person who disappeared like a shadow.
But instead of trying to follow his trail, Lennok stared down at the mask he left behind.
“….”
He is still a difficult person to read.
Unlike Croken, who cannot be seen as the same life, Myung does not easily reveal its transcendent power.
But casually, like a friend who has lived together for several years, he makes a friendly and blunt proposal to Lennok. again and again
Myeong said that this was the last offer, but did he really think so? Lennok did not readily believe it.
The obsession that the monstrous warlock showed towards Lennok was quite foreign to Lennok’s opinion.
This could mean that Myung highly values Lennok’s talent, but on the contrary, it could also be evidence that there are many problems that cannot be solved without such qualities.
If so, what problems can be easily solved with the same strength and wisdom as Ming?
Also, where does the trail of resentment drawn by the leader of Pandaemonium and the monsters at the end of the world reach?
In the end, in order to solve all these questions, I had to know what Pandaemonium wanted and drew.
rattle!
“half.”
Evelyn opened the train cabin door and walked in.
Her face, looking down at Lennok, hardened slightly.
“Who just came and went?”
Did he even vaguely notice the momentary difference between Myung and Myeong’s visit?
The intuition of an archer was also not an easy one to see.
Lennok was about to answer, but first lightly tapped the table across from him.
“…Let’s sit down and talk.”
“What’s going on… … . isn’t it?”
Evelyn looked at Lennok with a slightly anxious gaze and picked up the newspaper.
The mask placed next to the newspaper was nowhere to be seen.
* * *
Between the ruins of the collapsed Hanghasa Labyrinth.
A cavity sunk so deep in the bedrock that no light can reach it.
A faint stir echoed through the collapsed pipes where the gateway to the cradle had been located.
Tak tok.
At first, the sound, which was felt as a simple noise, gradually increased in size and widened the vibration.
coo!!
Soon, the entire stone pillar was smashed and turned into a roar.
“Whoa….”
Dirt dust blows incessantly between the dark cavities.
Somewhere in the middle, a voice that sounded relieved resounded.
“How did you succeed?”
It was a naked young man who appeared through the dust.
The impressive black-haired man looked down at his exposed body and smiled.
“I thought it wouldn’t be very good because it was a body I made as a reserve….”
The flesh that should have been attached to the ribs was torn away, revealing the muscles and internal organs, and only the bones of the two calves remained.
When you touch your face, instead of soft cheeks, you touch hard teeth first.
If it were a normal human being, it wouldn’t be strange if he died of shock while spurting blood.
Even so, the reason the man could move normally was because he was an emergency body that was created with the assumption of this situation in the first place.
A master of black magic and the creator of ritualistic techniques.
A reserve body that Ermong, a black magician who once dreamed of immortality by transcending his physical body and moving around with only his consciousness, hid it among the group of demon statues.
Ermong, who succeeded in incarnating a preliminary body after leaving Zaun’s body to escape Maya’s surveillance, stretched out with a refreshed face.
“It was all I had to do to survive. Shall we go now to retrieve my poor friend?”
Although he talked about Zaun’s existence as if it were not so important to Lennok, Ermong had been paying attention to the jeweler’s existence from the beginning.
Different types of jewels. Depending on its mystery and rarity, the jewelry technique, which can exert power beyond the master’s ability, has infinite value depending on the user.
Zaun himself was in need of money and didn’t have many assets, so he couldn’t use his magic properly, but Ermong was different.
Even if he gives Zaun only the jewels accumulated in the laboratory of the dead archmage, the secret warehouse of the fallen kingdom that remains in his memory, it will be of great help in achieving Ermong’s purpose.
It may have been a little different from before because I used up a few important emotions, but it doesn’t matter much.
The way to ‘use’ a worn-out human being was still widespread.
“The problem is how to get out of this cavity….”
Ermong, with his arms crossed, looked up at the remnants of the clogged joint with a bewildered expression.
The remnants of the labyrinth, which collapsed grandly, have already collapsed out of control and are buried deep underground so that no sunlight can enter.
