Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 549



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Episode 549: Venting Anger (3)

The Magic Association of Birente.

In the chaotic conference room where different magics clashed, a final scream that seemed like it would end at any moment rang in my ears.

dump.

The ambassador of the Bohemian Tower, Gotrick, fell with his neck pierced by a dagger.

Broken and misaligned cervical spine.

The pool of blood on the cold floor grew quickly.

“Oh, Ambassador Gotrick.”

The ambassadors of Helion Tower and Ostea Tower swallowed their saliva.

A cold sweat ran down their backs at the thought that they too might be executed like that.

Phew.

Immediately afterwards, light began to come on the bracelet Grave was wearing.

The communication device is connected.

Without even needing to send a voice, this was a signal in itself that the High Earth had dealt with Maron and captured the Luked Maniacs.

‘It’s time to retreat.’

And just then, two people with powerful magical powers were detected heading to the Association from the south of the Magic City.

“Oh!”

“This magic!”

The advisory committee of the association was delighted to learn of their true identities.

Snap.

Grave, who had confirmed Gotrick’s death, nodded behind him.

“Objective achieved. I step back.”

The wizards of Black Hour jumped out of the shattered windows and . No one in the conference room tried to stop them.

I just sigh in relief, thankful that I survived.

Phew!

The heat from the that exploded in the air was transmitted through the atmosphere. Beyond that, dozens of fire and earth arrows rained down.

The association’s magicians hurriedly put the brakes on the flight and protected themselves with a curtain of elemental properties that they had learned.

Phew.

Grave, in the lead, passes quickly between the buildings.

The magicians of Black Hour, who had been stalling for time to prevent the Association’s power from gathering at the designated location, joined in one by one.

“The deserter?”

“There is not one.”

It’s a natural result.

Black Hour───An elite unit selected from the Transcendent Forces.

Even if they are disadvantaged in terms of terrain, numbers, and other factors, they are not a weak force that can be easily subdued by magicians belonging to the Magic Association who have never experienced a proper slaughter battle.

Having escaped from the Magic Association, they stopped above a nearby city center.

Because two magicians, each emitting a fierce and static aura, were blocking the front.

“This guy, Black Hour… …! I thought it was quiet lately, but he showed up in Birente instead of the front line and raided the Magic Association?! Are you really crazy!”

The president of the Magic Association, whose bedroom was suddenly raided, shouted in anger.

“… … .”

Ostea Matapju kept his gaze fixed on her, maintaining silence.

Grave said.

“It’s my fault for letting those bastards from the Magic Tower Alliance into my house. I’d like to turn Birente into a wasteland, but… … I came today as a warning, so I’ll be going now.”

“Who said they would send it!!”

Blue magic power surged from the association president’s magic circuit. He is a magician with a level 6 upper level and an exceptionally large amount of magic power.

A being close to the pinnacle of magic.

If he links up with Ostea Matapju, Black Hour led by Grave will not be able to advance and will be caught.

Then, when the Association’s support force arrives, you will be captured or killed.

A situation that was taken into consideration, of course.

It was part of the original plan.

“No, you will have no choice but to let us go.”

“What?”

The time has come.

Tick.

Grave snapped his fingers.

A small sound came from the palm of my hand that was hidden from view.

Artificial artifact, [Linder’s Pocket Watch].

In the past, it was created by Linder, the first member, as her legacy, and it accelerates or slows down the time of the magic circle that is connected to it and whose activation is delayed by the magic stone.

This is one of the reports of Black Hour being used effectively on the front lines.

The hands of the pocket watch rotated 60 degrees, accelerating the activation of the magic circle in the distance.

Dozens of magic circles that had been secretly installed throughout the city center before infiltrating the Magic Association reacted in a chain reaction.

Kwaaaaang! Kwaaagwang! Kookung──Kwaaagwaaagwaaagwang!

The fire spread with loud noise, mainly through large buildings.

Debris from the collapsed building falls into the street.

There were no casualties as the civilians had long since fled to safe areas, but crowds still remained in the square.

“What are you doing now, ah, no!!!”

A shockwave erupted from inside the massive clock tower that stood in the center of the square.

Despite the urgent voice of the association president, it fell down, almost split in half, pulled by gravity.

The moment it hits the ground, there will be at least hundreds of casualties.

Phew.

The Osteotop Tower has moved.

Unlocks special magic.

The powerful magical power centered around the magic tower located under the clock tower formed a dome-shaped protective shield and enveloped the entire square.

Kuuuung!

Ostea Matapju paused for a moment under the enormous weight of the clock tower, then focused even more.

In order to minimize damage to the citizens and the Magic City, they pushed hard towards an empty lot.

“Ohhhhh!!! Well done! Ostea Matapju! Then I will… … .”

“It’s not over yet.”

Grave Rudworth smiled under his hood.

“Are we really the only ones who have attacked the city?”

Kwaaaaang!

This time, the commotion started in the high-ranking district far away. It was a residential area densely populated with people belonging to the upper class.

It is a very important place where most of the VIPs from other countries stay. If we are not careful, it could become an international problem.

