Chapter 1226 – #287_Constellation Witch (6)

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1.

“What?”

“Is it over?”

“Really? “This is the end?”

Box-Arca’s puppets, who had cooperated with Siu’s contract to restore her body if she defeated Erelim, were devastated.

The fight is over.

With Shin Si-woo’s defeat.

The link with Shin Si-woo was cut off, and the window through which the outside world could be observed from inside the mansion was closed.

The witches who had gathered to help him dropped their shoulders as if in vain.

“The opponent is the Duke of Erelim.”

“But, Or Celia, I thought something would be different because she caught that monster…”

“It really makes no sense…”

Everyone was depressed in the long silence.

They are tools.

They lived as tools for at least a few years and up to hundreds of years.

However, the prince does not view them as tools but promises to save them… The head and walls are a bit strange, but anyway, a prince riding a witch appeared, but it ended up being such a vain ending.

“I didn’t think he was a bad person…”

“Are you crying Luna?”

“… “No.”

Now their treatment is once again in the hands of the Duke of Erelim.

If the Duke of Erelim was the Duke of Erelim in their memories of her, there would be at least some hope, but when Shin Siu heard about her situation of her, it is said that she became a public figure .

And how would a public figure who doesn’t care about other people’s opinions give up such an efficient artifact?

“Uh?! “The link has been reconnected?”

“What? Really?”

As soon as Amira, who is in charge of the intersection of the nodes, turns red and shouts.

-Kugugung!!!

“Ugh! What is this?!”

“Damage! Damage! Avoid it first!”

The entire mansion shook like an overturning train, along with the sensation of the entire mansion being thrown away.

-Kugugu…

The shaking gradually subsided, and the witches, who were crouching here and there like frightened baby birds, looked out the window.

What you see beyond the shattered window is an all-black landscape like outer space.

They know what this scene is.

It’s Ain.

Box – The object that Arca is connected to is Siwoo, not the Black Knight.

As soon as Siwoo, who was trapped in deep consciousness, came to his senses, he was pulled into deep consciousness together as if he had dived with a heavy stone tied to his waist.

I don’t know why Shin Si-woo is alive and inside Ajin.

Other than that, I don’t know what happened, but…

They saw.

-Click, clank, clank, clank, clank

Siwoo stares at Ajin’s structure, forgetting that Arca has even appeared.

In response, Ain’s magnificent building is dismantled and reassembled repeatedly.

The huge roaring sound that rang out every time and the sound of the mechanisms intricately engaging echoed in the black space.

“… Destroying Ajin and rebuilding it?”

“Oh my god…”

From a witch’s perspective, that’s definitely crazy.

Destroying all of Ajin’s structures is the same as resetting all the codes that have been built up so far.

Even if the materials remain, it cannot be guaranteed that the newly built structure will be more efficient and optimized than the existing one, and in that case, it is almost impossible to completely restore it to its original appearance.

The most surprising thing is that the completed results are in no way inferior to existing structures, as it is a final struggle after giving up.

“Is this a perk for male witches… ? ? If a man becomes a witch, can he do that?”

No.

In the case of the Black Knight, it was made possible with the computing power of calculating all variables.

Siwoo was born with excellent intuition and although he was inferior to the Black Knight, he made the impossible possible with his outstanding computational power.

The materials you collected are here anyway and won’t disappear anywhere, so you can just reassemble them.

Although simple in theory, he was performing miracles that were in the realm of the impossible.

“… It’s not enough.”

To the witches in the box, it was a sight that was nothing short of a miracle, but Siwoo felt it painfully.

It is not enough.

Siwoo is already looking at the answer sheet that Heuk Siwoo completed.

But that was not an area that Siwoo could imitate.

It is a twisted state that can only be reached by sacrificing one’s entire brain to computing power.

As it is, with Siwoo’s skills, a clumsy imitation will only result in a cheap imitation.

In the first place, Heuk Si-woo’s methodology is only for him.

“…”

I made up my mind.

So far, when reassembling Ajin, Siwoo left at least the foundation and outline.

But everyone gives up.

With the mindset of starting from scratch, she redefines the magic she holds in her hands.

The truth is, even if you struggle like this, you never know if it will work out.

If Erelim defeats Heuk Siu, the situation ends.

What Siwoo does becomes a waste of time.

That’s not to say, even if she finds new power here, she has no guarantee that it will break through the ‘door’ and take her surface her consciousness her into her hands her.

However, such an uncertain future did not enter Siwoo’s mind.

Step by step in a trance with a burning sensation in the brain.

We just move forward.

2.

Absolutely perfect.

It is no exaggeration to say that this word exists for Blanche Erelim.

The sum of wisdom handed down from ancient times.

She who deals with the heavenly void has no weaknesses.

If her enemy is a witch who mainly uses symbol systems, she can use poisonous magic on symbols.

If the enemy is a witch who mainly uses ideas, it is enough to use magic that is difficult to interfere with ideas.

