Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 298

Episode 298: Understanding (3)

Baloch's compulsory magic circle is the pinnacle of action restriction.

From the moment the magical power is firmly rooted in the body, the caster is granted the power to follow the caster's commands.

The consciousness remains, but it has no particular meaning.

Pain is life's defense mechanism.

It is to exploit this instinctive fear that the Collateral was created.

The pain varies depending on the intensity of the resistance, but the maximum is no less than soul-crushing. It is similar to an invisible iron core piercing through the bones, muscles, and nerves.

This is the story of Berden, who rebelled fiercely over and over again.

But the downsides are clear.

That not all actions can be enforced.

No, the command itself is possible, but the ego suffers great damage due to the overload, and it collapses like a doll with its strings cut.

In other words, it is a complete loss of subjectivity.

All of this stops, including unconscious breathing, rapid heartbeat, and movement of organs.

The caster commands each and every one of them, and if they are not in harmony, death will occur in an instant.

Of course, even if you save it by any means, there is no benefit to it.

All that happened was that efficiency fell to rock bottom compared to before.

Balok Besias, who achieved rapid growth in the Bohemian Tower. As someone who pursues efficiency, this is a side effect that he cannot ignore.

Verden perfectly exploited the loophole in such a forced magic circle, and seized the opportunity to create a reversal.

“…….”

I looked at the magic circle, recalling past memories.

There is no particular element that is exposed above the skin.

Because that's usually the case for those with high innate magical resistance.

Since no outsider can tell what the magic circle is anyway, it is likely to be seen as a tattoo or some kind of mark.

When a PC dies, it naturally disappears.

What caught Verden's attention was something else.

'There is something hidden.'

As soon as the question arose, I put my left hand up.

I sensed the unpleasant magic of Balok and felt his insides being torn apart. I went up the line of magic that was taking hold in between.

After a while, I could tell what the strange feeling was.

'One more forced magic circle on the head… …?'

A forced magic circle engraved on the skull and upper body.

They resonate with each other and send very subtle magical energy throughout the body.

I've been in the unofficial labs of the Tower for a long time, but I can say for certain that I've never seen anything like this.

What is the purpose of this structure?

Verden's reflections continued.

A genius understanding of magic.

A moment of intuition brought out several candidates from countless sources of knowledge, and consciousness and calculation were added to produce the most reasonable answer.

Disadvantages of forced magic circles.

Baloch Besias' choice to overcome this is… … .

“……Mind control.”

I looked at the structure again with a new perspective.

The magic circle in the skull is taking control of the head, including the brain.

And the magic circle engraved on the upper body spreads its influence throughout the body as if it were acting as a central axis.

It seems similar to black magic that controls the mind by breaking down resistance, but it is completely different.

'This is worse than that.'

As Verden thought, in order to establish this type of magic circle, the inside of the PC would have to be made almost like a blank sheet of paper.

Not only that, but any slight resistance before the magic circle takes root will result in failure.

That's too much for even a normal human being.

Unless you literally wiped your mind.

But there is a finished work right before my eyes.

And he is controlling the mind of no one else but this strong man. It is clear that he has a stronger mind than most people.

“Baloch… what on earth have you done?”

Verden's eyes were filled with astonishment.

* * *

Adrian's eyes were fixed on the ground.

In the memories that I had repeated dozens, hundreds of times, the same magic circle that Baloch had used was spread out.

It's the same as before.

You are suppressing your body and restraining yourself.

'Baloch.'

Adrian remembers.

'Baloch Besias.'

Don't forget.

A promise to kill him someday.

But the feelings from that time do not reach the present.

All unnecessary emotions were distorted and transformed into compulsion, and only the mental power that had been contained penetrated the consciousness and unconsciousness.

[Kill all witnesses.]

The mission resonates within me.

Adrian just raised his gaze.

There is a target that needs to be killed right in front of you.

A wall is staring at me with something complex in it. It doesn't matter what it means.

You have to figure out how to kill it.

‘… …magic circle.’

In my right eye, a magic circle of some kind was clearly floating around, but it had now disappeared. As the staff floating in the sky began to emit a rainbow-colored light,

The battle continued until just before.

From his experience so far, Adrian has sought answers.

Bizarrely fast magical calculations.

Those eyes must definitely have something to do with the staff.

'The moment the magic circle appeared in front of your eyes, the magic was activated at the location your gaze was directed at.'

It's an absurd ability. That's why I was sure of it.

There must be obvious limitations or great burdens in using the eyes. And the light of that staff is a tool to alleviate such side effects.

There is only one answer.

The path has already been set.

Uduk. I clenched my teeth as if they were going to break, and concentrated.

