Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 32

Episode 32 Undead (4)

Boom!

The Gallicus, who had been shot forward, engaged in a fierce battle with the Lamenting Knight.

A speed that was difficult to follow with the eyes. The one-armed undead tolerated most attacks, but it held on with only its immortal body and aimed for Galliak's windpipe.

The space that Verden had constructed began to fall apart.

As some began to collapse, other areas where the punitive force was located began to appear. Most of them looked exhausted, some badly injured, but there was no time to worry about them.

“Get out!”

Shredding powder.

The axe swung vertically and crashed into the undead. I blocked it with my sword, but the impact was unavoidable.

The Wailing Knight's legs sank into the ground, and Gaulic braced his axe with one hand while striking with all his might with the other.

Oh my!

The Death Knight was pushed back, leaving a gash on the ground. The gap in his chest widened slightly.

“Tch. It’s so fucking hard.”

The taste is not refreshing. Is it to absorb shock?

If it weren't for that damned black armor, I would've chopped him off and killed him long ago. Gaulic looked at the Wailing Knight with a distorted expression.

At that moment, the bastard's form began to blur.

A deep murderous aura was felt behind his back. He reflexively twisted his waist, but his reaction was a little late. The blade of malice was pointed at Gauliak's spine.

<Explosion of Magic Power>

But thanks to Verden's magic, it only grazed his side.

“How dare you……!”

For a mere undead to use such strange techniques.

Gallic threw his axe in anger and hugged the undead body tightly.

“Haaaaaap!”

Kwaaaaang!

The Lamenting Knight was slammed head first into the ground by the overwhelming force.

Part of the ground rose up with the earthquake. I felt it, but I couldn't be sure if it was the cause of my death.

“Get out of the way.”

“Sleep- What the hell!”

Gaulic quickly rolled on the floor and got away.

And then came the fireball of Verden. To make it more certain, he fired his magic continuously with maximum output. The smell of burning smoke tickled his nose.

Verden came down to the floor, gasping for breath.

As I held my breath and watched, the shadow reflected in the smoke began to move.

“What kind of corpse is this persistent…?!”

Hwaak! The sword thrown by the undead blew away the smoke and headed towards Gauliak.

He instinctively grabbed the blade with his knees and elbows, but it wasn't enough. He was slammed into the wall with the sword stuck in his stomach.

Before he knew it, the undead were within reach of Verden.

He charged his staff with rotational force and struck the skull with all his might, but it was no use against the guy who was not affected by Gallic's attacks.

"shit."

Thud! Verden was hit with a fist and rolled on the floor.

Thanks to the necklace's automatic barrier, I avoided fatal damage. However, I was unable to avoid injury as some parts of it broke.

'Thank goodness there's no overload.'

The effect of the necklace is separate from the magic barrier that is directly deployed.

Even if it is completely destroyed, it only takes time to repair, and there is no direct burden on the circuit.

“Ugh…….”

Verden stood up, using his staff as a cane.

A dislocated shoulder and lack of magical power. For a moment, my vision became blurry and I placed my hands on the floor.

'That armor is the problem.'

I have to break through that black armor somehow.

However, due to the strange movement that suddenly appears behind you, you cannot directly hit the powerful magic.

Verden raised his head. Blood flowed from his forehead, and his vision turned red. Inside, the undead approached, dragging their legs.

At that moment, three flashing beams of light engulfed the undead.

The punitive force capable of long-range attacks simultaneously aimed at the Lamenting Knight. Various magic spells and arrows rained down. However, they did not even make a scratch on the black armor.

“What the heck is that black armor?!”

“Ugh! I don’t know since it’s an ability that isn’t even recorded in the church! Maybe it’s a Knight of Lamentation or another undead entity!”

The priests, including Maros, gritted their teeth and pulled on the rope of light.

The Lamenting Knight twisted his body this way and that, trying to escape from the divine power. The divine power consumed by darkness began to gradually fade.

At that moment.

… … The crack on the undead’s chest grew a little bigger.

It was so faint that it was hard to notice, but to Verden it looked like a large hole. He wiped the blood from his eyes and shouted at Gauliak.

“Gauliac!”

“I know!”

Gaul appeared from behind the wall, having poured dirt into the wound to stop the bleeding.

The Lamenting Knight, who had freed himself from his bonds, pulled the rope in return. The priest floating in the air saw a sharp hand approaching.

“Oh, my God!”

“Where!”

Boom!

Gallic ran straight to the creature and smashed its head into the ground. The adventurers barely managed to catch the flying priest.

“No one should interfere anymore! Or you will die!”

A struggle. The arm of the shouting Gaulic trembled, and the Lamenting Knight went berserk.

Behind them, God swallowed and aimed his staff.

'I know that monster's weakness!'

There's a gap in the chest. You can win if you hit it with an Earth Spear.

Whether it was arrogance, courage, or jealousy, God believed he could do it.

Boom! The Lamenting Knight pushed the Gallic away.

And the moment you slowly raise your body.

<Earth Sphere>

God's magic flew away.

… … But his judgment was wrong.

Verden is a third-tier wizard, but his overall abilities far surpass that rank. Iris and God mistakenly believe that he is a fourth-tier wizard, and even a unique one among them.

God, on the other hand, was ordinary.

Even if you use magic like Verden, the speed and power are bound to be lower because of the difference in magical power contained within. And then there's the presence or absence of a magic book.

Kwakjik! The Lamenting Knight shattered the rock spear.

"ah……!"

A murderous gleam brushed the back of his neck. The undead disappeared and something sharp brushed past his neck. A bloody line was drawn across his neck.

God fell helplessly, blood gushing from the hand that was clutching his neck. Galeaak struck down the undead that tried to trample him as he fell.

