Chapter 933

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 933

: Anathema (7)

Wow!!

At the edge of the city, a goat-headed giant rampages and a two-pronged spear flashes non-stop.

The protection method of Tulianmun and the general of Deadrise.

A fierce battle in which the level 8 champions, who have never been on the same side, do their best to stop the apostle.

However, Lennok’s attention was not focused on the battles taking place in and around the city, but on the person in front of him.

“I’m on my way to meet the leader...”

Lennok muttered along with the leader’s words and smiled bitterly.

The leader of Pandemonium. The answerer who surpassed the world and reached Daum.

I didn’t know that the day I first met him at the Hanghasa Labyrinth.

Even at the moment of putting into practice the grand plan he had planned in the well of the handbook, he was not sure.

Until he read the memories of the Ascended in the destroyed second world and came face to face with his true identity.

How much time and agony did it take?

Lennok laughed, aiming his magic gun at his back.

“I wonder if that’s even possible, but I think there was something I needed to hear first.”

[....]

This is the second time we meet face to face.

In the meantime, Lennok and the leader never exchanged any information or exchanged information about each other’s existence.

It was only Lennok who unilaterally followed his traces and looked into the memories of the old world.

It wouldn’t be strange even if I didn’t know. It would be natural without you having to worry about it.

Nevertheless, he makes this suggestion without hesitation, as if he has known Lennok for a long time.

As if Lennok thought he already knew everything about their existence.

Just like I knew who Lennok was from the beginning.

“It’s been a while, leader.”

Lennok laughed.

“It’s too late to say full names now, but we know each other’s names. “Isn’t that right?”

There was no need to explain Lennok’s identity in detail in front of him.

I must have known it for a long time and I just didn’t bother to say it.

Maybe you weren’t even impressed by that fact in the first place.

[...It’s a name.]

The leader quietly raised his gaze at Lennok’s words.

[I don’t attach any meaning to that anymore.]

“....”

Without even paying attention to the magic gun pointed at his back, he didn’t even turn around to face him.

It feels so distant, as if it could walk outside the control tower and disappear at any moment.

Lennok also asked, although he knew that such pressure was meaningless.

“Why are you here? “Did you show up to mourn the person you killed?”

[There aren’t many opportunities left for me now.]

The leader looked away.

[Killing innocent people cannot even be said to be meaningful to me.]

“....”

Are you saying that it wasn’t the leader who killed Meister Oshuto Duris of the Duris Workshop?

Just as Lennok frowned at the unexpected answer of the leader, the leader muttered slowly.

[If I were to be honest, even this moment is close to unnecessary consumption. Nevertheless, the reason I am here is....]

The leader turned towards Lennok and said.

[It cannot be a reason, but I believed it could be an opportunity.]

“An opportunity...?”

The answer is that the leader’s appearance is more of an opportunity than a reason.

While Lennok was pondering those words, the leader slowly opened the hand he was holding.

[We are playing an endless game of shogi ahead of the moment when cause and effect closes.]

“....”

[The cards in your hand and the board you are standing on are different, so we don’t often encounter each other, but... there are very rare times when times overlap like this. ]

The dark control room of the control tower where the leader and Lennok are standing.

I gaze at the dark night sky above the broken window with a noisy gaze.

[Coincidence is a concept that cannot be reproduced on its own, but it acts as a powerful cause and effect in itself.] The

leader’s face, obscured by complex noise, seemed to be slowly scanning Lennok’s presence.

[That’s why he... is trying so hard to control his origins.]

“....”

A meaningful explanation about the origins of the cult leader.

However, Lennok could vaguely understand what the leader was trying to say.

Coincidence is the essence of the cult leader, not anyone else, and is a cause and effect that not even the cult leader himself can easily control.

This moment itself is a coincidence where time intersects, and it is one of the few moments in which the cult leader’s influence can have an impact on reality.

This must mean that the leader also took advantage of this moment to meet with the religious leader.

“It’s an interesting proposition, but it doesn’t feel realistic.”

But Lennok knew that that suggestion could not explain the current situation.

“The birth of the six apostles was probably the result of the religious leader’s intervention. “If he, who does not exist in reality, had not come in contact with Anathema, we would not be able to explain this situation.”

