The one who is loved by the gods (4)
The countless aurora curtains sway as if they are dancing and gently dig between us.
Just by manifesting the will, the law was changed, and fragments of the changed space-time covered Lennok’s senses.
The sensation of air felt through the skin, the sound of breathing, the temperature and humidity, and the way heat and energy are returned.
All of that has been altered differently from reality, but returns to its original state with the passing will.
The innumerable wills that danced around Lenok constantly whispered incomprehensible tones.
Rather, they were constantly spinning and dancing around Lennok’s body, as if he were to be chosen.
As if you want to engrave your will on him right now. As if I want you to remember this moment.
All the words whispered in my ear were blurry, but I could understand them clearly.
[I found it.]
[Here it is.]
[I’ve been waiting.]
[For a very long time….]
“….”
The appearance of Izel and the agents looking at this side with a distraught face.
The insolence of the corrections knights and high priests looking up at Lenok with their mouths wide open.
Knowing that hundreds and thousands of eyes are pouring down on him, Lennok focuses on the voice in his ear.
With the foot of the will, which is cross-sectional and contains a strong will.
A simple yet transcendent miracle that converts one’s own will itself into an understandable language.
The words heard through the language of the mind converted in this way contained meanings beyond love and hatred and longing.
[Circle and turn again for the first time….]
[I miss it.]
[Go back.]
[Let’s make a contract.]
[Choose.]
The moment you understand the meaning it represents and accept it in your head.
Lennok quietly closed his eyes.
Unresolved suspicions in Palgoong Fortress. Because I could understand the answer now.
The reason why the self at the turning point that accepted the power of the open sea at that time did not exist beyond the kaleidoscope.
It’s not because Lennok himself died or went missing in the future of Bifurcation.
Rather, it was just that it was not reflected in the kaleidoscope because it no longer remained in the form of possibility.
Because I constantly wanted and missed someone other than Lenok.
On the contrary, because he loved and hated someone who could not be said to be him.
[The first is coincidence, the second is inevitability, and the third is fate.]
Because someone who took the place of chance and inevitability still exists in this world.
“no. not me.”
Because he understands that, Lennok can finally answer their earnest will.
“It’s not me you’re looking at.”
[…] … .]
“I’m just looking at someone who could have been who I could have been.”
A very faint piece of truth revealed between the crossroads of the state where the past and the future possibilities are mixed.
The Well of Handbook Cracks in Bagoong Fort Madame’s Mansion and Murphy’s Hospital.
I finally caught the clue of the truth that has been connected thinly as if cut off in all the journeys.
“So next time I’ll find you guys myself and check it out.”
Lennok was able to laugh at this spot because he was sure that that alone would be the greatest harvest.
“That’s all I can promise you today.”
The grand ceremony ends at the same time as Lennok firmly refuses their offer.
It is only natural that when consciousness is focused on a single person, all doors close according to the decision of the subject.
But that didn’t mean directly rejecting all possibilities for the open sea.
The turning point as an apostle that I undoubtedly obtained on this spot. Because this will be a kaleidoscope that illuminates another open sea that didn’t exist for Lennok.
Lennok was not chosen by anyone here today.
Rather, because I know that anyone can choose, I just put off my judgment until I accurately grasp the meaning.
However, there was no reason to tell him that that in itself was a qualification and privilege given to Lennok.
Wow… … !!
The endless darkness that darkened the area around the altar lifted little by little.
At the same time, the innumerable wills that had pathetically circled around Lennok began to fade one by one.
[no….]
[Just a little bit more….]
A pitiful gesture to somehow remain by Lennok’s side.
However, the will of the open sea cannot last long in the world cycle now that the consciousness that rose close to the environment of the open sea has subsided and ended.
All that remains is Izel with her head bowed at the top of the altar and Amrita covered in blood.
Hundreds of people were standing around the tower of the altar, which had become quiet, but even breathing could not be heard properly.
“…again.”
Eisel murmured quietly.
Her head was lifted, and her face was as expressionless as a doll.
She said with a look that seemed to have lost all emotion.
“The ritual…I will start over.”
“….”
“If I kill you and offer up my body and soul, the foreign gods will gladly follow you to eat the delicacies.”
Chew!!
He reached out to Amrita’s body covered in blood and ran through the wounds.
[Kuuuuuu…!!]
He didn’t even care about wriggling with a painful expression, tearing the flesh with his bare hands and chewing and swallowing the apostle’s organs.
so-so!!
Like mad, he chews and swallows Amrita’s flesh and muscles, organs and bloodlines, which he had been chatting with kindly until just now.
Her face, hardened white like the porcelain of an easel, was stained with blood and turned into a terrible figure.
“Even like this and even like this…!! Can you still ignore me!! Do you think you can ignore the vessel that ate the apostle and became one!!!”
