Chapter 359 – Thousand Years of Promise, Thousand Years of Waiting (4)

Ratatosk opens, and a man emerges from within.

Yandel Lindelheit.

He was looking up at the sky with a halo of light covering his whole body.

“Master!”
“You… !”

Carla and Elisha tried to run towards Yandel with their brightened voices, but… It wasn’t long before the steps had to stop.

Yandel’s purple eyes staring blankly at the sky. It was because his eyes, which would normally have shimmered between flirtatiousness and mischief, were dull and dead.

“… Ah.”

It wasn’t even eye contact. Even though she only glanced at it from a distance, Elisha noticed. She couldn’t help but notice.

I don’t know what happened to Yandel in the meantime… The Yandel now is not the Yandel he knew.

Worn out over a long period of time that is hard to even measure, worn out again and again, the emptiness with nothing left in the end.

If it wasn’t for the faintly exhaled breath, the sense of vitality was so faint that I wouldn’t even know I was alive.

The atmosphere where you feel insensitive to everything in the world and all you feel is fatigue.

It was because there were things Elisha knew and couldn’t feel from Yandel.

The haze-like haze surrounding him is dreamy and beautiful, but Yandel, standing in the center, feels dark as if absorbing all light.

Is this the feeling of this peculiar ephemerality of being unable to die? If I had to compare Yandel now, I would call it ashes left over from burning.

That is why, without realizing it, he stopped his steps.

Elisha doesn’t know what kind of things a person has to go through to change like that. Only her heart thumps and bites her lips.

She couldn’t even get close to her, she couldn’t even utter a word, and Elisha stood still.

But this time, Yandel looked at Elisha like that.

Eye to eye encounter.

The moment Elisha didn’t have the courage to look straight into Yandel’s dead eyes, she tried to avoid her gaze. Yandel’s purple eyes twinkled for a moment.

“To… ?”

Even while Embarrassed Elisha blankly blinks her eyes, Yandel’s blurry eyes start to come into focus.

Her gaze, which had been looking at something other than this place, was heading towards Elisha before she knew it. And a faint smile followed.

Yandel raised the corners of his mouth so slightly that it was hard to notice even with the high elf’s sensitive senses, and looked up at the sky again.

However, from his appearance, he no longer felt as dangerous as before.

The moment Elisha gathered up her courage again to say something about her. A step faster than that, she stretched out her hand toward the sky that Yandel had been looking at.

As if snatching something from above, or as if lifting something up.

Following that slow gesture, the haze-like haze that surrounded Yandel began to twinkle and rise toward the sky.

In a way, it was a beautiful sight that looked like the Milky Way, but Elisha couldn’t help but be astonished.

“No way… Magic attribute?!”

Yes. Each of those lights was highly condensed mana.

When it was still, it only sparkled beautifully, but when it started to move with purpose, it finally revealed its presence.

A strange illusion as if the whole world was surrounded by Yandel’s mana. There was no way that the ugly prosperous would be watching this amount of magical power flow.

[How?!]

As if annoying, the ugly prosperousness that swung his arms at those who came to disturb him today opens his mouth wide.

Then, he began to raise the divine power he had been saving until now.

A stream of pink air wrapped around her own head and arms, as well as the birth chamber that looked like a half-broken egg beneath it.

Ugly Prosperity has no offensive power to speak of.

However, the enormous divine power itself becomes a powerful weapon.

Something Yandel was trying to do was unusual, so he raised his strength with the thought of destroying it before it was completed.

A judgment mixed with the calculation that the present Yandel would not die to this extent and the survival instinct that it would be dangerous at this rate.

This was the right decision. In fact, Yandel gathered his strength with the idea of ​​killing the ugly prosperous, and he was fully prepared for that.

Huge palms gathered as if joining hands at a slight distance. In the meantime, the pink divine force began to compress into a circle.

Koo Woo-

A sense of intimidation, as if the space is displaced just by gathering at a high density. In addition, since the nature is a nature, it is not in the form of authority, but it even causes indiscriminate sexual excitement in the surroundings.

That’s why Iris, who was trying to break down the birth chamber by taking advantage of the moment when the ugly prosperity stopped for a while, collapsed for a moment.

It was only natural for a high elf with a strong sex drive to have low resistance due to lack of mana.

But others didn’t go that far.

Iona, who was not bound by normal sexual desire, was fine, and Helena, who was in a spiritual state where the divine power of other gods had no room to invade, was the same.

And the two still haven’t forgotten Yandel’s request.

Shaking off the pressure of the divine power that gripped the whole body, they stood up and struck a blow containing their full strength.

A huge blood spear exploded as it slammed the back of one hand of the ugly Prosperity, and the giant lion’s front paw struck it again.

Kwaaang!

A perfect pass so that the sound of a collision could be heard almost simultaneously. Of course, neither of them can inflict a single proper wound on the ugly prosperous body… The shock doesn’t disappear anywhere.

