Sizzle…!!!
In the rising smoke, the clown took a step forward.
“Haaaah…”
With a satisfied sigh, the self-inflicted wounds on the clown’s skin healed rapidly.
It wasn’t a healing spell to mend the wounds, nor did he borrow an artifact to restore his body.
The clown was merely using his own illusion to make his injured body appear unharmed.
By using illusion to deceive even himself, he blurred the lines between illusion and reality.
In the pinnacle of illusion, where it was impossible to tell what was real, there was a fleeting moment when reality was deceived.
Before long, the clown’s entire body was completely healed without a single wound.
“Ah, I seem to have succeeded again.”
The clown, as if intoxicated by himself, covered his face with one hand and tilted his head back.
However, even that ridiculous appearance was nothing compared to the shock that Lenok felt when he saw the clown.
The conversation between the clown and Antares just before the clown threw the dice, and the miracle that followed.
Lenok was also able to immediately understand the clown’s intentions.
‘Could it be? Bringing the precognitive was from the start…!!’
The clown’s method of manipulating his hierarchy was to throw dice and draw the highest value that matched it.
To acquire a level 7 hierarchy, one had to throw seven dice and get [6] on all of them.
The probability of getting the desired number by overlapping 1/6 probability seven times was, in a word, infinitely low.
However, the clown had surprisingly succeeded in drawing that infinitely low probability by using Antares’s precognition [ability to see the future].
“Did he keep using precognition until the desired dice value came out, and then pinpoint the timing…!!”
Camrodal, who was commanding the Order’s priests, also watched the scene from above with a glint in his eyes.
The 8th Apostle had also quickly grasped what the clown had done with his unique, keen intellect.
“I see the principle. If you can increase the probability up to a certain point, that’s enough?”
The clown kept using Antares’s ability to foresee the values of the dice he was throwing.
Discarding values that were off or wrong, he kept repeating the precognition until the desired result came out.
Even if he didn’t aim for the moment when [6] was confirmed on all the dice, if he threw the dice immediately after foreseeing a similar result, the probability of a good result would increase dramatically.
Thus, in a situation where he had increased the probability using Antares’s precognition, the clown had succeeded in drawing the desired result in one go.
“Hehehe, you’re all too quick on the uptake.”
Whoosh…!!!
As his wounds healed, smoke flowed from the clown’s entire body.
The rapid change in his body was raising his body temperature, and he was adjusting the boundary between reality and illusion.
However, even while spewing smoke from his entire body, the clown walked out with a leisurely voice.
“I wanted to save it as a surprise. But since your Order keeps doing stupid things, I have no choice.”
“Gulp…”
The clown’s figure casually walked past the Order’s priests.
However, the priests could no longer use spells or rush at the clown.
As if they couldn’t move even if they wanted to, they were just convulsing in place.
“Ugh… Ugh…!!!”
The clown slowly approached a priest who was trying to move his body somehow.
The moment the priest was about to clench his eyes shut and grit his teeth to avoid being caught in the illusion.
“That won’t do.”
The clown poked his fingers into the priest’s eye sockets.
Thwack!!
“…!!!!!”
“It’s already waaaay too late. Do you think you can stop my illusion by giving up your eyesight?”
His eyeballs crushed, a pain like his eyes were being burned washed over him.
The clown smiled gently as he watched the priest, his face flushed red, shedding tears of blood and convulsing.
“Triggers are everywhere. As long as your senses react for a moment, that’s enough.”
Thwack!!
His eyes were crushed and his optic nerves were set ablaze.
“There’s no need to go as far as deceiving reality, even with this-”
Thwack!! Thwack!!
The lens was torn and a thick liquid flowed down his eyes.
“You can use primal pain as a standard-”
Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!! Thwack!!
His eyes are shattered. His eyes are torn. His eyes are crushed. His eyes are mangled.
The moment his two eyes were poked and mangled was repeated infinitely.
In the repeated illusion, only the pain did not fade at all, and on the contrary, the priest’s mind became hazy.
The pain of burning his optic nerves was clearly transmitted through his brain, making his head hot.
It’s hot. It’s stuffy. I want to cool down quickly.
My head is stuffy and heavy, I can’t stand it.
