Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 556



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Episode 556: The Transcendent Ones (3)

The Western Continent Magic Tower Alliance was busy with the sudden Black Hour offensive. What’s more, the fact that Dahit Wesroel, the person responsible for causing the upheaval throughout the magic world, also appeared means that there is nothing to be said.

The Allied Command discussed in depth the map of the Central Continent in order to predict and respond to the opponent’s next move.

Meanwhile, bad news was heard from the magical city of Birente.

“Black Hour has raided the headquarters of the Magic Association!”

The evil plot spread not only to the Union front but also to the Magic City.

What is the intention?

The ones whose faces turned pale at the explanation that followed were certain Magic Tower forces.

“Bohemian Ambassador Gotrick, who was holding a meeting at the Association headquarters, and seven escorts including Maron, who was in charge of escorting them, were killed… …! It is said that Lord Lukerd Maniacs has been kidnapped!”

“… … !!”

It’s a big deal.

It is certainly a serious matter to kill the factor, but the Bohemian Tower… … kidnapping someone who is receiving the teachings of the Transcendent?

Of course, it was something that could not be easily overlooked even if he was the least capable of the four disciples.

Boom!

The eyes of Angelo, the highest elder of the Bohemian Tower, were filled with brain energy.

“There must have been the Ostea Matapju and the Magic Association President in Birente, but what on earth did they do to abandon the kidnapping? It’s not like the Dark Moon showed up there in person!”

“That’s… …! They say that because Black Hour caused physical terror in the city center and the upper districts, there was no room to utilize other forces to prevent further damage. Also, Black Hour’s escape was too fast… …!”

Even when a warning is given that creates psychological pressure, reality remains the same.

The only thing that changed was the expression on the face of the messenger who had come to deliver the urgent news across space by means of the Magic Association.

Uduk.

Angelo, who outwardly clenched his teeth and tried to hide his anger, regained his composure and began to think rationally.

‘Despite the considerable distance between the front line and the magic city, the Black Hour raids occurred almost simultaneously… … . What was the plan?’

Are you saying that your main plan is to capture the third disciple of the True Tower?

No way.

In reality, the kidnapping of Luked Maniacs has no other meaning than to damage the prestige and reputation of the Bohemian Tower.

This is a fact that not only other magic towers but also Black Hour are aware of.

So the main objective was the front line… … It was difficult to make a definitive conclusion. The manpower of the Magic Tower Union was not permanently damaged.

Since the destruction caused by Black Hour was mainly focused on buildings forming a stronghold, the damage was concentrated in terms of property rather than human life.

Thanks to that, my attention was drawn… … .

‘Wait, did you look away?’

Suddenly, Angelo remembered the direction from which the dark moon had appeared. He had come from the east. So what was there in the east, beyond the front lines?

───Since we’ve already achieved our goal, it’s inefficient to waste more time here.

The damp whispers of Dahit Westroel play in my head. The chill I felt at that moment is transmitted down my spine.

‘no way.’

Angelo’s eyes slowly grew wide, filled with shock.

I don’t even have time to control my facial expressions.

He immediately turned his back and walked forward in an urgent and rough manner.

“What…? Where are you going, Angelo!”

Even when the highest elder of the Helion Tower asked, there was no answer.

Kwarrrrung.

Angelo, who was struck by lightning, ran straight to his destination with all his might, and saw for himself that his ominous premonition had come true.

“Look, I have to report… … To the Lord of the Tower, quickly… … !!”

A muttering that was almost like a soliloquy flowed down along with the cold sweat.

His face turned pale.

This is no time to spare means.

As he immediately activated the consumable artifact, a highly geometrical technique emitting purple light surrounded his body in a circle.

A magic circle that moves through space.

Angelo leaped into the territory of the Magical Nation where the Transcendental Conference was in progress.

