Academy’s Gumiho is a Magic Genius - Chapter 290



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Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius Episode 290

Infinite (5)

“It seems like the replay isn’t unlimited.”

Mine’s unique regenerative ability.

Regeneration that far surpasses human recovery capabilities is a terrifying feat.

Even if the entire foot is cut off, it regenerates perfectly.

There are differences in regeneration time depending on the individual, but for high-ranking mines it takes less than a minute.

It creates bones, blood vessels, organs, blood, and flesh in that short period of time.

Such regenerative abilities may seem like a higher concept than the medicine I invented, but a few cuts into their bodies will show you that it is not so.

“The playback is 10 seconds slower than before.”

“Shut that mouth!”

The time required for playback is gradually increasing.

By the time he had cut his thighs about twenty times, only bone and muscle had regenerated, and the blood vessels and flesh that had been left unformed were dragging along the floor.

It’s okay if it just continues like this.

The situation is very good. The odds are tilted in my favor.

Look at that bastard right now.

Kwagagagagang─!

Baek Seok-ho swings his ten large, flexible fingers wildly.

Now that he was using his fingers perfectly as tentacles, his attacks were incredibly sharp.

Ten tentacles trace a trajectory, aiming for me.

How fierce is the black lightning that strikes from the sky.

Because he was aiming for the gaps precisely to match my reaction speed, my gaze was inevitably diverted to the sky.

In addition, Baek Seok-ho has now started using his palms.

puck!

With the ten tentacles swinging freely, a dazzling and heavy leg technique struck my abdomen.

The kick was blocked by a translucent shield.

thud!

The blow follows.

The defensive barrier collapsed as I unleashed my powerful attack with my palm, creating a large gap for a moment. I swung my sword at the tentacles that were trying to squeeze through the gap, and I was barely able to close the gap.

Baek Seok-ho, who actively uses his body that has become a monster, has abandoned his own pride.

Still, he didn’t land a single proper blow on me.

My stamina and magic power also declined due to the prolonged war.

Moreover, Baek Seok-ho’s magical power and regenerative ability were declining at a faster rate.

It is advantageous.

It’s overwhelmingly in my favor.

At that moment, I thought I would win if I continued like this.

Suddenly, I had the thought that Baek Seok-ho’s offensive had loosened up.

Now is your chance!

I didn’t feel that kind of curiosity.

Rather, it is a feeling of anxiety that crosses my mind.

─Are you by any chance decorating that?

‘Of course. If we fight like this, I’ll win.’

The Heart Sword requires mental power, along with physical strength and magical power.

The mental power required to swing the Heart Sword once far exceeds the mental power of an ordinary person. Fortunately, I can use the Heart Sword multiple times thanks to the mental power I have honed on the battlefield.

Just in case, I put a limit on the output.

But now I’m starting to wonder if we should lift that restriction.

It’s scary to even think about that.

Crunch!

There was a sound of something piercing flesh.

It was completely different from the sound of cutting long, tentacle-like fingers.

It wasn’t the sound of something being cut from the outside, but something bouncing from the inside. Strange, it wasn’t a sound coming from my body.

Then what if?

“Yomaan”

He turned his eyes purple and swung his sword with all his might.

An absolute sword that ignores distance, space, and time.

Although there may be a decrease in power due to low stamina.

The Heart Sword, located at the extreme of nothingness, is something that no one can dare to oppose.

Because it is a will, it cannot be physically stopped.

But it can be offset.

Since it is a sword made with the heart, it can be blocked with the same heart.

Anyone can come up with the idea, but no one has actually put it into practice. Because creating a weapon with your mind to block the mind sword means that your opponent has also reached the level of creating a mind sword.

A sword swung with sincerity can never be stopped.

I believed and swung it like that.

Ting!

It’s blocked.

I swung the skill, “Yomaan”, to find the weak point.

The impact was minimal.

Only then did the number of tentacles enter the purple field of vision.

“……It grew? No way, you, the tail!”

“Haha! My body has already turned black. Just like you said, my body has become as ugly as an octopus. Then it wouldn’t be strange if it became even uglier!”

Ten fingers.

Eight tails.

A total of eighteen body parts stretched out like long, flexible tentacles and aimed for my neck.

“This is crazy!”

As the eight tentacles grew longer and more sophisticated, the attacks became more elaborate and the tentacles now wrapped around the ground, continuously showing off their destructive power.

That means.

This means that the damage area is gradually starting to increase.

Now I can no longer stop the damage with my own strength.

I swallowed hard as the damage range expanded uncontrollably and raised my pure white sword.

* * *

30 minutes have passed since Baek Seung-woo and Baek Seok-ho left.

Now everyone in the office knew that the two had disappeared somewhere.

But no one knew exactly ‘where’ the two disappeared to.

Only nine executives. Excluding Baek Seok-ho, the person in question, only eight executives accurately estimated their locations.

First tail, Baek Seok-ho.

The circular stadium he built to dispose of the guild’s reactionaries without anyone knowing. Uniquely, although it was a stadium, there were no seats for spectators, so it was a place solely for disposal, so security was important and there was no need for an audience.

Perhaps Baek Seok-ho intends to defeat Baek Seung-woo by force.

Well, how great was the recent humiliation I suffered because of Baek Seung-woo.

What good is just medicine?

Reporters visited not only their headquarters but also their businesses and homes.

The executives wanted Baek Seung-woo to suffer a terrible fate after the humiliation he had endured over the past week.

I never wanted anyone to die or for things to get worse in the process.

however.

“That… is that a processing plant?”

