Genius Warlock-Episode 479
479. Omen (Omen)) (1)
A huge underground cavity where the only light is a bonfire.).
One side of the darkness spread everywhere stirred and tore apart in the form of a tornado, opening up space..
It is a technique that reinterprets portal magic as black magic, and the shadows of the unbending knee, the skunk boy, and the fan protrude from the darkness thicker than the darkness in the torn space..
“Damn it······.”
The unbending knee of the red man warlock muttered lowly..
It was a natural reaction since all of the companions who went with him were caught up in the fight between the creature and the paladin and were wiped out, and he returned alive alone..
How shameful and painful this is..
However, what bothered him just as much was the warlock who interrupted him twice..
This is Dave, the troubleshooter on Street 30, Area T..
He knew he was using the souls of his comrades, and even went so far as to counter it..
I didn't understand. How is that possible? When it comes to black magic, ingredients are more important than skill... At least that's what I learned.
So even their own people were used as black magic ingredients..
However, he mixed emotions, vitality, and magic together to create energy similar to the soul..
Although it was nothing compared to a real soul, the important thing was that it blocked his own black magic. Without sacrificing anyone.
My knees wouldn't bend, and I felt a feeling that was hard to describe..
A truly complex and painful emotion that is a mixture of helplessness, inferiority, and guilt..
The unbending knee, which was calm in any situation, became agitated to the point where it was noticeable on the outside..
But it was okay. Besides the knee that wouldn't bend, Pan's shadow and the skunk boy were also in equally bad condition..
Fan's Shadow is addicted to disease-weakening black magic and has been using too much of its power. Now, its condition has deteriorated to the extent that it is noticeable even at first glance.,
The skunk boy was in a panic and was panting as if he would run out of breath at any moment..
No wonder my head was almost split by a paladin with a terrible expression..
Probably, if it weren't for Dave who suddenly stopped me, I would have been torn apart from head to groin..
‘Why did you stop me??’
A question that must naturally be asked. But none of them could think deeply about this..
It was because a fan approached in the dark..
“Hey... Looking at them, it seems like everyone had a hard time.?”
Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the fan. I couldn't see him properly because there was backlight from the bonfire, which was the only light. In particular, his face was completely covered by the backlight, so it was impossible to see what kind of expression he was making..
“An unexpected variable... There was.”
“what variable?”
My unbending knees couldn't answer right away. He doesn't know how to explain the variables he sees..
An artificial soul imitating a soul, a shadow mouth similar to one's own shadow teeth, but its power is the difference between heaven and earth..
It was full of things I couldn't believe even after seeing them..
The feeling of intimidation was no different from what I felt when I met the fan and the eternal puppet in front of me..
“hey? Are your ear holes clogged? What- Tootles, why are you such a jerk??”
Pan saw Tootles crouching and trembling next to his unbending knee. Even my own shadow next to it.
“shit! Why did you become an asshole again? huh? What the hell happened??”
Pan grumbled at the people and creatures who worked hard to carry out his orders. light and emotional.
But no one got angry because they were already used to it. I'm just curious.
“didn't you see?”
“what?”
“I asked if you hadn't seen it... Can't you see and hear everything that happens inside the Intestine Tunnel??”
“iced coffee······. I was watching something more interesting.”
Pan pointed his thumb in the direction of the campfire behind him. A bonfire is the only fire lit for the ceremony..
There the ceremony was in full swing, as when the unbending knee left..
Colleagues drumming and dancing around a huge bonfire and a tall totem.
‘······uh?’
But something was strange. The behavior of the companions, who beat drums and danced to attract the devil's interest, was very consistent..
No matter how good a dancer he is, he cannot dance exactly the same over and over again, but he was dancing very exactly the same now..
It even feels unrealistic.
That wasn't the only strange thing. The form of dance also changed.
It's not a warrior dance, which is a tribal tradition, but a strange flowing dance. It looked like someone was grabbing the hair and shaking it..
creepy······.
My unbending knees looked at the fan, feeling a chill run down my spine..
“fan.”
“Just let this idiot come to his senses for a moment..”
The fan stood up Tootles, who was wearing a skunk cape, and slapped him roughly on the face and shouted..
“Wake······. Come to your senses.”
“When, when······?”
“What happened that made you act like a coward who peed on the bed??”
“Turn it off, turn it off-”
“-take no interest!”
