Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 258

Episode 258 Dream (3)

<Nightmare of the Strange>, a magic prepared by Silis to kill Leonil and his entourage.

Trapped in a dark, confined space, their minds become worn down over time and they eventually betray each other.

Second rank in the Royal Court Magician's Order, Rachel.

He was born into a wealthy family, and his parents were also very wealthy and lived well until they died in old age.

It is a great blessing to enjoy the blessings bestowed by the goddess Luas.

Rachel was a devoted daughter who asked a bishop of the Lutheran Church to pray for her parents and held a magnificent funeral for them.

At least within his family.

Rachel has lived a life in which she has had no particular shortcomings.

With a huge fortune on his back, he traveled to many countries and gained knowledge, and eventually became one of the three most powerful people in the court magic group.

Thanks to this, my hands were stained with blood from countless magical studies, but no one held me accountable. No one came to me with a grudge.

Rachel was in that position and was part of that group.

'It was like that… … .'

Rachel stared blankly at Heinel, who was one seat behind her.

The image of her, her superior, tearing her mother to pieces with magic flashes before my eyes.

A memory that didn't exist was firmly engraved in my mind. I shook my head vigorously, but instead of forgetting it, it became clearer.

'What the heck is this memory!'

Rachel, who was confused, took a step back.

Leonil appeared in my sight as I turned my head with great effort.

The strongest being in the kingdom and the only one Rachel fears.

Before he could do anything, memories of him burning his father alive came to him forcibly.

"ah……!"

It was a long time since I heard that longing voice… The scream it made pierced my eardrums.

A terrible scream echoes incessantly from the flames that suddenly rise up right before your nose.

The red father, who had struggled through the red sea and whose entire body was peeled off, approached me, staggering like an undead.

And said.

───My son, take revenge on the author.

“Squeak… Shut up…!”

Rachel grabbed her face.

Crunch. The fingernails dug into the skin.

Hot blood ran down my face. I tried to deny the memories and emotions, but I couldn't control it.

My parents' voices crossed.

───Kill, die, kill, die, kill, die, kill, die.

Whispers touch the soul.

It was hard to bear it any longer.

This revenge.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Rachel cried out and aimed her cane at Heynel.

As I was calculating my magic and raising my magical power, a brilliant staff flew in from the side.

Boom! Rachel rolled on the floor after being hit in the face.

He slowly raised his head, caressing his swollen cheek. Leonie, who had regained her sense of reason, reflected a fierce expression on her face.

“I’m disappointed, Rachel.”

“Ah…… I’m sorry, Your Majesty!”

“Tsk, it’s useless.”

Leonie clicked her tongue and turned her head.

The subordinates who were confused by the magic power he released widely came to their senses. If you shock them like this, they will improve, but… … the intervals are gradually shortening.

'If we continue like this, we'll all go crazy.'

Leonie bit her lip.

I have been studying the heart of a witch, but this is the first time I have encountered a witch's magic like this.

This dark space seemed to be immune to physical damage, as even his flames seemed to be undamaged.

Still, it was clear that this unknown magic could not last forever.

In this world, the only thing that allows the word infinity is the power source of the Magic Tower.

“Ugh…….”

Leonie touched his temple.

He too could not escape the ravages of nightmare.

Memories and emotions I have never experienced well up inside me, whispering to me to kill all the other wizards.

'Are we causing division between each other?'

It's a terrible mental magic.

Who would have thought that even a magician of the 6th rank would be threatened?

It was unknown when Silis inherited the witch's powers, or when she began preparing this kind of magic.

It was full of things I couldn't understand.

Anyway, we can't just let this happen.

Helplessness was not a word that suited Leonil.

But there is no way out of this darkness… … .

'No, there is.'

Leonie's eyes lit up.

I immediately took the witch's heart out of the space bag.

Thump, thump.

The pulse that I have felt countless times is transmitted through my sense of touch.

