The moment the second hand of the pocket watch pierced his temple, Kaise’s reverse magic activated.
Wham!!
Feisha’s image in front of him distorted, then shattered and scattered.
Beyond the cracks, like a broken window, Feisha, with a surprised expression, turned to look at him.
The image of the factory ablaze overhead, as if the explosion just now was a lie. It was falling, but still far from crashing.
Kugugugu!!
Conversely, from the other side of the theme park, the launchpad structure rose again. The propellant that had begun to ignite was burning, violently shaking the entire restricted area.
A sense of déjà vu, as if experiencing something once before in a slightly different way.
“An illusion……?! No!!”
No ordinary illusion could deceive Feisha in the first place.
If 견뢰 [Gyeonroe, a term implying a powerful and unyielding force] was an illusionist capable of deceiving Feisha, the battle would have been decided long ago.
Feisha, who quickly doubted and denied that possibility, rapidly searched her memories for a clue.
Feisha’s future sight aptitude was confirmed, and the ringing sound that echoed just before Tatiana called Lenox.
Keeing!!
The sound that repeated regularly until the moment she was certain she had subdued and defeated Lenox.
A noise similar to the annoying ringing that echoed whenever the 교단 [Gyodan, meaning ‘religious order’ or ‘cult’]’s priestess appeared.
Feisha’s eyes turned fierce as she quickly pieced together the faint clues in her memory.
“It was a revelation!!!”
“To be precise, it was forcibly rewinding and amplifying your future sight ability.”
Lenox said, dusting himself off as he stood up effortlessly.
“It seems you’re using it quite well, but the more ambiguous the aptitude, the easier it is to confuse foresight with reality.”
In the battle against the 10th Apostle Amrita, who had stolen the priestess’s power, Lenox had once imitated her revelation ability in combat.
Imitating the revelation ability in his right eye’s magic eye, he had gained the upper hand in a battle that went back and forth between reality and the future.
His understanding of and ability to interfere with foresight, built up while fighting Amrita, already surpassed Feisha’s.
That’s why Lenox used his magic eye to forcibly cause Feisha’s future sight to go berserk.
Immediately after, he alone used Kaise’s reverse magic from beyond the future sight to return to reality.
This was only possible because Feisha’s future sight was not real, but rather a degraded version using the spirit’s power.
Maintaining the future sight rampage meant that Lenox himself couldn’t attack Feisha again, but as a result, there was a greater gain.
“With this, your future sight is sealed. Now that you’re aware of the possibility of confusing it with reality, you won’t be able to use it in battle anymore.”
The initial goals when the operation began were two.
To recover the satellite engine and save the mages, and to capture Feisha Grisban alive.
At this point, with Feisha’s return faster than expected and the plan going awry, they had to shake Feisha to achieve both goals.
Lenox recognized this and, immediately after the initial battle, activated Kaise’s pocket watch to agitate her and cause confusion between foresight and reality.
He succeeded in doing so, even blocking the future sight that Feisha had shown.
Feisha, having understood that Lenox could intentionally confuse reality and foresight, would no longer be able to use that owl-shaped ability.
However, Feisha seemed more enraged by the existence of the pocket watch Lenox used than by the fact that her ability was blocked.
“To try and mock me by wielding his keepsake like that… to dare tamper with our memories…!!!”
Feisha, trembling with a ghostly glint in her eyes, bit the shaft of her spear.
Feisha, with her hands on the ground and standing on all fours, lowered her posture.
At that moment, the spirit of the owl with bloodshot eyes shattered, and the spirit of a reindeer with strangely large antlers soared up.
Saaaak!!
The beast, with a low, ghostly sound flowing beneath its feet, whispered.
“I’ll kill you.”
Bang!!
Feisha’s figure scattered green light through the ruins of the theme park’s souvenir shops.
With a grotesque reindeer with more than ten antlers floating behind her, she alternated between leaping on all fours.
At first glance, it seemed inefficient, but its speed and change of direction were a step ahead of the sound.
Dududududu!!
With a long spear in her mouth, each time she leaped on all fours, evidence that she had surpassed the speed of sound scattered like a shockwave.
The aftereffects alone crushed the rusted shopping center buildings and dusty statues, instantly catching up to Lenox’s fleeing figure.
“You talk big, but you’re busy running away.”
