Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 351

Episode 351: Providence (4)

A winding magic, a strong flow reminiscent of the night sky.

I have seen it in the death of Nosa.

'That's what sealed the <astralization> of the Grim Reaper… … .'

Magic that does not exist in the hierarchy.

Because it was derived from magic, it was impossible to determine its effects.

However, I remember judging that it was probably some kind of sealing series based on the circumstances.

So I was on guard.

Because I was afraid that even the magic might become useless.

But in the current situation, there was no way to avoid it.

The judgment was immediate.

Kaesilus overloaded his magical powers, causing his insides, including his heart, to explode.

Instant death without a doubt.

He twisted his body anxiously as he was immediately resurrected.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

The comet of magical power pierced the sky along with the left half of Kaesilus.

A huge shock struck.

After bouncing off and rolling on the ground, I finally stopped with <Flying>.

“……?!”

Traces of stars.

The magic was scattered by a constellation that went against the flow.

Kaesilus, who had fallen from the void, opened his eyes wide.

There is no way to destroy it right now.

Unless you interpret him and completely separate him from your body, like the Administrator, who is the incarnation of the Demon King.

'In other words, Kaesilus is currently completely defenseless.'

<Earth Javelin>

<Outburst>

Kwajijijik!

A spear of earth, with a blast of wind added, pierced Kaesilus' head.

The body that had lost its subject collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the scattered pieces of flesh came together again.

It was a sign of resurrection.

“Is it really impossible to neutralize magic?”

Verden expressed some regret, but that was it.

“But it seems it wasn’t completely ineffective.”

Kaesilus rose again, but the change was dramatic. He had been resurrected from the dead and was much older than before.

The fourth servant slowly squeezed and released the left arm where the star was resting.

“The price has increased because the flow of magic has been interrupted……. In short, my life has been shortened. And───”

Another noise came closer.

Let's calmly raise our gaze, and next to the ash-colored wizard there is a swordsman holding a dark blue sword.

There were signs of being cut and beaten here and there, but there were no fatal wounds.

“I never thought I would be able to defeat the Knight of the End on my own. I know I lacked information, but I didn’t know the author’s level would be so unexpected.”

Although he said it calmly, the odds of defeat became completely certain.

And Verden and Adrian, who had no reason to waste time, did not hesitate.

The first method of dealing with Kaesilus, disabling it, failed.

So it's your second turn.

If you repeat resurrection and death, you will be stuck in that gap.

* * *

He held back elemental magic and spread curses in all directions. The black magic sword cut through the front and cut off his neck.

once.

He crushed all the countless pouring black energy and tried to end the inspector's life with the <Spear of Blood>.

Just then, a huge lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck Jeongsu-ri.

Twice.

The constellations disappeared.

With the power he had regained, he blew up the area and created a weapon with the [Shape of Grudge] to resist with all his might.

Magic and sword energy flying from the front and back crushed my heart and head respectively.

thrice.

And four times, five times, six times… … .

With each death, Kaecilius grew noticeably older.

Originally, he could have tolerated more deaths, but the price he paid for Larenia was too great.

'Death.'

Kaesilus felt that his life was coming to an end.

Of course, there was absolutely no fear.

As I said before, death is only a temporary state.

The absence of my ring finger on my right hand felt stronger than usual.

I had no feelings about winning or losing.

In fact, ever since the magic war started… …I was already certain of defeat.

'Asher, the author has reached transcendence.'

A vast amount of magical power that is boundless and can thrill the world, even if it is localized.

That is clearly far beyond what humans can achieve.

A state of being transcendent, yet not transcendent.

It's an impossible case, something I've never heard of or seen in my long life.

But it's right here in front of you.

So the current situation was natural.

With a purely human body, it is impossible to dare to surpass a being that is located in transcendence.

That's the way of the world.

'And even if I die here, nothing will change.'

Kaesilus' life is also one of the many strands of the plan, a spare puzzle piece prepared for the worst.

The outcome is predetermined.

Knock knock, knock knock.

Kaesilus has been resurrected once again.

We're almost at the end.

He was closer to death than ever before, and he fought to the end, using his newfound power to unleash high-level curses.

It was a last-ditch effort.

And after a while, purple sword energy and lightning penetrated Kaesilus' body.

* * *

The fourth servant, Kaesilus, was clearly a strong man, but was unable to reach Verden and was killed several times.

In that situation, Adrian joined in with all his might… … Even if he became stronger the more he died, he wouldn’t be able to handle it.

This isn't a competition or anything.

Moreover, it was the glory of the corpse that had the advantage in numbers from the beginning.

There is no meaning in saying cowardly.

It's just that Kaesilus was weaker.

It is a very simple truth that cannot be argued.

“The world is… so unfair and unreasonable. Just like how I, who have lived for many years, have ended up like this to a young magician who has not yet fully developed.”

Kaesilus leaned against the broken rock.

His appearance was quite different from when I first saw him.

The skin color had turned dark and wrinkles covered it. Youth had disappeared and only old age remained.

Thump, thump.

Black, dead blood flowed from the wound where the rock fragments had pierced him.

The magic has reached its limit.

Kaesilus, who had been hanging his head, faced Verden.

“But on the other hand, it is also a proper providence. It is impossible for me to surpass a being that has reached transcendence with my own power. Isn’t that right?”

“It’s self-deprecating for a will.”

Verden aimed at the staff.

Life is rampant.

However, Kaesilus continued speaking regardless.

