### Chapter: 291
The Kekkeshis and the Sealed Powers of Biolain.
The Gatum.
Finally, on the day Kraush decided to make a move to visit that place.
Kraush saw Biolain waiting at the entrance of the Jevlam Royal Palace alongside others.
While Kraush was training, Biolain had been diligently honing her barrier magic all by herself.
After the certain survival, her training on barrier magic had been a bit sparse.
But now she began to train again for the future.
“So, when are they coming?”
“Soon.”
Just as Kraush said that, he heard footsteps pounding in the distance.
He quickly turned his head in that direction.
“Kraushu!”
There was a woman waving her hand high in the air, completely unbothered by the dirty smudges on her face.
“I finished it!”
It was Rona Imblize, the magic tool creator, who had rushed over.
Had she just completed it?
They had both struggled for a long time over this.
In fact, she had worked mostly alone.
“Here, take it!”
Rona quickly handed a bracelet to Kraush.
It was a safety summoning device.
A safety summoning device for Kraush, who was likely to become bait for Ixion in the future.
“Everyone wearing this bracelet will be connected. When you put it on, it will link your will. You can activate it instantly.”
“When it’s activated, will the other wearers be teleported here too?”
“Yep! I embedded a core mechanism. The spatial settings during teleportation are exclusively for those wearing the bracelets! If other spatial mages try to interfere, they won’t be able to, and it’ll activate independently even in places that disrupt magic!”
Kraush thought Rona had been talking a bit too much.
Anyway, Rona’s finished product exceeded expectations.
With this, even if he was taken by the Black Witch, he could still summon the bracelet’s wearers at will.
‘Feels like I’ve become a bomb.’
An item that could summon the world’s strongest forces immediately.
It might be the most powerful magic tool in existence.
“But there’s a problem. Since it uses independent spatial coordinates, the bracelet’s durability is low.”
“That means there are usage limits.”
“Yep, you can only use it once. And the max number of people you can summon is eight.”
Eight people.
Though she said that, it was quite enough power.
Among those who would wear the bracelets, three were from the Sanctuary of Stars.
‘Still, I’m uneasy about luring Ixion all the way to the Sanctuary of Stars for the kill.’
If the world united to eliminate Ixion, other World Erosioners would feel their pressure.
Given what they did before the reincarnation, it weighed on Kraush’s mind.
But after learning how involved Abella was, he couldn’t just sit back anymore.
‘I have to eliminate Ixion by any means necessary.’
The moment a god of World Erosion was created and unleashed on the world, anything could happen.
Thus, Kraush resolved to eradicate Ixion once and for all.
‘To do that, I need to master the God of Creation Weapons.’
After this mission, he planned to return to Rahern Academy.
Once he mastered the God of Creation Weapons, he would strike at Ixion.
Kraush quietly clenched his fists, kindling his determination.
“Thanks for your hard work. Give me one more, and hand the rest to Tersasius.”
Since Tersasius had shown his willingness to join, he would easily pass the bracelets to their side.
As a Demon Lord who made safety devices, he might feel a bit insulted by being treated like a backup.
But once he saw the bracelet Rona created, he’d surely change his mind.
It was a product crafted by a genius of magic tools in the world’s top magic tool laboratory.
Even the Demon Lord would quickly recognize its value.
“Who are you giving the last one to?”
Biolain expressed her curiosity about the two bracelets Kraush had received.
To this, Kraush tucked it neatly in his pocket and replied.
“I’ll give it to someone I’ll meet on the way today.”
“The same person you sent to guard us last time?”
“Right on the nose.”
Biolain wondered who that person was, but Kraush merely shrugged without answering much.
“You’ll understand when you get there.”
After all, it was something they would eventually find out.
At that moment, the last pair of footsteps Kraush was waiting for echoed in.
Fiery red hair swayed gently.
Though the shadows around him were darker than before, the aura he emitted was far more impressive.
“Aslan.”
Kraush called out his name briefly, and he raised a weary hand.
