the borderline of the well (3),
did you have any knowledge of Jindun’s barrier art?
A labyrinth that confined shamans through magicians. It did not openly develop the barrier line, but only melted the principle.
However, the clown only confirmed the composition and principle of the maze, realized that it was Jindun’s shielding technique, and questioned Lennok.
“It seems that magicians these days are taking and using such a high-level barrier technique without permission. The world has changed so much.”
“….”
“I’m not a transparent person either, but there are degrees. Isn’t it?”
The image of a clown hissing the blade in his hand with a smile.
“I couldn’t help it because Leya interrupted me earlier, but shouldn’t I check what I have to check and move on?” His
face was amused, as if he couldn’t stand it because he was enjoying the current situation, but Lennok didn’t attach much importance to it.
Even as he swayed back and forth in front of Lennok’s eyes, the clown’s eyes remained on Lennok’s mask.
He didn’t want to interrogate Lennok right now or fight him directly.
It’s just that he shakes Lennok like this, crosses the line, and constantly tries to check his reaction.
Whether you’re angry here, calmly explaining the reason, or bringing a plausible excuse, the clown will only enjoy it more.
So instead of denying or evading the clown’s words, Lennok laughed.
“You don’t know what kind of person Jindun is.”
“…What did you say?”
“It looks like you only saw the traces of the barrier technique and stabbed it once, but even if you pretend to hold the tendon, there’s nothing to tell you.”
The clown only vaguely knows what Jindun’s shielding technique feels like, but he has no idea of its true value or how it was obtained.
If Lennok had really inherited Jindun’s barrier art and was convinced of its value, there would be no reason for him to be so ambiguous.
Lennok saw through it and rather succeeded in finding out how much the clown knew about Jindun.
He seemed to think that if he shook Lennok once with an unexpected keyword, he would spit out information that would allow him to speculate on the identity beyond the mask, but
Lennok was terribly good at trying to fool people like this.
“…Mmmmm.”
The clown tilted his head to one side as if this wasn’t the case, then wrinkled his expression as if he didn’t like it.
“This is not the reaction I expected…. Can we take off that mask and talk for a while?”
At that moment, the communicator rang loudly from the clown’s waist.
Freyja’s high-pitched voice echoed through the crackling noise.
[X-foot finally connected…!! If you don’t crawl out quickly… … !! What are you really talking about… … half a day… … !!]
“….”
Even when words are interrupted, I can understand the meaning of the words and the feelings contained in them.
The clown sighed heavily and shrugged his shoulders and nodded.
“…Shall we go?”
“I will.”
The bloody atmosphere that had been questioning Lennok a while ago is nowhere to be found, and the appearance of a clown who turns his back defenselessly and takes the lead.
As bizarre as it was, Lennok had no intention of making a futile effort to understand him.
“By the way, I almost lost myself in the middle of the jungle for no reason. I almost got into trouble~”
Rather, the clown started talking nonstop to Lennok, spinning his five blades as if moths were sore from not being able to talk for a while.
“I’m lucky with the original body, so it’s not often like this, but I have to think that I’ve been involved in a big deal. Can you tell me anything?”
“….”
“Certainly, this is a problem with my technique. Well, I guess I can’t give up the thrill of leaving my fate to chance… … . Whoops.”
“You must be insane.”
Lennok snorted while listening to the clown’s nonsense.
I’m sure a clown’s strength has a lot to do with the number of dice he throws.
The idea of leaving life-and-death battles to one’s luck didn’t seem sane, but on the contrary, it’s hard to predict how strong the clown’s ability will be.
The fact that one’s ability depends on luck itself is a powerful geas and bondage.
It seems clear that he is a superman of level 7 or higher just by looking at his achievements at a glance, but how much power is given when the best luck falls to such a talented person?
Perhaps the reason why this man is in charge and directing this operation, not the leader or leader-
“Well, it’s about time, so let’s go to the well. Since you kicked the ladder so hard, it’s probably useless for the time being… … hmm?”
The clown who kicked and knocked down the body of Cayenne, whom he had decapitated, muttered as if he had finally noticed.
“These guys were shamans from Maengnok’s spell.”
“He was the most persistent of all the guys who passed this way.”
Lennok answered while restoring his magical energy by gathering the magicians that had spread all over the place.
“It took me a while to kill everyone because I dealt with it more closely than I thought.”
In fact, there were quite a few people who tried to pass through the forest that Lennok occupied besides Maengrok’s spell.
A group of troops or privates secretly following a path dug by mercenaries or expeditionary shamans who arrived near a well through the jungle overnight.
All of them were cut off from their limbs by Lennok’s sorcerer, who couldn’t see them properly, and either became prey to animals or plants, or just ran away.
Among them, it was only the shaman who survived the most tenaciously and meticulously and saw Lennok’s face.
“ah…. It’s unfortunate.”
The clown sighed upon hearing Lennok’s words.
“The head of Maengnok’s spell has already talked well with me and left.”
“what?”
“To kill a crying friend with my own hands without knowing that the leader abandoned them… … .”
