178. Limit
It felt like a dream.
When I looked around, all I could see was dust flying on the barren land without a single tree. Without realizing it, I stopped breathing.
A deep hole dug in front of me.
The skull mask placed there and the wand of the archmage rolling around.
“Sharkal.”
Looking at the last memento announcing his death, he is now slowly realizing the reality and coming to his senses.
A while ago, I literally died without a miracle from the goddess. He clenched his fists, feeling a sense of complete defeat at the Archmage who has now disappeared into dust.
‘……’
experienced limitations.
This was an obvious limitation.
In my previous life, I simply thought that I couldn’t overcome it because my body was damaged a lot while attacking the forest of the Demon Realm.
However, with a young body without a single injury, I have been training hard. Even outside, I tried not to let go of the sense of the real battle.
Even though the sharp senses unique to the demonic forest that she had as a Sherpa had died a lot, I thought that I could try enough thanks to my greatly improved physical abilities.
In fact, if the me from the past and the present me fought, the current me would probably win.
‘Nevertheless, I lost.’
Because you can’t handle mana?
there will be that too
He could have had the ability to resist Sharqal’s Twisted Mana.
However, I felt that the limits of a man simply called Daniel MacLean were clearly visible.
“Daniel!”
While he was contemplating himself, the girl’s voice and warm weight came from behind.
Hayoon hugged me and called my name repeatedly with a crying voice.
“Daniel! Daniel!”
“Hayoon?”
I wondered why he was doing this all of a sudden, but starting from the slightly trembling hands that I felt over his clothes, and looking at the messy clothes and hair, it seemed that something had happened.
“I thought you were dead! Even the Archwitch said you must be dead, so I was really scared!”
“Oh, sorry.”
Since he was practically dead, he honestly apologized to Hayoon. Had it not been for the disrespectful Goddess of Time, I would have left Ha-Yoon alone in the forest of the Demon Realm.
“Wait a minute, what about Kulika?”
Come to think of it, isn’t it Kulika who got caught up in Sharqal’s last explosion with me? Even if he was a king, even if he survived on that street, he would be as good as half-dead.
But no matter how much I looked around, I couldn’t see Coolica.
It was because I was convinced that he was not a man who would die so easily because he had disappeared without leaving a trace.
“……How much time has passed since the explosion?”
I asked Hayoon a little urgently.
The goddess of time stopped and I needed to check how long it took me to come to my senses.
“About… about an hour has passed. The Archwitch must have sensed something and hurriedly went to the Witches’ Village. I came here to find you.”
“one hour?”
too long
Did Kulika run away?
‘No, I don’t think I’ll just run away. If he had come to his senses, he would have taken care of me first.’
Because I was the biggest stumbling block to him trying to kill the earliest end.
At that time, Ha-yoon opened her mouth while hesitating next to her.
“And Daniel, while you were fighting, the shaman of time came to visit us.”
“……!”
I heard that he was accompanying Coolica, but he visited Hayoon and the Archwitch?
“It was swept away by the explosion, but I think it’s still alive, judging from how it came back to life even after dying.”
“What the hell…”
I was confused about what the situation was, but at that moment, an explosion and smoke rose from afar and covered the sky.
It could be seen that such a commotion was common in the demonic forest, but that was a little different. A power that could only be produced when a large number of people used magic as a group.
Looking at it, I said as if I was possessed by something.
“Let’s go to the Witches’ Village.”
*
“Whoa, whoa.”
Because Sharkal died, he was able to manipulate mana at will. Thanks to this, the Great Witch was able to get on her staff and quickly return to the village.
A magical sound from the village just before made her heart pound. In the rising smoke, she wished for the village’s well-being.
When she returned to the village of witches, the great witch had no choice but to look at the two people in the center of the village with a disappointed expression.
One is the witch of time.
Even in Sharkal’s self-destruction, she was leisurely walking through the village without any scars, slaughtering witches with a smile on her face.
And the other is the werewolf Kulika.
His appearance was unusual.
Blood is dripping from all over the body, and the black mane that has always flowed calmly is torn in places, and the skin is exposed.
His eyes were open, but it was unclear whether he was conscious. On his forehead, there was a stamped mark of the goddess of death, the same as that of the shaman.
The shaman took Kulika, who was injured after being caught up in Sharqal’s self-destruction, as her own. Of course, even in the midst of being unconscious, Kulika continued to nod and try to escape from the restraints.
