Seogeok!!
The Elder Druid, Azelan’s head, is cleanly severed and floats into the air.
A gruesome sight, as the deer giant’s thick head seems to be forcibly ejected from its body.
However, the power within that body doesn’t stop, and it unleashes magic, swinging the spear.
“Oops.”
Kwaaaang!!
A massive shockwave, reaching dozens of meters, erupts where the young man had been standing.
The Druid’s powerful body moves violently, not losing its strength even after being decapitated.
However, the young man seemed to have anticipated such a counterattack, slowly tilting his body diagonally.
“Just how strong does one’s life force have to be to move like this even after having their head cut off?”
The young man, clicking his tongue, dodged the spear blade and reached out from behind Azelan.
Tuk!
As he caught the deer giant’s head falling in the air with one hand, blood trickled down between his fingers.
Blood gushed like a fountain from Azelan’s neck, soaking the young man’s body in crimson.
Pshooosh!!!
“Hmm…”
The young man, covered in ancient script tattoos, slowly closed his eyes as if savoring the pouring blood.
The Western Front Border Zone, where monsters kill each other in a mutual annihilation.
The young man’s presence, who suddenly appeared and killed Azelan in the aftermath of the battle.
“Druid’s blood is also famous for being full of good nutrients.”
The Yeha Sorcerer licked the blood flowing down his cheek with his eyes closed.
“Perhaps because they only eat vegetables and fruits, their bodily fluids don’t have much oil.”
“…”
“It’s said to be traded at high prices among high-ranking vampires who want healthy food, but frankly, I think it’s just a marketing ploy.”
Instead of answering, Lenok stared at the Yeha Sorcerer standing before him with a blank expression.
Azelan was a Druid with a body strong enough to survive the impact of a falling warship.
However, the Yeha Sorcerer severed his head in a single strike just by touching Azelan’s body.
Such outstanding killing power to kill a Druid who shared life force with the World Tree’s leaves in one blow.
This isn’t a simple illusion or a phantom like before.
It must be the Yeha Sorcerer himself, whom the leader mentioned and Azelan was wary of.
‘There’s almost no sign of spell activation. The movement of magic is practically instantaneous.’
It’s one thing to freely wield a cutting spell of this power, but the fact that there’s no sign of spell use is astonishing.
The moment the Yeha Sorcerer touched Azelan’s body, even Lenok’s senses only recognized the result of Azelan’s head being severed.
The moment the Yeha Sorcerer began manipulating magic, the ‘slash’ constructed by the cutting spell had already reached its target.
If it had been an attack aimed at Lenok himself, he would have reacted somehow, but he never expected him to kill Azelan right after appearing.
‘It’s unlikely that he’s the type who needs to make contact to activate a spell like the grafting sorcerer. Is it a case where he added conditions to simply increase the power?’
If he had to touch the target to use the cutting spell, he wouldn’t have been able to launch a slash when he sent an illusion to Lenok.
It’s more likely that touching Azelan’s body and cutting off his head was a geas [a magical compulsion or oath] to increase power.
Is it a geas that increases power as the distance closes or as he gets closer to the target?
“I heard you were occupying a path on one side of the Western Front and not moving.”
Lenok, having finished analyzing the Yeha Sorcerer’s spell in his head, said with his arms crossed.
“Are you now trying to take credit for killing the Druid?”
“That’s not entirely wrong. Originally, I was planning to clean up the Western Front myself and take care of the barrier…”
The Yeha Sorcerer licked his lips and replied.
“But since the Archmage moved himself, I don’t think there’s any reason for me to lend a hand.”
“…”
“I apologize if you wanted to enjoy the fight with this Druid a little longer. But even if he was left alive, it would have been difficult to get any information from him.”
The Yeha Sorcerer, holding Azelan’s head in one hand, gave a cold smile.
“The members of Larrabelle are extremely insensitive to external stimuli. It’s impossible to open their mouths with ordinary interrogation.”
“…”
“To open the mouths of the plant city, a much stronger truth serum is needed. Of course, the World Tree’s leaves would have been enough to stimulate the Druids, but-”
Puddeuk…!!
The Yeha Sorcerer’s fingers dug into the deer giant’s skull, making a grotesque sound.
Bodily fluids flowed out between his tattooed fingers, dripping down persistently.
