Hermit Wizard

"The assistant you originally prepared? ’

The thought or consciousness of [him] was not communicated to me. Just [him] 's emotions knock my self like a pale wave. And it seeped into me, leaving a bitter sorrow.

A clear sense of guilt that pierces the mind in a straight line. A mind for someone else, not me.

My lips moved.

“That's a cautious response. If you don't want to, I'm gonna have to get you out of here. The pioneers will hate it.”

What do you keep saying? ’

“You'll see soon enough. If you tell me everything in advance, I won't read the unintentional part. Now, you need to focus more on this process. Remember how I control the dimensional barrier. ”

[He] is busy moving his power. Already, the speed at which human neurons can follow is unavoidably transcending. I tried to remember everything. In fact, regardless of the conditions of the effort, this experience was leaving traces in me like a deep sound angle.

!!!

When the golden beast twists and swells, it quickly concentrates its silver fog. Step back and the dimensional barrier follows. If I wanted to retreat like a flame, I would bypass it and dig. I anticipated the movement in advance, and I focused the wall thickly and waited. It pressed through the other direction, not following the explosion that was decaying inside.

In the process, it was felt that the boundaries that distinguished the two selves became more and more vague. I realized that [he] had all the control of my body and power, but at some point I was intervening a little bit against the Dimensional Wall. It was a mysterious sensation that could not be used in words. Familiar and unfamiliar experiences where something other than mine feels part of me.

When I react, [he] openly taps my mind, even though he is busy moving the barrier. Now, that meant, "You do it."

‘· · · ah. This is it.’

“Yes, then · · ·! ”

He handed over some of his control to me. I also instructed myself how to do it. Rather than being a verbalized idea, it was more of a sense or an expectation, so I followed the teachings almost immediately.

“Good. You're doing great. ”

The voice that flowed out of my mouth without my intention sounded very satisfying and proud to my ears.

In fact, I got used to the dimensional barrier surprisingly quickly. In such a short time. Because the process passed too soon, there was awkwardness in my mind about the dimensional barrier moving as I wanted, and too much familiarity with each other that I didn't feel when this barrier was moving like my hands.

One day, two selves were controlling one of my bodies at the same time. There was no overlap or conflict between each other's orders and territory. To be precise, [he] was helping me.

In this way, everything seemed to end smoothly.

But · · ·.

“Holy shit!”

A voice mixed with a sense of waste.

My self also froze with tension.

‘What is this! ’

The change occurred after the body of the golden sacred painting was reduced by about half.

!!!

Suddenly, the weight that the dimensional barrier was enduring was multiplied, and then it was multiplied again. It became as heavy as a net with a fishing net that was hard to handle and then the direction of the force was completely reversed. If we had been pushing the golden chanting so far, the flame was now pushing us away.

“Why suddenly?! I can't do this. Faster, faster! ”

A silver barrier filled with space bubbles into an unusual shape. The waves of flames that were suppressing it exploded endlessly.

And, eventually, there was a gap.

I screamed mentally.

‘No! ’

They initially sprung up like small sparks in a crack. The flame that broke through the cracks and tore out formed a huge fire stem within minutes. In a vast void where gravity is not low, the pyrotechnic column rises as a propulsion that burns itself.

As a result, tens of thousands of golden snakes crawled out of the silver eggshells. If what we've been dealing with so far has been one giant lump of fire, that is now a golden line storm through innumerable holes. It was the year when countless lines were made.

“Stop it!”

[That] and I have been busy responding with a dimensional barrier. But what had already escaped was also divided into tens of thousands of pieces, and it was too much to grasp all the fire seeds that were flowing in the right direction.

Some of them, which would be the smallest body fragments in all the world, eventually escaped our nets. And it hit an invisible wall. That's where we desperately tried to break in until just now. Road leading to construction warpage.

Several of them then wedged through the invisible shield of the Gearnos.

Into the settler's residence.

* * *

Emergency!

The sound of an artificial spirit was close to screaming.

A residence that has protected pioneers from sanctification for many years. A clandestine nest in a gap that is missed in normal time and space.

The wall collapsed, which never allowed for an invasion, even during the old, terrible war.

Khh! Khh!

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The wall is pierced and the golden flame is pushed like water. As a strategy to protect the residence, each room was thoroughly separated, and the burning of one room did not move the sanctuary to another. However, once the gaps have been breached, the holy fire spreads at an alarming rate.

