Saved a Heroine From the Brink of Death

131. The Magic Heaven

#131. The Magical Heaven

The top of the Black Tower, the 77th floor.

I was there right now, having a private meeting with Cheon So-hye.

“That’s amazing.”

It was a room where everything was transparent, just as described in the novel.

It was a mysterious place that seemed to exist but not exist.

“Is this the room in the sky that I’ve only heard about?”

The sky was shining blue, different from the outside. The sun was shining brightly, and outside, a landscape that was no different from ‘normal’ was being reflected.

“Huh. This place is a top secret. Where did you hear about it?”

“There is always a way. Oh, and I didn’t hear it from the people at the top of the tower, so don’t worry.”

“I guess so.”

Madoka Heavenly Kingdom, so no spies were planted in this Black Tower.

No, it was impossible even if I tried to plant it.

Since everything is observed by the tower’s surveillance magic, the moment Cheon So-hye examines the recording magic, the spy is discovered.

“Is Lord Cheon out?”

Cheon Yu-jun.

The current head of the Magic Heavenly Family and the head of the Black Tower. I asked Cheon So-hye about his location.

She just nodded without saying anything.

“By the way, is it okay to stay like this? I understand that the situation is pretty bad right now.”

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

I shrugged and nodded.

There are times when you have to pretend not to know something even if you know it. I know the details of this room, but I don’t have to reveal it.

“… The 77th floor shows the future. More precisely, it shows the ‘most likely future’ through big data.”

“It seems like science, not magic.”

I don’t know what structure Grace’s future poems have, but I felt that they were fundamentally different.

“It’s magic. Science combined… I guess it’s right to see it as magical science, a modern-day secret science combined with magic. And this 77th floor is a product of magical science.”

I now know why she was having such a leisurely one-on-one conversation with me.

She thinks that this problem will soon end this future through this room.

‘You’re putting too much trust in the Sky Room.’

I was making the same mistake as Grace.

Was it like this in the original and they got into trouble? My memory of this is a bit hazy.

“Things will be resolved soon. The giant monster that appeared in Seoul has been subdued, and the monsters on the streets will soon be eliminated. The crack that appeared in the air will also be analyzed soon.”

Cheon So-hye’s lips formed a curve.

“Representative Han, you can stay comfortably at the Magic Tower until then and then leave. As for the artifacts and scrolls… you can lend them to us later when we need them, not now.”

From noble mtl dot com

“Hmm… I guess you saw this ending like this.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Of course… .”

As someone who knows the future to some extent, I decided to shatter Cheon So-hye’s confidence.

Because she is strong and will help you prepare for the apocalypse.

“I think you need to take the current situation a little more seriously. And I think you need to realize that there are things in the world that cannot be understood through magic or science. Chief of Staff Cheon So-hye.”

I continued speaking to Cheon So-hye, who was glaring at me with narrowed eyes.

Now that the Beast of Doom is dead, it seems like it’s time for the second plague to appear.

“To prove the credibility of my words… how about we go and look at the situation outside the ‘real’ world?”

He suggested to Cheon So-hye that they go downstairs.

The 77th floor had defensive magic that was several times stronger and safer than the 1st to 76th floors, but in order to prove that what I said was true, I had to go down for a moment.

Because from this place right now, you can’t see the ‘real’ outside situation.

And then,

Woof woof-! Woof woof-! Woof woof-!

-Father, Father-in-law! This is an emergency!

-I need help!

Her magical tool turned red and numerous voices were heard one after another.

-A large crack has appeared!

The end was only the beginning.

***

A foreign messenger who calls himself anonymous.

A being from another dimension who is currently his enemy.

Arcelius was attacked by such a man and fell to the ground.

‘Fuck- that’s so fucking strong-!’

Anonymity was strong.

He was powerful enough to overwhelm Arceli’s power without even using his external powers.

In a way, it was natural.

Because he was one of the top transcendents even among the transcendent Langrt.

Although it has now lost its glory and become a puppet of foreign media, its power has not completely disappeared.

Because the power of the transcendent does not deteriorate with the passage of time.

“It can’t end like this!”

“Really? That’s a good point. I was thinking that it would be a shame to end it like this.”

The air distorts and attacks fly in.

A space-time attack that distorts perception and overlaps the past and present.

Currently, Arcelius was helpless against this attack. Even though he was a god, this was definitely the first time he had experienced an attack that twisted causality in this way.

Could Berget make such an attack?

‘Maybe, if it’s that guy… it’s possible.’

The guy called the first god of war didn’t look weaker than the guy in front of me.

It was something that Arcelius could understand, having fought and fought the guy for countless hours.

‘I’m weaker than him… but that doesn’t mean I can’t do it.’

It’s just that I couldn’t do it because I didn’t experience it and didn’t think about it. It’s not a lack of ability.

Then you can analyze it and use it yourself.

“How long are you going to be beaten like that? Arceli! It’s a shame to be called the God of Fighting!”

“Is it because you’re such a coward that you can’t even name yourself that you just stand far away and attack?”

“Hahaha! Do you think I would fall for such a cheap provocation?”

“You fucking son of a b*tch.”

Arceli used her power while muttering curses softly.

Madness.

A combat power that makes every part of her body go wild, befitting her nickname.

Magic power runs wild, divine power runs wild.

All organs begin to move violently as if they might explode at any moment.

When this power was activated, reason faded and only the destructive instinct was maximized, but it didn’t matter anyway.

Protecting your mind with a powerful throwing weapon can alleviate that penalty to some extent.

“Whew, I finally feel my fighting spirit burning. I don’t like you guys, but this situation is fucking fun!”

Struggle is the essence of dedication.

And as it was the first time in a long while that he was able to engage in a struggle like this, Arceli felt his blood boil all over his body.

The outcome of the fight no longer matters.

If I lose, my life will be lost, but when have I ever lived while being obsessed with such things?

Maybe today will be his anniversary.

But, if it was the best fight in Shinseng, then anything was fine.

“Make me happier!”

Whether it’s an attack that transcends time and space, or something else.

I was determined to overcome anything and strike that guy in the face.

It was at that moment that Arceli and Myeong-un, who had started to run wild, were about to clash.

Kugugugugugu-!

A thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and purple lightning struck the ground.

Unlike before, the thunderbolt did not hit Arcelius directly.

The target he hit was ‘nameless’.

Although he appeared to be unharmed after being hit by a direct brain blast, his face looked ominous.

“I guess we’ll have to postpone the fight for a while.”

“…what?’

Arceli frowned and asked the nameless man.

It was a situation that had finally come to a head.

But in this situation, you’re saying you’re going to throw me out?

“Aren’t you enjoying your current situation? Then why are you going?”

“There’s someone I have to kill before you.”

Anonymous spoke to Arceli with a bitter expression.

“Surely that person….”

“You are the one I think you are. The only participant in this ordeal. I have been given the task of killing her now.”

A purple crack appeared in front of the nameless one.

This is a piece created by the Watcher, the administrator of the trials.

“Whew- Is this how it’s going to end up? I don’t feel good. That damn watcher.”

Kwakwakwang! A thunderbolt dozens of times larger and more intense than before struck the nameless man.

But the nameless man didn’t care, and after swearing to his heart’s content, he walked into the crack.

“for a moment-!”

Arcelius accelerated her body and ran straight towards the crack, but the crack did not allow her to enter.

The nameless disappeared into the crack, and the crack immediately disappeared into thin air.