It may not be possible if it digs in from the outside, but if the force is projected from the inside out, the balance that was barely created will collapse and the cavity may be completely destroyed.
With the magical energy remaining in the reserve body, it is difficult to have a smooth metabolism.
Only then did Ermong, who belatedly realize his situation, turn slightly pale.
“Wait a minute….? I can’t even go out like this and suffocate from lack of oxygen… … .”
“That won’t happen.”
Koo Goo Goo!!!
At that moment, along with the voice heard from behind Ermong, the common ceiling began to split in half.
Black grips resembling sharp thorns grab the remains of the joint from both sides and open them wide, creating space to dig into.
The face of a black goblin giant peeps through the cool air pouring in.
Ermund silently looked up at the giant’s figure, then turned his gaze to his back.
“I thought you would do a trick like this at least once.”
Myung, a black-haired young man looking at Ermong with his arms crossed, grinned.
“You were a pandemonium man…I can’t be like this without luck.”
Ermong droops his shoulders with a bewildered expression.
Myung stared at him intently.
Two black-haired young men looked at each other.
The atmosphere between the two was uncannily similar.
“hmm?”
Ermong also raised one of his eyebrows as if he felt it.
“Are you not my descendant by any chance?”
“It’s too late to notice.”
The person with a wry smile gestured.
“Then let’s go upstairs, ancestor.”
Charreuk!!
The black giant followed his will and grabbed Ermong’s body.
The chain on the giant’s forearm naturally restrained Ermong and held him so that he could not move at all.
It was only then that Ermong made a fuss and quickly opened his mouth.
“Wait wait wait!! No, as a descendant of mine, of course you have to take care of me first! Why Pandemonium?!”
“I have no intention of serving an old noble that has been there for hundreds of years like a master.”
The person who answered indifferently answered by riding on top of the giant’s forearm.
“And you are not even the founder of our family in the first place.”
“that…That’s right.”
I didn’t bother to tell Lennok on the train, but Myung’s lineage is one of the most special qualities in this world.
Five pure-bloods officially recognized as the oldest wizarding family.
The relationship between Ming and Ermong was an ancestor and descendant who shared one family tree.
Ermong, who suddenly came to his senses after acknowledging it, shouted.
“Help me though!!”
“….”
“My descendants will know who I am.
“You mean the ceremony that you are proud of?”
“Uh um…”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t need it. I already know.”
Myung laughed as he looked at Ermong, who was at a loss for words.
“It seems that his head is not working well after switching bodies, but the drug lord used that technique. Wouldn’t you have known That’s what I told you.”
“that that….The vision, like the key to immortality, to outsiders… … .”
“A vision? It seems that our ancestors really thought of that technique that way.”
Myung looked down at Ermong, who was frothing and desperate, and smiled bitterly.
“What kind of family has become with the ritual transfer you created…. Haha, it’s really hard to understand what people’s greed is.”
“…I beg your pardon?”
“it’s okay. Now, only my mouth hurts.”
As the black giant lifted his body above the mugwort, the two quickly came out to the snowy field outside the labyrinth.
There were still people wandering among the ruins of the labyrinth, looking for an unexpected opportunity, but they didn’t notice the existence of the two at all.
Myeong, who reverse-summoned the giant, lightly snapped her fingers.
coo!!
Something black and thick fell in front of Ermong.
“…What is this?”
“Can’t you see?”
People laughed.
“I want you to go in quietly and go to sleep.”
“No, no matter who sees this, it looks like I will be sleeping forever….”
A large black coffin.
The door of the coffin engraved with a silver cross was wide open, standing in front of Ermong.
It looks like it’s waiting with the door open as if it’s waiting for a new owner.
“Don’t worry too much.”
The person who came close to Ermong tapped him on the shoulder.
“There are so many people who want to see you. Go ahead and say hello.”
Hearing those words, Ermong looked back at Myeong with an expression that seemed to have realized something only then.
A faint fear appeared on Ermong’s face.
“Wait a minute, could you…Family name… … !!”
bang!!
