Never Die Extra (Edited)-Chapter 472

The Great Ancient Wizard, Brings in the Gods. (1)

[We have to find our destination within the next four days. The ceremony should be held on the 15th day.]

Fayna declared so in front of an expedition to find the most suitable place to use as a conduit between the middle and the new world, the site of Holiness.

“The fifteenth day?”

Mirole asked back. Fayna simply nodded and gave a supplementary explanation.

[To bring the Gods down to earth is that tricky. It must be implemented at the right time, in the right place.]

“Did they leave such an urgent and important task to just .. you?”

Mirole’s words became a spiny spear that pierced Fayna’s chest. It was a critical hit.

[Hmph. Initially, other apostles would have helped me carry out my duties…]

“It takes a lot of energy to bring an apostle down to earth, too.”

Evan chimed in to help, and Fayna nodded quickly.

[That’s right.]

Based on the original scenario, the current time frame was only the first half of the game. Unlike the Devil, who had been aiming for Middle Earth since the beginning, the Magic Realm was now starting to focus on Middle Earth. Therefore, Fayna, the apostle of the Great Mother Earth, first ascended to the ground, and the other gods felt the need to send their divine apostles in the middle of the scenario.

Then, in the second half, the Gods decided that they could quickly stop the Devil only when they were brought to Middle Earth. However, the gods, who had already consumed a lot of energy to send the apostles down, would use their apostles to exploit the energy and treasures of Middle Earth and prepare themselves to come down using the Ancient Great Wizard, an equal messenger for all.

“The problem is that the chaos in Middle Earth has deepened, with me moving actively and the Demon Realm holding hands with the Spirit Realm, and I came to think of sending the gods down directly.”

Although the timing of the gods’ descent had been accelerated by skipping the sending of the apostles, only Fayna was bending her spine. Without Evan, who knew everything about Yo-Ma Great War Zero, she couldn’t have carried out this mission successfully.

…Actually, it wasn’t very successful right now.

[You said you already know the place. Now, let me know, Zero.]

“I can make a promise to meet you by the fifteenth day. However, I can’t do it right now.”

[How come?]

“If you report before the descent, one or two apostles might come down.”

[Huh, that’s true…]

If they could find the right place, they would send another apostle down.

[But what’s wrong with that?]

“Well, then, in that case, I can’t make my unique armor.”

[…Unique armor?]

“Unique Armor.”

Fayna’s expression was filled with question marks. She didn’t understand why there was talk of unique armor here. Evan was forced to explain to her step by step.

“You know what conditions the site of Holy Forest has, don’t you?”

[Of course, the floor is deep enough to accept alien energy, but you must have a lot of energy on your own. As it should be a spiritual connection between the Earth and the Demon Realm, the inner energy should constantly be flowing.]

Was there anyone who could understand this question? At least, it was impossible for him in his previous life. He had already seen the answer after several attempts, so he knew it very well now.

“That’s right, and I need similar conditions to complete my armor.”

[Oh, that’s what you’re talking about. Indeed, if the Apostles guard the place, they won’t be able to build their weapons there.]

It was impossible to make unique armor there as long as the apostles of Gods were guarding the site of the Divine Forest for the coming of the gods. That was why there is a limit to the length of time for Yo-Ma Great War Zero, where they could make their weapons perfectly. Only when the two conditions of securing all the materials needed for the unique armor were secured and finding the site for the Gods to descend before the apostles, could they make their armament without any problems.

[Hmm…? But if you build Zero’s unique armor there, the gods will have trouble coming down.]

“It’s okay. I’m sure there’ll be a problem, anyway.”

[Not a bit of a problem!]

“I mean, I don’t need to be nervous. It’s not Fayna’s fault, anyway.”

[Ah, ah, ah…]

Why wouldn’t there be a problem when the energy needed for the descent was being used elsewhere? Perhaps the scale of the forest would be reduced, the gods would have less influence on earth, and the number of gods who succeeded in the first place would be significantly reduced. However, it was best to minimize their direct intervention in the first place to prevent gods from having an excessive influence on the human world.

That’s why the Gods massacred the Demon Tribe by pretending to hold hands with dragons, forming a confrontation between the Divine and the Demon Realm early on. The best scenario was that the gods didn’t look away from the strictness but fought calmly with the Demons and returned.

“And unlike other gods who consume their power and cannot spread it to the earth, Fayna, the Apostle of the Great Mother Earth, succeeds in expanding her influence through George. Come on; I’ve already explained this scenario briefly before.”

