"guess?"
I nodded: "Yes, I'm guessing."
"There's a less common theory that magic, this peculiar energy, originated from a grand death. It's a power that emerged from the depths of an extremely pure soul that remained after death. And it gradually grew stronger because more and more lives died in this world, thus accumulating a rich foundation."
“Some people have even fabricated the theory that ‘souls will return to the world after passing through six rivers to wash away all their memories,’ and based on this, they have created the existence of the underworld and a god in charge of death.”
As Miyuki continued her narration, her brows furrowed more and more deeply, until she finally shook her head and sighed, "I don't like this theory, and it doesn't sound like you like it either."
I shrugged.
“Moreover,” Miyuki said in an even more stern and deep voice as she rubbed the hilt of her sword, “if there really are beings like gods in this world, then my only goal will be to surpass them and then cut them down with my sword, so that they can know the power that belongs only to humans.”
...While I personally don't really believe in the existence of gods, you're being a bit too extreme, sister.
"Alright! Put aside what you're talking about, like killing the god or taking on a challenge. The most important thing right now is dealing with the impending crisis!"
Annie's uneasy voice came from behind me, and I turned around alertly, noticing a number of bone dragons eyeing us menacingly from the basin below.
Indeed, although we have temporarily dealt with a troublesome opponent, our current predicament is not yet completely over.
In the basin not far away, the army of bone dragons, whose mere presence exudes immense pressure, could probably overwhelm and tear us apart with a single charge, without needing a second move.
Not to mention the enormous headless dragon that was still searching for its own head.
The basin is too far away from here. Even if Hikari has enough magic power, and her attack did reach a distant area, its effectiveness would be minimal due to the weakening of its power.
As for why the bone dragon army hasn't rushed over to tear us to shreds yet, upon closer examination, it's probably because these bone dragons have all been transformed later in life, lacking intelligence and merely stacking blocks to obey commands.
Meanwhile, their minds were at the bottom of the pit, trying to dig out their own heads.
Therefore, taking advantage of this opportunity to escape is the most important thing.
I shared this decision with the others, and received almost unanimous support. The leader of the Pegasus, who was sitting down, also nodded in agreement, clearly sensing that if hesitating any longer, he might lose his life, and thus chose to seize the opportunity to escape.
Just as we were preparing to set off again, no longer caring about our surroundings, and speeding away from the jagged trees, I heard another suppressed scream.
"Mr. Yumi! To the left! On your left!"
"What?"
Somewhat surprised, I looked to the left as indicated, and was immediately astonished to find that the pure flame that had been hovering not far away, which I didn't know how to deal with, was now drifting wisps toward my left arm and then disappearing without a trace.
I was so frightened that I quickly took off the long sleeve of my left coat, but I didn't see any signs of fire on it. The flame was spinning in mid-air, and fluffy flames kept drifting toward me, even showing a tendency to accelerate.
After searching through them several times, I still couldn't find any signs of fire on my clothes. It was as if the pure white flames reflected so clearly in my eyes were just an empty shell, without any heat or substance.
However, I eventually discovered the destination of that flame: it was the silver-white armband that I had previously kept on my left arm, which was the [simulated magic ring] after it had changed shape.
At this moment, the [Simulated Magic Ring] is just like when I first acquired it, radiating a lustrous sheen and flashing with a kind of breathing-like shimmer. As the amount of white flames it continuously absorbs increases, the frequency of its flashing also becomes faster and faster.
I tried to use magic to stop the inhalation process, but it didn't work. Just like I couldn't touch that white flame before, I can't do anything about this process.
Finally, the white flames disappeared, vanishing completely from my perception.
I was silent for a second.
Then, after putting his clothes back on, he greeted the few people who had cast concerned glances at him with the most appropriate attitude and a smile, and then urged the celestial horse beneath him to take the lead and move forward.
Regardless of what is discovered or what happens next, the most important thing I need to be clear about is that I must first get out of the most pressing predicament.
—At least the others traveling with me must be safe and sound.
I have no idea what will happen next. Will we be attacked? Or will the skeletal dragon, which has been searching for its own head, fail to find it and thus spare our lives? Or perhaps it is just playing a cat-and-mouse game, suddenly bringing us the deepest despair at the last moment of hope?
Nobody knows.
Therefore, I need to be able to do my best.
The howling wind lashed at their faces, and the distance they had covered while hesitating and slowly stealthily walking was instantly overtaken by the Pegasus horses accelerating at full speed.
With the wind's protection, the wings broke through the wind resistance, allowing the free wings to fly freely in mid-air. All the sounds that could be heard were drawn into sharp whistles.
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