[Oh, no… !]

One hand slightly pushed out. The trajectory of the Shinnyeok Cannon, which was about to be fired, is also turned to the side.

Quagga gagagak-!

The incomparable power to melt the ground and plow the forest. But what use is it if it doesn’t fit?

Yandel didn’t care about the traces of destruction that passed by him, and sent all the last rays of light up into the sky.

The dark sky was now twinkling with innumerable stars.

An unbelievable scale, as if the individual’s magic filled the world.

Everyone stopped fighting and looked up at the sky in a daze. Because it was an unbelievable sight.

However, those who reached a certain level or higher saw something a little different.

“You really…”

The basic composition of magic is imagination and mana.

Imagination is, of course, influenced by the image of the caster, and mana is also only moved through the will of the caster, so in the end, all magic has no choice but to bury the caster’s existence.

Especially in the case of large-scale and powerful magic, there are cases where you can guess the mind of the caster just by looking at it.

The cluster of lights that Yandel has now launched. No, the feeling from the group of stars wasn’t as painful as Elisha had worried at first.

Overwhelming love and longing.

Only these two were contained.

How did Yandel count the stars and memories? How did you get through each day? What did she endure the pain for?

All of this becomes a huge flood and hits the hearts of the viewers.

A person loves someone

It may not have been intentional, but this simple yet heavy image denied the divinity of the ugly prosperity.

[Impossible! Love is nothing more than a by-product of lust! If not, I… What happened to my children…]

Ugly flourishing through the wounds of the past with a trembling voice.

Not all evil spirits were evil spirits from birth. Ugly prosperity would also have been called by a different name in the past.

She must have had her own circumstances.

But this is a battlefield. Yandel had no intention of counting that far.

Hwaaak.

Like flowers blooming, each star in the sky transforms into a huge magic circle.

The magic light that flowed from the magic circle that embroidered the sky drove away the night and illuminated the ground brightly.

And the light began to pour from the sky in the form of a burning giant sword.

Wedge-Ae-Ae-!

The giant swords that fell with bloody momentum did not miss even a single one, and all were aiming for one ugly prosperity.

[This much… !]

The ugly beomseong raised his arms while gritting his teeth and desperately began to slash the giant sword.

Although there was a lot of interference, it was in a state of recovery that was stronger than before, so there was no need to hold on to it, just by cutting it, the sword broke and exploded.

However, every time that happened, the white skin of the ugly prosperous peeled off, and red blood was unavoidable.

Punishment wasn’t great magic, but its power was at a level that couldn’t be seen as simple advanced magic.

Bang! Quaang! Bang!

Knock it off and hit it again Nearby followers were swept away by the explosion, and those who had been bothering them for days turned defenselessly and ran away, because that was all the ugly prosperous could do.

However, it was said that even in drizzling rain, clothes get wet.

The wound was only slightly torn off the skin. At best, the damage was as good as being pricked by a needle.

As it piles up and piles up, the flesh is torn away.

As time passed, the beautiful hands of the ugly flourishing became more and more tattered, her flowing blood formed her puddle, and a moan of pain flowed from her mouth, which had always been relaxed.

[Kuh…]

But Yandel’s magic does not end there. Most of the magic circles had already vomited their giant swords, but the second cast was about to begin.

Until all the mana in the magic circle is exhausted, magic will continue to pour out.

Ugly Prosperity, noticing this, gave up some of his defenses and fired a cannon with divine power.

What they are aiming for is not the magic circle floating in the sky, but its owner, Yandel. But this, too, was not easy.

– No!

The roots of the thick world tree rose from the ground and intertwined with each other many times, forming a thick wall.

Wow!

A circulating life that managed to fend off the ugly attack of prosperity despite the earth-shaking shock.

Thanks to this, Yandel was able to release all his remaining magic power without any hindrance.

A giant sword that falls on the ugly prosperous, leaving a white trail like a meteor shower. I try to block it somehow, but can’t I block the sky no matter how huge my hand is?

[Kyaaaaagh!]

The ugly prosperous hands were getting tattered, and holes began to pierce the force field wrapped in divine power.

The ugly flourishes that have now given up on trimming altogether and wrapped only his head, shabbyly rounding his body.

On the other hand, every time Yandel pours out her magical energy, life gradually returns to her dead eyes as if she is reducing the time together.

A leisurely smile hangs on the corners of his mouth, which had been stiff, and his pale skin blushes.

When Elisha finally became like Yandel, whom Elisha knew well.

The magic circle that filled the sky disappeared without a trace, and silence and darkness settled in the world again.

The ugly flourishes, barely protecting only his face, could no longer move.

Thanks to the circulating arrangement of life, Yandel, who had lost most of her memories in the time distortion and returned to her previous form, said while raising her smirk.

“Me, Advent.”

It was a belated appearance declaration.