Youngest Scion of the Mages Chapter 180

The Magician’s Youngest Son Chapter 180

Decatur looked around. It seemed like an earthquake had occurred. The surrounding red pine trees swayed to and fro. The rocks crumbled and the ground cracked open. Some red pines snapped and fell.

Kugoong!

Pine trees have fallen.

Food Duck!

Large unidentified birds soared into the sky. It looked like an eagle, had four wings, and sounded like a crow.

Caw-cack!

However, the size itself was much larger than that of a crow. A small amount of mana was mixed in that sound. It was destructive mana that destroyed human hearing. Of course, it had no effect on Decatra.

Descartes is a state of tranquility. Muttered alone.

“Funny.”

There is no ‘Cheonan’ for Decatra. So, like Larsen, he cannot interpret the world with specific ‘letters’. Nevertheless, Decatra could feel more accurately than Larsen.

“Is the Great Advent awakening?”

It seems that the Great Advent so far has not been the Great Advent. The Great Advent felt like a living being. And these earthquakes with a certain rhythm. This was no mere natural disaster.

“It’s like a heartbeat.”

It was the sound of a heartbeat.

thud! thud!

Every time my heart beat, the great enemy ran rampant. A fire whip was created in Decatra’s hand.

Chow!

The fire whip wrapped around something. burned brightly

It was a huge monster with no name. It was a huge buffalo in the shape of fire. His eyes were full of flesh and two horns rose like demons. The gigantic monster lost its flame under Decatra’s whip.

The flames seemed to die out, but then they got smaller and smaller. He became an ordinary water buffalo and ran away somewhere.

“I will die soon.”

This is not a condition for an ordinary water buffalo to survive. It wasn’t long before the buffalo collapsed. The skin seemed to burn away, but even the bones melted.

Decatra felt a little hot.

No Great Redemption. The temperature here has risen considerably. Decatra walked slowly. towards the center. I met many monsters, but Decatra slaughtered them all without difficulty. I didn’t count each one, but I killed about 7,000 monsters.

They crossed a valley even larger than a river. Crossed the valley, crossed the cliff. Lava flowed down the cliff. If there was a road to hell in the world, I wondered if this would be the place.

‘The direction is over there.’

It is Decatur who realized the power of heaven. He instinctively sensed where he had to go. After moving for a while, he arrived at an empty lot. There were no weeds or trees here.

A huge rock was visible in the distance. One rock was like a small mountain. That mountain thumps! thud! was running And it was getting bigger.

“Is it the heart of the Great Advent?”

that’s the heart I tried to get closer, but I couldn’t. Something transparent blocked Decatra. Decatra took a step back. Decatra kicked her back.

It was the first time since entering the Great Advent.

‘Mana… … It gets sucked in.’

I thought I could somehow get rid of this transparent barrier. However, the consumption of stamina will be extremely severe, and then you will not be able to escape the great enemy forest. I thought about it for a while.

‘If you drag out time, that heart will grow even bigger.’

The Great Advent will become more active, and all kinds of monsters will jump out into the world within the Great Advent.

They’re no big deal to Decatra, but not to the general public. Despite the screams of the birds that escaped, ordinary people would vomit blood and die.

‘I have to go in after all.’

Inside the transparent barrier.

This place protects the heart of the Daejeokrim. It seemed that there was no air in there. There seemed to be no mana present anywhere in the world.

‘If I go in there.’

I don’t know if I can break my heart The problem is that breaking that thing doesn’t seem to solve everything.

“I think it will regenerate even if I destroy it now.”

That would not be a fundamental solution. I mean, it’s just a temporary measure. And the fact that he had to sacrifice his life for that makeshift was not a pleasant fact.

But had to.

“Not a pleasant choice.”

You have to break that heart right now. Only then will the expansion of the Great Advent stop. Might buy you some time.

If you buy time, the children of the future generation will save the world on their own.

“This is not my taste.”

Raised mana.

“still. You have to do the right thing.”

decided to go inside.

* * *

Evelia, who became Mayton’s new head of household, sent an official letter to Seidga.

It was an official letter congratulating the birth of a new family head of the Seid family and encouraging them to work together for world order and peace for mankind.

Newspaper reporters scrambled to report on this.

– A new era opens!

Even those who were worried about the war were relieved.

“Look. What war is it?”

“I am surprised. I thought you would attack first in Mayton.”

“Tsuttuk. Why is Mayton suddenly attacking? Because of you, my heart stopped beating for no reason.”

In fact, the people of the world did not know that a war could have occurred. Meanwhile, Larsen, who stopped the war, headed for Persia’s room. Evelia stopped. The Maitons will not attack the Seids.

Persia was sitting at the table, eating blueberries with her fingers. Her Persian fingertips were dyed purple.

“why? Are you afraid I might have a seizure?”

“no.”

“No, what is it? You stopped the war by throwing your body. I’ve probably drawn all the scenarios in my head. I also blew away the chance that I could have become the next head of household.”

I continued to eat blueberries one by one.

“Would you like to eat too? It’s refreshing and delicious.”

“thank you.”

