Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Chapter 465

Where Promises Intersect (7)

After sending Chen away, Lennok closed the door and stepped onto the grass where the coffin was.

A slow noise echoed as he carefully pushed back the dusty old coffin lid.

Awesome... ... !!

A glimpse of a faint crack deep inside the worn coffin.

It does not simply stay in one place, but is wriggling little by little and changing places from the inside.

Lennok knew it wasn’t just a blemish on the coffin, it was one of the few cracks left in the world.

The fundamental reason for the existence of the Pagoong Fort and the rift in the world that is still protected by it.

Although not large enough to connect directly with the open sea, it was sufficient to observe, study, and understand the basic aspects of the world.

After dealing with the Apostle Walter Martinez, Lennok was here to improve his understanding of time and space and get his hands on how to deal with it.

‘I couldn’t properly understand the sense of manipulating time.’

“... ... .”

If it was now, would I be able to get my hands on the sense of the timeline that I had given up then?

It may not be impossible. The gap between Lennok, who had killed the apostle at the time, and Lennok now, was so difficult that he could not even realize it himself.

But even though Lennok understood that, he didn’t intend to touch the timeline right away.

It was only after I had reached this point that I could take a step forward and look back before I could understand how delicate and relative concept time is.

I can be sure because I have taken Archangel Tears once, which restores the condition of the body.

An ability that is absurdly fruitless for the resources it must invest, and which is both unjust and dangerous.

It’s clear when you consider that even Pandaemonium’s King didn’t really like manipulating the timeline.

At this point, there was a high possibility that he would get angry if he acted hastily.

That’s why Lennok cleanly brushed off his lingering attachment to time manipulation, which he hadn’t had yet, and focused on what he originally wanted to do.

I ran my fingers through the cracks as if I were touching them, and let my magic power and consciousness flow deeply through them.

keying... ... !!

A closed world where the cycle of cause and effect has stopped. A very faint crack in that world.

However, if even a very small crack exists, can it be concluded that it is really closed?

In that sense, the handbook’s well, which plays the role of a [gateway] directly connected to the open sea, was no different from a very strange concept in Lennok’s eyes.

Even if there are not just one well, but several such gateways, why do ascenders all say that this world is closed and waiting for the end?

Does the flow of cause and effect, once stopped, not circulate through the gateway?

‘It’s a meaningless question.’

As long as there is no clear knowledge about the flow of cause and effect or the existence of a gateway, only curiosity leads to bite the tail.

Lennok was quick to organize his thoughts and stick to his original goal.

In other words, this is a cross-section through which the foundations of the world can be observed, and in a way, it is a passage leading to the open sea.

Of course, with Lennok’s stature and size, he couldn’t send or bring anything into a crack that wasn’t even a needle gap, but seeing it was different.

After fixing the left eye and unfolding the purple magic eye, the shared vision is pushed into the crack.

At the same time, Lennok’s consciousness flashed in an instant, and he felt as if he was far, far away.

keying... ... !!

“Ugh... ... .”

Even the moaning that I inadvertently uttered slowly gets swept away by the flow of time.

Between the gaps in the cracks that move much slower than consciousness, they slowly form hand signs and increase their mana.

ugh... ... !!

Along with the bizarre sensation of boiling mana being assembled and piled up like blocks, a noise resounded one after another as if keys were being matched.

On the achromatic waves prepared in this way, Lenok’s own image is poured little by little.

[Expanding the magnetic field: Observing the divergence point]

Wow!!!

At that moment, a void erupted from beneath Lennok’s feet, covering all of Beecher and raising a huge dark cavity.

A dark void where no light can be seen.

Only the ripples of golden light spreading under my feet and the image of the coffin next to it were left behind in the void.

From the moment the area was deployed, Lennok slowly stood up, fully realizing the mana consumed like crazy.

Since awakening the magnetic realm for the first time, this is practically the first time that the realm has been developed without an opponent to defeat.

