Chapter 936

The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 936

Anathema (10)

Pajik!

The moment the lightning from Lennok’s fingertips struck the apostle between the eyes.

The thunderbolt, which rotated violently like a tightened screw, exploded behind his head, emitting a tremendous amount of light.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The brilliance of the bright blue lightning that fills the inside of the earth’s sphere and surges.

At the center of the light, a young man in a black coat turned around with an expressionless face.

Whoop!!

Dropping the ampoule syringe bottle he was holding in his hand, he chews the elixir with his mouth and swallows it.

Lennok is shown with a bandage with ancient writing on his wrist and a transparent tube inserted near his heart.

At that moment, Anathema’s low whisper rang out amidst the blazing lightning.

[It’s so pathetic.]

“....”

[Even with such intelligence and talent, does it take such meticulous work to enter the battlefield?]

thud!!

I stand up, using my bare body to withstand the light from the lightning that struck between my eyes.

Anathema’s eyes fell on the wizard, over the cracked and split earth armor.

[It is not a destiny or a blessing that holds your life. The talent that is not allowed in the human body is probably referring to you.]

“It might seem that way.”

Cheek!!

said Lennok, who snapped his fingers and lit the candle.

“It’s been a while since I caught an apostle, so it took me some time to prepare.”

[It’s been a while....]

Anathema’s eyes narrowed.

[You speak as if you have dealt with an apostle before.]

“If you don’t put in the effort to catch it, you end up using a lot of effort after killing it.”

Lennok said as he raised his magic power and observed the flow of the magic circuit under his wrist.

“Especially considering the deals that are at stake in this fight right now, it was necessary to deal with you as cleanly as possible as you are under the protection of the cult leader.”

[These are outrageous words. However, if you have brought this fight this far with your own body, you have the right to say that.]

Ana Theme nodded gently.

[I admit it. The glory of the magic you wielded was most disturbing to me, and the heat of the spell was more painful than anything else.]

“....”

[The decision to choose the moment to end the game by firing spells at the vanguard was truly brave, but... there is one thing you did not understand.]

Damn it!!

said Anatheme, pointing to the earth sphere beneath his feet.

[This sphere surrounding you and yourself is not a form of giving up the fight to increase the power of the Apostle Art. Rather, its true value is completely opposite.]

The ceiling of the sphere, which is being completed in real time, gradually narrows the gap.

The moment when the occasionally glimpsed night sky was obscured and Lennok and Anathema’s new form was completely surrounded by a sphere.

Anathema’s eyes widened for the first time.

[A duel arena to determine victory or defeat, excluding all external intervention. The prison created solely for the sake of conversing with the enemy is the battlefield surrounding you and me.]

Damn it...!!!

At the same time as those words were spoken, small cracks appeared in the six apostles’ bodies and they began to break down little by little.

The apostle’s body, exhausted from the ceaseless fierce battle, cracked like the bark of a tree and fell off, repeatedly shedding its skin.

[I will not say that your judgment is wrong.]

thud!!

The one who walked out from inside the cracked skin was Anathema herself, who appeared on the altar in her first incarnation.

[A gap created by the two vanguards who risked their lives. This is the first large-scale spell cast while fixating the body. It must have been judged that this was the only moment when the true body of the Apostle, who had assimilated with the earth, became vulnerable.]

“....”

[However, he judged that there would be no progress in this battlefield without killing you from the beginning. That’s why I made it look like I was only focused on completely dominating the battlefield, using apostolic techniques to create tsunamis and change the terrain. And finally like this-]

thud!

Anathema, standing in front of Lennok, whispered in a slow tone.

[I made the bird carrying the lightning land in my hand.]

It is true that Anathema suffered damage from the progressive painkiller that Feisha thrust into her.

However, Anathema was neither excited nor angry despite the blow that pierced her body and soul at the same time.

Instead, she increases her own roll and pretends to focus on activating large-scale spells, revealing the gap. She was waiting for Lenok.

This wizard, who has been controlling the battlefield according to his will until now, must be convinced that he designed the loophole that Anatheme revealed.

He will definitely try to achieve a result of confidence here, even if it means taking the initiative himself.

Therefore, Anathema staged a decisive battle using the apostle technique, pretending to use a large-scale terrain change technique.