“Y-yo, Kraush.”
“You’re awfully late. You’re late.”
“Looks can be deceiving, but I was scrambling to get here on time!”
Kraush lightly surveyed Aslan’s body.
The mana emanating from him naturally influenced the surrounding environment.
If someone of a lower level than Aslan laid eyes on him, they might mistake his level for that of an ordinary mage.
“You’ve picked up quite a bit of dangerous stuff.”
“Haha.”
Aslan chuckled awkwardly and rubbed his neck with his bandaged hand.
“I mixed several spells to manage it, so don’t worry.”
Kraush glanced at his bandaged hand.
This guy was someone who cast fire magic until his whole body was burnt.
It was nothing new for someone who wasn’t all there in the first place.
“I don’t care as long as you don’t die. It’s your choice after all.”
“That’s why having good friends is important.”
A smile danced on Aslan’s lips.
Aslan had joined the crew.
Now, only the journey to the sealing location remained.
‘Waited a long time for this.’
Let’s see how much struggle the World Erosioners have faced.
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The place where Biolain’s powers were sealed.
It was a mountain not too far from Jevlam, as Biolain mentioned.
The mountain’s name was Averia.
It was named long before the establishment of the Jevlam Kingdom, and its ancient meaning was ‘The Wandering Mountain.’
The evidence being that the Averia mountain was perpetually enveloped in mist, making it difficult to travel for first-timers.
However, Biolain seemed to remember the entire place well and walked towards Averia like it was her front yard.
“The memory sealed by the barrier is vivid.”
That’s what Biolain said.
Thanks to that, Kraush was able to hike without any confusion.
Before long, the three of them arrived at a certain location.
It was an unexpected cliff.
Summiting the mountain proved their effort, and the misty mountains came into view far away.
Biolain stood tall at this cliff.
“Is this it?”
“Yep.”
Biolain nodded to Kraush’s question.
“All I can see is a cliff.”
When Kraush candidly expressed his thoughts, Biolain smiled bitterly.
“Because of the barrier.”
As expected, the Kekkeshis wouldn’t have left things unattended.
“I’ll release it now, so wait.”
Biolain approached the edge of the cliff and started weaving her hands around.
She was unraveling the barrier techniques laid out by the Kekkeshis.
Kraush watched her in silence, observing his surroundings.
‘She told me the location…’
He thought knowing the geography would let him keep guard at the spot easily.
But could it be that she couldn’t find her way?
At that moment, Kraush’s instincts suddenly kicked in, and he swiftly turned his head back.
A shadow created by the mountain began to ripple quietly behind him.
“Oh?”
A short exclamation escaped his lips as the rippling shadow slowly began to rise.
Kraush felt a chill rising from his gut.
“Kraush.”
Aslan seemed to feel the same, as anxiety washed over his face.
That was only natural.
There were few who could remain calm in the presence of someone appearing right in front of them.
From the pitch-black shadow emerged a middle-aged woman cloaked in a robe that dragged along the ground.
Though her appearance was middle-aged, she seemed much older than that.
“Making someone wait so long, you’re quite the brat, aren’t you?”
Her voice reverberated as shadows danced around her.
The sheer force of her voice affected the surroundings significantly.
An inverted skull was embedded in her chest, with a sword piercing through the skull’s head.
The symbol of Lakradiyon.
The Four Heavenly Kings of Sanctuary.
Empress Glacius Lakradiyon.
She was the last of the Four Heavenly Kings that Kraush had interacted with.
And she was the one Kraush had summoned to guard the place where Biolain’s powers were sealed.
With a wrinkled brow, she approached Kraush, the shadows slithering under her feet.
It gave off a creepy feeling, like darkness was moving on its own.
“You really dared to call for me. Truly a child of the Demon Lord.”
Before he realized it, she stood right in front of Kraush, slowly straightening her hunched back.
As she did so, her towering height cast a shadow over Kraush’s face.
She was almost 2 meters tall.
