Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 718

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 718

Robbery (11)

A beautifully shaped glass garden.

The night sky with the Milky Way is reflected overhead, and flowers and trees covered with dew quietly lower their heads.

A garden immersed in quiet silence as if it had nothing to do with the busy world.

Someone who had been sitting on the grass, drinking a glass, looked away.

“… … hmm.”

An elderly man with thick lines. The look of the white gray hair roughly swept back is quite old-fashioned.

Despite his considerable age, what he felt was closer to explosive liveliness than the flow of time.

That of a magician who enjoys the heyday of the years that have passed so far.

The old man, who was staring at the Milky Way with an ambiguous expression, tilted his head as if he hadn’t caught on.

“It seemed like I felt it… … Strange.”

“Why?”

On the other side of the inner shadow of the garden. Someone sitting in a chair with dark shadows asked.

Even in the garden illuminated by the starry night sky, there is a calm spirit that is overshadowed by an unusually thick shadow.

The fingers illuminated by the starlight beyond the shadows were transparent like glass.

“Are you ready to make a decision?”

“You act so hastily. It’s not like that.”

“Then why did you get a frown from my garden and drink it?”

Hearing the words of the other person who asked a question in a low-pitched voice, the old man touched his chin and fell into trouble.

After thinking for a while, he seemed to have an idea to explain, and replied, shaking the glass he was holding.

“Lightning that touches the horizon of events begins to go backward beyond cognition and speed.”

“… … .”

“If you’re looking at the same scenery, only occasionally… … You can perceive the moment.”

The words of an old man who started explaining the principles of magic.

However, the other person immediately understood what he said and chanted it as if he was interested.

“According to that, a lightning striker like you just crossed the horizon of thought.”

“Maybe.”

“Where are you?”

opponent asked.

If that eccentric old man could evaluate it that way, it was proof that lightning had crossed the limit somewhere on this continent.

It also means that the phenomenon was constructed in reality without borrowing the power of the realm at all.

The owner of the lightning that the old man just mentioned must also be a strong person who has reached a transcendental hierarchy.

“If there is a mage who speaks better than you, I would definitely like to have a conversation with him.”

“well. I’m not even sure.”

Even at the words of the other person who did not hesitate to face it, the old man gritted his teeth.

“The ability to search across the entire planet is a privilege granted only to a few of the ascended. That is not my domain.”

Having said that, the old man looked at the Milky Way flowing overhead and smiled.

“Rather, I think I was able to feel it because of this garden.”

“… … .”

The glass garden where the two are standing now is not a plausible model space.

The other side of the boundary narrowed closer to the open sea than the reality that ends by cutting the horizon of the real world infinitely thin.

The Milky Way seen overhead is not the real sky, but a glass window looking at the scenery of the open sea.

That’s why you can most sensitively perceive disaster-level events happening all over the world here.

It is impossible without reaching the level of directly manipulating space and interfering with the time and space of the world.

However, even though the old man knew that fact, he was not wary of or awe of the opponent in front of him.

That’s enough to get you crazy thinking about weaving all the spells in this world together.

“You drank well. I saw something interesting, so I don’t think I need to stay here any longer.”

widely!!

The old man tossed his drink and stood up.

The old-fashioned robe, as if someone had dressed it up, was crumpled and disheveled, but the old man didn’t care.

The other party knew that the robe was a sorcerer’s arsenal that had been passed down for a very long time, but he didn’t bother mentioning it.

Instead, it just shined a transparent gaze beyond the shadows.

“Have you made your decision?”

“okay. I’ve thought about it, but it’s going to be difficult to join the Spell Federation.”

The old man looked at him and smiled.

“You have to be able to trust the guys who play in the middle. From Bonno’s point of view, the church and you are all there.”

“… … .”

“Please pay for the alcohol on credit. I’ll have the guy below pay for it later. Did you say glass drops?”

“You don’t have to. In the first place, it is not an object whose value can be measured with secular money.”

Saying that, the other person leaned back slowly from beyond the shadows.

