Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 246

Episode 246: The King of the Underworld (3)

Kwakwakwakwakwakwang!

A series of elemental bombardments struck Grond.

It fires multiple sword blasts, deploys a protective shield from Floated, and withstands with Insider’s full body armor, but it can only hold out for so long.

From the moment Verden revealed his magic, Grond was pushed back without being able to take a single step forward.

That was the moment when my weight shifted forward.

“What……?!”

My balance was upset by a huge rock flying from behind me.

The eyes of the reverse sky are not restricted by space. Grond, who failed to realize this fact, staggered in confusion.

Spears of lava rushing in from the front and blades of gravity forming from the side block your escape.

The magic pouring in from all directions without even a moment’s delay exceeded Grond’s ability to cope.

Phew!

Physical force assaults the entire body.

The gray carpet was torn to shreds, and the throne collapsed as Grond was thrown back, dropping to one knee and leaning on the debris.

‘I can’t believe it.’

He who rules Loafra is being pushed out.

Even without a chance to do anything, the opponent was still displaying a vast amount of magical power.

Nothing made sense.

What if that magical bombardment continues? Even if the artifact can withstand it, the shock will build up little by little.

In addition, stamina is consumed in real time in exchange for operating three artifacts.

Uduk. I clenched my molars hard.

The plot is flowing strangely. If only we had the artifact, killing the wizard should have been easy.

Verden looked down at Grond.

There was cold ridicule in that gaze.

“Is this all?”

“Shut up before I rip your mouth off!”

“It seems you still don’t realize it.”

The significance of equipment is that it adds power to your skills.

Controlling the power of the weapon is one of the most basic things a wearer can do.

But Grond is being swayed by artifacts.

Of course, it would be effective against most opponents since it uses three artifacts, but it actually brought about a regressive result against strong opponents who are immune to artifacts.

No matter how strong Verden was, it was pathetic that he still relied on artifacts to find a breakthrough.

The Demon King’s Laboratory.

When Verden briefly ascended to the level of transcendence through reverse magic, the administrator was also pushed back by Verden’s magic sword and magic eye, but he quickly found a solution.

He allowed magic and changed the stage to a close combat that was advantageous to him. This was not simply a matter of strength or weakness.

‘In other words, the difference in experience.’

Grond has never fought a high-level powerhouse to the death.

At best, he would have fought against beings of the same or lower level. The fact that he was locked in a cave called Loafra and acted as if he were the ruler was proof of this.

“Am I wrong?”

“…….”

Grond’s breathing became ragged at Verden’s words.

My anger boiled over and I felt an indescribable sense of humiliation fill my heart.

‘Dare, dare, dare… …!’

Kkwaduk.

Grond’s fingers dug into the rubble.

I absolutely could not tolerate it.

How did you manage to rise to this position after ruling Loafra for decades, only to be taken down by a sorcerer who was supposed to be your prey? To be ridiculed like this?

I can’t admit it. I shouldn’t have admitted it.

I could never accept that my opponent was a higher being.

I will kill you without fail.

I’ll rip that bastard in front of me to pieces right now.

It will be proven again.

I won’t think about the future until I find out who the Grond Veil Di Baladis is, who rules over the underworld of Loafra, Wintert.

A fighting game.

Grond forcibly injected energy into the heart.

His heartbeat grew stronger, and the energy flowing through his veins began to fill him with strength. Grond’s body, with its veins bulging, leaned forward.

Furious eyes flashing through the slits of his helmet.

The floor was crushed by the extreme strength of the attack. The physical abilities gained in exchange for putting a strain on the heart were completely different from what they had been used to.

This was not all of Grond’s numbers.

“Eyes of fantasy, I offer my life here and now!”

The starting word of the artifact.

The gap in Insert’s full-body armor near his chest opened. Green light filled the audience room.

The pupil of the insert.

A hidden ability that allows you to create countless clones with the same power as your main body. In return, your lifespan is reduced, but that was in the future.

Dozens of Gronds rushed towards Verden from all directions.

There is no way to avoid it.

The sword of that clone is also a real thing. Soon, a blue sword energy extended from the demon sword and erupted like an active volcano.