Although the elves we have kidnapped so far have been completely processed into items by sacrificing them, they cannot be used as is.

'You must connect this heart to me.'

In the process, a magical circuit with a special characteristic is required.

Also, to transplant a heart normally, a prepared operating table and personnel are needed… … but this is a problem that cannot be solved right away.

So, we have no choice but to resort to alternatives.

Yeah, there's nothing I can do.

“Heynel.”

“Go, Your Majesty?”

Leonil grabbed Heynel's shoulder.

She blinked, seeming embarrassed by the warm touch.

“It was like that when you joined the court magicians. You will become my servant, so grant me the honor, power, and strength that befits that title.”

“Yes……? Oh, yes, that’s right…….”

Heynel had a strong desire for power.

She has been supporting Leonil and living a life that even the most noble people would not dare to enjoy.

No less than the top rank in the court magician group.

Because he was the second in command among them, including Leonil.

Heynel's present and future were virtually guaranteed.

With the kingdom as a shield, he conducts magical research without any restrictions until his death.

Even if it means betraying humanity.

For a moment, my hair stood on end.

Heinel carefully lowered his gaze and saw the crystal.

I don't know what this heart-beating blue crystal is, but I do know that Leonie has been hanging on to it for a long time.

'And for him───'

Heynel's eyes widened as if they were going to tear apart.

“You, no way……!”

“I didn’t want to do this, but I can’t help it.”

Leonie looked regretful.

An attitude that left no room for change. She immediately struck his hand away and began to resist by activating her magic circuit.

Honestly, I thought this might happen, since people with special traits are so rare.

So Heynel set his heart on finding another holder, and so far he has offered several wizards to Leonil.

'So I'm going to die as a test subject? Don't make me laugh… … !!'

It's a feeling of betrayal and all.

Heinel struggled to survive, calculating magic without hesitation. He must have suffered damage as well, since he caught the player.

As a 5th-tier special trait magician, she was strong.

But there was no change.

Leonil's flames poured out sharply.

Even if it was the 5th, 6th, and 1st ranks, the gap in power was overwhelming. The time that could be endured was only for a short while.

Heinel, whose skin and muscles were burned all over his body, fell to the floor with a raspy breath.

“I will remember your sacrifice.”

Leonil took out a metal stake and drove it into Heynel's body.

A total of six: a head, two arms, two legs, and a heart. Special artifacts that were personally modified and made portable.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

When the device was activated, Heinel's magic resistance was temporarily removed.

<Telekinesis> grabbed hold of the things that were spread throughout his body and pulled them up. Blue bundles of nerves like plant stems emerged from inside his torn body.

A magical circuit with a unique trait.

'Ignore the side effects.'

Leonil wrapped a magic circuit around his staff and the right arm that held him.

Then, he manipulated the magical power with his left hand and performed the transplant.

The heat generated by the magic was stinging. Soon, the circuit wrapped tightly around the staff, attaching itself to the right arm and rooting itself near the heart.

Kyaang!

Removed the staff's jewel.

It was a very expensive item, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I immediately put the witch's heart in that empty space.

As they linked their magical powers, the two hearts began to resonate.

Heart pounding.

“Koooop?!”

Leonie vomited blood.

He twisted his body and desperately endured the excruciating pain that felt like his entire body would burst. Blood flowed out of his eyes where the blood vessels had burst.

Just as everything was getting quiet, flames burst out from Leonil.

The maddening flames warmly and gently enveloped my skin, my muscles, my bones, my soul.

"iced coffee……."

There is no doubt.

It was clear that this was the 'awakening' phenomenon that he had longed for. It was proof that he had reached a state beyond human beings, and a welcoming ceremony to celebrate it.

“Ha, ha, finally……! Yes, finally!!!”

Leonie covered his face with his left hand.

Amplified power, the feeling of stepping on a boundary that could never be crossed! The experiment that took a long time and effort ended in success.