Yes, I’ll feel better if I get some fresh air.
“Kkyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!”
The priest, who let out a terrible scream, struck his own head with the mace he was holding.
Crack!!
His skull was crushed and sticky contents spilled out from within.
Grayish-white fragments flowed down the priest’s face.
However, the expression on the priest’s face, who had smashed his own head, looked more comfortable than ever.
“C-cool… It’s cool…”
The priest’s corpse collapsed with incomprehensible words.
The other priests who were watching the scene around them also picked up their maces and struck their own heads.
Crack!! Crack!! Crack!! Crack!! Crack!! Crack!! Crack!!
The Order’s priests, who had been surrounding the clown, were sequentially committing suicide.
In an instant, hundreds of Order priests became corpses, dripping brain fluid as they collapsed.
A path of grotesque corpses, their heads smashed, lay dead inside the stadium’s spectator seats.
The priests who had survived next to Camrodal were staring at the carnage with stiff expressions.
“…An illusionist.”
One of the most heterogeneous and twisted heretics within the category of the Specialization System.
A demonic power that has no standards or rules in the spell itself, and is based solely on the caster’s own nature.
Miracles that can reverse reality, whatever one imagines, can also become a blade that stabs the caster himself.
Therefore, the more twisted the caster’s emotions and ideas, the more transcendent the power of illusion becomes.
And as soon as the clown recovered his illusion, he had made hundreds of Order priests commit suicide as if he were playing with them.
A bizarre result that was so overwhelming that it was hard to believe even after seeing it.
“Even priests armed with doctrine and faith are being deceived. It’s truly an absurd spell.”
Thud!!
Camrodal, who had struck down a priest who was about to commit suicide, looked down at the clown.
“It’s a power that drives you mad and kills you not long after you master it. Yet, you still survive and try to become an enemy of the Order.”
“I’m sorry too. I thought I owed the Order a debt for the well incident.”
The clown smiled and wiped the blood that had splattered on his cheek.
“But since the Order wants to make me a slayer of Apostles, how can I, as a human, refuse?”
“…”
“Let’s see, I heard that a slayer of Apostles from the Order of Mages recently died, leaving a vacancy?”
The clown, who had wiped the eye drops from his hand, turned his body towards Camrodal.
“I’ll take that remaining spot this time.”
“Does one who wields the illusion of change cling to worldly fame?”
Camrodal said that as he slowly crouched down.
“No, even that is just a mockery to deceive our Order.”
The moment the disgusting tentacles hanging from the man’s face stood up straight.
Camrodal’s entire body was covered in thick keratin, and its size swelled up in an instant.
Kwaaaang!!!
Camrodal transformed into a huge rock giant, roughly 5 meters tall, in an instant.
Camrodal, who was covered in solid rock armor all over his body, looked down at the clown with a hollow gaze.
[Then this Camrodal will break the twisted blade of the Pandemonium in this place.]
“Oh, I thought a cute octopus monster would pop out.”
The clown tilted his head.
“Why did you suddenly turn into a rock that can’t even be grilled?”
“It’s not a rock.”
Swoosh-Kwaaang!!
Lenok’s figure, which had spun around the stadium, slammed down next to the clown at an incredible speed.
Even while exchanging blows with the 5th Apostle at an incredible speed, Lenok had momentarily created some distance.
Screech!!
Lenok, who had slid several meters further from where he had fallen, said.
“He borrowed the power of the subterranean god used by the 6th Apostle. That’s just its shell.”
“Ah, I see.”
The clown looked at Lenok, who had landed next to him, with a strange smile.
“Actually, I knew it. I saw it once in the Well of the Compendium [a place where knowledge is stored], didn’t I?”
“…”
“There’s no need to ask about the intention of bringing that shell to this place. It’s obvious.”
Kuuuuung!!!
On the shoulder of the huge rock giant, an old man holding a sharp sword descended.
He was looking down at them with a benevolent smile, his head covered by the top hat he had regained.
Camrodal, the 8th Apostle, who had descended to this place by borrowing the shell of the subterranean god.
Eldrich, the 5th Apostle, who had regained his reason with the power of Ureka Naidri.
Each of them was a member of the top ten most powerful forces within the Order.