The clown’s face as he said that was smiling brightly as if he were crying.
“This is why I can’t easily quit this job.”
“….”
“Huh, then, shall we go soon?”
The clown, who laughed strangely at the silent Lennok, passed Lennok and started leading the way.
“There is no need to hold the line from now on. I only interrupted because I was afraid that those who don’t know the subject would get their hands on the well before the time was up.”
While skilfully turning several thin blades with one hand, he rattled the dice with the other.
“Rather, from now on, I want them to gather around the altar diligently. You will see something interesting.”
“It’s been a while since dawn.”
Lennok ignored the clown’s words and looked away.
“If Gyebaek arrived, there should be signs soon. Is it time yet?”
“no. The appointment time will be exact. Because that is the plan.”
Saying so, the clown pointed to the sky outside the jungle.
“Has it already begun to show?”
Curling…!!
From far away in the jungle, the sky slowly turns black.
It is completely different from simply setting the sun and turning the day dark into night.
An ideological monster that spreads the energy of death in all directions just by existing, catches living creatures and binds them to their geas.
Gyebaek, a corrupted man who had gone mad after failing to ascend to heaven, finally reached the jungle along the southern coast of the continent.
The clown gazed at the darkening sky with an ecstatic expression and nodded.
“Leya and Glenn must have already checked. We move too.”
* * *
Lennok and the clown soon returned to the outskirts of the city and were reunited with Leya.
All of Glenn’s dozens of troops were in tatters, as if he had just been through a fierce battle on the blockade.
“I haven’t seen all the X-bal dramas yet…Can’t we just take this?”
“Anyway, when the time comes, such simple electronics will fail.”
“Hey, what do you know? It’s a laptop that catches and sends satellite signals directly, right?”
“…Was the satellite’s power wasted on something like that?”
The clown muttering absurdly and Freyja bickering.
In one hand, Leya, who changed into a fancy outfit again, held a microphone combined with a cradle.
Lennok looked at them from behind and calmed his gaze.
It was hard to believe that he was faced with a clash of ascendants.
Even at this moment, it felt unfamiliar to Lennok, who sensed the presence of countless superhumans desperately running from all over the jungle.
All three clowns Glenn and Leya couldn’t see and confirm that ability with their own eyes, but no matter how powerful and unique they are, how can they be so calm?
Either you believe in something or you’re just insane enough not to lose your pace even in this situation.
And Lennok’s experience with them so far seemed closer to the latter.
“it’s okay. If I talk to a bastard like you for a long time, it only spoils my mood.”
Leya, who had been arguing over the course of the laptop, waved her hands as if she was fed up.
“You know I can’t get far out of an airship, right? It’s up to you to pull out the well from the altar. When the time comes, I will do my own thing.”
“We didn’t come together to do that, did we? Do you take good care of your body? If we start, a lot of eyes will be on you, Leya.”
“Hey, who are you worried about…go.”
Raya’s bizarre self-confidence.
It is certain that he is a superhuman who uses magical powers, but judging from his momentum and physical condition, he is by no means a person with physical abilities.
What kind of abilities do you have that make you so confident? What is the attitude of the clown and Glenn who can’t treat her carelessly?
Now you can check everything.
Leya, who started moving busily near the airship, left behind, and the three of them headed inside the collapsed ancient city.
Remnants of a city made by stacking old rocks.
In between the fragments of the streets collapsed over a long period of time and various impacts, countless moss and wild grasses have become greenish-brown.
Stone statues of unknown meaning and bizarre ancient letters are scattered everywhere.
And from this moment, to the roaring noises heard from the outskirts of the city and the sky darkened by the dawning morning sun.
said the clown in the middle of the city square, which had not yet lost its calm, apart from the chaos going on outside.
“In fact, it is not the time for the handbook’s well to appear. Do you know?”
“no.”
The clown continued with a smirk at Lennok’s plaintive answer.
“There is no way to know what Myeong explained, so I will do it again. As one of the Transcendents who have inherited their mission from generation to generation, the Ascendant Handbook is a being similar to the Heavenly Dog, which guarded the lighthouse and observed the open sea to postpone its destruction.”
“….”
“The well she guards is one of the biggest space-time rifts in this closed world…In other words, it is no different than a passage that can be directly connected to the open sea.”
“so?”
“That’s why it’s sealed with such a strong seal, and you have to pay a huge price to summon him.”
The clown looked away from Lennok and pointed towards the edge of the plaza.
The appearance of a huge altar that has not lost its presence exceptionally in the square where the city collapsed.
At the top of the altar, which draws the shape of a huge tetrahedron like a pyramid, a huge circular ring ornament is installed.
And thousands of steps made to climb up to the ring.
The clown said, unaware that Lennok’s shoulders were shaking at the moment of inexplicable chills.
“It is said that the ancients who built a civilization in this jungle in the past opened a well by offering the hearts of 10,000 living humans and summoned ascenders to offer sacrifices.”
“…what?”
“If you’re considering what I’m going to do from now on, it’s not that different.”
As the clown said that and waved his finger at Glenn, dozens of Glenn who had been following without a word at the same time pulled out daggers from their arms.
