Chapter 597

Genius Magician Who Eats Medicine Episode 597

Form Change (5)

Directly creates spirits with human hands.

Upon hearing that, the dean shook his head in disbelief and his shoulders trembled.

“Stop talking nonsense, Hyman... ... !!”

[...] ... .]

“I must have said it many times. Your plan is just a wild delusion!”

[delusion? You still don’t believe it when you see me now.]

Saying that, the lion glanced back to the other side of the meadow where the sunset was setting.

The lion’s mane also rose in the surging flow of magical air, drawing a beautiful silver curve over the horizon as the sun went down.

The grave voice seemed to be surprisingly calm and calm regardless of the current situation.

[The offering of magicians in the growth promotion ceremony is not for the purpose of growing the spirits. It is a turning

point where a new spirit of creation is created by using an existing elemental body as a vessel in return for offering a special and unique spirituality.

[Are you a human or a spirit? We are standing at a crossroads to determine the direction of our spirituality right here.]

Conversation between the passionate dean and Hyman, who is quite relaxed.

However, Lennok, who was listening to the conversation between man and beast, which was close to a heated discussion, quietly lowered his gaze.

[...] ... ?]

Darby, who was coiled up in Lennok’s arms, only pricked up his ears with a look of bewilderment.

A story about a creation spirit made by human hands.

Wasn’t the very fruit of the grandiose babble, the turning point of birth, an absurd delusion, lingering in Lennok’s arms?

“... ... .”

It is now a distant memory of when I thought I would make a spirit.

A brain spirit created by stealing necromancy from the black magician Craig Tillian and obtaining a strong artificial intelligence algorithm and combining it with transcendental sensitivity.

Although it is easy to be mistaken because the time spent together is not small and the density of memories is so high.

Darby was created right after Lennok awakened to the change in the nature of magical power and reached the 6th level, and he still has it by his side.

The absurd fact that Lennok tried to sacrifice dozens of humans and wizards to create an existence like Darby, which he tried to create at the beginning of 6th level.

But it also seemed certain that the conversation the two were having in front of him was real.

In the end, does it mean that what is needed to create a spirit depends on a more essential spirituality or notion rather than a realm or hierarchy?

[I’m sorry for deceiving you with lies about asking for cooperation at the university level. As a member of the Technical Advisory Committee, it must have been difficult for you to refuse the lawmakers’ demands.]

“... ... Not because it was a request from the city councilor.”

The dean smiled bitterly and stood up from his seat.

Grabbing his wobbly legs and standing up alone, the dean muttered as he looked at the profile of the lion.

“Because it was a request from you, whom I thought was the most reliable person in the Central Council.”

[...] ... ]

“Even when I was kicked out of the Magic Tower and flowed into this city, and when I returned to academia after achieving results. Even when I said to create an educational institution centered on the library... ... You were the first to reach out and help me... ... .”

The dean, who hesitated for a long time with a look of being unable to speak, closed his eyes and said.

“After all, was it just a ploy to use the library like this someday? I can’t understand... ... .”

[It’s not that I didn’t understand, Siolus. I just didn’t try to understand.]

Hyman said in a soft voice.

[But if that’s just a process to be reborn as a being with a better spirituality... ... I try to understand even the absurdity.]

“Hyman I... ... !!”

The dean’s words did not carry on to the end.

It was a terrifying illusion, as if Hyman’s mighty silver magic, which had swollen to its fullest, suddenly looked back at us all at once.

Aaaaaaang!!

As the lion violently swung its front paws, a silver flash flashed and a shockwave exploded.

At that moment, the hairball spirit that the dean was hugging swelled up and received an attack with an enlarged fur cushion.

Pooh!!

The silvery light that bounced off the cushion broke and hit the back of the meadow dozens of meters away from Lennok and the dean.

Kwaaaaang!!

As it was, it shot up a dazzling pillar of light in the middle of the plain.

The output is vast enough to give the illusion that the entire grassland is dyed with silvery brilliance.

Lennok, frowning at the heat behind his back, asked the dean.

“You were an acquaintance. Is the author the head of the Ghost Shrine?”

“Hyman Kilberg. One of those shaman-turned-politicians who entered the city and rose to the rank of senator.”

The dean answered without turning his head away from the lion in front of him.

“I read a thesis on the existence of the spirit world that I wrote decades before I entered the city council, and I was interested in it and sponsored it.”

“Then that figure... ... ?”

“Using the Spirit Growth Promoting Ritual, he completely transformed his body into a spirit.”

The dean took a deep breath and quickly continued.

“Through human sacrifice, he forcibly fitted himself into a ritual for the spirit, forcing his body to become close to a spiritual body.”

“... ... .”

Did Hyman succeed in getting closer to the spirit by starting with the lower ranks and offering a 6th-level mage to change the consciousness itself?

“And the last goal I want to achieve by making an offering to the dean is to obtain the Creation Spirit with Hyman’s own hands.”

Dududuk!!

“Aagh!!!”

