Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 230

Episode 230: The turning point (3)

High heat and light come closer.

The administrator, who stood still and watched the meteor, displayed the intuition of the Demon King. He analyzed the magic in the flow where each second was split into dozens of moments.

'A destructive magic made solely of magical power.'

It does not have any elemental properties.

However, it was difficult to see it as a type of magic manipulation like <Arcane>.

The manager became even more vigilant.

Then a gray light, like the base of a meteor, appeared, like a constellation.

In other words, since it is an attribute that does not exist before, it must be magic, and it is clear that the sphere of magical power is magic derived from that magic.

'Were you hiding your power against me?'

Eyes engraved with a magic circle.

And even an unidentified magic sword.

The manager twisted the corner of his mouth.

It's annoying and yet fun. Who would try to hide their means against the Demon King? It feels fresh, if not unfamiliar.

Of course, that was about it.

The manager raised his right arm.

The space resonated as the meteor and my palm met. I grabbed his hand without paying any attention. The administrator's magical power penetrated the meteor in an instant.

As soon as I twisted my wrist, the meteor was torn to pieces and disintegrated.

────!

There were flashes and explosions along the way, but none of them reached the manager.

Even without a protective shield, magic made up of only magical power is useless to the Magic King, the founder of <Arcane>.

<Physical Amplification>

At that moment, Verden, who had emerged from the light, approached.

He targeted the regeneration time of the protective shield. Dozens of stone shards created around him poured down indiscriminately.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a wizard charge at the Demon King.”

Hwaaaaak!

The rock fragments shattered from the shockwave caused by the administrator's magical power release. Verden's immediate magical eye was activated.

<Ground Maiden>

The shattered fragments were reconstructed.

They turned into tiny rock spikes and rushed towards the manager again. A magical chain of events occurred before he could even blink.

Before he knew it, Verden was within arm's reach of the manager.

<Arcane: Magic Fusion>

The white staff pulsates.

The magic was so concentrated that it was eerie. When the manager struck the staff down from above, the aftereffect alone shattered the magic.

Verden also swung Orient, concentrating his magical power. A shockwave with gravity added to it swept towards the front.

Kwaaaaang!

The staff clashed with each other.

Kak. Kak. The metal screamed again and again. A sharp pain struck his arm, as if it were going to break. All he could do was hold on so that his posture wouldn't collapse, but Verden didn't panic.

From the moment the shield was broken until this moment.

Because I predicted what the manager would do and it went as planned.

Now, there is no wall between the two.

<Confusion>

The chaos magic that defeated the black magician, Viola of the White Bone.

A dark blue wave spread out from Verden and engulfed the manager and the surroundings. The pressure felt beyond Orient disappeared.

As the light fades, Verden stands where the manager had been.

Despite such a shock, the scenery of the management office, including the gray throne, did not change at all. Durability beyond the realm of understanding.

Verden looked sideways.

The distance is about thirty steps. A white wizard appears at the same eye level.

The manager looked at his left hand.

There were no wounds, but the sleeves were partially scorched. He said with a blank laugh as if he found it ridiculous.

“Since ancient times, magicians who wanted to exert influence on the magical world improved their magic and created numerous magics that others could use. In this way, magicians were able to possess a variety of abilities that were different from before as time passed. In this way, the magical world developed.”

“…….”

“But the magic that reminded me of the falling star just now, although it was clearly a magic that originated from magic, showed no signs of improvement at all. You clearly couldn’t develop magic.”

It's as if I inherited someone else's magic.

Even looking at the memories of the Demon King, there was no such case.

“And the last magic has lightning, fire, and gravity properties combined. Its power is derived from extracting only the characteristics of each magic. This is impossible with the formula of synthetic magic. It seems like it was created using some kind of artifact.”

Just once.

As soon as the administrator saw the secret method, he immediately understood its logic. It was an incomprehensible understanding and insight into magic.

The manager pointed to the eyes.

“And those eyes. Not only can you create magic from a distance, but you can even skip the magic calculations. My body has seen beings with strange eyes before, but this is the first time you’ve seen one like this.”

Strange eyes?

