Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 489



The one loved by the gods (3)

A fleeting moment as if time had stopped.

Through the gap in her consciousness which had suddenly accelerated and risen Amrita asked Lennok casually and without anyone noticing.

I wasn’t saying to wait or not to do anything.

A question that is close to being purely curious about Lennok’s intentions.

A strange tone that makes it seem as if everything Lennok does is immediately accepted and accepted as a result.

[But if this is not the end… if there is still work to be done…]

Amrita’s eyes which were filled with deep wisdom soon faded as if they were slowly closing.

[I am….]

“….”

At that moment time which had been accelerating as if it had stopped suddenly unraveled.

The movements of others quickly begin to return to normal.

The moment Lennok paused for a moment at the feeling of strangeness a shout that had been transformed into clear language rang out from among the twitching hairballs.

[Prince Naidri….]

Amrita no longer looked at Lennok.

Someone who had the same voice as the person who had just spoken to Lennok but who felt like a completely different being.

Something has changed.

The moment Lennok became convinced of the strangeness he slightly relaxed his grip on the control code.

If what I just said to Lennok had a different meaning than simple persuasion or resistance I had to confirm it here.

“Amrita.”

With a voice full of emotion Ezel slowly hugged the hairball’s head.

“It’s been a while. “I missed you a lot.”

[Time… so much time has passed. Is he at peace?]

Amrita asked again.

[Has the paradise we hope for finally arrived on earth?]

“….”

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Ezel didn’t answer. He just lifted his porcelain-like face and quietly shook his head.

Amrita stared at her face and nodded.

[I still have some work left to do.]

“…I’m sorry.”

[I was hoping the priestess wouldn’t come this way…]

“This was the only way left for me.”

Ezel smiled sadly.

“Would you consider my request considering the time we spent together?”

[….]

Amrita exhaled quietly.

After a while he nodded slowly as if coming out of a long thought.

[I always got scolded because I didn’t listen.]

“….”

[But since it’s the last time… I don’t want to get scolded.]

“Hehe….”

The spirit of the apostles who went crazy due to madness did not actually disappear.

They are just constantly recalling and ruminating on those memories following their gods swimming in the open sea.

Therefore even the spirit of Amrita who had gone crazy was able to return to its intact form under the environment of this altar which began to be constructed close to the open sea.

Maximize the power of the apostle in an environment close to the outer sea and use the presence of Amrita to receive revelation here.

A secret plan devised by Izel Naidry who lost her powers as a priestess to do something similar once again.

All the fruits were about to bloom together here and now.

[Come down….]

Amrita closed her eyes.

Ezel asked.

“What?”

[Looking at this place….]

“….”

[They are coming… I will be the passage…]

Even before Amrita finished speaking the air near the altar turned upside down in an instant.

Hwaaaah!!!

An endlessly powerful presence fills the air around the altar.

Although I couldn’t see it it was definitely there.

Simply looking at this place fills the space with an overwhelming presence that feels as if it will explode.

Just by projecting one’s will through Amrita space was distorted and a haze that seemed to distort the timeline ate away everywhere.

“Omg…!!”

Some of the orthodontic technicians were unable to withstand the pressure and stumbled and collapsed with bloodshot faces.

Some high-ranking priests with outstanding spirituality collapsed on the spot foaming at their mouths.

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However the gazes hovering over the altar and filling all directions did not pay any attention to that.

Without any thoughts or direction it just hovers above the head swells in size and endlessly oppresses the life around it with its presence.

I look.

The gaze of beings so overwhelming and one-sided that not even Lennok can guess their power is now directed at this place.

Using Amrita’s existence as a medium Izel Naidry succeeded in momentarily concentrating the will of some of the apocalypses floating in the open sea here.

“ruler…!!! ego…!!”

Ezel scurried up to the edge of the altar and spread his arms wide.

Even though her hard white skin cracked broke and fell off she didn’t even care.

“Look at me…!! “I am the one who can receive all your will and attention…!!”

Even in the face of the apocalyptic gaze Ezel’s attitude was vague.

Having made many qualified people into apostles she knew that people were more interested in arrogant confidence than supporting the end.

“Choose me!! “I will receive your strength and establish my will on this earth…!!”

Ezel let out a loud roar not even caring that the skin on his face was cracking and cracking.

“I will receive revelation and become an apostle who appears here!!”

We are reborn as apostles who receive revelation.

Only after hearing those words did Lennok become convinced that Ezel had planned all of this just for this one moment.

The only way for her to regain her power of revelation after losing her power as a priestess.

It was Izel Naidry himself who was chosen as the incarnation of the end and was reborn as an apostle.

In the sea of ​​understanding an environment similar to the open sea is created and the will of the end is summoned through the presence of Amrita.

The will of any of the foreign media watching this event is irrelevant.