“Asher, do you know about the types of transcendent beings?”

“……?”

“There are two types of transcendent beings in this world. One is those who have awakened by climbing the stairs to achieve a state, and the other is those who are born with transcendence… They may seem similar, but they are actually completely different. Just like the difference between you, Asher, and a transcendent being.”

Magic power is concentrated in the Orient Orb.

“Only a very few people can bridge the gap between the two. So what happens when someone who has reached transcendence and someone who is born transcendent collide?”

A powerful lightning bolt struck the rock floating in the air.

“I tell you, Asher, you will die. Without a chance to overcome it. That is the way it is.”

“What did you say?”

Verden stared at Kaesilus with a cold gaze.

“This is the most disgusting curse I’ve ever seen.”

<Levin Letalis>

Kwaaaaang!

The rock that flew like an electric current pierced through the rock in an instant.

Pieces of flesh were scattered along with blood. Blood poured out from the corner of his mouth.

“Originally, I should have offered you my death… but it’s okay. In the end, with my death… the puzzle is complete….”

Kaesilus, with more than half of its upper body blown away, slowly collapsed.

“My absence… will be filled by other servants…

Bam.

The old wooden cane that he had been holding with difficulty fell and rolled on the floor.

After a while, he sat down and moved his lips with difficulty.

“For the great lord……the……glory……of……the……sword…….”

The voice stopped.

The undead flames that had been lingering in his eyes disappear without a trace.

Eventually, even the magical power subsided and its presence became faint.

There is no doubt.

The glory of the corpse that was active in the Republic of Kylians and Beldirn.

His fourth servant, Kaesilus, met his certain death here.

Thud.

Adrian wiped the blood off the sword Cedence and silently carried it away.

“A magician who doesn’t die even if you kill him. He was worse than an undead. And to think that this being is the fourth servant… It’s hard to gauge the scale of the corpse’s glory.”

“Since they are a group that directly opposes the Luas Church, there may be a transcendent being above Kaesilus. The world is wider than we perceive.”

Anyway, I finished what I had to do.

Now it was time to join Archbishop Luas.

But then a problem arose.

“My lord, the space mover…….”

The entrance connecting the corpse's glory base and the ruined castle site is flickering irregularly.

The door itself remains the same.

It was in perfect condition, without even a trace of damage.

However, the axis underneath was considerably distorted. It was the aftereffect of the magical battle between Verden and Kaesilus.

Verden examined the door carefully and interpreted it magically.

“It’s not a big problem, although it has become unstable due to the ground being out of level. It will work normally if you reset the spatial coordinates.”

Magic circles are Verden's specialty.

He has even encountered the magic of the space pioneered by the Transcendent One, and has actually mastered space magic.

There was no reason why it would take long to directly modify the complex configuration of the space movement.

* * *

When ice melts into water, it absorbs heat, and when water vapor liquefies into water, it releases heat.

When a state changes like this, there is a transfer of force.

Life is the same.

From life to death, from death to life.

In the process, things that cannot be seen or felt come and go.

That's the law of the world.

But what if there was a means to interfere with this, to harness the power that comes from death?

The dead that have been lurking in the Republic and the Kylians for months, and the deaths that have been accumulating since before then.

Just how great would the power accumulated in that way be?

This is the answer.

───Wriggle.

Somewhere in the Republic, a mountain range is shaking.

After this was repeated several times, an earthquake occurred and the entire mountain began to pulsate.

Ain't no race, no demon, no beast.

All living things, including you and me, ran away in a hurry.

It was then that the shaking suddenly stopped.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

A pillar of earth rose up with a strong impact.

Starting with small stones, large boulders fell under gravity and crashed to the ground.

A mountain in the middle of winter.

At the top, a pitch-black pit of unfathomable depth appeared.

and.

───Kuung.

The hand bones of a giant reptile lay protruding above the ground.

* * *

“All hands! Fire!!!!”

The soldiers all fired their bows at once.

Arrows and magic spells embroidered in the sky fell in curves and struck the ground.

[Keeeeeeeek!]

[Keerruruk!]

Dozens of subhumans, including goblins, rushed towards him and his life was cut down.

<Terrain Manipulation>

Meanwhile, the 4th tier earth wizard used all his might to build a rock wall in the empty space at the gate.

Then, other wizards added their strength to fill in the gaps and strengthen the hardness so that it would not collapse easily.

“The gates are blocked!!”

“All right! Everyone, don’t let any dirty monsters into the city!”

“Protect Sacred!”

Soldiers, knights, mercenaries, and adventurers moved busily on the walls.

Occasionally, we fought back, barely managing to fend off the attacks of flying creatures like forest wyverns.

But sacrifice was inevitable.

“Kuaaaahh …

“What the hell, the devil has come up!”

The demon climbed up the wall and tore three soldiers apart in one breath.

The knights themselves stepped forward and responded.

After the sound of swords clashing with spears echoed, the decapitated demon fell outside the city.

It was truly a war.

Still, I was holding on pretty well.

At least the initial crisis was somehow managed to be resolved.

This situation was created thanks to the powerful people who were staying in the city.

… … .

The outer center of Sacred, some distance from the outer wall.

Very dry throat and lips.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead and clung to the tip of his chin.

No one was an exception.

“F*ck…….”

I swallowed my saliva, but it didn't make any better.

A cool tension flows.

My body was so tense that it felt like it was freezing.

The center of the square where silence reigns.

The most powerful figures in each field were holding their breath and facing off against Septa Horn.