The reason for projecting the image once more at this point, leaving behind numerous formidable enemies and difficulties, was not elsewhere.

Gyebaek’s last geas, which even the clown himself, who led the plan, did not know in detail.

‘Challenge the ascension once again.’

Why did Gyebaek throw himself out of the well without hesitation the moment Gias woke up to challenge the ascension?

A call as if searching for someone invisible. Even though Lennok is right in front of his eyes, he doesn’t seem to be aware of it.

At that moment, the number of letters projected on the inside of the kaleidoscope increased in an instant, increasing to hundreds and thousands, covering the inside of the kaleidoscope.

[You don’t keep your promise, where is my name?] I defied a great will. I’m hungry. I’m so cold. I curse you

. Intense letters that fill up and pour out.

With that power alone, the boundary line of the rotating kaleidoscope twisted black and convulsed as if letters were about to jump out.

supportive... ... !!!!

“Damn it... ... !!”

A strong and terrifying thought, as if it were about to overwhelm and invade my head at any moment and eat me up.

Lennok finally understood the meaning of the strange phenomenon unfolding before his eyes and gritted his teeth.

It is not just letters that voluntarily break through the power of the kaleidoscope and try to jump out.

A collection of wills that are too powerful and transcendent are just projecting their will as if creating something out of nothing between empty spaces.

This is not the result Lennok himself expected or expected.

He raised all his remaining mana and fully developed the imagery. In an instant, he regained control of the kaleidoscope, rewinded it, and restored it.

This space is a magnetic realm embodied by Lenok’s own absolute will and image.

It’s rather strange that Lennok can’t control it with his own power, once he’s got his hands on it.

The kaleidoscope twisted in a dull black light returns to its original state, and the landscape inside begins to return to its original state as well.

As if they had noticed the fact, the letters reflected from the inside vomited out an incomprehensible battle.

[Don’t go.]

[Why are you going?]

[I’ve already dropped it off, why isn’t it there?]

[Something’s wrong, something... ... ]

Kiki... ... !!

Closing the door of the kaleidoscope completely and canceling it is a burdensome task that is many times more burdensome than deploying it.

The moment Lennok’s remaining mana was exhausted and the door to the fork was barely closed, the development of the magnetic field ended and Lennok’s body was thrown onto the grassy field.

fluff!!

“Woo-wook... ... !!”

Swallowing the nausea rising from within, Lennok lost his balance and collapsed.

The fingertips that touched the edge of the rift are pale and cold.

Lennok muttered quietly, looking down at the traces of emptiness left on his fingertips.

“No... ... .”

Even though the divergence was opened using the rift as a catalyst, Lennok himself is not visible.

Instead, what lies beyond the kaleidoscope is the unknown thoughts of desperately searching for someone.

Who the hell were they looking for?

Who was the one who sang with resentment, hatred, affection and wonder, despair and lamentation?

Even though Lennok didn’t want to know, he already realized.

Lennok, who chose the possibility of the open sea as a turning point, was no longer there.

All that remains is the countless emotions and debris created as a result of that.

This is the first time this has happened, even though the divergence has been observed several times.

Is it because Lennok, who went outside the world by choosing the turning point of the open sea, is already dead?

Or is it because the possibility already exists in reality, not in the future?

“... ... .”

A terrifying horror. A fear that is different from death but comparable to it.

Unexpected possibilities that you vaguely know about but never want to think about.

“Damn it... ... .”

Grinding his teeth and getting up from his seat, Lennok came out of Beecher and took out his cell phone.

“... ... it’s jenny There are people I want to find.”

[Is that the story you talk about on the phone in a month?]

Hearing Jenny’s voice muttering absurdly, Lennok laughed helplessly.

“May I ask?”

[...] ... Wait a minute, there’s a customer before that. Do you want to come to the bar first?]

“What?”

Jenny whispered over the receiver with a slightly troubled expression.

[Aris Richellen is looking for you. I think she has something to tell you.]

The drug-consuming genius wizard episode 467