Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 490



The one loved by the gods (4)

Countless curtains of aurora dance and sway gently between us.

The mere manifestation of will altered the laws and fragments of the changed space-time covered Lennok’s senses.

The sensation of air felt on the skin the sound of breathing in temperature and humidity heat and even the way energy is returned.

Everything has changed from reality and returns to its original state with a passing will.

The countless wills dancing around Lennok constantly whispered incomprehensible tones.

Rather they were constantly spinning and dancing around Lennok’s body as if they had to be chosen by him.

As if I wanted to engrave my will on him right now. As if asking you to remember just this one moment.

Although it was blurry I could clearly understand all the words whispered in my ear.

[Found it.]

[You were here.]

[I was waiting.]

[For a very long time….]

“….”

Easel and the agents looking at us with distraught faces.

The disgraceful behavior of the orthodontic technician and high priests looking up at Lennok with their mouths wide open.

Even though Lennok knows that hundreds and thousands of eyes are on him he focuses on the voice in his ear.

With a single-sided yet powerful intention.

A simple yet almost transcendent miracle that translates one’s will itself into understandable language.

The words heard through the language of thoughts converted in this way contained a meaning beyond love and longing.

[Turn around and go back to the beginning….]

[I miss you.]

[Goes back.]

[Let’s make a contract.]

[Choose.]

The moment you understand the meaning it represents and accept it into your head.

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Lennok quietly closed his eyes.

Suspicions that had not yet been resolved in the Palgwang Fortress. Because I could finally understand the answer.

The reason why the person at the turning point who accepted the power of the open sea at that time did not exist beyond the kaleidoscope.

That’s not because Lennok himself is dead or missing in the Junction future.

Rather it was simply not reflected in the kaleidoscope because it no longer remained in the form of possibility.

Because I constantly wanted and longed for someone other than Lennok.

On the other hand because he loved and hated someone he couldn’t say no to.

[The first is coincidence the second is inevitable and the third is fate.]

Because someone who takes the place of chance and necessity still exists in this world.

“no. “It’s not me.”

Because Lennok understands this he can finally respond to their earnest will.

“It’s not me you’re looking at.”

[….]

“I’m just seeing someone who could have been who I could have been.”

A very faint fragment of truth revealed between the crossroads of a mixed state of past and future possibilities.

The well of the handbook the crack in the Baguong Citadel Madame’s mansion and Murphy’s hospital.

Here I finally caught the thread of truth that had been so thinly connected throughout the entire journey.

“So next time I’ll come and check on you myself.”

Lennok was able to smile here because he was convinced that this alone was the greatest harvest of all.

“That’s all I can promise you today.”

As soon as Lennok clearly rejected their offer the grand ceremony ended.

It is natural that the moment consciousness is focused on just one person all doors close according to the person’s decision.

However that did not mean that all possibilities for the open sea were directly rejected.

A turning point as an apostle that I definitely achieved here. This will become a kaleidoscope that illuminates another open sea that did not exist for Lennok.

Lennok was not chosen by anyone here today.

Rather because I know that anyone can choose I just postponed judgment until I understand exactly what it means.

However there was no reason to say that this in itself was a qualification and privilege given to Lennok.

Shuuuu…!!

The endless darkness surrounding the altar gradually clears.

At the same time the countless wills that were pathetically hovering around Lennok began to fade away one by one.

[no….]

[Just a little more….]

A pathetic gesture as if trying to somehow remain by Lennok’s side.

However in the current cycle of the world the consciousness that rose closer to the environment of the open sea has subsided and ended and the will of the open sea cannot last long.

All that remains is the image of Ezel with her head bowed at the top of the altar and Amrita covered in blood.

Hundreds of people were standing around the altar tower which had become quiet but not even their breathing could be heard properly.

“…again.”

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Ezel muttered quietly.

When she raised her head her face was as expressionless as a doll.

She said with an expression that seemed to have lost all emotion.

“I will… begin the ritual again.”

“….”

“If I kill you and offer up my spirit and body foreigners will also willingly follow to eat that delicacy.”

Wow!!

He reaches out to Amrita’s blood-covered body and rubs her wounds.

[Couuuuu…!!]

He tore the flesh with his bare hands chewing and swallowing the apostle’s organs not even paying attention to his writhing in pain.

Awesome!!

He chews and swallows Amrita’s flesh and muscles organs and veins like crazy who were chatting affectionately just a moment ago.

The face as white as the porcelain on the easel was covered in blood and turned into a terrible sight.

“Even if it’s like this…!! Can you still ignore me like this!! Do you think you can ignore the bowl that became one after eating the apostle!!!”

“Izel Naidry.”

“Nothing is over yet!!! “I have prepared for decades for this moment to return to His side!!!!”

