Chapter 167

Chapter 167

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The battle against the apparitions summoned by the traitors consciousness was rough.

It wasnt just the number and strength of the enemies that posed a problem.

Difficult adversaries began to appear towards the end.

Children, comrades, even Ted.

But the Hero wielded the Hlack Hope silently.

The consciousness wanted someone who inherited Zeros blessing, someone with superhuman resolve and unwavering will.

And there was no one more suitable than the Hero, who was prepared for it.

Is it over?

No more enemies appeared.

The Hero stood alone in a pure white space.

The numerous corpses that had been defeated had suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The foul smell of corpses that had surrounded him, the heavy feeling of blood, quickly dissipated.

Blinking several times, he could hear the sound of waves brushing against his ears.

The damp air clinging to his skin.

The voice signaled the end of the test.

Both the first test and truly remarkable.

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It seems there is no such thing as hesitation in your emotions. Its fortunate to leave a legacy for someone like you.

While the consciousness was moved, the Heros eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

It was the same coastal cave where they had entered the apparition.

Clunk-

The wide-open wooden door creaked from behind.

What about the pursuers?

Strangely, even though he extended his senses, he couldnt feel any presence.

The barrier is still active, so theres no need to worry for now.

Surprisingly, the consciousness still existed even after the apparition had been dispelled.

A silhouette wavering at the level of the Heros eyes.

Magic that can leave behind a fragment of consciousness even after death.

It was truly Beyond magic.

But for some reason, the consciousness seemed to be in a hurry.

Its better to wake up your companion first.

Hearing that, the Hero looked down at his feet.

There, Larze was muttering happily with a very satisfied expression.

He instinctively listened.

Indeed, they are quite different from the creatures of the Second Age.

How could you come up with such an idea its touching.

Huh, youre lucky to have talent like mine among the successors. You flatter me.

Her cheeks turned red.

The Heros expression gradually worsened at her cute tone mixed with aegyo.

The consciousness added, Dont misunderstand. The illusion magic was dispelled with your passing the test, but since she has no will to escape from it, she remains in that state.

How can I wake them up?

Just wake them up from their sleep as usual.

Thwack!

Without hesitation, the Hero kicked Larzes buttocks.

Ouch.

With a very disappointed expression, she got up, glaring at the Hero.

Mr. Doppleganger. Do you know how rare it is to experience such high-quality illusions?

Without bothering to answer, the Hero turned to the consciousness.

Does this mean Ive passed all the tests?

Yes, now its time to give you your reward.

The consciousness hurried again.

Creak-

The collapsing stone wall inside the cave.

As the dust settled, a small altar made of wood appeared.

The dim light stones around it cast a faint light over it.

This is

It was a strange scene.

It briefly overlapped with the moment when he obtained evolution in the cave of blessing.

The only difference was that there were two spectators.

Larze, who had been sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up like a spring, looking at the altar.

Oh theres more than just a medium?

There were two items on the altar.

A diary with all its corners worn out and a large black jewel without any gloss.

Although it was difficult to tell from the outside, one of them immediately responded to the Iris of Laplace. New novel chapters are published on

That jewel is the medium.

No.

What?

Its not a jewel, whats the proper name for it?

Larze raised her head with an interested look.

The Hero corrected himself.

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A moment of silence.

If the consciousness had a face, the Hero thought it would have looked grim.

Shes a Homunculus.

Both the Hero and Larze couldnt help but exclaim.

What?

Homunculus?

Especially Larzes reaction was intense.

Ha, thats ridiculous. Theres no magician or alchemist in the Second Age who can create a homunculus. If I cant make one, who else can?

All relevant information and the production methods were put in practice already, Larze continued.

At the same time, the Hero tilted his head.

For some reason, the face of Rosalyn, who guarded the Library of Memories, crossed his mind.

She was the only homunculus he knew, the creation of Zero.

Is there a possibility that it was made in the Second Age?

However, it was still speculation.

Detailed information could be confirmed after checking the diary.

Youll be able to find out the remaining mysteries by reading my diary. Ive written down my story there. My allotted time is gradually running out Now, inherit the blessing.

The statement that time is up may not be false; the consciousness became transparent enough to see through to the other side.

Perhaps the barrier that binds the enemies has also weakened.

The Hero soon realized that a battle would soon ensue.

There was no more time to delay the inheritance.

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Naturally, the Heros gaze turned to the biggest obstacle.

Larzes eyes narrowed.

What are you looking at? Worried I might covet the paradox?

Isnt that it? You want anything related to Zero.

If it were another blessing Well, I couldnt guarantee a concession.

She shrugged and stared straight at the Hero.

But thats the paradox. The ability to interfere with the world and manifest phenomena was solely acquired by my own power decades ago. To seek a duplicated ability

Would you like to see something more interesting?

Very well.

Approaching, Larze whispered into the Heros ear.

As a doppelganger who is not even human and already possesses one blessing, what kind of effect will two blessings have within you? Arent you curious?

It sounded like a taunt, as if hoping to instill fear or make the Hero shrink back.

But it was of little use.

The Hero calmly dismissed Larzes provocation, saying,

In any case, you wont covet the blessing. Thats enough.

Turning away from her discontented grimace, the Hero pocketed the diary first.

I can put off understanding the detailed circumstances for later.

For now, with the medium in hand, the first goal was achieved.

Now, it was just a matter of escaping from the dangerous area.

To do that, this ability would be necessary.

The enemies outside the barrier were the strongest the Hero had faced so far.

With determination, the Hero gazed at the jewel on the altar.

The side effects of accepting the second blessing.

It was a moment reminiscent of the pain of tearing flesh when accepting evolution.

Perhaps it would be even more intense, never lessening.

The body might break down, or the life force might scatter.

But none of that mattered.

With determination, the Heros rough hand seized Dragon Heart without hesitation.

Contrary to expectations, the surface of the jewel, which was thought to be cold, was unexpectedly warm.

It begins.

Tsu-tsu-tsu-tsu-tsu-tsu-

Clusters of characters appeared, incomprehensible symbols just like when the Hero acquired evolution before.

A mysterious language that no one, even he who traveled across the continent, could recognize.

The small, squiggly characters inevitably rose through the Heros body, and all three focused on that scene without taking a breath.

Excited voices echoed in the cave.

Ah, finally I hope you wont become a cowardly bystander like me

So the consciousness slowly disappeared with a single word.

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Larze remained expressionless, her gaze fixed on the Hero.

Guh.

Finally, the Hero focused all their nerves, struggling to control the immense power flowing through their body.

A suppressed groan escaped through clenched teeth.

He had clamped his teeth so hard that his gums were damaged and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Despite the intense pain, the Hero did not stop accepting the blessing.

The steel-like mentality nurtured over a lifetime, the compulsion to become even stronger, maintained an incredible level of control.

And a moment later.

The trembling of the body gradually subsided.

And in that moment.

The Hero realized how absurdly powerful he had become.

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