Chapter 297 â Victory Scar (1)
This was a fact that Theodore didnât know, but the ancient elementals were proof of the similarities between gods and spirits.
They were fragments of gods that had lost their power and divinity for some reason.
It was the same for Mitra, born from the ancient Mother EarthâDemeter. At the end of the Age of Mythology, after Titanomachy ended and Olympus was trampled on, this little girl was born.
While it was bored inside of Theodore, Gluttony had come up with a hypothesis.
This material world is subject to the law of circulation.
If a fallen god took the shape of an ancient elemental, there was no law which said an ancient elemental couldnât return to being a god after regaining strength and divinity.
Maybe the ancient elemental could become a âgodâs egg.â
Of course, it was difficult to prove this hypothesis. How many ways were there to obtain divinity in this age? Wouldnât it be difficult to regain the divinity that was equal to a godâs? It wouldnât have been possible if Theodore hadnât met certain conditions.
[Hoing!] Mitra responded vigorously to Gluttonyâs signal.
âWhat, who is it? Whose voice is this?â Jerem looked around with shock, but he couldnât find the source of Mitraâs voice.
That was natural as Mitra had currently been summoned inside Theodoreâs body!
-Wind of Aiolos, water of Poseidon, earth of Demeter, fire borrowed from Nuada AirgetlĂĄm. Based on the four elements, a âtempleâ is built in the body.
The body of a magician was a world, meaning it wasnât impossible to reproduce the divine hierarchy and fertilize this world.
In a voice that Jerem couldnât hear, Gluttony repeated the contents of the arrangement.
If the hypothesis that an ancient elemental was a âgodâs eggâ was correct, certain conditions needed to be met to hatch it. Temperature, humidity, and so on were important with all eggs. Of course, the difficulty was literally the difference between heaven and earth.
However, Gluttony filled the gap between heaven and earth.
-All materials in this world are made up of the four elements of fire, water, earth, and wind. The unique properties of these four elementsâdry, wet, hot, and coldâare used to form all things. Paracelsus built the system of the four elementals by substituting the elementals into this theory, but I have a higher goal.
There was no concept of right and wrong when it came to theories of the world. Muspelheim which was filled with flames, Cocytus that was frozen, Pandemonium where demons resided⊠In this universe, many dimensions existed, each with their own unique origin.
The four elements theory was just one branch of this infinite world.
In addition to the framework of the four elementals, Gluttony laid down the foundation of the âtempleâ that would support Mitra as a god.
Since ancient times, Mother Earth had been a goddess representing the world itself.
Now, Mitra was a representative of âTheodore Millerâs world,â and she recovered the past when she had existed as a goddess.
[Hoing? H-HooâŠee, ahhhâŠ]
In Theodoreâs mental world which no one else could see, Mitraâs body was growing little by little.
Her wheat-colored hair fell to her waist, and her small arms and legs grew. Her two eyes, that shone with an innocent light, were now filled with wisdom. Cracks in her body were filled, and her skin glowed with a divine light.
Compared to her prime, this was at the level of one flower. However, the light was real.
At this moment, Mitra climbed to the rank of a lower god.
âWhat? Donât tell me⊠This powerâŠ?â Jerem paled as he realized it.
The power of a god, born from the circles inside Theodoreâs body, started to overflow.
It might be different for a divinity without a master, but a proper deity was the enemy of warlocks. For Jerem who was stigmatized as the enemy of the world, the power of a god would deal a fatal blow even if it was only a light touched.
For Jerem who had it inside his body, it was like an extreme poison spreading from his heart.
It was the first time Jerem had suffered like this.
[âŠYou, who are you?] Mitra asked in a clear voice. [Uhh, I am drowsy and feel bad. Get out of Theoâs body right now!]
Pure divine power exploded in Theodoreâs body. Mitra had released a powerful force without thinking, but as Jerem was connected to the body, it felt like his soul was being torn apart by the rage.
He wouldâve only received a small blow if it were an external force. However, now that they shared the same body, it was a fatal blow. This was similar to exorcising an evil spirit by pouring holy water directly onto the patientâs brain.
âI-I will die. This Jerem, the king who should cause the endâŠ? But I canât give up this fleshâŠâ
A moment of hesitation caused a crisis.
âKuaaaaah!â Jeremâs soul was brutally torn apart.
There was no more time for him to worry now. One more blow would kill him completely.
Holding the tattered pieces of his soul together, Jerem barely cried out, âP-Pale Rider, come here!â
The unidentified bandaged undead responded to his call.
Then Jerem reached out with one hand and grabbed the monsterâs neck, ordering with bloodshot eyes, âGive your body to me!â
âIâll take it!â Simultaneously, Jeremâs soul flowed out of Theodoreâs hand.
The soul fled from Theodoreâs body through Theodoreâs right hand that was holding onto the pale rider. In addition to the ownership of Deathâs Worship, Jerem had lost half of his vast amount of knowledge.
Jerem stared poisonously at Theodore after taking over the pale riderâs body. However, he didnât have the ability to fight against Mitra, who was protecting Theodore. His connection with Tartarus had also been cut off, and his knights had consumed a lot of power.
ââŠDonât think I will give up so easily,â Jerem said before changing his body into a blue fog.
Then he vanished without a trace.
-A defeated dog barks in every age, Gluttony ridiculed. Then he spoke to Mitra, -Now, it is time to go back.
Mitra didnât speak, but she pouted like she understood the meaning of the words.
[I donât want to return to being a puny kid.]
-It canât be helped. Userâs vessel still canât contain a god.
He mightâve unintentionally reached the 8th circle, but it was preposterous for a mortal to become the vessel of a god.
