Hermit Wizard

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Karaderina regained her cool. I don't know where to hide, but I can't detect the opponent's magic power. Sending this message now is clearly the soul itself, or at least the self associated with it.

She upwardly adjusted her assessment of the soul that was secluded into her mind. I knew it was a favoured existence of the Saviors. But the true power, the magic, was expected to be beneath him no matter how brilliant he was. The human life expectancy that doesn't cross the wall is obvious.

Failing to identify the opponent's location, she spreads her mind throughout the house.

Are you the soul of seclusion? I heard it was a human who couldn't cross the wall, but I didn't know it was a wizard with this much power.

I can't feel the opponent's magic at all. Even if the subject who triggered the magic is hiding on another continent, the magic trace of controlling the worm must reach here. It was not a matter of how far the wizard himself was. It's right here where the insects are moving.

Knowing that the opponent didn't know how to send a message based on magic, she was nervous, assuming that her power as a enchanted soul would outweigh her.

Bugs scatter in the air dancing. And I made another string.

How did you learn about the secret soul?

Karaderina answered honestly, being wary of her opponent's power.

I am a troublemaker. As you know, there are ways of communicating with each other beyond the barriers of the Old Testament. The Old Testament I serve has told me about you through other dimensions of the Old Testament.

The worm reconstructs the string at a fast rate.

What is the name of that other dimension of the Savior?

Karaderina answered the name that remained in her memory.

His name is "Chaos Song."

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“Oh, fuck, you chatty old hag. Please! ”

The moment the fever reached the end of my head, I almost picked up the artifact I was holding and threw it.

“You don't want to be a god, do you? Is it so good to be a god? I don't know what you're doing by gathering souls, but don't you know what you're doing or training for anyway? Why are you always working so hard to become a god, working with all the other dimension savers to make this damn plate? When are you gonna be God like that? Stop doing the wrong thing, and I'd rather pull my soul out of the earth. Oh, shit. ”

I speak with a loud sigh.

“It's the second time already! ”

In the first place, it was because of the information leaked by the soothsayer, "Chaos Song." Eraser knew my existence by trading information with the savior of the world he belonged to.

In the end, it is a repetition of similar events. The savior beyond Busan Channel, who knew who I was, sent a troublemaker to find me.

· · · Not even protest to the Savior of the Hidden Rim, but I think I should ask a favor. Sooner or later, you might want to visit your dimension.

Parvasse sends a mixed notion of anxiety next to him. And then the idea of a heterogeneous existence flows into my mind.

Contractor, what's the answer? I'm asking you again if you're the soul of seclusion.

Sending that telepathy was a huge shockmime sitting in front of me. The object I summoned this time. He has almost the same shape as thousands of worms flying in front of Karaderina, but the size is so large that it is difficult to compare. Similar to the hippo I saw in the zoo before.

This is our living room now. My magic power is not involved in Karaderina's location, so there is no way to trace it back here. Even if that xenophobe is really crazy and goes through the range of a few dozen kilometers around, there's no sign of me being specific.

“· · · Don't answer that question, ask me again. Why are you looking for a reclusive soul? ”

After Parvasse hears my words, he converts them into the image of a text used in the world of Karaderina, and then passes it on to his mind. After recognizing the telepathy sent by Parvasse, Shokmim ejected a unique pheromone that we could not feel.

This individual I summoned is a male of Shockmim, who has lived for quite some time and has reason, as can be guessed from his massive body. He is now transmitting my magic power through the artifacts in my hands, and in return he is using his race specific abilities to recognize the presence and movement of distant females, and to eject pheromones to control them.

One of the reasons for choosing ShockMim as a means of conveying the message was this pheromone. Shockmimes were instantly recognizable by pheromones of other sexes, even if they were released hundreds of kilometres away.

Horses are pheromones, not substances that slowly flourish in molecular form in the atmosphere, but they seem to be moving closer to propagation by the laws of physics in this world. There are so few males compared to the number of females, and the world in which they live is too vast.

All right, I'll tell you what.

My questions are communicated. Thousands of females were led by males to courtship dances, and Karaderina, who recognized the movement as a language, answered the question with her mind, but did not understand the idea, but time passed while females felt in the form of brainwaves emitted their own pheromones to the males.

And, dozens of kilometers away from them, the males speak to me. An answer from Karaderina passed through the Shockmime females and passed to me through the telepathy of the Shockmime males.

I will preach the word of the Old Testament. I would like to invite you to our dimension, O reclusive soul.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I was static for a moment because of unexpected answers.

“· · · What? ”

I felt a deep irritation and headache coming up together. Oh, this is some frozen shit.

Oh, really?

Parvasse also spat out a close sigh of resilience in the spirit.

I thought that the dragon's death had completely cut off the kite with the Savior, and I don't know what fate this is. This is the world, and that is the world. Why are the Old Testament interested in you so much?

I spit sharply.