If they were determined to stick with him in this place, they would definitely be troublesome opponents.
Crackling…!!
Around the Tokerphuz Stadium, the spatial rifts summoned by the priests were growing in size.
The 10th Apostle’s scales spell, which had maximized its output using human sacrifice.
Was he planning to transfer all the living things remaining in this stadium through that?
But-
“Victor. I’m sorry, but could you buy me some time?”
“What?”
The clown smiled awkwardly and turned to look at Lenok.
“I did manipulate the dice using precognition, but this is actually a method of partially passing the backlash to Antares.”
“…”
“It’s a method of temporarily selecting and taking the desired result, so I can’t maintain it for that long in the first place.”
He had manipulated luck using precognition, so the precognitive himself would partially bear the backlash.
He knew that the shortcut to manipulating the dice couldn’t be that convenient.
Antares not directly entering the battlefield was not just a matter of position.
“It’s not that there’s no way to resolve this situation, but it’s an ability that can only be used once, so it takes some time to activate. Could you help me for a moment?”
“No, you buy the time.”
Lenok said that and raised his left hand forward.
Lenok, who had looked at the clown’s smiling face beyond the mask, turned his gaze.
“I’m going to use a large-scale spell that covers the entire stadium. You use illusion to buy time.”
“…Huh?”
Silence flowed.
In the middle of the chaotic battlefield, the two men stared at each other.
“Ah, don’t do that, just help me for a moment. It’s not difficult if you use manipulation magic.”
“That’s ridiculous. What makes you think I should trust the method you came up with? I’ll do it myself.”
“No, wasn’t I the commander in this operation? And if you’re going to say that, when did Victor become a trustworthy person-”
[The sorcerers of Pandemonium really don’t have a sane one among them.]
As Camrodal took a step, the ground all around the stadium cracked and rose.
Kuuuung!!!
[Even with that much ability, are they passing the work to each other in this situation?]
The heavy rock giant’s figure, which was moving forward while wearing the rock fragments rising from all sides.
The figure of the 5th Apostle Eldrich, who was concentrating while riding on one of the fragments.
There wasn’t much time to think about either of them.
“Well, since it’s come to this, there’s only one way. Let’s do both.”
The clown grinned and pulled up his magic power.
“Once we start, one of us will be able to survive and complete the spell, right?”
“Is that something you should be saying now-”
Kwaaaaaang!!!!
At that moment, the ground under Lenok’s feet cracked and a dazzling magical light soared up.
The rock fragments falling from the sky exploded like bombs, scattering fragments.
The fragments, which exploded like grenades, tore through the stadium facilities, constantly setting off explosions.
Clack!!
“Hup!!”
Lenok, who had drawn his magic thread, twisted his body and turned around, and the clown’s body scattered like mist.
The clown, who had appeared above Camrodal’s head, threw a firecracker into the rock giant’s mouth,
Eldrich’s sword became entangled in a bundle of magic threads, setting off a sharp sword light.
Fwoosh!! Fwoosh!! Fwoosh!!
In the midst of the fiercely flashing magical applause, the four figures intersected each other.
The giant, who had turned his entire body into rock, clapped his hands violently to catch Lenok.
The old man holding a sword clashed his dagger with the clown, who was giggling.
[Manipulator. You will remember me.]
Camrodal glared at Lenok with heavy eyes.
[The humiliation you inflicted on me in the Yorta Swamp was quite stimulating.]
The goddess Seina Naidri, whom he had met on the way to Yorta under the identity of Victor.
The existence of the 8th Apostle, who had come by borrowing the body of another Apostle to recover her corpse.
Camrodal also had not forgotten the defeat at that time.
“It seems you still haven’t remembered how your head was blown off back then.”
Whoosh!!
Lenok, who had grabbed the magic thread and landed vertically on the outer wall of the stadium, sneered.
“This time, I’ll crush you to the soul so you can never crawl out again.”
[You were the one who held Seina Naidri’s soul until the very end.]
However, Camrodal was not shaken by such provocation, and looked at Lenok with the rock giant’s eyes.
[The authority of the high priest, which was lost with the death of the 10th goddess. Do you have it?]
Camrodal’s question, which pierced through the gap in an instant.
