Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 713

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 713

Burglary (6)

The outskirts of the central front. Dead Rise’s rear supply unit.

A few days before the start of the satellite building operation.

With less than a day left before leaving for the Balkans, Stockton returned to the unit and made an appointment to meet someone.

“Damus.”

“Come. Sit down.”

In a dark room where the screen glows softly.

Damus pointed to a chair without looking back at Stockton.

When Stockton nodded expressionlessly and sat down, he finally put down the papers he was holding and turned around.

Damus asked, rubbing his forehead with a tired expression.

“Were you waiting for me to come earlier? You’d better get some rest.”

“There is not much to enjoy before going out. Nothing to worry about.”

When Stockton answered calmly, Damus smiled.

“They said he was the most diligent under Grease, but that’s what the rumors say.”

“On the contrary, I think it is very rare for the commander to come to the rear.”

Stockton’s eyes lit up.

“Did something happen to the headquarters?”

Damus is one of the busiest field commanders in the entire Dead Rise unit.

Even on the central front, he commands the special mobile 6th corps, which has the highest maintenance cost, so he rarely shows his face in the rear.

The fact that this meeting took place today was only possible because Damus was in the rear before the start of the operation.

It’s good that Stockton can get information from an experienced commander before being dispatched to the Balkans in earnest.

The fact that Damus is now in the rear isn’t a very positive sign.

But at Stockton’s question, Damus shook his head.

“… … Let it be for personal reasons. There is someone I need to meet separately.”

“If it’s someone you need to meet-”

“It’s nonsensical, so let’s move on to the main topic. You didn’t come to me to ask about that, did you?”

Damus said that and pressed the remote control button.

At the same time, the screen turned on and someone’s profile began to appear.

“Originally, the Balkans are not under my jurisdiction, but I recently had an opportunity to obtain information about risk factors that exist outside the front lines.”

Damus said that and turned his gaze to the screen.

“There are many variables that exist all over the place. But if I were to pick the most dangerous and unpredictable of them all, this one would be at the forefront.”

Beep!

It is said to be someone’s profile, but there are not many things written in that profile column.

An empty space without a picture. Several characters written in the ciphertext are also left blank.

Rather, there is only something written in the special notes at the bottom.

“fastness. That’s all we know about the most belligerent mage in the Balkans right now.”

Damus looked at it and explained.

“Excluding information that cannot be verified, such as name, birth and age, the special notes that have been filed through cross-validation are as follows.”

Damus said, pointing straight to the specialty section at the bottom of his profile.

“A pure-form magician. Combat-specialized lightning system user. An extremely rare multi-attribute holder. A level 8 superpower. A congenital possessor of magical eyes.”

“Um… … .”

A series of words that take your breath away just by hearing them.

It’s just that each and every word that modifies that magician has invaluable value on the battlefield.

Damus’s words did not end there.

“He is well versed in marksmanship and is known for his ability to operate equipment including bikes. Beyond the level of not being averse to advanced technology, it is also estimated that he handles that area better than experts.”

“… … .”

“But the real value of fastness is not in such secondary abilities or talents.”

Damus said to Stockton, who stared at the screen without blinking.

“Although there have been attempts to find out about the magic system of fastness, very few people have obtained accurate information. Because there are extremely few survivors of the operation involved, the level of leaked information is also inconsistent.”

“… … .”

“If you look at his achievements and achievements over the past few years, you can only guess that he is terribly engrossed in battle… … It is difficult to determine the intentions of the people who have been with and dealt with because they all have different origins and tendencies.”

Damus continued by turning the remote control.

“He is a person whose personality and motives are so unpredictable that he caused such an uproar even after suffering a major injury in Makina. If possible, avoid contact as much as possible and avoid stimulation.”

“What should I do if I encounter an encounter during an operation?”

Stockton knows, too, that it is best to avoid encountering fastids if at all possible.