He is an unreasonable strongman who can exploit the weakest part of any opponent to his heart’s content.

In short.

It means that Shin Si-woo is an even more unreasonable strongman.

-Geeeee!

Erelim’s body, flying like a butterfly, penetrates the seemingly gapless branches of the barrier, as if twisting space and time.

An enemy attack that passes by your ear.

A risky dance move where you can lose everything with just one mistake.

A struggle between life and death that was very familiar to Blanche Erelim.

Erelim adapted to the battle at every moment.

Meaningless evasive movements become smaller, and attacks become sharper and sharper.

The Black Knight was reluctant to engage in close combat against Erelim and kept her distance, but her sheer speed gave Erelim an edge.

In a dogfight in the air where countless magics were exploding, Erelim’s wings contracted once more.

-Kwasik!

Following Shin Si-woo’s grasping hand movements, Erelim rises through the gap in the crushed space.

A pair of wings that were barely torn off.

A sharp pain, as if her internal organs were being torn apart, shook Erelim’s insides.
Erelim had an overwhelming advantage over Siu a little while ago, but now it is difficult to even approach him.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve felt this, but the feeling of inferiority in power chilled my heart.

“Ah…”

Aside from him, she is filled with awe when she sees his magic.

It is a pure respect that can be held by someone who has devoted his entire life, dozens of times the time of a human being, solely to magic.

There is something else that makes me feel even more in awe.

Just as he is assembling magic that only existed in theory and blueprints and finding and correcting problems, ‘Shin Si-woo’ is becoming stronger even at this very moment.

Magic becomes more sophisticated and greater.

Attacks become sharper and there are no gaps.

A dazzling technique that makes it difficult to even tell how many moves ahead.

Even a single hint of magic thrown away without thinking contains a greatness that a witch could make her life’s goal.

It is indeed a legacy left behind by the great Kether.

The electrifying beauty that always made us obey with admiration from afar is not reappeared…

It was also despair.

“Bloom.”

The ‘Mausoleum’, the barrier behind Erelim, is being painted over.

Like the dawn pushing away the darkness. Shin Si-woo invaded the space that was made up of her images.

As if the background were changed by the stage set during a play, the golden landscape rising from the horizon completely pushed away half of the dark green world.

The scenery is an object made up of giant gears, springs, and drilling devices.

Laplace’s Demon, the pinnacle of mechanical aesthetics where hundreds of millions or more large and small devices fit together without a single error.

The sound of giant gears clicking together is like the heartbeat of a giant that shakes the heavens and the earth.

The shape of the dusky starlight rising above the mausoleum sky was blurred by the dazzling sprinkling of light.

Erelim was originally ahead of Shin Si-woo. A gap that she could only see in the distance. It narrows at an alarming speed.

Although she had only managed to lead half the battle at the moment, it seemed that she was not far away from losing her balance.

“…”

Erelim looked.

The tombstones of those who no one even remembers anymore, only Erelim mourns and remembers.

Shin Si-woo shines brightly, as if laughing at the fact that all his efforts and struggles were in vain.

Shin Si-woo, who is just a shadow left behind by Kether, speaks.

This is reality.

The witches you cherish are nothing but remnants of the old world.

It is a twig that should have been naturally eliminated due to the limitations of the system.

Your efforts to collect and cherish the discarded things were in vain.

“No, it’s not like that.”

As if reverse regenerating a flower that had slowly bloomed, the wings of Erelim’s Akasha took the form of a flower bud.

The pure white light at the tip of the petal gathers into one point.

It was a prayer.

The despair of those who have reached their limit, the regret of those who have dedicated their lives, the giving up of those who can no longer put it off, and the laments of those who want to leave their grand dreams to future generations.〈 Br〉

However, the only thing they had in common at the last moment of their lives was pure resentment toward magic.

The remaining crystal of will soon became a light in the hands of the queen who led the outcasts.

“Be in awe!!!”

The source that existed before magic took the form of magic is aimed at Shin Si-woo.

-Slap! Slam!

Shin Si-woo responded to that.

A defensive line created as if by a gigantic mechanical device that occupies half of the world.

A barrier that seemed impenetrable, from its size to its hardness to its responsiveness, protected him.

Light was shot out.

The purest light, like the origin of the world.

What is in Erelim’s hands is not just an obsession for one person.

The weight of karma carried on one’s back is different.

Everyone has a mission. There is definitely a reason to surpass him.

We cannot make the last days of those sleeping under this tombstone meaningless.

————!!!!!

The pure white light that ran through the space broke through Shin Si-woo’s magic formula like crumbling cookies.

It blurs the edges of objects and soon the light that was erased disappears as if bleached.

Roaring sound. A broken, bouncing gearwheel. Bent axis. A tattered drilling device. Crumbling background. Shin Si-woo falling.

“I can’t lose to you. Never. “I can’t do that.”

On the battlefield, only Erelim was left muttering as if making a promise.