The Disciples of the Greatest Heroes

A voice echoed from the artifact received for communication.

"Someone is approaching. Two people wearing robes. Two people wearing robes are approaching the guard patrol."

Luke nodded his head.

Two people, and foreigners approaching the guard patrol at this time.

It had to be them. The Cult of Emotion.

[Stand guard, but cautiously create an escape route. Guide them to naturally enter inside.]

Howard's voice rang through the artifact.

At the moment Luke was inside the prison room himself.

The prison room had a ┏┳┓ shape, with the entrance located at the bottom near the center I-shaped part.

Luke stood guard at the bottom right of the ┓ after entering the entrance.

Since the length of the II was quite long, being at the end made the opposite side somewhat distant, making it difficult to know the situation on the other side.

Adria was locked in the prison room at the bottom end of Luke's opposite side.

[If the guards try to kill, pretend to leave during patrol, but counterattack if a crisis comes. Helwir and Sdan hiding inside the prison will support.]

At first there was some resistance when Luke said he would be inside the prison room.

However, Luke argued that having personnel inside the prison room was better.

He had said he would tie up the Cult of Emotion people like rats in a cage.

Together with that, inquisitors who agreed after seeing the Witch's Magic and the Ring of Saint Lumenis.

The current personnel arrangement was two from Inquisition Section 2 and Luke inside the prison room.

And outside the guard patrol, Saintess Mirael and people from Section 3 were positioned.

Soon, the two robed people approached the guard patrol naturally, and the door opened for them to enter.

The guard personnel were in a situation where they had temporarily left their positions on purpose.

The two robed people walked casually into the prison room.

They were acting as if it were their own domain.

The others saw this and actually increased their alertness.

Such confidence... perhaps the humans in charge were not lightweights.

Squeak—

The iron door of the prison room opened, and they slowly entered.

Luke's nerves in the right area stood on ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠end.

They had probably figured out that Luke was disguised as a guard.

Despite knowing Luke was there, they calmly walked to the left area.

Soon voices began to be heard.

"Interesting. Unintentionally checked, and the child has quite some talent."

"Making it slightly faster and turning it into a puppet would be quite nice. No backdoor."

"Is the work in the cult quite smooth?"

"It seems to be going well in many ways. No news yet that the Holy Kingdom has noticed."

"If the Holy Kingdom falls, the rest will become even simpler."

While conversations flowed, they had already arrived in front of Adria's spot.

"Is this the child?"

"Yes. The magic talent is excellent. With that, the handwork is fierce, and it will become a good weapon in the future."

"Prepare the drug. Make it addicted and keep it in a coma state to bring it."

"The ones encountered on the way out will all be killed."

"Do not."

At that moment.

Luke stood exactly at the right end of the II.

The distance placed the two people in a slightly visible position.

The two robed people felt the presence and tried to turn their heads toward Luke.

Kwa-jik!

"Prepare."

A storm-like power gathered in Luke's legs.

"Fire."

Kwa-aaah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!!!

Luke's figure shot out with tremendous speed thanks to his explosive power.

[Go, little one!]

"Of course!"

At the moment of firing, Luke pulled out the two-handed sword bound to Cheon Baek-gyeong, and his eyes aimed at the two robed people.

At the same time, the Ring of Saint Lumenis on Luke's hand began to shine.

The sacred relic ring of Saint Lumenis. The Ring of Saint Lumenis.

It was truly a sacred relic for killing heretics, emitting light and infusing divine power into the two-handed sword.

"Dodge!"

Luke's blade cut vertically through the spot where the two people had been.

However, Luke who had shot his figure did not plan to stop there.

Immediately from the air, he slammed the two-handed sword into the ground.

With that, he swung a large kick with the two-handed sword as the axis.

Of course, the explosive power that Luke prided in was contained in the legs!

"Kuk!"

Thud!

One of the stranglers crashed into the prison bars right away.

Luke landed lightly and pulled out the two-handed sword.

