Genius Prismatic Mage Chapter 268

#268. When the sun rises (7)

Under the sky dyed in azure, sharp spears of mana rained down, targeting the boy and girl.

Wedge! Wedge!

Ray ran forward, avoiding the countless evils pouring down.

If you lose focus even by a little bit here, you will find yourself in an irreversible situation.

But there was nothing to worry about.

Currently, my whole body's senses are extremely expanded, and my mind is clearer and sharper than ever.

I could feel the whispers and vibrations of mana surrounding me.

I could feel the slight movement of the Pope and priests behind the guard.

I could feel Veronica's body temperature and trembling breathing in my arms.

But I didn't look around, and just ran with my eyes fixed on the curtain in the distance.

What will be sitting behind me?

'Artificial sun.'

The blue sphere from Indiago was much larger and more colorful than the one the Dawning Emissary had floated.

I could intuitively feel that it would be impossible to shoot it down with just the power of the two jewels.

But if we brought Veronica in front of the artificial sun, the problem would be solved.

That too was a gut feeling.

From sector 50, the slums.

Sector 28, up to here.

An intuition that always leads the situation in a better direction.

And at the basis of such intuition was the white sun rising in Veronica's bowl.

Taaak!

Ray snapped his fingers at the curtain that was getting closer.

Then, a fire broke out at one point in the curtain and spread out in a circular motion, forming a huge hole.

“Hold on tight.”

“Okay, I got it!”

Ray immediately took a large leap and jumped over the hole.

He landed inside the curtain with a long parabola, and raced around the artificial sun, avoiding the blue mana spears that were still striking down.

“This is an artificial sun…! Ugh!”

Veronica exclaimed, spitting out the hair that had been blown around in the wind.

An artificial sun assembled from multiple sectors.

The result of them melting and combining was right before my eyes.

Ray couldn't help but be surprised.

'It must be about a hundred meters in diameter.'

The pure white sphere of enormous size dwarfed the blue sphere hovering above.

When I saw the artificial sun with my own eyes, I was convinced once again.

'As expected, Veronica.'

The condition of a saint is to be able to care for all things in the world.

Looking back at her usual disposition and behavior, Veronica fits the criteria.

Additionally, the terracotta that forms the artificial sun reacts to the mana that each person carries within them, which can be said to be the traits or identity of that person.

And in Veronica's case, the color of her innate mana is white.

It was a dazzling white color, exactly like the artificial sun right now.

Why did I only notice this now?

The clues were so clear.

Ray said, swallowing the regret that filled his chest.

“Veronica, you need to make contact with an artificial sun. I’m not sure, but maybe.”

"I…?"

“There is a very high probability that you are the reincarnation of the sun.”

Veronica had a blank look on her face.

It was a face that seemed to doubt its own ears.

“I am the reincarnation of the sun…?”

“You seem to lack common sense.”

“No, wait, what Ray is going to say is….”

The conversation didn't last long.

The pouring blue mana spears were stuck in the ground and did not disintegrate, but began to change and sway into the shape of a soldier holding a weapon.

“I guess they changed the method because the window doesn’t open. Veronica, can you use additional protection?”

“Sorry, it’s not easy…! The Pope’s side already has one deployed at high output…! It might be possible to reduce the scale of your defense, but then the Pope’s side might be in danger…!”

Your remaining mana and mental power.

Soldiers running towards Veronica's condition.

After Ray finished assessing the elements surrounding him, he stopped in his tracks and deployed his defenses.

Woohoo!

The hemispherical shelter was so narrow that two people could barely stand there.

However, one side was stretched out and extended into a long passageway toward the artificial sun.

“Go, I’ll stop you.”

“… … .”

Veronica didn't fully understand this sudden turn of events.

Although I was confused, I still knew what I had to do right now.

“…don’t get hurt.”

After saying this with a worried look on his face, he turned around and started running down the hallway.

Ray, who had been watching the scene, turned his gaze back. Hundreds of blue soldiers were running towards him.

“… … .”

It was just a mass of typified mana, but I could tell by the silhouette.

That the spears and shields they carried were similar in form to the ancient weapons found in Acrasium.

I raised my head to the sky.

That's what I thought.

'perhaps.'

The person manipulating the blue sphere right now might not be Indiago.

The next moment, Ray leapt outside the shield and summoned the app servers.

Clank! Clank!

Twenty silver metal dolls infused with mana came to life and opened their eyes.

It moved according to delicate manipulation, and performed an elaborate and sharp dance with its master in the pouring blue mana.

Chaeng! Chaeng!

The sound of weapons clashing echoed throughout the area.

The blue soldiers swung their spears or used magic such as fire or lightning by tearing off some of the mana that made up their bodies.

Each time, it was hit by reflected magic and destroyed, scattering fragments like ore.

The odds were overwhelming, but the blue soldiers were endless in quantity.

But it didn't matter.

If the enemy is endless.

'Because you can just keep breaking it.'

The light of the two jewels enveloped Ray's entire body, and a battle began between those protecting the defense and those destroying it.

Meanwhile.

“Haa, haa.”

Veronica ran without stopping.

The blue soldiers were knocking on the guards from all sides, but I didn't even pay attention.

The moment I saw the threats around me, I thought I might collapse in fear.

Thump, thump.

The closer I got to the artificial sun in the distance, the more my heartbeat became rapid.

By forcibly deploying defense?

Because of the urgency of the situation?

Is it because I didn't train my physical strength regularly?

Not all of them.

I couldn't explain it exactly, but I instinctively felt that there was some other underlying reason.

'I am the reincarnation of the sun?'

Ray's words swirled around in my head, filled with heat.

It was clear that a reincarnation of the sun existed somewhere in the world.

