Never Die Extra - Chapter 485
On an empty stage (4)
The clash between the Devil and the Spirit Realm, between the Divine World and the Middle Earth, took place more radically than it had been depicted in Yo-Ma Great War Zero, but resulted in a surprisingly calm ending. The tribal coalition, which led the short and intense era of transformation, dived below the surface like ghosts after clearing up the remnants of the demons on the continent.
Most of the humans and dwarves had left for places they would never return from, and the elves had done so as they did before…no, even more so and kept deep in the forest. They lived a very long life and had a good memory, so all the training methods Evan passed on could be passed on to later generations without a hitch.
…However, Mirole, the queen of the forest, was worried that the power of the forest fairies would become too strong and have a terrible influence on the world, so she decided to undermine some, of course deliberately.
“You’re not just mad at Zero?”
“Aren’t you upset that the pretty priestess asked you to take good care of the elves?”
“Oh, Zero! Mirole is bullying us!”
There were no more signs of war left in the forest of the elves, but there was one piece of evidence that a great and foolish race lived on this land and that the war ended at their expense. It was the body of a dragon that was driven by the power of spirits. All the elves were brought up by the sight of the dragon’s body in the forest, so they could always be alert to it, unlike foolish men.
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Some of the dwarves who didn’t follow Sherden’s party were trapped in search of the perfect material, only with the determination that they would grind and create technology to pass on to future generations. The new world, in which interference from other worlds was cut off, and full-fledged management of the World Tree began, was still a better environment, and the dwarves, who were trained directly by Evan, were strong enough to not succumb to any threats.
“I wish I could have gotten a little by-product of the Dragon.”
“Who cares? It belongs to the savior, not us! You should just be thankful that you’re alive.”
Deciding to remain in this world, they returned their dragon weapons. The reason was that the traces of dragons couldn’t be left in the world; in the days when Evan originally lived, there were no artifacts made of dragons’ by-products. So, they had no choice but to collect the weapons to prevent any possible accidents. The residual group was willing to comply.
“But now, a lot of these things don’t make my heartbeat as a master craftsman.”
“Study Oppa’s skills,” said the young Dwarf. It was Eihamo’s sister.
“The art of creating a unique armor, it’s a waste to let it die out.”
“Yes, you must have learned that from Eihamo.”
“I didn’t understand it when I looked at it…but there are so many dwarves, so how couldn’t I complete it?”
The eyes of the dwarves began to burn again at the phrase unique armor. Eihamo’s sister smiled with satisfaction and declared.
“Then let’s start our research right now! I’ve done a pretty good job of making the last unique armor!”
Thus, Leo’s armor research became the new task for the Dwarves. However, the land fairies were a race that didn’t live long compared to forest fairies, and even in the midst of it, someone else’s intention was entered, so the study was carried out through later generations. Instead, some of it was misrepresented and passed on to descendants, so it was named Skin Blade, which became a skill, not a weapon.
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On the other hand, the dwarves and the humans, who left separately, went on an aimless journey armed with artifacts given to them by Evan instead of collecting dragon weapons.
“To spread his name all over the world.”
“Now we are his only priests left in the world. It’s a critical mission.”
“Can we do it…”
“We have to do it.”
But the work wasn’t so easy. Evan’s status, which filled the whole world that day, was recognizable to anyone, but few knew who he was. If all those who believed in and followed Evan had remained in this world and started missionary work, they might have been able to go beyond the Great Church, but…
Those who lived in the world feared and revered those who sealed the Devil on that day but didn’t try to give it a solid substance. Just something great and powerful, someone they know saved the world but didn’t dare to admit it. The unified faith of such men was sufficient to give Evan a divine name, but it wasn’t suitable to increase the number of followers.
“They believe in and rely on God more than anyone else.”
“I am turning my head because he is so great.”
“Then let us follow him. You don’t have to talk about his existence; just trust him.”
Therefore, those who believed in him soon called themselves priests of the Unnamed God. The divinity of priests was more substantial than anyone else because they clearly believed in an existing God and even had an absurd influence on the whole world. Still, few wanted to be priests, and were hard to be recognized.
This was a great god, whose existence wasn’t defined. Therefore, the god became an unnamed god, and those who believed and followed him became priests of the unnamed god. It was significant to think that Evan’s name when he was active in the seminary was Zero, meaning nothing.
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George was able to successfully raise the country and inherited more than anyone else from Evan. He continued to use his power to influence men and eventually overcame the sterile environment and countless external threats to establish the first human kingdom.
“One day, we will trim this land beautifully and have Fayna’s wedding, so let’s name the country Silk Line.”
“You don’t even know where Fayna is.”
“If you raise the Great Mother Earth’s name to the world, she will come to see me!”
But he might wait for Fayna until he died. George had no choice but to bring in another queen because he couldn’t die of old age without marrying someone. Knowing the importance of discipline and law very well, he made sure that his bloodline could learn how to continue. And, as promised by himself, he made that great faith firmly rooted in this land. He eventually died without meeting Fayna but hung a portrait of her in a Silk Line repository and asked the people to serve her as the kingdom’s first queen whenever she appeared.