‘I won.’

Grond was confident.

It would be impossible for anyone to stop his power.

That was when.

A golden light flashed from Verden.

Ainver’s second performance, Gaean.

No illusions can be entertained by the owner.

Hwaaaaah!

The clones exposed to the light all disappeared at once.

Insert’s full body armor faced Ainver. Kwasik. Insert’s pupils were crushed and split open, losing their function.

It was Ainver’s revenge.

Grond’s eyes widened.

‘You took away the welcome? How on earth?!’

I didn’t understand, but I didn’t stop.

Even so, it has already entered the realm of the situation.

Grond grabbed the magic sword with both hands and pulled his waist.

An extreme skill that only a select few warriors can display, Jeolgi (絕技). Up until now, no human who has seen this skill has survived.

But Grond is mistaken.

Up until now, Verden had only intentionally joined in on Grond’s battles. He had never faced him with the same force as he had when he faced the Administrator.

But now there is nothing more to experience or see.

Verden changed his mind.

Not by drawing out the opponent’s power, but by annihilating the opponent.

‘It is a wizard’s basic ability to change the stage to one that is more advantageous to him.’

A gravitational field is formed centered around Orient.

Kuuuuung!

Without hesitation, he thrust it into the center of the audience room. Then, a dark purple light burst out from below and a great power spread out.

One of the magics that Verden created as a semi-transcendent when he was taught <Arcane> by the administrator.

A portent of disaster.

<Cataclysm>

For a moment, the entire space was in an uproar.

Within moments, a dark light burst out and the upper part of the palace, including the audience room, exploded.

* * *

The outskirts of the Ash Kingdom.

A battlefield was unfolding here too.

Phew!

The day of destruction split the sky.

Taking a step forward, Gaulic used the weight to strike again with a flashy and reckless blow.

Draken twisted his leg to dodge and opened up some distance. The sword strike he swung in the meantime sliced ​​through Gauliak’s forearm.

“Fuck, I got cut again.”

The Gauls complained.

The Butcher, his armor broken and stained red with the blood flowing out of him, didn’t even show that he had a single wound.

The fallen adventurer standing on the other side, Drakeen, was clean.

He was skilled at agile movements, so none of the relatively heavy attacks reached him. He was out of breath, but his condition was much better than that of Gauliak.

Drakeen flicked his sword.

The blood that was left was scattered into the air.

“As you can see with your own eyes, the result is obvious. Do you still want to fight even though you know that? If you run away, I won’t chase you.”

“You little shit, X. It’s worth a try, so why would I run away?”

“What is there to do?”

“Now I’m sure.”

Knock knock.

Gaulic cleared his throat.

“You’re a tricky little rat, to be sure, but you’re neither sharp nor deadly. Bloodblade, she went for my throat with a single blow. What does that mean, in other words?”

The butcher’s eyes sparkled with murderous intent.

“That girl was special, and you are at the level of a typical Mithril-grade adventurer. That’s my conclusion. So if I beat you, it would be proof that I have reached the Mithril-grade level in terms of skill. Right?”

It’s not worth responding.

Drakeen charged forward with his eyes narrowed.

Kaaaaang! Kang! Choaaaak!

Sparks flew between the blades.

Blood that felt hot soaked my skin. As we exchanged blows without retreating an inch, Gauliak’s eyes flashed.

Shredding powder.

The whey comes flying like a guillotine.

Drake saw the path and let his skills flow.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his arm and aimed for Gauliak’s head. The sword slash that passed by cut his cheek and blood flowed out.

At that moment, Gaulic twisted his waist.

The axe blade swept forward. Counter. Drakeen blocked it by twisting his sword and was thrown back.

The heavy feel of the hand for the first time.

Gaulic rubbed his face and wiped the blood away.

“As expected. Now I can’t even dodge properly, so I guess you have no stamina?”

“…….”

Drake regulated his breathing.

It was certainly as he said.

Although his physical abilities were enhanced thanks to the drugs compared to his days as an adventurer, his stamina had decreased because he had been in fierce battles for a long time.

He lacks cardiopulmonary capacity. This is because he has settled in the underworld.