The probability that the purple guardian that Ray saw in his past memories was lying is extremely low.

But no matter how much I thought about it, it was hard to believe that the reincarnation was me.

widely!

“Haa, haa.”

Veronica's two legs finally stopped in front of the artificial sun.

I looked up at the white sphere while taking a deep breath. It was so tall and huge that I couldn't see its end.

The unidentified throbbing was growing uncontrollably.

“… … !”

Veronica sank to the ground at the sensation of a burning sensation at that moment.

What is this?

The feeling of passion that settled in the center of my chest was something I had never felt before.

It felt like I swallowed a fireball.

Veronica soon found out.

How can I resolve this heat? What should I do now?

Beetle!

I raised my body with all my might and walked towards the artificial sun.

My heartbeat gradually got faster.

Indescribable emotions welled up.

Veronica slowly reached out her hand, her mind now hazy.

And the moment when the white surface and the soft palms meet.

─────────!

A dazzling light burst out, engulfing the entire sector. It was a white light.

It was so dazzling that I couldn't open my eyes.

At the same time, it has a warm feel to it.

The world of light lasted for quite some time, and within it, Ray could see that his guess was correct.

You could also see the silhouettes of blue soldiers scattered in particles.

And the shock continued outside the curtain.

“This light right now…!”

“As the Bible reveals, the artificial sun is shining…!”

Solitaire and the priests trembled with fear, unable to open their eyes.

The residents of the sector, who were roaming the streets waiting for the Sun's Ritual, were initially surprised, but soon gave in to the warm warmth that enveloped their bodies.

How much time has passed like that?

──────.

Finally, the light cleared and the world began to return to its original state.

The artificial sun revealed itself was radiating light, its entire surface dyed in a brilliant white color.

It was like a giant light bulb.

It was dazzling and warm.

And before that.

“… … !”

Veronica was lying down.

Ray immediately jumped out of his seat and ran to check the condition.

'Your breathing is fine. You may have just felt a little exhausted and exhausted, but there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with your body.'

However, perhaps because he had lost consciousness, the white sun above the bowl was not visible.

Ray, who was wiping Veronica's face with the hem of his dusty clothes, raised his head and looked at the sky.

'The blue sphere has disappeared.'

That wasn't all.

The dark clouds that had been covering the sector had all disappeared, revealing a clear sky.

A sort of prophecy given by the Purple Guardian to the first Pope came true.

So, will the world regain the abundance it once had?

‘… I might not get it all back.’

Because in order to completely return the world to its former state, the rainbow must also return.

Ray picked up Veronica and headed outside the tent.

“Rain…!”

“What a miracle just happened….”

The priests showed feelings of excitement and confusion, but were extremely cautious.

The Pope was shot in the chest with a spear.

Because his condition continued to worsen.

Ray took off his cloak and laid Veronica down there, then turned to the Pope.

Solitaire explained from the side.

“The injured priests have just seen a great improvement in condition, along with the halo of light. But the Pope… .”

I could tell without you saying anything.

Because the Pope in front of me had an unstable complexion and breathing, and it was obvious at a glance that he was not in good condition.

Ray turned his head around.

The blue mana that had been consuming the bodies of the injured had completely disappeared without a trace.

The Pope was also like that.

However, there is a difference with other injured people.

'It was pierced right next to my heart.'

It was too serious a wound.

It's a wonder to be alive.

Solitaire spoke in a complicated and guilty voice as she watched Ray repeatedly use healing magic.

“We also joined forces and continued to use healing magic while Ray-nim was away for a while. We were able to stop the bleeding, but… nothing else worked.”

In a way, it was natural.

Because there was a limit to the wounds that could be healed with magic.

But Ray knew that he had a power called imagination that transcended the limitations of conventional magic.

‘To save a person, you must draw a picture of an image in your head… .’

At that moment, my head was spinning rapidly.

Thud!

The Pope opened his eyes and grabbed Ray's wrist.

“It’s okay, cool! You don’t have to try to save me like that.”

“I can save you.”

“It’s okay, kuluck! It’s okay.”

“It happened because of me.”

“My life is over, I know better, myself, kuluck!.”

“I have to survive.”

The Pope smiled faintly through his cloudy eyes.

A wrinkled hand, raised with all his remaining strength, slowly stroked Ray's head.

“People have a certain amount of lifespan. If, kuluck! I die here… that’s my lifespan. Haha, kuluck! In fact, this old man has already enjoyed his time.”

Ray stopped thinking and focused his mind completely on the Pope's words.

Why, right now, I felt like I had to listen to him.

“I am so satisfied. Even though it is the last moment… I have broken through the wall of the four circles that I have longed for. And I have even been able to witness the realization of the revelation… Are you… the saint in the revelation?”

Ray shook his head quietly.

And then he looked at Veronica.

A look of surprise appeared in the Pope's eyes.

“Cough! Oh my god… I didn’t expect that at all… Cough! Life and fate… That’s how it always is… .”

Words that are increasingly disconnected.

Increasingly rapid breathing.

Everyone in the room felt that the final moment was approaching.

The Pope, surrounded by priests and laymen, struggles to push the sentence out.

“Please… take care of the saint.”

After saying those words, he lowered his head.

A solemn atmosphere permeated the room, and then the voices of the priests who had finished their silent prayer rang out.

“May the warm sunlight light your thorny path.”

“May the warm sunlight light your thorny path.”

Ray followed them and repeated quietly.

“…May the warm sunlight light up your thorny path.”

And some time passed.

The moment I got up from my seat to clean up the scene, I discovered it.

The fallen Indiago.

A figure standing next to him.

A large man wearing sunglasses, a mask, a thick coat, and a fedora.

That was a doctor.