321. Execution (3)
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In reality, the hovercar is not a suitable vehicle for transporting large numbers of people.
While it is impressive in terms of its ability to reach the upper atmosphere where the Matap is located, the need for a multi-passenger vehicle was inevitably sacrificed in order to fulfill such functionality.
“D-Don’t push me! I-I’ll fall off! If I fall from here, I’ll die too!”
“D-Don’t push me either! Don’t stick to me! Your sweat smells!”
“I’m not going to-!!”
Due to a lack of seats in the hovercar, Liru and Seras were clinging to each other and stuck to the engine.
As the two with the strongest physical abilities, it was calculated that they would be fine hanging outside. In fact, they successfully supported each other during the ascent to this height. Though they looked precarious.
No, in fact, it was remarkable enough just that they had the energy to fight each other.
Because of too many passengers, there was no stability or shock control, so even during the intense flight, they managed to maintain that level of stamina. There were also some humans who couldn’t even restrain their bodies just from the flight itself.
“…Excuse me.”
“…”
“…”
“Miss Yuria. Miss Phaynol.”
Elijah vigorously shook the two who were drooling.
One of them fainted in the middle due to motion sickness, and the other fell asleep as soon as she saw the altitude the hovercar reached.
“…Will these useless guys be of any help…?”
“…”
In truth, even as herself, Astrid had some doubts.
While she was deep in thought and holding her head, Alpha, who was looking around, suddenly stroked his chin and spoke.
“Hmm.”
“What?”
“When you think about it, Professor, isn’t it quite impressive?”
“What do you mean?”
“Even if it’s not suitable for multi-passenger use, it can still carry a decent number of people.”
“But?”
“The fact that only a woman who can come running as soon as she’s in a dangerous situation can create such a mess, isn’t that remarkable?”
Professor Astrid closed her mouth with a distinct click.
Well…
From the perspective of being a mother, I’m not sure if I should simply be delighted about that fact.
No, I don’t understand why these things would provoke such interest from Dowd’s side in the first place.
That’s understandable.
“…After all, he’s my son. Why is everyone coveting him so much?”
“…Excuse me?”
When Alpha turned to her in astonishment, Astrid, as if questioning what the problem was, glanced back at him.
“…Why are you so surprised? I can very well do things like taking care of him because I gave birth to him due to my stomach being in pain—”
“…”
“…”
In the sudden, dreadful silence that followed, Astrid momentarily closed her mouth.
Uriah and Phenol, who had been unconscious, Liru and Seras whispering behind the engine stone, even Elijah right behind, all stared at Astrid with shocked eyes.
“…Why are you acting like this?”
As she spoke again somewhat unevenly, Elijah stuttered hesitantly.
“…T-that’s not what you meant, right?”
“…What do you mean?”
“From the start, towards us, the level of animosity was so extreme, almost oddly restrained, uh, in terms of restraint—”
“What on earth are you all talking about—”
“…Let’s stop this dreadful talk.”
Before such words could continue, a voice suddenly came from beside the hover car.
Dowd had appeared, noticing them at some point and leaning in beside.
“…How did you find out and come all the way here again?”
There was a faint hint of moisture in his voice.
Unlike before, this time, there was a palpable sense of gratitude for coming here without questioning or probing during this crisis.
To Dowd’s inquiry, Elijah smirked faintly and replied, “Well, whether you like it or not, Professor, you can’t escape from us.”
“…And for those who left me here to handle things, I’ll be sure to collect the due payment thoroughly—”
“…Let’s not fight.”
Sure enough, it was clear that this vagrant didn’t miss the warming atmosphere.
“So, what’s the way to win?”
“…Well, that’s something.”
In response to Elijah’s question, Dawood chuckled lightly.
“I don’t know the way to win, but there’s something I want to try.”
“…Something you want to try?”
“It crossed my mind when we all gathered last time, something I haven’t attempted.”
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There are situations in life that, even though never experienced before and not taught by anyone, one can instantly recognize.
So.
