Chapter 1228 – #288_Fable (2)

#1222

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“Wow, shit. I’m screwed.”

Once I understood it.

The fact that this is probably the most reckless and stupid thing I’ve ever done in my life.

From the moment you start climbing in search of a completely new path, feelings and doubts come to you every moment.

Is this really true?

Wouldn’t the methodology so far have been the best way?

Would it make sense to throw away everything you’ve built up and try something new?

The path Siwoo wants to take is to give up calculations and rely only on intuition to build up magic.

This road is full of paradoxes.

It is a series of terrible paradoxes.

This is because magic is not ‘magic’ that embodies transcendent mystery, but a science.

Just because your mindset changes, the fixed and immutable truth does not change at the same time.

Therefore, to create magic using only intuition without the intervention of computation, which has been expected so far, involves looking up at the sky and looking down at the ground at the same time.

Forgetting the format and keeping the format.

It’s like having to walk on the road without going off the beaten path.

Is it really possible to truly create something from nothing with the intuition of a single human being?

Siwoo doesn’t know the answer.

I don’t know, but I have to move forward, so even though I stumble precariously, I just take the next step resolutely.

Erelim is the owner of the ‘Heavenly Void’.

This empty record originating from the mausoleum allows us to view the magnetic magic possessed by witches who have completed their succession.

Therefore, there was no type of magic that Blanche Erelim did not know about.

Even though we judged that the magic handled by another ‘Shin Si-woo’ could not match the wonder, we were able to understand its personality and lineage.

However, even Erelim could not fully understand the magic of Shin Si-woo, which was constantly being fabled.

What is the archetype, what does it manifest and how does it manifest? I can only guess very vaguely.

Every time the magic field fluctuates around Shin Si-woo, as if he is trying to break through a cocoon and sprout wings, the magic he uses becomes more unfamiliar.

-Quang! Kwaaang!

Shin Si-woo runs dangerously through the pouring magic.

A lightning strike at an angle shatters his helmet, revealing his bare face.

Even though his life he had almost been lost just a moment ago, he was still just looking into the distance.

What on earth is he doing?

Where is he looking?

Why do I feel so intimidated that my hair hurts?

Why did he approach without being shot down even though his skills were so lacking?

Erelim swallowed many questions.

Reclaiming her former sharpness, her intuition, her reached the realm of foresight, and her decisions were made simultaneously with judgment.

She shouldn’t give Shin Si-woo much time.

It is the urging of instinct.

-Wow!

Akasha’s wings fold.

Riding the vibrations of space that occurred at the same time, her body was launched in a straight line toward Shin Si-woo.

There are two grounds for this act.

Using ‘light’ that is not yet well-controlled from a distance is a futile effort.

Erelim is able to select the opposite magic by ‘analyzing’ the opponent’s magic, but his current magic is an original whose original form does not even exist in the void.

In that case, I would rather compete in close combat.

In general, it is common knowledge that witches are weak in close combat, but among the magic she uses, there are a variety of magnetic magics exclusive to melee.

Magnetic magic that automatically sets the path or awakens the group.

The reason he was able to twist Shin Si-woo’s spear strike with the technique of hwagyeong and pierce his heart by sending out dimensional vibrations with a dimensional vibration was because he had mastered this kind of magnetic magic.

-Keeeee!

Erelim’s wings her vibrate, spinning in infinite loops and amplifying her magical power her.

A pure white sword bloomed in Erelim’s left hand.

Instead of being scattered elsewhere, the concentrated power was placed entirely on the tip of the sword, and the tip of her sword danced in an elegant straight line.

Half moon period.

A witch who was the first to combine magic with swordsmanship incorporated her magic into magnetic magic.

She smiled with satisfaction after splitting the hole-like moon in the black sky with one swing.

The blade, as clear as the moonlight, penetrated not only the gap in the weapon but also the gap in perception, and the moon shone without even knowing that it had been cut.

Geomro, who contains the image of a split and tilted Banwol, penetrates into Si-woo, who is falling into a trance.

The timing, the power at your fingertips, and the smooth progression as if you were cutting through the night sky all foreshadow a certain outcome.

However.

Erelim was making a fatal mistake.

The reason she was able to stick her sword into Si-woo’s chest the other day was not because Erelim was ahead of Si-woo in close combat.

At that time, Siwoo was rushing with the intention of winning the game before everything was discovered in the heavenly void, and he also did not expect that Erelim had magic based on swordsmanship and martial arts.

-Thunk!

“What are you doing?”

The moonlight that shone so brilliantly shattered and scattered like a glass mirror.

The sword, which was moving towards the heart with utmost cleanliness, bounces off the hilt of the spear that coils like a snake, and half of Erelim’s body is completely empty.

“… !!!”

An attack as fruitless as twisting a child’s wrist.

As Erelim’s eyes filled with astonishment tell us, the strike he was proud of, which he swung in a state of enlightenment, was canceled out as if blocked by an insurmountable wall.

