Chapter 815

Episode 815

Knot (2)

A dazzling pure white radiance descended on Lennok’s shoulders.

The cursed fire that was about to consume him backed away along the border of the light, twisting his body as if in pain.

The light of the priestess descending on her shoulders flowed down her arms and reached the bottom of both wrists.

The slow-twirling glow soon turned into a small tattoo beneath Lennok’s right wrist.

Keying...!!

It rides on the skin and swirls in a small way, becoming a stigma and moving as if it is about to be imprinted.

He realizes that this is a miracle that takes place in the process of a priestess transferring her abilities to just one person.

The spirit of the monarch, who was about to become one with Mugan and disappear, frowned as if in displeasure.

“The leader of the church. Are you willing to leave a lasting impression on a precarious subject with all your strength of soul?”

[....]

“How can you be so sincere while serving a mad god who doesn’t care for you?”

Instead of reacting to those words, the priestess came forward to Lennok and met his gaze.

As if the monarch’s insults and slander had no meaning.

It does not waver even for a moment, even if doctrines and beliefs are insulted, belittled, and denied.

The reason why the priestess does not waver despite denial and rejection must be because she is confident in the faith she has chosen.

Lennok had known from the first time he met her that the priestess’ faith was such power.

[You look exhausted.]

“...Should I do that? There wouldn’t be much left for each other.”

Lennok replied, barely parting his blood-dried lips.

The priestess smiled knowingly at Lennok’s brusque answer.

[Now I know for sure. After all, you are different from him.]

“....”

[With the same extraordinary talent as him, look out to the other side of the world and draw an answer that transcends the past and the future. But even so...]

Those words do not continue until the end, and remain only inside the priestess.

He looked back at Lennok with a thin smile.

Did the priestess already find her own answer while watching Lennok?

While Lennok stares at the blurry body that seems to disappear instead of asking it back.

The priestess turned her head and said.

[You said our doctrine was wrong.]

Slowly, she gazed over Lennok at the firmly shut gates of Infinity.

[In this world, human life is like a candle in front of the wind... It’s just warmth that quickly disappears in the breeze blowing.] “....” [The

curse

observed in this sanctuary is the shape of the candle. It must have been because, at one time, both Yoreta and the Church defined humans that way.]

“Do you want to say no now?”

[....]

Knowing that there was not much time, Lennok went along with her questions and answers.

It was because she knew that this was her last, as if Lennok didn’t have much time left.

A journey with Lennok in the form of a soul after being sentenced to death by Jinwa’s command.

However, that short-lived companionship ended with this.

A supernatural ability of a priestess who forced her into an unstable soul state.

It was because he knew that all remaining presence had disappeared while performing miracles of the Church against the Ascendants.

Right now, the priestess had barely visited Lennok to say her final goodbyes.

The priestess, who had been silently looking at Lennok with a warm gaze, said.

[You may be right. Maybe it was wrong from the beginning.]

“....”

[But above all, in this irrational world that is not right... we hope.]

Saying that, the priestess slowly reached out both hands and grabbed Lennok’s hand.

[Even if he himself cannot exist beyond the end, someone who will save this turbid world.]

The moment Lennok’s hardened hands overlap the priestess’s hands.

Lennok’s body began to glow brightly with a pure white aura like that of a priestess.

[And this must be the role I was given.]

Aaaaaaaa!!!

It’s not just covering the body and shining.

The moment when the priestess grabbed Lennok’s hand and breathed an unknown will into it.

The rift that had been completely closed before Lennok’s eyes began to slowly open again.

Wow!!

As the space cracks open in front of her eyes, the priestess’s own presence quickly fades.

It was a miracle as if the passage of space transfer was opened anew in exchange for the existence of the priestess herself.

Sensing a familiar sense of deja vu from that appearance, Lennok muttered involuntarily.

“...Apostolic magic.”

apostolic ritual. Among them, it belonged to an apostle whom Lennok had seen many times before his eyes.

Amrita, the 10 apostles that Lennok himself had experienced countless times against members of the Order and eventually subdued them himself.

Priestess Seina Naidri was trying to use the scales of Amrita, the sadistic spell, on Lennok.

thud!!

Lennok suddenly found himself collapsed in front of nine huge tombstones.

The great spirits hidden in the deepest secret of the memorial tower.

The beings of requiems who once guided and led the Mangwiya trip, and now have lost their bodies.

[I didn’t think that a mere living creature would disturb the sanctuary of infinity this much.]

