Hermit Wizard

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You are a very unusual soul. Even this exceeded my expectations!

The direction in which her thoughts were pouring out was the best. It seemed to pour at the same time in all the places around me, it seemed to make a reverberation in turn, it felt like I had never received anything like telepathy in the first place.

Making me crazy right now is the fact that her strong presence also bothers me with mediocre heating like a thought.

Min-jun! Don't use your magic! There's no point in trying to escape with the magic you know in this space!

Parvasch's sharp intentions warn me.

What you can see is the distorted curtain of space. I felt it was a separate place from the basement of my house that I had just been in. And somewhere I could not explain it with a conception I perceived, it seemed to be presumed to be the body of the Savior.

It is impossible to describe her position as a concept of 'direction’ or 'distance’ familiar to man. Gramiel's presence itself has confused my perception. As long as there is no channel, the space will not be cut off and the water will have to be smooth as if it were flowing, but you will recognize that there is a gap because of her in between.

· · · It's been a long time since my soul sparkled so spectacularly. Poor eyes. Strange. What are you talking about?

She laughed again, raising her head. A body like a thorn. Thin, long-haired fingers and gray skin like peeled bark. She, Gramiel, was overlapping herself in this strange space.

Min-jun, open the back door!

I kept a mental barrier but opened a small door that only Parvash could access. Then he shoved a chunk of memory and meaning into it!

“Argh! ”

Putting Parvasse in my mind was not a close thought to the language we usually use when we talk. He conceptualized his knowledge and then conveyed it to my consciousness.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ”

Vision shakes. A violent transition of knowledge, borrowed from the means of consciousness. Not only the brain that accepted this, but also the soul feel pain together. Compared to the pain of the flesh, the pain of burning flesh and breaking bones. It is a method that is not normally used because of its large side effects.

It's been a long time, like the torture. In return, the knowledge of the alias' Ghost of Space ’permeates in an instant. It is so painful to receive a small fragment of knowledge, but how painful it is to receive a whole memory.

The video, the sound, and the thoughts flow together. Through Parvash's ideas, I understood the qualities of the Gramiel race.

The knowledge in my head sat so calmly, as I had known for a long time. But my feelings could not accept it so undryly.

‘What kind of race can escape the confinement of all space except the dimensional barrier? If you like it, you can create a new space. · ·? This is a scam! · · · Isn't it just God? ’

At that moment, the intervention of the Savior began.

Okay, I'll take you first. You can watch it slowly.

Srr

The moment she reaches out, the force begins to boil around her. It was clear it was an attempt to capture. I respond according to the knowledge planted in my head.

The opponent climbs to the rank of savior. You can use your faction's unique abilities to the maximum.

In other words, the situation that many dimensions of existence, including the faction of Parvash, were concerned and feared became a reality. Gramiel can perceive everything in the Eastern Dimension in an instant, and he is free to enter and leave without limits.

Goooooooooooooooooo!

Drawing a line in space is meaningless. The area beyond the barrier is also part of the same dimension of space. There was a reason why I could find my location so easily and dig into the shield in an instant.

As soon as I became aware of the opponent's power, Parvash urged me to cross the Mafo Bridge Channel, considering, first, that her cognitive range did not reach beyond the dimension she is currently in, and secondly, that she intended to find the Savior of the Faced Silk before she was chased beyond the channel. After all, it is the race that can find me, so the first thing that comes to mind is how to borrow the power of an invincible being.

But as long as the plan goes back to failure, then execute the alternative.

“Quecardios! I offer you an offering! Please place your order!”

Scream!

· · · Huh? What is this?

I was annoyed by the Old Testament's intentions. I saw her power bounce off the perimeter. The place where I stood was transformed into an altar for offering to God in an instant. A white light agglomerated under the foot creates a magic camp.

This won't last long.

She slurps.

A set of sacred forces filled the surroundings. The radius of a room around me can no longer be called the Earth completely. It was separated in a half-stacked state at the same time as the altar was built. It is not as completely cut off as when summoning Kilgenias, but it is certain that it is not in the same dimension.

Thus, the ghost of space did not stretch his power to this point. Even if you leave the nature of your race and mobilize your power as a Savior, you cannot reach the power of God.

· · · Are you being silly? Do you think you can sustain that temporary dimension for a thousand years? But you, are you preparing an offering and opening an altar?

Mocking at me. Yeah, I knew it. This is temporary, wherever you go. This is an altar to offer sacrifices to God and receive spells. It has the effect of modifying the dimension for a very short time, but the environment disappears right after the ceremony.

Moreover, you cannot overturn an altar without offering it once.

Ooooooooooooooooo!

The pressure of God fell on my body. The reaction is not favorable because it is not a properly made altar. I was impatient, and I didn't have the ability to hold on to this condition for long, but I didn't want the great being to receive the sacrifice. Intangible will to urge me in such a way that I don't drag time and spit out sacrifices quickly.

I took the crystal out of the backpack. A dinner for Quecardios, where God mixes all the metal elements of the earth in the desired proportions and then seals them. He didn't have to kill the summoner in exchange for his spell, but instead he had to get an expensive metal called scandium or rhodium.

I can feel God's attention being drawn to me. Gramiel, looking at me outside the altar, smiles brutally. I can't stand it this long. At the moment of offering, the altar will disappear. She is waiting for that moment.

What are you doing, buying God's wrath? If we open the altar, we must offer the sacrifice quickly.

Gramiel whispers. Everywhere my gaze touches, she was, at the same time, nowhere. The space she creates flows down and boils constantly.

Parvasse whispers in my head.

I've been hit once, so I won't miss it twice. As soon as this altar is gone, I will not give you a chance to build the next one.

I ask again.

