Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 383
Only Noblemtl
Yeongsan (4)
Two assassins are far more dangerous than three abominations of depth 6. They are smart and well-equipped. Abominations can think, but they are only slightly better than beasts.
“The white-scaled reptilian that controls space will be called Baekrin, and the individual below the peak will be called Horn.”
The group led by Horn is passing through the plateau in a special formation, creating a defensive barrier, and Baekrin’s men are immediately dropped on the summit.
The summit was flat and wide, making it a good place for assassins to wreak havoc. They were conscious of Nicola’s magic and actively used their nimble legs to induce chaos.
Taylor grabbed the neck of one of the assassins running towards him. He tried to dodge, but he was far ahead. The reptilian’s legs, which had been grabbed by the neck, floated up, and then he was thrown to the ground. He bounced up with a bang.
Instead of advancing Taylor, Beta, the Automaton Taylor v1.2, cut his waist with Mana Sword. The assassin blocked it with his dagger even while in shock.
But there was also Gamma. Blue blades swept past their necks, and red spray painted the surroundings. Despite the stench, Beta and Gamma silently carried out their mission.
Alan’s ‘observation’ overlooked the battlefield at a glance. A huge amount of information was pouring in.
‘Aren’t you thinking of coming out?’
Baekrin hid himself in the space and watched Allen. He tried to estimate what kind of abilities he had by pushing his subordinates, but there was no way Allen would follow along easily.
Alan remained still, while his companions and the automaton moved about busily. The little boy hid behind them even though he had grown bigger. He occasionally used magic.
Kook!
As he let out a powerful roar, a light exploded in front of the assassin who was aiming for Shiva. The assassin, who had been temporarily blinded, used his magical power to sense his surroundings and move, but the area that his eyesight took up was very large.
Even though Shiva’s body was stiff, his steps were flexible. He turned his direction vertically with his strong knees and entered the assassin’s arms. He stabbed the assassin in the groin, who was slow to react.
!!!!!
The assassin’s mouth opened wide and his upper body collapsed on its own. His chin dropped, making it easy for Shiva to strike.
When I lifted his chin with my palm, his teeth clacked together with a loud noise. It wasn’t just a simple blow, it was an internal attack that destroyed everything inside. The assassin’s eyes popped out, and a grayish-white liquid poured out of his nose.
The method was brutal, but now speed was everything. Shiva circled around Allen, eliminating any distractions one by one.
Nicola.
“Why are you only attacking me!”
Baekrin’s small restraints came in from time to time. He would create traps where he stepped, or warp space to send back magic.
In other words, it meant that Nicola’s influence was so great that she interfered while fighting with Alan.
The magic that was unleashed by the spine staff was amazing. When the staff was used to designate an assassin, a thick flash of light would come out and erase that part.
[Mirror of the Copycat]
Six mirrors appeared behind Nicola’s back. The number was twice as many as before. Nicola’s upper body reflected in the mirrors was moving its lips busily, and seven magics, including the main body, poured down to the top.
Dozens of yellow magic circles rose into the air, and pillars of light bombarded the summit. Stitch by stitch and fast like a sewing machine needle. Red threads flowed from the assassins’ bodies, embroidering the summit.
Alan moved his fingers busily while observing the whole scene. When he twitched his index finger, the space gate that had been appearing above Taylor’s head disappeared. When he flicked his ring finger, the space gate that had been aiming for Shiva’s beard collapsed.
“Brother, I love you!”
“Concentrate.”
Alan stretched out his hand into the air. He squeezed it hard, and a part of the sky distorted and turned into a broken mirror. Baekrin’s figure was reflected in each piece. The thing glared at Alan and moved away.
‘It’s easier to deal with someone who charges straight at you.’
Then, you can press down with force. However, Baekrin just waited for the horn to reach and kept making noises to get in the way. It was a nuisance to Allen, but it was a threatening attack to his colleagues.
Alan continued to grab the air. Every time he did, the scenery distorted and shattered. Baekrin ran away as flexibly as a snake.
As they attacked indiscriminately, Baekrin focused only on evasion. Allen mechanically clenched and unclenched his hands, transferring part of his mind to the plateau.
