Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 525



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Episode 525 Finale

, created by Dahit Wesroel through an improvement of , forcibly engraves the life the caster has lived into the minds of others.

So that you never forget.

Naturally, since it is a magic directly connected to memory, the burden placed on the caster and the subject is indescribable.

And just as the effects of the two magics are different, the costs are also different.

transfers part of the memory in proportion to time, causing an irreversible shock to the caster’s brain.

On the other hand, immediately transfers all memories to others, and then gradually damages only the caster’s memories.

It is similar to the phenomenon of memory decline as people age, but the difference is that other areas, including thinking and cognitive abilities, remain intact.

At first glance, the backlash from doesn’t seem that dangerous compared to , which necessarily makes the caster an idiot.

However, Dahit is an exception.

For a being who values ​​memory above all else and shows a mad obsession, gradually forgetting their memories is… … .

‘Was Dahit’s ideal from the beginning to be completed through death?’

Although he had already prepared the third super magic and Ignacia’s super magic, he did not take action right away.

The reason was simple.

It would be difficult to view an act that arbitrarily caused upheaval in the magical world itself as a conflict between transcendent beings, like the power source failure at the Bohemian Tower.

Other transcendent beings will most likely impose sanctions in the name of discipline.

Of course, Dahit would not surrender, which would have led to his death. It was a fitting outcome against so many Transcendent beings.

‘Of course, that alone would have clearly left his mark on the history of the magical world, but… … Dahit was not satisfied with that.’

It is an attempt to surpass the great men who have proven their existence through records.

That is why, before putting a full-fledged plan into action, he created and searched for a suitable candidate that he could acknowledge.

In other words.

Dahit shook up the magical world with a unique achievement that no one had ever accomplished before.

Through the concept of Ignacia, you can leave your mark on the world by making yourself known to many others through your achievements.

Before being punished by the rules of the Transcendent One, he sought immortality beyond death and mere historical figures by handing over all his memories, which would never be distorted, to the right person.

‘And he named me as the right person for the job.’

Verden put down the hand that had been resting on his forehead and wiped the blood and sweat off his chin. His head, which had been throbbing so badly until just now, felt a little better.

As time passes, the brain adapts to the load caused by and the mental and neurological pain decreases.

‘… … The memories of Dahit’s life have taken hold.’

It was as if a huge and unfamiliar library had appeared in my consciousness.

Unless you were a wizard with exceptional computational powers, you would have been unable to handle it and either suffered a mental breakdown or your brain would have exploded.

Verden turned his gaze to Dahit, who had physically died. The transcendent being who had achieved his ideals seemed infinitely comfortable.

Dahith Westroel.

In many ways, he was not a person who shared the same views.

For the ultimate goal, he did not hesitate to kill the teachers who raised him, and he did not hesitate to conduct human experiments, which Verden extremely detests and cannot tolerate.

But as a transcendent being, I cannot help but dare to acknowledge it.

It was really strong.

The lofty obsession with an ideal, its madness was truly great.

The unfamiliar feeling of being existentially overwhelmed was engraved in my mind as clearly as the memory conveyed through .

I can confidently say that Verden will vividly remember the transcendent being Dahith Westroel until the day he dies.

“… … It’s the dark moon.”

Verden looked up at the sky where night had come after hours of magical battles.

It’s snowing.

The light of the dark full moon hidden by clouds reflected on the wall.

Berden, who was momentarily lost in the afterglow of silence, soon activated [Raindia].

I took out a dark green potion from the open space and drank it in one gulp.

A potion with a much higher content of Lysandro’s fruit than the one taken in the northern part of the continent after escaping from the Great Hall.

It was a special potion that Isabella had painstakingly created, believing that Verden would win the magic battle between the Transcendent Ones, but also judging that he would most likely suffer serious injuries.

The bleeding has stopped completely.

Some of my senses have returned.

As my breathing became a little more comfortable with him, I naturally found myself with more space in my thoughts.

‘By the way.’

Two questions came to my mind.

First, Dahit’s left pupil changed after absorbing the pure magic power of nature after removing half of his magic circuit and hierarchy restrictions.

Wall.

That seemed very similar to the change that Verden had discovered after successfully escaping from the Bohemian Tower.

Originally, his eyes were black, not blue.

Verden played with the ends of his tangled hair.

‘This gray hair and blue eyes must have something to do with the power source of the magic tower.’

What kind of cause and effect is hidden within the walls of Dahit?

And secondly, separately.

‘How will the magical world change in the future?’

The concept of limiting the hierarchy of magic circuits was abolished by Dahit. In short, it means that magic beyond the walls of the hierarchy can be used.

But there is a deadly trap here.

‘The hierarchy of magic has not changed.’

Natural talent remains, and the hierarchy of limitations determined based on it remains the same.

Because it wasn’t like Verden who reconstructed his body and reused his talents.

The limit hierarchy is basically an indicator of the extreme level that a magician will eventually reach. It is the maximum level of ability given by heaven.

For example, what would happen if a 2nd tier wizard used 3rd tier magic?

What if you put something in your bowl that is beyond your capacity?

‘It may be able to withstand it to some extent, but it will eventually crack.’

This will be especially true if you are trying to cast higher tier magic.

In the end, it will be shattered to the point where it cannot be put back together.