Izel howled like crazy despite Lennok’s calm call.

“It’s only because of one heretic wizard that we end up in such vain…!!! “No no it won’t happen!!!!”

She got down from the altar and rushed towards the prison where Lennok was imprisoned.

Without hesitation he opens the cage grabs Lenok by the collar and throws him next to Amrita.

Wow!!

Ezel who pulled out a long dagger from his sleeve held it upright and grinned.

“I just need to make an offering… With such an easy task… I can’t believe I was still thinking about it…”

“….”

“After killing and killing it can be resolved… Can’t we call it again? Amrita right…?”

[Squeak….]

Amrita cried sadly with a cry that had lost her intelligence.

Did Ezel understand whether the cry was positive or negative? Probably not.

Lennoc could no longer harbor any optimism or skepticism about the situation.

“If you were a priestess who heard the revelation of the end you would know.”

Lennok said as he looked at Ezel who was holding the dagger back with trembling hands.

“These are people who do not allow two coincidences. “Do you think your wish will be granted even if you overturn the ritual right here?”

“Shut up shut up…!!”

Lennok let out a small breath as he looked at Izel who was screaming like crazy.

“You obviously know but you pretend not to understand….”

Izel’s eyes hardened like porcelain met Lennok’s cold gaze.

“Or do you just want to hope for that?”

“Give your heart!!”

The image of Ezel holding a body like broken porcelain and slashing with a dagger with both hands.

The moment when Lennok saw the blade falling right in front of his nose and was about to exhale and stand up.

Phew!!

A long blade rose from the exact center of Ezel’s chest.

“…!!!”

It was a ridiculous blow that not only Izel who was holding a dagger with both hands but even Lennok who was facing him did not expect.

The other knights and agents also froze as if struck by lightning at the appearance of an unknown being that suddenly appeared behind Izel’s back and stabbed her.

“this…!!”

Ezel trembling but somehow trying to look back.

When she finally saw the face of the person who stabbed her anger like passion spread across her face.

“Zaif…!!!”

Izel gritted his teeth in a boiling voice.

“What on earth are you doing now…!!!”

“I doubted and feared until the very end.”

Apostle Zaif muttered.

“I was afraid that all of this was just a delusion and a lie… so I stopped.”

Wow!!

As the blade is slowly pulled out Ezel’s body falls forward helplessly.

What appeared behind her was the face of an older man whom Lennok knew.

Apostle Zaif who was somewhat empty and cloudy yet had a will that was extremely clear quietly looked down at Lennok.

“But you never lied.”

“Apostle Zaifeuuu!!!!”

“What on earth is this?!”

Priests and knights let out shrieks and agents rushed out one after another to surround Zaif.

All of their faces were filled with astonishment unable to believe the current situation.

“Are you planning to commit treason by betraying the Archbishop…!!”

“This cannot happen!!”

“How can an apostle who acts on behalf of His will treat a priestess…!!”

“It’s not betrayal.”

Zaif looked at the agents with an expressionless face and muttered.

“Didn’t you guys see it too? Whom did the will of the pantheon choose? “What did you tell me was the right path?”

“…!!”

“Apostle Martinez showed me the truth. “I gave everything to prove that I was not wrong.”

“apostle? Apostle Martinez…?”

“Wasn’t he a heretic?…”

“What on earth is going on?”

Zaif’s calm words hit the hundreds and thousands of believers gathered here at the same time.

There was a murmur and a crowd gathered closer to hear more of what he had to say.

From the sacrifices offered on the altar to the bleeding easel and Amrita.

In this catastrophe that plunges into uncontrollable chaos only Zaif turns his back without hesitation.

As if he knew what to do.

“The consciousness that has arisen here and now is nothing but an illusion a mere illusion. So I won’t hesitate any longer…!!”

Crump patter…!!

At that moment Zaif’s body seemed to swell violently and instantly began to transform into the shape of a gigantic monster.

A giant rhinoceros-like shape with four horns on its head. Zaif’s true body standing on all fours and waving its long nose rushed forward trampling on the altar.

[Archbishop Izel Naidri and the 10 apostles Amrita rebelled against His will and committed unauthorized acts of sanctity!!]

Zaif let out a roaring battle and with the power of his body he let out a wave of flames so powerful that they could be heard throughout the island.

[Those who survive must head to their true nature and confirm all the truth!! From now on I will… prove it to everyone…!!!]

Not Archbishop Izel Naidri who fell down clutching his chest. Behind him towards Amrita covered in blood and gasping for breath.

As a conduit for connecting the will of foreign powers Zaif attacked Amrita’s body which had been damaged for too long without hesitation.

Kwazizik!!

[Kkieeeeeeek!!!]

