Chapter 967

The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 967 :

Before learning the Incarnate Art (22) .

Lennok was having a hard time dealing with his alter ego.

Transcendent intuition. Perfect spirit. The wizard’s reason.

Because he has talents and talents that cannot be imitated, he can handle all systems and techniques, but he cannot ‘imitate’ Lennok’s existence.

A low-level clone that couldn’t use magic had no value in the first place, and conversely, it was impossible to even build a high-level clone that projected Lennok himself.

Therefore, the incarnation technique obtained in the military city of Yorta was not Lennok himself, but an incarnation created based on the source of the monk.

It was inevitable because Lennok’s own ego was absolute and could not be invaded by any being.

On the contrary, in order to deal with the incarnation, Lennok’s own consciousness had to be split into two and manipulated every time.

Even if you stay close, it requires a lot of consciousness, but as the distance increases, the cost increases exponentially.

At a point when the distance has increased by kilometers, just maintaining the incarnation actually consumes a huge amount of energy.

For Lennok, who had used various identities at the same time, the Avatar Art was the ability he needed more than anything else.

In return, this is an ability that requires the greatest level of consumption of consciousness and reaction among all the techniques Lennok has learned.

That is why, whenever using an incarnation, the moment and cost had to be carefully calculated.

After completing a thousand battles with Lightning, I moved the incarnate body, which had been in the process of being adjusted according to the natural magic method, again.

He even used the summoning spell to summon the incarnate body and buy time to come down to the underground temple.

Although there has been a long period of deliberation, there is no doubt that this moment is the right time that Lennoc wanted.

“That mask...”

An ominous figure descended on the center of the collapsing underground temple. Dark red eyes flashing beyond the obsidian mask.

The appearance of a man standing as if hanging on an invisible spider’s web and leisurely caressing his gauntlet.

[The design is not my taste. I don’t like the size, either.]

It was clear that the voice had a low tone that could not be guessed, but that there was a faint feeling of satisfaction in the voice.

[As the owner changed, impurities were mixed in. Just holding it makes me feel bad.]

A desperate moment when the ownership of Geumgi Sergeant changes hands.

An unidentified magician who casually entered the battlefield and stole the gauntlet.

But there is no one in Pandemonium who does not know that man.

[Adjustments will be needed to use it.]

“No, Victor!!!”

Ermont, who was crawling on the ground, screamed.

“What on earth are you doing here?!”

[Why can’t I be here?]

Sarak...!!

With just a light gesture toward the ground, Victor’s new model moved gracefully, gliding in the air.

A movement that does not depend on gravity, like walking on a spider web with the body draped over an invisible thread.

He walks with his shadow robe fluttering while holding a dazzling glass-colored gauntlet in one hand.

Dark red eyes flashed under the mask and looked down at the other members.

[You’re asking as if I’m in a place I shouldn’t be.]

“So that’s not it...”

Ermont tried to answer as if it was absurd, but rolled his eyes.

Ermont noticed the archmage looking at him with an expressionless face and slowly changed his stance.

“Of course, isn’t it true that members of the same organization help each other? It’s not strange at all. “I was so happy that I was speechless.”

[....]

“Should I say that seeing it again like this brings tears to my eyes and that I want to pay for my foolish mistakes one by one? Anyway, isn’t good something good?”

Victor quietly looking at the gauntlet without even pretending to listen to Ermont’s words.

Ermont, who was talking for a long time, broke into a cold sweat and started screaming.

“I’m sorry! Help me!!”

[It’s good to be honest.]

“....”

[But everything was wrong from beginning to end.]

Victor sneered, looking down at Ermont.

[I didn’t come to save you guys.]

“...Yes?”

Victor, ignoring Ermont’s retort, took steps toward the magician.

Kugugugugung...!!

The stone pillars that support the temple creak and shake, and a soft resonant sound rings out.

The archmage with his head tilted and the manipulator wearing an obsidian mask stood facing each other across the collapsed sanctuary.

“....”

The two magicians looking at each other in silence in the center of the underground temple where gravity stone fragments vibrate.

Ermont, who only then realized Victor’s purpose, quickly closed his mouth, and Soryu let out a cold breath and hardened his face.

“This is the worst situation. “Of course...”

A magic tower lord with the worst reputation in Balkan and a manipulator with the most special position in Pandemonium.

Although the two people showed actions that should not have any connection with each other, Soryu had an idea about the current situation.

A few months ago, an unprecedented incident occurred in the military city of Yorta when the memorial tower collapsed and curses and vengeful spirits were released.

The fact that Victor may also have been present at the scene where Croken Asillus was pointed out as the culprit.

If that information is true, wouldn’t it be strange for Victor, who contributed to the collapse of Yorta, to be interested in the lightning rod that overturned Machina?

“Victor.”

Maiya must have come to a similar conclusion as Soryu, as she gathered herself from exhaustion and immediately opened her mouth.

“Not here. “Go away.”

[Don’t order me, Maiya Renslit.]

Victor replied coldly, then turned his head and glared at Maiya.

[What kind of advice are you going to give to a subject who is exhausted and struggling?]