‘It is clear that the author’s level is below mine.’

But in terms of physical strength, the Butcher had the upper hand.

Even with such injuries, he still rages like a bull and still burns with fighting spirit. His tenacity far exceeded Drakeen’s expectations.

‘If you drag it any further, it’s dangerous.’

Drakeen’s eyes sank.

Sigh. The air scraped and dug deep into my lungs. For a moment, my whole body felt energized.

Drake slid forward and shot forward.

Hwaaaaak!

Gaulic, his fangs bared, threw down his falchion and one-handed axe. A weapon engulfed in red energy that cut through the air fiercely.

It was ambiguous to avoid by cleverly leaving a time gap.

Drakeen showed off his skills.

Flow velocity.

The curved sword leaves an afterimage.

The trajectory of the weapon thrown by Gauliak was slightly off-target. Drakeen, who had reached within arm’s reach, swung his arm.

At that moment.

A red glow enveloped the butcher’s large body.

Fortress.

A new skill that enhances physical endurance, learned after defeating the Lamenting Knights with Verden in the past.

He raised his right shoulder and extended his left hand to the side.

Drakeen’s blow dug into his shoulder and palm at the same time. The blow aimed for his neck was rendered useless.

Galeaak laughed, looking at Drakeen’s bewildered expression.

“Now you’re done for.”

“……!”

Drake tried to pull out his sword.

But it couldn’t be done. The raised muscles were holding the blade tightly.

‘What, this ignorant───’

Gaulic moved his arm.

He grabbed Drakeen by the collar and charged forward, shouting.

“Yaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The Gallicans have the upper hand in strength. There is no way out.

───Kwaaaaang!

Two men were trapped at the inner gate.

“Ugh!”

A shock that felt like my head was going to burst.

As if it was just the beginning, Gaulic threw his fist. The sound of muscles breaking and bones twisting echoed.

In the midst of all this, Drakeen pulled out his sword.

He swung desperately, but Gaulic blocked the blow with his mouth. The edge of his lip that had touched the blade was torn.

That face was madness itself.

“This…… is…… crazy……!”

Do you know that now?

Gaulic snatched the sword away from his opponent and grabbed his head. He twisted his entire body and threw him sideways with all his might.

Part of the wall collapsed under the tremendous force.

Drakeen’s body was sprawled on the floor. He was alive, but he couldn’t move a finger. The ceiling of Loafra was reflected in his blank eyes.

“Ah, X is so hard.”

The Gauls also sank.

Although my body was weak due to the blood loss, I felt very good. I had defeated the former Mithril adventurer. That was the only fact that mattered.

Drakeen said, panting.

“You won……but the result is the same. You don’t know the monster……. That wizard cannot defeat the king of the underworld.”

“You still say that even after getting hit. Didn’t you say earlier that you would beat me?”

“Because that’s the culprit……”

“The culprit, the culprit from earlier. F**k, should I have just broken his mouth open first?”

Gaulic spat out blood-tinged saliva and poured the potion he had hidden in his bosom on himself. Sharp pain erupted from his wound.

It may not be a complete cure, but it will at least act as a hemostatic.

“Drakeken?”

I raised my head at the sound of the voice.

Robert and Guile.

The head of the entire security force in Wintert seemed surprised by the sight of Drakeen. Then, the two men turned their gazes to Galliak.

“Gauliac? Why are you here?”

“I don’t know, Inma. Ask that kid.”

Gaulic sighed and waved his hand.

I held the heavy rock tightly. I was incredibly tired, but I had no intention of just sitting there and taking the hit.

“…….”

Robert watched the situation.

She still didn’t fully understand what was happening in Loafra, because everyone was out of their minds.

‘Drake is also covered in wounds.’

To find out the whole story, we must capture the intruder, Gauliac.

Surely he wouldn’t have devastated Loafra on his own.

Robert nodded.

“Gail, capture that man…….”

At that moment, I felt an unprecedented power.

As everyone’s eyes turned to the sky, the upper part of the gray castle collapsed with a tremendous noise.

Amid the shattered debris, the figure of a man is visible.

A familiar silhouette.