* * *

The atmosphere of the banquet specially prepared by the Seventh Demon King, Vangelis, was not solemn at all. As is usually the case at dinner parties, personal stories were shared naturally and appropriately.

“As always, I have no intention of interfering with the operation of the Artesan Tower as long as the kids keep to the line, but I’ve been getting a bit nervous lately. This time around, the guy is a total weirdo… … .”

“Well, the current Artison Matapju certainly has a unique personality. But isn’t he a talented person who can raise the status of Matap?”

“It does help. But it’s a problem because it costs a lot of money. Because of that, the finances for each project go up and down. If I keep failing, I’ll end up begging for money. The other kids even give me hints to stop.”

“Oh, like that.”

Vangelis clicked his tongue and expressed his regret at the deep sigh of Indren, the elder of the Artesan Tower.

In this way, the topics of conversation were limited to greetings and small talk.

As time passed like that, Baloch Besias, who could no longer endure it, tapped the table with his fingers and interrupted the conversation.

“I think the meal service is over. If we’ve done that properly, let’s continue.”

“Oh, it’s been a while since we last met, so we ended up talking for a long time. I see.”

The high-ranking magicians of the Magic Kingdom personally cleared the dishes and brought out warm tea with steam rising from it.

It is made by brewing ‘Mistia Tea Leaves’, which are said to have been enjoyed by the first Dark King in the past. This is a very rare specialty that can only be grown in Centrum, the capital of the Dark Nation of Arcanad.

An indescribable, deep fragrance lingered in the air.

Huroop.

Vangelis cleared his throat and lowered his voice. At the same time, an unprecedented pressure took hold of the conference room.

“As you all know, the so-called Hierarchy Breach has been initiated by the usurper and leader of the Black Hour, the Darkmoon, Dahit Westroel.”

The attention of the magical world’s transcendent beings who officially attended was focused on it.

“Because of that, all the magicians who dreamed were able to cast magic of a level that surpassed their current level. Although it was accompanied by physical burden. I won’t say much since you’ve probably already investigated and researched it.”

Vangelis clasped his hands together.

“The current situation has spread from the lower ranks to the middle ranks of the fifth rank. Although the progress is not visible visually, I feel that it is showing no signs of stopping.”

“That’s right, it’s not some kind of epidemic.”

“The appearance is similar. The only difference is that it spreads to wizards, and it is contagious even if there is no contact. As a result, it seems certain that it will affect up to the 6th level.”

Baloch crossed his arms and opened his mouth.

“The key is this. Will the dream spread to the wizard who has reached the peak, and will it reach us beyond that? And when that moment comes, will we be able to resist it?”

If a being who has reached the pinnacle of magic is able to break through the hierarchy, it may be possible to use 7th-tier magic.

In addition, in the case of transcendent beings, they are presented with a possibility that goes beyond conventional common sense and allows them to transcend higher levels.

“… … Or maybe the source of the situation has already spread to us. It seems like you are leaning towards that. Acetro Oldin.”

“Yes, it is too large to be said to be the power of one person alone. There is another hypothesis that is more likely. The disappearance of the concept.”

“The hypothesis is that Dahit destroyed some concept that was suppressing the hierarchy.”

The necromancer, Linedel, muttered in a flat voice.

There are two reasons.

One is that the actions of the dark moon that appeared in the dream were all about forcibly implanting unfamiliar magical calculation methods into one’s memories.

Another is the limit of the pure capabilities he possesses.

Even if it is the highest level magic of the worst criminal in the current magical world, it cannot do anything to the entire continent.

So it is both absurd and reasonable to think that any concept related to hierarchical suppression has been completely erased.

Since concepts can exist anywhere, it is only natural that if you destroy just one of them, they all disappear.

Acetro adjusted his monocle.

“Honestly, I have many questions. Did the concept that suppressed the hierarchy really exist? If so, how did the Dark Moon find it? And how was the concept specifically eliminated?”