"Hey. If you want to take this guy, you have to catch me first."

Luke smiled slyly.

"If you can."

"Oh my. Divine power? The Holy Kingdom is already interfering..."

His words did not continue.

Luke stomped hard on the prison floor.

Kwa!

The prison floor cracked and debris flew into the strangler's face.

When he furrowed his brows,

Luke did not stop. Exploding with explosive power, he moved forward.

Red mana and white divine power burned on the two-handed sword.

The first technique of Baekgyeong, the first style of Hwa-rae-bong (Fire Bloom Peak), flowed out.

Fire movement was changeable, possessing intense power that could burn everything in an instant.

Luke's wrist holding the two-handed sword immediately twisted, and he delivered consecutive slashes toward the opponent in front.

At the moment ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠when the strangler might be cut into pieces,

Pak!

He disappeared.

The strangler had disappeared.

However, Luke immediately felt it.

'Behind!'

He turned his body largely and blocked his upper body.

At that moment, a blue spear flew toward Luke like lightning.

Kwa-aaah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!!!

'Lightning Spear?'

Luke who blocked it with the sword edge of the two-handed sword looked at the one filled with tremendous mana energy and realized.

"...Battle Mage?"

There were various branches of mages.

From those who simply researched magic to those who roamed battlefields and killed countless people.

The one in front was a mage who roamed the battlefield among the various branches.

A Battle Mage.

"Get a hold of yourself! Millis!"

"...Hah. Fun. I have regained my senses. Berimore-nim."

Moreover, the one who had been knocked away stood in front of the strangler called Berimore with his senses back.

He pulled out the massive two-handed sword on his back and gripped it with both hands.

'Close-range tanker and Battle Mage? The combination is quite good.'

However, this side was not easy either.

"Luke-nim! Are you okay?"

"We are joining as well!"

Helwir and Sdan from Inquisition Section 2, hiding inside the prison room, joined.

Not only that. Even the only exit passage of the prison room was blocked by Mirael and people from Section 2.

"...Saintess? You? Huh. This is quite a big deal."

The one called Berimore showed a slightly surprised expression upon seeing Mirael blocking the passage.

Mirael did not respond and pulled out her relic, St. Margarita's Hammer, and aimed it at the two.

"Hmm. You must know this."

Berimore's brows narrowed.

"That even two of us were enough."

At the moment he showed confidence,

"Really? Do you think so?"

Berimore and Millis' gazes turned to Luke.

Luke's eyes began to be colored with red mana, and the Mana Tree inside his Mana Hole began to gain vitality.

"Who is enough will be figured out from now on, right?"

***

Witch Magic was strange.

Unlike mage magic that handled various elemental properties based on elements, it contained the being and phenomena themselves.

In a good way, it was good at reverse thinking, and in a bad way, it was contrary.

That was why, when mages and witches fought...

"Tsk!"

Berimore cast a spell and clicked his tongue.

The suppression was no joke.

The moment he tried to cast one elemental magic through a magic circle, the witch's mana flowed and began all kinds of interference.

The fight between witches and mages was a daily occurrence of all kinds of interference and tricks even while casting spells.

In short, witches were the attackers and mages were the defenders.

When witches did all sorts of tricks during spell casting, mages completed the magic while defending.

Of course the reverse was also possible, but the basic pattern was like that.

Because of this rivalry, among Sacred Souls users, they fought in-game who was the so-called 'greatest mage or witch of all time' among in-game witches and mages.

Ah, by the way.

Elise Bystana was always one of the candidates for the greatest ever.

"Go ahead."

Luke smiled.

"Cast one spell. I will interfere with full power."

The characteristic 'Infinite Mana' where mana amount did not fall behind in the same tier.

And the strongest talent among witch talents, 'Reverse Reason Mage'.

And Elise Bystana's magic, who ranked among the greatest witches of all time.

Luke was already gripping the two-handed sword and engaging in a mana control fight with full power.

"Millis! Suppress that witch! Cut off one of her limbs!"

