Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 243

Episode 243 Nightmare (4)

The reason Verden came to Roafra in person was not only to make him pay the price for targeting him.

As the ruler of Bintert, who calls himself king, he must have the skills to match. It was also judged to be suitable for testing the newly reached realm of the quasi-transcendent.

Of course, I haven't forgotten my original purpose.

To get rid of Bintert and prevent any more troublesome things from happening.

But of course, even if they only dealt with the king of the underworld, the commotion would not completely die down as if nothing had happened.

Those who have not seen Verden's skills with their own two eyes.

And it was obvious that the remaining remnants of Bintert who did not believe in reality would continue to bother him.

So, we have chosen to launch an all-out war with Loafra as the stage.

By showing an overwhelming power gap, not only Wintert but also his subordinate criminal forces were silenced at once.

It was a kind of mercy to give them a chance to live in the process.

However, it is common for pure intentions not to be conveyed to others. There are things that can only be realized through direct experience.

That's just how the world is.

“Damn, are my ears weird? What? Kneel down for what? Kneel? You’re doing this because you caught that pervert, Luying Costa, before, right now?”

“Kyahahahahahaha! It was strange that only two people came to Roafra. As expected, they were guys with a bunch of screws loose in their heads. There are only a few people here.”

“Wasn’t it stupid to be targeted by Bintert in the first place? If you wanted to live, you’d be begging with your head down. With that face, you’d be sold as a slave for a high price. Oh, is that why you told me to capture you alive?”

“Keep on going, maybe. But those staff and robes look really expensive. Will His Majesty pay for them?”

“But there’s something strange about that magic…….”

The laughter that erupted from all around lingered in the air.

Some people felt an inexplicable thrill, but soon shook it off.

There are only two opponents, and there are hundreds, even thousands, of people targeting him. And they are not just thieves who steal money from people in back alleys.

A force gathered by those in power who have great influence in the underworld.

These are the skilled ones who have been filtered and filtered to win the competition and enter the Winterthurt. It was a natural reaction to look down on them and not think about their own defeat and death.

“But since he’s a lightning wizard, he must have some tricks up his sleeve. Even that Luying Costa guy was wiped out. Well, I’ve already prepared some magic items to prepare for that.”

Terger, one of the powerful men in the east of Loafra, nodded to his entourage with a mocking nod.

“Go and capture him before the others do. He’s a weak wizard, so be careful not to die. And since you didn’t tell us to capture that Galliak alive, just cut off his head and bring it to me.”

“Yes, Terger.”

One by one, they take up their weapons.

Mages and archers took up positions on the roofs of buildings, while warriors wielding melee weapons such as swords, spears, and axes painted the outskirts of the plaza black.

The siege is gradually narrowing.

Verden was still standing in the center of the square.

“Butcher, you may move freely. And kill only those who interfere with your path to the castle of Wintert.”

“……Okay.”

Gaulic nodded obediently.

Even though he was an adventurer who would soon die, he accepted Verden as the leader of the party. He could not help but acknowledge the magical power he felt in that moment.

“Fuck, you’ve become a real monster in just a few months.”

Galeaks muttered and held the falcon in both hands. He rubbed the cold sweat off his palms.

Kuung!

The butcher lunged forward, fangs bared. The scream of death returned as the axe blade, engulfed in red energy, cut through the air.

Verden looked ahead, his gaze averted.

The criminals, unable to hide their laughter, giggled and flicked their swords.

“Look, we can’t run away anyway, so let’s go on good terms. If we fight back and then bleed, it’ll be a loss, right?”

That's right.

You are the ones who rejected it.

Finally, Verden made his move.

Only emotionless gazes could be felt through the transparent walls. He activated the magic circuit with full power and slammed Orient to the ground.

<Terrain Manipulation>

And the underworld began to move.

* * *

Loafra is a land exclusively for humans.

It is a haven for the homeless who dare not roam the world, and a hotbed of the underworld where countless crimes occur at every moment.

Since its creation, it has never allowed any invasion by human or alien species. To the outside world, it may be the worst city, but to some, it is like a baby's cradle.

Tsk tsk tsk. Tsk tsk tsk.