The enormous power that captured the vibrations of the dimensions intact was also guided as Si-woo had hoped and flowed to the wrong place.

A result like this should not be considered difficult.

Like Erelim, Siwoo had the magic ‘Penacea Contract’ that allowed him to use all the weapons in the world in the most optimal way.

However, if Si-Woo then and Si-Woo now fight based solely on spear skills, Si-Woo then wouldn’t be able to touch a single hem of Si-Woo’s clothes now.

Enlightenment gained through teachings from the war god Eloa and the sword spirit Rinne.

Siu’s secret that he acquired after risking his life in battle.

There is a vast gap that cannot be overcome by Erelim’s swordsmanship her, which merely follows her older brother her.

So much so that Siwoo, who was devoting more than half of his consciousness to the ‘fable’, blocked it without even paying much attention.

-Ujik

The price of the mistake came immediately.

The tip of Siu’s spear, which dispersed Erelim’s offensive, pierced Erelim’s left bank like a fluttering leaf.

Terrible pain as if the pain nerves were all boiling over.

It is not just a spear, but a red branch optimized for destroying the very structure of the spiritual body.

However, as a result of building a tight defense system and adding it to autonomous defense, the spear blade and distortion were prevented from penetrating into the brain.

This can also be said to be a possible comparison since it is Erelim.

“Huh… !”

Erelim closed one eye and tried to widen the distance, shedding literal tears of blood.

Ah.

My brain is bubbling like a furnace.

New enlightenment begins with dissolving the old, and it feels like a volcanic eruption is occurring inside the skull as the pain of breaking down and the joy of creating innovation are mixed together.

But if I had to say which one, I feel good.

Like getting very drunk while enjoying good drinks with good people on a good day.

Even the moment of awakening, which would have resulted in irreversible death if the spirit of improvement as a scholar and the spirit of inquiry as a witch were not met, was accepted with exhilarating pleasure in a trance.

That’s why Siwoo was quite insane.

Unfiltered words flow out of my half-open mouth.

“Hey, lady, are you leaving already? Let’s play some more. Does that little prick in the eye hurt? A person who tries to kidnap someone else’s golden daughter pulls it out just because he or she is a little sick. It’s so fucking ugly.”

Nevertheless, Lelim persistently tried to stretch the distance she had easily allowed.

Indeed, instinctively.

The goal is to hold Erelim at an advantageous interval until this agony and fable is over.

-Whoop! Whoo!

“Three thousand misfortunes! Three thousand breasts! Three thousand breasts! Run away somewhere! “Show me your pussy!”

“… ?!”

Even though Erelim found it difficult to control her pain, she somehow managed to build up her defenses.

Erelim’s redefinition and mixture of the witches’ defensive line, which was considered the most powerful throughout the ages.

Shin Si-woo beats on it frantically, like a possessed batter.

Every time, a dull shock wave that made her bones shake scattered in all directions and shattered her battlefield.

“Sobbing… Heuk Si-woo was a bit lacking, but… He was a good guy though…”

Shin Si-woo suddenly lowers his head and his body starts shaking.

“Heuk Siu’s enemy! I just can’t forgive you! No, actually, that’s forgivable.”

When I looked up again, he was smiling heartily.

He had an expression that was out of self-control, like an addict who had taken too much of his drug.

“But you’re going to take my daughter away? Did this fucking bitch turn around? Hey! Uh? Even though I am an expert on kidnapping in Amman, do you think I would do that to my daughter?!”

“I feel so sorry for you. It was the same with Amelia, it was the same when dealing behind the scenes with Lydia, and it was the same with the war. Now that I think about it, wouldn’t the nickname Witch of the Head be more appropriate? “Please consider it seriously.”

“Why do you suddenly want to make it a draw? Yes, absolutely not~ Go back~ Don’t change it~”

“There is a crazy witch who challenged Demon King Shin Si-woo to a close combat? Cancer, absolutely not.”

As if this battle is so enjoyable, he raises the corners of his mouth to the point of bursting into laughter and shouts or mutters incoherently crazy lines.

“Kiyathouu! Ahhh! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Absolute flexibility. Don’t get hung up on formulas. True freedom lies in enlightenment. Do not resist, but go with the flow. Do not follow the flow, but go against it again and again. The gnosis that co-evolves at every moment will set you free.

It must be based on something, not nothing. Implicit art? Structural flexibility? The act of throwing away what you have learned and reflecting on something new? No. “It shouldn’t be like this.”

Bulging.

Shin Si-woo’s magic field fluctuates again.

His prayer changes as if he is shedding another layer of skin.

“You say you need to break away from formality, but you end up stuck in a pun again. It’s like putting true freedom in your mouth and then going back into the prison of language you created yourself. The limits of language are the limits of the world. Therefore, those who want to transcend the world must first overcome the limitations of language.”

Shin Si-woo’s eyes shone coldly and he asked in a low voice.

“Don’t you think so? Duke of Erelim.”

Erelim could not understand anything he said.