Squeak!!
She twisted her wrist against the ground and bounced off. Following her inverted shadow, the spear in her mouth rotated.
She scattered dozens of terrifying slashes like crescents indiscriminately.
Dudududu!!!
While Lenox dodged the flashes raining down like rain, Feisha laughed.
“You were like that when we first met too. Is testing the waters all you mages know how to do!!!”
Bang!!!
He compressed dozens of shields and rotated them to deflect the slashes. A dangerous technique that increased the rebound force by specifying the impact area.
But even so, he couldn’t block Feisha’s slashes even three times before they were shattered.
Drrrrk!!
The shields protecting his entire body were shaved off in an instant, but Lenox didn’t waver.
For a mage to engage in close combat, they must be able to abandon spells they have already chanted.
The judgment to discard even carefully crafted magic for a fleeting exchange. High-speed chanting comparable to the reaction speed of a physical combatant.
If these two things were not in place, they wouldn’t even have gone to the battlefield in the first place.
Lenox lightly dusted off his hands and instantly layered dozens of shields, replying.
“Don’t worry. We don’t have much time.”
He looked up at the launchpad, shining brightly in the distance.
Acrid smoke flowed from under the launchpad, vibrating as if alive and scattering flames.
Kugugugu!!
The air trembled as if it would burst out at any moment, burning the built-in propellant.
At this point, when Dead Rise and the Magic Tower had begun preparations to launch the jointly produced satellite.
However, the most important Phoenix Plate to operate the satellite was in Lenox’s hands.
If the satellite were launched as it was, it would be like throwing away expensive garbage into the atmosphere.
Just as Lenox had to win against Feisha before the satellite launch began.
For Feisha, it was a time attack to steal the Phoenix Plate and insert it into the engine before the launch preparations were complete.
From the moment this battle began, neither of them had much time left.
“Let’s start right away.”
He implanted a thought in his mind and injected magic power. He raised different magic eyes in both eyes simultaneously.
Kiiing!!
The purple magic eye rotated, and the realm of possibilities began to be visualized beyond his vision.
At the same time, he borrowed the power of revelation he had stolen from Amrita with his right eye.
Lenox’s hands, which had unleashed different lights, moved, and he added blue lightning to the pouring green spear strikes, cutting them down.
Dudududu!!!
The twisted, rotating lightning and the deer’s spirit intersected, piercing straight into the ground.
The neatly arranged paving stones, streetlights, and stone pillars disappeared into dust, splitting the old shopping district in half.
Kwadudududuk!!
Lenox’s thunder overwhelmed Feisha’s tactics head-on, smashing her into the ground.
In contrast to before, the overwhelming exchange ratio didn’t even allow for a proper exchange of blows.
As if seeing the reindeer’s speed and agility a step ahead, he unilaterally trampled and crushed her in the gap between the future and the present.
“Kuhak!!”
Her ankle was twisted and shattered by the white lightning that flashed beneath her feet, and the impact sent her figure crashing through the shopping center buildings.
But even with her bloodied body, Feisha burst into laughter.
“Khahahahahat, good!! Let’s get serious now!!”
[Uooooo!!!]
The reindeer floating behind Feisha was replaced by the spirit of a bear.
But its shape was not that of an ordinary bear, but a black bear with three heads, dripping blood all over its body.
Feisha’s counterattack, possessing the spirit of a beast close to a monster.
Eujijik……!!
Following the hand wielding the spear, the air was crushed, scattering a sonic boom.
She trampled all of Lenox’s counterattacks head-on and slammed his body vertically into a gyro drop.
Kwaaaang!!
The supports of the attraction, which could carry hundreds of people at once, broke like straws from the impact alone.
While Lenox, who had summoned a carapace shield, was catching his breath, the figure of the spear wielder, laughing like a ghost, landed in that spot.
[Ghostly Strike: Roaring Sound]
Kwaaaang!!!
Before the shockwave could even dissipate, a surge of magic power flashed and soared.
Electrodes, flames, and spear blades collided, and acceleration that surpassed every moment followed.
Feisha’s movements, which almost simultaneously caught up to Lenox, who was retreating to reduce the recoil.
Apart from her reaction speed and agility, what was truly amazing was the spear strike that crushed the air every time she swung it.
Thud!!
‘Heavy……!!’