“……Is there anyone else besides me who has eyes like this?”

“As you know, there are many people in this world who are special, and among them, there are those who have special eyes. However, there has never been anyone with eyes as extraordinary as yours. It doesn’t seem to be a special trait, but what is your name?”

“First of all, I named it Ma-an.”

“Ma-an. The eye of magic. Yes, it’s intuitive and suits you.”

The manager nodded and continued speaking.

“The original manager’s principle is to deal with intruders efficiently. No matter how great the main body is, the clone cannot exist forever. It is not possible to waste magical power every time. I have kept to that principle and fulfilled my duties up until now.”

but.

“Even if you are merely an incarnation of the Dark Lord, you, the wizard, have definitely reached me. Even if it is only a blemish on your robe. Therefore, as my true personality desires, I will also show my power as the Dark Lord.”

The manager waved his arm.

The burned sleeve returned to its original state. To the clone, the outer appearance was not something real, but something created by magic.

“……!”

At the same time, the momentum changed.

If he had been overbearing and violent before, he was now creepily cold.

The magical power that emanates from the manager has changed.

Like his eyes, they were a mixture of calm blue and brilliant gold.

Verden clenched his jaw.

The hand holding the Orient naturally gained strength.

'It's finally coming.'

Oldark Ruin Arcanad.

Beneath his title of Demon King flows a river of blood. It is the trace left by those who were his enemies in the past.

No one dared to protest.

A being that has reached the pinnacle of elemental magic.

Before he was called the Demon King, he was called this in the world.

A living natural disaster, a magician of change.

His element is like a natural disaster.

The manager raised his left arm.

His staff took aim at the challenger.

Verden, who lowered his posture, increased his concentration.

You shouldn't move rashly. You should not take the player, but respond accurately to the manager's magic. If you make a mistake, you will die.

The atmosphere is slowly boiling.

A moment of tingling as if a nerve has been pierced by a needle.

<Hellfire>

Seven tiers of flames stretched out in a cone shape, burning the space.

* * *

At the age of 9, while working as a porter at the Tower of Light, Robelin gave him two books as a gift.

Both were about the Demon King, one was a picture book mostly with pictures, and the other was a history book full of text.

Already fascinated by magic, Verden was more interested in history books than fairy tales, and read books whenever he had free time, such as before resting or going to bed.

As each day passed, I learned more about the Dark Lord. I saw what great feats he had accomplished and how many great legends he had created.

After reading it once, Verden thought:

───I also want to become a wizard like the Demon King.

It was a childish dream.

A dream too ambitious for a child who couldn't even become a decent wizard. Still, at the time, he was happy in his own way.

Verden wished every time he slept.

Please let me fulfill my dream of becoming a wizard, which I had always wanted to become. Among them was the vain wish of meeting the Demon King.

It was a small wish to hear about his great life directly.

That's what it was like.

'As expected, dreams and reality are different.'

Kwakwakwakwang!

A chain of explosions occurred behind the flying Berden.

I flipped over sharply, turning in the opposite direction. As I stepped onto the ceiling, a storm of rocks began to rise up from below.

String.

Verden's eyes flashed.

<Gravity Collapse>

Temporarily disrupted gravity and disintegrated magic.

Immediately afterwards, he activated <Reverse Gravity> under his feet and quickly fell to the ground. A prison made of lightning covered the spot where he was.

Verden, who had created a wind and slowed down, landed on the ground.

“It was a clean move, young wizard. I wonder how you will respond to this magic.”

A gray throne on the stairs.

The manager who had regained his position raised his staff high. A small sun appeared above his head. The bright red light that filled the manager's office rushed toward Verden.

<Meteor>

I hesitated in the approaching heat.

Cold sweat evaporates and the hairs on your head stand on end. Even a graze, let alone a hit, would kill you instantly, and even being swept away by the shock wave would result in serious injury.

'Is this the end of enduring with bare hands?'

The Wizard's Regret.

The light of magic enveloped Verden.

<Barrier of Elements>

<Pure Coat>

<Protection>

Elemental resistance, magic resistance, physical resistance.

