Reppenhardt was standing in the air, the hem of his clothes fluttering.
When I looked down at my feet, I saw a pillar of pink holy light rising brightly. Reppenhardt stuck out his tongue.
‘Hey, Cilan guy. It’s really improved a lot.’
Well, it looks amazing on the outside, but in reality, that holy light is for simple performance purposes. As all divine power was invested in the amount of light, the protective power was lost to the point where even a headache would not subside when touched by that light.
But it was a very satisfying sight for Leffenhardt.
‘Just right.’
In any case, what he needed was not Philanence’s protection, but Philanence’s prestige.
Leffenhardt looked away. The scene of Aranan Grad and the Saman Vasily Kingdom army occupying the southern wall were visible one after another.
Broaden your horizons even further. The Arend Plain, a huge wilderness where cities and armies stand, comes into view at a glance. You can also see the wide expanse of the Arend Mountains behind it. And the image of Generos, the huge world tree towering over the mountain range.
Reppenhardt spread his hands left and right.
“Then let’s get started!”
A purple magic field spewed out from above his shoulders. From the infinite magic space of the Four Directions God’s relic worn on his waist, the magic power allowed through synchronization flows into both hands and shines.
“The seed of life, the one who sprouts under the shadow of eternal night… … .”
With a loud chant, the light in both hands became an intangible stream and split the air. The flow passed a long distance of tens of kilometers and reached one place.
World Tree, Generos.
Repenhardt’s magic power that reached there activated Generos’ magic. This is a drink that has been prepared for nearly a month. It was impossible with the magic power and computing power of the manifestation, so it was a technique that was barely prepared by borrowing the power of the World Tree and binding all the magic power.
‘I almost got hit hard by Dreza because of this.’
Laughing, Reppenhardt continued his magic.
His magic shook and pulsated the core of the World Tree Generos. Generos’ life core pulses and connects to the distant Spellat Desert and deep into the Gloten Mountains.
Nihilen, the world tree of the Spellat Desert, responded.
Jerunting, the world tree of the Gloten Mountains, responded.
A huge net of power moves according to Reppenhardt’s will and turns into a force that controls the world. Reppenhardt trembled at the tremendous magical power that made his whole body tingle.
‘Ugh, this feeling. ‘It’s been a really long time.’
A vortex of incredible magical power that would destroy the soul of a mere human the moment it passes by.
Even a great wizard would only be concerned about protecting his soul in the face of this magical vortex.
But Reppenhardt stretched out his hand and pulled the whirlpool in.
Although his highly trained brain has already been lost, the enlightenment in his soul moves the power to tune the world by following the flow even in the face of this whirlpool.
“I am the minister of all things. Everything goes as I want. My will will become the will of the world… … .”
Move magical power with the power of words.
Controlling words and spirits by moving magical power.
We shape the world with the determination of our soul.
An air current of immense power rose above Aranan Grad. It was a tremendous power that could be felt not only by the Auror user Lord Egrad, but also by the general public, the Vasili Kingdom Army and the citizens of Aranan Grad.
“W-what is it?”
“what?”
“What is happening?”
The sky did not shake, there was thunder, the sun disappeared, or the world did not turn black.
The sky is still shining softly above the pillar of pink holy light.
However, no one can doubt the power and transcendent existence contained within.
In particular, Sir Egrad, who was more sensitive to the flow of energy because he was an Auror user, was now contemplating in fear.
He muttered as he looked at Silan, the beautiful priest who seemed to have performed this miracle.
“W-what’s happening…?” … .”
The funny thing was that Cilan was also mumbling something similar.
“Uh, uh… … what is this? Mr. Leffen, what on earth are you doing?”
It was an operation I had already heard of. However, hearing a story and experiencing it physically are two completely different stories.
While not only the Vasili Kingdom army and Aranan Grad, but also all living creatures in and around the Arend plains were engulfed in shock and fear, Reppenhardt folded both hands to his chest.
“… … I will become the world, and the world will soon become me.”
The long chant ended and the power of transcendence was placed under his will.
Leffenhardt closed his eyes for a moment.
It was an almighty power that I had felt for the first time in a long time, indeed a long time.
Now, he cannot return to his past life, and fragments of that time are filling his soul here and now.
“ha… … .”
Sighing, Reppenhardt concentrated his mind again.
His finger pointed to the sky.
His finger drew a long line in the air and headed toward the ground.
The final words, the ultimate starting words, flowed from the mouth of the 10th Circle Archmage.
