Episode 378 Disaster (4)
While supplying mana to the altar, Aira and Serien taught Ray one by one the information about the altar.
“Most of the mana flowing from the altar is complex. In other words, it can be described as a leisurely flowing stream. It would be more difficult to grasp the flow because it flows slowly rather than a strong current.”
Ray nodded his head in agreement.
“Even though it seems to be flowing forward, sometimes mana suddenly crosses the point. Looking at this, there is not one ‘flow of water’.”
At his words, Serien made a slightly surprised expression.
As I just said, there is certainly not one stream.
However, it is not easy to notice it.
Even he, whose senses are at their peak, realized it after taking a week.
“…I was worried about what to do if my head is bad, but it seems that I understand it well. that’s right. The tide is not one. That’s why there are so many things we need to be careful about. No one knows what kind of accident will happen if you turn the direction of mana wrong. For example…”
Serien raised a finger and pointed to a corner of the temple.
The corpse of a giant rat with horns was there.
“Something like that kind of monster that shouldn’t exist in the middle world.”
“Mmm.”
“As you said, this time dozens or even stronger monsters might appear.”
Serien looked at Ray.
Contrary to the intimidating tone of voice, only the eyes calmly settled and looked directly at himself.
It was like looking at a reaction.
Ray, who was constantly drawing lines on the parchment, put down the pen for a moment.
“You never know what will happen if you make a mistake. But one thing is for sure, if we don’t change here, something worse will happen. Even if we make a mistake and many things change because of it, we who have set foot in this position have an obligation to take responsibility for the altar.”
he said he was responsible
An altar made by God himself and entrusted by God to all who dwell in Middle-earth.
It may seem irresponsible in a way, but now that I think about it again, wasn’t it my own consideration that allowed me to protect my own territory?
Freedom was given to each of us so that we could make our own choices.
Ray thought it was only natural that responsibility would follow.
“It’s your responsibility. That’s right.”
Serien untied his arms.
Taking a step closer, she sat down and grabbed a pen.
“The best way to know the flow is to jump directly into mana. If you experience it with your body, it will definitely remain in your memory.”
A line was drawn across the nine points.
Again, this time, place a line from the second point to the third point.
“There are many waves, but among them, the mana rays are the ones you need to be especially careful about. I found it over several months, but I still don’t know what role these mana lines play.”
A total of three thick lines have been drawn on the parchment so far.
One was drawn by Ray and two by Serien.
Assuming there is one line for each point, there are six more lines left.
“It’s complicated.”
“It’s a magic tool with countless magical uses of mana.”
The altar had more lines than he had imagined.
There were thick lines like the roots of a plant, and there were also mana lines like small roots.
This delicate line is also connected to the core line, so there was a possibility that it would bring considerable aftermath if touched incorrectly.
Therefore, it is necessary to study the finer lines.
Ray banged the table a few times before getting up.
“As Serien said, experiencing it yourself would be faster.”
While talking, he immediately walked towards Aira.
Embarrassed Serien called Ray.
“wait for a sec! You mean you’re going to jump right in without any preparation? I know you’re a pretty smart person, but you’re too reckless. There is no need to rush to take this risk. Thinking again…”
The moment she tried to convince Ray.
Koo Goo Goo—!
Some of the mana that bounced off the altar hit the walls of the temple.
It hit like light and left a scar on the temple.
Gee profit!
An ink-colored crack appeared with the sound of something being cut.
Serien stopped talking and immediately raised his hand.
“Air hand!”
As the wind formed a barrier and blocked the entrance of the rift, something soon appeared in the dark ink light.
“Quaaaaagh!”
A monster with one eye in the shape of a cow glared at Serien.
I could hear people’s screams through my mouth, but the sound was so sharp that I wanted to cover my ears.
I tried my best to come out of the rift, but thanks to Serien’s magic, the monster did not come out.
“What else is that?”
Serien answered as if shouting.
“How can I know! Ira! Mana leaked out! Do something quickly!”
The power of the monster must have been quite strong, so her hand holding the magic was trembling.
A monster in the shape of a cow hit the barrier blocking it with its front hoof.
Koo-! Koo-!
The strong wind shield shook greatly with one kick.
Due to pouring a large portion of mana into the altar, Serien only had a handful of mana left.