The authority of the Order’s highest priest, which Seina Naidri had given to Lenok as she sacrificed herself.
There was still an Apostle who could guess the location of that.
“You should ask your goddess about that, not me.”
Lenok put on his mask with a cold smile.
“Surely, a ‘half-baked’ person who doesn’t even know where their own authority is isn’t acting as the Order’s goddess, are they?”
[You should be grateful that Goddess Ureka isn’t hearing those words right now.]
Camrodal, who had let out a gloomy laugh, turned his shoulder violently.
[She’s a person who won’t be satisfied even after tearing off your limbs and skinning you…!!]
The shoulder of the giant, who was holding a rock fragment, disappeared from that spot.
The rock, which was shot like a cannonball, pierced through the outer wall of the stadium where Lenok had landed.
Boom!!!
In the fragments that exploded and shattered, Lenok, who was riding on the magic thread, plunged into the rock giant’s arms.
He ran around the spectator seats at an incredible speed, and the clown and the 5th Apostle clashed.
The ground shook as the giant’s fist followed, and the magic thread was ejected and distorted in a circle.
The clown’s dagger and the old man’s bone sword collided, sliding the sword light in different directions.
Holes were punched in the outer wall of the stadium as if it had been hit by a cannonball, and the 3rd floor spectator seats collapsed entirely from the impact.
Kugwagwagwagwa!!!
In the pouring debris, Lenok and the clown’s figures crossed, and the shadows of the 5th and 8th Apostles overlapped.
In a fleeting moment, they even switched opponents they were fighting and collided at an incredible speed.
A battle where four different superhumans were exchanging spells and slashes with all their might.
In the chaotic melee that far exceeded the speed of perception, Lenok frowned.
‘There are too many variables…!’
In a high-speed battle where they were clashing 2 vs 2, it was too late to try to calculate every move.
Even if the two Apostles of the Order were like that, it was almost impossible to fight while calculating the movements of the illusionist clown.
If he didn’t rely on his intuition and depend on his instantaneous sense to manipulate the magic thread, he would fall behind the flow.
Zzzzzzzzzzz!!!
Four shadows were pushed back with an explosion.
However, even that brief respite was the result that the four superhumans had intended at the same time.
[There’s no reason to save power before the great holy war.]
Krrrrr!!
Camrodal, who had become one with a part of the collapsed spectator seats, clasped his hands together and unleashed his full power.
The moment the rock giant gathered his hands and lowered his head, pulling up his magic power.
[Sanctuary Declaration]
Camrodal declared.
[False Trampling Territory]
Kwaaaaaang!!!!
From the vast stadium walls, dozens of huge octopus legs soared up, crossing the battlefield.
A bizarre scene that instantly covered half of the stadium, which could accommodate 100,000 spectators, with huge tentacles.
The Sanctuary Declaration False Trampling Territory, which temporarily summoned a part of Camrodal’s own body into the sanctuary.
“From the moment I accepted faith, the universe within me has been altered.”
Eldrich, who was standing with his eyes closed on the constantly wriggling tentacles, said.
“But the sword within me has not yet disappeared.”
Outer World Small Universe : Heresy
[Heavenly Great Sword]
Kwaaaaaaaa!!!!
A great sword as large as Camrodal’s legs floated vertically in the sky above the stadium and rotated.
The surface of the giant sword, which was the size of a skyscraper, was covered with bumpy blood vessels that wriggled grotesquely.
A pile of tentacles covering the ground and walls of the battlefield. A giant sword floating in the sky and rotating proudly.
The two highest-ranking Apostles of the Order had unleashed their ultimate techniques almost simultaneously, consuming their mental images and thoughts.
“Ah, now that we’ve come this far, we have to go all the way, of course. Is that even a question?”
The clown, who had burst into giggles, clapped his hands and chanted.
“Self-Generated Territory Deployment.”
Fwoosh!!!
At the same time as he made a hand seal, the shape of a huge roulette appeared above the clown’s head.
At the same time as Lenok closed his eyes with his hands clasped together, a space opened behind his back.
“Summoning Magic.”
The moment eight withered hands burst out of the space.
A rain of tens of thousands of magic threads began to fall over the battlefield of the stadium.
“The Tailor of the Imaginary Dimension.”