Such a Roafra is splitting up around the square.

The strong earthquake caused countless buildings to collapse, and the familiar back alleys we had walked down until yesterday were shattered into pieces.

The axis of the underworld is twisted to its core.

One of the powerful figures who had fallen to the floor in shock soon opened his eyes wide.

"what's this……."

Everything is changing from moment to moment.

The Loafra they had lived in until now was rippling like waves. It was such an unrealistic sight.

This is not the sea, but an underground city.

Soon, the ground turned upside down and shot upward. The street I was walking on split in half, creating a huge cliff.

A great height where pitch-black darkness reigns.

“Oh, no! Aaaah!”

A slippery mercenary fell into the gap.

The screams were soon drowned out by the loud noise. No one reacted properly to such a death.

Someone did.

When you experience something that transcends your cognition, it's as if your mind becomes a blank slate, unable to think or act.

It was a story that I normally wouldn't care about, but now I couldn't. Everyone gathered near the square was experiencing the same phenomenon.

But it wasn't forever.

The first to come to his senses from the chaos was the powerful wizard Thorman, who shouted.

“Stop that wizard… Asher right now! No, kill him!”

It is a precise judgment worthy of a wizard.

Certainly, if we stop Verden, the strange phenomena occurring in Loafra will disappear.

However, Thor's abilities were lacking.

Because I couldn't sense the magical power I felt from Verden, and I had forgotten my original purpose of capturing him. It was a problem of mental strength.

And it was the same for everyone else.

“Didn’t you hear what I said? Kill him! I said kill him!”

"yes yes!"

The men immediately aimed their weapons.

Because I had lost my sense of reality, I reacted reflexively to the command. It was a movement that was an expression of my usual habits.

That was it.

“What are you doing instead of shooting right now……!”

Only Thor, who turned his head, flinched.

There were no men there. Only corpses impaled on thorns rising from the ground were visible.

A cool breeze brushed the back of my neck.

“Okay, okay, wait a minute───”

Crunch.

Something flew in and pierced Thorman's chest.

Blood gushed out with belated pain. It was only a moment before his vision went dark. Starting with him, screams began to pour out from all over the place.

However, no one has surrendered yet.

Verden tilted his head inwardly.

'It's different from what I expected.'

I thought it would come out around this time.

Is it because of his strong loyalty to Wintert? Or perhaps it is his fear of the King of the Underworld.

Whatever it was, it was stronger than I thought.

Well, it's their choice so I just respect it.

Verden walking through the ruined dark district.

The castle of Vintert, visible in the distance, gradually came closer.

* * *

Marco was a former knight.

An ordinary knight who was loyal to a certain baron. He was also a poor man who was dismissed due to his superiors taking responsibility for him.

But even so, a knight was a knight.

Naturally, he could handle the sword and could also use swordsmanship that seemed plausible. His skills were just enough to make a living off of swords.

Marco, who had been wandering around looking for a place to settle down, settled down in Loafra.

Rather than living outside as a mercenary, I decided it was better to live among people, even if it was a den of criminals.

My experience as a knight was of great help.

He caught the eye of a powerful person and entered the organization, and he felt a certain sense of satisfaction. He only engaged in sword fights with enemy organizations, but his income was much higher than what he had received in the past.

A vast underground city.

Marco has lived faithfully as a member of the street community.

His world is being destroyed.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh……!”

The sword has already been thrown away. The cumbersome breastplate has also been taken off.

It was an expensive item, but it was not a time to waste it or feel sorry about it. The pressure of not running or dying made Marco move.

The scenery of Loafra came into view.

“Save me! Save meeeeeeeee!”

“Gyaaaah!”

The earth swallows the living.

He was licking his lips as if he were still alive. As if there wasn't enough, a gap opened up under the feet of another victim.

A similar scream was heard in my ear again.

Marco just ran.

The woman who had just passed by, Madame Cherrydam, shouted.

“You little wizards! Please do something!”

“Oh, I see!”

The wizards created magic.

They hid inside the building, built walls, and surrounded themselves with curtains to protect themselves. Only then did the madam and the magicians feel relieved.

But it was meaningless.

Kwaaaaang!