As soon as Lennok appeared and used lightning magic, he built a temporary sanctuary and closed off the battlefield.

[This is my victory, wizard.]

Whoop!!

The Six Apostles grab Lennok’s collar at an invisible speed.

Anathema spoke slowly, looking at Lennok, who was lifted up without even being able to resist.

[The superiority and inferiority of techniques, the logic of battle, and the battle of strategies are all superior to this Anathema.]

“....”

[Even after I was completed as an apostle, I proved that I was not a beast that was intoxicated with power and had erroneous judgment. Surpassing even the great wizard consumed by ignorance-]

“know.”

[...what?]

“I knew what the last apostle technique you would use was.”

Lennok’s expressionless gaze looked down at Anathema.

“That’s why I didn’t interfere. “It was my wish to build a battlefield isolated from the outside world.”

Kwaaaaaaa!!!

Before he could finish his words, Anathema grabbed Lennok by the collar and pinned him to the ground.

Just by twisting his wrist and drawing up his magic power, the ground crumbled and ripples rippled down the wall.

But the moment Anathema realized that human blood and flesh could not be seen beneath the crushed ground.

“The mystery of the six apostles who manipulate the surrounding land to isolate time and space.”

Lennok, who appeared behind Anathema, said as he extinguished the tobacco he was holding by rubbing it against the wall.

“Among the abilities of the sixth apostle, it is the most unrelated to direct combat, but is therefore the most powerful.”

The battlefield created using the Apostolic Art is a simple sanctuary created for the purpose of isolating and confining only the opponent and himself.

Although it is not an ability that directly helps in battle, the durability of the battlefield raised by using it as a restraint is truly beyond imagination.

The battleground used by the previous six apostles at the Well of the Handbook was brief, but it was enough to tie up the feet of the ascendant and stall for time.

Lennok had already recognized this when Anathema began constructing the battlefield.

Anatame, who sensed that this was just a precursor to the next destruction technique, let out a roar.

[Ooooooooo!!!!!!!]

“Six Gods and Thunder.”

Lennoc, stepping on Anathema’s shoulder and pointing to her forehead, let out a cold chant.

“Grief.”

Damn it!!

At that moment, a strange noise rang out from the center of the six-pointed castle, and Anathema’s complexion changed completely.

A crack in space exploded within Anathema’s body, and immediately after, Anathema also used the Apostle Art with all her might.

At the same time as the pillar of light soared, Anathema’s body was shattered and scattered like an explosion in all directions of the battlefield.

Kwaaaaaa!!!!

An intense thunder light that passes through the center of the earth sphere.

The battlefield, which had withstood even the handbook’s seizure for a moment, was shaking like crazy as if it would break through at any moment.

A six-pronged grief that causes the six-pronged lightning that penetrates the target’s body to collide and split the entire space from its center.

As a result, it is a new extreme magic created by Lennok that has reached level 8, capable of interfering with space.

There is a condition that requires prior chanting and that six spells must be forcibly fused through a designated declaration.

Its power is enough to crush space with just a pure collision of electricity.

However, Lennok did not withdraw his magic even after seeing Anatheme’s body exploded before his eyes.

This is because the body of the apostle, which exploded in all directions immediately after the six-reliance grief hit, came together like puzzle pieces and took shape.

“Did they intentionally split my body and throw it in all directions right before the space rift hit?”

Lennok laughed, ruffling his hair as he realized how Anatheme had avoided six trusts.

“Now that the nobles in the center have become apostles, they are using all kinds of strange tricks. “Can something that self-destructs and then regenerates be called a living thing?”

[Even after the fall of Arsnova, the world is still wide and full of geniuses.]

Anathema, who regenerated her body in an instant, muttered, unable to hide her admiration.

[It is truly amazing that a magician who uses such extreme combat techniques has reached the level of a great wizard...!]

The only thing protecting the wizard’s body is a minimal shield placed over the skin.

All of the magic Lennoc had chanted in battle so far was an offensive magic aimed at completely destroying the apostle’s body.

He repels Anathema’s attack with a destruction technique and continues chanting new magic from there.

By replacing all mutual attacks with attacks, they continuously accumulate damage and break down the opponent’s defenses.

Even the moment he notices him and tries to counterattack, he uses it as part of psychological warfare and uses high-level magic that requires prior chanting to hit him.

