The Life of a Wise Cult Leader - Chapter 211

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Chapter 211

“Things are going according to plan.”

“Oh~ Previously nothing went according to plan at all. This time it seems like things are finally going as planned?”

“…Why did Lord Erendor come here instead of going to the Savior?”

“The power difference is clear. Just looking at Team 1, they’re all directly under the gods. The Savior doesn’t need me by his side either.”

“In other words, you came because Team 2 is the weakest.”

“Yeah.”

“Thank you for your concern.”

“That’s right.”

Luan just closed his mouth.

And slowly awakened his senses. ‘I’ had a different skeletal structure and hair color from when I was Sernuan Lumiere.

It’s different from before.

Right.

Now is the ‘present’. Everything else is past events, things that never happened.

‘The fact that all my family died at the teacher’s hands is now something that never happened…’

That was one of the things that reassured him most.

Ife spoke as if she had heard that thought.

{What is there to worry about when I’m here.}

“What can such a tiny thing do?”

Erendor, who understood the spirit language, said.

{What, ti-, tiny thing?}

Ife shook her head up and down, expressing her anger.

{I’m the last Life Spirit who made a contract with God! You ignorant fool!}

“Hah. Something as small as an earthworm.”

{What? You damn bastard! I’ll make today your memorial day! Luan! Throw me at that guy! I’ll send him to the Abyss in one go with my venomous fangs…!}

“Sigh, let’s stop making Ife angry.”

They start fighting as soon as they’re together…

Naturally, he stopped the argument.

“Ife, stop too… He’s useful fighting power.”

{Luan! That bastard started it first…!}

And what he learned while being with Ife was that he shouldn’t keep listening to this talk.

He quickly changed the subject.

“We need to reduce the number of angels. Just like last time when the Savior regained power by offering angels as sacrifice… We should prepare a separate offering ritual.”

“So we just need to sweep them all away?”

As Erendor shouldered his greatsword, armor of fire enveloped him from his toes.

“If we’re not careful, humans might end up worshipping you, so let’s handle this as quietly as possible, not too flashy.”

“I’m really good at that kind of thing.”

He said that and disappeared, becoming flames.

Luan looked at the ash and sparks remaining in the air. He didn’t expect Erendor to handle things quietly any more than he expected Lumensia to switch to our side.

“…I should call Lady Yelena and Lord Alderion separately.”

Luan hurried through the destroyed city center with quick steps. Though Erendor mocked the tiny Life Spirit, Ife showed no mercy to anything that wasn’t alive.

Even though he was a scholar with no combat power whatsoever, he could navigate this destroyed and chaotic city center thanks to Ife.

Moreover, since she was a spirit directly connected to the Savior, she was more powerful than most spirits. Since such a spirit was attached to Luan, he had little to fear even in these troubled times.

“I’d like to know about Lumensia’s situation, but there’s no way to find out…”

As he muttered while pondering, Ife also tilted her head in thought.

{Couldn’t we make him come down from the divine realm?}

“Since the divine realm will collapse soon anyway, he’ll come down on his own. But I don’t know what preparations he’ll make before coming down. Unless Lumensia is a fool, he’ll come prepared, but I wonder how powerful he’ll be…”

{Still, he’ll be weaker than last time, so don’t worry too much, little Luan!}

“Hmm, thank you. But I’m not worrying, I’m thinking about plans. It’s important that not even one person dies…”

Not dying.

Being able to safely look at tomorrow’s ‘sun’ and smile.

“Now there really is no ‘next time’. If Lumensia goes mad and self-destructs, this world will be blown away.”

If the sun explodes, this world cannot survive.

{As expected, little Luan is a strategist. Big Sernuan was a schemer.}

“Haha…”

{A way to block the sun.}

The two walked through the ruined city center. Then Ife raised her head.

{Ah! That’s right! I’m indeed a smart spirit!}

“…! Did you think of something?”

Ife raised her head and wiggled excitedly, flicking her tongue.

{The God of Darkness disappeared, didn’t he? Then, Lumensia must have been stuck with the sins that the God of Darkness possessed! We should use that, Luan!}

They were perfectly in sync.

Luan, who had received the memories, understood what Ife was saying with just those words.

“I see…!”

{Conversely, since it’s become fair, it’ll be hard for the Savior to use his power, but at the same time, that guy has become weaker too! We should target that opening!}

“You’re a genius spirit! Ife!”

{Muhahaha, praise me more!}

Luan smiled brightly and praised Ife.

“Smart Ife! Now, let’s move! We have no more time to delay.”

*

Luan gathered everyone into the mental world with the Savior’s help.

Erendor, who had been catching his breath after beating up angels, listened to the explanation and asked with a puzzled expression.

“What are you talking about? So you’re going to make the sun explode?”

“Lumensia’s current state is probably trying to suppress the sins left by the God of Darkness with his existing divinity.”

Luan began explaining while drawing pictures in the mental space.

“In the beginning, Lumensia split himself into two. The God of Darkness and God of Night, the side that encouraged death, and the God of Light, God of Sun, the god of all things that encouraged everything except death.”

“As you all know, strong power inevitably has corresponding weaknesses.”

“To overcome this, Lumensia made the God of Darkness bear all the penalties and sins and sealed him away. That’s also why he was so strong.”

“However, the God of Darkness was destroyed through his contract with the widow, and now Lumensia has to bear those sins.”

“Moreover, since Lumensia sent out angels to kill people… those sins will have grown to an unbearable degree. If he falls from the divine realm to the human world, he might be weak enough for the Demon King to kill alone.”

