I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 526

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“Do you know that the power of God is all in the shape of an eye?”

Gletus once said:

“Whether they are gods in human form, beasts, bugs, or shadows…all gods have eyes. And within those eyes are their own powers.”

“warrant?”

“Yes, power.”

She gestured.

“Let’s take as an example the ‘continuous fire’ you first encountered. Her eyes contain fire. A burning fire.”

She drew a picture on the ground.

Gletus continued, pointing to a picture of a goddess with eyes like blazing flames.

“What she symbolizes is fire, and what she wants is to turn all the earth into nothing but ashes. That’s why her eyes contain fierce fire. The same goes for other gods.”

War, floods, blades, darkness… Gletus spoke while drawing the eyes of numerous gods one by one.

“Eyes are a mirror that reflects the soul. This is especially true for gods. So, when you want to know someone, look at their eyes.”

Gletus stretched out his hand.

He grabbed Jormun’s collar and pressed his forehead against Jormun’s. At a distance where he could clearly feel his breath, Gletus’ eyes were half-open.

“Remember, it’s the apple of your eye, Jormun.”

Someday, patterns will be engraved in my eyes and yours too. A pattern that is like a solid foundation that will support this land.

“We too will become like them one day. Even if we don’t want to, it will happen. In the end, guides are the same as those who have achieved the qualifications to reach heaven.”

But, she said.

“We might be wrong. We can’t always be right, so we might end up like them one day. So we have to be careful.”

“You are never wrong. You are always right, Gletus.”

“No, no, Jormun. I am wrong too. I make mistakes too. Humans cannot be perfect on their own.”

she smiled

“So let’s look into each other’s eyes.”

“···eye?”

“Yes, if you think you are wrong, look into your own eyes, mirroring mine. I will do the same.”

Let us become mirrors that reflect each other.

“If you think I’m wrong, tell me. If I’m wrong, I’ll always catch you.”

Gletus laughed so hard.

A smile that cannot be forgotten even after tens of thousands of years have passed. Remembering her eyes, Jormun slowly opened her eyes.

When you open your eyes, you see.

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Jormun looked ahead of me in silence. There is a junior there who has managed to catch up with him. The guide stood there only after it had fully bloomed.

Raniel van Trias.

Jormun looked into her eyes.

What is contained in the bluish eyes is a blue-white flame. I’ve seen her fire-shaped eyes for a long time, but there was something strange about her fire. Because the flames were spinning around her tail.

回 (回)

Jormun smiled bitterly as he looked at the flames that had spun around one after another and had finally become a single ring. Because I learned what Raniel wanted.

Is that your belief?

It is a belief that can never coexist with oneself.

That’s why humans are in conflict. To protect what is most precious to you. Jormun looked at Raniel in silence. If he had come this far, the passage of time would have been meaningless.

I tried to stop it, but Raniel was completed.

In the end, we have to face each other head on.

Fighting against time, pressure, attrition, going first and going last all became meaningless. Jormun just waited. I hope Raniel moves. May she show herself the answer she has found.

Eyes with blue-white rings.

Raniel slowly closed and opened his eyes.

…I could see so many things.

If I squinted, there was nothing I couldn’t see. Even the essence of the world came into view. There was something in his eyes that could not be compared to the Watcher’s eyes.

Dragon’s eye, or the eye of God.

Eyes that only Jormun, the primordial goddess, and the gods hanging at the highest point in the sky had. Raniel obtained something like that. What she has is truly an authority that is close to her omnipotence.

Eyes that contemplate all things, foresee the future, and see through the flow and rules of the world.

‘···It’s literally the apple of God’s eyes.’

I reached the divine throne with a human body.

I’m not sure what power is, but maybe something like this would be called power. Thinking of that, Raniel smiled bitterly.

Because I thought it was pointless.

Some may long for this god-like power. But it wasn’t Raniel van Trias. She did not want to become a god herself. If you choose the same path as the Ash Goddess, everything will be meaningless.

There was no need for powers or anything like that.

It is not the new god who gains victory over the old god. It must be one human being standing here representing humanity.

Flash.

Raniel closed his eyes and opened them.

The blue-white ring that had been fluttering violently in the eye suddenly quieted down. It’s still spinning, but the flames aren’t as overflowing as before.

Visibility also sank along with the flames. Raniel exhaled, focusing only what he needed to see.

‘It’s a little better.’

In the first place, there was no need for these eyes right now.

The Eye of God gave Raniel the knowledge necessary to understand the constellations in Jormun’s hand, but paradoxically, that knowledge was of no use to Raniel now. That’s right, because the order was reversed.