“But unfortunately… … I thought that if I wanted to deal with the apostles, I would have to borrow the power of a war businessman to make ends meet.”

An armistice agreement between the Spell League and the Guido Cult, signed in the wake of the death of Amrita, the 10 apostles of the Order.

However, the agreement itself, which was strange to be established, was heading towards catastrophe faster than expected.

Apostles have resumed their activities across the frontlines, and cases of reports of human sacrifice, which had been reduced in number, are increasing again.

What does it mean that the church, which was quiet throughout the armistice period, is now starting to move again?

That they are ready to repair all the damage caused by Amrita’s death and spur them on towards their paradise again.

It was as obvious as seeing fire where the church’s power, which had regained its strength, would go first.

“It’s an agreement, it’s Nabal, you guys have to figure it out yourself. No matter how much I think about it, there is no room for profit in this case.”

The old man gritted his teeth and laughed.

“Since you have the confidence to handle it, didn’t you join hands with those crazy fanatics and declare a truce?”

“… … The two apostles are different from the other apostles.”

The other person spoke quietly.

“He functions as an apostle, but is not swept away by madness. Even when we signed the agreement here, we couldn’t foresee anything.”

“… … .”

“It is empty and full of motives that no one can understand. It’s more of an independence that doesn’t depend on the dogma of the church. If an enemy you cannot understand is your opponent-”

The opponent waved a transparent finger at the smiling old man.

“As you said, wouldn’t we need something that transcends the ideological horizon?”

There are countless groups of sorcerers on the continent, but among them, there is one tower that has been following a unique path for hundreds of years.

Thorburn, who has researched and inherited the Lightning-type unique magic.

Wizards who have been obsessed with their inner flames and lightning, and have proven their power by jumping into the war business.

Hundreds of years ago everyone said they were crazy, but now they are ‘entrepreneurs’ trading war.

“That is not wrong. It goes without saying that Thorburn’s thunder is the heaviest and fastest.”

The old man chuckled and turned around.

“Our lightning strikes the brightest, and our will moves first. It’s a natural fact. But-”

The old man stopped talking and looked away from the edge of the glass garden.

The old man said teasingly about the opponent who had not yet emerged from the other side of the shadow.

“If there’s one lesson I’ve learned in my long life, it’s that you have to look carefully at where to lie down and stretch your feet.”

“Why?”

“Because there is no going back once you swing it in front of a stage and actors like this. Whether it be will or magic.”

“… … .”

The old man smiled darkly at the silent opponent.

“You get to where you landed before you even let go of your hand. That’s why you need to think carefully and make a decision.”

The light lightness that flowed around the old man disappears before he knew it, and a gloomy and dull mana filled the place.

The essence of a warmage that was never revealed in the middle of the garden.

The old man muttered slowly, looking at his opponent.

“I don’t care whether it’s a church or a federation. come with better terms. Until then, Thorburn will not intervene in this war.”

I move on without waiting for an answer.

A glass garden made thin by slicing the space of the world.

At the end, it returns to reality as if breaking through a thin film.

The feeling of floating in an illusion disappeared, and the earthly air again oppressed the old man.

“Well then… … .”

The old man straightened his bent back and exhaled lightly, looking at the horizon and laughing.

“Let’s find out what kind of friend the owner of that lightning is.”

He didn’t tell the Spell League in detail, but the old man knew what the lightning flashed across the horizon of thought.

It is not a power that can be achieved by polishing and polishing the lightning-type unique magic for a long time.

Beyond the level of changing the nature of lightning, the concept is forcibly twisted and rewritten.

It is not enough to complete the hierarchy, and it is slightly insufficient to transcend the hierarchy.

Evidence of a transcendent who goes beyond simply acquiring the title of a great mage and reestablishes his own hierarchy.

There is no shortage of saying that you have already prepared a ‘bowl’ with that alone.

“Is the echo of thunder still continuing in this era?”

As the old man stepped forward, white lightning bolted up his leg.

break-up break-up… … !!

