Chapter 355 – Libra (11)
If the ugly prosperity put most of his divine power and followers on the scale… Shouldn’t I also upload something corresponding to that?
“Help me!”
In the process, we just need the help of life that circulates.
… Really?
Anyway, I wonder if you heard my voice like this, suddenly thump! A huge tree trunk fell from the sky with a sound.
It was Ratatosque that led straight into the World Tree.
“Get on quickly!”
“You really ride?! Is this okay, Master?!”
“Anyway, our attacks can’t hurt you! And even though the barriers have fluctuated, the castle walls are still intact! Yggdrasil isn’t going to collapse right now, so it’s okay!”
“That… Are you running?”
Starting with Karla who tilted her head, everyone in the party was pushed into Ratatosque, and I finally got on and closed the door. Then Ratatosk departs immediately.
As I was breathing lightly, I saw an ugly prosperous arm knocking on the long barrier from far away.
Doesn’t the pink light shoot out more? Maybe it’s burdensome to blow up the divine power in a state that hasn’t been fully born yet.
The faith of Shinto is the source of divine power. It is said that it is a belief obtained by half brainwashing, but even the evil spirits cannot escape from this major premise.
Therefore, the ugly prosperity that consumed most of the followers to protect the birthplace may have enormous divine power right now, but it will become weak for a while after consuming all of it.
Of course, no matter how weak he is, it would be extremely difficult to deal with a god who had descended as his body, and he must have calculated that he could take this opportunity to destroy Alfheim and use the captive elves as seedlings to increase his followers again.
In other words, it is an attitude that all you have to do is break the seal and succeed in perfect Advent.
What… I couldn’t help but naturally scatter the power of enchantment around me just by existing.
When the elves who were enchanted by this came out of the gate on their own feet and approached, they seemed to devour them without hesitation.
Even at this moment, a large hand grabbed the staggering elf and threw it into the crack of the birth chamber. Soon after, a new face was added to the surface of the birth chamber.
Strong people who have a certain tolerance try to block it somehow, but breakaways continue to appear.
And there’s no way the cultists just let this golden opportunity pass by.
Although there are only a handful of troops left, only the high priests or those comparable to them remain, so in a way, the elite guys rush at them.
Confusion spreads in an instant. In the end, there was a large number of defectors, and by sacrificing them, the speed of releasing the seal of ugly prosperity would be even faster.
I only took out one arm, but while sighing at the completely turned upside down charter.
Iona sneaks up on her and drives her fangs into the nape of her neck.
Up
The feeling of vampirism, now accustomed to, shifts my consciousness from the outside to the inside of Ratatosk. In that state, Iona pursed her lips, and she said.
“So what? Is there any way?”
“… Jujutsu is also good. Well, to begin with, I have a method in mind. I have one problem.”
“Problem?”
“I need some time. Other people have to take that time instead.”
“Aha? Aha? So you’re asking us to risk our lives? What way… Will you tell me later anyway?”
“Yes. After a while, I have to explain in front of the circulating Lord of Life and Prime Minister Milone, so I explain at once.”
She nodded her head once and gently closed her eyes in the drowsiness and pleasure of being vampiric.
It didn’t take long for Ratatosque to reach the inside of the World Tree.
***
“Have you thought of a way to escape?”
“Yes?”
As soon as I got off from Ratatosque, I headed towards Milone’s office. She said that without taking her eyes off the battlefield in her air.
“Thank you for what you have done so far. I have no intention of forcibly holding on to it… Nidhogg will be difficult to use anymore. It is a facility that takes more power than expected, so it is difficult to give it up right now.”
“Yes?”
“But I can give you a map. As long as you somehow get out of the great forest, you will be able to use the space teleportation magic, so it’s too early to give up.”
After saying that, Milo snapped her finger and pulled out a large piece of paper from a drawer with telekinetic magic.
Looking closely, the entire Great Forest was written in great detail, and it was an artifact that could identify the current location.
“Now, wait a minute. We didn’t come here to run away. I have come to bring down the ugly prosperity.”
“… Yes?! Really?!”
High tone, different from Milone’s calm voice. It was really out of the blue, out of the blue, but these were the words Nariel shouted as she crawled out from under Milone’s desk!
“Your Highness the Queen? Why there…”
“Don’t get me wrong. Duke of Lindelheit.”
Only then did Milone take her eyes off the screen and continued her words with a serious expression.