The three men, excluding Gaulic, were perplexed.

“……your majesty?”

The king of the underworld is falling.

* * *

Kwaaaaaaaang!

Grond fell to the ground and exhaled.

The impact of falling from the top of the castle was not a big deal, but the magic that caused the castle to collapse was of enormous power. It was enough to damage part of Insider’s full-body armor.

But thanks to that, I was able to avoid a fatal injury.

Grond stood up, staggering, using his magic sword as a staff. When he raised his head, he met Verden’s eyes floating in the sky.

Verden examined Grond’s armor.

‘It certainly won’t be possible to break through it with any magic.’

Even though it was swept up in the <Great Cataclysm>, it looks like it’s moving normally.

If you simply continue to bombard it with magic, you might be able to destroy it, but… … it would be a huge waste of time, let alone magic power.

‘I have the newly acquired ‘Holy Spirit Magic’, but… … .’

Verden shook his head inwardly.

I didn’t intend to show off my desperate measures to deal with the Transcendent here. It would affect the entire Loafra, but Grond wasn’t a strong enough opponent.

Anyway, I have a method in mind.

In the first place, the castle was destroyed and the stage was changed for that purpose.

Verden’s eyes gazed into the lake.

Shuhwaaaaah!

The giant water pillars rise up and merge into one. Thanks to the disappearance of Grond’s domain, magic moves more easily than before.

A huge window of water formed above the head.

Numerous skeletal remains were seen bobbing in the exposed lake bottom.

<Elementalization>

The chosen one is ice attribute.

As I slowly drew the orient, the water began to freeze. I even used the fake Ring of the Cold as a polarity to enhance its power.

‘The Demon Sword Cedence breaks the array of magical power.’

However, it is impossible to instantly destroy magic that has a clearer physical form, such as ice. That was the weakness of the magic sword.

The shadow of a huge iceberg was cast.

Everyone living in Loafra turned their gaze to the sky. They watched the unrealistic sight of a lake floating in the air, becoming a window of ice.

Finally, the magic was completed.

<Glaciers>

A spell is cast to kill just one person.

Grond couldn’t even think about escaping the pressure that was gradually coming closer. It was an overwhelming size that didn’t even allow him to think about it.

He clenched his fist and shouted at himself with all his might.

“Don’t make me laugh!”

Grond didn’t give up.

That huge ice is just magic after all.

The fight is still ongoing.

Grond, with his legs strengthened, soared into the sky and unleashed his unfinished skills.

Season, destruction.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

A blue blast of dark energy several meters across collided with the iceberg.

Grond’s season not only disrupts power, but completely disperses it. He also holds a magic sword in his hand that cuts magic.

“Floated!”

Floated flew in and supported Grond’s back.

It gives me strength to output from behind and not get pushed out.

Damn it.

As the skirmish continued, the tip of the Glacier collapsed. Starting from there, a huge crack began to form in the center of the iceberg.

A glimmer of hope appeared on Grond’s face.

Verden was purely amazed.

‘That’s definitely a great technique.’

It can withstand immense mass and resist magic.

Is that the term used by those who have awakened their spirit? If the current situation continues, the ice window may eventually be cut in two.

But a tightly pulled string will break even at the slightest crack.

Verden pulled the orient.

Although most of my focus is on achieving <Glaciers>, I still have the ability to use 1st tier magic.

If you maintain <Elementalization>, you cannot use other types of magic, but you can still simply release magical power.

Hwaaaaak!

Verden stretched out his orient. A small amount of magic power added strength to the huge iceberg. That alone was enough.

It only took a moment for the perfect balance to be broken.

“……?!”

Woodduck.

Grond’s finger, which was supporting the magic sword, broke.

The body could not support the weight. At the same time, the sword energy dispersed and disappeared, and the demon sword Cedence was thrown far below and flew away.

A cold breeze blew in front of my nose.

Grond’s cloudy golden eyes grew wide as if they were going to burst. The word defeat naturally came to mind.

“Nonsense───”

Kuung.

The iceberg crashes down, crushing Gronde.

Magic that fell into the inner walls of the Ashen Palace.

The whole of Loafra was greatly shaken by its power.