Chapter 637

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 637

How to Kill God (3)

“You’re going to steal the door... ... Are you insane?”

Hermes asked with his eyes wide open.

Even with her head cut off and covered in blood, her innocent face still looked grotesque.

But Lennok knew that he wouldn’t have another chance to wield the Moon’s power unless it was this moment.

“It’s hard to look deep into the core unless you use the door this wide open.”

The calm gaze through the iron mask met Hermes’ transparent eyes.

“By putting the spirit of the old world on the flesh of this world, you have proven the value of the gate. It has room for application in many different ways.”

Seawall wall Simseonggwan. The legacy of the Ascension Gate located in the center of the deepest lake.

Even knowing that it touched a fragment of the old world, Lennok was weighing the situation carefully.

At this moment, when Hermes voluntarily summoned the spirits of the old world to reinforce them in the present world, and faced catastrophe with the other Meisters.

Crucially, the output of the door was pulled to the limit and used until it showed its true value.

This amount of output and information. And if it’s a design structure, Lennok can somehow acquire it and take it.

As soon as Lennox was convinced of this, he changed his plan and appeared directly in front of Hermes.

“Um... ... .”

Hermes let out a quiet voice with a troubled expression. The upside down head let out a small sigh.

“This is embarrassing. I thought I could use it with a moderate amount of coaxing... ... A gentleman who already knows too many secrets.”

“Are you saying this is the secret of the legacy of the Ascension Gate’s failure?”

Lennok asked, knocking on the doorknob calmly.

“Or that you are still holding on to your plans to move on to the next world and dwelling on those regrets?”

“... ... Whoops.”

At that moment, Hermes’ head rolled sideways on the spot and stood upright.

A ghastly face drenched in blood that flowed from the severed cross-section.

But Hermes smiled, looking straight at Lennok with his severed head on the floor.

“At first, of course not. Everyone regarded this as a disgrace and tried to erase all traces and evidence.”

“... ... .”

“Even the prophets of the enforcement agencies, including Maya Lenslet, who designed the Gate of Ascension and who built the foundation for the Gate of Atermeyer. It ended up being forgotten in the history of the city. But it wasn’t long before I realized.”

Hermes clicked his tongue and sneered as if he felt sorry for him.

“The fact that this city is following its already failed history and cannot move in any direction other than picking up the leftovers. Our future was set like that for a moment to make an ascension gate and peek into the next one.”

“... ... .”

“We have no next. There is no future in this world.”

Hermes whispered strongly to Lennok, who did not answer.

“From the moment I opened the door and reached the second place, not the fourth... ... We are trapped in a contradiction from which we can never get out.”

The Gate of Ascension, the answer of the machine city that tried to go beyond this world with a fixed ending.

It was a kind of project to skip the world itself by compressing the concept of the door to the limit and transforming it into a brain, building a passage of human consciousness to the next.

The essence of magic engineering given to them. Although their technology and ideas, which raised human desires and desires to the level where they can be quantified and established as data, reached a transcendental level even in Lennok’s eyes.

The single fact that the fourth world did not exist put all plans to rest.

The devastating truth that there is no next beyond this world that is coming to an end.

They found hope with superior technology than anything else they had, but that’s why they also learned the identity of the approaching despair in the same way.

After Hermes said that, he laughed and mocked himself as if his appearance was funny.

“I don’t know how much you, an outsider, can understand the meaning of these words—”

“You can’t stand the loss because you thought you deserved it.”

“... ... .”

Did he feel as if he had been stabbed at the core of his anguish with that word?

Looking at Hermes’s head, Lennok said.

“It is natural to be unable to accept contradiction, deny it, and cling to it.”

How would they feel when they learned that the place they had reached by gathering all the hopes of the city was not the future they longed for, but the failed past.

They couldn’t stand it and went crazy and tried to erase all traces and people involved.

Lennok could understand that now they were desperately clinging to the failures they had discovered.

“I am no different.”

Lenok muttered as he knelt down and met Hermes’ gaze.

“If I hadn’t known the truth, I might have been walking the same path as those who have already failed and gone mad. I don’t want to deny that.”

That is why Lennok continues to seek how those who tried to pursue the next failed.

At the end of the ending, how they failed and fell down without being able to move on to the next.

If you don’t check how that longing has come to fruition and has been lost, Lennok will be walking the same path as them.

Even Kaise, who explored all the failures of this world and worked with Alkaid to find a way, failed in the end.

He was thinking of pushing all the most valuable parts of Machine City Machina through the door and getting his hands on something he was desperate for.