You need the apple of God’s eye to understand that though.

Isn’t it because I understood that that I gained God’s eyes?

The moment he received the law of heaven into his body, the moment his soul was swept away by the great current, Raniel realized everything. There was nothing more he needed to know. Raniel opened his mouth, pondering his realization.

“Eventually.”

She laughed bitterly.

“The first thing a wizard learns is also the last thing he realizes.”

I raised my head and looked at Jormun.

The moment Jormun realized that the words were addressed to him, he laughed as if it were absurd.

“Do you want to come and have a conversation now?”

“What do you think? If you came this far anyway, wouldn’t that be the end of it?”

Raniel shrugged his shoulders.

Because she understood too. Now that we have come this far, we know that the match will be decided only by meeting the constellations head-on. All other processes were meaningless. Even if we only talk a few words, the outcome will not change.

“You’re not wrong.”

Jormun also let out a short breath.

He said, exhaling.

“Don’t you think there’s more to it than you think?”

“Funny enough, yes, that’s right. I think that’s what people feel, whether they were tens of thousands of years ago or people today.”

Raniel saw the magic path he had walked.

From circuits made of simple lines to circuits made of hundreds or thousands of strokes. I moved forward, drawing numerous circuits. As we progressed, the circuits became infinitely more elaborate and complex.

Numerous circuits were built up.

He built a tower by accumulating knowledge and enlightenment.

The moment he reached the highest point of the tower, where it touches the sky, Raniel inadvertently burst into laughter. In the end, the enlightenment I gained at the end was no different from the enlightenment I gained when I first learned magic.

“Circuit is ultimately carved.”

What, Jormun asked.

“This,” Raniel answered.

“Rules. Discipline. New rules that will change the world.”

In the past, that’s what I realized when I became a superhuman through my battle with Kyle. Ultimately, the circuit is to write its own letters on the rules surrounding the world. At that time, Raniel realized that if you squeeze through the gap and engrave letters… it would be a spell without foreshadowing.

So, what have you realized now that you have ascended to the throne?

Next process. One step to move forward. I realized how to take one step closer to the wizard in front of me. Now all that remains is to show it.

“Tap,” he said.

Raniel took a step forward.

That was the signal. Jormun also took a step forward. As they stepped forward, the two stretched out their index fingers. There was no need for a cane. The finger was the brush that drew the circuit.

Sarah.

Mana bloomed from the tips of my fingers.

Or starlight, or dark red lightning.

The moment their fingers began to move, time stood still. In the frozen time, the fingers of two people drew a line. At this moment, the two wizards were drawing a circuit.

It is the basics of a wizard.

The first thing any wizard learns.

The two wizards who ascended to the throne very slowly unfolded the so-called three stages of spell manifestation.

First, the creation of the circuit.

The circuits they engrave are neither elaborate nor complex. Rather simple. Because once you’ve accumulated everything and reached the top, there’s no need for complexity. One hand gesture. The entire circuit is contained in that single hand gesture.

Their circuit is discipline itself.

When the wind blows over the rules, instead of tracing the letters with light sand that scatter them, you use your own circuit as a rule to squeeze in and carve into the gaps.

‘Up to this point, it’s the same.’

Raniel thought as he carved the circuit.

Up to this point, it’s like when you reach the level of a superhuman and cast a spell without omens. It is from the next process that things start to change.

Second, payment of price.

There was no need for compensation.

The life I have built, the knowledge I have accumulated, and the fact that I have reached this point have been the price in itself. At this moment when I had penetrated the truth, there was no need to consume mana to cast the spell.

Third, designation of direction.

Each gave the other direction.

They are two people with beliefs and values ​​that cannot coexist. They knew they had to destroy their opponents.

Flashing.

The completed circuit scattered light.

It resembles a phenomenon that wizards call a pole. When you use the same spell dozens or hundreds of times, a starlight appears in the spell every time, elevating the concept of the spell to a higher level.

It is known that this cannot be caused artificially.

This is a concept that was reused by a professor.

When the three stages of spell manifestation are completed perfectly, the extreme point can be created artificially. And at this moment, the two people have perfectly implemented the three steps to engrave the discipline.

First, I saw the rules.

Second, we carved out rules.

Third, I understood the huge flow they create.

Because he had not yet understood the flow created by discipline, the discipline he engraved was limited to creating spells without omens. Therefore, her circuit was a horse circuit that was swept away by the flow and disappeared over time.