"I understand!"

At that moment, Millis jumped forward.

However, Luke was not surprised.

Who he was.

[Little one. Don't tarnish my reputation for teaching you the sword.]

He was the greatest cultist.

He was the greatest under heaven.

He was the greatest of all time.

Together with Elise Bystana, who ranked among the candidates for the greatest ever with magic,

The sword that cut down the Martial God, showing the figure of Cheon Baek-gyeong, the Heavenly Demon, who boasted of being the greatest ever with a sword.

"Baekgyeong."

At that moment, Luke's figure disappeared, leaving faint lightning afterimages.

"Second style. Reverse Lightning Flash."

Lightning began to rampage.

Starting with small sparks flying, Luke's figure lingered in the light.

Look.

This was lightning that split the sky.

"What is this!"

Millis' gaze swept around.

His pupils moved around but could not follow Luke's movements.

It was fast. It was overwhelmingly fast.

Truly, it was Luke's lightning-like figure that zigzagged between the two as if leaving only lightning afterimages in the air.

The moment the Cult of Emotion's two people's gazes could not catch up to Luke,

Seock!

"Kuhk!"

A strong wound was engraved on Millis' back.

It did not stop there.

More. More. More!

Luke's figure went crazy, stabbing his sword into Millis' whole body.

"This crazy bastard! Even while doing mana control?"

The more shocking thing was that even during those movements, he had steadily interfered with Berimore's magic.

At the moment the two were staring in shock at Luke,

Luke had an overload on his head but maintained his spirit with one of his characteristics, 'Mind of Clear Mirror Water'.

'I can do it.'

Concentrate more.

More.

If you give up at this level, you cannot survive the threats ahead.

One lightning kept rampaging around.

Berimore and Millis swung their swords and magic around, continuing the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠exchange.

At the moment their fight continued,

"Tsk!"

Berimore clicked his tongue and revealed the magic circle.

"I must break that amazing brain rotation."

At that moment, Berimore's mana control instantly broke through Luke's magic interference and was cast.

"Emotion Explosion."

This, a type of psychic magic called emotion magic, was a magic that instantly burst the target's negative emotions and caused confusion.

The moment Luke was hit by the magic, his movements stopped.

"Huh! Got it well!"

At that moment, Berimore's figure began to slowly change.

This was the mage's unique magic of Berimore, who had reached the 5th Tier.

The lightning he had would soon become himself.

Berimore called this unique magic Electro-Lightning Form.

The figure of Berimore who had changed into lightning shape spewed intense electricity and prepared ten Lightning Spears.

"Take this!"

Together with that, Berimore swung his arms like a streak of light and shot ten Lightning Spears in all directions.

At the moment of hesitation, the moment he was suddenly surrounded by Lightning Spears.

Boom!

Luke's figure kicked forward and bounced the front Lightning Spears.

At the same time, he interfered with Berimore's unique magic.

"Kuk!"

When the movements of Berimore who had changed into lightning stopped,

Puk—

Luke's two-handed sword pierced Berimore's abdomen.

"...Huh... How..."

Berimore, whose Electro-Lightning Form had already been released, was startled and continued to speak, and Luke smiled faintly.

"Sorry. It was a fake. Emotion magic doesn't work well on me?"

"This crazy little brat...!"

Berimore lost his center of gravity.

"Overwhelm!"

Together with that, the people waiting in the air covered the two of the Cult of Emotion.

***

'...This is a characteristic scam? I endured it even against evil gods. Emotion magic almost doesn't work?'

One of Luke's characteristics. 'Mind of Clear Mirror Water'.

I never thought this would work even on emotion magic.

While Luke was surprised by this fact,

"Re-education has been completed. Now I will blow you away smoothly."

The one who appeared after opening the door was Howard and Erin from Section 3.

Among them, Howard was wiping blood from his hands with a cloth.

It seemed he had gone through quite a bit of torture.

"Alright. Come in."

The group entered the room upon Howard's words.

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