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And then… He opened his eyes in the middle of nowhere.
He…the Great Ancient Wizard, Nave, looked around for a moment with blank eyes. He was sucked into the Devil and became a part of him. No, that would still be the case. But why?
‘Where is this, and why am I left alone so helplessly?’
He had a splitting headache. The forced separation from the Devil allowed him to work independently, but he, who was initially the Devil’s alter ego, still shared his senses with the Devil until now. This was because only the pain suffered by the Devil’s body was delivered to him as it was sealed in pieces.
“Evan, you son of a…!”
He couldn’t believe Evan managed to seal the Devil up, after all. He tried so hard to avoid a foregone conclusion, but here’s where they were!
“Let’s be one.”
Even now, if he abandoned his life as an individual and became one with the Devil again, the seal might become incomplete, and the crack might restore his freedom. Then he would bring destruction and chaos to the ground and punish the fake who pretended to be the main character with a bold look!
He raised his hand sharply and stabbed himself in the neck. Terrible pain…black blood erupted from the neck and was sprayed on the ground. But he didn’t die.
He couldn’t die. He had no choice but to extinguish the entirety of magic as an individual.
“This, this can’t happen. Well, yeah. If I attribute myself back to the Devil with the power of magic…”
Realizing his relationship quickly, Nave opened his eyes and used all kinds of magic over his palms. Much of it, however, was unfinished and collapsed. The reason was quickly realized. Surprisingly, Evan recovered his fragment and took away even this. He realized that he couldn’t use his magic correctly now.
By this point, the anger had grown so much that he even had become cold. Nave shut his mouth and looked around. He was going to figure out the situation first. So, where was he? The sky was clear. The meadow was also green and wide. There were water, wind, and flowers. Everything was there except for other people.
Nave realized it with his innate sensing ability as an alter ego of the Devil and burst into laughter. There was no immunity to despair. He was in that position now, as the alter ego of the Devil. If he had been absorbed by the Devil while staying still, this wouldn’t have happened, but he came into contact with Evan’s fragments for no reason, and his ego as a human was blooming.
That’s why he was in despair. Nave understood deeply and despaired again.
It was at that moment that a strange sound was heard. When he turned his head, there was a tiny mucous-covered creature. The most basic unit of life, commonly called slime, was too weak to be treated as a beast. The very slime was somehow looking at him now. Anyway, he thought it over.
And then he realized… The only thing left for him, who lost his chivalry, was his clumsy ability to create. The ability to create was expressed based on the bloodshed earlier in self-harm, creating the lowest quality.
“Ha, the fear of the lowest places has fallen to the point of creating slime at best.”
Having said that, Nave had a slight smile around his mouth. Even if the other person was a demon who couldn’t even tell if he’s thinking correctly, this meant he wasn’t alone.
“Darn it…it’s a little cute.”
The slime jumped to his comfort and sat on his shoulder, rubbing his slippery body against him. Realizing that he was pretty comforted by it, Nave bitterly held his head.
“I’ll make you a friend.”
So, Nave began to create slime in earnest. Once he made a few, they became good at breeding on their own, but while making slime, he became greedy.
‘Hold on. I think I’ve come up with a pretty strong one.’
Of course, now even babies were weak enough to burst, but the slime’s ability increased slightly. Nave was motivated to produce slime.
The slimes grew stronger as he thought. Its kinds had diversified, and even elite individuals were born. However, Nave realized that his body was gradually getting smaller.
To create a new life, you have to sacrifice another life. If he had mastered alchemy, he would have been well aware of it, but it wasn’t known by Nave, who brought only memories of Yo-Ma Great War Zero from Evan’s memory.
He tried to stop making slime even now, but it was too late. After so many years of repeating the same task, even cognitive skills had become incomplete, that they could no longer create new actions on their own.
Nave dwindled, and the slime grew. The waves of slime that cover his body created a scene similar to watching a slime funeral, one of Evan’s countless death scenes in Yo-Ma Great War 3.
“Password, the password…!”
Eventually, he gave up maintaining himself and sought other means. It was to lock up so that one day the legions of slime could become the axis of magical power and conquer the world. And as soon as he was released from this broad and narrow world, he would return everything to its original state.
“Nobody can solve…”
Don’t let anyone get a hand on it until the Devil was fully resurrected. The password that only you could know…
At that moment, two sentences came to his mind. He didn’t know why it came to mind, but it was clear that at least it was a sentence that no one else knew. He drew out all the strength left of him and locked the world with the cipher. Soon after, his consciousness slowly melted away like a bath bomb in a tub.
Suppose he had known that the two sentences came from Evan’s memory and no one else, he would never have set them as ciphertexts. Sadly, incomplete from start to finish, he didn’t know it, even after countless times.
Miraseul’s necklace became a storage box containing countless fragments of the body, and later found in the Demon Realm, it was designed and placed as an artifact in the shallowest part of the dungeon made by the Demon King.