However, as this operation itself is conducted in Area 59, which corresponds to the shadowy area, it is self-evident that it cannot escape the activity radius of the dog.

It wouldn’t be strange if the wizard, who couldn’t read their actions and thoughts, noticed them and moved.

When you run into a dog, you need a means or a countermeasure to deal with him and get out safely.

But Damus looked at Stockton blankly and asked.

“lieutenant colonel. What do you think it means for an 8th-level archmage to live with rumors that he’s crazy about blood?”

“… … I don’t understand your question.”

“Based on a mentality devoted to battle and blood, at the point of transcending the hierarchy, he is already close to a madman who has no room for rebirth.”

Damus looked away.

“Therefore, the possibility of a normal conversation being established when encountering a dog is extremely low. Even if communication takes place, the meaning he accepts will be completely different.”

Stockton, who belatedly understood the words, stuck out his tongue.

“It’s not at the level of being the same human being. Are you still alive in that demonic realm with that much mentality?”

“He is a person who transcends the hierarchy by living intact despite violating the principles of the world, which are incompatible with each other.”

Damus replied nonchalantly.

“If he is still alive after making enemies of all sorts of monsters and geniuses, isn’t it because he has a talent that transcends mutual interests?”

“… … .”

Stockton’s reaction, swallowing a low breath.

So Damus has crazy fastness, is it neat, but on the contrary, is he valuing it highly?

Damus turned off the screen, leaving Stockton with a slightly flustered expression.

“I’ll send you profiles of high-ranking superhumans operating in the shadows of the Balkans, including Kung-roe. So that I can share it with Greeceburn later. I won’t even read it anyway.”

“thank you.”

Damus looked down at Stockton, who lowered his head, with an expressionless gaze.

“It’s great to be prepared for variables, but don’t mistake your priorities.”

“Are you talking about priorities?”

Damus rose from his seat and pressed his temple to answer.

“Sharing the filed information was not given to me to deal with or attack the dog. It would be better not to think about the strategy at the time of encounter. Because there are other important things.”

“If it’s important… … “

As a commander, these are the virtues I prioritize on the field.”

Damus looked at Stockton and muttered as he left the room without regret.

“To survive.”

* * *

Regret is too late no matter how fast it is.

No matter how much you listen to advice and prepare for it, the worst possibility always turns out to be worse than you think.

Stockton’s right foot was completely crushed before the flashbacks running through his mind were over.

Ugh support!!

The unbalanced greatsword misses and the moment the slash blows away, Duren, who was swept away by the shock wave, was thrown back and crashed.

Kwaaaang!!

“Cheukhak!!”

“… … !!”

Duren, whose shoulder was half sunken, convulsed without being able to stand up properly, and Stockton, whose leg was crushed, gritted his teeth and swallowed the pain.

The appearance of two people desperately staring at the front without even thinking about fixing the injured place.

At the end of the gaze of the two, a whirlwind of flames shot by Duren raged and melted the ground.

Hwaaaak!!

The image of a wizard walking through the scorching whirlwind as calmly as a curtain.

Lennok looked around, holding his cane in his right hand, and smiled.

“I was thinking of keeping only one of them alive, but it’s not going as well as I thought.”

Stockton gritted his teeth at those words and rose from his seat.

“The monster… … !!”

Two high-ranking superintendents who have completed the hierarchy. They are also armed with taboo weapons and working together.

Due to the effect of the taboo armor, he is continuously supplied with magic power and wields the microcosm without restriction.

There are very few battles that Stockton and Duren have fought without considering waste and efficiency to this extent.

Even so, standing alone on the other side and dealing with that wizard wielding limited magical power was all he could do.

Rather, they are just struggling to get out of the war situation, which is gradually falling into inferiority.

“Whoops… … !!”

oops!!

Duren and Duren, who pulled out the collapsed shoulder blades with their bare hands and matched them.