‘· · · Is that really it? ’

He struggles.

There's only one way to think about it right now.

Oh, shit!

I can't keep God waiting any longer, so I started to dedicate the crystal in my hand. A mix of metallic elements that cost little to buy in Seoul melts faintly into the air. God seems to be delighted. The eyes of the old man who looks at me sparkle.

‘Then open it! ’

As the ritual of offering to God proceeded, I was summoning a Dimension Map. In the first place, it was an altar made to make time to calculate coordinates. The signal flies like an arrow to a distant dimension.

Hmm?

The Old Testament's response was chaotic. I desperately calculate coordinates. The seeds of my chest made a circular light and expanded to a size that would barely cover my body.

What? Are you going to bring any bugs again?

Bug?

· · · Haha. The man beyond this door, no matter how much you call him?

I opened the channel. The two dimensions are fully connected. Destinations I've been to so many times, but always dragged by others, but as clearly as those coordinates were left in my heart.

Presence beyond this channel was not the subject of a contract with me. Therefore, there was no prior coordination through the soul.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

But what I could be sure of was the fact that ‘he' would certainly still be there now. So I hooked up the channel with coordinates I knew once I didn't have a prior appointment or a contract to come over here. Usually it was a completely different way to check the contractor's position first and then open the door.

The ritual of devotion to God was approaching its last moments. The altar begins to disappear. But at the same time another kind of presence covered the space. It was flowing out of the channel of my chest, not the other way around. Evidence that it is properly connected to the place it was aimed at. Gramiel's eyes grow.

· · · What is it? Are you sure?

The floor that surrounds me like an armor suddenly flinches like crazy. The bronze tentacles shake like waves over my skin.

· · · Yes, good to see you?

I speak with my heart.

Maru, if it's good to see you, call me! Just give me a hand!

The floor stops twitching and kills the breath as if it were concentrating on something. And after a little while, the concentration of presence begins to get darker!

Yeah, it was a gamble, to be honest. But there was strong conviction. Originally, a mortal like me was nothing more than a bug to 'em.’ But the act of giving me a name was definitely meaningful. It means there's a reason to remember me, to recognize me.

So, I made the same hope. I had no choice but to do this in the first place!

Shh, shh!

After eating all the sacrifices, Quecadios left the altar. The power of the god who pressed me fades as the spell that was not enough in the first place is filled. And the provisional dimension created by God begins to collapse.

You! What the hell!

As soon as the altar disappeared, my body returned to Earth's dimension. At the same time, Gramiel's power overwhelms the whole body!

However, before her power completely encroached on my body, a huge thing emerged from the channel of my chest.

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

What the hell are you doing?

Gramiel's thoughts resounded like a scream.

It was the tentacles of only one stalk that stretched long through my chest. But the thickness is almost full of channels. I think I'll be full of arms. The four sides vibrate along that movement.

The color is turquoise, similar to the floor. But it's a huge stem that's incomparable in scale. The power he had was even more overwhelming.

The tentacles, which still remain in the dimension beyond the channel, bend in the air as soon as they come over here, drawing a massive semicircle.

Oh, shit!

According to Parvash's knowledge, Gramiel, the ghost of space, who could not be harmed by ordinary physical force or magic, screamed!

Now I look like a human with one giant tentacle thicker than a trunk in my chest. And the tentacles swing around like cowtails chasing flies.

Whirrick! Wailerik! Kukukuung!

Every time the tentacles shook, the space was torn apart. Between the gaps in the space, such as the broken cartoons, was seen a scene where Gramiel flashed and transformed his presence into a madness. It looks like it's fleeing from a tentacle attack.

Gramiel shouts.

Are you really going to come out like this? Do you really want to fight with me? Disputes like this don't help either side! And, after the conflict starts, it is you who will do more damage! I'm saving the most souls among the soothsayers who connected the channel to this dimension!

Then, beyond the channel of my heart, a heavy thought flowed out and answered her.

What do you do if you have a lot of souls you've eaten? I'm in a yard that's not digesting properly. Do you know that if you evolve the world with such a petty pulse? Even so, the race that was fundamental in the first place hasn't changed, so I must have tried such a foolish method. I would have felt the limits to the growth of the territory! Isn't that right, Shadow Thorn? ’

Don't call my real name in front of the doomed!

I think you're getting a lot of attention because you're an exterminator. After studying this human, I'm going to take this dimension. Such foolish ideas are surprising.

A burst of life emanates from Gramiel's pointy, dry face. I desperately set up a mental barrier and physical defense at the same time to prevent the heart from stopping in shock. Oh, really, shrimp and whatnot in a monster fight.

Gramiel looked at me and said,

After the channel opened, did you hear it through the debris? That's ridiculous. You don't have that kind of intelligence in such a weak power fragment.

It's not always what you see. What do you know about my race? It was a civilization long before the creation of the ghost-like failures of space. Anyway, you can't just leave this dimension to yourself. Thanks to you, well done, reclusive soul. And my fragments.

Gramiel spits out a screaming idea.

Are you sure you want to intervene, Chaos Song?

Yeah, of course. In the first place, sharing information about my secret soul with the Saviors was not the purpose of doing this. You're the one who bothered me by acting like you wanted to!

The Savior of the Hidden Forest, the Chaos Song, began to unleash great power through the channel. His heavy thoughts shook everywhere.

Instead of digging a hole and plundering a soul, it is the first time that the Old Testament has had a direct fight with each other. Well, you don't have to cross the channel I drilled into Earth to fight you. This should do it now.

After declaring that you would not move on to the body, but would fight as one of the inner tentacles through the seed channel, the savior of Silver Rim said.

Yeah, half a penny against a soul that doesn't digest properly, like you.

And everything I saw exploded.

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