Chapter 96.The Sky is Falling (3)
“Oracle! The oracle is coming down!”
The altar where Blanc had gone up to meet Monica Sanctus.
Next to it, candles of blue light were being lit in abundance.
The silver-haired girl at the highest point of that altar.
As Iselin’s eyes gradually filled with blue color, the passage connecting this world and the Goddesses was finally connected.
“Finally!”
Pope Bonifacius was facing the first oracle manifested by the 17th Saintess Iselin Sanctus right in front of him.
At the majestic sight seen for the first time in his life, even the cold-hearted Bartomyu was merely watching in a trance.
Iselin’s slender body was slowly lifted into the air.
The divine energy felt around her was separating her from the secular world.
Thus, when Iselin’s hair, having completely taken her feet off the secular world, was finally completely dyed blue.
The Goddess opened her eyes.
-The Black Wolf is biting the void darkness.
Iselin’s hair was let loose in all directions as if it had entered underwater.
“Oh Goddess!”
Pope Bonifacius was moved to tears feeling the existence of the Goddess.
The Goddess lowered her gaze and looked at those worshipping her.
Then she opened her mouth.
-The Black Wolf is trying to block the gap of the torn world.
Simultaneously with those words, the pink young bird that was on Iselin’s head flapped its wings and flew up into the sky.
The young Phoenix circled the Goddess' head and burned itself with divine flames.
In the Room of Blessing, the Goddess' divine blue light and the red heat emitted by the Phoenix filled up.
The Room of Blessing filled with divine energy was no longer a place belonging to the human world.
This was the space of the Goddesses.
-The Immortal Divine Beast shall guide you.
The Goddess borrowing Iselin’s body raised a fingertip and pointed somewhere.
“SCREECH-!”
The young Phoenix, upholding the Goddess' guidance, shot out of the temple like an arrow and flew high into the sky.
Fast, very fast.
Faster than anything in this world.
A line made of red color cut across the sky.
Bartomyu turned his head and saw the direction the young Phoenix flew.
A red line cutting the sky was cast long beyond the window.
And the place that line was heading to was.
“Norington…….”
The young Phoenix guided by the Goddess was flying toward the Black Wolf in Norington.
***
A knight who transcended death was looking at a knight who walked one step out beyond the darkness.
Barzio knew.
That the knight named Simon Diez possessed sensitive senses and a delicate soul.
And that the talent he possessed was not ordinary.
One knight standing in the darkness.
‘…….’
Drops of blood were forming on the sword he was holding.
Simon, who obtained the Mind’s Eye by transcending the wall in exchange for losing his physical eyes.
A blue light brightening the darkness was seen in front of him.
It was a bright light recognizable even from afar, but that light was currently flickering very perilously.
Simon, having discarded his physical eyes, realized.
What was gnawing at the blue light was not the darkness of this world.
Those things forcibly pushed away things that should originally exist in that spot and occupied the place.
Then they were gnawing at the light.
The blue light illuminating the world wiggled in pain.
Simon gripped his sword.
“I see you all.”
In the last life, there was a knight dyed by Void who threatened humanity.
The Liberation Front had to pay numerous sacrifices to defeat him, and eventually, the knight dyed by Void could only be stopped through the sword of Gornas Balthazar, the Sword Saint of that era.
One who was like a nightmare to humanity.
Void Knight Simon Diez.
“I am coming. My Lord.”
He moved.
However, he in this life was not one dyed by Void.
The drop of blood hanging on the tip of Simon’s sword fell down.
It was the last drop of blood that flowed down from Simon’s eyes.
***
There was a knight heading through the dark wheat field without a single moonlight.
He was silently cutting down the pitch-black wheat field and creating a path.
The path he was creating was straight and upright, heading directly toward someone.
And finally, the knight who cut through the dark wheat field could reach the place he aimed for.
To the place where blue light shone.
“Simon!”
Simon Diez.
Blanc’s faithful knight jumped into the sea of malice to save his lord.
“Baron! I have come!”
“Simon……!”
The corners of Blanc’s mouth looking at Simon trembled.
It was because red bloodstains were full around Simon’s eyes.
“Simon……!”
Simon turned his head toward the side where Blanc’s voice was heard and smiled.
“Those wicked things can no longer harm me.”
He was smiling while shedding tears of blood.
Simon, who cut his physical eyes with a sword and came to look at the world with the Mind’s Eye.
As he wished, he found his lord who was losing light in the crimson darkness.
Then he stood by his side.
From now on, his lord would not be alone in the darkness.
Simon raised Blanc and turned his head to look in the direction where the knights were.
Although not visible, he could feel.
The blue light trying to approach them somehow.
And the void things trying to block the gap between them.
Simon held the sword Blanc bestowed and opened his Mind’s Eye.
He jumped over the wall today.
Things polluted by Void rushing toward Simon from all directions.
He cut them down first with flowing sword movements before those evil hands could even touch his collar.
One who lost light was creating light.
“Do not enter my territory!”
To Simon who realized the Mind’s Eye, the concept of a blind spot no longer existed.
He looked at the world through the sensitive senses he originally possessed along with the eyes of the soul he realized.
Simon moving his body following the path of the sword that did not disconnect, riding the flow he created.
Simon’s sword emitted light in the darkness.
SLASH-.
Pitch-black blood splashed onto his face, but Simon did not care.
He became free even from the trauma regarding blood that always held Simon’s ankle.