Dahith Wesroel gave modern magicians a kind of freedom by removing the hierarchical restrictions of the magic circuits.

At the same time, it also removes the safety ring that protects the wizard.

If you think about the desires that wizards usually harbor… … there are many who take risks and go beyond their own talents.

‘The whole continent will be noisy.’

This was the new era that Dahit had been calling for, the new era by Dahit.

‘But not right now.’

Ignacia’s super magic must have spread certain memories of Dahit, but those nearby, including Melad, showed no reaction.

The presence is also intact.

If something had happened, we would have made an emergency contact immediately via communication device.

Even if it is a super-level magic, it is nearly impossible to have an immediate effect on the vast area of ​​the entire continent.

I don’t know if it’s 8th or 9th tier.

But it won’t be long.

anyway.

‘I guess I need to rest for now.’

Verden gathered his thoughts, took [Interis], and held the oval-shaped blue sapphire in his hand.

There is no reason to remain in the ruined capital any longer.

Now that we’ve defeated Dahit Westroel, the rest is up to others.

The promise with Harkan, who asked me to stop the Black Hour for the sake of the world.

A promise to Melad that he would bring back the Black Hour of the past.

It wasn’t something that Verden had to shoulder and do alone.

Whoa whoa whoa.

As Sapphire was activated, waves of space enveloped the bodies of Verden and Dahit.

Then, with a flash of light, we were teleported to the first Dark Lord’s golem laboratory.

[Scanning… … .]

Since the start of the magic war, Alpha, who had been standing in place and waiting for Verden’s return, investigated the light of magic.

[Scan complete. 83 injured locations including muscle ruptures, organ damage, and fractures. 23 are serious injuries and 6 are critical injuries. Dangerous. Rest is required.]

The golems that had been waiting in two lines move in an orderly manner to take Verden away.

There are no facilities specialized in healing here, but there are various potions prepared by Isabella.

“I can walk by myself, so I don’t need help.”

[refusal.]

Alpha was resolute.

Verden instinctively felt that he would not be persuaded at all and kept his mouth shut.

Then suddenly, I noticed Dahit lying next to me. I stretched out my arm and closed his eyes, which were still open.

This brings the curtain down on the usurpation.

* * *

While I was watching the aftermath of the magic battle from atop a mountain far from the ruined capital, afraid that I might get caught up in it… … the presence of one of the two Transcendents completely disappeared.

Joy and sorrow intersected.

Dahith Wesroel was defeated.

“Wow, that’s ridiculous… …!!”

Karindin Lerhar kicked the chair and stood up, her voice trembling as if she was unable to control her emotions, unlike usual.

“The Dark Moon… … Dahit, that Dahit Westroel is dead? Impossible… … ! This can’t possibly happen… … !!”

“Don’t ignore reality.”

Melad took a deep breath and relaxed his fist.

She too was overcome with tension, and the tips of her hair were soaked with cold sweat.

A magical battle of the scale you have never seen before, and an overwhelming spectacle of super-level magic clashing at its conclusion.

It was an unforgettable memory.

Melad raised his voice, suppressing his joy at Verden’s victory.

“As you can see, the succession ceremony that the two successors of Black Hour discussed and decided upon, and that we agreed upon, has ended like this. A new leader of Black Hour has been born. So it is time to keep the promise.”

The winner takes all.

Karindin quickly turned her head, pretending to hesitate.

‘I can kill that transcendent being right now.’

Because he would have poured everything into the magic battle with Dahit. It would be easy to end the life of a transcendent being who couldn’t even move a finger.

‘The problem is them.’

Considering the level of Melad and his escorts at the top of this mountain, the odds of approaching and killing the Transcendent in one breath are 50/50.

What should I do?

Karindin watched as she activated her magical circuits as stealthily as possible.

It wasn’t long before a decision was made.

‘this……!’

Suddenly, a phenomenon of teleportation occurred in a distant place. As expected, it was the place where the Transcendent One was located.

Then, Melad said.

“Don’t do anything stupid. If you have any responsibilities, then so be it.”

Karindin flinched reflexively at the remark that flew like an arrow. Then she shook her head as if asking what was going on.

“Nonsense… … Don’t misunderstand. Of course I wouldn’t have thought of that. Isn’t this the result of the succession ceremony that we all agreed on? We should accept it.”

Soon the waves in space subsided.

“… … Then I will return to the Great Hall and prepare to welcome the new leader. You can decide my treatment then. Whatever the price, I will gladly pay.”

Karindin slowly left the room, showing her sincere intention to surrender.

Only silence remained in the place where he and Black Hour’s escorts had disappeared.

Sabak, sabak.

Hares, one of the wizards who had been guarding nearby, approached. He skillfully grabbed the handlebars of the wheelchair and slowly pushed it forward, expressing his views to Melad.

“I don’t think they will quietly comply.”

“Of course it is. I don’t know about the past Mabel and Karindin, but the current two don’t seem to think promises are important… … . They really have changed so much.”

Melad sighed deeply.

“On the other hand, the divine has fulfilled his duty and kept his promise. I don’t know where he has moved to space to rest, but in his absence, we too must complete our tasks. As scheduled.”

“Of course.”

We’re almost at the end.

The moment to reclaim Black Hour from the traitors who murdered our loved ones.

The time of purge is coming.