Even Professor Mobius, who had never been pushed into a corner before in his life, could very well acknowledge the predicament he was currently in.
In his fervently boiling mind, it was as undeniably clear that things were going terribly wrong.
No, it wasn’t just wrong.
It was going horribly, horribly wrong.
-!
This madwork, a culmination achieved over many years, his ‘achievements’ in themselves.
And those things were crumbling in real time.
His masterpieces, worthy of awe no matter where they were displayed, were being devoured in heaps by each of the enemy’s attacks.
“-Get in!”
“These crude machines and such!”
Blue regimes colliding with bursts of indigo magic, intertwining, enveloping every direction.
And just from that, a drone legion capable of covering the sky was being swept away in unison.
Despite not seeming to get along, their skill in instantly pulverizing the surroundings into ruins was top-notch.
“-For it.”
Of course, it wasn’t as if, by saying there weren’t such things, Mobius himself would be rendered powerless immediately. There were still plenty of means at his disposal.
No.
Compared to the countless facilities of this madwork, it might be more accurate to call himself the “main base.”
-!
Without any calculation or mental preparation, as his hands gestured lightly, multiple spells were cast in an instant.
Each of those, while seeming like ordinary spells attempting to mimic others, were top-tier spells that could fry a brain attempting to emulate them.
Mobius. The master of the martial tower. The seeker of truth.
Even without the assistance of facilities, he is a genius who can reach this level by simply using his abilities to attack his enemies.
Moreover, this place is his own fortress built over many years, making it overwhelmingly advantageous for him.
As a result, the potions he created now possessed a power that could be called disastrous without embarrassment.
However.
“No way!”
The hero, Elijah, intervened with a shout.
There may be several reasons why the hero is considered the strongest force in humanity, but the fundamental reason is undoubtedly his holy sword, which is his own possession.
The ability to turn all opposing energies to zero, a power that in a sense is irrational for even a magician.
In the brilliant light emitted by the holy sword, all the formulas he had prepared collapsed.
“An opening!”
And in that moment, his thought briefly faltered, and immediately white magic mixed with red magic surged upward.
While the white magic of the white demon inherently possessed the ability of ‘temptation’, when combined with the ability of the red demon, which never goes out until the opponent is reduced to ashes, it clearly had an interesting ascending effect.
Even though it clearly did not reach him, when looking at the research building that was ‘pulled in’ and completely incinerated as if a black hole had appeared, the thought naturally arose.
As if the two magics were combined and exhibiting completely new properties.
“…Don’t make me laugh.”
All the facilities capable of dealing with opponents with magic were already prepared. However, the demons that suddenly appeared in this place…
They are using their magics ‘combined’ to amplify its effects.
The reason that is possible is…
“…Because there is a focal point where forces that have no reason to gather, forces that will never cooperate, can be gathered.”
With that thought in mind, Mobius, who had no choice but to accept this, suddenly heard Dowd’s voice.
“If you’re jealous, create a harem too.”
“
Is he even reading my thoughts?
“No, I was just making a face of injustice.”
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In response to Dowd’s voice, which seemed to mock him, Mobius clenched his teeth until they broke.
“-You bastards…! Stop laughing. Stop laughing…!”
And in his eyes, as he uttered those words, a dangerous color blazed.
“I, I can’t be defeated in a place like this-!”
Without a doubt, it was so.
“I have a goal that I must achieve. I can’t be hindered by a mere beggar like you!”
The evolution of humanity.
A sublime goal that must inevitably be reached someday.
Mobius had a reason that could never be defeated.
His consciousness drifted back to when he first entered the Ma-top five years ago.
Yes. The harrowing memories he experienced there completely transformed him. It was—
“—Not interested.”
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Mobius’ consciousness, which was about to continue its introspection, was abruptly pulled out.
Daud Campbell, who had approached in an instant, with muscles tense across his entire face, uttered words with a hearty laugh.
“Something like the awakening event of a villain, do you think it’ll be given?”
With those words.
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