Chapter 450

the borderline of the well (3),

did you have any knowledge of Jindun’s barrier art?

A labyrinth that confined shamans through magicians. It did not openly develop the barrier line, but only melted the principle.

However, the clown only confirmed the composition and principle of the maze, realized that it was Jindun’s shielding technique, and questioned Lennok.

“It seems that magicians these days are taking and using such a high-level barrier technique without permission. The world has changed so much.”

“... ... .”

“I’m not a transparent person either, but there are degrees. Isn’t it?”

The image of a clown hissing the blade in his hand with a smile.

“I couldn’t help it because Leya interrupted me earlier, but shouldn’t I check what I have to check and move on?” His

face was amused, as if he couldn’t stand it because he was enjoying the current situation, but Lennok didn’t attach much importance to it.

Even as he swayed back and forth in front of Lennok’s eyes, the clown’s eyes remained on Lennok’s mask.

He didn’t want to interrogate Lennok right now or fight him directly.

It’s just that he shakes Lennok like this, crosses the line, and constantly tries to check his reaction.

Whether you’re angry here, calmly explaining the reason, or bringing a plausible excuse, the clown will only enjoy it more.

So instead of denying or evading the clown’s words, Lennok laughed.

“You don’t know what kind of person Jindun is.”

“... ... What did you say?”

“It looks like you only saw the traces of the barrier technique and stabbed it once, but even if you pretend to hold the tendon, there’s nothing to tell you.”

The clown only vaguely knows what Jindun’s shielding technique feels like, but he has no idea of its true value or how it was obtained.

If Lennok had really inherited Jindun’s barrier art and was convinced of its value, there would be no reason for him to be so ambiguous.

Lennok saw through it and rather succeeded in finding out how much the clown knew about Jindun.

He seemed to think that if he shook Lennok once with an unexpected keyword, he would spit out information that would allow him to speculate on the identity beyond the mask, but

Lennok was terribly good at trying to fool people like this.

“... ... Mmmmm.”

The clown tilted his head to one side as if this wasn’t the case, then wrinkled his expression as if he didn’t like it.

“This is not the reaction I expected... ... . Can we take off that mask and talk for a while?”

At that moment, the communicator rang loudly from the clown’s waist.

Freyja’s high-pitched voice echoed through the crackling noise.

[X-foot finally connected... ... !! If you don’t crawl out quickly... ... !! What are you really talking about... ... half a day... ... !!]

“... ... .”

Even when words are interrupted, I can understand the meaning of the words and the feelings contained in them.

The clown sighed heavily and shrugged his shoulders and nodded.

“... ... Shall we go?”

“I will.”

The bloody atmosphere that had been questioning Lennok a while ago is nowhere to be found, and the appearance of a clown who turns his back defenselessly and takes the lead.

As bizarre as it was, Lennok had no intention of making a futile effort to understand him.

“By the way, I almost lost myself in the middle of the jungle for no reason. I almost got into trouble~”

Rather, the clown started talking nonstop to Lennok, spinning his five blades as if moths were sore from not being able to talk for a while.

“I’m lucky with the original body, so it’s not often like this, but I have to think that I’ve been involved in a big deal. Can you tell me anything?”

“... ... .”

“Certainly, this is a problem with my technique. Well, I guess I can’t give up the thrill of leaving my fate to chance... ... . Whoops.”

“You must be insane.”

Lennok snorted while listening to the clown’s nonsense.

I’m sure a clown’s strength has a lot to do with the number of dice he throws.

The idea of leaving life-and-death battles to one’s luck didn’t seem sane, but on the contrary, it’s hard to predict how strong the clown’s ability will be.

The fact that one’s ability depends on luck itself is a powerful geas and bondage.

It seems clear that he is a superman of level 7 or higher just by looking at his achievements at a glance, but how much power is given when the best luck falls to such a talented person?

Perhaps the reason why this man is in charge and directing this operation, not the leader or leader-

“Well, it’s about time, so let’s go to the well. Since you kicked the ladder so hard, it’s probably useless for the time being... ... hmm?”

The clown who kicked and knocked down the body of Cayenne, whom he had decapitated, muttered as if he had finally noticed.

“These guys were shamans from Maengnok’s spell.”

“He was the most persistent of all the guys who passed this way.”

Lennok answered while restoring his magical energy by gathering the magicians that had spread all over the place.

“It took me a while to kill everyone because I dealt with it more closely than I thought.”

In fact, there were quite a few people who tried to pass through the forest that Lennok occupied besides Maengrok’s spell.

A group of troops or privates secretly following a path dug by mercenaries or expeditionary shamans who arrived near a well through the jungle overnight.

All of them were cut off from their limbs by Lennok’s sorcerer, who couldn’t see them properly, and either became prey to animals or plants, or just ran away.

Among them, it was only the shaman who survived the most tenaciously and meticulously and saw Lennok’s face.

“ah... ... . It’s unfortunate.”

The clown sighed upon hearing Lennok’s words.

“The head of Maengnok’s spell has already talked well with me and left.”

“what?”

“To kill a crying friend with my own hands without knowing that the leader abandoned them... ... .”

The clown’s face as he said that was smiling brightly as if he were crying.