“Great miracle magic, creation of heaven and earth.”
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The wind blew.
Rather than the chilly wind of the Arend wilderness, where winter was approaching, a gentle spring breeze flowed gently between Aranan Grad and Vasily’s 40,000 soldiers.
A warm wind passes by, shaking my hair and making me whimper.
And, sprouts sprouted on the ground.
It sprouts. The stems rise up. Leaves are sprouting. All things in heaven and earth come to life and greenery begins to spread across the once desolate wilderness.
Endless green waves rush over the land, covering the field of vision, as if there is a huge invisible being pouring large green water on it.
Sir Egrad opened his mouth wide.
“Uh, uh… … .”
The world was changing.
All the visible scenery changes rapidly, as if in a dream. The desolate wilderness of early winter suddenly becomes a spring garden full of fresh green, a sight as if a goddess had taken off her winter clothes and changed into spring.
The soldiers of the Basil Kingdom army also trembled and moaned.
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“Oh my god… … .”
“What the hell is this…” … .”
The 40,000 troops of Basil’s Kingdom were lined up, and before they knew it, they were standing in a lush green field. No matter where you look, there are beautiful meadows, full of bright flowers and trees.
Afterwards, forests sprouted up here and there in the wilderness.
At the Seran Riverside, where there was only sparse undergrowth, thousands of trees were growing rapidly, intertwining with each other, forming a forest, as if time had sped up.
The fresh scent of leaves tickles your nose, and the fragrant scent of flowers spreads everywhere.
It was a sight so beautiful and so terrifying.
“Ugh… … .”
The entire army, which numbered as many as 40,000, was frozen like a stone statue and could not move from its place.
Rumbling!
With a roar, the earth that supported Vasily’s army became like a dragon frame. The world was covered with greenery, forests appeared, and now the entire land began to move.
The ground splits apart.
The earth rises.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
A deafening, horrifying roar rang out non-stop. As if the giant Atlas is stretching, it rises above the huge rocky wilderness, and strangely shaped cliffs appear throughout the flat Arend wilderness.
Waterfalls pour out from every peak of the strangely shaped cliffs. A pouring waterfall flows along the land, forming a rainbow. Wherever a stream flows, flowers bloom and grass sprouts.
Every tree, every tree, was ripe with fruit, spreading its refreshing scent everywhere.
A fish with shiny scales jumped onto a mossy rock and then disappeared into the water again.
“ah… … .”
Sir Egrad unconsciously dropped the sword in his hand to the floor.
Now this was no longer the Arend wilderness.
A world where delicious fruits grow in abundance and clear streams flow over fertile soil.
A utopia flowing with milk and honey, like something from a legend, unfolded before his eyes.
Lord Egrad trembled and muttered.
“Is this a miracle? Is this… … .”
It was then.
Among the towering rock cliffs and the green trees sprouting above them, some trees have begun to turn color with autumn leaves. The beautiful red color in the green became the shape of a letter so clear that it was clearly visible to the eyes of all of Vasily’s 40,000 soldiers.
Letters on a cliff made of red-colored trees.
Sentences made up of Pilan, the ancient language used by the Philanense Church to worship the goddess, were engraved on the numerous rocky cliffs, conveying a very clear message.
-My children, lay down your weapons. They are all my beloved children.
In Basil’s Kingdom, where the Philanense Church is strong, it is mandatory for all nobles to learn the Philanese language for culture. Most of the knights could read those letters. And the sacredness of the goddess contained in those letters!
“oh my god… … .”
“Goddess… … .”
“Philanense… … .”
One by one, the knights began to lay down their weapons. Steel spears and swords fall one by one onto the lush greenery.
The soldiers followed suit. Although they could not read Finnish, there was no one who would not be humbled by this great miracle of God that unfolded before their eyes.
“It’s a miracle… … .”
“It is a miracle of the goddess… … .”
Among them, there were even soldiers who cried out loud because they were moved by the miracle in front of them.
“Uh-huh!”
“oh! Philanense!”
“Forgive me, please forgive me, uh-huh-huh!”
Sir Egrad got off his horse. And he knelt down on the green earth.
“Philanense… … .”
Kissing the earth, he made the sign of the cross. And he shed tears.
“I was foolish and foolish… … .”
There was no fighting spirit left anymore.
There were no more enemies left.
I felt utterly foolish for daring to antagonize the Principality of Antares.
What a beautiful and sacred sight this is!
What an amazing and praiseworthy miracle this is!
The will of the great goddess has descended on this land!
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