“Easel Nydri.”
“Nothing is over yet!!! I prepared for decades for this moment to return to him!!!!”
At Lennok’s calm call, Izel howled like mad.
“It’s only because of one heretical wizard…!!! No, no, no, it’s going to happen!!!!”
Stepping off the altar, she frantically ran towards Lennok’s cell.
Without hesitation, he opened the cage, grabbed Lennok by the collar, and tossed it beside Amrita.
coo!!
Izel, who took out a long dagger from his sleeve, held it up in reverse and huffed.
“Isn’t it okay if I make an offering…. With such an easy job… … . Are you still thinking… … .”
“….”
“Kill and kill, then you can solve it…. Can I call you again… … . Amrita is… … ?”
[Kik….]
Amrita wept sadly with a cry that lost her intelligence.
Did Izel understand whether the cry was positive or negative? Probably not.
Lennok could no longer harbor any optimism or skepticism about the situation.
“A priestess who heard of the revelation of the end would know.”
Lennok said as he looked at Easel, who was reversing the dagger with trembling hands.
“These are people who do not allow a double coincidence. Do you think that your wish will be granted even if the ceremony is overturned here?”
“Shut up, shut up…!!”
Lennox let out a small breath as he watched Izel screaming madly.
“You know it, but you pretend you don’t understand….”
Easel’s hardened porcelain eyes met Lennok’s cold gaze.
“Or do you just want to wish that?”
“Give me your heart!!”
The figure of Easel leading a body like broken porcelain and striking down a dagger with both hands.
The moment Lennok tried to stand up after exhaling a small breath as he watched the blade fall right in front of him.
Pooh!!
A long blade rose from the center of Izel’s chest.
“…!!!”
Izel, who was holding a dagger with both hands, as well as Lennok, who was facing him, were unexpectedly hit by a ridiculous blow.
Other knights and agents also froze as if struck by lightning at the appearance of an unknown entity that suddenly appeared from behind Izel and stabbed her.
“this…!!”
While shaking, Izell tried to look back somehow.
When she finally saw the face of the person who had stabbed her, her face was filled with passion-like anger.
“Zaif…!!!”
Easel gritted her teeth with a boiling tone.
“What the hell are you doing right now…!!!”
“I doubted and feared until the end.”
Apostle Zaif muttered.
“I wonder if all of this was just delusion and lies…. So I stopped.”
Chew!!
At the same time as slowly pulling out the blade, Izel’s body collapsed forward powerlessly.
What appeared behind her was the face of a mature man Lennok knew.
The apostle Jaif, who was somewhere empty and turbid, but had a will that was extremely clear, quietly looked down at Lennok.
“But you never told a lie.”
“Apostle Zaifuuuuuuuu!!!!”
“What the hell is this!!”
Priests and knights let out screams mixed with screams, and agents who came out one after another surrounded Zaif.
All of their faces were full of astonishment that they couldn’t believe the current situation.
“Do you intend to commit treason by betraying the Archbishop…?” … !!”
“This is impossible!!”
“How could the apostle acting on behalf of the priestess… … !!”
“It is not a betrayal.”
Zaif muttered as he looked at the agents with an expressionless face.
“Didn’t you guys see it too? Whom did the will of the pantheon choose? What told you the right way?”
“…!!”
“Apostle Martinez showed me the truth. I gave everything to prove that I was right.”
“Apostle? Apostle Martinez… … ?”
“I was not a heretic….”
“What the hell is this?”
Zaif’s plain words struck hundreds and thousands of believers gathered here at the same time.
The murmur and the crowd gathering close to hear more of him.
From the offerings on the altar to Izel and Amrita who fell bleeding.
In this catastrophe that plunges into uncontrollable chaos, only one Zeif turns his back without hesitation.
As if you know what to do.
“The consciousness that has taken place right now is just an illusion that is nothing more than a dream. So I won’t hesitate any longer… … !!”
Crumpled… … !!
At that moment, Jaif’s body seemed to swell wildly, and in an instant, it began to transform into a gigantic monster.
A giant rhinoceros with four horns on its head. Standing on all fours wielding a long nose, Zaif’s body trampled on the altar as it was.
[Archbishop Izel Nydri and the 10 apostles Amrita disobeyed his will and violated the sanctity he was not allowed to do!!]
Zaif, who had exploded with a roaring roar, sent out a salt wave so strong that the whole island could be heard with the power of his body.
[The survivors head to their true nature and confirm all the truth!! From now on, I… … I will prove it to everyone… … !!!]
Not Archbishop Easel Nydri, who fell clutching his chest. Towards Amrita, who was bleeding and gasping for breath behind him.
As a passageway to connect the will of foreign media, Jaif rammed into Amrita’s body, which had been damaged by overdoing it.
Kwaji Jik!!
[Kiyiyiyi!!!]