The earth exploded.

The building and the curtain were torn apart like sheets of paper, and the people inside were slaughtered. Only the bloodstains scattered around whispered that someone had been here.

'Please, please, please… … !'

Marco gritted his teeth and ran.

Suddenly, the body of Terger, a powerful man, fell to the ground, battered and dead, from the rubble of a collapsed building.

“Hahahahahaha! Asher, you crazy wizard bastard! Just how strong have you gotten?!”

Gaulic spread his arms and smiled brightly.

Blood dripped down from the day of the slaughter, soaking the back of his hand. As if such filth did not matter, the butcher twisted the corners of his mouth like a madman and kicked the floor with all his might.

Kwajijijik!

A half-cut corpse floated into the air at the location he was facing.

“Ugh, ugh……!”

Marco ran desperately.

Emotions welled up in my chest. I was so scared I thought I would go crazy. Most of the survivors were like that.

The will to fight, the desire to live, and the greed disappeared without a trace, and the only focus was on survival.

But in the meantime, no one knelt down.

The reason was simple.

Because I didn't believe Verden's words at all.

Who would sit still and kneel in this hell that is collapsing in real time? Unless they are crazy, they would choose to run away, even if it is just a little bit farther away.

Loyalty to Wintert? Fear? That kind of thing has long since disappeared.

It was at that time.

Among the survivors, there was a group that stood up to fear.

“Hey, Asher! Just kill that bastard!”

“Even if you block it with magic or something, approach it somehow and kill it! If you want to live, kill it!”

The courage was truly splendid.

Resistance fighters who fought against incomprehensible disasters without despairing. Perhaps, I had a little bit of a feeling that they might be able to do it.

Marco turned his head slightly.

The warriors disappeared into the rising cloud of dust. Immediately afterwards, a terrible crashing sound was heard, and then the sound suddenly stopped.

Hwaaaaah!

A storm arose and the dust cleared.

Those who had been alive and breathing until just before had collapsed, becoming one with the rubble. Verden was walking among them.

A wall containing a blue abyss faced Marco.

“Huh!”

A moment of breath that stopped.

Marco was so surprised that he tripped on a rock and fell over.

It didn't hurt, but I couldn't stand up. My body and soul were shaking on their own. The best I could do was just keep my upper body upright.

“……!!”

Thud, thud.

The being that had caused this terrible disaster was approaching. An indescribable fear ran down my spine.

Marco shook his head reflexively.

“I was wrong……! I was wrong! I won’t be seen again, never again, so please spare my life……!!!”

I prayed earnestly with all my might.

But even so, Verden did not stop.

Marco's eyes shook violently.

'Am I… … going to die now? Like the people who just died?'

Tears flowed down my face without me knowing.

It was not the time to save face, even though he was a former knight. His heart was already as broken as it could be.

If this is a dream, I wish I could wake up soon, Marco cried silently.

“……?”

But as time passed, the pain did not come back.

I wondered if he had died in the meantime… … but I still felt it. The floor of the Loafra, cracked and cracked, came into view through my blurred vision from tears.

Marco raised his head cautiously.

The sound of footsteps that had come so close to my nose became distant. Verden, who was wearing a platinum robe, was also moving away.

“Uh… Huh?”

Did you save me? Why?

Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but none of them fit. Then suddenly Marco looked at him.

A cowardly figure, crouching on one's knees.

no way.

“It was true that if you don’t want to die, you should kneel…?”

There is no other reason.

No matter how I thought about it, it was like that.

The strength left Marco's body.

Anyway, a sense of relief at having survived washed over me. I felt like I could faint at any moment, but I couldn't.

If you lose your balance midway, you might die.

"ah……."

Marco looked up at the sky.

The shattered Roafra loomed at the edge of my vision. I still hoped it was a dream… … but what I saw was stark reality.

The cruel nightmare was also a reality.

Kwaaaaang!

A loud explosion struck my eardrums.

As I blankly rolled my eyes, I saw the huge gate had collapsed miserably.

Wintert and Loafra are collapsing.

Marco quietly folded his hands.

I prayed to a god I normally wouldn't even seek out.

"please……!"

Please put an end to this nightmare.