Chapter 200: Deception
Chapter 200: Deception
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Chapter 200: Deception
The barrier of light, Ragnarok.
The symbol of the White Magic Tower and the product of mages who worked together for a long time.
The White Magic Tower, once considered just a magic re
"What?"
A strong wind blew from east to west.
While everyone was focused on the restricted Demon Realm, I took my eyes off it and stared intently at the eastern sky.
In the eastern sky, where a chilling coldness was sweeping in, a small dot was rapidly expanding.
"A carrier pigeon?"
Someone recognized it and shouted,
"It's the Alliance Head's carrier pigeon!"
At that very moment, as everyone turned their heads...
Suddenly, the sky to the right flickered, turning pure white before returning to its original color.
An ominous premonition washed over me.
"It's not here."
Just as I was about to kick off the ground and run to the right...
Faster than I could move, a tremendous roar resounded throughout the sky.
Boom—!
Although the source of the sound was quite far away, it was loud enough to make everyone's ears ring.
"What's that?!"
It felt like thunder striking in the distance, followed by a roar a few seconds later.
The deafening roar clearly imprinted an ominous certainty in everyone's minds: something had happened in the east.
Mahon's face turned completely pale as he said,
"...Was the barrier breached on the other side?"
Black and I kicked off the ground at the same time as if we had made a promise, and ran towards the right. I heard the buzzing and shouting of knights behind us.
"Everyone, head to the eastern barrier!"
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The restricted Demon Realm was just a distraction.
Their intention was to focus everyone's attention on the restricted Demon Realm and do something on the opposite side in the meantime.
We fell for it.
Actually, it was inevitable.
The restricted Demon Realm was too powerful of a bait.
Even I, when I first heard that something had happened in the westernmost region, thought of the restricted Demon Realm.
Their real aim must have been the opposite side from the beginning.
While running eastward at full speed, I stopped in one place.
"Ugh!"
Eastern Section 1, the breached barrier.
Traces of a tremendous shockwave that pierced through the barrier and swept through the city in a straight line.
Mages directly under the Alliance Head, with parts of their bodies severed by the shockwave, were scattered around, screaming.
"Kyaaaaaaaaa!"
Amidst all this, Alliance Head Agriche was holding a pure white weapon I had never seen before, reaching towards the barrier.
A translucent membrane extended from the weapon, forming a defensive wall covering the breached barrier.
It seemed the situation hadn't worsened thanks to the Alliance Head noticing it.
But even that was just a temporary measure.
Perhaps having reached his limit, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the Alliance Head's mouth.
"So it was here."
Just as Black, who had approached at some point, drew his black sword and was about to step towards the barrier...
"Wait."
I stopped Black.
As Black met my eyes with a questioning look, I shook my head.
"This is also a trap."
Following that, those who arrived from the westernmost region immediately approached Agriche.
"Floor Head!"
"Alliance Head!"
Agriche shook his head at the mages of the White Magic Tower who were quickly approaching.
"Don't come any closer!"
I looked inside the breached barrier.
Demon Realms were sprouting up like mushrooms after rain.
It was more like proliferation than creation, with Demon Realms rapidly forming even at this very moment.
And beyond that...
'There it is.'
A pure white ice crystal towering in the center of a swirling vortex.
A crystalline structure so massive it could be called an ice wall, radiating an insane amount of cold air.
Wheezing—!
A gale so strong it was hard to keep my eyes open.
The source of the raging cold wave was there.
It was as if it were breathing on its own, sucking in the surrounding air and exhaling a tremendous amount of cold.
Crack—!
Suddenly, a red sword aura imbued with a massive amount of mana struck the pure white ice crystal.
It was Altair's Dominion Sword aura.
Slash—!
The moment the ice fragments that bounced off the severed ice crystal touched the ground...
With a corrosive sound, the rate at which the Demon Realms proliferated accelerated.
"What?"
Looking at Altair, who was frowning, the Alliance Head shouted,
"Stop it! It's useless unless you destroy the whole thing at once!"
The aftereffects of the cold intensified, and the surrounding land rapidly withered.
The area of land erosion expanded, and another Demon Realm formed within it.
Black said in a low voice,
"It's similar to the land of death."
A knight's sword aura couldn't block the entire spreading range.
Rather, the more fragments scattered, the faster the land would erode.
The entire massive center had to be destroyed at once.
If we delayed, it would be irreversible.
I could finally guess what the Myriad Demon Assembly was aiming for.
Despair.
They must have thought it was obvious that the people gathered here couldn't stop it.
"Sirius!"
At the Alliance Head's cry, Mahon's face hardened.
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