The continuous bombardment of the buffaloes had devastated the plateau. All the shrubs were burnt, and the blackened earth was everywhere. If it were on the ground, it would take a long time for life to sprout.
Despite the violent attack, Horn and the assassins moved towards the top. If Horn had acted alone, he would have wiped out his subordinates, but he protected the center of the defense.
A hawk was caught in the explosion.
Boom!
The hawk broke through the weakened shield and dropped the card. Oros v1.2 burst out of the compressed space. Grabbing the head of one of the assassins, he hurled it at the other guy…
Crunch!
···I tried and failed. My right elbow, which was cut cleanly, fell diagonally. At the same time, there was a clicking sound. It was the sound of Horn putting his sword into its scabbard.
But the muscles of the automaton that Alan commands are not ordinary. The muscles made of biometal twitched and twitched toward each other. As soon as they connected, Oros v1.2 swung its arms like a whip.
The assassin who was still being held was thrown to the ground.
Crunch!
This time, Oros’ chest was cut horizontally and vertically at the same time. The liquefied magical power contained within flowed out, releasing a refreshing fragrance.
Oros fell, but the automaton was not alone. Larissa v1.2 jumped down lightly and stomped on the head of the fallen assassin. Then she twisted her leg. Red jam was sprinkled on the charred dirt.
The eyes of the horn twitched. At the same time, a huge number of slashes fell on the fighting automatons.
Kwaaang!
The automatons do not go easily. They explode all at once, sending up a huge blaze and smoke. Horns and their men walk out of the dust. They advance, stepping on the corpses of their comrades.
Zion swung his sword down. A red line clung stickily to the floor.
“I’ll try to stop the bugs. Help me.”
“It’s too strong to be called a bug.”
“Whether it’s a double-edged sword or a foot sword, it’s all the same.”
The sword is slower than a simple swing, but the passion and desire to pursue romance always makes a way.
By infusing magical power into the sword and scabbard, it strengthens them simultaneously, and by exploding, it pushes the sword forward quickly. Although the efficiency is not that great compared to the magical power put in, the speed is amazing.
“The horn is a depth of 6. Even a graze is dangerous.”
“Junior, help me.”
Zion jumped down just as he was looking at Allen.
Alan clenched his left hand tightly. A crack larger than ever before struck the sky above. The broken spaces spun violently, chasing Baekrin.
His right hand stretched out towards the falling Zion. His entire body became blurred like a mist.
[This is a space suit.]
[Is this the technology we created together?]
[yes.]
Even though the space armor looked thin, the internal distance was enormous because it manipulated space. It was a technique that Allen had improved while being hit by Zion’s sword.
Baekrin attacked me for taking my eyes off him for a moment. Black doors appeared one after another, disturbing my comrades. If I fell into them, I would be blown into the air or buried alive in the ground. At least disability, at most death awaited me.
Alan slashed his left arm diagonally. He smashed the entire door. Baekrin poked his head out of the black door and growled. He was a quick-witted and cautious guy, even though he looked like one.
Zion, who was falling, spun around. He stepped on the back of the falcon that had just appeared and headed towards the plateau.
When Zion reached the enemy, the last automaton fell. Even though he was alone and charging at dozens, Zion trusted Alan. And jumped down from the falcon.
Alan saw Zion land safely. She was alone. But he had no intention of leaving her like that.
‘You can just conscript the troops.’
The answer is hacking. In Alan’s view, the body is ultimately a machine. A highly sophisticated organic being.
The basic structure of the magic wear’s magical circuit and the circuit of the body of the magic user were the same. If you observe the circuit, break down the magical power, and control it at will, even if your head thinks differently, your body will betray your expectations.
Alan’s mind overwhelmed the assassins’ magic resistance. He forced a gap and penetrated their magic.
Both eyes turned blue and green, and a faint light appeared between the eyebrows. As Alan’s concentration increased, the assassins’ magic also reacted differently. It deviated from its original path and eventually began to flow backwards.
Kieek!
I continued on even though screams were heard from all sides. The opponent was a monster from the labyrinth. Even if I broke down, there was no one to blame.
Alan had his hands on their muscles, their breathing, their blood circulation. The string-attached puppets were forced to hold their weapons upside down.
As soon as Zion landed, the enemies who had surrounded him turned around. Instead, they were surrounded by horns. The fingers holding the sword twitched.