“But what we need to be wary of is… Lumensia’s self-destruction. As a last resort, he might choose to self-destruct. If that happens, the world could be half-destroyed.”

“It’s natural that we’ll win the fight, but we don’t know how many will survive that victory.”

“Since this is the last chance… I think we need to be more careful.”

Everyone seemed to calmly acknowledge this.

“So, to increase his sins further, if we increase the ratio of shadows or darkness, wouldn’t the ratio of sins interfering with Lumensia increase?”

Having been one with the system and briefly merged with the Forgotten Gods, the plan Luan proposed saw through the god called Lumensia.

“Then, how do you plan to increase the darkness?”

This time Celestia answered.

“We can’t block the sun, but we can refract its light.”

She recalled the memory of nearly dying.

“If Commander, Professor Ellara, Uncle Cardil, and the Savior help… how about trying to refract the sun’s light?”

“Reflect it?”

“Yes. If we do that, the light will be directed back at itself, and the ratio of darkness in the world will increase. If we’re lucky, we might even damage him with his own reflected attack. I know this because I’ve tried it before.”

“Why Professor Ellara?”

“It would be inefficient for me to be tied up with that task when fighting Lumensia too. I’m thinking of asking her to invent an automated device.”

“Even for Professor Ellara, that would be difficult. There’s no time.”

“If the Savior helps, it’s definitely possible.”

The Commander nodded.

“Let’s try it once.”

Yelena, who couldn’t join the conversation throughout, cautiously raised her hand.

“Isn’t relying on just this preparation too risky? I think it would be better to prepare other methods as well.”

“Mm. That makes sense.”

Erendor took my side. Then Austin Gerard, who had been watching this situation with dead eyes, opened his mouth with a calmly subdued voice.

“How about using an angel?”

“An angel?”

“…Previously. I heard something. That Lumensia manifested in an angel and made a deal with a demon… they said. The price was that he used sorcery to receive payment with that angel’s body, or so I heard.”

He covered his mouth with his hand as if feeling nauseous, despite trying to maintain his composure. After a brief silence, Austin Gerard brought up his plan with a haggard expression.

“Couldn’t we use the angel’s body to drain Lumensia’s power…? By making the angel use a lot of power, reducing the main body’s strength… essentially turning the angel’s existence against him…”

“That’s a good idea.”

“But what if Lumensia doesn’t manifest in the angel’s body?”

Here I stepped forward.

“I’ll handle that. Leave keeping Lumensia in check to me, and the others can focus on eliminating the other angels.”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“But to refract the light, we need the Ascetic’s, no. The Savior’s help.”

“If we finish the preparations in advance, I’ll head over after finishing the other tasks.”

“Understood. I’ll do my best.”

Erendor, who had been scratching his cheek, shouted into the void.

“Mm. Then I’m going back to hunt angels now? No wait, how do I get out of here? Friend, let me out-“

Pop.

*

Making Lumensia manifest in an angel to drain his full power.

It would have been a meaningless plan if Lumensia didn’t manifest in an angel of his own will, but I knew him well.

When I headed to where angels appeared, they rushed at me as if they had auto-targeting enabled. However, I was too strong to be defeated by such small fry.

I grabbed an angel by the throat and spoke.

“Lumensia. Are you afraid of me? Arrogant sun, are you cowering in the sky because you’re afraid you can’t shine your light down?”

There’s no boss that won’t come when you cast ‘taunt.’

The angel’s head twisted this way and that, then finally became still. Then the lower part of the angel’s head, which had no mouth, split open and a mouth began to form with writhing movements.

“Release this, you insolent thing.”

Lumensia had manifested. Finding this situation humiliating, he exploded light around himself and pushed me away.

I faced off against Lumensia speaking through the angel’s mouth.

“I see you’re pulling quite shallow tricks. Do you think you can bring down my majesty and do as you please with just such things?”

“If it was just such a thing, why respond instead of ignoring it? Acting like you’re killing your own servants because you’re afraid of just such a thing. How ridiculous.”

“Pathetic wordplay. I respond not out of fear, but because filth must be cleaned for the earth to be pure. Should I just watch as those crude ether remnants you scattered dare defile my causality?”

“Filth, you say. You became a god and rule the world through the faith and possibilities offered by that filth. You gladly receive prayers from people, but when things get urgent, you send angels to stab them to death – is that the ‘purity’ you speak of? Don’t act like you’re some grand law of the universe. You’re just a dictator.”

A Korean tough guy wouldn’t lose in a war of words to some mere medieval god. Even without Korea’s Shibaru, Koreans can still give someone hell.

“Watch your tongue, mortal! I am the sole being who governs the beginning and end of this world….”

“Were you too busy governing the beginning and end to notice your own believers getting skewered by spears?”

I mercilessly cut off Lumensia’s words.

The key to verbal fights is not giving your opponent a chance to unfold their lofty logic. And fights start with keyboard battles and end with teabagging…

“Such vulgar speech, unbefitting of a god…!”

“Don’t pretend to be noble. You’re just a pitiful attention-seeker who has no meaning of existence unless someone looks up to you. What’s vulgar isn’t my speech, but your character – stabbing your own child-like creations with spears while masturbating to the idea that ‘this is purity.'”

Lumensia seemed at a loss for words, his mouth gaping. Well, someone who spent their whole life hearing only “Oh divine one” praise couldn’t handle Korea’s spicy keyboard warrior flavor.

“…You truly dare!”

And as usual, whoever loses in a verbal fight loses their reason and throws the first punch.

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