Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 524



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Episode 524 Dahit Westroel

Verden’s super magic───Star of Destruction, End Veil.

The ultimate form of magic that focuses on the magic and adds the characteristics of the magic to it, causing the light of destruction to fall on a specific range.

This phenomenon, which is almost like the end of the world, boasts absolute firepower that can guarantee victory against Dahit’s super magic.

But the price is fatal.

In particular, the enormous burden placed on the heart is such that Verden, who casts , has his infinite magical power limited for a certain period of time.

Kuuung!

Verden fell as if he was falling, landing hard on the ground. Blood gushed out from his wounds at the slight impact.

Pain is no problem.

I’m just confused.

Even without that, the feeling of helplessness was hard to bear as I was already seriously injured and was hit by the recoil of death.

In the end, I lost [Interis] and sat down, leaning against the small rock behind me.

‘If it were before… … I would have died a long time ago.’

It is several times worse than when he fought the fifth tooth of Gluttony and the Administrator, the incarnation of the Dark Lord, and when he fought the resurrected bone dragon of the Corpse’s Glory.

And yet, the reason he’s still alive is because he’s a transcendent being.

Verden raised his head with a look of exhaustion on his face.

Confusing sky.

Snow began to fall again from the chaotic clouds, and the setting sun peeked through the gaps. Little by little, snow began to pile up on the devastated ground.

At the center of it all was Dahit.

“Impression, enemy.”

His first words were praise.

The sight of Dahit, who had landed on the edge of a huge cliff that had been created by the destruction, was even more gruesome than Verden.

It appears that he avoided instant death thanks to sacrificing his left half of his body to minimize the impact, but his physical damage is serious.

Who won?

It was so obvious that there was no need to say it out loud.

Despite this, Dahit Westroel’s determination did not wane. Rather, his gaze was more intense than ever before.

“What are you doing, Verden?”

A magical battle between transcendent beings that determines life and death.

The only thing that determines defeat is death.

“I am still alive.”

“……okay.”

Verden nodded and barely managed to grab [Interis] with trembling hands. Then he mustered all his strength to get up.

Because I couldn’t use the magic power in my heart due to the super magic, I gathered all the magic power remaining in my magic circuit.

A sharp spear of destruction formed from the staff’s orb.

A Berden flying very low shot straight ahead.

Quagwarts! Quagwarts!

Several black flame arrows flew in, hitting the ground and causing explosions. They were indiscriminate, with little accuracy.

Verden evaded and struck Dahit’s resistance with minimal movement, and even cut down the wall of ruin blocking his way vertically.

There isn’t much time left.

In the meantime, Verden, whose power had run out, was unable to maintain and landed on the ground. He barely managed to maintain balance.

It immediately glided forward, maintaining speed using inertia.

At that moment.

Dahit pulled his right arm with a look in his eyes as if he was going to kill him at any moment… … but strangely, it did not extend in the end.

Keep your gaze fixed on Verden.

I don’t know why I stopped, but my decision was faster than my doubts.

───!

[Interis], riding on his hands and shoulders, formed a violent elliptical trajectory. Berden spun around halfway as he applied the brakes hard on his legs.

And he stretched out both arms.

Kwajijijik!

The final destruction pierced the heart of Dahith Wesroel.

* * *

The crimson blade of the magic sword completely pierced the transcendent’s chest… … Even Verden’s senses, which had become infinitely dull, could clearly feel it.

It didn’t go astray.

That’s correct.

‘It’s over.’

Verden was convinced.

No matter what variables there were, Dahit’s death was imminent. It was an inevitable and irreversible outcome.

That was when.

“I had no ill feelings towards the actions of killing the Masters and usurping the Black Hour.”

“……what?”

“Jeremiah Garwin, Harkan Dajest, Linder, Rtmer, Mabel Lysonia Schiller, Karindin Lerhar, Cayman Vermont, Melad Tastyen, all of them… … They believed I would be a good leader. That’s how they remembered me.”

A small laughter spread.

“It wasn’t bad.”

Dahit looked straight at Verden and spoke calmly, not caring at all about what had happened to his heart.

Something is strange.

It wouldn’t be strange if he died right now… … His voice was becoming clearer and clearer. A strange sensation, as if his consciousness was being forcibly drawn, enveloped Verden.

The monologue continued.

“But for me, it was a completely wrong future. That path was completely different from the enlightenment I had gained. I should never have walked it.”

Originally, Madoran was a spiritual realm that a physically prepared magician could attain by reaching the fifth level or higher and realizing his or her own path.

But people change.

Depending on the acquired experiences that overwhelm the innate elements, you can become a completely different being than before.

So what happens if you betray yourself by going down a different path from the one you pioneered?

The magician loses his magic.

It was the first time Verden had heard of it.

“… … As far as I know, such a case has never been reported to the magical community.”

“Of course. Throughout history, there have been few people foolish enough to truly betray themselves, so that would be natural. But back then… … I felt like I was standing at an unfamiliar crossroads.”

That memory is still vivid.