Even when using the Apostle’s carapace shield to block it, he could feel the fragments of the shell being faintly crushed.
An enormous, unbelievable force that was hard to believe came from a human.
So strong was the force that every time she unleashed a brown shockwave, it felt as if the surrounding gravity was bending.
Jijijik!!
He set the impact area close to his prediction. It was dangerous even if he suppressed the attack by mixing it with a counterattack.
But even so, Lenox was holding out until the last moment, constantly watching Feisha’s spirit.
A reaction that seemed more concerned with the changes in the spirit that appeared behind her than with the attack itself.
Feisha seemed to notice this immediately, her eyes gleaming.
“The reaction right after the spirit change was incredibly fast. I thought it was because of your eyes, but it wasn’t.”
Kagagak!!
The spear, held briefly between her ribs, rotated violently in the hands of the ghost wielder.
The spear blade, distorted like a spiral vortex, became a flash of light and exploded.
The Viking next to the gyro drop, caught in the aftermath, collapsed entirely.
Kugugugu!!!
Feisha, who landed on the debris with more than half of its back torn off, asked.
“You know my ability, don’t you?”
“……”
Instead of answering, Lenox rubbed his eyes and slowly stood up.
The spirits used in the chase and the frontal battle were different, and the spirit possession technique used different combat methods by changing the physical specifications.
As Feisha said, Lenox already knew about this martial art.
“I used to pick out promising guys in this city and teach them this technique.”
Feisha frowned, as if recalling a memory, and muttered.
“Who could it be…… there weren’t many who were foolish enough to fight someone like you, yet learned well enough to have their abilities estimated……”
“You don’t seem like the type to prefer having disciples.”
Lenox opened his mouth as he slowly loosened his body.
“It’s surprising that you even thought of passing on your martial arts to someone else.”
He quickly tapped various parts of his body and checked for broken or crushed areas.
This was the second time Lenox had met Feisha, but he didn’t think she was a good teacher or martial artist.
A type that had no interest in inheriting their martial arts or teaching their inner thoughts.
A warrior who was engrossed in momentary interest and pleasure, chasing after volatile pleasure and not thinking about the consequences.
There were geniuses who achieved far greater accomplishments than others because they were engrossed in the inspiration that burned and disappeared.
The ghost wielder Lenox had seen was a madman at the extreme end of that tendency.
Feisha Grisban was not a good martial artist. She was just a superhuman who was unimaginably strong.
She probably wasn’t a good teacher either, but she was a superhuman who could teach powerful techniques.
Why would someone like her, who seemed to have no interest in anyone other than the people she was going to kill, have disciples?
Feisha laughed.
“It wasn’t something I wanted to do. When that person was alive……”
At the same time, her voice dropped sharply.
“……they often made us do things like that.”
Feisha, staring at Lenox with the gaze of a beast about to pounce.
With abnormally dilated pupils, she slowly muttered, her eyes rolling like she was possessed by a ghost.
“Ah, that’s right…… I remember. There was a big, older guy. He used a spear like me.”
“……”
“He was fast at learning even though he was old, so I stuffed a few ancestral spirits into him. It was him.”
Feisha gave a sinister smile.
“Beck Clinton. You’ve fought him, haven’t you?”
Without waiting for an answer, she nodded her head on top of the Viking.
“I thought he had run away, scared of the central front, but he joined a messy organization called Sigger Bang and was embezzling funds from the main legion.”
A chilling murderous intent flowed from behind her.
“It’s a shame. If you hadn’t killed him, I would have personally cut off his flesh piece by piece.”
“……”
Why Beck Clinton, who started as a member of Dead Rise, was working for the Sigger Bang gang.
Was it because he had betrayed the legion and embezzled the supplies they had left behind?
The moment Lenox smiled bitterly at the belatedly revealed truth.
“If you know my abilities, there’s no need to hide them anymore.”
Immediately after Feisha muttered coldly, the number of spirits behind her increased to two.
[Kkigigigik……!]
Next to the grotesque bear figure, the spirit of a huge bald eagle soared up, spreading its wings wide.
A grotesque shape with bloodshot eyes and a gaping beak with human teeth growing out of it.
A winged beast.
The moment Lenox recognized the incongruity and pulled up his magic power, Feisha’s figure disappeared from that spot.
