Fallen Human City (1)
The definition of magic isn’t great.
It’s not very difficult or complicated.
Under a certain formula, it deals with the atmosphere and mana of objects and realizes it in reality.
That’s all.
Of course, magic in the sense that magicians truly honor.
It means everything from the process and result of implementing a more complex technique over and over again in a three-dimensional, systematic three-dimensional space with perfect and identical results.
Obviously, on a large scale, the reference in the former case was a simple definition of magic.
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However, while all those magics are implemented in reality and activated and maintained.
What was consumed in common was the mental strength and inner image of the magician who maintained the spell entirely.
And come back to the present.
With his magic and elemental power being broken, Winter wore a strong level of anti-elasticity on the inside.
‘Keep up!’
My heart was pounding and throbbing.
As if it was a little too much, his chest was pulled as if it was a force.
In an instant, blood gushed out of his mouth.
[Wow!]
Winter couldn’t stand it any longer and vomited blood.
The ground was soaked with blood like a puddle.
‘Cow, inside.’
With his elemental power, which he had urgently drawn out, was broken by a momentary strong shock.
An intense reaction echoed inside him.
Winter shuddered.
He felt a strong pain, as if his chest was being torn apart.
Maintenance of mana embodied in reality was entirely up to the caster himself.
It depends on how much mana and capacity the person who maintains it concentrates.
But this moment.
Irrespective of the front and rear, Winter drew out most of the momentary available mental power, mana, and elemental power by combining them.
It was because she knew that if she didn’t, Arina, who was one of the people in the group, would surely get a fatal blow from the attack.
The result.
The shroud of spells he drew was instantly shattered by the dead scorpion’s gigantic pincers.
Although he succeeded in rescuing Arina, the price was the resilience of his magic that he had been maintaining.
His sister, Yumi, hugged Winter as he collapsed vomiting blood.
Tadak!
Yumi took Winter with her and withdrew from the scene where the furious sheep hunt was taking place.
“How?”
Yumi moved to the rooftop of a higher floor.
Kooung-. Kugu Palace!
I looked down at the pack of werewolves in full swing for a while, then carefully let go of the winter I was holding in my arms.
She seemed concerned.
She called out to him. It was a question in the sense of okay.
Color-. New fluid -.
Winter raised only her eyes and looked up at Yumi.
His upper body moved rapidly and sucked in his breath.
He gasped.
I didn’t have the mental capacity to answer.
Every time he opened his mouth, he vomited up his throat and vomited blood like water.
He blinked slowly as he barely breathed and looked at Yumi with blurry eyes.
‘… I’m fine. Chyle.’
A person who responds that he can endure it and that it is okay,
Their own meaningful exchanges of consciousness went back and forth through their eyes.
“… How.”
However, Yumi’s concerned expression did not go away.
A look of concern was clearly visible on his face.
Boom! Quaang-!
Even when he collapsed on the ground, the intense situation continued.
[Kwaaak!]
Winter lowered her head and looked down.
Between the city streets.
I could see his group of werewolves moving quickly and steadily attacking the Dead Scorpion.
Among them, Arina, who had been saved by Winter just a short while ago, was also visible.
She moved quickly, avoiding his pincers.
A light of relief appeared in the winter snow.
‘Arina is fine. Thank god.’
Looking at it moving like that.
Although she landed on the attack, it seemed that there was no damage.
Perhaps it was.
Because the water curtain that the winter had brought out momentarily blocked most of the impact.
f*ck!
At that time, along with a dull noise, a strong blow sounded from above the guy’s back.
It was Yuhwarin, the mother of winter.
Her One shot of her oil painting Lin was decisive.
His huge body instantly collapsed, his posture lowered and his defenses released.
The two claws, which were the most threatening of the creature, were also slammed into the ground in an instant. It was a chance.
Not missing the momentary chance, the werewolves who had been circling around and feeding single hits like wolves rushed at once.
And the result.
The hunt went well.
Kung-.
Soon after, the giant body of the Nome Dead Scorpion sat down on the ground.
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“Whoa. Whoa.”
Leader Yuhwarin.
She stared at the fallen dead scorpion, breathing a little rougher.
[…] ….]
He held his breath without even a moment’s movement.
He had no more threatening weapons left.
Her two claws were pulled out, and her tail was smashed by her.
Even if the breath was still attached, there was no room for resistance.
But even so, as the leader, it was a necessary process to ascertain whether he was alive or dead.
Within
When it was confirmed that all of the guy’s biological reactions were completely turned off.
She lifted her head and turned her gaze to Winter on the rooftop across from her.
I also saw her Yuhwarin with my own eyes.
A curtain of water that unfolded at the moment when Arina was on the verge of crisis.
Only one of these hordes was able to wield that strange power.
Winter is the most special child of mother Yuhwarin.
She immediately kicked off her seat and ran towards it.
Tak!
Ahead of the fallen winter.
I heard footsteps as if someone was lightly landing.
Winter and his two sisters. As they look away,
“… ….”
There stood her mother Yuhwarin.
[Arr.]
For her silent appearance.
Soon winter gave her voice and called to her.
Then Yuhwarin’s mother, who had been looking at him with a complicated state of mind, slowly approached him.
Coming closer, she slowly brushed her winter fur.
Winter silently accepted the touch.
It was a warm touch.
‘Mother.’
Because she was the one who fought a fierce battle just before.
Her hand was swollen in places and was leaking blood little by little.
However, among the werewolves in the pack, she was the owner of outstanding physical strength, and even that was quickly regenerated and recovered.
Puffed up.
Since she was silent without saying anything, she sat next to Winter.
And then,
She buried her head in his frizzy hair and closed her eyes.
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Kurrureung-.
A huge monster, the Dead Scorpion.
Its huge body flinched, and soon it began to make loud noises.
Of course, he wasn’t still alive.
Since he had already lost his limbs and suffered massive damage, he couldn’t move.
When I lifted the corpse of such a bastard, what was worn over his shoulder?
It was none other than a number of werewolves.
Of course, it was quite a difficult process.
No matter how hard they were, carrying the entire corpse of this monster as gigantic as a house was a daunting task.
But that was when the individual was limited to only one.
A group of them well over twenty, they had enough extra stamina to take them out.
“How uh uh.”
Leader Yuhwarin.
She tapped Soyul on the shoulder.
That was the meaning of a request to lift the corpse carefully and carry it to the nest instead of yourself.
“Aww!”
Soyul’s answer was full of strength.
She replied vigorously, as if to leave it alone.
“… ….”
And standing by her side was Arina, a low-ranking individual within the group.
Arina.
She stood there with her head bowed, her eyes slightly disapproving.
A careful expression was evident.
I didn’t even think of making eye contact with Yuhwarin, the boss. Looking at her, her tail and ears hung limply.
That’s also true, because I knew how much the leader, Yuhua Lin, cherished her own child, her winter.
“Ha-ung.”
But soon, at the call of the leader Yuhwarin.
She Arina slowly raised her head.
Yuhua Lin had a faint smile on her lips.
That was the usual smile of a responsible boss, telling him to stop and go back.
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