“So I had to decide what to do next. Should I abandon the path of magic and be defined by the memories of my masters, or should I show my true self to the world and let others define me anew?”

As a result, Dahit continued to wander around the magic realm of destruction. He had lost his power as a magician and could not give up the possibility of transcendence.

Abbreviations are easily forgotten.

Decades later, he became a transcendent being by being chosen as such.

Furthermore, the ideal has become more solid.

In a true sense, he deeply rejected the wishes of his teachers and secretly threw away all feelings he had for them.

Because it was unnecessary.

If Dahit ever reveals his true feelings, it would be a relationship of resentment. Could it be a backlash? Because of this, the way of thinking that pursues efficiency becomes extremely biased, leading to obsession.

After about seven years of adjusting to Transcendence, Dahit began preparing a full-scale plan to usurp Black Hour.

Not just a magic research group for high-ranking magicians… …but to build a force solely for Dahit.

It was a stepping stone for the ideal.

In the process, traitors such as Karindin and Mabel joined. Although they were grouped under the same category as the original members and Black Hour, each of them pursued completely different things.

In this way, Dahith Wesroel became the usurper of Black Hour.

“Just as I had to abandon my teachers to get here, you have to pay a price to get what you truly want. That’s the world.”

A whisper echoed inside me

“It’s the same now.”

Bam.

Suddenly, Dahit moved his right arm and grabbed Berden’s forehead.

He reflexively twisted [Interis]. Even though he must have felt tremendous pain in his heart, Dahit only groaned and did not move at all.

If it were normal, he would have easily shaken it off, but… … Unlike Dahit, Verden, who did not die, could only stand.

‘But I can still endure it.’

With his heart destroyed, Dahit will not only be unable to properly open the magic gate, but will also not be able to implement powerful magic.

But… …what came out of Dahit was not the annihilation of the Manhwa.

A huge amount of memories flood into your head as your mind flashes.

It was a similar sensation to the that Harkan had cast──but it was incomparably more intense.

It is impossible to resist with a resistance force that has become weaker.

A tidal wave of information surged in, exceeding the processing power of Verden.

“… … !!!!!!”

Verden, who rarely screamed, stepped back with his head in his hands.

My brain feels like it’s burning.

The cold forced his eyelids shut. Cold sweat flowed down like rain.

Still.

Dahit used all his might to pull out the [Intelis] embedded in his chest. The form of destruction lost its power and disappeared.

The staff that was thrown forward rolled forward and stopped in front of Verden’s feet.

Dahit coughed up blood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“In that state, I judged that you would not be able to accept my memories and would lose consciousness. That is an incredible mental strength. However, even so, you would not be able to move properly, let alone calculate simple magic.”

That’s exactly what he said.

Currently, Dahit Westroel’s life is being played out in a jumbled manner in Verden’s mind. It is not a part of it, but the entire memory.

Thanks to controlling the speed with only mental power and minimizing the amount of information intruding, I didn’t faint right away… … but I didn’t even have enough strength to remotely retrieve [Intelis].

Verden raised his gaze with difficulty.

“For a will… … it’s loud. You… … can’t do anything… …!”

Dahit’s magical source was severely damaged by the destruction. It would not be long before he would die when his magical power ran out.

“Sure. With the little magic power I have left, which is being consumed by the moment, all I can do is cause a slight annihilation.”

but.

“This world is different.”

Suddenly, a scene from Dahit’s memories that was being forcefully transmitted flashed through my mind.

The wizard in the ice.

Ancient people implemented magic by accepting the magic power of nature without a magic circuit.

Verden’s pupils dilated.

“……no way.”

“Removal of the only circuit that suppresses the magic circuit and the hierarchy of magicians. All experiments conducted so far have failed, but never on the body of a transcendent being. There is no problem, though. If there are beings who possess infinite magic power from the power source, is there anything that is truly impossible?”

Dahit placed his hand on his heart, his chest where blood was gushing.

“I am Dahit Wesroel.”

The confidence that there is no way to fail.

Dahit transformed the magical power within his body into a flame of annihilation, physically annihilating ‘half’ of the magical circuits that made up his body, and conceptually annihilating the ‘only line’ of hierarchy suppression.

* * *

A huge air current swayed toward Dahit.

“Kuaaaah… …!!!!”

It doesn’t stop even when you scream.

Using the remaining half of his magical power as a gift, he absorbed pure natural magical power from the world.

Kkuaddududuk.

Blue-colored veins began to bulge out from Dahit’s ruined left body.

So abruptly, as if it would explode at any moment.

However, control was successful.

Whoa whoa whoa.

A sense of omnipotence greater than that at the time of awakening.

Dahit, whose restrictions of the 7th level were lifted, possessed vast magical powers. Of course, that did not mean that his life was extended.

Just for a moment.

But Verden was more focused on something other than Dahit’s realm.

‘The eyes… have changed.’

Dahit’s eyes, which had been dark gray until just a moment ago, had become ‘wall-eyed’. It was a change that felt eerie.

