Chapter 850

#Medicine Genius Wizard Episode 850

Handover (18)

Whitestone National Park located between areas 35 and 36.

A quiet factory located a short distance away from the research institute hidden between the area’s borders.

A power generation facility built to produce and supply electricity throughout the national park.

Thousands of meters away from the facility, hundreds of troops were surrounding and surrounding the facility.

Clap, clap, clap!!

The sound of a gun with built-in magical power activating can be heard everywhere, and a muted tone quickly passes through the communication network.

Soldiers wearing exosuits worn all over their bodies lined up and surrounded the power generation facility.

“Hmm...”

A red-haired woman hiding in the bushes a little ahead of him tilted her head with a confused expression.

A woman who had been looking at the scene of a distant facility for a long time picked up the light red visor that had been placed at her feet and asked.

“Are you sure it’s over there?”

“The measured horsepower is certain.”

The boy, who still looked young, answered with a confused expression.

“It’s almost certain, seeing as I can’t discern any magical power patterns. “It’s at a level where we don’t even have any intention of hiding it in the first place.”

“....”

The boy muttered with a bitter smile.

“You mean you have no interest in whether we intervene or not...”

“Theo. “Watch your mouth.”

The young man standing next to the boy spoke calmly.

“You might be listening. “It will be late after lightning hits your head.”

“Ugh...”

“The distance from here to the power plant is over 6km. “And yet they might be listening?”

Yellow Visor asked in confusion. The voice, without voice modulation, flowed naturally through the helmet.

The young man answered, looking back at his yellow visor.

“He is famous for his poor health, but he is a wizard with keen senses that overcome that. “You would have been caught right away.”

“...yes. “They immediately recognized my earthen technique and laughed at me.”

Yellow Visor nodded with a heavy expression.

“I couldn’t answer properly. I was more afraid than angry....”

“He is a madman who cannot stop fighting even though he is suffering from a chronic illness. “It’s not strange.”

Jade Visor, who was standing in the rear with his arms crossed, comforted me with a soft voice.

“The council suspects that Fast’s health may be much worse than previously thought. But I think the reason he continues to go to the front lines has something to do with the way he transcended hierarchy.”

“You’re out of your mind. “You can only maintain the status quo by looking for a fight?”

“It’s just a guess written in the report, it’s not certain. However, there is no doubt that the fastness will be damaged, as is the case with monsters that transcend hierarchy.”

“....”

There was a tense atmosphere among the Aegis members.

An archmage who can maintain his sanity only through mania that borders on destruction.

They realized that the wizard they might have to deal with from now on was a monster more dangerous than any superhuman.

“No matter what happens, we must prevent the lab’s core technology from being leaked. “Especially, if the agenda that was being secretly studied at the research institute falls into the hands of Gongrei, no one will be able to avoid responsibility.”

“I don’t want to die...”

Not all Aegis members are serving the noble mission of protecting the city.

The reason they joined the special agency is because most of them deal based on personal circumstances, so they cannot avoid orders.

I am not hesitating because I am afraid of dying while fighting. I don’t want death to be wasted without any meaning.

You have to jump into it, not to win, but to lose even a little later.

And that too, to hinder an opponent that they can never defeat even if they die and wake up.

In a gloomy mood, the green visor tapped the shoulder of the man standing next to him.

“Hey druid. “Don’t just stand there blankly and say something.”

“....”

A tall man well over 190cm wearing an animal skin hood glared at the green visor.

Green Visor nodded, paying no attention.

“I heard you fought a lightning rod earlier. “Do you have any facts or feelings to share with us?”

“...that damn lightning.”

Druid Ipasa thought for a moment and muttered.

“Don’t get hit. “It hurt.”

“Is that the end?”

The other members who were looking at Ipasa muttered in bewilderment.

“The lightning type is the fastest magic in the pure magic type, excluding the light magic type. “It’s virtually impossible to avoid them all.”

“Why don’t you teach me a way to hit that doesn’t hurt?”

“I don’t know anything about that.”

Ipasa, who was scratching his head in frustration, said.

“The moment I was struck by lightning, the foundation of the technique was shaken. “I felt my thoughts being lost.”

“...what?”

Ipasa snorted lightly and turned his head.

“I don’t use magical power, so you ordinary people wouldn’t be able to withstand it.”

“Hmm...”

The Aegis crew suddenly became quiet as they realized the meaning of those words.

If a druid who uses natural magic felt that way, the outcome for a magic user would probably be obvious.

“Shall we wait until the black one comes?”

“No, I don’t have time. They probably plan to kidnap Professor Hayward and Raphael and use them to restore data. “If those two got together, we would see results quickly.”

Professor Raphael is not only a resident of the Balkans, but he is also one of the leading authorities on magic theory analysis.

A lightning spirit created by altering the electric current of a power generation facility and a curtain of lightning built over the entire facility.

Lightning strikes irregularly on all screens displayed on the monitor, and the fence of lightning rotates violently, binding everything that moves.

