Chapter 989
Episode 245. Kingelo’s Tomb (2)
That night, Ranke, Chagall, Bianca, Berakt, and Bard Ray visited the Great Desert of Mitra. The Great Desert was still in a messy state with the spirits left by Gleec’s extinction and the chaotic wastes discarded by the forces of the human world at the time of the Battle of the Goddess.
The area where Kingelo’s old headquarters was located and the land of the contaminated beasts were destroyed without a trace on the day Jin came out of Lapralosa in the past.
Mithra literally looked like an abandoned land. The remnants of the marriage period covered the sky so that the sun did not shine properly even in broad daylight, and from time to time something like a lump of flesh wriggled on the blackened sand.
“Sheesh, if my grand plan was successful, the legendary grand dukes of Pandemonium would be holding up well by now.”
Ranke said.
“Duke Ranke still believes that his absurd plan would have succeeded if it had not been for Jin Runkandel?”
“With Heo Moo-maeng? Cover your words, Chagall. Are you trusting Pyrops and digging like this?”
“I was just telling the truth, Lord Ranke. It’s very sad to see you hold on to things that have already failed.”
“Chagall… … Ranke… … don’t tease depending on… … I worked hard, worked hard.”
“Who are you to cover me!”
“Haha, looking at things like this, demons are all old, but it seems that everyone’s mind is frozen in childhood. Isn’t that right, Berakt? But Bianca is cute even when she is fierce.”
“me… … I’m not strong, I’m not.”
“Ha ha ha!”
“Bardray, you should properly recognize the weight of the situation. We are here to gamble on Kingelo’s life and death.”
“I know, Berakt. That’s why I’m saying let’s relax a bit. If we’re just messing around here, and suddenly the enemy comes with an air fortress, or the Bamal Alliance comes out and tries to attack us, isn’t there no answer with this number of people right now?”
Each of the five people who had just visited the Great Desert was Kingelo’s core strength. If things go wrong and they are all buried in the desert, Kingelo’s future is gone.
“We are here to make sure that doesn’t happen. And when the lure begins, Zephyrin-nim will be waiting nearby, so we only have to keep an eye on the enemy’s movements.”
The general members, wearing protective suits, began to take out various equipment from inside Grenil.
All of them were equipment used by Ranke in the past when he attempted necromancy. In addition to that, there was Bouvard’s invention (which he called the ‘dwarf-lamp’), which had no function and only emitted light in all directions that was louder than a signal flare.
Ranke skillfully installed the equipment the members moved one by one. The rest of the executives were just watching with their hands behind their backs.
So, Chagall put his hand on one of the equipment to help Ranke, who was struggling alone, and at that moment, Ranke screamed.
“Don’t touch that! They are all sensitive devices.”
“… … No Ranke Ball. What do you mean?”
“I mean put down the device you so violently lifted.”
“under? We just decided to pretend we were up to something big, right? Could it be that Lord Ranke really intends to try necromancy again?”
“of course!”
“Why did you do such a meaningless thing?”
“We’ll know when the results come out, whether it’s meaningless or not. Pretending to do something anyway, or actually doing something. Isn’t it enough for the operation to be fine?”
Ranke saw this operation as his last chance to attempt necromancy.
“Hey, Ranke, you weren’t good at giving up, were you? Fuha, the mountain is getting higher and higher! Isn’t that right, Berakt?”
“joy! It’s a situation where we have to grab at least a straw anyway. So what if necromancy succeeds? That’s adding a lot of power to our Kingelo. So don’t stop me by saying that everyone is useless.”
“Ranke, dream… … big. Cheer up, I will… … .”
Ainas cheered him on, and Chagall shrugged and looked at Ranke with pity. Berakt thought that Ranke’s opinion was not without reason. He didn’t have to work separately, it was good if he succeeded, and it didn’t matter if he failed.
“do whatever you want. However, if your obsession with necromancy causes any disruption to your strategy, then be ready.”
Ranke alone installed dozens of devices over two hours. And between them, lanterns were installed.
“After that, it’s done. From now on, I’m going to focus on necromancy, so you guys can dance with all the Boubar inventions on, or pretend to use some ancient linking curse magic, whatever you want.”
Whoa-!
When Ranke started the equipment, a heavy vibration began to spread in the middle of the desert. Ranke muttered his incantation as if possessed by a demon and drew a magic circle all around him.
It looked quite dangerous, so the party involuntarily nodded.
“Hey, if you do this, whoever sees it will get a little goosebumps. If I am the Barmal Alliance or the enemy tribe, I think I will try to figure out what I am doing unconditionally.”
“It definitely feels like that.”
“Luke Ranke must have been hurt a lot when he was young.”
“Something exciting… … .”
In addition, all the dwarf lights were lit, so there was no evil festival held in the midst of chaos.
The dwarf lamps shot streaks of light in all directions without a break. It is said that the whole desert is hazy because of the haze, but with this much light, it could be observed even from a very long distance.