[I’m sure I’ve heard, but I didn’t know there was such a blatant backstabbing operation attached! You’re trying to delude the Gods! You human!]

The Gods had already been deceived enough the last time they hunted the dragons, but that seemed to have been sufficient for Fayna. However, Evan’s party, accustomed to Fayna’s quivering, gave her surprisingly little attention.

“I can’t wait to see master’s unique armor.”

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it. But maybe before that…”

“Savior!”

Right after Evan replied to Maybell…perhaps because he talked about his weapons, Eihamo suddenly appeared and found Evan.

“I’m ready to make the forest fairy’s unique armor!”

“As expected.”

Evan nodded as if he had been waiting while Mirole next to him opened her eyes round.

“Am I before Zero?”

“You’ll be helped by the World Tree to build your armor. Let’s get started.”

“But this is so sudden…and I don’t know if I can handle it.”

It was modesty. Although she grew up differently from the game, her achievements, both physically and mentally, overwhelmingly surpassed her game version.

“I can’t wait to make it, too.”

“Grandpa, give up for now.”

Evan, who hadn’t yet finished measuring his soul power, later led Mirole up to the World Tree. Was it prepared by the elves contacted? Was it always this neatly organized? More spirits than usual flew around the World Tree, shining brightly enough to be seen by Evan’s naked eye.

―Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

As Mirole approached, the World Tree promptly welcomed them with petals. Some of the petals fell by Mirole’s side, and some didn’t sink and floated in the sky.

“Oh, my…Zero, the Mother, was preparing it for me.”

“I was expecting it, but…no, it’s more spectacular than I expected.”

Evan nodded at the appearance of an event he had never seen in the game. What struck his mind was the blue breeze in her hands back at Sherden.

‘No wonder it’s more powerful than in the game.’

Eihamo opened his mouth next to Evan, who looked a little dazed thinking about the event in the game and the image of Mirole he had experienced.

“The forest elf’s greatest organ is spirits. Furthermore, spirituality is a technique closely related to the spirit of the user. So, I thought it would be easiest to create a unique armor, but in conclusion, it was the opposite.”

“The other way around?”

“Yes, Princess. As I stayed here and checked, the forest fairies are good at communicating with spirits and dealing with them, but they aren’t good at dealing with their own souls. Maybe that’s the limit of the capacity to handle the soul.”

Evan sympathized a little with the word capacity from the perspective of the Dwarf blacksmith. Perhaps that meant the “total amount of skills you can learn” commonly found in other games. If the skill point that could be assigned to the skills related to the soul was 5, the elves felt like they had been unable to handle their weapons because they poured all of them into the spirit.

“But the princess is different from any other forest fairy in that way.”

“Because she’s the daughter of the World Tree.”

“The princess, who all spirits were willing to follow, had a large capacity from the beginning. Moreover, since she had grown up with her benefactor, he will create a new form of his soul. Furthermore, it will be possible to reconcile the power of the Spirit.”

Eihamo opened one hand as he finished speaking. What was in that hand was a spiral… no, it was a whirlpool swirling in the form of a blue sphere. A unique armor. She couldn’t understand the meaning of it by looking just at it.

“Of course, it’s not a complete version. It’s the user himself who completes his or her armament. This is called a trigger for a proper armament.”

“That’s a fair expression.”

“I’ve used a lot of the ingredients to trigger it, but it’s the heart of the Gold Dragon that’s blowing. I’m sure you’ve heard of the magic chamber, but we’ve extracted the Dragon Heart in the form of a magic chamber to shape the vortex.”

“Hmm.”

The main ingredient remained the same as it was in the game. In the game, the Ancient Great Wizard helped to destroy dragons because there was a quest to supply dragon hearts for himself and Mirole’s weapons. However, thanks to many other materials, the vortex’s appearance had changed quite a bit from CG in the game.

“Communicate with this as the Spirit. The coordination is already complete, so you can naturally assimilate.”

“Can I, uh, can I handle this?”

Mirole also appeared wary of the vortex, apparently realizing the danger at a glance. But then the petals of the World Tree, which fell on her forehead, gave off a feeble glow, calming the sphere of wind in hers and Eihamo’s hands.

“Mother…”

Mirole felt the fear from the whirlpool disappear in an instant. Then, with her eyes closed for a while, she soon took a deep breath and opened her eyes again.

“Okay, I’ll try.”

Receiving the trigger from Eihamo, she drew out her magic and resonated with it.

“Ah.”