Kugwagwagwa!!!!

The sight of the crew being swept away helplessly in a storm of lightning and steel, unable to even properly resist.

The druids and the military guarding the research center belatedly noticed the abnormality and rushed in, but the situation did not change.

[Retreat, retreat!!]

[Don’t touch it, you’ll get electrocuted!!!]

[Everyone, take off your metal gear. Cyborgs and prosthetic wearers should run away right now!!]

[No, the power of the trap is-!!]

[Aaaaaah!!]

Quaaaaang. !!

Desperate shouts and screams coming from all sides of the monitor.

A soldier collapses from being electrocuted, and superhumans from a special agency who run away and try to infiltrate the power department.

Chaos unfolded throughout the facility amid ripples of lightning so dazzling that the pixels could not capture it all.

Raphael, who was watching the tragedy from behind, forgot what he was doing and muttered behind him.

“...This is impossible.”

“What do you mean?”

A wave of electricity covered and overflowed throughout the vast facility.

An overwhelming amount of light, as if the entire power plant was submerged in a sea of lightning and slowly sinking.

It felt like his eyes were going blind just watching, but Raphael didn’t take his eyes off the monitor at all.

Even though his eyes were rapidly becoming bloodshot, he couldn’t hold back his curiosity and instead brought his face closer.

Raphael said with a fascinated expression.

“The magic conversion rate of the lightning system rapidly deteriorates in efficiency in proportion to its power. No matter how much power you replace, it makes no sense to project such a change in nature in such a short period of time. At the speed of human magic dispersion, it would never be-”

“It’s not impossible.”

Lennok responded, coughing weakly while leaning back in his chair.

Raphael seemed to have regained his senses and shrugged his shoulders, but Lennok ignored him and answered.

“There are beings who can do this purely with magical power alone. There are monsters that are not bound by the concept of the efficiency of changing the nature of magical power...” “

....”

If you look purely at the amount of magical power they possess, there are monsters that are so overwhelming that not even Lennok can catch up with them.

In essence, magical power is a power that is as dependent on time as it is talent.

After reaching level 8, I have never been too concerned about the absolute amount of magical power, but there are monsters that put even Lennok to shame.

Transcendents who have gone crazy for tens of times the time that Lennok has lived and just stop and build up endlessly.

They would be able to wield a transcendent status not only against power generation facilities like this, but also against city-states.

Raphael’s lips turned pale as he muttered those words.

There’s no way he wouldn’t know what kind of status a monster worthy of even talking about like that has in this world.

“So what you said is wrong. That’s what magic theory is. “It is only a consequential study that proves actual magic in the form of theory, and cannot include all exceptions.”

“Isn’t that the same for other disciplines too...!!”

“The moment you forcibly destroy the hierarchy completed under the seven stages of self-transformation and move forward, rules and classifications lose their meaning.”

Lennok turned his attention to the monitor.

“If you create your own rules by adding exceptions upon exceptions... you won’t even know what your standards were in the first place.”

“....”

“And the moment you forget the inner rules like that....”

said Lennok, kicking the electric wire rolling under his feet.

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s my own power to handle it or not.”

The magic power Lenno consumed to turn the entire power plant into a lightning fortress is not even a handful.

It was not Lennok who engulfed the entire fortress with lightning, electrocuted it, and created lightning spirits and machine armies, but a miracle accomplished with the power stored in the power generation facility.

“That’s...”

Raphael’s expression also twitched as he understood how Lennok had fortified the entire power plant.

He, who couldn’t speak in vain, took a deep breath and mumbled.

“That’s not human. “It’s not even life.”

“....”

“At the point of thinking like that, isn’t it already impossible to define it as a living thing...?”

“Maybe so.”

Lennok obediently agreed.

“Forgetting the boundaries of one’s self is, in a sense, the same as losing one’s qualifications as a living being. That is the fundamental cause of the breakdown of many superhumans who have reached level 8.”

“....”

Where is the standard for distinguishing living things from non-living things?

For a superman who can materialize and manipulate his own will, will is the standard.

However, if I continue to use that standard outside of my body and mind, I tend to forget what I am.

Transcending the hierarchy and reaching level 8 means ruling over the concept itself as one’s own law.

That may be why many of the superhumans who have reached level 8 give up their humanity or become unable to endure it and go crazy.

Raphael also seemed to agree with Lennok’s words and closed his mouth with a gloomy expression.

There was a lot of power in demonstrating that it did not end with an explanation but perfectly dealt with the concept itself, transcending hierarchy.

Lennok looked at Raphael and suddenly asked.

“Do you understand why I’m telling you this?”

“...?”

“He was quietly putting off what he had told him to do earlier and was looking over here.”

Lennok smiled creepyly at Raphael, who was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

“It meant that I should finish everything I asked before I go crazy with frustration.”

“Huh huh!!”

Raphael, who immediately forgot about the serious atmosphere until now, quickly ran away.