Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 842

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This was not the first time using a magician in front of Evelyn.

When fighting as a member of the class, he often chose a magician and used it.

In the first place, a magician was just a medium for handling manipulation techniques, and making a magician itself was not a difficult task for an excellent magician.

The true value of manipulation techniques does not lie in the concept of a magician.

It deals with causality itself, manipulating and applying reality through magic that is infinitely close to the original.

Isn’t that why it’s called the most arcane and difficult technique among specialty techniques?

“black…..?”

However, Evelyn seemed a little shaken when she saw the magician extending from Lennok’s fingertips.

Wow!!

She was thrown backwards by a light shock wave, and as she regained her balance, her eyes flashed behind her visor.

“It wasn’t that color when I saw it from the lighthouse.”

I guess so. At the time I fought Croken, it was before I received a new magician as a gift from an ancient heroic spirit.

Evelyn had glimpsed the silver magician that covered the cenotaph, so she was unfamiliar with the power that Lennok was now showing.

“well?”

However, instead of answering the question, Lennok smiled and held the magician tightly.

“Why not find out for yourself?”

“………….”

You can’t see it because of the visor that covers the lower part of the body, but he must have been biting his lip.

Even though you can’t see it, you can naturally imagine that reaction, and it’s clearly an afterimage of a memory you’ve known for a long time.

It was ironic.

Even though I wandered this world for a long time trying to be the only answer and not rely on anyone.

Nevertheless, there are people who accumulate without being conscious of it and become a connection, a dependency, and an expectation.

The heart is weak, the will is easily broken, and the resolution is vague.

Even if you try and struggle to remember that first moment, there are definitely things that change.

But still –

peeing….!!!

The black magician rotates roughly with the sound of the thread being pulled taut.

The moment when I crossed my arms and shook off the coiled magic thread between my fingers.

At the end of the magician, dozens of old bars crashed down around Lennok, along with the illusion of space being distorted.

Doo doo doo!!!

Reality manipulation using magicians as a medium. Among them, space transfer is a forced chanting using space magic as a standard.

This black magician controlled by a heroic spirit is a masterpiece of the central city, specialized in assisting with spatial manipulation.

“……..!!”

However, Evelyn immediately regained her composure and moved despite Lennok’s sudden spatial transformation.

In the darkness, her shadow runs at an invisible speed, shaking off Lennok’s pursuit.

The old bars around Lennok are the result of space transference of the remains of a field once used as a zoo into space around him.

This was because Evelyn also understood that this itself was the result of adjusting the environment to handle magician manipulation comfortably.

Woe!!

Dark green eye lights glide between dozens of bars and rush through them at incredible speeds.

Lennok also immediately raised his magic power by casting hundreds of magic threads between the bars.

The black magician tied between the bars on the wide field waved like waves, letting out sharp anger, and

before he could properly block the archer’s run, he was pierced by an even sharper arrowhead and cut off one by one.

Tdu-duk-duk!!

The fragments of the mutilated magician fluttered helplessly from all directions and floated above the two people’s heads.

The moment when Evelyn, who instantly removed the magician’s net hanging between the bars and captured Lennok, lashed out with her shortbow and raised her magic power.

“Gotcha.”

Sigh!

A bundle of black magic threads wrapped around her wrist, tying up the strings of the short bow.

Hundreds of fragments of the magician that Evelyn had cut off. Lennok cast a spatial spell on the short strand of thread and forced the magician to transfer.

The magician’s fragment was moved onto Evelyn’s shortbow and tied into a knot at the same time.

A miracle that forces spatial transfer by aiming precisely at the wrist, twists the transfer coordinates, and ties a knot with magic thread.

“under…….!”

The moment when Evelyn couldn’t help but admire the ridiculous result of successfully capturing herself moving through that complex process at subsonic speed.

bang!!

Evelyn’s new form was dragged out as if it had fallen, following Lennok’s gesture of holding his hand in the air.

The appearance of a wizard looking down at Evelyn with a rather pale complexion, with his back turned to the night sky half covered by clouds.

“Since the strings are tied, you won’t be able to use the shortbow.”

Lennok said, taking a hard breath.

I’m already out of breath as I try to continue the attack and defense with Evelyn using only the magician and manipulation techniques.

Fighting a monster like Hyeon-gung when you are already in poor condition is something that consumes a huge amount of mental and emotional strength.

Did Evelyn notice that too? Lennok, trying to ignore the young pity in her eyes, aimed his finger between her eyes.

