LIGHTNOVELWORLD chapter 146
146. Inversion (1)
Clone, who had drawn a magic circle on the floor, stood in the exact center of the circle. And closed his eyes.
A soft blue light flowed from the magic circle.
“…No response.”
Clone sighed deeply.
If the magic you just activated interacts properly with you, a reaction will occur in the mana heart rotating around your heart. The blue light must have shimmered on his body as well.
Because it’s that kind of magic.
[Search for Mana Source].
[Search for Mana Source] After casting a spell, there were few cases where the caster’s Mana Heart and the magic circle did not react mutually.
If you fall under illusion, confusion, hypnotic magic, or an equivalent curse.
Those were all.
Clone sat down in his chair, pressing his temples with his sword.
After casting the spell, I was already certain of one thing.
“…This isn’t reality.”
After saying that, Clone opened his eyes wide and looked around his lab.
If it is an illusion or illusion-type magic, there are slight cracks and distortions that may exist.
In this unidentified world, the crack was not visible to the eye.
Nevertheless, Clone did not shake back his suspicions. This is clearly the wrong space. Clone was sure of that.
“You have to find the contradiction.”
Clone removed all the documents and materials containing research on ＜Time Reversion＞ and placed a piece of pure white paper on the neat desk.
I started writing on the paper.
“You have to do the math backwards.”
Where does the ‘twisted part’ come from?
We had to find clear evidence that this world was fake.
In Clone’s mind, thoughts accelerated rapidly.
We must abandon the myopic notion of only looking at a cross-section of the current situation.
Clone listed not only the present but also past situations.
“You have to go up to the point where the contradiction is most evident.”
Clear error.
Or something close to it.
There was one part that I suspected was such an error.
square…
Clone wrote a sentence in the center of a blank piece of paper.
＜Death of Yuma＞
“This…is an obvious error.”
I was so absorbed in the fact that Yuma was dead that I missed the point that I should have suspected.
Clone circles the sentence. I wrote down his side stories.
In the side lines, numerous sentences filled in the empty questions.
Is it true that Yuma is really dead?
I had to start with that question.
Only then was Clone able to look deeper into his memories.
There was no clear memory.
There are only residual scenes, such as the scene where the god Barbatos pierces Yuma’s upper body with his fist.
I had no memory of the details of the circumstances leading to my death.
Clone thought deeply.
Very intently.
“If this world is a curse in the form of a nightmare….”
Clone, who was deeply troubled, quickly approached the truth without realizing it.
“There must be something that acts as a key to lift the curse.”
Clone came to that conclusion.
If it is an illusion magic, the point is to destroy the illusion.
When it comes to witchcraft, there must be a unique point that falls under ＜Haeju＞.
I knew that there was a type of magic or spell that could be healed just by ‘recognizing’ that this world was fake.
However, the fact that it did not collapse even after realizing that this world was real meant that there was a key point that could dismantle this world.
Clone first let the issue of ＜time regression＞ disappear from his mind. Without the slightest trace.
If this is a curse and a nightmare, then regression is actually poison.
And when I cleared my mind and thought about it, the idea of ‘regression’ itself seemed too absurd.
“…Return is just a delusional escape.”
Wizard.
It was so hard to believe that I, who was said to be one of the people who infinitely seek knowledge, had become buried in such a delusional circuit, even though my pride was crushed.
Clone pressed down on the paper with his fountain pen.
“Barvatos.”
If this world itself is a lie.
There was a good chance that the person named Shin who killed Yuma was also an illusion.
Clone muttered softly.
“I have to think about killing this guy first.”
Clone’s eyes, which were dark like a dead person’s, glowed sharply.
***
The god of ＜Void＞ looked at the gods who were crying out for him.
“What on earth are we going to do? It’s nothing.”
Eltines, the white-haired male god sitting on a huge chair, spoke to the gods who were looking at him with a face full of astonishment.
“You guys are just trying to help me do something useful.”
Eltines looked at the seven gods who were controlling their movements with their own power.
They were all gods belonging to the second or third rank.
