Drug-Eating Genius Mage

Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine, Chapter 793

Yoreta’s Prophet (7)

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In the quiet fog where only the light footsteps can be heard.

Lennok was walking quietly through a hallway filled with hazy fog that made it impossible to see even an inch ahead.

In this place where even the light does not shine properly, only the backs of those who are silently leading are barely visible.

Lennok followed him in silence, then glanced slightly to the side.

woo oh oh… … !!

A view of a huge tower with strong winds blowing. The distant appearance of the ground reflected under your feet.

The land route of Yorta, which consists of several steps, and the headlane river that crosses between them are reflected intact.

At the same time that Lennok mentioned Mangwi-ya, the memorial tower was successful in bypassing all procedures and entering.

Right now, they were on their way to meet the great heroic spirit who resided in the upper floors of the tower, the requiem.

“How much longer do I have to walk?”

Lennok asked bluntly, and quietly took out a papyrus from his pocket.

“I think I walked for more than 30 minutes. I should know the time.”

“…….”

The reaction of the guide who just walks without answering anything.

It wasn’t surprising, since I hadn’t heard a word from Stenberg since taking over.

Lennok, too, did not wait for an answer and took out the book of experiences from his pocket and opened it.

At the time of entering the memorial tower, the writings of the experience were being filled with more meaningful phrases.

=The memorial tower, which was built as a result of the Mangwi Night Trip, continues to rise in height.

=The undead demons remain to guard the tower and manage the process so that it can continue.

=The old spirits of the requiem were calling this the work of building a bridge.

Yoreta’s trip to Manguya. The meaning of the grand plan planned for ascension in the oldest city.

The fact that it is the process of building a bridge by gathering all the spirits and bodies of this world is a bar that I was already aware of while dealing with Onion.

What’s important is where the concept of ‘bridge’ begins and where it goes.

Makina’s Ascension Gate was not connected to the next world, but to the second world that had already been destroyed, resulting in tremendous side effects.

If so, what is this memorial tower that was left after the failed trip to Mangwi continues to be built up for?

Lennok found a way to enter the memorial tower as soon as he entered Yorta in order to confirm that fact.

The only thing left to do is to find out the secret by using the various items obtained before coming to Yorta.

‘The ring of the guide. Onion’s ghost ship. Ethan’s memoirs… … .’

Looking back at the tools remaining in his hand and his actions so far, Lennok laughed bitterly inside.

‘It must be difficult to return to Yorta as Victor.’

Rumors must have spread by now about how Lennok came to this city, as he used a lot of shortcuts to get into the memorial tower quickly.

Given the closed atmosphere of Yoreta, the possibility of passing the checkpoint again as Victor seemed quite low.

But Lennok quickly dispelled that thought and organized what he had to do next.

In the first place, I had no intention of prolonging this trip in Yorta.

If possible, finish the business as quickly as possible and follow Kaise’s trail again.

Kaise Bajour and Alkaid. A black consumer project that the two started together and ended in failure.

Where is the ending of the project that said to find the answer by collecting all the failures in the world?

After all, you won’t know unless you find Kaise’s body.

‘Yorta and Kundara. It is certain that there are traces left in either city.’

Lennok was lost in thought as he glanced at the words floating on the papyrus.

‘If possible, it would be better to check the space here as much as possible before going… … .’

At that moment, for the first time, a shrill voice came out of the guide’s mouth.

“Arrived.”

thud!!

The shape of a huge door on the other side of a dark hallway.

The guide stood dead in front of the door, still not showing his face.

“If you leave after the meeting, I will guide you on the way out again.”

“…….”

“Find the right direction and come out. If you get lost, you won’t be able to get out of this tower forever.”

“Not mind.”

Considering the fact that the memorial tower continues to increase in height in real time, this is not a story to be overlooked.

Lennok replied, slowly passing the guide and grabbing the doorknob.

Inorganic jet black. The feeling of a hinge that turns softly apart from the hard touch.

Clap!!