“I don't know. Ah, let's really sell this filthy thing. ”

In the meantime, the sharp notion of male shockmimes that I summoned aroused my mind without even noticing.

Contractor, the magic power delivered to me is diminishing.

The focus seems to be broken due to panic. I inject magical power into the artifact in my hand again. The price of the contract for Shokmim is simple. He just wanted a huge magic power that was pure. It is faithful to the desire to use it as a nutrient to produce more semen.

He was a rare and long-lived shockmime, and one of the five tribes in the world said he had inherited his genes, either directly or indirectly. Nevertheless, the desire to spread seeds seems endless.

“You can't stop talking here, can you? ”

I don't think I have a choice, so I want you to just go away. Invite you to your dimension? I'm talking nonsense. What do you believe?

I doubt that intention, but even if diarrhea safety is guaranteed, I can't afford it. Now it is a rush to find the Dragon Soul and explore the dimensions beyond the Injury Channel.

Still, we need to know the other person's intentions.

Hear Parvash's answer and nod.

“Ask me what the reason for the invitation is. ”

Cariderina's answer to my question through Parvash, Shockmime Male and Shockmime Female was also out of my mind.

The Old Testament is very interested in this world.

I was not sure if the other person who was delivering this message was me.

The Old Testament I serve, O reclusive soul, seeks to explore the traces of those who had originally ruled this world. He wants to know what he was doing at this level.

You want to know what the dragon that ruled the Earth was doing?

The words of Karaderina continued through Shockmim.

The fact that a channel has been left in your heart is self-evident. It means that you mean a great deal to the Old Testament. My master has judged you to be the most certain clue left in the world.

I spit quietly. Eventually, you're going to get information about the dragon through me.

Yes, the dragon should not be bored of the reason why he planted seeds in my chest. But it was not something I would welcome, of course, that the Savior of the other world would study me.

“Why do you care about a dead old man? ”

Karaderina did not seem to know that the earthquakes were plotting the resurrection of the dragon. If we know that, how do we react? The opponent's intentions are unknown, making it difficult to predict.

My master has one question. Doubt that the dimensional barrier created by the Old Testament, the Black Keeper, who ruled this world, was more powerful than necessary.

What is it?

The original purpose of the dimensional barrier is certain. Preventing other dimensions of the oracle from penetrating the channel. He didn't have to take away another dimension of his soul anyway. We abandoned the attack and set a heavy barrier to defense. That's as far as I can understand.

“You don't have to take it? Why?”

The answer to this question came back a little late.

Naturally, this world is a blessed environment for the Savior. When the world is created, the soul is already there. But the absolute number can be large or small, depending on the dimensions. I heard that this world is a world with an extremely large number of souls. Among other things, there is a spirit that is qualified as a Sunni race. ”

I nod as I recall the population of the Earth. Seven billion is a lot. Even though the population could grow this much, it was supported by environmental conditions such as science and technology, but I think it's because there are many angry souls in the body that could conceive.

However, the dimensional barrier created by the Black Keeper was not just the extent to which it prevented the creation of the channel. It was a powerful barrier that made even the observation of the gods towards this world difficult. It would have cost me enough to keep it. He avoided the eyes of God by taking such risks and asked why he wanted to remain hidden within the barrier.

Karaderina threw an unintentional horse.

Because of his actions, it appears that this world was hardly influenced by God. Some gods have succeeded in sending apostles, but have rarely increased their congregation. While the Black Keeper is alive. He quarantined his dimensions so thoroughly. My master wonders what more the Savior could have planned to do if he had only used the soul that already existed in this world to become God.

You think you can be a god if you just use your already existing soul?

Noting the meaning of the word, I ask again.

“If there are 7 billion souls with the ranks of the Sunni people, does that mean there's enough to be a god?

Then again an unexpected answer came back.

Seven billion? What does that mean?

“· · · Don't you know? There are about seven billion human beings living in this world. ”

After crossing a few bridges again, Karaderina's words continue.

I decided to hear that the number of souls with the rank of the Sunni people in this world is incomparably high compared to the number of Sunni people who lead a life.

I have never perceived the ring of lustre with my senses. Among the elite, those who are called elders can see that there is a concentration of souls far away, but they cannot count the number of souls.

Now, what Karaderina means is that there are more souls that have gained life as a human being than there are souls that have not. So some souls have to wait for the order in which they are born as human beings? Or are you born a downgraded animal? With the exception of the lesser creatures without souls, how many billion in total?

But my expectation was so naive. I had no choice but to lose my horses to the succession of Karaderina.

Indeed, the souls of over 50 trillion Sunni people in this young world are overwhelming. No matter how prosperous a civilization may be, it is the number of souls it cannot handle. Perhaps there will not be more than 50 trillion human beings living in contemporary times until the end of this world. Therefore, my Lord has a question. Why is there so many souls in this poisonous world? And in this fertile land, the black recluse took his soul and avoided the eyes of God and knew what he was doing.

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