“Huh? That’s the right direction, but why can’t I see the stadium? That building is so big?”

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“It’s not that you can’t see it, it’s that it’s gone so you can’t see it.”

“……uh?”

Something big has happened.

The stadium, which was not supposed to be visible to the outside world, had its lid blown open, its walls collapsed, and it disappeared without a trace.

Even their bosses.

Baek Seok-ho has lightning wrapped around his body.

He floated up into the sky and his body turned black.

It was a duller and more murky color than the black hair of Baek Seung-woo that he had hated so much. Baek Seung-woo’s black hair had a noble and glossy sheen, but Baek Seok-ho’s changed hair was a color reminiscent of sticky tar.

He changed like that and soon.

He became a mine wielding a bundle of lightning and tentacles.

… …Why all of a sudden?

The executives were momentarily dumbfounded.

I realized that I couldn’t just leave Baek Seok-ho alone like this.

Just as they were about to step forward and take action, the eight executives who were looking out of the conference room quietly shut their mouths.

The grandeur unfolding before my eyes.

It’s funny, but I ended up being scared.

“The heavens and the earth are being transformed…….”

“A new world? To me, it looks like destruction.”

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s a new world or destruction. In any case, everything that happens here right now is a natural disaster that we cannot control with our own power.”

The creation of heaven and earth.

A huge brawl that felt like the sky and the earth were collapsing.

All the buildings in the area collapsed, and nature began to distort.

The first one was lightning.

As hundreds and thousands of black lightning bolts made of magic appeared in the sky, the clear and refreshing sky was covered with a pitch-black veil.

Even though the sky is black.

There was no starlight or moonlight because it was not a night sky.

The sunlight had long since disappeared.

Black thunderclouds that produce black lightning.

The sky was swallowed up in that great darkness and no light disappeared.

The black lightning that had conquered the sky fell to the ground, and began to reveal its majesty to the earth.

Kuguguguguguung──!!!

Hundreds of lightning bolts struck the ground.

Lightning rods on the roofs of buildings could not stop multiple lightning strikes simultaneously, as even one misdirected strike could burn a tree and start a fire.

Instead, the lightning rod was damaged because it was struck by too many lightning strikes.

The lightning, which had destroyed lightning rods, trees, and other objects one after another, eventually targeted the ground, buildings, and people.

The ground was dug deep and wide.

The force of the magic destroyed the windows and walls of the building.

Anyone struck by lightning died instantly.

There were people who barely survived being struck by lightning, but unlike regular lightning, lightning made of magic caused the body to turn black as soon as it was struck.

Magic addiction.

Magi, which has a toxicity more terrifying than lethal poison, is effective against both ordinary people and C-class players.

If I hit it, it would eat away at my body like a curse.

In this way, all things under the sky and on the earth died or were destroyed.

But it wasn’t just one thing that was destroying things on the ground.

Ten? No, eighteen tentacles slashed at the ground, crushing and piercing everything they touched. How long were they?

Dozens of buildings were torn apart like vegetables in a blender while the tentacles were swinging wildly from tens of kilometers away and using the acceleration.

Even when the master of lightning and tentacles kicked, wind pressure surged upward from below.

What a heavy kick.

The wind pressure from the feet did not end with the waterspout.

It even caused turbulence.

The turbulence merged with the black lightning to form a typhoon.

Although it was smaller than a natural typhoon, it was a typhoon created artificially by a single person.

People who had been watching the fight between the two, giving up struggling, began to laugh in vain.

“This is truly the end of the world.”

It’s like seeing the end of the world.

Before I felt fear, I was in awe of the fact that one individual had accomplished that spectacle.

But what’s more surprising is…

Crunch!

The sound of a sword being swung is clearly audible.

As soon as that sound was heard, lightning cracked and the tentacles were torn into dozens of pieces.

Crunch!

The sound is heard again.

The black lightning and tentacles were not cut.

This time, the typhoon split.

Such fighting continued.

Black lightning continued to form in the sky, and tentacles regenerated no matter how finely they were cut.

As many as hundreds of tentacles fell to the ground.

Tentacles were created endlessly.

Still, without fail, whenever the sound of something being cut was heard, tentacles would roll around on the floor.

Such fights continued over and over again.

Now who will win?

I wonder if I can survive.

I don’t know anything.

The Nine Tails of the Fox. The top executives of the Nine Tails Guild, which is widely acknowledged as the best guild among the top guilds in the world.

They lost the will to resist.

If you’re lucky, you’ll live, if you’re unlucky, you’ll die.

Even those who have overwhelming and superior power over others.

In the face of the fight between the two, which was like a natural disaster, he was nothing more than a believer who vaguely called out to God. All he could do was pray.

“……What should we do when this fight is over?”

An executive said.

He was the seventh tail of the guild.

The special feature of the unit in charge is supply.

Whether on the battlefield or in the field, his job was to provide quality supplies wherever he went.

The seventh tail was an extraordinary head.

He was only 31 years old. His greatest strength in becoming successful at a young age was his quick wit in judging profit and loss.

Even in this situation where I might die.

He was making a profit and loss judgment.

It’s not because he, the seventh tail, is crazy or lacks sensitivity. It’s because that’s all he can do in this situation.

The other executives were the same.

Do they have the ability and will to intervene in battle?

If you ask them, everyone will shake their heads.

Even the Ninth Tail, who had a belligerent personality and great strength, lost his will to fight after seeing the battle between the two natural disasters.

All they can do now is wait until this is all over.

They just ponder and debate what the best judgment and choice they can make is.

If they can’t survive natural disasters, so what?

It can’t be helped.

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