Even the brief moment in which the enemy’s perception of Lennok changes is split to the limit and used as a technique.

An extreme tightrope walk to involve one’s will in almost every battle that follows on the battlefield and not to lose the initiative.

It is a tactic close to gambling where you have to sacrifice your life in vain the moment you fail even once.

Nevertheless, the inaction shown by the wizard in front of me was so intense that it could not even be compared to the previous two Changshas.

[Did you find the light of transcendence at the end of a battle that surpassed mortal limits?]

Upon realizing this, Anathema’s eyes sank deeper than before.

[I understand why a human species that did not participate in the civil war carries the evil name of a blood-crazed wizard.]

“Perhaps because they have experience in fighting, the fight is much more troublesome than I thought.”

Lennok said, tilting his head back with a tired look.

At the point when Six Trust Grief failed to hit the target, there was a significant amount of magical power wasted pointlessly.

Anathema may not be wasted as he has repeatedly self-destructed and regenerated, but he is under the protection of the cult leader.

“You can use the Apostle Art skillfully, but I can’t believe you’re already using my body like a tool...”

Lennok’s transcendent intuition and combat experience look beyond the limits of the species.

There is virtually no opponent who can beat Lennok in a battle of numbers and psychological warfare that transcends the concepts of prediction and foresight.

Most of the enemies Lennok has faced so far either don’t even recognize it or are defeated even if they understand it.

However, as soon as Anathema realized that she was losing in a battle with Lennok, she changed direction.

Even if he gets hit by Lennok’s magic, he believes in his own durability and will not be defeated in the attack or defense.

The calculation of not giving up an opportunity to attack even if it means losing out in a battle of numbers and suffering losses is not something that just anyone can do.

If he had to prioritize and abandon the enemy in front of him, he would even give up his own body and exclude it.

This may be possible because Anathema herself is an outstanding warrior and a soldier who has crossed countless lines of fire in war.

“Contrary to your chatty tone, your mindset is closer to that of a soldier. Since you have just become an apostle, you will be free from madness for the time being, right?”

Kugoogung!!

Lennok laughed as he struck the falling rock with a lightning bolt.

“As expected, if I send you out here alive, things will be a hassle.”

[That’s not wrong. When this fight is over, I will become stronger than before.]

Anatheme laughed along with him and slowly raised his magic power.

[Now that I have thrown off the shackles of exile and incarnation, I have the confidence to experience and grow from everything in this world. That must be the reason He gave me His blessing.]

“....”

[I will be reborn as a completely different being than before, looking back on all the things I urgently handled while running out of time to maintain my presence. And once the curse of banishment is completely removed...]

thud!!

Anathema, standing in front of Lennok, whispered.

[I guess I should go back to Arsnova.]

“As expected, that was the reason why we joined hands with the church.”

Lennok nodded his head.

“What on earth is left in the central city that makes everyone want to go in?”

I know that Arsnova’s civilization and technology have become so advanced that they cannot be compared to other cities.

Gyebaek Aurel Silford. Even the feat of artificially creating a failed ascendant was proof of what level the central city had reached.

But what remains in that destroyed city that makes everyone looking for answers on the continent yearn to go beyond the veil?

A question that no one has been able to answer because of the ban.

It wasn’t a question Lennok was expecting an answer to either, but surprisingly, Anathema answered.

[A great legacy that can change fate lies there.]

“...Legacy?”

[Kaise’s failure is only the result of hastening its destruction. Therefore, I do not blame him for his failure.]

Anatheme’s gaze seemed to leave the enemy in front of him and look into the distance, as if he was recalling his own memories through Lennok’s question.

[Because our great homeland was already heading towards destruction. It was decided from the moment all the miracles and magic tricks that could have been attempted failed.]

“....”

[Only the emperor had the answer to the following, which does not exist. But who truly believed that was the answer?]

“No way, you...”

Anathema speaks without any hesitation about the project and Arsnova.

From that free answer that he had never heard from others, Lennok realized why the religious leader had made Anathema an apostle.

After the fall of Arsnova, Anathema’s name gained a new meaning.

Contradictory cause and effect that bloomed in a twisted fate.

Alkaid, a long-lived species of Kundara, a nobleman of Arsnova, involved in the Black Consumer Project.

This traitor was not bound by the absolute [prohibition] that all of them could not avoid.