The fan hit Tootles in the face again. It may have seemed like a joke at first glance, but the fan was sincere. I really wasn't interested at all.
“What matters is that you are the Tootles of Neverland. Tootles. Tootles is a kid who makes short-tongued noises, is called a dork, and is unafraid and smiles in any situation. Brightly. So, it's Tootles. Huff, huff cowards are not Tootles! If it's not Tootles, you don't need it!! What are you?”
“me, i-”
Tootles scared... The boy, more accurately called Tootles, was frightened and stuttered his words. As if he wanted to say something. fans warned.
“-Remember that. If you're not Tootles, I don't need you, and if you don't need me, you can't go back to Neverland again. Is that what you want? huh?”
Never Land)
Tootles reacted to those words and felt more fear than when his head was almost split open with an axe..
Fear exerts physical force. I raised Tootles, who was scared and weak, and forced him to smile brightly..
“No, it's time... I'm Tootles. Hehehe.”
A boy of about five years old laughed, dominated by fear..
At that sight, my unbending knee felt an inexplicable disgust and anger..
The fans didn't care at all.
“shadow······. You're not in a good state either.?”
The fan asked his shadow, whose shape had been distorted due to illness, and the shadow forcibly stood up as if it was okay and announced that it was in good health..
I am OK. I'm fine..
“no way······. I don't think so?”
Pan asked lightly, and the shadow stiffened in fear..
It was similar to what a child who could no longer work in a factory looked like right before he was kicked out..
“hmm······. Should I make a new one??”
Pan muttered. Like throwing away a broken lighter and buying a new one..
The shadow froze at that light word, and the fan burst out laughing at the sight..
“Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! I'm kidding. joke. Why would I change you... You are the most capable shadow, but I won't change... I can move?”
nod.
“Remember what I said?”
nod.
“Well then, that's it. Okay then, get ready quickly.-”
-widely.
The unbending knee rose and grabbed Pan's arm. I can't please him anymore.
“······why?”
“Where is Lily? What about other people??”
I asked what bothered me the most about knees that wouldn't bend. In addition to the ritual performers, there were numerous tribesmen here, especially Lily, who danced on a huge drum. But now I can't see it.
The fan pointed to the bonfire as before..
“go and see for yourself.”
My unbending knees felt ominous, so I instinctively ran towards the bonfire and was soon able to see it..
A colleague with black eyes.
A colleague with black fluid leaking from their eyes, nose, or mouth.
A colleague who dances strangely without stopping even in that state..
A colleague whose feet are torn and burst and who draws a jin (陳) made up of bloody footprints.
Upon seeing the scene before my eyes, my unbending knees felt an ultimate fear rising from deep within me that I could not describe..
Swearing, fists, fire, knives, guns and other unimaginable and unknown fears..
All that the unbending knee could feel was helplessness and worthlessness, unable to understand or resist..
As proof of this, my knees wouldn't bend, I forgot to breathe, cold sweat broke out on my back, and my whole body stiffened like a stone..
The only thing that moved was my eyeballs, which moved contradictorily as if I was possessed by something, even though I wanted to escape this fear..
“······uh?”
The unbending knee, which barely moved its eyeballs in fear, made a dumb sound when it saw something..
It wasn't the comrades dancing even though their legs were broken, the tribesmen burning as firewood in the bonfire, or even their younger brother who was on one side with his eyes closed in fear..
It was none other than Lily.
Lily fell on top of the giant drum she was dancing on. Her appearance had changed in a surprising and terrible way..
Lily, who used to be as green as a spring bud, had her face and limbs wrinkled and withered like an old woman who had starved for several years..
The only thing that had any flesh was my stomach, which was bulging as if all the nutrients in my body had been consumed. As if I was pregnant.
‘no······.’
A knee that does not bend is unclean. It was never something holy or sacred like pregnancy. Rather, it was the opposite. It was something unclean and profane. something that insults life.
All humans could feel from that was disgust, fear, and despair. overwhelming despair.
“That's why I shouldn't have brought the prince. Then it wouldn't have been like that.?”
Knees that wouldn't bend turned their heads after hearing the sound and saw the fan talking like it was someone else's business..
Only then could the unbending knee see the fan's expression..
He was smiling. He was smiling dirtyly as his desires were fulfilled..