Azelan, still having some life force left, trembled and slowly rolled his eyes back.
The Yeha Sorcerer shook his head, looking at Azelan.
“This Elder Druid won’t do. It has to be an Arch Druid who directly receives the World Tree’s blessing to have useful information.”
“You talk too much.”
Lenok tilted his head with a blank expression.
“If you wanted to say that, you should have explained it before I cleaned up the warlords and Druids.”
“…”
“Do you think that statement will sound convincing now that I’ve cleaned up the Western Front myself?”
Paah-ang!!
Lenok, releasing a thick bolt of lightning as he shook his hand, said to the Yeha Sorcerer.
“At least to my eyes, it just looks like you killed him arbitrarily to shut the Druid’s mouth.”
He knew that Azelan had no intention of cooperating with the interrogation, so it didn’t matter that he was dead.
However, Lenok had no intention of simply overlooking the fact that the Yeha Sorcerer killed Azelan without his permission.
It would be strange if there was no intention behind the Yeha Sorcerer suddenly appearing and killing the Druid, when he hadn’t intervened until now.
“Even if it looks that way, I have nothing to say… but that’s a bit unfair.”
The Yeha Sorcerer scratched his cheek with a troubled expression.
“After all, you had no intention of leaving any other Druids alive in this place, did you?”
“What do you mean?”
“As soon as you arrived at the Central Front, you massacred the Druids of Larrabelle and dismantled the Hedro warlord’s army.”
The Yeha Sorcerer gave a strange smile at Lenok’s question.
“I thought it was a great start to engrave the reputation of the Adamantine in the center.”
“…”
“The Thousand Battles you fought against. His reputation has risen so high that it’s annoying because of what he did to our alliance at the first gate.”
The Yeha Sorcerer nodded with a satisfied look, leaving Lenok speechless.
“If you, the Adamantine, are going to engrave your name in the center in the opposite direction, we are willing to lend a hand.”
“…That’s…”
Only then did Lenok, understanding the Yeha Sorcerer’s words, raise his gaze with a dumbfounded expression.
The fact that what Lenok did on the Western Front would further enhance the Adamantine’s infamy.
The Yeha Sorcerer was satisfied with Lenok’s method and was saying that he was willing to cooperate.
“Yeha Sorcerer. There’s a limit to jumping to conclusions.”
Pajijik…!!!
Lenok, stepping forward with a fierce burst of lightning, said with a cold expression.
“Did you think I would want you to manage my reputation while caring about it?”
It didn’t matter that the Adamantine’s infamy would increase by killing the Druids of Larrabelle, and that he would make a name for himself in the Central Front in a different way from the Thousand Battles.
Lenok himself had no intention of stopping or managing the infamy that was accumulating under the identity of the Adamantine.
However, he was not particularly pleased with the alliance trying to intervene while caring about that part.
Rather, the Yeha Sorcerer’s words made him suspect that it was not a hidden intention to hide his true feelings.
“I guess it can’t be helped.”
He turned around naturally, even while shaking his head as if it wasn’t the reaction he expected.
“It’s true that I didn’t ask for your permission as a guide. If you wish, I’ll fight you.”
The Yeha Sorcerer, with one hand behind his back, said, extending the back of his hand towards Lenok.
“I, too, am curious about the power of the Archmage whom the leader is trying to borrow.”
“You’re confident.”
Lenok laughed.
“Shall we see if your skills are up to par?”
Goooooo…!!
The only sound echoing through the battlefield was the sound of monsters chewing on each other’s flesh.
Lenok and the Yeha Sorcerer took a step to the side, facing each other.
The moment the two sorcerers, who had lightly raised their magic power, simultaneously stretched their hands into the air.
Buaaaang!!!!
A war tower, wrapped in intense lightning, appeared above Lenok’s head, cutting through the blood clouds.
The form of the war tower that had swept through the Western Front battlefield, massacring monsters, and returned to the front of the barrier.
The Thorben War Tower, turning the sky blue with lightning, stopped in front of Lenok and the Yeha Sorcerer.
[Sir Adamantine.]
Kugugugu!!!
Following Lyell’s voice, which echoed like thunder, the war tower vibrated violently.
Each time, lightning bolts that erupted from all sides of the massive steel fortress became vast pillars of light, striking down on the chaotic battlefield.