Immediately after the thunderbolt bounced under the crooked shadow, the old man’s model flashed over the horizon and disappeared.

* * *

KOO GOO GOO GOO!!!

The heat seething like lava. Traces of melted ground, regardless of metal or soil.

The heat rising over the theme park, which had turned into a living hell, turned into a haze and shook the sky at dawn.

Lennok perched on top of the collapsed ferris wheel, silently watching the horrors he had created.

Someone’s voice was heard below Lennok, who was taking out a cigarette from his bosom.

“half… … ?”

A red-haired wizard covered in dust and blood. Untidy clothes and an appearance close to a mess.

Tatiana was looking up at Lennok, straining her body.

“What are you doing there?”

Lennok looked at her with the tobacco in his mouth and smiled.

“You are awake. Are you okay?”

“… … Thanks to. I feel like dying, but somehow I’m alive.”

Tatiana, struggling to sit down under the rubble of the Ferris wheel, said in an absurd tone.

“Are you really okay? Now that I look at it, you look better than me, but… … Although covered in dust and

looking a little tired, Lennok has no major injuries or injuries to speak of.

It is hard to believe that he is the one who crushed the whole area in a fierce battle that shakes the heavens and the earth.

replied Lennok, emitting smoke as if it didn’t matter.

“The magic consumption was a bit severe, but not to the extent that I couldn’t handle it. I am a little tired.”

“That is absurd… … . It’s even more terrifying to be able to say such a thing casually.”

Tatiana smiled despondently, as if she were being taken aback.

Did she mean that she ended up dealing with Peisha, who was difficult to pass the time, but only by exhausting her mana excessively?

It is hard to believe that even the result was due to an operation originally conducted with capture alive in mind.

We are breathing and talking in the same space, but we are already looking at a different state.

“You’re probably more of a problem than the other side of your injury.”

Lennok asked, rubbing his numb forearm.

“Gias. Is it completely gone now?”

“… … okay.”

Tatiana smiled sadly.

“Because they took all the restrictions Master put on me instead.”

“… … .”

Gias said that embers are absolutely necessary to use saturation magic.

In addition, all the restrictions placed on her to increase the power of her magic to the limit have disappeared.

A miracle in which only the restraint disappears while leaving the achievements of Gias intact.

Even as Lennok, I had a very strong interest, but it was not something I could study right away.

“After the apprenticeship is over, I’ll do my research properly. I also have a lot of questions about the annihilation and combustion of gias.”

“Don’t do that. But why are you holding the tobacco against the lava?”

“I wondered for a moment whether the flames of flame magic had such an ability.”

Lennok tilted his head as he looked at the tobacco that had burned through the filter instead of igniting.

“It doesn’t work. Shouldn’t the heat resistance be a bit higher than this?”

“… … .”

Lennok averted his gaze at Tatiana’s gaze, as if looking at someone who was sick somewhere.

Tatiana, too, instead of tripping over Lennok’s eccentricity, asked another question.

“How did the fight go? Where are you?”

Tatiana lost consciousness on the spot right after requisitioning the spirits of her fellow sorcerers and blocking the launch of the satellite.

Mental fatigue piled up after escaping from the Magic Tower with the Phoenix War.

The extreme consumption of mana paid to survive. I lost consciousness as various factors all overlapped.

He didn’t know that the reason he was able to open his eyes unscathed despite his intuition of death was because of the wizard in front of him.

Perhaps the ruined amusement park is so quiet because Lennok made a deal with Peysha.

But what does it mean that you are invisible when Lennok is alive and well?

“… … Did you kill him?”

Lennok glanced behind her at Tatiana’s question, which seemed hard to believe even as she spoke.

Tatiana looked away and caught her breath at the sight in the distance.

The shape of someone hung in a mess among the skeletons of the observatory that had been burned and evaporated.

The skin all over her body was so distorted that even her face was unrecognizable, but Tatiana recognized her right away.

“Unbelievable… … .”

The figure of Tatiana slowly approaching her with a breathless expression.

Lennok, who was watching him from behind, said as if he had suddenly remembered.