Amrita struggles screaming in pain as her flesh is crushed by being pierced by four thick horns.
However, Jaif kept pushing his own horn towards Amrita and trampled on the same apostle like mad.
Amrita, who couldn’t stand it, also started biting off Jaif’s body according to her survival instinct.
Wood Deuk!!
[Quoo oh… … !!]
[Squishy giggling…!!]
Biting each other’s flesh, scratching and tearing it apart, greedily taking and coveting the soul and body.
An immoral act that should never happen that two apostles of the church attack and devour each other.
Even Lennok, with a slightly dazed expression, stared at the epic monsters’ death struggle.
Even when he first tricked Jaif into thinking that he was the same apostle, he never expected a desperate internal strife.
The result of the ritual, which even Lennok himself had not expected, was coming in a completely different form of aftermath.
Is it a mere coincidence, or is it the result of a series of misfortunes and contradictions that swelled up and nurtured them?
Until a series of situations that started with misunderstandings and misunderstandings and lies reached an untouchable catastrophe.
Izel, who had collapsed while clutching his chest, looked back at him with blurred eyes and stretched out his trembling hand.
“Amrita….”
Lennok watched the scene without a word, then slowly rose from his seat.
The handcuffs came off so naturally, as if they weren’t tied in the first place.
Clap!!
Just as Lennok, who had been released intact, took a step toward Izel, someone appeared like a flashlight and hugged Izel.
A knight with a gloomy impression wearing silver armor.
The head of the orthodontist, Gervin Melwood, helped the fallen Izel with great care.
“I don’t know who they are from, but none of that matters.”
The voice of Gerbin muttered in an eerie voice.
“I cannot lay a hand on the priestess.”
“…do not worry.”
Instead of walking toward the easel, Lennok bent down to pick up an amber crown that had fallen to the floor.
“Because the Archbishop has nothing more to do.”
An amber crown fell from her head. The moment Lennok turned his gaze toward Amrita after inserting the recovered Jindun legacy into his coat pocket.
“That’s not going to happen.”
Whoop-!
The agents who were watching the situation climbed on top of the altar and blocked Lennok all at once.
A hardened face, not knowing what expression to make.
It is only natural that even talented people who were chosen as vessels to become apostles find it difficult to get a sense of the current situation.
Among them, only the three agents who radiate overwhelming momentum were looking straight at Lennok with their senses awake.
Silence passed.
“I’ve dedicated my whole life to the church, but this is the first time I’ve seen anything like this.”
The agent, clad in a thick priestly robe, pointed to the bottom of the altar and said quietly.
“Look down there. The believers who had become one a moment ago and supported the great will… … Now it is divisive.”
“….”
as he said
Even among the correctional knights and priests under the altar, Jaif’s declaration and the clash between the apostles can’t control the confusion.
Archbishop Izel passed out, and now he couldn’t decide which side to stand on.
They may be accustomed to dealing with and massacring heretics according to doctrine, but is it possible for them to fight among the apostles they serve?
Or, normally, Zaif’s behavior might have been dismissed as a mere apostle’s madness or treason.
The fact that it was not the Archbishop who was chosen by the foreign press, but the heretical wizard, was the fact that Zaif himself was risking his life for that word.
It was planting a small doubt in the minds of the believers who would normally not even doubt the church.
“Protect Amrita…!!”
“No, everyone, don’t move from the spot!!”
“Wait until we contact the main character!!”
“What are you talking about? The author is simply a heretic…!!”
The whole temple fell into a huge confusion that can’t control the situation.
In the midst of this, the reason why the agents can calmly block Lennok is because they are the ones who participated in this ceremony as apostle vessels.
Knowing that he had been deprived of the qualifications he deserved right in front of his eyes, he could judge Lennok as an enemy with the greatest coolness.
“Apostle Zaif is wrong. You are not of the Order.”
The fat agent stared at Lennok with a piercing gaze.
“I don’t know how the church even roasted and boiled him for being so loyal, but it doesn’t matter. That’s not the only thing that can’t be explained right now.”
Contrary to his dull-looking impression, his judgment is very smart.
Rather than trying to make sense of this moment when everything is getting out of control, you are pinpointing your priorities.
In fact, except for the four strongest agents who blocked Lennok, the other agents are doing their best to protect Amrita by attacking Jaif.
Even without the intervention of a third party, even if Amrita herself is not completely intact, the difference in power between the two apostles is obvious.
Apart from Zaif risking his life to attack Amrita, it was Zaif who was bleeding to death.
“However, it is an unmistakable fact that you were chosen by the pantheon even though you did not obey His will…!!”
“….”
“On the contrary, there is a way to solve all these tangled problems.”
Saying so, the fat agent raised a thick hand and held it out to Lennok.
“Come to the church.”
Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Chapter 492
