Chapter 232 - Episode Twenty-Nine - High Elf Sorcerer, Devin (7) (Side: Devin)

Note: Notice! Somehow Episode Twenty-Eight is nowhere to be found. So I just moved on to the next chapter.

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The Seventh Level In this level, where the large beanstalk and fragments of the Apocalypse are scattered about, there was a man sitting in a large magic circle drawn on the ground.

He was tall, but his body was thin, with a strong neutral atmosphere.

His long, pointy ears peeked out from between his long, wavy blond hair.

This is the High Elf Priest, Devin.

Ha Ha Wha-, What a terrible thing Ive been through.

Devin is resting inside the magic circle that has a healing effect.

He had fallen off the beanstalk and banged and scraped himself here and there, and his clothes and face were covered with scars.

His bones were badly distorted. It would not be surprising if he had broken five or six bones somewhere.

It was obvious that his makeshift white magic was not enough. It should be called a miracle that he lived through in that situation.

In order to continue his activities as a substitute for the sky god, he needed to return home to heal his wounds, but there was no way he could return home after being defeated by the Marren, whom he considered inferior, and having his vestment taken away.

Devin touched his left eyelid with his hand, his expression contorted.

(This is ridiculous the contract with Thanatos has disconnected? That spirit of death, Thanatos, would not die so easily. But there is no way that Thanatos would break the oracle of Silfheim-sama, or is it possible that he has given up on me!?)

The name Spirit of Death is not a fluke.

It was said among the elves that he could not only manipulate the curse of death, but could also come back no matter how close to death he came.

It was hard to believe that such a Thanatos could be so easily extinguished.

I looked around.

However, Thanatos was nowhere to be seen.

Only Apocalypse fragments that are scattered can be seen, but Devin, who had hit his head and was unconscious, had no idea what had happened.

When I was pushed away from Thanatos, I thought I saw something huge covering the sky, but I could only vaguely recall it due to the shock of being hit all over my body.

( Anyway, Ive got to kill that Marren kid! I also told him about the war. Ill be damned for the rest of my life if I let Abel and the others get away with this, in addition to screwing up the bringing in of Altamir.)

I crouched down and bit down on my lip until the flesh peeled away.

(Fortunately, that kid slacked off until the end. For him to let me go who has lost consciousness. Abel Belek you missed your last chance. I will remind you of the magic of the High Elves, of their pride, and of their bottom line Its true that your sorcery is amazing. But youre only a fragile human being. There are many ways to do this.)

He stood up from the center of the magic circle and slowly lifted his head to stare at the sky.

(I dont know what hes up to, but he came all the way up here. He probably climbed up further. Do I wait here? No, Im going to follow him, hoping that hes engaged with Altamir and try to catch him off guard somehow.)

The beanstalk was shattered in the process, and beyond it, in the sky, was a great black hole that seemed to swallow up everything.

There should have been nothing like that when I first arrived.

Theres only one thing to think about: that might be the influence of some kind of magic that Marren sorcerer had unleashed out of necessity.

I-, Is he really human ?

He forgot his anger and went rigid for a while.

( I need to recover my body and make sure my timing is perfect. This time, lets retreat )

For the moment, Devin decided to put the issue with Abel behind him.

This was the best evidence that Devins mental strength was beginning to break down.

At that moment, he was suddenly called from behind.

Is it you? The one who half-destroyed this tower! Kuku So It was the high elves who hid the staff of destruction, huh. Ive heard that it was made from the magic power of Kudor, but as usual, I cant tell if you people have no pride or not. I cant believe you have such a thing while believing in the sky god.

When Devin turned his attention to the voice in surprise, he saw that the owner of the voice was a large man wearing a blue cloak.

He wore shiny ornaments here and there, and his swarthy eyes peered out from behind his cloak as if he were measuring Devin.

You can see the aura in my eyes, but Hmm, 20 points, I guess. Its just a little taller and more ordinary. What, its a miss, huh. It seems Its not you. Hey, High Elf, did someone beside you climbed this tower?