Lennok frowned at the sight of Stockton stopping the bleeding by attaching the flames of his greatsword to his broken right foot.

“You use the rough way. I can throw some hemostat.”

“What I said to you earlier. I will not withdraw my message.”

said Stockton, looking at Lennok with heavy eyes.

“You are not the chosen one. Rather, he is the one who chooses.”

“… … .”

Because they have been through countless battlefields, they can understand the meaning of Lennok’s inaction.

The result of hard work and practice built up even before he recognized who he was was there.

The experiences and time that are completely melted between the workshops are clearly felt.

They, too, realized that Lennok had reached his own destiny.

“I don’t quite know what it means to choose your destiny, but… … .”

oops!!

With the crushed right foot, step strongly on the ground.

The pain that started at the tip of his toe ran down his spinal cord and shook his brain numbly, but Stockton did not budge.

“I can choose where I die too!!!”

bang!!

Once with the crushed right foot and once with the intact left foot.

Stockton’s whole body, which beat twice, was engulfed in the flames of the marriage, and it turned into a giant pressure that oppressed the space.

to survive.

In the end, he couldn’t follow any of Damus’ advice, but Stockton had a hunch about the ending at the point where things turned out like this.

Damus also thought it was a difficult task, so he gave the word, but he didn’t think he could put it into practice.

This was the case with all the soldiers who joined the military and lived as soldiers.

Lennox looked at Stockton and nodded.

“A soldier. I understand.”

Cold air began to gather at Lennok’s fingertips as he raised one hand.

Freezing Type Unique Magic

Property Change Overload

[Sin Baek (罪白)]

Damn!!

The flames of the marriage and the chill of guilt exploded alternately, and red and white flowers bloomed on the ground.

“Huh… … !!”

The figure of Stockton stiffened with the whole body covered in pure white frost.

A restraint that freezes the flowing blood as well as the flow of the bloodstream and suppresses its movement.

The moment Lennok was about to take the Pure Land Goddess from his wrist in the form of a rosary and hang it around Stockton’s neck.

Aaaaaaa!!

“It’s not over yet… … !!”

The image of Duren desperately making hand signs while holding the flames that consumed his flesh.

Lennok’s gaze sank as he watched the achromatic ripples wriggling beneath his feet.

“It’s a realm.”

Since Duren, who had once been deprived of his marriage, could not hold it again, the self-sacrifice was the collateral for the development of the magnetic domain.

Considering Duren’s magic, he must be using powerful mirage magic to keep Lennok in this position.

“I know how twisted the art of human sacrifice is. Just using humans as materials can get out of the master’s control and transform into a completely different concept.”

Lennok said as he planted his cane under his feet and bandaged his left arm.

“Sometimes it works even after the caster dies and doesn’t stop as if it were alive on its own. So-”

“What do you mean? Are you going to say that you are wary of my magic?!”

“no.”

Lennok laughed and shook his head at Duren’s reaction when he cut off his words in a sharp tone.

“That’s why I had several chances to kill you, but I didn’t.”

“… … !!”

“I thought it would be a disaster if I couldn’t catch the location of the factory in time because the surrounding wide-angle lens was twisted due to the runaway mirage technique.”

“What arrogance is that… … !!”

“therefore.”

Lennok raised his left hand and pointed at Duren.

“I will not allow the magnetic field. I have no desire to see the mirage again.”

Chareuk!!

At the same time as the bandage tied to the forearm was undone, a wave of red light penetrated space-time.

It wasn’t just the burning heat, but the shape of a living flame tied to its arm.

The moment of astonishment on Duren’s face when he realized that the form had changed, but it was the true body of the Phoenix Hall he had been searching for so long.

Roaring!!

The achromatic waves that were spinning under Duren’s feet soon stopped moving and were sucked into the rosary.

“What is this!!”

The recoil of having the domain expansion chant canceled forcibly by someone else’s will runs through the whole body.