As long as the will appears in this body for a moment Izel’s body can be completely reborn as an apostle and fully regain the power of revelation.

If you combine your experience of hearing revelations as a priestess with your power as an apostle you can hear the will of the end again.

I didn’t even think about the possibility that Izel would ignore her.

Among the apocalypses of the open sea there are quite a few people who are interested in this world.

To those people Izel’s ability to summon them without the power of a priestess must feel like a truly extraordinary aptitude.

A being that is fully prepared to become a vessel that can call out to itself and attract attention.

It was just a question of whether the situation could be created and Ezel was confident that there was no need to even consider the success or failure of the work once the situation was established.

This was possible because she had led the right people to become apostles for a long time and had an experiential understanding of the existence of foreign gods.

As if to prove Ezel’s confidence the swirling gazes on the altar began to circle around Ezel one by one.

Whioooo…!!

[….]

[….]

[….]

The intersection of unknown thoughts passing by my ears like a whisper.

Ezel couldn’t understand what that meant but she waited quietly.

The other agents correctional technicians and high priests were all witnessing that moment without even being able to breathe properly.

The ceremony of selecting an apostle.

From the moment Izel himself used the power of the priestess to summon the will of the foreign god the ritual itself was already successful.

All that remains is for them to be chosen by the will of the end as a ‘vessel’ standing here.

Ezell herself who performed the ritual was the first to step forward but after her turn the agents came next.

Not only did he complete and reach the hierarchy through his own power he became a vessel of fanaticism to contribute to the doctrine as an incarnation.

Even the geniuses who had devoted their hearts and minds in each branch of the church just for this moment could not hide their nervousness.

Even if I cannot achieve my goal and am consumed by madness like Amrita it doesn’t matter.

If as a special force of the church I can help on the way to paradise. If in the end they can become one with the god they serve and swim in the open sea forever.

On the contrary I had longed for it long and hard which is why I was standing here with such a tense and desperate expression.

“please….”

A quiet whisper could be heard among the agents.

Lennok watched the believers right next to him and shook his head quietly.

Because I felt how meaningless their hopes and desires were.

I vaguely feel it. I can understand.

This was not a ritual created for easels or agents.

The will that is currently surging above their heads has just appeared here for a completely different reason than what the church hoped for.

Lennok had an intuition of this so instead of using the control code to ruin the consciousness he stayed behind and watched everything.

Perhaps the purpose of the existence of this ceremony from the beginning was not to select an apostle but…

Gooooo….!!

The countless gazes surrounding the easel began to rotate around her body turning into a faint light and projecting something.

The gaze and will change into vivid colors. As the space itself is colored with one’s own thoughts space and time are altered and a different light is shed.

The physical laws of the place where the will is manifest operate in a different way from reality and the laws of reflecting and projecting light are completely altered.

Some of the apocalypses of the open sea who had simply sent their eyes and will to this place began to reveal their true identities in earnest.

The essence of chaos is so overwhelming that even Lennoc pauses for a moment at the sight.

If a life was born with all the disorder and chaos in existence as its nest would it look like this?

Even among the believers who were watching the scene without moving exclamations of astonishment came out.

“This can’t be right….”

“It is the spirituality of the pantheon….”

“The gods the gods of the sea have come down….”

The presence that filled the area near the altar crushed Amrita’s huge hairball and caused her skin to burst.

[Quick…!!]

Amrita’s appearance covered in blood letting out a painful moan.

However Ezel did not even look at Amrita but stared at the color of the foreign body that appeared here with a mesmerized face.

With an expression of ecstasy you face the colors and brilliance that are drawn towards you like countless curtains of aurora.

Fragments of her will unable to be contained and exploding from all directions violently pounded her body but such pain was nothing compared to the joy she felt now.

“at las…!!”

Spread your arms and kneel down.

All preparations to accept God’s will into this body have been completed.

The moment when Izel closed his eyes surrendered everything to the strong flow of will passing through him and was about to be reborn as an apostle.

[…no.]

The spirits that had been silently looking down at the easel all turned their heads in one direction.

[It’s not you.]

Not an easel but a huge prison thrown under the altar.

Toward the wizard who was bound inside and looking up at us blankly.

Saaa….

All the will surrounding Ezel’s body slips away like a grain of sand and disappears.

Not an altar but a massive torrent of will swirling around the cage where Lennok is trapped.

There is no will no gaze no grace directed at Izel Naidry who stands behind him.

Ignoring the blank expression of Ezel the wills surrounding Lennok’s body began to dance with their backs to the huge night sky.

“….”

“this….”

There was a cold silence.

Everyone even forgot to breathe in that incomprehensible scenery.

A majestic dance move where the countless torrents of power that had been pouring down on the easel just moments ago were pouring down on just one wizard as if it were a lie.

The gods of the open sea chose a heretic who was not even a member of the church not as their archbishop.

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