“You are taking the city and its people hostage, you evil, dirty, cowardly… …!! Tell me now! How many of you have come!”

“Scatter.”

The 25 members of Black Hour were divided into exactly five groups and scattered. The association president, who was trying to chase after Grave, gritted his teeth.

Either capture some of the Black Hour or take control of the High Earth.

The decision was quick.

“Association President!”

“Go to High Earth! Quickly!”

The association president gave an order to the wizards who arrived late to provide assistance.

While they went to defend the high ground where no one was present, Group 1 moved underground and regrouped at the prepared emergency exit.

“What about Luke?”

“Here it is.”

Adrian, who had arrived at the meeting place first, showed the blue cube, [Archeo].

Inside the sealed artifact lent to Verden is sealed a thoroughly beaten and unconscious Luked Maniacs.

In addition, he used the magic item he borrowed from Ostea Matapju to seal the outside three more times, blocking the inside and outside.

It was to block any possible tracking of the forced magic circle.

“It was a success.”

In this way, Group 1 headed out of Birente’s territory through the sewer.

[Bohemian Tower’s ambassador, escort of Gotrick and Lukerd, kill Maron. Secure Lukerd Maniacs. Group 1. Mission accomplished, my lord.]

* * *

[───Group 1. Mission accomplished, my lord.]

Contact from Birente was relayed via a central signal to a communications device.

Good work.

Verden, who had responded like that, looked down.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh.”

The crushed-necked Kulus fought back fiercely, breathing desperately. I wanted to grab hold of its ankles, but I couldn’t.

Because it was just a head and a torso.

The destruction of Verden destroys the essence, and the disappearance of Dahith annihilates things.

That is why the magic of destruction is the natural enemy of regeneration.

Even though Isabella, who possessed the power of regeneration, took the Lisandro fruit potion, it took a considerable amount of time for her arm to recover without leaving even ashes.

Of course, the concept also applies to Gluttony’s transplant recipients.

“no.”

Kwajik!

I pulled out the red piece embedded in Kulus’ chest. Overflowing life force. It was what I had seen in the Principality of Rivaant.

With the source of regeneration gone, Kulus was gradually covered in black flames, and soon it could no longer exist and completely disappeared.

The red piece was stored in subspace.

“Now there are only three.”

Within minutes of entering the battle, a 6th-ranked Kulus was killed.

Even if they hadn’t been able to open up the magic gate, it was still an overwhelming gap.

Hiram gripped the staff tightly with both hands.

“Stop him somehow!”

Abram and Ennet rush forward, concentrating their magical power and energy. Verden, who was covered in destruction all over his body, confronted them head-on.

Pfft! Pfft! Kwaaaaang!

A workshop that shook the entire unofficial laboratory from the shock that started from the lowest floor.

The fire magic that flew in from behind struck the area indiscriminately. The heat overlapped due to the effect of [Wood Flame Essence], and the peak of the high temperature gradually rose.

Whether or not Numbers 70 and 108 were exposed to the flames, Hiram did not stop his magical calculations. This was the record of one who, despite being an elder, had not yet awakened to the magic.

But the more it happened, the more embarrassed I became.

The movements of the intruder who introduced himself as number 77… …were so identical to the Dahith Westroel I remembered.

‘That’s ridiculous.’

Each natural intelligence is born with its own individuality and originality, and its domain is a unique temperament that cannot be invaded.

That is why there is no identical being in the world.

How can one perfectly mimic someone else’s movements when there are so many differences in trivial gestures and meaningless steps?

‘Then what the heck is that…?’

There is one more question.

The level at which one can easily fight Hiram, 70, and 108 alone without a single scratch is limited.

One who has reached the extreme or transcendent.

“… … !!”

Hiram was swept away by the wave of destruction that spread in all directions.

Abram responded with a 6th-tier magic spell with a blank expression, increasing his resistance while also creating a thick curtain of magical power in front of him.

It was a simultaneous operation possible because he was also the 108th test subject who received an organ transplant and had someone else’s magical circuit and heart.

Thud.

However, some of the body tissues fell off, perhaps because of the excessive casting. The abdomen was damaged when struck by the wave that broke the shield.

That was when.

Ennet, who had endured the flames with her sword, charged forward with her sword held low.

Love liquid!

A slaughter that surges upward from below.

By linking movements with the center of gravity, speed and power are added. Each one of them frantically unleashed a considerable amount of sword energy.

Verden intuitively read the trajectory and dodged it with a swipe.

thud!

Ennet stamped her foot hard.

She jumped low in an instant, spun around dramatically, and swung her greatsword down.

‘What a splendid swordsmanship.’

Oh my god!

The sword strike cut through the air, crushing the underside of the lowest level of the laboratory.

Immediately afterwards, Berden trampled on the black cotton that was touching the floor.

Modify the calculation in the middle to change the force from attraction to repulsion.

Kwaaaaang!

Ennett missed her greatsword. The impact was considerable as she smashed through several walls and her body was wounded by the debris.