The flames of the soul sway wildly beyond the tombstone.

The emotions felt in their prime are so strong that the timbre that doesn’t resonate through the vocal cords seems to quiver.

[Since the Night of the Demons failed, there has never been a criminal who insulted this city as much as you.]

“...”

[Answer me, magician of pandemonium. How will you take responsibility for this sin that cannot be redeemed even by burning your soul!!!]

Kung!!

At the same time, something tied to the whole body was dragged out beyond the black tombstone of the requiem.

The spiritual body of a young boy. The confident expression has lost its power, and the sense of presence that flowed through the body has faded as if it would disappear at any moment.

Dozens of stakes made of talismans were inserted into the whole body of a spiritual body, and it looked like a ghost.

Grand Inquisitor Oris guarding the first basement floor of the Memorial Tower.

The judge who had promised to take Lennok to the ghost dragon’s fortress and take the time by having a requiem alone had fallen down with a miserable face.

Oris smirked as he looked back at Lennok, who was still collapsed, raising his blurry eyes.

“...human.”

“....”

“It looks like you did a good job...”

Lennok laughed.

“You were still alive.”

“Hehe, asking a ghost if he’s alive... an idiot... It’s been a while.”

Oris said so and lay down.

“Ha... But the plan is a failure. Neither you nor I will be able to survive here.”

“...”

“Even though I accomplished the feat of winning against the remains of an ascendant and enjoyed the miracle of escaping from infinity naked, I am dying here.”

Oris clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“It’s a pity for each other.”

In line with those words, the ceiling of the tower where the souls of the requiem are located opened wide, and thousands of war spirits poured out

...

Countless military spirits, more than enough to fill the common battlefield, wake up from all sides of the memorial tower and surround Lennok, dripping with saliva.

[Ah, it is the body of a living being...!!]

[Is it the sinner who destroyed infinity...]

[The soul is too deep in karma to be imprisoned in the tower...]

The body of a living being who is dying with all his might. .

A soul trampled down so weak that it cannot even resist.

Now, you should be able to devour the spirit and body of that infinitely heterogeneous and unique magician and soothe your unsatisfied hunger for a while.

If the requiem’s permission was given, he would have enough to devour Lennok alive on the spot.

[The manipulator of Pandaemonium. I will decide on your treatment with the authority of the nine spirits who manage Yoreta.]

The spirits of the requiem looked down on Lennok and made a stern judgment.

[Invasion of the memorial tower that forms the basis of Yoreta. It polluted the sanctuary of infinity, disturbed its essence, and finally drove everything to ruin and destroyed it.] [

Your soul will be atoned for by burning your soul forever in the very basement of this tower.] [

The end of the world is coming . I will tear your spirit and body apart until the very moment and inflict only the most terrible pain!!]

The spirits were furious and released strong spirit pressure, and with only that power they pressed Lennok’s shoulder open, opening the wound and dripping blood.

But even as Lennok wriggled under the oppression of the Heroic Spirit, he pushed his hand between his robes and said,

“I think you are mistaken...I am not here to take responsibility.”

Unlike Mugan, who was isolated in the middle of the spirit world, this place was perfectly familiar to Lennok.

All of the powers and artifacts that Lennok has acquired as a wizard are working properly.

The moment Lennok, who was holding the archangel’s compassion inside the shadow robe, raised his magic power,

holy spirit-type magic rode on rainbow-colored jewels and poured in all directions, pouring down on the group of commanders.

Keyiing!!

[Ahhhh !!]

The soldiers who narrowed the streets over Lenok lost their form and collapsed on the spot.

Souls who have been enslaved to the memorial tower and become vengeful spirits cannot withstand the Holy Spirit-type magic for long and are purified and perish.

Taking advantage of the moment when the bewildered commanders retreated from all sides, Lenok immediately hooked the sorcerer on the archangel’s compassion and pulled it.

A supernatural ability of a priest who was handed over to the priestess Seina Nairrie Lenok.

That moment when I breathed magic into the stigma engraved on my palm and slashed it down at the archangel’s compassion.

[...Ah.]

The archangel of the old world who had been sleeping inside the artifact stretched out and moved as if waking up.

[It’s an unpleasant and nostalgic call.]

Kashuin opened his eyes at the same time as the gray-white wings spread wide on both sides of the jewel.

[This is the supernatural ability of the person who missed him even after he died.]

“...!!!”

[Proclamation of Sanctuary]

The sanctuary of an archangel serving a failed god has unfolded here.