Episode 1215
“Demons don’t usually cooperate. I can’t help but be surprised at their cooperation. In contrast, the great Thunderbolt General and the Thunder King, Perkuntra, has always been my strong supporter, so I trusted him.”
The more urgent the situation and the more regrettable it was, the longer and more detailed Lee Han’s flattery became.
I felt myself wavering as I was being deceived by the obvious trick of Perkuntra. It seemed that I had become too close to this contractor.
…Huh. Okay. Since we’ve come this far, let’s see it through to the end.
-Isn’t that too easy for a spirit king?
Mahuda expressed his doubts, but Perkuntra ignored him.
There was no spirit so foolish as to be swayed by the devil’s words.
The brain spear could deliver a decent blow if it could be stabbed. But…
This annihilating blow, a combination of the thunderbolt of the Brain King and the infamous devil’s spear, boasted a power several levels higher than that of a normal small world.
Even if the opponent was a god-level being, that wouldn’t change.
But the problem was landing the attack.
Right now, the Yaksha King and Sanguiros were literally fighting a battle that was tearing apart the realm.
The professors and knights of Ainrogarde moved quickly, forming several layers of encirclement before striking at Sanguiros, but this was only possible because they were professors and knights.
Can Lee Han, who is still a student, sharply dig into the middle of that fight and land a blow?
Even he saw your attack once. If he senses a similar aura, he will be on guard.
“I understand. But he will definitely show his weakness.”
I guess so.
Perkuntra couldn’t even deny that.
If he had been a perfectly normal divine being, he would not have revealed his weakness. No, he would not have fought like this in the first place.
But the opponent is a polluted and immature evil spirit that has come to possess an ego.
He was a guy who had been proven time and time again to act emotionally and impulsively.
Surely the opportunity will come!
Okay, but stop using that small world magic.
“Are you talking about Basil?”
……
“Euangelion?”
Can’t you do something before you go back?!
Perkuntra growled as the contractor shamelessly turned a blind eye.
He was talking nonsense even though he clearly knew what kind of small world he was talking about.
It’s a magic that brings the future. That magic is dangerous. Wizards who are intoxicated by magic have always had bad experiences.
Being intoxicated by magic isn’t something only hamsters can experience. This Wodanaz could experience it too.
Especially, small worlds like Dynamis were even more dangerous. They were so powerful and tempting that the wizard himself would inhale them without knowing his limits.
An omnipotent sense that brings magic that one cannot use into reality.
That feeling was a sweet poison to the wizard.
“I understand. I will keep that in mind.”
Yeah. Now you’re listening.
“Then just three times?”
……
-…Did the yaksha heal you for nothing?
Even the devil was dumbfounded.
Is this wizard fearless?
No matter how much magical power is supported, the mental torment and physical fatigue…
-If you believe in the spirit of the staff or the demon of the bracelet, I recommend you stop.
In fact, it was very rare for Saratan and Mahuda to cooperate.
There is no reason why a violent outcast spirit or a vicious avenger demon should volunteer to share the burden of magic.
But that was now nearing its limit.
In the case of Saratan, he is a spirit who lost his original power and is holding on by using the staff as his body.
No matter how strong the spirit was, he could not share the burden considering that the staff he had made into his body would be destroyed.
Can’t the demons share yet?
-This place is also on the verge of a riot. If I go down there, I won’t be able to come up for a while.
Those demons in the depths, who had not yet awakened, were half-mad from the sudden pain they had inflicted.
I didn’t know what would happen if these demons ran wild. I couldn’t let dozens of demons come out of the bracelet and fight over Lee Han’s body.
-Ha. I’m fine.
Saratan, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth. Then, the spirits and demons immediately began to harass him.
Don’t show off, you punk.
-That’s why you got caught.
-…These little bastards! If I had my original strength, I would have buried you two in a sapling!
Saratan was furious, but the two of them turned a deaf ear.
To begin with, such a wandering spirit was nothing but a joke to Perkuntra, who was a king-level spirit, and Mahuda, who was a demon, had no respect for spirits in the first place.
Saratan persuaded Lee Han instead of the two who were not communicating.
-Trust me. You can do it.
“That’s true… Wait. You’re actually wrong a lot…”
-This time it’s different. How could I be wrong when my life is at stake?
‘That’s persuasive.’
Certainly, Lee Han-do could not help but be weak at these words.
No matter how often this spirit makes calculation mistakes, would he make a mistake when his own life is at stake?
…once. Use it only once when really necessary.
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In the end, Perkuntra and Mahuda’s will was also broken.
Just one truly decisive moment.
At that level, I thought it could be resolved somehow.
“Don’t worry too much. The fact that the Yaksha King wasn’t surprised when I came means that he must have anticipated this situation. He must have taken into account my use of the Dynamis. It’ll be fine.”
Perkuntra looked at the contractor as if he was dumbfounded.
You curse the Yaksha King like an enemy whenever you have time, but you believe him at times like this?
‘Such a shameless…!’
* * *
The Yaksha King never gave a proper explanation of the plan, but the moment Sanguiros himself appeared, everyone present knew what to do.