The moment he opened the door and stepped inside, Lennok realized he was standing in a large circular room.

Nine doors surround the circular room, and nine tombstones darker than jet black stand in the center in the direction of the door.

Roaring!!

The moment I entered the room, a faint flame erupted from the top of the tombstone, lighting up the room softly.

A low shriek rang in Lennok’s ears as he stared blankly at it.

[Come closer.]

“…….”

Lennok walked slowly to a platform in the middle of the nine tombstones.

Without saying a word, the nine flames flickered as if observing Lennok carefully.

Are those spiritual bodies rising vaguely from the top of the tombstone the old spirits that make up the requiem?

A weak and vague presence that is unbelievable for the leaders who manage all of Yoreta.

While Lennok was lost in his thoughts, one of the spirits spoke quietly.

[Doesn’t seem like a type of magician that Onion would like. Even though you have awakened your spiritual talent, you already have too many talents.]

“…….”

[The master of pandemonium. We answered your call today… … It is because the promises made a long time ago are so intertwined.]

It seemed that the spirituality of the heroic spirits turned bitter in an instant.

[Even after the night trip is over, the promise remains… … We are trapped in the flow of time, unable to move forward and wandering.]

Looking at the Madrich Onion and the ring of the guide, is it reminiscent of the Mangwi Night that existed a long time ago?

It seemed that the words of the spirits of the requiem were not directed towards Lennok.

“The fact that this memorial tower is still raising its altitude is proof that it is building a bridge to ascend to heaven.”

Lennok ignored the Heroic Spirit’s self-talk and spoke first.

“But in this world where there is no next, why haven’t we finished the night tour yet?”

[…….]

Lennok asked.

“Using this bridge of the soul that you guys call the memorial tower, where are you trying to reach now?”

Perhaps it was because he was poking into Yoreta’s secret so deeply, the answer to the question did not come easily.

It was a long time later when one of the heroic spirits answered.

[Where is the person who assumes failure from the start of wishing?]

“…….”

[I believed that an answer would surely exist at the end of the road where all spirits and bodies were gathered and connected to meaning.]

The heroic spirit spoke to the silent Lennok.

[You qualified, but you didn’t get an answer, so you too had the same long-cherished wish as we did that day.]

Do you want to say that Lennok’s situation is the same as before?

The moment Lennok shook his head at the message he couldn’t relate to, the Heroic Spirit muttered.

[The Night Trip to Mangwi isn’t over yet, but that doesn’t mean it’s continuing.]

Roaring!!

The power of the flames rising above the tombstone became a little stronger.

[After one failed night trip, our resolve was lost and the door to infinity was firmly closed. Only contracts that are worse than none remain in place.]

“…….”

[So, sorcerer, if you want to get anything from this city, you will have to follow the proper procedures that match our promise.]

Did he already know that Lennok had been trying to contact the spirit soul for the purpose of infertility from the beginning?

However, despite knowing that, the spirits of Requiem seemed to have no qualms about Lennok’s actions.

Maybe even those feelings have become stale in the passage of so long time?

Or is it worn out enough to forget everything except the first long-cherished wish?

However, instead of delving into the ambiguous reaction of the requiem, Lennok put on his hood and spoke coldly.

“You talk nonsense like a Heroic Spirit with only will left. Do you think you can hide Yorta’s disgrace with such vague words?”

[…….]

“If you called me to the memorial tower in response to the message, it must be because there is something you want from the requiem.”

With eyes shining through the mask, Lennok looked back at the spirits surrounding him.

“If you want to make a deal, present the terms clearly. What do I need to do to reopen Mugan and enter it?”

The reason why Lennok was brought to the memorial tower in Requiem is not because the spirits are friendly to Lennok.

The decisive battle against Madrid Onion. The owner who obtained the ring of the guide.

It must be because of the two causes and effects that Lennok obtained, there is something that fits the purpose of the requiem.

At least as Victor, he didn’t have to walk a tightrope to check his liver, knowing that clearly.

The spirits of the requiem seemed to be troubled for a moment at Lennok’s words, then vomited a much clearer cry than before.

