Episode 464
It’s nothing new. Among the high-circle mana users in the Western Continent, 9th circle mana users were quite rare.
Why would you lump 9-circle mana users together as high-circle mana users? There are so few of them that they were lumped together to inflate the numbers a bit.
But here, that was meaningless.
Among the thousands of drones coming from far away, more than half were 9th circle mana users. In other words, they were peak experts.
That was the extent of my thoughts.
Ron’s still alive. That’s good.
Spread the energy.
Everyone outside stopped moving. The thousands of drones that had been running towards them also stopped. I told them.
I woke up.
The emperor opened his eyes.
If you don’t want to get left behind, just stay there like you’re nailed in.
I took a step.
Thud thud.
* * *
Ron was desperate. He was bleeding all over. It’s too late to mention it, but he already had no feeling in his left arm.
The time to use recovery magic… was almost zero. Right now, I was too busy avoiding attacks to even attack.
Was this man swinging a club in front of me called Usa, the Pungjinsingae?
“Commander-! The scoundrels of the Murim Gongjeok are alive-!”
I barely escaped by rolling on the ground.
“You’re going down? Ha, your method of avoiding things like a commoner is incredibly narrow-minded.”
I didn’t even pretend to hear. What does the method matter? I just avoided it.
Just then, a corpse appears at your feet. It is not a corpse made by a Death Knight, but the corpse of a warrior killed by a Death Knight.
Ron quickly memorized the starting words.
“[Animated Dead.]”
The corpse rises. As it rises, crunch-! Usagi’s club crushes the Death Knight’s head.
The Death Knight, trying to stand up, loses his balance. He falls to one knee. Usagi turns his head towards Ron.
That was Usagi’s mistake.
Usagi’s mistake of not being able to properly understand what was happening around him.
Death Knights are not easily killed. To kill a Death Knight, you must either kill the caster or drain the Death Knight of all remaining mana, morale, and vitality.
The sunken-faced Death Knight swung the long spear he was holding.
Usaga reacted late and turned his body, but it was too late.
The Death Knight’s staff strikes Usagi’s side. Kwaaang-!!
Ron looked around. Some people were fighting, blood spraying, but others sensed something was wrong and confronted them.
Death Knights do not attack unless attacked first. They are self-aware Death Knights.
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The dissonance of having come back from the dead and the loyalty to Ron that cries out from within.
If we just leave the Death Knight alone, who is confused and wavering in the middle of it all, there will be no need to fight, Ron thought. This is the turning point.
Now, the drones that are slowly starting to notice it are starting to appear. I don’t know how much time is left. Five minutes at most.
The Jeongcheon Alliance’s unmanned forces, at least the vanguard, are all here. The number is roughly 88.
Among them, I saw Yu Je-ha, the owner of Sura Doje, but I didn’t pay any attention to him.
Ron drew up his mana and chanted the spell.
“[Explosion-!]”
Kwaaaaang-!!
The ground exploded, and dust covered the area. Soon the dust cleared. Ron was no longer there.
The eyes of the drones that were confronting the Death Knight without fighting moved to one side.
The man in red armor.
One of the drones muttered softly.
“Red robe god army… … .”
The emperor’s subordinates, wearing red armor and moving mysteriously.
I know where he is going. I also know that his body moves tens of meters in an instant. The reason I didn’t follow him was because I judged him to be a frog in a well anyway.
Everyone’s eyes turned to the Death Knights.
I thought, let’s start with these first.
Because they only had that thought, none of those present noticed that the Sura Doje had disappeared. Not even the Fengjin Shingae Usagi knew.
* * *
I used blink in succession. I’m out of breath.
Hoo. He turned lightly and kicked back. He used Blink again. It seemed like no one was following him. Ron knew what that meant. There was no need to follow him.
The confidence of the drones that they have a rough idea of where Ron is going and where Jack is.
That was certain. Soon we reached the cave where Jack was lying. I was about to kick the place again when I got goosebumps.
He just stood there frozen in place.
The head slowly turns.
I don’t know when it started. I think we use this expression a lot these days, but he was there. He was there, as if he had become one with nature.
His hair, a harmonious blend of black and white, reached down to his waist. If you looked at him, you would think he was a woman, but he was not. He was an old man. A truly mysterious old man.
He looked like he was middle-aged, but he just had that vibe. He definitely didn’t look middle-aged. He was definitely old.
He stood leisurely, leaning back against a tree with his arms crossed.
My eyes met his. I got goosebumps again. His gaze was like looking into the abyss.
His mouth opens.
“Are you going to Cheonmasingyo?”
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It was a very pleasant low-pitched voice. But the Cheonma Shingyo?
Ron’s intuition was right. The creepy feeling was clear. The old man knew. Jack was heading to the Celestial Demon Church.
The old man asks Ron, who does not answer.
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“I will go. The Emperor of the West… … The Emperor from the Promised Land… … . Is inevitability drawing near?”
I don’t know if this is a soliloquy or a question.
One thing is certain: it’s dangerous.
Perhaps their thoughts coincided. The old man turned his head toward the cave where Jack was lying.
“The Emperor of the West, his aura is truly ferocious. Can you feel it? This range right now. This is the Maginot Line.”
