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JooJoon's gaze was captured by a forest full of parched lands and rotting trees.
Woong
Maron sits in a circle in a steady position.
“ · · · ”
He closed his eyes slowly at the same time as moxa.
The energy that was scattered vigorously in the circle suddenly settles.
“Cough..”
“Ugh...”
Maybe it's because he's consumed a lot of power.
The druids that surrounded the circle were exhausted and couldn't even reach me.
Looks like you're finally ready.
Lacan was sorry to see him like that.
He wanted to put a little bit of his disciple in his eyes.
I looked at him with both eyes tightened.
‘Is this the effect of consciousness? ’
Huge natural force in and out of the body.
The user seems to be able to win against any opponent with its current power.
But what I need to deal with right now...
A contaminated land, not just anyone.
It was to purify the contaminated land.
“No one will be harmed by the cursed magical power of this land, because of the relics of sin! Me! And Tang Khan, my Bow, will make history and miracles happen! ”
“Maron..."
The druids who agreed with Lacan and his will looked at him.
Maron, who had his arms clenched, pushed his arms into the ground.
Aaaaah!
When the blue and white light become entangled, it starts to seep into you.
The light that permeated the ground, according to Maron's will, stretched across the earth.
Kwazazazazazazazazaki
The rotten trees collapsed powerlessly.
Shredding
Fragments that used to eat the earth break up.
I lost that form.
“Oh, my God. Lacan, look at that. Oh, my God."
“.. I'm watching. ”
Maybe it's because of the miracle that Maron did.
The dead land begins to possess vitality.
Pick
The parched ground sprouts up.
Even the wind that was not stingy seems to have recovered its freshness.
‘That's why it's more sad and sad. Maron... if you had been patient, you would have been the greatest druid in history. ’
Of course, after all the work that Maron has done, he was able to rise to the ranks.
Thinking about the death of his upcoming disciple, I was really sorry.
How much time has passed.
At last, Marron takes his hands off and looks at the crowd.
“This ritual has cleansed the houses of the contaminated forest and the dead. People will no longer suffer from the monsters coming out of there. ”
The druids who open their eyes at Marron's words.
“God, no matter how powerful the consciousness was, how could you...”
“Even if the other druids were equally conscious, they could not exert this much power. ”
It was just like Lacan said.
No matter how much natural force was aggregated into one place through consciousness.
It was almost impossible to remove all the debris from the earth.
“This was something only Maron, who had the power of the anti-Mage, could do. ”
The power of 'purification’, which rejects magic, is accompanied by natural power.
Their consciousness was a success.
“Ouch.”
“A blessing from the druids and the condolences of our ancestors. ”
Maybe it's what Lacan said.
The druids looked at him with awe.
Some kneel, as if to their ancestors.
“ · · · ”
It's just that he realized something was missing.
He looks at him and takes off his lips.
“Couldn't you purify an endless tower? ”
The Black Earth and the land of the soul were successful in purifying Maron and the wizards and engineers.
If only the Contaminated Forest and the Mansion of the Dead had succeeded in purifying it with this ritual.
All that's left is an endless tower.
“There was no debris there. ”
“So there was no contamination. ”
Maron shakes his head.
“The area around the tower must have been contaminated. So I turned the force to find the source of the contamination, and I realized that the base is in the tower. ”
“So, Maron, you're saying that unlike other contaminated lands, the tower itself was a fragment? ”
In the words of an old druid covered in Fox Hide,
Maron nods.
“Precisely.”
“Then the tower's been cleared...”
“I tried, but I couldn't get to the tower. ”
Maron shakes his head and continues to speak.
“I spent my strength purifying the remaining two earths, and the tower was slightly different from the fragments of other evils. ”
“... was different? ”
“I could see the enormous power build-up inside the tower. And that force was not something that could be destroyed simply by injecting the same force as the shrapnel. ”
There are only two ways to destroy debris to date.
Destroy it by injecting a magical force equal to the amount contained in the Fragment.
It destroys monstrous debris.
“I don't really understand. Then, is there no way to destroy the tower? ”
“It seemed impossible to bring down magic directly. Maybe Tower Road Rodin did something about it. ”
Racan and Druids pouting at Marron's words.
“They were crimes that wrinkled the continent, even if they died by the Savior.”
Then, is there no way to purify the 'Endless Tower’?
“That doesn't mean there's no way. When I used my power to sneak a peek, I could see one possibility. ”
“Possibility!? ”
“In the past, I've heard the words of Tower Road Rodin. ”
A druid frowned upon Maron's words.
Suddenly I open my eyes.
“You said you'd give everything to the man on top of the tower. I don't know if the rumors are true...”
No one has reached the top of the tower.
There is not even a way to ascertain if Rodin Towers' words are true.
Who would have wanted to climb the tower in a world so urgent to survive right now?
“I think it's true. I felt something powerful at the top of the tower. Maybe it's the key to destroying the tower. ”
“Surely... that's why the Savior didn't destroy the tower... Now I understand a bit of his march. ”
When the old Druid slowly nodded.
