Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 805

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Chapter 805

Incarnation Ceremony (7)

The incarnation of the guru and the priestess of the church recognize each other’s existence beyond the spirit world where the senses do not exist.

The image of the incarnation staring at the priestess without a word and the figure of the priestess standing in a daze.

Lenok raised his magic perception and stared at the two spirit forms without a word.

Because Lennok knew what it meant to show the priestess his incarnation.

And the priestess, she seemed to understand everything with that alone.

[...okay.]

No surprise, no anger, no fear, just putting her hands together and praying.

The prayer was directed not to the fire body standing in front of her eyes, but to someone else.

[All right. If that’s what you mean.]

(...)

Leaving behind the avatar that looked over her wordless priestess, she slowly turned her gaze to Lenok.

[Using my supernormal ability, I will bring you beyond the spirit world to the infinite world.]

When the priestess said so, the spirit of the guide surged from within her ring and stood in front of her priestess.

The incarnation that protects Lennok, and the spiritual bodies of the guide and priestess standing on either side of it.

Three spiritual bodies, each with a different presence and brilliance, surround and protect Lennok.

[The vast flow of souls located in the spirit world is Yorta’s karma... The abandoned souls that failed the Mangwiya journey accumulated and built the sea of grudge.]

After putting the spiritual body of the guide in front of the priestess, she put her hands together and began to pray.

[That’s why I’m planning to cross the spirit world by building a new night trip here, centering on the presence of the guide.]

At that moment, the spiritual body of the guide began to move beyond the waves of the soul.

With several commanders following behind, it moves against the immeasurable flow.

Cuguaguagua!!

Although the wave of souls that have confirmed the impurity is trying to erase the existence. The guide’s spirit began to radiate a stronger and clearer will.

The priestess stretched out her hand toward the guide and said.

[If the spirit of the lost guide is used as the starting point of the ritual, and the night travel is reproduced here again-]

Keyiing!!

Slowly, the number of spirits following the guide begins to increase little by little.

Dozens to hundreds, hundreds to thousands.

The spirits that have fallen from the other side of the waves of souls flowing beyond the spirit world follow the leader as if possessed.

In an instant, countless souls lined up to build another flow.

oh oh oh oh!!!

It seems that the singing voices of the souls are resonating in my deafened ears.

Souls who wandered in the spirit world without any intellect gathered together following the guide and made a huge procession.

The moment I made and opened a new road in this spirit world where I couldn’t even feel any sense.

The five senses that I thought were lost beyond the spirit world began to return.

Whoaaaaaa!!

Before he knew it, Lennok was standing on a huge bridge that glowed with the light of his soul.

A bridge of the soul that exists as a meaning and standard beyond the vast void where it was impossible to get an inch ahead.

What builds that bridge is the very existence of the military spirits who endlessly walk and sing along with the guide.

A pier built in the hope that it will connect the material world and the other side of the spirit world, and become the answer to the next one.

That was the purpose of Yoreta’s night trip to Mangwi.

Fire!!

The moment she stood on the bridge of the faintly shining spirit and looked around, the priestess’ spiritual body landed beside Lennok.

[Go away.]

“...a priestess of the church.”

Lenoch looked back at the priestess without saying a word and shook her head and let out a laugh.

“It’s not a talent allowed to humans. You say you are born with the qualities of a priest, but can you reproduce Jorta’s night travel to this extent on the spot?”

It is the spirit of the guide that builds the bridge of souls and guides the night journey, but only the priestess Seina Naidri’s power initiates and governs the night journey ritual.

Gathering thousands and tens of thousands of souls to build a huge flow and reorganize to become one meaning.

Organizing intangible ideas and procedures that cannot be explained in words into real laws and implementing them in the form of consciousness.

However, I didn’t even think that it would be possible to imitate and reproduce even Yorta’s night travel, not the cult’s ritual.

The priestess of the church, and the talent of a priest who presides over all the ceremonies within the church.

It was an overwhelming and desperate talent to the extent that it could act not only for the church, but also for all other ceremonies.

The priestess raised her eyes for a moment at Lenoch’s words and looked at the soul bridge she had created.

[As the Grand Inquisitor explained earlier, the Church and Yorta had the same thing in mind for a while.]

“...”

[Apart from the nature of the Night Trip, its form and method are somewhat similar to the cult’s ritual.]