Hyman, who lightly broke both of the dean’s wrists with a single gesture, looked down at him and said,

[In the end, this is what happens with the body of an old human.]

“... ... .”

[How many years has it been since you reached level 7? I was quite old when I completed the hierarchy. You can slow the flow of time, but you can’t disobey it.]

Silence passed.

The dean wriggling while breathing heavily, and the spirit crying anxiously next to him.

The lion grabbed the dean’s collar sharply with its claws and turned its body towards Lennok.

Lennok, who is staring blankly at him, meets his eyes openly and passes by at a distance close enough to breathe.

[Evan Bylon. An assistant professor in the Department of Elements and a disciple of Aris Richellen. A researcher with outstanding talent and an elementalist with useful qualities.]

Hyman called Lennok’s name slowly.

[And he is also the creator of anti-gravity technology and a nominee for the Technical Advisory Committee.]

“... ... .”

[I will not kill you here. I also don’t want to touch you, even if it’s because of the committee’s breath.]

The Lion Spirit, who slowly peered into Lennok’s face right next to him, said, slightly revealing his teeth.

[Just watch the process of the creation spirit being born here for the first time.]

Leaving Lennok unanswered, Hyman dragged the drooping dean to the ritual source lined with stone pillars.

[The essence of the spirit is the reification of ideas. So, at the point of materialization, the direction of growth of abilities and characteristics is set, but... ... The creative spirit is different.]

Plump!!

Hyman, who had put down the dean in front of the empty seventh stone pillar, raised his magic power, and at the same time, the whole meadow was covered with dazzling silver waves and shook.

Aaaaaaa!!!

[Because it is a spirit born with the spirituality of a blank slate, it should be able to imitate and learn more quickly than existing spirits, and grow according to the direction the magician wants.] “

... ... .”

[All the environments and catalysts are perfectly set for the growth and learning of the newly born spirits. Finally, as long as you make an offering to Siolus and twist the essence of the ceremony... ... !!]

At the same time as he said that, the mighty silver-white magic that enveloped Hyman’s body and rose up turned into a huge pillar of light and fell onto the seventh stone pillar.

Kwagwagwa!!!!

The last moment of the feat to create a spirit that did not exist before using humans created by combining magic and spiritism.

Hyman widened his eyes to see the spirit that was newly revealed at the end of the wave of silver-white magical power that was constantly heating up.

Whoa... ... !!

The silver pillar collapsed on the spot and disappeared as if it were losing its power, and the consciousness was released as it was.

Hyman murmured, realizing that even the offering of Siolus had failed, let alone the birth of a new spirit.

[no... ... Did you come this far and failed?]

The answer came not from Hyman himself or from the fallen dean, but from Lennok, who was standing behind him.

“Isn’t that surprising for magicians like us?”

said Lennok, who slowly stepped forward.

“Proof of the non-existence of the essence that must follow in the case of a large-scale ceremony in which a magic circle is built and used. If the goal you want to reach exists in the space where the ritual takes place, the ritual does not work.”

[Nonsense... ... !!]

Hyman turned to Lennok and let out a fierce Lion’s Roar.

[Who dares to attempt this feat before me and succeed? ... !! This miracle that can only be attempted by betting dozens of humans with stakes!!]

“That’s right.”

Lennok did not blink an eye, and replied sullenly.

At that moment, a bright blue light gleamed lightly from behind Lenok’s back.

The fox spirit, which was small enough to fit into Lennok’s arms, is standing calmly in the form of Samiho, who has grown much more than Lennok.

The shape of four huge fox fires spinning rapidly around such Darby.

“You said that you directly created the environment and catalysts for the newly born creation spirit.”

Instead of responding to Hyman’s words, Lennok looked up at the sunset in the meadow and said,

“It doesn’t seem like anything wrong.”

[What the hell is that... ... !!]

At that moment, an illusion arose that the whole twilight of the sunset meadow was tilted.

As the ritual failed, the silvery brilliance that had scattered and disappeared into the sky sat down intact as if wrapping around the tabi and began to be quietly absorbed.

Hyman gritted his teeth and widened his eyes as he realized that the power prepared for the new creation spirit had failed and disappeared instead of converging on the spirit in front of him.

Pagging support... ... !!!

A huge pillar of lightning strikes from the back of Darby, who is imbued with silvery white magic, and soon turns into a plentiful tail and begins to wriggle behind his back.

The body of the cyber spirit who newly awakened the fifth tail grew a little bigger on the spot, and at the same time,

the number of fox fires increased to five according to the number of tails, and they rotated fiercely behind Darby.

“My spirit said it tasted very good.”

Lennok smiled as he slowly raised his hand.

“Thank you, Senator Hyman Kilberg.”

[Could it be that the spirit that is the proof of non-existence you are talking about... ... .]

At that moment, Hyman, realizing what Lennok had been talking about, murmured in a boiling voice.

[Haaa... ... !]

Standing with its back to the dazzling pentagram of thunder, the cyber spirit lifted its head and took a step forward, scattering blue eyes.