“My desk is designed to be used as a shelter in case of emergency. All kinds of protection magic and stealth magic are applied, so Her Highness is even more safe…”
“It is rather good. I want to see the circulating life right now, so will you open the way, Her Highness the Queen?”
“To?”
Milone groaned and blankly blinked her eyes. She looked as if she was asking if she meant it.
In place of such a chancellor, Queen Nariel nodded her head in an unusually sharp voice.
“Of course you can! Go now!”
… But nothing really happened under the desk, right?
I was very curious, but I couldn’t bear to ask because of the atmosphere.
***
It seems that it is holding up well, but the ugly prosperity is knocking on the barrier.
It is said that there is no time to follow small procedures.
We headed straight to the upper level of the World Tree, and Nariel contacted the circulating life in the meantime.
She was able to reach the Sanctuary of Cycles of Life in less than five minutes, perhaps thanks to that… Their gazes met with light green eyes that were looking this way with concern.
“I need help.”
“Okay. Now that things have turned out this way, only you, Yandel, have to live somehow…”
“No. Isn’t that what you mean by helping me take down the ugly flourish?”
“… It’s impossible.”
Pity lingered in her eyes full of resoluteness at those words, and her voice also became cautious, as if persuading me.
“Yandel. I know you’ve been through a lot, and you’ve got the results. But this time things are different.”
“I know.”
“No. I have no idea. There is a huge gap between the deities pushed in. It doesn’t mean that you simply lack power or something like that, but literally, the level of existence itself is different. That’s why you have to be at least a sword master or archmage to be able to injure the body.”
“I know that too.”
“… Then why do you say you’re going to knock it down? Are you waiting for the Empire to send you a sword master? Or are you thinking of calling in a barely breathing archmage lying in the basement of the academy? Either way it will be difficult. Even if it comes this far, the ugly prosperous will be released from its seal in the meantime.”
“That makes sense.”
“Just in case, I’m saying that the sword master and the archmage can only hurt you, but it doesn’t mean you can win. Even a child can hit an adult, but it is extremely difficult to fight and win.”
“Do not worry. I intend to take down the ugly flourish before it is fully born. I am no one else.”
“…”
At this point, the cycle of life that leaves you speechless and frowns.
I guess I don’t understand why I’m like this. In fact, I also think it’s a bit crazy. But what if there is no way?
If you have to defeat the ugly prosperity, it must be the weakest now.
If more time passes, we, who are not yet ready, will have no way to oppose it.
I took a deep breath and made up my mind. Then he continued his speech toward the circulating life.
“I don’t know if you’ve seen it before, but I can give a small scratch to the ugly prosperous.”
“… I saw. But at best, it’s like being pricked by a needle. Don’t you still see that that’s not enough?”
“That’s right. But if there are thousands or tens of thousands of needles instead of just one or two, the story will be different.”
Realistically, that’s impossible. Just using one Furnishment is enough to do everything, and after casting it once, you need to recover your body for a while.
However, in this world, realistically impossible things often happen. Aurora and magic here. And because God exists in the world.
It’s not a miracle, it’s a real miracle.
“A time warp passage installed on the way up here. What is the maximum acceleration multiplier for that?”
“No way… ?”
“If you’re not prepared enough, you just need to take the time to prepare more.”
“This is nonsense! The time distortion is a trap to prevent intruders. You cannot gain enlightenment and grow in it! No, it’s impossible to even build mana! Distorted time is much more difficult for absolute right time to interfere with right time!”
“However, it would be possible to replace life force with magical power.”
“… Yes?”
“And the circulating life-sama is the one who has recovered the most divine power among the good gods.”
“…”
Have you finally figured out what I’m trying to do? The complexion of the circulating life, which had been frustrated, turned white.
“Therefore… If I supply you with life force, will you convert all of it into magical power? How many years until you fill all the required amount?”
“Exactly.”
“I can’t stand it… How could someone do that… If you’re a wizard, you know that, right? How much pain follows in the process of converting life force into magical power. On top of that, if the magic from earlier was enough to inflict a fatal blow on the ugly prosperity… It won’t be over in a few years, will it?”
“I’ve never had enough mana, so I haven’t experienced it, but everyone says it hurts a lot.”
“Then… !”
“But what can I do? There is only one way.”
I’ll say it again, the ugly prosperity is tilting the balance at the risk of everything oneself without thinking about the aftermath.
Shouldn’t I also put something corresponding to it in order to return the scale that has already been biased?
“Help. … Mother.”
It’s just a story.