[If you are chosen by Onion, you will be able to resume your night travel by using the guide’s spirit.]

The eyes of the nine Heroic Spirits all turned to the ring Lennok was wearing.

[Since the spirit of the guide has returned, it will take a new body to awaken its qualifications.]

“…….”

[Find a person who handles incarnation wine and ask the guide to save the body.]

“… … Incarnation’s sake?”

[Then, as you wish, you will be able to find out what exists beyond the infinity… … .]

Are you saying that you will open the door to infinity by entrusting the spirit of the lost guide with the role of leading the night trip again?

After hearing that, Lennok realized what the deal the requiem was offering him.

An incarnation ceremony that is extremely rare even within Yoreta.

The act of constructing a new body for the soul by using the divine energy that is constructed by materially embodying the other self of the caster.

In exchange for entrusting it to Lennok, did you mean to open the closed door and give him a chance to enter?

rattle!!

Without waiting for Lennok’s answer, the flames of the heroic spirits slowly burning on the tombstone were extinguished one by one.

At the same time, the circular room suddenly became dark, and nine doors swung open at the same time.

Looking at the quiet tombstone, Lennok chose the door he entered and walked out without difficulty.

The attendant, who had been waiting behind the door, walked right away with his back turned to Lennok.

“The way out is over there.”

“…….”

I’ve been talking to the guide to get information all the way to the requiem, but so far there has been no harvest.

However, there was a more unusual writing than expected in the travelogue, which I read with a feeling of not expecting it.

=The guide of the memorial tower is not a living being, but it is not a machine that carries out a set order.

=They have become part of the tower as commanders and have a lot of lingering attachments to their lives.

=When I talked about secular stories, I was able to naturally distract them.

Lennok stared at the book of experiences, then slightly looked away and opened his mouth.

“Do you know the weather outside Yorta lately? The weather has warmed up and the flowers have bloomed.”

“…….”

“In a little while, the seasons will turn around and the rainy season will come. If the swamp is flooded, the headlane river will be affected too.”

“…….”

“It seems that the managers working at the dock are having trouble securing space on the ship every time-”

The moment when Lennok threw a few more words as an example with the guide not responding.

The guide suddenly opened his mouth.

“I, too, used to work at the docks outside Yorta.”

“…….”

“Even when I removed the petals that piled up whenever the weather changed, I didn’t really hate it.”

The guide seemed to be slowly opening up his words, then continued to mumble, biting the tail at what he had said.

“I miss those days when all my senses were alive. Now I’m obedient to this dark tower and I’m doing my duty, but a long time ago-”

As I look back at my past memories, I seem to have already temporarily forgotten everything around me.

The moment when the guide’s monologue filled the silent hallway and even erased the sound of their footsteps.

Chow!!

Lennok immediately hung a magic spell on the window on the other side of the hallway and jumped out.

Shoot!!

The tower’s outer wall was made up of countless streams of military spirits, like waves.

After chewing and swallowing a painkiller, Lennok immediately stretched out his magician and started climbing the outer wall of the tower.

The destination is a huge void that does not reveal anything located on the top floor of the memorial tower, infinity.

coo coo… … !!

Lennok, who had entered the stairway hallway where he could see Mugan with the naked eye, took out the papyrus without hesitation.

= Infernal to observe the flow of all curses in this world.

=An inviolable sanctuary where the Mangwi Night Trip fails once and even access is not allowed.

=After touring the whole of Yoreta and dealing with the fallen Mangwi, I fell into the eyes of the requiem and got my hands on the entry records of the tower.

Ethan Bajour hinted in his memoirs that he visited Mugan once and overcame his talent in the process.

If so, how he was able to enter the darkness, the process must have been recorded in his travelogue.

Regardless of the deal with the requiem, Lennok knew that if he did well, he could enter Mugan right here.

=The fact that I was able to confirm by visiting the memorial tower several times is that it takes time to enter the realm of emptiness.