It was a daunting situation even to cast magic once, but trying to close the rift alone was like dying.
Ray waved his hand once.
An imperfect spirit of speech helped her close the rift.
Then it was able to withstand the hooves of the cow.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Kyaaak!”
When Ray saw the woman screaming and screaming at the demon, he stuck out his tongue.
“There are dozens of these guys… just thinking about them is terrifying.”
Among the undead, there is an undead called Banshee.
The banshee also screams like a monster in front of me, but it’s not so painful to hear.
What is the cry of a monster resembling a cow?
Should I say that once you hear it, it stays in your ears and continues to ring?
It was a strangely lingering tone.
Listening to it over and over again seems like it will become addictive…
.
“Don’t pay attention to the sound! The mind is polluted!”
In response, Ray hurriedly raised mana.
Even though the surrounding noise was completely blocked, the subtly addictive screams of the demons continued.
“Kyaaaagh! Aaaaaaaagh!”
The sound seemed to come directly into my head.
At that moment, a small feeling of happiness began to rise in his head, and as he felt it, Ray’s complexion changed little by little.
‘The protection of mana does not work.’
In Middle-earth, the existence of mana occupies a fairly large proportion.
As most beings trained mana and rose to the position, their dependence on mana was high.
However, the monster’s screams flowed into my head even though the sound was blocked, so this alone proved the monster’s strength once.
What if dozens or more of those monsters pop out?
Even knights and priests armed with mana and clad in divine power would be useless.
That’s because it’s an opponent that doesn’t work well with the energy of the middle world.
Serien also knew that, so he acted quickly.
Sweat began to drain from Aira’s body as she controlled the altar’s mana.
As she struggled, the cracks got smaller and smaller.
Serien, who had barely blocked the crack with mana, cheered loudly.
“Well done! cheer up!”
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
The small monster struggled and tried to rise beyond the new dimension, but the light of mana leaking from the altar faded and the crack finally disappeared.
Paaaaang—!
When the rift leading to another dimension disappeared, Serien’s magic was lifted with the sound of air bursting.
she caught her breath
“Heo-eok… hee-eok… I thought I would die from mana depletion.”
Since all the mana was poured into the altar, Serien, who was short of mana, squeezed out the missing mana to maintain magic, but struggled not to be eroded by the cry of the cow monster.
Thanks to that, my head has already turned into a mess.
On the other hand, Ray was still in shock because he had glimpsed a monster from another dimension for the first time in his life.
An extremely strong monster that does not pass through mana.
From a closer look, it seemed that his physical abilities were not inferior to those of an ogre at all.
If he had endured this much because he had trained his commandments, if he had been a criminal, his mind would have been contaminated by those bizarre screams.
A bizarre mental attack that makes you feel happy.
I didn’t feel any remnants of mana or other energy, so it’s probably a power unique to cow monsters.
Serien spoke to Ray, who stood still as if frozen.
“how is it? How do you feel about meeting a cutie from another dimension?”
“My mind is dizzy.”
“By the way, that belongs to a light monster. The dead guy over there fought with me from this temple for a whole day.”
“Ha ha ha?”
“Of course, it was not a day in a realistic sense, but a day in a mental sense.”
She laughed bitterly and made incomprehensible noises.
Ray sat down on the table.
This allowed me to see with my own eyes what would happen if I made a mistake.
The fact that the bridge connecting the dimensions is open and monsters and other beings can come out.
‘If I make a mistake even once, it’s the end.’
Ray, who tried to fill the parchment while experiencing the flow of the altar himself, felt the need to change his mind.
If one small mana stem is twisted while experiencing it with your own body, the mana leaking from the altar will create a dimensional bridge, just like before.
After that…
I don’t even want to think about it now.
“Release your expression. Just make the cracks disappear.”
“Right now, the mana stems were small, so I was able to make them disappear, but if I touch the big stems, I won’t be able to turn them back.”
“I can’t deny it.”
Serien came over and sat down.
“Do you feel it now? How much impact a single mistake from the altar will have on this middle-earth.”
“yes. I know very well.”
He opened his mouth as he looked at the stone statue in the temple where there had been a crack a while ago.
“I will change my plans. Let’s think more carefully about how we experience it with our bodies.”
“good choice.”