Dahit, who had regained his composure, spoke softly.

Thud.

Pieces of skin fell off little by little from the left half of his body, which was filled with natural magic power in the place where the magic circuit had been destroyed.

“I have been suffering for a long time.”

How can we avoid being forgotten like the House of Wesroel?

How can we exist beyond the life we ​​have been given?

There was no clear answer.

Even if they were transcendent beings, they were not permitted to live and breathe forever.

Even if it were possible, it would have no meaning in itself. If you are immortal, but others do not remember you, then it is as good as dead.

“The closest thing to my ideal was leaving a name behind.”

I thought of those beings who, even after so many years, still clearly prove their existence in this world.

A representative example was the first King of Magic, Oldark Ruin Arcanad.

Some of the wizards who belonged to the first magic tower built a thousand years ago were like that.

The way to become a great figure in history was actually clear.

Because they had something in common.

They changed the world of magic, they changed an era.

During that time, I got my hands on the corpse of an ancient wizard in the ice, and after constant observation and research, I discovered the ‘concept’ of suppressing the hierarchy in the magic circuits of modern wizards.

And───I recently succeeded in creating a third super-magic that can completely eradicate this very concept.

“… … !”

Only then did Verden open his mouth, realizing what Dahit was trying to do. He tried his best to suppress the memories of Dahit that were interfering with his thoughts.

“So. So your goal right now is to cast super magic and erase that concept from this world? To transform the magical world and become a great person who will be remembered for a long time?”

“I don’t care what happens to the magic world. All I want is to leave my mark on this world. So that no one will forget. However, I am not satisfied with being a great man.”

Phew.

Dahit removed the disappearance that had been lingering on Verden’s wound.

“To achieve this ideal, in addition to a great feat that would shake up the magical world, two more conditions were needed. One of them was found in the great city of Gargant.”

Dahit took a ring out of his bosom and put it on over his black gloves.

A purple afterimage sparkles.

As the ring began to activate, subtle illusions began to ripple throughout the surrounding area.

This presence, this magic.

“Ignacia?”

It’s exactly the same feeling I had at the auction she held.

“As you know, the concept of the outside world embodies the virtual into reality. When I told him my ideal, he willingly lent me his super magic. Through this, I will spread a part of my memories across the continent. To break the very idea of ​​the hierarchy of magical circuits and to let people know that I am the one who achieved it.”

“… …Why didn’t you write it down earlier? If it existed───”

“I could have won. And Ignacia wouldn’t lend me her super magic again. Is this short life worth it when I can achieve my ideal? And above all.”

Dahit snorted.

“To win a one-on-one magic battle by borrowing the power of another transcendent being? How shameful. That is a problem that comes before efficiency.”

That was pride.

“And the final condition was to transcend the beings of history. I wanted to escape from the records themselves, which are distorted and forgotten.”

Dahit tapped his temple with his finger.

“With the memories I gave you.”

To continue one’s existence perfectly by giving one’s lifelong memories to others.

However, you can’t target just anyone.

An ordinary person’s head will explode, and even if they succeed, it will be useless if they die in an absurd way later.

So we needed the right person for the job.

So far I haven’t found a suitable being, but not anymore.

Verden.

If you have wild ideals, unfathomable future potential, and are a transcendent being who has surpassed Dahit, that is enough.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

The moment Verden was about to say something, Dahit moved his magic.

“Keep your mouth shut and watch. The moment when one transcendent being achieves his ideal.”

He casted a spell.

As the ancient wizard in the ice would have done.

“Spreading hopes. Breaking down the power. The beginning of ruin… … .”

There is a will in the words.

The magic began to come true through Dahit’s appeal to the world. Soon, the moment all will was conveyed, the development became urgent.

Super magic.

Final extinction.

In an instant, it burned and destroyed the concept embedded in the only line connecting the wizard and the magic circuit.

The concept is everywhere.

That’s why when one disappears, they all disappear.

Then Dahit raised the ring high.

Ignacia’s super magic.

The fantasy that Dahit wanted to materialize was a ‘dream’. The memories he had prepared for this moment were carried by intangible magic to distant places.

“… … .”

Verden watched the whole thing. Perhaps it was because of the memories that Dahit had conveyed.

A thrill ran through my body.

“If I cannot be the world, I will be the cornerstone of the world.”

Dahit looked up at the sky and walked slowly.

“From today, the magical world, this world, will change drastically. Try to achieve it at least once. In this world that began with me.”

“I will hold a funeral for you.”

“I do not die. As long as you exist, I am truly immortal.”

Dahit placed a hand on Berden’s shoulder and then passed by.

“You win, Verden.”

The magic of nature is dissipated.

Dahit, who could no longer delay death, fell forward.

The sky darkened, and the light disappeared from within Dahit’s walls.

Dark Moon, Dahit Westroel.

The full moon illuminated his body.

* * *

The Mega City, Gargant

“Goodbye, Dahit.”

Ignacia, sensing that her super magic had been activated, tilted her glass toward the moon with a smiling face.