Larsen sat in front of Persha. The blueberries were definitely delicious. There was no sour taste at all. A sweet and refreshing aroma filled my mouth. Tap in your mouth! Talk! It felt good to explode.

“It’s poisoned there.”

“… … .”

“I’m kidding.”

What kind of cruel joke are you talking about? Larsen wanted to argue, but he couldn’t.

“Why would you suck poison? I don’t know if I burn it to death.”

Blueberries are tasteless. It seemed to write suddenly. Persia followed her.

“You took away the opportunity for me to kill my sister and become the next Gagiju.”

“… … .”

“Then can I kill you now?”

Persia’s eyes narrowed. Life exploded. Larsen’s body twitched. But it wasn’t that scary.

It is Larsen who has obtained heavenly power. Cheonan’s power was further amplified, and it was not difficult to notice that this killing was not a real killing.

“It can’t be helped if my sister kills me.”

“Can’t you help it?”

“Because I am weak and weak, and my sister is strong. So nothing can be done. That is the law and principle of the world.”

-The weak always live with the strong. It’s always taken away and it’s unfair. still can’t do anything That is the law and principle of the world.

Persia had taught me that.

“Is that the law of the world?”

“My sister taught me that.”

When he lied about killing Lydia’s father. At that time he taught me that. It is natural for the strong to trample on the weak.

“But I am still in the pilgrimage period. My father gave me a year extension.”

“My father is not here.”

“Nevertheless, I don’t think my sister will kill me.”

“okay?”

A fire whip was created in Persia’s hand. It wrapped around Larsen’s neck.

“Do you really think so?”

Chii Ik-

Larsen’s skin began to burn. My throat hurt. she was burned

“yes.”

“You saw the wrong person.”

Persia’s fire whip tightened Larsen’s throat even more.

‘dizzy.’

It got increasingly dizzy. I’ve been out of breath The fear of death was greater than the pain of burns. At that time, information about Persia in Cheonan was interpreted.

[Feature: A lump of contradiction]

At the same time, the Persian whip disappeared. Larsen fell to the floor and wow! I was nauseated.

“Don’t vomit. Because it stinks.”

Persia watched Larsen in distress and put the blueberry into her mouth. Persia remembered what Larsen had said.

-When the weak who did nothing move. The world is always changing, sister.

Then Larsen’s eyes flashed. then and now Anyway, he didn’t seem to be afraid of himself.

“You didn’t kill him after all.”

“It’s no longer fun. It’s not my hobby to kill someone who doesn’t rebel.”

Persia’s eyes narrowed.

“If I had rebelled, I would have cut my whole body and burned it with fire.”

And it was visible in Larsen’s eyes. That word is not sincere. I’m not serious, but those words just come out on their own. Looking at Cheonan, I started to see it now.

everything is not natural how to say It felt like I had a new realization. I don’t know why, but Persia looked sad for some reason.

[The heavenly power of one thousand is expanded to the heavenly power of two thousand.]

something was seen Something was covering the area around the character Persia Mayton. Larsen knew what that ‘something’ was.

‘Set value!’

The settings set by writer Cha Seong-min were overlaid on Persia’s existence. The eyes of Larsen, who had awakened the heavenly power of two heavens, saw all of Persia’s past.

The inside of Persia always shouted.

-no.

– I don’t want to kill you.

– Terrible.

However, the setting value moved Persia. The settings continued to stimulate Persia’s unconscious.

– Kill.

– Cut it off.

-Body mutilation is your hobby.

Persia has always suffered. She was unaware of the suffering herself, and her spirit rotted away. And through her heavenly power, her feelings and her pain were conveyed to Larsen.

The night he said he had killed all the people of Hiran.

The night that stimulated Larsen and Lydia. That night, Persia was in agony.

-It’s fun to kill high people. But I didn’t kill him. It’s more fun to permanently sever a fireboy’s arm. but i didn’t cut it I’m not worried about the youngest. But don’t worry.

– Originally, these things are not fun for me. I don’t really want to cut off my arm.

Persia’s mind was read.

– Cutting off arms is fun.

– Killing someone is fun.

That night. Persia muttered to herself.

-… … no… … hey.

Persia’s eyes were unfocused. Returning her focus, Persia seemed oblivious to what had just happened.

-What did I just think?

After reading all of Persia’s memories, Larsen realized.

‘This is why it was interpreted as a mass of contradictions.’

When he pretended to have killed Lydia’s father in the province of Hiran. Even then, the setting value shouted ‘Kill them all’. But Persia’s ego rejected it. She was prevented from doing so by the least bit of her humanity that was left of her.

Larsen’s heart ached.

‘Because I set it like this.’

settings for the characters. As a writer, that setting was not wrong.

However, after living in this world, the setting was wrong. At least from the perspective of the human Persian. The human Persia was suffering because of the author’s absolute setting.

Larsen stood up from his seat.

‘Space of the Creator.’

When I woke up, the world around me had turned gray. The world stopped for a moment.

It was the same as when using ‘Creator’s Privilege’. Persia was like a statue made of clay. There was a thick layer of purple mist over the statue.

The purple mist from Larsen’s touch was blown away like dust. Larsen brushed them all off.

Then a new interpretation began to emerge.

[‘Creator’s Privilege’ applies.]