It's a magic circle that I've experienced several times already.

As it was so familiar that I was sick of it, I thought about ways to break it in the past.

No trial and error required.

We have to do it here and now. Just once.

“……!”

It was at that moment that Verden sensed something strange.

Adrian, who had been suppressed, raised his head and suddenly exploded with energy.

Kwajijijijik!

The imprisonment was destroyed.

The same goes for the gravity chains that were holding both arms back.

There was some pain as his muscles and bones twisted, but it didn't matter. Adrian's mental strength made it possible.

Murderous intent in the eyes.

Adrian swung his arms, and Verden, who had read the orbit, twisted his body.

But that's not what I meant.

───Kaaaaang!

A rusty sword pierced through the air and struck Orient.

Naturally, as the <Aurora Realm> was released, thick darkness came. Immediately after, Adrian spun around and kicked Berden in the stomach.

It bounced off the impact, but there was no damage.

When it comes to striking, Ainver's physical resistance is solid.

Verden regained his center with <Flight>.

Adrian pursued furiously, catching the falling sword and swinging it. At the same time, Orient returned and was caught in Verden's hand.

<Lightning attribute granting>

The stage is a collapsed forest.

The sword and staff clashed, sending sparks flying.

Lightning travels through metal.

Adrian tried his best to suppress his trembling body.

'It has to end here.'

I barely made it.

You have to hold on and hang on.

Kaang! Kaaang! Kagagagagagak!

Adrian's attacks poured down like a storm.

It's not as fast as before, but it's getting faster.

The electric shock is completely ignored.

Verden, whose physical abilities had been enhanced with magic, was gradually finding it difficult to keep up.

Crackling.

Verden's Eye has been activated.

The moment the microscopic current flow was directed straight ahead, Adrian managed to avoid it by lowering his posture extremely low.

He didn't miss the opportunity and raised his sword using his lower body.

The target was the neck.

It was one of the mistakes.

It was surprising that he avoided the eye, but the plan was too obvious.

Verden tilted his head slightly.

He then swung Orient with added rotational force. Charged magic. The shockwave released from the rune struck Adrian's side.

“Huh?!”

Kuung───Kududuk!

He raised his arms and legs and scratched the ground.

He hit his chest hard with the pommel, clearing his blocked airway.

A magical bombardment fell on him. Dozens of giant water droplets, reinforced by gravity, destroyed the forest and the ground.

However, none of them hit Adrian properly.

Intention, not mistake.

Verden touched the ground towards Orient.

'You must never kill.'

Things have changed.

As long as you are under the control of the compulsory magic circle, you cannot become an enemy. Therefore, powerful magic that can cause fatal damage is prohibited.

However, it is difficult to just hold on to it.

He is tenacious and sensitive enough to detect Ma-an's weaknesses and counterattack. He even went so far as to destroy the Imprisoner with his own body.

'It is clear that you have experience with Baloch's magic circle.'

In other words, the magic circle is not the best method.

It is impossible to control one's mind and make them faint.

There is no time to destroy it right now.

In the first place, we don't even know if it's possible.

Even if Verden hadn't been against the law, he wouldn't have been able to dispel the magic circle that Baloch had personally carved.

Well then, there is only one way.

'Temporarily suspends the function of the compulsory magic circle.'

The understanding of the structure has already been completed.

It is possible to interfere by digging into the magic thread, but it takes some time. During that time, the opponent must be completely incapacitated so that they cannot do anything.

'So I have no choice but to break the limbs.'

Treatment comes later.

Verden, who had made a decision, gathered his magic power.

<Terrain Manipulation>

A barrier that is tens of meters high and long.

As he pushed forward strongly, the terrain shifted. It curved and flowed as if to surround Adrian.

Kugugugugugu!

The earth is coming.

Adrian, who was barely standing, looked ahead.

'… … strong.'

Handle powerful magic as if breathing.

The magical power is endless and shows no bottom, and it does not show any signs of difficulty while calculating such magic.

It is different from the transcendent.

It is overwhelming in another sense.

Even if it was him in the past, he wouldn't have won.

So what should we do?

Is it all about giving up and accepting defeat?

For a moment my vision became blurry.

Memories of the past were replayed before my eyes.

I asked one day.

───Master, what should I do if I meet an opponent I can't defeat no matter how hard I try?

───Then I guess I have to lose.

The Master answered the common question sharply. Adrian, who was not yet twenty, frowned.

───Even if your life is at stake?

───Most fights are a matter of life and death, Adrian. Even a mere goblin is the same. He may be an easy opponent to you, but he's putting his life on the line. So let me ask you, how can a goblin beat you?

Of course not.

There is a gap that can never be bridged.