Resistance was maximized with the bestowal magic.

I tried to be as frugal as possible because of the limited time, but there was nothing I could do. Then, I struck the ground and created a protective shield with physical and fire resistance centered on the three primary colors.

───Kwaaaaaaaang!

The meteor has struck.

A blazing shock wave came.

“Tch……!”

The shield was shattered.

The regenerated automatic magic barrier was also destroyed. Verden, who was thrown out, barely managed to brake. In the black smoke, his vision was blurred and he could hear tinnitus.

I feel like my organs are tangled.

The gastric juice that had risen to the Adam's apple slowly subsided.

'Still, this is the best result.'

Because if we weren't careful, we almost wouldn't even have found the body.

There is definitely a big gap in equipment.

In addition, the combined computational speed of Maan and Verden means that managers who handle high-level positions do not have a significant advantage.

In the grand scheme of things, Verden was doing well.

'It's worth a try.'

The manager's presence has weakened.

He must have consumed a lot of magical power because of the attack. You can tell because he is a clone made of magical power.

This is a magic battle of tightrope walking, focusing on offsetting the opponent's magical power and enduring with your body what they are unable to dodge.

If they made a mistake, it would be the end, but this was the strategy with the highest chance of success for Verden.

“Yes, a thorough war of attrition. That would certainly be the best option for you. And it would be possible because you are none other than yourself. The coping skills and judgment you showed just before were excellent.”

The manager pulled his arm.

“Then how about this?”

<Industrial Complex>

A purple blade flew from the staff drawing the trajectory of the crescent moon.

A destructive magic that boasts absolute physical destructive power even among the space series. The terrible prediction will even divide the soul.

'You must avoid it at all costs.'

Blocking it is out of the question.

The moment it touches you, magic or whatever will be cut off.

Verden performed acrobatics to dodge the blade.

Just as he was about to relax, he felt a magical force from in front and behind him. A purple gap opened in the air. The industrial complex that had been hiding inside it appeared again in front of Verden.

'Spatial movement… …?!'

It is not an area that can be predicted by senses.

I twisted my body instinctively. My body screamed at the forced movement.

Choaaaah!

A sharp pain came, as if my back was being torn apart.

Verden, who had fallen down, staggered and regained his balance. The regret of the split wizard. Blood flowed from his side and dripped down his legs.

“Ugh…….”

It's not a fatal wound, but there is severe bleeding.

It is difficult to support the wound with fire because of the equipment. After making a decision, Verden immediately applied cold air to stop the bleeding.

It took about 3 seconds to recognize the injury and apply first aid. It was a short time, but it was also a long time for the strong.

Verden turned his head.

Thud, thud.

The manager walks down the stairs.

His presence has been further diminished in exchange for using the highest attribute, spatial magic, but he still seems to have plenty of potential.

“Wasn’t that just now the opportunity?”

“As you know, spatial magic causes a huge backlash to the caster. That’s why it is implemented through magical items, artifacts, and magic circles. If it were the main body, it wouldn’t have any effect, but for me, who is just a clone, it is a huge burden.”

The manager reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Of course, as an administrator, I would have tried to exclude you no matter what. However, as the magic war continues, the personality of the Dark Lord, which is my foundation, whispers to me. It tells me to deal with you as the Dark Lord, not as an administrator. It seems that it has been stimulated by your presence.”

“…….”

“I have no choice but to follow. Well, it’s an instinct that a clone cannot resist. Because whatever the Demon King desires becomes what I desire.”

Kuung.

The floor shook.

“Young wizard, there is still something you have hidden. So show it to me. If you do not wish to leave behind nothingness after death.”

That's arrogant.

But it makes sense. The being before your eyes is a great strong being who has been permitted to do so.

Verden took a deep breath.

'It will be difficult to maintain this war of attrition any longer.'

That must mean that the manager came down.

So, we have no choice but to replace the remaining desperate measures with the prepared alternative.

Verden's eyes sparkled as he made up his mind.

He rushed towards the manager and grabbed Orient with both hands.

From long distance to close range.

It is a necessary recklessness, even though death seems imminent.

To kill the administrator.