[....]

“But then, the cult leader’s goal must have been to obtain Anathema from the beginning. Now, will he try to intervene in reality again?”

Lennok said, looking intently at the calm figure of the leader.

“Your origin itself would be the most contrasting concept to him.”

The leader of Pandemonium does not make the first move unless it is something he planned.

Regardless of his natural disposition or talent, his existence in this world requires a huge price.

After careful and careful preparation for a long time, a miracle that others cannot even imagine is achieved in a split second.

Wasn’t this the essence that revealed him more accurately than anything else when he opened his eyes in the second world as the Demon Musketeer?

Lennok muttered as he took back the magic gun he was aiming at the leader.

“There is no reason to follow the suggestion, unless it is a form of summoning the cult leader to reality. Above all, he...”

He is broken.

A transcendental person who failed one attempt at salvation, ascended twice, and reached a third chance.

Surely, at one time, he might have been thinking and wishing for the same things as Lennok.

But he went beyond the limit by only choosing possibilities that Lennok would never have chosen.

Now it exists in a way that no one in this world has attempted and awaits its conclusion.

The leader may not know it, but from Lennok’s perspective, it is extremely dangerous to directly enter the cult leader’s mental realm.

Aside from the meaning of meeting the cult leader, it is meaningless unless it is a form of directly calling him into reality.

[With the fall of Arsnova, Anathema’s name gained a new meaning.]

The leader answered.

[It contains contradictory cause and effect in a misaligned failure, and the name itself exists as a key.]

“....”

[I can guess why you tried to obtain Anathema. Then, on the contrary....]

Click!

Lennok inadvertently caught something thrown at high speed with his magician.

It was so old and rusty that even Lennok, who was used to handling the gun, took a while to recognize that it was a shell casing.

The leader said, walking slowly with his back turned.

Anathema’s eyes narrowed as she looked down at the innocent face.

The thoughts and physical wear and tear felt by this Changsha were clearly visible to the apostle’s eyes.

[Among my companions in the civil war, not a single one is healthy. Were they all so broken and broken that they were living a miserable life?]

“Just like you, Lord Anathema.”

Innocence laughed hard as he held on to the spear.

“While you were exiled from reality and suffering, those who remained in this world did not live smoothly either.”

[Same? Do you really believe that the sense of loss I felt is the same as yours?]

Wow!!

The earth that rose up from under Anathema’s feet became the head of a dragon and struck down her innocence.

Innocence, unable to even resist, is thrown out and slips away with blood splattering along with the explosion.

In the meantime, Anatame said after seeing that Feisha had been taken care of and the distance between them was widened.

[We did not sin. Nevertheless, I did not even receive a chance to atone.]

“....”

[I followed the laws of Arsnova, endured being pointed out as a traitor, and held on, believing that I would be saved...] “Even

if that part is included, it is still true. “Isn’t it the same?”

Clap!

The pure white abdomen was stained with red blood.

Nevertheless, Claude stood with difficulty facing the apostle in front of him and asked.

“You Arsnova nobles would never have been flawless either.”

[....]

“I don’t know why you try to justify yourself with such meaningless excuses. “I have no choice but to agree with Lord Grisburn this time.”

Innocence smiled brightly.

“If you become a monster, behave like a monster. “Don’t pretend to be human.”

[Be like a monster.]

The mountain goat giant’s huge fist came right in front of Innocent’s nose.

Kwaaaang!!

[In the past, I too did not understand and was afraid of the apostle who sacrificed his soul to a foreign god.]

The blood-covered human spirit shot up diagonally, and Anathema, with both legs raised, caught up with it and struck it down with both hands.

thud!! Burbubbubbuk!!

[Why is he so strong because he sacrificed so much? [I used to imagine how cruelly the spirit, which is inversely proportional to the strength of the body, must have been destroyed.] He

kicked the innocent new form pinned below the ground and pushed it away, surpassing even his speed, and once again grabbed his waist and spun him down.

Deeudeeudeeudeuk!!

“Die Anathema!!!”

Flash!!