Kwaaaang!!
When she held the long spear shaft with both hands and spun it, a fierce wind burst out, lifting Feisha’s body into the air.
Flying through the air as if swimming on the flow of the air currents, she unleashed a madly rushing, high-speed spear blade.
Kagagak!!
Using the scattered wooden planks of the Viking as supports, she changed direction dozens of times in the air, wielding her spear.
The patterns of attack and defense, which flipped altitude and direction, multiplied dozens of times in an instant, and the rushing gusts of wind stirred and collided with the magic.
Splash!!
The ground cracked, crushed, and sank beneath Lenox’s feet, who had been pushed to the edge of the theme park lake in an instant.
Floating on the lake was a roller coaster rail that was heavily rusted and formed a geometric shape.
Thud!!
Each time Feisha, who was standing upside down on the rail, took a step, Lenox, who was standing on the opposite side, took a step forward.
Boooooo……!!
Each time Feisha moved her spear, the surrounding wind swirled, shaking the entire space.
‘Lift control. Is it a method of drawing in and manipulating the flow of the atmosphere?’
Lenox’s gaze, watching the storm raging over the lake, turned cold.
“I know that Dead Rise started with Kaise and eventually split.”
Lenox said, calmly rubbing his eyelids.
It had been a long time since he had opened both magic eyes at the same time, and it was taking longer than he thought to adjust.
The magic eyes themselves were, strictly speaking, an ability close to a natural talent.
However, Lenox had poured his transcendent magical talent into his optic nerves, artificially awakening the magic eyes he wanted.
Apart from the magic eye awakening, manipulating the ability required a knack different from magical talent.
Until now, he had been focused on controlling the magic eyes that reflected different concepts, but once he got the hang of it-
“If it’s about flying ability, I happen to have a good item myself.”
“……What?”
Clank!!
Armor wings that had burst out from Lenox’s back flapped greatly, pushing his body upward.
Lenox’s body soared, creating a huge ripple on the surface of the lake, and instantly clung to the curved roller coaster rail above his head.
And Feisha’s expression, which had been half-doubtful, hardened the moment she confirmed the wings that Lenox had spread.
Because she knew that the armored wings he was using were the equipment of Gilleon Miles.
“Is it a familiar item?”
“That bastard, from earlier, whose item is he using……!!”
Feisha muttered as if spitting out the words, and as she crouched down, sharp air currents swirled around her.
But Feisha’s expression, which seemed like she was about to pounce, changed slightly, and then her momentum suddenly subsided.
An attitude as if some thought had crossed her mind.
“……You. Who are you?”
Feisha, who had lowered her spear, asked in a subdued voice.
“His keepsake and Miles’ wings. If you have two traces of that time…… are you a related party?”
“Well……”
Lenox muttered, carefully choosing his answer.
From the moment he showed Kaise’s and Gilleon’s equipment alternately, drawing Feisha’s attention, he had expected this reaction to some extent.
If a mage with Lenox’s level of skill was carrying around artifacts from the core leadership of Dead Rise.
No matter how experienced and skilled a warrior Feisha was, she would have no choice but to waver at the point of confirming Kaise’s keepsake.
If he used that well, he might be able to find out the hidden history of Dead Rise, which was still veiled.
To elicit a reaction, it would be necessary to take a risk and be somewhat forceful.
Rather than a question, a conviction. Rather than empathy, a rebuke.
“But you guys ended up betraying Kaise anyway.”
Lenox, who had quickly come to a conclusion, smiled coldly.
“Is there any reason why I should explain who I am or what happened?”
“……”
Feisha didn’t answer, her face distorted.
But only her hand, clutching the spear shaft so hard it seemed like it would break, hinted at her emotions.
“……Maybe so.”
A quiet affirmation that was hard to believe came from the ghost wielder Lenox had faced so far.
But Feisha’s words didn’t end there.
“But we haven’t forgotten yet. Bajur-nim’s ascension has already been taken over by a successor who is more righteous than anyone else.”
“A righteous successor?”
“If you are someone who carries on his will, you are wrong. You, more than anyone, should return to Dead Rise.”
Was it because she was drawn to Lenox’s strong attitude?
Feisha then slowly took a breath and whispered.
As if this secret should not be heard by anyone.
“Kaise-nim’s son is leading the main legion.”