“If I wanted to win, I should have planned a different strategy. “Did you think you could do anything with such ambiguous judgment?”

“It’s not an ambiguous judgment.”

Evelyn, whose one wrist was tied by Lennok’s magic thread, answered.

She sat down in front of Lennok with her head down and raised her gaze.

“Because this would have been the best way to completely win against you.”

“…….best?”

The moment Lennok realized that the green eyes shining through the hair were more confident than ever.

Wow!!

A black arrow fell from above the two people’s heads and hit the ground at incredible speed.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

A shock wave so powerful that it completely turned the ground over a wide field.

Lennok’s body, wrapped in a shield, shook violently, and all the bars surrounding it were pulled out and broken.

The bars that had been deliberately installed to manipulate magic spells were thrown away, and the restraints that bound Evelyn were also broken.

The distance between the two people, which had already been narrowed, now faces each other without any obstacles.

“…….That arrow just now.”

However, what truly surprised Lennok was the reason why he did not recognize Evelyn’s attack until just before being hit.

Where did the sniping that had just fallen from the sky so far away that it was impossible to recognize the point of the first shot and precisely penetrated the gap between the two people come from?

Because I could vaguely remember it from my experience fighting Evelyn a long time ago.

“As soon as the battle started, they fired up and attempted to snipe by specifying the location and time. “Did you think it would be like this from the beginning?”

“no. Because I am not you. “I can’t read the future.”

Evelyn answered calmly.

“But if it were you, even if I did my best, I would have caught you off guard at least once and tried to force you to end the battle.”

“…………”

An answer that cannot be given unless one trusts Lennok’s capabilities more than one’s own and is certain that the rescue will be completely trampled.

However, Evelyn predicted the situation exactly as she said and proudly turned the game around, which seemed to be over.

“I won, half.”

Evelyn declared against Lennok, who was standing defenseless wearing only a shield.

“Space leap. Space transfer magician manipulation and application. Everybody saw it. “After consuming that much magical power, you won’t be able to handle it perfectly at this distance anymore.”

“………….”

“If you don’t want to explain who you are, I will do it myself.”

Wedge!!

At that moment, Evelyn’s arm disappeared at an invisible speed and burrowed into Lennok’s arms.

Agile and quick movements of her hands, as if the object she was looking for was in Lennok’s hands.

If it weren’t for magic detection, I wouldn’t have been able to even perceive her movements, let alone read her intentions.

“…….no.”

But Lennok reacted.

Hot!!

Lennok’s fingers, grasping Evelyn’s wrist with his bare hands, slightly twisted.

However, the wrist or arm blocked her arm firmly without breaking, and at that moment, a faint surprise appeared on Evelyn’s face.

“It’s not over yet.”

The magician wrapped around his arm tightened his grip around Lennok’s body and began manipulating his body directly beyond his senses.

Gigi geek…!!

The moment when a noise like the creaking of old iron resonated within my body.

Lennok, clutching a bundle of black magic arrows, turned around to face Evelyn.

A hand-to-hand

combat that begins with the magician assisting in the martial art of martial arts that involves moving the body with the mind.

“If you keep overdoing it…!!!”

Evelyn, realizing Lennok’s thoughts, also took out another arrow from her arms, grabbed it in reverse, and moved.

Tduduk!!

The moment Lennok’s creaking wrist was pulled with all his might, he clenched his fist and spun around, accelerating.

It overlapped Evelyn’s gloved hand and exploded into a blurry shockwave.

Wow!!!

As the arrow and fist closed and broke the gap, the two shadows under the moonlight quickly increased their speed.

Between the diverging gazes in the air, hundreds of magic threads intersect in all directions, wearing out and breaking.

In a wide field with no visible place to lean on, the magician was lowered on top of the magician, supported and pulled.

Kagagagak!!!

Beyond the speed of sight, leaving behind the reactions of the senses, ahead of sound, only the will arrives first.

The collision that occurs as the body catches up with the intention to reach the desired location is a momentary pain.

With the moonlight at their backs over a deserted field, the two supreme powers clashed at a speed that was invisible to the eye.

bang!!

An ultra-close-range hand-to-hand combat that leaves no advantage to both archers who need to keep a wide distance and wizards who need chanting.

A battlefield where each side clashes, excluding the fields and conditions they are most confident in.