Even a lower god was more transcendent than a dragon. As an entity that could manipulate the material world at will, the current Mitra could cause an earthquake just by breathing.
[âŠI understand.] Mitra, who became a beautiful woman, let out a long sigh. [Then give my best regards to Theo, Uncle Tongue.]
She disappeared into Theodoreâs body with a mischievous smile.
For the first time in thousands of years, maybe longer than that, Gluttony was shocked by someoneâs words.
Theodoreâs consciousness emerged shortly after that.
ââŠUmâŠâ He let out a groan and raised his throbbing upper body.
His blurred vision cleared immediately, and he sorted through his confused senses and thoughts.
A few seconds after regaining consciousness, Theodore finished looking at the situation and said, âThank you, Gluttony.â
-âŠWhat are you saying all of a sudden?
âFrom your position, it wouldâve been more efficient to choose Jerem instead of me.â
Gluttony was silent for a moment before speaking in a rarely used, surprised tone, -User, you remained conscious? Wasnât your body taken over?
âA little bit, it wasnât clear. I know how things went, but it isnât detailed.â
-I-I see, Gluttony felt relieved for some reason and continued speaking, -There is someone you should greet before that.
âAh.â Thatâs right. Theodore stretched out his hand, and a little girl appeared on top of it.
She was the ancient elemental who had lost the power of a lower god and returned to the appearance of a child.
âMitra, thank you for saving me.â
It seemed like Mitra had no memory of when she had been a god, as she looked at him with a strange expression. Theodore just chuckled and tickled her head.
One day, he would tell her these words when they could communicate properly.
Theodore recalled that memorable sight and choked down his emotions.
After a moment, Gluttony spoke again, -User. It is okay to relax your mind and body, but donât you still have something to do?
âSomething to doâŠÂ Ah!â Theodore belatedly recalled his two companions, and a fearful momentum rose from within him.
He only moved his legs once, but he leaped over a hundred meters.
âThis is the power of eight circles!â
The impact Jerem left behind, the eight circles multiplied Theodoreâs magic power and physical abilities by several times.
This was the path to transcendence beyond the human framework.
Theodore might not have red dragon blood like Veronica, but he was the vessel of divinities and Aquiloâs blood. Now, his strength and reflexes reached a level where he could have a close combat fight with a sword master of the same level. In the past, he couldnât use lightning and Dimensional Leave for long because his body hadnât been able to bear the burden, but the application of those two magics would be much easier now.
Before long, Theodore reached the two people. âSister! Randolph!â
First, he pulled out Randolph, who was stuck in a rock wall, and laid him down next to Veronica. He opened his hands, and his detection magic was activated much faster than before.
Theodore diagnosed the two unconscious people.
âRandolph⊠He is still okay. His wounds are pretty heavy, but they should heal quickly when combined with magic potions. The problem is Sisterâs soul was stitched together by JeremâŠâ
Theodoreâs face stiffened. âShit. His magic is being released now that he has been kicked out of my body! The collapse of her soul will soon begin!â
The damage Invidiaâs âDestructionâ ability dealt onto Veronicaâs soul wasnât something that could be cured with an 8th circle body.
Thus, Jerem had sewn up the soul as a temporary measure. Now that Jeremâs magic was being released after Theodore regained his body, the crack in Veronicaâs soul would widen and her body would be torn apart in the aftermath.
Theodore could see Veronicaâs soul with his eyes.
The efficacy of the drug was going away, and Veronica would soon be lost.
âWhat should I do? Is there a way? I donât have time. Hurry!â
Heat was spreading in his head. As the heat rose, blood dripped down from his nose.
This was a rapid acceleration of his thinking power that even an 8th circle magician couldnât endure.
He went through all the magic and shamanism knowledge he had in his mind at super speed. Saving Veronica couldnât be done by any one magic. Theodore sensed this and looked through rituals.
âNot just magic or shamanism alone. I have to try combining magic and shamanism.â
There was no room for Gluttony to speak. Theodoreâs eyes turned red.
His blood-red vision meant that was Veronicaâs life was fading. It was proof that the vitality of her dragon blood was at its limit.
ââŠYes, there is that method!â
Theodore shifted his hand, bringing his palm to the middle of Veronicaâs chest. He didnât shake at all as he calmly moved his magic power.
From now on, there couldnât be any errors.
The mark of Umbra on his right arm shone with a green light, the light becoming sharper due to his eight circles.
âNormally, I would seek permission from her, but it canât be helped nowâŠ!â
Veronicaâs wound was fatal because an injury of the soul couldnât be healed. In order to heal a destroyed soul, the person needed to be at a transcendent level or have healing abilities equivalent to a god.
At least, that was the limit for ânormalâ methods.
Therefore, Theodore went through all the eastern and western methods and came up with a shortcutâa spirit contract!
It was a forbidden magic which bound the soul of the master and slave together, forcing a vow of allegiance that couldnât be betrayed. However, Theodore intended to apply this technique to Veronicaâs treatment.
This was a binding magic where the soul of the slave would die if they disobeyed the master. In some cases, the personality of the slave could even be manipulated.
-Do you still want to do it?
ââŠI will apologize to her and pledge myself to her. I canât think of a method other than this. And if this continues for much longer, it will be irreversible.â
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-Well, good. The method that User thought of is much more efficient than any measures that I envisioned. There is a high likelihood of success.
Theodore felt a little reassured as he took a deep breath and cried out, âăĐŒĐ”ŃĐ”ĐŒĐżŃĐžŃ
ĐŸĐ· (Soul Reversion)!ăâ
Borrowing the power of Dragon Words, Theodore started the unprecedented soul treatment.
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