However, Raniel received the Cheonri with his body and understood its flow. The moment I understood the flow, the three stages of the spell that Raniel performed as a guide became perfect.

Therefore, the concept is elevated to the next level.

Her circuit, carved through the gap, was no longer swept away by the flow. Rather, rules began to sweep around her circuit. Rather than just being swept away by the flow, it creates a flow.

Flashing.

Circuits glowed at her fingertips.

It is said that spells that reach their peak are filled with starlight. However, the circuit currently shining at Raniel’s fingertips did more than just contain starlight.

Their circuit, which understands the nature of the world, does not just contain starlight, but becomes the constellation itself.

“Is that your constellation?”

Raniel answered Jormun’s question by grabbing the circuit that appeared in front of him. Jormun also chuckled and grabbed the circuit that appeared in front of him.

Same process.

Same road.

Only the results achieved are different.

The two wizards stretched out their hands toward the sky, each holding a constellation in their hands. Two similar and dissimilar constellations shone brightly.

“Humanity has been abandoned by everything.”

“Humanity was abandoned by its parents, just as you and I were. Abandoned from the world. “I was abandoned by everything and could no longer stand up without someone’s help.”

“So, in a world that has changed, we need a God who will protect them, raise them up, and look only at them. So that humanity can take its first step.”

“So, I would like to become that kind of person. A mother-like being who will accompany humanity through its childhood.”

The constellation of Jormun van Dragonic shines brilliantly. It was dazzlingly bright with all kinds of colors. No matter which sky you look up at, the biggest constellation shining there is the circuit carved by Jormun.

“I want to move forward now without being tied down by anything.”

“Now we have to move forward.”

“Live by the sword, die by the sword. Thank you for everything you do. “I could face death as I am.”

“Stars, shadows, nothing else matters now. I just face my end as myself. “This is her natural choice.”

Raniel van Trias’s constellation was softly radiant. Unlike the brilliantly shining constellations of Jormun, her constellations did not shine in a blinding way. It just shed a soft light.

Because there was no need to hang in the sky.

Because it hung in the sky, there was no need to illuminate the world.

It was enough to just be a light in the darkness and light the way for them to follow their own path. However, unlike the soft light, the constellation Raniel was holding was extremely sharp.

If it were original, it would just light the road.

If anyone stands in their way, if they try to intervene in their path… her constellation will become a blade sharper than anything else and cut them all down. So that humanity is no longer bound by anything.

Each constellation with its own beliefs shined.

The two wizards walked towards each other while clutching the constellations. Now there is nothing between them. The time that had stopped began to flow again.

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In the noise of the world being torn apart, two constellations collided.

I have been reaching out my hand towards the sky.

For humans, the sky was just a disaster. Ordinary humans often go crazy just by looking at the sky. The gaze of the countless gods residing in the sky was not something a mere human could bear.

So that’s probably what she hoped for.

I wish humans could look up at the sky.

I hope humans can live without fear.

To make her wish come true, he stretched out his hand towards the sky. If we drop all the transcendental beings who painted the sky with their colors, humans will no longer have to fear anything.

Jormun van Dragonic hoped for a world without fear. He hoped that, like himself, no child would be born cursed by heaven. He hoped that humanity would rise up in a stable world, not in undisciplined chaos.

That’s why he looked at the sky.

Because there was a destination he had to go to.

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I have always been reaching for the stars.

Even though she knew she couldn’t reach it, she reached out to the sky. Because the wizard’s path points to the sky? No, that probably wasn’t the reason.

Because I wanted to know.

Because I wanted to understand.

I wanted to understand the stars floating in the sky. I wanted to know why the world is like this. How long will humanity have to groan in this never-ending struggle, and how can this struggle be ended?

What should I do so that humanity can move forward without being tied down by anything?

Raniel van Trias longed for the answer. Longing for her answer, she stretched out her hands towards the stars. I looked beyond the starry sky. Beyond the sky, there was a place he had to reach.

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The two wizards who reached out to the sky each received their own answers. The oldest guide says: I have to become a guardian myself and follow the rules. The leader of this era says: We need to tear down old rules and move forward without being bound by anything.

Two answers that cannot coexist.

Different types of constellations.

What Jorumun grasps is the law of heaven.

The laws of heaven take the form of heavenly punishment. Jormun fell, clutching the brilliantly shining lightning. Lightning struck from top to bottom.

What Raniel was grasping was the return to heaven.

However, Raniel leapt, clutching the dark red lightning to cut off everything and return it to its original form. Lightning struck against the sky.

Stars collided with each other.

Life and life collided.

fantasy,