Myeong didn’t listen anymore and kicked Ermong in the butt and put him in the coffin.
In an instant, the door closes and the coffin slams into the ground and disappears.
Myeong looked at the scene without a word and let out a deep sigh.
“I’m getting tired of doing this…I want to finish recovering the family traces now.”
How many things had happened before he got this power in his hands until the existence of Myeong was created now.
And I don’t even need to tell you how long it’s been.
However, the days buried between anger, frustration, depression, and downfall are bound to be forgotten in our memories someday.
Even though he clearly knows that his distant ancestor, the black magician Ermong, whom he just encountered, is the one who can be said to be the culprit behind all of this.
In the end, Myeong didn’t say anything and just grabbed him and put him in a coffin.
“….”
All causes and effects are the same.
As long as they are alive, they are only the kind of things that can be washed away as long as the river of time flows smoothly.
But all of that is just an assumption that can exist only on top of the very world that exists.
The dark wizard’s eyes sank deeply as he stared at the snowy field.
The moment he took another step forward, there was no trace left among the remains of the labyrinth.
* * *
Lennok and Evelyn stayed on the train for about two days and arrived near Balkan.
Woooooo!!
A train station running without a break.
The train, which ran through the vast arid plateau, passed between the railway station and castle that Lennok had previously passed on his visits to the Dominion.
Lennok leaned against the railing outside the train, silently admiring the swift passing scenery around him.
“Would you like to eat one?”
“thanks…hmm.”
Lennok accepted Evelyn’s willing offer and paused slightly, realizing that it was fried eggplant.
I knew that food was sometimes sold on the train, but how did they pick and bring only the food that they liked and disliked so much?
“…Eat it thanks.”
Evelyn looked at Lennok, who began to nibble on the fried eggplant, with a pleased expression, and asked.
“What are you planning to do when you return to the Balkans?”
“Once we check the situation on the company side, and if there is nothing special…. I should get some rest.”
Lennok, who chewed and swallowed the tempura with a wry smile, answered.
“It is necessary to organize some inspiration from the labyrinth and refine the magic system. It will probably take quite a bit of time.”
“…Because that’s the answer you got when you met Jindun?”
Evelyn asked carefully.
Lennok nodded.
“Climbing to the 8th level is, in the end, either narrowing the possibilities or broadening them beyond count. The advice itself that you should throw something away is like pointing out the core, albeit vaguely.”
Why was it late for Lennok to rise to the highest level despite his rapid growth?
The answer isn’t far off.
Even at the time of ascending to the level of Aspect, I was wandering for exactly the same reason.
At the time, Lennok was procrastinating his decision, not getting lost in setting his own image, and was afraid that his answer might be wrong and that he might not be able to change it.
So, in the end, didn’t he choose to embody the possibility of the future rather than the past and the present through imagery?
Same. Recognizing that once he had set a course off course, he wouldn’t be able to easily attempt to change it, so
Lennok put off transcending the hierarchy until he met with the Ascendant himself and got an answer.
If reaching the highest level is the phenomenon of overflowing water in a bowl, then
it must be very difficult for Lenok to overflow with a bowl that is larger than anyone else’s.
That’s why Lennok needed to choose a completely different method and idea from other sorcerers in order to get out of the way.
“The direction is clear. All that remains now is to check my judgment.”
“…So, what the hell is that direction?”
“well….”
Lennok looked back at her and tried to evade his answer, but soon changed his mind.
Because Evelyn, who helped Lennok until the very end in this labyrinth, deserved to hear what Jindun discussed and decided.
“No, I will have to tell you.”
“What what?”
Looking back at Evelyn, who withdrew with a slightly embarrassed expression, Lennok spoke slowly.
“I plan to create a new magic system.”
“…A magic system?”
“Until now, I have simply used the necessary combinations of magic, but it is time to reorganize the rules and move on to the next step.”
Lennok looked calmly into Eveline’s eyes and said.
“I have all the necessary preparations. I will start the work of rebuilding all the achievements and experiences I have accumulated into one system.”
Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine, Chapter 385