[I have completely disbanded the three Hedro warlord legions stationed in the Western Front Border Zone.]
Lyell’s calm voice echoed loudly through the tower’s lightning.
[Currently, the surviving monsters are unable to maintain their formations and are fleeing into the barrier. Considering the remaining power, it seems possible to pursue them, but-]
Click!!
The lightning siege cannons installed on the tower’s deck turned their turrets simultaneously, looking down at the ground.
As if a giant was slowly turning its gaze, the cannons all aimed their muzzles at the Yeha Sorcerer, who was facing Lenok.
Lyell said in a cold voice.
[It seems that the battle on this side is not over yet.]
“…”
[I will join you immediately.]
“Oh dear. This wasn’t in the plan.”
The Yeha Sorcerer, who had stopped manipulating magic, smiled wryly and raised both hands.
“Is it okay to surrender now?”
***
Kugugugu!!!
Pillars of lightning plunged down, fixing the war tower in place, and the mages began to move on the deck.
“Fixing flight altitude. Stabilizing engine output.”
“Re-measuring magic density, focusing on the lower hull.”
“Sending docking signals to the surrounding city controllers…”
“We will begin cleaning the deck and maintaining the facilities.”
They were cleaning up the corpses of monsters scattered on the deck and maintaining the smoking propulsion devices.
Mages were moving between the stairs and pavilions, preparing the necessary documents, and a mage who had installed an antenna at the end of the deck began to send signals.
Were they processing the necessary procedures to dock near the barrier while cleaning up the Western Front?
As Lenok thought this and looked up at the war tower stopping dozens of meters above, that moment.
Pajik!!
Mages wrapped in blue lightning fell towards the ground at tremendous speed from dozens of meters above.
Centered around the Yeha Sorcerer, who was standing with Azelan’s head, dozens of lightning bolts rotated in gentle curves.
They bent and spread like ripples in all directions, centered around a single sorcerer.
Kwaaaang!!!
War mages equipped with flashing spell armaments stared at the Yeha Sorcerer with stern expressions from all directions.
They slowly moved, carefully forming ranks around him, instead of retreating from the battle, even in the face of a high-ranking sorcerer of the Order Alliance.
Evidence that the war tower’s mages were accustomed to battles between high-ranking transcendents.
“Hmm…”
However, the Yeha Sorcerer didn’t even care about such pressure and raised his gaze towards the war tower floating in the sky.
He shielded his eyes from the ceaselessly flashing lightning, narrowed his eyes, and gave a strange smile.
“The operating rate of the Six Lightning Shock Pillars is only 25%. About 80 main lightning cannons and lightning siege cannons are operating. Neither the outer wall guardian spirits nor the inner light thunder spirits are even showing their faces.”
“…”
“The war tower that should be carrying storms and lightning is in a terrible state. Did you get beaten up somewhere?”
The Yeha Sorcerer’s reaction seemed to know more about the Thorben Tower’s facilities than Lenok, who had fought against the war tower and even boarded it.
Did he know so much about Thorben that he could deduce its condition just by looking up at the tower’s form from the ground?
Just as Lenok was about to open his mouth to respond to the Yeha Sorcerer’s words, a listless voice was heard from behind.
“Even if it’s in bad shape, it’s not so bad that it can’t save face against the Order Alliance.”
Kooong!!
A young-looking woman carrying a lightning blunt hammer on her back had already landed behind Lenok.
She was walking with a thud, carrying a hammer that was bigger than her own height on her shoulder.
In that instant, the Yeha Sorcerer’s smiling expression changed strangely.
“There you are.”
The young-looking woman called Ayuta replied.
She glanced back at Lenok and nodded.
“Lyell is waiting, so go.”
“…”
It was the first time they had spoken directly, but Lenok also remembered her.
One of the three mages who hadn’t directly stepped forward until the end, along with Carnis, when they fought the war tower in District 49.
Among them, the woman who used Akendrias El Thorben’s lightning blunt.
He had never heard her story separately, but if she was treated the same as Carnis, she must be quite skilled as well.
“You’re planning to go to Kundara, right?”
Ayuta turned to the Yeha Sorcerer and asked.
“I’ll keep this creepy guy here, so hurry up and finish things.”
“It seems you know the Yeha Sorcerer.”
“We used to.”
