Chapter 929

The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 929

Anathema (3)

A mysterious spirit that is not only refreshing and clear, but also transparent.

A distant and detached atmosphere as if there were no enemies in this world.

On the ground, the flesh monsters were convulsing and screaming as they ran wild, but on the contrary, the ceremony hall felt extremely quiet.

I look down at the audience with a gaze that is quieter than the silence that has fallen everywhere.

The incarnation of Armas von Anathema, a nobleman of Arsnova.

A miracle in which his body, who had been exiled from the central city and deprived of existence, was called back to this reality.

For this moment, eight level 8 extremely powerful people had to come together to build the Bagua Buddhist formation and prepare for the ceremony. How can we explain the time and value of that time?

At this point, it became clear that even the attack by the cult that took place at the beginning of the ceremony was only for the sake of that man’s appearance.

However, as soon as Lennok confirmed that Anathema had woken up, he quickly looked around the entire ceremony hall.

‘Are there only five people gathered right now?’

Slaine and Rage. Geohan, a psychic, and Habaek, a blind man, were snacking on snacks throughout the meeting. And to Lennok.

They all seem to be somewhat disorganized, as they all rushed to the ceremony site in a hurry.

A strange situation in which not only the other attendees, but even the innocent person Lennok had sent to the ceremony hall first, was nowhere to be seen.

“....”

But Anathema didn’t say anything for a long time even after she opened her eyes.

He sat down on the altar, closed his mouth, and looked down at his body covered in blue scales for a long time.

As Slaine explained, even though he appeared in this world for the seventh time, he doesn’t seem to feel any emotion about it.

The first to speak in the quiet ceremony hall was Slaine.

“Armas. “It’s been a long time since I was called to the world, so I understand that it feels foreign, but I don’t have much time.”

“....”

“I completed the manifestation ritual using the Eight Trigrams, but a problem arose.”

Slaine said, looking at the attendees watching the situation from the back of the ceremony hall.

“Someone attacked the satellite city and tried to disrupt your manifestation. First, we need to get out of the way and be safe-”

“That’s ugly.”

“...what?”

Anathema muttered, paying no heed to Slaine’s rebuttal.

His gaze was still directed at his own body covered in blue scales.

“It’s truly ugly.”

“....”

“Is it still like this even after six more incarnations? “There’s nothing I can do.”

Anathema’s words seemed somewhat desperate.

However, he looked at his scale-covered body with a sad look and then straightened up on the altar.

Standing naked on the altar, Anathema’s transparent eyes looked down at the superhumans below the ceremony hall.

“Are you the ones who have made up their minds to help my incarnation and fulfill humanity and righteousness?”

Sarah!

Raise your hand and grasp the invisible air.

When she grasped the air with her scaly hand and traced it diagonally, dark black silk was caught in her hand and wrapped around Anathema’s body.

Lennok’s eyes brightened strangely as he instantly recognized the true value of the art.

‘Changes in the properties of atmospheric particles. In some ways, it seems similar to Hermes’ mass magic.’

It is not magic or will, but the skill of changing the properties of the physical laws themselves that exist in reality.

In an instant, Anathema, wrapped in black light, appeared above the altar.

“After the painful civil war.”

I take a step through empty space.

“Kaise is leaving.”

Another step.

“The project failed.”

Anathema muttered as she stood on her feet under the night sky.

“And now we’re the only ones left.”

“....”

Did he read all the successes and failures of various events that occurred in this city with just that brief appearance?

A level of extra-sensibility that transcends cognition by existing in the world and accessing information about objects at the same time.

Immediately after Lennok’s mouth tightened at the familiar sensation he felt he had seen somewhere before.

The young man who was staring blankly at the sky closed his eyes.

“I believed it would get better, but as time goes by, it just becomes more painful.”

“Slaine.”

At that moment, Reiji, who was standing behind Slaine, spoke in an unprecedentedly cold tone.

“This is a different story.”

“....”

A cold voice comes out from behind the bike helmet, making it hard to believe that the voice was full of fun just a moment ago.

“Armas. I wasn’t like this before. “Are you sure the ceremony went smoothly?”

As Reiji said that, his entire body was soaked with blood that was not his own.

She, too, must have been slaying the flesh monsters that rushed at her while the ceremony was in progress, then shaking off everything else and running to the ceremony site.

That’s probably why they react so sensitively to Anathema’s condition looking bad.

Blind Habaek and psychic Geohan also seemed to feel the same way.

“She’s not wrong. “It used to feel a little more mechanical than that.”