“… … That usurper might have his own unique method. He’s the one who caused the power source of the so-called Perfect Tower to go out of control.”

Baloch showed his hostility.

No matter what anyone says, he was the one who had the deepest conflict with Dahit.

Indren groaned and sipped her tea at the boy’s face.

“We don’t know why Dark Moon did such a thing. Well, it must have something to do with her ideals. In any case, it is clear that the magical world has changed from before. Could we say that a new era has arrived unexpectedly?”

Simply put, Dahit Westroel changed the world.

Now, chaos and confusion will arise everywhere, and it will take a lot of time and effort to stabilize it.

Some were annoyed, some were secretly excited, some envied the feat, and some agonized over how to exploit the situation.

but.

The magical transcendent beings gathered here today have not responded to the summons to discuss how to lead the new era.

That is simply a matter for each individual to decide and act on on their own.

What matters is the discipline of the transcendent.

“Let’s get to the point.”

And the main topic of this meeting is about violators of discipline.

“I, Vangelis Ruin Arcanad. As the Seventh King of Darkness and a being who practices to prevent the world from being engulfed in chaos by the Transcendent Ones, I hereby declare.”

Silence fell.

“I will initiate an agreement on the sanctions against the Darkmoon, Dahit Westroel, who has caused irreversible chaos by disrupting the entire magical world through his arbitrary actions.”

* * *

“The restraint of the Dark Moon is the priority, and if there is strong resistance, we will punish it. This is an inevitable measure, and the only thing we can choose is timing. Those attending the meeting, please express your opinions.”

“I’ll start with myself.”

Indren opened his eyes halfway.

“I think the sooner we sanction Dahit Westroel, the better. Right now. That would be the best way to calm the current chaos as quickly as possible.”

Ignacia chuckled, holding her chin.

“I guess you still like stability, even though you’re a half-retired transcendent being.”

“The world always wants stability. Chaos is just a process.”

“That’s a reasonable opinion.”

Baloch agreed.

“I also agree to immediate sanctions. However, if I have to kill him, I will do it alone. It is my right to kill him. You are to target only the Great Hall of the Black Hour.”

“So you’re saying that private grudges will be resolved privately?”

Vangelis rubbed his chin.

“Kye-oe, what do you think?”

“I think I need to postpone it.”

It was the opposite choice of Indren and Baloch.

“Why?”

“The situation has already occurred and the order of the magical world has been disrupted. Since we cannot turn back time, we cannot put it back together. And from the beginning, it was obvious that Amwol would rather die than reveal her true feelings while being restrained.”

“I guess so, definitely.”

“The moment the sanctions are confirmed, the death of Amwol is certain. Of course, Amwol is aware of this. But she still did it. Even if she doesn’t know what it is, she must have prepared properly.”

That makes sense.

“So I think we should first figure out what Dark Moon ultimately wants to do with the Hierarchy Breakthrough. We should watch how the guy who praised memory theory will realize his ideals. That’s the rational thing to do… … And above all, isn’t that much more fun?”

“It wouldn’t be a bad choice to keep an eye on the Dark Moon’s movements from a perspective other than fun. It might be worth watching for a few months.”

however.

“Sanctions against transcendent beings are always carried out in accordance with the opinion of more than half of the members. That is the long-standing rule. Now, is there anyone who wishes to join in with the thoughts of the outside world?”

Ignaisa licked her lips.

I assumed that the opposing voices would be louder.

Anything is fine.

There are plenty of ways to stall for time. It’s not a big deal to drag things out. Especially since Dahit himself is dead.

That was the moment.

“I agree with the opinion.”

“Huh?”

Linedel Nexleon expressed his intention.

There are many surprised looks.

It wouldn’t have been strange for him to have cast invalid votes or remained silent without saying anything.

Linel continued.

“The chaos that has befallen the world today is change. It is not something to be dealt with. It is something to be adapted to.”