Feisha’s body is engulfed in dazzling lightning and at the same time, she runs beyond the speed of sound.

Just by lightly stamping his feet, he created a platform in the empty air, accelerated as if bouncing, and

the lightning and spirit flowing through the pole combined to emit unprecedented power as if he was breathing.

Drurrrrrrrrr!!!

Bright blue lightning flashes from all directions of the goat-headed giant, tearing its body apart and turning it into a storm of blood.

However, Anathema slowly raised her hand, paying no heed to Feisha’s onslaught towards her.

[After becoming an apostle, I understand. The power given to us is nothing more than the play of gods who have been crippled by desire.]

“Die, die!!!!”

[That it is a great blessing that does not harm my essence in the slightest.]

That moment when Anathema strongly grasped the raised hand.

The ground splits apart beneath the feet of the goat-headed giant.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The entire ground changes in a turbulent way, forming a giant dragon’s head and devouring the ground.

Soon, a tremendous amount of heat exploded from the dragon’s mouth, sweeping away both of them at the same time.

Kuhwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaah!!!!

A dark, distorted pillar of light rose beyond the ruins and penetrated the night sky of the satellite city.

In the aftermath, the clouds parted, revealing a sky sparkling with starlight, and dozens of magic circles spread out above it shattered like glass.

Wow!!!!

The apostle magic that manipulates the earth and the dragon magic that turns body parts into dragons.

The secret of Anathema, an earth dragon created by combining two powers and spitting out chromatic breath.

Even after becoming an apostle, Anathema’s original techniques did not lose any of their power.

Rather, it just developed and blossomed into a completely different concept and power in harmony with the apostle’s body and techniques.

What determines the strength of a high-ranking apostle does not depend on which god’s blessings he has received, but on the strength of his original body.

Perhaps other high-ranking apostles were also outstanding adepts comparable to Anathema even before becoming apostles.

Anathema, realizing this, waved her hands in awe of the power and true value of the church.

Squeaky...!!!

The fur and scales on its entire body stood on end, it trembled in excitement, and its encapsulated wings spread out to both sides and began to regenerate.

The human sacrifices of flesh monsters continued continuously between Feisha and her fight against innocence.

The blood of the superhumans that she continued to drink during the battle began to regenerate Anathema’s wings.

Flap!!

In an instant, Anathema spread her regenerated wings wide and looked at the clear night sky where the clouds were parted.

From the cloud-cleared sky, not only the satellite city but also the undeveloped desert will be visible.

The moment when Anathema was about to fly up from her spot to once again unleash the apostle technique that had raised its output to its limit to the entire earth.

Flash!!

A bright blue bolt of lightning fell from the cloudless night sky.

Are they planning to continue bombing orders again, even if it is belated?

[Even if we struggle with magic that has already been analyzed, there is no result-]

Ugh!!

Anathema’s expression was distorted as she tried to hit the falling lightning with one hand.

[...!!!]

A feeling of weight that is completely different from the bombardment of orders I have received so far.

It is difficult to even receive, let alone strike down, lightning flashing with an eerie light.

The lightning that fell through the dry sky penetrated the apostle’s body, destroying his entire body cell by cell.

Crackling, crackling!!!!

A strange sensation as if the function of life is broken.

An eerie feeling as if the annoying attribute magic I felt while dealing with Feisha had been amplified and poured into me.

A spell from a magician with a real will and intention that is completely different from the spell bombings of the past.

Anathema felt this and screamed explosively, raising her magic power.

[Magic Sauh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

.

A blue thunderbolt fell on the body of the apostle who was unable to shake off the lightning, and a storm of blue light erupted in the middle of the ruins.

This time, the wings hanging on the back of the apostle caught in the storm were torn apart without leaving a trace.

The fragments of the earth that had been manipulated by the Apostle’s magic lost their strength, fell, and were swept away in the lightning storm.

The borderline where the storm barely loses its power and ends.

A young man with black hair was standing on the roof of a half-collapsed building.

“It’s late to introduce yourself, even though you took away my natural ability.”

Lennok laughed after taking a deep breath of tobacco.

Beyond the acrid smoke, only bright blue eyes flashed.

“Call me Ban.”