Eltines looked at a goddess next to him.
“It’s your turn to do the work. Infinite.”
The woman with black hair nodded with a sour face.
“By the way, Eltines.”
Caraphenel, one of the ＜Eight Evil Gods＞ and the second most powerful god of ＜Infinite＞, spoke to Eltines.
“If I replace some of the souls of these gods with a guy like that, can he become a god who can defeat that god of war?”
Eltines twisted the corner of his mouth at Karafenel’s blunt words.
“That’s something that bothers me too, but it’s better to try than not to do it, so I just do it.”
“Aha, I see. It’s not a clear purpose, but if that’s the intention, it’s worth doing….”
Carapenel, satisfied with the explanation, looked at the gods who were bound by binding magic, one of Eltines’ numerous powers.
No matter how unmatched the differences in hierarchy between the gods were, having the ability to detain the same gods as a group at once represented the greatness of Eltines, the god of ＜Void＞.
“Hey, we have to do it right.”
Karafenel said while looking at the god on his right, ＜God of Soul＞ Seiben. Seiben, a first-tier god with the appearance of an old man, opened his mouth in sweat.
“…I understand.”
“I have expanded the range of godhood storage so that there is no problem in strengthening Duke’s godhood, so you can put the souls of those gods in the order circle.”
Saben couldn’t understand Carapinel’s tone-deaf attitude, as if it was just a very simple matter.
‘Anyway… ‘These two are truly out of their minds.’
Saben gritted his teeth inwardly.
This situation was literally crazy.
Replacing the souls of gods into one god.
Because the situation was just as you said.
Countless white air currents stretched out like tentacles from Eltineth’s back. Those tentacles were tightly binding the seven gods.
Binding the bodies of the gods is meaningless. Even if the caster is the same god, he can abandon his body and run away.
Therefore, the ‘Void Chain’ of Eltines, the god of ＜Void＞, bound not only the bodies of the gods, but also the souls of the gods. So that you can’t even throw away your body.
Eltines had a golden float floating in his right hand.
The seven gods looked at the huge circular ordering circle below their bodies.
The gods, who still did not have an accurate understanding of this sudden situation, looked at Eltines and cried out.
“…What on earth is this? Even though you are the main gods of this god world…!”
“Do you think other gods would allow such evil behavior!”
Among the seven gods, ＜Master of the Ten Thousand Swords＞ and ＜God of Violence and Madness＞ shouted out to Eltines in succession.
The gods whose souls and bodies are currently confined here are all gods who are directly or indirectly related to martial arts.
Duke, the ＜God of Steel and War Cloud＞ who is currently being artificially remodeled through the Jumunjin on the floor, is a god who belongs to the ‘Mutu’ series just like them.
The reason why the sacrifices were all gods belonging to the martial arts class was to maximize the probability of success.
It was also intended to achieve the clearest strengthening effect.
Eltines looked at the fifty other gods gathered beyond the ＜Library＞, his area occupying a place in this vast god world, and then looked again at the seven gods whose souls he was squeezing.
“Anyway, even if all of you attack, you won’t be able to defeat Yuma, the guy with the name of War God. I’m just trying to combine our strength once.”
Eltineth stabbed the golden spear held in his right hand towards the most sinful god, ＜God of Violence and Madness＞, Cahorn.
“Kuuu…!”
Eltineth’s spear pierced the abdomen of Cahorn, a female god with dark red hair.
Eltines said, staring at the red pupil at the corner of his wide-open eyes.
“Considering your subjects, this is a most glorious death.”
So so so so… !
A golden crack appeared from the center of the abdomen where the spear was pierced.
My body breaks like a vessel.
-Kyaaa!
For an instant, a gray soul floated in the air and permeated the inside of the Jumunjin as if being pulled.
***
Quad deuk!
In the divine world, far beyond where distance cannot be measured.
The Duke, the ＜God of Steel and War Cloud＞ who was stepping on the land of the ‘Sky Continent’ of Middle-earth, trembled convulsively at the changes that had begun to occur in his body and soul.