Emergency! Emergency transfer initiated!

All operator-level artificial spirits were immersed in the protection and rescue of the pioneer at the moment of the pouring of the holy fire.

Activate the photon roads in the pollution zone at the highest speed!

Photonic roads in the attacked room have altered the way they operate in unison.

Goo Woong!

Instead of the light filling the road flowing at the same calm and peaceful speed as before, it creates a storm close to the width of the road.

Hey, hey, hey!

Photonic roads attract all pioneers around them. Pioneers sucked into the road before it caught fire. The photon road moved them to the end of the room at an alarming rate and then forced them to leap towards another room that had not yet been attacked.

But not all pioneers had that kind of luck.

“Oh, no! ”

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

“Khhhhhh!”

Some pioneers turned the spilled sacred flower upside down. It was a very slight luck and coincidence to distinguish them from others. How close was it to the place where the sacred fire was pushed through the warp and how long did the suction to the photon road take? A very small difference.

That difference divided the fate of the pioneers.

“· · · No! Argh! I'm moving this! ”

The flaming giants struggle with pain. Originally, because of their inherent bodily protective capacity, most of the individuals were able to survive a few hours in the white sacred fire, but the golden fire that is now pouring out was completely different in power. They quickly realized that it was hard to hold on for a few decades. I expected this to drive me crazy or lose my mind.

However, it was more impractical to jump on photon roads for evacuation. The eighteenth-century sacred painting moves to another room and is in danger.

A terrible outsider.

Thus, pioneers exposed to enhanced sanctification made a very quick choice in unison.

They set the emergency leap artifact on fire. I had to make up my mind before I was rushed into a state of irrational judgment. And the moment he decided to leap, a psychic wave was generated in the equipment and spread widely around.

Emergency leap activated!

The space is distorted. The pioneers who flip the sacred wall bounce off one by one into another. However, the direction was not a safe interior in another area of the pioneer residence.

Exactly the opposite direction.

Not even pioneers chose the third dimension, not their world. Exposed to golden flames, they leapt out of the settlement without hesitation. Due to the purpose of saving others, fleeing to hell was a line. They were swept away by a bigger flame as soon as they crossed space, burning for a few more seconds in a compact universe with no immediate or nothing to lose their lives.

In so doing, the sacrifice was followed.

* * *

I was evil at it.

"Shit!"

What the hell happened to that? How many people have turned the fire upside down? And what about the floor? What about Parvasse?

I desperately moved the dimensional barrier while suppressing nervousness. I tried to suppress the flames as much as I could.

But the golden painting burned more and more violently.

“How many things are you giving up in Aberdeen because of this world? Why are you so insistent on blasphemy! ”

[He] was also furious.

“If the gods could do this just because there is no dimensional barrier, the Earth should be extinct. What are you consuming at the level of those gods? You're exercising this power! ”

"We will be wiped out while we stand still! ’

The words came back resolutely as if there was no room to ponder.

“We have to disconnect Aberdeen and that fire! I've never had this much power before. Right now, that Sanctuary is transcending dimensions and receiving power from Aberdag. ”

But, how?

[he] said.

“I'm looking for the coordinates of the source controlling that fire! ”

The coordinates of where the gods are? There's no such thing as a dimensional map, and I can't reach Aberdeen with a channel of my own free will! ’

There is no destroyer or savior who knows the coordinates of Abertag. There are precisely no coordinates at the level we are aware of.

“Not when the two dimensions are thoroughly separated! Once you've made contact between Aberdeen and this world, The absence of Aberdag's coordinates is due to the non-existence of a reference point for a specific stop there. As soon as a two-dimensional contact arises, this is the reference point for measuring Aberdag. If the relationship between the two worlds is mapped, it becomes defensive and distant! ”

Create a two-dimensional contact point?

It's like a dodola when you think about it. You need to create a contact point because there are no coordinates. You need to open a channel to create a contact point. You cannot open a channel where there are no coordinates.

However, I quickly realized what [he] meant.

The door that connects this place to Aberdeen doesn't necessarily have to be the channel I created.

Black Channel to Aberdeen! ’

It is the only passage that connects to the dimensions of the gods.

And the conditions under which that channel opens are:

[He] urgently told me.

“Deliver my words to the members quickly! ”

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