Dark, inky hair streamed down from her robe.
Through her hair, she gazed down quietly at Kraush.
“So, kid, where’s the World Erosion? If not, are you the World Erosion standing before me?”
Against her question, Kraush exhaled softly.
“You shouldn’t be accusing an innocent citizen of being a World Erosion, should you?”
“The Elder treats everyone who wields the power of World Erosion as World Erosion. So, isn’t it the same meaning?”
“Unfortunately, I’m not just wielding the power of World Erosion.”
Kraush brazenly converted the power of World Erosion into aura right in front of her.
Glacius’s eyes narrowed slightly, trying to see through what Kraush was handling.
“Hmmm, that’s Tuhwang’s power, isn’t it?”
Tuhwang, aka Durandal, was once a Heavenly King.
Back in the day, she was making quite a name as one of the Ten Great Lords.
However, as time passed, Tuhwang stepped down, and now Glacius occupied that position.
She was regarded as the most feared being by the World Erosions.
“You’ve really stuffed your body with a bunch of random things. Don’t you care about living long at all?”
“I’m overflowing with a desire to live, which is why I’m living like this. After all, if the world ends, what’s the use of a long life?”
Kraush’s bold response only added more humor to Glacius’s face.
“Haha, do you think you’re a hero who can save the world?”
The subtle pressure released from her body began constricting around them.
If this were an ordinary person, they would’ve already been on the ground, clutching their neck in despair.
Yet, Kraush continued to hold his head high, staring directly at her.
“I don’t really care about being a hero.”
There was intrigue in Glacius’s eyes.
“What I want is to protect this damn world. That’s all there is to it. If in the process, they call me a hero, then so be it, and if it requires doing something evil, I’ll do it too.”
“Do you honestly believe this world is going to perish?”
“There’s an end to a person’s life; why wouldn’t there be an end to the world?”
What a ridiculous statement.
Yet, Glacius could clearly read the unwavering determination in Kraush’s eyes.
“You’re a tough little brat, aren’t you?”
But there was nothing wrong with it.
Those with such eyes don’t die easily.
As time goes by, humans only grow stronger.
That was Glacius’s philosophy.
“But you’ve got some nerve, kid.”
“I grew up without my parents, so I guess things like this just come naturally.”
“Just don’t go nailing anything into your living parents.”
“There’s always a way to drive home a nail into one already stuck. What’s the worry?”
As Aslan quietly looked at Kraush, treating him like a crazy person, he became accustomed to Kraush’s blunt remarks.
But it was astonishing to see Kraush so unperturbed before Empress Glacius Lakradiyon, the oldest of the Heavenly Kings.
However, Glacius didn’t scold him any further.
“Keep an eye on what’s in your pocket. If that draws my attention, I won’t let it slide.”
She just gazed quietly with a hint of animosity toward the World Erosion connected to Kraush.
The corpse mouse in Kraush’s pocket seemed to settle down, truly dead silent.
Kraush could almost hear Ebelasque’s gulping in silence.
“Done!”
Just then, Biolain raised her hands triumphantly.
As she turned around in her moment of triumph to share with Kraush, her face paled instantly.
Because Glacius was right next to Kraush.
“It’s a person.”
And Kraush silently warned Glacius.
It was a blatant show of will that if she classified Biolain as a World Erosion and attacked, they wouldn’t sit still either.
“Threatening before a tiger may be foolish, but if it’s a lion cub, it might be amusing.”
Glacius gradually relaxed, her pressure dissipating.
“Come, there must be payment for exhausting this old body of mine.”
Glacius now seemed as ordinary as a middle-aged woman, smiling away.
Kraush, facing her smile, slowly relaxed his sweaty clenched fists.
Instead, he handed her the bracelet.
Knowing in advance, she received the bracelet Kraush offered.
Because she was the one he planned to entrust the safety device to.
“You’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
Ixion would approach with any means necessary.
This was one thing Kraush could guarantee.
