Infinite Mage Chapter 833

Ivory Tower Gathering (1)

Ivory Tower 400th floor.

Even now that the world is in the midst of a war against demons, the natural scenery on the 400th floor is quiet.

In an artificially created natural landscape, people planted seeds and prepared for a hopeful tomorrow.

‘I am defeated.’

Sirone was meditating in a house with a red roof on the outskirts of the village.

‘I lost.’

As the plan to assassinate Habitz through Beopsal failed, the world headed toward catastrophe.

The number of people killed by demons was already approaching 1 million, and Sirone felt responsible for that.

‘Why did I lose?’

The reason I reached the point where my thoughts continued to bite each other was ultimately because I was weak.

The sacred light of Yahweh enveloped the face, but it was not in the form of a beautiful sphere.

‘You have to endure it.’

The spirit of fraternity that loves all things equally.

‘You have to accept everything.’

Although I realized it in my head, calming down my inner anger was not within the realm of human beings.

When your mind leans towards one side, your mind becomes distorted and your state is broken.

‘The heart must move.’

If he could go beyond calculation and become fraternity itself, Sirone would finally gain complete freedom.

“Huh!”

It doesn’t seem possible.

‘You must forgive. I need to hug you.’

Like Sirone’s tears, the drops of Yahweh’s light

were falling down as if burning.

“Exterminate humanity!”

As Habitz absorbed the army of Hell, the Gustavian Empire became the world’s most powerful military power, both in name and reality.

The Naejeong King Sumodo reorganized an army of 1 billion people according to the characteristics of the demons.

And now, under Balkan’s plan, a 50 million-strong army was heading towards Kashan’s imperial castle.

“Isn’t this too easy? “It’s not fun.”

It was at the level of an entire nation moving, and no human military could stop them.

The four skills of Habitz and Gustav were all gathered in a huge car pulled by the monster Maranca of the secret world.

“Uorin.”

The emperor of the empire does not need to be on the battlefield, but if the occupying country is Kashan, the story is different.

“I look forward to seeing what kind of expression they will make when they occupy the imperial castle.”

From the open carriage, Habitz looked at the armies of hell that filled heaven and earth.

It was a procession that was possible because they were not human.

“Satan!”

A demon with a red tail and wings approached the flying unit in reverse, holding a trident in front of it.

He was a messenger who learned human language.

“We have occupied Benaford, a commercial city in Kashan.”

Benaford was a wealthy city 40 kilometers from here.

Balkan gave instructions on behalf of Havitz.

“I will stay there tonight. “You guys don’t rest and keep moving forward.”

As the messenger immediately followed orders and left, Balkan turned to Habitz and said,

“With this, we have taken over a third of Kashan’s territory. “It’s time to make a decision.”

Occupying half of Kashan’s territory opens the way to invade the central continent.

Sumodo said.

“Zaibe Molten Borna, which faces the border with Kashan.] These three countries will be the gateway. “If we just break through here, we can eat from the central 21 kingdoms as well as the southern continent without any problems.”

“I am going to Wuorin.”

Balkan sighed at the instructions of Havitz, who had no interest in strategy, tactics or even war.

“Then let’s split our forces. “From Benafod, the 10 million army will attack Kashan and the remaining army will move south.”

Natyasha looked around in confusion.

“40 million people in the central continent?”

“There is still no movement in the temple. They are probably planning to stage a final resistance war on the border of the central continent. “Even with 10 million troops, there is enough food for Kashan.”

If Balkan’s words were true, no one could object, and that night Habitz’s troops arrived at Benaford.

The wealthy city that was once one of the three richest cities in Kashan was devastated.

Habitz, who set up barracks in the area where the building collapsed, called the city’s rulers.

Twenty high-ranking nobles, including the mayor, were tied with ropes and dragged out one after another.

They already knew Habitz’s tendencies, so their faces were bloodless and their eyes were full of fear.

‘I’m going to die anyway. That’s not scary.’

They couldn’t even imagine how this madman would torture them.

“I’ll spare half of you.”

When Habitz spoke harshly, everyone raised their heads in disbelief.

‘half? ‘Half?’

1 out of 2 people.

It was a probability that he expected that he could die, but that there was no way he would catch it.

“Instead, I will torture the other half.” The nobles’ shoulders trembled because it was probably not torture to find out something.

“Raise your hand if you want to live.” At first no one raised their hand.

The shame of begging for your life Buys time to analyze the situation.

‘I’m going to die anyway. It’s right to gamble.’

When the three quick-thinking people raised their hands at the same time, the remaining people turned around as if their heads were going to break.

Their eyes were a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and perhaps a vague expectation that they would die.

“Release me.”

Following Habitz’s instructions, the soldier untied the ropes of the three men and raised them up.

“Leave. “You are free.”

The faces of the remaining 17 people turned ashen.

“They said they would spare half of them.”

Now there are only 7 people who can survive. Seeing hope, everyone has raised their hands.

“Please save me! “I have children!”

“I must live! “I will do anything for you, Havitz!”

Habitz, who had been listening to their cries for a moment, held out his hand to Zetaro.

Then he took the two dice and threw them to the person sitting on the far left.

“From now on, we will pair up and throw the dice. “The person with the highest number is free.”

“Uh…

The nobleman who was looking down at the dice that fell in front of his lap looked up with a blank expression.

