The day of wrath, the end of the day,

As prophesied by David and Syvera,

All things in heaven and earth were turned to ashes.

- From the lyrics of the requiem "The Day of Wrath".

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The line between necessity and chance is actually very blurred.

It seems inevitable, there is an accident in it, and it seems to be accidental, but what is revealed by peeling off the surface is inevitable.

Roland's awakening is the result of a variety of intertwined reactions of chance and necessity.

Due to his long-term exposure to all kinds of "fatherly dishes" that are extremely effective as biological weapons, Roland's body is quite resistant to poisons and anesthetics, and his body in the recovery period can't eat too much food, so he only eats a little bread and wine with sleeping pills, and finally, the most critical and decisive element is the communication link technique that tries to imprint it in his mind.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be a living corpse that obeyed orders if he couldn't resist at all. If you are a low-level magician, it will also be difficult to resist the manipulation method in your sleep after taking sleeping pills. However, Roland, who has undergone someone's strict education and let his magician blossom early at a young age, is not an ordinary person, nor is he a low-level magician below the triangular level.

The moment an external "foreign body" invades the spirit, the instinct of self-preservation is immediately stimulated, and the technique of mental interference is automatically constructed and activated, overturning and destroying the structure of the technique that is trying to imprint in the blink of an eye. The aftermath of the impact dragged Roland out of the sleeping god's embrace.

The first thing to get back is the sense of touch.

The stagnant, cold sensations first came from the back of the head, then throughout the body, and then the feeling of floating.

It's like soaking in water.

Roland, who had a similar experience, first thought that he had fallen into a river or something like that, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the situation was much more dangerous than falling into the water.

Through a few rays of light in the dark sky, which was what he saw at first glance, he soon realized that it was not the sky above him, but a metal hatch with open vents, and he was lying in a cylindrical metal container filled with a large amount of viscous and oily liquid like amniotic fluid.

(What is this thing?)

As a matter of course, he put his hands on the metal hatch cover, and with a slight push, the hatch cover that was not locked immediately turned up from the sole of his foot with the top strut as the axis.

Supporting his body and slowly sitting up, he carefully peeked around, and after confirming that there were no dangerous people around, Roland quickly left the container with his wet body and re-covered the hatch. Then I started to take a closer look around me.

He was in a sealed basement-like space, with a large number of cylindrical metal containers piled up in the room, densely packed with cylinders reminiscent of honeycombs. It's just that the honeycomb will never have this scale, and there will be no mana with the brilliance flowing and flying in the insect nest.

"It's hard to ......"

After observing Mana's flow, suddenly Roland's face turned white, and he hurriedly opened the cylinder beside him.

"Mikana, Mikana!"

Soaked in the liquid, it was the young girl Mikana, lying motionless in the container, her eyes staring straight ahead, her chest slowly rising and falling.

She didn't die, but that's about it.

The girl's eyes are unfocused.

I couldn't see Roland's stunned and panicked expression, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, like a cloudy glass bead, staring directly into the void, repeating the action of blinking. The half-open mouth spasms slightly, and saliva drip down the corners of the mouth. The girl did not respond to Roland's call.

It's like a flesh puppet that has lost its soul.

The actual situation is neither in the middle nor far off.

Expansion Linker –

It is an ancient magical research that is considered taboo and should have been buried in the darkness for a long time.

The communication link technique imprinted in the subject's consciousness is used to steal the consciousness capacity of the opponent, thereby enhancing the magician's ability to construct complex spells and shortening the time to activate the spell.

In the past wars with the principality, this magical technique was developed and quickly adopted by both warring parties, and it was once very popular. However, it was soon abandoned by the warring parties, and a treaty was concluded to prohibit the development and use of such technologies.

The reason is that this technique is extremely inhumane. The person whose consciousness has been stolen has become a complete waste, and cannot even eat on his own. Even if you try to feed liquid food, you can only last for a month at most. In a high-intensity war, taking a triangular level mage to the six-level level as an example, it may consume more than a hundred people for him in just one month. This kind of attrition is difficult for any country to bear. So countries made a treaty to completely seal the technology into darkness.

But now, the technology is back in use, nearly turning Roland into a state like Mikana.

Calm down –

Suppressing his anger, Roland said to himself, taking deep breaths to banish the boiling anger from his thoughts.

First of all, we must grasp the situation.

Use the probing technique to connect Mikana's consciousness and swim up the communication network—a no-brainer for Roland, who had done something similar. After carefully avoiding the vigilance and probing various information and surgical links, Roland preliminarily determined a few things.

First of all, Mikana's thoughts and feelings have not yet been blankly papered, but only temporarily frozen. As long as the hub of the link technique is dismantled and the link network is prevented from fully activating, Mikana and the people in the room can still be saved.

Second, the room seems to be a "repository of consumables" - a term derived from the name within the system. After the previous batch is exhausted, the center will immediately send out a start command, and the standby state will immediately thaw and start operation. At that point, there is really no help.

Finally, it was also the point that surprised Roland the most. This facility is affiliated with the Church and is located directly below the Holy City. As for the large-scale procedures that are being activated, they are-

"Strategic Attack Magic?!"

That should be prohibited, redeveloped, and improved by the treaty. Although Roland did not believe in the so-called binding force of the treaty, he was still shocked by the church's grandiose activation of the strategic attack technique. Judging from the number of people linked and the number of civilians backed, it can be activated about 6 times in a row.

What is the urgency that compels the Church to brave the world's condemnation and launch a strategic attack? Is the other party that strong? Could it be......

The moment he guessed a possibility, shiver and fear crept up Roland's back.

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mi-mi-fa-so-so-fa-mi-re-do-do-re-mi-rere......

Humming the melody softly, the beautiful song echoed in the wild, and the red eyes stared at the holy city that stood above the wilderness.

The music is so good.

Music that cleanses the soul is the ultimate in human culture.

Music heals the soul at any time.

Human beings often feel distressed, because their hearts are very weak, and no matter how strong people are, there are always places of vulnerability.

That kid was no exception.

Putting on a strong posture to cover up vulnerability, playing the role of what others expect of you, and gradually losing yourself - this is the wrong direction of growth and must be corrected, for which it needs to be stimulated and healed.

Worrying about this, standing in the standpoint of a bystander, you can't help but wonder if you were born to meet that child. But only I know that everything exists only for the sake of seeking answers, and there is nothing in it that can be understood as feelings.

The kid knew this now, after all, he had spied some of the information through Glitter.

Thanks to this, he finally ushered in the opportunity to stimulate his great growth.

"The stage is set, the actors are all in place, and it's time for the main actors to go on the stage, isn't it?"

Taking a step forward gently, stepping over the cliff and stepping on the soles of the void floated gently, with the melodious Ding Ling like a glass wind chime, four transparent crystal wings grew out of the back of the red-eyed boy, and the sunlight falling from the sky passed through the wings, emitting a rainbow-like halo.

Without flapping his wings or relying on a strong wind, the red-eyed boy floated steadily in mid-air.

Despite its human form, it is not human.

His name is the Divine Will Agent, and he is the messenger of the Mother Goddess and the darling of the Mother Goddess. It is the existence of the law that is higher than human beings and all things in the world.

"Come, you who are behind the times, who have forgotten the mercy of God, and who have forgotten the wrath of God. I grant you a sweet death. ”

Accompanied by the proclamation, the solemn and cheerful hymn resounded across the earth, as if the fourth movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, which had devoted his life to eulogizing freedom, equality and fraternity, had descended with the apostles of God to become a fortress in the holy city.