Chapter 1073 – #255_Anger, Purity, and Greed(5) – DeepL
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The hundreds of witches who had gathered to condemn the intruder who had dared to invade their city could only stand frozen in place.
They could not help but freeze in place as they saw the great magic in front of them.
-Boom!
A crater of superheated plasma, rivaling the temperature of the sun, spits out flames of eagle-eyed red.
The overwhelming, blinding light pierces your eyes like an awl.
The seawater in the tectonic plane simultaneously boils and bubbles, and a tremendous heatwave rips through Dignity Town, leaving a crater in its wake.
Leroux’s Arkula carried a total of 20 SLBMs.
Twelve with nuclear warheads.
Three warheads were borrowed as symbols by Sharon for this spell.
“Fuck…. What the fuck.”
“I don’t know, it’s fucked.”
“Can you stop that?”
The sages understand.
That magic, which only creates a tiny sun in a city at night, is a definite asymmetrical power.
It can vaporize the first person to reach it into nothingness, or it can demolish a city.
All options are in the hands of the enemy.
So the question arises.
Even if nuclear weapons are tightly controlled politically and militarily, they are still within the reach of witches.
If the mere sacrifice of a nuclear warhead can tie the hands of hundreds of great men, why aren’t elemental witches gobbling up the Witch Combat Power rankings?
Couldn’t they just steal a stockpile of nukes, enough to set the entire surface of the earth ablaze, and run with it?
There’s a reason you can’t.
For one thing, a symbol that destructive requires a lot of fuel.
No ordinary witch would have enough energy to last three generations.
But Xiu, now president of the Society, knew.
The Moon is an enormous magical formula that consumes 26% of Gehenna’s magical heavy water production.
The same goes for the Gate of Hexenacht, which was modeled after him.
If you can interfere with the Great Magick, which can create another world behind the world, and steal its output at will, you have the fuel.
Which raises another question.
Shouldn’t you be able to use tactical nuclear magic anyway, as long as you have enough power?
A witch will do anything for her magic.
Doesn’t this mean that it’s possible to recreate a miracle like this by gathering magic in some way?
The reason it wasn’t possible was something Sharon was experiencing in real time.
“Ugh….”
It was a large-scale magical ceremony that had been organized in advance.
Over the course of a month, she used the information from Xiu’s text to create a ‘theoretically’ possible magic circle, utilizing Sharon’s specialty, elemental magic, as much as possible.
However, creating a magic circle is not a skill.
Like a conductor leading an orchestra, activating a magic circle requires actively dealing with the myriad variables and noise that arise when it is activated.
Sharon doesn’t have the ability to do this perfectly.
No, she can’t.
Not just Sharon, but any elemental witch in the world.
As it is, it’s like trying to run a high-end game on a low-end computer.
If it were a game, it might stutter and bounce a bit, but an error in the operation of a spell of this magnitude would result in immediate spell failure and the death of the caster.
However.
-Whoosh!!!
The angelic rings spin wildly above Xiu’s head.
Xiu’s computing power, pushed to its limits as if in a trance and climbing a steep staircase, makes this possible.
As we share the image through our clasped hands, I hand over the parts that need to be calculated to Xiu.
While handing over, Xiu performs the seemingly impossible task of thinking, “Is this right…?” without making a single mistake.
All while the magic is happening in real time.
She’s more like a supercomputer than a human being, with incredible high-speed computing capabilities.
-Whoosh!
The magic is complete.
“Aaah…. Finally….
Sharon handed over full control of the magic to Xiu.
The superheated fireball that had been bouncing, twisting, and occasionally spinning out of control settled into a stable sphere in Xiu’s hand.
Sharon clenched her fists.
Now all we have to do is stick to the plan.
It was a spell she’d been saving for just one occasion, but luckily, the circumstances had aligned to allow her to cast it at just the right time.
The plan is not to use Sharon’s ultra-lethal New Clear Magic to strike death and terror into the hearts of her enemies.
It’s about sealing the “gate” to Hexenacht.
It breaks the essence of dimensional magic, which is supposed to be indestructible by conventional means.
It forces the heroes inside Hexennacht for a considerable period of time, forcing them to seal the door.
This will make it much easier for you to plan for Dorothy’s rescue and for your revenge.