=The mangwi that guards Mugan is so cunning and clever, it’s not easy to break through that boundary.

=But if it was just to peek beyond the darkness without being discovered, there was an easier way than I thought.

= It is to put a curse on oneself and observe the flow of the curse from beyond the darkness.

“Put a curse on yourself… … .”

Lennok smiled bitterly as he read the memoir.

=The meaning of Mugan’s existence is to observe the flow of all curses that exist on this continent.

= Then, I can make myself a target of curses, recognize the flow of curses generated inside Mugan, and replace them with consciousness.

=I used this method to look beyond the barrier several times without being caught, and obtained a way to enter it.

It is an unconventional idea to force awareness of infertility by destroying oneself rather than intervening in the borderline to peep into infertility.

But Lennok knew why Ethan Bajour was able to choose and use such an idea and method without hesitation.

A being born as the son of Kaise, possessing the talent of the reverse and not living long.

Since he had no inspiration for his own life and time, wouldn’t he have been able to achieve his desired purpose by using himself as a tool instead?

click!!

What Lennok took out from within the shadow robe was the shape of a dagger with an exceptionally twisted blade.

An artifact containing several types of curses obtained from Soryu, a member of Pandemonium and the prince of Kavahim.

Lennok looked down at it in silence, then slowly inserted it into the back of his hand.

The moment he sensed the tingling pain and the magic of the curse flowing into Lennok’s body.

Lennok created magic with all his might and began to observe the fluctuations in his will that he could feel beyond the infinity.

Woooooo!!

Lennok’s will, which transcends his five senses, synchronizes with the flow of curses newly created beyond the infinite.

Connecting the lines of the senses that originally did not exist, he squeezed through the narrow crack in the door and began to peer into the other side as if bringing his eyes.

Right after I inadvertently thought that it was similar to the supernormal ability of revelation used by priestesses.

Lennok stopped breathing for a moment as he checked the landscape reflected in the distance.

“…….”

In the darkness, where there was nothing, sat a man whose entire body was dyed black.

A huge and splendid throne that was too large for a man’s physique.

No life response was felt from the body of the man leaning limply on the throne.

A quiet force, as if it were buried in the flow of time, as if it had been left dead a long time ago.

However, Lennok caught his breath when he sensed that the strength and will he felt from the corpse had reached an unbelievably powerful and dangerous level.

Those are mortal corpses, not remains.

The body of a transcendental person who has surpassed the seven tiers of self-modification and reached a higher level.

The conclusion of a challenger who has obtained the qualification to challenge the ascension and, as proof of that, has a status equal to that of the world.

Yoreta’s Memorial Tower. An infinite void that observes the flow of all curses on the continent.

In that sanctuary where only the formless flow of curses was to be observed, the body of the ascendant was kept.

The moment Lennok realized that and wriggled his stiff fingers.

“Oh dear.”

A voice echoed from behind.

A white-haired young man in a white robe. A strange figure standing like a ghost with his hands behind his back.

The existence that once blocked Lennok when he tried to look into the infinity using the priestess’s revelation.

“There have been many daredevils who tried to peek beyond the infinity, but the second one entered with a curse on himself.”

He smiled bitterly at Lennok.

“Couldn’t you make an excuse that you got lost and came all the way here?”

“… … That sounds like something I should ask him. Yorta’s Mangwi.”

At the young man’s eerie question, Lennok turned his head with a hard expression.

“Why are the bodies of the Ascendants stored beyond the infinity?”

“Well, asking me about that is absurd in many ways.”

Mangwi smiled and shook his head.

“Because that’s something we left behind from a deal we made with a failed savior a long time ago.”

“… … what?”

“I’m sure there are people who know that better than we do.”

The Manki’s gaze was accurately directed at the spiritual body of the priestess standing behind Lenok’s back.

“Isn’t that so, priestess of the church?”

[…….]

Seeing the priestess who didn’t answer, the demon muttered mockingly.

“A new vessel prepared for the incarnation of the Savior you serve. You must have come to Yorta to check that right away, right?”