Episode 72
EPISODE.36
Kkwareung-!
Lightning struck one after another, as if following the first lightning strike.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps-!
It feels like my whole body is burning, starting from the peripheral nervous system!
“Turn it off-!!”
They say that you can’t even scream if the pain exceeds a certain level, and I thought that now was the perfect time.
The good news was that even in that brief moment, the magical power that suddenly arose protected my body.
It would have been relatively easy to rise to the 5th circle by borrowing the power of the demons he had contracted with, but it was probably because he did not get that level at a gambling table.
and-.
‘I may have adjusted the power to some extent.’
With that in mind, Russell got down near the guy.
Shhh, thump.
“Turn it off-.”
Even then, Hyla, a cult woman, was lying face down on the floor, trembling.
Perhaps because the intestines had been cooked, smoke flowed out of the slightly opened mouth without stopping.
Frowning at that sight, Russell walked towards her.
The reason why Russell reduced his power at the last moment was simple.
‘Because there’s something I need to ask while keeping you alive.’
There are two things to ask.
The first of these was who the information about the ruins was obtained from.
It is a relic that even the person who went back in time was unaware of.
However, knowing the exact location of the ruins, they came and attacked.
‘The possibility is that they are high-ranking people or officials of the Magic Tower who can access this information.’
This is a situation that can only be considered as information leakage from either side. So I needed to find out.
And the second.
The second was a personal question.
‘Are cultists involved in my father’s death?’
Of course, there was no guarantee that he would be behind them last time.
However, since they were members of the same cult, it was worth asking.
Jeopuk, Jeopuk-.
The sound of shoe footsteps irritated her ears, and Hila’s eyes, barely able to come to her senses, began to tremble slightly.
It was very obvious what would happen if I was caught here.
‘The wizards of Endymion never forgive warlocks.’
They were cultists who were not treated properly no matter where they went on the continent, but Endymion was especially harsh towards them.
It has to be that way.
Even in the founding myth of Endymion, the enemy who appeared was a cultist.
Even more so, Pyeontap.
The opponent was a disciple of Daria, who was famous for having no mercy towards them.
Hela trembled at the sight of her fate being depicted as clearly as a fire.
The fear of death rises in my mind.
Wow-.
The moment when the creeping fear spreads like paint and soon takes over my mind.
“Huh-!”
Hela screamed.
Russell stopped walking at the sudden scream.
‘Are you going to make a final struggle?’
I didn’t let down my guard, just in case something happened.
At that moment, Hela screamed and grabbed her head with both hands.
He cried out pathetically, blood pouring from his eyes, nose, and even his mouth.
“Please, please. Please save me… … , please.”
Hela wasn’t the only one experiencing abnormalities.
“■■■■-!!”
Relying on its meager regenerative power, the chimera, barely able to breathe, let out a howl.
“Hwaaaah!”
Wigarden, whose limbs were tied and whose entire body was frozen, was no exception.
With a scream, Hela’s body begins to melt.
“Kyaaaa ah!”
Hela screamed as she looked at her skin, which was giving off a bad odor and was starting to melt like candle wax.
“-?!”
A strange phenomenon that occurred simultaneously.
Russell tilted his head.
Spiegelman shouted hurriedly.
“What about this?”
“Do you know anything?”
“Brainwash, the brainwashing magic of cultists. It’s so rare and high-level black magic that it’s my first time actually seeing it… … .”
“Please, please!”
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Hyla busily moved both arms to pick up the melting flesh.
But nothing changes.
Rather, the movement of the arms only made the skin melt faster.
Additionally, melted flesh was also a problem.
The ground that the flesh touched gradually corroded and began to melt.
‘Smell and poison!’
Russell’s face hardened as he figured out the ingredients.
Even if it means that the body is melting, you can’t even make it rot to the point that poison flows out while it is still alive.
‘And that too in this short period of time.’
Isn’t this a terrible magic that matches up with cultists and shows no respect for life and living?
At that time, Hilla pleaded with Russell.
“Please, please save me. please… … , I will do anything, anything, if you let me live.”
An earnest will for life.
It’s not that it looked sad.
However, in order to obtain information, one of the three must be saved!
“Is there any way to stop it?”
Spiegelman quietly shook his head in response to Russell’s question.
“It won’t be possible unless a high-ranking priest comes.”
He must have been equally frustrated, as he made a sad expression.
Well, Spiegelman must have known that it was important to get information from them.
“It means there is nothing we can do about it.”
Alan’s calm voice was also about one note lower than usual.
“please… … .”
Meanwhile, Hilla’s body was melting to the point where all of her bones were visible.
And finally, the last moment.
Hela spat out in a dying voice.
“Please, please save me. Hypnos (Ὕπνος)… … .”
That was the last time.
As soon as round eyeballs rolled out from inside the flowing skin of her face, Hyla’s body sank.
Either the brain or the heart would have melted and life would have stopped.
The last name the cultist uttered. Russell muttered the name quietly.
“Hypnos.”
It was to keep it clearly in mind.
‘Maybe he is the one behind these people.’
Hypnos (Ὕπνος).
It is the name of the Olympus Gods, one of the gods who walked this land in the past during the era of mythology.
Tinnitus is ‘a sleep from which you cannot wake up.’
Of course, it may not be his real name, but he calls himself the name of a god close to death.
Should I call him arrogant?
Otherwise, should I consider myself to be quite confident in my abilities?
If you treat a 5th circle cultist like a hand and foot, even at the bare minimum, you will have top level skills.
Maybe more, Master.
Or maybe he was a wizard who crossed the wall called superhuman.
‘Should I consider myself lucky that I didn’t call myself Hades (Ἅιδης) or Thanatos (Θάνατος)?’
Russell smiled bitterly at a sudden thought and lifted the partial acceptance.