Simon Diez.
He was one who escaped from all views and gazes existing in the world.
“Hup!”
Blanc drew Aselheit’s sword and wrapped white thunderbolts around it.
At that moment, Simon saw a white flower blooming ‘behind’ his back.
It was a brilliant light driving away darkness.
Light visible even to one who lost light.
“Simon!”
Simon answered Blanc’s call.
Simon and Blanc put their backs to each other.
The light visible even in darkness and the knight of the Mind’s Eye visible even in darkness protected each other.
Thus, they protected themselves from things trying to tear them apart.
“Baron!”
And the flag of blue light marching toward them.
The knights under that flag began to shine again.
The Black Wolf shone its blue eyes and howled.
“Make a path for me!”
At his howl, hundreds of eyes embedded in the Void Tree looked at Blanc simultaneously.
Blanc felt the shadow of a huge existence trying to enter through his vision.
Those things tried to stab and break him to make him submit, but.
“……I did not return to crumble here.”
Blanc did not yield to that, raised his eyes fiercely, and accepted the Void Tree’s gaze entirely.
Warrior of the Liberation Front, Blanc Scar.
The man chosen as a regressor overtaking numerous heroes.
The man possessing an indomitable mental strength acknowledged by Ulrich Tiedemann, the Archmage of the Illusion School, did not submit to the young Void Tree that had only just opened its eyes.
Blanc Scar was a person who knew well how to oppose the Void.
Things contained in his heart began to burn roughly.
“I returned to cut you down.”
***
“Haaap!”
The knights hid Blanc inside the flag and navigated through the evil sea.
Inside the space created by terrible malice, the knights found it difficult to take steps as if walking in a mud pit.
The instinct sleeping inside their bodies was refusing to go forward.
However, the knights did not yield.
Rakshar swung the flag here and there as if chasing away darkness with a torch and drove away those dyed by Void.
The knights defeated darkness, shook off hands grabbing them, and crawled up to the highest place in Norington.
“Finally!”
Thus, they finally arrived.
In front of them, the ominous tree that created the Crack of the World stood covering everything.
“Do not look at it!”
At Blanc’s sharp indication, the knights hurriedly avoided their gaze.
However, unlike them, Blanc rather raised his head and looked at the Void Tree in front of his eyes.
He arrived.
Jumping over 30 years, following Ulrich’s arrangement embedded in the night sky, finally to this place.
The eyeballs of the Void Tree that made eye contact with Blanc were rolling their pupils around.
Blanc raised Aselheit’s sword toward the ominous tree.
Blanc, the only regressor in this world, knew well what he returned to do.
He will cut it down.
That evil and ominous thing tearing the world apart.
Blanc could know from the meeting with the Goddesses.
Blanc saw the huge thing approaching from the far end of the universe that they were blocking.
Therefore, Blanc realized.
That the Void Tree is a fragment of a cosmic existence that cannot be completely removed with a mortal’s energy.
However, the Void Tree in front of his eyes right now was a weak Void that had just opened its eyes.
‘If I pull up the energy of the Goddesses.’
And he, holding Aselheit’s sword, was the Seeker of the Blue Star chosen by the Goddesses.
If he used the power of the Goddesses, the true masters of this world, surely the still young Void Tree would not be able to handle that energy.
However.
Even though Blanc and the knights pierced through those polluted by Void and approached closely, the Void Tree showed no particular reaction.
Rather, as if ridiculing them, it half-opened its eyes and was just looking at them as if they were laughable.
“This time, surely…….”
However, what the Void Tree thought was not important to Blanc.
He was a person who returned solely for this moment.
Blanc quietly closed his left eye and fell into his mental world.
Deeply, more deeply.
Looking at his soul with the closed left eye and looking at the Void Tree in reality with the open right eye, he was connecting the two worlds like that.
At that moment.
Numerous pupils hanging on the Void Tree gathered their gaze to one place.
Although it couldn't be, the knights felt like they heard the sound created by hundreds of pupils turning in an instant.
“Wh-What is that!”
Aubert had been responding strongly to the unknown darkness seen for the first time until now, but realized something was different just this time.
The sky created by the Goddesses was collapsing.
Noel cast his gaze down and did his best not to meet the eyes of the Void Tree.
While doing so, he tried to grasp the situation by glancing sideways toward the direction the Void Tree was looking.
“A corpse?”
Under the dark and ominous Void Tree.
There was one corpse sitting leaning against it.
Judging by the armor it was wearing, it looked like a knight rather than a territory resident or a soldier.
“It is getting up…….”
The corpse that received all gazes of the Void Tree entirely twitched.
The knights were watching the moment the corpse stood up without even breathing properly.
“Krrr…….”
The corpse inhaled breath.
Within the breath inhaled after a long time, the breath of death was felt.
A dead person was breathing.
The Void was lightly ignoring the laws of this world created by the Goddesses and polluting reality.
“Blanc…… Blanc Cadmus…….”
The corpse polluted by Void called Blanc and raised its body.
The corpse of the knight finally stands up.
Three flags were stuck in that corpse.
Langketa, Vicious, Kamora.
Pitch-black pupils dyed by Void opened their eyes.
Kamora’s knight, Arcosi.
He held onto fear and hostility toward Blanc and returned from death.
“He is…… a devil…….”
On his body, which had finally risen from death, not only flags but dozens of tree branches were embedded.