With those words, Ayuta didn’t answer any further.
She only slowly narrowed the distance towards the Yeha Sorcerer, holding the lightning blunt hammer.
Lenok, leaving Ayuta’s figure behind, immediately raised his magic power and headed towards the war tower.
Kooong!!
As he landed on the deck, retracting his armored wings, he saw a long passage revealed below the stairs.
As he headed towards the corridor dotted with blue light, receiving the mages’ silent greetings, Lyell was waiting.
“Adamantine.”
“War tower summoning spell. You succeeded in making it on time.”
Lyell nodded at Lenok’s words.
“Since so many Archmages have gathered, I thought it wouldn’t be impossible if we used the power of the Thunder God’s Hall as a medium.”
The reason he took out the Thunder Emperor’s Key before summoning the war tower was not just to amplify the power of lightning magic.
The Thunder Emperor’s weapon, the Heavenly Thunder Gun, which was the embodiment of the Thunder Emperor’s power, was a power taken from the sanctuary of the Thunder God’s Hall and a medium connecting the sanctuary and reality.
Therefore, Lenok succeeded in summoning the war tower, which used the power of the Thunder God’s Hall as its engine, by using the act of bringing the Heavenly Thunder Gun into reality as a catalyst.
“It wasn’t exactly as I had imagined, but I’m glad things worked out well. It wouldn’t have been possible without Maze’s help.”
“Is Oliviera awake?”
It had already been a day since Oliviera Ron Maze had asked for space to awaken her magic eye.
In the meantime, they had been attacked by the Hedro warlords, crashed into the Druid’s forest, and fought a large-scale battle at the Western Front barrier.
It wouldn’t be strange if it felt like much more time had passed for her.
Lyell nodded at Lenok’s question.
“She did help us, but she said she doesn’t want to meet anyone except you, Sir Adamantine.”
“…”
“Please go in.”
Lyell nodded as if he understood, leaving the silent Lenok behind.
“You can deal with the Western Front and the Druid’s matter later.”
“I will.”
Following the direction Lyell was guiding, he headed towards the VIP room where Oliviera was waiting.
The moment he walked through the dark corridor filled with blue light and opened the door to the VIP room.
Oliviera, with her hair down, was sitting quietly alone by the window.
“…Oliviera.”
“The Druids and the Order Alliance’s intervention.”
Not the Six Harmonies Resonance that vibrates magic, but a voice that resonates directly.
Oliviera, pulling down her veil with one hand, slowly turned her gaze.
“You haven’t even arrived at the Outer City, and it’s just been noisy every day.”
“…”
“But you weren’t the type of sorcerer to act rashly like this with just one or two anomalies.”
Her eyes, which flickered behind the veil, had a slightly different light than before.
The magic eye of the Seven-Colored Treasure, which had been emitting a subtle rainbow light, was now emitting a more solid and mineral-like glow.
It was a detached color that made one suspect that her eyes had actually turned into jewels.
Just as Lenok was about to say something about it, she crossed her arms and slowly tilted her head back.
“Explain with your own mouth what happened.”
“I met the leader.”
“…”
Oliviera’s gaze, which had been silent, flickered intensely for a moment.
Lenok, seeing her reaction, slowly sat down on the chair opposite the bed.
“I received a proposal in his glass garden.”
Lenok then briefly explained the conversation in the glass garden.
The attack of the Hedro warlords, the betrayal of the Druids, and the fact that the Yeha Sorcerer appeared late under the leader’s orders.
“The Yeha Sorcerer is a sorcerer who is highly regarded even within the Order Alliance.”
Oliviera, who had been lost in thought, said.
“I heard that he plays a role in balancing the alliance. It’s no coincidence that such a sorcerer was involved in this incident.”
“…”
“It’s highly likely that the leader sent the Yeha Sorcerer to you was not just a simple act of goodwill.”
Oliviera, glancing at Lenok, asked.
“At the point you’re telling me this, you must also have some idea, right?”
“It must be because of the celestial spell.”
“Yes.”
Oliviera’s expression, looking down at the ground through the window, turned cold.
“If you’re planning to go to the Outer City at this time, you must know that you have to use the celestial spell to twist the barrier…”
“…”
“From the beginning, the Order Alliance was planning to use the pretext of helping us get to Kundara to confirm whether we had the celestial spell.”