‘Ugh-.’
At that moment, a throbbing migraine struck my brain.
A mild sense of motion sickness that comes with it.
‘Is this a reaction?’
It was definitely much better than before. Not only was the mental power drained, but the subsequent recoil was also bearable.
The proof is that even though the acceptance was lifted, there was not even a single stumble.
At that time, I heard a notification.
[You have completed the mission. Compensation will be paid.]
[You have defeated a total of 2 cultists. Intermediate magic stone (edible) x6 will be paid as a reward.]
Even though he received the notification that the mission had been completed as usual, Russell was not at ease and happy.
‘For that reason-.’
The base camp is a mess.
Scattered around there are the corpses of fellow wizards.
-Because the damage was so great… … .
* * *
It was some time later that the events at the base camp were reported to the royal capital.
News that is enough to shake up not only the magic world, including the Four Great Magic Towers of the Royal Capital, but also the entire Royal Capital.
“dare-.”
That’s why, when the owners of the four major magic towers of the royal capital were gathered together, Daria let out a subtle anger.
At the same time, the chocolate cake in front of her began to melt.
Seeing that, the person sitting next to me stretched out his hand.
He held the back of Daria’s hand and at the same time brought in cold wind to cool her down.
“sister. calm down.”
A pure white rabbit doll in her arms, and a face so young that you’d think she was in her mid to late teens.
A girl whose robe is longer than her small body and hangs down past her wrists.
It was an appearance that absolutely did not suit the meeting of the royal capital’s magic tower owners.
However, if they knew her identity, no one would be able to say that.
Surprisingly, her identity was Emilia Merwin.
Emilia Merwin, owner of the royal capital White Tower and archmage of the 7th Circle.
Just like Daria, who looks forty despite being over eighty, she looks so young that it’s hard to believe she’s over sixty.
However, the reasons for the two people’s youthful appearance were completely different.
In Daria’s case, she simply used magic to stop aging, but Merwin was really young.
She was a mixed race of human and fairy, and was in her late sixties, but according to fairies’ age, she was only the age of a girl who had just entered puberty.
That’s why Daria calls her ‘Whitey’ and calls her pretty.
Following Merwin, Hemingway also shook his head.
I sighed as I recalled her childhood, when she was famous for her fiery personality.
“Even as I get older, nothing has changed much compared to when I was young… … .”
It is said that he has become more gentle than before as he has become a master of fire, but human nature does not change easily.
“joy. Please be quiet. This old man. “I don’t think I’m this angry right now?”
Daria snorted at Hemingway’s words that had that meaning.
“How dare a cult not only show itself openly within Endymion, but also target our youngest?”
“I’m not saying don’t get angry, but I’m asking you to handle things a little more calmly. “You have a short temper.”
Hemingway shook his head again and clicked his tongue, and the corner of Daria’s eyes twitched and moved.
He twitched his lips as if he was about to say something, but soon held back his words.
She also acknowledged that there was nothing wrong with Hemingway’s words.
“joy. good. “Let’s start talking.”
I had no intention of getting any more angry than this from the beginning.
‘It is said that the base camp has been hit, but all three cultists have been dealt with. Moreover, even the youngest is safe… … There’s no reason to be more angry than necessary.’
Nevertheless, the first time he showed anger, it was just his personality.
When the situation was resolved, Niccolò Machiavelli stepped forward with a clear cough.
“Hmm. “Then, let’s start with the items that can be dealt with first.”
The first item on the agenda was about the victims who died at the base camp.
“It may have been a sudden accident, but they were all people who worked hard for Endymion and the magic world. “Unfortunate people have passed away.”
“Shouldn’t we provide not only treatment for those who died but also compensation for their bereaved families?”
“Then how about doing it like this?”
Starting with that, various agendas begin to flow.
The four magic tower owners who sat down dealt with the items one by one in a familiar manner.
All of them are experienced people who have sat in the positions of tower owners of the four major magic towers of the royal capital for well over ten years.
These people were already adept at getting things done without being too lacking or too much.
The agendas began to be dealt with one by one, until finally only one agenda remained.
Hwangtapju, Niccolo Machiavelli, muttered, unable to hide his uncomfortable face.
“Now all that remains is the problem of cultists.”
As if agreeing with that statement, Hemingway added:
“It’s a cult, I guess I’ve been hearing that name a lot lately… … .”
Not only did they attack the carriage that was there last time, but they also attacked the ruins excavation team this time.
I wondered if cult members had ever been active this often in the last ten years.
“I couldn’t see it for a while, so my liver mass must have swollen properly.”
Daria, who was growling at the word cultist, quickly added.
“Otherwise, they might be doing something wrong. for example… … “Looking for something or something.”
Others agreed with her that the cultists might be looking for something.
“hmm.”
“hmm.”
“I agree with what you said.”
The other three people each nodded.
“The problem is that we need to know what they are after and what they are trying to do with it.”
This means that there is currently insufficient information.
To put it simply, cultists were like a wound that had begun to fester.
If you ignore it because it is a small wound, it can not only require cutting off the entire affected area, but can even threaten your life… … .
Daria spoke because she knew the danger better than anyone else.
“It would be a good idea to raise our guard against them to the next level.”
Hemingway, Baektapju, and Emilia Merwin received the speech.
“We need to add a little more manpower to chase down the traces of cultists.”
“Then, as soon as the meeting is over, I will relay this to the local magic tower and raise the alert to the next level.”
Something like knocking on the grass to scare a snake.
It was clear that cultists were people who deserved to be nipped in the bud.
However, there was also a risk that if you used too much effort without knowing the purpose, you could end up doing something wrong.
“-This is probably the best we can do for now… … .”
Standing up, Hemingway concluded today’s meeting.
“We will discuss this matter again later.”
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