It’s unlikely that this will spread to Gehenna Hexenacht anytime soon, as it’s simply a demonstration of spiciness.
But Xiu’s hesitation lengthened.
“…Xiu?”
Sharon looked at Xiu’s face as he stared down at his enemy expressionlessly and shook her head.
There is a demonic power in the world.
It mesmerizes humans.
It mesmerizes humans because it allows them to accomplish so much, so easily, if they give up just a little bit of thought.
Sharon and Xiu are the most familiar with this magical power.
This ‘apocrypha’, created under the most demanding conditions and circumstances, is an arcane magic that defies hierarchy.
It’s a cheat that requires a lot of fuel and ignorant math.
In terms of power, it’s roughly 25th rank.
It contains a destructive power that has never been surpassed by anyone but Kether.
If I were to throw it anywhere in the city, it would kill dozens, if not hundreds, of witches.
You’d think that would lead to a major war between Gehenna and Hexenacht.
No, it wouldn’t.
In fact, you don’t even have to go that far back.
Just throw them at the first horde you see.
That’s a lot of magic, no matter how powerful.
They’ll be stopped, but there will be casualties, even among high ranking witches.
We can fill the lotus once and for all before the war even begins.
Tonight, I can hold Dorothy in my arms when she returns.
“…….”
The enemies before you are those who must pay the price.
Outcasts of a malignant flavor, with evil deeds or ideas to match.
They are reaping what they have sown.
The wars that follow are none of their concern.
The arrogant witches of Gehenna, whose prejudice and discrimination led to Dorothy’s death and Linnaeus’ injury.
I don’t care how many people die because of their arrogance.
It doesn’t matter if the world is in ruins.
Xinxiu and his lover are strong enough to find their own happiness in the midst of a chaotic world.
It is enough for them to quietly enjoy the peace they have achieved through strength.
But….
“Xiu.
The day she stole the lotus from Yesod Manor.
Xiu met Eloa.
“Raise your spear.
Without a word, Eloa raised her sword and blocked Xiu’s way.
Xiu stood before him without explanation.
The winner was decided with deceptive simplicity.
Xiu’s spear, woven from shadows and not red branches, knocked the contract sword from Eloa’s hand in fourteen strokes.
Xiu was not pleased that even the mighty Eloa could take such a heavy penalty and still emerge victorious while healing.
But even more than the duel, Xiu dreaded the conversation that would follow.
A good teacher would stop her behavior.
But Xiu can’t give up on Dorothy.
He couldn’t help but think of the conflict their disagreement would cause and the hurt it would cause Eloa.
“Xiu, look up, it’s okay.
Unexpectedly, she smiled softly at him, her words gravelly, and pulled him into a hug.
“The reason I stopped you is because I am your teacher.
The warmth of an eternal embrace, the depth of a love that can’t be shaken off, is stronger than any force or violence.
If Eloah had not released her arms forever, she would not have been able to escape.
But she held him close for a moment, then let go of his arms.
‘And the reason I am letting you go is because I am your lover.
‘Master.
‘Do you remember what I told you before, that though the world may turn against you, I will stand by your side? I believe in my beloved student and lover, Xiu.
‘…….’
“You will return.
The Master’s faith and love in Xiu, sending her away because he knew she would return.
‘I’m having a baby, Xiu’s baby.
‘It’s eight weeks old, and today Ms. Yebin listened to the fetal heart. It’s so tiny and twitchy.
“Do you want to hear it?
I listened to the tiny, vibrant heart.
I don’t want to be embarrassed in front of him when I’m a father with a child in my arms.
I can’t betray that kind of faith and trust.
So I do.
No matter how hard it may be, no matter how many people may call me foolish, I will toe the line of self-satisfaction.
To hesitate, to agonize.
To hesitate, to agonize, to get lost without a sense of right and wrong.
To wander endlessly, searching for a better direction in a vague ambiguity as much as you want to give up.
“I’m not going to be like you.”
This is the direction Cynthia has decided to take her life.
“Be yourself.”
-Kugugugung
The light of the crater, swollen with a chant, pierces the never-ending night of Hexennacht.
The rings of the “gate” that stood so proudly above Hexennacht melt like wax.
The great magic that caused the chain of explosions dissipates with a sudden contraction.
“…….”
“…Where’s my door?”
All that remained was the shapeless remains of the destroyed door.