“Don’t get too close. It might still be alive.”

“what?!! alive… … !!”

It is a miracle that the body remains intact, a fact worthy of note for Tatiana, who was about to say.

Lennok nodded as he lit a cigarette in his mouth.

“Originally, I was going to destroy it, but I got lucky. It was enough to leave a corpse at the end.”

The last javelin fired by Peisha Grisburn was a single shot that contained the entire microcosm.

Because it was a power created with the preparedness for complete damage to the hierarchy, it became a technique close to suicide that neglected itself.

At the point of hitting and throwing the entire microcosm into a spear pole, Peisha’s own body became infinitely vulnerable.

Recognizing this at the point where he tore the dragon’s spirit with his ideological trust, he slightly lowered the power of the second chant, Gaebyeok.

It was adjusted to a level where Peisha’s body would not completely disappear.

“That’s right. In the first place, the skeleton of the observatory itself remains… … .”

After belatedly checking the scenery around her, Tatiana let out an awkward exclamation.

If it had the firepower to erase level 8 physical abilities, the observatory would have evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

The fact that the shape to bind the Peisha remains in itself is proof that the power has been controlled.

“I thought it would be evidence if I left the body, so after using my hands, I understood. The odds are pretty high.”

“… … .”

Tatiana approached with awkward steps and carefully examined her.

The figure hanging from the skeleton of the observatory would look even more strange if it were not a corpse.

However, since Lennok’s words could not be lies, Tatiana’s expression changed strangely as she was examining the situation with her remaining magic power up.

“… … Half this woman is not breathing.”

“If it’s your level, it’s not at the level where survival depends on breathing.”

“Then why doesn’t your heart beat?”

“… … .”

It was only then that Lennok came to Tatiana’s side and looked at Peisha.

Lennok, who had been observing Peysha while holding his cane, nodded slowly.

“You are alive too. Look here.”

As Lennok said, he pointed at Peysha’s shoulder blade.

“Little by little, the muscles below the collarbone are swelling.”

“Why is that?”

“It regenerates blood vessels near the most important internal muscles and organs first.”

“… … .”

“I heard that people with transcendent physical abilities can switch to a state of suspended animation optimized for survival without being conscious of it, but that wasn’t a false rumor.”

Instinctively, it prioritizes internal organs necessary for survival and repeats regeneration and recovery sequentially.

In the process, to reduce energy consumption to a minimum, he forcibly closed his consciousness and fell into a state of suspended animation.

I’m blocking all stimuli around me, so I won’t be able to hear any words or voices at this point.

Lenok also knew about it through old-generation combat records and historical records, but it was the first time he had seen it in person.

Tatiana clicked her tongue at Lennok’s reaction as she looked at Paisha with interest.

“If you’re going to keep watching like that, can I move it by myself?”

“… … No, wait a minute.”

Lennok replied as he slowly reached out and placed a hand between Peisha’s forehead.

“I think I can wake up my consciousness with just a little touch.”

“what?”

“The body is in a state of suspended animation, but the consciousness is not damaged. If Peisha’s aptitude for future vision is slightly stimulated… … ”

Ting!!

The moment when the intention blown into her fingertips was lightly bounced into Peisha’s brain.

Paisha’s eyelids, which had been frozen as if dead, twitched for a moment.

Lennok nodded at Tatiana as if to see it.

“In this way, only consciousness can be stimulated and awakened.”

“… … I can’t understand what you’re talking about at all.”

Tatiana didn’t fight Peisha directly, so it must be difficult to understand the story about her aptitude for future poetry.

Lennox also laughed and shook his head, not expecting a positive response.

“There was no need to say anything. Would you mind clearing things up first?”

Lennok turned his gaze to Peisha, who was convulsing while being bound by the Pure Land Divine Word.

The magician’s eyes were looking down at her with strange glints.

“Because I still have things to say with this woman.”

The secret history of Dead Rise that Peisha mentioned. The leader of the corps.

There was one thing that still needed to be confirmed about Kaise’s son.