“Karmashu, Grand Duke of Fever, oh, let those cruel flames burn the world again! Long-time follower of the Witch, Masalun of Sorrow! This Ranke earnestly calls you, appear before me quickly and curse your enemies! oh oh oh oh! Srivi, the great demon of Mount Tekan… … !”
Ranke’s deafening voice was making noise in the desolate desert.
Now, Kingelo’s job was to wait for the enemies to bite the bait and appear. I pray earnestly to the sun god.
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The first to confirm Kingelo’s bizarre behavior was neither the Bamal Alliance nor the enemy, but Ziffle.
<11:50 p.m., May 6, 1804. Ranke Halowice, Chagall Bachma, Bianca Caligo, Berakt Sidriker, and Badray Ramul. Five people arrive at the middle of the Great Desert of Mithra.>
<They have a plan to pull out the Bamal Alliance and the enemy tribes at the same time using Lapla Rosa hidden in the Great Desert of Mitra. Currently, Kingelo is trying to use necromancy to deliberately shine bright lights everywhere and summon the old demons… … .>
Top of the story.
Elona was using the demon stone inside the transparent round device in the center of the tower.
Fortunately, the tower gave her the ‘record’ that Kelliac, to be exact, wanted. A record that informs Kingelo’s trend.
“Demon stone operation ended. Disconnect.”
burst! Pushik, Chwiiik… … !
As Elona spoke, the thick tubes connected to her entire back inside the glass tube were released. Her back almost melted from the heat, and boiling blood flowed for a while from the holes where her coffin had been pierced.
However, as Elona’s body was entwined with magic, the wounds regenerated rapidly. Wearing the clothes given to her by the living golems waiting near her, her Elona’s face was more tired than ever. For a while she stumbled and couldn’t walk properly.
“Hey, are you okay?”
It was Ragal. As soon as Elona saw him, for some reason, anger surged up, but she suppressed it and nodded her head.
“It was just a little overkill. At the current stage of the Demon Stone, it is unavoidable to obtain a record of such high purity.”
‘It was a little too much,’ he said lightly, but in fact, Elona could have suffered near-death damage at any time until just now.
Wearing the holy water crown, she was definitely an immortal being, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have limits.
“Whoa, it’s nice to see you say you got the record though. How unfair it would be if there was no harvest like last time.”
The attempt that there was no harvest was when I tried to find records about Simart a while ago. At that time, Elona activated the stone she drank to a level that was more dangerous than she is now, but she couldn’t get any information otherwise.
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It was partly because the demon stone was not perfect, and partly because Simart had yet to leave a record of royalties.
‘Maybe he has the power of a being similar to Jin Runkandel. It may be small compared to Jin Runkandel, but… … .’
power of existence.
Elona thought about that strange power for a moment. Because of that power, now, I couldn’t even touch the records about Jin and those around him. If you try to find Jin’s records, the demon stone refuses to work.
‘… … But it’s a strange thing. No matter how strong the power of existence is, the tower and demon stone refuse to operate at all. That’s an ability that Temar didn’t have a thousand years ago. Really, is the power of existence that Jin Runkandel possesses the only reason why the demon stone doesn’t work?’
It wasn’t a problem that I could immediately figure out. Elona erased those thoughts and looked at Ragal.
“Is Kelliac on the top floor?”
“okay. It looks like walking is difficult, so why not take a break for a while?”
“No, I will go right away.”
“Huh, this guy is stubborn anyway.”
“I am not your friend.”
“What a prick! Then don’t even help me.”
“I refuse.”
Ragal shrugged and matched his stride with the staggering Elona. As they reached the top floor, Kelliac turned to the two of them.
“Elona, you’re here. How did it go?”
“I checked the records. Kingelo is luring the Bamal Alliance and the enemy tribes to the Great Desert of Mithra.”
Kelliac’s eyes widened. Elona delivered the record she just checked to him without a single error.
“I wondered why the people who are most in a hurry right now, having been marked as the number one target for elimination by the enemy, didn’t reach out to us… … Kingelo made a pretty good move.”
“Friend Kelliac, is that a good move? It seems to me that if either of the Bamal Alliance or the enemy tribes show interest in the Great Desert of Mithra, only Kinzel will perish.”
“Ragal, I am proud to see that your intellect is developing day by day. As the saying goes, if one side doesn’t pay attention to the Great Desert of Mithra, Kingelo will be very dangerous. And it’s most likely the enemy. Jin Runkandel will keep a keen eye on the Great Desert of Mithra because of Lapla Rosa.”
“Hehe, it’s all thanks to Kelliac’s friend.”
“What do you plan to do? Kelliac.”
At Elona’s question, Kelliac smiled.
“It would be good for our Ziple to support Kingelo’s pitiful efforts. Both the Bamal Alliance and the enemy tribes will not be able to stop without finding the Great Desert of Mithra.”
