Chapter 380

Shadow’s Echo (2)

A black magician who is part of Pandemonium and is called the Myth King.

What does it mean that a monster that has reached level 8 is not enough and that a monster that is said to be hunting the same level strong people all over the continent has appeared on this train?

‘Damn it... ... .’

I thought I was used to facing monsters that exceeded the norm, but that’s why I can more clearly perceive the gap between Lennok and this man.

A cold mana that is incomparable to other superpowers he met in the labyrinth.

Even so, a faint presence that can’t even be sure that it exists in this place right now.

What level is this black magician who coexists two contradictions in one space?

However, Lennok realized that his words could not be overlooked as much as the appearance of such a name.

Now Lennok not only maintained his identity as Evan, but also used camouflage magic to avoid useless gossip at the train station.

Nevertheless, Ming’s attitude appeared in front of Lennok and mentioned the cartel’s work.

Isn’t it something that can never happen without certainty about Evan and his identity?

Myeong didn’t care about Lennok’s attitude and said, looking down at the newspaper in silence.

“To be honest, I didn’t really like a guy named Zaigis Ethernor.”

“... ... .”

“Like all beings called Ascendants, he was a stupid man who was obsessed with his own selfishness even though he had the power to overthrow heaven and earth. Or rather, did that qualify you to challenge the ascension?”

Myung, who stroked his chin with a calm expression, muttered.

“The reason for the existence of the Transcendentalists has always been an unanswered question, but now I feel like I know a little more. If both of them, who were relatively moderate Ascendants, chose to die voluntarily... ... What will others think?”

The warlock slowly turned his gaze to Lennok and grinned.

“Do other ascendants really want to connect the world’s timeline?”

“... ... I don’t know what the hell you want to say.”

With a stiff expression on his face, Lennok opened his mouth.

“Did you even want to have a discussion with me about the meaning and concept of ascension?”

It wasn’t that Lennok didn’t know enough that he couldn’t understand what Ming was saying now.

It was just that it was difficult to easily guess the intention of suddenly appearing in front of Lennok to tell such stories.

If you don’t intend to fight or deal with Lennok at this point, what is Myung trying to say?

Myeong looked at Lennok’s expression and said with a smirk.

“Time goes by so fast. I feel that way even more when I see you.”

“... ... .”

“Maybe that’s why I feel welcome every time I have an opportunity like this. Now I don’t have much to talk about with talented juniors.”

The characteristic harsh tone of speech is still there.

“What did you do with Eveline?”

Lennok asked, quietly raising his mana.

“I think you should know what twisted roads mean.”

Evelyn herself doesn’t express it, but Lennok knows that she may have already reached the level of transcending the hierarchy.

Completing the seven stages of self-change and moving beyond them is a transformation of completion that everyone accepts in a different meaning and way.

That’s why he understood that even if she truly reached the 8th level, she might not express anything outwardly.

To think that such Evelyn had walked into the train without even noticing and was interfering with her return.

No matter how powerful the black magician was, this was a situation that did not make sense from common sense.

However, Myeong burst into laughter as she fidgeted with the newspaper she was holding.

“do not worry. I don’t have enough time to quarrel with the Hyeongung now.”

“... ... .”

“But if you’re just joking around rather than fighting, it’s enough to lay down the groundwork for a while.”

At the same time as Myeong ran her finger along the table, a long shadow along the flow began to illuminate the scenery outside the train car.

Ibelin wanders among the trains looking for the conductor, and the train car is bizarrely distorted behind her.

“It is not the Hyeongung himself, but the entire space and timeline around it and stretches it. Unlike the distortion of space, the change of the timeline is not easy to notice as the Superman relies on the perceived time.”

“... ... What do you mean?”

“Creativity, willpower, and mental strength are needed above all else for magicians like us... ... . A personality that emerges when those talents reach their peak and are combined with each other.”

Myung looked Lenok straight in the eyes and said.

“Because the singularity created by a combination of talents like yours eventually makes me curious about its source in some way.”

“... ... .”

“When I first saw it, was it level 5 or level 6? It is a talent that has completed the hierarchy in less than 5 years and is now trying to surpass it... ... .”

The man smiled contentedly and nodded his head.

“As expected, my eyes weren’t wrong. That’s why the leader also bothered to point out you separately and left a message.”

“What do you want to say?”

Lennok realized that there was no point in denying it any longer.

In the process of consuming the remaining energy at the end of the labyrinth, it was inevitable if the leader’s eyes caught the similarity.

It was the price he had to bear if he had his double status revealed to the leader of Pandaemonium in return for talking to Jindun.

However, if he noticed that Lennok was vaguely putting his feet on both the blue eye and Vulcan, there would be no one to bother him in the process.

I wanted to ask what Pandemonium was thinking about that part, but Myeong stepped back and shook her head.

“nothing.”

“what?”

“It doesn’t matter whether you enter Cheong’s eyes and become a watcher or move like a lighthouse keeper. My decision will not change.”

He said that and reached into his arms and put something down next to the newspaper.

A mask made of a transparent material that glows black.

It is an object that glows softly as if it were processed obsidian.

“This is the last offer, half.”

Myung looked down at the mask and rested his chin on the table.

“Come into Pandaemonium.”

“... ... .”

“It doesn’t matter where you are or what you want. We have work to do and we need your talents.”

Myung looked at the silent Lennok and continued.

“As the end approaches, there is more to do. I want to entrust you with a little bit of things that are difficult for me to care about alone. To be honest, I’m already starting to get a little tired.”

“Come to think of it, that magic power... ... .”

The mana of Myung, rubbing his temples as if tired, is much fainter than when we met before.

Lennok noticed that it wasn’t simply because his strength was weakening, but on the contrary, it was because he had attained a much higher level of achievement than before.

Just as rumors circulated among watchers that King Myung destroyed a city, he

must have raised his level and achievements while hunting the rulers of the city.

It’s a very obvious fact, but even with the same 8th level extreme ability, there is an immeasurably far difference between that level and combat ability.

And this black magician who hung his chin right in front of Lennok was one of the monsters called the King even among those with the highest powers.

Myung smiled and waved his hand as if he understood the thoughts in Lennok’s gaze.

“Don’t look at it that way. It’s not something I’ve accomplished solely on my own. Even before I reached level 8... ... What are you doing here?”

Myung, who inadvertently brought up a story and stopped talking, turned his head.

“Because it seems that Hyeongung has slowly found its way. Let’s make this one thing clear.”

The shadow of a familiar doll is reflected through the window of the train car.

Ibelin is returning faster than expected after passing through the twisted road that Ming had somehow twisted.

“We don’t care if you hide your identity or your reputation. It is not difficult to keep your secrets if need be. All I want is your talents and abilities.”

After lightly stroking the mask, the man stands up and walks through the hallway of a quiet train car.

“If you’ve heard what I’ve said so far and changed your mind even a little... ... Go to the cathedral in the District 21 Development Complex.”

As soon as you take a step, Myung’s body disperses and disappears like smoke.

Only the last word left by Myung hovered in the air between the signs that scattered and disappeared outside the fast-moving train.

“Because there will be someone there to greet you.”

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