Pooh!!
At the same time, without hesitation, Glenn, who had slit his chest and cut out his heart with a knife, put the heart on his feet and collapsed.
“Kihihi is also a professional skill.”
A satisfied smile formed on the clown’s lips as he picked up the slowly beating heart, gushing blood.
“I always feel it whenever I work with Glenn, but few partners are as well-off on human sacrifice as this guy. A life of letting go of everything and adapting is actually the most immoral thing.”
It was only then that Lennok, realizing what the clown intended to use Glenn for, frowned.
“….Was it manpower to be used for human sacrifice from the beginning? It’s not even the first time something like this has happened.”
“Ooh, was it too cruel a sight for a space wizard who grew up in a precious way?”
iron!!
The clown threw the heart he was holding onto the floor and took out a dice with a grin.
“Still, I can’t help it. I don’t know if it’s Myeong or the leader, but I prefer this way much more. Isn’t that comfortable too?”
The dice that fell from the clown’s hand slowly rolled on the floor.
One two three four five six seven eight.
The clown who rolled eight dice on the floor at the same time grinned.
“How much of a business it is to be able to touch your luck with a mere human life.”
cheap!!
As the dice rolled, he inhaled the blood pooled on the floor.
As the green cross section turned red and even the scale of the dice began to glow white as it was soaked in blood, the dice’s rotation became more bizarre.
click click!!
The dice that seemed to stop at any moment roll a few more turns and change the number to appear.
As if it was decided from the beginning which scale to show.
[6] [6] [6] [6] [6] [6] [6] [6]
The moment all eight dice pointed to the highest scale, the blood-soaked dice crumbled and turned to dust.
At the same time, I heard a sound like something breaking inside the clown’s body.
Explosive mana exploded from his body and sent a huge shockwave across the square.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
“This…!!”
Its presence was so heavy and dull that even Lennok was startled for a moment. It is so eerie and bizarre that it is hard to believe that it is the same person.
The clown’s body is gradually deteriorating as he scatters signs that are both transcendent and magnificent.
Udu-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-duk!!
The bone’s skeleton and musculature are reassembled on the spot, transforming its existence into something completely different.
A figure that takes the form of a human but transforms into something non-human.
Both of the clown’s pupils lost their focus and swung around, shining alternately between the white and the pupil, turning the lens black.
On the contrary, the skin of the whole body turns pure white as if his face had been powdered, and the corners of his mouth are elongated and fixed in the form of a bizarre smile.
The shape of the whole body, including the limbs, has become elongated and stooped, like a demon wearing a clown’s mask and coming up from hell.
thud!!
At the same time as he stepped forward with his long, curved feet, the floor of the plaza burned black and burned as he followed his footsteps.
The clown silently looked down at his body, patted his shoulder, and muttered.
Before he knew it, his voice had changed to a horrifying scream that echoed through his entire body, not just his mouth.
[Roughly, it seems that the extreme position was pierced, but I don’t know if this is enough. It’s been a while since I’ve rolled so many dice of fate… … . Hmm.]
“…You’re not crazy.”
Lennok watched closely from the side and shook his head.
“If you play with the hierarchy like that, the whole image will be burned away. What you are doing is not tampering with cause and effect.”
[Oh, my God.]
The clown, tilting his head bizarrely, grinned.
[Seeing that you mentioned causation, you seem to have roughly understood what kind of existence I am.]
What the clown just did was not simply amplifying his strength by raising the highest score on the dice.
Forcibly creating luck that would not normally exist through human sacrifice and hitting one’s own body with a hierarchy that exceeds the limit.
A deception created by operating the Clown’s own image and the ability to deceive the elaborately twisted Geas’ own unique reality to the limit.
It is to play with the basic law itself that there must be a cause for an effect.
It’s interesting that the clown’s ability can intervene in causality itself, but it goes without saying how much the side effect of deceiving the hierarchy in this way will be.
After the duration of that ability, called the Dice of Destiny, is over, the aftereffects that would make death more palatable would come.
It is not the talent or ability of the body, but the power created by the forbidden art of human sacrifice, and the spirit that has been swept away will literally turn into a rag.
However, the clown nodded his head even after hearing Lennok’s bloody sentence.
[I can’t help it. In order to interfere with the timeline with my magic, I have to inflate the weight class itself.]
“Timeline?”
[As a result of Kihiheit, interfering with time and space is a privilege of the 8th level, but monsters that are capable of tampering with time are very few among those with extreme abilities.] Saying that, the clown leaned forward and put his head forward
.
At that moment, his elongated body contorted as if a haze spread and emerged from the top of the altar hundreds of meters in the air.
[The Handbook isn’t such an immature being that it would raise its head just because it offered a few humans as sacrifices. That’s why… … . I’m going to cheat the altar’s timeline a bit from now on.]
Chin!!
The clown whispered as he grabbed a long circular ring with both hands that could be hundreds of meters in radius.
[To that moment when the city she loved was still alive and breathing.]
The Medicine-Eating Genius Wizard Episode 454