The moment Lennok pointed it out, a dry voice leaked through the tightly closed helmet of the blood knight.

“... ... It’s fun. Do the equipments in this world dream of going to the next?”

He murmured and slowly took off his helmet and brushed his hair.

Covering his face with one hand, he looked up at Lennok.

“A life where the soul is mortgaged at the end of destruction, suffering and cursing without dying or living... ... . I thought about it every time, but really... ... .”

As the man sighed, he removed his hand from his face.

“It’s a thing of the past.”

The face with the lowered hand was already completely different from the facial skin of Harvest’s corpse.

Smooth skin and gray hair. A pretty young man with a pale complexion and a tall physique.

In that gesture, a loftiness and dignity that cannot be hidden come out.

“The face... ... .”

Lennok realized the meaning of the change in his appearance belatedly and hardened his face.

It wasn’t just the use of magic or magic to change the appearance.

Memories of the old world that exists beyond the door. Inside, the soul dwelling in Harvest’s corpse was changing the body from the very beginning just by existing.

A miracle in which the balance between the body and the soul collapses and the body is reconstructed according to the memory of the soul because the soul’s level and presence are so powerful that it is unbelievable.

It is not enough to complete the seven hierarchies of self-change.

It is impossible unless you twist your own hierarchy and find your own way.

Lennok’s gaze sank deeply as he realized in an instant that his opponent was a monster beyond the ordinary level.

“It is not an existence that can be forcibly called out by someone’s will. Why did you crawl outside?”

The gray-haired young man standing in front of me is not a soul that can move according to his will.

A soul of this level must have voluntarily settled in Harvest’s body and made up his mind to escape through the door, and put it into action.

I don’t know why, but that being just heard the conversation between Lennok and Hermes, took over Harvest’s body, and crawled out.

“It’s such a disrespectful remark to have crawled out.”

The young man smiled and placed his hand on the Ascension Gate located behind his back.

Without hesitation, the young man tore off a circular ring that made up the Ascension Gate, grasping it with both hands and twisting it strongly.

Wood Deuk!!

He twists the ring, which is only a few tens of centimeters thick, on the spot with his bare hands and changes its direction at will.

The moment when the young man, who had created a sword that was twisted into a spiral in an instant, lightly grabbed it.

Fire!!

The air surrounding the young man rose sharply, and a dull shockwave burst out on the surface of the water.

The young man with a heavy spear stick over his shoulder answered indifferently.

“The author spoke to me and I just responded.”

“... ... .”

“It’s unpleasant to reflect on our ending in this way, but there’s nothing wrong with licking the wounds of fellow failures. Don’t you think so?”

same loser. Old world existence. Lennok understood roughly what the other person was saying.

Perhaps that being was not a god slayer per se, but was one that failed to ascend to heaven in the second world and reached extinction.

Even though she became a part of the destroyed world and reached the end of cause and effect, she responded to the call of Hermes and borrowed her body to manifest herself here.

This is the essence of Hermes’ plan to attempt in this mechanical city by taking advantage of the failure of the Ascension Gate.

To make the souls of the old world dwell in the bodies of humans from this world and make them new advance guards for this city.

“I have no regrets, but it’s always fun to test the qualifications of a seeker like you.”

A young man with a spear stick slung over his shoulder slightly bowed his head, and a terrifying glare began to flow.

Ominous dark red magic flowing between the shoulder and the spearhead that sat down at an angle.

The dark red magic light rode on the spear pole and flipped over the sword blade, adding a blazing spear blade.

“My name is Kashuin. I am a sinner who abandoned the failed god and fell from the throne of the archangel.”

“... ... An archangel?”

Hearing the name, Lennok stiffened his face, but huge, blood-covered wings spread wide behind the blood knight’s back.

At the same time, a huge sun-like prominence rising up through the window sill filled his field of vision.

Roaring... ... !!

Kashuin’s changgeuk lightly performed from a distance of several tens of meters.

The magic power of the blade that followed him rose like wildfire, rising high and burning as if it would split Lennok’s head apart.

Kwaaaaaang!!!

A faint cold air flashed between the scattered flames, and Kashuin pursued and blocked it without hesitation.

In an instant, the man who shattered the shield and put his face right in front of Lennok’s nose brought his burning gaze closer and laughed.

Kagagak!!

“You smell like a soul I miss dearly... ... . what is your name?”

At that moment, the staff archangel’s compassion, which had been sleeping in Lennok’s arms, began to resonate intensely.