The priestess introduced Coolica as she saw the archwitch walking into the village with despondent steps.
“Awesome, right? Coolica, the Lord of the Forest, is in my hands. Of course, if you recover from your injuries, you will easily get out of these restraints.”
Poo-wook.
The shaman thrusts her bone sword into Coolica’s chest. A terrifying madness emanated from that action without a moment’s hesitation.
“If I keep injuring his body like this, won’t I be able to treat it as mine forever?”
“Crazy.”
A lip-biting archwitch.
That woman, imprinted by the goddess of death and moving to life, is completely insane.
I had no choice but to think so, and the madness spread fear to people, but the Archwitch could not back down.
All witches are dead.
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Just like the scene he saw when he first met the priestess of time, all the witches were lying down, drenched in pooled blood.
“Why, why did you attack our village?”
Looking at the big witch’s expression, the shaman slowly put her hands together. As if praying.
“They were wicked. Looking down the basement, you did a lot of pretty dirty work, didn’t you? Starting with the man for the seed pod, to the use of people as magical materials.”
“……”
“How can you be born with your own belly and use it as a magic ingredient without affection just because you are a man? That’s great.”
“So you judged us on behalf of God?”
“Hehe, if you want to think like that, think about it.”
The Great Witch couldn’t deny that it was a village with a lot of blood that was so dirty that she couldn’t even point her finger at the Maiden of Time.
Because she too was infinitely close to evil if we were to distinguish between good and evil. But that was how witches survived.
He was hated by the gods for possessing the power of prophecy, and was driven to such a threatening forest.
Since only women had the ability to prophesy, men naturally abandoned them and left the village.
After all, if you raise a man, you’ll find out when you grow up.
That there is no reason for him to be confined to a remote area like this without the ability to prophesy.
Some live in a village like this with shackles on the notice of the gods, but who just leaves without regret?
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Jealousy and madness were the roots of a tradition the witches of the Black Forest had followed for a long time.
“Hey, what are you going to do? If you get down on your knees here and pray, I can give you life.”
“…if you’ve already lost everything, what would you do with an old bitch surviving?”
She has no power to rebuild the village anymore. The witches of the Black Forest had lost all their bloodlines and thought it was the end.
“Ouch, ugh.”
A faint groan could be heard in the distance.
Adrina, who was lying in the hospital room, was crushed by the rubble of a collapsed building, bleeding from her forehead, and struggling to get out of there.
Were there any survivors?
It was a great witch who thought that the shaman had missed it. I knew it the moment I saw the shaman’s expression.
“Oh, one man was alive.”
deliberately kept alive.
The shaman deliberately kept that little girl alive until the great witch came.
why?
why?
These questions naturally surfaced in my head, but the shaman immediately resolved them.
“Then how about this? I’m going to spare that one child, so please do one thing for me. Is it that easy?”
“Four years… Actually, it was for this.”
“Oh my, what a rude thing to say.”
A maiden who covers her mouth and smiles.
It is true that the village of witches has committed unspeakably evil deeds, but in reality, it did not matter much to the shaman.
I just added to myself that there was a reason for that.
“It’s really no big deal. Rather, it would be a proposal that you would welcome?”
“……”
“Should I accept it? Is that how you can save that child? As you can see, she is the most talented among the witches.”
Did you figure that out in such a short amount of time?
Reason and sensibility fought so fiercely that heat filled the archwitch’s head.
Sensitivity was not that important to the Archwitch, who had been trained for a long time. Even if he begs for his life right now, he will save Adriana first.
Having judged that, the Archwitch slowly knelt down.
“What do you want?”
Even though the reality of having no choice but to ask for mercy from the shaman who killed most of her family was too humiliating.
Even that small child had to survive.
She didn’t want her family to perish in her own generation, as she bore the name of the Great Witch.
“It’s simple, you only need to warp once. I think it would be a bit difficult to run with Kulika in this state.”
Even now, Coolika was shaking her head to and fro to get out of the imprint. Just looking at it, it didn’t seem like much time.
“Cha-am, if it weren’t for me, you would already be dead. If you saved my life in this way, I should be grateful.”
The Miko, who thrust the bone sword into Kulika again, sighed and spoke to the Archwitch.
“I’m going to go to a very small town, so get ready.”