The assassins shedding tears of blood attempted to overthrow the throne. Although they were weakened by the side effects of hacking, their basic power remained the same.
The horn drew its sword. Like a ruthless assassin, it cut through the bodies of its subordinates in one breath. The upper bodies rose, and its eyes rolled inside the long red curtains.
Kirick?
The enemy was gone. But his arm instinctively stuck its sword into the shadow beneath his feet.
Zion, who had emerged from the shadows, allowed his sword to touch his shoulder. The space armor shook violently. And then it shattered. The protective power of the space armor was not absolute. It could have been shattered in an instant by an attack containing strong magical power.
Anyway, he held on. Zion rose up, ignoring the pain in his shoulder. The sword passed through Horn’s leg, groin, abdomen, chest, and reached his head.
Kagagak!
It was an unbelievable sound, metal colliding with flesh. Of course. Zion’s attack was blocked.
Horn pulled out the sword stuck under his feet and swung it upwards against Zion’s sword. Finally, he put strength into his wrist and forcefully knocked it away.
Zion’s upper body was wide open. A slash struck diagonally through the exposed weak point.
pop!
Zion’s body flew away with a loud noise. The horns followed, kicking the ground. The assassins who were still intact blocked the horns’ charge with their bodies.
Zion, who was flying, came to his senses.
‘What should I do?’
The wall of depth 6 was high. There were those who forcibly changed bravery into abuse.
‘···Should I stop practicing for a while?’
When I was in danger, all kinds of thoughts raced through my mind.
If the training method that Allen taught you is cut off, the gray magic will invade your brain, and then your thoughts will become simple. It’s much better in terms of combat. You’ll fight instinctively like an animal. It’s also much more familiar.
‘but···.’
For some reason, I didn’t want to do that. Now that my brain was clear, it was different than before. The feeling of ‘not being me’ was really terrible.
It’s clear that I moved, but when I look back and think about it, I can’t even tell what I did. It’s not an experience, but a memory that feels like watching a video.
The tip of the sword came closer and closer. The assassin blocked the front. The horn approached, cutting down even the last remaining subordinate with a single stroke.
The sword’s power was reduced to the point where Zion could block it. Unlike his complex head, his arms moved instinctively. He struck the sword and a refreshing sound was heard.
‘Wake up. Your junior is watching.’
No matter how far away they were, Alan’s vision reached this point. The space armor that played in real time was proof.
Zion and Horn swung their swords at each other. Of course, Zion was slow. The sword strikes pierced his body. However, the space armor greatly reduced the severity of the injuries.
Even though Zion’s entire body turned bright red, he was not fatally injured. Only after moving his body and draining hot blood did he regain consciousness.
‘I was scared···.’
It was a result of breaking away from simple thinking. As thoughts become richer, it is only natural that the head becomes dizzy.
Sometimes simplicity was the best. The slash of the horns reached the bone. Zion charged anyway. Because he saw that the enemy’s scales were also dyed red.
‘The movement has improved.’
Alan stopped moving his fingers. With Zion getting seriously injured less frequently, there was no need to refill his space armor frequently. Alan used his remaining mental power wisely.
‘Got it.’
I figured out the path Baekrin was taking as he was escaping. I struck the air hard with my fist, and a sunken crack appeared.
Alan clenched his fist and pulled his arm hard. The white phosphorus was pulled out. The bastard gave up his escape and bared his teeth.
Dark shapes were reflected in the cracks that resembled a shattered mirror behind them. A leopard approached stealthily, its snout wide open.
Baekrin didn’t look back. He lightly rubbed his palms, and the leopard’s head that was aiming for his neck was cut off with great ease.
Kick!?
But the leopard’s fangs touched Baekrin’s neck. A small space gate connected the leopard’s fangs and scales. The tip of the fangs, sensing soft flesh, spurted liquid.
The toxic substances that had been studied, starting with Hydra’s venom, spread throughout Baekrin’s body. Adding a spoonful of darkness from the forbidden area was very fatal.
Of course, Baekrin is a depth 6, so it can withstand poison. It won’t die, and at best, it will be weakened or paralyzed.
Alan was better off alive. He was the first to leave his spot and trudged towards the enemy who had grabbed his throat.