The old man tapped the floor with his foot.
As if the Maginot Line was limited to this area, he showed both his words and actions at the same time. The old man continued speaking.
“If I take a step from here, he’ll wake up. He’ll notice my presence. It’s amazing that he can expand his senses to this extent while asleep… … It’s truly amazing. Has there ever been such an unmanned being?”
There was no sense of hostility. Rather, he seemed full of curiosity.
Ron, who had been silent, finally asked a question.
“Who are you?”
The old man laughs. He laughs and slyly points to the sword on his waist. The sword looks just like the longsword Jack carries.
It wasn’t made of mithril or adamantium or anything like that, but a gigantic ether that I saw in the Black Sea.
So, a weapon made of ether.
I asked Han Cheon-Bing-Je, Yu Seol-Ha, and he said that the ether here is called ‘Man-Nyeon-Han-Cheol’.
The important thing here is that the thing on the man’s waist was a ‘sword’.
The old man said nothing more. He just turned around and disappeared.
It wasn’t like he kicked the seat or anything. He just literally disappeared.
There was no time to appreciate it any longer. Ron approached the cave. Jack was still lying down. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if he was having trouble sleeping.
Ron shook his head. Phew.
Let me be honest.
I feel like I’m going to fall down hard.
I watched Jack from the side and tried to mimic his speech a little, but other than that, I had nothing else to say. I felt like I was going to die from exhaustion.
Has Jack lived like this all his life?
I felt sad for no reason. My eyes felt slightly teary.
I wish we could just live comfortably, laughing and chatting.
Ron came back outside and scribbled something in front of the entrance.
It was a magic circle. It was a teleportation type.
Many people might think that this is a very common and easy magic that people like Jack and Valentine use so easily and without any effort, but that is not the case.
Teleportation, especially using magic by uttering the word teleportation, is the exclusive domain of the Transcendent. The wizards below them must memorize all sorts of spells.
It is almost impossible to use unless you have reached the level of a master.
Ron is a 9th circle wizard. He wouldn’t have been able to use it normally. But it’s different with magic circles.
If you have the talent, if you have the understanding of magic, even a 9th circle mana user can use 10th circle magic. It’s the same with an 8th circle or a 7th circle. The problem is time.
Ron quickly wrote down the formula. He also calculated the coordinates in his head. The location was the Ice Palace. To be exact, it was where the ship was anchored.
I put mana into each formula and each number. Cold sweat runs down my forehead.
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Blood and sweat mix together and fall. My shoulders ache, my waist feels like it’s going to tear, and my legs feel like they’re losing feeling. I ignored it. I kept writing.
Then he paused.
Surely no one was following me?
I looked up. A man was walking towards me from a distance. He had a huge sword on his back. He looked familiar.
The Sura Island Festival is coming.
The moment he saw him, Ron’s brow furrowed.
I saw it before, but this guy was kind of just a bystander. But why?
He said.
“I came to keep my promise.”
“……promise?”
He took something out of his pocket and threw it at Ron. Ron caught it absentmindedly and opened his eyes wide.
The method of cultivating the mind.
“The Emperor of the West, he said. If I lose, hand over the secret method. I have come to protect it.”
Ron was dumbfounded. He kept thinking, but why do these unmanned people have such a peculiar way of thinking? No.
After thinking about it carefully, I think this is right. Eunwon.
Grace for grace, resentment for resentment.
And promises are made with trust.
Ron accepted it. It was Jack’s.
The Shura Emperor did nothing more than that. He went to the tree where the strange old man with the sword had been before and leaned his back against it.
Literally a bystander.
He asked.
“It looks like you’re preparing something again, but don’t worry about it and just finish.”
“… … .”
“Oh, by the way, did you know? You have a nickname. It’s called Hongposhingun (Red Robe God Army).”
I was going to write down the teleportation formula again, but I didn’t. Because it was too late.
It didn’t matter whether the Sura Emperor came or not.
Ron estimated that it would take at least 8 minutes to draw the teleportation circle, and it’s been 4 minutes now, and we’ve been talking for 1 minute. 3 minutes is something that can’t be earned.
Ron stood up from his seat. At the same time, a huge number of drones around him jumped out of their seats. Among them were drones who had become Death Knights.
I wonder how he persuaded me.
I laughed. I couldn’t believe I was going to die here.
As he was thinking that, the bodies of the drones that were running towards him passed a certain radius. Jack’s senses crossed that line.
About 10 seconds have passed since then.
Ssaaaaaaaaaah-!!
A cool breeze swept through the surroundings. The first to react were the Death Knights.
They immediately knelt down on the spot. They banged their heads as if they couldn’t even raise their heads. It was loud enough to make a bang. Next were the living, breathing, unmanned members of the sect.
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They fell from their seats. Some were shaking, some were nauseated. Some were so creepy that they even shed tears. Some even wet their pants.
Overwhelming.
A ridiculous feeling.
Did you feel death? No. This wasn’t death. It was more than that. Extinction.
I felt an ominous feeling with my whole body, as if my very existence was about to disappear.
An energy that stimulates the primal fears of humans.
The Emperor of the West has awakened.