A wizard’s reason and an archer’s observation skills. Intuition and numeracy that transcend hierarchy collide, diverge and break apart.

Despite the high-level battle that can never be understood just by watching, the attack and defense disappears without being leaked beyond the two people’s steps.

Drurrrrr!!

It was a long time ago that I don’t even remember anymore.

Just like I sparred with Evelyn when I was traveling towards the West Continent branch of the Blaver Magic Tower.

However, the sense of humiliation and desire for learning that came from being repeatedly defeated, crushed, and thrown to the ground are no longer there.

“…………!!!”

Although it is very little, Lennok’s counterattack begins to advance over Evelyn’s attack.

Lennok’s hand arrived first, over his folded fists, adding a shadow, and the grass roots under his feet disappeared little by little.

Even Evelyn, who thought she knew Lennok well, was surprisingly smooth at attacking first and counterattacking.

The ability to perform combat temporarily beyond the limits of the body.

The moment when the skills that have been constantly studied and practiced in parallel with manipulation techniques are fully unfolded in front of a powerful superhuman named Evelyn.

All of Lennok’s other talents awakened and responded in unison, raising the odds of victory beyond their limits even under these unfavorable conditions.

The magical eye of possibility foresees a realm beyond the battle of numbers, the supernormal ability of revelation rules out the future of defeat, and the magical power that runs through the entire body races beyond will.

Pot!!

“……!!” The moment when

Evelyn’s arrowhead, which did not miss even for a single moment, pierced the air without any help, and

Evelyn raised the microcosm to its full potential to forcibly return the body that had gone out of control.

Inner world microcosm: Inertial bias

wedge!!

On the spot, the arrowhead’s trajectory twisted strangely and turned into a black flash.

They rush in to avoid all the hundreds of magic arrows that entangle the arrow’s trajectory.

He evades the magician who goes back and forth between the past and the future and manipulates the present at will, using only the reaction speed of his body.

A realm of intuition that goes beyond theory, design planning, and prediction.

Here is the origin that makes Evelyn not just an excellent archer but a truly strong superhuman.

“half!!!!”

The arrowhead, which miraculously passed through the black magician, grazed Lennok’s forearm, causing blood to burst out.

Wow!!

Through the rising red fog, green eyes flashed intensely and turned into dazzling lines of light.

Once a design and prediction has holes in it, it loses its value.

As long as the balance is broken, the initiative always lies with the player.

Evelyn burrowed into Lennok’s arms without hesitation, grabbed the arrow and scratched his collar.

Evidence that even Lennok himself cannot deny.

The moment when Evelyn once again raised Microcosm to find the obsidian mask that proved she was a member of Pandemonium.

“okay.”

Lennok answered.

“This is the turning point.”

At that moment, a golden glow flashed and spun over the fresh blood flowing down Lennok’s arm.

Kiiiiing!!!

A golden spiral surged along Lennok’s wrist, creating a dazzling ring of light on his palm.

A unique magic that is activated based on the intention injected in advance into the innate magic power contained in the blood.

An unfinished magic system that was completed so quickly that even Evelyn herself, who suffered the wound, could not react.

“……..!!!!”

The shadows of Evelyn, who stretched out her hand toward Lennok’s embrace, and Lennok, who placed his hand on Lennok’s waist, overlapped.

Evelyn, who decided that she couldn’t stop, gritted her teeth and increased her magic power, sharpening her concentration, and the golden snake biting its tail landed in Lennok’s hand and spun around.

The illusion of a clock being twisted appeared before their eyes.

The moment when Evelyn’s microcosm, tilting its inertia, and the snake, dreaming of eternal unfinishedness, collided for the first time and imposed their laws and will on each other.

Behind the shadows of the two people, golden and dark green brilliance exploded interlaced.

Paaaaaa!!!!

A fleeting flash of light that dazzles and colors the dark night sky.

The light of the heart that seems to consume the entire night view of the city and burn brightly, but that no one except the two of them can see.

The highest level of level 8 achieved by forcibly destroying the completed hierarchy. The time spent between two superhumans giving up perfection and pursuing something more has become a real fruition and has appeared here.

Ruk ruk!!!

An eternal moment that makes you forget even the sense of time.

However, even within the limitations of cognition that infinitely split and cram consciousness, the golden snake continues to rotate.

“…………!!!!”

Evelyn looked with shaking eyes at the golden magic circle spinning like a huge halo behind Lennok.

This is because I realized what the scenery that reached the peak of convergence at the two extremes of the image meant.