“Bring me the potion! Now!”

"yes yes!"

Mirna ran over and poured the potion on God, and the priests worked miracles of healing with their divine powers.

Gallic, who clicked his tongue, spit out Verden. He was taking a break and waiting for an opportunity. A golden opportunity for Gallic to make.

'Yeah, that's the opportunity. I'll make it right.'

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A hand-to-hand fight without weapons. Gaulic struck the Lament Knight with his bare fists. He then allowed a counterattack to hit his stomach, causing him to momentarily stop breathing, but the Butcher did not stop. He used his immense strength to slam the undead into the ground.

Ouch! An elbow that hits the chest vertically.

Within moments, the black armor shattered, creating a gap large enough for a hand to fit through.

“Okay…….”

Uzijik. Gaulic's ribs are broken.

There was no more movement from him as he fell down, spitting out blood. The Lamenting Knight took up the rusted sword in his hand again.

Kagak. The magic arrow grazed the armor.

“Your opponent is me.”

The red light flickered as if Verden's provocation was successful.

Gradually, the figure began to blur and an eerie aura could be felt behind it.

'I got caught.'

The moment he got closer was the opportunity, and now was the moment. He quickly turned his body and extended his right hand toward the gap.

At that moment, the trajectory of the sword cutting through the air twisted, and its tip headed towards Verden’s head. It was clear who would reach it first.

But Verden was not alone.

<Ice Arrow>

The magical power squeezed out by Iris.

The first-tier ice magic learned as an attribute from Verden struck the back of the undead's hand.

A very slight shock.

But it is crucial.

Kagagak! The sword screamed as it brushed past the automatic barrier, and at the same time, Verden's hand pierced the undead's chest.

Red heat flowed out from inside the dark armor.

“Just die.”

<Flame>

Hwaaak! The flames burst out from within, engulfing Verden and the Lamenting Knight.

* * *

… … swish.

When Verden opened his eyes, he saw a yellow light. Was it divine power? As he tried to get up, Maros stopped him.

“You shouldn’t move too much. Your burns have just started to heal.”

“That’s right, senior. Please lie down for a moment.”

You should not move much immediately after using a potion.

Not only was the effect low, but there was also a risk of fainting. Thanks to the healing of the priests, the wounds were barely healed, but it was still too early.

Verden looked around.

Gaulic was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, and God, whose throat had been cut, was lying on the floor. His chest was moving, so he seemed to be not dead.

“Fortunately, the incision on his neck was clean, so he was saved. They say it will take some time for him to wake up, though.”

“What happened to the undead?”

Iris turned her head to the side.

The Lamenting Knight was lying there, his entire body almost collapsed. Verden immediately got up from his seat and approached him.

“Senior……!”

"wait."

It was a good thing I didn't approach it too hastily and end it. I didn't know what that monster would do next.

He reached out to finish it off. The slowly fading flames of the undead gazed at Verden and then wavered faintly.

[for a moment…….]

A small but clear voice of the undead.

The punitive force doubted their own ears.

“Oh, the undead speaks?”

“This can’t be happening… This is, this is ridiculous! An undead with intelligence! Asher, get out of there! Purify it immediately…!”

Although the surroundings were noisy, Verden's attention was solely focused on the undead.

The Lamenting Knight took something out of his armor with trembling hands. It was an old necklace, rusted and charred. When his bony fingers pressed the pendant, a small picture appeared inside.

A family sitting together in harmony.

The faces of the parents were not visible because they were old and worn, but the boy with golden hair and green eyes sitting between them was clean.

'Are you telling me to accept it?'

Verden hesitated for a moment and then held out his hand.

If the opponent had been human, I would have cut off his arm and taken it.

But I felt nothing from this undead that had been spewing hatred and murderous intent until just before. It was just empty.

“Wait a minute! If you touch the undead’s stuff without permission-”

The necklace that had flowed down fell onto Verden's hand.

At the same time, the body of the Lamenting Knight began to turn to dust. Complete obliteration. He would never rise from the dead again.

“Ugh……?!”

At that moment, a headache and completely new memories came flooding back to me.

It was so fleeting that one wondered if it might be an illusion, but Verden's memory captured several scenes.

The flag of the Kingdom of Estyria, the burial ground, and the name of the boy in the painting.

“……Lorian.”

“Are you okay?!”

Maros ran over and examined Verden's complexion.

Verden's eyes still shone clearly.

“Whew, that’s fortunate. It happens very rarely, but there have been cases where people who touch items related to the undead have gone crazy or lost their wits… Asher, you seem to be fine.”

That's why I told you not to touch it from the beginning.

Of course, Maros never said those words out loud.

Because of his special ability to command the undead, he is considered dangerous even by the religious order. No, if you look at the black armor, he may be another undead entity, but it is true that he almost died. And the wizard and benefactor who defeated him.

If it weren't for him and the butcher, he too would have been abandoned by God and wandering in death.

'As long as nothing happens, that's fine, okay.'

There's no need to complain. After all, even the intelligent undead died.

Maros nodded inwardly.

“Oh, I’ll keep that…….”

“I’ll take care of this.”

Spoils of war. Maros shut his mouth at the firm words.

Verden, who had the pendant in his bosom, looked at the pulverized Lamenting Knight and quickly averted his gaze.

Subjugation of the undead in the Biron Territory.

There were unexpected dangers, and there was a lingering sense of unease due to the legacy of the Lamenting Knight, but the quest was completed successfully.

Now it's time to go back.

'Oh, come to think of it, there were still some left.'

The magic circuit has stabilized to some extent, and magic power has also recovered slightly.

Verden secretly manipulated the terrain to collapse the underground chamber where hundreds of undead were trapped.

There were no undead left alive in the rubble.