He finally achieved his dream and said, wiping away tears of blood.

“Everyone, wake up.”

"omg!"

Leonil's strengthened presence weighed on the space.

The court wizards who had been attacking each other due to nightmares suddenly came to their senses.

And I saw.

The sight of Heinel's brutally murdered body and Leonil's jubilant expression.

Fearful gazes gathered around Leonie, but he paid no attention. He simply stroked the blue crystal and nodded.

“Aha, I see. So that’s how you handle it.”

Leonil swung his staff lightly.

The witch's heart glowed, illuminating the darkness of the nightmare.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Part of the dream that had held them captive had collapsed.

“Hmm, the princess who became a witch.”

Leonie muttered quietly.

He smiled as if a good idea had occurred to him and headed out without hesitation. He had already forgotten about Heinel's existence.

* * *

There are two ways to escape from the <Nightmare of Falsehood>.

Either wait for the duration to end, or have all of those in the nightmare use their strong will to destroy the nightmare itself.

The former was not one of them.

The magic's duration is still far from over.

But it couldn't be said for sure that it was the latter.

Even if Leonil had killed all the other wizards, Silis believed that his mental power would not be enough to overcome the nightmare.

<Nightmare of the Strange> was the best magic that was concluded after considering all possibilities.

'But to escape from the magic.'

And that's not all.

Even in this world made up of <Nightmare of the Irregular>, he managed to regain his true form.

More than the appearance of the gray-haired wizard, this situation was extremely disconcerting. It was an unexpected variable.

Silis' expression distorted.

“Leonil, how did you……!”

“How so? To put it simply, it’s all thanks to Remien.”

Leonil shook his staff.

The blue gem connected to his body, with a heartbeat audible, flashed.

“Surely not, Mother’s───”

heart.

Silis' eyes widened and he clenched his fists tightly.

Blood flowed out as his nails dug into his palm. He gathered his magic power as if he was going to kill the bastard at any moment.

But I couldn't move rashly.

Because the aura I felt from Leonie was so unfamiliar and threatening.

Verden also sensed him.

'Is the author Leonil?'

Contrary to what I've heard, his appearance is a mess, but that doesn't mean he's a bad person.

If Silis couldn't handle it, I could have just handled it myself as planned, but… … there was one problem.

A presence that I just couldn't get over grabbed me by the ankles.

"hmm?"

Suddenly Leonil turned his gaze to Verden.

He stared quietly, then, as if trying to figure out who it was, he stroked his beard that had grown to his chest.

“Ah, you’re that Asher. You were complaining that Grond couldn’t find you even after searching through mouse holes, and now you’re stuck with the princess?”

I have no intention of answering.

Verden asked in return.

“I thought the limit hierarchy was 6th level. Did you reach the state of transcendence with that heart?”

"transcendence……?"

A look of shock appeared in Silis' eyes.

Leonie smiled brightly, as if she was quite happy to be recognized.

“Oh, that feels really good.”

* * *

During the war with the Republic, Leonil was a lower-ranking magician.

Although he wasn't a captain like he is now, his position was virtually certain since the upper rank was a full 6 levels above him.

However, since he had not yet reached the peak, he could not change the course of the war on his own. He could take care of himself.

Then I came across Leonil.

About the existence of a witch who amplifies magical powers.

I have seen with my own eyes how wizards with powers that were not commensurate with their level have turned the tide of battle.

A magical item that any wizard would desire.

I wanted to get my hands on them all if possible, but I couldn't.

Because the new prime minister, who was in charge of witch research, and all the wizards and materials related to him disappeared as if they had evaporated.

“But I didn’t give up. I continued my research under the orders of the King of Estyria. But as you know, I didn’t see any results. Even though I tore the queen apart, and destroyed the Rubinellian Dukes. Even though I went as far as to discontinue the experiment… I didn’t stop.”

Leonil secretly stole the heart, the source of magical power, and studied it.