The blood in his whole body was turned upside down, his blood pressure and magic rotation increased rapidly, and blood spurted out from his pores.

“Other top lords… … authority… … Kkeuk… … !!!”

Duren’s body, which could not overcome the sudden change in blood pressure, was damaged, and the aftermath ran backwards to the heart in an instant.

My heart stopped on the spot due to the recoil of the territory deployment being canceled.

Duren’s body, unable to breathe properly, fell forward as it was, stiff in place.

oh oh oh… … !!

Frozen Stockton. Torn Solseer. Duren stopped breathing.

That moment when Lennok looked at it and moved toward Stockton, who was still breathing.

Wedge!!

A white object flew from the other side and shattered the block of ice that had trapped Stockton.

Kwaaaaang!!

“… … .”

Lenok, who had avoided the attack by blinking, looked away with a slightly stiff expression.

It wasn’t the speed and trajectory that could be avoided with the moderate response of that throw.

An unusual blow that seemed to check Lennok’s reaction rather than aiming for ice.

The moment Lennok realized this and raised his gaze, a cold female voice rang from the other side of the fog.

“I am too late.”

[Churrr… … !!!]

At the same time, a scream erupted from the white object that fell at Lennok’s feet.

“Merylda.”

The shape of a huge wolf with white mane torn in places and bleeding.

He has not lost his fighting spirit yet and his eyes are shining brightly, but he looks like he has suffered quite a few injuries.

As if he was forcibly kicked out of a fight with someone, he was bleeding everywhere.

But even as her whole body trembled, Merilda’s gaze was clearly fixed on the other side of the fog.

Fire!

As if responding to the hostility, the figure of a woman brushes through the fog and slowly walks out.

He doesn’t have a special impression to speak of, but his expression is so stern as to be frightening.

The woman who looked around silently was Stockton and Duren. And he laughed at Solceer’s dead body.

“I thought everyone was having a lot of fun except for me, didn’t they?”

“Cool cool!! Warden… … .”

Stockton collapsed through the broken ice, gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

“sorry. Because of my lack… … !!”

“No, even to the point of being sorry.”

The woman said that and threw something she was holding in her hand.

“Kkeuk… … .”

Something so bloody that it couldn’t even be compared to Merilda.

Lennok’s eyes narrowed when he realized that it was barely breathing and took on the shape of a wolf.

The appearance of Killian, who was covered in blood and was crushed to the brink of death, barely breathing.

The woman who threw Killian like garbage looked at Lennok and smiled.

“It is rather me who should be sorry. I could have fallen for any simple provocation and almost messed up the job.”

“… … .”

The woman’s gaze grows stronger over Lennok, who doesn’t answer.

The woman, too, knew who Lennok was even before she appeared here.

A brief entertainment at the District 47 Casino.

A promise that was not even answered.

Even the fact that all the memories that were passed over as trivial things came together to form this current catastrophe.

“okay. Kangwoon who pulled the slot, fighting skills worthy of watching, even the guts that I liked… … I mean, everything had a reason.”

A whitish figure swiped past the back of the muttering woman.

A bizarre chill and howls resound as if a ghost had been possessed and then disappeared in the midst of a momentary emotional agitation.

A cool, secluded wind blew that made everyone in this place freeze.

Whoooooooo!!

Touching her shoulder with one hand, she slowly loosened her neck.

“It doesn’t move, it’s solid.”

The woman recalled the image of a blue spiritual body behind her back and smiled.

“A game that I couldn’t finish at the casino at that time. You decided to bet today, right?”

Peisha Grisburn, a ogre with physical abilities at level 8.

The monster, who had been locked in the casino under the pretext of winning, returned at this point when the operation was not over.

“… … Are you okay?”

But Lennok knew that, and slowly moved towards her.

Lennok sneered as he confronted Peysha head-on in the midst of the flames burning in all directions.

“Here, even if you lose, there won’t be any coins to continue the game.”