“Sanctions against the Dark Moon are essential, but I oppose hasty measures. If we are not careful, it will only aggravate the conflict. At least until that dream reaches us, it is wise to keep an eye on it.”

Acetaro was also included.

It was an unexpected turn of events, but the one who was more surprised than anyone was Ignacia. She never thought those two would agree.

‘… … Something’s suspicious?’

She expressed strong suspicion, but did not show it right away.

The turn passed to Vangelis.

“I think immediate sanctions are right. Dark Moon might cause another incident that would be on a par with the Hierarchy breach. Even if problems arise during the process, preventing it in advance will ultimately result in less damage. It’s not too late to adapt to the new era.”

3 vs 3.

There is a sharp divide in the pros and cons of immediate judgment.

So the final choice fell to Maya, the agent of the Lepragium Tower. All eyes were on her.

“… … .”

Since arriving at the Arcanad Magic Kingdom, Maya, who had been drinking tea with her mouth closed, began to pause.

“Choose, Agent.”

Baloch Besias pressed for an answer with narrowed eyes. He was on edge. Even more so than when dealing with other Transcendent beings.

What answer will the being representing the 8th-tier transcendental Lepragium Tower Lord give at the end of this meeting?

Silence continues.

Finally, Maya slowly raised her head. A soft voice flowed out from the darkness that filled the inside of the hood.

“The first half of the year is over and the second half is starting. Until then, I’ll just sit back and watch.”

The scales have tipped.

3 to 4.

There is no objection.

“If that is what you mean, let’s postpone the sanctions until the dream comes to us. Judging by the current trend, about three months should be enough. Once the deadline has passed, the people gathered here will gather again in the Magic Kingdom and track down the Dark Moon. Does anyone object?”

“… … .”

“Let’s conclude the agreement here.”

Vangelis officially declared the verdict, and the heavy atmosphere became lighter.

This concludes the important schedule.

But the world is complex, so when you untie one knot, another one appears.

“……hmm?”

Requesting entry into the conference room from outside.

At Vangelis’s gesture, the tightly locked door opened and soon his granddaughter, Medreille, entered with quick steps.

The look of haste is evident.

“I apologize for the inconvenience. Two urgent reports have arrived from outside, but they are urgent matters beyond our ability to make a judgment… … .”

“Speak.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. I heard that Kernadel in the central continent was destroyed by someone’s attack.”

“If it’s Kernadel, then it’s a prison?”

Medrail nodded to Ignacia’s question.

There was sad news that those guarding the entrance to Kernadel had been nearly annihilated, and that the surrounding damage was increasing as a large number of imprisoned criminals were released.

“First of all, they said they couldn’t identify the villain who attacked Kernadel. The Luas Church requested assistance from the magical community.”

“Can’t you do anything about just one prison? Well, I guess that’s the limit of the Luas Church.”

Baloch criticized calmly.

There was no reaction of surprise or bewilderment from the other transcendent beings either. They were not beings who would feel deeply moved by such things.

Vangelis asks:

“What’s the other one?”

“I, that’s… … .”

Medrail slowly turned to the side, his eyes trembling with anxiety.

“Black Hour launched a surprise attack on the Western Continent Magic Tower Alliance. Several strongholds on the front line were destroyed, and Dark Moon appeared… … In the magical city of Birente, Lukerd Maniacs was kidnapped… … .”

The third disciple of the Bohemian Tower, Luked Maniacs.

All eyes were focused on one place.

widely!

Baloch put down the teacup he was holding forcefully and turned his head.

“what??”

Dark Moon’s activities resume.

The tip of the sword towards the Bohemian Tower.

Ignacia blinked.

‘Hey, what’s this? Wait, Asher… … You, didn’t say it would be fun?’

A strong stimulus struck my brain.

Big.

She lowered her head slightly, biting the inside of her cheek hard. She secretly covered her mouth with both hands and shut it tightly.

Oh, I almost laughed.