Saying that, the priestess slowly moved her step onto her leg.

She said [Since she followed you around the city and witnessed the failure of her nocturne, she can imitate it, albeit crudely.]

“that....”

It is not at a level that can be explained with the humble words of being crude or copying.

Innumerable candles sway precariously on the floor and walls, illuminating the surroundings.

Far from feeling the presence of people, it is a lonely and quiet space as if no one has touched it for a very long time.

This is an ancient sanctuary that observes the flow of all curses on the continent. You mean the inside of Yoreta’s Mugan?

The appearance of the cathedral as if it was built to offer prayers to someone.

The shape of countless candles placed in it.

Lennok, who was walking slowly into the cathedral, stopped and looked at the candles lighting up the surroundings.

[Orocne’s Weakness]

[Maldion’s Aging Curse]

Beneath the quietly flowing and melting candlesticks, each one had something written on a small nameplate.

[Headwing Elder Sar’s Resentment]

[Contamination of Edmund’s Transfer Consciousness]

[Onion’s seventh soul seal]

“...”

Ominous words written on each candlestick nameplate.

Not just a curse, but the shape of a concept defined by all sorts of negative language, such as resentment, regret, and contamination.

The candles with nameplates burn with different sizes and lights, slowly illuminating and lighting the cathedral.

The spiritual body of the priestess, who had become much more blurry than before, muttered behind Lennok.

[All the candles lighting up this place... refer to the curse observed in the dark.]

Countless candles lighting up the cathedral.

Are each of those candles the result of embodying the curses observed at the boundary between the material world and the spirit world?

Lennok gazed at the candles in silence, then picked up a slow pace and began to run through the cathedral.

If this sanctuary is observing and reporting all the curses and resentments of the continent, the curse of metamorphosis must also exist somewhere.

The curse of metamorphosis placed on the guardian spirit beast. Should I just find the name and blow out the candles?

The moment Lennok thought so and inadvertently moved toward the center of the church.

Fire!!

Under the chapel of the vast cathedral, I found something surrounded by countless candles and stopped my steps.

Woooooo!!

A huge black throne surrounded by countless candles, emitting soft light.

The size is so overwhelming that one would mistake it for a sculpture tens of meters in size, as if it were made for a giant, not a human.

In the deepest part of that huge throne, a man sat leaning weakly as if he were about to collapse.

“...”

A thick chain of dozens of souls tied to the body that had been reclining as if asleep.

A thick chain that could be used when docking a ship bound the throne in all directions and connected the entire space of infinity.

Tens of thousands of amulets were densely covered over dozens of chains, building a strong seal that could be felt at a glance.

[...Here you are.]

The monologue of the priestess who looked at the figure as if it were tied around her neck.

When Lennok heard that, he was now certain of what he was facing.

The scenery I checked once while peeping into the darkness beyond the memorial tower.

The form of a corpse left as if it were engraved in the space itself, even though it was so static that time seemed colorless.

Ascendant coming.

Lennok finally came face-to-face with the corpse in the center of the Cathedral, the Sanctuary of Infinity.

[Finally, the promise we shared... Dear?]

The appearance of Lennok, ignoring the words of the priestess and moving towards the corpse of the arrival.

Lennok raised his consciousness as he walked to the place where he could see the remains of Dorae hidden behind countless chains.

ugh!!

The incarnation of Lennok, which came out according to that will, stood right in front of the remains of Dorae.

[What... are you trying to do?]

“From the moment I saw the incarnation, there was one thing I had to do when I faced the remains of the arrival.”

Sensing a hint of sinfulness in her, Lenok immediately answered the priestess’s question.

“This is to see if we can give meaning to the remains of the arrival here.”

[...What does it mean to give meaning to dishes...?]

Lennox didn’t answer.

Instead, as if responding to the will of the caster, the pale incarnation slowly took the place of Lennok and started walking towards the arrival.

The moment when the incarnation that casually passed between the chains of fog stood in front of the remains of the arrival and raised its gaze.

Faaaaaa!!

The incarnation disappeared as if it were soaked into the remains of the arrival.

[...!!!!]

The priestess held her breath at that completely unexpected reaction.

Lenoch watched it with his arms crossed and nodded his head.

“...”

The remains of an Ascendant whose eyes were closed as if asleep.

Those heavy eyelids began to tremble and move slowly.