“Roll it.”

Startled by Habitz’s short words, he held up the dice with trembling hands and rolled them.

“Huhhh!”

The number made by two six-sided dice is 7 by adding 3 and 4.

“Next. “The person next to me.”

The person kneeling next to me grabbed the dice without even making eye contact.

The time it took for the dice thrown with two trembling hands to roll on the floor felt like an eternity.

“Ah ah…

The number on the die is 6 and 2 plus 8. “Aaaah!”

The man with the number 8 started screaming, and the man with the number 7, on the other hand, lost consciousness.

“This is ridiculous.”

Playing with dice is nothing, and your fate cannot be determined by just 1 difference.

“Please give me just one more chance!”

“Take it away. Torture him until he dies.” Even when he was captured by the soldiers and left the barracks, he could not accept his life.

“please! Please give me one more chance!” Vulcan smiled bitterly.

‘This is the truth of the world. There’s nothing you can do but roll the dice.’

Human free will is limited to that extent.

‘But some people break free from the shackles of the law and carry out their own will.’

At least it wasn’t the people here.

“next. Roll it.”

The dice continued to pass to the person next to them, and shouts of joy and screams of despair erupted repeatedly.

“There is only one person left?”

Since three people raised their hands and left, the remaining person had no one to compete with in a dice battle.

“Oh, please… have mercy…

Habitz, who was looking at the nobleman who was afraid that he might not get even half a chance, stood up.

“You can do it with me.”

“yes? How could I, His Majesty the Emperor…

Habitz, who was sitting down in front of the nobleman, said as he handed over the dice.

“What does that matter? Actually, I wanted to try it. If you defeat me, you will become emperor. And I… hmm.”

Habitz, who was looking around, spoke to Taro.

“okay. Zeta, you kill me.” Vulcan said.

“Your Majesty, such a suggestion…

Before Zetaro could finish speaking, he was holding his belly button and laughing.

“Fuhahaha! All right! It’s a truly thrilling match. “Then let me be the judge.”

As Zetaro approached Habitz and raised his sword as if to strike his neck, the noble’s pupils rolled up in fear.

‘Crazy guys. ‘It’s not normal.’

“Roll it. “This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

The atmosphere in the barracks was so tense that it felt like it was going to explode, so it was the most fun part.

“please. Please, just this once…

The noble, whose entire body was convulsing, closed his eyes tightly and threw two dice.

For a moment, the air froze and the nobleman, who gently opened his eyes, opened his mouth as if he could not believe it.

“iced coffee! Ahhh!”

The number on the dice is 6 plus 6, making

it 12. ‘It’s a miracle! Oh God! thank you!’

While the Havitz executives looked serious, Zetaro burst into laughter.

“Fuhahaha! What are you going to do now? “I’m sure the emperor won’t go back on what he said, right?”

Any emperor would have struck Zetaro’s head, but Habitz instead smiled.

‘As expected, you are the best.’

It’s super fun.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Although Havitz truly risked his life, there was no hesitation in throwing the dice.

“Eight.”

Everyone’s eyes followed the dice.

When 6 was added to 6 to get the number 12, saliva flowed from the entranced nobleman’s mouth.

“It’s a tie. Once more.”

“Huhhh.”

The nobleman, who was crying like a child, held onto the dice with tears pouring down his face.

The crying didn’t stop.

“Ugh. “Ugh.”

As my shocked nerves started to run wild, two dice slipped down my palm.

The result is again 6 added to 12. “Aaaah! Aaaah! “Aaaah!” The nobleman, who had gone half crazy, continued to scream evil tears and snot.

Vulcan’s eyes finally became harsh.

‘There is no manipulation of dice. But 12 came up three times in a row. Although it is an independent case, this…

Havitz snatched the dice.

“It’s pretty good. So what about this time?” Two dice

flew through the air without hesitation.

“Wow!”

The soldiers, who were nervous to the point of suffocation, glared at the dice and shouted.

“It’s 12! “It’s 12 again!”

Although there is nothing impossible about the probability, it was by no means a situation that we commonly encounter in life.

“Please… save me.”

The nobleman begged, but Habitz was adamant.

“Roll it.”

Although his body was already exhausted, he threw the dice, hoping for a final miracle.

Add 1 and 2 to 3.

“So is it my turn now?” As Havitz swept the dice, the nobleman trembled and opened his mouth wide.

“Kwaeeee!”

He fell forward, covering his eyes with a bucket of blood pouring out.

Jetaro checked the status.

“I stopped breathing.”

“It’s a shame. “I tried to save you.” Habitz returned to his seat and tapped his legs with a disgusted look on his face.

“Bored. “Is there anything fun?”

By the next morning, 20,000 of Benaford’s surviving citizens had been brutally murdered.

‘Forgive me. Love you.’

Bloody tears flowed from Shirone’s eyes as he had been meditating for 30 hours.

I couldn’t suppress my anger any longer.

‘no. ‘You can’t shake it.’ The battle between fraternity and anger was a tightrope walk that could destroy one’s spirit if one were to slip even for a moment.

“Hmm.”

Blood flowed from my closed eyes, nose, and lips, and my clothes became damp.

‘Hold on. Even my anger is swallowed up.’ The light of Yahweh began to drip like candle wax.