Devins eyes widened in astonishment.

It wasnt that Im angry that I, a High Elf, had been evaluated by a Norcs.

This was because Devin himself knew this strange-looking man.

Y-You Dont tell me, a collector?

Oh, my name is known even in the sky, huh! Good, good!

Dont fool with me! There is not a single High Elf who does not know your name!

Devin shows angry on his face, his wand at the ready.

Youre still alive! The monster who sought eternal life as a Norcs and stole our Amrita that connects our king to this world!

What a mean thing to say that I stole it. I just came in the front door and took it. Really, it was delightful. After a while, they were just shaking and no one was stopping me, after all. I knew that day that the whole thing about high elves being proud was a big lie.

Amrita is an elixir found in the Sky Country, Alfheim.

It is said that it takes a thousand years to make a cup of Amrita, which requires a large amount of concentrated drops of the magical tree Alverut, which is the source of the buoyancy of Alfheim, the Sky Country.

But the effect is so great that just one sip of it can heal all the wounds in your body, and even blow away hunger and fatigue.

Five sips will regenerate even a torn arm.

Then a single cup would rejuvenate even an old man into a young man.

However, if you drink two cups in a row, the excessive magic power will run rampant and turn the user into a horrible monster.

Two hundred years ago A collector broke into Alfheim, the sky country, in search of eternal life, defeated the strict High Elf guards head-on, and stole three cups of Amrita.

This is the reason why the collector has been alive for more than two hundred years.

When his body deteriorates, he drinks Amrita to rejuvenate.

However, the amount is only three glasses. Therefore, he used it in combination with other magic and magical tools, and drank Amrita itself little by little.

As a result, the collectors body had become so ugly that he had to cover his entire body with a cloak.

Devin had only heard of the Collectors through stories.

However, as a High Elf, Devin could not let the collector live any longer than Abel could.

Devin waved his wand and conjured up a magic circle.

So youre going to point that wand at me with a battered body like that! Fuhahahaha! Go ahead and try it! If youre lucky, you might even hit me!

The collector shouted and extended his empty hands towards Devin.

It would be suicide to do such a thing against a top-notch sorcerer.

However, Devin was rather creeped out by the gaping holes in the collectors body.

Even if it was an act of carelessness, there was no way he would do something like this without a plan.

His Instinct stopped him. He was being lured to use his magic.

But Devin couldnt let this opportunity pass him by.

Arrow of the Fairy King.

Devins conjured magic circle glowed, and a beam of light shot out from it.

A light of destruction that burns away the extension of the line.

This is a one-hit-kill attack magic that only a high-ranking High Elf sorcerer can control.

The speed and power of this magic are the highest of all magic powers.

There is no way for ordinary people to resist it.

In addition, this time, I put all of my remaining magic power into it.

In any case, if this blow is avoided, there will be no next time.

The opponent is the only norcs that invaded the sky country, alfheim, and made it out alive, the legendary monster, the collector.

Even though Devin was one of the most conceited of the High Elves, knowing the past incidents of the collector, he was not an opponent to be underestimated.

A blinding light covered Devins vision.

When his vision cleared, he saw the ground being gouged out by his own magic.

(Di- Did that finish him ?)

Just as he thought this, the low, rattling, eerie voice of the collector echoed.

Ha! What an idiot!

The next moment, his vision is covered in light.

The hot, heated light burns away Devins body and blows him away.

Devin rolled like a rag on the ground.

It was a delayed thought that the magic he had unleashed had been returned by the very same magic.

H-How, did a norcs used the Arrow of the Fairy King ?

When Devin looked up, he saw a huge mirror that had suddenly appeared in front of the collector.

In the golden abyss, several demons are represented.

When the collectors put his hands down, the mirror disappeared as if it had never existed in the first place.

So So you reflected it Where did you get such a thing

After saying that, Devin laid down on the ground.

Ha! You cant even be playmate! Small fry!

The last thing that lingered in Devins head was the voice of the collector laughing at him.