The image of Amrita struggling as she screams in pain as her flesh is crushed as she is pierced by four thick horns.

However Zaif repeatedly stamped his own horn towards Amrita and trampled on the same apostle like crazy.

Amrita unable to bear it also follows her survival instinct and begins biting Zaif’s body.

Wood clatter!!

[Koooooo…!!]

[Kwiik kkikkikki…!!]

They bite claw and tear each other’s flesh and greedily take and covet each other’s body and soul.

Two apostles of a religious denomination attack and devour each other an immoral act that should never occur.

Even Lennok stared at the battle between the magnificent monsters with a slightly dazed expression.

Even when they first tricked Zaif into thinking they were the same apostle there was a brutal internal conflict that could never have been expected.

The result of the ritual that even Lennok himself had not expected was coming in the form of an entirely different aftereffect.

Is it just a coincidence or is it the result of a series of misfortunes and contradictions that have grown in size?

A series of situations that started with misunderstandings illusions and lies escalated into an uncontrollable catastrophe.

Ezel falls down clutching his chest looking back at him with blurred eyes and stretching out his trembling hand.

“Amrita….”

Lennok looked at the scene in silence and then slowly stood up.

The handcuffs come off so naturally as if they had never been tied from the beginning.

Slam!!

The moment Lennok who had been released unharmed took a step toward Izel someone appeared like a flash and hugged Izel’s body.

A gloomy-looking knight wearing silver armor.

Orthodontic technician captain Garvin Melwood helped Ezel who had fallen with very careful hands.

“I don’t know where they came from but that has nothing to do with it.”

Guvin’s voice mutters in an eerie voice.

“I cannot lay even a hand on the priestess.”

“…don’t worry.”

Instead of walking towards the easel Lennok quietly bent down and picked up the amber crown that had fallen on the floor.

“Because I have no more business with the archbishop.”

An amber crown fell from her head. The moment Lennok put the recovered Jindun legacy in his coat pocket and turned his gaze towards Amrita.

“That’s not going to happen.”

Whoop-!

The agents who were watching the situation climbed up on the altar and blocked Lennok all at once.

A face that is stiff and doesn’t know what expression to make.

It is natural that even for talented people who have been chosen to become apostles it is difficult to get a feel for the current situation.

Among them only the three agents who exuded overwhelming force had come to their senses and were looking straight at Lennok.

There was silence.

“I have devoted my entire life to the religious order but this is the first time I have seen something like this.”

A vicar in thick priestly robes pointed down the altar and spoke quietly.

“Look down there. “The believers who until a little while ago were united and supported the great will… are now divided.”

“….”

It’s just as he said.

Even the orthodontists and priests below the altar were unable to control the confusion caused by Zaif’s declaration and the clash between the apostles.

Now that Archbishop Izel has fainted they cannot decide which side they should be on.

They may be accustomed to dealing with and killing heretics according to their doctrines but is it even possible to fight among the apostles they serve?

No under normal circumstances Zaif’s words and actions might have been dismissed as simple apostle’s madness or treason.

The current situation is such that Zaif himself is risking his life because of the fact that it was not the archbishop who was chosen by the foreign media but a heretical wizard.

It was planting small doubts in the minds of believers who would not normally even suspect the denomination.

“Protect Amrita…!!”

“No everyone don’t move from that spot!!”

“Wait until we contact the main body!!”

“What are you talking about? The author is simply a heretic…!!”

The entire temple has fallen into great chaos with no control over the situation.

The reason the agents were able to calmly intercept Lennok in the midst of this was probably because they were beings who participated in this ritual as vessels for the apostles.

Because he knew that what he deserved had been taken away right before his eyes he could more calmly judge Lennok as an enemy.

“What Apostle Zaif said was wrong. “You are not a member of the cult.”

The fat agent stared at Lennok with a sharp gaze.

“I don’t know how they roasted and boiled him who was so loyal even within the church but it doesn’t matter. “That’s not the only thing that can’t be explained right now.”

Contrary to his dull appearance his judgment is very sharp.

Rather than trying to make sense of this moment when everything is out of control you are figuring out exactly what needs to be done first.

In fact except for the four strongest agents who blocked Lennok the other agents are doing their best to attack Zaif and protect Amrita.

Even without the intervention of a third party and Amrita’s own sanity the difference in power between the two apostles is clear.

Apart from Zaif risking his life to attack Amrita it was Zaif who was left bleeding to death.

“But it is an unmistakable fact that you were chosen by the pantheon even though you did not follow His will…!!”

“….”

“On the contrary there is a way to solve all these complicated problems.”

As the fat agent said so he raised his thick hand and held it out to Lennok.

“Please come to the church.”

The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 492