Aaaaah!
Suddenly, a dazzling light began to flow from Maron's body.
“Is that...”
“ · · · ”
The druids who saw it.
Their faces darkened because they knew the meaning of the light better than anyone else.
“Now your ancestors want to take Maron...”
“.. your ancestor would be delighted to see you. ”
The druids are struggling to get it out.
Lacan approaches him.
“The grace granted by the vast earth and nature is something that can only be felt in life. Don't you regret it?”
“Regret?”
Maron with a big smile.
“Master, even for a moment, I was truly one with the earth. And I've seen more than I've ever seen with my own eyes. ”
Pioneers pioneering the Purified Black Earth.
Residents of the forest enter the Purified Soul Land.
Lots of life moving forward for a better future.
“And I think I made the right decision. Now all the traces of sin on this land are gone. It's just...
Maron looks up at the sky.
“Now it's their turn to repeat the same history, or to work towards a new future together. ”
“Maron..."
Racan is reaching out to Maron.
Maron keeps saying,
“But I think history will repeat itself eventually. I could tell the future if I could just look at the people who were infected with the fragment right now. So I'm going to change the course of history! ”
Though his body gradually faded due to the flash of light.
Maron's arms are wide open.
“Today, a new reference point will be set up here in a world with nothing but magic. Haaaaaaa!”
Maron summoned all the remaining strength.
His hands were like spheres of white and blue.
Maron pushes it into the ground without hesitation.
Currrrrrrrrrr
Along with the noise, the ground began to shake violently.
This was not the only mutation.
“W-what's going on? ”
Suddenly, rain poured down from the sky.
A sudden flame rose above the shaking ground.
A strong wind shook the rain and flames without cause.
“Maron... what the hell are you...”
“H-look at that! ”
“What the...”
Strangely enough, this transition only took place where Marron was.
The druids didn't want to take their eyes off this strange sight.
“Ugh...”
The rain and the wind are so intense.
Even my eyes were hard to open.
Bloop
And then the rain and the wind stop.
Then the druids could open their eyes.
“Th-that one?! ”
“What the...”
They stare at it dazed in sight.
The light was blowing away, and he was gone.
Instead, a huge tree was replacing it.
Most of all, what surprised the druids was not the size of a tree.
Glug-ug-ub
Puhehehehehe
Strange creatures flying around the trees.
It looked cold with the shape of a drop of water.
The little fireworks looked hot and fun.
The little birds flying around the tree looked as free as the wind.
The dwarves dig the ground and feel their strength.
“Strange creatures...”
“Lacan, do you know who they are? ”
“I don't know.”
Lacan shakes his head at the old Druid's question.
“But... I know they feel the same natural force as we do. No, maybe they're more natural than we are. ”
The power I felt in them, it was definitely natural.
“Are those the new benchmarks that Maron was talking about? ”
“How the hell did he make a tree like that? ”
“I don't know. But she's my student now and then. ”
Lacan hesitates, then slowly approaches the tree.
Who are you? Amazing, I feel the same power as we do!]
[It looks different, but strange. It still doesn't seem magical. I think it's okay.]
Who cares? You want to play with me? Huh?! If you asked, you'd have to answer!]
[· · ·]
Approach the tree.
Strange creatures have spoken.
Lacan begins to make his own analogies through light conversations with them.
‘These guys are nature. Nature must have been shaped! ’
Given the strength I feel in them and the instinctive refusal of magic.
It looked more likely.
But... how did this happen? Did... did Maron's antimage talents affect anything? ’
The antimage's talents and the Druid's natural strength.
What if they combined through consciousness to create a new ‘nature’?
‘And what if the common man could borrow their power? ’
Maybe a magician and a magician on the continent.
Other beings appeared.
‘I can't believe that nature and people can meet in person like this... Maron... is this the reference point you've set?’
Natural sculpture.
In other words, he became a direct link between nature and man.
‘Fantastic.'
It was an idea I didn't dare think of.
Maron's accomplishments were even more prominent.
“Lacan. What did they say? ”
“They are nature. He's not our enemy. Rather, we have to protect it. I decided to call them spirits. ”
“... what? ”
Racan continues to speak before the old Druid finishes speaking.
“This tree is a sacred tree that binds nature and druids. You're feeling it, aren't you? ”
“It is, but it's not natural.”
“From now on, our druids need to protect the Holy Water and Spirit Water by using this place as a sanctuary. ”
Let's move the Sanctuary.
I had a terrible argument.
Druids who, in the end, plan to relocate sanctuary with the majority of consent.
“I'm going to build a Node, except for a few to defend this place! Move!”
Soon the druids will be gone.
[· · ·]
One being watching him slowly approaches the tree.
(Whimpering)
Maybe it's because I spent a long time with him.
* gasp, gasp *
Chocolate standing in front of a tree cries out in despair.
Spirits swirl around.
End