As time passed, he went through the ranks of the 6th rank lieutenant and reached the top, becoming a captain. After that, after another 4 years of agony, he finally found a clue.

The hierarchy is a realm based on magical power.

In other words, the hypothesis is that if one can amplify magical power, it may be possible to forcibly move up the hierarchy.

“The goal is not to amplify magic power, but to amplify hierarchy.”

It was more feasible to use the witch's body to create a magic booster.

The hypothesis that Leonil designed was ultimately to connect the witch's heart to the wizard's heart.

“But it wasn’t enough on my own. So I revealed the truth to the king and asked for his support directly. Oh, of course, I didn’t say anything to increase my rank, but to continue the new prime minister’s research. He was very pleased. He was more delighted by the fact that he had stolen the queen’s heart than by the fact that he could regain the military force he had acquired during the war.”

Leonie looked at Silis and sneered.

“Your father, the King of Estyria, was gullible without a doubt. He was easy to exploit because he was so foolish and obsessed with the empty title of a conqueror. This is the result.”

Amplified from tier 6 to tier 7.

Leonil is now a 7th-tier wizard, or in other words, has reached the state of transcendence. At least while he holds this staff.

“Hahaha, how long have I waited for this moment… As a wizard, Asher, you would know.”

“…….”

“I am a transcendent being. A true transcendent being who has overcome and surpassed the established limits! No longer will the arrogant Dark Warton’s magic tower master, no other transcendent being, no one in the world look down on me! And I will reign over the world like them.”

Leonil continued.

“Poor princess, I forgive you for daring to trap me, even though it is truly shameful. I understand your justification, especially since you have the blood and memories of a witch. I don’t know how it was possible, but give up your impossible revenge and join me. If you do so, I will do my best to prosper the witch’s bloodline.”

“Shut your mouth!”

Silis stretched out his hand with an evil look on his face.

I tried to twist his mind and cause him pain, but there was no response.

Tragically, it was the heart of her beloved mother that protected Leonie's spirit.

“Hmm, he’s smart, but he’s a bit stupid, like his father. Well, that’s good. I guess I’ll have to convince him about this part. And───”

Leonil's eyes looked straight at Verden.

“You don’t really need it anymore, but… the magical circuits of those with special traits are so rare, it would be a good idea to keep them for the future.”

“You’re overly confident.”

Magical power surged within the walls of Verden.

Leonie, who had been blinking, burst into laughter with a face of disbelief.

“Hahahahaha! Who would dare say such things, being overconfident? It was a funny overreaction in its own way, but it would be too embarrassing for me, a transcendent being, to deal with a small-time person like you.”

Leonil waved his staff.

The air shattered like shards of glass, and the court magicians emerged from within. Powerful men who, like Leonil, had been trapped in nightmares.

Thanks to Leonil, they were freed from the influence of nightmares and were able to have a physical form in this mental realm.

“Hold it cleanly. Don’t damage the magic circuit.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The firm command was deeply engraved in the wizards' minds.

Immediately afterwards, the space where Leonil and Silis were twisted into a spiral, and the two disappeared as if they were sucked in.

It seems that this world, built as a spiritual realm, was manipulated by the witch's heart. It was not directly affected by Verden himself, so there was no room for intervention.

'When catching a bastard, the first priority is to prevent him from running away.'

I kept one point in mind.

It was surprising that Leonil had become a transcendent being, but that was it. Naturally, he had no feelings of fear.

'By the way, it's just leftovers… … .'

I never thought I'd hear something like that now.

It was more funny than unpleasant.

Even though he became a transcendent being through an unusual means, he was so overwhelmed with emotion that his vision was blurred and he couldn't even properly gauge the level of his opponent.

Verden regained consciousness after finishing his thoughts.

The court magicians moved in an orderly manner, surrounding the area without any gaps. Each staff and wand was aimed at a single person.

Verden looked at him and grabbed Orient.