Incomplete because we dream of perfection with an imperfect body. A contradiction because we have already reached transcendence beyond perfection.

A perpetual motion machine powered by the contradiction of giving up perfection and dreaming of perfection again at level 8.

It is infinite unless it is completed, and it is eternal unless it is perfect.

A conversation that two people clearly had in their memories sometime long ago.

The moment Evelyn’s expression became confused as she realized that this moment was an extension of what Lennok had said at that time.

The golden and green radiance surrounding the two people mixed together and disappeared as if they were being swallowed up.

Paaaaaaaa!!!

With a dark green shock wave that exploded, Lennok collapsed helplessly, and Evelyn’s new model bounced back and skidded onto the wet field.

The black arrow held in my hand falls out, broken in half.

Due to the clash of images that went beyond the limit, the clouds obscured the moonlight and raindrops fell like tears beneath them.

Shoot!!!

“Cough…!!”

The image of Evelyn letting out a wet cough while helplessly being hit by the pouring rain.

The shabby new type kneeled down with his black short hair hanging down and bowed his head in silence.

Looking at Evelyn who had completely lost her will, Lennok stood up with difficulty stretching her legs.

Wooooow!!!

Behind Lennok, who slowly stood up, the golden snake was still spinning slowly.

The magic of convergence that individually interprets, decomposes, and absorbs all existing information and materials.

Even after the match is over, Lennok’s magic does not disappear and just repeats its essence endlessly.

That noble and ephemeral appearance, which seems completely unrelated to the present moment, seems to announce the end of this fight to the two people.

Lennok sat down, looking at the green eyes shaking through his hair.

Ignoring the water droplets bouncing between my coat, I took out the tobacco in my arms.

Lennok, who had managed to light the wet tobacco after lighting a few fireworks, looked at Evelyn while cooing.

“………….”

Shoot!!!

There is no conversation.

Both Lennok and Evelyn knew where the outcome of this fight was.

There are answers that cannot be conveyed in words, and there are secrets that cannot be explained by oneself.

Evelyn tried to understand Lennok’s intentions in this way, and Lennok only responded.

However, at the last moment when their images collided with each other, Evelyn ended up admitting defeat.

The golden sea that Lennoc showed in front of Evelyn.

What does that beautiful scene, shown properly for the first time, mean to Lennok?

The moment I collided with the images and listened to the voice of thought, I understood.

“After the work in the Hanghasa Labyrinth is over…”

However, Lennok dared to say that fact and told it to Evelyn again.

“……..We had a conversation on the train on the way back.”

Without even thinking about getting rid of my drenched body from the rain, without even thinking about putting the burning tobacco in my mouth.

Despite the increasingly heavy rain, the voice is clear.

“They are creating a new magic system to reach level 8.”

Lennok said as he looked at the rotating golden light on the back of his hand.

“The magic system Ouroboros. “It is the eternal force that longs for perfection that I told you about.”

“…………”

“It doesn’t change even if the place you stand changes. “Just like in the labyrinth, it’s the same no matter where you meet someone and what you experience.”

“……..half.”

“It was the same now as it was then. Even this moment when I am trying to give you the answer is an extension of that time. “I…”

Close your eyes.

“I…”

I was thinking about how to put into words the feelings overflowing in my heart.

Even though there are answers that cannot be fully conveyed in words, I still try to answer them in words.

If Evelyn Marcia was the Green Jewel Archer that Lennok knew, she deserved to hear these words.

The reason why Lennox accepted the fight she proposed and did so in a secluded field like this.

The reason why I now bring back the memories of that time when I dreamed of a new level and explained it as if I was drawing a vague future.

The moment Evelyn realized it and took a deep breath with a shaking gaze.

I felt the sound of rain around me suddenly quiet down.

Lennok spoke in deafening silence.

“I plan to obtain the qualifications and challenge for ascension.”

“………….”

There is no cry that breaks out in the throat or a sound that shakes the soul.

It was not a grand realization or even a declaration made on a fancy stage in a fierce battle.

I sit down in the shabby field, exhausted in the pouring rain, with my back to the moonlight peeking through the clouds.

It was a whisper so soft that even Evelyn didn’t know if she heard it properly.

However, Lennok’s words had a greater heart than any will and determination he had ever expressed in his life.

Words have power.

A declaration to change yourself, not others.

This is a promise made to Lennok himself with Evelyn as a notary.