But I didn't stop because it wasn't the answer I wanted.

───… … Even if there is a reason why you cannot die, do you still have to die?

───Then is there anything else you can do? All you can do is give it your all.

───Then, if I meet a transcendent being, I must die.

───Transcendent… … .

The master stroked his chin.

───Transcendent beings are those who have transcended the boundaries of species. They rule over the world, and even if they are absolute, they are by no means lacking. Just like the sky above.

I slowly raised my head.

I saw white clouds and blue sky.

───Then isn't the answer simple?

───Yes?

───Cut the sky. Adrian, you can do it.

The teacher smiled brightly, pointing to the sky.

It was my confidence and belief that he would definitely be able to reach it.

Adrian was his pride.

But I lost everything.

'It's my fault.'

Kneel before the transcendent.

It was his first defeat, and he eventually fell without being able to cut the sky. And the price he had to pay was not only for himself, but also for his master.

His end is still unclear.

So what will be the second thing taken away?

I'm scared because I can't even guess. So I won't think about it. I don't have to give up. I'm still holding the sword in my hand.

Kwaaaaang!

Adrian charged, leaving footprints on the ground.

Don't avoid it. You have no choice.

It's either death or victory. If adding power to power isn't enough, I'll pour in more.

“Ewww!”

He gathered all his strength and shouted.

Kwaaaaang!

Even after colliding with the earth barrier, Adrian did not stop. He swung his sword and split the barrier with one blow, then moved forward.

Season, intensification

A technique that cannot be performed with current skills.

Because of that, it felt like my whole body was burning, but I had to endure it.

Failure is not tolerated.

I will never be defeated again.

A purple afterimage remains vivid.

Although the shape is not visible, the path is a straight line because only speed was pursued.

So stopping it is simple.

It would be over if we blew up the area or poured magic into that orbit.

'If you do that, the author will die.'

It is against the purpose.

So Verden did not avoid it. He thought of a number of cases where he could survive, based on his opponent's power.

<Elementalization>

The attribute was chosen as gravity. A dark purple aura enveloped the body.

When Verden, who had become the ruler of the elements, concentrated his magical power into the Jewel of Orient, two overlapping rings of gravity were formed.

Things of the same nature repel and produce a repulsive force.

The magic of anti-gravity realized with infinite magic.

Immediately after, they came into each other's range.

Moved at the same time.

Sword strikes from above and magic rising from below.

Kwaaaa …

A blast of air blew through the surrounding area, piercing the eardrums.

A huge open space appeared in the middle of the forest, and the ground the two people were standing on caved in due to the enormous impact.

Soon the clouds covering the sky parted.

It was Adrian's sword energy that was concentrated at a speed that went beyond the pole. The blue moonlight leaking out from between the parted clouds pointed at the two people.

The blow was a close fight.

Maybe Adrian's sword could have penetrated the magic and reached Verden.

The final blow he swung had its own significance.

But there was a limit.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Physical force reflected by antigravity.

The rusty sword Adrian was holding shattered into pieces. The bones in his right arm that had been holding him tightly were broken, and the nerves in his left arm were paralyzed.

Lost my weapon.

Both arms are motionless.

There is no more reason to squeeze it out.

Still, we have to move.

[Kill all witnesses.]

Adrian put a piece of sword floating in the air into his mouth.

I put my weight on it, aimed for my opponent's neck with all my heart, and stabbed him.

Crunch.

Of course it didn't reach.

A magical barrier floating above the skin blocked the blade.

Adrian's bloodshot eyes grew stronger.

He showed his persistence even though he knew it would be useless. Because it was the best he could do.

He has a strong mentality.

So, he was trying to keep the order that was forcing him, by any means possible. It was an ironic sight of him forcing himself.

Verden stared at him.

He put down Orient and grabbed the inspector's shoulder with his right hand.

“…….”

Next, focus your magic on your left hand.

He stretched out his arms and penetrated the magic circle at once.

The inside has been completely known since long ago.

A precisely manipulated magic thread weaved its way through the maze-like structure to find the location.

Interference with the magic circle. It dug into the path and temporarily blocked the magic power.

The magic circle stopped.

It won't last long, but at least for now.

“I don’t know what you’ve been through.”

How long have you been experimenting?

And I can't even guess what the process was like or what was lost.

I just understand.

“Take a rest for now.”

Light slowly returns to Adrian's eyes, which had been filled with madness.

As his muscles gave out, he let go of the piece of sword he was holding, and eventually his body tilted and he fell. He didn't have the strength to hold on.

Heavenly Sword, Adrian Chanvers.

This was his second defeat.

A belated, feeble metallic sound echoed, signaling the end of the day.