Chapter 392

Episode 392 Teaching (2)

Ray’s explanation continued for three days to the high elves who couldn’t understand.

In the meantime, the picture on the parchment has not changed.

Since he did not do anything to defend the seventh point he found, the altar also did not show any change.

One of the things that hasn’t changed in the temple.

There were things that were showing a change.

Aira, who had been calmly maintaining her expressionless face, showed tension on her face.

Mana ran and his spirit dropped.

She has not been able to sleep while repeating the same thing over and over for over a month.

My mind started to fade.

Ray, who watched Aira like that, became quite impatient.

‘If I go on like this, I won’t be able to last a day.’

If I leave this situation alone, the altar will explode or Aira will be destroyed.

Her body and mind have already reached the breaking point.

There was no time to make the high elves understand.

Ray jumped up from his seat.

“There is no more time. We must use the seventh point as a springboard to close the gate at least a little.”

“for a moment......!”

Before the high elves could stop it, Ray’s footsteps were already heading towards the altar.

He moved like the wind, so the high elves couldn’t even dare to stop him.

Heprion marveled as he watched it glide across the ground.

“Awesome mana application! Your movement resembles the wind!”

No matter how much Lay was praised, she had the temper to dance, but now the altar and Aira took precedence over those things.

Lay laid her hand on the altar while looking down at Aira, who was sobbing and supplying mana to the altar.

At that moment, a huge pressure of mana came over him.

Mana flowed gently from the grown spirit of the word and placed a bridge on the altar.

A pressure comparable to that of a mana storm.

It was as if a huge boulder was pressing down on my shoulders.

Ray, who was swimming in the flow of mana, caught Aira’s mana.

Only one line out of thousands and tens of thousands of mana.

I grabbed it and pushed it back.

The intense mana resisted for a while, but Aira, who was already depleted of mana, could not handle the power and was pushed off the altar.

He hung the rock from Aira’s shoulder onto his shoulder.

Fluff-!

As soon as she was pushed off the altar, she collapsed from exhaustion.

Sweat oozing out like blood.

It was an early symptom of mana depletion.

The high elves, including Heprion and Sert, rushed at her and poured mana into her.

Noticing that Aira was being treated safely, Ray focused his attention entirely on the altar.

‘The seventh point.’

As he expected, the seventh point was far below the other points.

A very corner place.

A place like a storage of mana, so to speak, located at the bottom of the bottom.

If you touch it carelessly, the altar will burst, and the entire mountain range here, including the temple, will be blown away in the aftermath of the mana.

So he was careful.

I touched the mana lines of the second and sixth points, and analyzed the third and sixth points that caused problems.

And I could tell.

The seventh point is the backbone that is connected to all mana lines.

Since all the mana in the altar had to be stored, the seventh point was larger than the other points and was in an inconspicuous corner.

Ray trickled mana into it.

When the bridge was released, the altar let out a loud resonance.

Woong-woong–!

Found another point.

Now all I had to do was get rid of all the mana in this place and close the gate.

The problem was how to empty the mana stored in the reservoir, which had consumed all of the enormous amount of mana he had lived through for so many years.

It would be possible if it was simply to destroy the mana by bumping into it, but there was a risk that the storage would burst.

The mana line from the second point led to him.

spring.

Like the languid wind of a spring day, cool mana approached him.

The remainder of the third point was overdone.

The pressure of the fourth mana line was applied.

summer.

The heavy summer heat conveyed a sense of desolation.

A fifth mana stem entangled him.

The sixth point burned the whole body.

autumn.

I felt like I was thrown into the barren land of an autumn season when I was not rich.

And the mana from the eighth and ninth points that he hadn’t found yet passed the seventh point and hit him.

winter.

The feeling that the whole body is being egged on by the cold wind of midwinter.

The altar, which endured countless years and received countless mana, showed itself a sword dance.

In that sword dance, he was torn to pieces.

it was cut

When mana, like a blade filled with chills, ran through his body, his body trembled in pain.

However, there was no pain.

It wasn’t painful.

The mana of each of them tore themselves apart.

pasted on

He took a breath and breathed in.

A sharp blade of a sword slashed through his body.

The scars they carved became flower petals, heat, coolness, and coldness.

Dududuk-!

The sound of something breaking came from all over Ray’s body.

Duduk-!

As the mana from the altar was connected to Ray, a huge amount of mana lost its place.

In the end, the manas who lost their way left scars all over his body and made their way.

The mana road began to break through.

When I wanted to make it myself, it was forcibly changed by the force that my body, which did not even move, could handle.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

A huge amount of mana flowed through his body like a waterfall.

The mana road that God had taken away was being reproduced again in a different way.

From the heart to the tips of the fingers.

The finely spread mana rod attracted more and more mana around him.

It was a huge mana rod comparable to the previous mana rod.

Ray’s whole body bounced violently from the impact.

Whoops—!

Accordingly, the ground trembled with mana.

All the mana accumulated in the seventh point flowed to Ray.

He opened his eyes slowly.

In her pupils, like Mana, there was a shimmering blue light in her eyes.

* * *

“More gates are opening!”

“Get that human out of here!”

Looking at the altar, one of the high elves pushed Ray away.

When the huge mana pushed him away, Ray was pushed back as if he had been waiting.

Freed from the altar, he brushed off his dusty clothes.

As he repeatedly clenched and opened his fists, an enormous amount of mana, unlike before, swirled around his entire body.

Woong-woong-!

The mana of the air responded to his call.

The former strength has returned.

Truly, the mana rod that had settled in his body after a long time trembled with joy at meeting the owner.

Ray grinned as he looked around at the high elves struggling with monsters.

“Put them all away.”