I didn't know it would end up like this. Apparently, they said that they had summoned the devil through a ritual to give money to the citizens of the city, and that was why they had gathered all the tribe members here, but they were deceiving them. Even Lily said she was her own friend!
Unbending Knee, who realized all the facts, became so angry and sad that he forgot his fear, and used this to regain his physical freedom and use black magic towards the fan.-
-Suddenly.
A cold sound echoed from the huge underground cavity, and my unbending knee fell to one side. She looked with him. A clown with a toy scythe and his own leg cut off by the scythe..
“······Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
Knees that wouldn't bend fell on a puddle of their own blood and screamed..
The eternal child fan shouted at the sight..
“Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! Well then, let’s get ready! get ready to hunt!”
***
“What are you doing??”
The red-haired paladin asked, grabbing Oliver's collar with one hand. He didn't just grab it, he lifted it with great strength..
It was truly unsettling to look at, but the anxiety was amplified several times because of the flashing ax blade. Although the parties were calm,.
“sorry. I blocked it without even realizing it..”
Oliver said the same thing as before. Because he really didn't know why. The moment I saw it, I moved instinctively. kinda like that.
“Without even knowing? That's why?”
The paladin interrogated him while holding him by the collar, as if he had no intention of letting him go. Although he was out of breath, Oliver understood..
The reason the red-haired paladin was angry was none other than Anselm. He had great respect for Anselm, and the reason he was angry was because he was injured..
In the meantime, since he was in the way, it was natural for him to grab him by the collar..
Oliver struggled to answer, feeling that it would be rude to ignore it. I'm not sure, but roughly what it feels like..
“hmm······. To put it bluntly, it's a bit like that..”
“······what?”
“No matter what, the head of someone who looks five years old is split right in front of you... It's a bit like that..”
Oliver said, sounding uncertain. Because I didn't actually see it split, I didn't know how it would feel..
I just blocked it because I thought it would have been blocked if it had been cant..
Oh, that seemed right. If it had been cant, it would have been blocked..
After saying it, it seemed quite plausible. It didn't seem like he was a paladin.
“Don't talk nonsense. You blocked me because I was a brat? warlock?”
“yes.”
“······I didn't see what that kid did.?”
Oliver saw Anselm poisoned by a bullet fired by a skunk boy. Although the trauma was cured using sacred methods, the poison could not be completely detoxified, so the condition was not good..
“I'm sorry about that... Still, that's kind of the way it is..”
“Holy shit-”
“-Above all, aren't you all saints??”
Stop.
“A shield that protects the human world and humans on behalf of God. If you harm a child because you are angry... Isn't it a bit like that??”
Oliver expressed his feelings without hesitation..
There was not a single person who denied it. 'Cause he got it right.
“······I stopped it because it was unbecoming of a paladin.?”
“I hadn't even thought of that, but I think that's true too..”
“My thoughts are different.?”
“yes?”
“What if you're on the same side as the fan??”
“······?”
“No, that's right..”
Kwaak······. The paladin added strength to his hand holding his collar..
“Commanding the intestines that filled the abandoned mine, easily subduing the shadow of the Red Man Warlock, doing nothing until Anselm was injured, and moving only after he was injured... It's so suspicious, isn't it? It even interfered with defeating the enemy..”
“You are a five year old boy-”
“-Wouldn't it make more sense to say that he was a warlock who got along with the fan and led us into a trap??”
The paladin adjusted the ax in one hand. So I can swing it right now.
After thinking carefully, Oliver answered..
“Well, that makes sense too... It would have sounded much more believable if the paladin's feelings weren't just malicious towards me..”
The red-haired paladin lost his senses and raised his ax..
Joanna, who was restless, was startled by the sight and grabbed the ax to stop her..
“wait a minute. never mean bad-”
“shut up! Bitch!”
The red-haired paladin shook him off and shouted..
“I’ve been watching it since before! You made eye contact with that guy and hit it off?! You’re going to stick around for four years, right? I love black magic! A window like this - gasp!”
The paladin stopped speaking and took a deep breath. Severe pain in one arm.
The hand was holding Oliver's collar, and when he turned his head, Oliver was holding the paladin's wrist with his thin hand..
Wow.
As he exerted strength with his hand, which consisted only of bone and skin, the paladin slowly lowered the arm that was holding Oliver..
Everyone watched in silence..
“sorry······. I'm out of breath..”
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