The Yaksha King was the so-called shield bearer.
This wise king, with his formidable defensive powers and foresight, took the evil spirit’s murderous intent and madness head-on and pinned him down.
And the death knights were spearmen.
Like whalers hunting a giant whale, they quickly moved up, down, left, and right across the territory, stabbing the evil spirit’s voluminous body with a harpoon of cold yin.
Even though each attack didn’t do much damage, the evil spirit’s presence was gradually reduced with each strike of the spear and each chain connected.
Even though he was already biting the flesh of the Yaksha King, the flying insects started to poke at his body, causing Sanguiros to roar in displeasure.
I can’t get out of here!
Judging from your seizure, I guess you’ve run out of patience. The reason you’re so angry right now is actually…
Kill me!
The Yaksha King again turned Sanguiros’ attention back to himself.
The knights were once again amazed at his skill in drawing out the hatred of his opponents without even uttering a single curse word.
Perhaps that was the most powerful of the Yaksha King’s powers.
The power to inspire hatred regardless of gender!
“ Time is the warp and space is the weft, creating a magical fabric… ”
Finally, the professors were taking on the role of wizards.
Powerful sages who create variables on the battlefield.
While the great magic was being prepared, Professor Kirmin and Professor Voladi defended themselves from the incoming attacks and protected the professor who was concentrating on the casting.
Professor Garcia had no training in magical combat, so he was not very resilient to such chaotic situations. He had to be careful until the magic was perfected.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
Feeling embarrassed, Professor Garcia apologized. Professor Kirmin was rather puzzled by the apology.
“Why do you say that, Professor Kim?”
“If you had received regular magical combat training, you two would have been able to move on your own…”
“I’m not even Professor Bagreg, so why would a wizard practice fighting? You don’t have to worry about it.”
“Student Lee Han also said that I was not attractive because I did not receive any magical combat training.”
“……”
“……”
There was an awkward silence for a moment.
Professor Boladi looked at his friend. His eyes were telling him to do a good job of comforting his junior professor.
‘You punk. Do you think I have an answer ready for every situation?’
Professor Kirmin was moved to tears.
A guy who doesn’t even treat me like a friend usually asks me to do something for him like he’s entrusted it to me?
“…I’ll prepare a few more spells in case the bastard’s attention turns this way!”
In the end, Professor Kirmin chose to change the subject.
It was because I really couldn’t think of anything to say.
And this was a pretty decent change of topic. In fact, Professor Kirmin also had to prepare magic.
You can’t leave everything to your junior professor.
The cost of casting was high, but now is not the time to be petty and save on reagents.
Professor Kirmin took out three rings and five red flowers, and slit his palm. When the blood touched them, the small world magic stored in the rings broke out and quickly combined to form a form.
The magic that greedily ate the flower looked for its next prey. Professor Kirmin aimed at the magic, continuously throwing in reagents, magic power, and spells.
“ Shoot, new consciousness. Coil within the enemy… ”
As the magic was completed, Professor Boladi said:
“Can I create an illusionary maze around me after casting?”
“What? It probably doesn’t mean anything to the evil spirits?”
The moment this wedge of consciousness was driven in, it was a kind of parasitic ideological magic that awakened a new self in the opponent.
It was a very powerful magic, but it was especially effective because the opponent was an evil spirit who was not familiar with his own ego. The more uncertain he was of himself, the more unfamiliar he would be with his new ego.
In comparison, the Welcome Maze magic had little meaning in this situation.
Even if you hit it wide, it will be torn apart the moment the Sanguiros moves, so why waste magic?
“I wish you would send me far away so that Wardanaz cannot approach me.”
“…You can complain about your disciple not listening later!”
It’s not that I don’t understand my friend’s feelings.
Because Wardanaz was also Professor Kirmin’s disciple.
Looking down there, the Spirit King swinging his brain sword, it was clear that Wodanaz had not yet left the battlefield.
If so, the intention was obvious.
Isn’t it like they’re trying to somehow deal a blow to the evil spirit?
‘I said I respected Wardanaz as a wizard, but that doesn’t mean I respect such madness.’
It was only respectful to chase and hunt evil spirits outside, but it was absolutely not respectful to come along with the professors and knights fighting and attack the evil spirits.
Did I show too much respect?
‘Maybe I should have kept him out of school from the beginning…’
But the action had already begun, and Wodanaz was showing just as much stubbornness as his master.
I left it here earlier, but look how it came chasing me by stealing dimensions. And from what I heard, it was highly likely that it had used the Small World Dynamis.
If you hit the Welcome Maze, you might even try to break through it with Dunamis.
“…I hope the disciples of the world listen to their teacher’s words a little better, and go! ”
Professor Kirmin shot the completed magic as a single arrow.
Unlike the magic of other schools, it did not shake the heavens and earth, nor did it make spirits and demons tremble, but that did not matter. The school of illusion magic did not value such outward power.
The important thing is to strike deep into the enemy’s soul…
Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!
Professor Kirmin was startled when Sanguiros suddenly started to howl as if he was going crazy.
Is this effective?!