“This is why I can’t easily quit this job.”

As the clown said that and waved his finger at Glenn, dozens of Glenn who had been following without a word at the same time pulled out daggers from their arms.

Pooh!!

At the same time, without hesitation, Glenn, who had slit his chest and cut out his heart with a knife, put the heart on his feet and collapsed.

“Kihihi is also a professional skill.”

A satisfied smile formed on the clown’s lips as he picked up the slowly beating heart, gushing blood.

“I always feel it whenever I work with Glenn, but few partners are as well-off on human sacrifice as this guy. A life of letting go of everything and adapting is actually the most immoral thing.”

It was only then that Lennok, realizing what the clown intended to use Glenn for, frowned.

“... ... .Was it manpower to be used for human sacrifice from the beginning? It’s not even the first time something like this has happened.”

“Ooh, was it too cruel a sight for a space wizard who grew up in a precious way?”

iron!!

The clown threw the heart he was holding onto the floor and took out a dice with a grin.

“Still, I can’t help it. I don’t know if it’s Myeong or the leader, but I prefer this way much more. Isn’t that comfortable too?”

The dice that fell from the clown’s hand slowly rolled on the floor.

One two three four five six seven eight.

The clown who rolled eight dice on the floor at the same time grinned.

“How much of a business it is to be able to touch your luck with a mere human life.”

cheap!!

As the dice rolled, he inhaled the blood pooled on the floor.

As the green cross section turned red and even the scale of the dice began to glow white as it was soaked in blood, the dice’s rotation became more bizarre.

click click!!

The dice that seemed to stop at any moment roll a few more turns and change the number to appear.

As if it was decided from the beginning which scale to show.

[6] [6] [6] [6] [6] [6] [6] [6]

The moment all eight dice pointed to the highest scale, the blood-soaked dice crumbled and turned to dust.

At the same time, I heard a sound like something breaking inside the clown’s body.

Explosive mana exploded from his body and sent a huge shockwave across the square.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

“This... ... !!”

Its presence was so heavy and dull that even Lennok was startled for a moment. It is so eerie and bizarre that it is hard to believe that it is the same person.

The clown’s body is gradually deteriorating as he scatters signs that are both transcendent and magnificent.

Udu-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-duk!!

The bone’s skeleton and musculature are reassembled on the spot, transforming its existence into something completely different.

A figure that takes the form of a human but transforms into something non-human.

Both of the clown’s pupils lost their focus and swung around, shining alternately between the white and the pupil, turning the lens black.

On the contrary, the skin of the whole body turns pure white as if his face had been powdered, and the corners of his mouth are elongated and fixed in the form of a bizarre smile.

The shape of the whole body, including the limbs, has become elongated and stooped, like a demon wearing a clown’s mask and coming up from hell.

thud!!

At the same time as he stepped forward with his long, curved feet, the floor of the plaza burned black and burned as he followed his footsteps.

The clown silently looked down at his body, patted his shoulder, and muttered.

Before he knew it, his voice had changed to a horrifying scream that echoed through his entire body, not just his mouth.

[Roughly, it seems that the extreme position was pierced, but I don’t know if this is enough. It’s been a while since I’ve rolled so many dice of fate... ... . Hmm.]

“... ... You’re not crazy.”

Lennok watched closely from the side and shook his head.

“If you play with the hierarchy like that, the whole image will be burned away. What you are doing is not tampering with cause and effect.”

[Oh, my God.]

The clown, tilting his head bizarrely, grinned.

[Seeing that you mentioned causation, you seem to have roughly understood what kind of existence I am.]

What the clown just did was not simply amplifying his strength by raising the highest score on the dice.

Forcibly creating luck that would not normally exist through human sacrifice and hitting one’s own body with a hierarchy that exceeds the limit.

A deception created by operating the Clown’s own image and the ability to deceive the elaborately twisted Geas’ own unique reality to the limit.

It is to play with the basic law itself that there must be a cause for an effect.

It’s interesting that the clown’s ability can intervene in causality itself, but it goes without saying how much the side effect of deceiving the hierarchy in this way will be.

After the duration of that ability, called the Dice of Destiny, is over, the aftereffects that would make death more palatable would come.

It is not the talent or ability of the body, but the power created by the forbidden art of human sacrifice, and the spirit that has been swept away will literally turn into a rag.

However, the clown nodded his head even after hearing Lennok’s bloody sentence.

[I can’t help it. In order to interfere with the timeline with my magic, I have to inflate the weight class itself.]

“Timeline?”

[As a result of Kihiheit, interfering with time and space is a privilege of the 8th level, but monsters that are capable of tampering with time are very few among those with extreme abilities.] Saying that, the clown leaned forward and put his head forward

.

At that moment, his elongated body contorted as if a haze spread and emerged from the top of the altar hundreds of meters in the air.

[The Handbook isn’t such an immature being that it would raise its head just because it offered a few humans as sacrifices. That’s why... ... . I’m going to cheat the altar’s timeline a bit from now on.]

Chin!!

The clown whispered as he grabbed a long circular ring with both hands that could be hundreds of meters in radius.

[To that moment when the city she loved was still alive and breathing.]

The Medicine-Eating Genius Wizard Episode 454