Still, she paid no attention and kicked the seat again.

‘They say the power has been reduced, but I didn’t expect it to withstand 7th-tier magic like that. It seems like it has high innate resistance.’

So, even if you make it a little stronger, it won’t be a problem for your life.

Verden quickly closed the distance with Ennet, who was approaching him.

Three attacks.

Ennet rolled on the floor, curled up in a ball.

At that moment, a red light burst out from behind Verden’s back, densely concentrating magical power, brilliantly illuminating the darkness.

“Haaaaaap… … !”

Hiram finished his calculations.

Quadra casting.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

A staff bearing flames───A torrential rain poured down from the artifact. A destructive force that could literally blow away the entire village.

The flames that followed further scorched the entire area.

Next to him, Abram ignores his injuries and casts with full force. Countless debris rises.

A heavy mass poured down like a downpour, turning the ground into a wasteland.

‘now!’

It was at that moment that Elder Hiram, sensing an opportunity, was about to escape.

A black meteorite formed in the sky and fell, causing an explosion. Hiram fell down and dropped [the essence of wood flame].

A deep groan escaped his lips as he was exposed to the heat of destruction.

“Keuheup… … !”

“To think that would be enough to attract attention? Your judgment has become much less clear than when you were conducting unofficial experiments.”

Phew.

At Verden’s gesture, all the nearby fires went out.

“… … .”

Abram strengthens Ennet’s sword, which is lying on the floor, with various magical gifts as if he will protect his master.

As the blade with extremely high penetrative power was ejected by , it flew towards Verden’s heart in a subtle curve.

There is no need to avoid it.

Verden folded his hands toward Abram.

───!

A pitch-black flash that pierced the straight line.

The light that deflected the sword instantly pierced Abram’s heart. The magical power dissipated. The burning flames inside soon covered his entire body.

“iced coffee…….”

Number 108 fell to his knees, making a strange howl.

May you rest in peace.

Abram, or rather Abram, the doll with the shell, closed his eyelids. He fell into a deep sleep from which no one could wake him.

Swish.

Verden turned his back.

A shadow approaches.

Hiram, who had lost half of his will to fight, took a step back and hit the wall.

“You, you, who are you… … . How can you use the Dark Moon’s magic and unique magic? You’re definitely not Dahit himself… … ! And you’re a Transcendent. How can a Transcendent use the Bohemian Magic Tower… … !!”

“Well, who do I look like to you?”

Hiram, who was staring at the wall, took a deep breath.

“Surely not, it’s really number 77… … ?”

“Now you recognize me. So let me say hello again. It’s been a while, Hiram.”

Verden grabbed Hiram’s wrist.

“By the way, I told you. Don’t give up so easily.”

Black flames flickered.

Before I could resist, my right arm below my shoulder turned black.

“Kkwaaaaaaaaaah!”

Hiram sank to the ground and screamed.

Wedge!

At that moment, the urge to live burned through my throat.

Ennet, who had picked up the greatsword, slid across the floor and pulled her arm inside her body, thrusting the sword in like a spring.

Bam.

Verden grabbed the blade.

[The chaos of revelation].

The flames condensed on the gloves ate away at the black energy.

Verden gently cupped Ennet’s forehead with one hand.

“Take a rest.”

Kuung!

An internal shockwave of pure magical power traveled through her crown and down to her toes. Her entire body’s nerves were paralyzed, and she fell to her knees.

Still, I’m keeping my wits about me.

It’s exciting to think how strong he would be if he were of sound mind, but in any case, if he causes any more damage here, it will lead to serious injury.

‘then.’

Imprison.

A magic circle was created using 10 intermediate magic stones taken from subspace as materials.

Ennet, who was positioned above the circle, was restrained from taking action. It was the one used on Adrian, who was brainwashed by the Dominion.

The reason we are not destroying the call right now is because we need to examine the structure of the compulsory magic circle engraved on Ennet.

“Oh, you even implemented the unique magic circle of the Lord of the Tower… … .”

Hiram’s eyes fluttered, but his expression quickly calmed down. He glared at Verden, still with a look of disbelief.

“… … I can’t say anything.”

“Of course. The summons given to you will have strong restrictions preventing you from revealing the secrets of the Bohemian Tower.”

Verden reached out.

“So let me go.”

“What the… … Kkaaaaaaah!”

The magic of destruction flashed and directly interfered with the compulsory magic circle.

Elder Hiram is not a target of brainwashing, so he only has one call to action engraved on his body.

Kwajijijik!

By completely destroying the internal core that makes up Jinsik and pulling the whole thing out, it was completely uprooted.

“I guess I can talk now.”

“Uh, how… … .”

Hiram, writhing in excruciating pain, froze as if frozen. His eyes, once filled with pride as an elder of the Bohemian Tower, trembled.

That was an obvious fear.

* * *

Meanwhile, somewhere east of the central continent.

“Hohoho! I’m here, Lord Rayshen.”

Omar Boldrak, an elder of the Bohemian Tower and a fervent supporter of Raishen, arrived at the false meeting place.