“I understand!!”

[Ice Sculpture: Stairs]

Soryu scatters cold air to create a staircase leading to the Blood Gate and builds it up, while Ermont deploys the Jewelry Technique.

[Changnyeongseok (唱玲石): Multiple deployment of magic resonance]

[Ten-faced jade (十面玉): Catalytic transformation]

The ice stairs transformed into solid jewel stairs on the spot, instantly increasing the hardness and strength to the limit.

Kuguaguawa!!!

The ground on the other side of the temple rose diagonally high, surrounding Victor and other members of Pandemonium.

The shape of a jewel staircase that quickly approaches the bloody door on the ceiling.

However, Feisha and Felix, who were standing next to Solidarity, did not just sit there and watch.

“These arrogant bastards are just trying to survive for themselves...!!”

Kwasik!!”

Feisha climbed up next to the jewel stairs, swinging a spear, and ran like crazy with a cute face.

Felix, holding the hammer, swiftly smashes the supports and axles supporting the stairs.

“Holy shit it’s coming!!”

Ermont shouted, looking down at the ground with a terrified expression.

“If you can’t avoid it, you’ll all die!!”

Flash!!

Immediately after, a bright blue spear of lightning shot up from the ground and cut Ermont’s Jewel Stairs diagonally.

A huge thunder spear measuring tens of meters in length rotates counterclockwise and crosses the temple cavity.

Quaaaaaaa!!

A violent thunderstorm flooded the air, instantly burning everything around.

Damn it!!

The staircase, unable to withstand the firepower of the thunder spear, was shattered and split, but the fragments absorbed the impact and temporarily blocked the view.

“Victor, you get on quickly too-”

Ermont hurriedly took out the jewel and increased his magic power, but Victor ignored his words and threw himself between the jewel fragments.

A pitch-black figure falling among dazzling jewel fragments glowing from all directions.

The moment when the obsidian mask swaying between the robes and the archmage’s gaze intersected.

The Archmage smiled and raised his hand.

Don’t miss it!!

A magic circle of blue light exploded, and a conglomerate of lightning surged out.

That monster-like magician even used a magic circle to increase the power of lightning magic.

Soryu, who realized that it was a fire magic that could completely obliterate the temple that Lightning could not use until now, tried to scream.

I stopped breathing when I realized that the glass-colored watercoat was flashing from Victor’s falling fingertips.

[It’s time.]

“...!!!”

The work in the underground temple, which began with an unexpected encounter, ends in an unexpected way and with unexpected results.

What is needed is just one justification to put an end to this situation.

And the means itself was already present from the moment the incarnation was put down.

Victor turned in the air and put his left hand into the glass-colored gauntlet.

Slam!!

At the same time as a soft metallic sound, the gauntlet tightens over the left arm and onto the forearm.

The moment the black magician stretched out from the fingertips pulled the gauntlet and injected magic power into it.

A glass-colored brilliance exploded behind Victor’s head like a halo, sending a soul-shaking shock to his brain.

Whoa!!

[...!!!]

I expected it while watching Maiya use the taboo weapon, but the recoil was beyond my imagination.

Perhaps the soul that resides in this taboo weapon is strongly rejecting the act of using it.

But even so, what was leaking through the obsidian mask was not pain, but closer to an intoxicated whisper.

[Is this what it felt like?]

Piiiiing...!!!

The moment when I pushed my hand all the way to the end of the gauntlet and was forced to take control of it.

The feeling of omnipotence, as if holding the world in one hand, resonates in my mind.

The power to see and touch concepts that are invisible and intangible in this world as if they were real.

A special technique that is said to be the most difficult and special because it deals with the law of intangibility and thoughtlessness.

In that case, he should at least once show the true value of this ability to everyone else watching him.

Kaaaa!!

As I clenched my fist with the glass-colored gauntlet, hundreds of black magic threads were trapped in all directions of the underground temple.

The destination for the magician that fell like rain was not the magician standing on the ground, but the gravity stone fragments located everywhere.

Faba Park!!

The moment the black magician was trapped in the gravity stone fragment, a purple glow came out of the gravity stone and surged through the magician.

The purple light extracted from all over the underground temple through hundreds of magic threads flows through the glass-colored gauntlet and gathers at Victor’s fingertips.

As the purple light rotated, it turned into a round sphere, and the clock began to distort and bend around the sphere.

Wow!!!!

The purple sphere spinning in the hand of the glass-colored gauntlet instantly turned pitch black and absorbed all the surrounding light.

A strange phenomenon, as if a very powerful gravitational force was pulling and crushing everything in all directions.

At the moment when others who witnessed the unknown phenomenon were confused, Maiya, who was the only one who understood the principle, spoke in a trembling voice.

“No way, by extracting the properties of the gravity stone...!!!”

A property that strengthens the gravitational force present in gravity stones.

A manipulation technique that forcibly ‘extracts’ and concentrates the concept and nature itself.

The moment when Maiya realized this and raised her gaze, shouting something.

The tiny black hole that fell from Victor’s hand sucked up all the surrounding light and engulfed the underground temple.