“He was an emotionless being. “It’s a bit different now.”

However, Slaine was not swayed by those words and responded with a cold expression.

Anathema, who had been silent, spoke.

“If aptitude and aptitude do not match, even nobility is a dangerous power that will waste spirituality meaninglessly.”

“Does not matter. “I’m not in a position to worry about such side effects.”

Lennok nodded.

“The important thing is an opportunity to awaken one’s senses. “If you can make me experience even the slightest inspiration, it will be worth a thousand pounds.”

“If your resolve is firm...”

Anathema nodded as if she understood.

“Come up to the altar. “I need to awaken your spirituality.”

thud!!

Following those words, Lennok stood on the altar located at the highest point of the ceremony hall.

A place where you can see the entire vast ceremony hall at a glance.

At the altar beneath Anathema’s feet, she could see the blue scale flakes she had shed.

Anathema, standing on the altar, stretched out both hands and held Lennok’s hands.

At the same time, a transparent light enveloped the two people and began to spin violently.

Gooooooo...!!!

A huge ring of light surrounds Lennok and Anathema like a planetary ring and emits light.

Hundreds of thousands of threads extending from inside the ring of light touched Lennok’s entire body and began to convey endless inspiration.

“....”

Lennok’s eyes naturally closed and his body went limp due to the intense flow of information that turned his entire mind upside down.

The moment when the two people were surrounded by a ring of light and no one could see them outside the ceremony hall.

“I’m exhausted.”

Anathema muttered.

He said, letting go of Lennok’s hand that he was holding.

“No matter how many times I try to atone, there is no way to stay in the material world, and the end is not far away.”

“....”

“The efforts I made during my six incarnations have disappeared in vain without any meaning, and all that remains is regret.”

Anathema whispered inside the ring where only the two of them were seated, as if confessing to Lennok, who did not respond.

“This will be the last opportunity given to me. “I don’t want to leave any regrets until the end.”

“....”

“I’m sorry.”

Anathema’s monologue whose English is unknown.

However, she tilts the ring of light as if she neither hopes for Lennok’s understanding nor expects him to hear.

The moment Anathema, who was looking at her scaly hands with a disgusted face, slowly grabbed Lennok’s neck with both hands.

Lennok answered with his eyes closed.

“As expected, it was like that.”

“...!!”

Anathema, who was flinching, lifted Lennok up with strength in her hands, and her body floated in the air without even being able to resist.

Wow...!!

An eerie grip tightened around Lennok’s neck, as if the calm momentum until now was a lie.

But even as his complexion turned pale from strangulation, Lennok did not stop talking.

“Ever since I heard that your body doesn’t exist in reality... I’ve thought about it.”

“You...!!”

“Did we meet?”

A creepy laugh. A question without a subject.

But Anathema’s whole body trembled as if she had hit the nail on the head just by hearing those words.

Lennok, who opened his eyes with difficulty, looked down at Anathema and thought.

Why did the church intervene and target Anathema as soon as the manifestation ritual began?

Why did the church try to enter the ritual hall with the goal of the incarnation of Anathema?

What was the reason that the leader of Pandemonium chose a huge city to manifest in the world?

I think I understand now.

Memories and beliefs of others. Self-worship and fanaticism.

A transcendent person who hides among concepts that transcend humanity and controls the side effects of ascension.

“After many incarnations and all failures, at the last moment... I took his hand.”

The cult did not attack the satellite city to prevent Anathema’s incarnation ritual.

The purpose of the fanatics was not to stop Anathema, but rather the opposite.

Looking down at Anathema’s stiff face, Lennoc grabbed Anathema’s hand that was strangling her.

The moment when the priestly authority engraved on Lennok’s right wrist glowed palely.

The ring of light surrounding Anathema and Lennoc cracked and shattered.

Kwaaaa!!

The broken and shattered ring of light changed from an infinitely transparent brilliance to a pale light.

The light that illuminates everything without prejudice turns into the color of a religious order trapped in blind fanaticism.

Lennok began to absorb all the light that fell beneath the crumbling altar.

I’m so excited...!!!

An unpleasant noise like creaking gears.

“It was you who was in secret with the church.”

Lennok descended to the ground, completely absorbing the Eight Trigrams that belonged to Anathema using the priestess’ supernormal abilities.

“You were the apostle of the church.”

A nobleman of the central city. A level 8 dragon wizard. A hero of the civil war called six thousand aeons.

Armas von Anathema was an apostle of the church who had already completed his apostolization by holding the hand of the religious leader.